I was doing a hunt with my guild the participating members were me rsnail, diana-dj and yhong-shruggor while we were on our hunt of adventure against the evil dark vlad in his maze of betrayal and we then saw a little squirell we all thought "Thats strange." and we started chasing it through the maze of betrayal until we and the mischevius squirell were stuck in a dead end. But when we were about to capture the little monster as a pet a massive creature appered Ahh it was a snow yeti!

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It was a cold night and me and my guild walked across the gravestones in the cemetary of heroes the screaming in our heads from the dead people never went away as we heard the voice of Dark Vlad and co. We could here the swords raising we ran as far as our legs could carrie us but one of the guild members were overloaded with their collected items dark vlad raised his sword and... that was the last we saw of poor old Destruction-Fm from Relentless Fury we kept running until we smelt a horrible smell. Turns out it was just a guild member, He had had beans on gobball before we went out. Then we heard no swords as we peered through to look for him to our suprise we saw.... He was on the ground with co and he was choking, we wondered why but then! we all started using 'Release Gas ' emote and soon after we took his body to the bottemless peat bog north of otomai's island we dropped him to sink and that was another victory for Relentless Fury and Destruction-Fm lives in peace.

A nice dofus morning,
Expected to start smithing new daggers, fighting exotic monsters of the coast on pandala
Or even killing my friend’s for strokens.
But somehow I thought something special was going to happen.
I spend minutes thinking about what might be special.
I thought of fighting a Dopple might be the special feeling. And so I visited the Cra temple.

I spoke to the dopple man and starting the fight.
“Hello” said the Cra Dopple
I was shocked in amazement
“Well are you going to say something?” it said
“I’m sorry... it’s just that I never thought a Dopple can talk?” I said in fright.
“Well we can and much more we can do that you can’t!” the dopple said in a tone of anger.
“Yeah... like what?” I said in confidence hoping that the dopple won’t say anything smart.
“For a start, I can copy your race’s appearance”
“Touché; but... I have to go now! Bye”
And so I ran as fast as I can from the creepy temple!

This time I visited Astrub
I was just walking around until I heard something...
“Hey you... want to buy a special stone?” the voice came from down the street.
“Who are you?” I said in confusion.
“Turn around, I’m here!” the voice shouted
I turned around to see a man covered in a treechnid set; I couldn’t see his face
“This stone is so rare that only the dopple race have it. It grants a special power no one has ever discovered”
“How much” I said in excitement hoping that THIS was the special feeling
“1000 Kamas. Latest offer”
“I only have-“he threw the stone at me and hurried away.

The news that the stone contains incredible power and only obtainable by Dopple’s
Got me really excited and was eager to find out what the power really is.
I was walking for hours on my own down south astrub until I stumbled upon a ladder.
I climbed the ladder and found a massive cave!
I entered and observed its spectacular designs. But there was something on the centre of the cave.
There was an altar in the centre and it had a print of the same shape as the stone!
I immediately placed the stone on the altar and a flash of light came...

“Young man, you seek to create a guild”
This time I wasn’t shocked due to experienced more weirder things this morning.
“Aahh... yes I do! I want to create one”
The light then showed me selections of badges I can create for my guild logo.
“And your guild name sir”
“Special” I said “I would like to name it: special”
The light said nothing for a few seconds then she handed to me my guild badge.
The light vanished soon after but I was carried away with excitement.

And so that day I truly felt special that I created my guild.
Tomorrow I woke up and thought I might have a special day,
Finn

One night we road across the foggy moors on are trusty DragoTurkeys and Before we knew it we were in The Lair Of The Tyrnil`s and we saw a Trail of Soulstones and i picked them up and followed the trail.
I picked up the last stone and in it was an Ougaad but when i looked up I was surrounded By Some of the Most evil creatures ever There was Ougaad,Royal Rainbow Blop,PekiPeki,Kimbo and even Father Whupper.
So i called through my guild and took out my Excellent Kings' Staff and We Fought Till Dawn.
I even called in some of my Freinds just to kill the monsters and out came Mrflibble and He Manifold brambled Them all.
So we kicked their asses all the way to Kwismas Island.

