Grallus is actually the name I often use in MMO video-games for any rogue-type character. I realized around level 45 (at the original level 60 cap) that Grallus was by far the worst rogue in the history of World of Warcraft… all servers… worldwide… When I raided MC at level 60 I was dead after every pull… hidden under the dogs…  the entire raid would hear the healers yelling in ventrilo about how they can’t find me to resurrect me…

You see I greatly excel at playing healers (and every-once-in-awhile tanks), but damn do I suck at playing melee DPS classes – which is odd because I am an old-school Dungeons & Dragons thief expert.

The stories below, in the form of episodic flash fiction, is a fully different Grallus altogether; one that I greatly enjoy writing, but one that does every-so-often possess slight hints of that poor lonely under-geared and under-skilled rogue dead after the first 10 seconds of every trash mob pull.

But trust me, there is much more to this story.