User:Krall

After founding the "Legion of Pain", residing in realms for many years, and serving many positions in GoW including Council of Warriors, I found myself lost in the foggy maze of RL for what seamed an eternity. I could not find my way back, until...

The fog cleared and I was sitting in a class room filled with humans, we were being instructed by a trollish figure of what appeared to be a female however the gruesome site was too distorted to be distinct in gender with one exception, the high pitched screeching voice. As she paced back and forth she scowled and spoke of writing in creative styles that included the five basic sences: sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell. Suddenly I realized I had been sucked into an illusion and struggled to break free, when I finally exscaped the torment and broke free I realized the damage had been done, my corporal textual self and crew were gone from realms, but when I returned born anew I found though I was lost I was not forgotten.

I am now in that painfull awkward growing phase again, slowly, patiently, steadily creeping closer to my old self though the scars remain and the memories are foggy I have returned realms, I have returned to find the realms has changed, been shattered and wounded just as I have...

Krall--Krall 01:51, September 20, 2005 (CDT)