Role

Chapter 2

Chaos Grows
Added Fri Sep 5 15:57:46 2008 at level 24:

"Mhm hmm. Filthy little elves, you stupid dwarves and horrid knights,
Keep your doors locked and cinch your britches! The Imps Hunger
hunts for bloody flesh riches! "

A hardpressed years have passed, since a once dungeon pressed
criminals daily routine of turtore and incarceration were on his
menu. Taking up arms with, or at least in part fellow outcasts and
barbaric peoples, Aunkdunell has fallen deeply into a lull of
destruction, and violence. Most waking moments have been spent
sating and endless hunger to kill, disease, and strike out.

Growing deeper into lull with this influential force driving him
to desire more, and take with his own force, rarely and seldom
he chances peaceful travel with outsiders.

As he continues to create havoc and fuel the muse, he sets his
eyes on the Nightreaver, and watches what he desires, closely.