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RomarioGrom (red, Castle, Vala, Kyrre) def злой_романтик (blue, Necro, Gosha, Gosha) 2sm4d(3) 134
IT WAS or What is bad luck and how to fight it:)
A literary debut, inspired by writing a thesis ;)
Once upon a time in ancient times there lived a mighty warrior Galtran, he won many victories in his time, everyone feared his glorious host, no one wanted to mess with the necromancers... For 30 years and 3 years our Galtran lay on the stove, warming his old bones.... However, a rumor spread through the land of the necromancers that the humans had a new leader — some RomarioGrom:confused: The necromancers grew worried and sent to Galtran his old warrior, with whom many victories had been won, but while he was traveling, the wicked humans, raising a red flag, crossed their border...:eek: The warrior ran, threw himself at Galtran's feet and said — "Oh, you are, good fellow Galtran, evil people have attacked us, they will ruin all our cemeteries, they will raze our burial mounds to the ground :( " Our knight did not think long, he went out onto the porch and shouted his ancient battle cry. At that very moment, his old friend Tant rushed to him with his retinue, and also the mercenary Ivor with 20 centaurs offered his services in such a noble cause:) On the very first day of the war, the centaurs decided to fraternize with the skeletons and become just like them, and only 1 decided to stay with Ivor. The old warrior Yabarkas also came to the war, but he was without a retinue and took on the role of a scout. On the very first day, he discovered a wondrous place where volunteers were sitting, which he reported to the commander.. Galtran accepted them into his army and he had more than 100 skeleton warriors. He left the castle and went with his army along the road, and lo, on the road stood the humans' minions — griffins. Galtran's blood boiled, he rose in his stirrups and led his army into battle. The griffins did not resist for long and, although they managed to destroy several skeleton brothers, they were defeated and the road to our neighbors — Inferno — was open... Many glorious battles were fought in the following 4 days, but there were 2 main news items: that another scout had found some 2 buildings from which cries for help were heard, and that yet another neighbor, Inferno, decided to support us in the war, just like the first, and gave their warriors so that they too could join our glorious brotherhood... but the main thing was that it turned out it was our enemies, the angels, who were crying for help... Our commander thought for a long time whether it was worth helping the white-winged ones, but nobility prevailed and on day 121 our glorious army of 130+ skeletons, 10 vampires, and a small squad of zombies freed 1 angel, who swore to serve us, and the next day another 2... On the next day, our scout saw a strange tree in which wyverns were languishing. This time Galtran did not think long; he attacked the fierce serpents and defeated them easily, as he had a cunning spell called mass slow, and 12 wyverns came under our banner. At the same time, the scout Meala was scouring the unexplored territory called the third, but saw nothing good there... some arena +2,+2, a couple of pandora's boxes. But it was far away... Then Galtran decided to go explore new lands, unknown lands, fortunately not far from our main castle there was a passage upwards, towards the bright sun... Our craftsmen were not idle during this time and were diligently building the mage guild... On day 127 of the war, a reward came for our righteous deeds: our scout captured the castle of our brothers — the necromancers — and another scout took a wondrous cloak — beloved by necromancers.. Our commander sees that everything is going well, the war is coming to an end soon, and he decided to go take boots that matched the cloak in color. He gave all the troops to his faithful comrade and rushed to a castle called Inferno. It was here, probably, that our commander's intuition failed him for the first time in all his 300 years... After all, there was the thought that it was not for nothing that the enemy respawn was nearby, and there was swift-footed Kyrre, but he really liked the boots.. On day 132, a mighty army reached him, a necromancer army. He defeated the cursed manticores, tried on the fine boots and ordered his mighty army to go to the castle and wait for him there. But on day 133, an incredible tragedy occurred — Galtran could not get home.. and he looked in different directions, but he could not find an enemy he could crash into, and he lacked one short step, and the next day Kyrre, driven by the wind, arrived as well, although she seemed to be oh so far away, but apparently the Gods were on the side of the despicable humans that day :( The loyal mercenary Mephala could not withstand the invading army, she fell in a bloody battle :smile32: The noble knight Galtran could not bear this, he beat his skull against the wall of a nearby crypt, wanted to die, but remembered he was already dead and tore off his commander's epaulets and, together with his old servant, went where his eyes led him.... Rejoice, triumph, celebrate, you humans, but it is not for nothing that a rumor circulates among the faithful retinue that Galtran did not simply leave, but is gathering strength, that more and more new restless souls are coming under his banners, and the hour will come... the hour of reckoning.... ;)
