QuinnsWing Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 YESH! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeahanne Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 IT DOESN'T MATTER IF HE'S NOT HERE YET! HE WILL BE! That's all that matters! Now, for celebration! *throws cookies everywhere like delicious confetti* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DraikoHunter Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 (edited) Dat content EDIT: COOKIES!!!!!! MINE! *pushes Quinn out of the way, grabs cookies and runs* MY COOKIES MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Edited January 17, 2014 by DraikoHunter Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 (edited) *picks up as many of the cookies as I can* YOU MUST COME AND GET THEM QUINN! Edited January 17, 2014 by EDeN153 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatViking Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 *waddles around with cookie in mouth, holding a pile of paperwork* God damn it Kris, stop unloading your paperwork on me. :c Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatgermanguy44 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 the hell did I get into >.> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FatViking Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 A world of cookies, madness and mischievous plans. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 I'm back. Holy shizzle mcdrizzle I'm sore everywhere. Eden, you blew my mind with that piece. Welcome to all the new people on this thread! And I'll post my bit in the next post. And....*eats cookie* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 HE'S HERE! *throws all the cookies at Quinn* TAKE THEM ALL Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey844 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 One of us, one of us, one of us! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
QuinnsWing Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 (edited) the hell did I get into >.> what Viking said, and much, much much! more *pelted with cookies* GOD EDEN! stop it!!!!! edit: ONE OF US!!!! Edited January 17, 2014 by QuinnsWing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatgermanguy44 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 uhhhh O.o *flips table and hides behind it* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 *jumps next to German* HEY, NEW GUY! One of us, one of us, one of us... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 Ty, Beju :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 uhhhh O.o *flips table and hides behind it* Haha, welcome to the thread man! Everyone's lost their minds because its the frickin weekend. Euphoria should die down very soon. Feel free to critique us and add your own stories. We'd all be glad to hear it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 I lost my mind long before this. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatgermanguy44 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 *back up against the wall* i will resist to best of my ability the urge to set things randomly on fire....must.....resist.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
QuinnsWing Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 I got to introduce him then we will see where it goes. And yea, who is in their right mind, if you read through these 250+ pages, would you be sane? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 Lol, that's the first sign. Now tell me, are you new to both the game and forums or just the forums? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bejuizb Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 You all asked for it. If the fonts are derpy, blame Open Office and clipboard. Here we go. Its still a first draft, so have a look. I'm hoping for some good feedback. The setting is in medieval times, not in Earth. Another world. Hope you guys like it. CHAPTER 1: MIRACLE King Calden watched the fire burn with sadness. Another raid by the Barbarians, and this time they had left no survivors. Fields were burnt to the ground, and the bodies of the once happy villagers lay littered amongst the debris. He had visited the village of Esterlyn before, back when he was a young boy. It was a simple farming village, and being close to the Ashlands gave the villagers the best soil to grow their crops on. But with that blessing came the curse of raids from wandering Barbarians. The savages generally left them alone, fearing retribution from the royal armies. Esterlyn wasn't lucky this time, he thought as he spurred his horse to move down the main path of the village. The old horse slowly plodded through the churned earth, yet another sign of the massacre that had taken place here. Behind him, a small contingent of soldiers followed him, mostly on foot, watchful of any sudden ambushes. But Calden knew that there would be no one. As the group moved through the carnage and the dying flames, the hopes that they would find survivors were diminishing as well. He heard hooves approach to his right, and he looked around to see Dreyfuss, the leader of his guard ride up to him. “Sire,” said the General with a respectful nod. “Scouts say that there are no signs of any more Barbarians in this area. We should be safe to linger. But I would advise that we leave with haste.” The king looked surprised. “Why do you think that, old friend?” “We must finish our mission first, Sire. The delegates are waiting for us at Grandwell, and we are still two days away. We must hurry, so as to not skew the outcome of the summit because of our tardiness.” Calden nodded. They were initially headed to a peace summit at the city of Grandwell. Talks between Crirade and the Conglomerate of Unedaff were in way, and Calden was glad that the war was finally ending. His group had seen the clouds of black smoke from the the horizon. Coming to investigate had revealed to them the sight of Esterlyn in ruins. He knew that they needed to get a move on, if they had any hopes of reaching the summit in time, but his sense of morality hindered this decision. “We cannot leave until we can be sure that there are no survivors,” he told Dreyfuss, hoping that the General would agree with him. But his friend had yet another valid point. “Sire, I understand your concerns for the people of this doomed village. But I don't think anyone was spared by the savages. It has been several hours since Esterlyn was lost. Any survivors would have perished in the flames by now.” He said this as he kicked a wooden beam leaning against a dilapidated wall. The piece of timber