This may be the last day of my mortal life as I know it. Shortly I will be taken from this life and given
a chance that one can only dream of. I was told nothing except I will be tested and if I should pass I
will become a wraith and live in a place call ed Mordor. To be honest I am scared; my mother used
to tell me storied about wraiths to scare me, but as I grew older I did not believe....until now. I do
not have long to write this but I wanted to document how I ended up here so I will always
remember...
I was one of those kids that loved to get in trouble. I was always stealing items ever since I could
remember. I first stared on pies and other assorted sweets because, well hell I was a kid. By the age
of 11 I was onto picking pockets and stealing kisse s from girls in the barns or other out of the way
places. Of course I got caught, but that never stopped me from the joys I got out of life. I never
really moved on to stealing much more because of my brother. My brother was learning the arcane
arts from the old magi in our city. He was a very fast learner and he always knew what I was up to. I
think he had a big eye follow me or something like that, how could he know what I was doing all the
time? Anyway I was very close to my brother and he watched out for me all the time.
When I turned twelve, my brother came home one day and said that he was going on a long journey
to find another teacher of the arcane arts. To say the least I was devastated, but I knew that he was
to smart and there was not much more the old magi could teach him. Anyway a week later he
departed in search of a new teacher and I spent all my time with my petty thefts.
Six years had passed since my brother left and my life was stagnate. My parents had another child
five years earlier and all their attention was devoted to him. I was getting bored of all the petty
thievery and there was not much left for me in this city . I decided it was time that I left home and
find my place in this world. As I sat upon a hill overlooking the city, I contemplated how to tell my
parents that I was going to leave...then there was FIRE!
Fire fell from the heavens incinerating everything it touched. Buildings were crushed and people were
burned as this fire fell. Stricken I could only stand there and watch the destruction of my home. I saw
people trying to flee only to be burned by strea ks of fire jetting from the heavens. In only minutes my
home was laid to waste. Hours must have passed as I stared at the carnage before me. Only when
the cool of night struck me did I stir from my dazed stare. I staggered slowly down the hill and
through the still smothering ruins of my city. I was then running towards where my home once stood
hoping, just hoping, that my family was alive. I entered my families house through the charred
remains of the door only to find three charred bodies huddled toget her in a corner. Emotion ran
through my veins as pain and anger welled up inside me. I ran outside an yelled at the heavens...yet
the heavens remained silent.
The next few years I wandered around stealing what I needed and hiring myself out as a mercenary.
I began to grow in my skills and soon became apt as an assassin. I was not the best there was but I
was growing in skill and I was known to finish what I st arted...no matter what. This last part you
could say was the turning point in my life.
I was approached by a man that said he had a job for me. Nothing was suspicious at the time but I
was surprised at the amount he was offering me. An alarm should have gone off at that point but hell
I was greedy. It was a simple stalk and assassinate job, nothing complicated. Well complicated it
was and it almost cost me my life. In retrospect I can see that I was set up to die in this deal. Maybe
I will pay that guy a visit when this is all over to show him how I really made out. Anyway, I
wandered the town for 3 days trying to find my mark with no luck. On the fourth night I found him
standing in an ally with his back towards me. Thinking this is way to easy I moved in for the kill.
When I moved right behind him I plunged my daggers into his back...uhh what back. He was gone.
Then there was a tap on my back and as I whirled around there stood my mark, clear as day, right in
front of me. Recovering I threw my dagger for his chest….uhh what chest. What the hell was going
on here! Spinning around I saw an empty alleyway with a confused assassin with only one dagger in
hand. I quickly uncovered another dagger and was about to leave the alleyway when there was a
bright flash and I was standing in a candle lit room with my mark standing right before me. I tried to
lung but found my body would not respond. This is not good. The cloaked figure
floated…FLOATED? Over to me and looked me in the eyes. I could not see beneath its hooded
cloak but I knew I was lucky that I couldn’t. Slowly a hollow rumble emerged from its throat and
grew louder and louder. One of its hands came up to its hood and removed it. Standing
before me was my brother Maverick.
So here I am now about to become a wraith, one of the most deadly creatures this world has ever
seen. When I was given the offer I thought about refusing it but then I was visited by what Maverick
called Sauron. He said to me, “I know of your pain…and I know of your desire to bring pain unto
the gods that so callously destroyed you family and home. I am offering you a way to get revenge.
Bring pain to the gods by killing their subjects…this is what I offer you”. Those words bore into me
and my blood began to boil. This starts my future of bringing pain to the gods by killing their
subjects. With each death I know I will hear the screams from the god that just lost a bit of itself.
Maybe someday I will be able to kill a god by killing the last of its believers.
Well that was all ancient history. I have great memories of those years and bonded (not bondage joker...
I know what your thinking dammit)with a lot of people. Now I self exiled myself into the world I had tried
to kill. I walk amoung those that I fought with bitterly...and also those who do not know what Sandman used
to be. What will become of me? I do not know and will not know unless Pirahna codes a Seer skill into the mud.
(I would bet DC++ will be up before that though)