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The writings of a magician.
redbaron
:: Magic... the devotion you need for it!  Everyday i feel my strength slipping away. Each spell, each enchantment.  my pyhsical strength grows thin. :: Although i look at life with a new understanding.  The world seems different. The undead dont seem so bad.  Now that i think about it whats so bad about them? :: Iblees has cursed the minds of the weak.  The weak want power.  They cry out for it.  Breath it, taste it... This brings up another problem i have with aegis.  Power hungry men and woman who enjoy seeing the weaker die. I met this woman named ivrae.  She somehow knew our king in another land. She is the kings advisor, and wears a crown like shes some sort of queen. It makes me sick, power is something that should only be given to responsible people of the lands. Yesterday she talked to me apprentice when he tried to buy a house, she said she didnt have time for citizens!  She is the most unresponsibile being i've ever seen in these lands.