Going to be trying something a little different here. Usually I like writing about games, the mechanics and how they are. But today and in the future I’ll try to be a bit creative with it, starting with a Rogue I created in The Chronicles of Spellborn named Siofra. This is the tale of her time in the world of TCoS and the adventures and quests she goes on.
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Journal Entry 1: The start of a new journey.
A solitray ship, traveling in the deadspell storm...
I awoke this morning on-board the shard ship Mercantile headed towards Hawksmouth on the shard called Parliament. I missed the vessel the other recruits had taken due to some… personal problems. Now, I could only go about the deck and wait for the arrival.
That is, if I could get on the deck…
You expect me to do *what*?
The door to the deck was locked and standing in front of it was the ship’s only deckhand — Stuvyan. “On your way up top, eh?” he asked. “Mind helping me out first?”
“Help? No thanks, I just want onto the deck.”
“Well, that’s alright I guess. Just have to find my key… Hey, what do you know — I’ve lost it!” Stuvyan held his hands up in a shrug, it was clear to see he had not lost it by accident. “I tell ya what, you help me and I’ll get this door open.”
I wanted to smack him, but I needed to get on deck. “Fine, what do you want me to do?”
Stuvyan smiled a bit now, motioning behind himself. “There’s some ‘menacing-looking dummies’ back there that need to be taken care of. You should also find the key in the haypiles near them.”
“Dummies? You want me to take care of…Anyway, whatever.” With only the slightest bit of a shove I headed to face the ‘menacing-looking dummies’ near the hay piles. A few quick strikes later they were reduced to rubbish and I was searching through the piles for a key.
It did not take as long as I thought it would, but still quite the annoyance. Bringing the key back to Stuvyan I noticed another smirk on his face. “Excellent work there, Siofra. You should be known as the ‘Scourge of Straw’!”
“Cut it Stuvyan. Now, can I get on to the deck or am I going to have to use you for practice next?”
“Easy there! Sure, sure — you can get on the deck now… after I finish unlocking the door. It’s quite rusted and old you see, might take a few minutes… Say! This gives me a great idea!”
Rolling my eyes I could not help but ask, “What now?”
“You see these crates lying around? They’re terribly placed and I keep stubbing my toes on them — why not take some of them out for me? I should be done by the time you get five of them broken down.” A very audible chuckle escaped his lips as he went about ‘unlocking’ the door.
“Alright, but this is the last bit of work I’m doing for you. If that door isn’t unlocked by the time I get back… well, let’s just say the Captain won’t have much use for you… not like she already does.”
Needless to say, the door was well open by the time I got back.
*To Be Continued! Preview Image:*
Looking off into the deep... purple... spell-sea?
