The second part: http: // blogs.Stopgame.ru/topic/38671/
9 154 words according to Microsoft Word 2007!
56 kilobyte text according to Windows 7!
And the first place according to the search results for the word "quest" on my computer.
This is … a spoiler-quest!
I don’t know, maybe someone had already done this, but once it occurred to me such a thought-to make a game or a book, in general, a story with a non-linear plot. It turned out a lot of endings, but only one true.
Do not be surprised that there is only a warrior path. I just thought it like a trilogy. If you have a little free time and you have nothing to do, then please evaluate my creation.
By the way, I inserted several Easter challes there in order to add interest.
And let your luck come with you.
___________________________________________________________________________________
There is a huge stone in front of you. It says: “You will go to the left – you will become a strong and brave warrior. You’ll go to the right – you will become a cunning and treacherous thief. You will go directly – you will become a wise and talented magician ". What road do you choose?
Our hero went along the left road and wandered into the road tavern. There were only three visitors in it: a bald and full man sitting at the entrance, a woman dressed in armor, most likely belonging to the genus of barbarians and a suspicious person closed by a hood, standing in the darkest corner. To which of them our hero headed?
-Great, kind person. Would you give me a small service? I walked this morning to hunt a deer, suddenly I see – a dragon. Well, I think the glorious will be lunch from the dragon, and ran after him. The dragon flies to grief, but what to do – I had to run after it. I climbed the mountain and I see that someone is already beating the dragon. Well, I think Salag will die, no matter how much. Drove the dragon into a corner and how it shouts that the trees were bent in three deaths. The dragon can’t understand anything, but the young man was swinging-and drove the dragon with a hammer. Well, I think, everything – he killed and prey to him. He went up to him, talked-a good man turned out to be, but only a brake is a little-I’ll tell him something, and he thinks about ten seconds what to answer-shells to see. They already wanted to disperse, but only the robbers fled to the noise. Well, we won them, but only the guy got into the knee. He told me that I could take all the treasures of the dragon, but he will not need it anymore, he says – he suddenly washed into the guards. Well, I am not a fool to refuse, but I just didn’t drag everything – I threw it under the bush with one inconspicuous. You run away after my bag and bring here-we will share everything in a part. Yes, just do not deceive me-in the bag, the casket for the lock is closed, and in it the cherished wealth is hidden. Well, let’s go something, otherwise it gets dark now.
How long, whether our hero walked briefly, following the map of a homemade. He walked through the river and the forest. And suddenly at night our hero was a female scream. You never know what could happen at night with a girl, and it was not clear whether it was something girl liked it or not. What did our hero decide?
Soon, the screams subsided and the hero went to complete the task with a light soul. Wolves who love to hunt at this time of day could be the main problem for him. But the hero was lucky. He safely reached the right edge, with difficulty, but found the desired bag and went back. On the way, nothing was disturbed again. The hero even became a little offensive – he is a warrior, not a simple messenger.
“Be careful with their desires – they can come true” – once he heard the hero from one sage. And, like all sages, he was right. A strange man in dark clothes and with a knife of the most time fled to meet the young warrior. The hero quickly threw off the bag, took out a sword from the scabbard and stood in a protective rack. The man hesitated a little, then moved one step. The hero with satisfaction took the bag in his free hand and, without releasing the sword from the other hand, went to a strange person.
-Don’t kill, ”the man asked softly. – I now realized that you are not from the simple. Yes, and I didn’t want to kill you, but only so – scare a little.
-It didn’t work out, – the hero summed up. – What should I do with you?
-I can help you. I’ll go with you.
-I don’t need a partner.
-And you think carefully. I can steal from my pockets, I know how to make inconspicuous poisons, I open any locks, I know a bunch of jokes ..
-Wait, wait, ”the hero interrupted him. – Castles, you say, you open?
-Almost everyone can hack.
