[Story] Uprising of a new hero

Cervantia - Sanctuary

Uprising of a new hero

It is said the spirits of ancient heroes circle in a slipstream of endless void, waiting for a moment to rise from their eternal sleep to enter a new world, a perfect world...
On the other hand it is also said playing a header on football destroys one's brain. So let's not bother with rumours and singsong tales but let another lost soul enter instead!
Traveller, what is your name? "Hmm how about TheDestroyer!" Already taken. "Alright let's try something else then ... call me NamelessHero!" Sorry taken. "Gods..." Yes my son? "Oh it's nothing I was just ... never mind, I shall be called TheNewScarletAvenger" Name is too long. "TheAvenger!" Taken. "Superman" Taken. "Arrg ehm Michael!" Taken. "MICHAELL!" Taken. "BigPunisher!" Also taken. "-sighs deeply- how about The_NewGuy?" That one is still available. You're free to go.

After one hour of overjoyed celebration by running around his swivel chair, a new man entered the troubled lands of the Etherblade outskirts. He opened the doors of the Eagle's Inn tavern, his youthful long blonde hair moving in a gentile summer breeze. He stepped onto the stony road, his glace was scanning the area around: Fresh green grass, a peaceful looking river, a joyful music being played somewhere nearby, the mournful cries of slaughtered bugs ... wait a second did The_NewGuy just see slaughtered bugs? Indeed he did, and the guy killing a good dozen of them looked exactly like him!
"This must be a long lost brother, I shall step over and tell him how much I missed him since we got separated at birth."
The_NewGuy approached his twin: "Hey there good brother, I missed you so much. Let me hold you into my arms to celebrate our reunification!"
Well the answer wasn't what he expected as the other man opened his mouth and spoke: "Wtf **** ALERT gtfo ololololol."
Seriously confused our hero continued his path until he reached a promising looking man wearing a yellow emblem on his jacket. Finally someone to welcome The_NewGuy at this place and give him first orders as an imperial blademaster: Slaughter a dozen bugs.

About an hour later, his rubbish clothes soaked in beetle blood, The_NewGuy reached the City of Etherblade. He got order to report to the city's guard captain as soon as possible, so he better hurry before they all go to dinner. A massive gateway announced the beginning of Etherblade, guards standing left and right the entrance, their stern look focused in a straight line no matter how hard The_NewGuy waved his hands in front of their faces in order to start a conversation to ask the whereabouts of their captain. In some distance a massive rock towered above the scenery, there was an impressive huge sword sticking inside. The enchanting look of this beautiful city drew our hero inside, setting one foot before the other he slowly promenaded through the main road. Just when his eyes began to scan the small shops and houses at the side, something ... no somebody dropped from the sky and almost smashed The_NewGuy into the ground. Amazed he watched a person climb out of the impact crater, just to ascend a nearby rock again and leap of once more. Again the poor guy fell to the ground, this time slamming into the tailors shop who stared angrily at her destroyed show box
"Dam I'm really sorry I just want that stupid chest up there" - really strange people at this place.
Anyway, he came to search the guard's captain but in the busy mass of people swirling around everywhere, it was impossible for The_NewGuy to find the right man. That's why he decided to ask at a nearby shop, being a local the shop's owner surely knew where to go. Now in a strange city such as Etherblade, even the shops look different from normal. A pink kitten proudly announced the cheapest stuff around. And the kitten was not alone: Everywhere The_NewGuy turned he saw shops announcing this and that, some even arrow pointing at another shop with a warning to get ripped there - how attentive! The_NewGuy will never fall for the rip-off shop's dirty tricks thanks to this friendly advice. However no matter at which shop's door he knocked, nobody answered his desperate calls for help. Luckily at the end of the road the captain stood patiently waiting for his newest recruit, and so the mysterious cats had indeed lead The_NewGuy towards a promising future.

After days of hard training, the captain finally gave order to The_NewGuy to visit General Summer at the capital. How exciting! He got handed over a map showing both cities and also written order how to use the magic teleportation network of the perfect world. Too bad The_NewGuy can not read, that's why he decided to walk.
Following the narrow sandy road for hours, he reached a river with a broken bridge that once must have been the way across. Carefully balancing over the rotten planks, The_NewGuy made it to the middle of the rushing river, then he stopped. The strange thing about it was he actually wanted to slowly move further, but he couldn't. No matter how hard he focused his mind, his body wouldn't move. Then out of the sudden all suppressed moving energy burst out and The_NewGuy shot uncontrollably forwards right into the unpleasant cold water below. Another hero, looking like a human panda cloaked in shining light, who introduced himself as MrCarebear, explained to The_NewGuy he just got caught in a phenomenon called laaaaaaag. Also the very friendly panda offered him a quick ride to Archosaur, however the horse refused to take any male passengers on board - petulant sexist beast.