turned to ash and floated away into the breeze, just like Calden's hopes. With a deep sigh, the king decided that the General was right. They needed to leave. As he turned his horse around, Calden promised to return and erect a memorial for the fallen. They deserve at least that, he thought. Dreyfuss ordered the soldiers to get into formation and escort the king out of the village. As the group made their way to the outskirts of the village, Calden heard the cries of a baby. Bewildered, he looked back at the village, trying his very best to pinpoint the source. Turning his horse around once again, he galloped into the ruins. Dreyfuss cursed and followed his king, hoping that his charge wouldn't come in harm's way. He followed the fresh tracks, which seemed to be heading closer to the source of the crying. Dreyfuss rounded a corner, narrowly avoiding hitting his head against a fallen beam to see Calden desperately trying to lift a section of a wall. He quickly got off his horse, and ran to him. As the General came closer, Calden shouted over his shoulder. “Help me with this! The child is underneath it!” Dreyfuss managed to grab a hold of one side of the wall, but the damn thing was too heavy. He shouted at a few soldiers to give them a hand. With the help of three more men, the stone wall was pushed to the side, to a sight Calden would have never expected to see. A baby lay safely against a corpse, wailing as it searched for food and warmth. It was wrapped in a thin cloth, which was coated in dust from the collapsed building. Calden knew that the body belonged to the child's mother, who had sacrificed herself to protect her child. He lifted the small child gingerly from the ruins and held it up near his face. As he looked at the child, the wailing stopped. Instead, deep amber eyes stared back at him, full of curiosity. Calden had never seen eyes with such a penetrating gaze in his whole life. Dreyfuss checked to see if the mother was still alive, but he knew she didn't stand a chance to survive. He muttered a silent prayer for her passing, and thanked the gods for saving the child. He turned around to see an intense staring match between his king and the child. The sight brought laughter to his mouth and Calden looked up with a grin. “What is so humorous my friend?” he asked the General to which Dreyfuss laughed once again. “It has been not one minute since we rescued the child, and you both seem to have bonded quite well. The sight of you staring at each other was the reason for my laughter.” The king chuckled as he cradled the child. He saw as the little one happily suckled on its thumb. It must be hungry, he thought, as he opened the blankets slightly to see whether it was a boy or a girl. “Well?” prompted Dreyfuss, walking to Calden's horse, which had moved away to graze on some remaining grass. “What is it?” “It's a boy,” replied the King, wrapping the blankets securely as he walked towards the rest of his men. Dreyfuss followed, now with both their horses in tow. “I apologize for my actions,” he told his soldiers. “I realize that what I did might be considered foolish, but my intent was not to disrupt your duties.” Dreyfuss smiled inwardly. His men weren't used to being offered an apology from royalty. But then again, Calden was not ordinary royalty. The young heir to the throne of Crirade was a benevolent man, who despised war and cared more for his people than he did for himself. He chuckled slightly, looking at the confused faces of his men. “No need to apologize sire!” said one soldier, twirling his pike nervously. “We are here to serve you. It would be unbecoming of use to be offered apologies from you.” Calden smiled at the formality of his soldiers. From the few weeks he had spent with them on the road, he knew that they would lay their lives down on the line for him, regardless of the situation. And for that, he was truly grateful. “I find no harm in apologizing to my friends. I hope you consider me more as a friend than a ruler.” The soldiers nodded hesitantly. “Yes sir!” they chorused. Satisfied, Calden turned around to look at his friend. “Now,” he said with a grin. “Help me up on my horse.” The General happily obliged. He offered to take the reins and guide Calden's horse, leaving his hands free to tend to the child. As the group left the village for good, Dreyfuss looked over at his friend. The little boy was curiously playing with a fold in his blanket, happy with where he was. “Sire, finding that child was a miracle. If we were further away when he started crying, we would have missed him.” Calden nodded, as he looked at the child. He was getting hungry, but the rocking motion of the gelding left the baby falling asleep fast. He needed to find a nursing mother in the next village, he thought. He looked at Dreyfuss with a happy smile. “You're right my friend. This child is a miracle indeed!” “Seeing you like this reminds me of the time we caught you with that maid at Whitemarsh Keep.” “Ah, you sly dog!” laughed the king, being reminded of the embarrassing memory from many years ago. “I still swear that I did not know she had a child!” Dreyfuss grinned. “Oh I'm sure of that. Had you known that she was married to a giant of a man, I'm fairly certain you wouldn't have decided to bed her that night.” Calden smiled sheepishly. He had taken a hell of a beating that day. “It was worth every punch,” he told his friend with a sly grin. Roaring with laughter, both friends rode into the sunset, with the hopes of warm nights and a peaceful future ahead. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatgermanguy44 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 yeah im new but logged about a week on it, im new to forums though Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EDeN153 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 Alright, I'm looking forward to any and all fanfics in the future c: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DraikoHunter Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 the hell did I get into >.> And pie! *throws a pie at your face* *Get's stares*That's right............i stole Omega's thing. COME AT MEH BRO! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatgermanguy44 Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 *eats all the pie on face and ground* aNy MoRE PIE >.> <.> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MandoKarla Posted January 17, 2014 Share Posted January 17, 2014 *Clutches a pie, fears for its life.* @bejuizb I'm intrigued.:) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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