The Chronicles of Arcane Order Fall
Druke?s death was ironic, as deaths so often are. Drunk, he stumbled out of the tavern and made his way to the edge of a cliff. Thinking it was a pond he bent over to drink from it, but lost his balance and fell, getting his foot caught. Thus begun the demise of the great order of mages.
As if a curse was placed over the order, a second death soon followed. Karakth the Brown has bet that he couldn?t talk a tree to death, and the tree was so disgusted with the stupidity of it that it fell on him.
Distraught by the two deaths, Snowwolf started blaming himself for not being there on time to save the other councilors. He eventually went crazy, and has spent the rest of his days chained in a safe location where he could not hurt himself or those around him.
Malentor? let?s not go there.
The tower could not be saved; chaos ruled what remained of the once great and prosperous order. The last of the councilors remaining was Windwalker. After getting a small fortune from selling most of the apprentices into slavery, he opened a brothel, and lived quite happily ever after.
