Posted 01 May 2009 - 09:52 PM
my last dream was 3 hours ago i fell asleep on the sofa, in my dream another man and i held what i think was a school hostage, the other man had some goal or something he was looking for, it was my job to keep every one in the large main room, and keep it a secret that we were doing this but we had no weapons so when ever anyone tried to leave i had to just grab what ever i could find, the only time i remember haveing to get a weapon it was a mop handle that i used as a staff to make a guy go back to the group, then i went to the front door to check it to make sure it was clear and when i got back to the main room there was an old suv like a land rover and there were people inside and i heard them say lets just drive through the window, so i ran up and elbowed out the left front window but there was no one in that seat so either it was a european car or there was no driver, but i did care i was intent on stopping them so i reached through at the man in the other seat and tried to pull im out but he fought me then my hand found a large folding knife in the seat under my window so i grabbed it opened it and stabbed at the man and slashed at him but he still struggled until i landed the final blow i stabbed down in the crook of his neck and shoulder and he stopped moving and when i pulled the knife out blood flowed freely from the wound, i cleaned the blade and pulled back from the suv and then i saw the man i was helping he had what he wanted. then the dream flashed, and the man and i were in a small office at the same school or whatever it was and there was a woman in a chair who was sobbing but no tears flowed, i knew this woman from the last time she was one of the hostages, but apparently she was working with the other man, she told us how she couldn't feel anything anymore and how her husband left her and she couldn't feel anything, it seemed like she meant she couldn't feel physical or emotional things like how she cried with no tears but she sounded excruciatingly sad.
it was the worst dream i have had, because when i killed the man in the car i felt nothing just like if i was stabbing dirt. even now I'm just a bit disturbed not sorry or remorseful.
so very strange, sometimes i worry im a sociopath.
Every man is his own ancestor, and every man his own heir. He devises his own future, and he inherits his own past
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name: Kraven trollsbain
age: early twenties
race: human; barbarian
appearance: 6'8", black hair, slate colored eyes, heavily muscled with a lean toned build. wears animal skins and sometime any armor he comes across.
specials: able to preform great feats of strength beyond mortal capability, has a speed quickness and agility reminiscent of a hunting cat. also well skilled in the art of blacksmithing
weapons: is well trained with all weapon types from slings to crossbows and from bludgeons to any bladed weapon. but is a master of the weapons he carries, a
straight blade hand and a half sword of typical barbarian style,
medium length bow that requires huge amount of strength to pull back (150lb test at average pull),
large hunting knife.
recently added: a large war hammer that Aeryn magically crafted.
background story:Kraven was born in the land of ice and snow far to the north in the harsh mountain lands, it is here that the hearty barbarians of Cimmeria make their home, one day while out on the hunt for a large bear, Kraven comes across a large cave in the mountains that was never there before, in this cave he finds the tomb of what appears to have been some great king of their people, the corps of this might lord sits atop a marvelously carved stone throne and in his bone hands he holds a sword, as Kraven approaches the corps comes to live it looks up with its empty sockets and says "take this blade may it serve you as well as it did me" and then the bones rattle and the body falls apart with the sword falling to the ground at Kraven's feet. he picked it up and examined it closely it had sit here held in deaths grasp for god knows how long but it was in perfect condition not s speck of rust and sharper than any blade he had ever made. as Kraven stares into the sheen of the blade suddenly the world falls away and Kraven knows no more. some time later he wakes up he is sitting in the freezing snow. Kraven grips his new sword tightly and runs back to his village to show his father, but when he nears he smells smoke. he runs faster. he sprints through the trees and breaks through into the clearing where his village sits. all is lost. the long houses are ablaze, his fellow cimmerians lay dead in pools of blood scattered around the village. Kraven races to his home only to be stopped dead in his tracks. there in front of his long house are four stone statues, they look like his family, father,mother,sister,grandfather. Kraven is confused. then he hears a moan. around the side of the long house /kraven finds his villages wise man crucified to the hut. "what happened Zangef?" Zangef moans in pain as he looks up to see Kraven. "they came from everywhere, they were upon us before we even knew they were there. they were looking for something, a relic of great power. they thought we knew where it was, they killed everyone but your father the chief, and your family. since they wouldn't tell him where it was he said he was going to punish them for their insolence, and leave them as a reminder to the other villages that should he return, they had best do as he commands." Zangef coughed up blood "who is HE?" Kraven asked. "he named himself as *the cruel wizard Wrath-a-mon*. and then he called upon great magic and turned them to living stone. they still live and can see and hear, but they are trapped for eternity." Zangef coughed again. Kraven walked to his side placing a hand over his heart "rest Zangef you have done enough, i vow that i will not rest till i destroy Wrath-a-mon and undo the spell of living stone that he cast upon my family!" "go then he came form the south, that is where you'll find him." Zangef said weekly. "i will avenge this!" Zangef smiles a defiant smile, his head drops and he dies. Kraven walks slowly over to his family, he speaks to them for some time telling them of the sword he found and how we would undo the spell. he says good buy to them not knowing if he will ever see them "alive" again. all he knows is that he must journey south.
goal: to defeat the cruel wizard Wrathamon (pronunciation Wrath-a-mon) and undo the spell of living stone that he cast upon my family.
side characters:
Vala and Laurana; two Drow women that i saved from being killed by their evil kin when their house was destroyed. they decided to follow me and lend aid to repay my saving them and wanted to follow in the footsteps of their hero who also left the underdark and learned to live on the surface world.
Alice; a chain that i met when i fell to the abyss. we made a contract so that we both could escape the abyss, but i still dont know what this entails. she lost her memories about 5 years ago. she hopes to regain her memories
Grimsleeper 
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