Ravln Olik the Silver Warmonger, Hunted by Outlander, Commander of Battle

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Chapter 3

Many moons and suns the battles continued the war was being fought by few villagers.
I woke as much as I could an fought as many battles as I was given mages were scared they would
Hide in their magical camo. I was to face many and had few to show of my skulls to until
Daressumli became a villager a dwarven mace/flail spec rose in his hut within the berserkers.
We traveled together and began to trust one another. Daressumli showed himself be'n strong,
Courages an one to be first in battle not scared of anything in his path. This dwarf became a
a good friend I would follow him into many battles to find magical things to make the veil thick.
One day after many moons of just myself and Daressumli we we're called to the village by Lord Panmorne.
I knew many moons before I told lord Panmorne I was seeking the Drillmasters position in battle.
Lord Panmorne set us up at the rites and said the village needs change him sick of villagers
not waking for war and how the village has need for new Commander and Drillmaster. Daressumli myself
Stood at the circle of rite I know I was shaking in my boots know'ing that this was my fate. Lord Panmorne told
us both he knows their's not many villagers an this is not a normal rites though it was time he has us square off.
We battled against another I knew I had to best him though I hated fighting my brothern I knew I must
show myself in battle. Their was three battles I was able to show myself and win each one. We were told
No Ninnies belonging in village an that we were not to settle for drillmaster we was to battle for Commander.
With blood and tears the battle commenced I was Commander we shook hands and were back on our feet.
Lord Panmorne chose and we agreed the village was going to change and become strong agian.
A few moons passed Grivs one I looked up to and always will woken to see myself and drillmaster Daressumli. I knew
I had some explain'n to do an Grivs needed to let us know how he felt. My heart felt an I looked at Grivs knowing
I need to let him show me his feel'ngs I allowed him to the rites knowing he could'nt call me out I
still agreed and followed him to the Circle of Rites. He layed his eyes at me almost bloodshot but focused. I kicked dirt as soon
as I saw him enter trying to get advantage, Grivs moved side to side down and out of range of my blades. I
barley scared him as he broke my writs and arms then started on my nerves he took me down slowly and I fled
Coming back I showed me respect and responded telling Grivs I hav learned much from him and wish more.
we became even closer He said to me and I will never forget was "Well I guess you can deal with all the new
villagers and talking to applicants and I can focus on mage skulls. I smiled know'ing I kept a life long friend.

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Chapter 2

Many moons and high tides pass I have advanced in my guild and honed my skills.
My dreams came true I became a villager. I built a hut near the Berserkers.
I met a stone man named Rhivi he was a applicant as I was a villager we hit it off.
We traveled across Thera trading memories and making our own. Rhivi became a
Defender for the village. He learned many skills to aid us in our adventures. We met
a wood-elf named Rethienne she was a singer in training and a scout for the village.
We became a great asset to the village though we had strong enemys. The Empire
was our enemy and they had many to our few. Their was a necromancer who later became
a mummy and the Imperial dreadlord. His name will be hidden along with all the enemys.
This necromancer was with a Bard, assassin, shamon. They would reak havoc in the village taking
the head of a bloody magician. Rhivi and Rethi and I had hell time retrieving and we fell many times
During these battles we would learn new tactics and finally pick off a few and were able to
show our enemys our true strength. The imperial war raged on and few of our enemys would wake.
Our commander Grivs, raged war upon the Spire because they had so many magicians hiding
in the Spire. The war began Grivs would take the scales of justice and we would hunt every
mage never holding back. I was warranted for many moons the mages were in fear we saw fewer each
day. A blue giant paladin was furious at the village and grew in power to become the Provost.
Many bloody battles happend at the village and spire with fewer mages working for the Spire we quit taking the scales.
We started focusing on just killing mages though the blue giant would wake and take the head to collect our warrents.
One day I woke and couldn't stand the carnage the paladin was bringing to village and set out a duel with
That I would face him if he would stop murdering my village and taking the head. He accepted
I gave him all I had and was defeated. I held my head up though I was ashamed I looked back at my
tactics and my fight was solid but my mind wasn't I was thinking to myself this is no mage this is a man
fighting for his job. I believ'n in me gut I could take em if em was a mage instead he pulls powers from his
God. After the battle was lost the Provost started to leave village alone and me to focus on killing mages.

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Chapter 1

The names Ravln Olik, If found I nolonger exist. I am writing this to keep track of my days of war blend together.
Before I begin I will explain myself in brief as my memory is fading. I am from a small village north of Galadon.
From what I can remember we were all orphans non of our parents were alive. We were told they were taken from the village
by powerful magicians whom enslaved all adults. Im told my parents were farmers and trophy deer hunters. I was raised by a
a group of survivors who lost their parents also. I was the biggest newborn they ever seen. I turned 12 and was twice the height
of the whole village. Many of the villagers were humans and a few felars. We trained and fought together as a team but were told
once we were old enough we had to leave the village to make room for other survivors. We all went to war traveling from town to town
fighting uneven odds but prevailing many of our battles we lost one or two men along the way. I was learning fast that one day your here
and one day your gone. We lost many day after day we wern't organized everyone was young many didn't want to battle but would scout.
After a battle agianst many we retreated I being gifted of flight was able to get away crossing rivers and oceans. I found myself lost.
I stumbled upon a village near a orphange and met Thrym I told him my past and he accepted me as a student. I learned the history
of the battleragers. I was inspired and felt it as my fate to join the battleragers in war on Magi. I have been on this path at birth
everything was coming together. I left Thrym and heading out to explore new lands to gain knowledge of where mages hide.
I was tought to speak like a human and write like one but have learned to play dumb and act like I don't know how to talk in attempt to
keep my interactions with others short and to point. I can't stand a gibber gabber wasting my time my patiences for storys is thin.
For example I would refer to myself as Giant. I would say Giant swing swords! or Giant smash mage skull! then carry on my day letting all
know my intentions. I am a very proud giant though I could careless about items more about tactics in battle. I have seen half naked
warriors take on three or more enemys cutting them down like weeds. I know in my heart I will one day do that to my foes. That is
my plan until my death. I "Giant" will one day make history along side those of the Village. I havn't built my hut though soon I will be a Berserker!.

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