Happy Halloween Everyone! Do you believe in ghosts?

Character: MadamMedusa
Server: DawnGlory
Location: 726 970

Character= MrPurple
server= Twilight Temple US West
Location : FlowSilver Palace

Location: Land of the Burning Heart
Server: Tideswell
Character: Sweet_CheeksRT

Server:Tideswell
Character: Norezal
Location 403, 998

In a little wooden cabin, north of Etherblade, a magician’s apprentice put on a garlic necklace and strapped a wooden stake to his belt. His master had told him that ‘sparkling vampires’ were going to appear. The apprentice was so focused on getting his gear ready that he did not see his master glance in at the door opening.

“Foolish boy” the master thought, “I’ll show you the ‘sparkling vampires’ hah!”

The master was tired of the boy’s eternal babbling of these creatures ever since he had read some stupid fictional book. Therefore the master had decided to teach him a lesson. It was one of the coldest and darkest nights of the year which would set the scene for this little prank. The master lit up two torches and packed two more for the return trip. He then kicked up the door to the apprentice’s room, making the boy jump half a meter into the air. Had it not been for the sake of the prank, the master would have burst in laughter when seeing the facial expression on the boy.

“Priceless!” the master thought and said out loud in a very serious voice, “It is time for us to go my young one. Are you ready?”
“Y-yes master” the boy replied and felt a knot begin to grow inside his stomach.

The master led the boy out of the cabin and out into the cold. The old forest stood like a dark wall of shadows in front of them. The clouds had been gathering all day, but it had not been snowing which was welcomed by the master, as they were already in snow up to their knees. Although there was no moonlight, the landscape had an eerie blue glow which lightened up the ground, but it was not enough to scare off the shadows in the trees. The boy looked up and thought as if every shadow in the dark treetops were stalking them, just waiting to attack. The master led the boy to an old passage through the mountain forest. He had a very clear goal in mind - the Firecrag Grotto. Long forgotten and deserted, this cave had once hold monsters, but they were all slain now. It was the perfect setting for the little lightshow he had planned. The blank pillars, marking the front of the grotto, slowly revealed themselves before the two humans.

“Now boy” the master said, “come stand over here while I cast the spell, bringing forth the creatures of sparkling.”

The boy obediently placed himself in the safety of a large tree some thirty steps away from the entrance. The master walked slowly over to the entrance of the grotto, and made sure that it looked as if he was a bit afraid. The master smiled to himself, as he began placing obsolete items on the ground and started mumbling words that should have no meaning.

“A bit of fireworks” he thought, “and then a quick scolding should set this right.”

The boy looked in horror as he saw his master working towards what the boy imagined must be the summoning of the ‘sparkling vampires’. Suddenly a heavy fog began drifting from the grotto and a low growl began to take form. The master stopped in the midst of his ‘preparations’ and looked into the depths of the shadows. The boy could hardly see his master due to the heavy fog, but he dared not to move. Before the master’s eyes a darker shadow began to take form. Red glowing eyes appeared three meters above the ground and fire began to ignite within the shadow beast. A low deep voice spoke out to the master.

“Where is my beloved companion? Why have you, a petty human, summoned me?”

The master stood silent and felt the cold creep into the bones. The dark creature’s shape gained more mass and the master realized that it was a night prowler which stood before him in the night.

“I-I” the master said, “I d-did not sum-summon you!”
“Foolish human!” the night prowler roared “You have called me out from my dark grave with the promise of seeing my companion, and now you deny me the reward? You will pay for this!”

The boy heard his master’s terrifying scream blend with the roar of an unknown creature. The screams nailed the boy to the ground and grew louder until it was almost unbearable. They stopped at a deafening peak. To frighten to move the apprentice stood still until the fog had lifted. There was no sight of the master or the creature he had heard roaring. Shivering of terror the boy sneaked closer to the Firecrag Grotto. The items placed by the master was still present, but there was not even a footprint left of him in the snow. Almost out of his wits the boy looked around in the hopes of spotting his master. Suddenly he looked on the pillars of the grotto. Upon arrival they had been blank, but now there was an imprint of a face that somehow resembled his master, but looked distorted and turned, as if the master had been turned into a monster and sucked into the pillar. A sound began to emerge from the pillar. Driven by fear the boy dropped everything he had and ran away, not hearing the softly plea for help.

Server: Twilight Temple
Character: DarthKurisu
Location: Brimstone Pit

I was taking a walk through Brimstone Pit when I came across Blackshadow Wraith who cased me down I hid behind some wall but was over come with blue ghost like Aura above my head it consumed me and ended my life. . Luckly I had the Mystic Resurrect buff and grabbed this photo as proof before I died. . When I came back to life I saved this Photo and thought i would never use it again, boy was i wrong. . Feel and share my pain, and for those working on becoming sage beware of Brimstone Pit!

