- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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What is this?
In my opinion, the best game Choice of Games has to offer. Life of a Wizard is a 130,000-word long RPG CYOA game where you follow a wizard from his humble origins to his greatest accomplishments and old age. It was written by Mike Walter using Dan Fabulich's ChoiceScript and is hosted on ChoiceOfGames.com. It's available for purchase through the Chrome Webstore, Google Playstore, and iTunes.
Who are Choice of Games?
A game company that exclusively publishes CYOA games. They produce their own games but will host fan made games that use their ChoiceScript. All their games wildly vary in quality and most rely on min-maxing.
So we just min-max like in all Choice of Games games?
Nope! This game is different because the goal is to Max-Max. Variety is important and so is getting max points (100) in every skill.
Will we make every decision?
Pretty much, the only thing I will do is equipping your eventual party because it involves skipping around menus and it can only help.
What can we do in this game?
Tons of stuff! Here's a list of all the achievements.
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Golden Age - Bring the Kingdom of Daria into a new Golden Age
Royal Blood - Become the parent of the new monarch
Archdruid - Become the Archdruid
Fallen Angel - Rise to the heavens and then fall from grace.
Undead Master - Complete the ancient ritual and become a lich.
Family Business - Have your child become the royal wizard.
Archbishop - Become the Archbishop
Ain't Go Nobody - Have no friends and no lovers
Graduate - You graduated from the Academy of Wizards
Slayer - You slew the Great Dragon Parnaxxus
Take Over The World - You took over the world
Perfect Party - You acquired the perfect iron fighter, mean thief, and friendly cleric for your party.
Archmage - You became the Archmage
Any rules?
Vote once, refrain from spoilers, don't be a jerkhole.
What's with those gifs?
I thought they'd be funny.
How come everyone is really old?
IT'S A WIZARD THING
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Let's get started!
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… Wizards. From the kindly old white-bearded casters wearing robes with stars and moons to the battle-hardened war-mage throwing fire balls at dragons. The royal family has always had one on hand: a wise diviner to lead the kingdom into peace or a dangerous conjurer to dominate all of the land under one rule. Or perhaps a divine healer? An alchemist? Or even a necromancer? The combinations are boundless. Let me tell you my story.
I wasn't always a wizened old wizard, you know. Wizards begin their lives the same as everyone else. I was born in a small village in the Kingdom of Daria. King Norbert and Queen Audrey reigned in the capital city of Tornassa, which was many miles away from my small village.
I remember the day I was born.
Okay, this game starts off with a bunch of questions for customizing our character. I say we try to get them out of the way with one fell swoop and just answer them all together. We need to choose our race, sex, name and whether or not our parents loved us. Since all the races are unique, I took some time to summarize their abilities.
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Human: Humans are the most common race by far. They’re also very diverse so there aren’t many universal human traits. Notably, they are genetically compatible with Elves, Orcs, Half-Orcs, and Half-Elves. The Royal Family of Daria are human, too. (Kingdom Faction +20, Diplomacy +25)
Elves: Elves are tall, exotic, and elegant fey. They look very similar to humans except for their pointed ears. They mostly live in Alderheart Forest, where they commune with nature and serve their Elf Queen. Myth of their longevity are just myths, however. (Elf Faction +25, Nature +25, Willpower +5)
Dwarves: Dwarves are stout beard-lovers who are famous for their martial prowess and smithing. They serve their Dwarf King within Grey Mountain, which they can naturally navigate expertly. (Dwarf Faction +25, Smithing +25, Body +5)
Halflings: Halflings are small, human-like creatures. What they lack in physical abilities, they make up for in bravado and sneakiness. (Thievery +25, Body -5, Personality +10)
Gnomes: Gnomes are a very small, whimsical race. They are rather eccentric, which can mask their crafty nature. Gnomes also have a special relationship with illusionary magic that few understand. (Economics +15, Illusion +25)
Half-Orcs: Half-Orcs are gruff and tough human-orc hybrids. They still exhibit the warrior nature and aggressiveness of orcs but toned down by their human heritage, allowing them to live in human society. (Orc Faction +25, Fighting +25, Body +10, Willpower -5, Personality -5)
Half-Elves: Half-Elves are exotic human-elf hybrids. Although not hated or even disliked, they are largely disowned by elf society. They have a tendency to turn to thieving to support themselves. (Nature +15, Thievery +15, Willpower +3, Body +2)
Pure Blood Orcs: Pure blood orcs are a hot tempered, combative race. Almost all orcs live in the wilderness, away from any human society. There they have a tribalistic society with shamans and witch doctors that faithfully serve an Orc Chieftain. (Orc faction +50, Fighting +30. Body, Willpower -10, Personality -10)
Goblins: Goblins are small, hideous creatures that are rarely found in human society. They have green skin, big ears, and sharp yellow teeth. Their appearance often causes people to fear or distrust them. This isn’t completely unwarranted as they are often greedy, suspicious and untrustworthy. (Thievery +15, Economics +15, Willpower -5, Personality -20)
Trolls: Trolls are fearsome creatures. They are green skinning and massive in size with long, long arms. Their blood has healing properties, giving them regenerative abilities. Because of this they are very difficult to defeat in combat. Human society often shuns them and considers them brutish and unintelligent. (Fighting +30, Body+20, Willpower -10, Personality -20, Healing +15)
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Jul 28, 2014 19:51
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- ThatPazuzu
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It's a three way tie with the race. Anyone care to break it?
