Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2015 5:27:08 GMT
Inventory
1 x-Magic Short Sword, Named Sting: Can sense incoming danger for the weilder.
1x Winged Shield
2x-Survival Knives
1x-Lightning Gem
1x-Water Gem
1x-Electric Guitar-With several extra strings, a portable speaker, and its case.
1x-Hiker's Backpack-filled with some extra clothes and other odds and ends.
1x Traveler's Pack
1x Winter Clothes Set
1x Lockpick
Exert from Novian Cronicals Chapter 1 Pages 1-3
Ugh......this place is either heaven or hell depending how one sees this world. Yeah I was running away from home to make my own fate. But it seems that, from doing this act. I became a fated and dragged into a RPG let me repeat this. I'M IN A FREAKING RPG WORLD! I swear to god I am in either someone's shitty fan fiction or some wacked table top game. Anyway I got a bit of starting gold to survive in the world and one item and some sort of summon creature spell. I also met a squirrel girl like redhead named Aria, she was like the engergizer bunny on steroids or rittlen. I walked into the world with the regular public and I got frowns and glares from people. Hell some old hag was coming after me with a damn cleaver! Saying that I was a demon from hell or whatever.......I went to the Gallows Inn for my free night in this world. As I sat on my bed, for the first time in my life I was alone and I mean truly alone. If I died here no one would really give a damn. That scared me....I don't think anyone could understand that terror. None the less, I have to survive and the one thing that makes the world go round is money. If I have to make it legit or steal it and other kinds of treasures.
When I woke up in the morning though I heard a job that would net me a house. I took it and met with the farmers or who ever made the request and asked if I could hold my stuff there. The man agreed, and while I was waiting I made some motolove cocktails and a bola. When night fell I started to investagate the area and ran into another person that took the job. At first appearance she looked normal, until I saw the horns coming out of her head. I was thinking a demon at that time. Her name was Ilta and it seemed like she was a worldly warrior. Then we came across another warrior woman named Claire and she was human. But from her accent though she would have been of latin decent. From her skin tone, hair and voice. None the less we got to talking and it seems I am really out of touch with people. Or I am not going to be well liked. The last one to join us was a redhead and this woman had a very pronounced irish accent. After joining us though the beast appeared. We had spread out a bit and me being a dumbass threw a rock to get this thing's attention. What came out almost made me shit my pants, it was a mother bleeping dragon, A FREAKING BLACK DRAGON.......None the less though it seemed that most of the group wanted to capture this thing alive. So I made myself bait, since most of the others were more skilled then me in combat.
The entire thing felt like I was in a Monster Hunter game trying to take out some game. But that was fiction, this was now reality. But as it got close, some one made a attack and it seemed that capture was not an option. It turned into a fight for life, as we tried to take out the young dragon. I never felt anything like this before, the rush of battle. We fought hard and I was very much surprised that I was able to pull of some gymnastic moves. But as we fought though. Shy went in for a frontal attack and it went off but it had a hitch. She got a full frontal blast of the Skull Drake's poison breath. And one of the items that Mysteria gave me was some kind of potion, that thing was a poison resist. Taking my chances and took off my jacket and then down the potion. Let me say this, the thing tasted horrible but I had to use it. The only other thing I hoped was that the knives I bought would stand up to the final blow. I yelled over to Ilta to get Shy out of there. Then I stood and gazed into the creature's eyes before I charged in. It was do or die time and I drove my weapon's into the dragon's wound. Dealing the final blow as it gave its death cry and fell to the ground. As it crashed down, I saw its final flicker of life in its eyes as they finally went out.
Even though I took its life, I slayed a real dragon! Estatic that I took out a creature like that. But as I came off of that high I went to check on Ilta and Shy. And I saw that she was in bad shape until a old woman brought something called Moon Drops, that would heal her. It came with some side effects as she was tripping out on the stuff. At that moment that we were given the house. I was thankful that we got it that evening, none of us were in any shape to go back to the city. As we were resting though I saw Ilta going back to the dragon body. She wanted to take the skull of the thing and make it a wall mount. Seeing that, I asked for help on skinning and prosessing the dragon. This thing was not going to be wasted. As it could be used for weapons and some armor, after that was done. I washed myself off and flopped into bed. I could not remember what time it was as I passed out. When I woke up it was early in the morning and not sure what else to do. I pulled out my MP3 player and just listened to one song. It was Brave New World by Iron Maiden, quite a fitting song. Since my innocence was killed that night with that dragon, to this new world that was eat or be eaten. While listening to the song, I started to write has happened so far in my life. I might turn all of this into a story. I don't know but till the next time, I guess?
