Chapter One

 

 

 

The Barbarian Village was in the time of unrest. The forces of the Dwarven Army were positioned for an attack. The Barbarions and the Dwarves had never been allies, but the time was worse than ever. The Dwarves claimed that the land that the Barbarion Village sat on was a historical Dwarven landmark. Apparently, the great Dwarven miner named Shermof had mined the first coal ore ever in the history of Runescape on that land. The Dwarves threatened that if the Barbarions didn't find a new land to settle in, they would have to use force to get them out.

 

 

 

Back almost twenty years before the Dwarves started attacking, a young, unamed boy was born. On his day on birth, his parents carried him into the Great Hall for all the other barbarions to see. A croud gathered around the boy and his family. Certain gasps were heard when a large man pushed his way through the croud. The man had dark, grizzly hair. He wore some snakeskin armour. Many people of the village had questioned where he got it, knowing that the only place to find snakes was on Karamja. Not even one barbarion was known to travel from their village across the open seas. For his snakeskin armour, the villagers called him Snawk.

 

 

 

Once the man had made his way through the crowd, he smirked at the child. He smirked and smirked, and then left. The next day, the family could be found in their home nurturing their new son. The mother sat in a crude looking chair with the baby in her lap, and the father sat hunched over on the bed. The parents had not yet named the child, and had nothing good in mind. Just as they were discussing the name, Snawk pushed the door open with two items in his hands. In his right, he held a bow fletched from a barbarion tree. In his left, he held twenty bronze arrows. He said to the parents, "Give these gifts to your son, and remember something for me. I have here twenty arrows. By the time your son is at the age of twenty, he will serve as a main archer in our village." Then, Snawk left. The parents then decided to name their child Lief, after the great barbarion archer who saved their village some hundred years ago.

 

 

 

It was an honor to serve in the barbarion forces. You got to protect your land from the enemies. All the barbarions had bloodlust, but not all could serve. Only the strongest and the most willful could fight for their ancestors. Snawk, the greatest barbarion archer of the age, was the leader of the ranging squad. The barbarions never had any use of a magic squad because they didn't have the money for runes, robes, or even the talent to cast spells. The barbarion forces had a stronger ranging force than melee force. Their meleers tended to just dash into the battle with no plan to mind. The ranging squad was more organized, and had the great Snawk to lead them into battle. Even though Leif didn't know it, but it was quite an honor to be in his position.

 

 

 

End Of Chapter One! Enjoy!

Now I'm ashamed, I missed a great story because I was inactive, give us more!

Woops I forgot about this thread :P I have up to chapoter three I think on my clan's forum.. I'll fish it out and post it later

This is pretty good.

Nice story Mindless, as I have come to expect from you. Mid checking mine out in the off-topic section?

mind you it is spelled barbarian BARBARIAN!!!!!!! NOT BARBARION LOL

and its also spelt CROWD NOT CROUD

Other than the minor spelling errors, i think this story is going to be great.

 

Keep it up, perfect amount of detail, fits together nicely 9.3/10

 

 

 

~~Byers