Dorak - Eulogy

There were once people in a town that dreamt of dancing
Yet the streets were empty and the bards were silenced
For there were monsters and mischief to the south
The people prayed
And the answer to their prayers came not in the form of an angel
But in the form of a golem, made of flesh, driven by an indomitable will
A will to see the monsters put to death
Alas, he has fallen
He has taken the lives of many monsters and was feared and hated
It is up to us to see his legacy live on

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Dorak - Eulogy

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