https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=User%3AEnwah 2026-06-14T09:33:03Z Revision history for this page on the wiki MediaWiki 1.39.12 https://elanthipedia.play.net/index.php?title=User:Enwah&diff=142329&oldid=prev 2010-03-06T02:39:12Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 21:39, 5 March 2010</td> </tr><tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 8:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 8:</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He wore a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light which were almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly a flash appeared. His father had cast a spell, disorienting the Assassin as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew that his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated throughout the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The Assassin stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you for your ignorance. Now go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until the body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear once more, but knew he should run yet couldnt. Enwah stood there as the assassin walked towards him with a glare. Finally Enwah got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the as the jumped at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. The Assassin continued his persuit on him.. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired almost instantly knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he coughed up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby as you are boy!" Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the Assassin rose. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in a death lunge at him. He then roared with the ferocity of a lion and grabbed the assassin mid-air by the throat.. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The Assassins legs were buckling wildly in the air as his vice-like grip maintained its hold. Then grinning evilly at the Assassin, he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest trying to break free. The kick was like nothing to him he was so confined to his hate and anger. The Assassin let loose a scream as the blade began to enter his chest. His arms flailed as he put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as the blade entered his. The Assassins body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do. Next he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mother and fathers voice. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father. Then his they both said "Enwah my son, we love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. As they began to fade a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. He heard his fathers voice once more as his image faded away completely "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will learn once you grow older what has happened to us and why. You must be protected, so flee! Enwah shouted " No, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father faded he stood up unsure dazed in confusion, stumbling as he walked toward the door. Just then he felt an almost unbearable sense exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor seemingly unaware what was happening. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He suddenly awoke to someone tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here?" Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe and held a cane that seemed to eminate from it an unknown power. Within the blood red ruby glowed a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. Enwah said drowsily, "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and saw both my parents die." The old man motioned to a guard who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your wll being, but for everyone else who lives in this town."</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He wore a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light which were almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly a flash appeared. His father had cast a spell, disorienting the Assassin as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew that his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated throughout the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The Assassin stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you for your ignorance. Now go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until the body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear once more, but knew he should run yet couldnt. Enwah stood there as the assassin walked towards him with a glare. Finally Enwah got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the as the jumped at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. The Assassin continued his persuit on him.. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired almost instantly knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he coughed up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby as you are boy!" Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the Assassin rose. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in a death lunge at him. He then roared with the ferocity of a lion and grabbed the assassin mid-air by the throat.. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The Assassins legs were buckling wildly in the air as his vice-like grip maintained its hold. Then grinning evilly at the Assassin, he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest trying to break free. The kick was like nothing to him he was so confined to his hate and anger. The Assassin let loose a scream as the blade began to enter his chest. His arms flailed as he put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as the blade entered his. The Assassins body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do. Next he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mother and fathers voice. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father. Then his they both said "Enwah my son, we love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. As they began to fade a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. He heard his fathers voice once more as his image faded away completely "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will learn once you grow older what has happened to us and why. You must be protected, so flee! Enwah shouted " No, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father faded he stood up unsure dazed in confusion, stumbling as he walked toward the door. Just then he felt an almost unbearable sense exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor seemingly unaware what was happening. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He suddenly awoke to someone tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here?" Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe and held a cane that seemed to eminate from it an unknown power. Within the blood red ruby glowed a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. Enwah said drowsily, "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and saw both my parents die." The old man motioned to a guard who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your wll being, but for everyone else who lives in this town."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall where he sat silently for what seemed like an eternity. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man before him. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth I can't explain much more." As he grabbed the Enwahs arm he he drew a longsword from his scabberd. To Enwahs asonishment it was his fathers..the blade he slew the assassin with. The mage then glanced at him as they began to walk. "This sword....your father would have wanted you to have it." Questions began to flow through Enwahs head. How did he know my father? Why does he care for me so much? Does he know me some how? He then asked " Did you know my parents well?" The old man stopped for a moment in silence almost as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I knew them well actually. As you know they were Mages, but theres many things they kept secret. My boy your mother and father knew things-things only the most important people of our world have. Yet now you must focus on getting far away from here. I'll tell you more some day, but for now it must wait for danger is not far behind us." Then Enwah asked one more thing. "What is your name?" The old man smiled, then said "My name is Ulthgaar. Lad let's go." He then gave Enwah his fathers sword, and scabbard. He attached it to his waist drawing the blade. It was a light tinted blue, with serrated edges meant to cut, not puncture. It was surprisingly light to hold, making even one of the weakest people able to wield it easily. Enwah slid it back into the scabbard quickly and was ready to leave. The old man rushed him outside as a carriage rolled into view. The old man entered and pulled Enwah inside. We have a 4 day journey ahead of us. We're headed to Crossing where you will be left where I can find you. Until then you will be safe. The journey was a long and hard one as he sat there. Ulthgaar and him talked several times, Enwah always asking questions, curious about a variety of things, but mainly about his parents. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">&lt;br&gt;</del></div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall where he sat silently for what seemed like an eternity. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man before him. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth I can't explain much more." As he grabbed the Enwahs arm he he drew a longsword from his scabberd. To Enwahs asonishment it was his fathers..the blade he slew the assassin with. The mage then glanced at him as they began to walk. "This sword....your father would have wanted you to have it." Questions began to flow through Enwahs head. How did he know my father? Why does he care for me so much? Does he know me some how? He then asked " Did you know my parents well?" The old man stopped for a moment in silence almost as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I knew them well actually. As you know they were Mages, but theres many things they kept secret. My boy your mother and father knew things-things only the most important people of our world have. Yet now you must focus on getting far away from here. I'll tell you more some day, but for now it must wait for danger is not far behind us." Then Enwah asked one more thing. "What is your name?" The old man smiled, then said "My name is Ulthgaar. Lad let's go." He then gave Enwah his fathers sword, and scabbard. He attached it to his waist drawing the blade. It was a light tinted blue, with serrated edges meant to cut, not puncture. It was surprisingly light to hold, making even one of the weakest people able to wield it easily. Enwah slid it back into the scabbard quickly and was ready to leave. The old man rushed him outside as a carriage rolled into view. The old man entered and pulled Enwah inside. We have a 4 day journey ahead of us. We're headed to Crossing where you will be left where I can find you. Until then you will be safe. The journey was a long and hard one as he sat there. Ulthgaar and him talked several times, Enwah always asking questions, curious about a variety of things, but mainly about his parents. </div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-added"></td> </tr> </table>

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Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was cloaked in</del> a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</del> almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> right</del> through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> there was</del> a flash. His father <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">has</del> cast a spell, disorienting the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> in his arms</del> lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">through</del> the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Go</del> walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his fathers limp</del> body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run. Enwah <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">finally</del> got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lunged</del> at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">retreated back as the thief</del> continued his persuit on him. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">began coughing</del> up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</del>" Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stood up</del>. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">mid</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">air,</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</del> roared with ferocity of a lion and grabbed the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> by the throat<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> blind with anger</del>. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thiefs</del> legs were buckling wildly in the air as his <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was</del> grip <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">unbreakable</del>. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah was then</del> grinning evilly at the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief as</del> he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">but</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">didn't</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">even</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">feel</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">beneath</del> his <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">rage</del> and <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hate</del>. The Assassin let loose a scream as <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he</del> began <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">slowly</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">pushing</del> his <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fathers</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">blade</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">through</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thiefs</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">chest. The Assassin</del> put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> he pushed</del> the blade <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">into</del> his<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> heart</del>. The <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thiefs limp</del> body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> without them</del>. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He stood there in fear as</del> he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">mothers</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">voice</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">well as his fathers</del>. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> too</del>. Then his <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">mother</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and father</del> said "Enwah my son, <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I</del> love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Suddenly</del> they began to fade <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Just as they faded his</del> heard his fathers voice once more "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">see</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">time</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">passes</del> what has happened to us and why. You must <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">avenge</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">us.</del> Enwah shouted " <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">NO</del>, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">vanished</del> he stood up unsure <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">of</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">what</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">do</del>. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He</del> then felt <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">sudden</del> exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He awoke to someone<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> lightly</del> tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, it looks like a massacre.</del>" Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">It</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">seemed</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">almost</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">if</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">mans</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">cane</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">had</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">power</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">held</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">within</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> the blood red ruby <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">eminated</del> a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">watched</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> my parents <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">died. I do remember as the thief attacking me, but that's all</del>." The man motioned to a guard<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</del> who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">protection</del>, but for everyone <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">elses</del>."</div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">wore</ins> a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">which were</ins> almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly a flash<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> appeared</ins>. His father <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">had</ins> cast a spell, disorienting the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> that</ins> his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">throughout</ins> the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> for your ignorance</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Now go</ins> walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</ins> body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> once more</ins>, but knew he should run<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> yet couldnt</ins>. Enwah <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stood there as the assassin walked towards him with a glare. Finally Enwah</ins> got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as the</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">jumped</ins> at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">The</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> continued his persuit on him<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins>. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> almost instantly</ins> knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">coughed</ins> up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as you are boy!</ins>" Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">rose</ins>. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">death</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lunge at him. He then</ins> roared with<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> the</ins> ferocity of a lion and grabbed the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">assassin mid-air</ins> by the throat<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins>. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassins</ins> legs were buckling wildly in the air as his <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">vice-like</ins> grip <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">maintained</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">its hold</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Then</ins> grinning evilly at the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin,</ins> he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">trying</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">break</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">free.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">The</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">kick</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was like nothing to him he was so confined to</ins> his <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hate</ins> and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">anger</ins>. The Assassin let loose a scream as <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the blade</ins> began <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enter</ins> his <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">chest.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">His</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">arms</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">flailed</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he</ins> put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as the blade <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">entered</ins> his. The <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassins</ins> body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Next</ins> he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">mother</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fathers</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">voice</ins>. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father. Then his <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">they</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">both</ins> said "Enwah my son, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">we</ins> love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">As</ins> they began to fade a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He</ins> heard his fathers voice once more<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as his image faded away completely</ins> "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">learn</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">once</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">you grow</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">older</ins> what has happened to us and why. You must <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">be</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">protected, so flee!</ins> Enwah shouted " <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">No</ins>, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">faded</ins> he stood up unsure <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">dazed</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">confusion,</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stumbling as he walked toward the door</ins>. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Just</ins> then<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> he</ins> felt <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">an almost unbearable sense</ins> exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> seemingly unaware what was happening</ins>. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> suddenly</ins> awoke to someone tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">?</ins>" Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">held</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">cane</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">that</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">seemed</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">eminate</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">from</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">an</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">unknown</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">power.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Within</ins> the blood red ruby <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">glowed</ins> a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern.<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> Enwah said drowsily,</ins> "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">saw</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">both</ins> my parents <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">die</ins>." The<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> old</ins> man motioned to a guard who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">wll being</ins>, but for everyone <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">else who lives in this town</ins>."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> all</del> the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He</del> sat<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> there</del> silently<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as</del> for what seemed like <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">hours</del>. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">from his</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">house</del>. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">This</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">town isn</del>'t <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">known</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">many because its to the very far west</del>." As he grabbed the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">boys</del> arm he <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">grabbed</del> a longsword from his scabberd. To Enwahs asonishment it was his fathers blade. The mage then glanced at <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</del>. "This sword....your father would have wanted you to have it." Questions began to flow through Enwahs head. How did he know my father? Why does he care for me so much? <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">So</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">many</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">questions</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">yet</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">be answered.</del> He then asked "<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Sir,</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">did</del> you know my parents well?" The old man <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stood in silence</del> for a moment almost as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I knew them well actually. As you know they were Mages, but theres many things they kept secret. My boy your mother and father knew things only the most important people of our world have. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">As</del> you <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">grow</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">older</del> I'll tell you more, but for now it must wait<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">. We have to get you out of here,</del> for danger is not far behind us." Then Enwah asked<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</del> "What is your name?" The old man smiled, then said "My name is Ulthgaar. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">That</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">is all I can tell you right now</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lad</del>." He then gave Enwah his fathers sword, and scabbard. He attached it to his waist <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as he drew</del> the blade. It was a light tinted blue, with serrated edges meant to cut, not puncture. It was surprisingly light to hold, &lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">where he</ins> sat silently for what seemed like <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">an eternity</ins>. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">before</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">him</ins>. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">can</ins>'t <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">explain</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">much</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">more</ins>." As he grabbed the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwahs</ins> arm he <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he drew</ins> a longsword from his scabberd. To Enwahs asonishment it was his fathers<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">..the</ins> blade<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> he slew the assassin with</ins>. The mage then glanced at <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">him as they began to walk</ins>. "This sword....your father would have wanted you to have it." Questions began to flow through Enwahs head. How did he know my father? Why does he care for me so much? <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Does</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">know</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">me</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">some</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">how?</ins> He then asked " <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Did</ins> you know my parents well?" The old man <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stopped</ins> for a moment<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> in silence</ins> almost as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I knew them well actually. As you know they were Mages, but theres many things they kept secret. My boy your mother and father knew <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">things-</ins>things only the most important people of our world have. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Yet now</ins> you <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">must</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">focus on getting far away from here.</ins> I'll tell you more<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> some day</ins>, but for now it must wait for danger is not far behind us." Then Enwah asked<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> one more thing.</ins> "What is your name?" The old man smiled, then said "My name is Ulthgaar. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Lad</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">let's</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">go</ins>." He then gave Enwah his fathers sword, and scabbard. He attached it to his waist <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">drawing</ins> the blade. It was a light tinted blue, with serrated edges meant to cut, not puncture. It was surprisingly light to hold,<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> making even one of the weakest people able to wield it easily. Enwah slid it back into the scabbard quickly and was ready to leave. The old man rushed him outside as a carriage rolled into view. The old man entered and pulled Enwah inside. We have a 4 day journey ahead of us. We're headed to Crossing where you will be left where I can find you. Until then you will be safe. The journey was a long and hard one as he sat there. Ulthgaar and him talked several times, Enwah always asking questions, curious about a variety of things, but mainly about his parents.</ins> &lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 11:05, 5 March 2010</td> </tr><tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 8:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 8:</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light and almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell, disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you. Go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run. Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief lunged at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on him. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air, Enwah roared with ferocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind with anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as his was grip was unbreakable. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The Assassin let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The Assassin put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as he pushed the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He stood there in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice as well as his fathers. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father too. Then his mother and father said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. Suddenly they began to fade as a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. Just as they faded his heard his fathers voice once more "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will see as time passes what has happened to us and why. You must avenge us. Enwah shouted " NO, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then felt sudden exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe. It seemed almost as if the mans cane had power held within it as the blood red ruby eminated a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and watched as my parents died. I do remember as the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your protection, but for everyone elses."</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many, but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light and almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell, disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As Enwah stood there, his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the Assassin, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next he would never forget. Blood suddenly was spewed across Enwahs face. He saw the glint of a blade go through his fathers back and out through the front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you. Go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The Assassin almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run. Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief lunged at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on him. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and moved with such speed it was a blur. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air, Enwah roared with ferocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind with anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as his was grip was unbreakable. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The Assassin let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The Assassin put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared in anger, killing the Assassin as he pushed the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in Enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, standing in the pools of blood from his mother and father. He wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He stood there in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh god please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice as well as his fathers. He looked up with his bloodshot eyes to see a ghostly image of both his parents standing before him. His mother then put her corporal hand on his shoulder. Enwah then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you. Please father, I'm not strong enough" His mother looked at him sadly as did his father too. Then his mother and father said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for the both of us. Just know we love you and will always be there for you. Suddenly they began to fade as a single tear ran down his mothers cheek. Just as they faded his heard his fathers voice once more "You must leave here, you're in grave danger. I've not much time, but you will see as time passes what has happened to us and why. You must avenge us. Enwah shouted " NO, No please don't leave me!" As the voice of his father vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then felt sudden exhaustion as all his anger and fear drifted away. He then began to fall to the floor. As he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into unconciousness. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes adjusted to the light as he stood up slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe. It seemed almost as if the mans cane had power held within it as the blood red ruby eminated a light blue color throughout the room. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, this Assassin attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All I know is I walked in while it happened and watched as my parents died. I do remember as the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life. We must know whats happened here for not just your protection, but for everyone elses."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of all the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall. He sat there silently as for what seemed like hours. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man from his house. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth." &lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of all the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall. He sat there silently as for what seemed like hours. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man from his house. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">. This town isn't known to many because its to the very far west</ins>."<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> As he grabbed the boys arm he grabbed a longsword from his scabberd. To Enwahs asonishment it was his fathers blade. The mage then glanced at Enwah. "This sword....your father would have wanted you to have it." Questions began to flow through Enwahs head. How did he know my father? Why does he care for me so much? So many questions yet to be answered. He then asked "Sir, did you know my parents well?" The old man stood in silence for a moment almost as if thinking of what to say. "Yes, I knew them well actually. As you know they were Mages, but theres many things they kept secret. My boy your mother and father knew things only the most important people of our world have. As you grow older I'll tell you more, but for now it must wait. We have to get you out of here, for danger is not far behind us." Then Enwah asked, "What is your name?" The old man smiled, then said "My name is Ulthgaar. That is all I can tell you right now lad." He then gave Enwah his fathers sword, and scabbard. He attached it to his waist as he drew the blade. It was a light tinted blue, with serrated edges meant to cut, not puncture. It was surprisingly light to hold,</ins> &lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 10:56, 5 March 2010</td> </tr><tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Guild:&lt;/b&gt;Barbarian</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Guild:&lt;/b&gt;Barbarian</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light and almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwah</del> stood there<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as</del> his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del>, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">unforgettable</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">blood</del> suddenly was spewed across <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwahs</del> face. He saw a blade go through his fathers back out <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</del> front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you. Go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run. Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ran</del> at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on him. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lunged</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">land</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">killing</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">blow</del>. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwah</del> roared with ferocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</del> anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as his was was unbreakable. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fierce battle cry</del>, killing the <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> as he pushed the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwahs</del> hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, pools of blood from his mother <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</del> father <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as he</del> wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">shook</del> in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Mrod</del> please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice. He looked up to see a ghostly image of <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">she</del> put her corporal hand on his shoulder. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He</del> then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you." His mother looked at him sadly <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">then</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ghostly</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">voice</del> said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">your</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">father,</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">you</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">must</del>. Just know <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I</del> love you and will always be there for you.<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">..</del>Suddenly <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her mother</del> began to fade as a tear ran down <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her</del> cheek. <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">looked</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">at</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fear</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">shouted</del> " <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">NO</del>, <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">No</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">please</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">don</del>'<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">t</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">leave</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">me</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">grasping</del> as <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">mothers</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ghost</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">frantically</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">going</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">through</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">her</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">arm</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">if</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">nothing</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">there</del>." As <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">she</del> vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> suddenly</del> felt sudden <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">exhausted</del> as all his anger and fear drifted away. He <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fell</del> to floor <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">with</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thud</del>. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">blurry</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">finally</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">adjusted</del> as he stood up. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">i</del> know is <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">thief</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">killed</del> my parents. I do remember the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life."</div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;Enwahs childhood:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</ins> but also hated as well because of one thing... They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands gleaming dangerously in the light and almost invisible to the eye under the cloaks sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade pertruded right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor. His father and the thief were almost evenly matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</ins> disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air and crashed on the table shattering it into tiny splinters. As <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</ins> stood there<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</ins> his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms lovingly as tears ran down his face. