
From: Smelly Socks
        Stepping out from a base, young Smelly Socks breathes in the musty
smell of rotting bones and skulls. He spys a camp, a little of in the
distancce, and goes to investigate. Spying a smoldering fire, he peers closer
and realizes it is Dragon Lord, a new beginner that has made it to level 8 in
a matter of days. Smelly looks into Dragon Lord's camp, and notices the
Herculean that was stolen only 1 day ago! Grasping his Z-tempest, he aims it
at dragon lord's face. "Say your prayers, slime ball!" the hole goes directly
through Dragon Lord's skull. Dragon Lord, the foolish new recruit, had raised
only his strenght. His hit points were a measily 14. One blast had killed
this foolish warrior. Smelly moved in, carefully watching for any sight of
movement. He open's the dead recruits sack and notices a small thing neatly
tucked inside. Smelly reaches for it, not quite understanding the power of
this object. The Tri-Korder, AKA Oracle seeker. This peice of metal could
mean the diffrence from life and death.
        Smelly cleaned out Dragon Lord. Dragon Lord awoke, found himself with
1 small water crystal. He gasped, realizing that the infamous Smelly Socks
had won again. So discouraged was he, that he never, ever dared to enter the
wastelands again. Ever.
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