Thakria, city of Miracles

Forsworn Guilendto Everyone

Greetings Avalon, from the shadows of Thakria.

I first want to thank Aerian, Murdog, Necrophona, Belgarath, Zooka, Mystfade and others for helping me smash Lord Hyperion's statue in centre cass square.

It was a long fight and many of you, including myself died many times on my behalf, and i thank you all for your support.

Thakria is the city of Miracles. A place where those that take refuge in the shadows can thrive without fear of judgment and prosecution from their peers.

In response to Llue's bounty, Death is not the end, it's the beginning to a new life, for Thakrians understand and embrace death, for we all understand it's value.

Without destruction and death, there is no change, no new life. I am Thakrian I live by the sword, and that's how i shall die.

Thank you all.

Let the wheels of change, fate and fortune keep turning.

Foresworn Guilend, Wheel of Change.

Written and shown unedited exactly as rendered by text based game bulletin board on Avalon Online RPG and by my hand on the 19th of Paglost, in the year 1446.