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins>, why had he attacked? Suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">would</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">never</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">forget. Blood</ins> suddenly was spewed across <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwahs</ins> face. He saw<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> the glint of</ins> a blade go through his fathers back<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> and</ins> out <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">through the</ins> front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now I have killed you. Go walk the starry road like your whore of a wife has." The <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run. Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">lunged</ins> at him. Enwah grabbed his toy shortbow and drew it. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on him. As he loaded an arrow into the bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay. It was like taking candy from a baby." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">moved</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">with</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">such</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">speed</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was a blur</ins>. Enwah began to shake in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</ins> roared with ferocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">with</ins> anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR TO ME! WHY!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as his was<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> grip</ins> was unbreakable. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">anger</ins>, killing the <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> as he pushed the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwahs</ins> hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room,<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> standing in the</ins> pools of blood from his mother <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</ins> father<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He</ins> wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">stood there</ins> in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">god</ins> please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as well as his fathers</ins>. He looked up<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> with his bloodshot eyes</ins> to see a ghostly image of <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">both</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">parents standing before him. His mother then</ins> put her corporal hand on his shoulder. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</ins> then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you.<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> Please father, I'm not strong enough</ins>" His mother looked at him sadly <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">did</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">father</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">too. Then his mother and father</ins> said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">both</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">of</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">us</ins>. Just know <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">we</ins> love you and will always be there for you.<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> </ins>Suddenly <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">they</ins> began to fade as a<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> single</ins> tear ran down <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his mothers</ins> cheek. <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Just</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">they</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">faded</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">heard</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">fathers voice once more</ins> "<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">You</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">must leave here</ins>, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">you're</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">grave danger. I</ins>'<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ve</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">not</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">much</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">time, but you will see</ins> as <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">time</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">passes</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">what</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">has</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">happened</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">us</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">why.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">You</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">must</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">avenge</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">us</ins>.<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> Enwah shouted </ins>"<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> NO, No please don't leave me!" </ins> As <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the voice of his father</ins> vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then felt sudden <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">exhaustion</ins> as all his anger and fear drifted away. He <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">then began</ins> to<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> fall to the</ins> floor<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">As</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he lay on the floor unable to move he drifted into</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">unconciousness</ins>. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">adjusted</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the light</ins> as he stood up<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> slowly to see an old man standing before him. He had wrinkled skin, but wore a red mages robe. It seemed almost as if the mans cane had power held within it as the blood red ruby eminated a light blue color throughout the room</ins>. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">this</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Assassin</ins> attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I</ins> know is <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">walked</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in while it happened and watched as</ins> my parents<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> died</ins>. I do remember<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as</ins> the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">. We must know whats happened here for not just your protection, but for everyone elses</ins>."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-deleted"></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out,nearly running with him. As he passed people they seemed almost afraid because of all the blood that stained his clothes. Eventually they made it to the town hall. He sat there silently as for what seemed like hours. As the sun began to fall in the sky he then saw once again the old man from his house. "Boy we must get you out of here immediately. This assassin was from the high city of Valroth." &lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out, walking him quickly passed people who looked at him oddly, almost afraid because of all the blood on his body. Eventually they made it to the town hall. Enwah was questioned and judged. His friends surrounding him as the judge made the verdict and some how found him guilty. Enwah was then exiled from Knife Clan and sent to crossing with nothing more than what he had on. From then on his life was changed forever. Always suffering, always in pain, with noone at all by his side to help him. Enwah soon discovered in crossing thieves were everywhere, especially outside the bank and the empath guild. Enwah hated thieves because of his horrible experience. Sadly Enwah knew he had to survive some how. Either by stealing or by getting a job. Days went by as he tried to get a job. He was sent away, almost always told he was too young, too unknowledgable to do anything. Eventually it had been 3 weeks without food and Enwah stood there gazing at the general goods store as he smelled food being cooked. Freshly baked apple pie, meat, and breads of any kind. His mouth watered as he was overcome by hunger. He went into the store and his silently making his way towards the food. Just as he picked up a piece he was seen and the shopkeeper said "Guards arrest this child! He's stealing my food! Help, help!" Enwah glanced around as he began to sprint out of the shop with the loaf of bread in his hands. Guards grabbed at him as he dodged quickly. Running all the while he glanced back and suddenly, BAM hit something that felt almost like a wall. He fell over disoriented as he looked up to see a very large, strong man standing above him. "Kid, you dare touch me, I'll kill you for this! You made me drop my money! Now it's gone from the thieves!" The man kicked enwah hard in the stomach as he gasped for breath. Enwah groaned and rolled over as he was kicked again. "Ha, you'll die easily. I bet your mother was a whore and your dad was a bum, weren't they?</div></td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-added"></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-added"></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> </table>

