Rein- a seasoned german soldier from a small village, high energy yet a frail body due to age and ready to fight
Rook- a younger less experienced soldier from the same village as rien, over excited and inexperienced in youth, but in old age is very similar to rein.
Death-calm and cold, treating rook as an old friend once they meet up.
Francis- a cocky french soldier expecting an easy victory.
(rein and rook enter from stage right, rein grabbing his side)
Rook: those cowards didn’t stand a chance eh rein!
Rein:yes yes, don’t get cocky now. A soldier with a big head is just asking for an arrow to pierce it.
Rook: oh lighten up old
the last pyromancer prologue by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
the last pyromancer prologue
Fire. Many know of if, but few truly understand it. Just as the other elements before it, many sought to find out how to control fire, and carry it as their own. Of the many who tried and failed, three succeeded. The first three masters of fire spent their whole lives perfecting their art, and in their efforts created pyromancy, each in their own way. The first master created basic pyromancies and used it as an extension to his body. The second directed fire inward to strengthen one’s self. But the third, created destructive and dangerous pyromancies. As the art of pyromancy began to spread, more and more adopted the techniques of the t
Day thirty seven
We decided it best to visit the least life threatening location first, but that sadly meant going about half way back to zora’s domain and we spent about an hour looking for the tree in the photo and when we found it, well according to Gwen I passed out which is why I’m writing this at night. But when I passed out, I saw a memory of me and Daphne’s daughter, Zelda, by the tree. I appeared to be training using a sword that seemed as familiar as the champions, and Zelda was observing the very object I used to find this place. As I was training she mentioned my father being a knight, I sadly have no memor
Two teams, two fortresses, one war. Not a war of good versus evil, but of man versus man, two teams, not of heroes and villains, but two teams, of men. Two teams, called red and blu. Each team with nine men, all different ages, different races, and different personalities. but no matter how different each team is they all have one thing in common, foolishness, it doesn't matter how long the battle goes on or how much blood is spilled they will never end the battle. until both sides realize their foolishness the war will go on forever, all until both sides lay down their weapons.
but they never will.
Day twenty five
I didn’t plan to make an entry until I reached the zora’s city but I encountered something, disturbing, to say the least. It has similar design to the divine beast and master cycle but it was, terrifying. It was a large octopus like automaton, which isn’t much on its own if it weren’t for the dog I saw it attack. It fired a large blue beam directly at its heart that killed the animal in an instant and set nearly everything around it on fire. I followed it for a few hours and ever time it saw an animal, it fired a beam directly at its heart, and whenever it did I felt as if mine stopped beating, if
You wake up, in the same cold, damp cell you call home. The same routine, the same people who always treat you horribly. And you decide you’ve had enough, that you’ve had enough of this horrible place, that it's time you break free of this prison. It takes days of planning, dozens of favors, and a bit of help from a friend. But you did it, your free, or so you though. They catch you, they drag you back into something worse than before. So you try again, and again, and again, and every time the same thing happens. You start to loose hope, to think that no matter what you do you’ll never really be free again. But you don̵
Links journal part two by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
Links journal part two
Day thirteen
Well it wasn’t too hot to travel during the day but it still was not preferable, I sustained a few injuries due to the heat making combat difficult. The largest issue I encountered was when I arrived at gerudo town, they would not allow any men into the city. Although I heard of a way a man could blend in with the crowd in the city, I don’t have the highest hopes and might just have to sneak in at night without being seen.but I don’t have enough strength to make it back to the oasis so I opened a shrine, similar to the ones on the plateau, and rested in the entrance chamber.
Day fourteen
I woke up and sta
Day one
I woke in a strange chamber earlier today, I left as soon as I could but on my way out I found some old clothes, a strange familiar looking device, and a stick. It’s been a few hours since then and I met an old man who, not only gave me this journal, but told me where I am. The chamber I awoke in was in an area called the great Plato, a mass of land raised above the rest of the region. I built a makeshift fire to sleep by for the night and will begin what the old man called “trials” at dawn.
Night one
Sleeping outdoors was a mistake. During nearly the whole night I couldn’t get away from strange pig
The written tale of shovel knight part 4 by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
The written tale of shovel knight part 4
Our hero was on his way back to the village, hoping to use the catapult to reach the next knight of the order, Propeller Knight, while a threatening adversary shovel knight had a few encounters with the knight in his past, while strong he knows a fight he can’t win, hopefully this should be an easy task. Nearly at the village, a large man who seemed familiar approached him.
“You’re the guy who took down Polar Knight right?” spoke the man.
“Yes, I am.” Our hero spoke perplexed.
“Your strong, and anyone willing to stand up to the order is an ally. Sorry about the attack earlier by the way. The nameR
The written tale of shovel knight part 3 by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
The written tale of shovel knight part 3
When our hero arrived at the troupple pond he was amazed to see that the man he encountered at the village was telling the truth about a creature half trout half apple. When our hero raised his troupple chalice the creature emerged and asked our hero if he required his aid. Our hero needed all the help he could get so our hero accepted. To his surprise the creature spat something into the chalice. According to the troupple king, this Ichir(pronounced eye-core, according to him) would heal all wounds and refill our hero's magic. This seemed like it would be beyond useful to his adventure. With this our hero began his journey back to the iron
Rein- a seasoned german soldier from a small village, high energy yet a frail body due to age and ready to fight
Rook- a younger less experienced soldier from the same village as rien, over excited and inexperienced in youth, but in old age is very similar to rein.
