Everyone makes these, so I decided to try my luck. Please comment on what you think.
I use the people I'm friends with in the story, as well as random people I find compliment the story. All characters are from AG and are represented by their armatar. I don't have a title yet. The first post will be the first chapter.
The four companions rushed to Rukia's defense, and fell ignorantly ten feet into the pit, which was blanketed by complete darkness. After a few moments, weak dusty rays of sunlight drifted in, revealing a large, hunched shape in the corner. Upon further exploration, the figure snorted and raised its head. It was a warthog, crimson and bulky. A pair of minute spectacles perched upon his snout, and he sniffed with distain as the group drew near. "Excuse me sirs and Madams! Cannot you see I am busy? Poetry doesnât write itself you know!" "My poetry does!" "Shut up Tibbers. May we ask your name?" Nurv inquired. "My name, if you please, is Waluigi. What pray tell is yours?" The group of compatriots went about introducing themselves, and went without incident until Tibbers tried to give the name of Commander, at which point Jeol admonished him sternly. "Most interesting titles indeed." Waluigi mused thoughtfully. "Now, Is there a manner of your arrival? I have much things to attend to." "Yes, in fact, we do." Nurv stated. "You see, we are searching for a certain city. We were told by a⦠source that you would know where to find it. Are you perchance a keeper of the maps?" "I once was, long ago. Now I practice writing, but I suppose I could direct you in the right direction. Why do you seek this place?" "We wish not to tell." Cowmaster interjected. "Very well. There are many cities in Endril, and more perhaps than I am familiar with. Can you be specific?" "Endril? What is Endril?" Rukia blurted out. "Why, that is this landâs namesake. Just as we converse on the shores of the Western Lake, we all preside in Endril. Anyways, can you describe this city?" While all were dumbfounded by the knowledge that this land not only had a name, but was otherwise heavily inhabited, Nurv managed to recover long enough to reply quite stupidly; "A land of much riches?" "Ah, that would be Armor City." Sloth said quietly. "Itâs a very dangerous journey there. But, Iâm afraid I have bitter news." "What would that be?" Jeol asked. "Why, youâre going in the complete opposite direction."
