The Game

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I'm turning our game into a story so warning I have little to no control over some of the characters! I can't be held responsible for them staying or going out of character! Also the story could end at any point because the characters die!

If you guys like the story let me know because it took longer than I thought and its a pain but d**n it if I will not do just about anything for a little good feedback!

The Game Part 1





The game opens on the Dragon continent in the village of Laboot two days walk from Khazan. The date is the 18th of Brittleice (Feastday) 1177 (The Year of the Sinking Ship). Two days before George's Wash.

Uther The Bodyguard sits at the bar in The Corncob Inn and sigh's. Uther has big plans for himself and as of yet they seem unrealized. He was going to become Rich! Going to become a man of vast wealth and reputation,but here he sits clad only in soft leather and a buckler with this short sword his only weapon.

The life of a adventurer wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Still, he guessed he couldn't expect too much as of yet as he had only this one contract as a bouncer at this out of the way peaceful Inn under his belt. Next time maybe he would pick something with a little more risk verse reward. To be honest with himself Uther was much more a handyman and a strong back around here than a bouncer even. The only fight in the Inn had been between two old timers from the fields arguing over chess peaces.

Uther sighed yet again. He prayed to the god of wealth for some excitement.

Bang! The front door flew open and Tall Paul the Inn proprietor barged into the Inn. Normally Tall Paul was the penny pinching sort and always wore a frown as if eternally unhappy with his lot in life. The smile plastered on his lips this morning seemed to outshine the sun!

"Well,good morning Uther! Great day that it is today I feel like a Drink,morning or no! Have a drink with me!"

"uh,ok" Uther was confused and slightly worried. Good luck or happenstance had a long history with Uther of being unreliable and circumspect.

"Evea! Girl bring us the good stuff from the cellar and two good cups to boot! Make that three girl and have a drink with us!" He yelled to the elven waitress that drew in most of The Corncobs regular customers.

She came out of the back cleaning her hands and with a look of confusion on her beautiful face but seemed more trusting of good tidings than Uther as she laughed and brought up the bottle and cups.

After the first cup of the most wonderful wine Uther had ever dreamed of Evea asked "What is this about Paul? In six years not once have you ever cracked open this win?"

Paul beamed her a smile and downed the last of his cup for effect.

"It's no secret that I despise simple country life. No,life in a city or at least on a main road for me. Only settled here because of the wife and when she up and died six years ago it took the life out of me."

Paul refilled all our cups.

"but all that is changed now,now I am rich again and on my way to make my fortune up north! I have word of the place just off the Wizards way that has a load of Thirsty Goblins with plenty of gold in there pockets and not a drink in site for days."

"I'll be leaving this miserable little village today."

After a few more cups we managed to get the story out of him. Tall Paul had been out this morning securing the ingredients for the kitchen when he happened across a Delver!

Delvers were insane homicidal madmen who combined spelunking with a love for buried treasure and death traps.

It seemed Tall Paul had come across one of the luckier ones that had somehow managed to secure himself a supply of gold. This lunatic knowing nothing of running a Inn but plenty enough about sleeping and drinking had bought Tall Paul's Inn for triple what it was worth!

Tall Paul had struck while the deal was ripe and with the transfer of wealth done and rushed back to the Inn to get his affairs in order.

"Don't look so glum lad! Had to happen sooner or later and besides I didn't say I wouldn't need a strong back with me up north! When I come back tonight after securing the deed for the new proprietor we will discuss our future arrangement and trip!"

With that Paul was once again gone and Evea and Uther were left to nurse there insecurities with the remainder of snottingshires finest wine.

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The Game Part 2



The door to the Inn banged open again and in strode a massive bald figure with a goatee. He was clad all in metal armor and had a ruby pummeled sword at his hip. His backpack was jammed full of all sorts of strange artifacts and contraptions and the bedroll hanging from a cord looked better than any bed Uther had ever slept in.

"Well look at this! It IS a INN after all" Said the strange man.

He spotted Evea and Uther at the bar and smiled.

"You must be Evea my waitress. Why you really are beautiful!"

Evea shot him one of her looks and smiled.

"yes,sir. At your service sir"

The man turned towards Uther and seemed to look him over.

"A adventurous local lad if I don't miss my mark,and I never do"

Uther nodded to him and added"I used to help the Innkeeper with keeping the peace and lifting the heavy stuff,Sir,"

He smiled at Uther and motioned for them to keep drinking.

"Let me get my stuff stowed and I will return in a few minutes"

With that, he unerringly homed in on the proprietors rooms and disappeared within.



Returning to the common room the man introduced himself.

"Hi! I'm Jack Brass,world famous delver and now the new proprietor of The Deadly Dragon!"

With that he plopped down onto the stool beside Uther and smiled.

"Always wanted to own a Inn,been drinking in them for thirty years might as well make some money off my own excess's eh?"

He looked Uther over again.

"Just starting out right? You probably grew up around here am I right? Folks own a farm or something within a days ride?"

Uther nodded into his cup and felt a little smaller somehow.

"Oh don't let it bother you lad. We all had to start somewhere,I myself started in a little village about three days from here called Ass!"

"I'm not putting you on either lad. The village is named Ass. Worst little part of nothing I ever laid eyes on! If that first goblin hadn't scared the nuts out of me all those years ago I probably wouldn't have ever gotten out of Ass. I would have been a Ass man my entire life and died in Ass! Never knowing life outside"

This made Uther feel a little better. At least he wasn't from Ass.

