okay folks i have joined RPG. Yeah hwody to you to. Im a starter so be easy still i am a good writer and have good ideas.
Well my character is CROTTECK! Doesn't ring a bell. Well read my fic and if you dont want to read all of it just read the prelude.
here check it out
okay here is the jist!
NAME:
crotteck
SPECIES:
galdian, warrior
WEAPONS:
telter - gun
pike level one - this is a small axe that evolves into larger axe's when used more.
NOTES:
i have a journal which i write stuff to take away boredom.
story:
BELOW!
"here i am, in a pod. Racing towards a planet i never heard of. I am crotteck. Yes i am a galdian, my name comes from my father and the father before him. It is a warrior name, it is a survivor's name. Which is excactly what i need, i am a rebel. Well i just became one, i used to be loyal until i found out what they were doing secretly. They RETH ROYALS are trying to destroy our planet. Our home, RETHWORLD. A planet in war but never the less a planet. I am being chased by 6 galdian warriors. Trying to slay me, but this planet is my survival. My only survival.
I had to act fast after i killed our graciouse leader. DENSLICK. He and i ahd a big fight, but skill beats leverage. Now here i am with a level one pike and a telter. Hardly any damage can come from these weapons but that was all i can find. My journal, only time will tell if i can find my destiny. Only time can tell!"
crotteck puts down his journal and readys for landing. The pod lands good and crotteck steps out with his paladine (pal-A-dine) (breathing mechanism) just in case the air was unbreatheable. He took off the paladine and ran into a forest, away from the sounds of the bounty hunters engines.
so you like? remember, those who read the story must be a bit confused but this has nothing to do with "they must be warned"