Many many years ago, a young adventurer was born. He was named Ajnin, after his great-great grandfather who found 3 Dofuses. He was blessed Sram, and took to world of Incarnem. He was unusualy talented. his first day he managed to bring down a Gobbal War Cheif, and was so skilled in his proffesion he made a helmet fastend from the wool of the dead beast. many years later, still living in Incarnem, Ajnin decided to go where no one else dared to go alone, the dreaded cave of the Snoowolf. He slipped past the guard and fought many monsters before meeting the Beast. It was surrounded by others, skulls of past victems litterd the floor. He waited many days, but no help came. So he faught. And won. Ajnin stood there, clad in full Gobbal, roughly 20 years old, with his bloodied sword in his hand. He heard somehting. An old Enutorf stepped from the shadows
"That was amazing fight"
"Who are you? Why didn't you help me? I barly escaped with my life!"
"Come closer. Not many people could have done what you did. I have a present."
"Old Entoruf. What could you possibly give me?"
He streched out his hand; in it was a Guildogem
"Take this and go to Ankama. There will be many people willing to follow you, if you are as good as you seem. Is it true you've never used a scroll?"
"Yes it is. I will do as you say, Old Enotorf, if you join me in my guild"
"*chukles* of course...of course... but call me... tneicna"

And that marked the birth of the Dliug guild

One day I Was walking and I had decided I would enter the forest maze where legend has it The Legendry Dragon Pig lives. when I was about to go through the point of no return past the maze a male feca came walking up to me as he said "you should never go in there without a good group."
"But who will come with me on my journey." I said.
" We will the." Feca said and as he said that 6 people appered and all said "We will help you."


So we all went into the maze and after what seemed like days of wandering and countless amouts of dry whole meal bread a Iop named fighter-hero found the entrance to the dragonpigs lair. After we had all manage to get there we went in and we faced with the dreaded dragon pig. Suddenly one of the weaker ones in our group a Iop called killer-extreme charged into battle. as we all ran into battle to follow our team mate we kept on saying we can do this and we did.



Afterwards we decided to make a Guild we decided on the name The dead dragon pig. We can still be seen today killing the Dragon Pigs that still live today.





And that was the story of our guild

Finish

While this isn't exactly true (we lost the fight xD), Carnage is still a pretty close-knit guild, which was what I wanted to convey with this.

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This trip was merely another exercise in pest extermination for Kenji and the rest, but all this was new to Chronicler. He looked around the dark cavern, eyes wide with disbelief.

The band of guildmates, advanced towards the Black Rat’s lair, with Kenji walking nonchalantly along the left wall, Epic confidently striding forward, his white Bwak hopping along. They were followed by Arachaon and Chronicler.

Arachaon, a Feca dressed simply in a green tunic and breeches, a cloak of Kitsou hairs resting on his mantle, whispered sympathetically to the newest member of the guild, “Don’t worry. Kenji knows what he’s doing; we’ll all get out safe.” Chronicler nodded, his hand slipping slowly into Arachaon’s, clutching it tight in anxiety.

They emerged from the dark cavern, entering a room in which the Black Rat and his minions surrounded them. The Rats outnumbered them two to one, and Chronicler began to doubt that even Kenji and Epic could kill them. He didn’t need to worry though, as Kenji lanced trails of fire across the ground, barbecuing a couple of Rats. Epic let loose a twirling hammer, slicing through the flesh of a Rat Suenami. It tumbled to the foul grime-encrusted floor, keening in pain. Arachaon shaped a symbol in the air, outlining an area on the floor, lashing the Rats caught inside it.

Snapping out of his awed state, Chronicler attempted to help, teleporting up to bend time around a Rat Bag. In his haste to be of use, he didn’t notice the Black Rat stalking him. It lunged for Chronicler, the movement drawing Kenji’s eye. Kenji leapt across, the Black Rat’s claws ripping into his shoulder. The poison-tipped claws knocked him unconscious within seconds. Chronicler cowered as the Black Rat advanced upon him.

