Submitted: 8 June 1999


A Ranger Angel

by Warrior Mage Sharkari D'Evilmont

(Crossing, Zoluren: 8 Akroeg 358)

With a wide sweep of her cloak, Sharkari enters and seats herself at the bar and orders herself a goblet of fine Elven brandy. Leaning back slightly she fixes her gaze at the glass in her hand then casually hands over the coins to pay for it.

With a wry smile she takes a sip of her brandy before speaking. "Friends are a special thing tae huv here in the realms. Especially during troubled times such as we are in now. There are many who know me name....some because I huv died many times..." Chuckles at this before continuing on, "And some because I try tae do me best tae help those who need it. I am a Knight of the Knights of Elanthia and I am also in the Ancient Sana'ati Guardians of Leth Deriel....I huv always tried tae help those who need it. I huv died many times tryin tae defend others and would gladly do so again."

Takes a deep drink of her brandy and looks all about her a moment. "It was just such an occasion that I speak of now....a friend Slinclau asked fer me help which I had told him if he ever needed me fer anything tae let me know....there were two people harassin him and threatenin him...I did what I could and was shot.....before I could rise and get help I was grappled and prevented from doin so, and therefore I died. They then shot the very friend I died protectin and tried tae do the same as they did me and that was when me soul cried out fer assistance. A very dear friend and angel of a ranger, Tybress came tae our aid and put a few arrows in their backsides, chasin them away, the scoundrels." Her fingers grip her glass tightly for a moment. "Tybress helped and I thank him greatly as me friend was saved from death after all. I value him and his friendship. I also value Jyuka, a very pleasant and fun loving cleric who raised me from the dead that eve and gave me the gift of life once again."

Finishes off her brandy and then with a cheerful smile winks at you. "Ya know....as many times as I huv died, the Clerics Guild should add another wing tae it and name it after me. Heh....I feel like visitin ogres again today....hopefully they huv me old rut in the floor at the clerics guild ready and waitin fer me. I may need it." Chuckles softly tae herself as she turns and walks out the door.


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