My Friends. I echo through your dream for one reason. After a war with the trolls of Trellheim.. newly formed abominations the Stoneborn, Confronting Galanthian forces in the defense of Icenia, Besting again and again he forces of the goblin monstrosity of Iron Gob...Loken Vardik has fallen. His spirit has shattered. He is gone from us.
Loken and I had our first adventures together. He was ever a leader and voice o the common person. He sought justice and was resourceful beyond measure. I don't have the gifted tongue to express the loss to myself.. his people or the worlds he traveled. We are denied the great deeds he would have done.. thusly we need to remember those that he has already done. Its said when a spirit travels to the heroes graveyard that it can hear words spoken of it and it lights the way and warms their journey. I ask you. Please for him share those stories. Think the good strong thoughts of his fellowship and the next time your spell, blade or globe brings down the unjust. Do it for Loken.
Grim
Loken and I had our first adventures together. He was ever a leader and voice o the common person. He sought justice and was resourceful beyond measure. I don't have the gifted tongue to express the loss to myself.. his people or the worlds he traveled. We are denied the great deeds he would have done.. thusly we need to remember those that he has already done. Its said when a spirit travels to the heroes graveyard that it can hear words spoken of it and it lights the way and warms their journey. I ask you. Please for him share those stories. Think the good strong thoughts of his fellowship and the next time your spell, blade or globe brings down the unjust. Do it for Loken.
Grim
