The corruption of Thral'Mar

[Swgrclan 2682]

It was a bright, sunny evening when this strangely brief event occurred. Thral'Mar was walking, and has been for a long period of time, on the King's Road.

He sighs when he walks past Kramoroe, which is not Kramoroe anymore, more of a captured Orc territory turned into Human Village. He feels a sense of sympathy that the mighty Orc nation has lost a great town to the Humans. He continues walking down the road, and sees a group of hooded men, huddled together. Now, seeing as Thral'Mar's life was ruined by corpses in robes, he took the immediate action to threaten them to make them scurry away from the road.

He walks up to the group, frowns, and says "What is this frippery? A gathering of fools in robes? Get off the road."

The group of malicious-looking hooded men turns toward him, and Thral'Mar tries to peak at their faces by squinting, and saw torn flesh and bone and Blood-red eyes. He gasped, and drew his sword and said "What are you worthless bags of rotted meat doing on the King's Road?! I will slay you just for standing on this path!" The Undead cretins made a strange, naselly hissing sound that sounded like a laugh. "Leave us be, foolish mortal. Leave and do not tell your worthless brethren of our meet here, or we will painfully slaughter you, and everyone you hold dear."

Thral'Mar's eyes went bloodshot from rage from the immense disrespect the disgusting thralls of Iblees were speaking. He charged at them with his trusty diamond blade, and he thought he would catch them off guard or frighten them, but it did the opposite. The group hissed loudly and drew their own swords also. Thral'Mar crashed into the group and slashed one of them in the stomach. One tried to lash at him from behind, but he hit it's jaw, making it stagger backwards. The duel went on for half an hour. Thral'Mar killed four, and he assumed they were just servants of and not Undead, since they did not cast any of the blasphemous arcane that the usual Undead meat bag wields. Thral'Mar got injured from the fight, and he was exhausted, unlike his last target, the actual Undead, which was standing calmly, leaning on a Golden Staff. The Undead man sighed and said "I am disappointed, by you, and my servants. Because you have wasted my time... I shall take yours, too." The cretin made a sinister and disgusting grin, and raised his hand toward Thral'Mar, spoke a few hushed words, and a bolt of black and green was hurled at Thral'Mar, pushing him to the ground and causing immense pain in his chest. "AGH, what have you done to me, foul creature?!" Thral'Mar said. "I have drained you of thirty years of your life span. This will make you think twice before slinging your blade at me or any servant of Iblees." The Undead man walked away from the wounded Thral'Mar. Thral'Mar passed out. Several hours later, he awoke with a weak body and a blurred vision. He reached for his sword and stood up, leaning on the blade for support. He limped over to the water to get a drink, but he was horrified as he saw not his reflection of himself, but the reflection of him as an old man. He was frozen in shock of what has happened to him. He finally broke away from the shock and stood up, holding the major wound he received on his shoulder in the skirmish. He staggered back to the road, and went towards Oren, thinking about how he would rid of his new curse. He lost thirty years of his life. He knew the Shamans of Krugmar could not help him, or the Mages of Oren. But the Ascended, the men in great white robes that casts great healing magic, could save him from this terrible curse.

((Tell me what you think of it. I spent around an hour on this story, and it explains why I have changed my skin to an older version of Thral'Mar.)) ((EDIT: Gah, I made a math fail. *Thirty years, not twenty. Silly me :P))

[Brevias 275]

(( So, did this actually take place or just excellent story-crafting? Either way, I like it! ))

[Swgrclan 2682]

((Yeah, story crafting. The oldness might be temporary, though. Just a curse.))

[Nero 347]

((really good story, I would love to see how it pans out, Make more! :) ))

[ΚΨΙΞ 710]

this was very good story writing id like to read more!

[Sultan 3953]

so how old were you before and how old were you after?

[Blawharag 277]

Good story, but some lore notes:

All races (except humans) are immortal, and therefore you cannot actually die of old age 20 years earlier than you would have before. Some alternative ideas that you could use to fit the lore:

1) You aged 20 years. Though races do not die from old age, we do age and become old, so that would fit your story nicely.

2) You were cursed to die 20 years sooner than what you would have before. Say you were destined to be killed in battle when you were 156 years old. Now the curse will make you fall off a cliff at age 136 before you ever make it to that battle. A far more complicated concept, but an interesting one.

Good story though, well done.

[Swgrclan 2682]

so how old were you before and how old were you after?

I was 43, now 73.

[Swgrclan 2682]

Good story, but some lore notes:

All races (except humans) are immortal, and therefore you cannot actually die of old age 20 years earlier than you would have before. Some alternative ideas that you could use to fit the lore:

1) You aged 20 years. Though races do not die from old age, we do age and become old, so that would fit your story nicely.

2) You were cursed to die 20 years sooner than what you would have before. Say you were destined to be killed in battle when you were 156 years old. Now the curse will make you fall off a cliff at age 136 before you ever make it to that battle. A far more complicated concept, but an interesting one.

Good story though, well done.

The age advancement wasn't really about actual aging. It was the outside that was changed and aged. Thirty years was tooken from my features, like the life was drained. The curse made it so I looked old, hence the white hair on my new skin.

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Very good story. I would like to see how it ends. You should update the story as you go along and continue your quest to cure your curse.

[Swgrclan 2682]

Very good story. I would like to see how it ends. You should update the story as you go along and continue your quest to cure your curse.

Good suggestion. I might do that.

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Good suggestion. I might do that.

If this becomes an actual quest for your character, it would make quite an epic tale. You should make an in game journal about all of this. You could then make a book or a series of books out of this. I would buy a copy and then I would travel the world to get it autographed. :razz:

[Slic3man 484]

(( Thral Sighs "I don't seem to remember you..."))

P.S (( Hooligans!))

[susitsu 871]

Good story, but some lore notes:

All races (except humans) are immortal, and therefore you cannot actually die of old age 20 years earlier than you would have before. Some alternative ideas that you could use to fit the lore:

1) You aged 20 years. Though races do not die from old age, we do age and become old, so that would fit your story nicely.

2) You were cursed to die 20 years sooner than what you would have before. Say you were destined to be killed in battle when you were 156 years old. Now the curse will make you fall off a cliff at age 136 before you ever make it to that battle. A far more complicated concept, but an interesting one.

Good story though, well done.

Wrong, every race has a limit and turns old one day except for the undead, they just turn to dust eventually. Nothing lasts forever in the world of Aegis.

[Blawharag 277]

Wrong, every race has a limit and turns old one day except for the undead, they just turn to dust eventually. Nothing lasts forever in the world of Aegis.

Fail. We do age, and we do turn old. However we do not die of old age or disease. Only humans can. Read your lore. Iblees specifically cursed Elves with infertility, Orcs with Bloodlust, Dwarves with shortness and ugliness and Humans with mortality (I.E. ability to die without being directly killed, such as disease age ect.) Thats why Ariel did a follow up blessing for the humans that gave them super-fertility, making their race more plentiful than any other in the land. Orcs became honorable and would bring honor wherever they went, dwarves would be rich with minerals and at the moment i forget what Elves got.

None the less, only humans can die of old age. Every other race has to be specifically killed or otherwise die of non-natural causes. "Death by the sword" if you will.