Finally it's arrived.[: Enjoy chapter one, introducing our character Jodie Heartsword.[: The sun rose slowly over the magnificent Beau Fields, casting its golden light over the grassy plains. The fields themselves were small bumps in the ground, decorated by thousands, if not millions of flowers that differed in size, colour and type. No two flowers were exactly the same, no matter how hard you attempted to find a match. A few small animals frolicked in the flowers. A rooster let out its morning call, alerting all those that could hear that morning had arrived. Young Jodie Heartsword shot straight onto her feet, searching fervently for any enemies. Her hand rested on her blade's hilt, ready to draw and strike at any given moment. Her blonde hair drifted slightly in the direction of the wind, and her baby blue eyes narrowed into slits. In one spinning motion, Jodie moved her body around, drawing her sword and easily slicing through five kobolds, their heads now resting on the floor. Blood gleemed on her sword, Heavenstrike, as she sheethed it. "And that makes it Jodie one hundred and fifty three, kobolds zero." Jodie mocked the dead bodies as she searched throughout the kobold's strange clothing. Finding nothing of worth, she continued her travels north, towards the shady town of Fraghorn, seeking employment as a mercenary. "If there're no jobs... Someone will pay." she thought to herself as she made her way through the flowers, stopping occasionally to kill more kobolds. They were easy to kill, and each kill seemed to cause Jodie to feel just that little bit stronger. And, of course, Jodie enjoyed killing them. She gained a sweet satisfaction knowing that she was ridding the world of a nuisance. Hour after hour went past, and by now Jodie was hot and sweaty under the midday sun. Upon finding a river, she slowly stripped off her mail chainlink leggings, and her chainmail chestpiece, leaving on her ruby coloured shirt, and jumped into the river. It was cool on her skin, and it refreshed Jodie as she swam in it. Her slender body flew easily through the water, as Jodie laughed and enjoyed her small amount of "free time". Further upstream stood a man, resting on a platform. Invisible to the naked eye. Spotting Jodie, he let out an evil grin, his rotten teeth showing through his smile. He rose his hands to his chest, and between them formed a small ball of blue energy, ice cold and making small cracking sounds. In one fluent motion, he span and threw the ball down into the river, large ice stalagmites forming in a direct line heading for Jodie.
Also, for the love of all that is sane, do NOT post on this thread asking "Can I be in it?" 'cause I have a god-damn thread for that shizzle. >.> Post here asking to be in this story, and I'll not write you into the story, you'll be blanked completely.
What about asking when we are gonna be put in the story? Liam, this is awesome and I hope it stays this good
I've written a quick version of chapter two. Not very good, but that's because it's a quick version, not the proper. Enjoy.[: (Remember, this will change, whether new things are to be added or other things are to be taken away I'm not sure, only time will tell. I'm just showin' you all what basically is gunna happen. ^.^ Because it's a friday night and I have nothing to do...) Jodie turned, spotting the ice coming straight for her. But there was nothing she could do - her weapons and armour were laying on the bank. Pain blossomed in the gashes that were sliced into her flesh as the ice stalagmites launched her into the air. Jodie's body flopped into the water, her blood dying it a deep crimson red. She resurfaced, gasping for air, and started swimming for the shore. Jodie dived, just in time to dodge a shadowy missile fired at her. She reached the shore, and instantly threw on her chestpiece as a ball of fire slammed into her, nearly knocking her off her feet. She stood her ground, and in a single motion her legpieces were on and her sword was drawn. Jodie charged at the now visible man, nimbly dodging spell after spell despite being injured badly. The man stood his ground and fired spells continuously at the female as she ran to him. The distance between them closed quickly, and Jodie prepared her sword to strike. Her opportunity came, and she took it, slicing downwards with a loud "Hya!". However, instead of a corpse lying in front of her, there was instead a small note, covered in a red substance which Jodie assumed was blood. Reading the note, Jodie's eyes grew wide, and she screamed as an explosion sent her flying backwards, her world fading into black. Jodie was awoken by sounds of metal clinking and clanging, her head pounding and throbbing. She tried to sit up, but was physically unable to and let out a small squeal as she collapsed back down onto something soft. A man rushed over to Jodie's side, and held his hands a few inches above her. A brilliant white light radiated from his hands, and Jodie felt warm, relaxed and light. Then, as quick as the light appeared it disappeared, and Jodie felt re-energized. She tried to sit up again, but felt cool hands pushing her back down. "Alright, alright, I'm lyin' back down now!" she protested. "Good," the man replied, "you need to rest." The man's voice was smooth, deep, mysterious, yet also calm, kind and reassuring. Jodie tilted her head to see who was helping her, but the man moved. "Wh- who are you?" Jodie inquired. "Me? I'm Beriothien. Beriothien Manwë." The man replied. "I'm an Elvish field mage, and I happened to find you in one sodden state indeed. Gashes, bruises, broken limbs. You're goinh to be out of order for a long time." "What? What happened?" Beriothen had returned to Jodie's side with a bubbling blue liquid in a metal cup. "Drink this, sleep, and when you wake up we'll speak." he placed the cup at Jodie's lips and forced her to drink before she could protest. The drink was sweet like honey, and Jodie quite enjoyed the taste. However, before she had even finished the drink her vision had faded to black and she was asleep. Beriothien took the cup away, and checked outside the window beside the bed. Nobody in sight. "Perfect." He whispered, closing the window and pulling down it's cover.
Been busy with school and my boyfriend. ^.^' Sorry! Shall have the proper version of Chapter 2 up soon. Promise! [: