as a young Elf i was eager to find out the secrets of my citys surroundings, so as fast as a could get a nice group of new friends or totaly unknown strangers to follow me out in the woods, there was adventure...
i remember one of theese trips as if it was yesterday, the group of unknown strangers was Praner, Zoe-sumpn and Jaku with a fancy lastname. we set out of Kemi, that was our home and wandered north past the building i called "The Church", went north east into the woods, we fought some nasty-looking lizard-things that i dont know the name of, and some snakes and even a giant spider, after some time clearing the woods we headed back towards the town, when we met a man, called himself Gilad, i think, he was travelling north-east to meet some friends, unfotunaly we couldnt join him in his quest, coz i dont belive in the way of forcing my groupmembers. so we headed back to town and then the group splitted into nothing and i went out to chop some wood, needed to make me a meal, was almost starving, and there the story ended, a short tale of the first adventure of Azgaroth the Dark one
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// Azgaroth of the Refugees
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