*Killer's feet pounded against the cold, wet snow. He kept looking
back furtively over his shoulder, the snow blinding him with its
whiteness. He stumbled and fell, the cold white snow turning to water.
He dragged himself up and ran on, his energy almost spent. He could
hear the howling of the wolves in the background. He continued on,
shielding his face with his hands from the snow. He found himself
beside a lake, covered in ice, with nowhere else to run. He turned
around and collapsed, to see the creatures amble out of the woods,
dismounting their mounts. There were around two dozen or so. The
haunting faces imprinted themselves onto Killer's mind. The stench of
the dead rotting flesh got to him, and he scrambled up and edged out
onto the lake.
It was freezing cold beneath his feet, causing him to
shiver. The ice shifted slightly. He fell down onto the ice, and it
cracked audibly. He started to sink. Suddenly, he was lifted from it
and dropped on the other side. He looked up to see his rescuer, a
beautiful maiden, her hair flowing down past her shoulders, wisping in
the wind. He looked back at his pursuers, stopped at the ice, the first
few taking tentative steps onto it. The fair maid spoke, talking loudly
to be heard above the noise of the biting winds. "They are dead, they
should not be intelligent enough to understand the dangers of the ice."
She whistled, sharp and clear. A troll appeared, his massive bulk
almost blocking Killer's view. In his left hand he carried a spiked
club, in his right, a battle-axe, blunt and stained from use. He
smashed the first few down with his club, breaking it on the fourth. He
then wielded his battle-axe with both hands, hacking and slashing at
the dead corpses, animated and eerie. The fell down like dominoes, none
could stop the troll's wrath. One of the mounts, a werewolf jumped at
his unprotected back. It was smacked out of the way by a bolt. An elf
appeared, shooting arrows at all she could see. Her aim was true, each
monster fell with each twang of an arrow or bolt. She then took out a
blowpipe, and shot a few more. There were but a few creatures left.
Another being, an orc, appeared, right behind a
were-creature of some kind, a knife taking it in the ribs. It turned
around, little affected by the gash along its throat. A corpse suddenly
lifted itself off the ground, launching itself at the creature. It
stopped it, but its bones went everywhere. The troll cleaved the
were-beast in two. The last of the creatures was no more. The soldiers
began taking the creatures apart, and burying them, in fear of them
being used again. The woman helped Killer to his feet, and took him
back to the camp, his small weary feet barely able to manage it. He was
shown to a bed after a meal, which wasn't the best, having being
quickly prepared by a wizened dwarf, who though making a fire appear
from nowhere, couldn't do the same with food. The woman apologized to
the old man, she was the cook, but also the healer, and had to attend
to cuts. Killer drifted off, only to be woken during the night by the
sound of the voices of the hardened troops. Killer recognized the voice
of the orc assassin, having but once heard him speak.
"Those creatures were controlled by a powerful
necromancer, I couldn't control them, apart from the dead ones. That
is, the ones that died twice, though I suppose it could have been more,
looking at the scars some of them had. We had best move camp and leave
that young 'un here, they might strike again." The wizard followed this
up, it was clear he detested the previous speaker, but kept it hidden.
"Lyrok, we have to wait here and wait 'til the young halfling can move.
Besides, the only way to go is further north, to even colder
wastelands. Let us stay here." The others provided no further argument,
they respected the dwarf's thoughts.*
Alright, this is an RP game, you have to get money. There are a few races, namely: Human; Dwarf; Elf; Halfling; Orc; Troll; Slynoth.
They have different traits and abilities, of which I will speak further
of later. You can become skilled with different weapons, of which I
will explain further later. There are many class skills, of which you
can almost become everything of together: Paladin; Necromancer;
Elementalist; Cook; Assassin; Rogue; Thief; Ranger; Smith, etc. (Look,
I'll explain everyting more fully later, don't worry). There are three
main skills, which you need for classes: Dexterity; Strength;
Intelligence. Explain everything in further detail...
