[RPG] [SEI][Toren] Fianl Days

[Derek Bizier]

Sitting in the bar across the street from the harbor Lord Necroid 
ordered his second mead.

Many never realized that he was a lonely man who looked forward to 
leading a successful life as a true zealot of Tor.  A second drink would 
be all he needed to set him completely sideways.  The Frolancers were 
never big drinkers, and were often made fun of for this folly.  However, 
today would be the day that Necroid would stumble out to the inn and 
sleep for one last night while waiting for the ship to arrive up the 
river from the land of Dwilight.

His honour lost, head sunken in shame for the great land that he would 
be leaving due to the increasing water that was taking over the land.

Neralle, his home, had been covered in water already.  The vast forests 
that had slowly been consumed by the oceans disappeared only days ago 
from the report he received from his scribe Johnson.

Only time would see where Tor would lead him in his journey across the 
seas to the new land.  He could only hope that Johnson would secure his 
position on the first boat to the new world.

(OOC: my first time posting here. Let me know what you think.)