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theBlackKnight
07-03-2005, 06:22
Call me crazy, but would anyone here be interested in the story behind my first 1.10 destroyer? I just beat normal baal on hardcore ladder west by myself untwinked, sometimes in party play with other members of the forum.

Aerath
07-03-2005, 07:43
Sure - why not ?

Good stories are always welcome :)

Elu's Might
07-03-2005, 08:14
Yeah, now that Baranor and co are not here on rampage, it begins to get boring...


Tell us a story plz plz plz!11!!1

GodObelisk
07-03-2005, 08:57
Yeah, now that Baranor and co are not here on rampage, it begins to get boring...


Tell us a story plz plz plz!11!!1

Yeh.... come on tell us the story :D

Valar-Wrath
08-03-2005, 03:43
STORY TIME! Yay :D

theBlackKnight
08-03-2005, 06:01
STORY TIME! Yay :D
Im gonna break it up and post it little by litte, due to tiredness from workness and stuffs.

Part I: The Den of Evil.

It all began around a campfire in a small fortified encampment, nobody brave enough to venture out on my own. Blond hair tied back to prevent ripping, shield tightly lashed to my arm, and the weight of my javalins weighted steady in my other hand. I proceeded to slaughter the weak minions in the blood moor, ensuring the red stained soil stick around a little longer, and found myself fallen into a cave, which, given as most caves are, should have been pitch black. I fought my way untill it was certainly empty, and the ceiling collapsed onto the top of my head. I looked up and saw light. Digging into my packsack, I pulled out a tattered and worn roll of paper, opening it, cracking the crystal inside, and shouting out the arcane words. a blue portal opened, and I jumped through to nearly knocking warriv over. He quickly pointed towards akara, who was just beginning to come out of her small animal hide tent. She showed me how to seek certain critical points that nearly all the servents of the greater and lesser evils shared in common.

ZAFT
08-03-2005, 10:33
good story, go on please :P

Elu's Might
08-03-2005, 18:14
A novel of 16.000 pages is about enough for us (so no less kid). Yes, do go on, please :)

NEURO_CKY
08-03-2005, 23:54
good stuff!!! GIB more story!!!


CampKillYourself

det
09-03-2005, 00:53
I see potential for a 25+ page thread here....

MoUsE_WiZ
09-03-2005, 01:04
Hmm...
27 posts of quests (assuming every quest was done, 1 post per quest)
473 posts of "gib mor storee plz" inbetween
Maybe this time last year, but not now. Too many slackers now.

NEURO_CKY
09-03-2005, 03:30
I see potential for a 25+ page thread here....

.....filled with good a good story......and LOTS of salty, juicy spam!! my kind of morsel!!


CampKillYourself

kingwillie
09-03-2005, 04:05
awww come on i turned a page to.. no chapter 2??? im disappointed :(

theBlackKnight
09-03-2005, 07:22
awww come on i turned a page to.. no chapter 2??? im disappointed :(


Siege of Tristram:


Akara came to me as I lay on a goatskin mat and rubbed a salve over some burns where my shield had let through retaliative sparks. I nursed my wounds as she told me of the need for knowledge to have any hope of stemming the flow of these demons into our realm, and of the elder sage who had been present at the first fall of diablo. She told me of the scroll writ upon the underside of the bark of a magical tree that would allow me acess to tristram via a portal and an odd pentagram formation of stones I had recently come across while battling the foul Rakinishu, a blue little runt that had been selected and imbued with more power than his bretheren.

I traversed my way to a large rock formation and squeezed my way into a small underground tunnel that akara had told me led the way to the dark woods on the other end. Monsters would swarm and fall before my recently aquired poison skills. I would attach bladders inflated with toxic spoors culminated from deseased carrion I came across every so often. The spoor would trail out and toxify the air for a short amount of time, making anything foolish enough to attack choke and die cursing the light. I found the exit shaft after what seemed like hours in the darkness. As I squinted to adjust my eyes to the new found brightness, a heavy pair of hands hit me from behind, and I spun to find an enormous haired brute and two minions which had been gaurding a nearby tree. Even from meters away, I could sense that this was what I had come for. This is what I needed to rescure the sage.

The damn brute swung for me again, but I dodged the attack, sliding to the right and thrusting my javalin wildly, attempting to gouge his eyes, his chest, his nipples, anything to get him to back up a few feet and allow me to adjust to better fight him. I slung a poisoned javalin into his neck and ran back up against an old stone wall and stepped behind where his long arms were at equals with the reach of my weapon. He shambled closer and just when I thought he was immune to the deadly toxin, fell at my feet, where severeal javalins and a piece of armor I had never seen on him drop to the ground. I gathered them up, and ran at a sprint to the tree, peeling off the bark with the point of a javalin working at it as quick as I could without lancing my own palm to the gnarled wood.

Scouting out my surroundings, I noticed a faded dirt road leading away from the cave over severeal hundred yards untill it turned and went parralell to a stone wall to a small stone platforum scoured with runic symbols. I had seen two like it before, and walked up to it, just as cautiosly as ever, and stepped onto it. Immediatly two old torches implanted on either side lit up and the runes began to lightly glow. I felt in my mind a tunnel open leading to the platform which was buried inside the camp grounds. I mentally walked inside, and felt my body ripped from where it was, and thrown into the camp where I .

Stumbled into akara, and thrust the scroll in her direction while trying to regain the ability to stand up without feeling the need to show everyone what I had eaten for every meal prior to the waypoint jump.

Later, she told me to head to the stones, and , after handing me a similar scrap of parchment, marked out the order in which I was to press the symbols on the ancient cairn. Denying myself a supper, I picked up my nearly broken shield and the three remaining javalins I had , bumping past a few new faces in the camp, muttering customary hellos, and asking them if they would join in rescueing Cain. Surprisingly, they immediatly volunteered to come along, but first, I had to get charsi to repair or replace my shield, and make some more of her finely weighted ashwood javalins. After picking them up, I exchanged a few gold coins for some of the scrolls that had served in bringing me back to town after only two occasions. I used the waypoint, and after arriving in the stony field, sent a portal and saw both of the newcomers break through. They quickly pressed their essence into the stone platform, and followed me to the stone formation.

The stones were weathered, and the symbols were faint, but when I began to touch them, they began to glow, and suddenly, as the last stone was pressed, the sky darkened and lightning raced from the sky, striking each pillar and running on the ground to form the pentagram. I shook aside my fears and jumped through the ragged orange portal. Inside, I saw the cage a seeming lifless form was occupying, and the scattered assortment of small gremlins, walking creatures that were half man, half goat, and even skeletons that had picked up arms to fight again. They all began to crowd for me and the assasin and druid burst through, tripping over the ragged seam of reality that formed the borders of the portal. Arrows hailed and blades slashed. I threw javalin after javalin in the hopes of quaming the horde when I suddenly felt as if even the slightest touch of vile creatures burned me. A large man with pale tallowy skin, dark deeply sunken eyes, and muttering incoherent phrases had recently joined in the fray, except not on the side he should have. the hefty blade of a goatman flew into my face, and I faded into darkess. . .


*SNIP* its 10 pm. Ill finish up this

det
09-03-2005, 10:48
Whoooaahhh...cliffhanger...not fair, not fair... :D

Great read....the forum finally has topic to outshine all other forums :thumbsup:

GodObelisk
11-03-2005, 08:20
Come on blackKnigh, continue the story, maybe also add in the stormshield part :D

Power_Play
11-03-2005, 13:16
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!

Just when I was getting into the story.... :(