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Siegfried's Scrap Journal
Religious_Pie
I am writing this whiel watching lightning strike the bare landscape, near the warden's fort the crumbling lands of what is left of kramoroe lies around me, in broken dreams. again, I write this while fightning with a horde, I hear talk of giants being summoned in the walls, death embedded into titans of colossal power, we cannot win, but we shall hold them back! The battle seems to be breaching the verges of insanity, there's a man sellign his wares as if it was a calm day at Kal'rog market. There is also talk of a portal, I shall try to gain samples. I am in the fort, Undead, ascended and mortals, fightning for their gods. Did anybody see the nether portal? a phrase shouted by many at the ned of teh battle, Is survived, buth portal sucked a part out of me, it was a dark sensation, a feeling as though, there was no good..only power. I hope to get this information around, the undead are growing citizens, beware. ((lol, I write a book all the way through that battle, still killed 2 blokes C:)) NEW CHAPTER: