Lif'lo

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Since leaving Fort Llast as a Paladin in training, I have been on my own it seams.  I have not made many friends.  Many people here in Hilt and the surounding towns seam to have little respect for Toran which disheartens me.  I have found a few allies in my travles but they seam to be far and inbetween.  Erk my Dwarven friend has alway been there to halp me when needed.  

I did set my mind on travling to a town named Haven.  It is a prospering little town.  They have mines over ran with Orgers.  I have tryed to help by setting off by myself and cleaning of a few of them when I can.  There is a camp of Mercs out side of town.  I have been trying to help there to.

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I was able to clear the area outside of haven.  I can not help but feel depressed about the state that the world is in.  The clouds are thick, plants have a hard time growing.  People are dieing.  I dont know what I can do.  It seams the peoples moods are getting to desperion.  When is it going to end?

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In my travles to help spread the word of Toran, I have travled as far as Hampshire, and Hampton.  I have heard of a forest named Dire filled with undead.  Spectors I heard have the ablity to drain your strength.  I am more interested in the Mercs I heard live out side of a cave there.  I will not put up with the attacks of Mercs.  They have no compasion for the living.  I have heard horor storys of what they do to caravans.

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The rumor were true, the Merc out side of the dire woods are ruthless.  I was able to drop a few before they got the upper hand in are battle.  I had to retreat.  There were to many of they.  I can not belive how many there were of them.  I think I will need to get reinforcements before taking them on again.  But the woods were full of spectors and a bone golm..  My sword would not hurt it.  I knew I was in trouble at that point.   I was killed in a ferice battle with it.  The bind stone in Hampshire brough me back, but I felt the soul mother.  I felt her take a peice od me.  May Toran protect us.

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I have heard rumors of Bandits on the roads, taking the food of the good people.  I can not let it stand, I must go search the roads and do what I have to do to stop them.  I hope I am strong enogh to stop them.  I fear I am not.  I catch a lot of flack for being a Elf follower of Toran.  It seams some think I am crazy for following the great leader, but I just walk away from them forgiving them even though they dislike me.  I must be humble and forgive, but it is hard sometimes.

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Lead a group in to Direwoods tonight.  We did good against the spectors.  Rivan, Sab, and Erk were up to the challange.  We turned are attions to the trolls.  It was a hard fought battle, but we were able to fight are way throw.

On a note:  I feel bad, Sab droped in battle and I was not fast enough to get to him before he passed on, he did return to us.  I was happy to see him.

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I have meet many new people but I can not help but feel apart from them.  My closet friend Rivan, and Erk seam to be the the only ones that can understand what I do and why I do it.  Other look to me to be there meat shield as it was out to me.  I am more then that, I am a elf.  I bleed when I am cut.  I have feelings.  I care for justice, and for it to be served.   I can not help but to feel seperated from most I meet.   I belive it is just my sence of duity, pride.  Maybe it is just me.

I dont know if I will every be half the great leader my mentor was, but I am trying.   I have gotten the feeling that no one wants a Toran Paladin with them untill need them.  I have asked for help and been turned down, but when they need something I am asked.  I have never turned anyone down when asked for help.  I do my best to show them the greatness of the great leader.  Maybe someday!

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My loyality's to Toran has never faultered one bit.  I belive the Great Leader is showing me a path he wishs for me to take.  I will not question were this road will lead me, or were I may end up.  It is my duity to follow the path he has layed before me, Protect the poeople that can not protect themselfs.  To die in the Great Leader name if need be.  I gave my word and my word is my honour, my truth, my bond.  

If need be, death to show the greatness of Toran would be an honour I would be all to happy complet..

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I took a few adventures to the direwoods.  There were a lot of spiders, and spectors there.  As we fought are way throw what seamed to be endless spiders the spectors attacked.  The healer in are group was up healing a fighter when he was struck by two spiders almost killing him.  I was fast in my reactions and was able to lay my hands of healing on him.  As I turn back around one spider hit me several time almost killing me.  As we left the forrest one of the heros asked me why did I do that, I could of killed me.  I could only answer with this.  If he fell in battle, who would of been able to save you if you fell in the battle.  I left the answer at that.

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I have gone in to dark area's to shine Toran light bright.  In some cases I have done his work to the upmost of my ablitys.  Some times I have failed, costing me my life.  The soul mother, I have meet once.  It was my own fault.  I will not stop.  For I feel my call from Toran to do his work.  I do my duity, I do it the best I can.  I improve by his graces, and his grace alone.

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Travling in these dark times, I see a brighter future ahead for Toran.  I notice now, the people that use to turn there backs to me when I enter Hlint, now will look at me and talk to me now.  Some of my deads have come to bear some infulence.  I am sure more will come to see the strength of Toran.  I am still in search of bandits.  The bandits that attacked my old village.  I am not sure were they are, but I have built some contacks that are looking for the bandits.  I am sure it is only a matter of time before I am able to find them.

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There is much to learn about the monsters the roam the roads, but I am up to the chalange of this.  Toran has a calling for me.  I can feel it.  I should of died today when I tryed to help a travler when he was attacked by ants.  I ran in to battle with no armor.  I bearly had time to grab me sheild and sword.  The ants bits hurt me baddly but I was able to defeat the ants and heal the travler so he did not die.  The travler ran off before I could find out his name, but his eyes got big when he saw my shield with the holy smybol painted on it.  I belive he was not a friend of Torans.

