The frostmourne story (my char)

[leetgamer]

Hello everyone, i created a small story based on the frostmourne mod made by PERITTI, seing we all are warcraft fans, and at the same time oblivion fans, i created a very short story of my char, mystic elf male called Arthas experiencing the quest made by PERITTI which is very simmilar to the actual story in Warcraft III: reign of chaos.

 

Here it is:

 

After ive consulted with the guardians, they broke into hostility and started attacking me, but my dwarf claymore was too powerful. After i killed the guardians, i slowly approach the chunk of ice which contains the sword, then , doubt becan to enclose on me, but that will not stop me. So i swung my claymore and broke the chunk of ice, the sword stood there, waiting for its master. I dropped my claymore, and wielded frostmourne. I felt a cold chill rushing through my body, and i saw the sword entightening to my flesh, perhaps, im not its master, it is mine.

 

When i woke up the next morning, i looked into the mirror, i was paler, and paler and my eyes began to turn red, and my face bright blue. Then, i looked at the sword, begging for me to wield it, and so i did. As the months past, the sword began to torment me, posessing my soul and using it for killing innocent, stealing precious artifacts, until one day... A hooded man came up to me, a man in red. He was surprised to see me like this, in my monstrous form, then i saw four books into his arms, and he gave me to read them, then he dissapeared.

 

I didnt know what that was about, but I read the books all entitled ''The Mythic Dawn Commentaries 1,2,3 and 4'', when i woke up i saw the same man again, he looked at the sword, then looked back at me, then nodded. He asked me if i wanted to join the Mythic Dawn, an ancient cult worshiping daedra. If i were to be a mythic dawn, i must kill the four sons of Emperor Uriel Septim. And so I did, all his 4 sons were dead in a week. I was accepted, and entrusted with the title of Ancient Acolyte. I looked up at their idol, a 4 armed beast wih the name of Mehrunes Dagon.

 

Then that same man came up to me, and asked me if I would like to accept a very delicate and most difficult mission, the assasination of the empeor.

 

The next day, I was informed that the emperor will be fleeing inside the sewers, that was an easy place to kill, but i was warned that he will be escorted by the blades. I fear nothing, I am Arthas, onece prince of Summerset Isle, but now im a monster, im undead.

 

Then it began, mythic dawn in the sewers began to strike, but they were slain. Soon they took refuge in a chamber. The 2 blades left another man, an odd looking one with the emperor to guard him, now it was the itime, then, i striked from a secret passageway, the emperor fell down, but then...

AARGH!!.... ive been hit, that strange man killed me..ugh...

paradise awaits me....

 

My soul rises, i cant beleive ive been struck, me, prince Arthas, the possesor of the most powerfull weapon the four elder scrolls ever known! But then suddenly frostmourne started to suck me back... then my soul hit my body and my body was transported somewhere... different. Then i saw ... this strange creature, a rideable one, an undead beast, and net to it was strange armour,,, but what struck me was the helmet, a helmet of a lich

But it was not as powerful as a normal helmet, then i saw this book, in the ancient language of T(-)3 FR34K$: It said : \/\/(-)03\/3R \/\/34RS TH1$ (-)3L/\/\3T $(-)4LL B3C0M3 T(-)3 L1C(-) I{1/\/G

 

I picked up the helmet and put it on my head, then i put on the armor, then i felt... undead, I then got on the undead beast which was maybe an undead skeleton horse and started to ride: I am KING ARTHAS!!!

 

AND I SEVER NO ONE, NOT EVEN A STUPID CULT, ALL BOW DOWN TO ME!!!!!!!!.....

 

... to be continued

 

Ill think of more tomorrow, you can also see a warcraft suggestion here well, part of it is also World of warcraft. Blizzard and Bethesda have something in common, the desire to entertain their players with total fantasy like in the elder scrolls III; morrowing and so on, i wish bethesda would take blizzards example and create a strategy version of oblivion. Where the human race fights the dremora and so on!

 

Please comment!

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Moving this to General Oblivion.

[Magnus61]

Please comment!

 

Great start. I look forward to reading more when you post it.

 

A couple of tips:

 

1) Write the story in Word of some other word processing program, then run Spell Check on it. The spell checker should also pick up the grammar issues.

 

2) It's OK to write the story quickly, be take the time to re-read it. You'll be able to pick up on the parts that don't flow together.

 

I'm not trying to be a angel, but when you put out something for the world to see, try to make it the best you can. It reflects directly back on you.

 

Good luck.

[leetgamer]

Thanks, I will, my english is not that good thats why.

[leetgamer]

As I got on the undead beast I began to ride, ride to a place where I can establish a base, where I can call the place home. And I found just the right one. I saw a small cave in the mountains, near Bruma, a city I’ve never known. But, for now, I must get my powers back and raise an undead army, and find a way to put blight on the land. If I somehow can find some corpses and weapons, I’ll be able to use them as my minions. If I take over this city, I can control the north of this land. Just as I got off the beast, a bird-like figure approached me.

‘Hello there, prince Arthas, I am the prophet.’ He said, ‘It’s a pity to see you in this condition, I have warned your slain friends 35 thousand years ago.’

‘Wait, what do you mean 35 thousand years ago?’ I asked ‘I’ve been here only for about 2 months’

‘Oh, you didn’t realize that when that, man killed you 35 thousand years ago, frostmourne took you further into time?’, he said ‘And don’t bother trying to dominate Bruma, for the Daedra destroyed it… and its only a pile of rubble now.’

‘What about the Imperial City?’

‘The Imperial City still lives, but its no longer called that, its called Mehrunes Haven, the Mythic Dawn, whom you worked for 35 thousand years ago, and their prince of destruction Mehrunes Dagon, took over the whole of Tamriel. If I were you, I’d return back to Kalimdor.’

‘Wait, when I got here I have sworn to take over this land, and not even a stupid cult can break my dream, I will crush them, the scourge reborn!’

‘You still have a lot to do before you can dominate Tamriel, such as set up an army, expand your own evil propaganda, expand the blight here and so on.’

‘I will do that in time, I have a lot of plans…, it is good that you informed me, prophet, since that you were one of the last guardians in the old world, and sworn to protect all against the burning legion, why are you helping me?’

‘I have never sworn to protect ALL lands, this one you can take over, as long as you don’t come back to the old world, we’ll all be happy’

‘Who is dominating the old world now?’

‘The blood elves……’

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

This is no longer a frostmourne story, its the player story