Location: Pools of Fantasy
Server: Tideswell
Character: Syveal
Image Size: 11in by 7in

The Story
While exploring the area around Dawnglory, Syveal came across a cliff ledge in the mountains surrounding the Pools of Fantasy. She was stopping to take a break when the moon vanished from the sky, and two ghostly figures appeared nearby. She took on her Reaper form to be ready in case the creatures attacked, and discovered that despite the lack of the moon, her normally shadowed form had taken on a bright glow. Furthermore, the two ghosts she had considered a threat didn't take any notice of her at all. So instead of battle, she instead decided to pose for a photo, which she had her genie take for her, so that she could prove the creatures existed.

Thousand years ago, the world wasn't as peaceful as we know it today. Giant creatures was all over our world, we all struggled for our survival. One day a creature known as the Araneid King showed up and destroyed our homes and killed hundred of people. Even though there was survivors, most died later from the poison in the air that the Araneid King left behind.
A warrior whom lost all family and friends to the Araneid King seeked revenge. She went to risk her life to defeat the Araneid King... But she wasnt strong enough and were loosing the fight, and yet there was no way she would give up. But all hope was gone for her to defeat the Araneid King. Before Araneid King's did his final blow to kill her, she sacrified rest of her lifespan to seal and turn the Araneid King into stone. The Araneid King of stone can still be found the day today in the dephts of hell, today known as Momaganon. Hopefully the seal will never be broken.



Map: Momaganon
Location: Araneid Cliffs (384, 599)
Server: Twilight Temple
Character: Satyrion​​

Location : Ruins Of Exiled
Server: Etherblade

In the year 2015 a Demon veno known as GothicWebs, whom had been roaming the lands of Pwi for 7 years had grown tired of never really having lands to call home, discovered new lands to the North East. On a sheer whim and a bought of boredom from killing the same mobs over and over she hopped on deathgrip nightmare and flew to the lands of dawnglory.
After touching down and killing some of the locals, still not pleased by the new lands decided to fly deeper into the unknown in hopes to find a valley that would fit her dark desires.
Flying for a short while she stumbled on ghostmourn woods, she thought it a good spot to stop and let her night prowler out to have some fun. Several hours later latter of letting her pet leave the woods in a blood bath she came across a path lined with high cliffs, to her is looked like it could have some promise.
Riding down the path she came to the shores of nightmare cleft. Exploring the beach she ran into Captain Jack, who seemed like a dirty deeds kind of guy she could get used to, offered her a drink. Sitting on the beach while drinking rum with Jack he started to tell her stories of his travels. She half listened to him as she day dreamed in a buzzed state of dark skies and harsh looking lands and of large winged beasts to protect her home, when Jack mentioned something that drew here out of her drunken haze. He spoke of his travels to a land called Ruins of Exiled. "Jack these ruins you speak of where are they? I must know!".
"Webs lass you're in luck. Not sure what a woman is looking for in those lands, but if you stay on the path up past Temple of Shadows you will find Ruins Of Exiled."
Faster than Jack could blink Webs had her Mysto Caster up out of the sand and was on her black horse. As he watched her ride off her heard her wicked laugh as she yelled back to him " Jack you haven't seen the last of me!".
Coming up to the Temple of Shadows she could feel the cool air leaving goose bumps on her skin, she could also hear mournful music. Following the music up to the temple she met madam Pink. Resting as she listened to Madam Pink play she noted her surroundings when something on the horizon caught her senses... the mournful cries and screams of the banshees. Banshees she thought to her self could be a delightful and dreadful way to end her foes.
As she slept on the cold hard stones pf the temple she the cries of the banshees' lulled her to sleep she dreamed of the dark skies and of the beasts that would instill fear into those who would cross her lands.
In the morning she woke faster than the sun could rise excited to reach the lands she hoped could be the nightmare of her dreams. Riding hard through the tree and the fog a shiver ran down her spine at the first shadows and the dark skies over Ruins of Exiled. She didn't know if the tingle down her spine was from fear or excitement, she didn't care she loved the rush it gave her. Stopping at the edge of the lines of dead twisted trees she jumped off her horse and summoned her Night Prowler not knowing what she may run into here she proceeded in. Jerking to a halt at the sounds of snapping twigs and heavy foot falls Prowler refused to move any deeper into the woods. "Prowler@ what in the name of Momaganon has got you turned into a coward?!". Turning to Prowler "well if your going to be a foolish beast you can stay here i'm not turning back!". Stomping off away from her misbehaving pet she heads deeper into the woods only to stop wide eyed dead in mid step, now knowing why Prowler wouldn't budge. Staring down from atop it's black panther covered in blue hell fire was the winged beasts from her dreams, the horn tipped sword welding Wraithlord Soultheif. With a jolt of fear and a racing heart she stood frozen unknowing what the wraithlord would do. After a tense stand off they both heard a crash else where in the woods causing the panther and the wraithlord bounding over her head. getting her breath bacl she screamed at Prowler to get back to her side. With him now back at her side she moved slowly back into the woods. Prowler now on high alert at every crack and snap attacked every wraith Entangler and mage that would stumble into their path came into a clearing with Webs as she first saw it. The haunted tree. Drawing her in closer she could feel the power dripping from the purple veined tree and the surrounding head stones. Looking up into the tree's branches she could see the glow and hear the crackle from the eerily lit lanterns that guided the lost souls of the land to the tree giving it it's power. "Prowler this is it. This will be my throne, we have found home at last".

