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thats kinda scary how ppl right that much about sro.... just, scary

shouldn't this be sticky?
EDIT: ah i see deacon condensed it.

its a novell.

other people write 500 pages on knights, we write a couple of chapters about things happening
in this game.

quite a lame reply tbh.. like, go away please..

cin, don't make fun of him, he is obviously not someone that likes to RIGHT more than 1 sentence at a time.

I just had to do that.

In your face, Icealya... I owned you with that 1 vote after an extended poll... /sarcasm

I will see how this week goes before I decide to write...or not.

He allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction. Around him was assembled the finest fighting force he had ever been a part of, some of them soldiers, some of them traders who had lost it all, some of them just born for the job. Out of all the picks they've done, this would be there most difficult. Not even 4 days ago a caravan dispatched from Jangan, planning to make its way across China, into Asia minor, and finally end in Constinople. They were nearing Donwhang now, and from his scouts reports, they have encountered no problems. Good, he didn't want any of their valuble goods stolen before they stole them.
He glanced another fond eye over fellow fighters, none he knew to actually have a bad heart, all just men with a job. Some of the more carefree ones lazed about, eating whatever they could scrounge up, the veterans who have seens plenty of death in their life, slept or meditated to prepare themselves for the coming mayhem, and the less experiences nervously cleaned their weapons and made small jokes with eachother to try to assure themselves, they were gonna make it out alright.
"Sir!"
"Steady on, its Li, I can't take this Sir crap."
"Yes si.. Li! I've tracked the caravan as ordered, and they have stoped to make camp for the night"
"Good, where at?"
"Just as you said sir, outside of Earth Ghost Canyon"
Li smiled again, things might just come out ok, traders always went the short way, especially big ones, secure in their strength.
"Go get some sleep son, tomorrows gonna be crazy."
With that the scout took his leave and went to receive his portion of oats the cook had prepared out of their meagre supplies. Li wish he had more to feed his men, but he wouldn't risk someone going to town, the gaurds have become more skepticle, more ruthless. He laid down on the ground and pulled his raggy blanket over his lean form.
Tomorrow would be crazy.
"I want archers with bow-strings taunt, I want swords shining, I want spears at hand, and I want your assholes puckered up so you don't shit yourselves when you see the enemy, cause believe me, theres a ton of the bastards." The men chuckled nervously, preparing for the carnage just an hour away.
"They've packed up, the hunter's vanguard is moving already!" The scout reported as he took his place in line in the hills, with the archers, ready and eager for the ambush.
"I want them taken out quickly and silently, we can't let caravan know whats waiting for them."
He layed down and looked into the cavern below, archers on both sides of the hill awaited for his hand to drop, to extinguish the light of the the eyes of the men that walked below them. Li's hand paused in midair while he thought, many of these men were not different than his own, or even him, they probably could of even been friends. But not in this life, his hand lowers and the bows twung as they released their darts into the bodies of the vangaurd.
"Now everyone, remove them from sight and get ready for the real rumble!"
Ten of the new recruits hastily each dragged a body out of immediate sight and returned to their hiding places among the crevices and rocks jutting out of the ground. The main body was in sight, men leading giant Oxen loaded with as many goods as their huge frames could support. Li's smile was gone in a flash, there were more than he anticipated, much more, why had his scouts not informed him of this number? He turned to the archer next to him, who was equally confused.
"It's ok, we'll get through this and have a drink at the end." He reassured the soldier.
Would they? It would be difficult. He grabbed his sword and shield, and slid down the far side of the mountain, where his personal group awaited his arival.
"Lets do it".
With that, he let loose his commanding bellow, "ARCHERS RELEASE!" The caravan was momentarily shocked as a number of their own men fell peirced from above, then the ground forces quickly ran out to use the suprise they had left, Li ran forth and stabed a hunter, appreciating the adreniline that flew through him, now the fun began. The hunters were only taken off gaurd momentarily, and the fight was joined with a vengeance, neither side giving quarter.
Li and his 3 remaining men limped across the scorched fields, hastening to their mounts to make for hotan, as the trade route would be using donwhang as a rest stop. The piss was still wet in two of his men's pants, they seemed to have the advantage in the beginning, it seemed to be going according to plan. Then 2 hunters showed their prowess in the art of death dealing. One heavily armored, the other with only scant protection, tore through the thieves with their weapons, which almost seemed to glow while they relished each drop of blood they spilt. One carried a giant sword, the other a glaive, and neither would be stoped, the archer's had spent their arrows, and began to simply drop them and shimmy down the hills in an attempt to flee. They were caught by another group of hunters that had circled the hills in the case of an ambush on the main trade route. That group had now circled around and Li and his ground troops were held in a pincer. Li knew he had lost, and it would be feeble to sacrifice more lives, he roared in his frustration at the helplessness of the situation, and charged through the new come hunters. He seemed to grow in stature as he cut down his enemies to allow his men through, but the hunter's duo, their pride, was cutting down myraids of the massed thieves with apparent ease and pleasure.
Li and 3 remaining men finally made it to their horses, 2 cried openly and cursed the gods for their fate. One was made of sterner stuff, and did not show emotion, although his eyes gave away his sorrow.
"We'll rest here for the night, we leave at the first light tomorrow." The men, Shen, Ho, and Manchu fell down and hastened off to a land of nightmares.Li simply sat there the whole night, cursing himself for allowing such a calamity to happen, and wondering where he and his men would find their place on the Silk Road.

