Tarlins

Seek a world perfect
No destruction or dismay
A world full of power
If you can find the way

Overthrow the rulers
Claim it if you can
He who would control them
Must be the strongest man

Cast your lot in anger
Hatred and despair
This world that is perfect
Soon will not be so fair

Is yours a human’s heart?
Are you sure that you know?
Well, in this world of battle
Your hate can only grow

You walk down a little used path that leads into the dark forest. Strange animals call out as well as creatures who were never intended to live here. That was all right. They adapted and soon all would be theirs. A tall, heavyset man walks toward you. You would be able to tell that he was an officer even if you hadn't seen the insignia of a Nightstar. "You should not be here. Where did you come from?" He eyes you critically, then nods. "It does not matter, I suppose. You are not an elf. Come, the barrack are this way." He leads you to a large, desolate-looking building, then turns and leaves you. Squaring your shoulders you enter. (Please read the info and rules first.)
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