Clang! Metal on metal was all i could hear around me. The battle field looked like, well a battlefield. Blood of my bretheren was spilled around my feet. It pained me to see it, but that was why i was fighting. To save the blood of the inocent. I was one of the greatest warriors of the Dark Elves race. With every chance i got, i would stop to heal the fallen. I saw a new wave of zombies. "Fall back!" I commanded, "Bring as many of thy bretheren as you can carry!" With that command, my army fell back into the shadowes. I brought my crystal staff forth and muttered some cantation, and the crystal began to glow. It flashed a great light, blinding all around. With the chance i created, I fled as fast as I could back to the Elven Dome.
...To be cont.
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Well doesn't life suck. You come up with the coolest idea's, or things to subside your bordome, but then you forget when you leave that perticular mood swing.
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