Hello folks. Let us all put our thinking caps on and come up with a story for a role-playing game. I will at the very end of this compile everything and type it up an see what kind of story we have.
There are simply a few rules we have to follow so MAKE SURE YOU READ THEM! Everyone is encouraged to join in on this, moderators included. I will lay down a small backdrop to get us started, but after that ONLY FIVE WORDS ARE ALLOWED.
If after you post your five words you realize someone posted slightly faster than you, please go back and edit your five words to make it better reflect what the person before you wrote. You ARE allowed to post multiple times, however please let there be at lease 5-10 posts in between yours. As always, this is a family and friends forum, so keep it PG-13.
Blanch stood there, looking at her reflection in the pond. "It is eerily quiet for this time of day" she thought. For as long as she could remember there was peace and tranquility in the world. That was up until the war, the war that changed everything. The war that took everything away from her. No one really knows how or why the creatures appeared. They set upon the world of Traigor like a plague. Towns were destroyed, people killed. Her betrothed among them. Blanch closes her eyes, and tries to remember his eyes, his smile. A single tear rolls down her cheek. "NO!" she yells. "I must not despair. He would not want this. I must go on and protect those who I can. I must figure out what caused these demons to appear and set things right." She grasps at her daggers at her side, squeezing them slightly, and feeling their warmth. She does not know how these blades were given the power that they have, but she is glad to have found them when she did. On the brink of death, crawling through the woods she backed herself up against a tree. The creatures were closing in on her. She had given up all hope of survival. There was no one left from her town to fight them off. She starts to close her eyes to welcome the death that is about to consume her as she hears the rampaging noises coming at her through the trees. All of a sudden she sees a small glint of light slightly off to her left inside of a tree. She gets up and runs over to the tree, and reaches her hand inside. She pulls out 2 daggers of a type of craftsmanship she has never seen before. As soon as these daggers are grasped in her hands, a flood of visions enters her mind. Visions of battle, acrobatics, and training. She feels her arms an her legs grow with a type of power she never knew existed. She felt like she could jump as high as a tree! All of a sudden an ugly walking creature with a pig snout face appeared holding an axe. Blanch was no longer fearful. Her body started to react on its own. In her mind she felt like she had no control of herself, but at the same time, was in control. She started walking up to the creature. The creature started to laugh. As blanch drew within range, he swung his axe at her. She deftly tumbled out of the way, regained her feet behind him and slit his throat all in one motion. The creature fell to his knees, and then onto his face dead. Blanch fell back against a tree behind her gasping for breath, amazed at what had just happened. How did she do this? She closed her eyes and tried to remember the visions that had flooded her mind. She regained a feeling of being calm. She brought the daggers in front of her face and looked at them. She said "maybe this is the answer. Maybe this is my fate." With her new found power, she set off to rescue what little she could from this world.
Blanch looked one more time into her reflection in the pond. "I will set things right. I will..." She was interrupted by a low snarl coming from behind her.
She Grasped her daggers and...
Ok take it from here folks!
Hello folks. Let us all put our thinking caps on and come up with a story for a role-playing game. I will at the very end of this compile everything and type it up an see what kind of story we have.
There are simply a few rules we have to follow so MAKE SURE YOU READ THEM! Everyone is encouraged to join in on this, moderators included. I will lay down a small backdrop to get us started, but after that ONLY FIVE WORDS ARE ALLOWED.
If after you post your five words you realize someone posted slightly faster than you, please go back and edit your five words to make it better reflect what the person before you wrote. You ARE allowed to post multiple times, however please let there be at lease 5-10 posts in between yours. As always, this is a family and friends forum, so keep it PG-13.
Blanch stood there, looking at her reflection in the pond. "It is eerily quiet for this time of day" she thought. For as long as she could remember there was peace and tranquility in the world. That was up until the war, the war that changed everything. The war that took everything away from her. No one really knows how or why the creatures appeared. They set upon the world of Traigor like a plague. Towns were destroyed, people killed. Her betrothed among them. Blanch closes her eyes, and tries to remember his eyes, his smile. A single tear rolls down her cheek. "NO!" she yells. "I must not despair. He would not want this. I must go on and protect those who I can. I must figure out what caused these demons to appear and set things right." She grasps at her daggers at her side, squeezing them slightly, and feeling their warmth. She does not know how these blades were given the power that they have, but she is glad to have found them when she did. On the brink of death, crawling through the woods she backed herself up against a tree. The creatures were closing in on her. She had given up all hope of survival. There was no one left from her town to fight them off. She starts to close her eyes to welcome the death that is about to consume her as she hears the rampaging noises coming at her through the trees. All of a sudden she sees a small glint of light slightly off to her left inside of a tree. She gets up and runs over to the tree, and reaches her hand inside. She pulls out 2 daggers of a type of craftsmanship she has never seen before. As soon as these daggers are grasped in her hands, a flood of visions enters her mind. Visions of battle, acrobatics, and training. She feels her arms an her legs grow with a type of power she never knew existed. She felt like she could jump as high as a tree! All of a sudden an ugly walking creature with a pig snout face appeared holding an axe. Blanch was no longer fearful. Her body started to react on its own. In her mind she felt like she had no control of herself, but at the same time, was in control. She started walking up to the creature. The creature started to laugh. As blanch drew within range, he swung his axe at her. She deftly tumbled out of the way, regained her feet behind him and slit his throat all in one motion. The creature fell to his knees, and then onto his face dead. Blanch fell back against a tree behind her gasping for breath, amazed at what had just happened. How did she do this? She closed her eyes and tried to remember the visions that had flooded her mind. She regained a feeling of being calm. She brought the daggers in front of her face and looked at them. She said "maybe this is the answer. Maybe this is my fate." With her new found power, she set off to rescue what little she could from this world.
Blanch looked one more time into her reflection in the pond. "I will set things right. I will..." She was interrupted by a low snarl coming from behind her.
She Grasped her daggers and...
Ok take it from here folks! 
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