Although this forum game is not new I have not seen it on this board yet, so I thought it would be cool to have it here, in an attempt to revive this so important board.
There are no rules, no min or max characteres/words. Just stick to the roleplaying format.
I will begin, will write an introduction of an history and then you all should continue it, so we can see where we may fall in some time.
If no one answers within one week, the person who last posted may post again and continue his own part of the history.
Also, try to avoid posting after someone who posted after you. Wait two people to post before posting again, unless it has passed a whole week :p
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The man in the weird clothes joined the crowd on the east gate of Thais.
The late june day was hot, and he was the only one wearing so many black and weird clothes. Everyone had to look at him, his strange aspect feared children and called adults attention. Everyone in Thais knew each other and that man was unknown, maybe a traveler, maybe a trader. He just wanted to know what was going on in there "seems to be just another murder", he thought.
"Excuse me, excuse me" - he wanted to know what happened. "Who was killed?" - everyone stared at him. "It was not a murder" - a man finally answered. "It was a suicide".
He stepped forward, raised his neck to see it better, pushed a woman and screamed "TIM!". Tim was the Thais guard, one of the most dedicated to his job. He could spend most of the time of his day standing on his feet and only stop to sleep. "I know who did it, I know" - the misterious man screamed.
"Sir, it was a suicide" - a woman answered, trying to calm him. "No, it wasn't. Someone throw a spell on him and I know who it was, I will kill him myself". The man ran pushing everyone and screaming.
He climbed up a stair, slipping because his madness. He cried. Spat on a sign which said "The Druid Guild" and went down.
All of a sudden he stepped back. He was afraid now, and his courage vanished. He closed his eyes and prayed, the crowd's noise could not be heard on this small room. Flowers were thrown on the ground and fire fields were the only light source.
"I know what you did, Marvik" - his madness was back, but his angry look was not scarring the old druid. "It was his fault, dear... what's your name? Anyways, you know I haven't done anything, he killed himself" - his tranquility was making the misterious man even more upset. "You caused it! I know you did!" - his eyes were almost red. "Prove it" - the druid shook his hands and a rod emerged from an orb, the druid's beard and hair were flying with the wind coming from the orb. His eyes were white, he raised one of his hands and shouted "To the heeeeeeell"...________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Now it's your time, continue the history
