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I awoke the next day to the sounds of the birds singing
in the late morning. Their songs were mesmerizing and
tempted me to fall back into my slumber. Such beautiful
sounds reminds me of my childhood, where I grew up on
a simple farm. I remember waking up to sounds of metal
clashing. I would get up each morning and run to the
window to see what was happening today. My father
trained every morning with his great sword and I never
saw a bigger sword in all my years upon this
land. It's metal steel glistened in the sunlight and
seemed old and wise with age, like my father.

The battle
that had occurred the previous day had reminded me of
the tragedy that was bestowed upon me and my family. I woke
to screams and loud noises and was locked in the cellar.
I finally broke free and ran to the window and
watched as our farm was raided by a band of ruthless
murderers, all glowing with magik. I watched as my father
slayed them one after the other, as he took down their
leader I could of sworn I saw something happen to him.
Something changed in his eyes, and his hair turned
pure white in mid battle. There seemed to be some blur
to his movements, as if he suddenly possessed unnatural
speed and strength. He yelled in rage and starting sprinting
towards anyone that was near him. All I remember is him
cutting the heads off of mages as they tried to cast
magik and focus their energy on him. He was to fast for all
of them as they started to scatter. At one point I saw a
arrows hit him in the arm. In mid battle he ripped them out
as he charged for the last two mages. He swung low and
dismembered their limbs one by one as they screamed in
horror. Before the last mage died he threw up a jade
crystal that floated in the air and exploded.

Then he was attacked by both flanks
as ten mages appeared all around him. They started to
cast magik at him at him, paralyzing him. I remember his
arm was covered in blood. He was just standing there as if
he was about to lose consciousness.

I looked over and my mother and brother were
already dead among the scattered hay on top of the dead
horses. A couple dead mages lay around my mother as she
died with her sword in hand trying to protect my brother.
I can no longer see their faces even in my memories.

Before my father died, I could hear him talk to me
inside my head. These were his last words.

"Monika.. run... avenge your mother and your brother... you
must not die Monika... there is something about your
destiny I need to tell you... the fate of the world...
depends on it... go.. now... and... I love you."

Frozen in fear I could not move. I then watched as my
father was engulfed in flames and burned in effigy. He
did not scream, he did not yell, he fell to the ground
and tucked his sword to his chest.

I then saw the mages prepare rituals which I know now
is an ancient seal to prevent a soul from being resurrected.
It is only a legend but I saw it with my very own eyes.

I was beyond fear. I was frozen. I could not think. I could
not move. I could not scream. I could not cry. I felt
a bite on my ankle as I looked down with my eyes as open
as they could be. My cat bit me hard on the ankle as I
started to bleed. I then saw my cat run out the front door
and start running after one of the mages. One of the mages
gasps at the sight of the cat as if it was some kind of
curse. I then remember my fathers words and ran to my bed,
grabbed my lucky dagger under my pillow and ran out the back
door. I ran and I ran and I ran.

I can only think now to myself that I have finally stopped
running. After all these years I would never run again.

I quickly discarded all the memories and quickly got dressed
into my clothes. I then casted a small spell on the bottom
drawer which there was a small explosion. Hopefully the
innkeeper didn't hear it. I have learned over the years how
to never be stolen from, for I had to steal to survive
growing up, so I knew all the tricks.

I sheathed my blade and strapped my shield to my back. I
looked in the mirror at myself, I saw that I am not who
I was anymore. I realized I did not know who I was anymore.
I then grabbed my pack and left the inn.

As I walked to the stables to grab my horse I had rented
from the stablemaster. The city of Brittain was very much
awake. I could see the citizens living their lives and
doing their own thing. Everyone so unaware of the dangers
outside of the town. Everyone living in ignorance in such
a big city. After living your whole life detached from
civilization, and then living in a big city. You can see
who grew up in the city, and who grew up in the wild.
They were rare but they were there, and at times you
could notice each other for even a brief moment. But
never spoken a word, because of the survival instincts that
were engraved upon your soul. You learn in order to survive
you must be closed, and always be at a distance from people.
Because enemies are always inevitable and at every corner,
and can strike at any given moment.

I then decided I need to speak with Proserpina.

"Proserpina are you there?"

"Yes my child."

"Proserpina what is the point of all this, why did we come
here? I do not wish to be here any longer there is nothing
for me here. All of this is not my style, all these people
are the same and I despise all of them."

"I know Monika. There is a reason you are here. You know
that"

"How the hell am I suppose to know that?! Your not talking
about what my father said before he died are you? Why are
you bringing this up now?"

"Monika the end is drawing near. I can feel it with every
fiber of my being. I do not know anymore than you know but
I do know what is coming. And it is out of our league. This
is where we will find our army to save these lands. Even
though most of these mortals don't deserve to live. You
must remember that they are important to the natural course
of this world. They are what makes the world turn, what
makes the stars fall, and what makes dreams exist. I have
to go."

"Proserpina wait! I... why am I starting to feel different?"

"Monika, you are starting to believe."


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Re: Ultima Online Storytelling Conest

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gimmie one hour to go thru all the details in my head then im gonna lay down a story that make you up the top prize because you will think i deserve more.LOL
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Jed Clampett on drugs story By the EttinKing.

Let me tell ya story bout a man named Jed poor man barley kept his family feed then one day he was smoking on a joint and zedd hit him with his truck...Twice.

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TheEttinKing wrote:gimmie one hour to go thru all the details in my head then im gonna lay down a story that make you up the top prize because you will think i deserve more.LOL
Haha I'm already giving away 110k. This is for fun more than anything, and a chance to help anyone who is new to the shard this month.

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Re: Ultima Online Storytelling Conest

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dexter4321 wrote:
TheEttinKing wrote:gimmie one hour to go thru all the details in my head then im gonna lay down a story that make you up the top prize because you will think i deserve more.LOL
Haha I'm already giving away 110k. This is for fun more than anything, and a chance to help anyone who is new to the shard this month.
hey now im just coming back and i gave it all away last time i played so im a man in need.
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Jed Clampett on drugs story By the EttinKing.

Let me tell ya story bout a man named Jed poor man barley kept his family feed then one day he was smoking on a joint and zedd hit him with his truck...Twice.

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Re: Ultima Online Storytelling Conest

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Yeah I remember you now, thought your name sounded familiar. Welcome back.

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Re: Ultima Online Storytelling Conest

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Why did you post a story in this thread?
Why do you feel the urge to roleplay a female character nearly all of your gameplay, and write as if you are a girl in your fantasy fiction?

That story was written by a twelve year old, if it wasn't then I feel sorry for you and your true age. Please delete it before anyone else reads that to see just how bad it really gets.

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Re: Ultima Online Storytelling Conest

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nickhimself wrote:Why did you post a story in this thread?
Why do you feel the urge to roleplay a female character nearly all of your gameplay, and write as if you are a girl in your fantasy fiction?

That story was written by a twelve year old, if it wasn't then I feel sorry for you and your true age. Please delete it before anyone else reads that to see just how bad it really gets.
lmao why do you even care? I sure don't.

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Re: Ultima Online Storytelling Conest

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yeah nick if you dont like the idea gtfo of this thread and swing on over to one of the others.
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Jed Clampett on drugs story By the EttinKing.

Let me tell ya story bout a man named Jed poor man barley kept his family feed then one day he was smoking on a joint and zedd hit him with his truck...Twice.

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