I've been accused of being worthless, and having no role or items, I'm starting to feel a little that way myself. I'm stuck here in a prison, in hell itself, with these people who have these amazing abilities, and I've got nothing. I've decided to join in battle. This will give my team some extraordinary powers, and my death might be worthwhile. I hope that someone makes it out of this hell alive, for then I know I've been of some help.

It's funny that Mal and Czair seem to be incapable of thinking that someone would just sacrifice themselves for the group.

Of course, that which is not dead can eternal lie, and after strange aeons even death may die.

And yes, It seems I have died. Just about when this games was getting interesting, me finally having something to do and having helped the group out. Well, it was fun. I bid you adieu!