No one shall lay low Torgren the Hunter. My quest shall continue despite my 3rd demise, no one shall keep me below.
A Black Bear died due to my unique combat skills.
No one shall lay low Torgren the Hunter. How can mine transgressions leave me with my 4th death to carry me downward surprised in this destiny of fate? It is mine lack of aspiration.
Breath of life comes to Torgren the Hunter. This be a dark vision, for who knew that it would take mine 5th resuscitation to be entranced.
The Beauty of Lady Fluke
Her eyes can captivate you from across a room,
Her hair as golden as threads from a loom,
Her skin the color of rose petal milk,
And soft, too, like touching pure silk.
Her lips do beckon each night for a kiss,
Who knows to whom shall be that bliss,
For whomsoever shall bend their knee,
Lady Fluke would offer her services for free!.
Let it be known that I, Torgren, have attained Level 5 and as such have grown in both ability and endurance.
Torgren the Hunter is raised. I was amazed when for the 6th resurrection. Maybe it is part of bedtime story. With ambition in mind things must changeth.
Some refer to me as Torgren, the Darts Game master.