Again it was not me.. but a raven who needs to be shown the path.
One day soon you will see this warrior fly high with the ravens:
Source:
http://82.217.74.5/ravens/forum/viewtopic.php?id=78
By the great
vaisasu just started already a legend.
Most of you have never met me; most of you won't know who I am. I have to say "who I am" is also what bothers me. Everything before the last few days is misty to say the least.
The name that was given to me is Vaisasu. I don't remeber by whom. Were they maybe the people of the lights that took our Tryker brethren during the exodus? Who knows? I just remember them telling me, "You, sir, are to be called vai-sasu from this day forth. You will go out into Atys and preach that the good of the many logically outweighs the good of the one. Preach this not just by words, but by your actions. You now are a priest!"
The time before that is even a greater haze. I remember seeing orcs and tauren, elves and undead people. My flashbacks are somewhat discomferting. I remember someone yelling "U SUXXORZ, N00B. L3AV3 PLS! GG NO RE!! kekeke". To this day I am not sure if my reply, "S0RRY, I W1LL, COS U AR3 T3H G0SU," was the correct one, as the guy replied "YOU 4R3 T3H GHEY!!!1111."
So I came to at the town of Dingleton on Tryker Island. A Tryker male with a holy mission. After exploring the immediate area, I set out towards the next town on the small island. At Hobwelly, is where I came accross fair lady Zephyrine. What can I say... she gave off the right signals, the sparks flew! I had found a companion.
She too had a holy mission, and being the gentleman I am, I decided to fight for her as she tended to my wounds. Yber after Yber, then Goari after Goari we slaid. Many times cloppers ganged up on us, and we couldn't hold them back. For hours on end we battled our way around the island. It was time to disband. I will always remember this lady for teaching me about enchantments and stanzas, and for learing a priest into becoming a warrior; at least for a while.
It was on this first day I remebered that a person named Kaboom had something to do with my being on Atys. When I told him so through telepathy, he answered someting like "Wooooot!" and advised me to stay on this island until my training was well underway.
I stuck to this and fought my second day with lady Hypatia, a person of many reincarnations. She tought me how harvesting choice materials and crafting them into items can enrich your life in many ways; and how this can combine with good ranged weaponry. But wait,... I just wanted to fulfill my name; be a priest! But then again... look at the options yet open!
In just a few days, my life is getting very interesting and complex at the same time. I no longer wish to be a priest. I wanna be a warrior, and harvester, and crafter AND a priest. Atys is a fascinating place.
In less than two weeks, however, I will be tested by the forces that put me here. If they ask me will I stay here and become the allround holy man on Atys or will I be tempted back to the orc, the tauren, the elves and the undead people, what shall I tell them? What shall I say? I do not know. Until that day is here however, I hope you won't mind me hanging around your part of the world and listen to great stories like the epic story Sonia has told of Kaboom's killing spree.
(Based on the true story of Vaisasu. Unfruitfully overly dramatized to sound cool.)