A/N: Excuse the language. What happened after my guild got the first alliance was not pretty.
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The Adventures of the Guild with the Really Odd Name.
Wyeth's WoEful Experience.
"Hi, my name is Wyeth Collo, and I want to kill myself. But before I do that, I want to kill my friends. Okay, yes, I'm angsting. I don't really want to kill myself. My friends however, I DO want to kill."
"YOU SON OF A PORING!"
Wyeth turned around and smirked at the knight who was encased in three feet worth of Ice Wall. Next to the knight, a crusader whacked wildly at the magical blocks of ice. Giving a few quick incantations, a few dozen or so more spikes of ice appeared in place of the ones that the crusader just destroyed.
The crusader, AKA Dracoknight, groaned and just sat back. It was pointless.
Rikazen and Dracoknight had promoted, thanks to a little bit of luck, a good amount of help from their wizard friend, and a curse fest that would make a sailor blush.
"I think porings are cute." Wyeth shrugged calmly. "Now, how would you like to die? Storm Gust? Lord of Vermillion? How about a nice Frost Diver followed by a good Jupiter Thunder? Would you like that?"
"HOW ABOUT YOU TAKE YOUR ARC WAND AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR MMPGHOF."
Dracoknight quickly put his hand over Rikazen's mouth. If Wyeth gets any more pissed, he might really kill them. What really made Wyeth so pissed? Well, we must go back a few days…
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(Sudden Flashback)
Wyeth walked out of the inn in a daze, while Rikazen and Dracoknight remained to discuss the terms of the alliance with the crusader. Akua tagged out with him, chuckling slightly at the sight of her rather disgruntled boyfriend.
"Should I keep badmouthing the guild?" Wyeth asked aimlessly, not even looking at the green haired acolyte. "Because it seems every time I say something, the opposite happens."
Akua sighed and hugged Wyeth. "Oh stop being so down. This is a good thing. Now, I gotta go train if I ever wanna become a priestess."
"It's been a while, what's taking you so long?"
"I'm lazy." She stuck her tongue out at him, gave him a quick peck and rushed off to kill the armies of the undead… or more likely to go home and watch TV. Wyeth sighed. He looked down at a nifty watch he picked up a while ago. It was late in the afternoon. He walked up to the Prontera fountain and took a quick left. It was the perfect time to go hunt Creamies.
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"Okay, so because of the sheer size of your guild, you will be able to help us attain a castle."
"Yes." The crusader across Rikazen and Dracoknight said. "In return, you will assist us in defense whenever necessary and vice versa."
"Okay, agreed. Then it's settled." Rikazen and the crusader shook hands. "Good to be working with you Tyhan."
Tyhan nodded. "Likewise. Now tell me, in addition to you four, who else is in your guild?"
"Err…it's just the four of us…" Rikazen said. "And uhh, Wyeth's the only one who promoted."
Tyhan smacked his head.
"But! Me and Draco will promote by the next War of Emperium."
"Then I wish you luck."
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Two fresh mages walked hand in hand happily across the rocker fields, taking down what they can with their still weak spells. They couldn't kill much yet, but just an hour of training in this field has made the quite strong. They can already take down Creamies if they worked together.
The girl though, soon became tired. So the young couple happily had a picnic. The girl even caught a poring with an unripe apple her brother gave her.
Just as the two were finishing up their happy picnic, a swarm of terrified creamies flew past them just to the right of their little square cloth. The boy wondered what was going on as his girlfriend hid behind him, scared that the creamies might actually be on a rampage.
Just as the mage gulped and prepared his rod for a firebolt attack, five fireballs flew in and incinerated the entire flock. Creamy bodies fell as piles of magical butterfly powder, silk robes and flowers litter the ground. The two mages quickly turned to look at their saviors.
They were surprised as one angry looking wizard ran to the field. After examining the ground, the man threw his head back and gave an anguished…
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Darth Vader style.
Just then another swarm of Creamies could be heard trying to escape. The wizard quickly turned, his Arc Wand already glowing with magic, the man's eyes flashing with hints of insanity.
"COME BACK HERE YOU SONS OF BITCHES AND GIVE ME A CARD!"
The Creamies gave a fearful buzz as they attempted to escape. Attempted futily that is. The mages watched in awe as the wizard, his cape and uniform flying in the air, leapt deftly to a stone, then somersaulted in front of the Creamy pack, causing the scared butterflies to scramble and turn around. Before they could get far, bolts of flaming death rained down and it was over. The man looked over the carnage, gave another Darth Vader cry and leapt off after another swarm of unfortunate butterflies.
The mage looked at his girlfriend.
"Honey…if I ever become like that… please kill me and marry someone more normal."
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(Instant Fast Forward in the Instant Flashback)
Wyeth stood before the charred remains of a Sohee, examining a card in his hands. He smiled; it hasn't been long since he got the Sohee card. Quickly inserting the card into a slot on his shoes, he could already feel his magical power increasing. Just then, his communicator beeped. Stowing his Arc Wand, Wyeth pressed a button on his belt.
