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1. I 'm not too sure if this has already been posted, thought we could all share our stories from the recently released mod.
I started by joining the Red Faction my first day. At the time, the red faction were the most dominant and had obtained most of the territory within the man. They were led by a player named 'DarthVader' (from what I re-call) who had a very autocratic figure. The red faction at the time seemed pretty pleasant, escorting civilians etc, until the green army decided to up rise. The green army at the time, were one of the strongest factions. The green faction managed to summon bandits to fight for them, but were utterly destroyed by the size of the Red Faction and the sheer power. Shortly after, the green army tried their luck again and were defeated for a second time, In conclusion to that the majority of green players joined the Red Army. The Red Army now had around 70% of the server fighting for them, so the leader decided it would be a wise choice to start a 'crusade' beginning with wiping out the remnants of the Green Army, and striking the white army next.
After around an hour or so of the red army's crusade, behaviour among the ranks began to stir. Red army members were tired of the constant pointless fighting, and disbanded from their leader. Eventually, the neutrals supported all other factions and marched against the red faction. An hour later, the red faction were defeated. Due to the foolishness of the leader, I left and moved into the forest proclaiming it be known as 'Sherwood Forest' and that I was the leader of the 'Men Of Sherwood'.
2. Well here's my story, for what it's worth.
I started out as neutral, wishing to be a mercenary; I was quickly introduced to the Red castle, which was friendly to us and provided us with shelter, and to our charismatic leader, Nobody. Being humbly but decently armed, I spent some time in the Red castle, healing up and gathering supplies, until our leader called upon us to ride forth to the mines, which were occupied by the perfidious Greens, who were, then, our enemies.
We rode forth with great dash and bravado, capturing the mines and stocking up on valuables, but it wasn't long before our leader, Nobody, decided that we should take the Blue castle in a lightning raid. Our attack was swift and successful, and the few defenders of the Blue castle succumbed easily. We rode into the keep in triumph, eager to lay hands on the booty contained within the castle's fabled chests, and to rest. I certainly needed it, as I had sustained extensive wounds during the actions we carried out, and I was grateful for the chance to rest.
Discipline, however, evaporated, and, as I engaged in some plunder of the Blue coffers, an assassin attempted to kill me, though I survived the attack and killed him in turn. Just then, having lost my horse, I realized that most of our forces were hastily retreating to the Red castle, and I, grabbinb the first horse I could, followed suit.
Just then, on my way back, I was assaulted by a Red cavalryman, whom I only escaped narrowly with very little life; that unprovoked attack bewildered me, as, in theory, the Red were on our side. When I finally caught up with my comrades, the grim reality of our situation dawned upon me: the Red had betrayed us, and closed the gates of our castle to us. As we remained gathered before the castle cates, and our leader, Nobody, attempted to negotiate with the Reds, it became obvious that we would not obtain entry, and our battered and diminished force departed once again. I, for one, was still badly wounded from my encounter with the Red cavalryman, and painfully aware of our precarious situation.
Our leader, Nobody, then decided that we should capture the White castle, which, at the time, was held by the Yellow army. We attacked in force, and dashingly assaulted through the staircases and bridges of that Escherian nightmare of a castle; however, the Yellow defenders, though few, put up such a stubborn and courageous defence that our best efforts were fruitless. A crossbowman and a swordsman alone managed to stave off most of our assaults on the rooftops, and our men scattered. I, cut off from the main force, wandered around the castle for a while, trying to find a place to heal; but I was soon confronted by several crossbowmen and swordsmen, who, in a most noble and generous gesture, allowed me to retreat unharmed.
As I departed from the White castle, the object of our most unfortunate assualt, I realized how bleak my situation was: I was alone, cut off from my comrades, and with scarcely one or two hitpoints left. I rode to the tournament area to heal up and think out a new course of action.
Meanwhile, our leader, Nobody, was betrayed by one of his men, and slain; his control over our faction, which he had led in a charismatic and fair fashion, began to crumble. He attempted to rally the men for several ill-fated assaults against the mines, but to no avail.
Finally, the leader of the Yellow faction, Sir George, talked to me directly, knowing that I was a distinguished, if humble, member of my faction, to offer me a deal: The Mercenaries would be allowed shelter in the White castle if we helped them to capture the Red castle, in the hands of the traitors who started our tale of misfortune. I accepted on a personal level, and proposed the deal to our leader, Nobody, who accepted it eagerly; and Mercenaries and Yellow, in a combined effort, conquered the Red castle and staved off their half-hearted attempts to retake it.
And just then, in our moment of triumph, the extreme lag on my computer caused the game to crash
3. I'll try to keep this as unembellished as possible. Sir Thorns is just Thorns, but I did call him 'sir Thorns' in game; and Father Andre is Lord Andre, but he was a monk and thus I called him Father Andre.
