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King of Illusions; A short story (work in progress)
Topic Started: Oct 21 2006, 12:24 PM (219 Views)
Invoker
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The wise aging man sitting upon the throne had seen many
battles in his years, even though he rarely had to raise a
weapon in combat he was many times the reason all this
existed. Sometimes no one had a clue of his powers yet other
times whole armies tracked his movements, trying to take his
life. He was thankful for the steel that had followed him through
his life knowing that many times it had saved is it from prematurely
ending. As he watched his servants hurriedly move about the
room preparing things for the grand feast that was to take place
later in the evening. The servants didn’t seem nervous, they had
no reason to be. The man sitting on the throne didn’t rule with
an iron fist, he didn’t have to, he wielded powerful magic’s that
some say even rivaled that of the gods. He was a kind man anyway,
always having the patience to help or explain something even to
the lower classes, to him no matter what a mans rank he treated
him the same, with respect.

It was only a few short years after him and his friend had won the
trials, both of them had surprised many as well as themselves when
they had come out victorious. The trials, a series of tests that would
decide if a man had what it took to survive. The prize, a large manor
in the wealthy district of Taras and a small group of slaves to keep
it running smoothly and a chance at the position of king. Normally
this would be unheard of but there had recently been an upheaval in
Taras and being there was no blood heir to take his place. No one
was really sure how the notion that the winners of the trials should
have a chance to lead the great city. A knowing smile comes across
his face, knowing how easy it was to gain the confidence of simple
folk not to mention the middle class. Simple really, give people what
they want even if it is only a little it gives them hope and with hope
they can accomplish much for you.

In the last decade alone the poverty had decreased, more jobs were
available than ever before with the new construction that he had begun.
People where generally happy with the way things were going and he
was fairly certain we would be able to keep them feeling that way. He
with the help of his now best friend had amassed a great amount of
wealth in their adventures before the trials and with a little effort was
able to turn it literally into a king’s fortune by using both of their skills.
Before long even the wealthy were getting on board with the new and
sometimes radical ideas. He had made many promises and knew that
as long as things moved in the direction of those promises things should
run smoothly for years to come, assuming someone did not try to take
his reign from him either by assassination or worse, all out warfare.

He watched as his friend approached from across the grand throne room,
his polished armor sparkling from the beams of morning sun coming from
the portals in the ceiling above. The finely crafted blue runner with thick
green trim that lead to the throne platform quieted his footsteps as he
gets closer. He smiles again knowing the secret that very few knew about
him.

... To be continued.

( OOS: I was sitting here this afternoon and this started spilling
into my brain pan so I thought it wise this time to get it down. I
will try to get back to it sooner instead of later cause I like the
flow of it so far. I wont get into the game dynamics that led me
down this path that way you can enjoy it solely as a short story
instead of yet another path my role-playing creation has taken me. )
Do you ever feel like someone is watching you? It's me! ~ Invoker

The worthy GM never purposely kills players' PCs, He presents opportunities for the rash and unthinking players to do that all on their own."
~ Gary Gygax

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you can delete this post later if you want but wow that sounds good
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Invoker
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Why would I want to delete your post?

I would just add to the original post so that others can comment.
Do you ever feel like someone is watching you? It's me! ~ Invoker

The worthy GM never purposely kills players' PCs, He presents opportunities for the rash and unthinking players to do that all on their own."
~ Gary Gygax

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i didn't want to ruin a good story, but yano i will want an autographed copy
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Fat chance he should charge you double .
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Play nice :)
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