EndGame

[DoS Archive]

Date: 9/8/97 2:21 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: GreyEagIe

The massive figure of a winged man soars over the outer valleys and plains surrounding the majestic City of Duels and alights on an outcropping of rock jutting out of a mountainous hillside over looking the city. Already he knows its name as glimmering yellow eyes survey it, and he rolls it over his tongue several times, quietly to himself, studying it carefully from a distance. Here, he knows, the trail ends, the trail he's followed for many long months. Here lies the beginning of the end, and he feels
a something akin to elation, although its an emotion he is unfamiliar with. Here waits the sorcorer upon whom he owes so much pain. Here. He suddenly shifts, and the large wings begin to fold in upon themselves as the figure himself seems to shrink, until what stands on the rocks is a grey eyed man, clad in black leather armor with a large broadbladed two handed sword strapped across his back. He looks momentarily to the sky and, with a quiet nod to apparently nothing, begins his descent into RhyDin.