My Last Treasure chapter 1 part 2 - The knight

My Last Treasure chapter 1 part 2 - The knight

*Crash*

Ugh! What in the world… Where am I? Ooooooowwwww……. My head hurts like crap…

Pain racked his entire body. At the moment, he felt oblivious of the fact that he is in a sack. As a knight, he had always put his life on the line to defend the weak. Most of the time he comes out of these fights bloody and unconscious, but always victorious. Tons of times he tries to change this… someone else always tries to take the credit for what he has done.

He tried to make sense of his surroundings and looked around. He found that some of the bandits have been beaten and a lone figure stands above all of them.

Ah, here we go again…. I guess, why would today be any different than before? So much for change. Why does this always happen to me… ooowww… my body hurts like crap… where did I put that medicine.

He felt like an utter failure. His mind, dejected. He covers everything up with random words but his heart, heavy as he watches the lone figure walking slowly to a cra leaning on a tree. The fog and the darkness hide his features fully but the cra is scared stiff. This must be a really strong iop.

That man will take credit. I have defended that town with my all and yet, I will never get any recognition. I will always be a low ranked knight of Astrub.

As he wallowed in despair, the clouds parted a bit that enabled him a glimpse of the savior. Fur. White wet fur covered in patches of blood. The cra spoke softly to the figure, probably asking for mercy or forgiveness. The figure spoke back yet from where he lays he can only hear low growls. The cra spoke again in retort, clearly they can understand. The furred figure raised his great clawed arm and swung it down hard. The cra spoke no more.

There was silence apart of course from the pitter patter of the rain. The figure stood staring far away to the east. After some time, he looked back to something tiny a few paces away from the knight. A small sobbing sound can be heard in the air.

A CHILD! And the monster moves closer to her!

He summoned all his strength and ripped through the eco fiber bag. He forced himself on his two legs and grabbed something from his small haven bag on his waist. From the mouth of the bag he pulled on a solid shaft. As he dashes to the child he withdrew his arm until the full length of the lance shows a full seven foot. He stood in front of the monster ready to act. He wields the lance on one hand as if it weighs nothing.  He slowly paces and puts himself in between the monster and the child.

“Halt friend, may we speak a while?”

The monster halted and slowly crouched, ready to spring.

What am I doing talking to a walking bag of fur? Friend? We haven’t even shared ale yet, ah… I am talking to myself again… am I that scared? Wait…

He then saw the tusks… this is not a boowolf, this is a man. An enutrof. Someone that can be reasoned with.

“Friend, were you the one that cut us lose? I see three of the children from the town I defended.”

He gestured towards the child and the fallen dragoturkey carrying two other ecofiber sacks. Curiously enough, the monster followed his hands looking to the children.

He has the capacity to think. He haven’t lost his mind to the primal nature of drhellzerkers. I can bring him back… but how? Oh shoot!

The drhellzerker shot up from the crouching position and led with a hard swipe. The knight manages to bring his lance up to block the blow.  It threw him a dozen paces though, too far away to defend the child. The monster roared and raised an arm against the girl.

“NO!”

The Astrub knight called upon the positive energies swarming around him, he threw the lance between the primal hunter and his prey and yanked on a chain of wakfu forming between his hand and the lance. He was pulled towards the lance and as he landed took to his knees and put the lance between the drhellzerker’s blow and his own body. He deflected the blow but placed himself out of balance to defend the oncoming follow up.  He was hoping for a swipe, maybe he can get in position to defend again after… It was an incoming stab.

“KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

The child screamed as she saw death coming swiftly for the knight and herself. She closed her eyes and shuddered as she saw her parents’ demise in her mind, replaying over and over. She hardened and looked up to see a confused and surprised face on the monster.

The monster then put his hands on his face and changed back to his enutrof form.

“How could I have raised my hand against a child… I cannot keep this form… I will not lose myself again…”

The old man saw the child and showed a very pitiful expression.

“You are safe. The threat is done. You will be home soon.”

Despite being scared witless, the voice gave her refuge and she drifted back to unconsciousness…

A Gamer's Soul: Wakfu Chapter 1 post 4

In post 4, my latest entry to the wonderful world of wakfu, I tried something different. made it into a journal entry. lets see how it goes..

Post 4

journal entry # MXVIII by Ephimethius...

"The initial climb to zinit proved arduous. The regular crabs keeps nipping on my toes and my dhreller decided fighting them is a waste of time and slept in my haven bag... such a timid creature... I'll be sure to give him a really long bath once we get back to Astrub. I can imagine that toothy frown now... hahaha

The eery starfish with its single ocular feature is very nerve breaking. The weak-snivelly starfish alerts its crustacean friends and keeps me busy trying to fend them off and keep myself progressing forward... sometimes.. i feel im too old for this....

All that was simply icing to the cake... the cake itself, a very gelatinous mixture of seaweed and olives, the gredovores. They move in groups and hits very hard. i can see each of them having some specialized role to play in a group... the ones with the olive-like eyes rolls around and physically rams his entire wobbly body onto me. surprisingly enough though, their body is pretty solid since it feels like hitting dragoturkey in full strut.

