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The house outside Alk'Hazar, a Story of Life, Love, and Iblees Worshipers.
Caden_Cathaldus
Right outside Alk'Hazar there is a cozy little house made buy a nice but jittery architect. and a soft headed little girl. Caden Cathaldus, who is I before any more talk of the little House Outside Alk'Hazar is spoken of in this story any more, must tell you the beginning. Before you read this read "Keep Walking: a Tale of Truth". That will tell you how we got to this point. At this point in time the dead are walking among the living in Aegis. More and more humans, elves, dwarves, and orcs are being turned into Iblees worshipers. Which comes the tragic tale of our friend Guraim. ------- Chapter 1: The sad sad tale of Guraim. ---------- Guraim was an old friend of mine, in particular Sillion's. But, at about this point, Guraim had became an Iblees worshiper. In case you've been living in a mineshaft for 300 years, Iblees is the Dark God (which doesnt deserve to be capitalized, but it is formal), who opposes God. He summoned these wretched beasts upon the land. A blight of people turned against each other. The undead united by one common goal. Serve Iblees. The beings of Aegis united by a different common goal. Kill the undead. Then along came a spider. That spider being the Ascended. I say spider with the upmost respect, trapping discusting insects and taking their blood. The Ascended, in my opinion are the essence of God. The undead the opposite. But, back to the point. Guraim worships Iblees. We used to talk about life, the bigger picture. At the time of me writing this, the last thing Guraim said to me was, "I want to take your eyes out, light you on fire, and make you watch yourself burn. Thats when me and Sillion made the descision to hunt down Iblees worshipers. Thats when we found Eoll. ----- Chapter 2: The "I dun wanna" Lawyer------ Eoll ran up telling me there was a man stuck in a hole. I didnt even know Eoll at the time. But I saved Will from the mineshaft. I took him in and told him about the Iblees worshiper plan. He said he wanted to live here. I asked him what his story was. His response; "My parents are alive but they hate me. They wanted me to become a lawyer, so on my twelfth birthday he took me to court. And I was the besy ****ing lawyer Aegis has ever seen!. So I ran away a year later." Of course my natural response was to try to get his parents' love back because mine were dead and I missed them. Of course, his mind wasnt a bit changed. Then my old friend Gruol came around. Gruol is an orc. -----------Chapter 3: Revenge of The Bitchy Old Orc---------- Gruol was an old friend. When I thought Sillion was a bitch, he was less of a bitch. When I thought Gruol was a bitch, Sillion was less of a bitch. So basically all of the time Sillion Gruol were bitches. But, besides that, friends. But I really dont know wheter to hug or kill Gruol. He is an old man, and needs alittle help, but refuses to take it,which is why I feel so protective over him. But every time I try to help him he tells me to **** off. Like his teeth. They are bascially broken. If they arent filed they will start hurting. even if he just eats his soup, which again he refuses to do. He is annoying, a bastard, thinks he's not old. But somehow, I can still find hope in this broken old soul. And why? Dont ask me cocksucker, Im not sure why I can still love this old bag of shit, but its like a childhood toy. Like the ones made of pine tree wood. Well, that's how you're raised in Laurelin. But whenever those old wooden elf peice of shit toys break, people throw them out. But me and Gruol is different. Gruol is broken, but I keep him. Thats what friendship is about. At this point in time this is like a journal. Right now, nothing is going on, but I will create another chapter when something interesting pops up. OOC: soorry bout the language i get carried away in the story and get into character too mmuch. Every story i write is like that))