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Irminsul - Chapter 17

After our first encounter in the sewers, I curiously was more relaxed than before. While the rat I had killed was plainly disgusting, it gave me something to expect, instead of the strange, anticipatory paranoia, vigilant for whatever the developers of Irminsul had cooked up for me. While I wasn’t quite certain that they wouldn’t be evil enough to add some sort of jump-scare, maybe a zombie leaping from the foul water next to Roknar and me, trying to grab me to drag me into i...

Chapter 213

After leaving the Den, we travelled with the wolves, heading back towards the old, imperial road. It would take us about a day, now that the wolves we were travelling with were healthy, to reach it and from there, we would need about two more days to reach the area where the Centaurs were operating. It was beyond the eternally blowing wind, in an area between a lake, currently frozen, and a forest, a strip of land that was similar to the windswept plains but lacking the punishing...

Irminsul - Chapter 16

A cracking sound behind me caused me to turn, expecting a third enemy to jump out and attack before we got to safety. But judging by Roknar’s satisfied expression, he was done. After taking another set of teeth from the second dog’s loot bag, I took up position, just in case that last enemy I was expecting would jump at us from the sewer-grate he had just opened.

But, contrary to my expectations, nothing jumped out to attack us and we could slip into the sewers without ...

Irminsul - Chapter 15

I had once watched a nature-documentary about ants and their behaviour if their hill, their nest, was ever breached. The milling masses around the arena, as we made our escape reminded me of that behaviour. It also made me think that something with the game’s physics-engine must have bugged out, even if the barrels we had set on fire were some sort of magical, jet-fuel enhanced lamp-oil, there shouldn’t have been as much smoke. But who was I to complain, the hallway we had us...

Chapter 212

During the rest of our time in the Main Den, Fresh Snow almost turned into my shadow, asking questions about the way I used my magic and what the Grandmother had taught me. Most of the time, it was rather endearing, her ernest interest flattering and she reciprocated with complete openness, even if the breadth of her knowledge was limited compared to that of her master. But it helped me to better understand the differences between the constructs they created from snowflakes and w...

Irminsul, Chapter 14

We didn’t run, not quite. We hurried, but secrecy was still paramount and our naked feet would have made unmistakable sounds on the stone floor. So, we moved as fast as we could, without causing excessive noise.

And, it seemed luck, or maybe the game-developer’s intended scenario, were on our side, we managed to get through the hallways and to the office where I had left the two chalk-circles indicating corpses without the grizzly, visual effect of having them lying aro...

Interlude - Advertisment Whisper

Wind blows across the sand, catching a few grains and carrying them, until they drop back down, the air is hazy with a blistering heat, thanks to the burning sun above. The camera follows the wind, quickly closing in to a sprawling city, the buildings made from sandstone almost identical in colour to the desert sands around. White cloth is used to create shade all around, between buildings and even over some roads.

People are visible, their reddish-blue, almost purple, skin...

Irminsul, Chapter 13

My eyes went from the dwarf to the horse-thief and back. Thinking purely logical, the thief would be the better choice, a lowlife should have the ability to help me vanish into the city, whereas the dwarf’s ability to do that was a lot more questionable. Sure, his people had built parts of the city some hundred years ago, but who knew if there actually were those tunnels and such he alluded to.

But at the same time, the thief’s behaviour had been hostile, or rather fear...

Irminsul - Chapter 12

Getting my nerves back under control was made a lot easier by a few things. The first, maybe most important of all, was that most of the blood that had splattered my face quickly despawned, leaving only a few spots that were only visible in one of the mirrors in the room. The next was that the body of Witch Face quickly did the same, leaving behind a chalk-outline and a small bag sitting in the middle of it, marking the location of her demise and giving me the spoils for my kill.

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Chapter 211

Still in a bit of a funk, but enthused to learn more about Ice-Magic, I gave Sigmir a soft kiss and told Fresh Snow to lead on, wishing the others a nice day. Their options for entertainment were rather lacking, but I was quite sure they would be able to spend the time in some way. 

Trying to make small-talk as we walked, I asked Fresh Snow what had her so happy this morning. Her tail gave away her glee on being asked, making me grin when I realised that with the wolve...

