Story One day, in Medieval times. You were passing by a cave, being the adventurous one you decided to take a peek. But what you did not know was that this cave was infested with dragons... Once you entered and heard the large growls and roars, you knew that your fate was sealed, you would become food to nourish the savage beasts. But Arkie the eldest and the most intelligent of the dragons stood up for you and said, "Puny human, do you wish to live? If you do, you shall forever be our slave, and if you refuse... You shall be burnt to a crisp" You nodded and ever since that day you have been doing various deeds for the dragons along with other slaves that have since gathered up. You and the others' main plan is to slay them, but all of you are all too weak. You have to grow stronger.
So basically, a spin off of RPGs... Instead of you enslaving the Dragon, The dragon enslaves YOU. You have to perform daily tasks successfully for the Dragons, if you fail you lose the game. Once you succeed in your task you may do as you wish, but a tiny dragon will be monitoring your movements so you may not do everything.
Name:[Your name, medieval if you please] Age:[18-56] Gender:[M or F] Appearance:[What your character looks like] Level:0/10 Exp HP:25/25 SP:25/25 MP:25/25 Energy:100/100 Weapon:Rusty Short Sword or Rigged Bow and Arrows or Wooden Stave Off-hand:N/A Armor:Worn Rags Accessory:N/A Accessory:N/A Allies:N/A Pets:N/A Inventory:Apple, Flint Gold:0
Name:Flamen fleur-de-lys Age: 19 Gender:M Appearance:Flamen was always a quiet, withdrawn boy, being of short stature and having a weak build, although he was always quick to help those who do not mock him. Now, since he came to the infernal, darned cave, his eyes and soul have burned with nothing but pure hate. Hate of the dragons. Level:2/10 Exp HP:25/25 SP:25/25 MP:15/25 Energy:85/100 Weapon:Wooden Stave Off-hand:N/A Armor:Worn Rags Accessory:N/A Accessory:N/A Allies:N/A Pets:N/A Spells:Mana Bolt - Shoot a bolt of magic at the enemy. Costs 10 MP. Inventory:Apple, Flint Gold:20
I ask him, "Ok, but with so many tough beasts to hunt, can you lend me a stronger wand or staff?"
Name: John Locke Age:24 Gender: M Appearance:medium height, long brown hair, brown eyes Level:0/10 Exp HP:25/25 SP:25/25 MP:25/25 Energy:90/100 Weapon:Rusty Short Sword Off-hand:N/A Armor:Worn Rags Accessory:N/A Accessory:N/A Allies:N/A Pets: Eppelbaum the Gray Wolf Inventory:Apple, Flint Gold:0
I name my Gray Wolf "Eppelbaum" and take the other dead woles back to the dragons, laying them at the Elder Dragon's feet.
