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 | SimonDowntime - February 11th, 2002Status: In-Active |
Bloody buggering hell, THAT was confusing I was the Barron to start off with but as that was not a permanent position I went out looking for a more permanent solution and met with Kerrie. Then an army of thousands decided that this was a good day to show up and knowing me I thought that they wouldn't react to well to the situation and may have a problem with me being Baron and may kill me.... That's a bad thing. To cut a long story short I became kerrie's Squire then was claimed to be an insulting little @#$? By the knights of sidhe and then became squire to Krynn and the roller coaster halted there. I went to find Cordilia the new Barron regent to the area and found out that she wasn't there but rather than go home empty handed I decided to enter my own way and got caught I escaped with help from Krynn and this is where our story begins... Run rabbit run rabbit run, run, run, here comes the farmer with his gun, gun, gun. Bang, Bang, Bang goes the farmer's gun so run rabbit run rabbit run, run, run. It normally doesn't seem to be so difficult to escape the dreaming unlike today... maybe the dreaming has plans for me so I continue to run through the dales and valleys until I came to a lonely tree standing straight and tall but on it was a suit of leather armor "what does a tree need leather armor for? Where would the tree get the armor from? How long has this tree been standing here for me to stumble by? Who would do this to a defence less tree? Then the answers flowed through me like a river a mixture of sounds and images, like the entire lives of every person that has ever lived washed in front of my vision and behind all that was a consciousness far older and wiser than any I had heard of before as if the very consciousness of the dreaming was making contact with me, but there was too much knowledge for my mind to grasp. "You have a task to do young Simon... take this suit of armor and wear it always, it will fit your many forms and dispositions" I moved over to the tree and I felt the magnificence all around me. The energy Washed all over me, I take hold of the armor and it slides into my arms. "But who... what are you?" I ask the surrounding air, a vague reply enters my mind "You know what I am and you have your task to do, now go..." I slip into the armor which fits me like it had been made for me (1 xp Treasure) and all goes quiet I look over the land to see 3 sunsets and 3 sunrises in a matter of seconds. My eyes fall closed and when they opened I am in my apartment "14 th February 10:45 am" my alarm clock stated "My god!" I entered the dreamlands 3 days ago and now I am here "it wasn't a dream". I look upon myself to see I am still wearing that armor "it wasn't a dream" I say in disbelief. I try to recollect what that ominous voice said to me, It spoke of a task, a quest, a higher purpose for me to perform ‘I wonder what it is?' I think to myself ‘I finally have a purpose in life, a reason for living, you could say this is the meaning of life... 42... no that's hitch hikers guide to the Galaxy' (2 xp on 1 Pt merit – Higher purpose). And the results for our nationwide survey... (Drum roll) 1 xp on treasure 2 xp on - Higher purpose Total: 3 xp spent | |
