Well I guess nobody wants a peaceful ending…
2 oat sodas Gary!
Thanks man.
Well you know sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes…
Howdy do dude. How things been goin?
Take it easy, Dude… I know that you will.
The dude abides… I don’t know about you but I take comfort in that. It’s good knowin’ he’s out there, the Dude. Takin’ 'er easy for all us sinners.
It was a pretty good story. Don’t you think? It made me laugh to beat the band. Parts, anyway.
Oi, have you met Petrus, that self-proclaimed cleric? Believe me this one, bruv†… …Don’t you be fooled by his claims to do good. They’re all the same, those rotten clerics.
…Hrg, rg…Arrrgh… …Finally, I have found it, I have!.. …My very own sun…I…am the sun!.. …I’ve done it…I have… …Yes, I did it…I did!.. …Ohh, ohhh… …Hrgrraaaooogh!..
…Ahh, it’s over… …My Sun…it’s setting… …It’s dark, so dark…
Darkness warshed over the Dude - darker’n a black steer’s tookus on a moonless prairie night. There was no bottom.
In the Age of Ancients, the world was unformed, shrouded by fog. A land of grey crags, archtrees, and everlasting dragons. But then there was Fire. And with Fire, came Disparity. Heat and cold, life and death, and of course… Light and Dark. Then, from the Dark, They came, and found the Souls of Lords within the flame. Nito, the first of the dead, the Witch of Izalith, and her Daughters of Chaos, Gwyn, the Lord of Sunlight, and his faithful knights, and the furtive pygmy, so easily forgotten…
https://youtube.com/watch?v=4lmEqpgg3B4
…With the Strength of Lords, they challenged the dragons. Gwyn’s mighty bolts peeled apart their stone scales. The witches weaved great firestorms. Nito unleashed a miasma of death and disease. And Seath the Scaleless betrayed his own, and the dragons were no more. Thus began the Age of Fire. But soon, the flames will fade, and only Dark will remain. Even now, there are only embers, and man sees not light, but only endless nights. And amongst the living are seen, carriers of the accursed Darksign.Yes, indeed. The Darksign brands the Undead. And in this land, the Undead are corralled and led to the north, where they are locked away, to await the end of the world… This is your fate.
Aye @nate its good to have you back on the ship. Watch yourself now, the sea is treacherous.
How about a magic trick? Just one… For ol’ times sake.
man sees not light, but only endless nights. And amongst the living are seen, carriers of the accursed Darksign.Yes, indeed.