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A Bit Of Background:

(First 25 years of life) Lif'los life begain in a small village of side of Sirion in the Wolfswoods Forest. His father was a farmer (Elf) his mother was a stay at home mother (elf).. What Lif'lo does not know his father was a great Warior for the Elven nations (Maybe a later cdq) his mother was also a warior for the elven nation (Also will be a cdq). One day an attack was made on the village by Mercs, and a few undead lead by a person in black robe, a black hood, and wearing a skull mask. Lif'lo and his family escaped. Never forgeting that attack.

(Next 50 years) They moved from town to town. Most of the time Lif'lo father found oddjobs to suport them. Saving there money to buy a bit of land so they could make it. Not untill they came to the town of Fort Llast did they settel in and the family found work. Lif'lo father found work as a local famers hand, and his mother found work in the temple of Toran cleaning, and cooking. Everyday Lif'lo and his mother would go to the temple. Every day his mother would dust, mop, and cook. Lif'lo would help his mother with everything she had to do. The temple treated both of them very good. Sending the extra food home with them, paying his mother very well, and even offering to teach Lif'lo the faith. So the Family attened the Temple for regular mass. They even help the family buy land so Lif'lo father could start farming again, becomeing a major buyer from his farm (We as much as very small land would produce).

(Next 25 years) One day it happened Lif'lo was sweeping a hallway, and came across an open door. This open door was to a room of a Paladin named Roland. Lif'lo saw the Longsword and sheild and went in to look at it. Roland (He is one of the old Paladins, to old to travle now. That are around the temple to teach the younger Paladins) smiled as he saw lif'lo standing there in aww of his sword. That started what would become Lif'lo life. Roland took Lif'lo under his wing you can say, Training him. Lif'los mother and father were not happy with this. This is not what they wanted for there child. They wanted him to be anything but an adventure like them, they knew the danger, they knew the pain it brings. His mother and father sat with Roland and talked about it for many hours. All with out Lif'lo there. Finaly after talking, they deside it would be no harm to let Lif'lo train a bit. Training with Roland became the thing he most looked foward to.

Roland though Lif'lo would make a fine warrior some day, but he would not be able to become a Paladin of Toran. Lif'lo did not show a divin power (was not showing the ablity to cast blessings). Lif'lo would ask everyday to be shown more and more. One faithfull day while practicing with the others. Roland and Marklese (A young Paladin one that has gone throw the training and is out on his own, but back for a visit) we going to show the young ones in training how to disarm a man with the sword. They took there positions, everything went to plan untill Marklese sword went a bit to far up slashing Rolands back hand. Before Lif'lo though beter he rushed to Roland side as the two still fought with there swords. Something happened. Something that took Roland by total surprise. Lif'lo was able to heal Rolands hand by touching Roland on the shoulder.

That was his start from Warior to Paladin of Toran. His mother and father were upset but they understood what a great power and responablity Toran had give there son. A few years after Lif'lo training started Roland had died. The temple brought in a new Paladin to start helping train the young ones. He was Marklese a Champion of Toran. Marklese noticed every day Lif'lo was at the temple helping his mother clean, then he would go to his leasons, then return to helping his mother. Marklese took a special intresst in Lif'lo.

Lif'lo would stay late everynight and listen to the storys Marklese would tell of his adventures. Lif'lo would sit in his chair and imange every detail.

The day come when he would leave the Temple and start on the great adventure of life. The holy work of bring Light in to a Dark world, to show how great Toran is.

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Went to Dire Woods.  The sepectors were out in full force.  I was able to defeat a few, but did not chance going in further.  On my way back, I saw Melodious.  She was out and about.  I asked her if she would care to join me so we could explore together.  She sayed yes and we took off.  We travled to Fort Hope and headed towards Slient watch.  We found a half-dead forest filled with the upper bodys of humans, the lower part was like a goat.  I will have to check in to these creatures further.  

Once we were done there, I wanted to show Melody *she asked me to call her that* the Haven Mines.  We need rest first and stoped at the Inn in Fort Hope.  I got her a key to one of the rooms.  I let her rest in the room while I found a nice chair to sleep in.  Some say my snoring could wake the dead, and did not want to bother her.  

After a good rest we set and ate breakfast, she asked me why I wear my hood every were I go.  So I showed her why.  The scars I recived as a child.  3 of them.  From the top of my forehead across to my cheek (even over my eyelid).  No one knows were I got them, and I was so young I can not remeber myself.  They never healed right, no matter what my parents or the local healers did.  I explained to her that as a child I would be teasted, so I started wearing the hood every were I go.  The are a bit gross to look at.  She just smiled and sayed about inter strenght and it is not how one looks on the outside but it is what is on the inside.  I belive her.  I trust her.  

We travled to Haven together, it was great.  We talked alot.  She is great.  I...  Humm never felt like this about anyone else..  She did not even flich when I showed her my scars.  Ahh, it has to be friendship, she could not have any feeling for me..  Who could I loook like a beast with these scars, never fading scars..