Post by Infenyte on Feb 26, 2008 12:13:21 GMT 1
This is a famous tale the parents tell their childeren all over Denaugh. It is probably just a fairytale as there is no physical evidence that Infenyte acctually came upon Cameanthul. However there are records that there was indeed a man named Denaugh, however he probably wasn't the strongest man in the world.
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Once upon a time in Cameanthul lived a man by the name of Denaugh. he was a rock of a man, wielding two giant flamberges in both of his hand with ease. Denaugh was known to be a powerull warrior, it was even said that he was the strongest of the entire world, he had faced a thousand of opponents and hadn't lossed once. He became famous for his strength, admired by nobles and commoners alike. However all this fame started to go to his head. He became selfish and greedy. He did whatever he did and grabbed whatever he wanted, none where able to oppose him and his might.
Denaugh became a feared warrior, anyone opposing his will would die by his hand. Not even an entire army worth of ten-thousand could stop him.
The people turned their hopes to the gods, praying they would stop this menacing warrior. When hearing this Denaugh laughed and whent to the temple of Infenyte. Arriving there he shouted to the gods.
"I am Denaugh, The Greatest warrior of all Cameanthul. No man can oppose me, so why do you think that a god can!" With that he readied his sword and decapitated the statue of Infenyte.
On that moment the sky roared, thunder and lightning where heard and seen and out of the the dark night, Infenyte came.
"I accept thy challenge" Infenyte had made himself mortal, so if he was to lose this battle he would die. Both opponents looked at eachother inspectingly before they charged,
It became a devastating battle. Blows struck right and left. Neither opponents showing any signs of holding back or giving up. The battle raged on for three whole days before finelly it ended and a victor came out. It was Infenyte. In his hands he holded the almost lifeless body of Denaugh.
He put him down on the ground and spoke to him. "You are the most powerfull person I have ever fought. Powerfull...but foolish. You choose to be consumed by your strength and did horrible things a warrior never should have done. A true warrior never surpresses the weak and would never use their skills and power to steal from the people. But most of all, a warrior will always respects an opponent, be that this opponent is powerfull or not, so I respect you fallen Denaugh."
With those words Denaugh closed his eyes and died.
Infenyte turned himself to the world and spoke, every ear hearing his words.
"Denaugh has fallen, however I cannot led such a strong person be forgotten. I will name my part of Cameanthul after this great warrior, Denaugh to preserve his name, but also to warn other powerfull warriors. To never be consumed by your own strength!" With that Infenyte returnend the realm of the gods, watching over the people of his lands:
Denaugh.
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Once upon a time in Cameanthul lived a man by the name of Denaugh. he was a rock of a man, wielding two giant flamberges in both of his hand with ease. Denaugh was known to be a powerull warrior, it was even said that he was the strongest of the entire world, he had faced a thousand of opponents and hadn't lossed once. He became famous for his strength, admired by nobles and commoners alike. However all this fame started to go to his head. He became selfish and greedy. He did whatever he did and grabbed whatever he wanted, none where able to oppose him and his might.
Denaugh became a feared warrior, anyone opposing his will would die by his hand. Not even an entire army worth of ten-thousand could stop him.
The people turned their hopes to the gods, praying they would stop this menacing warrior. When hearing this Denaugh laughed and whent to the temple of Infenyte. Arriving there he shouted to the gods.
"I am Denaugh, The Greatest warrior of all Cameanthul. No man can oppose me, so why do you think that a god can!" With that he readied his sword and decapitated the statue of Infenyte.
On that moment the sky roared, thunder and lightning where heard and seen and out of the the dark night, Infenyte came.
"I accept thy challenge" Infenyte had made himself mortal, so if he was to lose this battle he would die. Both opponents looked at eachother inspectingly before they charged,
It became a devastating battle. Blows struck right and left. Neither opponents showing any signs of holding back or giving up. The battle raged on for three whole days before finelly it ended and a victor came out. It was Infenyte. In his hands he holded the almost lifeless body of Denaugh.
He put him down on the ground and spoke to him. "You are the most powerfull person I have ever fought. Powerfull...but foolish. You choose to be consumed by your strength and did horrible things a warrior never should have done. A true warrior never surpresses the weak and would never use their skills and power to steal from the people. But most of all, a warrior will always respects an opponent, be that this opponent is powerfull or not, so I respect you fallen Denaugh."
With those words Denaugh closed his eyes and died.
Infenyte turned himself to the world and spoke, every ear hearing his words.
"Denaugh has fallen, however I cannot led such a strong person be forgotten. I will name my part of Cameanthul after this great warrior, Denaugh to preserve his name, but also to warn other powerfull warriors. To never be consumed by your own strength!" With that Infenyte returnend the realm of the gods, watching over the people of his lands:
Denaugh.
