Software Adventure Games - The Darkest Night

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The october wind blew through the barren trees stirring long tan grass.
The sun hung heavy in the cloudy sky, and long shadows were cast amidst the huge forest in the land of Tilorm.
For Twenty three years you, Rolan, a male fox from the outer edge of the Remal Forest, have walked on this world.
You long since left the comfort and security of your parents, and now walk the forests looking for fun, excitement, and cheap alcoholic refreshments.
And today is like every other day.
After doing a few "favors" for the widow Eir Merghot, you have some extra spending money.
The fact that its Hallows Eve does not effect you.
Ever since you were a young fox, your elders have told you to be wary of this day, for the souls of the damned are close to this dimension, this is the day of the unholy Convergence, a Convergence most dark.A get together with some of your friends as dusk approaches seems to be a fine thing to do.
You go to Yellag's, your uncle runs the store filled with fine spirits, and brews of all kinds.
Your uncle puts a heavy arm around your shoulders and squeezes you to him, he seems oddly affectionate, but he always gets that way around dusk.
(the drinks start to cloud his mind) You and your friends buy some Strawberry and Tangerine Wine, 45 proof.
And then some of your favorite orange ale, a good think brew, sure to knock down the strongest constitution.
One of your friends buys some of the extremely potent licourice rum, black and syrupy, it has been known to temporary blind some.
Back to the house you and your friends go, and the bottles come open.
Some bread and cheese are passed around along with the booze.
As the dark swallows up the land, you lay down on the floor of the hut, the alcohol dulling your furry body.
Your friends hug and laugh, bump into the walls of the abode, and talk very loudly.
One of your friends seems to be talking to you very closely about how birds talk to him when he sleeps, and why do flowers seem to watch him when he walks through the forest, he always seems to nuzzle your shoulder alot with his nose.The house begins to spin ever so slowly, the people in the room move as if they were underwater.
The candles flicker oddly, and you decide to leave as your bowels order.
You stumble outside into the darkness, you can still hear the laughter from inside the house.
You walk into the forest, your head spinning...Was that howling in the night, or just the wind.
Are those eyes looking at you from the trees, or are your eyes playing tricks.
Walking and walking, with no direction, using the trees for support you wander...Darkness.You wake slowly, your head aches, your body in pain.
And somebody is yelling at you.
Grass covers your head, and you realize you are lying face down on the now cold ground.
That yelling again, it gets louder and more desperate.
You look up, your eyes slowly begin to focus, and accomodate for the darkness.
A human approaches you, ragged and torn he stares at you wildly, motioning with his arms, which are coated in blood."You've got to find help, get up! They are coming for me, if you don't find help we are all dead, don't you understand! I...I can't go on.
Achh, they there evil"The torn man, with long rips in his clothes and flesh falls to the ground, as you stand shakily up.
He hold his head as he lays down.
Tears run down his face, and he spit blood while he talks."I can't believe they are going to try and do it, don't you understand they are trying to raise it, the Demon, my great grandfather told me stories, horrible stories, uchh.
Achh.
Of what it did, it was aweful, the forest overrun with corpses, the cult began, what they did...even to children.
THE DEMON, they want to raise THE DEMON from THE ABBEY"Your body grows cold with the realization of what he is talking about.
Many, many, many, years ago a wicked and warped mage opened up a gate between our world and the demonic world of the Abyss.
A demon entered, which the mage lost control of and died...He was one of the lucky ones.
The demon killed all it saw, and summoned other lesser demons from the abyss onto our world.
Whole forests were burned down, cities were destroyed, many people and creatures were driven to extinction.
The Demon was name as the Yaxagiraw.
His name still draws horror to those that remember.A group of Powerful mages vowed to right the evil mages wrong.
They and 100 warriors, 85 who lost their life in the quest, tracked down the demon and subdued it, with magic and forces forgotten today.
They put the demon in a Holy Religious Abbey, where monks had spent their lifes preparing for the greater good of the ulimate one.
The demon was put into the abbey's basement, sealed with magic, and forgotten.Until now.The man grew silent.
He breath stopped.
He lay relaxed as the night took him.
Rolan stood up, and looked around, you began your quest to stop the evil ceremony that is trying to open up that seal and release the demon.
But your quest is long and you have so little time.