Location: Corrupted Marshes (209,254)
Server: Etherblade
Character: xXybabeyXx

Character: Donifan
Server: Tideswell
Location: Elysium Village

I was doing my quests when I approached the Elysium village. My usually obeying mount refused to obey me. Whatever I tried, he was refusing to let me get inside the village. This got me curious.

Finally I managed to make him understand that we have to go there, only to be greeted by a horrible sight. Dead bodies and fires everywhere! There was a lingering regret in the air and I could hear some whispers. I could feel the victims' pain and distress so I decided to turn around and leave this place.

As I turned around, I saw a creepy weird creature staring at me. It didn't say anything but it kept on staring.

Without a second thought I left the village and never visited it again.

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Character = xOthersx
Server = Etherblade
Location = Swamp of the Wraiths

"Black Pirate always used to hunt Down every Monster or Devil that stands in his way inside Dark World. Back then
he was a kind person that everybody likes and nobody hates, but life was so hard that he couldnt handle it anymore.
Black still got a white part inside, just cant use it anymore cuz he doesnt trust anybody in this word. where its
very Dark, its very Dangerous and untrustable, Black watches everything from far using his Stealth or his Wings not
to get attention, his eyes so Powerful, Daggers so Sharp and senses dangerous before it comes.

Long night came and Black was so Lonely inside Dangerous Areas. heh, well.. always been Alone so he used to that
Lifestyle, so he faced alot of Devils inside Momaganon, Killing, Killing and..more Killing.. using his Overpowered,
skills to be able to handle the power of Devils.
Until he reached a place where he did sense a very strong Evil! close to him, and he was talking to him self saying..
"What kind of Power is that, i feel its Even stronger than Meh!..".
then he reached a Place where alot of Demons are there.. he was flying with his shiny wings from far that no demon
can reach, Ehh..Voices: *Roar of something huge*, Suddenly a huge Devilish Demon with four thorns
Appeared in front of him that even reached his far while flying.
Black tried to handle that Power, while that Demon was fighting with very strong powers, powers of Darkness. but Black
wasnt that easy Pirate tho, he was fighting and fighting till that Demon wasnt very strong anymore, Black did charge his
Daggers with his "Chill of the Deep" power and did Shout Hard : AAAAAaaa.., then he attacked him with Life Hunter Power...

Black did Fall on ground handling him self by his hand on floor, Hard fight that he lost too much power. He was glad he
did kill that demon so he gone to his Head to check out what he could get for killing a Demon like that, and after he
took a look.. there was a Red Diamond that can increases Physical Sharpness of Black's Daggers. He took it and Imbued it
on his Daggers. "Uhhh, i feel more Powerful than before.. its time for some rest, then hunting more World Bosses".After
that, Black took a rest on that Demon's Thorn feeling like a Boss him self."

Thats what the Picture showing, not Full story of Black's journy but hope you enjoy that part of it..Black is interested
in watching your stories too, Respect.. Thanks ^_^.

Location: Desecrated Lands 437, 524
Server: Tideswell
Character: iTzBlack

ty .. im not interestead in upload an image and join in a lottery... ty anyways lol... (PLEASE REWARDS FOR THE ACTIVE PLAYERS FREE)

Ghouls and ghosts began to scream and spiders emerged from their cocoons tucked away in the cliffs. As I approached the end of the winding valley, the demons made themselves known. They began to flash before my eyes and as I ran I began to see my life play out before me. Could this be the end?
I was too determined to let them catch me. I ran and ran and even the horses in the area sprinted off into the sunset. The wraiths almost had a grip on me, but then, I had a plan. Quickly, I activated stealth and crept further into the darkness. The wraiths looked confused, they must've thought that I had died when I disappeared. They were wrong, and little did they know I was behind their backs waiting to assassinate them.
There was no way out, and, although I had defeated the enemies, I knew that more would come to avenge their brethen. I couldn't turn back, they don't call it the valley of death for no reason, and I was going to find out why. Nobody had ever returned to Broken Bridge Village having set out on this adventure, and I was determined to be the first. As I reached the end of the valley I spotted a cave. The Gate of Delirium was something only myths spoke about. I entered, knowing that my journey had only just begun.