The Templars had retreated to Tian Monastery.  With guidance from a Panderan named Ordnu and the support of close friends in the guild, Vendon was able to carry his own weight from Binan Village.

The trials were intense.  It was no single Sha that haunted the rogue... Three forces were at conflict in his mind and body at the time.  Despair, Anger, and Fear.  This may have been a blessing in disguise.  The three monsters were at opposition and would hinder each others influence.  A…

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"Jade Forest" is what the soliders called it.  This was the rogues stop.  For the brief time Vendon was on board the new Alliance airship, it was hiding that was the challenge.  Getting on board was easy.  The captain would take anyone who could hold a blade.  Getting off would prove a tad more difficult.

Vendon was in a daze of sickness and hate.  Something was weakening him, but to stop now would mean failing his fallen friends in the Templars.  "Time to take inventory," the rogue… Continue

((This post takes place after the first attack on Theramore and during the fight just before the bomb fell.  It will transition to after the bomb fell briefly.  For the sake of the reader, translated languages will be in <>.))

Vendon was exhausted.  For two days he was working endlessly on recon, delivering reports and assisting at Theramore in any way he could.  The fighting was savage.  Horde soliders spilled from the swamp in waves of steel and fire.  The fighting was…

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• The guards were shouting as Vendon landed in Theramore. A recent wedding had taken the rogue away from his home, but it seems the war did not place itself on hold. Heading home, Vendon spotted a pair of druids, Templars both, and after a short conversation found out the reason for the activity. The horde were coming.

Vendon's blood ran cold. It had been quite some time since his last hostile encounter with the horde, and he had little time to prepare. First order of buisness, save…

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