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Posted by [DELETE] Shentae the Baron of Forests, fourth guy in the group on October 26, 2000 at 16:03:04:

I've been playing this mud for about two years or so.
I gotta say, I love it. If there is one thing I learned, its that playing something that kills you the most with your last char is the best strategy for getting better. Thank you, Shokai. Sometimes I feel like I'm just the "Fourth guy in the group". The one that almost makes it, but doesnt. What I mean is im just not that good at this mud. I don't know where to get re equipped after I die, therefore depending on others. I played an Arbie before this who always depended on the mass stash of items that overflowed the pit. I thought I did ok, but it got boring after getting in an xp hole trying to learn the ropes better. Don't get me wrong, I love the game. Well, whatever. I interacted with Caragwyn, Euralianos, Delanathean, and Eylorstra. So sad that I can actually name all of them.

Well, here is my role and stuff. Thought I could have done alot better with it(maybe if I proof read). Oh well.
Good luck to all of you with your current and future chars, but most importantly....real life.

Desc The smell of pine fills the air as this half-elven man
desc + come towards you. He stands crooked with a hunched
desc + back and weird legs. He fills the air with his hatred
desc + of cities. Dark green eyes, they look like two emeralds.
desc + They gleam at you with the color of leaves, grass, wild
desc + flowers, Nature. Long hair that reaches the mid section
desc + of his back. It is tied together by a small blade of
desc + grass. He has a small earring that sort of looks like a
desc + miniature bug hangs on his left ear. Eyebrows that connect
desc + make him look like he is always mad at something, but the aura
desc + of goodness he emits is imistakably soothing. Rough tanned
desc + skin with some battle scars, but not too many. You imediately
desc + notice he is missing a finger on his left hand. His smallest
desc + one. Stout chest and flat stomache. This half-elf is fit.
desc + vains pop out of his forearms and neck when he clenches his
desc + fists. Legs that look like two tree-trunks sprout from his
desc + waist. His feet are well placed indicating his balance and
desc + ever vigilance. One last thing you notice is his beard. It
desc + goes from the sides of his ears to the bottom of his square
desc + chin. Its strangely green. It emits the smell of dew, of
desc + grass, of Nature. It looks like a moss patch. He takes his
desc + four fingered hand and scratches his chin, looks you over and
desc + nods. Almost obliviously, he returns to his previous actions.
desc +
desc + Looking deeper into him, you vigilintly notice that.......

