Setting the Scene
Edge of the Mists.
The clouds roll across and the air seems chilly.
Snowcapped panels of gaming software span the horizon.
Three friends are ‘chilling’. (See what I did there?)
Lady Bliss
Connor
Thorn
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When an aching in their hearts stirs. Some great disturbance in the force. It was as if… as if.. a great evil had entered, corrupting all that existed in their beautiful little world.
They stared at each other with unease.
Connor “Do you feel that?”
Thorn “Yes. It’s … this seething evil. I can’t stand it”
Bliss “Oh grow a pair. It’s just some trivial thing. It must be”
Donning their weapons, our Heros prepared for the worst. With a glint of nervous excitement in their eye, they looked at each other, grinned and looked at the path ahead.
Connor “Ready?”
Thorn and Bliss nodded in response.
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With such imposing (and beautiful looks by the way), they set forth.
They left their sanctuary of snow covered bliss (Bliss “Do we have to leave?”) and the secure lands of Frostreach.
Onwards they journeyed through the many dangerous cliff drops, the confounding levels and the occasional white-out on the screen as the mists covered their faces.
Through the empty deserts of the Badlands, that broiled with cannon fire (which would knock one on one’s kitten so much that our Heros’ cursed the design) and enemies alike.
Through the teeming jungles of Overgrowth, which reeked of uplevels and trolls that would rip off your face (and defiant stance all your attacks).
They trekked onwards. And all the while… the evil was getting closer. And closer. And closer.
They could feel it in their bones. A chill.
Connor “I think we’re back at Frostreach guys”
Bliss “Yes it’s chilly again”
Thorn opened his mouth to reply. But the words never came. He had spied an object. But it was not the object that had caught his attention (even though a catapult on a gate by such a guild would suggest they had failed to understand the mechanics of their own game). It was the tag that was etched along the object’s
Bliss “Catapult. Just say Catapult”
Thorn "Shhh, it’s called the Suspense Factor
Ahem.. … etched along the object’s wooden boards. The Red unmistakeable colosseum icon. The Arenanet employee tag of oppression and tyranny.
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Thorn gasped and pointed. Connor and Bliss looked on and were also aghast.
Thorn “That’s the disturbance! It’s… It’s one of THEM”
They steeled their resolve. Sharpened their weapons. Prepared their plan.
Bliss “I will cloak you in my shimmering strength. Give you the element of surprise”
Connor “Excellent! I will leap in with Faith and use the Truest of Shots to take down our enemy”
Thorn stares at dagger and grins “This will go in their back. It will be a vengeful victory”
With plan in hand, and weapons in mind
Connor “Mistake there; Weapons in hand and -”
Thorn “It’s my story. I tell it”
With weapons in hand and plan in mind, they stalked their prey.
Which was no easy task. They just looked for the red icon amongst a sea of red.
They circled the enemy force.
Connor “They number at least a thousand. We are but three”
“Remember the story of David and Goliath? This is but a trifle. Remember your training” Thorn valiantly said, inspiring Connor and Bliss
They waited in secret, as the enemy army broached the walls of their beloved tower. They screamed obscenities (“YES, KARMA” or “Finally, I can get my last level”) as they charged in.
The Arenanet Overlord surveyed the scene. Then sauntered in and stood behind, watching the minions do the work. He though all was safe.
Bliss “MASS INVISIBILITY” she screamed
“I INTERVENE WITH JUSTICE AND TRUTH” charged Connor, coming out of the cloak of shimmering butterflies and beauty with fire in his eyes.
“I WILL INFILTRATE HER” yelled Thorn
Bliss “Ewww, really?”
Thorn “Yes. Really”
With strength that they had never felt before coursing through their veins, they etched their battlecries in the Arenanet Overlord’s mind as they bursted her down.
She/He panicked (I haven’t decided on the gender) and tried to use the minions as meat shields.
But our Heros would have none of that. They gave chase and their aim was true.
They felled the evil that had almost taken over their sleep time. And the Overlord’s body was strewn, a testament to the will and strength of our Heros
After killing her/him, they felt a sense of relief. A sense of contentment. And they all realised … This was their Wyld hunt. The hunt that they had yearned for. The hunt their hearts cried out for. They were finally complete.
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