Ergebnis für "Micky" in Epic Fantasy

The immortal Lifetree, once the source of all creation in the world, has become corrupted. Nightmarish, tainted creatures now fill the realms, and the world calls out for a hero. Nikolas, a warrior resurrected from beyond the grave, has been given the insurmountable task of destroying the evil and bringing balance to the world. He must win the support of four beautiful champions, learn to harness the powers they control, and fight against the chaotic hordes whose very presence chokes the life from the land itself.

My life wasn't that exciting; a degree in engineering, a small flat in London, and an ex-girlfriend who still texted me when she was drunk. Every day was a bore. Everything changed when I found myself in Lanercost, a small medieval village, with no idea of how I arrived. The locals seemed friendly, and a chance encounter introduced me to several breathtakingly beautiful women. I decided to make the best of it. Armed with only a solid education, my wit, and the five pennies in my pocket, I decided to build a life here. No, not just a life; a House that would last for generations.

A group of cynical, hard-bit mercenaries runs afoul of Lawbrand’s authorities after a simple job goes belly-up. Desperate and on the run, these ragged outcasts find safety and belonging in their unlikely partnership. Always barely one step ahead the law, they cross paths with the Children of the Sun, a powerful new faith movement, that seeks to topple Lawbrand’s ruling church and purify the Trade-Cities by fire.

A massive army of minotaurs, orcs, and other fearsome monsters is on the march for Gillamoor. Once they destroy that city, they'll move on to the rest of the world. And I am the only person that can stop them. No pressure or anything. Hours of hard work has ensured that our beautiful new house is nearly complete. In there, I will live a life I never could have even dreamed of, with four wives, plenty of kids, and a city that cherishes me. My efforts have also invented a new method of travel, which will revolutionize transportation. The celebrations don't last long, though.

An unfortunate accident destroyed my entire world, but the gods saw fit to zap me to a new one, a world filled with fantastical creatures and magic. To say I got a rough start there would be putting it mildly, but fortunately I had the help of Silvy, a beautiful goblin woman who told me I was the answer to her prayers. And she meant that literally.

I have met every challenge head-on and emerged victorious, but now I must face the realization that helping to repopulate the goblin race will take a lot more work than I originally thought. Amidst my efforts to advance technology, build a house for my family, and prepare the city of Gillamoor for war, I must find the time to father as many children as physically possible. The future of the goblins depends on it. To make matters worse, I must travel to Holmar and continue my work there while trying to negotiate peace with the war-hungry orcs, who only respect the strongest of warriors.

For six glorious months, being king was like my wildest dreams come true. My subjects adored me, my wives cherished me, and Silvy, bearing my heir, filled our realm with hope and joy. With our economy thriving and our population swelling, we decided to build a second goblin city. But nothing great lasts forever. Rumors reach my ears of attacks in the forests and sightings of huge monsters.

Having survived the Battle of Gillamoor, I now enjoyed the life of a hero. Honor has been heaped upon my name and I continued my efforts helping the goblins repopulate. But paradise is sometimes short-lived. The goblin military was a mess, so I had to train them into something that could survive another attack. In the midst of that, I had to find the time to start building my life in Gillamoor. With help from my companions, I began preparations for my journey to the south, to confront Odewyn, who held one of the keys to defeating Vogrim.

With Odewyn defeated, I had the tools needed to survive the treacherous Drowned Lands. But before embarking on that perilous journey, I had work to do: not only did I need to begin construction on my home, but I had to oversee the building of defensive fortifications for the entire city of Gillamoor. The elves were coming, and when they arrived, I wanted them to see an impenetrable fortress.

A year has passed since I raised a city of solid stone from the ground using the an ancient and powerful artifact. The city has thrived under my rule, aided by my queens, with a strong economy and hopeful souls arriving daily, seeking refuge and a fresh start. But grudges die hard. King Arandal, ever the spiteful one, has finally come to exact his vengeance. His soldiers swarm around my city walls like a plague of locusts and outnumber the stars. Assassins crept through the streets at night, their daggers thirsting for my blood and that of my queens.