First of all, I would like to thank Moat (Daeroth Dragonlight) and KnockoutSloth (Marquis and Flosi The Mighty Bear) for participating in my RPG, which is now a story, so, I didn't make the characters and their moves, they were all made by these peaple in a normal RPG I created.
Thank you guys!
I would appreciate some comments.
DAEROTH DRAGONLIGHTâS STORY
Daeroth was inside the bar, resting in a wall. Daeroth, 25 years old, is tall, his hair is dark brown, dark eyes of the same color, muscular and tanned, incredibly thin and, he has a thin scar running across from the temple to the jaw. He went out of the bar, for the noise was loud, and met a woman.
"Hello there! Why is that scar on your face?â She says softly âHowever, the King ordered an inmediate evacuation" Before a Word comes out of his mouth, she goes inside the bar. Daeroth follows her.
âHey! Why are we evacuating?â he asks.
"Hi there! Again. Vikings are coming! the scouts didn't return, well, they returned, but not alive. Do you want to fight? You resemble the great men ages ago."
"Umm...thanks. But if the king ordered an evacuation, shouldn't we evacuate?"
"Well, he ordered the ones who couldn't fight away, for you men it's optional, but yes, you don't want to be taken by these peaple. I wouldn't like this peaple to take more prisoners."
She goes away, as the wind, lights a torch, and starts guiding peaple away. Then she goes up a mountain. She stares away. The men start going off with their carriages and barrels and food. They head to a castle.
Daeroth follows everyone into the castle.
âThis way, this way!â some Guards say as peaple pass by. The Castle is big, strong as rock and has large, dark corridors across the mountain resides it, acting as the rear wall.
âCan I have something to fight with?" Daeroth asks the guards.
"Are you willing to fight," one asks "Before just going on asking for things?" Is their answer.
"Yeah, I'm willing to fight."
"Well, I only have my own sword. Go to the forge to see if there's anything."
Daeroth follows a corridor, and finally reaches a dark wooden door .
He is terrified by whatâs happening in the inside. A man, armed with a knife, is killing a guard. He grabs the nearest weapon, a short sword.
"What's going on?" Says he.
No answer comes to his ears. Then, alter one of those men kills the other, he turns around, facing Daeroth, and his face was a Norman face. He is a Viking! He charges towards he and he starts attacking him very fastly.
âHelp, Help!â Shouts Daeroth. For some time, he battles the Viking, fiercely, and finally, he hears metal throught the door. Some guards advance inside. The Viking then threw his knife at Daeroth, and his leg was pierced. He fell, and blacked out.
He wakes up in the medic.
"He sticked his knife on your leg" He says "It's not infected, luckily.â¨That Viking jumped throught the window and killed himself."
Daeroth then took a bandage, and wrapped it in his leg, covered in blood. He saw throught a window, and fire was seen at ten miles south. He went throught the stairs, quite painfully, and reached the stables. He goes down, and sees a white, strong horse, standing proudly in the stable.
His name's Nightingale. He has experience in battle. You can take him-His owner died- so yeah, take him. Here you go" Says a guard in the stable, handing him a saddle, and some Horse chain-mail armor. He rode the horse, Nightingale, towards the fire, that could be seen, and reached it. A town, mighty some years ago, stands there in ruin, burning. He searches for any survivors. He finds a young kid of a year in this world, and asks him what happened.
"We... twere dunin nd they attacked...attacked..." He says, in the voice only babies can use.
"Who attacked?" Says Daeroth
"Da guys with worms in their helmet"
"Hmm...alright, here, come with me. Do you have any friends or family around?"
"They are sleeping. They aret usng brankets. Everyone sleep...slee...sleeping"
"It's OK. Do you like riding horsies?"
"Hodsie? Yuck! Gwen I first raided a hodsie He thowed me dawn"
"Well this horse is nice; I promise. And I'll make sure you don't fall."
Daeroth mounted the horse, grabbing the kid strongly so that heâs sure he wonât fall.
"Alldighd"
Daeroth and the kid rode fast the ten miles towards the castle. He reported the town destruction to his superiors.
"We don't believe you" They said to him.
Daeroth walked away, going to buy some food to the kid. He gets some food given by guards and the kid just sees it, but doesn't eat
"This look nasty" He says.
"Aren't you hungry?"
"Dea but that foog looks nasty"
"Well, what food do you like, then?"
"Mommy's food" The kid says enthusiastically.
"Your mom's dead." Daeroth says.
"No. Mommy ith sleeping" The kid is a fool.
"Yeah...she's sleeping. She's just so tired that she had to go up to the clouds to sleep."
"Oh, alldigh. I want yummy food! Not these thing!"
Daeroth went away, searching for âyummyâ food for the kid, wondering how to get rid of him. Daeroth finds some bread and takes it to the kid, who likes it. Daeroth hatches a plan: he decides to put the kid in the castle,alone, and tell him to beg for money. Then I'll watch.â¨Anyone who's nice enough to give him money, I'll go up and talk to about getting the kid. Finally, a woman takes the kid.
