It was a dreary night and outside there was a fierce storm. Dartain was sitting in front of a brightly burning fire with a bottle of ale loosely grasp in his hand, when a startling knock at the door awoke him from a drunken slumber. He slowly roused and staggering a bit walked to the wall put on his armor, grabbed his crossbow and snuck out the back. When he looked around the corner he found a dark figure dressed all in black with a dark gray beard hanging about and inch down from his chin. Embroidered on his chest there was an odd sign that resembled the head of a dragon. Around his waist hung a sword and as he looked closer he noticed a large cut in the man’s side.
Dartain took the man inside and mended his wound. He then sat down to talk with the man, who was always looking at the window and door in a strange way. The man said a clan of men who call themselves “Black Rain” was seeking after him, and he had gotten his wound from a conflict with three members of the clan. The man then began to draw a paper out of his pocket when an arrow pierced through the window and struck the man in the chest, he was instantly killed. Dartain ran outside but saw nothing. He ran back inside to look at the paper it was a letter, it read.
Your Lifelong Friend Dartain decided to travel to the man house in search for answers, and that is where it leaves you know outside Dartain’s house with a fierce warrior ready for anything. Might add some more screenies and features later. [This message has been edited by Dark_Warrior_1_ (edited 06-07-2002 @ 08:18 PM).]
I would like you to come to my home just past the town of Orsan, I am writing so briefly because this letter could get in the wrong hands. We can discuss more about your problem when you arrive.
Miguel
DW