Ok, I will reply once it's approved or denied, but the In-caracter thread is unavailable to me. I can't post there but i have access to it. The only thing is i can post something i "glued" together.
I thing only i don't make stories. I improvise along the way. This is something i came up remmembering the Darkmoon and Silithus. It's a paragraph only, I won't post all of it.
Feel free to comment, add any suggestions, or change it if you want.
Any critisizm is allowed !
Zephar Jadestorm
start.
...After handing the money, the fortune teller gazed upon the Crystal Ball, and after a short while, he ache's in great pain,
holding he's head, screaming in agony.
"Are you alright ?" - questioned the frightened Elf.
The Fortune Teller's pain suddenly disapearres. He gazes upon the Elf for a couple of seconds, and realises something.
"You are cursed ! CURSED !" -screams the Fortune Teller again holding he's head.
People outside the Darkmoon caravan start to wonder about the happening inside the trailer.
Suddenly a Goldshire guard enters the vagon, investigating the screaming.
"What is going on here ?" -asks the questionable guard.
"Get him out of here ! THIS INSTANT !" Screams the Fortune Teller.
"First off, calm down sir. You're attracting alot of attencion" -says the guard.
"What have you seen ! I must know !" -the Elf bursts at the Teller.
"Aaah, get him away from me !" -the Teller starts to shout.
"Please I must...".
The Elf tried once again but the guard stops him at that point, removing him from the vagon.
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"So, what has the "Teller" told ya? Probbably some gibberish i suppose... -says the dwarf, mockingly, while swinging his mug, spilling beer on the floor.
<After few moments>
"I was kicked out of the vagon before I even had the chance to find out" -said the Elf, staring at he's familly pictures.
"Oh, a trouble maker aren't ya ?" -says the dwarf, supprisingly sober.
<The dwarf looks at the Elf, noticing he is looking at he's wifes picture>
<Puts down the mug, and slowly walks off to the Elf>
"I know you're feeling bad cause you didn't find out. But cheer up ! We have alot to do !" -says the Dwarf trying to cheer the Elf up.
"It's just that... I feel like my dreams are somewhat... assosiated with my fammily" -says the Elf touched by his emotions.
<After a moment of silence, the Elf reaches for his pocket, to find a handkerchief, but ends up finding something else, something unknown.>
<He removes the content from his pocket, gazes upon it>
"What is this ?" -said the puzzled Elf.
"That would be a Darkmoon Card. You have to unwrap it first lad. Inside theres a prophecy !" -said the Dwarf cheerfully.
<He opens the package, finding a picture and a card that fall on the floor, first noticing the strange picture>
"What the hell is this monster ? ... It's the creature from my sleep !" -said the Elf frightened.
<The Dwarf reaches to grap the card i realises the meaning of the card>
"Oh boy, this doesn't look good." -said the Dwarf, handing the card to the Elf.
"Darkmoon Card: Death" -says the Elf, somewhat relieved, "Now the dream has some sence, My death is near, in the desert where I lost my kids and wife, so the creature on this picture," -gazes at the picture- "is going to end my life. I might aswell go and ask to get killed. I still can't forget the killers face, a lone Orcm a traveler in the desert oasis, maddened by the bugs and hot weather..."
<The Dwarf stops him there.>
"Did you just realise what you said now, do ya ?" -said the dwarf.
"All these years, never figured it out... Atleast now i have a goal ! To find that pesky Orc and claim my revenge !" Said the Elf full of retribution.
"Easy there lad. If you continue in the way of revenge, you will become savage as the Orc's themself. I don't want to lose ya. And i know, you lost everyone in your fammily, even your parents when the demon destroyed the big tree?" -said the dwarf, ashamed not to know the name of the tree.
"Nordrassil, is the name." -said the Elf, walking off the cabinet.
<After searching the cabinet, the Elf reaches out a shield, sword and thick robes>
"It is time. It is time to start training. My sword is not going to revenge my fammily on it self, isn't it ? -said the maddened Elf.
"I don't like the sound of that. But i got nothing to lose. -said the Dwarf.
"He is my only fammily, or something like fammily. I can't afford to lose him too. -thought the Dwarf while rushing off to grab his gun....
end.