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Jul 29, 2014 01:24
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- ThatPazuzu
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My parents were good people.
My parents didn't want me.
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They were loving individuals. They were very good to me, their precious little...
...boy.
...girl
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They named me Krogg the Romk
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I grew up in the village of Elmvale where nearly everyone was human, although there were a exceptions. The entire kingdom of Daria was like that, besides the dwarves under the Grey Mountain, the elves in the Alderheart Forest, and the orcs in the wilderness to the west. Our kingdom was very racially tolerant, when I was young.
My parents and I were humans
My parents and I were elves
My parents and I were dwarves
My parents and I were halflings
My parents and I were gnomes
My parents and I were half-orcs
My parents and I were half-elves
My parents and I were pureblood orcs
My parents and I were goblins
My parents and I were trolls
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It was very difficult being a troll and growing up in a human village. My parents were surprisingly passive and reasonable, for our kind. The other races considered us very frightening, but our green skin, long arms, and enormous height seemed normal to me. We were the only trolls I ever saw growing up. There were no other trolls living in any human cities that I knew of.
(Fighting +30, Body +20, Willpower -10, Personality -20, Healing +15)
My parents weren't poor, as we always seemed to have what we needed when I was growing up. They always made sure I had nice clothes and good shoes. During the holidays, they always seemed to find enough coin to buy me a special toy and have a big meal. I still remember my mother's soft voice when she sang me to sleep and my father's calm strength whenever I awoke in the night from a bad dream.
Even as a young child, I was drawn into the unknown. I remember my first magical experience, even though I was only five years old. I didn't know where my parents were, but I wandered off alone…
...into the forest.
...into a graveyard.
...into the temple.
...into the village witch's hut.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 5
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 5%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: None
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 29, 2014 13:17
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- ThatPazuzu
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quote:The hut was empty; I don't know where the witch was that day. I saw dried herbs, magical talismans and trinkets all over the shelves. A large black cauldron sat over a small fire in the middle of the hut.
I threw all sorts of dried herbs and ingredients into her cauldron, making a big mess.
I stole her crystal ball.
I made friends with her pet rat, which started following me around everywhere.
She returned and read my fortune.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 5
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 5%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: None
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 29, 2014 18:53
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- ThatPazuzu
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I was playing with the rat a few days later, and the witch said I could keep it. She warned me that if I kept the rat, it would be mine forever.
Did I find my familiar that day?
Yes, I did.
No, I didn't keep the rat.
Familiars are your animal companions in this game. They aren't super important but they can occasionally be very helpful. You can only have one and once you select it you're bound to that one for life.
Oh, and keeping the stats in my posts isn't really useful yet but later it will be.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 5
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 5%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: None
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 29, 2014 21:11
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- ThatPazuzu
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I say we keep the rat, but only if it's impossible to get a rabbit.
There are no rabbits, sadly.
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Jul 29, 2014 22:23
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:So I named it... George
Well, it was the will of the people.
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At the age of seven, I made a friend. Childhood friends are special since they remain a part of you for the rest of your life, even after you've grown apart. I was surprised that anyone would want to be friends with me, considering that I was a troll. My best friend was…
...a boy.
