Larian Studios Forums General Chat Mystery of the Grey Lakes ....??

Hello RPG fans,
This will be a text based adventure... just for fun and at your leasure, you may add, change
direction of the story as you wish within reason. It will be a fun experiment! Everyone and anyone may post thus adding to the story as we build lore and cannon. I am am not grammer expert by any
means so if your willing to give your imagination a fire, feel free to join with your own build
of your special toon to create a RPG Story yet to be written.... One rule please keep this an
fantasy adventure ....

The eyes began to open, a raging pain could be felt through the Half Orc body, Washed ashore upon the edge of a fog filled swamp. The Half Orc grabbed his skull from the pounding pain and reached
for his back from a never ending ache. He inspected the three large wounds with his fingers patroling the painful scars.

Once he began to become aware , he realized he could not even remember a name or past that he could pull into his mind " Who am I, where am I?" screamed the half orc into the air at nothing.

Soon the pale colored half orc came to his feet and began to search his mind for answers, yet the answers he sought seemed to still evade him. He walked the edge of the Grey Lake watching the small
ripples in the brackened brown water as he came upon a handle sticking out of the muck and sand.
He reached down while still holding the painful scars and grabbed this slimy handle. The beach let out a sucking sound as the long sharp two edged sword was pulled from it's nasty grave.

The half orc looked over the near perfect blade with strange beauitful etchings on both sides, The being had no idea who he was but he knew what this was, a work of art is this sword, thought the
half orc to himself.

As he continued to admire the sword and began to swing it as if it where a feather amazed at its speed but something in the murkey dark water caught his eye. A milky white object seemed to refect in and out of the brown and grey tides near the beach. He stepped closer to the water and could not tell what it was. He finaly decided to put his hands into the bracken water and grab it.

The half orc was amazed at the weight of this object as he pulled and grunted in pain, he had to
see what lay beneath the dark water. A loud popping noise burst out of nowhere as the half orc fell
backwards onto the beach ,he screached in agony when his back slammed to the ground. He shook off the pain and looked towards his feet, a layer of fear peeled back as he saw the bloated purple and blue skeletal corspe of some kind of giant, the half orc tried to scurry back quickly with a battle
in mind. As the half orc reached his feet he realized the popping noise was the corpse breaking in
half under the dark tide. He had pulled a giant of some sort from its shallow water grave.

The half orc stood in amazement for he had only grabbed one finger of this thing, were there more
of these beasts near thought the half orc as he scrambled to his new found weapon.


Continued : add if you wish , make your own begining to meet the half -orc with your story
Setting so far: an overgrown swamp that reaches into the brownish gray lake.

P.S. sorry for the bad grammer but it is a start..... lol