Bearrel
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Hey there! Sorry for being late, I got a little busy with my sister's graduation and stuff. But, I have completed the first part of the story 
This is an intro into the game, like how it all started etc. Sorry if it's bad, I haven't wrote stories in a while xD
So here it is:
May of 1354 in some unknown land….
In the dark, black night, two men, carrying shovels in one hand, dragged a heavy chest across the forest floor. Leaves crunched. Twigs snapped. The chest squeaked. After minutes of dragging, the men stopped to catch their breath.
“I—I can’t do this….anymore” the first man puffed.
“Oh come on, we just have to go a bit deeper into the woods”, said the second man.
“I am not going any further into the woods!” the first man snapped. “We will bury this chest right here. It’s not like the King is going to send his knights to find out how far into the woods we buried this.”
“But the King clearly ordered that this chest is to be buried as far away from the village as possible!”, the second man exclaimed. “It’s for the safety of all!”
“No! I am done. Now grab your shovel and start digging”, the first man yelled back. “And anyways, I am going to leave this village with my family very soon. The Royals get into trouble and peasants like us have to suffer. Heed my words, you should probably leave too”.
The second man sighed. He knew his fellow peasant friend was right. No matter how deep into the woods they buried the chest, this land would stay cursed. The Royal’s mistake was destined to spell doom for the village.
The men finished digging the hole. Thunder rumbled. Lightning illuminated the dark sky. The chilly wind began to howl. Before placing the chest into the hole, the men took a good look at. The chest was made of incredibly old wood, so old that it was beginning to rot. It was bordered with rusted iron and locked with a dusty black lock. The lock had a seal of a wolf. Blood was leaking through the cracks. They stood there for a few moments in silence. In the distance, a wolf howled, breaking the eerie silence. The men quickly placed the chest into the hole, covered it, and ran back to the village.
“God save this village”.
May of 2020
Far away from the buzzing city life, there is a small village known as Hazelwood. Hazelwood is a sanctuary where wildlife flourishes, and its old buildings are filled with rich history of the medieval times. The village is a perfect tourist spot. In fact, tourists are the source of income for the residents of the village, who formerly lived in cities and decided to move here. With ample revenues, the residents live in peace and prosperity. They breath fresh air from the lush, green trees, eat the organic crops, fruits, and vegetables they grow from their gardens, and drink from freshwater ponds nearby.
All the residents know each other and treat each other as family. No crime is committed in the village, because all villagers trust each other and help each other out in bad times. Despite living such a simple lifestyle, the villagers are well connected with the rest of the world. They are educated, know how to use technology, and are aware of the modern culture. This attracted more city folks to live in Hazelwood, and the villagers accepted them with open arms.
But that peace and prosperous time came to an end when a curious city folk decided to hunt for treasures, using his metal detector, in the forbidden forest. He eventually came across the same mysterious chest that was buried centuries ago. Eager to find riches, he broke the lock and opened the chest. As soon as he opened the chest, the sky darkened, the wind roared, lightning struck, and wolves howled. Five spirits, darker than the abyss itself, came out and surrounded the person. The spirits flung the person into the sky and let him fall to his death. The curse was unleashed. The spirits descended onto the village, possessing 5 villagers. No one knew who exactly the possessed villagers were. According to the ancient legends, these spirits were of powerful dire wolves. Those wolves ruled the forest, preventing the King from extending his empire. The greedy King ordered them to be slain and locked into a chest, in which the wolves formed into evil spirits. Thus, the possessed werewolves turned into werewolves, who only came into their true form at night to kill a villager.
The villagers of Hazelwood were frightened. They no longer knew who to trust, yet they decided to work together anonymously to slay these werewolves. However, old, bitter grudges and the chaos gave birth to a killer, who had one goal: kill all the villagers and the werewolves.
Will the villagers be able to kill all the werewolves and killer, or perish to the curse? Will the werewolves complete their revenge, or be stopped by the village? Will the killer complete their ambition? Who will survive?
Let the hunt begin...
Players:
You will soon be assigned your roles through convos. That's where you will do your tasks at night. HAPPY HUNTING >=)
This is an intro into the game, like how it all started etc. Sorry if it's bad, I haven't wrote stories in a while xDSo here it is:
May of 1354 in some unknown land….
In the dark, black night, two men, carrying shovels in one hand, dragged a heavy chest across the forest floor. Leaves crunched. Twigs snapped. The chest squeaked. After minutes of dragging, the men stopped to catch their breath.