...a girl.
...imaginary.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 7
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 5%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 29, 2014 22:47
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- ThatPazuzu
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You can not trust the filthy Human children, It's better to stay with imagination.
If we choose a friend, they can be most races.
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Jul 30, 2014 02:52
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- ThatPazuzu
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quote: I was a very lonely child.
(Personality -5)
There was a bully in my village who was a few years older than me. Yes, even I had this kind of trouble when I was a child.
He terrorized my childhood.
She terrorized my childhood.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 7
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 1%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 30, 2014 03:21
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quote: Her name was…
…Sue.
…Brianna.
…Francine.
…Natasha.
…something else.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 7
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 1%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 30, 2014 13:39
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- ThatPazuzu
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quote:Kimberly was...
...a human.
...an elf.
...a dwarf.
...a halfling
...a gnome.
...a half-orc.
...a half-elf.
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Jul 30, 2014 16:45
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:It was embarassing to be bullied by a halfling, but Kimberly was always accompanied by others, so there was little I could do. I remember the first day Kimberly started picking on me.
I kicked her shins and ran away.
I tried to scare them away, which should have been easy since I was a troll.
I tried reasoning with the bully.
I didn't want to be bullied my entire life, so I started exercising.
I tried to join Kimberly; I thought that we'd be able to bully other kids together.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 7
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 1%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 30%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 31, 2014 04:54
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- ThatPazuzu
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quote:
That was the year I met a very special girl.
That was the year I met a very special boy.
It was a very lonely year for me.
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Jul 31, 2014 14:27
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- ThatPazuzu
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Her name was…
…Sheri.
…Melba.
…Gwen.
…Elizabeth.
…something else.
quote:She was...
...a human.
...an elf.
...a dwarf.
...a halfling
...a gnome.
...a half-orc.
...a half-elf.
I figured I'd merge these two into one question.
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Jul 31, 2014 16:38
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- ThatPazuzu
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quote:
I could hardly believe that I had found love. Sheri was very special to want to spend time with a troll. I knew that people sometimes looked at us strangely behind our backs. It wasn't every day that a troll dated a dwarf. I loved her broad shoulders.
(Dwarf Faction +10)
We did everything together, Sheri and I. It started as friendship, but as the years went by, our feelings matured into love. I experienced new emotions that I couldn't describe. I did everything I could just to be in her presence, like helping her parents at their…
…smithy.
…general store.
…farm.
…inn.
…temple.
…lumberyard.
It says "as the years go by" but we're still 7.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 7
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 1%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 37%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 0%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 31, 2014 18:42
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quote:
I even learned a little about metalwork while I was there.
(Smithing +7)
Sheri was my first love. I still remember how soft her lips were when I kissed them for the first time. I'll never forget those wonderful days.
(Personality +3)
Life in Elmvale was pleasant, and it was a beautiful place to grow up. There was a sparkling river that ran through the center of it, and farms all around us. We has all of the amenities of a small town, as well. My nights were filled dreaming about Sheri.
I enjoyed swimming in the town's river on how summer days.
I often took moonlit walks with Sheri.
I did small jobs for the local business owners.
I rarely left me home, preferring to stay at home and read.
I got into a lot of trouble.
I helped out at the local temple.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 9
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 3%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 37%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 7%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Jul 31, 2014 20:10
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- ThatPazuzu
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Let's not forget her magnificent beard, that had the texture of fine silk.
Is this a vote for moonlit walks?
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Jul 31, 2014 23:41
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quote: We would walk through the farmers' fields where the sky was wide open above us. I knew some of the constellations but had just as much fun making up names and stories for those we didn't know. I stole many kisses during those late night walks.
(Personality +3)
I remember one day when we found a little puppy in a back alley. It looked so sad and lonely, which made me think it didn't belong to anyone. It was very dirty and had a broken leg.
I nursed it back to health.
I threw rocks at it until it died.
I caught it and sold it to some orcs.
I ate it.
I ignored it.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 10
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 37%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 7%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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- ThatPazuzu
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quote: The puppy was delicious!
