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Deep in the earth, something lies slumbering....
Many a generation ago a Dark Elf lived on these lands, feeding, talking, bleeding, the usual stuff.
But after such a long time, he should be dead. No. The dark elf lives.
Under the surface of the earth, he is buried in the corpses of once great threads and discussions.

He wakes. Trapped.
But long unread words cannot hold this one.
He bursts to the surface. Ripping through the paved street and out into the day. The sun. How long has he not seen it?
His dilated pupils shrink, and for a while he cannot see a thing.
And finally he can see.
He turns around, looking at the town that he has emerged in.
His black sharp garb swaying in the light breeze.

Salaracen The Lord of the Dark Elves, the Witch King, is back.

(OOC: Hellooo!)

"Oh you"

*Hugs*

"I'm glad to see yah, whats been happening?"

He supplies bad mattresses to orphans

Heya, I remember you! And I sure will stay longer.... I hope O.o...

Forgive you for what?

Oooooooh
I see your saying, "As long as you don't leave."  "Forgive me for stating such a thing" ?

What happened to Vineraven? =O

I'll put them back in next era.

Oh sure...revive this