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Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many. They were actually warrior mages<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> surprisingly</del>. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">nearly</del> invisible under <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</del> sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">penetrated</del> right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear. His father and the thief were almost <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">easily</del> matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> to him</del>. The thief was flown through the air <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as he</del> crashed on the table <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">of</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">their</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">kitchen</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">shattering</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</del>. As enwah stood there his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms as <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">he</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">held</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwah</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">almost</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">for dear life</del>. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the thief, why had he attacked <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">until suddenly</del> a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next was<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> almost</del> unforgettable as blood suddenly was spewed across enwahs face <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as he</del> saw a blade <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">pertruding</del> through his fathers back out in front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">i</del> have killed you <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">to</del> walk the starry road." The thief almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, why didn't he run!</del> Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief ran at him. Enwah grabbed <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</del> shortbow <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">in</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">room he played with all the time as his toy</del>. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwah</del>. As he <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">drew</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</del> bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</del> was<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> almost</del> like <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">killing</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">little</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">child such as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">yourself</del>." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and lunged to land a killing blow <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwah</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">shook</del> in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air enwah roared with <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">verocity</del> of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind in anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">enwah</del> was <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">holding</del> <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">him still by the throat</del>. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The thief let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The thief put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared a fierce battle cry <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as he killed</del> the thief <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">pushing</del> the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, pools of blood from his mother in father as he wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He shook in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh Mrod please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice. He looked up to see a ghostly image of her as she put her corporal hand on his shoulder. He then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you." His mother looked at him sadly and then her ghostly voice said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for your father, you must. Just know I love you and will always be there for you...Suddenly her mother began to fade as a tear ran down her cheek. Enwah looked at her in fear and shouted " NO, No please don't leave me grasping as his mothers ghost frantically going through her arm as if nothing was there." As she vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then suddenly felt sudden exhausted as all his anger and fear drifted away. He fell to floor with a thud. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes blurry finally adjusted as he stood up. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, the thief attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All i know is the thief killed my parents. I do remember the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life."</div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2&gt;<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwahs</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">childhood</ins>:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> but also hated as well because of one thing..</ins>. They were actually warrior mages. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">gleaming dangerously in the light and almost</ins> invisible<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> to the eye</ins> under <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">the cloaks</ins> sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">pertruded</ins> right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, watching helplessly as his mother fell to the floor</ins>. His father and the thief were almost <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">evenly</ins> matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow. The thief was flown through the air <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</ins> crashed on the table <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">shattering</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">into</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">tiny</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">splinters</ins>. As enwah stood there<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> as</ins> his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> lovingly</ins> as <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">tears</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ran</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">down</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">face</ins>. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the thief, why had he attacked<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">?</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Suddenly</ins> a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next was unforgettable as blood suddenly was spewed across enwahs face<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">He</ins> saw a blade <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">go</ins> through his fathers back out in front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">I</ins> have killed you<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Go</ins> walk the starry road<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> like your whore of a wife has</ins>." The thief almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief ran at him. Enwah grabbed <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his toy</ins> shortbow <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">and</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">drew</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">it</ins>. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">him</ins>. As he <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">loaded</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">an arrow into the</ins> bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">It</ins> was like <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">taking</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">candy</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">from</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">a</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">baby</ins>." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and lunged to land a killing blow<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">.</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">Enwah</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">began to</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">shake</ins> in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air enwah roared with <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">ferocity</ins> of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind in anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> TO ME! WHY</ins>!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">his</ins> was <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">unbreakable</ins>. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The thief let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The thief put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared a fierce battle cry<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">,</ins> <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">killing</ins> the thief <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">as he pushed</ins> the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, pools of blood from his mother in father as he wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He shook in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh Mrod please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice. He looked up to see a ghostly image of her as she put her corporal hand on his shoulder. He then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you." His mother looked at him sadly and then her ghostly voice said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for your father, you must. Just know I love you and will always be there for you...Suddenly her mother began to fade as a tear ran down her cheek. Enwah looked at her in fear and shouted " NO, No please don't leave me grasping as his mothers ghost frantically going through her arm as if nothing was there." As she vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then suddenly felt sudden exhausted as all his anger and fear drifted away. He fell to floor with a thud. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes blurry finally adjusted as he stood up. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, the thief attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All i know is the thief killed my parents. I do remember the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out, walking him quickly passed people who looked at him oddly, almost afraid because of all the blood on his body. Eventually they made it to the town hall. Enwah was questioned and judged. His friends surrounding him as the judge made the verdict and some how found him guilty. Enwah was then exiled from Knife Clan and sent to crossing with nothing more than what he had on. From then on his life was changed forever. Always suffering, always in pain, with noone at all by his side to help him. Enwah soon discovered in crossing thieves were everywhere, especially outside the bank and the empath guild. Enwah hated thieves because of his horrible experience. Sadly Enwah knew he had to survive some how. Either by stealing or by getting a job. Days went by as he tried to get a job. He was sent away, almost always told he was too young, too unknowledgable to do anything. Eventually it had been 3 weeks without food and Enwah stood there gazing at the general goods store as he smelled food being cooked. Freshly baked apple pie, meat, and breads of any kind. His mouth watered as he was overcome by hunger. He went into the store and his silently making his way towards the food. Just as he picked up a piece he was seen and the shopkeeper said "Guards arrest this child! He's stealing my food! Help, help!" Enwah glanced around as he began to sprint out of the shop with the loaf of bread in his hands. Guards grabbed at him as he dodged quickly. Running all the while he glanced back and suddenly, BAM hit something that felt almost like a wall. He fell over disoriented as he looked up to see a very large, strong man standing above him. "Kid, you dare touch me, I'll kill you for this! You made me drop my money! Now it's gone from the thieves!" The man kicked enwah hard in the stomach as he gasped for breath. Enwah groaned and rolled over as he was kicked again. "Ha, you'll die easily. I bet your mother was a whore and your dad was a bum, weren't they?</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out, walking him quickly passed people who looked at him oddly, almost afraid because of all the blood on his body. Eventually they made it to the town hall. Enwah was questioned and judged. His friends surrounding him as the judge made the verdict and some how found him guilty. Enwah was then exiled from Knife Clan and sent to crossing with nothing more than what he had on. From then on his life was changed forever. Always suffering, always in pain, with noone at all by his side to help him. Enwah soon discovered in crossing thieves were everywhere, especially outside the bank and the empath guild. Enwah hated thieves because of his horrible experience. Sadly Enwah knew he had to survive some how. Either by stealing or by getting a job. Days went by as he tried to get a job. He was sent away, almost always told he was too young, too unknowledgable to do anything. Eventually it had been 3 weeks without food and Enwah stood there gazing at the general goods store as he smelled food being cooked. Freshly baked apple pie, meat, and breads of any kind. His mouth watered as he was overcome by hunger. He went into the store and his silently making his way towards the food. Just as he picked up a piece he was seen and the shopkeeper said "Guards arrest this child! He's stealing my food! Help, help!" Enwah glanced around as he began to sprint out of the shop with the loaf of bread in his hands. Guards grabbed at him as he dodged quickly. Running all the while he glanced back and suddenly, BAM hit something that felt almost like a wall. He fell over disoriented as he looked up to see a very large, strong man standing above him. "Kid, you dare touch me, I'll kill you for this! You made me drop my money! Now it's gone from the thieves!" The man kicked enwah hard in the stomach as he gasped for breath. Enwah groaned and rolled over as he was kicked again. "Ha, you'll die easily. I bet your mother was a whore and your dad was a bum, weren't they?</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 10:35, 2 March 2010</td> </tr><tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Guild:&lt;/b&gt;Barbarian</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Guild:&lt;/b&gt;Barbarian</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">h2Background</del> history:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many. They were actually warrior mages surprisingly. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands nearly invisible under his sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade penetrated right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear. His father and the thief were almost easily matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow to him. The thief was flown through the air as he crashed on the table of their kitchen shattering it. As enwah stood there his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms as he held enwah almost for dear life. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the thief, why had he attacked until suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next was almost unforgettable as blood suddenly was spewed across enwahs face as he saw a blade pertruding through his fathers back out in front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now i have killed you to walk the starry road." The thief almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run, why didn't he run! Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief ran at him. Enwah grabbed a shortbow in the room he played with all the time as his toy. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on enwah. As he drew his bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay it was almost like killing a little child such as yourself." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and lunged to land a killing blow as enwah shook in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air enwah roared with verocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind in anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as enwah was holding him still by the throat. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The thief let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The thief put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared a fierce battle cry as he killed the thief pushing the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, pools of blood from his mother in father as he wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He shook in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh Mrod please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice. He looked up to see a ghostly image of her as she put her corporal hand on his shoulder. He then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you." His mother looked at him sadly and then her ghostly voice said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for your father, you must. Just know I love you and will always be there for you...Suddenly her mother began to fade as a tear ran down her cheek. Enwah looked at her in fear and shouted " NO, No please don't leave me grasping as his mothers ghost frantically going through her arm as if nothing was there." As she vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then suddenly felt sudden exhausted as all his anger and fear drifted away. He fell to floor with a thud. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes blurry finally adjusted as he stood up. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, the thief attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All i know is the thief killed my parents. I do remember the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life."</div></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;<ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">h2&gt; Background</ins> history:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many. They were actually warrior mages surprisingly. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands nearly invisible under his sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade penetrated right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear. His father and the thief were almost easily matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow to him. The thief was flown through the air as he crashed on the table of their kitchen shattering it. As enwah stood there his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms as he held enwah almost for dear life. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the thief, why had he attacked until suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next was almost unforgettable as blood suddenly was spewed across enwahs face as he saw a blade pertruding through his fathers back out in front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now i have killed you to walk the starry road." The thief almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run, why didn't he run! Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief ran at him. Enwah grabbed a shortbow in the room he played with all the time as his toy. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on enwah. As he drew his bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay it was almost like killing a little child such as yourself." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and lunged to land a killing blow as enwah shook in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air enwah roared with verocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind in anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as enwah was holding him still by the throat. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The thief let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The thief put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared a fierce battle cry as he killed the thief pushing the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, pools of blood from his mother in father as he wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He shook in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh Mrod please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice. He looked up to see a ghostly image of her as she put her corporal hand on his shoulder. He then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you." His mother looked at him sadly and then her ghostly voice said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for your father, you must. Just know I love you and will always be there for you...Suddenly her mother began to fade as a tear ran down her cheek. Enwah looked at her in fear and shouted " NO, No please don't leave me grasping as his mothers ghost frantically going through her arm as if nothing was there." As she vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then suddenly felt sudden exhausted as all his anger and fear drifted away. He fell to floor with a thud. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes blurry finally adjusted as he stood up. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, the thief attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All i know is the thief killed my parents. I do remember the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out, walking him quickly passed people who looked at him oddly, almost afraid because of all the blood on his body. Eventually they made it to the town hall. Enwah was questioned and judged. His friends surrounding him as the judge made the verdict and some how found him guilty. Enwah was then exiled from Knife Clan and sent to crossing with nothing more than what he had on. From then on his life was changed forever. Always suffering, always in pain, with noone at all by his side to help him. Enwah soon discovered in crossing thieves were everywhere, especially outside the bank and the empath guild. Enwah hated thieves because of his horrible experience. Sadly Enwah knew he had to survive some how. Either by stealing or by getting a job. Days went by as he tried to get a job. He was sent away, almost always told he was too young, too unknowledgable to do anything. Eventually it had been 3 weeks without food and Enwah stood there gazing at the general goods store as he smelled food being cooked. Freshly baked apple pie, meat, and breads of any kind. His mouth watered as he was overcome by hunger. He went into the store and his silently making his way towards the food. Just as he picked up a piece he was seen and the shopkeeper said "Guards arrest this child! He's stealing my food! Help, help!" Enwah glanced around as he began to sprint out of the shop with the loaf of bread in his hands. Guards grabbed at him as he dodged quickly. Running all the while he glanced back and suddenly, BAM hit something that felt almost like a wall. He fell over disoriented as he looked up to see a very large, strong man standing above him. "Kid, you dare touch me, I'll kill you for this! You made me drop my money! Now it's gone from the thieves!" The man kicked enwah hard in the stomach as he gasped for breath. Enwah groaned and rolled over as he was kicked again. "Ha, you'll die easily. I bet your mother was a whore and your dad was a bum, weren't they?