I was twelve years old when tragedy struck. Rumors of trouble had been building for weeks, but as a kid, I never paid it any attention. One day, I saw the streets full of smoke. At first, I thought it was the great dragon Parnaxxus, breathing fire upon my small village. That wasn't the case; soon I learned that raiders were setting fire to houses and stores. Our small village was being attacked by…
…elves.
…dwarves.
…orcs.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 12
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 37%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 7%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: 0
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 11:34
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
I wondered where King Norbert was and why his soldiers weren't there to protect us. I later learned that most of Daria had been attacked that year. The king really had his hands full. I did the only thing I could think of.
I grabbed a sword to protect my friends and family.
I went to the temple and tended to the wounded.
I looted the corpses.
I hid in the basement of my house.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 12
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 0%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 37%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 7%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 0%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 10
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 12:30
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
I saw one of the elf raiders kill a town guard, so I picked up his sword. I wasn't sure if I could actually kill anyone with it, but it felt good in my hands. A raider came around the corner, surprising me. There was a scuffle, and the raider ended up dead. A few villagers saw the end of the fight, and I became a local hero.
(Fighting +10, Kingdom Faction +10, Warcraft +5 and Fame +1)
The elf raiders were ruthless. Many people were killed, and several buildings burned down.
My parents were killed.
My first love, Sheri, was killed.
I was very badly injured.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 12
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 47%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 7%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- my loving parents.
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 16:12
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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This one allows you to jump around menus a little bit so I'm going to just reformat it some for the thread.
quote:I was devastated. They were killed trying to save a group of children who had been out playing in a nearby field. The children made it back safely, but my parents were dead. They had been the center of my life.
The attack changed everything, putting an end to my carefree days as a child. I likely would have had a few more years of fun and innocence, but after the attack I had to get a job and become an adult.
I moved to the temple orphanage. With my parents gone, I had no home to return to. The orphanage was run by local priests. They were kind-hearted people.
I became a devoted priest.
I slipped out at night, working as a thief.
I became a thug, attacking people for money. (Needs 53 Evil)
OR
I got my own place and found a job. Life was hard as a young adult, but I earned a living.
I apprenticed at the local blacksmith.
I joined the town guard.
I became a nature guide.
I became an apprentice to a scribe.
If we want the Archbishop achievement, becoming a priest now is our only option. We're not guaranteed it if we do, however. We've got to stick with being a priest for the rest of the game.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll boy
Age: 12
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 45%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 0
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics: 0%
Fighting: 47%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 7%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 17:59
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:The blacksmith was a good man. He took me under his wing and taught me how to make all sorts of useful things. Had my life gone differently, I probably would have become the blacksmith for my village when he retired.
(Body +5, Smithing +30, Economics +5 and Gold +60)
Sheri was a great comfort to me after I lost my parents.
I used to pick wildflowers for her hair.
I bought many presents for her enjoyment. (Needs 20 Gold)
I was cruel to Sheri, but I wouldn't allow a breakup.
We used to take long walks in the woods.
We used to fight and make up all the time.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll blacksmith
Age: 13
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 6%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics:5%
Fighting: 47%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 37%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 20:50
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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Is the superhero one really that bad? apparently they put it up because it's their most popular series and their biggest seller.
The first one had a lot of potential but dropped the ball more often than not. The second one was a confusing mess. I can't imagine the third one being much better.
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Aug 1, 2014 21:35
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
I was quite the romantic.
(Personality +2)
When I was fourteen, Kimberly the bully and some of her friends cornered me in an alley. I had thought that now that I was a blacksmith, these types of things wouldn't happen. Sue didn't see it that way.
I stood up for myself and fought them off. (Needs 30 Fighting and 30 Body)
I talked them out of it. (Needs 35 Personality)
I got beaten up badly that day, but I vowed to get my revenge in the future.
We've missed our chance at the Perfect Party achievement. Not making Kimberly our friend and eventually the mean thief in our adventuring party. Oh well, we can still get the friendly cleric and iron fighter.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll blacksmith
Age: 14
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 8%
Willpower: 15%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 0%
Economics:5%
Fighting: 47%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 37%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 22:16
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
I wasn't the same child that had been beaten up in the past. I had grown, I had put on muscle, and I could take care of myself. I walked away from that fight with my head held high. It was a great boost to my self-esteem.