The hero remembered the casket, which was locked on a reliable lock, but suddenly the thief could hack it? But in case of failure, the hero will be ashamed to bring a broken castle to a man from the tavern, and he will not reward him for trying to hack. It is also a sin to take the soul. So what did our hero decide?
-And you can? – the hero took out Jackbitcasino.uk a box from the bag and handed over to the robber. – You just do not have a fool, because I have a bow, but you can’t run away from the arrow.
-And you will let me go if I hack it?
-Yes, let’s go.
-Then for the matter.
The thief took out a master made out of his pocket and began to poke around in the castle. It was clear from his face that he had not yet met such castles. And, when it seemed that all efforts were already in vain, the casket clicked cheerfully and the lid opened by itself. And inside there was … a bunch of gold. The whole box was full of septims, and in the middle lay a gold ring with sapphire.
-Where did you find it? – the robber asked in surprise. – I have never seen so much money in my life!
-Give me here, ”the hero ordered. – Do not envy, but better blow from here, until I changed my mind to let go of. The hero himself was very surprised, but did not show.
-Maybe you … give me a little gold? Just a little bit. I just really need money, so I began to wait on the road of travelers. Moreover, without me, you would go with your box.
-So be it, ”the hero answered. – My mood rose, so hold, hmm … three hundred septims. And fifty more if you promise none of your own about me. The hero was not afraid of a meeting even with two robbers, but they attack their forehead very rarely. But the arrow aptly from the bushes would deprive the hero of a chance to enjoy her wealth.
-I promise.
-Well, here we agreed. Hold the money and do not leave anywhere until I lose sight of you, otherwise I know you – you will whip into the forest and kill me in five minutes.
-And this was not in thoughts, ”the thief said sincerely.
The hero put the box in a bag and headed toward the city, sometimes glancing back. The robber dutifully remained in the same place, re -reading the money earned. First of all, the hero decided to rent a room in the city tavern and count all the money in the box. The hero was a little ashamed to keep his promise given to a bald man from the tavern, but, having thought a little, he decided that this would serve as a bald lesson, and he would never trust such treasures to anyone.
The hero followed his plan: he entered the noisy city, went into the first tavern that came across, raked a trifle from his pocket and paid in one night. Rose to the second floor into the room with some excitement. There were definitely more than three thousand septims in the box, the hero intended to count everything to the last coin.
-Four thousand eight hundred and fifty -four septim! – the hero said triumphantly.
A picture of a bright future immediately arose in front of him: his own huge castle, a chic exotic garden, a pond on the edge, a beauty wife, children … But five thousand for all this will not be enough. It is necessary to invest money in some business, then in five years he will get rich and bring his dreams to life.
With these bright thoughts, the hero undressed, took the box with him to bed and fell asleep. What are the adventures now, what are the battles with insidious enemies now, when there are funds for the embodiment of almost any idea? Now a calm and long life awaits him, in which he will not refuse himself almost anything. But like a stone? He promised to make the hero a brave warrior. The stone deceived him? Or maybe the hero did something wrong?
-I don’t need anything from you. Go your way, ”the hero said generously.
-Thank you. Maybe you will see you again. I promise not to kill you for the amount, less than four hundred septims.
-Yeah. Thank you, ”the hero said sarcastically.
He picked up a bag from the ground, removed the sword in the sheath and went to the tavern ..
-Something you are fast,-the bald man from the tavern was surprised. – But this is for the better.
-Here is your bag intact and safety, ”the hero said. – Check if you want.
-I’ll check, how do you. So … well, yes, you did not deceive me: my mead is here, and the ingots are iron, and an ax, and my casket is coveted. So, let’s share the contents. Just go to my room – we will not seduce local mob.
Indeed, a lot of eyes looked at the mysterious box. And it was impossible to say that they were just curious to find out what lies in her.
The hero followed the bald to the second floor. He stopped at the far room, opened the door and invited him to enter. There was nothing special inside: there was a chest of drawers near the wall, there are two chairs and a table next to it, but on the contrary an uncleaned but clean bed. The hero sat on a chair, and the bald man settled on the bed.
