Hello Everyone,

Reviving this blog because I found another use for it.

Today I managed to grab hold of Zi Yuan (Leonard), Lutfi and Hao Jian and made them come over to my place and have a quick game of Dungeons and Dragons, although Lutfi just sat far away, trying to study 13 chapters. (He only managed to study only half of a chapter.) But at least he managed to give us moral support and the occasional laughs.

Anyway.
Before starting our adventure, me and Zi Yuan helped Hao Jian create a character to represent him in the magical world of Dungeons and Dragons. He created a Half-Elf Paladin and named it "Jesus Heian", a name in which he insisted greatly on. Half-Elfs are mixtures of Humans and Elfs, therefore the name "Jesus", a human name and "Heian", an Elf name. And on the "Appearance" section, he almost wanted to put Malay features for his character.
What the hell right?

Me and Zi Yuan had already created our characters beforehand. Mine was a godly Deva Avenger that goes by the name of "Tsoltan", and Zi Yuan made a ferocious Dragonborn Sorcerer called "Grunt". And this is where the adventure starts.

The story will be narrated by the characters point of view, not us, the players point of view. AND YEAH THERES NO SCHOOL TOMORROW.

So the back-story goes like this:
Grunt, who is Zi Yuan's character, was escorting a merchant from Fallcrest to another town.
Fallcrest was a noob town for low level players to rest and stock up, much like Lumbridge in Runescape. Along the way, the pair was ambushed by goblins and the merchant's box was stolen from him. Witnessing the overwhelming horde of goblins, Grunt and the merchant returned to Fallcrest to look for other heroes who are willing to help Grunt acquire the lost merchant's box.

And that is when Grunt met Tsoltan (Me) and Jesus (Hao Jian) in an inn at Fallcrest. Tsoltan, being a Deva, divine beings who believed strongly in justice and order, were disguisted at the actions of the foul goblins and immediately volunteered after listening to Grunt's dilema. Jesus, although also a holy warrior, just wanted to join for the fun of it. Heck there might be some coins in the pockets of dead goblins. "Ah what the heck, as long as a can level up." Certainly the right attitude for a warrior of divinity.

So Grunt, Tsoltan and Jesus, left the town of Fallcrest at dawn on the next day and headed out to the goblin lair. Halfway through their journey, the trio came across a crossroad that was shadowed by a nearby crumbling tower which only half of its original height remained. The ruins of the the other upper half littered around the gloomy tower, overgrown by ferns and moss.

It was at that instant when they heard low growls coming from the trio's sides and a mad laugh that came in the direction of the tower. The sources of a growls revealed themselves as wolves as they appeared behind large rocks that were at both sides of the road. Two wolves. A goblin appeared from behind the tower and the adventurers knew straight-away who the irritating laugh came from. Jesus' hand reached for his battle-ax that was sheathed at his back as Tsoltan pushed aside his cloak to draw his eastern-designed Scimitar from his jewelled scabbared. Grunt released a roaring cry that in a way empowered all three of them while ribbons of arcane energies danced about his hands. All three prepped up for death, the monsters unfortunate and inevitable death.

This is where thing started to get pathetic.

Jesus was the first to act, clad in chainmail and holding his battle-ax over his head, he dashed straight for the nearest wolf and sunk the blade of his blessed ax into the torso of the wolf. That powerful swing would have impaled a wolf to death, but this wolf was not any normal wolf. The wolf were of monsterous breeds, more muscular and tougher than of any natural wolf. It did some damage but the wolf still stood.

Grunt turned to the other wolf, and aimed a charged ball of energy towards the second wolf. He released the pulsing ball of magics towards the second wolf, but he missed. Tsoltan, feelling all glorious and heroic, charged for the goblin, who obviously was the coordinator of the ambush, with the intention of finishing of the leader quickly. But he obliviously put himself in between the second wolf and the goblin coordinator found himself in deep shit. He was being flanked, by the wolf and the goblin.