(Personality +2, Willpower +3, Fighting +15 and Diplomacy +10)
You're probably wondering when my magical training began. I became a mighty wizard, after all, yet so far my story has been about my childhood. I was fifteen years old when I left my job as a blacksmith.
I stole a magic ring from a sorcerer who visited my village. (Needs 10 Thievery)
I was going through my parents' belongings.
I had seen enough magic in my life to know that I wanted to be a wizard.
Finally wizardy poo poo will be happening.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll blacksmith
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 10%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
Nothing
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 10%
Economics:5%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 37%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 1, 2014 22:55
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote: They had been dead for three years when I found the old chest. There was a mysterious amulet in it. Next to the amulet, there was a letter from my parents. It said that my parents had been wizards and the amulet had belonged to my grandfather. They were going to give it to me when I got older. They wanted me to go to the Wizard Academy and learn magic. I took the amulet and decided to follow my parents' request.
(Gained Mysterious Amulet)
I was nervous about going to the Academy; I didn't think that a troll would be allowed entry. But I decided that I would try anyway and see what happened.
Sheri was sad to hear that I was leaving.
I promised to remain true.
I suggested that we break up.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll blacksmith
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 10%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
Mysterious Amulet
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 10%
Economics:5%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 37%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 2, 2014 00:08
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
Sheri promised to wait for me.
We made love before I left.
We had a final kiss before I left.
Please ignore the mechanics of Dwarf on Troll love.
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Aug 2, 2014 02:40
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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(It wasn't tied when I started this)
quote:It was a night I'll never forget. It was magical in a way that I was sure I'd never see at the Academy.
(Personality +3)
I knew I needed a horse to get to the Academy. It was in the royal city of Tornassa, many miles away.
I purchased a horse for 75 gold. (Needs 75 Gold)
I stole a horse. (Needs 25 Thievery)
I chose to borrow the money.
quote:I knew of a few lenders who would take my business. They charged me 90 gold for a 75-goldpiece horse. It was robbery, of the legal kind.
(Gold -90)
I mounted up and left my village. I didn't know it at the time, but my magic would end up greatly extending my horse's lifespan. I promised myself that I would not eat my new horse. I decided to name it…
…Blaze.
…Dash.
…Spirit.
…Prancer.
…something else.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll blacksmith
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
Mysterious Amulet
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 10%
Economics:5%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 37%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
ThatPazuzu fucked around with this message at 12:48 on Aug 2, 2014
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Aug 2, 2014 12:46
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote: Needless to say, George, my rat, came with me.
I had a nice little party before I left. We had it in the newly rebuilt tavern since the old one had been burned down during the elf raid. I think Sheri put it together. I like to think that my parents would have been proud of me. I gave up the life of a blacksmith and left for the Academy the next day.
NEXT CHAPTER
quote: The trip to Tornassa went well. I spent the first day as a tourist, just seeing the sights. King Norbert and Queen Audrey's castle was impressive; I stared up at the towers, hoping to catch a glimpse of Prince Gareth, who was now 25, or Princess Emily, who was two years younger. I didn't see any royalty that day. I thought I was going to have trouble with the city guard at first, but besides them keeping a close eye on me, there was no difficulty.
The next morning, I went to the Academy. This was where all of the great mages had learned their skills, including the royal advisor, Fraledan. The Academy was financed by the Mage Guild, which was nice since it meant I didn't have to pay anything.
I stood at the entrance to the Academy, uncertain as to how to proceed.
"Why have you come?"
The voice came from a little old man sitting on a rock next to the doors leading into the Academy. He was very small, and his bald head made him seem vulnerable.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am Master Durgan, the doorkeeper to the Academy. Why have you come?"
I told him that I wanted to learn magic.
I told him that I wanted to learn Necromancy.
I told him that I wanted to learn everything.
I told him it was none of his business and to let me in.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll student
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 0%
Agriculture: 0%
Diplomacy: 10%
Economics:5%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 0%
History: 0%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 0%
Smithing: 37%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 5%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
My horse named Horse
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
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Aug 2, 2014 15:13
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
He nodded wisely. "A well-rounded education is important for a wizard. Magical knowledge is important, but the other disciplines will be invaluable.
