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Valak Dhur was born in the near city of Ideominican. His father was an elf named Houndrako Dhur and his mother was human named Nimaera Meoloakin. People always hated Valak for his cross heritage. This pushed and motivated him to become stronger. To show them what he really was made of, he became a master in the Bladed arts of handling short swords to daggers and long swords to claymores. He was unbeatable. But his good skills got him no respect. His plan had sadly failed. Soon the evil magister of darkness magi, Vondurash, took Valak in until the day when Valak turned 16, and when he was fully trained and mastered with the evil powers of darkness. Then he slaughtered his whole city. The only one who stood in his path was his younger brother, a master of the natural magical arts, Clay Meoloakin. After arising from his house's cellar to discover what the screaming and explosions were. He finally saw the horrid destruction and deaths his brother had caused. So he sought revenge for his wife, child... and parents. Clay knew the place he would be at last before he would leave… the old school yard. When he approached there he saw the mangled and bloodied corpses of his old classmates on the ground. One was still alive… barely though, he said very, very pain filled like “please, put me out of my misery I feel… oh… much... pain... help… it ... it burns.. I want my mom and dad…” Then the young man looked deeply with sorrow and great pain into Clay’s eyes. Finally Clay summoned a stone spire and jabbed it into the young man’s heart. After he did he swore he heard the man whisper, “thank you.” After the event Clay noticed that half the school house was missing, so he ran inside as fast as he could. "Maybe there are some survivors!" Clay thought but on the ascending of him into the school house he saw more and more body parts and pools of dark blood, Human, Elf, Ork, Goblin, and many others he could not recall learning. Then there was a ding when Clay was walking over a small square rug. "Oh my! A trap door! Who ever knew!" When he opened the door he heard a sharp scream and then a thud on the hardwood floor. A silhouetted figure arouse from the shadows. It was his brother... Valak Dhur. “Brother what are you doing”? Clay asked almost screaming at the top of his lungs. Then the shadow straitened and said, “Can’t you see little brother? I am cleansing this place… and soon...soon… it…will all be MINE!” Then Valak lunged at clay with the speed of a fresh shot arrow heading toward a target. “You can’t win little brother!! I can stronger than you… stronger than ALL OF YOU!!!” Valak said with an evil shriek. Then out of nothingness Valak spun around and hit his brother in the back of the skull, forcing him to get down on his knees onto the ground with his elbow and he said to him “now... you will share the pain everyone else has felt!” Then as Valak Dhur was about to hit the final strike then Clay used a lesser blinding spell on Valak, temporarily blinding him and incapacitating him, and then he made a very cunning escape. Then the dark master's apprentice Amashidon took Valak into his Darke Citadel to do a dark and ancient ritual to attempt to "remake" Valak into a new, more powerful race of Elves. High elves! But it failed and backfired on the Darke apprentice sending him into a spell of darke suspended animation and his mind into a horrible living hell where he was tortured and "killed" many times for what seems like an eternity and felt the pain but he never died. When Valak awoke he finally saw what had occrured and what had happened to his friend and fellow apprentice and saw that had got killed, thinking that his brother who came and got revenge and killed them, he ran and he sought refuge into the mountain forests until he was age 24 thinking if he should get revenge for his master or make peace with his guilt and befriend his brother and forget what has been done. He did what he knew as the best and smartest decision of his entire life. He then he made his decision… And hopped off the stump and headed into his makeshift house. "I know what I must do"… Valak said to himself…
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- Title: The Valak Dhur Story
- Artist: OPeytonO
- Description: This little section is one in which if you have seen me in others games i use my noticle termed name. Valak Dhur. . i made it one day in social studies class. This is but a quick overview of his life. i would make a book but i have no talent when it comes to writing. ( just ask my English teachers :P) Anyway i digress i hope you enjoy it. Please leave any comments you like. Also comment any english related errors found inside this writing. (maybe some good ideas too). Thank you
- Date: 04/11/2009
- Tags: charactorstorylines valakdhur woot
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Comments (2 Comments)
- brujita dulce - 07/21/2009
- .-. its not that bad lol
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- Flight - 04/12/2009
- It really does read like a brief summary of a biography, Heh... Maybe pick a point in his life or an event and write a story about that one thing? There is just too much to fit into a small writing segment.
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