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Revision as of 21:14, 8 January 2025
Prologue
Dargem: It just so happens sometimes: you know full well you are being played, and yet... you enjoy the process. My encounter with the enigmatic employer was both depressing and uplifting. I knew right away that this gorgeous woman was completely insane—no one in their right mind would create this much of a stir around one silly artifact, whatever powers it was supposed to hold. And still, I ended up in a great mood, stemming from the same root: surely this Horn of the Abyss could turn a great profit. The rest should be small challenge: find it... and address the delicate issue of rights to the find.
Epilogue
Dargem: My mother, whose face I have long forgotten, gave me life in the bowels of Nighonian caves and weaved spells over my cradle, yearning to imbue me with the power of the earth element... but I did not accept a lot someone else had cast for me. My whole life is a battle with the predestined, an endless game I play with fate for the highest stakes. And yet, every time I feel I hold the future in my hands, the best hand is dealt to anyone but me! I know I killed him! My magic squall ripped his reeking skeleton to bits, and my heels trampled the remains into the ground! Why, why does the dead man get to have the last laugh?!