Hi everyone, Prisoner#627 here. I am now opening my new game called. The New Game.
Pretty original I know but... Anyway so far our characters are Aragon Ravenshield (Prisoner#627), Gandal (Admin) and Prince Dakkar (Cpt. Nemo) Remember those who would like to join plz post characters in Late Entries. (Remember the fun little penalty that will be given somewhere in the game) Anyway here is the storyline. It was given to me by a good friend of mine. Came to him in a dream actually... Anyway here it is.

You are stuck back in Time, back during the medieval times. Back in the world of bow+and arrows and swords. A world full of magic and wonder. Mystery and deceit. You have to survive from monsters and fools. Robbers, thieves and dragons. It will be hard but you will survive, given you make the right choices. You start in a bar in a group trying to find a place to stay. Enough now, begin your journey...

"Where are we going to stay?" Aragon asked Gandal as Prince Dakkar was drinking himself to misery. He missed his own time, his own world. "What are we going to do for weapons as well? I only have a few pieces of gold enough for me and you, but I don't know about Dakkar over there." Aragon said, pointing to Dakkar as he spoke.

Gandal didn't reply. Instead, he shuffled on his stool, letting a blanket of darkness fall over his large body.

"Gandal!!" said Aragon. "Answer me please." Aragon walks over to the door and is knocked to the ground by a hooded stranger. Aragon got up. He punched the stranger and knocked him down. He was out cold. Aragon took his gold and dagger. Aragon shares his gold with Dakkar and Gandal and gives them 10 pieces each.
 
Aragon
Gold: 12
Weapon/s: Dagger

Gandal grabbed the money, a smile escaping his lips. 'I have a friend...' He mumbled, scratching his beard. 'He has... Weapons...'

"Awesome" said Aragon. A smile broke out on his face at the prospect of proper weapons. "Dakkar, come on we're getting weapons"

Gandal rose, the stool falling to the ground and he headed for the door.

Aragon followed, not knowing of Dakkar was following, but he found he didn't care. He followed Gandal down a dark alley and into the next waiting for Gandal to say something, like where they were going. But he kept quiet and followed. But then 3 dark figures stepped into the alley, blocking their path. Aragon thought one of them looked familiar. Of course, it was the guy he knocked out in the bar and stole his gold and dagger. He must've brought friends, Aragon thought. "Hey kid, how are you. Hope you weren't planning to spend my money are you?" he asked, as they closed in on Gandal and Aragon.

Gandal smiled and his eyes flashed red, wind gushing, knocking the three to the ground. Gandal then pulled a dagger out, slicing one of the hood mans necks then picking up a rock with his mind, pegging it at the remaining two.

Gandal resumed his way through the streets as if nothing had happened.

"Wow that was amazing." said Aragon as Gandal continued to walk. "Where are we going anyway?" he asked curiously.

They finally arrived at Cumbert's weapons. They went in and had a look at the weapons. Aragon bought a bow for 3 pieces of gold and 20 steel tip arrows for 4 pieces. He waited for Gandal to pick his weapons and give his gold. Aragon tested the flex of his bow and found it was perfect. "Wicked. Come on Gandal after this we have to find a place to sleep."

Aragon
Gold: 5
Weapon/s: Dagger/Bow+20 arrows (Steel tip)

Gandal bought a tiny dagger and left...

"Huh, what? All that gold and you bought a tiny dagger, what the heck. I don't understand you sometimes Gandal." said Aragon as he ran to catch up with Gandal. Oh what the heck. (Remember to keep an eye on what weapons you have and how much gold you have.) (Cpt. Nemo where are you)

Gandal smiled, putting the dagger into a small satchel.

"Whatever then. Feel free to explain whenever"

Gandal started walking down the street as a storm broke out and th e moon dipped behind a large cloud.

"Brilliant, now its gonna rain. Seriously where are we going to stay." Aragon asked as he walked with Gandal. Then suddenly a great green dragon came down from the sky and snatched the local baker, leaving a piece of papper that said 'The secret to the heart of the chest is filled with treasure only the fittest can find' "Sounds like a treasure chest to me, should we try and find it" said a stuttering Arago

Gandal then ran into a wall, dissapearing intop the bricks.

Aragon quickly followed him, not sure what they were doing. "I'm guessing thats a yes"

Gandal stepped on the other side of the wall into the floating city and into a bustling market.

Aragon followed, completely mystified by Gandals mysterious behaviour

Gandal pointed at the markets and then slowly started walking away.

"You mean you're fascinated by markets?" asked Argon, astonished. But then Aragon realised, that people in the market were slowly dropping to the ground, dead. Everyone had a blue face and was sweating, mumbling about dragon gas. "Why aren't we affected by it Gandal?"

Aragon followed as Gandal continued to walk

Aragon was horrified as they walked they found more and more dead bodies."Gandal, what should we do?" he asked, his voice filled