Platinum vs. Crimson

ew, Felucca, 8pm in the evening. Sharkeye Pike checked his equipment to verify that everything was insured. Then he headed towards the Empath Abbey. A large group of people had assembled. Even though Felucca was the land of risk and crime, the crowd seemed mostly peaceful. He even saw one or two murderers, but they seemed to be centered on what was happening here tonight. After a while, a giant dragon appeared out of nowhere. The people were stunned and fascinated at the same time. Then the Platinum Dragon named Fayaxion began to speak. With its loud and roaring voice it announced the final battle against the evil Crimson Dragons, who had been haunting Britannia for a long time.

Then Fayaxion began to move southward, leading the group to the battlefield. Despite the danger awaiting them, everybody was excited. "Certainty of death, small chance of success. What are we waiting for?" thought Sharkeye, has he hurried the Ostard he was riding. One thing was sure: He'd rather stand on the planks of his ship during a heavy storm, than riding on this uncomfortable mount.

When they reached the center of Yew, war was upon them all of a sudden. Firestorms raged, big clouds of smoke crept through the woods, and ashes rained down onto them. Then everything froze. Sharkeye stood there, not being able to move for at least 2 minutes. His vision went dark. When he gained consciuosness, he mysteriously found himself in a deathrobe somewhere in the woods near Trinsic. Quickly he got resurrected, re-equipped, and returned to Yew. And the same thing happened again. Five times he died without being able to contribute to the battle. Then the Crimson Dragons had finally been slain.
(The Enhanced Client Beta was not able to handle those massive particle effects and froze completely.)

Sharkeye checked the surroundings and saw that the Platinum Dragons were now patrolling Yew, ensuring the safety of the town. Pike rummaged through the remains of some slain Dragons and found a handful of useful items; some jewelry, armor pieces and a shield. Then he decided to call it a night and returned to his home, the Jolly Roger Inn.

09/2009

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