"Yeah?"
"Hey Wyeth!" It was Rikazen. "Draco and I need help."
"What is it?"
"He needs zombie prisoner uniforms. I need powder of butterflies."
Wyeth nearly fell down. "Great, back to the Creamy field."
"Can you get it soon?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll get the powders first. I'll meet you guys in Pront in two hours."
"Okay."
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(Another Instant Fast Forward)
The two mages sat down to rest after taking down a Vocal and its gang of Rockers. The girl leaned happily against her boyfriend as the two enjoyed the afternoon sun. Just then, a pack of Creamies flew past them in a panic.
"Déjà vu anyone?" The male mage asked as he watched the panicked Creamies flee. He and his girlfriend turned and sure enough, there was the Wizard from yesterday. This time though, the man was calmer, his eyes were less demonic, and his Arc Wand wasn't out. The man made a few runes in the air with his hands and a few fireballs flew out, exploding among the pack of Creamies, letting the splash damage kill the entire swarm. The two mages watched with open mouths as the wizard calmly picked up all the butterfly powders.
"Hey, well whaddya know."
The mages looked down and saw a card at his feet. The wizard picked it up and examined it. Then he removed a clip that held up his cape and inserted the card. He turned at the mages, smiled and tossed them each a silk robe with a card slot. Then waving a butterfly wing, the man disappeared.
"Okay." The female mage said. "Maybe he's not psychotic."
"Let's just… not ask."
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(Instant Fast Forward. Yes, another one.)
Wyeth stood with Rikazen and Dracoknight in Prontera. It was time for their first War of Emperium.
"Erm, Rik, lets NOT split up." Wyeth said. "We will get murdered."
"No we won't." Rikazen, now a fresh knight laughed. "We can take more castles this way."
Wyeth sighed as he stored his Arc Wand and pulled out a Damascus. "Okay, but I'm telling you."
The Wizard took a warp to Payon while the Knight and the Crusader warped to the castle region of Prontera. The Wizard wasted no time sneaking into a castle and staying hidden until he was inside the Emperium room. Brandishing his Damascus, he began to strike the large gem. He sighed. 'This is so not going to work.'
Draco and Rikazen stromed their way into a castle, and quickly hacked an Emperium to bits.
"That was easy." Rikazen said. "And Wyeth said we couldn't do it."
"Yeah. I wonder what's taking him so long."
Rikazen pressed a button. "Hey Wyeth, what's taking you?"
The response that came back was weary. "I'm a freaking WIZARD you moron. My arm is freaking sore from whacking this thing and it's still not even half destroyed."
"Hmm, I'll have Draco come over. You just get here and help us defend."
Wyeth sheathed his Damascus. "Okay, where are you guys?"
"We're in…oh GODS AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! JESUS MY SPLEEN!"
"What the!" Wyeth quickly ran out of the castle and warped to Prontera with a butterfly wing. There he saw a ragged Dracoknight and Rikazen collapsed in the middle. "What happened?"
"A hidden rogue."
"I told you guys we shouldn't have split up." Wyeth said.
"Hey, if your arm wasn't so weak, we'd have a castle by now." Rikazen snickered. "It's been what? An hour?"
"Oh…you're dead." Wyeth growled as his Arc Wand was pulled out.
"Uhh, I think we should run now." Dracoknight said.
"Yeah."
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The two mages were walking back to Prontera after a good day of training. As they walked up the main road, they saw two panicked swordsman, one being a Knight and one being a Crusader run past time.
"Why is everyone running past us these few days?" The boy asked nobody in particular. Up the road, they saw the wizard again, his eyes once again demonic, his Arc Wand glowing a frosty blue.
"I think we should make Geffen our base from now on." The girl said.
"Yeah."
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(End Instant Flashback)
"Come one Wyeth!" Rikazen pleaded. "Let's not get hasty…"
Wyeth's eyes glowed as a blue aura surrounded him.
"Okay… … …" Rikazen looked at Dracoknight. "It's be nice knowing you."
"Same here buddy."
"ANY LAST WORDS!" Wyeth yelled as he neared the end of his incantation. Rikazen and Draco closed their eyes and wated for the icy shards of death to pummel them. Surprisingly, nothing happened. There was a loud clang and a heavy thud, but other than that…nothing.
Rikazen took a chance and opened his eyes. Through the melting ice wall, he could see a young acolyte holding a frying pan.
"Uhh…I thought you guys needed some help."
Rikazen and Dracoknight quickly ran over to the acolyte. "OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!"
The young girl smiled sheepishly as the two strong swordsmen covered her with praises. It was the start of a wonderful friendship.
As for Wyeth… he woke up an hour later with a headache. The new acolyte and Akua were looking over him.
"Ugh…did I overdo it again?"
The girl's laughter could be heard all over Prontera.