A Champion brought down

[gjallahorn]

Rumors speak of an orc draging the corpse of an elven woman along though the Sharpteeth-woods. Later sounds of a great feast can be heard as the Orcs apperantly celebrate the death this woman, who has killed countless orcs in the past with her swift hails of arrows...however it seems unlikely this champion of Corellon was brought down by an Orc, some say that the woman know as Tonia Gelven, must have run afoul some great evil that night in the woods....

All that remains is bloodstains on the ground and an accient elven warbow, cut in two by the blade of her attacker, the magics that used to em from the old well-carved wood is all but gone....

[Catam]

A half-elf ranger wanders the lands of Faerûn in an undisclosed location with two friends... thinking about those closest to his heart...

[Gareut]

The infamous Captain Hellstorm hears these rumous - Soon linking the pieces together. The Storm raises deep in his heart and people around him notice it. Few unneeded cruel punhisments are ordered to his sailors who aren't fast enough. Empty and half empty bottles are smashed to the walls.

"Alas! Haven't ye took enough from me!? Anwer to me ye who makes this God damned path for me! Show yerself and feel my Wrath!" The Captain destroys yet another bottle and pulls his cutlass free, fighting against enemies which can't be seen nor harm in his cabin.

...Later the ruins of once a fair and kind minded man wakes up from small pond of his own blood. Kalma curses the faith and drowns the sorrow of lost friend... Lover... Mother of his child... into the same lust of revenge which whips the outlaw onwards in his life.