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The Fall of Darlok,The rise of a new Nation

Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2004 3:30 am
by Derinoar Fallvictor
A new scroll is pinned walls in to Trollsbane,and Northerot

Long Live King Grant Herion!
For today The Movement stood and fought the evil that was King Darlok,for The Movement came out as the victors!

The stroy is as followed:

Grant sat beside a fire praying to Nargun,when out of the woods step Jonathan Hamlet, he sat beside Grant and they begain to talk, soon the warrior Callith came and sat with them, suddnley Hamlet begain to glances around as if something was wrong, a moment later Thaseus came by and like Callith and Hamlet, stop and sat by the fire.A while later form across the river by the mill appear Darlok.Grant knew Nargun had given him much strenght and told the movement that today was the day.Darlok came across the river, as the movement to their spots, Grant gave the order and Hamlet began to fire arrows at Darlok at a amzaing rate. Grant charge in to battle, Callith follow quickly behind, Thaseus charged in to battle a moment later, the fight raged on for a while.Until a army of pigs and crossed appear to help the Movment-with some help form a friend-Darlok counter with a army out undead, Hamlet quickly changed his target to the zommbies and skellys as Thaseus cut them down.Finally Darlok was traped by crosses, Grant yelled for a dagger and Hamlet quickly tossed one to him, Grant move a cross out ot the way and attack Darlok who feel in one swift attack. The battle was one Darlok had fallen, but it was not without it's lost Thaseus was found laying wounded on the ground, Grant and Hamlet help carry him as they marched on to Northerot.The happyness was short lived as the ogre king appear in a rage he took down many but Grant slew him, no sooner than that a huge army of beholders,demons,spiders,and rots over took Northerot.The movement along with help forms others such as Aristeaus, fought hard and long, luckly Thaseus recovered and was able to help fight, As Hamlet,Thaseus,Krubba,and Aristeaus beat slashed and shoot their way through hordes of monsters, Grant took a rather large army by himself on the top floor.After many hours of fighting The Movement came out on top,the began to drink when the voice of Nargun him self rung out form the heavens.Once Grant had answer his many question, they went back to drinking, but Grant diseapper it was later found out that the spirt of mind had taken him to the spirt world and tought him many things.When he return the celebration carried on through out the night.

~The Movement/The New Northerot.~

((Sorry for any type O's or mistake in the story line i wrote this in a rush.))

Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2004 1:17 pm
by Lauranthalas
To rule through Chaos is to rule through anarchy, and this you can not do, To follow the mad god is to follow insanity.

Think Grant, is the price worth the reward..


Lauranthalas

Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2004 2:12 pm
by Randelon Morgental
Randelon read's the message and shakes his head.

"Poor Fools, now they all gone mad" he thinks and walks away.

Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2004 7:24 pm
by Damien
Violence will bring out more violence, and more violence will bring out even more violence again.

Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2004 10:32 pm
by Val De Gausse
Sometimes violence is the only way to solve things.

Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2004 2:50 pm
by Moyáve
Moyáve frowns as she reads through the lines, noticing the horrible grammar and spelling, wonders whether she should believe what she is told and whether, if she decides to believe it, Darlok or the Movement is more despicable. Finally she decides not to believe a word of it.

Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2004 3:07 pm
by Konstantin K
Konstantin notices the hastily written note. Apparently it was scratched in a hurry. He also notices the lady frown.
But Grant had explained him in details what had happened, and now he had a better understanding of how the power over Northerot was captured.


-Surprising, isn't it? - he walks out of the shadow and smiles to Moyáve.

Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2004 3:19 pm
by Vahkos
A hastily scribbled message lies here, lacking of description, but certainly not lacking in the essence of an unwelcoming, fearful notion.

Pray. Shudder.

The message has no signature, but is easy to recognize.