Theory: Class balancing should be based on creative narrative!

rapssodya

The great weapon fighter humbly waits at the entry precipice of the arena at Mount Hotenow. His keen gaze sweeping the legendary proving ground, trodden by the greatest warriors of all Neverwnter. The heat would be intolerable were it not for his armor of black ice; the greatest bounty of Icewind Dale and hard as dragon hide. He is surrounded by four fresh faced combatants - his comrades for this battle. He can practically feel their anxiety as sweat trickles from their brows on onto shoddy plates of armor and worn tunics.

The gates drop into the ground with a thump and the match begins. The great weapon fighter surges forward on his ferocious armoured bear, startling the ponies upon which his fellow warriors ride, leaving them far behind in the distance. He leaps forward onto the control node and unleashes his battle fervour, decapitating the first unfortunate prey to to arrive from the other team. Arcane tendrils of light engulf him, lifting him high into the air whilst a barrage of blows from a guardian fighter patter off his nigh impenetrable armour. With a ground shaking, guttural roar, he breaks free of his unearthly shackles and slices the shield bearing swordsman in two. Just as his battle fury dies down and his temporary allies finally arrive on point, an invisible blade finds a small gap in his defences. With a grunt, he drops to one knee, slashing at the at the air around him and luckily a trickster rogue appears next to him - clearly surprised. The rogue rolls out of the way of a magic missile as the rest of the enemy team arrive and battle truly begins.

Words of healing and the clash of metal echo throughout the arena as blazing energy blasts chunks of granite from the walls. The two teams are evenly matched with three combatants left on either side, one of them strikes from the distance with a bow. Fighting for their very lives, the heroes battle into the dawn, the great weapon fighter slowly eroding the defenses of his enemy as cooling light from a cleric heals his injuries. Then, out of nowhere a hooded figure materializes on the point. In the blink of an eye the great weapon fighter is alone; two bleeding corpses on either side of him. The grinning figure in front of him mockingly utters the words, "Good game." Then drops his bow and flicks the grizzled master of the greatsword on his chest plate. The subsequent explosion ripping the arena into ruin as white hot lava engulfs the hunter ranger. As the bowman casually does the backstroke through the searing hot magma, he gives a thumbs up to the sky and yells "Thanks devs!". A ghostly figure appears in the clouds above and replies with a loving smile.

"No problem bro!"


La Fin



Thanks for reading and drop a comment if you enjoyed this short, yet accurate rendition of the trials that all PvP'er's must face versus a certain class this module.

hypervoreian

rapssodya wrote: »

The great weapon fighter humbly waits at the entry precipice of the arena at Mount Hotenow. His keen gaze sweeping the legendary proving ground, trodden (trolled ?)by the greatest warriors of all Neverwnter. The heat would be intolerable were it not for his armor of black ice; the greatest bounty of Icewind Dale and hard as dragon hide. He is surrounded by four fresh faced combatants - his comrades for this battle. He can practically feel their anxiety as sweat trickles from their brows on onto shoddy plates of armor and worn tunics.

The gates drop into the ground with a thump and the match begins. The great weapon fighter surges forward on his ferocious armoured bear, startling the ponies( :P ) upon which his fellow warriors ride, leaving them far behind in the distance. He leaps forward onto the control node and unleashes his battle fervour, decapitating the first unfortunate prey to to arrive from the other team. Arcane tendrils of light engulf him, lifting him high into the air whilst a barrage of blows from a guardian fighter patter off his nigh impenetrable armour. With a ground shaking, guttural roar, he breaks free of his unearthly shackles and slices the shield bearing swordsman in two. Just as his battle fury dies down and his temporary allies finally arrive on point, an invisible blade finds a small gap in his defences. With a grunt, he drops to one knee, slashing at the at the air around him and luckily a trickster rogue appears next to him - clearly surprised. The rogue rolls out of the way of a magic missile as the rest of the allied team arrives and battle truly begins.

Words of healing and the clash of metal echo throughout the arena as blazing energy blasts chunks of granite from the walls. The two teams are evenly matched with three combatants left on either side, one of them strikes from the distance with a bow. Fighting for their very lives, the heroes battle into the dawn, the great weapon fighter slowly eroding the defenses of his enemy as cooling light from a cleric healed his injuries. Then, out of nowhere a hooded figure materializes on the point. In the blink of an eye the great weapon fighter is alone; two bleeding corpses on either side of him. The grinning figure in front of him mockingly utters the words, "Good game."(lol) Then drops his bow and flicks the grizzled master of the greatsword on his chest plate. The subsequent explosion ripping the arena into ruin as white hot lava engulfs the hunter ranger. As the bowman casually does the backstroke through the searing hot magma, he gives a thumbs up to the sky and yells "Thanks devs!". A ghostly figure appears in the clouds above and replies with a loving smile.

"No problem bro!"


La Fin



Thanks for reading and drop a comment if you enjoyed this short, yet accurate rendition of the trials that all PvP'er's must face versus a certain class this module.

+1

rapssodya

Hahahah, now that would be a fitting revision!

vortix44

rapssodya wrote: »

The great weapon fighter... leaps forward onto the control node and unleashes his battle fervour, decapitating the first unfortunate prey to to arrive from the other team.

Then he wakes up. "Ahhh, closed Beta. Those were the days."