Foustus Enters the world
It has been a while since I updated my journal here but I have made my way around and into areas surrounding the orcish lands. Amazingly the horde has treated me as if I was any other person not really caring that I am undead. I have met many others of various races and all members of the horde have treated me relatively well. I have been doing more odd jobs for various beings while working my way across the world hunting harpies for their talons and bringing back trophy’s from various pest that harras the more desirable inhabitants of the land
came across a particularly nice warlock today named pookiekins an odd name for a warlock but they gave me a glyph, a powerful artifact, that would increase the stamina,of my voidwalker so he can do even more chaos muhaha
Foustus: On to to Undercity
after killing a few hundred of the unenlightened undead wandering about i realized i had grown even more in power so i sought out the local warlock to see if he could teach me anything new. He was so pleased with my progress so far that he forwarded me to the local head of our order of warlocks in undercity so that i may learn even more.
upon reaching the edge of the ruins of lorderon I was in awe of this fallen masterwork but i moved ahead in side and made my way to the region dedicated to the supernatural.
there i was told of a book once owned by one of our kind but now in the hands of the scarlet crusade. this book would eventualy teach me to summon a void walker a being of immense physical strength after slaughtering many of the crusaders and making my way into the tower near by i found the tome in a chest and rushed it away to the warlocks in undercity
after much studying i can now summon this void walker and cause much havoc.
Foustus on the Move to Brill
I made my way towards Brill after leaving the condemned town where i awakened i was attacked by gouls and skeletons of various kinds and natures who had lost all reason. sevaral times before i could make my way though this region of madness they seemed to come after me even the very beast of the land have been infected by this plague of insanity. Then i thought i had found some folks who could help me these humans who call them selves the scarlet crusade attacked me on sight. They acted as if my very presents would infect them and turn them into the living dead (wich by now i found was not that bad a state to be in). i fought and killed many of them and none imediatly rose from the dead so that showed me that the plague as it is is not spreading thought just regular or combative contact
being undead was not that bad really, in fact i had managed to finally successfully summon the imp to my side to aid in fighting my way along these paths.
I eventualy came upon a fellow by the gates into a much larger area who asked me to take a note to the innkeeper in brill since i was headed there any ways and he promised me a reward for doing so. win – win.
Several of the enlightened undead or the forsaken as they call them selves asked me to various favors and jobs along the way and i did many as i really didnt have much money to get started with just was ive gotten selling what i find on the remains of the unenlightened, the beast and the scarlet crusaders who i have encountered while traveling in the area.
I eventualy made my way to Brill
That blasted fiend had lied the inn keeper said there was no such reward for the delivery. not that it was a big deal i would have done it for free if asked but being lied to really raised my hackles so I took the treck back to him and I asked for the reward he promised and he attacked me the fool I had my imp attack him at once until he begged for forgiveness. well all he had was 30 copper. sigh oh well i headed back to Brill to do some more odd jobs to earn money to really get my self going in this world.
Death and Rebirth of Foustus
“Ah yes I have finally done it i have managed to summon a imp”
“muhaha”
“now the world is mine”
“muhaha”
“hey what are you doing ”
“I am your master”
*flames roar*
“oh Fu……”
*wakes up*
“well thought i was a gonner there”
*looks down at clothes*
“AHHH im Dead ok wait a second the dead cant talk”
“by the beards of all my ancestors im not dead im undead”
“blast it all”
As I exit the crypt the first thing i see is a “man” named Mordo.
he tells me if i want answers to speak with the shadow priest Savis.
as i walk down the path to the desecrated village i think that if i ever find out who put me in these horrid robes ill fry them alive or dead these things are falling right off me
well as i talk to savis i hear that basicly im to do as im told by the dark lady or some such being but im my own man or zombie what ever the heck i am now
ill go with the flow for now but if some thing more interesting comes along…. well we shall see i guess
Poem:Wicked Ways
Wicked Ways
We are the princes of the digital divide
we welcome the challenges of norms
since they expect and receive much less form
the stream we abide in
You fear us and know not what you fear
you claim we hurt you
When you did not even have a clue as to what
we do
you Jeer at out ways when you see out pasty
complexions yet you know we could if we
wanted to remove you from your digital
existence
Yet you call us the criminals when you limit
cage us with out trials
you limit our knowledge saying what we don’t
need to know
We will live and prosper on while you fall
Poem:Digital Insanity
Digital Insanity
In a world gone mad
In a time beyond sad
My soul is crushed by the Digital Insanity
It pounds on my brain as the main system gets strained
through my veins like a coffee IV
Hyping me up for this grand fall
We call life
As I crash wings begin to grow
And bash against the air
As I begin to change to breathe these waves of immorality
As I see with new eyes
This insanity moves me we are no longer human
The emf has flooded us
We the machine we are one we are the insanity
Live in out own Digital Insanity
William Henry LaSalle
Poem: The Darkness and The Light
The Darkness and The Light
When i look in to my soul
What do i see
I see the darkness that live within me
I hear its cries i feel its tears
I feel the darkness move where it should not be
I feel its claws scratching from in side of me
It wants to be free yet my will holds true
The light with in me battles this power with all its strength
Where it moves the darkness fades
No matter what they do neither gains or grows
This eternal battle wages to and fro
With in me with in you
With in every body that i know.
william lasalle
Poem: Fear and a Frozen Heart
Fear and a Frozen Heart
Time is moving on
Going on
Twisting in the moon like eye
Raging on burning on
Entering the wind
Beyond moving
Living though
Earning the stripes through the pain
Going and going on
Living though the torment
Burning on
Getting turned on then down again
Raging and burning on again
Entwined in night lost in fright
Totally frozen from with in
The icy heart won’t thaw
William Henry LaSalle
Poem:Strained
Strained
twisting in the wind
hearts never met
love wonders
among the strands
among the web
diamonds glitter
petals fall
metal grows warm at the touch
ropes are tied
knots are frayed
bound hearts beat
William Henry LaSalle
Poem: In War there Are no SuperHeroes
New Poem I’m working on its kind of an in progress
wrote this much after watching an episode of MASH
In War there are no super heroes
only those who’ve lived and lost
Fighting for their country
dieing for its sins
in war there are no super heroes
no super men to save the day
only Jim and Joe
trying to make their way
because in war there are no super heroes
only those who’ve lived and lost
