Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26545936-20160903191333/@comment-27013478-20160905010445

Out of nowhere, a warrior clad in leather armor appears, sword raised over his head, with the intent to banish and unspeakable evil from his land. And with that, his blade strikes into the ground, capable of cutting through wind itself, again, that's not that hard if you have a sharp object, but the damn thing is still relatively heavy. It's a steel blade, that's pretty much it. Upon striking the ground, the warrior shouts, not even paying attention to his surroundings.

"I banish thee, foul demon, and along with you, thine curse shall be lifted and this land cleansed of its corruption! In the name of our Lord!"

Only when he didn't hear the demonic screech he was expecting, did he open his eyes, and scanned his surroundings. And then he realized. He fucked up.

"Err, wasn't I having a battle to the death with a demonic overlord or something? Pretty sure I wasn't just plainly standing in the middle of a field, and why is everything made out of...block?! Where am I? And why in the name of shit am I having a monologue over here?"

The warrior wandered. He'll be named warrior for now, seeing as no one even bothered to mention his name yet, not even himself. And so, he scanned his surroundings yet again, looking into the distance of this new and square realm.