A blue light shimmered across his frame, as the Rat struck at him, its lashes fended off by some sort of protective magic. Chronicler smiled gratefully at Arachaon, whose arms were raised, face contorted in the effort of manipulating his magic. “Get out of the way!” he shouted, giving Chronicler just enough time to run before slamming down a series of Glyph spells, frying the Black Rat.

The Rat lunged for them, but Epic caught it in mid-air and swung it back. It burned, keening as its flesh crackled and smoke curled from it.

Chronicler ran over to Kenji, tears of guilt flying onto Kenji’s shirt, patches of the Iop's Cross on his shirt darkening. Epic followed slowly, limping from a long gash running down his right thigh.

He pulled out a flask of orangey liquid from his belt. Removing the stopper, Epic tipped it to Kenji’s lips, letting the liquid slowly drip in. A glow played over Kenji as the Phoenix Blood’s healing powers restored him.

Chronicler sniffled, and said softly, “Thank you for rescuing me.”

Kenji laughed weakly, “That’s what guildmates are for.”
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^ 492 words in total, according to the wordcounttool.com thingy.

I'll probably get trashed in this competition, but whatever Forty-five minutes of my life spent in practicing my narrative skills is forty-five minutes well-spent anyway.

Reason for edit: dashes spilled over to the next line.

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I humbly present my powerful prose for your pleasure, after the dashes.

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I would like to tell you that I am a member of a legendary guild that does legendary things… but I’m not. My Guild and I haven’t gutted the Gigantic Kralove, we haven’t outclassed Ougaa, we haven’t killed Kimbo, we haven’t beat the Bworker, and we haven’t mangled Minotot. We are a guild of ordinary warriors, we kill ordinary things in ordinary amounts.

That doesn’t mean we are ordinary people, though. Our cast of characters is charming and crazy, even if they aren’t the most powerful.

Our Sadida is a good example. He is one of the most powerful among us, capable of moving the earth itself to destroy our foes, barbarically bringing brambles to beat anyone who crosses him… but he would much rather play with his dollies. Most fights, he hangs out in the back stitching them up. He only shows his true power when someone dare destroy his darling Diddyums, his favored Inflatable.

The Osamodas isn’t much better. Rumor has it that he just a powerful doll made by our Sadida, and it would make sense. Never have I seen a more pampered and perfect pile of putrescence. He is scared of being hurt in battle; he simply brings out his summons and takes a nap in the corner. Makes sense though, as he never bathes – only his summons can stand to be around him.

You’ll never see our sly, seductive Sram without her double at her side. How a person can manage to only be friends with an exact copy of themselves is beyond me. The closest thing she has to a friend is the guild’s resident Pandawa, and that’s only because he always has a good deal of delicious drink on him (simply put, one does not want to see the Sram when shes drunk. The things she does with her double…).

As for me… well, I like to think I’m the normal one. Agile. Amazing. An astounding lover. No opponent dares to cross me, lest they face my forceful fist. I am the most powerful Eniripsa one has ever seen. I scoff at the simple Eniripsas who wish to heal with their grand intelligence. I sneer at the stupid chance Eniripsas, with their weak stature and silly attacks. I can’t even stand the strategic yet nearly extinct air Eniripsas, with their running through the battlefield.

No, I am the symbol of perfection. I am the sly, the sexy, the outstanding strength Eniripsa! Not a man can stare away at my perfect buff form, the contours of my muscles. Even my antennae are coated with perfect musculature, I am such a grand specimen.

As for the rest of the gallant yet garish guild? Well, I might have gotten a bit lengthy describing myself most meticulously. Perhaps I’ll tell you about the others some other time. Its not like it matters, anyway, everyone only wants to hear about me.

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Mamida is sitting down an old chair, almost as old as she is. She's got a full life with so much stories to tell. She choosed one exclusively for you, probably the most romantic one. So, listen carefully.

It was long before Oto-Mustam died. Uh, what am I saying ? He just disapeared voluntarily.
Some people tell that Goultard killed him. I can't believe that ! They are just crazy. Everyone knows it, Oto-Mustam never looses.

At that time, I was one of his biggest fan. Actually, I was the biggest one ! In my opinion, he was standing in the Rushu light.