Death-calm and cold, treating rook as an old friend once they meet up.
Francis- a cocky french soldier expecting an easy victory.
(rein and rook enter from stage right, rein grabbing his side)
Rook: those cowards didn’t stand a chance eh rein!
Rein:yes yes, don’t get cocky now. A soldier with a big head is just asking for an arrow to pierce it.
Rook: oh lighten up old
the last pyromancer prologue by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
the last pyromancer prologue
Fire. Many know of if, but few truly understand it. Just as the other elements before it, many sought to find out how to control fire, and carry it as their own. Of the many who tried and failed, three succeeded. The first three masters of fire spent their whole lives perfecting their art, and in their efforts created pyromancy, each in their own way. The first master created basic pyromancies and used it as an extension to his body. The second directed fire inward to strengthen one’s self. But the third, created destructive and dangerous pyromancies. As the art of pyromancy began to spread, more and more adopted the techniques of the t
Day thirty seven
We decided it best to visit the least life threatening location first, but that sadly meant going about half way back to zora’s domain and we spent about an hour looking for the tree in the photo and when we found it, well according to Gwen I passed out which is why I’m writing this at night. But when I passed out, I saw a memory of me and Daphne’s daughter, Zelda, by the tree. I appeared to be training using a sword that seemed as familiar as the champions, and Zelda was observing the very object I used to find this place. As I was training she mentioned my father being a knight, I sadly have no memor
Two teams, two fortresses, one war. Not a war of good versus evil, but of man versus man, two teams, not of heroes and villains, but two teams, of men. Two teams, called red and blu. Each team with nine men, all different ages, different races, and different personalities. but no matter how different each team is they all have one thing in common, foolishness, it doesn't matter how long the battle goes on or how much blood is spilled they will never end the battle. until both sides realize their foolishness the war will go on forever, all until both sides lay down their weapons.
but they never will.
Day twenty five
I didn’t plan to make an entry until I reached the zora’s city but I encountered something, disturbing, to say the least. It has similar design to the divine beast and master cycle but it was, terrifying. It was a large octopus like automaton, which isn’t much on its own if it weren’t for the dog I saw it attack. It fired a large blue beam directly at its heart that killed the animal in an instant and set nearly everything around it on fire. I followed it for a few hours and ever time it saw an animal, it fired a beam directly at its heart, and whenever it did I felt as if mine stopped beating, if
You wake up, in the same cold, damp cell you call home. The same routine, the same people who always treat you horribly. And you decide you’ve had enough, that you’ve had enough of this horrible place, that it's time you break free of this prison. It takes days of planning, dozens of favors, and a bit of help from a friend. But you did it, your free, or so you though. They catch you, they drag you back into something worse than before. So you try again, and again, and again, and every time the same thing happens. You start to loose hope, to think that no matter what you do you’ll never really be free again. But you don̵
Links journal part two by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
Links journal part two
Day thirteen
Well it wasn’t too hot to travel during the day but it still was not preferable, I sustained a few injuries due to the heat making combat difficult. The largest issue I encountered was when I arrived at gerudo town, they would not allow any men into the city. Although I heard of a way a man could blend in with the crowd in the city, I don’t have the highest hopes and might just have to sneak in at night without being seen.but I don’t have enough strength to make it back to the oasis so I opened a shrine, similar to the ones on the plateau, and rested in the entrance chamber.
Day fourteen
I woke up and sta
Day one
I woke in a strange chamber earlier today, I left as soon as I could but on my way out I found some old clothes, a strange familiar looking device, and a stick. It’s been a few hours since then and I met an old man who, not only gave me this journal, but told me where I am. The chamber I awoke in was in an area called the great Plato, a mass of land raised above the rest of the region. I built a makeshift fire to sleep by for the night and will begin what the old man called “trials” at dawn.
Night one
Sleeping outdoors was a mistake. During nearly the whole night I couldn’t get away from strange pig
The written tale of shovel knight part 4 by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
The written tale of shovel knight part 4
Our hero was on his way back to the village, hoping to use the catapult to reach the next knight of the order, Propeller Knight, while a threatening adversary shovel knight had a few encounters with the knight in his past, while strong he knows a fight he can’t win, hopefully this should be an easy task. Nearly at the village, a large man who seemed familiar approached him.
“You’re the guy who took down Polar Knight right?” spoke the man.
“Yes, I am.” Our hero spoke perplexed.
“Your strong, and anyone willing to stand up to the order is an ally. Sorry about the attack earlier by the way. The nameR
The written tale of shovel knight part 3 by RadKnight101, literature
Literature
The written tale of shovel knight part 3
When our hero arrived at the troupple pond he was amazed to see that the man he encountered at the village was telling the truth about a creature half trout half apple. When our hero raised his troupple chalice the creature emerged and asked our hero if he required his aid. Our hero needed all the help he could get so our hero accepted. To his surprise the creature spat something into the chalice. According to the troupple king, this Ichir(pronounced eye-core, according to him) would heal all wounds and refill our hero's magic. This seemed like it would be beyond useful to his adventure. With this our hero began his journey back to the iron