Post by grizzlyman on Oct 29, 2008 0:50:48 GMT -5
Hello Fellow brothers and sisters,
I was recently inducted into your ranks, and am very eager to meet you all. My real name is Zarius, but you all may call me Grizzlyman, it is a childhood name that basically stuck with me. I grew up in Loch Modan. Dwarf country i know, i was raised in the forest with in a smaller tribe of shamans and Druids. They taught me the ways of nature, how if can be your friend and your ally, When i was still a child I had taken on the form of a bear on my own, that is where the name came from. I made a friend as a young age, she was a shaman, she went by Liliam, we grew up together and trained together, she was a Dranei, one of the first few to come from the spaceship.
When i was a teenager i was embracing the animalistic, or feral side, since being labeled as a druid can still mean a wide variety of things. I would sneek around and listen to miners ramble on about there wives and children. I was quiet as a child, i like to listen, i could sit in the woods and listen for hours, if i sat there long enough i could hear the forest breathing.
When i grew older i liked exploring, i would explore a lot, would wonder into treacherous territory, i have earned a few scars from that. That was also one of the more tragic times in my life..when i took my first life..
I was in the badlands, watching some orc fighting with the ogers there, some dumb reason, both races are not known for there intellectual features. When a peice a flare went off and they saw me hidden, imeddaty the Orc shot at me, and just out of instinct I lunged at him and used my claws..before i knew what i had done he was on he ground, choking on his own blood..i was covered in it and i freaked out..I...sprinted to the lake and washed it off for hours, i was a teenager, not knowing what it was to take a life..the life of the forest i had lsitened to for so long was silent for that amout of time..I blamed myself, i knew it was self defense but i could not help the guilt...i had talked to Liliam about it she was always supportive and there for me.
Lilliam was a lot better at combat than i was, and probly still to this day, we would have to practice sparring a lot, and she had to teach me, i know it is emasculating for most to get beat by a girl, maybe it was the way i was raised but it never bothered either of us. When the group taught me all they could teach me i went off, Liliam had gone away for familiy and was behind in her training, i had thought nothing of it..
I had done a lot of traveling, I noticed attacks on villages where is was innocent people, children, bakers, where getting slaughterd, I knew what i had to do..i joined a group that when i talked to them seemed like they had the same ideals as me..so i joined the war effort with them, the long and cold nights in the north, battle after battle...I killed many many people...I don't feel it anymore..but i felt it was all for the greater good..until this group..who i thought were my brothers..did what i vowed against.. they were lunatics Savages..they were raiding horde villages..slaughtering them all ..they were killing children..i could not belive it..orc children..it felt wrong i tried to stop them..It cross a dark line that day.. they swore revenge..i had gone back to the village..to tell lilliam of my tales..she was gone...she left one day and never came back..
I never saw her again..
I had recived ,many threats from them, i decided to exile myself to protect others..i spent a long time in the forest..listening..
I left the forest a few months ago..looking for a group like this..a family.. i think i have found it...i look forward to meeting you all.
I was recently inducted into your ranks, and am very eager to meet you all. My real name is Zarius, but you all may call me Grizzlyman, it is a childhood name that basically stuck with me. I grew up in Loch Modan. Dwarf country i know, i was raised in the forest with in a smaller tribe of shamans and Druids. They taught me the ways of nature, how if can be your friend and your ally, When i was still a child I had taken on the form of a bear on my own, that is where the name came from. I made a friend as a young age, she was a shaman, she went by Liliam, we grew up together and trained together, she was a Dranei, one of the first few to come from the spaceship.
When i was a teenager i was embracing the animalistic, or feral side, since being labeled as a druid can still mean a wide variety of things. I would sneek around and listen to miners ramble on about there wives and children. I was quiet as a child, i like to listen, i could sit in the woods and listen for hours, if i sat there long enough i could hear the forest breathing.
When i grew older i liked exploring, i would explore a lot, would wonder into treacherous territory, i have earned a few scars from that. That was also one of the more tragic times in my life..when i took my first life..
I was in the badlands, watching some orc fighting with the ogers there, some dumb reason, both races are not known for there intellectual features. When a peice a flare went off and they saw me hidden, imeddaty the Orc shot at me, and just out of instinct I lunged at him and used my claws..before i knew what i had done he was on he ground, choking on his own blood..i was covered in it and i freaked out..I...sprinted to the lake and washed it off for hours, i was a teenager, not knowing what it was to take a life..the life of the forest i had lsitened to for so long was silent for that amout of time..I blamed myself, i knew it was self defense but i could not help the guilt...i had talked to Liliam about it she was always supportive and there for me.
Lilliam was a lot better at combat than i was, and probly still to this day, we would have to practice sparring a lot, and she had to teach me, i know it is emasculating for most to get beat by a girl, maybe it was the way i was raised but it never bothered either of us. When the group taught me all they could teach me i went off, Liliam had gone away for familiy and was behind in her training, i had thought nothing of it..
I had done a lot of traveling, I noticed attacks on villages where is was innocent people, children, bakers, where getting slaughterd, I knew what i had to do..i joined a group that when i talked to them seemed like they had the same ideals as me..so i joined the war effort with them, the long and cold nights in the north, battle after battle...I killed many many people...I don't feel it anymore..but i felt it was all for the greater good..until this group..who i thought were my brothers..did what i vowed against.. they were lunatics Savages..they were raiding horde villages..slaughtering them all ..they were killing children..i could not belive it..orc children..it felt wrong i tried to stop them..It cross a dark line that day.. they swore revenge..i had gone back to the village..to tell lilliam of my tales..she was gone...she left one day and never came back..
I never saw her again..
I had recived ,many threats from them, i decided to exile myself to protect others..i spent a long time in the forest..listening..
I left the forest a few months ago..looking for a group like this..a family.. i think i have found it...i look forward to meeting you all.
