Summary
- The Captain’s Tale
—- The Captain’s Log => This Thread
—- Fire from the Sky =>> https://forum-en.gw2archive.eu/forum/community/fangen/Guild-Wars-2-Fan-Fiction-Fire-from-the-Sky/first#post2978902
—- The Tribe =>> https://forum-en.gw2archive.eu/forum/community/fangen/Guild-Wars-2-Fan-Fiction-The-Tribe/first#post2904394
- The Corruption of Orr
—- The City of the Gods => https://forum-en.gw2archive.eu/forum/community/fangen/GW2-Fan-Fiction-The-City-of-the-Gods/first#post3014873
Hello Community!
This is my First time trying to write a full story in english (It’s not my native tongue, I’m learning for 3 years) I enjoy any feedback given to me. Also this is the first time I’m writing a Fan Fiction story, so I would appreciate if you write your opinion below, don’t forget to be honest, it helps me a lot to improve.
The Captain’s Log
I’m writing my Story down in this log so that everyone will know who I really am. They called me Traitor, Pirate, Outlaw. I have many Names, none of them really reflects myself in any way and I never listened to them either. But after the recent Events, the People of Tyria have to know who I am, if I want it or not.
It all began in Divinities Reach, one Year Ago, as the Village of Shaemoor was attacked by Centaures and nobody knew how they got past the Fort. It didn’t matter in that moment anyways, I was helping a Friend of my Family who was a farmer. Suddenly terrified Men and Women came over the Bridge and I saw their Bodies getting torn apart by angry Centaures. But before I could react, an Arrow was fired towards me. I was able to get my Head out of the way in Time, but the Farmer didn’t, it went right through his Eye. I knew it was time. I took the Axe my Father gave me to my 16th Birthday, I always had it hanging on my belt. It was dark and the Axe was glowing with the Energy from Adelberns Curse, my Ancenstors were flaming inside it’s Blade, they were bloodthirsty, and so was I.
Three Centaures were riding towards me as I charget at them, screaming out the loudest Warcry my Throat could handle. And their will crumbled. Not entirely, but enough to make them distracted for a second. A Second I needed. I chopped the Head off the closest Centaur and covered behind the huge Body to escape the arrows that were shot. I threw my Axe right between the Eyes of the left Centaur, while jumping towards him. As I reached his lifekitten dy, I quickly grabbed the Axe again and ram it into the Chest of the Third Centaur who were sneaking up behind me.
I was covered in Centaur Blood as I reached the Fort, Captain Logan Thackeray led a defense and welcomed me with open arms as he saw the blood. We repelled the Centaures after we killed their Leader and I joined the Seraph with a recommendation from Thackeray. I served the Krytan Queen for a long time, but I never did anything because of her like Logan. I never trusted her. I just killed hundreds of Centaures and Bandits to protect the People, not for some Queen or Kingdom.
And so the Day came where I had to make a decision. Do I join one of the Orders of Tyria in the Name of the Krytan Mesmer Queen, or do I leave Kryta forever? I chose last. Traitor I was called and I had a very uncomfortable Conversation with Logan.
“What is wrong if you? You are a loyal Warrior, you want to protect people yet you refuse to join one of the Orders of Tyria which are the ultimate way to protect people! You could’ve been a Captain of the Seraph after all!”, he said and he was very angry.
“What is wrong with me, you ask? Oh what a surprise! The great Logan Thackeray is asking someone what is wrong with HIM! You are the one that is mesmerized by this Queen, you are her Watchdog, but you could be a Hero. She is bounding you to her feet while you could be so much more. I don’t want to be a captain of some Kingdom and you don’t want to stay one for the rest of your life for sure!”.
(edited by Justdeifyme.9387)