Post by Peregrine on Jul 1, 2004 3:40:30 GMT
Just a peculiar idea that came to me early this morning. (There's already more to it than this, but I think this stands fairly well on its own.)
The Story So Far...
It is the year MS5084. Nine years have passed since the demise of your masters, the Darklords of Helgedad, at the hands of Lone Wolf, Kai Lord of Sommerlund. In those nine years, the minions of the Dark God Naar have hoarded their strength, biding their time and making plans for revenge.
You are not part of those plans.
In the Darkland city of Kaag, a civil war rages about you, a war to which you are all but oblivious. Nominally assigned to a watch unit in the service of the long-dead Darklord Zagarna, you stay alive by never showing up for patrols--or for meals, either, since your Giak brethren would eat you as soon as look at you. Neither act particularly appeals to them, and you like it that way. You are the most contemptible runt of your spawning batch, a despicable sneak so useless that you aren't even an asset to the enemy. If you were the last agent of darkness on Magnamund, the dark powers could be expected to surrender before ever giving you a task.
But Evil works in devious ways. Naar is dismayed by the ability of Lone Wolf to penetrate every defence, alone, and defeat his most powerful minions, even on the very Plane of Darkness--and now, the Supreme Master of the Kai has trained a New Order of Kai warriors, sharing his ability to triumph against overwhelming odds. So the Dark God has devised a new scheme. He has set aside his vast armies and fell commanders. He has dismissed his Demonlords and Deathlords from his counsels. He has thrown out his mighty weapons and foul contraptions. He has quite taken leave of his wits, and he has sent for you.
Late one night, he comes to you in a vision and reveals his plan. In imitation of the feats of the Kai, he will send a single agent into the very heart of the enemy stronghold, the Kai Monastery in Sommerlund. At the worst possible time, with a staggering lack of preparation and forethought, and with no advantageous equipment--in short, against utterly impossible odds--Naar's lowliest minion will enact his revenge. That minion is you--you are now the Lone Giak!
The Story So Far...
It is the year MS5084. Nine years have passed since the demise of your masters, the Darklords of Helgedad, at the hands of Lone Wolf, Kai Lord of Sommerlund. In those nine years, the minions of the Dark God Naar have hoarded their strength, biding their time and making plans for revenge.
You are not part of those plans.
In the Darkland city of Kaag, a civil war rages about you, a war to which you are all but oblivious. Nominally assigned to a watch unit in the service of the long-dead Darklord Zagarna, you stay alive by never showing up for patrols--or for meals, either, since your Giak brethren would eat you as soon as look at you. Neither act particularly appeals to them, and you like it that way. You are the most contemptible runt of your spawning batch, a despicable sneak so useless that you aren't even an asset to the enemy. If you were the last agent of darkness on Magnamund, the dark powers could be expected to surrender before ever giving you a task.
But Evil works in devious ways. Naar is dismayed by the ability of Lone Wolf to penetrate every defence, alone, and defeat his most powerful minions, even on the very Plane of Darkness--and now, the Supreme Master of the Kai has trained a New Order of Kai warriors, sharing his ability to triumph against overwhelming odds. So the Dark God has devised a new scheme. He has set aside his vast armies and fell commanders. He has dismissed his Demonlords and Deathlords from his counsels. He has thrown out his mighty weapons and foul contraptions. He has quite taken leave of his wits, and he has sent for you.
Late one night, he comes to you in a vision and reveals his plan. In imitation of the feats of the Kai, he will send a single agent into the very heart of the enemy stronghold, the Kai Monastery in Sommerlund. At the worst possible time, with a staggering lack of preparation and forethought, and with no advantageous equipment--in short, against utterly impossible odds--Naar's lowliest minion will enact his revenge. That minion is you--you are now the Lone Giak!