Guild Writing Competition: Bibble's Story
It was a cold winter day when the 4 rogues and their battle cleric companion set out to conquer the Realm of the Fae! The 5 would need to defeat the Lords of the Fae, Trickster Maelow, Luggodham, Battlemaster Atrophinius, Fae Lord Twyl, in ordrer to get the crown and destroy it to save the realm from the Greenscales minions. With only 2 of the rogues being merry bards, and the cleric being of the battle sort, the odds were not in their favor. How could the Realm of the Fae ever be conquered without a warrior to defend the squishy clan?
Ready to test their mettle the band of brother and sister (don't want litewave to feel discriminated against ; ), they set off for what would truly be a test of their skills. As they entered the garden they were almost hypnotized with the beauty of the land, but get to the other alters!
Off the 5 ran through the maze battling the Fae at every turn, there power was awesome but no match for the seasoned fellowship. That is until they encountered 3 large Fae, one was clearly a healer and the leader with her HUGE glimmering wings was beautiful and intimidating at the same time. The group quickly came up with a plan to get past the fearsome 3, the sent in their pets and distracted the leader, while they gave a beat down to the healer, having to repeatedly all on more pets as the leader made short change of them. Once the healer was defeated they quickly turned their attention what seemed to be the body guard of the leader and quickly sent her to the great Fae yard in the sky. Now they 5 were able to concentrate their attention on the Fae leader. The leader almost proved to be too much the them, knocking them to the ground and many had a soul walk to rejoin the battle. In the end the leader perished and let out a loud shrill as she joined the other two in the dirt.
Congratulations and high fives went around the battle worn group. After a brief rest, they continued on. Killing beast after beast until they finally made it to the base of the snow capped mountain. This was a cold torturous climb for the group. They battled to see as much as they battled the beasts within. Snow blind they slowly climbed the mountain until the finally reach there destination. It was time to burn the crown but Fae Lord Twyl wasn't going to let them do that so easily. A fierce battle broke out, the bards play their songs loud to inspire the other and the pets and arrows of the rangers flew at Twyl, almost seeming not to affect him. He froze them, in place while he beat on the group. But one by one they thawed and continued to beat, claw, and pound Twyl into submission. Finally the Lord fell....and the crown came to rest in the snow. The cleric lifted at quickly ran to the flame, just as he was about to throw it in a blast of light came and the Prince appeared and grabbed the crown, announcing that now with the power of the crown he would soon rule Greenscale! As he vanished through the portal the 5 stood in silence as it sunk in that they were just pawns in a game that they didn't even know they were participating in. Once they got past the feeling of betrayal they soon realized that they had just proven that the squishies could conquer The Realm of the Fae!
