Prologue
It was a dark time for the earth. The three evil brothers: Mephisto, Lord of Hatred, Baal, Lord of Destruction, and the most powerful of all, Diablo, Lord of Terror had grown powerful after killing many arch-angels and running their minions rampant over the earth. Trying to regain some authority, many mortal men and women become holy fighters known as Rogues (women) and Paladins (men). Recently the older two brothers were defeated and banished, but one remained too powerful to conquer, Diablo.
On a dark night the quests of a young Paladin begin. He has no idea that he will soon be one of the most famous people of all time. It all starts in an outpost somewhere in the west-land beyond the great Pandemonium Fortress. Glacian the Paladin, Armious the blacksmith, and Jacob the potions master were visiting the Keldon Outpost in the west. The outpost had many citizens living within its weather-torn walls. The guards, equip with bows and arrows were asleep, lying against the walls. All of a sudden the giant wooden doors were blown open and a breath of cold air swept into the warm outpost.
A gasp came from the crowd, as the figure that walked in was stranger than any had seen in their lives. The doors slammed shut behind him and the guards arose to find a dark wanderer in the middle of the huge outpost. Points and whispers filled the room as the wanderer sat down. He was covered completely in a dirty brown robe. None of his face was visible; it looked as if he was wearing a black mask. His movements were slow and drawn out as if he had all the time in the world to do whatever he wanted. After a few seconds, quiet was restored except for the card playing and beer drinking.
The wanderer got up and stood in the middle of the room near the fire. Assuming he was warming up, no one was surprised at this gesture. No one but Glacian. The wanderer began to shake, Jacob looked up. He began to shake more violently, Armious and a few other men looked up. Then came a scream, which pierced the air and grabbed everyone's attention. Light sprayed out of the wanderer onto everywhere there was fire or an open patch of dirt. The fire sprung out of the fireplace and into the air, encased in it were skeletons and corpses, they waved as if trying to escape. Out of the ground swarmed giant worms and maggots. Skeletons with swords poured into the room and began slicing at many people, killing them. Men fought, but were over-powered by the incredibly strong skeleton warriors. As this was going on, the wanderer seemed to be spinning in a blaze in the middle of the room, setting everything on fire as he went. Jacob stood up with a sword in hand but was knocked down cold with the blunt end of a skeleton's knife. Glacian ducked under a table, out of view of the fray. They saw Armious cut a maggot in half, then another, then a third, but eventually become swarmed over and eaten. Then the wanderer fell to the ground, the fire died down to its original size, the maggots and worms seep back into the holes, and all the slain men dissolved into bones. The wanderer got up and walked out the door into the winter blizzard. The whole outpost was blazing and Glacian had no choice but to follow, and find out who the wanderer was. As he left, he saw the wanderer in the distance, slowly walking east.
It was a dark time for the earth. The three evil brothers: Mephisto, Lord of Hatred, Baal, Lord of Destruction, and the most powerful of all, Diablo, Lord of Terror had grown powerful after killing many arch-angels and running their minions rampant over the earth. Trying to regain some authority, many mortal men and women become holy fighters known as Rogues (women) and Paladins (men). Recently the older two brothers were defeated and banished, but one remained too powerful to conquer, Diablo.
On a dark night the quests of a young Paladin begin. He has no idea that he will soon be one of the most famous people of all time. It all starts in an outpost somewhere in the west-land beyond the great Pandemonium Fortress. Glacian the Paladin, Armious the blacksmith, and Jacob the potions master were visiting the Keldon Outpost in the west. The outpost had many citizens living within its weather-torn walls. The guards, equip with bows and arrows were asleep, lying against the walls. All of a sudden the giant wooden doors were blown open and a breath of cold air swept into the warm outpost.
A gasp came from the crowd, as the figure that walked in was stranger than any had seen in their lives. The doors slammed shut behind him and the guards arose to find a dark wanderer in the middle of the huge outpost. Points and whispers filled the room as the wanderer sat down. He was covered completely in a dirty brown robe. None of his face was visible; it looked as if he was wearing a black mask. His movements were slow and drawn out as if he had all the time in the world to do whatever he wanted. After a few seconds, quiet was restored except for the card playing and beer drinking.
The wanderer got up and stood in the middle of the room near the fire. Assuming he was warming up, no one was surprised at this gesture. No one but Glacian. The wanderer began to shake, Jacob looked up. He began to shake more violently, Armious and a few other men looked up. Then came a scream, which pierced the air and grabbed everyone's attention. Light sprayed out of the wanderer onto everywhere there was fire or an open patch of dirt. The fire sprung out of the fireplace and into the air, encased in it were skeletons and corpses, they waved as if trying to escape. Out of the ground swarmed giant worms and maggots. Skeletons with swords poured into the room and began slicing at many people, killing them. Men fought, but were over-powered by the incredibly strong skeleton warriors. As this was going on, the wanderer seemed to be spinning in a blaze in the middle of the room, setting everything on fire as he went. Jacob stood up with a sword in hand but was knocked down cold with the blunt end of a skeleton's knife. Glacian ducked under a table, out of view of the fray. They saw Armious cut a maggot in half, then another, then a third, but eventually become swarmed over and eaten. Then the wanderer fell to the ground, the fire died down to its original size, the maggots and worms seep back into the holes, and all the slain men dissolved into bones. The wanderer got up and walked out the door into the winter blizzard. The whole outpost was blazing and Glacian had no choice but to follow, and find out who the wanderer was. As he left, he saw the wanderer in the distance, slowly walking east.