“I—I can’t do this….anymore” the first man puffed.
“Oh come on, we just have to go a bit deeper into the woods”, said the second man.
“I am not going any further into the woods!” the first man snapped. “We will bury this chest right here. It’s not like the King is going to send his knights to find out how far into the woods we buried this.”
“But the King clearly ordered that this chest is to be buried as far away from the village as possible!”, the second man exclaimed. “It’s for the safety of all!”
“No! I am done. Now grab your shovel and start digging”, the first man yelled back. “And anyways, I am going to leave this village with my family very soon. The Royals get into trouble and peasants like us have to suffer. Heed my words, you should probably leave too”.
The second man sighed. He knew his fellow peasant friend was right. No matter how deep into the woods they buried the chest, this land would stay cursed. The Royal’s mistake was destined to spell doom for the village.
The men finished digging the hole. Thunder rumbled. Lightning illuminated the dark sky. The chilly wind began to howl. Before placing the chest into the hole, the men took a good look at. The chest was made of incredibly old wood, so old that it was beginning to rot. It was bordered with rusted iron and locked with a dusty black lock. The lock had a seal of a wolf. Blood was leaking through the cracks. They stood there for a few moments in silence. In the distance, a wolf howled, breaking the eerie silence. The men quickly placed the chest into the hole, covered it, and ran back to the village.
“God save this village”.
May of 2020
Far away from the buzzing city life, there is a small village known as Hazelwood. Hazelwood is a sanctuary where wildlife flourishes, and its old buildings are filled with rich history of the medieval times. The village is a perfect tourist spot. In fact, tourists are the source of income for the residents of the village, who formerly lived in cities and decided to move here. With ample revenues, the residents live in peace and prosperity. They breath fresh air from the lush, green trees, eat the organic crops, fruits, and vegetables they grow from their gardens, and drink from freshwater ponds nearby.
All the residents know each other and treat each other as family. No crime is committed in the village, because all villagers trust each other and help each other out in bad times. Despite living such a simple lifestyle, the villagers are well connected with the rest of the world. They are educated, know how to use technology, and are aware of the modern culture. This attracted more city folks to live in Hazelwood, and the villagers accepted them with open arms.
But that peace and prosperous time came to an end when a curious city folk decided to hunt for treasures, using his metal detector, in the forbidden forest. He eventually came across the same mysterious chest that was buried centuries ago. Eager to find riches, he broke the lock and opened the chest. As soon as he opened the chest, the sky darkened, the wind roared, lightning struck, and wolves howled. Five spirits, darker than the abyss itself, came out and surrounded the person. The spirits flung the person into the sky and let him fall to his death. The curse was unleashed. The spirits descended onto the village, possessing 5 villagers. No one knew who exactly the possessed villagers were. According to the ancient legends, these spirits were of powerful dire wolves. Those wolves ruled the forest, preventing the King from extending his empire. The greedy King ordered them to be slain and locked into a chest, in which the wolves formed into evil spirits. Thus, the possessed werewolves turned into werewolves, who only came into their true form at night to kill a villager.
The villagers of Hazelwood were frightened. They no longer knew who to trust, yet they decided to work together anonymously to slay these werewolves. However, old, bitter grudges and the chaos gave birth to a killer, who had one goal: kill all the villagers and the werewolves.
Will the villagers be able to kill all the werewolves and killer, or perish to the curse? Will the werewolves complete their revenge, or be stopped by the village? Will the killer complete their ambition? Who will survive?
Let the hunt begin...
Players:
- Karma (@xFire_ )
- unworthy (@unworthy )
- Ben (@B3N )
- Zoey (@• Zoey • )
- Icy (@IcyMelantha )
- Wolfie (@~Wolfie~ )
- Maegan (@_HammyMaegan_ )
- Ally (@AllyMac_ )
- Maddie (@athxna)
- Jana (@blackjana )
- Thomas (@XThomasXPlayzX )
- liz (@lizuwu )
- Rose (@vintagerose )
- Arwaffles (@arwaffles )
- Ham (@_HamsomeHam_ )
- Venus (@zVenus )
- Jahs (@_HamTastic_ )
- Nava (@chrysos)
- Sphynxx (@Sphynxx )
- fewerrr (@fewerrrr )
You will soon be assigned your roles through convos. That's where you will do your tasks at night. HAPPY HUNTING >=)
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