On foot, but safely accompanied by MrCarebear, The_NewGuy finally made his way to the city of Archosaur. There the friendly panda introduced his new acquaintance to his fellow people. Now The_NewGuy was a proud member of the strong faction "WePwn", counting seven members of which only two refused to speak with a n00b, and was ready to explore this impressive moloch of a city. At the city's west district he got caught again in the phenomenon he had experienced at the bridge already. A place of incredible mysteries indeed.
Now as a real hero of the impressive 21th level The_NewGuy badly was in need of a drink. The coins in his pockets yelled: Bring some wine, let's celebrate!
In front of the winemaker however a man tipped onto The_NewGuys shoulder whispering:
"Shhh you there. Don't waste your money onto wine ... give it to me instead. I'll tell you the most exciting stories around! The name is Duke by the way, Duke Blake."
Curious and hungry for any possible wisdom, The_NewGuy handed over coins after coins in a bunch of ten each time to Duke. He spend hours listening to this and that, making notes, imagine his return to the faction with all the new acquired wisdom. MrCarebear would surely be delighted, if not deeply impressed by his latest member!
However as soon as his wallet was empty the Duke refused to tell any more rumours and walked away - unthankful ****. Some snickerish laughter from a nearby corner lead The_NewGuy to a cat woman playing with animals.
"Hey there cat woman why are you laughing at me?" Asked our confused hero.
"Very simple: The Duke just draw every single coin you had out of your pockets. And guess what he's going to do with it now? He's surely going to spend it for one of his many wifes, or maybe he'll buy some of the wine, you desired, for himself. His voice is getting ruff from yelling throughout the town very often recently, you know."
Alright lesson learned. The_NewGuy would surely never again in his entire life fall for such a cheap trick.

A few weeks later The_NewGuy had widely increased his reputation as a reliable helper for people in need. He was proudly wearing a polished mid-50-armor and walked around the streets of Archosaur to show off and also look for a good deal at the numerous catshops around. Suddenly an unknown stranger whispered at him. It was a girl, a very pretty girl in fact.
"Hi kan you gif mi sum mony plz?" She obviously suffered from a bad speech disorder. Nevertheless our hero, deeply amazed by the size of her ****... ahem I wanted to say by her promising personality and graceful appearance, placed one hundred coins in her hand.
"**** it gimme mor you sik mother****." She also seemed having difficulties with speaking certain words, but The_NewGuy was still able to figure what she was saying. And the generous hero gave another hundred coins so the poor girl could take care of her sick mother too.

Another time The_NewGuy wandered along Shattered Jade Shore when he spotted another lady in need: An uncommon tall amazonic looking warrior woman in danger, threatened by a gigantic snake monster! Our hero began to consider if he was strong enough to slay this beast, but the fact that the lovely woman was only little dressed washed all doubts away in the blink of an eye. His sword raised high, a fearsome battle cry on his lips he approached the vile beast ... just to find himself greyed out lying on the sandy ground.
This must have been his end, the death of a fool torn apart by a mighty spell. The giant woman and the snake monster seemed to be partners, and he had fallen for their tricks. Slowly his vision began to fade, he wondered how the other side would be like but then something uncommon happened: The cloudy sky made room for an angel. Armed with only a wand she was dropping to the ground and cast a song of revival onto the fallen man. He clicked the button, and arose like phoenix from the ashes. A moment of triumph over death itself - two seconds later Cenminators Aoe killed both The_NewGuy and his saviour angel, but it's the token gesture that counts.
When both our hero and the unlucky cleric, who introduced herself as XxIHealUxX and claimed to be an elf instead of an angel, decided to go back to town he used this opportunity to ask her about what she was here for. She answered that she intended to improve her skills by following a written down prophecy made by some oracle not long ago, or rather: around five hundred of these prophecies. She generously left two of them for The_NewGuy so he could seek wisdom and strength as well.
When he approached the vicious pirate ghosts mentioned in the scrolls and was about to hit one, a very decent looking man with the shiniest armour The_NewGuy had ever seen rode by on his three-tailed white fox: "Omfg oracle n00b olololol." In that very moment he recognised his long lost twin again, who he had already met when the adventure began.


Speaking of beginning: What is left for a hero after month of training and improving his skills to the end of his journey? Yes it is the battling for land, better known as territory wars. In the meantime The_NewGuy had left WePwn, since he had been the only member online in month and even his long time friend MrCarebear did not show up anymore (due to a lifetime ban for verbal abusing the gods in person of gamemaster Spoons), and joined a large and ambitious faction named "WeSoonHaveLand" (WSHL).
Messengers swiftly brought word to the defenders of flag hills that WSHL was about to launch a massive attack onto their terrain.
Well prepared for this epic clash of two coequal armies they stood lined up in two rows, side by side spear by spear. In front of the noble elite troops where nobody was under level 90, the canon fodder infantry stood, our level 72 hero The_NewGuy among them. Rain cold as ice was falling onto the battlefield, high above the scenery crows gathered expecting the upcoming bloodshed, steam emerged from a hundred throats when the signal to attack was given and thunderous war cries filled the plains: CHARGE!
The front lines of melee fighters collided, the more skilled fighters rolling to the side trusting left and right with their spears, impaling their opponents. Countless fireballs and a rain of arrows launched from the behind ranks by wizards and archers filled the air, the buzzing sound of the arrows vibrating in The_NewGuys ears, his nose smelling smoke he felt the fire's heat rushing past him. The stomping of powerful barbarian warriors shook the earth. It was time for himself to enter the battle indeed. Just when he was about to launch his attack onto an unguarded wizard, his movement stopped. The_NewGuy toppled over, lost his weapon and blackened out instantly - you have been killed by ArcherGirl69. Must have been her revenge for calling her a lez on world chat recently...

So what is it that a man should do after having experienced and endured all these things mentioned? Continue levelling until he hit one hundred and five? Make his own faction and guide new people through the difficulties of living in a perfect world? Or maybe quit the game because he is unwilling to compete with over geared and immensely refined people?
The answer is: None of these. The_NewGuy decided to marry one of Duke Blake's fresh divorced women, move to a fancy house (yes in this PW version there is housing) in the middle of nowhere between Sundown Town and Plume, and live a peaceful life with their six all class pets, only sometimes listening to the words carried by the wind (also known as worldchat) that say: We are still here and yes it's a lot of fun!

The End