The Effect Of Too Much RPGs and Fantasy Story Books

Thanks to a dream I had the night before last night, I am inspired to write a short fantasy ficlet. Dedicated to both Lydia and Yi Lyn. Haha. This reminds me of those times Stef and I used to discuss and write fantasy stories together... Gosh, I miss those times.

Oh and I've chosen not to include Lydia's and Yi Lyn's "helpful" suggestions into my ficlet since I do not think they're actually suitable. My blog is accessible even to little children and I do not want them to be too scarred by reading it.

Anyway here it is.

DISCLAIMER: If anything seems familiar to anyone, it would be due to the fact that I read a lot of fantasy books and play lots of computer games such as Warcraft and Eye of the Beholder. So naturally, my writing would be slightly influenced by all this.

It was evening once again. After a day of continuous walking, Fiona was glad it was almost time to set up camp. Honestly, all those shopping expeditions with Lydia and Yi Lyn had not prepared her for *this*. Her legs felt as if they were about to fall off.

"Hey guys, let's take a break. I can't see in the dark anyways."

"Yeah, this looks like a nice place to set up camp for the night," Lydia assented, looking as travel weary.

The three of them stopped at the fringe of trees shading a small stream. With a sigh of relief, Fiona immediately flopped down onto the ground, not caring whether the ground was wet and would stain her robes at that moment.

Yi Lyn, the de facto leader of the group, sat down quietly. Her eyes scanned the dark forest warily, and her hand rested on the head of her sword.

"Are you ok, Yi Lyn? You seem a little tense there." Perceptive Lydia noted that their friend looked wary.

"Shhh... Don't you think that the forest is unnaturally quiet?"

Her question made both Lydia and Fiona sit up immediately. Suddenly..

"LOOK OUT LYDIA! BEHIND YOU!" Yi Lyn bellowed as she unsheathed her broadsword and ran towards her friends, crying out the ancient battle cry of the Amazonians.

On instinct, Lydia ducked and swung her mace around. The goblin's sword whistled harmlessly over her head. The impact of her mace on the goblin's legs effectively crippled him, and with a cringe, she swung her mace on his head, crushing his skull.

"Pyr thalàssion incendiary pyrophilus" Fiona chanted with her hands directed to a group of goblins running towards her. Almost immediately, a fireball lit up the otherwise dark night and the smell of burnt goblins filled the air.

"Great job," Yi Lyn complimented from nearby. She was locking swords with a goblin general. With a grunt, she kicked him in the groin and when he faltered, with deadly efficiency born out of those days chopping chicken for dinner, she disemboweled the hapless goblin.

However, despite their best efforts, more enemies were pouring out of the forest. And unfortunately those enemies included undead minions.

"Oh my..." Fiona murmured, as she raised her hands again, prepared to cast another spell. "Pyr thalàssion incendiary pyrophilus"

Some of the goblins fell but most were unaffected as the trees shielded most of the effects of the spell.

"Lydia! Cast 'Destroy Undead' or something! Usually clerics have that spell don't they?" With her battle cry Yi Lyn charged at the incoming enemies.

"It destroys individual undead, not masses of them! I think we'd better retreat, Yi Lyn, sharp weapons are ineffective against skeletons!" Lydia frantically told her friend.

Horror flitted across the Amazonian warrior's face as she realised the impact of her friend's words. "RETREAT!" She hollered out.

All three ran helter skelter into the forest in the opposite direction, chased unmercifully by the advancing enemy.