story of my clan *intro

[Guest evilthings]

Written by evilthings

 

 

 

Edited by prophet pedru

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Intro

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In a place of valiant knights, worthless peasants, and cunning thieves, there are heroes. Heroes that are hidden behind a mask of black dust from the mines, heroes that would risk it all, for the sake of another. Within these people there are dreams. Dreams to be the strongest, or the bravest, dreams of becoming more than a commoner, a blacksmith, or a miner. For it is the dreams of these people that created...The Hell Raising Crusaders.

 

 

 

No one knows much about these people, as they live in the shadows, they are rarely seen. Many doubt they even exist, saying there just a tale for entertainment. But I know more than that, I know the truth.

 

 

 

Ever since I was a child, it was a dream of mine to be a warrior, to save the princess as in fairytales. This was no fairytale. I remember the first time I saw them, It was the beginning of the Helm-Ages. The Helm-Ages are the time when the hooded one first arrived. Out of nowhere he sent massive armies to destroy the human race. One by one, Village by village.

 

 

 

When they arrived at my village, Varrock, I thought it was the last time I would be seen alive. Out of nowhere they came, on the north side of us, right out of the wilderness. No one dared step in the place..for the woods are enchanted.

 

 

 

As the villagers and I stood still waiting for our horrible death..we could only hope for a miracle. Our miracle came. From all sides soldiers stood, men with green capes and blue weapons. I cant remember clearly but I believe they all had scimitars. Well the fighters that is, as for the archers who were posted on every rooftop were carrying iron arrows. No one saw them come into the town; they were swift, and silent. No on knew how they got there or why they came but they were a welcome sight. Then one of them moved. An amazing shot from one archer, to the leader of the creatures.. took it down. As soon as the creatures realized they were outnumbered and out-skilled they immediately tried to escape.

 

 

 

As I stood in silence all I could hear is screeching of the creatures being shot, and the smell of there green blood.

 

 

 

After the fight was over there wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t much else to do but wait, wait for the Hell raising crusaders to do something, yet they did nothing but stare. Shortly after the slaughter, they were off. They rode off just as silently and swiftly as they came.. and that was the first and last time..I ever saw the legends.. the legends known as hell raising crusaders.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1 coming soon

[Kedai]

not bad, but varrock aint a village, its a town

[Craven_Image]

Its ok, the first paragraph sounds like an intro to some movie in an advert :lol:

[DevilKiller]

WhenyougrowupIthinkyoushouldbecomeamovieproducerand MAKE YOUR STORY! 8/10!

[Gattree]

I couldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t stand to see this comical tale to be lost with time. Nearing the end of its day I retrieve the scroll and ask all to read the introduction to this forgotten clan.

[archimage_a]

Well it was good. Though it does sound a bit like a movie. Hope to see the story go well.

[speedy_petey]

not bad, but varrock aint a village, its a town

your still wrong, It is the largestest city in the land.

[willpk4cash]

bingo. varrok is a city, in all my stories, i refer to it as being "The Grand City of Varrock" because it is the height of the free player population, and the largest settlement in the Kingdom of Mislain.

 

 

 

now, on topic, the first paragraph sounds like it is from a movie, as was above mentioned, yet I like it. It hits home the emotion of Runscape, the lifestyles, and the effort it takes to start out as a nothing and work your way up.

 

 

 

The "I cant remember clearly but I believe they all had scimitars. " and the fight scene, and the "smell of green blood" parts were all a little rough. Its a good story idea, but rough around the edges no doubt about that.

 

 

 

let me say YOU ARE THE WRITER OF YOUR STORY, and YOU do not have to listen to any thing i say, but i almost would make the Varrock scene more chaotic. The entire city pressing to the southern exit, swarming mobs running through the streets trying to get out, as legions of creatures press inward slaughtering all in their path. but then, out of seemingly nowhere hooded men in ruen armor wearing green capes charge into the city from the east and west gates, arrows stream over head and stop the beasts in their tracks. The creatures are now trapped imbetween the clan from both sides and slowly pushed into the city square where they are crushed by the Hell bringing clan...

 

 

 

just kinda how i would do it, i didnt put it in story format, i just am offering a template of a way to capture reader attention with descriptive clan war

[Gattree]

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