Author's corner: alright, I lied. I'm doing a chapter based on the public reaction to the broadcast of what the Wild Hunt did.
PS: A few other people will factor into this setup, some very significantly. references to World of Warcraft and several other places are made in this chapter.
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The broadcast started out same as always. Eternity Mirror doing whatever the hell they wanted, and the devs. not giving a damn about what happened, despite the fact that new players had stopped playing half the avalible races because of Eternity Mirror's new policies. Then, the trouble started.
A messenger ran up to the reporter as he was finishing a conversation with the leader of the second-most powerful guild, Sons of Lothar to report something. The reporter's face grew completely incredulous as the messenger spoke, then abruptly laughed.
When she had finished laughing, she, still supressing chuckles of mirth, turned to face the audience, and said. "It appears that a small guild has declared war on eternity mirror."
The news shocked the world. No guild, no matter how big, would think of taking on eternity mirror alone. they would pull in whatever alliances they could, even nine of the top ten gulids would'n dare march to war without all other guilds riding with them. inter-guild politics(Eternity Mirror had effectivly bought out the third most and fifth most powerful guilds) kept the major guilds from attacking. The idea that one guild, with now connections whatsoever, would fight Eternity Mirror by itself, was insane. While the fight, or rather slaughter, as it was to be called, was to be broadcasted that night, everyone knew the outcome. Eternity Mirror would win, and then repeat kill the transgressors until they stopped playing. Only thirty players, and three hundred and fifty people worldwide knew the true outcome of the fight.
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The broadcast started at 7:00, PM, at Eastern Standard Time. Nothing happened for about five minutes, until a loud roar shook the earth. This roar was followed by a howl, and then a gnome bursting from the trees.
Three and a half feet tall, body built like superman, and coated in some form of steel, the gnome charged through all forms of attacks. Armor-penetraiting arrows used for Piercing Shots clattered against the armor, meteors burned up and faded into the gnome's slipstream, and hexes so vile, the air turned black, dissapated against a hemisphere of golden energy surrounding the gnome. The gnome hit the wall at mach 1, and crumbled in a section of the wall fifty feet wide and ten feet thick. when the dust cleared, two more figures could be seen standing at the breach. one was a leonin, a man with the head of a lion, clad in simple leather armor. He let loose a roar that shook heaven and earth, then charged the massed warriors waiting beyond the rubble.
The other figure, a Dryad in simple clothing, started singing, then started killing people, then started teleporting, the started summoning allies. the first was a troll with shields the size of cars, then a dragonkin(different from draconian, as dragonkin look like human dragons, as opposed to draconians, which are humans gifted with draconic magic) clad in ice-blue plate. Many more warriors joined the fray as the fight went on. A swordsman clad in beginer's clothes ded half-red, half-black. A human paladin, an orcish berserker, and many others. after half a minute, the order to retreat was given, and Eternity mirror fell back. then, all thirty members of this new guild chose a different path, and walked seperately towards the center of the city, the castle. whenever an assassin or some other sneaky character tried to take down one of the figures, they were killed without remorse. the final battle in the castle grounds was terrifying, to say the least.
Only one of the figures took part in the battle, though all thirty were present. A man with the horns of a deer walked through the ranks of Eternity Mirror, then started killing people without touching them, or even doing anythng. the last thousand members of a guild that once had two million members was wiped out by wolves with tounges of green flame summoned by the man with horns. The reporter, who had managed to cover half of the guild during all the footage, then started moving closer, as the horned one picked up Harstijorinn. the folowing diolouge was picked up as the horned one held Hardstijorinn at arm's length.
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Horned one: "So now, after all your warriors, all your armies,all your defenses, have crumbled, I find one not even worthy of the title of "one-hundreth most powerful player in Arcania Onine"
Hardstijorinn: "You will die! I will kill you and claim the title of strongest player!"
Horned one: "No, you will not. You will vanish from this world."
The horned one drew a sword as Hardstijorinn kicked at him in a futile attempt to escape. "You have been the bane of this world, a pox upon the land. now, I will remove you as a docter would a tumor." Whispered the horned one in Hardstijorinn's ear, then, in a louder voice, called "Any last words?"
Hardstijorinn: "Gah! #^&# you, %@&#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Horned one: "then die."
The Horned One sliced the head off of Hardstijorinn, then threw the body out to the wind. As the wind picked up, Hardstijorinn's body turned into a pixelated image before fading from existence. The Horned One Turned, looked Straight at the reporter, who was hiding in a shadow, then crossed the gap in three quick bounds, and killed her with brutail casualness. Thus ended the Broadcast.
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The forums exploded with discussions about the new guild, labeled by many as "The Mirror Breakers". Most were devoted to the subject of how they got so powerful
ThatRandomWierdo: I think that they hacked the game. Simple as that.
Crazyfox: You're forgetting that the game is hack-proof.
ThatRandomWierdo: Maybe it's not, but the devs just want us to think that.
Crazyfox: You just don't understand, and are looking for answers where none can be found. I don't need to talk with you.
Crazyfox leaves chat.
Most forums were like this for the next two weeks. Then, suprising everybody, Fox News announced that they would be interviewing one of the members of The Mirror Breakers. The backlash was astounding. Viewing rates soared at 5:00 Pm EST on 9/20/47. the interview started, and with the self-same reporter who recorded the broadcast, a man of about thirty-three, 6' 2", and built like a rock walked in. The man introduced himself as Iskoma, as that was his name in-game. Once he was situated, the reporter started asking questions.
Reporter: "So, we are told that you are a member of the Mirror-Breakers guild. Is that true?"
Iskoma: "well, First off, I don't know where the name
Reporter: "So, why did you attack Eternity Mirror?"
Iskoma: "Well, we were angry at the new draft, and also we felt that they needed to go anyway. Kurnonos just went off the deep end once he heard about the draft.
Reporter: "Kurnonos? Who is that?"
Iskoma: "Kurnonos is our guild leader, and the most powerful of all of us. He Killed Hardstijorinn at the end."
Reporter: "Oh, so he tells you what to do."
Iskoma: "More like sets out guidelines and tells us to have fun."*snorts* "He has zero leadership skills."
Rporter; "You mentioned guidelines. WWhat are they?"
Iskoma: "well, the first one is to come when he calls a hunt. that is one, then there's no taking potshots at guilds for fun. No killing random people. No leaveling random small villages, and No summoning ice ages at the height of summer."
Reporter: "So basically, don't do anything stupid"
Iskoma: "yes"
Reporter: I know that this is intrusive, but, which member of the guild are you?"
Iskoma: "Ha Ha Ha HA Ha!" He threw back his head and laughed. "I'll tell you, not that it'll be much use for you. I'm the dragonkin. The guy who summons ice ages."
Reporter: "So, you're telling me that you can summon ice ages?"
Iskoma: "Yes."
Iskoma glances down at a watch, then says "gotta go. Kurnonos said that I could only talk for ten minutes, or he'd throw me in a volcano with a death binding on me."
Reporter: "Death Binding?"
Iskoma: "Not now, talk with me in-game if you have questions."
And with that, Iskoma ran out of the studio, slamming the door behind him.
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