Here is a little story I wrote, the campaign will continue from here.
The First Prophecy
Standing tall at the highest point in the hall, the old man opened his huge book. His dark red cloak was completly straight, not even containing a crease. His long white beard hung down to his hips. Even his lenghty hair was white. Below him, hundreds of men all varying in age stood looking cureously at him. They in turn also had long robes in different colurs and brightness donned. The man made a gracious gestre with his left hand to those in the room, it fell quiet. His voice was hard but surprisingly loud.
"Welcome brothers, another year of our lives has past and much knowledge has been learned and much wisdom has been gained. This will be my final time as leader of this gathering of great minds, as I am soon to leave this world. Well enough of that and back to the agenda. My first task is to appoint a new leader for you all, I have already choosen two, all you have to do is cast your vote."
Two men began to move in the crowd. They quickly assended to the side of the old man.
"These two wizards are those whom you may choose, but vote wisely my brothers because this is a very important matter. Well,those who wish to vote for Valgran may raise your staff."
Within seconds what seemed like half of the wizards had raised their Wands. With blinding speed they had been counted.
"Fourty eight votes for Valgran, now I not shure how many of you are here today so the rest of you may vote for Irimath now."
Those who had not raised their hands before did it now.
"Fourty nine votes for Irimath, well then I declai........."
Suddenly the hall was filled with light, when the wizards began to look back up at the old man their faces became twisted in horror. The old man was floating several meters above the ground, his head looking up into the cealing. His head moved slowly to look at the audience. His old blue eyes had turned completly black. He began to speek but ot in his own voice. His voice ecoed and was deep and distorted.
"I am here to tell you the names of those who will carry my prophecy! They will declare my words in the following order! Garath Wisiam!"
Several wizards backed away from one of their brothers.
"Raminal Tirdrath, Guen Quilmar, Armal Hightorn, Micheal Kaim, Linial Craft, Mirmath Lilion, Phillip Raige, Calim Ionar, Levai Maige, Richard Longing, Adrian Pastar and Fayn Dulos."
Upon every brow of every man in the room there was sweat.
"The thirteen are spoken! The prophecy begins!"
The men look at eachother to see the others reactions.
"The Dark Order cometh!"
The old man fell to the floor slowly turning several time in the air before hitting the ground, dead.
The Child
Six years after the first prophecy was spoken the kings wife bore child.
On a late and dark night the kings wife went into labour. By the light of morning a baby girl was born, her name was to be Sarina.A week later the Queen and Sarina were out in the palace grounds when the King went to find them, the Queen looked like she was feeding Sarina so the King walked over to them. When he came close he found an arrow lodged in his wifes chest, Sarina was still feeding on her mothers milk. The king became a wreck after loosing his wife, often leaving the kingdom for several days to ride and clear his mind. On Sarinas eighth birthday, Sarina was sitting in her fathers lap hugging him and thanking him for all of the wounderful gifts that she had recieved.
"Father, thank you for all of the perfect gifts that I receved on this day."
The king was about to answer when he saw a dark clad figure climb in through the window. The king lifted Sarina up and hid her behind the soffa and told her to stay there.
"Well your majesty, you know why I am here so lets get on with business"
The king stood up and looked at the man in his eyes.
"If you mean to take her from this world then I can not stop you, but I can try"
The king ran towards the dark clad man but was blasted back accross the room over and behind the sofa. He lay only an armslength away from Sarina. The blood from his mouth was spilling onto the ground ut he managed to speak.
"Sarina, I love you with all my heart, but now I am going to leave you. You have to promise to be a good girl and to never forget me, do you promise?"
Sarina nodded not understanding what was going on.
"Good girl"
The kings eys shut and Sarina heard a voice.
"Well then my young girl it is time for us to leave"
The Awakining
Sarina awoke in a small bed. Her hair was messy and her hands were dirty, her fingernails were extremly long. The room was small and only had one window, which overlooked a forest. The door opened and creaked.
"Well well you have woken up my dear, you have been asleep for a long time. Might I ask who you might be little one?"
"I, I'm not shure" Sarina looked at the old women who stood in the doorway.
"All that I know is that my name is Sarina"
"You don't remeber anything else?"
"No, i'm sorry"
"Well then you can stay with us untill somebody finds you"
But nobody ever came to find Sarina and she lived with the old women and her husband for the next eleven years. The old man was the first to pass away when Sarina was fourteen, and when Sarina had just turned nineteen the old women also died.
The Beginning
Sarin walked through the dense forest, on her way home to the village that was her home. She did not remeber the days of her life in the palace and mabe it was best so. Sarina looked at the sky that was beginning to become dark and saw a horrible sight. There was smoke rising from the direction of her village. Sarina rushed towards her home, dropping the boar she had slung over her shoulder. She came into the village and saw that it was all aflame. Dead bodys of children and their family everywhere. A small group of people stood inside a ring of solidiers. Sarina rushed over to them.
"What has happened here!?"
One of the knights stepped forward.
"The village was attacked by the Dark Order, they have returned and they are attacking villages at random. We were too late to save this village but we will save the next."
Sarina walked closer.
"Those monsters! Why would they kill a whole village that has done nothing wrong!? I will follow you knights and exact my revenge"
So the people i would like is:
Sorry all the positions are full except 1 more skinner.
Here are some pics. More pics here:
http://www.wc3campaigns.com/showthread.php?t=70799
Anyone who wants in post here.
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