MorteDara
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Let's play a daily role-play game together. You vote, I continue the story.
🕑 Added 2023-12-21 13:44:45 +0000 UTC
You heard tales about a place, full of riches to be discovered. But for some reason, even the mightiest of all stayed away from this place. When you started asking questions, your questions fell on deaf ears. You heard gulping beneath steel plate helmets or an assassin's hood. Superstitions, prevented men from achieving great goals. You will prove them wrong and come back to your village with riches. So you decide to take a sword which used to belong to your father who passed away a year ago and leave your village.
You arrive, alas! It's already nigh time and a dense fog has fallen over the land. Obstructing vision immensely, making it impossible to traverse without getting an ankle sprained.
You hear footsteps from your right, and see the figure in black.
Who are you son? No! Don't even think about drawing your sword against me. You'll regret it. I used to rule these lands. But now, look at me. If you think your life has worth, turn back and leave this place. I know your intentions, you heard stories about this place and decided to try your luck.
You decide to...
