Post by crazysims0 on Oct 14, 2006 18:34:47 GMT -5
Tales of Varrok: Chapter 1-A Goblin Surprise
Reverend and his two best friends Zeus and Noobscape were tired, and found the time to rest, as they had promised themselves many times before. The group of old recruits in the Varrok militia were already resting, with only these three to guard and protect the fragile, yet hard-working citizens of Varrok. But whom did not know, that, if put to work so long as these without a single second of rest, that they would eventually fall asleep? Well, Reverend, Zeus, and Noobscape slept like babies.
Hours after the snoozing group had first began to rest did the troups come across the three. They had been searching for easy goods, golds, wepons or foods. How often would the goblins, strong yet empty-headed, come across a chance like this to defeat the king, his militia, and his town? Most likely, on a scale from one to ten, would be just a 1. The goblins grinned and picked up many of the snoozing men, beating them unconsiosc if they awoke out of turn. The leader of that particular team had been carrying one of the only communication spell runes to talk with their leader. So, he just asked to bring more troops to carry the other militia recruits to the temporairily prision, deep into the wilderness that was undiscovered by humans.
No one had expected this attack. The militia troops slept peacefully, unknowingly, as they were brought closer and closer to what seemed like their doom, and the only chances that the innocent, peaceful town of Varrok had left to stand up with their king.
Reverend and his two best friends Zeus and Noobscape were tired, and found the time to rest, as they had promised themselves many times before. The group of old recruits in the Varrok militia were already resting, with only these three to guard and protect the fragile, yet hard-working citizens of Varrok. But whom did not know, that, if put to work so long as these without a single second of rest, that they would eventually fall asleep? Well, Reverend, Zeus, and Noobscape slept like babies.
Hours after the snoozing group had first began to rest did the troups come across the three. They had been searching for easy goods, golds, wepons or foods. How often would the goblins, strong yet empty-headed, come across a chance like this to defeat the king, his militia, and his town? Most likely, on a scale from one to ten, would be just a 1. The goblins grinned and picked up many of the snoozing men, beating them unconsiosc if they awoke out of turn. The leader of that particular team had been carrying one of the only communication spell runes to talk with their leader. So, he just asked to bring more troops to carry the other militia recruits to the temporairily prision, deep into the wilderness that was undiscovered by humans.
No one had expected this attack. The militia troops slept peacefully, unknowingly, as they were brought closer and closer to what seemed like their doom, and the only chances that the innocent, peaceful town of Varrok had left to stand up with their king.