-Now let’s see what is there, ”the man said intrigued. – I feel great luck.
-Come on.
-So that I fall into Oblivion! – exclaimed the man, opening the box – yes, here at least five thousand septim! And some kind of ring ..
-Such a bunch of money … – the hero exclaimed dreamily.
-I offer like this – I take money, and you are a ring. It is gold and in it the stone is blue – sapphire, probably. So you can sell it somewhere for three hundred and four septims. Agree?
-I want a reward with pure money.
-This is all mine in general. – the bald. – Hold what they give. You are so lucky that I gave you a ring.
-Good, – the hero agreed sadly.
-Keep and get out of here until I changed my mind.
The young warrior took the ring and left the tavern. He examined the ring – apparently, it was ancient, but not very valuable. It remained only to go to the city and find a jeweler.
It was raining outside. The dull landscapes of the city looked especially pessimistic now. The hero, hiding behind the rain with the skin of the wolf, walked along the shopping row and was looking for a jeweler. Despite the rain, it was quite crowded outside. The conversations of passers -by merged into the usual “city noise” only occasionally one could hear specific phrases of people. People talked about what the people in cities are talking about: about the weather, about taxes, about holidays, about rumors. Finally, he found the right shop called: "Jewelry for precious"
-You have gold necklaces? – asked the owner of the bench a beautiful girl with a scar on her face. – I am going to the bright.
-Of course there is. – the seller answered smiling. – I can choose such that Yarlova herself will envy. What is more interesting to you: with an emerald or ruby? Maybe a grenade? No, no, sapphire is definitely suitable for your blue eyes. I’ll show you now.
The seller went to the storage, and the hero began to inspect the windows. They had things simpler than gold necklaces, but also very expensive. The hero saw a ring similar to his trophy, only from silver. It cost 300 septim. Gold, of course, will add to the cost of the ring, but the most valuable part will remain sapphire.
-Here it is! – the seller exclaimed joyfully, entering the room. – Here is a mirror, you can look.
The girl put on a necklace, waved her blond hair, spreading the smell of wildflowers on the shop, circled at the mirror and returned the decoration of the merchant.
-Oh, – the owner smiled. – How beautiful you are. You, girl, need to protect yourself
-Thank you. – said the girl. It seems that the compliment was flattered. – I’ll take it. Although stand. You do not have, by chance, mmm … blue pearls?
-Sorry, such a treasure will not dare to store any merchant, and they do not buy this, usually. The owners of the blue pearl in our lands can be counted on the fingers. Yes, and if I had it, then it would cost much, much more than this necklace.
-Well, then I buy it. How much does it cost?
-Five hundred septims.
The hero in the face of the girl realized that she did not have that kind of money, and she climbed into her pocket soon in order to pull time with unpleasant recognition.
-I have only four hundred seventy -three septim. – the girl said sadly. – Maybe you’ll skin the price.
-I can’t do so much. Four hundred and ninety – my last word. I really like you, but I have a family-I need to feed them with something.
-I’ll add, ”the hero said unexpectedly for himself. – Here are twenty septims – now enough.
-If you count on something, then I’m not like that! – the girl exclaimed indignantly. – Take your money.
-No, what you. I just want to help.
-Well, then thanks. But only then no complaints – I have a witness.
-Of course, of course.
-Well, that’s fine! – said the owner of the shop. – What a gentleman! How much I work – this has never happened.
The girl paid, gratefully looked at the hero and left.
-Fell in love? – asked the seller. – Run after her?
-No, yes;That is, yes, no;That is … okay, forget.
– Then how can I help?
-Here, – the hero handed his ring to the jeweler. – How much will you take?
-Hm. Gold, the sapphire is large, clean, correct in shape … I’ll take it for three hundred.
-Little. Let’s go for three hundred thirty.
-Over three hundred twenty – I will return your twenty to you, so be it.
-I agree, ”the hero said sadly.
