Biako

Three years ago Conquest was released, redefining virtual reality and gaming. 
‘An entire world on a server. Dive in and play the RPG to end all others; explore, create, conquer. LIVE!’ 
It became an overnight phenomena worldwide. 
Dave Ruster grew up without a family to speak of, he had few friends and fewer prospects. He lives in the same small town where he graduated from high school, and works long hours at a low-paying job that barely pays for rent and the food on his table. He can’t afford college, but at least he is not out on the streets. 
His life is going nowhere, stuck on a treadmill. 
Until chance, karma, or providence, call it whatever you believe in, intervenes. Suddenly, David’s circumstances change. 
Injured and unable to work, he’s about to lose what little he has. His fate balances where crisis and opportunity go hand in hand.
He can risk it all, seizing the opportunity to make circumstances work for him, potentially going further and higher than he ever dreamed. Or he can accept his fate and watch life from the sidelines 
Join Dave as he puts all his aspirations and hopes, all that he is, into the game he always wanted to play, Conquest!  
It will be a journey of adventure and discovery, victory and loss, as he strives to create a new future for himself, in-the-game and In Real Life.


**** Story is currently being proofed by our Lord Sambraga! (chapters 54+) so please bear with the mediocre quality of writing in the first chaps, it gets much better later on!****

Rise of The Undead Legion

The cold wind howled in the mountain heights. Ulmir's Rest was a fortified city built under a mountain that was part of the Mountains of Glory formation. A lonely draugr was making his way up the mountain. Usually, players wouldn't go this high up for the risk of asphyxiation or freezing.

The use of potions to fight the cold would get expensive, and would be for no defined reason if done. The party that Dave had just wiped out had a leader that was stubborn enough and rich enough to afford spending the potions on himself to see what lay at the top of the mountain.

Dave on the other hand, as an Undead had no need of such tools. His passive ability ignored the cold and he had no need to breath. He was perfectly suited to go up the mountain without caring for such discomforts.

Secret of The Lost Race