Irminsul - Chapter 11

For the next thirty minutes, real life-time, the Sergeant instructed me on using the halberd and, once I had the basics for that, started shouting for me to use my Rage, to let it guide me. That resulted in my first class ability, Harnessing Rage, and its associated skill, Fighting Rage. It gave me increased Strength and Damage while reducing my Defense and continually draining Mana to keep it active. It was essentially the continuous version of the Power Attack I had learned, I ...

Chapter 210

Once Sigmir and I were in our room, the door closed by a conjured sheet of Ice, I stopped, considering. Part of me wanted to resume what I had started a few days ago, before we met the wolves, but there was something I wanted to clear up before it festered within her. While I wasn’t sure if she perceived it as a problem, she might and it might cause her pain, something I was not willing to risk. 

Some more hand-waving by me and I was pouring power into a magical form...

Irminsul - Chapter 10

The room I was guided in looked like the medieval version of a modern gym, a diverse set of equipment for those who were so inclined to torture themselves on, or maybe get motivated to torture themselves by an instructor. There was even one of those, but seeing him, I had to struggle to keep my poker face, whoever had designed him had a wicked sense of humor.

He was dressed in a dark green uniform, with the eagle-insignia of the Human Empire in gold on his left chest and, t...

Irminsul - Characterscreen

As it is supremely annoying to make a Characterscreen in the Patreon-Editor, I made one as a Google-Doc. It will be kept up to date and relevant parts will be added over time. 

Enjoy ;)

https://drive.google.com/open?id=13lI4KmrYjRduf4OgQnhwR3VuWhvJAhZXYBURUGPJ-SY

Irminsul - Chapter 9

The arena of Stormhelm, a monument to Human excellence and their devotion to Kallendra. Looking at it from the outside, part of me wondered how many had been where I was now, getting carted through a wrought iron gate, not knowing if they would ever pass it in the other direction. I noticed that there were letters worked into the arch of the gate and managed to read some of them, praising Kallendra, who was, if I remembered right, the Goddess of honourable combat, duels and prote...

Chapter 209

The day was coming to an end in the Wolves’ Den, and they had replenished some of our rations from their stores, even if it was only meat that we got, we were rather happy with it. In addition to that, I had spent over an hour in their nursery, having the wolf-pubs crawl all over me, sniffing around and generally enjoying the simple attention they were getting.

I had even taken a video of it, although I was not sure if I wanted to actually post it and hoped that the algor...

Irminsul Chapter 8

I deliberated some more, ping-ponging between Warlock, Adept, Elementalist, Fighter and Barbarian but not quite coming to a decision. Adept and Elementalist were quite obviously tanks with some magical ability, one with an elemental flavour, the other with an arcane-flavour, which both had some appeal. And then there was the simple fact that, in almost every game, ever, tanks had been a coveted resource, so playing a tank made it a lot easier to find groups to delve into dungeons...

Irminsul, Chapter 7

Focusing on the race I wanted to play, I stepped forward, towards the female orc. The screen changed and there was now a mirror and in it, I was able to see myself, only that I was now wearing the guise of an orc and had a variety of sliders and dials to adjust the look of my new character. 

Looking over the sliders, I started to play around with them, looking what changed with which slider, not quite focusing on the overall appearance, merely testing them. After a few...

Irminsul, Chapter 6

After clicking the “Create Character”-Button, there was a sensation of rushing forward and upward, almost like on a rollercoaster, and moments later, the world dissolved into white light as I hurtled into the sun. At least that was what it looked like to me. 

Suddenly, I was in a field of white nothingness, strange streamers of scintillating colour blinking into existence, only to flare for a second and vanish right after. I felt similar to the first stages of the ...

Irminsul - Chapter 5

Finally, it was Thursday and Irminsul would launch at noon for pre-order customers. My parents were out, working, and I had spent the last couple of days looking through Dad’s material, adding notes and potential questions when I felt it was unclear. Other than that, I had researched some more and spent time with Therese before she had left the day before.

I considered where whether to lie in the sun when playing but decided against it, if I got drawn into the game,...

Irminsul - Chapter 4

The next morning, I got up early to send off Jonathan and his friends. Normally, I would have violently reacted to the idea of getting up before ten on a Sunday, but for the occasion, I made an exception.

“Watch out for the big fool, will you?” I asked Jenny, my brother’s girlfriend, when I hugged her goodbye. We always had gotten away very well and I hoped my brother wouldn’t do anything stupid. 

“Don’t worry, I have plans for him.” she grinned bac...