about frosty

[frostfox]

i grew up in neriack, but never fit in as a young person
my parents were not happy about me choosing to be a cleric, they had their blue hearts set on me being a shadow knight
even thought publicaly i served innoruk in my heart and sereatly i choose to think and meditate on the gods of goodness that are throughout norrath. i choose a new name for myself . instead of dvinn ( my family's last name ) i choose gaishain and pledged myself to healing instead of hatred.
i started to roam norrath looking for anyone that would accept me i became friends with a wood elven family after i healed a female named quinaveere she was a warrior and was so shocked that a blue skin would help her that she decided to take me in she lived with her cousin a druid wood elf . they had taken up residence in a huge city where many different types of people had come to live quinaveere was the leader of an organization called the circle of prophets . these people became my new family after a few years i was made the leader of circle of prophets i strive to make my family proud

[healnrezz]

Hey, that's a great story! Listen to this:

Healnrezz was born many years ago to Gnomish wizard and a Barbarian Shaman who left him in Felwithe when he was just 2 months old. He was found by a paladin guard and taken to the St. Yeolarn orphanage in the bad part of North Felwithe. It was tough for him growing up, the caretakers only let him have Iceclad Cream Sundaes, every OTHER night, and the only entertainment was the weekly clockwork radio program "Faydwer's Most Wanted" live out of Ak'Anon. But he managed through the years and grew into maturity. For a while he didn't know what he wanted to become. A wizard? No, they die too much. A paladin? No, too sweaty. An enchanter? No, that's for sissies. So he lounged around the orphanage in his underwear eating Batwing Crunchies (TM) all day, until one rainy Tuesday afternoon he was struck in the back of the head by a forging hammer. He awoke several hours later in the Church of Tunare, a tall High Elf was staring down on him.
"Get up, Heal, and give me your guild note."
"Wha? How did I get here?"
"That doesn't matter, hand me the note"
Heal handed note to the priest.
"Ah, welcome to the Clerics of Tunare, Healnrezz. My name is Yeolarn Bronzeleaf, I am the leader of all those who worship our wonderful Mother. Here is our guild tunic, so that others may see whom you serve. Wear it with pride. When you are ready I may have a small TASK for you"
"Hey this shirt stinks, do you by chance have a newer one?"
Many seconds go by with no response.
"Hello?"
Yeolarn seems to have slipped into a trance.
"Huh, well whatever, I wonder what that task was that he was talking about"
"Excellent, young Healnrezz, I'm glad you accepted. I need you to go out and collect for me four bone chips from the decaying skeletons that roam the forest. Evil necromancers animate them and abandon them here creating quite a nuisance for the people of our fair city. Bring those to me and I may have a reward for you."
"What the...?"
So Heal went out into the city to find the orphanage, planning on abandoning his career as a cleric. But there was a sign on the door saying that they had relocated to the Plane of Knowledge...
Since, as far as he knew, no such place existed, he decided to go out to the forest to find those skeletons. But as soon as he set foot into the forest, an eccentric monk dropped from high in a tree, and doing a triple flip, quadruple spin in the air landed on his hands and did two handsprings before running into Heal.
"You stupid, pointy-eared, orc flatulent! You ruined my dismount!"
"I'm sorry I was in your way, but why would you jump out of a tree?"
"Don't you know who I am!"
Heal shrugged.
"I'm am Crayzee Psicho, the single greatest acrobat in all of Norrath. I can jump from any tree or building in the world without sustaining so much as a scratch!"
"Pfft, no way, I bet you couldn't jump from the top of The Hole and live."
"Hah! I'll show you! But let's make it quick, I have to be at a wedding in Butcherblock in 2 hours."
So after receiving a teleport to Toxxulia forest from a wizard nearby, they made there way to the top of The Hole, outside Paineel.
"Prepare to be amazed, fool!"
"Good luck"
Heal said grinning.
"And nice knowin ya."
He murmured as the monk readied himself.
On the count of three, the monk started running from the wall to the precipice and with a burst of energy he leaped off the edge.
Heal leaned over and watched Crayzee fall to the bottom. The monk faded out of sight before hitting ground.
"Haha, I've done it!"
Shouted a voice from deep below.
"Well I'll be, he did it."
"What in Quellious's name is an Animated Construct...?"
The voice came again, followed by a brief silence.
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
"Oh the pain!
"Who could have known The Hole would be inhabited with such terrible monsters. Oh why!"
Heal cringed as the voice faded away.
Trying to suppress the memory of the ill-fated monks terrible screams, Heal walked to the Nexus Spires to go to Luclin and then back to the Faydark.
Upon returning home he decided that he should probably tell the wedding party of their friend's fate. And so he made out for the shore of Faydwer in the Butcherblock Mountains. When he arrived, he found a couple of Wood Elves on the shore along with a Troll shaman, two more elven druids and a Vah Shir Beastlord, among others. He couldn't bring himself to tell them such terrible news before the wedding, so he waited until after.
"Misses Heartsong, I regret to inform you that your friend, umm, Curly Zygote has been taken from this world by demons unknown. The Ashen Order sends their condolences."
"You mean Crayzee! Oh no, this is terrible news! And on my wedding day of all days."
The bride said, beginning to cry.
"I remember when he was just twenty levels old, and we met him passing through Highpass Hold."
"Yeah, terrible stuff really. Is that cake free?"
"Uh huh, *sob*"
"And beer! Woohoo!"
Heal woke up the next morning, hungover, in an inn in Kelethin, with two Gnomish Firecrackers in his pocket and a guild membership letter pasted to his forehead. It read:
"Circle of Prophets
Welcome hun 8)"

And that's how I joined the guild.

[frostfox]

heal this is the best thing so funny lol i loved it . you gotta write more of your adventures. 8) oh by the way originaly that note was on the pillow not pasted to your head. lol but you know ... oh oh that reminds me cop hasn't throw a good party in a while lol i wonder if the arena is free sometime in the near future lol
8)