This is the story of Alfadir and his bride Cybille. We had a very eventful night only hours after our wedding. Alfadir is a humble Tryker married to a docile Cybille. We are both very much in love and are happily married. This is the story of what happened to us on the way to our honeymoon holiday.

Well, I thought all was lost this week. After my dear Cybille and I got married we decided to spend our honeymoon at a quiet little Tryker owned bed and breakfast just north of Watergate Border Post.

It was a fair day for a ride, so we took it slow on our meks. We took the scenic route and stopped by some old friends house in Blackwater that we haven\'t seen in many moons ago. After our small detour we got back on the trial and had a grand time.

I was being silly telling Cybille some of my famous Zorai jokes when all of a sudden my mek cried out in pain!

8 torbaks had been waiting for us in some dense stingas. Well our mounts went down quick and we had to make a run for it! Those torbaks are not as dumb as they look ;( They cut us off and we had to run seperate paths. I screamed out that we should double back and meet in the north side of Lake Superior. After finally loosing my chasers, I jumped into the water and went after my dear Cybille. She was nowhere to be found. My dear bride was lost to me. I was loosing all hope after hours of searching. I sent a message to the Aeden Artisans guild hall begging for help. My brothers and sisters all mounted up and we joined together in our search for Cybille. After hours of searching we became frustrated and starting killing every torbak we could find.

In one last desperate attempt I returned to the lagoons this morning in hopes that Jena would deliver her to me. Alas, there was a sign. I found a cave north of her last known location that was overgrown with stinga. I had not noticed it before to my shame. After pushing my way through the lot of them I saw a red Zorai boot. I knew that was my wifes. She loves her red Zorai outfit that Moonbeams made for her as a wedding gift and was wearing it on our journey.

Just inside the cave were 3 torbaks and another red boot. In a fit of rage I tore through them with my axe. They fell quickly and messy. I screamed out thinking that this is where my dear bride had taken her final breathe...

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