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Thats a fine piece of Role Play there. Impressive.
Here I go then;
Denash the Wanderer.
He arrived in new Kiwike roughly one week ago, he looked upon the fresh spawn village and huddled with it's guests to survive the night. It was not long before the crowd grew restless and agressive, playful fighting turned ugly and by day the spawn was no more than rubble and corpses. Denash was not spared from the anarchy. Tired, wounded and feverish he sort refuge in a cave beneath the ruins of spawn village, but quickly he found he was not alone for another bid to change his fait to the other above.
YottaByte allowed this freightened soul to find comfort in his home, Denash offered to mine for him and reinforce this safe heaven. The YottaByte man joked that Denash could be his personal slave, but knowing how close he came to joining the kin on the surface, even the paranoia and fear that gripped his chest as the creatures of the night fed upon travellers made him accept that possibility. After all everyone has to sleep and I shall be no Slave!
Death screams have a way of keeping you awake at night, tired and still wounded Denash thanked Yotta for his assistance but decided his fate would be his own doing. He walked out into the fresh wilds with a few pieces of wood, stone, an axe to fell trees but no sword...
After travelling for what felt like hours, the sun beginning to set he found himself standing before an immense flat faced mountain that stretch far above him. Ensuring that no one was following him he quickly dig himself out a home to call his own.
It was several days before Denash emerged from his cave, stomach full, wounds healed and well rested with a sword of mighty iron in his hand! This new man still wet behind the ears was always one to listen out for the needs of others, but he had learnt quickly that things are not always as they seem and the land of Kiwike was not a furtile land of opportunity, but a mob rule wild land of murder, thievery and destruction. Where man and women alike must survive on their strength, cunning and intelligence! That the weak perish and beg their slavers for peace.
He noticed a difference in one new traveller and decided to help, making the highly dangerious trip to spawn village which was now little more than a crater in the ground. He brought food and tools to assist his new acquaintance. The help was appreciated and Denash soon found himself following a new man who did not have that look of feral nature that all who struggled to survive in this land shared. This man had an air of calmness to him as though he did not fear where his next meal would come from.
Truely awe inspiring, amazing, a city underground, he called it Droidopolis - said he was the mayor and founded it. I could see why he felt save here surely no man could break these walls I thought. Myself and my new friend whom I leant to be called Kewllate quickly setup home and shop in this new town still ringing with the sound of pick axe tunnelling to expand it's walls.
Though Denash appreciated the safety of this new home he never truely felt save, he hid his possessions and looked upon newcomers with a note of caution, he would not once again become the hopeless traveller he once was. Unfortunately fate has a habit of granting ones worries...
'I was re-decorating my bread shop when I felt a presence behind me, a sharp metalic feeling crept into me'
'I felt the breath leaving me and as I pressed my hand to my chest I saw only blood...'
I fell to my knees and then onto my side, I looked onward as a man collected my belonging and ran out of the room. Shortly after I heard familiar screams of death and destruction as these people I had come to befriend died around me. Ghostopolis was no longer my home and I fear no where will ever feel safe.
Denash looks fondly on the times he spent with people and those at Droidopolis but he finds the life of the wanderer much more appealing, perhaps one day you'll glimpse him in the distance... Maybe you'll approach him... But be careful for that feral nature still exists and he will not become a victim again.
The end so far
Hope you enjoyed it.
lol the truth is it's pointless to kill me as if I'm going onto the surface I carry practically nothing but the bare essentials that I CAN afford to loose. Where do I live at the moment? Everywhere.
What's happened in the server so far? -in bulletpoints!
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R-ing with the bulletpoint list