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(Hella, don't you worry your little head, this should turn out quite interesting! :) )

This world bores me. I pray for my death, so I can live and thrive with my ancestors in the after life. But I haven't quite left my mark on this place. I have to do something extraordinary. Perhaps wipe out an entire race? That sounds reasonable, but not big enough. Maybe, wipe out an entire world? That sounds interesting! I'll do something no one has ever done before. How will I go about this? An explosion? Implosion? I'll sleep on this, as it peaks my interests.

(At no point do I want this to end, but at the inevitable stage that it does, I think I want it to go out with a bang! :) )

 

(Nah what's been done has been done, and this looks quite interesting nevertheless. It doesn't make sense but I don't want to poop the funny parts. Go ahead and do what'd you do.)

 

(I'm gonna write in Justicar's first person now, not Balròk's.)

I've been traveling all this day, luckily we got through the goblin areas without any conflicts. I did instinct the yellow eyes staring at me, but they seemed to be in fear, for some reason that I don't know of. The old man is still fainted, but his condition is stable. I'm afraid that he may fall in coma though.
As enclosing the city I was trying to get to, I started to see more and more dead zombies. To my experience they'd not be so furious during daytime, and once slain, they don't get up anymore. Bless Gods for the sun, it's the save of few human kind and all nature.

Old man has been mumbling in his sleep occasionally. I cannot recognize the words, but I'm sure that as he wakes up, he'll have an interesting story to tell to me.

After the second night I see the silhouette of the city, and even that the rising sun blinds me a little, I can see that it is big. Sky is almost clean from clouds, and it is a little misty. I start to walk again, in hope to meet some fine meat that is not rotten, and good ol' beer ye! It's been far too long..

(masonmistel, keyofdoor is your NPC now. Make him to do anything you want!)

 

(The coast is clear, but be sure to keep hidden, and stay stealthy. If you aren't stealthy enough, I'll catch you and bring you somewhere as punishment.)

 

(Monsteri, what city is that which your at?)

I've been walking for a while now, lost track of time. It must have been a day or two, or maybe more. I stop a building to my right and I look to see a temple. A temple on the top of the mountain. What is a temple doing all the way up here. Confused, I walk towards it, hoping to find some survivors.

 

Guards are sent flying towards the jail cell that housed Balrok (I think that's your name.) He now sits on the peak of the tower, in my personal dungeon. He is whipped and beaten until he can take no more. He is scarred and cut thousands of times. He is hardly breathing, but still alive. This will teach the fools to stay away from my keep. The keep is going on lockdown. (Yes, you CAN'T get in, whatsoever.) I will greet the adventurers that are sure to be coming look for him, and make a trade. Until then, he is watched all day, every day. Any move of his is punished by a blow to face. He will learn not to come around here. Ever again.

(Yes, I just beat the shit out of you. You'll have to improvise to escape!)

 

(No, BALDULF, Balrok is me >_> Btw it would be generally nicer to Hella if you let him stand some chance against your NPC's.
@The_Khan I'm in City of People, it's named like that in the map.)

 

(This seems a bit odd. I mean, I can hardly just walk up to your tower and demand a trade.
"Good day sir! You appear to be holding one of our friends captive. May we organise a trade of sorts, we do rather want him back"
"A trade you say.... I'm sure we can work something out over lunch, tea?"
"Pardon?"
"Would you like some tea and scones? The kettles just boiled, and I believe that I used rather too much water"
"Some tea and scones? Will there be jam and cream as well?"
"A plentiful supply of both my good fellow"
"Superb! I'm coming up right now"
Yeah....not sure if that'll work out. In other news, I'm working on a full map for the RP (basically I'm just making a colourful version of Monsteri's) I'll let you know when its finished. As it is, I can't do much in the roleplay, apart from sit outside the tower in the rain.)

 

(Oh, you said,"Was that stealthy enough?" Leading me to the conclusion that you wanted to be captured. I can take that back if you want, I simply thought you wanted to be captured!)

 

(Ok, here's my first attempt at creating a map. It's kinda bad, which isn't really a surprise, still getting to grips with the software. I can make it a lot prettier, but I wanted to know if I've got the basic details up to scratch. Let me know what you think! :p)
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P.S. ignore the little error with the encampment text being hidden by the forest, don't know why it did that, but did that it did(?)
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(....I can't tell if you're silenced by awe, or silenced by laughter D: Be honest, is it vaguely good and accurate to Monsteri's?)

 

(Sure!)

A Guard was sent flying down the corridor, only to be strangled by the assailant's chains.

(Your move.)

 

I heard a sudden noise from the tower, the sound of things crashing into each other. Then, for a few seconds, the night was perfectly quiet...only to be broken by a loud, wailing sound, an alarm! The guard posted at the side door, turned away, and ran up the tower stairs, now was our chance! Me and Cavall sprinted for the doorway, trying to avoid detection. Twenty metres. Ten. And we were in! The crashing noises were much louder now, and seemed to be coming from down below. Cavall drew his sword and quietly led the way, deep into the bowels of the keep.

 

(What exactly were the crashing noises you were hearing?)

 

(The sound of Baldulf, eh, smashing things pretty much ^^)

 

(I think it was meant to be a small bump, alerting only one guard. If it was that large, my first option would've happened.)

 

(Alright then, there was only one, small crashing noise that was barely heard. Only me, Cavall and the guard by the side gate were aware of it. The guard makes his way down inside the keep, and we follow him, sneaking in without being spotted. That ok? :))
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(Also, hate to nag, but can I have just a tiny bit of feedback on the map? I want to know on how it can be improved, so any suggestions are welcome.)