Wow. I decided to write a little back story, as well as introduce the world, but I went a little overboard. If you are not interested in the overly long story just skip to the bottom. ---------------------------------------------------- A bell sounds out over the large walled city of Amas, which could scarcely be heard over the shouts of it's inhabitants. At the main gate a battle was raging. On the ground, lifeless puppets of flesh or bone or both rambled along toward the walls, often climbing each other in an attempt to breach them. These where the undead. A somewhat uncommon sight in this land, the undead must be controlled by an insane wizard often called a necromancer. Few are left, as the toll that must be payed is far to much for moral humans.
On the wall the human inhabitants of the city where firing crossbows at the army of undead, to great effect. While most of the soldiers where simply conscripts, they where well disciplined and brave. Bolts would fire from their crossbows, which have been modified to be larger and more powerful then the standard, and would tear threw their targets. While there where many, few where strong.
A man the main gate from somewhere within the city with a purpose. He was wearing the standard uniform of the city, a steel chain mail armor with a cap helmet. The only difference between him and the rest of the guards to the casual onlooker would be his cloak over his chain mail, which has been cut in half and had bulges around the pockets. The man currently had his hands in said pockets as he spoke to a second man walking next to him.
"An army of undead, you say?" Said the man with the cloak.
"Yes, captain. An army of undead. That is what the reports say." The second man was somewhat larger then the first, but stranger was his crossbow. While most are rather large in this city, this crossbow was the size of a normal man and was loaded with a javelin that could likely cut a man in half. He held it casually over his shoulders as he spoke.
"You are aware of how magic works, are you not?" Spoke the captain.
"I have heard rumors, nothing more." Replied the second man.
The captain reached into his pocket and pulled out a coin, a silver piece with a crown on one side and a gate on the other, and flipped it in the air. He cought it and stared at it as he spoke.
"To do magic, you must make a sacrifice. You must pay a tole equal to what you want to get done. For a little spell this might mean sacrificing a meal, if you wanted to create a small hearth fire all you would need to sacrifice is a bowl of soup. Larger spells take something more valuable. Most spell casters carry around something that they value and can handle. After all, a novice wizard sacrificing a statue made of gold would have the same effect as a more trained wizard sacrificing a dagger. Personally I prefer coins. I can take out an entire army with this" he said looking at the coin still. "Now, what do you think would have to be sacrificed to bring back the dead? Golums usually run on gems, but that is different..."
The other man nods slightly and looks at the gate.
"We are almost there, captain. Try not to burn down the city."
The gate was, in fact, coming into view. The guards where firing from the ramparts at the army below still, with few casualties that could be seen. The captain stretched with the coin still in his hand.
"Looks like an easy fight. I will just go up the..." the captain starts, only to be interrupted by the gate disintegrating in a burst of energy, followed by thunder. It was as if the gate had been hit by a bolt of lightning and nothing had been left. Standing where the gate used to be was a man, or what appeared to be a man, standing in the gate way next to two undead soldiers. The soldiers looked different than the others, they where completely skeletal and armed with a two-handed sword each and some primitive plate armor. Most of the other undead where unarmed, and bolts stuck out of the bone and armor of these undead warriors at odd angles.
"Don't waste the cities coin commander, allow me to take this one" Said the man with the crossbow. He brought the giant crossbow into firing position and braced himself for the inevitable kick. The man then fired with a loud "WHOOSH" coming from the javelin as it flew threw the air. While the man is still a good distance away, it hits him square in the for head and pokes out the other side almost a foot, as well as throwing him back a few feat.
"Nice shot as always. I am surprised it did not go right threw him completely" stated the captain casually. The man was currently reloading his crossbow using a strange machine that he held on his back next to a quiver of javelins. While it can take a normal conscripted soldier minutes to load a crossbow this way, this man reloads the monster of a crossbow in thirty seconds. The skeletal soldiers simply stood in their place while several soldiers came to assist the captain from a distance, firing at them to no avail.
