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Kramoroe.
DarkAngill
As I sit here in Sanhar being poked and proded by each and every orc I begin to think. Kramore. A town that at first wasnt ment to be a town. The little town in the desert was at first a tiny building on the side of the road. A free inn that I ran by my self. Day in and day out I hunted for food and supplies to give out for free. I had alot of loveing people come in and stay. But there was one guy who came to me and stayed. His name was Malco. Malco helped out with the hunting and pretty much every thing else. Along the way we picked up another guy along with his brother. Their names were Yorick and Glorick. They seemed nice at first. But they latter turned on us. They knocked out Malco and I then proceded to steal our belongings. When we woke up the inn was a wreck and was mostly destroyed. We then decieded to move the inn closer to the human capital. Once we were set up we added a new member to our group. His name was Durin. He acted as a body gaurd but to me he was a trusted friend. When I was out hunting one day. Yorick and his brother attacked the inn yet again. I came back to a destroyed mess. We didnt know what to do. But when we heard word that yorick and his brother had been killed; we moved back to the old location of the first inn. After a few months of great business A guy named Levant came along. He wanted to set up a shop next to us. We thought why not and let him build it. A month passed before Levant threw out the idea of makeing the place into a town. After long thought we came to accept the idea and build a town. Thats how Kramoroe came to be. After so many years of great success as a town the librarian Delaselva started to have vissions of horible things. The Undead. He was scared and didnt know what to say. From his tower he saw them aproaching to attack. He ran out screaming to run and evacuate the town.   We couldnt do anything but sit and watch the town crumble to dust. That was the end of Kramoroe... :Sen   (theres a wet spot on the paper.)