He smiled warmly at me and led me to the testing chambers. (Arcana +5, Agriculture +5, Diplomacy +5, Economics +5, Geography +5, History +5, Religion +5, Warcraft +5)
Master Durgan placed his hands on my head and concentrated. After a few moments, he nodded his bald head in approval. "Yes, the spark is within you. Welcome to the Academy."
"Doesn't it bother you that I'm a troll?" I asked Master Durgan.
"You seem different to me," he said honestly. "More importantly, you have the spark. It would be very nice to have a troll graduate from the Academy for the first time."
I was given a room in the Academy, which included a bed, a desk, and a chair. It was very sparse, but it was my own. I was also given a schedule of classes. My training as a wizard had begun.
I learned
Although I learned many things at the Academy, my favourite class was…
…Alchemy.
…Conjuration.
…Divination.
…Enchantment.
…Illusion.
…Summoning.
…Transmutation.
I learned that necromancy wasn't studied, as it was considered an evil magic. Healing also wasn't taught as a specific class, having been considered mostly the domain of priests
Healing was my true gift, even though it wasn't officially taught at the Academy.
Necromancy was where true power lay.
Let me show you want the game says about each branch of magic.
quote:
Alchemy-the creating of magical potions. Alchemists are the most versatile of wizards because their potions have the potential to duplicate the effects of most of the other disciplines. Also, their potions can be used by anyone, allowing the magic to be stockpiles and stored for future use.
Conjuration-The conjuring of fireballs, ice bolts, shields, and other things. Conjurers are the most adept at combat situations and most likely to become famous battle-mages.
Divination-Looking into the future. Diviners are highly sought-after individuals. They are able to sway entire battle with their suprnatural knowledge.
Enchantment- The clouding of men's minds. Enchanters are able to charm foes into friends, cause widespread fear with a single word, and force people to do as they wish.
Illusion- The creation of things that don't really exist. Illusionists can make people see and hear anything they want to.
Summoning- Summoning animals, demons, elementals and other things. Summoners are never alone, as they can summon servants to work for them or powerful fiends to fight for them.
Transmutation-Changing one thing into another. A transmuter can turn an ordinary sword into a magic one, or a person's flesh into stone.
Healing - the mending of the physical body. A healer can cure injuries, poisoning, and disease.
Necromancy- To raise people from the dead, in order to serve me. Necromancers can reanimate a body in order to create skeletons, zombies, ghouls, mummies, liches, and other powerful undead creatures.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll student
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: 60
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 0%
Conjuration: 0%
Divination: 0%
Enchantment: 0%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 0%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 0%
Transmutation: 0%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 5%
Agriculture: 5%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics:10%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 5%
History: 5%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 5%
Smithing: 42%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 10%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
My horse named Horse
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
ThatPazuzu fucked around with this message at 19:32 on Aug 5, 2014
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Aug 2, 2014 22:29
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote:
I would learn the forbidden art, even if I had to study it on my own. I longed to become a great necromancer, calling forth the dead to do my bidding.
My classes went well as I began to learn the arcane arts. I was amazed at how tolerant everyone was to me, considering my unique features as a troll. It was a lot of work, reading ancient tomes and trying to force mystical energies to do as I wished. I learned a little bit of everything that was taught during my time at the Academy.
(Arcana +10, Alchemy +10, Conjuration +10, Divination +10, Enchantment +10, Illusion +10, Summoning +10, Transmutation +10)
I made a friend. He was also a student.
I made a friend. She was also a student.
I concentrated solely on my studies, leaving no time for socializing.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll student
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: -30
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 10%
Conjuration: 10%
Divination: 10%
Enchantment: 10%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 10%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 10%
Transmutation: 10%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 5%
Agriculture: 5%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics:10%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 5%
History: 5%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 5%
Smithing: 42%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 10%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
My horse named Horse
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
ThatPazuzu fucked around with this message at 19:31 on Aug 5, 2014
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Aug 3, 2014 02:03
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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I'm so depressed, I can't even blink.
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It's tied so I flipped a coin. We're getting a friend! What's his name and race?
He can be a human, half-orc, half-elf, elf, halfling, dwarf, or gnome.
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Aug 3, 2014 12:28
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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I'm so depressed, I can't even blink.
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quote: Racial diversity was even more prominent in the capital city of Tornassa, especially at the Academy. Even so, it still seemed unbelievable to me that a troll could become friends with a human. It was wonderful.