They also have some sort of wakfu user... a gredovore with a staff healing and casting water based energy onto me from afar. These semi-amorphous creature's mastery of water wakfu astounds me... being a water-wakfu user myself, seeing them cast wakfu to both support his allies and attack me is amazing...

I didnt really had the time watch and adore them... since their entire group can pound me to death easily, I had to keep on my toes and stay alert. after running through the entire length of the beach.. I met a most peculiar old man named Moze...

The first thing the man asks is food... ok, thats normal... raw crabs? easy, i have 6 in my bag... after extorting the smelly crabs from me, he was able to conjure some brain cells to tell me he needs his old amulet to open the path forwards... guess who took it? crabs... capn crablocks to be exact. a harder hitting crab with a disgusting looking tongue from its claw.... weird...

Looking through the damp and clammy beach, i find one of the larger-than-most crab... wearing a quarter of an amulet. it was so interesting how he eats with one claw and holds an amulet with the other.. like in that last movie i watched about a man greedily watching a single gold ring on his hands.. eery.. *ahem*

Anyways, he put up a mighty fight but in the end gave back the quarter of the amulet after being hit by bags of kama (i of course took back all my kama). The other three went easily after knowing what i am looking for.. the day passed with me chasing crabs with a shovel... for crustaceans... they're pretty fast >.<

After i put the amulet together the weird old man Moze gave the cliff next to him a kick and the cliff gave way blocking a section of the waterfall revealing the cave inside... ummmm.... so much for magic....

At this time of writing, i am inside my havenbag while inside the cave.. awaiting ullu to catch up.... and a very lazy dhreller to get up..."

A Gamer's Soul: Wakfu Chapter 1 post 2 & 3

Post 2 and 3 are really short. They were meant to be posts in a forum. I liked them enough to put them here...

Post 2

Ephimethius stepped out of his havenbag and his senses were overwhelmed by the sweet smell of amaknan bread and the bright yellow fields of his homeland.

He smiles as he looks beyond the fields, remembering the places he had been and those he have never even seen... adventure is what he senses. His nerves tenses and a familiar shiver went up his spine.

He caught himself muttering "a new day... a new day..." as if a mantra to aphyxiate his boiling enthusiasm. To keep himself in control. He spent most of his life chasing after adventure. He just had a feeling he will be in a one pretty soon. It starts today.

Adventure did start its call pretty early today. His attention shifted from the fields of amakna to a distant rumbling on top of a mountain...

"Zinit! Dang it Ogrest! stop your whinin'! It has been a long time since your love has gone d-...." his restless attention once again shifted. this time to a piece of a poster stuck on his leg. before getting blown away, he swiped one side of the poster and held it against the wind. the wind caught it and blows it sideways, enough for him to read the contents..

"Ah! our next destination my friend! LOOK!" He held it in front of his dhreller... somewhat prentending that his dhreller can read...

Seeing the perplexed face of his dhreller he smiled and started to explain...

"This my friend says we can climb Zinit! Adventure to be had are endless! A chance for my old bones to give that monkey up-top a good one-two!"

A grin spread across his face. "Plus we get to keep all the spoils! hehe!"

He lifted his bag and slung it across his body. He hefted his shovel to his shoulders as if carrying a huge sword and started walking. His dhreller right beside him.

"We cant do anything in Amakna anyways...or any country for that matter!"

His dhreller gave a grunt showing his disgust.

"What the heck is a subscription anyways, eh?"

They walk towards the crustry road to take a portal.. a zaap to the 'free' lands of Astrub and beyond to Mt Zinit.

(o.o.c.) part two! i think despite the lack of readers, i would continue on my little story. this documents my return and my first few unsubbed weeks. see you on part 3! Zinit solo climb!

Post 3

Ephi walks about the ruined town of Astrub. The roads are filled with either cracked bricks, dirt or grass. The houses are in poor condition and only a handful of residents stayed in this tattered place.

A talking blue cat with a beard directed him to a boat that can take him to the shores at the foot of Zinit. All he asks is 10 Piwi beaks...

Ephi gave a side glance to his fanged companion and grinned..."Well, im glad they arent taking kamas. hee hee!!" His dhreller showed his teeth that looks like a mock grin.

"Remind me to brush your teeth before bed, eh?" His dhreller shut his mouth and gave him a glare. "Well, you need it! Do you wanna look like me?" The dhreller gave a shocked look and started walking faster as they board the vessel.

The boat trip to Zinit was not hard. With the occasional starfish and gathered dark clouds, they got to Zinit without much incident.

As the vessel makes it way to the docks, the tall ominous mountain looms before Ephi as if warning him of the dangerous trek he was about to take. "Takes your breath away, eh Abu?" His dhreller gave a scared grunt. "Makes me wonder if im being foolish.." Abu gave a grunt.

