(( listen to music it's really important : ) ) ))
-12th of Sun's Smile, 1456-
T'was a Sunny day in Vekaro, the city was bustling with activity. Trades were being made, friends were talking, and occasional fights were occurring. However, in spite of all the things going on, a simple man, by the name of Lorik was enjoying the day in the good month of Sun's Smile. He was planning on attending the Sun's Smile Festival, soon to be held this month, and decided to spend this day relaxing. Lorik sat in a chair, right by the gates where folk of all races were coming in, and out.
Lorik was now an old man, at the age of 70. He had stopped fighting many years ago, and now continued his days yelling at dirty enemies, and participating in noon naps. Life was simple for Lorik, and he knew his life would soon be over.
On the 12th of Sun's Smile, 1456, Lorik sat outside Vekaro, and enjoyed the Sun's Smile. Lorik closed his eyes, soon falling asleep.
Lorik died in his sleep, forever smiling at the Sun.