He didn't feel the same about me. But anytime he gave me attention, I was in seventh hell. it's an understatement to say he was always unpleasant. But I loved it. You can't be a Brakmar figure admirer and don't like to suffer. At least he noticed me !

He took a wicked delight in turning me into strange forms,



in removing all my humanity.



He was often telling that I was awful and that to see me annoyed him.
I would have indulged all his whims to please him. I know that in a way he was fond of me !

I was so glad that I started to neglect my guild. I prefered to accomplish measly tasks for Oto (for the intimates) than being with my companions.
I was ready for anything just to get some of his consideration. I even returned in Incarnam for him !



For certain Oto-Mustam enjoyed stirring up ill-feeling. That was a hard time for my most faithful friends. They wanted to get me out of that. But more they were trying, more I was isolating myself.
They couldn't clash head-on with Oto-Mustam. He was too powerful, brilliant, magnificent, majestic, sublime,..

Mamida chokes. After long seconds, she gets breath back and looks around her, a strange light in her eyes.

You're too young to understand... That was an odd and even time. With him life was different. When he was appearing, people were acclaiming him !
I miss him so much.

Finally, as it was inevitable to come to that, my friends started to admit the Oto-Mustam superiority.
The most wily of them decided to radically change his behaviour. He started to be in awe of him too.



Little by little, all the members recognized the Oto-Mustam greatness. We joined in the worship of his magnificence.

Even now, long after his disappearance, we remain his most fervent idols.
We are lost without him.
I'm still hoping for his return.
And he was so amazing and extraordinary and...

Mamida falls asleep, with a smile on her face.

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Guild: Pulse
Server: Shika

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The occasional humidity of a summer's night in the UK can lead to a sense of tension and perspiration in the atmosphere to say the least. It was the turning point for The Mithril Saints and the downfall of a devoted group of comrades. Conflict had arisen within the ranks along with the dawn sunrise as I wondered where the guild would go from here. Fuelled by countless cans of RedBull, screamo music and Neon Genesis Evangelion, I made a move that gave us all a paradigm shift in our Dofus lifestyle. It all began during a grief-ridden anarchic assault on the Royal Gobball. Tempers were flaring, pacts were being broken and to top it all off, a premature slash of the deadly Pink Claw prevented the capture of the soul of the now departed Gobball King. But something quickly changed my annoyance into curiosity. As I opened my bag to analyse the spoils of my efforts, there I find, peacefully resting on a stack of Gobball Leather, a Guildalogem. It glowed softly, which brought an ambience of assurance to an otherwise distressing evening. I felt drawn to it. I felt like a Moskito upon sight of a Dark Miner’s Candle, I could spread my wings and soar to bliss or float into a deadly fate. But that thought of being in limbo excited me. It could have been the caffeine that drove me to do it, but whatever it was, there was no turning back. I reservedly announced my departure of The Mithril Saints to my fellow warriors, but the guild channel was a barren wasteland compared to usual. Dead. But it was at that point in which I was invited to a wedding by my closest friends. As we sat on the cool green grass that surrounded Amakna Church there was an uplifting and heart warming aura to the area, and with words of reassurance, they supported me and stuck by my side through this bleak period of guild relations. It was at that point I realised that all bonds were not broken, all bridges had not caved in. The group of comrades was not dead. Our hearts of dedication were still beating. There was still...a Pulse. From that point onward, after endless nights of inspiration and effort from my dearest companions Crystalwires and Ultimate-Blade, Pulse was born. The guild has gone from strength to strength since August of last year and we are still going strong with new friends and even old friends joining our ranks and contributing to what we refer to as our one big happy family.
Pulse.


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Acid-Bravery

Imagine yourself exploring the fine city of Astrub for the first time. The Rosal server has only recently started, and you yourself have just started playing Dofus. You and some friends enter the bank map only to find a very peculiar resource preceptor. Emblazoned above his head are the words “Knights Who Say Ni”. Up for a challenge and possible glory, your little group decides the best course of action would be to charge the preceptor. If only you knew where that fight would take you!

This is the position I found myself in a few years ago. Me and my little red Xelor had some great times, but one that has always stuck in my head is attacking that Knights Who Say Ni collector, and not without good reason. The battle was truly epic… well as epic as they get at the beginning of a new server.

