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Guild: The Crimson Knights
- No back for your smack
You or a teammate looked at someone in an opposing guild and his whole team ganged up on you for revenge. Ouch... Show your team helping to save you or your teammate and trying to teach these ruffians that looks don't kill.
On a dark and stormy night...
I walked down a broken, old path with a fellow guild member, Johann.
We came upon an old fortress.
"Hey, David," said Johann, "You wanna see what it's like in there?"
"Go in there?! Are you crazy?!" I asked, horrified.
Johann grinned. "It's either that, or I go tell Jaldor that you're scared of the dark. Your choice."
I grinned back. "Yeah, right, and be humiliated for the rest of my life? Nope." I turned, and began to walk to the fortress.
We entered the fortress, which seemed more like some kind of cavern.
Suddenly, I noticed a dim light, flickering off to the right. "Hey, Johann, there's a light."
We crept into a small room. Inside, there was a torch mounted on the wall. "It looks like it was lit not too long ago," I said. I suddenly had the feeling that we were being watched. "Something's wrong. We have to get out of here."
Immediately after I said that, we were attacked by what appeared to be an Average Gnome.
I was knocked down by our assailant. Johann tried to help, but was attacked by George, the golden-armed leader of the Average Gnomes.
"Why are they attacking us? Probably because we either are of the Crimson Knights, or we intruded into their lair, but other than that..." Suddenly, I remembered something that happened not too long ago...
I happened to have been walking down this very path.
Suddenly, I noticed Freeling walking towards me.
He saw me looking at him, gasped, and whipped out his blades.
Freeling whistled, and George suddenly appeared. Then, they attacked.
[Epic battle scene]
Eventually, I realized that this was one battle that I probably wouldn't win, so I decided that it was better safe than sorry.
I was so absorbed in these thoughts that I never saw the fist hurtling towards me. "Johann! Go get help!" I shouted, before I was swallowed by darkness.
The first thing I saw was George standing over me.
"How dare you look upon the second in command of the Average Gnomes?!" the golden-armed man snarled.
"I was only admiring his Speedo," I replied. "They're very... bright."
George smiled wickedly. "If you don't properly answer me, I'll-"
George never got to finish. Jaldor, leader of the Crimson Knights, crashed into the shocked George.
"The trapdoor!" Jaldor yelled. "Open the trapdoor!"
For the first time, I noticed a trapdoor in the floor. I opened it, and the distraught Average Gnome fell.
Jaldor beckoned to me to follow him, and ran off. I attempted to follow, but fell down the still open trapdoor.
I landed hard on a cold, stone floor.
An Elf, I believe his name is Avelese, helped me up.
I had no time to greet my fellow Crimson Knight, for two identical Average Gnomes assailed us.
I groped for a weapon, coming up with a single-bladed axe. I swung it up, and disarmed my opponent.
After kicking him three feet into the air, I asked Avelese, "Who were those?"
"It appears that, since most of the Gnomes are on tournaments, the leaders have resorted to circus clowns," said the Elf.
I began to search for the Gnome who rendered me unconsious, weaving through the battle. It seemed that almost all of the Crimson Knights had come.
Finally, I found him, whistling in a strange tongue.
I attacked, but he whirled and responded with a blow of his own.
I was thrown against the wall.
By some stroke of luck, I managed to slice his pants. "Hey, look! Batman underwear!"
Screaming, the Gnome fled.
I noticed a spear, with a skull mounted on it, as if it were a victory banner. Suddenly, I realized why the Gnome had been whistling.
The spear was of Orcish make, and the Gnome was whistling to awaken those Orcs, which explained why the Average Gnomes were now screaming,"Run away, run away!"
I found my teammates cheering at the sight of their enemy fleeing.
"We have to hide. Now." I told Jaldor. "Why?" he asked, puzzled. "There's no time for questions! We must hide!" I shouted.
We hid, and just in time, too. Orcs began to stream out of the fortress, bellowing.
We jumped out of hiding, and attacked.
[Battle scenes from now on]
Finally, it was over. The orcs were either dead or fleeing, and the Gnomes were gone. Just another day for....
THE CRIMSON KNIGHTS!!!
"Wait a minute, is everyone here fleshies? WHY AM I ALWAYS YELLOW!?!?
So, yeah, I switched my character's face and gave him an axe.
This was a very tough decision, I really like the way you fit the skulls into the border and had the skeleton held up against the wall. Just the overall feel of the build is extremely well done. That being said your opponent wins my vote with his superb buildings and detailing.
I lingered over this pair-off for some time, but my vote goes to Andrew TJN. Uberbricks, you had some good techniques - the interlocking of dark and light grey, the angles - but TJN had a neater composition. Good luck with the other judges.