With pen in hand, I write down ideas.
Narzia, one of few people I trust sugjested I start writing down my silly idea. She said it would be good for me to get these out of the way, make me feel better.
Piff, stupid Orc what can she understand about “feeling better?” I AM DEAD! I have been dead for the last few years. *sigh* Well, okay I guess that feels okay. Its nice to rant without having to lance someone with a spear, or bash their head in with an axe.
Today I think I shall explore the Blasted Lands, they say something is coming out of the Dark Portal. I want to see this.
Wulfen
