*All Stories must be self-made
*No Trolling
*No Flame wars
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Hey guys So I Was Thinking... Why not make a thread, where everyone could show there own Stories and everything, So all stories have to be made by the person who posts them... This'll be a great way to have fun and lose yourself in the Debts of words!!!.
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Favorite Stories So-far!
Loin spoke many a time about a boy named Eragon, half man half elf. He was sung by many a bard, and known throughout the whole of Algaestia, Eragon was the one who slayed the corrupted Galbatorix – the most power-crazed king ever known. Dage always wished he was Eragon, for Eragon had been the most well-known person in Algaestia. Dage sighed as he entered his house, he had to get this whole Fate thing out of his head before it drives him mad, He settled down next to his dad who was drinking a cup of tea.
“When are we going to goto the Fate dad?” asked Dage enthusiastically.
“Come on, lets go now, I have nothing better to do.” exclaimed Loin getting up from his table.
They departed from the house onto the long trail ahead to Pine-watch. It was a long and boring journey, there was not much too do whilst travelling to a specific location. They where 5minuites away before they encountered another pair of travellers.
“Ho there!” called Loin, noticeing that it was Nile and Dinsvolf their neighbours.
“Ho, there Loin! How have you been?”
“Ive been fine apart from this bugger was so desperate to go to the Fate!”
“Oh well, atleast we’re close!” exclaimed Dinsvolf.
Dinsvolf was a Muscular man with a long knotted beard around his face. He often wore a rough tunic. Whilst his son Nile was a short teenager, with a long stubbed nose.
Eventually, they made it to the Fate, where a big parade was going on. Dage managed to spot where the Egg was going and he dashed for it. You had 5minuites to hold it, and unless it hadn’t made any movement it wasn’t yours to keep. There would often be a huge queue of all the villagers.







