Cartonia
You open your eyes to see yourself surrounded by a circle of angry looking brown furred Wooken.
“You dare mock our traditions outsider? Showing up here wearing the fur of a wizard and the stays of a warrior?!” The wizards descend in mass upon you. They work a complex magic which leaves you bare of fur.
“Bring him out to the ruffians! He will receive no training and armor! Send him tot he front of every assault!” The wizards declare.
You are dragged out into a winter waistland high in the mountains. It is freezing without your fur and you are force marched across the country, humiliated, and beaten as you go. What follows is respawn after respawn I’m the front ranks of every attack. You contribute nothing to the war effort and even start working actively against your own kind as the battle is taken to the forest and later to the mountains. It’s almost a relief when you are killed for the final time and hear a voice ask you.
“Do you want to start over again from the beginning as a human? Do you want to try to start again and change your life?”
“You dare mock our traditions outsider? Showing up here wearing the fur of a wizard and the stays of a warrior?!” The wizards descend in mass upon you. They work a complex magic which leaves you bare of fur.
“Bring him out to the ruffians! He will receive no training and armor! Send him tot he front of every assault!” The wizards declare.
You are dragged out into a winter waistland high in the mountains. It is freezing without your fur and you are force marched across the country, humiliated, and beaten as you go. What follows is respawn after respawn I’m the front ranks of every attack. You contribute nothing to the war effort and even start working actively against your own kind as the battle is taken to the forest and later to the mountains. It’s almost a relief when you are killed for the final time and hear a voice ask you.
“Do you want to start over again from the beginning as a human? Do you want to try to start again and change your life?”