(by Teepo)
Once I was a good fellow close to some, enemies of many. This is my story...I was brought into the world a dragon born of dragons...my parents were killed in a fierce battle with a demon and taken captive by the demon to make mass copies of them even stronger as dragon lords...who have the fierce color of red resembling hell's fire, and yet the strenngth of 4 dragons at once. Feraful of none I tried to stop the demon from slaying my parents but failed...he banished me to the isle of Rookguard saying I would never be able to grow and even challenge him... for he obviously knew of my strength. I was in the form of a dragon...a baby one at that...but he turned me into a human banning me as a newbie...The whole world of Tibia I looked upon as evil, I thought to myself everyone is out there to kill me...thieves....but noone killing each other by weaponry for it was forbidden..but the pushing of other "tibians" into holes so that they succumb to their death quickly was usually ! unopposed...me being one tried to mind my own buisness but fate as usual rides me like a horses saddle...I have come to near death many times but the looked upon vengence of my parents is keeps me alive...in my sleep at times I could hear the demon laughing mocking my every step...watching me little by little...Times passed in months and I could tell I was growing fast...made some friends but I knew that none of them would last...I reached an age where I felt I could go to the mainland Thais...but the demon tried to warn me not to...he told me if I were to go I would be hunted by all....but I would not care for with honor I would fall...And yes it was true it was actually my time...all I could think of was what occupation I would choose this time...my parents were dragons master of magic...but it did save them from the demon's manic...so I decided to become a paladin, after all...and then I passed through the Rookguard hall...
Part 2
After I passed through the hall I was greeted by a great druid Quentin....he sounded familiar but never the less I went on to proceed on this new land I have come across...you could hear noises everywhere...people yelling of PKs...for I knew not what that meant...Great knights and sorcerers were in the middle of this city....throwing these massive balls of fire...some flashing some staying....druids were running around with their summoned monsters...at first I greeted all this with fear...but I once again thought of my parent's death and I once again became strong...I saw the things these people had on and it was massive...appeared to be 100 times stronger than my pitiful yet great to me chain armor...studded legs and katana and copper shield....for I always refused to wear a helmet for it showed I had to honor to give mine enemy my full appearence...once I got there I did find out my equipment was obsolete....people of somewhat greater ages were running around with swords of fire...and shields that look like a picture of my father was drawn on them....for I found out later those were called dragon shields and at the time they were somewhat rare...and valuable wroth thousands of gold pieces...I went to to the forest for I was soon ready to begin my hunt for the demon who killed my mother...but I was confronted by a knight who saw me and told me he knew where the demon was and would help me kill it...his name was Chazon...he sounded familiar...as a matter of fact someone yelled it when they yelled "Chazon is a PK!" earlier...I decided to ask him why I heard someone yelling it...and he said it meant nothing just a little rumor...at that time I felt he was my 1st friend...I had no idea he was just doing this to kill me...he took me to this place called hell...I saw new monsters called ghouls and the great demon...for there were many of them....at least 3...my rage grew even greater...and I wanted to kill it...but Chazon said their strength was too! great...then he pulled out this massive weapon...so massive it took him 2 hands to hold it...and he struck me...on my face...without my helmet on...then again...I tried to run...but the pain was unbearable...he swung again...but I dodged...I tried to slice him with my katana...but he simply blocked it...it barely scratched his hammer of some sort....I thought about pleading with him not to kill me...but that would've gone against all I believe in...he stood there staring at me and surrounded me in fire...he told me he'd leave me there in critical condition...to be killed my the mino's...then I thought he was leaving for good....when he turned around and threw some kind of energy thing at me...
I died...I opened my eyes once more...to see Quentin again and all he said was "Hi" and this time I said bye and he said "Farewell, Teepo!"...for it was the first time I had ever heard my name...I looked upon myself and I was naked...all my equipment gone...I had another enemy on my li!st...I was almost growing to trust "tibians" but once again I have another reason to hate them...Chazon will die and by my hands he will...when he killed me he was of a knight with 14 decons of experience...don't ask me what it means...since I died I have only 7...then I saw him approach me again...he told me "nice loot" and attacked me more...this time I ran to Quentins...and he could only heal me to the minumum...I met another guy Ishaan Le Grand...nice fellow...he gave me some stuff and killed Chazon...but chazon returned...even though he died as well I still one day shall have my revenge...Ishaan gave me some equipment... and some spears...he told me I was a distance fighter and I should train till I have at least 60% accuracy on my opponents...so I did...I notices my decon's went up to 11 experience...and I had at least 56% by my mark...for I did it by staying out in the woods with spears...and training on bears and trolls and these horrible creatures once on newbie...rotwurms...I was so happy I could finally kill rotwurms...I was gaining money...I soon had at at least 12k and I wanted to buy some things for myself...I tried to purchase these things I wanted such as...plate armor...steel helmet...plate legs...and all sorts of things...Ishaan told me that I had enough to get these things...and that as a matter of fact he could sell em to me cheaper since I was a good friend and all...hehe... thought to myself friend...I never had one of those but I guess this is the beggining of a new friendship...
Part 3 soon....