| Berig | Created on Wednesday, 30 August 2006 15:22 |
| EquaLLEN |
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It was a cold winter morn in Yuri 56 when I entered this world, for most this would mark a joyful occasion, but for my family it marked the day my mother passed on to the other realm. Like a Phoenix from the ashes of my mother I arose to take her place in the world. As the sole women of my family the household responsibilities fell upon my shoulders. I soon learned that to succeed in life I needed to understand more then just how to prepare a fresh kill that my father brought home and how to keep a house clean and orderly. It was around this time that a stranger came to the town, an old sage if you will. Claiming to be a fellow DeCaro resident he was welcomed warmly back to a town that he so long ago called home. With his return he brought great knowledge of lands unknown to the residents of the homely mining town of Decaro. He told stories of battles and wars waged upon the flippant nature of rulers, he preached the ways of old,, of honor and of pride, and above all else he brought with him a since of security, for with his return he brought great knowledge of war tactics and maneuvers. From this sage I hoped to learn the things in life that I had so far been drastically lacking, I asked the Great DrPepperMage to train me in the ways that he him self fallowed. Upon my request DrPepperMage agreed quickly even offering to set up classes for the children of the village while the adults mined in the fields. So from that day forth we the children of the village became its protectors. We the youth of our nation created an elite group, known as simple Team rocket. However with perfection comes rumors and with rumors come people attempting to challenge perfection. So when bandits came to our mining fields demanding the riches that our parents had worked to the bone to get, it came as no surprise to our elite group. We assembled on a hearing a quick succession of whistles sung in a very high pitch manner by none other then our leader DrPepperMage. It has been many of Yuris since the bandits invaded our beautiful villiage and the youth of our village battled them off. Our small town though now only known for its superior loads of ore will forever go down in history as the place where a movement was born. We are the protectors of the weak the defenders of evil we are the DeCaro family. EquaLLEN DeCaro, Loving mother of Biofo, and Teacher of the DeCaro ways. |
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