Let there be light
In a time of darkness, where powerless men and women without fiefs to control were legion...
Where shiny, albeit small, new armies which had not seen a fight were zealously wandering around with a nice and tight inventory...
In a time where peace was still prevalent, and no looting of weapons and armors had occured...
The players were quite happy. This was the beginning of time...
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login"Can't wait till they have different items loom levels and hundreds of stack of them to transfer around! HAHAHAHA!!!"Soon, armies clashed and there was many deaths and looting, and the evil plot was discovered. Each time soldiers died, their gear became lesser masterpieces...
Weapons went regular, some were bent, some were damaged, some broken, some chipped, cracked....
Armors were ragged, some were tattered, some were torn, some ripped, some cracked, battered, dented, rusty...
Even poor horses were made stubborn by the clashes of swords on their head, others swaybacked, lame, or even half dead!
Misery overcame the lords, and there was great frustration and sleep deprivation over petty things.
Everytime they sough their honourable foes to deal them a blow, they had to then pick up the pieces and assemble new armies from scratch, for fear of being less efficient!
The idea of doing so seemed not so unreasonable, and many young and naives persons though so at first... lots of them were seen hanging by a tree at the end of day.
The only way to effectively manage your inventory, was to confront the mighty info panel in a duel that could span hours, or even days.
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loginBehold the immortal beast and his overly long content list: a sight to stun any strategos into deep melancholy...The creator of this horror was known to all, but his power was great, and so the people feared him.
Such was his aura of malevolence, than nobody dared question his rule, and so he was never directly confronted.
Was there a way to erase the existence of the monstruosity itself ? Young and brave men and women though so...
Those heroes came from all the corners of the world to try and defeat this monster, and there was much trepidation over the possible outcome!
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loginThey went at it and hacked it with all their might, and still the beast was alive, so great was his magic!All the heroes failed at their task, and deposed their arms and ran or were swallowed up entirely by the powerful demi-god.
The people was starting to lose hope, and for a time, nobody showed up to take up the quest and defeat this monster!
Many moons after the last unsuccessfull attempt, a lone and shaggy middle-aged man went up directly on the path to where the beast resided.
Much mockery were sent at him: who is he to try and do what others failed at?
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login"I am Chy. You do not know me and I hope it stays this way. I will break the spell that surrounds the beast and kill it. Just watch, fools."He walked up the landway at a leisurely pace. On his way to the cave, great was the bewilderment of the people watching this man boldly enters the lair of the beast.
When they lost him from sight, they went back to their own business, whispering crude words in their beards... "This man is mad... his doom is certain!"
A mere hour had passed, when suddenly, a great cry was heard in the distance... People assembled in the streets and began to wonder...
Chy went back the way he had used, with a few scratches but no serious injuries, and was holding the beast's head for everyone to see!
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loginThe end of the time of darkness had come, the surprise and the merriment of the people had no bound this night.Where the evil creator had prevailed, where every heroes had dented their will, this man had succeeded.
Against all odds, alone, with nothing else than his own hands and the freedom to use them, he had succeeded!
No more gloom would petrify the lords of this realm, at the mere though of looting and loom levels.
Armies will clash anew and at a greater pace, many soldiers will be sent to their cheerful death.
Oh Lord, make me an instrument of thy Peace.
Where there is despair, let me bring Hope.
Where there is sadness, let there be Joy.
Where there is darkness, let there be Light.
The end...
