A New Tribe
Mohan - September 30th, 2005
As he lay down to rest in the inn of the Crossroads, Mohan
reflected upon his new brothers and sisters.
He had finally found a group who despised the Alliance as much,
if not more, than he did. For what seems like an eternity, he had
been alone. Alone in his quest for vengeance. But not anymore...
Mohan the Grim. He liked the sound of it.
For the first time in as long as he could remember, Mohan fell
asleep with a smile on his face.