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I felt no emotion till that point of my life. It hurt and that was weakness that I could not afford to have. I've never opened that chest on command of the gods. Now they were of no concern to me. I extracted the leather that was once my fathers flesh. The paper with my mothers dying words warped in side. I still did not read it, it did not feel right. I slipped it in to my pocket.
My successor would be a new borne of this city on this varry day. I know of one that deserved such a fate.
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in the house of Hull i came in unannounced as i would. I was the gods mesinger.
“We have no debt with the gods on this happiest day of many long lived days in the gods graesis” Johv Hull head of house Hull promptly replied.
“True.” I spat it out for the insult it was.
“Then why have you come?” Johv confused and scared as i intended.
“The chilled borne on this day is to be...”
“Do not kill it I beg the.” the old man pleaded.
“No it will tack my place as meainger” i finished.
“No do not curse this chilled before it is borne. This day is to be a happy one not a sad one.” Still pleading.
“Not a curse,a blessing. Your owene words from so long ago old man” It felt good to shove those words down his pathetic throte.
I left not wanting to see the chilled i had cursed.
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The dragon waited for me at the city's edge. The last promises he made an obviousliy. I felt no sympathy for the crater. He was happy as a 16 year old girl betrothed to a hansom young buck.
The bote was no small vestal like I originally expected.
“They have been trying to come in to your city for centerers. Too no avail i assurer you.”the dragon continued whial he fidgeted one wing that he often complained iced ”Tray will catch you. When they sell you thats your chance to get free and head too the underdark.
“Good luck with that” he said sarcastically as he stabbed me. That was the last i seen befor i blacked out. The numb tacking over my mind I know I dreemed but not what thay were. That was my first dream I've ever head in my life
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I awoke on the vestal in chains. I knew full well that i was a slave.
I now saw tow men one concentrating on the end of a rood using fire magic, humans could not use magic. The other man was holding the rood. “She is awack good now i can hear her screams” the rood welder smiled and exclaimed”i exspeshaly love drow screams”
As he approached i acted helpless to him. When he was two feet away i kicked him. Dumb humans could only restrained my hands. His nose was flat with his face. Defiantly broken.
Magic grabbed me. In that moment I summand a black saphear in the rood welder's face. Thair was nothing more i could do?
The mage said with no emotion in his voice”humans on the isled don't use magic, but i am quit good with it.
“To the ignorant isled drow this is your only warning, be good and we might not hurt you!”
“Drow hore” the rood welder scowled at me. Muffled on account of his flat nose.
A spell fixed his flat nose. This endangered me greatly. “Hold still drow hore.” like I had a say in the matter.
The pain i was not acastam to. On the isled i was feared by all. Heir I was just a comin slave. Worth the amount I would sell for. Nothing more. I did not give them the satisfaction of my screams.
When the men were dun I looked on my hip. I could not read the sine but knew it was the sine of a slave.
The men striped me of my cheep plate mail and even mu under garments. Tray throw me in with other slaves as worthless as I. Thar were three others in my cell. Tow human and from the storryes the other a nasty, ugly, smelly, and all around bad orc!
The two humans were quite upon closer inspection one was dead. The orc took a liking to me. My only comfort in this nasty place was the bone dragon loged in my back when he hit me. By accident or not he did give me a weapon.
Night i would mack my move. If thy would have treated my wounds thy would have found the weapon in my injury. Lucky slave blood is worthless and abundant.
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as i pulled the dragon bone out of my back, i could fell the pain that crept up my spine like a spider. The cold blood trickling down my body.
When the guard came to harass us that is when i would strisk. Just then the orc graved me.
“you're a pretty one” he wisped to me. If i killed him the guard could hear and stop my escape. If i did not this creature would stop me.
Before i finished the thought the orc was dead quite on the ground.
Then the guard came to the gate and said “I have something evil for you're evil haratige”
then “now hore” were his last words. As i looked at the three dead corpses tow of witch were my work i was glad.
I took the guards keys, cloths and weapons. I would escape on a life boat arbored this vassal.
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everyone was sleeping. I slipped away in the nigh i knew not how to operate the pulleys so i cut the lines to the life boat. “SPLASH” i wated till the ship was long gone and rowed fore the cost line of the mane land. Or rather where it should be in that map on the wall i stole with out knowing i had dun so.