Putting the money in his pocket, he went outside and went to the nearest tavern. There he rented a room and immediately went to bed. He fell asleep for a long time – thought. I thought about mysterious stone, about adventure, about that girl.
-I missed something, ”the hero said to himself. -I definitely did something wrong.
This unpleasant feeling did not leave him until the morning. But, waking up and hearing in his pocket a cheerful ringing of coins, he perked up. And after the third mug of beer, I generally considered that everything is done for the better. But did he want that? Was he able to become a brave warrior? Rather, not. But life continued.
Soon the scream was a verse and turned into deaf moans, but the hero already understood where they came from – from a deep dark cave. Carefully, by touch the hero looked for the path in a narrow cave. For a long time he walked in impenetrable darkness until he saw a lit room. The hero accelerated the pace – and now he is in the Great Hall, in the center of which there is a huge stone and altar … And on the altar lies a tied fair -haired girl of indescribable beauty in one lower dress. She had a small scar on her right cheekbone, but he did not French her face at all. The hero rushed to untie her, but for a second thought that all this was like a cunning trap, and the girl could be a cunning illusion. So what did our hero do?
-We need to hurry!- The girl said. – Now the magician Rodlbmad will return here, and he is very strong! What should we do?
A difficult choice was faced with the hero: to escape while there was no one, or to accept the battle. What will he choose?
– Give me your bow, I will help you – the girl said. – Don’t worry – I can shoot.
The hero gave his bow, which he made his own hands back in childhood (for growth), and he himself armed himself with a long sword. I didn’t have to wait long-a minute later, a voice began to come from the corridor in the opposite part of the hall, singing something like: “Only … alcohol with a water on the table”. Soon the magician himself went into the hall: tall, thin, in a mantle and a funny hat. He went to the altar and published a terrifying cry.
-Now, ”the girl whispered.
The hero went sharply from behind the stone and ran to the magician. He extended his hand and pushed the hero to the wall. The young warrior hit the cold stone and felt the pain in his throat, but it wasn’t there-the girl shot at the magician from the bow, pulling the bowstring with all her might and … the arrow pierced the invisible barrier, not reaching some half of the junction to the head of the villain. Rodlbmad did not even look in her direction. He continued to push our hero into the wall. And now, when the young man already wanted to say goodbye to life, he heard the girl’s fearful cry:
-Hey, Rodlbmad. You want it?
The magician turned and dropped his jaw – in front of him was a naked beauty with red, like a fly agaric face, but with a challenge in her eyes. The hero did not know why exactly he pierced Rodlbmad with a sword: because he almost killed him, or because he blocked the girl. But the hero did not receive what he hoped for – when he took out the sword from the magician, his companion was already hiding behind the stone with the dress. As a novice knight, the young man gallantly waited, studying the pockets of the mantle of the magician. In them he found a handful of gold, some potion and pork intestine. Just when the hero removed the coins and a mysterious potion in his pocket, a girl came out from behind the stone and went up to him. To say that she was very embarrassed is to say nothing. The hero expected this, but he certainly did not expect what she did in a second – he spread him a delicious slap in the face.
-It’s all because of you, ”she said. -I also have a warrior-it cannot defeat some old man. Let’s get out of here.
The satellites safely got out of the cave and chose a place next to the small lake. The hero took out animal skins from his bag with stocks and built a small tent.
-I want to.- The girl complained. -I will go to that clearing and collect berries and mushrooms, and you go to us something meat.
The hero himself was hungry, but remembered this only when his companion said about food. He was busy with thoughts and pondered everything that happened. After long thoughts, he came to the conclusion that women are ungrateful creatures, which at least save, even do not save, they will still find a reason to be offended. With these thoughts, he began to gather hunting. Just now take him? Where will he go?
