So last night was the end of my four year stint playing Egill Skullagrim, now Prince Egill Skullagrim, Warden of the North West, Lord of Standford and the underground city of Zhufubar. Dragon Slayer, Good Man of the North and one of the Hero's of the Nation.Finder of the lost city of the Dwarves, and second in line to the king.
This all from the start as a lowly third son of the duke of Glaston. Who didn't want to end up a priest. So acting as a fop keeps himself in trouble with his family, by showing his incompetence when ever in their presence. This lead to the first suicide mission from the King to save the lands from the demon invasion. The joy of being the third son. But Egill's competence shone through when he was away from the court. Working his way up to Duke equal to his father, then being temporarily exiled to a foreign land for hitting on the kings wife. To fighting off a undead invasion to being lost in time the 1800s to the home coming and then getting lost in the under mountain and finding the lost city and peoples of the dwarves. Then coming home to find his lands stolen by the mad king (son of the old king) who killed Egill's father. The war for the lands of the north and our eventual freeing of the North west's people an the routing of the mad king, his brother being crowned the king of the northern continent, and being blessed by the Green dragon of magic with at his request to live as long as the dragons themselves. (Other people wished for more useful things)
This then being reincarnated at Roger the fat Accountant gun nut trying to figure out why sometimes he was awesome and sometimes he was a fat accountant. To saving the world for a fourth time and meeting the Dragon's of Magic again, and acknowledging that they had made him and his Man at arms, mage and spy master Avatars of the world.
Then in the finally of the game. That last big fight, the death of the Mage (Hippy chick) To join with her dragon amulet to defeat the Dark Elf Mage, While Egill risked life and limb to stop said Dark elf Mage form casting on my team. Explosive fireballs, Man at arms decapitating demons, my spy master thrusting a rapier through brain of a demon making a record damage role of 105 hit points and not to be upstaged the Man at arms did 87 hit points to the neck of another demon, all the while I never laid a blade on that damnable mage, just kept him busy. Save through 6 magic attacks directed at my character alone only to have the finishing blow taken from me as the last attack I made the Mage blinked me 3 meters away. The Man at Arms took that shot as our Mage sacrificed her life to ensure that shot got through.
I had questions but as usual Lan my Man at arms just wanted to go home and so the green dragon took the opportunity to make it so.
Thus questions unanswered and our mage lost. Our story of four years ended.
It was spectacular, wonderful, sad and a load of fun.
Four years of playing basically the face of a team in the a status'd game was fun, hard work and worth every second. I felt like I played in a novel of epic proportions.