The Journey
Alathorn finds a book upon a table, its cover torn and chivvy as if it had been seen water for many days... possibly weeks
Listen to my tale, for I am Lord Narthil, protector of the flame of Marinoth. My father, the noble Narthilion, legendary warrior, forefather of The Order of Largon once told me, I ban thee from all vice for the course of instruction of virtues thou must follow.
At first I had little noesis of what these words meant, scarce now I truly scan them. It all started on my trip to the Buccaneers Den, beautiful island copious of riches, just the truth be that of crime ruling the site.
I got tired of see criminal acts and no guards to administer justice for them, so I walked to the shore, looking to free my mind of the chaos that ruled the island, suddenly a crimson ghost went into a blue portal, I had heard of these before but had never seen one, I stepped in, but to my surprise I saw a dreaded shrine. A local came up to me and said Tis the Shrine of Chaos.
When he was dictum those words I noticed him peeking into my belongings, meanwhile I erect myself walking towards the shrine, and then I bounced off it as if at that place were a magical wall, some kind of black art cylinder block my path, stopping me from going any further, standing between me and this shrine.
Coming digest to my senses I noticed the local who had stolen my gold in the blink away of an eye, without me even noticing, coming back to me impressed of what had just happened. subsequently recovering my pouch of gold, I asked him.
What be this evil sorcery? and he replied,
Only those whom possess negative...
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