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  Zeid created on 12th of January 2008, and is currently 24 years old (158 hours played).

Title: the Warrior Lord
Gender: Male
Level: 46
Path: chaotic evil
Class: fire giant warrior

Background:

Zeid screamed in agony *whip* *crack* a small man whith white puffy hair and an icy chain whip screamed back "Damn the Gods Zeid, have you no soul!", Zeid felt sick to his stomache, he hated Gober with a passion. Zeid had been sold into slavery at the age of nine by his father who abducted him from Darkhavens misty streets. Zeids father was allways out to get some designer potion or pill that would cool him down, he was a large giant and had big heat in his heart. Zeids mother he could not remember. His thoughts travelled to being free, playing and exploring Darkhavens bakery and docks. *chain* *snap* "Work harder damnit! More ore!" yelled Gober spit flying from his mad face. Zeid scowled and he crushed harder pummeling the rock into particules. He took the pick and broke another piece from the walls of the cavern. dripping sounds, there was water some where close and Zeid beginning to die of thirst again. Gomer didnt notice, he stopped working.. *whip* *crack* "Zeid!" Gomer barked at him with anger. Zeids thirst scratched him again, and the master threw a cup of water at him, it spilled. "Go fill it up" said he, "Get something to drink...". Zeid allways hated being told what to do, he carefully picked the glass up while Gober chortled mischeviously knowing Zeids clumsy fists. He rounded the corner and Zeid could see light. a huge bug flew in coming strait toward Zeid, Zeid was afraid but knew what move worked best and crushed the insect into particules, like everyday work. The creatures wings floated to the ground slowy Zeid brought his face down to the water and gulped it up, and his blood cooled down, this was zeids chance, he could outpace his master using the fallen wings and regain his freedom. he turned his head, his master was looking at him, Zeid picked up the wings fast as he could *whip* *crack* "NO!" yelled Zied and the anger inside him boiled up, he whooped and blazing embers shot around the cave wounding Gomer who fell to the ground Zeid was unto him waisting no time he crushed Gomers head into particules. Zeid found himself in Timaran looking for some remedy that would cool him down, the heat within was unusually exhausting since he had the fight with Gober. Just remember, he would tell himself Gobers in hell, you free now, but Zeid grew angrier and angrier. he got tired of pummeling stray cats and large rats in Timarans streets and wanted to refine his skill, so Zeid made his way to the guild of warriors and begin his training.

Desc:

Tree trunk limbs on torso the size of a small home all clad in gigantic armor which is hot to the touch. Heat waves raise off the behemoth and no hair has grown off his large apelike head and face. Even his eyes seem dry red and bloodshot while perspiration causes a steam aura around him in freezing air. His voice is deep and very gutteral at first sound bearing resemblance to an animal or beast. Fizzling viens pump the boiling blood from his heart to his scarred muscles at a slow steady pace. These scars are numerous and seem to be lashes from some kind of metal segmented weapon.

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