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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ender_wiggin" data-source="post: 2204260" data-attributes="member: 21629">Equipment is fine.Once approved, I'll modify the master character post, and choose spells.Background/Appearance/History:Ra Pharod was 92 years at the time. He could remember rather vividly – it was the arm that disturbed him the most. Some ungodly creature had been attached instead, and the combination made the young giant’s head spin and stomach turn. The fight had been brief; more words were tossed than spells.Vile words, the darkbond had said. Hissed, rather, in a most inhumane manner. A few moments later, Pharod was badly wounded, both arms bleeding from repeated fighting with the dark one’s minions. He knew it wasn’t a fight he could win, but rather than stand by the grove, he fled.He fled until his legs were stone and jelly at the same time; and then ran some more. There was terrible sensation in his chest; was he wounded there? He searched for an entry wound and couldn’t find one. Had it been a spell? Pharod realized later that the feeling was shame.Months later, his forest was defiled and Pharod didn’t know how to reclaim it, only that he must, or not only his life would have been a waste, but the culmulative lives within the forest would have been subjected to an evil of unfathomable darkness. It was not something Pharod could live with. Or die with. Reclaim it he must, but where to start? That was the real question.Balthazar found him in a most unkempt state, wandering the streets of Jerad drunk and feverish. His faen friend was most interested in Pharod’s tale; never had he seen him in such bad shape. Pharod’s dark hair had grown to unpresentable lengths and the loose clothing Pharod wore were now rags from use. He hadn’t washed in days. Weeks, maybe. He owned no home and shared no friends. As far as his belongings; what he could sell, he had long since sold. What was too sacred to sell, he had hidden in the trunk of a tree on the outskirts of town. He didn’t know whether it was still there, but he didn’t care much...</blockquote>

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