My Xelor lined up with his buddies against the brave Knights for a showdown. I can safely say that no one was disappointed with the fight. My own side started out-numbered, but we could still give as good as we got. Nevertheless the Eniripsa on their side, by the name of Vile, clad in a freshly tailored Guavhat was doling out 20 hit point heals (which seemed quite high at the time) as if they were fairy works! Irony, the Knight’s Sacrier, was also a sight to see. He wore his Toady hat as if it were a king’s crown. All throughout the fight, they chanted out that timeless phrase: “Ni!”

My team lost that fight. However, I was ultimately a winner in it as well. After a time two of my team would come to join the Knights: Roshambo and myself. We have been with the guild for many years now. We’ve grown up there: slowly but surely reaching the level 100 milestone, creating our first decent sets, running dungeons, falling flat on our faces, and a myriad number of other things. Ni has been with us every step of the way. They adopted us into their little family, and what a family it is! They are a cocktail of wit, cheer, helpfulness, and humor mixed together with a decent dose of oddity. The Knights were like that when we first joined and have continued to remain that way.

The guild has grown and expanded since then. Old members, such as Vile and Irony, have long since left us and moved on to the greatest game of all: Life. We continue to keep it the way it was in the first days of the server, however. Roshambo even at one point rose to be the leader of the Knights, if only for a short time. The Knights Who Say Ni are a family. Never too serious, and never too flippant, we will continue to be a reminder of just what Dofus is supposed to be about: friendship, and fun!

It was a shiner beautiful sunner day,

In the dofus land today, I woke up, and said morning to my guild,

Saffiyah : Morning guildies, how is everyone today ?, My guild replyed,

Amoi : I AM FINE, (in loud dark voice) which was creepy,

Hottie : I am fine to my lord, ( sounded very posh indeed) it kinda impressed me

Zeigteny : Morning saff, how are you ? ( in a quiet voice) was sweet

I reply , Saffiyah : I am fine so, which one of you want to do somthing exciting, me and my wife was up all night thinking of what to do with our guild, and i come up with idea, of a magical hunt, me and my wife, as set out lots of prices around ankama, all in the serect places of dofus, and the final 1, D: is hidded, we have giving clues on the forums, and in house chest,

Zeigteny : sweet

Nimu : mmm well it was mainly my idea

Saffiyah : well guys and girls you fancy it, , what do you say ladia ? hehe

Zeigteny : i am in

Hottie : well i am in

Amoi : well saff i am in

Saffiyah, well no cheating, rules are simple, look ( gives them all book of rules ) if you turn to page one u see the rules

* No pushing and shoving
* No killing each other for pricess
* first 1 there gets it
* and there serously no cheating, ZEIG !!!

Zeigteny : what i dont cheat D:

Nimu : lol

Amoi : lol

Hottie : haha

Saffiyah : I love widing him up, ok rules are simple as i said, now, first clue is , is everyone ready ?

Amoi : yea

Hottie : yea

Zeigteny : yea D:


Saffiyah : here is first clue -You will fine this area looks like a hall full of tables, would rly suit a king for dinner partys and so on , and for his own usage, you will fine a small chest there

So on as the story goes on, zeigteny the wild boar as we all call him goes of into the dark hidous woods teleporting all over the place looking for it, as these all dont know there is 4 prices of these, just incase, but only 1 of the last one, who will win, we shall fine out D:,

Zeigteny : hahha i am in front of everyone

saffiyah : no cocky buniess or U OUT !!!

Nimu : xD


Amoi : at first one %loc% (picks up adventure hat) 1 to amoi

saffiyah : what D: well done

Zeigteny : dam me wanted to be first anyway there %loc% (picks up daft hat)

Hottie : aww i come so close , if i didnt get aggord by that moowolf it be ok, ( picks up piwi hat)

Saffiyah : kk second clue is, you will always sleep in this, on night, well when ever you got to sleep, and the bugs, which is me BITE !!!!

Zeigteny : ha *uses guild potion* there %loc%.

