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Great Dragon

Great Dragon

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There were three Pvmers who often worked together to earn riches and fought for the glory and love of battle.
Aargon (are gone)
Tritus (try tis)
Ram (the ram, the great ram, his true name is never spelled or spoken for obvious reasons)

Ram was the strongest ranger,
Aargon was most powerful meleer,
Tritus had the most magical abilities

The three of them Just lived life. Fast. Killing monsters, eating good foods and enjoying eachothers company. At first, they were considered bandits, raiding the most guarded strongholds and plundering the most well guarded fortresses. But soon thier wealth and power grew, and they became lords...

They each carved out their own territories. Ram would take the Mainland, Tritus took to the sea, and aargon took the skies.

One day at a meeting, one of the lords spoke.
*aargon* "I think we should stop killing monsters and leave some gold for the others."

But another lord objected immediately.
*Tritus* "I cant stand to do anything else besides bossing. Even the slightest break to skill bores me.

The third lord spoke as well.
*Ram*" I think we should kill as many bosses as we want. They respawn like rodents."

So it was in this way that the seeds of division began to separate them.
Each of thier kingdoms grew in power, remaining equal in many respects. They each knew that if one lord launched war on the other, the third would be just waiting in the wings for that single unguarded moment to finish them after the battle when they were most vulnerable.

So they stood, at a stalemate, for the last thousand years.

Ram Could not stand this any more. He grew hungry to expand his kingdom. He Called the other two lords to a meeting at his compound. They had tea in the garden. They came to an agreement. They would hold a tournament, the winner, would become the 1 true supreme, and rule over all 3 kingdoms. Tritus accepted, but Aargon declined. Fuming with incredible anger, Ram could not control himself ANY MORE!
taxes for the church, taxes for the mayor taxes for the sherrif, taxes for the king... its a wonder there is anything left to eat,
does it look like i've struck gold here?

07-Jan-2021 19:41:50

Great Dragon

Great Dragon

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Ram Launched an absolute HellFire of missles from the sky, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as a billion arrows came raining down upon Aargon, Like heat seeking missles. Aargon stood there, un-sheething his sword, closed his eyes, raised his sword to the sky and kneeled.. driving his sword into the ground, causing a golden energy barrier shield to surround him.

Meanwhile Tritus cast a teleportation spell to flee from the battle and watch from a safe(ish) distance, unsure of which side to take.

The arrows had no effect, evaporating as they touched Aargons mighty shield. Ram Followed up his attack with a second, raining meteors from the sky, massive in size. Aargon knew his shield was enough for arrows, but not meteors.

He launched himself Into the sky with a mighty jump, slashing meteors in half with his powerful sword. It was an absolutely astonishing thing to behold. He came crashing down Freefalling at 120 miles per hour, he came crashing down onto the ground next to Ram, sending him flying from the earthquake shock sent ripples throughout the earth.

Ram went flying. He crashed into a building, got the wind knocked out of him. Aargon approached him, training his sword on Ram. Ram stood up and asked for a truce. Aargon agreed, and sheathed his sword.

Suddenly without warning, Ram launched a MIGHTY direct missle at Aargon, almost hitting him Square in the chest. Tritus couldnt watch any more. He teleported in front of Aargon and took the blast for him, blocking it with every mystical might of his power he could summon... the power from the attack exploded on Tritus's magical shield, Like 100 nukes exploding in all of thier faces. The three of them evaporated into ashes. The battle was over.
No one survived.
taxes for the church, taxes for the mayor taxes for the sherrif, taxes for the king... its a wonder there is anything left to eat,
does it look like i've struck gold here?

07-Jan-2021 19:41:58 - Last edited on 07-Jan-2021 19:57:36 by Great Dragon

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