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Hello all. I received an e-mail the other day from someone that wanted to know how the story ends, so I figured I'd go ahead and write an ending to my crusade on Tallon Zek. I had a blast hanging out with you all and being a part of your weird little world, and I wish you all good luck.

So, here's the final chapter…

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Greetings friends! Much has transpired since the last time I spoke with you! Where should I begin? Well, I'll start awhile back, in the frozen wasteland of the Great Divide. I was wandering around making chit-chat with local citizens one day, when suddenly I heard a young barbarian shouting that he was in need of a bind in the great city of Thurgadin.

I was very happy that I could help, as I myself have the power to bind our good citizens in need. I have always felt that those of us who can bind others have a duty to help out those who cannot when they are in need!



However, when I approached him for it I was shocked to find that he was a rogue! Everybody knows a rogue is nothing but a common THIEF! I was sickened that he was disgracing my sacred land and warned him to leave immediately. Just as I thought he was going to heed my warning he pulled a knife, which was more than enough provocation for me to dispatch the foul villain.



However, this event was apparently not over! I soon received a voice from the grave! It was none other than Cianyde himself!















He finally calmed down and asked me to drag his corpse to a cleric for a revive. He then gave me consent and I was more than happy to take his corpse to a safe place where we could undo the hideous and unnecessary violence that had taken place.





While we were awaiting Cianyde's corpse run, I took a brief stroll through the Great Divide and came upon a famous sister of Tunare. Why it was Madeline herself! She informed me that Tunare was happy with me, and gave me her blessing.



Once Cianyde's much-too-long corpse run was complete, I assumed that would be the end of our conflict, and he would simply leave. However, I was once again made a fool of! How could I forget the true nature of a rogue?!





I began to make my way back to my home cave, but was astounded to encounter one of Norrath's most evil criminals. It was Taliaris! The scourge of Tunare and bane of my existence! I acted bravely, and few questioned that my courage was unprecedented in the entire history of Norrath.















It was then that I realized that I had not been keeping a close enough eye on this zone. Why, it seemed pkers felt they could openly wander about and slander the names of good citizens without any recourse for their actions! I went right to work to stop the insanity!





















One pker chose to mark the similarities between Steelskin and Rune III.









However, my friends, my journey on the face of Norrath was soon to come to an end. I had restored peace to the once chaotic area, and realized that it was time to go home and sleep.

After a long, hard day, I sat down to rest in the Tizmak cave. I was feeling wearier than usual, when suddenly a vision of beauty appeared before me! It was holy Tunare herself! I jumped to attention and knelt before her. I was overcome by her beauty and could not resist my need to profess my love to her!

I proposed that she take my hand in marriage, and vowed that I would do whatever it took to make her happy! She pondered for a minute, and with a wave of her hand I was magically whisked away to her home in the Plane of Growth! We made love for what seemed like countless minutes, then we were married and I swore to her that I would always be faithful! By accepting my marriage vows, however, I pledged to always stay near my elven hottie at her home. I'd say I did pretty good for a gnome with a very noticeable bald spot!

So, next time you are in the Plane of Growth please stop by and say hello. Our days are heavenly and our children are growing up to be even more wholesome and courageous than I am. Life is good!

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