But then everyone looks up in shock as the hooded man stands up, with the javelin still in his head, as he walks calmly back to his position. Once he returned to his position, he and his skeletons continued to walk forward.
"Impossible!" Muttered the man with the crossbow in disbelief. "My javelins are one hundred percent steel... I have taken down steel golems in one shot..."
The captain smiles slightly and stands opposite of the hooded man. "Well looks like I will have some fun this time after all" he says as he takes a silver coin out of his pocket.
The captain calmly flips the coin in the air and snaps while it is doing a flip. A jet of fire flew from his hand, directly hitting the cloaked man, as well as going past him and threw the gate and even beyond that. The blast was about the same size of the gate in width, and managed to even destroy almost twenty of the undead that where simply in his sights.
The two undead warriors had been reduced to ash, even the weapons and armor had been vaporized, but the man had simply been blown back. His robes had been reduced to ashes and the javelin seems to have been as well. But the hooded man gets up, and appears to have regenerated his cloak.
The captain simply laughs as he pulls out a new coin. "It has been a while since I had gone gold..." he says as he pulls out a shiny gold coin. The soldiers in the area start running for cover as he does so, making sure to get behind him and out of the blast radius. The captain then starts to flip the coin in the air, but before he can snap the cloaked man had disappeared. The man catches the coin before going thru with his spell.
"I don't think he is dead yet. Search the city!" the captain yells as he turns around.
On the other side of the city, the cloaked man continued to walk. He was about to enter a large building, what appears to be the hall where the leader would live and such. Normally there would be two guards, but they had been called away to help with the attack. The hooded man simply walks in the building and makes a turn for the treasury.
"Thinking of taking my gold, are ya?" says a knight, who had always stayed in order to protect the king and his possessions. "I'm not sure how ya even know where that is... have at ya anyway!"
The knight wielded a well polished longsword and shield, as well as wearing full plate armor over chain mail, yet he still had the dexterity to pounce toward the hooded man. He gave a yell of effort as he jumped, bringing his sword down in an attack that would have nearly cut a man in half, sending the hooded man flying back once more. "Hehe, got ya!" says the knight, but that swiftly changes to a look of surprise as the hooded man gets back up again and continues to walk toward the treasury. The knight prepares for another attack, lifting his sword in preparation for a crescent strike at the head, but was stopped in mid preparation by the sounds of screams erupting from the king's room.
"Grrr my king needs me. I will stop ya later" said the knight as he jogs off toward the king's room.
The man continues to the treasury. The room was bolted by a steel door that could only be opened by the king's touch, as it was magically enchanted. The room was further enchanted to protect from spells like digging or simply transferring themselves in. The door then disintegrates much like the gate did, with the same clap of thunder. The man continues to walk in, ignoring the massive piles of gold and jewels that littered the room. He walks to the back of the treasury, and another door disintegrates. In a room no bigger then a closet, a book sat alone. It was a pitch black book, with a scull on the front that acted as a key hole. It got disintegrated as well. The hooded man gave a small cackle as he opened to book. "Your book is in another castle, princess" it said simply. There where more pages, but the hooded man could not read them. He gave a curse, but cut it short when he realized that the location of the book would be stated in this book. He then teliported out, holding the book...
At the gates, the battle is nearly over. The captain had replaced the gates using a silver coin and magic, now a stone gate was placed where the old one is. Most of the undead soldiers had already been shot down by the time he had completed everything, so he just left it to the others. The man with a crossbow for one was able to kill several undead in one shot, as his weapon was so powerful it would tear threw the weak rotting flesh as it hit. Strangely, when the battle was almost done, the remaining undead simply died on their own... ----------------------------------------------------------
Wow. Still a lot longer then I had hoped to right. Ah well. I showed the Big Bad and some of the world, as well as giving an example of each class...
This is a pretty standard fantasy game, other then what was already said in the back story.