The hero took a bow, arrows, a small knife and headed towards the forest. He did not like the forest. Insects, snakes, mud crab in puddles and other reptiles did not contribute to a comfortable pastime in the forest. But there was a big game. The hero hoped to catch a rabbit, or maybe even a moose. After half an hour of wandering, he was already desperate to see at least some living creatures, but luck smiled at him, or maybe she covered him with a selected obscenity, because he stood a huge brown bear in front of him. The hero took out the bow and pulled the bowstring with trembling hands, aiming at the bear in the head. With non -beating legs, he slowly retreated, but the bear reduced the distance, growling wildly. The hero released the arrow and hit … a bear in the ear. He roared in pain and the young warrior realized that he had only angry a bloodthirsty animal. It was too late to run and in a panic the hero began to rush into the bear with anything: arrows, dagger. And so, when the bear was already a few meters from the warrior, he took out the potion of Rodlbmad from his pocket and threw it right in the face. At first, the bear did not even feel a blow, but then his nose began to grow. He became more and more and soon the bear could no longer see the hero. The young warrior was not at a loss: he picked up a dagger from the ground and stuck it right in the middle of a huge nose of a bear. The bear howled and fell without feelings. The hero could not believe that this could kill a bear, so he stuck a knife in his heart. The nose began to decrease – and now there are 400 kilograms of not resistant meat in front of the warrior. Only now the hero realized that he killed a brown bear – one of the most dangerous creatures in the world. Toly, he was so proud of his act, or he wanted to boast of prey in front of the girl, but he was able to drag a huge carcass to the camp, where his companion was already able to make fire (to his great surprise).
-You killed a bear? – the girl exclaimed in surprise. The hero stood in a proud pose and stepped on prey with one foot. – Why did you do it?! I love bears! Once one of them saved me from the wolves!
The hero could not come to his senses. He hoped to make peace with a mysterious stranger, but instead offended her again.
-I will not eat him, ”the girl said offended. – Eat it myself, and I will cook my mushrooms!
The hero has never been so close to despair. He risked his life in order to feed her, and she was also offended. The hero plunged into long thoughts again.
Soon night came. The girl climbed into the tent, but refused to let the hero. Fortunately, the day was clear, and the young warrior fell asleep with a strong heroic sleep under bright stars.
The next morning the girl in the camp was not. Also disappeared onions, arrows, remains of mushrooms and berries and one skin of a wolf. It would be too roughly describing the hero’s thoughts about the stranger and about women in general. But he experienced not only anger. A feeling of loss of something, something more important than the bow and arrows tormented him. He wanted to see the girl again, wanted to listen to her, even if she scolded him on what is the light. Yeah, it is generally difficult with women, it’s a pity that we are not given a second chance.
The hero took a fishing rod, a net, dug up worms and went to a distant lake. He reached without adventure, so he quickly found a place for himself, threw a fishing rod and began to wait.
Without bait, as the hero considered, he will sit for a long time. But suddenly the fishing rod jerked sharply, so much so that the Chud did not jump out of the hands of a young warrior. The hero panicked and ran to the fish. Just being waist -deep in the water, he came to his senses and began to pull the fish to himself. The long struggle ended with the fact that the fish jumped right in the hands of the hero. He could not miss such a chance. The hero swung and threw the fish ashore, so much that he fell into the water. Painfully knocking on the bottom, he opened his eyes under water and saw a bivalve mollusk (well, at least he looked like those depicted in the books on zoology that he read in childhood). And now the hero stands on the shore, holding fish and molluska in his hands, wet to the thread, but pleased with the result of fishing. And now he already wanted to return to the camp, as he remembered (all from the same book) that there are pearls inside the so -called shells. If he is lucky, then he will be able to make an expensive gift to his mysterious companion. The hero neatly opened the wings and, about luck, discovered a large pearl of blue inside. The hero hoped that the pearl would be purely white, or, at least, pinkish. But there is nothing to do – and so it will go.
-Wow! Hands, or something, fishing? – the girl asked a shame. – And the fish is good – the ide. And what a hefty one! Well done. The girl grabbed the fish from the hero’s hands and began to cleanse her from scales. The young warrior decided to give her the pearl later – in the evening.