Argokia
07-04-2005, 05:26
Teidef awoke out of pure instinct, he had woken up early on purpose in the field, so this wasn't any different. He sighed, happy to be back in his hometown of Ilarin of Argokia again. He never had to worry about being attacked in his sleep any more, so this gladdened him.
Teidef walked out onto the street of his house and took in the morning air, nothing would ruin his day now.
However, deep in the cold north of Iceharj, an evil was awakening.
Deep in the mines of Deepvaz a dark ritual was being held. At the doorway a shadowy figure walked inside, his name was Zazik, and he was a Psyche Master; a Psyche Master uses his mind as a weapon, and thus making him/her a very dangerous opponent.
Zazik's mind was wandering as usual, as he had just come back from the arena and won the match against Sloan, a lizard-man.
That dim-witted frog has been to much for my psyche Zazik thought.
I will have to take his sanity if his rash manuevers come close to killing me again, Zazik smiled, now, you would never see Zazik's eyes or his nose or mouth, for he kept them hidden away under a pair of goggles and a cloth which covered half his face. He never told anyone why he did this, for he mostly keeps to himself.
In the center of the hall a large object stood there in cold silence as several cultists danced a dance of dark rebirth.
Teidef looked into the bakery window and saw the marvelous breads that were baking there. He always enjoyed eating the bread Keme made. Teidef wandered further out into the wilderness of the nearby forest, aptly called Quiet Spring Forest because at the center was a magical spring that gave off a calming aura. Teidef wished he could see the spring before he died. There was a brief pause in the sounds which bothered Teidef, who had always heard music since he came back, he wondered what had caused it. His answer quicly came when a large group of animals ran past him, apparantly being chased by nothing, but at second glance Teidef noticed something slithering through. The stench of rot reached his nostrils as he winched and began to back away from the edge of the forest. A black mist of fog was spreading through the foliage to the edge of the forest. The mist was rotting whatever it passed, which made Teidef run immediately from the site he was standing at.
Okay...I will now have all of you people make up the story after someone else finishes. I will chip in when I have the time to. I WANT NO RUDENESS OR DISCOURAGING ENDS TO YOUR CONTRIBUTION. I want this to be fun. If you have a problem just telegraph me The Nomadic Peoples of Argokia. Thank You.
P.S. please include the names Teidef, Zazik, and the landmark and country names in your contributions, just to make sure everyone knows the beginning characters and names to this story.
Teidef walked out onto the street of his house and took in the morning air, nothing would ruin his day now.
However, deep in the cold north of Iceharj, an evil was awakening.
Deep in the mines of Deepvaz a dark ritual was being held. At the doorway a shadowy figure walked inside, his name was Zazik, and he was a Psyche Master; a Psyche Master uses his mind as a weapon, and thus making him/her a very dangerous opponent.
Zazik's mind was wandering as usual, as he had just come back from the arena and won the match against Sloan, a lizard-man.
That dim-witted frog has been to much for my psyche Zazik thought.
I will have to take his sanity if his rash manuevers come close to killing me again, Zazik smiled, now, you would never see Zazik's eyes or his nose or mouth, for he kept them hidden away under a pair of goggles and a cloth which covered half his face. He never told anyone why he did this, for he mostly keeps to himself.
In the center of the hall a large object stood there in cold silence as several cultists danced a dance of dark rebirth.
Teidef looked into the bakery window and saw the marvelous breads that were baking there. He always enjoyed eating the bread Keme made. Teidef wandered further out into the wilderness of the nearby forest, aptly called Quiet Spring Forest because at the center was a magical spring that gave off a calming aura. Teidef wished he could see the spring before he died. There was a brief pause in the sounds which bothered Teidef, who had always heard music since he came back, he wondered what had caused it. His answer quicly came when a large group of animals ran past him, apparantly being chased by nothing, but at second glance Teidef noticed something slithering through. The stench of rot reached his nostrils as he winched and began to back away from the edge of the forest. A black mist of fog was spreading through the foliage to the edge of the forest. The mist was rotting whatever it passed, which made Teidef run immediately from the site he was standing at.
Okay...I will now have all of you people make up the story after someone else finishes. I will chip in when I have the time to. I WANT NO RUDENESS OR DISCOURAGING ENDS TO YOUR CONTRIBUTION. I want this to be fun. If you have a problem just telegraph me The Nomadic Peoples of Argokia. Thank You.
P.S. please include the names Teidef, Zazik, and the landmark and country names in your contributions, just to make sure everyone knows the beginning characters and names to this story.