For the class, the three main ones are "Warrior, Wizard, Ranger". That decides what you will do. You do get additional ones, after a few level ups. For example if you start at "Ranger" you might become "Ranger Hunter", "Ranger Assassin", "Ranger Soldier" or any other job you can think of that would need to be a ranger, and I will give you skills to accompany that. Did I scare everyone off yet?
Name:Jacque Dume Age:25 Class:Wizard Inventory: 24 Copper Coins, Tusks (2) Status: Well Rested, Well Fed Race:Human Experience L2 Ex 10/20 Skills: Minor Magic control, Minor healing, Minor Beast, Minor Acrobatics, Minor Transmutation
"Really?" She says. She then turns her head and mumbles something. Something about "Didn't even get a description..." She then exits threw a door behind her, and you here some more voices. She comes out a few minutes later. "You got the job, here is your coin. Dinner is all you can eat pork meal, we are roasting a pig over the fire. Feel free to use some of it to sacrifice for your tricks. Your room is upstairs, second on the left. Enjoy your stay!"
You spend a good deal of the night entertaining the guests with some transmutation and other tricks, eating wonderful salted pork, and getting yelled at by the tavern over. Something about flirting with his daughter. You have no clue what he is talking about, after all you don't even remember what she looks like. Other then that the night went wonderfully, the crowd was polite and enthusiastic and the pork was roasted perfectly. After working until a bit after dark, when most of the tavern settled down and went to bed, you where aloud to go to your room. The room was great as well, with a ton of padding. You slept well.
You wake up and walk down stairs, where the tavern owner, a large blond man that reminds you of a viking picture you once saw, served you the breakfast promised. It was bacon, which you assume was cut out of last nights pig before the roast. You eat your fill and exit the tavern.
What did you do now?
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A little long for a night at the tavern description, but whatever.
Name:Jacque Dume Age:25 Class:Wizard Inventory: 24 Copper Coins, Tusks (2) Status: Well Rested, Well Fed Race:Human Experience L2 Ex 10/20 Skills: Minor Magic control, Minor healing, Minor Beast, Minor Acrobatics, Minor Transmutation
Name:Jacque Dume Age:25 Class:Wizard Inventory: 24 Copper Coins, Tusks (2) Status: Well Rested, Well Fed Race:Human Experience L2 Ex 10/20 Skills: Minor Magic control, Minor healing, Minor Beast, Minor Acrobatics, Minor Transmutation
You go to the market place, which is rather small in this city. A few stalls line the streets, holding items from fruit to weapons. This particular city has a rather relaxed market today, most markets would be full of aggressive salesmen and buyers. Some of the more successful merchants live in a nearby market street, as these are more nomadic merchants that will leave when the season comes. What do you do now?
Name:Jacque Dume Age:25 Class:Wizard Inventory: 24 Copper Coins, Tusks (2) Status: Well Rested, Well Fed Race:Human Experience L2 Ex 10/20 Skills: Minor Magic control, Minor healing, Minor Beast, Minor Acrobatics, Minor Transmutation
I ask around to see what they will take for the tusks
Name:Jacque Dume Age:25 Class:Wizard Inventory: 24 Copper Coins, Tusks (2) Status: Well Rested, Well Fed Race:Human Experience L2 Ex 10/20 Skills: Minor Magic control, Minor healing, Minor Beast, Minor Acrobatics, Minor Transmutation
You search around for a merchant willing to buy the tusks, but most do not want to buy it for one reason or another. You finally find one who may want to craft them into something he can sell for more, who offers 2 copper each for them. What do you do?
Name:Jacque Dume Age:25 Class:Wizard Inventory: 24 Copper Coins, Tusks (2) Status: Well Rested, Well Fed Race:Human Experience L2 Ex 10/20 Skills: Minor Magic control, Minor healing, Minor Beast, Minor Acrobatics, Minor Transmutation