MARQUIS a.k.a. FLOSI THE MIGHTY BEARâS STORY
Marquis, who is very short, athletic, also has a state of mind is: Help others before you help yourself, even if you are poor. He is Only 13. He has short, stalky, blonde hair that is medium lengthed. He always wears an old beanie that was given to him by his grandma.
He doesnât know the future that awaits him. He walks in the street, and he sees a woman talking to a tall man. He follows her into a bar, and he sees she's saying something about an evacuation.
"What evacuation? What's going on?" He asks the lady.
"Who are you? However, Vikings are coming!" She says hurriedly.â¨I don't think you can join the battle station. But if you want, here's a little something" She gives Marquis a small knife "It isn't very good, but, you must agree it's better than nothing. As he leaves, a tall man approaches her. Marquis gets a piece of meat, and alter he eats it, everyone starts to evacuate. He follows the owner of the bar towards the road.
"Hello. Want to go with me?" he says, then he shows Marquis a spare horse. Marquis accepts, and he rides the spare horse with the bar owner.
"Isn't this life!" He says.
Marquis rides towards and reaches a tall castle. He goes in. Marquis and the bar owner enter the castle.
"Hello there. Are you willing to fight? You are in good shape for that." A guard says.â¨Some old peaple are getting food at a bar. "Well, let's settle here" The guy who gave you a ride says. "My name's Homes, call me Homie or bigH, that's how they call me" He starts unpacking things and forms a small tent. "Here we go".
He enters the tent. Homes starts cleaning the tent, and takes some drink to Marquis.
"It's delicious" He says.
He takes a sip from his, and both hear screams calling
"Help, Help! Vikings broke in!"
Marquis, instead of helping, goes out to try to join the Vikings. They take him to a chamber.
"Prove you have good intentions, and that you aren't a spy." One, tall and strong, says.
âDo you really think a thirteen year old teenager is a spy? I have heard folk lore about the life of Vikings, singing sea shanties etc. I wish to join youâ Marquis answers.
"We can't trust someone by his age. Allright, you can join us. But you must be the Captain's servant."
"I understand your hesitance, I agree to these terms, but I will advance through the ranks just you see!"
"Yeah, right!" He says mockingly.
Marquis goes towards the Captainâs hut. He finds the captain sitting, comfortably being fed by other 20 servants about the age of Marquis.
"You'll be the cook. What's your name?" He asks.
âFlosi The Might Bearâ He says, changing his name.
Flosi continues his duty.
"Flosi, cook me a stork!" The captain shouts.
Flosi grabs the fattest stork and he starts cooking it. He takes the finished stork to the captainâs room and he gives it to a servant. They start feeding the captain with Flosiâs stork.
"Call to arms, call to arms!" The captain suddenly says. He starts handing weapons to the servants. "You will fight! Let's assault the castle!"
He hands Flosi a chain mail haulberk,typical of vikings, an iron helmet, with the two big horns Flosi had heard of, and a 2-handed axe.They give him a bottle of water and some food.
They start the charge, hundreds of Vikings pour out of the camp, all in bright, shining armor, shouting wild insults at the air, shouting a lot, and the castle is in reach... untill... from the castle shoot bows, and arrows fly to the air, with wistles of death and killing, piercing his friends' skulls, raping, muerdering, and then giant bombs are hewn from catapults and they devastate, blowing up wildly on the army, hitting the siege towers. However, the devilry thrown by the defenders isn't enough to damage the army enough. Tens of ladders claw the walls, vikings climbing them at an unnormal speed. Flosi start climbing one, but the defenders throw it back, and heâs about to fall! He jumps out of the ladder at the last second, and luckily, saves his life. But that cost him. His right leg started bleeding. Flosi, despites the pain, continues and the blood finally stops from going all around. He checks his wound and it's not very bad as it could've been if the ladder fell on him. Some vikings ram the door down and start charging into the castle. Deadly darts, one again, pierce the sky, and one falls on his fellow companion alongside him.â¨
"Tell my mother I'm waiting for her in Valhalla... Warriors... that fall always get a...a...a..."And he passes away. He continues, with a silent prayer to Odin in his lips, but arrows pierce the air once again.
A ladder punches the air strongly, falling about Flosi, but he dives away, and he continues running. Arrows of death wistle towards him, one hits the back person in the eye.â¨He sees a shield one yard away from him. One flies just beneath Flosi. He sees a Shield a yard away. He gets the shield. Five arrows strike the shield, but whoever made it, made it very strong. Flosi got out of his cover and sees several soldiers approaching him with swords. With his axe, Flosi chops one's head, then he is punched in the head and someone's about to cleave him, but when heâs about to be killed, a shield lands in his throat, thrown by one viking.â¨
"We need someone like you. There are no servants like you" One says, and he see it's his master. Flosi approaches the door, and soldiers surprise him. He is are thrown at the wall behind him and he falls from some stairs. He lands in the middle of the battle, and He gets up, and you see something hit His leg, and it's bleeding wildly. He goes towards a corpse with leather Armor, and gets some leather of it, and covers his wound. He continues fighting, ravaging any enemy near.
