Here's the beginning of what might be my game. Friendly criticism appreciated.
It brought him great happiness and joy to see his home town again; grief and sorrow followed close behind. Most of this peaceful village was burnt to the ground. It seemed as if all that was left of his fair home was nothing more than a charred pile of wood. Much of the surrounding forest had suffered a similar fate. The once-bustling city of Zeltzer would remain as no more than a forgotten memory.
He stood there for a while, taking it in. For hours at a time, he would walk up and down the abandoned streets of this once-prosperous city, reflecting on his childhood memories. His train of thought was abruptly interrupted. Clouds covered the sky and began to pelt him with minuscule water droplets. Jadesch was forced to retreat to the cover of a forge outside of town.
It was the only building that managed to evade the flames. After he made his way inside, Jadesch discovered that the building was abandoned. After surveying the forge he discovered a valuable dagger. The blade was made of iron and the handle was adorned with gold and silver. This would be essential, seeing as how his captors were searching for him at that very moment.
Taking the dagger and sheathing it in his belt, Jadesch set foot for the city of New Phoenix. As he left the city of Zeltzer behind, he took a brief moment to look at his city. Jadesch vowed to destroy the dragon that had pillaged Zeltzer, and with that he departed for the city of New Phoenix.
Armed with nothing more than a dagger and the last memory of his father, Jadesch journeyed past the charcoaled woods. Many days took place before he finally reached his destination. What he saw there made his blood run cold.
It appeared to be a large troll tormenting the local militia with a pole axe. They were unable to fend off the huge beast. The young page watched on in horror as the city defenders parished one at a time. At last the guardians are beaten back.
Daddy, Daddy. Wake up! Youve got to.
The creature looked to see a small helpless boy. A devilish grin crept up upon the giants face. The fear inside Jadesch immediately turned to anger. He reached into his shirt and pulled out a blue necklace. As he held it forward a surge of icy power shot forth and swiftly started towards the troll. The monster, startled, rotated his massive skull to face the offending youth.
It was too late though, the frosty blast had crept up to the troll and encased him in a cold prison for the remainder of this creatures short life. Jadesch was turned hero, but it wouldnt last.
If only he knew: If only Jadesch was aware that his enslavers would not remain in the dark forever. They would eventually find him. His crimes would eventually catch up with him. His life as a fugitive had only just begun, and it wasnt about to end anytime soon. If only this boy knew that the country of Layron would be thrown into revolt. If only he knew that he would be thrown into a whole new world.
The chaos had yet to begin.
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