Post by jred477 on Aug 16, 2017 20:53:56 GMT
I lay here in this bed, the aches and pains still too much for me to open my eyes...
I escorted a woman called Kate to her home, stayed for dinner, and offered to help her dig out some new rooms. Everything went downhill after that. THinking I could score some quick gold or rare gems, I delved too deep into her mineshaft. I felt a presence behind a wall of stone, and I had decided to mine through it. The stone cracked and broke with ease, and a cavern opened up behind the wall. I saw inside it a dark skeleton, walking upright, embers and flames pouring off it its ancient structure. I felt the power of this creature, and knew what it could do if it escaped, and I knew it must be stopped. Kate and her friend, Norwin, came to my aid almost immediately, for they felt it too. The battle lasted long and it was hard. The creature of darkness was too strong for any one of us to attack at a time, but with such a narrow passage, that is what we did. Norwin was knocked unconscious first, and I weathered as much punishment as I could from that thing, eventually Kate and I drove it back into the darkness, its bones crumbling to dust...
I suffered much from my bruises, cuts, and gashes. But I then realized that I could not see from both my eyes. I went to the top of the mineshaft, my boots and helmet in pieces somewhere on the mineshaft floor, my chestplate and leggings cracked. Kate tended to my wounds, but there was little she could do with a lost eye. My skills did not prepare me for the power that creature showed. I remember well as its sword of black stone gouged out my eye... I lay in that bed for many hours, and then I took the stone from my pocket, the stone I had carried with me since my father's passing. It was a magnificent orange, and through the next half hour, I whittled it down until it could fit in my cold, dark socket. I placed it in my empty eye, and seared it shut with torch fire.
I wear the gemstone as a badge of honor, a testament to the rigors and dangers of this unforgiving world. It shall forever serve as a reminder of my failure, and a promise of future victories...
"I am Marceus Lioneye, I have carved the symbol of my family into my eyes, and I shall wear it until the day I die, through war and peace, through the wrath of the elements and the powerful magics of this world. I shall never falter, I shall never surrender, I shall be as a Lion in all my battles. I am Marceus Lioneye, and the screams of my fallen foes shall be as the roaring of the Lion..."
I escorted a woman called Kate to her home, stayed for dinner, and offered to help her dig out some new rooms. Everything went downhill after that. THinking I could score some quick gold or rare gems, I delved too deep into her mineshaft. I felt a presence behind a wall of stone, and I had decided to mine through it. The stone cracked and broke with ease, and a cavern opened up behind the wall. I saw inside it a dark skeleton, walking upright, embers and flames pouring off it its ancient structure. I felt the power of this creature, and knew what it could do if it escaped, and I knew it must be stopped. Kate and her friend, Norwin, came to my aid almost immediately, for they felt it too. The battle lasted long and it was hard. The creature of darkness was too strong for any one of us to attack at a time, but with such a narrow passage, that is what we did. Norwin was knocked unconscious first, and I weathered as much punishment as I could from that thing, eventually Kate and I drove it back into the darkness, its bones crumbling to dust...
I suffered much from my bruises, cuts, and gashes. But I then realized that I could not see from both my eyes. I went to the top of the mineshaft, my boots and helmet in pieces somewhere on the mineshaft floor, my chestplate and leggings cracked. Kate tended to my wounds, but there was little she could do with a lost eye. My skills did not prepare me for the power that creature showed. I remember well as its sword of black stone gouged out my eye... I lay in that bed for many hours, and then I took the stone from my pocket, the stone I had carried with me since my father's passing. It was a magnificent orange, and through the next half hour, I whittled it down until it could fit in my cold, dark socket. I placed it in my empty eye, and seared it shut with torch fire.
I wear the gemstone as a badge of honor, a testament to the rigors and dangers of this unforgiving world. It shall forever serve as a reminder of my failure, and a promise of future victories...
"I am Marceus Lioneye, I have carved the symbol of my family into my eyes, and I shall wear it until the day I die, through war and peace, through the wrath of the elements and the powerful magics of this world. I shall never falter, I shall never surrender, I shall be as a Lion in all my battles. I am Marceus Lioneye, and the screams of my fallen foes shall be as the roaring of the Lion..."
