Right outside Alk’Hazar there is a cozy little house made buy a nice but jittery architect. and a soft headed little girl. Caden Cathaldus, who is I before any more talk of the little House Outside Alk’Hazar is spoken of in this story any more, must tell you the beginning. Before you read this read…

Like the title Gruol? The House Outside Alk’Hazar, a Story of Life, Love, and Iblees Worsipers. Outside Alk’Hazar there was a little house built be a nice but juttery architect, and paid for by a Hail!

:: Harold Fergensun, and Orc, was walking down a stone road. Pretending he was innocent. You see, Harold was a robber, rapist, murderer, just to name a few. Then…… he was shot by gaurds. Arrow in his back, Harold dropped to his knees, and died. Swirling shapes and figures rushed around him. He landed, in…

Gruol and I were thinking of long term plans. We have some gaurds for traveler’s pass, and a famous bartender. But, we more or less, took your idea into play. We will build one BIG city, with one of us ruling over a part in the city. I was thinking about statues.

Hail! I am Caden Cathaldus, this is my diary. If you do not understand this, read Sillion’s Keep Walking: A tale of truth. I will not be filling this diary with anything usless. I will only fill it with important things, or things important to me. Hail to whom it may concern. I am in…

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Hail! If you are reading this (which most of you will) then you will hear of my view, within my group (yet to be named at the time of this writing) and about my search for the man who a hit on my family. For more details read Sillion Luthais’s story on the groups backstories.…