The Rules of the post are simple,

I will begin with an introduction and then feel free to post your parts of the story adding in whatever characters or arcs you wish, just stick to the story, I will put all of the posts I feel "fit with the tale" in the main post, and after the story is completed we will have something for us to look at once the game comes out.

Please feel free to post a part of the story even if you dont "Like" AoC, any type of roleplaying is encouraged!

My main characters name is Arathen, please feel free to add in your characters, I will leave openings for characters in ever ending, as should you for your fellow RPer's.

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    The Tomb of the Emerald Monkey

In a town off the coast of Zingara, there was chivalry amongst the people and its rulers. Men fought for honor amongst each other but also fought for the prize of a woman. Winning the heart of a lady of Zingara was a great feat, but winning her virtue was a adventure not many men stood around for.

Lush greenery stood around the city of Kordava, the city walls were withered and without battle or strife. Palm trees swayed lightly in the breeze, the air stood still with comfort, until a raw manly yell sliced through the silence breaking through the city streets.

A large man fell to the floor, blood gushing from his body, he had a rough face and long messy hair. He was very different from the city dwellers of Kordava, and now he lie dead in the streets. A group of town guardsmen ran to the scene, the large man fell on the street between two small copper homes, the guards split into pairs and marched into each house, rapiers high into the now broken air. The captain of the guard remained outside to guard the body, he was a great Guardian named Arathen, he examined the body while the other guards searched the house.

Arathen found the wound that caused the large mans death, the front of the mans stomach had an exit wound that was quite large, clearly the man had been stabbed through the back by a large blade, bigger than a guardsman's rapier, for sure. Then, there was a sound coming from the far left house, it was rapiers clashing, Arathen called the guards from the other house, and ran towards the sounds bursting through the front door like a bull.

He found inside the guards standing with weapons drawn at a shadowy figure, he approached the person speaking with authority, "You there, you are under arrest for the death of an outlander, step forward so you may be judged by the law of Kordava!"

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