faithful comrade-in-arms of our true commander, Izra
IT WAS or What is bad luck and how to fight it:)
A literary debut, inspired by writing a thesis ;)
Once upon a time in ancient times there lived a mighty warrior Galtran, he won many victories in his time, everyone feared his glorious host, no one wanted to mess with the necromancers... For 30 years and 3 years our Galtran lay on the stove, warming his old bones.... However, a rumor spread through the land of the necromancers that the humans had a new leader — some RomarioGrom:confused: The necromancers grew worried and sent to Galtran his old warrior, with whom many victories had been won, but while he was traveling, the wicked humans, raising a red flag, crossed their border...:eek: The warrior ran, threw himself at Galtran's feet and said — "Oh, you are, good fellow Galtran, evil people have attacked us, they will ruin all our cemeteries, they will raze our burial mounds to the ground :( " Our knight did not think long, he went out onto the porch and shouted his ancient battle cry. At that very moment, his old friend Tant rushed to him with his retinue, and also the mercenary Ivor with 20 centaurs offered his services in such a noble cause:) On the very first day of the war, the centaurs decided to fraternize with the skeletons and become just like them, and only 1 decided to stay with Ivor. The old warrior Yabarkas also came to the war, but he was without a retinue and took on the role of a scout. On the very first day, he discovered a wondrous place where volunteers were sitting, which he reported to the commander.. Galtran accepted them into his army and he had more than 100 skeleton warriors. He left the castle and went with his army along the road, and lo, on the road stood the humans' minions — griffins. Galtran's blood boiled, he rose in his stirrups and led his army into battle. The griffins did not resist for long and, although they managed to destroy several skeleton brothers, they were defeated and the road to our neighbors — Inferno — was open... Many glorious battles were fought in the following 4 days, but there were 2 main news items: that another scout had found some 2 buildings from which cries for help were heard, and that yet another neighbor, Inferno, decided to support us in the war, just like the first, and gave their warriors so that they too could join our glorious brotherhood... but the main thing was that it turned out it was our enemies, the angels, who were crying for help... Our commander thought for a long time whether it was worth helping the white-winged ones, but nobility prevailed and on day 121 our glorious army of 130+ skeletons, 10 vampires, and a small squad of zombies freed 1 angel, who swore to serve us, and the next day another 2... On the next day, our scout saw a strange tree in which wyverns were languishing. This time Galtran did not think long; he attacked the fierce serpents and defeated them easily, as he had a cunning spell called mass slow, and 12 wyverns came under our banner. At the same time, the scout Meala was scouring the unexplored territory called the third, but saw nothing good there... some arena +2,+2, a couple of pandora's boxes. But it was far away... Then Galtran decided to go explore new lands, unknown lands, fortunately not far from our main castle there was a passage upwards, towards the bright sun... Our craftsmen were not idle during this time and were diligently building the mage guild... On day 127 of the war, a reward came for our righteous deeds: our scout captured the castle of our brothers — the necromancers — and another scout took a wondrous cloak — beloved by necromancers.. Our commander sees that everything is going well, the war is coming to an end soon, and he decided to go take boots that matched the cloak in color. He gave all the troops to his faithful comrade and rushed to a castle called Inferno. It was here, probably, that our commander's intuition failed him for the first time in all his 300 years... After all, there was the thought that it was not for nothing that the enemy respawn was nearby, and there was swift-footed Kyrre, but he really liked the boots.. On day 132, a mighty army reached him, a necromancer army. He defeated the cursed manticores, tried on the fine boots and ordered his mighty army to go to the castle and wait for him there. But on day 133, an incredible tragedy occurred — Galtran could not get home.. and he looked in different directions, but he could not find an enemy he could crash into, and he lacked one short step, and the next day Kyrre, driven by the wind, arrived as well, although she seemed to be oh so far away, but apparently the Gods were on the side of the despicable humans that day :( The loyal mercenary Mephala could not withstand the invading army, she fell in a bloody battle :smile32: The noble knight Galtran could not bear this, he beat his skull against the wall of a nearby crypt, wanted to die, but remembered he was already dead and tore off his commander's epaulets and, together with his old servant, went where his eyes led him.... Rejoice, triumph, celebrate, you humans, but it is not for nothing that a rumor circulates among the faithful retinue that Galtran did not simply leave, but is gathering strength, that more and more new restless souls are coming under his banners, and the hour will come... the hour of reckoning.... ;)
faithful comrade-in-arms of our true commander, Izra