bored? listen to this storyFollow

i got all bored and such, so i decided to try writing a story. took me a good hour or so to write it, and its kinda long (i have that tendency lol). should you chose to sit thru it and read it all, i thank you. if not, dont waste your time =P. i'm interested in any and all comments (oh, btw SKURE is from a different game i played before coming here, and i wrote a story about it. the link for the game is this: http://games.byond.com/hub/Dagolar/FF-TheHuntingGrounds and its forums can be found here:http://ignoranceinc.proboards24.com/index.cgi my story is on the Tales section)

The lone elvaan began his walk under the towering gates before him.
He said to himself, “so this is the fabled San’doria? Hmm, looks more like a stronghold. This is my first stop, so I better make a good impression.” He began his unusually slow pace inside the town, as nervousness and excitement began to well up inside him. He was used to Skure’s giant size, but he had to leave as he had lost so many friends in battles, and that he was always willing to find new adventures.

Shock and awe both overtook him at once. There were literally hundreds of people running to and fro. He began to slowly fall in a daze, and almost fell down. His first instinct was to find someone to talk to. To his right, he saw an elvaan completely decked out in the coolest-looking armor he has ever seen. No question, he went straight over, almost tripping over his sprint. “Excuse me…I’m a new adventurer to this country. I’m lost, can you help me find my way around?” The guard just stared for a bit, then replied, “new blood, eh? Well, first what you would want to do is go to the armor shops and get yourself some gear. Or, you could head to the auction house right down that way,” the guard pointed northeast, “and nab some items from fellow adventurers. Once you have your weapon and armor, come back and speak to me. I have a request of a miniscule task, even to the likes of greenhorns such as you.” Thinking this guard was one snobby elvaan, he walked to the auction house. A female elvaan nearby nudged the hapless hero. “Psst, you look new. Want some small advice? Check more than one shop, and buy the cheapest you can find. You never know how cheap something can be, but you gotta shop around to find it.” Politely thanking the mysterious female, he began to walk his way into the weapon shop.

“Oh dearie me, how will I ever get this weapon request to the Prince??!” A little confused, the hero slowly walked up to the man throwing a fret. “Excuse me…what seems to be the problem, if you don’t mind me asking?” The response he received was spiteful a first, but then the man realized the elvaan before him was an adventurer.
“You! You are just what I need! Can you do me a favor?”
“Sure I suppose. I’m new to San’doria, but I will try.”
A little hesitant, the shopkeeper explained he had a custom weapon that he needed to send to the country’s prince, Trion. After accepting to help, our hero walked his way north into the Chateau d’Oraguille.

As he walked along, he noticed a young boy crying. He asked the child why he was crying. The child responded, “I can’t find my father! Can you help me find him? I can tell you are an adventurer! *sniff*” Not wanting to set a bad impression, our hero gladly accepted to help the young boy. “By the way, what was your father’s name?”
“My dad is named Exorche. Please find my father! *sniff*” Up ahead, our new hero found the Chateau he was looking for.

He began to make his way in, when a very rude guard knocked him back with the blunt end of his spear. “Hey! You newbies aren’t allowed in here! Oh wait, what’s that in your hand? Hmm, Helbort sent you. Good! I guess the prince will be satisfied that his new blade arrived. Now go away, you have no business inside the Chateau.” Realizing his sword was at his side, he decided it would be safer to just go back to the weapon shop. Upon entering, our hero noticed two men discussing weapons. Going to the arms dealer, the dealer was very delighted. “I’m glad you were able to handle the task, but you will not go home empty handed.” The dealer ran into the back. Leaning against the wall, the name Exorche came up. Almost falling down, our hero exclaimed, “Exorche?!” One of the men that was talking, turned slowly and looked towards him. “Yes? I don’t think we’ve met before.” Our hero quickly exclaimed that his child was crying and how he missed his father. Exorche slapped himself and thanked the hero for the help. At this point, the arms dealer came back and ran in with a big wooden stick.
“Here you can have this as a token of my appreciation.”
Gladly accepting the staff, our hero was confused. Warriors use blades to cut up the fiends, don’t they? The auction house came to mind, and our hero began to make his way back.

