Story thread!

[welshie]

Seeing as me and darkfang have put kinda story/battles on the fourm compition i would like to suggest doing a story thread. Bascily the rules are simple:

1. One person post's a paragraph of a story, then posts it. Then he has to wait untill someone has elaborated on his story before he can post his next paragraph.

2. It will be using fantasy things, but nothing to fuuristic i.e. 'and he brings out a nuke and they all died'.

3. Let your immagination run wild!

I'll start.

It was a cold morning in the town of Darssen, it was a pretty town but well defended with a high wall and sitting on a high rise and was surrounded by fertile farm land that supplied most of the human kingdoms and sat on a large gold mind. Although well defended the town was a hot spot for attacks, sitting on the border of the human border to the orcs and elves ment that this was high valued land and very accessable to enemy armys, but on the other hand it was largly visited to campaining human armys hoping to eaither make a name of them selves or some land to occupy and had a large garrison. The story starts with a young swordsman who was looking to join eaither the local garrison or a campaining army which ever came first.

[blackfang]

He was a swordsman of great skill, he was even as good as to best his own teacher. He had some skills in archery and preferred a cloak and an Armour of leather. He was actually a noble born, supposedly to have inherited land but was disinherited because his brother was favored by his parents. He was just leftover.

Also my name is blackfand not dark fang

[zach12wqasxz]

Originally Posted by blackfang

He was a swordsman of great skill, he was even as good as to best his own teacher. He had some skills in archery and preferred a cloak and an Armour of leather. He was actually a noble born, supposedly to have inherited land but was disinherited because his brother was favored by his parents. He was just leftover.

Also my name is blackfand not dark fang

since his brother had taken over his families assets. he decided to join a campaiging army that was headed into the heart of the orc lands. this army under the command of General victor ( yes the same genereal from my story ) was seeking revenge for there ransacked city, and brutally murdered royal family. Victor seeing the strength and fire in his eyes, and knowing him of noble birth, decided to take him under his wing as a personal pupil to learn the art of warefare.
if my story is bad just skip it lol and continue from blackfangs post lol.

[blackfang]

No its not bad tough his only aspect before he came was that he could swing a sword
Anyway:
After days of training to become a platoon commander, he had learned the basics. He was supposed to take out a platoon to train in the woods but he never got the chance what happened is...