Player: Exothermaniac

Character Bio

The cold wind caressed my face. Without thinking I let my arrow away, already picking out my next targets as I ran the remaining 250 meters. The temples guardians fell one by one as I closed in, and I dropped my bow as the survivors entered melee range. Three minutes later I was alone, blood slowly running down my cinneach blade. None would stand between me and my loved one. Not seeking to kill blindly I healed the enemies that were most hurt, before I entered the sanctum. There it was. A shimmering circle, humming. The words "For you, my beloved Ilian" lingered in the sanctum after I plunged through the magical gate. The power of the Dragon was with me, Rach' of the elven tribe L

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