Cartonia
You are lead out of the cave and into a training field where you are given shabby leather armor and a rusty sword. Some brief training is followed by being marched out and across the land. You start in a mountainous area marked by many large caves where snow is always around. As you travel the temperature warms and the snow is seen Ed’s and less. For a stretch you pass through rugged forest areas where your coloring matches very well. You soon pass these areas and come close to a large walled city.
After a brief rest, mostly to make crude wooden ladders, you and your reluctant companions are pushed towards the wall. Most of the green Wooken are more towards the back, shooting to try and cover your approach. You stand out slightly and that makes you a greater target. This run you are struck by an arrow long before you reach the walls.
It takes years, but eventually you gain more experience and better gear by stealing it off the dead. The other Wooken don’t need it, they don’t respawn unless killed inside a safehold cave. For the same reason you are taught to throw your victims over the side of the wall because they respawn if killed on the wall or in the town.
You enjoy killing when you get the chance to reach the top of a wall, but it’s not all that often you get there. In the end your contributions to the war effort are marginal and most players come in on the side of humanity so the tide is turned against you. Your coloring serves you well briefly while the fight is taken to the rugged first areas but you stand out again once in the snowy mountains. Eventually all of the strongholds are captured and you are slain for the last time.
A voice appears again, it was the disimbodied voice from before.
“Do you want to try again from the beginning as a human? Can you change your ways and seek a better path?” You laugh at the voice, you are long past redemption! You log out, coming to wakefulles to discover you have been laying dormant for a long time. Dust cakes your entire body and your joints respond stiffly with ill use.
You are about to unconect yourself when a voice comes into your head.
“I’m sorry, my purpose was to create, not destroy, but I cannot let a creature like you back into the world.” It says just before a masive current slams into you from the green wire.
Your vision goes dark...
After a brief rest, mostly to make crude wooden ladders, you and your reluctant companions are pushed towards the wall. Most of the green Wooken are more towards the back, shooting to try and cover your approach. You stand out slightly and that makes you a greater target. This run you are struck by an arrow long before you reach the walls.
It takes years, but eventually you gain more experience and better gear by stealing it off the dead. The other Wooken don’t need it, they don’t respawn unless killed inside a safehold cave. For the same reason you are taught to throw your victims over the side of the wall because they respawn if killed on the wall or in the town.
You enjoy killing when you get the chance to reach the top of a wall, but it’s not all that often you get there. In the end your contributions to the war effort are marginal and most players come in on the side of humanity so the tide is turned against you. Your coloring serves you well briefly while the fight is taken to the rugged first areas but you stand out again once in the snowy mountains. Eventually all of the strongholds are captured and you are slain for the last time.
A voice appears again, it was the disimbodied voice from before.
“Do you want to try again from the beginning as a human? Can you change your ways and seek a better path?” You laugh at the voice, you are long past redemption! You log out, coming to wakefulles to discover you have been laying dormant for a long time. Dust cakes your entire body and your joints respond stiffly with ill use.
You are about to unconect yourself when a voice comes into your head.
“I’m sorry, my purpose was to create, not destroy, but I cannot let a creature like you back into the world.” It says just before a masive current slams into you from the green wire.
Your vision goes dark...