The captain gave a wave to Ephi signalling their arrival to the docks and that they are ready to disembark. Ephi noted the dark old planks used on the dock. The wood shows wear and age. He gave a hearty handshake to the captain and on closer inspection, saw how ragged and scarred the captain was. His respect grew in an instant.

"Lets get started shall we?" Ephi and his dhreller started their adventure on a sprint. towards the foot of Zinit!




(o.o.c.) a very uneventful update... i was gonna make it more interesting but it wont be true to my adventures... I know the climb to zinit itself wasnt as boring. watch out for it! XD

A Gamer's Soul: Wakfu chapter 1 post 1

I started playing Wakfu when it was first released way before when (I mean I dont remember). I left due to boredom then went back when I saw the world flourish. I played Ragnarok Online inbetween the two Wakfu sessions...

I thought to myself, maybe it will be much more fun if I can write about myself jumping from one character to another. So I created a story about my "soul". 

By soul, I mean, myself. jumping from one game world to another. I think of myself as a soul jumping from one character to the next... I will tell a story about my jump from Ragnarok Online 2 to Wakfu. its as follows:



"Rassler! Try to keep him busy! our spells are almost done!" Yuniechan's voice was clear and concise as she, and her brother Rhaz, concentrated on their own spells.

A haggared Rassler grunted and obeyed, his greatsword, completely different from the shovel he used to carry around in a past life he still so dearly remember, separated the massive goat-like monster from his family...

"My strength is almost spent, my sweet lady! hurry up with the incantation lest he will break free from me!"

Facing rapaceus leader-monsters like baphomet along with the life-long adventure he and his wife Yunie endured have taxed the old warrior... Each block, each bash of his sword is bone-felt.

Yuniechan motioned to Rassler that her own spell has been woven.

"NOW!"

Rassler dug his toes to the black-crusted ground and sprung backwards just as baphomet swings its massive scythe upwards.

Rassler looks to his wizard and has momentarily forgotten his enemy, enraptured by the fire dancing in the mage's eyes as she chanted the spell. That always takes my breath away... He thought.

"FIRE EXPLOSION!"

A fiery pyrotechnic display buffeted the field and masked the grim figure of the foe along with the old veteran...

The initial wave of scalding hot air blasted the tiny area between the warrior and their quarry followed by flame and smoke... The beast was flung off its feet as it lets out a scream of anguish.

"AAAAUUUUUUUNNNNNGGGGG!!!!!"

Red shining eyes flickered through the dust, knowing the monster still lives, the wounded warrior crawls away from the monstrous figure... trying to get back to his wife...

"RASSLER!" Yunie shouts with worry as baphomet, though clearly dying, raised his scythe once more. Intending to have the warrior join him in death.

"Dang it!"

Rassler scrambles about looking for his greatsword. The dust clouding his vision as he scampers about on all fours.

Oh God, its over... Rassler's mutters in a panic... Death would surely be swift... But I cant die yet... And he knows he had no control over it.

A split-second away from being slashed and pierced through by a scythe, He hears a deafening shout from his brother in law.

"MAGNUS EXORCIMUS!"

Blinding light cleared the field of dust and finished baphomet sending the massive monster crashing to the floor. eerie red light finally has left its eyes.

Yunie caught the warrior in a cradle, The man clearly hairbreadth away from death whispers...

"I - I'm being called back to my past life, my love. Bapho... is he?... is he?"

Ignoring the hints of lunacy in his words, She held his hands to her cheeks... "Yes love, we took him down. another one for our trophies, we also saved a lot of lives you know. Now, lets get you patched up, and i will have a cup of hot choco delivered to your favourite chair...."

He is gone...

A few moments after, Rassler felt the warmth of his wife slowly fade from his touch. His breathing stabilizes and felt as if he is floating.

The pain is gone.

He knows his eyes are open yet all he see is darkness. He knows he is trying to shout but no voice comes out of his lips. He helplessly allowed himself to be carried along the stream of darkness...



Birds chirping brought him back from his stupor. Ephimethius slowly opened his eyes and found himself in his bed. In his old haven bag bed... Yesterday, he remembered hunting puddlies along with a guildmate... he stood up scratching his head. Why does he remember wearing heavy armor and swinging a heavy sword when all his life he has been holding a shovel? Why does he remember a beautiful wife and family when he has been all alone in the world of twelve?

A tear ran down his cheek as the beauteous woman fades from his memory slowly...

He took a deep breath, grabbed his shovel and called out for his dhreller. Its another day. A smile slowly crept up his face as he scratched his dhreller's fur...

"I will see her here soon. we will be together again and our adventures will begin anew."

He started whistling as he stepped out of his haven bag. He hefted his shovel to his shoulders just as how he carries a greatsword in a life he gingerly remembers...

(o.o.c.) Hi people! I am an old Amaknan player who have been playing a different game for a while... I wanted to come back so many times but my fiancee has been playing another game. I will see you all around^^ im level 28 enutrof