"So you take the job here at the Inn to put food in your belly and get trapped here by the unknown out there did ya? It ain't easy taking those first steps I remember."

Jack poured himself some wine and made a face at the wine.

"Wine? blah! Here take a swig of this with me and taste delver ale!"

With that Jack emptied all our cups behind the bar and poured from a large flask from under his mail.

Evea looked at the cup and picked it up as if looking at it under the light. Then she tipped it into her mouth,all of it.

"Land sakes Girl! That's Dwarven Rotgut that is! You'll be a fish on a hook in five minutes if you drink that way! Delver Ale is to be enjoyed not chased down like a flaming goblin in a fireworks warehouse!"

Jack sipped the ale and Eyed Uther who was bringing the cup up to his lips.

Uther took only a sip and because of that managed to breath a few seconds later. The fire receded from his mouth and he could open his blurry eyes again and wipe the tears away.

"That's it lad!" Jack slapped Uthers shoulder.

"Put some heart into you Delve Ale will!"

Uther finally sat up and looked over towards Evea.

She had pulled the tablecloth off of a nearby table and was laying wrapped in it under the table. Her bare legs and feet sticking out towards the bar.

".....and drunk as hell on my first real foray into a delve! What was it called "Copper Tunnel Complex or some such"

Jack had launched into another story and that was fine with Uther. Anything to stop him from refilling the cups.

"I did a couple of places like that way back then. Little shanteatin places that had mostly been picked over. Nothing too tough mind you and because of that I was hungry! When they asked me to go start s colony over on the Toad I was thrilled! Seemed like a grand adventure! Not too hard or scary either I figured! How bad could it be with so many knights and wizards and such going to?"

"d**n fool I was"

Jack drank from his flask now and his voice had a far away and strange edge to it, He also seemed a little more drunk as he continued.

"Oh it was a adventure mind you! Soon as my ears dried a little I pledged myself to a God! All delvers worth a d**n do that as the gods keep score. They help out delvers who need a little luck and send aid from time to time."

"My God is Bwoke the God of Beer and Ale! Old Bwoke has saved my arse more than a few times I can tell you."

"Once I was a delver all official like,the real fun began. We broke open the Toad like we was the saviors of old or some such! Reacquired the land on the toads throat we did but then there wasn't much there to worry about but them Hobgoblins. Hobgoblins are a sorry lot but not vicious at all. In no time they had been subdued and made into downright good servants."

"They warned us about the orcs of Loopo but who gave much mind to hobgoblins?"

Uther was into the story now and out of habit sipped from his cup again. The coughing was less severe now and the burning really had a pleasant quality to it that he rather enjoyed.

"That's when I meet her the first time,when we was chasing old Sir Bunyon back to reinforce the Greenblades at Nolder Falls. She was just a girl back in those days but her eyes shone like they was captured sunlight they did."

Jack seemed to shudder and his voice shook when next he tried to speak.

"course they always looked like that,even at the end......" Jack broke off and filled his mouth with ale.

After a bit Uther asked.

"Whats the best thing you ever killed?"

"Trollmorian Knight" Jack replied without missing a beat.

"Not a Dragon?"

"Naw,not a Dragon. Oh sure I have killed my share of Dragons and I don't mean to cast them in no easy light. Dragons is fierce and powerful and can be deadly as hell."

Jack took another swig from his flask.

"You expect Dragons to be tough as nails and near death itself"

"Those Gods cursed Trollmorian Knights though,those blastards are worse. They are no tlike the Trolls you get around here oh no. THESE Trolls call themselves The First Trolls and they are just as wicked as demons from the pit. Heard tell that they train them from birth and they don't get to eat real food till they make there first human kill. Then they eat the human!"

"These are the real monsters of the world! Clad all in Black Enchanted Plate with Huge two handed sword with demons trapped in them! They can bench press a horse easy and fight for days on end. They train for nothing else but war."

"When the battle started they were everywhere. Coming in mass down on us from the hilltop.Running up the slope at us from the river. In a flash four of us set on one near the cliff and he d**n near finished us all right there."

"As it was, he took us with him over the edge and we plunged down into the river. The water was only waist deep but that blastard fought off three of us while holding good ol Charlie Dowsing down in the water so he couldn't breath by stepping on his chest.

"He killed the other two as we frantically tried to put him down before charlie died but I got him in the end. Those d**n visors have slits in em and I stuck my sword down into them while he was gutting my friends."

Jack drank deeply from his flask now.

"Even Charlie turned out to be dead by the time I got him up."

"After that I looked around and saw hundreds of the damned Knights and only a few small groups of us left,slowly being surrounded and slashed down. I did what any smart delver would do when he finds himself in such a mess. I made for the other shore and ran myself into the ground."

"For two days I ran afraid as I have ever been. On the run I would come across another delver or soldier and we would run together,until there were ten of us in all. I didn't realize she was one of them until we reached the keep."

"To this day we hold only the land west of the Kremm River. All these years later not once has the Allied forces tried to cross the Kremm to claim land again. Once was enough!

[Odder]

As you guys can see I steal names and whatever I can from anywhere for my games. If I was writing a story for submission or something I would be less inclined to rip off everything under the sky but for my games...the sky isn't even the limit for my games though!