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Walter · Sage Joined: 01 Jan 2004 Posts: 618 Location: -=Magincia=-

Walter sits at the south gate of Trinsic waiting and watching for the attack, spinning his wedding ring in his hand nervously. The battle had not begone yet but still he was nervous and his mind was filled with worries, worries that he would fall and not be able to return to his wife and son. The thoughts of his son never knowing him terrified him, just the thought of not being with his wife Katarina again horrified him. As the Dark Order charged he tucked the ring into his glove and charged forward hard swinging with all his might determined to kill before they could kill him. The fight last for a long time before Walter was knocked off his horse and fell unconcious for roughly 20minutes.
After regaining counciousness he quickly suited back up and headed back out to get into the second wave of attacks again he chased many dark order through the city slaying one or two of them before he again fell uncouncious. After hearing the second wave was won by the Dark Order he gathered himself again... getting even more worried about his wife... he dug into his pocket quickly to make sure the note was still in his pocket. This note was the one he instructed Nicholi to deliver to his wife if he were to die in battle unable to return. He put the letter back into his pocket being sure it would not fall out and headed back out for the final wave.
He sat for what seemed like hours and hours waiting for the Dark Order to charge. All this time he nervously paced back and forth still worried about his wife and son back home. It drove him to near insanity. All the while he mumbles to himself, "Why do I do this... I am too old for this... I got a family to worry about I shouldn't be here anymore... this isn't my place." Then they came Walter hit them as hard as he could covered in blood from the two that he dropped quickly. He pressed on with the Soul Knights and continued slaying Dark Order members as fast as they could. Dripping in blood some his own some of the Dark Order, he pressed on determined to win this war and return home to his son. Then all of a sudden the town went quiet, it was over they had won. He returned back to the base for a quick debreifing. And mumbles "Kal Ort Por".
He walked up the steps and released his Ethereal Horse and walked in dropping his armor to the floor still dripping blood. he grabbed a peice of cloth and quickly wiped all the blood off himself. He walked to the teleporter and collapsed in bed exhausted, tired and glad to be home.
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[20:28] Inkari: walter=chuck norris

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Tarothin Armunn · Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2004 10:39 am Post subject:

Temporarily bound to the realm of fellucca, I could do nothing but pace around the command center waiting for news. And when news came it was grim. We lost the battle in Trinisc. But had done extremely well against such odds even managing to push them back and gain a hold in the city in the second charge. But in the end, thier numbers killed us. A few orc's were reported to help out. I'll thank them for that. Too bad there wasnt more.

Too many lightbringers heard word of our march on the town to retrieve the powerful artifact. If we cannot take the city by force long enough to take the artifact then we will have to plan another way. Hopefully they will make a mistake. For...what is more important to the town, it's citizens lives or that item?

Having a few thoughts on how to snag the artifact out of their clutches I send for Alessandra. In the mean while I shall have our shadow speakers search out possible ally's.