Being only at level 1, Tsoltan desperately tried to fend of the bites of the wolf and crooked blade of the goblin. Grunt, seeing his comrade in a pinch, aimed and fired several magical bolts on the wolf. Sadly, all his bolts were wide and way off target and soon, Tsoltan found himself kissing the brown dirt of the ground, hands clutching deep wounds.

By this time, Jesus, the armoured holy warrior, had killed the first wolf . With quick battle-prayer and a swing fueled by divine vigour, Jesus impaled his glowing battle-ax into the the stomach of the monstrous wolf. The monster held its ground, but as he pulled his ax out of the bleeding wolf, he could tell that the animal was now weak. Jesus followed up with a less elaborate attack, as a prayer was not uttered when he dropped the ax-blade on the skull of the wolf killing the monster. As he pulled out his bloodied battle-ax, Jesus muttered a quick prayer for the animal, and a golden "125 XP gained" appeared above his head. But the Paladin did not turn away from the battle without a scratched. He was wound head to toe by bites in which he could not fend off. He turned to check on the other two and was shocked to see Tsoltan crawling towards him with hands pressing on wounds and Grunt backing towards him, as he attempted to charge another icy magic bolt.
Jesus sighed.

The situation only got worse, although Tsoltan managed to crawl to Jesus and stop his bleeding, the remaining wolf and goblin closed in to surround Grunt. The paladin noticed it and uttered a warding prayer to protect the Sorcerer. A golden shield which seemed to be made entirely of light appeared at the front of Grunt. At least his front was safe. The wolf walked up towards Grunt, dodging another magical missile, growling as if mocking the clumsy sorcerer who was missing every shot right from the start.

The daft goblin inched behind Grunt, with his scarred, green back facing Jesus. What a fool. The paladin took the opportunity to make a crushing blow with his ax which struck the fool of the goblin at his ribs, instantly sending the goblin to its doom. The wolf turned towards the unexpected attack on his goblin master. Tsoltan, noticing the wolf distracted, gathered everything was left of his strength and pounced on the wolf stretching his sword arm, aiming his decorated Scimitar at the wolf's neck. The Deva was not sure if would even reach the wolf, considering his wounds and weakness, but then he felt his jab coming to a rude stop and he fell into the mud, only hoping he did not struck Grunt by mistake That would be embarrassing.

Tsoltan opened his eyes, and saw Grunt sitting upright on the ground, he scanned for any injuries he might have caused but found none. But what was the jerk he felt? He turned to his right while still lying down on the floor and found fangs right in front of his face. He shrieked, for level 1 characters are scaredy-cats. But something was wrong, the wolf was not moving. As his eyes focused he noticed a familiar fancy scimitar sticking out of the wolf's throat. "Hey that's my sword!" Tsoltan have a sigh of relief as he turned away from the dead wolf. Jesus approached the wolf and offered a quick prayer.

Now is a good time to remind you guys that their quest was to raid a dungeon and retrieve the the merchant's box. But they were no where near any dungeon and already they were dying. So all of them decided to turn back to Fallcrest to recover from their wounds and stock up on healing potions. Grunt picked up Tsoltan with one hand and flung him over his mighty shoulder. The Deva shrieked a loud painful curse, then immediately regretted his outburst and uttered a quick prayer of forgiveness. Jesus was just glad he did not have to carry the large Deva. And they all headed back to Fallcrest.

This is the end of the story. All this took about 15 minutes in game time, but 45 minutes in real-time. And yes, all this epicness came from a table-top rpg game. This is what Dungeons and Dragons is about.

So if you want to experience this epic adventure, feel free to express your interest and my pals and I will create a level 1 character for you to start you off.

And Lutfi? Lutfi just sat at the dining table, studying and watching his J-Rock bands. But like I said, at least he was there for moral support!

Labels: Dungeon Diving, Stories