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Hero Quest Chapter 1: Random Encounter Meanwhile, on a forested mountainside just outside the village, a young man was honing his skills. In his hands he held a double-edged sword nearly as long as he was tall, and in his heart he held a desire for greatness. His name was Derik. One day, Derik told himself, he would be a hero. That day would come sooner than he thought. Looking up from the carcass of the wild goat on which he had just practiced his swordsmanship, Derik spied the sun lowering over the western horizon. I'd better head home soon if I want to make it before it gets dark, he thought. Just then, a woman's scream pierced the air

Hero Quest Prologue: Resignation A man stood on a cliff overlooking a small village. His silver hair clashed with his swarthy skin in a seemingly unnatural manner. On his right hand was a silver gauntlet, and on his right hip was a black scabbard that housed a curved sword. Two things were obvious about this man: one, he was someone significant; and two, he was not someone to be trifled with. Behind him, a cluster of soldiers in red armor stood on the sparsely vegetated mountainside. One of them detached herself from the group and walked up to him, carrying her helmet under her arm. The soldier glanced behind her, and then said, "Commander

It was a sunny day in early autumn, about eight o'clock in the morning. Inside a sumptuous, white, two-story house stood several police officers. Their host lay under a white sheet on the living room floor. "Stand aside, chaps," said a small man who had just bustled through the front door. He wore a tweed vest and a bowler hat and walked with a confident stride. Another, larger man followed behind him, also smartly dressed and sporting spectacles and a moustache. The first man made a beeline for the corpse. He accosted a policeman. "Jennings! Doing well, I trust?" The officer looked up at him and frowned. "Jones…. I should have know

 Eric sat alone in the sterile white room, humming a tune and tapping his foot in an attempt to pass the time. He looked around the small room for a clock. Finding none, he frowned. Hadn't there been a clock the last time he was here? The door opened and a man walked in. He had black hair and a starched coat, the same pristine white as the walls. Eric looked up at him and smiled. "Ah, Dr. Chang!" he said brightly. "Mr. Eric Fleming. You look well. What seems to be the problem?" "Well, I've been having trouble sleeping," said Eric, his grin fading. "I've been feeling alright physically.... I figure it might have to do with stress at wo

Things I've Learned from Console Role-Playing Games 1. In any given town, there are about ten times as many people as houses. 2. The best way to get ahead in the world is to do menial chores for random people on the street. 3. The government doesn't issue money. It materializes when you beat up wildlife. 4. Only important people have first and last names. 5. Stores have an infinite stock of every item. 6. The farther from home you go, the more expensive hotels will be. 7. The quickest way to make friends with someone is to beat them up. 8. Anything immediately north of a building is invisible. 9. The world is toroidal, not spherical.