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Arkni ******** Umpa Dumpa Archon De Doo I've got a perfect puzzle for you Umpa Dumpa Death of Arkni If you are wise you will listen to me What do you get when you don't wear saves? Giving a shaman exactly what he craves How will you damage when you are terribly ill I don't think that is going to kill Umpa Dumpa Squire De Dung If you are protected you will live long You will likely be victorious too Like the Umpa Dumpa Runath told you Runath told you! The tire old monk. ******************** In all the years of Thera, so many things have been taken for granted. So many things have been overlooked as a comodity that suited everyone. Well, the gods have forseen this and decided they would do something about it. This creature which had given itself to the lower members of Thera, which had given its life do dedication not only in his religion but in his giving is now no more. The tired old monk from the Belfry is now forever resting where he belongs after years of working for the immortals in their gift of experience as well as equipment that suited a great deal of levels in Thera. His job was and is priceless and a helper of the young and thus was given to others, for he could no longer take the strain of reincarnation. All of Thera thanks and bows their heads to this dedicated and lost friend. Jastor Bandylat, Scriber of Dreams. Xazappith. ************** Once again, we are sad to announce that death has taken its toll on another recently. The one who became its victim was someone who was loved by most. The ones who did not knew her not. She was a bard of great stature, beauty, voice and love. Her wisdom was not always what others might conjure up to be top notch but she knew what she was doing. She walked Thera with a pet cat whom we all know to be called "Spoon." A cat who was amazing and always there. Xazappith was the epitemy of hope and charity to some and the definition of life to others. She gave to others what they had lost in the cruel world that Thera can be. Her ways were not always the best though her intentions and smile traded with them for balance. She attained the mischief that makes some fall in love and some chuckle in glee. Her voice serenaded the heart of stone. Her mistakes let others see how she could relate. Her smile gave some somethign to look forward to. If she had been touched by a god, her kindness and love would have been no different. If she became a mother, she would be no less caring. She was a gift to all of us and we thank Thera for her love. Jastor Bandylat, Scriber of Dreams. (Continued in obituaries2) |
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