It was slowly nearing dusk, and our hero still hasn’t geared up. Upon reaching the auction house, millions of voices shouted above millions of other voices. Confused, he almost broke down and cried. A male elvaan came up to him, and tapped him on his shoulder. Almost unsheathing his weapon, he looked at the man. “Confused? Come over here and I will tell you how the auction house works.” The man lead our hero to the side, where it was considerably more quiet. He began to explain to him how the sellers set a price, and the buyers try to match that price. The thing is, the buyer does not know the price, and has to rely on previous listings in order to find the price. The man gave him a tip, “always bid as low as you can first, as sometimes the other adventurers selling do not know the value of the item, and you can make a cheap steal!” He immediately burst into laughter. Determined, our hero went back and got himself some body armor. Wearing clothes was not monster-fighting grade.

As he put the armor on, he was disgusted by the way it looked. He did not want to look like some **********. How a harness was supposed to help him was beyond him, but others swear by it. And he underwear-armor…He quickly decided clothes were more protective than underwear. That, and he wanted to hide his sexy legs. He went back to the gate guard, satisfied. The gate guard looked him up and down, and told him that orcs were starting to run rampant, and that he was to kill an orc and take his axe back to him.

ORCS! Our hero was mighty frightened, as he read that orcs are very large creatures, and are known to be powerful. Gripping his axe he bought at the auction, he made his way into West Ronfuare. Hapless rabbits bounced on by, not seeming to care. Night was suddenly upon him. This could mean disaster. He had trouble navigating in the darkness. He heard footsteps. To his right…? No, to his left! Wrong again, this time he realized it came from behind him. An unelvaan grunt came from behind.

The orc swung its axe towards the hero. Barely moving in time to dodge the swing, our hero fell down. The orc was rushing towards him. Down came the second swing. Rolling aside, the axe missed his shoulder by a hair. Gripping his axe and shield, our hero didn’t know whether to run or fight. Down came the third swing, this time from the side. Blocking the hit with his shield, our hero wasn’t given time to think. The blow knocked him to the side, as he wasn’t prepared to block a side attack. To his worst fear, it seems the enemy is thinking. Now he had no choice but to fight. The axe came down, and he dodged it once again. Wow, he thought, this armor DOES help. I’m not weighed down, and can move easily. The 5th swing came, and this time the orc just missed completely, and stumbled some. Not quite thinking, our hero swung his axe and cut the orc on his chest. The wound was barely a scratch, thanks to the naturally tough skin. Our hero began to panic. But, he soon realized something: he was using an axe, and the power that comes from an axe is using force in the blow. He swiped the orc with a side swing, and realized its ineffectiveness. Just as the orc realized the side swinging would catch him off-guard, he decided to copy the orc and change his swing. 6th swing came, and our hero dodged it again. With some more confidence, he brought down the axe with as much force as he could muster and cut a deep wound into the orc’s left shoulder. It shrieked in pain, and he smiled. This time, his smile faded into anger as he brought down the axe as hard as he could onto the orc’s skull. Crushing it instantly, the orc fell to the ground with a large thud. Falling down as well, he decided to rest up a bit. He was exhausted! After realizing it was nighttime, he began to walk back to town.

“Congragulations! I guess you are someone I can rely on to help out our great nation. Here is come gil to aid you on your adventures, and come back and I will see if I can use you in some other way.” Getting a couple of new shiny coins, our hero began to walk to his moghouse. “Wait, what did you say your name was?”

“It’s Tate, and you better remember it because it will become a commonplace name when I’m done.” With this, he began back to his moghouse to cry in solitude over the pain he felt. Inside, we’re all sissy like that =P.

What new adventures await!? Find out next time when I decide to make a new tale when I’m bored.

Wow, you sure know how to tell a story =) its great, keep it up dude,i like what your doing.

awssome post buddy !!!

dont let the lack of replies let u down, if u like what you are doing keep it up!!!! id love to read more!

Angelash
"knight of the dragoon"

Nice story, you put alot of perspective into this story. I remember starting out in bastok and my friend trying to explain to me what a mog house was. I was so confused, this big town that I had no clue where to go in, and this stupid red question mark by my name just tagging me as someone who didnt have a clue. Then on the other hand, those were the easier days. I remember getting to lvl 10 for the first time and thinking I was such a high level now, cause alot of monsters were too weak to be worthwhile. So i decide to journey on and see what else awaits me. I end up going to The craig for a mission I was on and someone asks me if I want to join thier party, so I say sure, but how do I do that?. Well they tell me how to join and I see they are in the dunes, yet I have no clue where the dunes are.I ask this person running by with a blue name if they knew where the dunes were, and they tell me yes and lead me there. I thought it was so cool being in a 6 person party. This is what happened to me yesterday, look how much can be achieved in one day!!.