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Submitted: 10 September 2000 Elanthia, Land of the Pampered by Malikite Dampier (Shard, Ilithi: 268 Moliko 362)A massive looking Rakash warrior enters the bar. The faint smell of aged blood and rusted iron fills the room as he approaches the bar with a heavy metallic clank sound every step of the way. Baresh takes a moment to study this grotesque looking figure, his face tatooed into a grinning skull, the rusted armor and long, mucky black hair. "Give me 3 of your strongest, brother" he says with a wickedly dark, but soft spoken voice. After several moments of drinking, he begins to speak after a good level of intoxication. "I grow so weary of this place, dubbed Elanthia. What it has become is so displeasing. What happened to the element of danger? It is certainly not anywhere near," he takes another long gulp of ale "There is no risk, no purpose anymore. The people of this land are so pampered, I don't understand why people around are considered brave for risking their lives, when if they die, all they do is get ressurected and healed." "Its just too easy, what happened to the days when invading creatures were a true threat? Now they are but a slight distraction." "What I want is pure, heartpounding danger! Something big and powerful to sweep over this land and put fear into everyones hearts, a true risk, a true battle of the brave..or mad..." With that, he finishes his last mug and places a bloody gold coin on the bar and exits.
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