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"Well, it all started when Ioannes made a single tear in the planes of mortality and this tear bore the planet of Telath. Then he picked these winged creatures, which are now known as Ancient Allerians, to inhabit it. From there they broke into three families and three tribes which kept peace for much of the time. But then many of them began to feud because each tribe had a different out look on life. Then they began to fight more and more frequently and because of their skill the isle was soon filled with monsters that the Allerians could easily handle but that could easily kill any mortal easily. Then Cyraxians came.” Argon continued in a matter-of-fact tone hoping to impress the Rinmacar with all he had learned, ”...uh...uh, the rest must of slipped my mind...,” Argon said with a sense of disappointment. He had read and known much more than that the night before but during this particular moment it must of slipped his mind.
Then Argon looked back up at the Rinmacar and hoped that he was not preceived as a joke. He really did want to learn and had read much more, then he had just mentioned, the night before, but during his slumber through the night he must have forgotten. Maybe it was just in the heat or the moment, but whatever it is Argon was sure he had just made a fool of himself and that Mr. Rinmacar would just think he was wasting his time.
Last edited by Argon Gruven; May 26, 2004 at 09:53 PM.
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