When these events started, red was by far the dominant faction. It had at least twenty people. Green Castle had been occupied by neutrals calling themselves 'the order' and White Castle was, as usual, occupied by bandits. I decided to join blue faction since I liked their castle the best, and red people have a tendency for being jackasses. There were three of us; my loyal knight, Sir Thorns, and my travelling monk, Father Andre. We traveled about the land, trying to find a good place to settle down. Nothing of note occurred until the game ended, after which we claimed the blue castle for our own. After a while, more and more recruits started to show up on our doorstep, until in all there must have been more than the reds had. We numbered many, indeed, and each of us had our horses; among the recruits I remember most fondly were Srg. Talius, the sergeant of the wall, who faithfully guarded the walls when we were away; Sven [nordic lastname :-p], who, with Selena, guarded our gates faithfully and well; and the irc:// twins, one the mysterious yet strangely handsome Varric, and the other the bloodily retarded jester/flagbearer, Badabam*; the mercenary Prade; and last, but not least, my diplomat Tryteyker, who volunteered to organize the castle defense before starting negotiations with the fearsome red.
I called all of my loyal knights to the Great Hall, for matters of government were to be discussed. I tried to figure out a way to ask them what to do about the reds but my tongue was tied by the sheer number of them; so I switched to a different topic - matters of government. I proposed that the blues be a democracy, where every member had a vote on matters, but this was overwhelmingly disapproved of - the vast majority of my subjects seemed to -want- a supremely cruel dictator. By the end of the meeting half of them were shouting* "LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR!" and such. I became the emperor of the Holy Blue-ish Empire, with Thorns and Tryteyker as my loyal lieutenants. Eventually, it seemed, the whole army of more than twenty knights assembled in front of the gate, with me at their head. Tryteyker had, as mentioned before, been negotiating with the reds - our traditional enemy - and it seemed they were plagued by a group of bandits holding Green Castle in an unassailable position. As a favor, we struck; our entire faction, except loyal Talius guarding the walls, rode forth and besieged the castle. We dismounted at the tunnel entrance and marched in single file through its dank and dark corridors, before coming to the top of the twisting staircase to a deathtrap.
The bandits were on either side of the entrance, on high positions unreachable by sword; they had crossbows and longbows, and they used them to great effect, killing many of us as we advanced, helpless, before we finally reached and killed them. I myself opened the gate, and claimed the castle for our own. But the moment of victory was suddenly spoiled when Talius cried that bandits had taken Blue Castle, just before he was overwhelmed and killed. We swiftly returned to our horses, but the vast majority had been stolen or killed by bandits while we were sieging Green Castle, including my beloved courser; someone loyally gave me his saddle horse and rushed to return to my home. I killed two of the bandits, and one escaped - only to run into the waiting other blues. After we consolidated our castle, we waited there for some time, licking our wounds and acquiring new horses. Green Castle had been abandoned after the bandits attacked our own castle.
And then began the last and final stage of our tale. There came a time when I was wandering about the Inner Courtyard, seeing but a few blues; I wondered where my knights were. The reds had by this time been conspiring to reward our assistance with backstabbing - although I understand that one of their leaders, a knight named Nikolai Alexander, wanted peace between the blues and the reds. And so, when I wandered out of my castle, I found my army assembled in its entirety in front of my castle. They wanted blood, they said. I obliged them. I came to their head and reared my horse, and bid them follow me; and we came upon a party of reds led by their king, Drache. We came on them aware and we slew them all, although Drache was only wounded by an arrow. One of his faithful companions carried him back to their castle; the blue army followed. We dismounted by the ladder scaling red castle's golden walls, and we climbed it under a hail of arrows; we killed all who fought back. We fought, leaving a bloody trail of dead Reds, all the way to the keep, where many people were murdered as they tried collecting money for weapons from the treasure chests inside; and eventually my faithful bodyguard and I happened upon our counterparts; the Red king Drache and his guard, in their throne room at the top of this evil tower. A brave fight was fought there, until my bodyguard was lay slain by my side, leaving me against the king and his guard; at first the king did not partake in the violence, but then, as I fought his bodyguard, he picked up a lance lying on the ground. He must have been simply inept for he ran his own bodyguard through with the weapon, even as the guard stabbed me - fortunately, I did not die, but dragged myself out of the castle as blood trickled from my chin. The siege had mixed success; on the one hand, we killed virtually everyone in the castle and took it successfully - on the other, we didn't kill their king.
After that, things died down and the blues gradually started to leave or defect to other factions. The Holy Blue-ish Empire was disassembled ... for now.
*This was the one person who joined my faction that I had known previously - I had known Badabambada - or was it badabambam? Gah, I can't even remember. He shortened his name when he joined irc://. By the way, his horse is Jimmy the Retarded Saddle Horse. |
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