Welcome.
Nov 25, 2021 5:14:13 GMT -7
Post by j on Nov 25, 2021 5:14:13 GMT -7
WELCOME NEWBIES, TO ALCOLA. < click this
A dreadful silence befell a small crowd in the ravaged, formerly glorious city known as Alcola. There couldn't have been more than fifty individuals in attendance, when a lone armored figure who clearly didn't want to be there, stood amongst them and spoke.
"Look, I know you're all new here, so let me catch you up. The paradise you briefly knew as Alcola and everything you love about it is gone. Piña coladas? Gone. Getting caught in the rain? Gone. Yoga? RUINED! Makin' love at midnight in the dunes on the cape- okay, you get it. It's all gone. They even took the puppies." They declared to an awkwardly unsettled audience.
"not the puppies!" Mumbled one such astonished individual.
"I know, right? Who does that?" The figure continued, Anyways! Where was I? Oh right, everything is gone. Listen, um... You're a bunch of dirty misfits. But you're all we've got so you'll have to do."
The crowd which already seemed lost stared stiffly at their supposedly inspiring leader, who persisted,
"I was there when it happened, you know. The monsters poured in like a dam broke or something, so I just kept stabbing... Not gonna lie; I was magnificent-" They trailed off just then. Perhaps lost in their own thoughts and delusions. But then, another leader-like figure jabbed the armored person in the side, returning them to the present. "Ow! So, everything is gone. Your stuff.. my stuff... More importantly my stuff."
The disapproving band of adventurers stared disappointedly at the figure, who stubbornly persevered.
"Our enemy's name? Barry!" They exclaimed confidently, before briefly reconsidering. "Or Bert, Ben? I dunno, it's something with a B!" An untimely cough filled the silence while the other figure whispered something to the armored figure, who resumed their bombastic sermon.
"BARTRAM!! Look up there at that castle... He's the one responsible for this terror. It is time to avenge this injustice! For that is the duty of all you adventurers! Also, if I don't see you out there I'll kill you myself." They added lightly, gesturing a slicing motion with their thumb at the base of their helmet. Then continuing,
"Worst case scenario, you die. But who knows? Maybe you won't." They voiced, encouragingly. "So I ask you! WHO WILL STAND WITH ME!?" The figure yelled at the crowd, raising their fist. Surely such an inspiring declamation would be met by roaring applause and raucous affinity. All that could be heard, however. Was the deafening sound of the armored adventurer's cape flapping slightly in the wind.
"ALSO.. THERE WILL BE A TON OF LOOT!"
And there it was, the crowd cheered its unanimous voice of thunderous approval. It was us versus the king. Also his unstoppable army of huge deadly monsters bent on destroying us all. Good luck adventurers!
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