Zakath.
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Fedaykin Vargoto Everyone

This is a piece of the diary recently found on the decaying body of Zakath.

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Dear Diary,


Oh how I do miss that lovely Threap, the boy toy, and his buddy Gaar.

I miss the nights we used to have in the stockrooms and temples, Now I am stuck with Zamphere is our guildhouse.


I wish I had some fighting ability so I didn't have to make excuses about people

\"Magicly\" disappearing, when I know they didn

't


This will be my last journal entry, Dunccan is comming for me now, I think I will just let him kill me, why bother defending myself, ill just die anyway.


I hope someone will pass this along to Plaman, my life long partner.



End of Entry




You see, all of you, how weak you are? The only reason I posted this here is because the ghost of Zakath seemed to want to post. I am just relaying the information, this is in no way a response to the pitiful post before this.


Written by my hand on the 16th of Paglost, in the year 1155.