</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out, walking him quickly passed people who looked at him oddly, almost afraid because of all the blood on his body. Eventually they made it to the town hall. Enwah was questioned and judged. His friends surrounding him as the judge made the verdict and some how found him guilty. Enwah was then exiled from Knife Clan and sent to crossing with nothing more than what he had on. From then on his life was changed forever. Always suffering, always in pain, with noone at all by his side to help him. Enwah soon discovered in crossing thieves were everywhere, especially outside the bank and the empath guild. Enwah hated thieves because of his horrible experience. Sadly Enwah knew he had to survive some how. Either by stealing or by getting a job. Days went by as he tried to get a job. He was sent away, almost always told he was too young, too unknowledgable to do anything. Eventually it had been 3 weeks without food and Enwah stood there gazing at the general goods store as he smelled food being cooked. Freshly baked apple pie, meat, and breads of any kind. His mouth watered as he was overcome by hunger. He went into the store and his silently making his way towards the food. Just as he picked up a piece he was seen and the shopkeeper said "Guards arrest this child! He's stealing my food! Help, help!" Enwah glanced around as he began to sprint out of the shop with the loaf of bread in his hands. Guards grabbed at him as he dodged quickly. Running all the while he glanced back and suddenly, BAM hit something that felt almost like a wall. He fell over disoriented as he looked up to see a very large, strong man standing above him. "Kid, you dare touch me, I'll kill you for this! You made me drop my money! Now it's gone from the thieves!" The man kicked enwah hard in the stomach as he gasped for breath. Enwah groaned and rolled over as he was kicked again. "Ha, you'll die easily. I bet your mother was a whore and your dad was a bum, weren't they?</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> </table>

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<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 10:10, 2 March 2010</td> </tr><tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 7:</td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Guild:&lt;/b&gt;Barbarian</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Guild:&lt;/b&gt;Barbarian</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-deleted"></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;h2Background history:&lt;/h2&gt; Enwah began as a young toggler in the town of knife clan, the town of barbarians, gor'togs and blacksmithing. Enwahs parents were known as two of the most intelligent people of the clan and were well respected by many. They were actually warrior mages surprisingly. Enwah was ostersized because of this fact...his parents were magic users which to many (especially barbarians) hated them for. One day as Enwah came home he heard yelling within his house. He went in to see both his parents strugging with a strange man. He was cloaked in a midnight black cloak, katars in both his hands nearly invisible under his sleeves. He glanced in horror as he saw his mother stabbed right underneath her jaw as the blade penetrated right through her skull. Enwah stood there almost motionless as he began quaking in fear. His father and the thief were almost easily matched as he saw the flashes of blades against each other until suddenly there was a flash. His father has cast a spell disorienting the thief as he landed a savage blow to him. The thief was flown through the air as he crashed on the table of their kitchen shattering it. As enwah stood there his father ran toward him with a worried expression on his face. His father held him in his arms as he held enwah almost for dear life. Enwah knew his mother was dead, but what of the thief, why had he attacked until suddenly a maniacle laughter eminated through the room. Then what happened next was almost unforgettable as blood suddenly was spewed across enwahs face as he saw a blade pertruding through his fathers back out in front of his chest. The thief stood there and said "Fool, you think you merely beat me with such a little blow and now i have killed you to walk the starry road." The thief almost didn't notice the little toggler standing before him until his fathers limp body fell to the floor. Enwahs stood there frozen in fear, but knew he should run, why didn't he run! Enwah finally got his body to move, but he was nearly too late as the thief ran at him. Enwah grabbed a shortbow in the room he played with all the time as his toy. Enwah retreated back as the thief continued his persuit on enwah. As he drew his bow, he aimed and fired knocking the thief to the ground. The thief laughed in pain as he began coughing up blood. He then said "You will pay dearly for that. Your mother and father were easy to slay it was almost like killing a little child such as yourself." Slowly Enwahs temper was rising as he gazed down at his hands, crying quietly to himself as the thief stood up. Suddenly the thief drew his katar and lunged to land a killing blow as enwah shook in anger. Rising up as the thief was in mid air enwah roared with verocity of a lion and grabbed the thief by the throat blind in anger. Enwah screamed " YOU! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOU KILLED THE ONLY PEOPLE I HELD DEAR!" The thiefs legs were buckling wildly in the air as enwah was holding him still by the throat. Enwah was then grinning evilly at the thief as he picked up his fathers blade. The thief kicked him hard in the chest, but Enwah didn't even feel it beneath his rage and hate. The thief let loose a scream as he began slowly pushing his fathers blade through the thiefs chest. The thief put his hands up to stop it, but to no avail as Enwah roared a fierce battle cry as he killed the thief pushing the blade into his heart. The thiefs limp body dropped in enwahs hand as his rage subsided. He stood in the middle of the room, pools of blood from his mother in father as he wept for them, not quite knowing what he would do without them. He shook in fear as he went over to his mother trying to wake her. "Please mother wake up, oh Mrod please wake up! I can't be alone in the world, I'm not ready! Enwah sobbed, but suddenly heard his mothers voice. He looked up to see a ghostly image of her as she put her corporal hand on his shoulder. He then said "Mother, please don't leave me. I love you." His mother looked at him sadly and then her ghostly voice said "Enwah my son, I love you dearly and you will make it through this time, not just for me but for your father, you must. Just know I love you and will always be there for you...Suddenly her mother began to fade as a tear ran down her cheek. Enwah looked at her in fear and shouted " NO, No please don't leave me grasping as his mothers ghost frantically going through her arm as if nothing was there." As she vanished he stood up unsure of what to do. He then suddenly felt sudden exhausted as all his anger and fear drifted away. He fell to floor with a thud. He awoke to someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. "My dear boy what has happened here, it looks like a massacre." Enwahs eyes blurry finally adjusted as he stood up. The man held him striaght looking at him with deep concern. "Sir, the thief attacked my family, yet I don't remember much of what happened. All i know is the thief killed my parents. I do remember the thief attacking me, but that's all." The man motioned to a guard, who took Enwah into custody. "Son you've done nothing wrong, but you must have been in for the fight of your life."</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt;Background history:&lt;/b&gt; Not yet entered</div></td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-added"></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-deleted"></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The guard took Enwah out, walking him quickly passed people who looked at him oddly, almost afraid because of all the blood on his body. Eventually they made it to the town hall. Enwah was questioned and judged. His friends surrounding him as the judge made the verdict and some how found him guilty. Enwah was then exiled from Knife Clan and sent to crossing with nothing more than what he had on. From then on his life was changed forever. Always suffering, always in pain, with noone at all by his side to help him. Enwah soon discovered in crossing thieves were everywhere, especially outside the bank and the empath guild. Enwah hated thieves because of his horrible experience. Sadly Enwah knew he had to survive some how. Either by stealing or by getting a job. Days went by as he tried to get a job. He was sent away, almost always told he was too young, too unknowledgable to do anything. Eventually it had been 3 weeks without food and Enwah stood there gazing at the general goods store as he smelled food being cooked. Freshly baked apple pie, meat, and breads of any kind. His mouth watered as he was overcome by hunger. He went into the store and his silently making his way towards the food. Just as he picked up a piece he was seen and the shopkeeper said "Guards arrest this child! He's stealing my food! Help, help!" Enwah glanced around as he began to sprint out of the shop with the loaf of bread in his hands. Guards grabbed at him as he dodged quickly. Running all the while he glanced back and suddenly, BAM hit something that felt almost like a wall. He fell over disoriented as he looked up to see a very large, strong man standing above him. "Kid, you dare touch me, I'll kill you for this! You made me drop my money! Now it's gone from the thieves!" The man kicked enwah hard in the stomach as he gasped for breath. Enwah groaned and rolled over as he was kicked again. "Ha, you'll die easily. I bet your mother was a whore and your dad was a bum, weren't they?</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-deleted"></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" class="diff-empty diff-side-deleted"></td> <td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td> <td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;b&gt; To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;</div></td> </tr> <tr> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> <td class="diff-marker"></td> <td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>&lt;br&gt;</div></td> </tr> </table>

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