The Day of Honesty, 27th day of the month of Dark Magick, year 532
The New Adventurers Guild, or "newbie clan" as everyone calls it is proving to
be a lot of fun. I'm thoroughly enjoying the companionship of other adventurers
who are finding their way around Medievia, and we help each other out a lot
with new discoveries, pooling knowledge and resources. The assistance of the
Avatars on the clan channel is often invaluable. A group of fellow clannies
announce that they are venturing outside the city, and would appreciate a
warrior to protect them. I quickly volunteer, eager to see some of the
surrounding countryside. They're going to the Labyrinth, a stone maze wherein
can be found the Goblin Castle. I breathe a sigh of relief when they tell me
we're going to stay within the maze and steer clear of the castle. I don't
think I am ready to face the fearsome goblin warriors yet.
You tell the formation, 'How do we get there?
The leader tells the formation, 'There's a magic cloud in the Great Tree!'
The Great Tree can be easily seen from Medievia City, and I have been longing
to climb its branches since the first time I saw it. As we climb up the
branches, our own shadows leap out and attack us! We dispatch them, and hurry
on. We edge out on a limb, then upwards into the clouds. There are signs on the
magic cloud, giving various places that can be entered via the clouds
themselves. Every so often, the clouds shift and realign. I follow our party
out on to the cloud marked "The Entrance to the Labyrinth".
We find ourselves inside stone walls, and venture in with weapons at the
ready. There are many different types of foe in here, from bird-like creatures
to bandits and thieves. Even the mist in this place is deadly, and we lose one
of our party early on to a fire ant. Luckily for us, a powerful cleric is
nearby, and she resurrects our lost companion, casting spells of healing and
protection on our party before continuing on her way. But the creatures we
have encountered thus far pale in comparison to....
A man-like creature with the head of a bull is roaming the Labyrinth.
It attacks us on sight, and we battle for our lives in earnest. Two of our
party fight for only moments before fleeing in panic, leaving only me up the
front to take the vicious creature's blows. I start quaffing green potions of
healing as fast as I can.
Your pierce maims the Minotaur.
Your pierce maims the Minotaur.
The Minotaur grimaces with pain.
The Minotaur's slash misses you.
The mage and cleric behind me counterattack with a masive volley of deadly
spells, and soon
The Minotaur pales visibly as death nears.
Two devastating thrusts of my sword and
You shiver in disgust as the Minotaur lets out a final, agonizing moan before
Our party cheers wildly, as we have now all attained a new level of experience
since leaving the city. Contented, we turn and head for home.... just as soon
as we can find our way out of this maze! The formleader reminds me that we can
recall to Medievia at any time, no matter your level. I
breathe a sigh of relief, and return to my guild. I wish to put my new
experience to good use.
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