Friday, March 22, 2019

Adventure story :: Free Essay Writer

Long ago, there was a newly trained warrior from across the seas of Antonica, the race of the forgotten iksar macrocosm newly re-discovered had begun the life of one iksar. This neophyte warriors name was Lyzzard. Lyzzard trained immaterial of his hometown killing scorpions and scaled wolf pups until he gained the level of 5. At this cadence he was getting bored of the creatures that inhabited the outside nation of the render of Cabilis and noniced that the road lead down into a pit. When Lyzzard pertinacious he should go and check out this new land he had not seen before, he knew there could be some dangers in going. Though he knew, his warrior instinct dared him to ignore it. He followed the road down into what was know around the Feild of Bone as "The pit", and down there he power saw that it was just as he hoped... many things to kill and fight. He fought a scaled wolf hunter and barely survived, he then decided that he needed a cooperator for this task of bec oming a champion mightier than all other races. He found a partner in Jettlizzy the monk and Chleu the shaman which were at his level of training. After acheiving the seventh level of training, he decided to go off to explore on his own down in the pit. He walked around for what seemed like years along the walls of the pit, but he soon found out that he would have been better off waiting until he reached a high level of training before he should have went off exploring. He walked upon some bones, which his instructor had told him about, of a dragon. He was told to be weary of the area where bones of a large creature come up from the solid ground with a large skull with sharp teeth lay.Lyzzard being daring as he was decided to ignore the warnings and search the area. After a some moments of arriving at the area, he found himself up against a creature that would sort his life forever. This creature was a Badger looking creature known to most people as a Burnyia. Lyzzard drew his Fine sword Two handed sword and attempted to destroy that of which had attacked him. He swung and swung with the feriousity of a warrior with nothing to lose and missed too many times.

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