I tried. And yes it eventually ties in with the saga

Lol, that was fast.


Such mastery of the english language, such descriptions of a legendary battle...and pissed pants...and yet it all started with a disappointing miss on the grammar



I know you said this ties in later on, but it's really risky not to tie it somewhere in there when it's a collaborative work. You never know who might screw up the linking.

Great read, I enjoyed ALMOST every sentence!

Thanks for the feedback torinchibi
and damnit their*

I am new to this forum and discovered this thread only recently. I hope to be able to continue the story in a proper manner. I am currently in the process of writing my reply, which I find to be quite adequate for this competition. Good luck to all participants, and may your pen be your greatest accomplice.

We are looking at a really good turnout this time. A lot of new people are joining in with their own chapter 5 submissions.

I hope you guys stay for the later chapters as well.

I have finished my submission. May the best writer win. 981 words.

A single shard of broken light shone into the run-down shack, illuminating the dusty corner where the boy slept along with his new found companion. Everything seemed so…peaceful, as if it were an alternate reality paralleling the boy’s ordeals.

The boy was first to awake, slowly rising in the filthy hovel. He shook off the pains of a long journey, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. It was a brisk morning, and the boy shivered under his robe, teeth chattering quietly. The boy stepped over to the door, making sure not to wake the others, and opened it. On his journey he did not have the chance to take in the serene, grandiose environment into which he was thrust.

Towering above him were the remains of the ancient city of Karakoram. Once an elaborate city sheltered by the mountains of old, Karakoram prospered as the hunting center of the West. The fierce monsters of the hills, the Mujigis and Ujigis roamed free among the mountains dividing the Western Continent. Some of the greatest hunters from all parts of the world would embark on adventure to capture one of these formidable beasts. Farther west, lies the unknown Oasis. Few of the even bravest hunters have attempted to wander to the Oasis. Fewer have come back. Legends tell the story of a being of mythical proportions.

“And with the coming of the Yeti the Earth shook on its pedestal, vowing in its rumbling, calloused voice to enslave the Yeti to the Earth. So it came to pass that the Yeti would stumble throughout the western mountains, forging a world of its own. It shall wander hopelessly alone finding shelter in only the darkest of caves. For centuries no human knew of the Yeti.”


Suddenly the boy realized how far he had come. He witnessed the death of his best friend and his true identity was revealed unto him. His mind was full of blood, inner meaning, and visions of a battle with the darkest of his enemies, Lord Yarkan. Walking back to the shack to wake Neon, the boy thought of the stranger lying on the cot. Why was this man out in the wilderness? He did not look fit for the wild, much less a tournament of warriors.
“Neon, arise, for the day is young!” shouted the boy.

No answer came from the shack so the boy grabbed the rusted handle of the half rotten door and peered in. It was still a motionless scene, Neon in the corner and the stranger on his cot, snoring loudly. The floor creaked as the boy stepped to the corner where his companion slept.

“Who is that?” cried out the stranger in an alarming voice.
Confused the boy stammered, “It is only I sir, a mere boy. I intend no harm.”

The haggard man’s rags seemed to drip on his body as he rose to face this newcomer. Spear in hand he lifted his head to look the boy in the eyes.

“Very well. Sit down boy, I have much to say.”

As if his word was law, the boy placed himself on the floor.

“I must tell you a story, before Neon awakes.”

“How did you know his na—,” the boy replied astonished.

“Do NOT interrupt me,” the man said in his largest voice.

The man grabbed his beard, closed his eyes and sighed deeply…

“It all began when the God of Snow, commander of all that is cold came into discord with her daughters. The youngest of the daughters, a talented witch named Isyutaru had disobeyed her mother’s orders to destroy the spiders which had begun to terrorize the countryside. This infuriated the God of Snow. Her mother banished her to this land, sentencing her to rule her ice world eternally. Here she could command her spiders on her own. With the coming of Isyutaru, Karakoram became a frozen wasteland. Neither human nor animal could survive. Isyutaru grew lonely whilst ruling her ice kingdom. Soon she discovered the Yeti, suffering from the same loneliness. They formed an alliance bonded with an oath of ice and became remarkable allies. To this day, no man has survived the allure of Isyutaru. All have succumbed to the breath that freezes the soul. Be aware young traveler, for there is more in this wilderness than your mind is prepared for.”

The boy nodded as if there was nothing else to say. Then, almost as fast as he had fallen asleep, Neon arose with a look of contempt on his face.

“Who are you and why do you speak to my companion in such low voices?” Neon demanded. His eyes burned with hatred that was confusing to the young boy.

“Do not fret brave soldier, for I am not your enemy as much as your mind is,” responded the old man dreamily.

“You still have not told me who you are, you filthy beggar!”