role As a rich boy from Galadon, Shentae did'nt know much about Nature,
role + let alone surviving in the wild. Born to a rich family of merchants
role + he was sort of the spoiled child, the center of attention. He always
role + felt he was better than everyone else. Little did he know, all the
role + children thought different. They "Respected" him because of the rank
role + he held, his wealth, his name. The name "Bolithine" was very well
role + respected. It brought fear to other merchants. Nothing but the best
role + silks, jewels, and cloth. The name was known world-wide. He grew up
role + as a very fat boy, always being pampered. He loved his life-style.
role + He felt he was the king of the world. He pushed around the other children
role + because they were not as rich as he. He only had friends that leached off
role + of him. As he grew older, he became snobier and snobier. He soon became
role + known as "Greedy fat boy". He did'nt care, he knew he was rich and that was
role + the bottom line. One day, in the month of Deception, the unspeakable would
role + happen....
role +
role + It was dark, the moon was full, and Shentae was fast asleep in his bed.
role + He heard a loud scream in the southern part of his house. He woke up to
role + a bordello of flames and fire. His home was being decimated, destroyed.
role + fire everywhere, the doors were blocked by massive flames, the windows
role + hot to the touch. The door slammed open! A group of men with axes
role + walked into his room. Their were about six men. The first holding a
role + massive red sword that spout magical flames. The second, an axe of pure
role + silver. He wrecked all the beautiful tapestries and tables. Paintings
role + defecated, walls broken down, flowers ripped from their roots dieing on
role + floor engulfed in fire. The third man was a thin man with a hood that picked
role + Shentae and tossed him across the room. The fourth was a stout strong man
role + that looted all the most valuables. The fifth man helped the fourth loot
role + and destroy. The sixth man...the sixth man walked in slowly. He scanned
role + around Shentae's room looking for more valuables. In his hand was a small
role + bag. He looked at Shentae, grinned, and licked his lips. He stuck his
role + hand inside the bag and pulled out the heads of Shentae's parents. He took
role + them and licked the stumps of the necks. He drank their blood right in front
role + of this young boy. The sixth man said in an eary, hoarse voice, "You there, boy,
role + you will not be killed." He peered around himself and continued, "You, will live
role + with the pain of this night. You will never forget what has happened this night."
role + He started to cackle. He began, "Hold out your hand, fat boy." Shentae held out
role + his hand hesistantly. The man smiled. He roughly took Shentae and took out a small
role + knife. He unsheathed it and swang. The knife struck straight through Shentae's left
role + smallest finger. He screamed in extreme agony. The dark man said, "Boy, with this
role + you bare the mark of the "Six". You are cursed to live the life of a hermit. Bound
role + to live in the wilderness. You will not remember what exactly happened this night, but
role + the mark will set you on your path. Shentae weakly bled all over the floor. His wound
role + suddenly closed, leaving a stump where his finger used to be. The man said, "You will be
role + the seventh when you are ready. The true embodyment of evil." All Shentae could think
role + about was how his finger did not hurt any more. As he looked back up, the men were gone.
role + He looked around the room but found nothing. Out of nowhere, he heard a voice. The voice
role + said, "One day, boy...one day...". Everything suddenly became a white blank. He regained
role + consciounes in Silverwood. He found himself lost, emotionally battered, weak. He found
role + a small blade of grass that was unrippable. He grabbed it and placed it inside his torn
role + rags. From that day forth, Shentae would never be the same....
role +
role + The first few months were devastating. He found himself starving almost every night.
role + Thirst beyond comprehension. He was an unskilled boy in the wilderness. He slept
role + inside caves with huge bears. He sooned learned to adapt and he had an understanding
role + with the animals. He lost weight, he became physically and emotionally fit for his
role + future life. The once pompous fat boy was no more. A new Shentae would be born, one
role + of the forest home. He realized in his mind how the city life was only of greed and
role + selfishness. No one cared for each other, only of ones possessions were important.
role + This was the begining of his realization. The forest was his home, the only place he
role + knew. It was his sanctuary. His former life was no more and was soon dispersed from
role + his mind. His past was a blank. From that day forth, he became Shentae the forest
role + dweller, destroyer of evil....
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role + His heart was beating faster and faster as he finally got up enough strength to
role + with Delanathean. The great Lieutenant of the Warders. He was asked to go to
role + a place where their was a solemn place away from the strong winds of the north.
role + On his was there he met a fellow by the name of Kiac. A strong willed, jolly
role + warrior of the Forest. He had many pieces of shiny armor and swords. He asked
role + Shentae what a Warder was. Shentae answered, 'A lover of Nature, a Warrior of
role + the forest, A protector of the all that is nature.' Kiac noded in aggreement.
role + The great warrior of the forest asked Shentae to take him along in his quest to
role + find the Warder Lieutenant. They found many obstacles along the way, many rocky
role + roads. At all long last they made it to the solemn place. It was quiet, beautiful.
role + The lieutenant came into Shentae's view and greeted him with gifts. They both sat
role + and began to speak. They spoke for hours and hours. Speaking of the drow, of good
role + and evil, of protecting. Delanathean spoke many wonderful and wise things to Shentae.
role + At long last, the Lieutenant finished his conversation. He sais to Shentae, "You show
role + much potential and fire to become a warder, though you are young." Shentae had
role + achieved the twelth rank in his guild. The Lieutenant told him, "Speak with me again
role + when you have become stronger in both body and mind. Learn about the drow, about good
role + and evil, and how they affect our forests." Shentae agreed absolutely. Parting at
role + of his lords mountian, Shentae left to train.
role +
role + Long agonizing days past. Mangling evil beasts in the forest and being mangled by
role + evil beasts, he worked harder then ever. The thirteenth rank came to his name, then
role + fourteenth, the fifthteenth, etc...He stands proud today at the twenty eighth in his
role + guild. He had found friends along the way, as well as enemies. Till this day, he
role + awaits to speak with the lieutenenant once again....


Note to SYLVAN
Note Subject *You see a dirty scroll* Entrance to the Grove
note + Greetings, Warders of the Grove. I am Shentae the Forest Dweller, Destroyer of Evil.
note + I have lived all my life as a warder by heart. I know much about forests and about
note + combat. As one of the forest, I believe I am right for a position as a mythical
note + warrior of the forest. I am a leaf on a grand oak tree. I am a blade of grass in
note + grand field. I am warder by heart. With or without admitance into the Grove, I will
note + continue to destroy evil and protect the home we all love.
note +
note + Shentae the Forest Dweller, destroyer of evil.

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