llamster
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As I recall, the Spartans lost.
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f2p: Definitely Dragon Slayer
P2p: Recipe for disaster
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My name was originally intended to be Llama, but it was taken, so I decided on Llamster.
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It can build character; players have to work hard to acheive their goals.
People can make friends online and possibly become more confident in the real world.
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Chapter I
------What's wrong with people?, Jack thought angrily as he walked down the street. Why did we move here?. Jack had just completed his first day of school. It wasn't fun. Being the only human in his class, he was stared at like something in a freak show. However, whenever he tried to approach someone, they just ignored him. A few of them had been friendly, though, like the talkative boy in his class who got in trouble frequently. Deep in thought, Jack didn't see the donkey cart going down the street. The donkey walked past him, but the cart struck him and knocked him onto the gravel.
------"Watch it!" the driver of the cart snapped.
------"Sorry," Jack replied. He got up and wiped the pale dust off his clothes. The donkey cart continued down the road. Jack had taken only a few steps when he realized that he didn't know which way his house was. He retraced his steps, carefully looking at the wooden signposts that indicated which street he was on, but to no avail. His heartbeat quickening, Jack continued to search about, when he something occured to him. What am I doing?, he thought. Why not just ask for directions?. He stopped by a cabbage stand manned by a red-haired dwarf male.
------"Excuse me, sir," Jack said. "Do you know where Arlingten Street is?"
------"Go down four blocks, then take a right" answered the dwarf unenthusiastically, pointing down the street.
------Thank you!" Jack said. He immediately dashed down the gravel road, swerving around carts and people. Finally he reached a four-way intersection. A wooden signpost pointing to the right read "Arlingten Street".
------"Thank Guthix," Jack panted. He walked down the street until he reached his apartment building. He entered the dark stone building and climbed up five flights of stairs until he reached his room.
------"How was your day at the new school?" Jack's mother asked as he stepped in.
------"It was fine," Jack lied.
-------Jack entered his room and set his bag on the mat that was his bed. He sighed and looked out his window, which was no more than a rectangular hole in the wall. Even after several days, he was still somewhat surprised to not see a sky. The city of Keldagrim was, for the most part, underground.
-------The cave ceiling, made of the same gray rock that seemed to be the building material of everything within a hundred miles, was around 500 feet above the ground and was supported by numerous gargantuan stone pillars. A number of sunroofs provided light and ventilation, but the city was still fairly dark and the air stagnant and polluted. Despite this, the city still managed to appear attractive. Neat rows of stone buildings divided by straight roads paved with gravel or cobblestones, depending on how wealthy the neighborhood, filled Jack's vision and the broad Kelda river seeped in through the huge northern entrance of the city, and flowed out through the southern entrance.
-------Jack's family had moved to Keldagrim just three days ago in search of a solution to their financial situation. His father already got a job as a plumber in the new city. He took in the view for a few more moments, and then left his room.
-------"I'll be outside," Jack told his mother, who was busy organizing various objects in their new home.
-------"Be back before dinner!" she called to him just before he shut the door.
------For the past few days, Jack had been exploring the huge city, getting to know his new hometown. Jack went down the stairs and out the front door of his apartment building. Arlingten street, as usual, was packed with pedastrians and animals. Jack walked down the street until he found a vendor he had noticed before that was selling maps of the city. He bought one with a few coins he found in the pocket of his breeches. Jack studied the map until he found Arlingten Street, which ran east-to-west in the southeastern section of the city.
------Carefully following the map, Jack walked eastward some half a mile, occasionally bumping into objects and people, until he reached the Kelda river. Stopping briefly to admire the river, Jack made a left turn and started walking south, parallel to the Kelda. Along the way he passed the Asgarnian Embassy, which was enclosed by a high wall and guarded by archers wielding longbows and wearing white chainmail armour. The Embassy was brightly illuminated by a skylight, and Jack could see that the guards were scanning the passerby, looking for suspicious individuals. Somewhat intimidated, Jack quickened his pace.
------Minutes later, Jack saw the southern entrance, a huge gaping hole that swallowed the Kelda and spilled sunlight into the dark city. Jack headed toward the light and as soon as his eyes adjusted to the brightness, vast mountains entered his line of vision. Awestruck, he started running and skillfully dodged around the traffic. Jack went out the entrance and paused to take in the view.
------Gargantuan peaks, covered with snow despite the fact that it was summertime, towered above Jack in all directions. Before him was a rocky hillside, and the road he was just walking on turned into a broad staircase carved into the rock. The Kelda poured down the slope, and thousands of feet below him, cut its way through a gorge.
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------Several hours later, Jack was having dinner with his mother and his nine year-old younger sister, Karen. His father was working overtime in order to support his family. The meal his mother made consisted of potatoes and some cabbages.
------"Wow, those mountains sound awesome," Karen asked with her mouth full.
------"Yeah," Jack told his sister. "Maybe I could show you tomorrow."
------"Nah, I'm going to play with some of the dwarf kids tomorrow," Karen said. "This city's pretty nice."
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The crossbows are WAY overpowered now, as opposed to being WAY underpowered before. Quite ironic, isn't it?
-<A Tale of Prejudice>- Revised and Reformated!
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I'll write more whenever I can. I can tell you for sure, this isn't the whole thing.