Meh. I'm bored. So I think I'll do a bit of backstory on one of my more favored characters, name of Tolaris. Enjoy, as I plan to go through with this one.
<div style="text-align:center">Stage 1-Denial</div>
This wasn't happening. Couldn't be happening.
Shira couldn't be dying.
I wouldn't believe it. She wasn't even twelve yet. And we couldn't even afford for a good white mage to come and help.
I had to do something. I had to do something to help her, dammit. Mom and Dad were dead. Had been for a while. Dad left me only this damn beret that could change into a weapon. While it had saved me sometimes, it was no help now.
I had to come up with a plan. I couldn't cure her disease myself...I didn't know how. And I doubt I could figure it out very quickly. A white mage could, but we had no money.
Money.
I had to get a lot of money. Very quickly. That's going to be difficult, but I have to do it. Necessity could do quite a few things that regular people don't think of.
I had to save Shira, and I would be damned if I could to do so. <p>
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Your eyes allow you to look out to the world, but they also allow the world to look into you.
</span></p>Edited by: [url=http://pub30.ezboard.com/brpgww60462.showUserPublicProfile?gid=dragonsage007>Dragon] at: 6/10/03 12:35 am