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The Tales of Rarl
My name is Rarl. I am older than the dreams of man.
I have seen all things of this earth. I live in the swirl and kiss of the great mists,
above the highest mountains; Beyond all mankind.
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Just as it seemed it could get no worse, guess what. It did. In the valley a strange, ghastly character from the evil mists came wandering by. His name was ‘Bogrot’, a terrible dark wizard banished but now somehow free. He had always been trouble and now he was determined to seek his revenge on all the good creatures of the earth.
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The lightning bolt struck Bogrot’s wand from his hand, shattering it like ice into a million tiny pieces. The second bolt smacked into Bogrot with the force of a giant hammer and he was lifted right out of the valley and disappeared in a ball of sooty smoke.
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