Hi again
I do not have skills required to draw as cool as you guys, but I'll try to provide you with some fun anyway. I've figured out that with my low drawing skill I can still write some nice story. Adding music will also be good - at the beginning of some sections I'll paste link to music or image, so play it in background (not too loud) and try to read my story at the same time (URL is added to the section BELOW it - first goes URL, than the section). Same with images - every one is connected to the section below.
So... here it comes!
Kenshi The Warbringer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfz0mPan84U
Kenshi had large family. He lived with his grandparents, mom, dad and also brothers and sisters. They had a little farm, just outside town. They worked hard, from dawn till dusk, as they wanted to move into the city - bandits raided farms frequently, but high walls and skilled guards could protect them. They all herd stories about the Ol' World, peaceful and prosperous, where all men were equal. Few survivors of The Apocalypse were often telling some tales at local tavern, where traders and foreigners were buying them food and drinks just to listen about days before great war.
Kenshi was different than other teenagers. He practiced sword fighting on training dummies every day. He spent many hours just meditating, trying to focus on his exercises, but he also aksed himself many questions: "why do we live?", "where am I going in my life?".
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One day some old man came to the farm. He was a pilgrim looking for some food and a place to sleep. Kenshi was a perceptive boy, so he immediatly saw rusty sword tied to man's robe. Pilgrim asked: "Are you afraid of an old man like me?" Boy answered "Not the posture, nor age decides of one's strength". Stranger was suprised that such words of wisdom came from a mouth of a teenager. He told Kenshi that he's a Sword Master and he's wanted by the army of his old landlord. From now on, master trained him.
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Years after Kenshi became famous warrior himself. He was wandering, looking for bandits, he could kill them and gather bounty. He despised them. He never understood how a man can feed on other's hard work. From a nearby town he got information about some pack of criminals, just at the outskirts. They raided caravans, patrols, even woman and children.
Weather was bad, but it didn't disturbed him. "Even better" - he thought. He liked rain. It was a rare event on a desert.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=pl ... gXBE#t=120 Time - 2:00
He met them, as said, after few minutes of walking outside the gates. Just as predicted, they couldn't resist the temptation of robbing single man. It was easy. They did not understand it was too easy.
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First, their leader tried to bully Kenshi. He threatend him, insulted him, even shouted at him. When this didn't work, he ordered his pack to attack.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=pl ... lErU#t=163 Time 2:43
When they were approaching fast, he hasn't moved a bit, just stood there. He started his battle meditation - a complete clearance of mind. He didn't think, just acted. He slowly unbuttoned his coat, pulling out his sword. When they reached him, he parried, using the force of blow to strike from other direction, cutting enemies ruthlessly. They were completely uprepaired for such resistance. They couldn't hit him, he was like a ghost. No emotions, just actions. After few moments it was over.
"Now - the proof" - said to himself. He was taking his time.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=pl ... lErU#t=267 Time - 4:27
Some time later, he saw town walls and the gates, welcoming him in silence approval of his rightful deeds. Now he realised he wasn't cut single time. Again.
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He was approaching police station. Guards looked at him with respect and, like everybody else, with fear. They let him in, waking the chief, who asked why did he came back so soon. "It is done", Kenshi replied. "All dead?! In just few hours?!" - chief couldn't believe what he herd. Bounty hunter put a sack on his desk. However it was raining outside, in weak light of candles chief saw that something was wrong with the coulour of this wet bag.
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"Open it, than pay me what is mine" - said Kenshi. Few moments after, he left the building with earned bounty. Chief and some officers finally decided to open the sack. They couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, this view haunted them for many years after.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=pl ... lErU#t=394 Time - 6:34
Again, he was on his endless journey, trying to make this world a little better place. For the sake of his murdered family.
A week after this story, he met another bandits. They tried to bully him. He slowly unbuttoned his coat...