We congratulate the players blackrose1 and ShamanMaster upon annihilation of an Arch-Ruin and winning 28385 Black Gems.
Looking forward to reading the Story about the great feat!
Congratulations to players blackrose1 and ShamanMaster!
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- Bodiless Spirit
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- Joined: 21 Dec 2014, 11:28
Re: Congratulations to players blackrose1 and ShamanMaster!
I am arriving to report you that everything is fine with us
We were with ShamanMaster at the Ruin,
It's like a leap year
But not just a ruin
That's why I needed a company
And without much, much thinking
I sent news and started planning:
To win the battle without losing myself
In a dark age, in black darkness,
where no human foot has trod,
undeads, knights, demons, elves and monsters,
fight great battles for untold treasures.
Deep in the bowels of the Earth, in the depths,
full with black pearls, iron and gold the ruins are.
For them, everyone kills each other,
the heroes thirstily sip from their victories.
Everyone gives their all
and finally he is crowned with honor and glory.
One day, news reached Felor's ears
and he set out bravely to defend his honor.
His researchers to explore were sent
and found the Arch-Ruin full of valuables rich.
He tasked them with exploring the grounds carefully
and they went round the place thoroughly.
They reported and Felor decided to strike,
but he knew that winning alone would not work.
He went to the hero Ferinod, who built his army
and from here the two continued the game together.
And when the fateful hour comes,
before his wars Ferinod advanced:
– My faithful archers, healers and carriers,
today we have heroic tasks ahead of us.
Stand up, all on your horses,
with your heads up in the battle go.
Ferinod and Felor rode in front,
ready to lead at any moment.
However, a hero-monster stood in their way,
but the courage of the wars did not hinder.
Black clouds covered the sky,
the birds in the branches cowered fearfully.
And never-seen-before battle began,
embers blazed beneath the horses' hooves.
There was a clanging of swords and scythes,
the monster hordes were covered with wounds.
Blood rivers watered the earth,
the heroes' feet stepped on corpses.
Shouts and groans sounded from beyond,
but Ferinod was mightfully shouting: "Forward!"
His two coal-black eyes were burning,
side by side, with Felor, in battle they were.
And the Arch-Ruin was taken,
the monster's head was fallen.
It rolled in the mud and everyone celebrated:
the heroes won their victory bravely.
We were with ShamanMaster at the Ruin,
It's like a leap year
But not just a ruin
That's why I needed a company
And without much, much thinking
I sent news and started planning:
To win the battle without losing myself
In a dark age, in black darkness,
where no human foot has trod,
undeads, knights, demons, elves and monsters,
fight great battles for untold treasures.
Deep in the bowels of the Earth, in the depths,
full with black pearls, iron and gold the ruins are.
For them, everyone kills each other,
the heroes thirstily sip from their victories.
Everyone gives their all
and finally he is crowned with honor and glory.
One day, news reached Felor's ears
and he set out bravely to defend his honor.
His researchers to explore were sent
and found the Arch-Ruin full of valuables rich.
He tasked them with exploring the grounds carefully
and they went round the place thoroughly.
They reported and Felor decided to strike,
but he knew that winning alone would not work.
He went to the hero Ferinod, who built his army
and from here the two continued the game together.
And when the fateful hour comes,
before his wars Ferinod advanced:
– My faithful archers, healers and carriers,
today we have heroic tasks ahead of us.
Stand up, all on your horses,
with your heads up in the battle go.
Ferinod and Felor rode in front,
ready to lead at any moment.
However, a hero-monster stood in their way,
but the courage of the wars did not hinder.
Black clouds covered the sky,
the birds in the branches cowered fearfully.
And never-seen-before battle began,
embers blazed beneath the horses' hooves.
There was a clanging of swords and scythes,
the monster hordes were covered with wounds.
Blood rivers watered the earth,
the heroes' feet stepped on corpses.
Shouts and groans sounded from beyond,
but Ferinod was mightfully shouting: "Forward!"
His two coal-black eyes were burning,
side by side, with Felor, in battle they were.
And the Arch-Ruin was taken,
the monster's head was fallen.
It rolled in the mud and everyone celebrated:
the heroes won their victory bravely.