Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The Temple of the Lost Star

Trinity Tonks quietly made her way down the damp, stoney tunnel. Carefully she placed one leather booted foot down in front of the other, for the path before her was uneven and the torch that she held seemed to shed almost no light in the cursed pathway. Down and down she traveled, wandering further into a hidden tomb that had long thought to be only legend. Many adventurers had spent their lives searching for the treasure of this tomb in vain, only to have died in disappointment.

The slender, dark-skinned rogue moved her way around century old cobwebs and dusty animal bones with an unnatural grace. Further she descended down that narrow, stoney pathway. The air was chilly, a stark contrast to the dry, desert air of the entrance to the tomb. The sweat that had clung to the rogue's hair and trickled down her breast an hour before now chilled her to the bone, yet on she descended.

Several more hours passed and Trinity's torch had finally sputtered out. Her instincts told her to panic, but the young rogue managed to keep her calm. She continued on by touch, though she hadn't traveled far when the wall suddenly fell away from her touch.

A faint, eery singing slowly crept its way to her ears. Blindly she withdrew her daggers as the little hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Forward she crept, stone crunching beneath her feet. Suddenly a shaft of bright light erupted from the ceiling of the cavern, nearly blinding the rogue. Trinity blinked fiercely, trying to get her eyes to adjust. Surrounding her were tables laden with treasures and large, juicy fruits. The singing became louder as two rows of women clad in green feathers all but floated into the chamber from another entry point. Upon entering the chamber, one row of the feathered women floated off to the left, while the other two the right. Ending the procession was a large figure that had the body of a man and the head of a black jackal.

"Welcome to the Temple of the Lost Star," said the beast in a deep, growling voice. "We have been expecting you."

The demigod grinned. The rogue fell to her knees and wept.



I should have put something here when I originally posted. This random little story is brought to you by a challenge that Big Bear Butt threw down a bit over week or so ago. Some pretty interesting posts have popped up from it, so I definitely encourage you to check around for them!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Behind the Faces

Shared Topics. Blog Azeroth. Perhaps you've heard of these things? If you haven't, you should check them out. Every Sunday (or near every Sunday, depends on the participation) Twisted Nether does a round-up of all the participants. You should check out all those as well.

This week's topic is brought to us by Kamalia from Kamalia et alia.
Whether you have many alts or just a few, do they know each other? Do they have some sort of relationship as people living in Azeroth, or is sending materials and money between them just a game mechanic for you? If your characters do know each other, what kind of relationships do they have, and how did those relationships come into being? If they don't, what functions do your different alts serve?
Outside of my incessant need to use /emotes, I don't even remotely consider myself to be a role-player. My characters live on a strictly PvE server and generally they live to destroy and/or heal other players and NPCs. However, I have been as of late thinking about story lines and backgrounds for some of my characters for writing purposes. I mean, I have spent how many hours over the past three years vicariously living in this fantasy world wearing the names and faces of these characters? At some point I'm bound to think of a story about why they do what they do. I'm a crazy writer after all, my brain tends to do off the wall* things sometimes.

I think my characters know each other in a very general sense. Most of them are simply co-workers for missions or general contractors simply hired to make my main character's life a tad bit easier. Many of them simply trade their skills between each other. Some of my characters are very close, others simply live on the fringes on each other's lives. Perhaps I should just do a break down on all of my characters and their relationships to each other. Hopefully this isn't shooting myself in the foot with giving away how everyone interacts by writing this, messing up vital "a-ha!" moments for potential future stories. Oh well, here we go!