The Tale of a Merry Prankster

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Title: The Tale of a Merry Prankster

Author: Unknown


Twas a rather uneventful eve.


My good friend and traveling companion were out in Destard looking for the most ancient of dragons. Our night was rather uneventfull untill we caught an attack from one very angry Drake. My friends, I do not need to tell you how aggressive these creatures are. Their evilness is definately an attribute I admire greatly. However they fall down as well. The odd part was, this was one drake leading the charge of her clutch for after she had fallen, we faced four or five more and then I lost count. And that was when all hell broke loose. As we made our stand against these foul beasts, I noticed that one by one our allies were being picked off. I could not understand this. I loured all the lizards onto me and got them away from my friend Ra'Dain only to see two murderous villians reach out from the bowels of Destard to deal him his death.

I quickly ran down there and hid just to see what was going on. I saw them there, the Pawns of Chaos, and their many chess boards that were laid about ever so lovingly on the fallen bodies of their victims. This is a calling card I have become all too familiar with. I channeled the Spirit of Ra'Dain and to my amaze he had followed his killers to the dungeon Shame now. So I quickly persued, but was late again.


However, while I was there, I thought no need to let all this loot go to waste... So I plundered to the many fallen bodies that had not been looted. Making a quick trip back into town, I ran into the Dread Lord Bob, and his partener in crime, the insatiable AJ. I told them the situation and they quickly rose to arms. We went back to Shame to find Ra'Dian's ghost again. Channeling my energies I releived him of his eternal slumber and granted him his life. We quickly made it back to Destard. I know the Pawns of Chaos had been fighting them for some time now. I guess I have picked up on their hunting habits.


We weren't even there for more than a few minutes when Moonglum, a known accompliss of PoC accosted AJ and then the wave of death sweep from the bottom of the dungeon like a tidal wave. They fought well, we fought well. Alas it was a fight till they retreated. We made our stand and the enemies had retreated... sadly, there were no casualties. We proceeded to celebrate our victory, for that was what it was, a victory. I have never seen this guild PoC ever defeated nor even stood up to. It was a great accomplisment. But shortly after the celebration was over, and the hunt for the Wyrm... The pawns returned, the fools, they returned... With nothing short of fire and blood lust burning in all of our eyes. We charged towards them. Energy blasts of dark magic were spewn all about the room, bodies fell. When the confusion had lifted, the Pawns of Chaos were no more.


Three of four lay dead at our feet. There is always one to love, one to get away. One to tell the tale... A new guild has formed out of the Chaos that the Order of the Crimson Wolf has become. And these folks mean buisness.

No wrong shall go unpunished and no evil deed will go without consequence, for this I fear them. And with fear grows a respect. Our achievement in Destard last eve could not have been accomplished without the trained skills of the Dread pirate Bob, AJ, and Ra'Dain. My friends, I thank the and may whatever path or God you follow shine brightly down upon you.