10-03-2006, 12:51 AM
Blood Elfââ¬â¢s journey
On the streets of Theramore Isle a young high elf with long white hair sits on a low stone bench and looks about watching the people leaving the Inn or coming down the steps of Lady Proudmoreââ¬â¢s Tower. He seems worried and determined at the same time his hands clutch at an old leather backpack and slowly kneads the leather in worry. He stands as a young human woman dressed as a mage comes out of the Tower of Lady Proudmore and moves to an empty area near the towerââ¬â¢s base and starts to chant a spell.
The Young elf runs towards the woman and speaks to her trying to stop the spell before she finishes casting it. ââ¬ÅMilady please wait! May I talk to you?ââ¬
On the streets of Theramore Isle a young high elf with long white hair sits on a low stone bench and looks about watching the people leaving the Inn or coming down the steps of Lady Proudmoreââ¬â¢s Tower. He seems worried and determined at the same time his hands clutch at an old leather backpack and slowly kneads the leather in worry. He stands as a young human woman dressed as a mage comes out of the Tower of Lady Proudmore and moves to an empty area near the towerââ¬â¢s base and starts to chant a spell.
The Young elf runs towards the woman and speaks to her trying to stop the spell before she finishes casting it. ââ¬ÅMilady please wait! May I talk to you?ââ¬
Undead Tailor/Skinner of Flesh/and Tamer of Demons