Madrius Dark Sun

Vengeance

(GOING TO POST A JOURNAL ENTRY FOR TOLOC, THOUGH UNDERSTAND THIS IS JUST HIS THOUGHTS, AND NOT ACTUALLY WRITTEN AS HE IS ILLITERATE)

It has been three months. Three months of fighting and “training” for this moment. I fought in the arena and as always the beast overcame me. I can’t control it. My rage feeds on the blood of my enemies. These……gladiators, flunkies of the “king” felt my wrath and paid with their blood. Even now as I sit here drinking this yak piss do I spit on their grave. They are not worth honor in the halls of the mountain spirits. My axe tasted their flesh and…..it felt good to kill. I found Forgot in the market place. He has a plan to escape this dung heap. These people live in crowded huddles and among their own offal and piss. I long for the fresh mountain air and the grass of the plains. I desire the sterile sands of the desert and the sweet taste of freedom. This place…Nibeney is a cursed.

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