Post by Hawk____ROAR on Jul 2, 2010 10:30:48 GMT -5
This mentalist fresh out of the nork schools, where they do not teach you anything about fate decided to take his low stats and tempt fate.
After being made fun of in class despite his 18 charisma, he was called dumb, clumsy, weak, unwise... going against his willpower of 18, he went ahead and got hold of many fate water pots in some back alley on an old norken street, perhaps some addict left his stash there? either way the mentalist drank them all!
Hours later the mentalist woke up in the local healers shop, as he looked around trying to remember what had happened, he realized he felt far more agile, he leaped around the room like never before! He thanked the healer and left.
As he headed home he noticed his sack seemed far more heavier then before, looking inside he noticed nothing new that could cause this extra weight, which he then realized he has become far weaker then before, must be in the 5 strength area.
As he was about to walk in to his rented room in the inn, someone stopped and asked him a question. "Do you know how to swim past the currents to fight the mighty naga?" immediately the mentalist answered "Find a statue in the lower floors of the old nork prison building." The stranger replied "thank you sir, you are most wise!."
Yes the mentalist thought as he sat down, I do feel far more wise, and intelligent then I once was. The mentalist then contacted a good friend of his, he asked the friend to scry him, his friend said with excitement "My gosh! your attributes are all maxed! except you only have a strength rating of 5."
That night, the mentalist was reading some old scrolls that he can now understand, he learned of magical cards called fate cards, feeling brave he decided to begin slaying monsters to become more experienced then try these magical cards on him self.
To be continued... he wrote in his journal
The following days were strange for the mentalist, he spent alot of time learning how much he has improved since his adventure with fate water, but he had gotten greedy.
He wanted MORE, more hitpoints, more energy. He looked up a fate water dealer operating outside frore to get ahold of more fate water, get managed to swindle several hundred bottles more.
Sitting in his inn room, he begun to drink the water, several times he passed out and woke hours later to continue his new found habbit, he could no longer get any weaker, or so he thought!
A painful shiver jolted his body, causing him to drop his empty bottle, what he had just felt was something he never felt before. He had no clue what the effect was at the time, so he continued to drink.
Waking up at the healer once again, he remembered having 3 painful shivers before he ran out of fate water, having been scry'ed again, he realised he has suffered greatly for his greed, but he thought he can fix it, YES! fix it he insisted.
He then begun slaying monsters as he has planned before, his one goal in mind, was to obtain fate cards and become greater then he ever was before, if only he had a clue as to what was down this road for him...
After being made fun of in class despite his 18 charisma, he was called dumb, clumsy, weak, unwise... going against his willpower of 18, he went ahead and got hold of many fate water pots in some back alley on an old norken street, perhaps some addict left his stash there? either way the mentalist drank them all!
Hours later the mentalist woke up in the local healers shop, as he looked around trying to remember what had happened, he realized he felt far more agile, he leaped around the room like never before! He thanked the healer and left.
As he headed home he noticed his sack seemed far more heavier then before, looking inside he noticed nothing new that could cause this extra weight, which he then realized he has become far weaker then before, must be in the 5 strength area.
As he was about to walk in to his rented room in the inn, someone stopped and asked him a question. "Do you know how to swim past the currents to fight the mighty naga?" immediately the mentalist answered "Find a statue in the lower floors of the old nork prison building." The stranger replied "thank you sir, you are most wise!."
Yes the mentalist thought as he sat down, I do feel far more wise, and intelligent then I once was. The mentalist then contacted a good friend of his, he asked the friend to scry him, his friend said with excitement "My gosh! your attributes are all maxed! except you only have a strength rating of 5."
That night, the mentalist was reading some old scrolls that he can now understand, he learned of magical cards called fate cards, feeling brave he decided to begin slaying monsters to become more experienced then try these magical cards on him self.
To be continued... he wrote in his journal
The following days were strange for the mentalist, he spent alot of time learning how much he has improved since his adventure with fate water, but he had gotten greedy.
He wanted MORE, more hitpoints, more energy. He looked up a fate water dealer operating outside frore to get ahold of more fate water, get managed to swindle several hundred bottles more.
Sitting in his inn room, he begun to drink the water, several times he passed out and woke hours later to continue his new found habbit, he could no longer get any weaker, or so he thought!
A painful shiver jolted his body, causing him to drop his empty bottle, what he had just felt was something he never felt before. He had no clue what the effect was at the time, so he continued to drink.
Waking up at the healer once again, he remembered having 3 painful shivers before he ran out of fate water, having been scry'ed again, he realised he has suffered greatly for his greed, but he thought he can fix it, YES! fix it he insisted.
He then begun slaying monsters as he has planned before, his one goal in mind, was to obtain fate cards and become greater then he ever was before, if only he had a clue as to what was down this road for him...