We met in Transmutation class. We got to talking, and it turned out that his big passion was…
…gardening.
…board games.
…sword fighting.
…history.
…making toy soldiers.
I know you'll be tempted to go with sword fighting but diverse skills are important in this game. That said, vote however you want.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll student
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: -30
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 10%
Conjuration: 10%
Divination: 10%
Enchantment: 10%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 10%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 10%
Transmutation: 10%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 5%
Agriculture: 5%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics:10%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 5%
History: 5%
Nature: 0%
Religion: 5%
Smithing: 42%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 10%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
My horse named Horse
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
- a human named Igor, a friend I met at the academy
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
ThatPazuzu fucked around with this message at 19:31 on Aug 5, 2014
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Aug 3, 2014 14:28
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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I'm so depressed, I can't even blink.
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quote: It seemed strange to me, to know someone that young who was fond of gardening, but his pleasure seemed genuine.
(Agriculture +5, Nature +5)
It was late one night in my first year when I was scared out of my wits. I had been sound asleep in my bed when I heard someone say, "Your life shall begin anew."
I sat upright and was terrified to see a group of people standing around the bed in my tiny room. They were wearing black robes, masks, and silver necklaces shaped like skulls. One of them held a black robe and mask out to me. I knew right away that I was being invited to join the secret society of necromancers that operated out of the Academy.
I put on the robe and mask; this was the moment I had been waiting for.
I told them to leave.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll student
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: -30
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 10%
Conjuration: 10%
Divination: 10%
Enchantment: 10%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 10%
Necromancy: 0%
Summoning: 10%
Transmutation: 10%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 5%
Agriculture: 10%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics:10%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 5%
History: 5%
Nature: 5%
Religion: 5%
Smithing: 42%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 10%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
My horse named Horse
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
- a human named Igor, a friend I met at the academy
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
ThatPazuzu fucked around with this message at 19:31 on Aug 5, 2014
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Apr 27, 2024 09:29
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- ThatPazuzu
- Sep 8, 2011
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quote: I followed them down the hall and across the Academy campus to a building that was rarely used. There were nearly fifty masked people assembled, although the three that had brought me into the society were the only ones wearing the silver skull pendants. I later learned that these were the leaders of the necromancers. They had set up an altar with candles burning all around it. The body of a dead deer was placed upon it for all to see. I watched in amazement as they raised the animal from the dead! It looked hideously deformed, but it was still able to walk around among us afterward. Our identities were kept secret from each other throughout the night.
We gathered once a week from that night forward. During my time at the Academy, I never learned the identities of any of my fellow secret society members, and only the silver skull-wearing necromancers knew mine.
(Necromancy +15)
My Summoning class was always interesting. We learned to create protective circles and to bring forth all kinds of animals, demons, and elementals from various planes. It was important to maintain control of the creatures that were summoned. I had a really difficult Summoning assignment during my first year.
I cheated by going into the woods and catching a rabbit. (Needs 10 Nature)
I cheated by using George, my rat.
I studied really hard, at the expense of my other classes.
I didn't even bother to try.
Focusing on a single class will raise our stats in that branch of magic and let us pass, but will lower our stats in the other branches.
Not trying means you won't graduate and get you wizard robe.
STATS posted:
Krogg the Romk, a troll student
Age: 15
50% Good/50% Evil
Body: 50%
Personality: 13%
Willpower: 18%
Fame: 1%
Gold: -30
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 10%
Conjuration: 10%
Divination: 10%
Enchantment: 10%
Healing: 15%
Illusion: 10%
Necromancy: 15%
Summoning: 10%
Transmutation: 10%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 5%
Agriculture: 10%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics:10%
Fighting: 62%
Geography: 5%
History: 5%
Nature: 5%
Religion: 5%
Smithing: 42%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 10%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: George the rat
My horse named Horse
- a dwarf named Sheri, my girlfriend
- a human named Igor, a friend I met at the academy
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 10
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 0
Fighter Guild: 0
We're now equally good at rejuvenating injured and dead people.
ThatPazuzu fucked around with this message at 19:29 on Aug 5, 2014
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Jul 28, 2014 19:50
This is starting pretty slow but soon we'll be riding flying carpets and summoming dolphins.
