The Game Master
A drunk man grabbed Weldon's arm, "Hey.. ye..ye buds with *hick* dat bard? Ye... know ah *hick* stories?"
Weldon slowly removed the mans hand, "I'm not his friend, I was just asking him a question. But yes I know a story. Have you ever heard of the Game Master..."
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What many people don't know is that there are thousands of minor gods walking around the world. Many are not powerful, like the river and tree spirits. However there are some ones that are very powerful and walk among us. One of them calls himself the Game Master.
He's a being of extreme and strange power. Nobody understands how he works, he lives in alternate crazy mini-dimensions and plays "games" with adventures. But he didn't start this way.
He was once a young, ambitious thief during the fall of the Elven and Dwarven empires. During the great war between Elven, Dwarves, Giants, and Orcs the Game Masters village was attacked. They where almost destroyed and taken over by the Orcs. The new rulers ran it as a Tyranny, taking everything from the humans and elves who lived there.
From this the Game Master started the a resistance. He became a lord among thieves, admired by almost everyone in Orcish empire. Then there was a day when everything went wrong. The resistances base was found out by the Orcs and all of them where slattered, except the Game Master.
This was not only devastating, but it is said that it broke his sanity. With nothing left he ran. Far away from his home. He ended up in the Two tower pass and screened at the gods for the power to bring vengeance apon his enemies. His cries where answered by a being of great power, a primordial many think, but the name of the being itself is not known. And the vengeance was brought on the tyrants of the city by the game master, and the city vanished from the world.
The Game Master left the world after this. He made his own pocket dimension and the craziest dungeons which he challenges adventurers to complete. He is insane and is quite and nobody knows anything else about him.
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"It that good enough for you?" Weldon asks.
"Yeh...*hick* I guess. But that wasn't much of ah tale." Slurred the drunk.
Weldon tuns his back and walked towards the bar. " Well it better be enough for you because I'm not telling you another one."
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