Saffiyah : HAHA numptie, this house is in mind, dw doors is unlock but you got to fine it, this house in the city of bonta, own by my main only nimu those

after 2 hours of searching the houses, hottie, gets there first

Hottie : i am there %loc% ( picks up adventure cape ), yay mage widsom as well, hehe - 1 to hottiee and amoi

Amoi : there bud %loc% (picks up piwi cape) , aww noo

Ziegteny : how many are they ? i am there %loc% ( picks up daft cape , hehe damie

Saffiyah : 3

Nimu : Third clue is, we always at this place when we log of or log on or resting, even now we are at this place, i have tick everyone of our friends so you cant fine us

After 6 hours of looking saffiyah give up and fallen to sleep, nimu chariot goies riding over him and wakes him up, then as he dreams of waking up D: there it was, the dofus exploding, only 1 man could save the day, nimu claps, and wakes saff up, omg i was having a worst dream that dofus was exploding,

Nimu (sarcstic) : it is xD, saffiyah : xD


Zeigteny : aww :L i give up sorry

Amoi : haha found you all %loc% lol i gived up aswell but i was doing pvps,

Saffiyah : dam i forgot to put my wings down -.- x-D

Nimu : lol ok then looks like amoi 2 out of 3, you have won, the first price, Moowolf helmet, sorry hottie you didnt get nothing

after all the comotion, everyone didnt noticed hottie was asleep o.o hottie wakes up, ahh guys i know what last one is

saffiyah : well to late hottie sorry ur 6 hours late, mmm

hottie : awww

Saffiyah and Nimu pronouse, the winner is Amoi

Amoi : YaY

Well that the end of that story though

The partially true fable of Idyllic...

Once upon a time, there was a remarkable guild called the Republic of Thieves, but this story is not about this guild. Times passed, and there was a great splitting of the guild; many members quit, some joined other guilds, but one group of the active members formed another guild - Idyllic. Idyllic was lead by Ferkisai, a valiant Iop, with Sir Fish, a noble knight and Saurus, a hairy (yet somewhat sexy), perverted... thing. Idyllic was fair and righteous, yet strong, recruiting strong minds and random people that make you chuckle. All was well, until one day, Ferkisai left the guild. All were melancholy and woe. Mempants, a mighty Osamodas, and good friend of Ferkisai took charge on Ferkisai's permission, and helped the guild grow evermore, awesome.

Years had passed (or days, nonetheless, it was an amount of time!), the guild was still strong and awesome, full of many new members invited by Clock, the lazy guy, the long-haired Xelor, the guy who never seems to have any Kamas, the guy who levels slower than people who don't even play the game, the... you get the point. Frigost, a new continent, was just discovered by an Idyllic member themselves, a certain smexy Sram, by the name of Smexter. It was open to all (except most people didn't actually want to go because there was really ugly snow Bworks that eat people). Some of the guilds greatest members set out to drive away these monsters. This group, consisting of Clock, Mempants, Saurus, Fish, Byob, Smexter, Vaane and The Bread monster set out onto the island. The smell of The Bread monster's bread (as well as Saurus'... never mind...) drove the snow Bworks out of their hiding spots, enraged and ready for battle, screeching "Surprise attack!" at the top of their voices from afar, giving the group a fairly long time to prepare for the skirmish.

The group was ready for battle! Okay, they weren't, but still... Within moments, The Bread monster was eaten, and Clock ran far, far away. Smexter was fighting well, as was Saurus and Vaane. Mempants was actually forcing his "summons" (enslaved animals he randomly caught, which he claims to be a gift from the god Osamodas... What a liar!) to fight, while he made them get struck by vomit from a repulsive toad, and bitten by a rabid Moskito! Byob got disconnection, and Fish was away from keyboard! Silly Fish! Since I'm running out of words, they all fainted except for Clock. They were reliant on him. The ever-so more repulsive snow Bwork chieftain stepped forward, intimidating Clock. Its shadow coated his puny body, towering over him with an angry expression on his face, yet Clock was still as courageous as ever! The beast sneezed. Clock ran for his life, slipped on a rock, which flew into the air, hit the beast in the face, and killed it. Miraculously, Clock had saved the day, his friends, and the guild!