I started work on a game about a week ago, im debating on whether or not to have it completely custom graphics and music. If i did that i would need a partner, cause i am just getting started in spriting.. Anyway, here is the game i am currently working on.
Game Title - "The Moons Of Drala"
The moons of Drala is a tale of love, hate, friendship, and enemies. Like all good rpgs lol.
You start out as Zen Fuyu,(Although you can change the name.) a easy, outgoing guy who is usually the first one to crack a joke. He comes from the village of Doru, Small and on the outskirts of the main village of Tesmu. His parents started his training in battle when he was nine years old. His father, Lorisku was a kind man, but did not like being dis-respected. Zen made the mistake of calling him old when he was twelve, and ended up getting smacked across the face with the side of a blade. His mother, Maria wasn't around for long, she passed away shortly after zen turned twelve. She was the loving mother, whenever zen got hurt during his training, she was right there, with a bandage and a kiss. He never had any brother's or sisters, he was an only child. But he didn't mind it much, after all he had his father. But, that wasn't to last either, One night, at the end of autumn, The village of Yoruix attacked Dolu. The townspeople fought against the tide, while the royalty fled. Lorisku picked up his blade and hurried zen out the back door and into the forest of Iuxe. Zen was twelve at the time of the attack, his father thought him too young, he thought himself ready. He hurried out of the forest back towards the town, his small dagger clutched in his hand. He rounded the corner of the mayor's house to find his father engaged in combat with two soldiers. Lorisku swung his blade in a circular motion out towards the neck of the soldier at his right, but in doing so he left his left side unguarded. The soldier swung out, the sword moving in-between Lorisku's rib cage and into his lung. Zen stood and watched, tears rolling down his face as he was struck motionless. Now... Thirteen years later, the village has been rebuilt, family's restored. Zen only passed by the village from time to time, too much heartbreak had occured there for him to bare. The mayor stopped him one day, and asked "Zen, i have a request for you, i need you to go to the town of Drala. There is a tradesmen there by the name of Desux. He is carrying with him a package that i need." Gazing out towards the outskirts of Doru as he pondered, taking a breath he said "Nice to see you to mayor, wonderful to know im your delivery system now." The mayor's teeth gritted as he looked at zen, replying slowly "Listen, i need the package because it contains the money the townspeople made during the harvest. Now please go get it." Sighing Zen tapped his foot and said "Fine, only because it is the townspeople's money. I will be gone for a week at most. Goobye for now mayor." He walked out of the village and stretched, taking a small look back he turned and headed forward, towards the town drala.
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