“As of right now I do not wish to share with you my identity for it should spoil the mood and quest which you are undertaking. I do ask one favor. Let me join you in your travels. I believe I can prove useful to you if you give me a chance.”

As he finished his request the old mans dented spear began to glow a faint pink color. It seemed to almost shimmer. The boy shook his head and the glow was gone after he opened his eyes. Apparently Neon had not seen the spear for he had his back turned, reflecting on the man’s statement.

“If you vow to take heed to my warnings and understand that you fall under my command, I have no issue with you joining our expedition.”

The addition of this mysterious old man only lent more confusion to the world which the boy lived in. How can I come out of this alive he pondered?

very nice

wow, i really liked what i read.

Ohhh! That 1 was really good too. I got confused when everyone seemed to know who Neon was when only "the kid" knew his name, but it made sense later. Which brings me to another question, where did the kid go during the conversation (the kid is the islam assassin with claw style daggers that is apparently the prince of hotan from chapter 3), and how does the guy on the cot know Neon's name?
Actually, nvm about the 2nd part, I guess the boy could have asked how the old man knew Neon's name without actually knowing the name himself.

Great story, and yet another char joins the party... although I suspect the new char is Neon's master in disguise.

EDIT: Oooh, maybe the kid was writing his name in the snow. He did live in a warm place most of his life...

I'll give it a try too...

brb with a nice story...

I liked Omnipotent's story more then Terminals' because Omni followed the story line and introduced the newly introduced character...

Terminal just added another char when the question still burns:
Who the **** is that old guy?

wow.

will read through them asap.
my 2 busiest weeks of the year atm :[

....Can't even compare last week to this week. 2nd day and we already have 3 entries, with more to come. I guess no new entry from me this week, I will let the fresh blood duke it out.


....I don't know where you guys got this idea of the old man, but seriously, I said Neon's master fought LY and supposedly died. Neon flees and meets the islam kid, then they walk towards hotan and they walk into a shack. There they see a boy. So my story involved 4 chars, but 1 was only talked about, and the person laying on the floor was a young boy holding a spear. Not an old man.

So if the three chars are sleeping together, I was expecting the mention of all three of them unless you are taking the story somewhere else the way terminal did. The sudden morph of young boy to old man just baffles me.

EDIT:...frigging Icealya stalks this post and makes me write "EDIT"

Since I like to give my explanation for the inconsistencies of some parts in people's stories here's my short explanation for the morphing of the young boy in the cabin to an old man being carried in.


In fact, Neon and the kid woke up the next morning, but the boy with the spear did not. He remained sleeping, and with nothing to eat and no fire wood, Neon and the kid went out to gather supplies. They were in a hurry to reach Hotan, but they didn't want to leave the young spearman alone in the shack. While they are gathering firewood/hunting for food, they see an old man laying face down nearby a pile of Yeti corpses. (could be no corpses around, but when you imagine a pile of corpses, you realize that in reality 1vs 10 isn't easy, so the guy must have been pretty strong). So, being all concerned for people's lives, the two carry him in the cabin, and Gonio sees them.

That's why the young spearman doesn't show up in Icealya's story, but now we got 2 spearman chars.

Well, Ice, great story, really.

But..

it doesn't really fit, huh?

well, unless you would add torin's little extra, or torin just changes his last week chapter, if you see Omni's and Ice's chapters, you see that it's better with an old man...

*Yeah, i'm talking you down now, but I don't even have half a story...

I'm still writing, I wasn't really a good sro player, so I know nothing.. So I'm researching and reading at the Guides and Tutorials, Characters and Skills, all that for jut a simple chapter...*

i'm more interested in the overall storyline than in the details of the character or
how the character would do in game. in the end, maybe the storytellers can sit together
in msn and discuss about details that should be added to complete the whole story.

Hey now! It wasn't my fault people read young man and think old man somehow....Plus, you would know why it was a young man if you had seen previous entries, since the character was borrowed from someone else's entry in chapter 3 *cough*snigglez*cough*.

I can't change my chapter because people voted on it. You never know what their reasons for voting might have been, maybe they wanted to build on the young man with the spear, not an old man with a spear, because you can't develop strengths of someone that has so much experience.

I was wondering about the names... cuz Gonio sounded like a male name, and Niome sounds like a female name...(if anyone watched Star Trek Voyager, Niome Wildman was a girl born on the ship)

Maybe the young boy slept 2 days...and the prince woke up the 2nd night.
I didn't say there couldn't be an old man, I just said, there wasn't an old man and people seem to assume he was in the shack at the end of last chapter.

Is it deemed necessary I enclose my intentions of the storyline with my post? If so, I will tell you. Spoilers below, Readers beware.

My plans are having the old man with the spear be Ecirt, hence the glowing spear. Trice said no one knew what became of him, so I figured he needed to come back at a later time. This is also why he knew Neon's name. He's an all powerful wizard

To answer questions:

The boy was still in the shack during the conversation between the old man and Neon.

Any more questions? Post here or PM me please.

Ecrit was mentioned in Chapter if I recall correctly.

My apologies, for I have misread the line about the young man. I have accidentally changed it to old man. I will do whatever needs to be done to make my story appropriate, if allowed by cin.