Epilogue Part III
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McBykar had received three strange
messages, which lead him to a lost graveyard in the jungle near
Trinsic. Had his search been successful? Would Mad Biker return? To test it, McBykar had to swallow a deadly poison and give his life to open the channel to the netherworld. |
The return of Mad Biker changed the life of McBykar. He had reached many goals and even gained better magic skills than his father. Now it was up to him to prove the new reputation system of Britannia. That was what Mad Biker had waited for, so he engaged McBykar to stand the challenges of the hardest dungeons. His friends were to accompany him, and so they promised at the grave of Mad Biker. | ![]() |
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Finding himself again at the healer of
Moonglow, McBykar equipped his plate armor and a heavy crossbow. He now had a new
challenge: The vile creatures of Shame, Destard, Hythloth and Despise. But he didn't forget to wander through the world and discover several strange and new places. He watched the behavior of people for quite some time, to figure out how the reputation system was effecting the equilibrium of the multiverse. |
All in all the world had become a better
place to live in. But still there was existing the evil scum, trying to take the life and
the riches of honest people, under the guise of fame. He met again Reverend Manson, who had
may times proved his underhandedness already before the reputation system. Now there also were names to be kept in memory, but fortunately a careful fighter could hardly be endangered by them. |
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McBykar improved his magery skill
rapidly by fighting mostly with spells. This decimated his gold coins strongly, but the
reward was great: He finally entered the mystic city of Wind. Kurt helped him to find his way in Wind, and showed the great animal park to McBykar. A short time before all ended,
McBykar was haunted by hay fever. This was dangerous, for his concentration was disturbed
while sneezing, which could end deadly in a fight. |
McBykar travelled to the Ice Island to
start his search in the dungeon Deceit. He took along his deadliest heavy
crossbow, masses
of reagents and his finest magic plate mail. This was the day he lost almost everything he had, including fame, skills and equipment. The Gods of Britannia had failed again! They had taken everything from the pilgrim what he had gained and earned by hard work and good deeds, and left him standing there in his death robe, helpless in front of the Shrine of Honesty... |
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This is where he is said to be standing
until today. Disappointed and lost.
May luck bless all his friends, and spare them from similar experiences!
It begins to snow.
03/98
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