I make this crap up as I go. I don't even know how. But I do.
This story is dedicated to the bored gamers out there. Because when you just can't bring yourself to play and you come to read, read this and think of your fellow gamers. Enjoy diablo fans.
(Expansion, I guess)
Eliza made her way from the Rogue Encampment where she had been sleeping for the last five hours. She didn't generally sleep that long, but she had spent the last two days awake looking for the Underground Passage.
Eliza was a tall Amazonian woman who came across the title of Rogue. She had dark red hair that was pulled up into a tight bun, that was, most of the time, covered in a bone helm. She wore the best armor she could get this side of the Pandemonium Fortress. Her level was a low seventeen, but she was able to make a trip with some followers who were on their way up there. Ever since, she had been doing some cleansing of the Camp for Akara. She knew they needed much help still. And she preferred the easy targets.
Eliza had made friends, at an early level, with a woman who passed through the camp several times names Natalya. She was a high leveled Assassin who Eliza marveled over constantly. Her traps and her many skills helped Eliza when she needed it. But for now, She focused on some work in the Tamoe Highlands.
As Eliza walked on, she cam across many shaman. Slaying them, one by one, when she felt lightheaded, she took her potions, and then continued on her way.
Eliza was equipped with one of the best bows she had ever seen. It was nothing too special. Only one socket, in which nestled a small flawed diamond. She was always searching for something better, but she never could find it. So she continued on with what she had.
Hey R&R. This is turning out nicely, I think.