The Chronicles of Godric Gryffindor – the only child of Albert – the First of the Gryffindor Line
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It Begins
The word of the The_One-Beyond-All came like a wind to me on that fateful day.
“Do you wish to live like your father…if not join me and become the greatest hero in all of Godville.”
I thought I must have had too many too much to drink, but I agreed. Adventurers do get nice gold and I need that if I am to keep up with my drinking speed.
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My Journey Began
I began my conquest as my Lord wished, slaying all monsters and all the enemies of his Magnificence in his name, and while I did this, I set up my second Conquest deep in my Mind, to Drink in every tavern in the realm.
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Getting a Diary
After a couple of days butchering through the realm of Godville, my Lord ordered me to get a diary. For what reason, I don’t know, I do hope I don’t end up selling it to cover my drinking expenses. My Lord wouldn’t be happy about that.
I went into a town and got myself a new diary, the cover was old and leathery, it seems someone stabbed it with something. According to the shopkeeper, it belonged to a Mr. Riddle.
A lightning bolt struck dangerously close to me and the diary dropped. It seems my Lord doesn’t want me to get that one, so I went for newer diary at random before rushing out of the shop.
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Meeting Tige
A marriage guru told me in the last town that taking care of another being took ‘an amount of maturity’.
I have fought for weeks now, I have finally gotten ‘an amount of maturity’ from all these slain beasts.
I can safely believe that my Lord wouldn’t mind if I had one more mouth to feed.
I would head to the next town to get a pet on auction.
I slept under a tree on my way, not drinking for so long made me drowsy, only to wake up to a Firefox going through my stuff.
Where he came from, I have no idea, but I know where I’m going now… The Next Tavern, the auction money would serve well there.
I placed a leash on the Firefox and named him Tige.
This must be a blessing from the Omnipotent One.
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Partners For Life
“Do you take this Firefox as your contracted pet? To cherish and hunt with from now till the expiration date of your licence?” The man at pet registry asked.
“I do”, I replied, why else would I be here?
“Do you take this Man as your contracted Master? To protect and hunt with from now till the expiration date of his licence?”
“Barks”
“With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you Master and Pet”
I left shortly after, My Lord had a new quest for me, to join a Guild.
I heard there was beer at the party after I left the registry…
Well, I guess I couldn’t ignore the call of my Lord.
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Joining a Guild
I left an ad in the Godville Times that I needed a guild, but the ad mysteriously disappeared, apparently my Lord had other plans.
“Join the Thunder Clan”, He whispered to my dreams.
I ignored that though, but I had to accept his decision when the dreams became nightmares.
And now, I am a bonafide member of the Thunder Clan, hmm… it isn’t that bad.
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Becoming a Bonafide member
Months have passed, and now, I am a high ranking member of the Thunder Clan… can’t remember what the name of the rank is though, but it is pretty high, at least I get to nominate myself as a guild leader. If I win, the first thing to do is to change the guild religion to my Lord, The One-Beyond-All.
Hail T.O.B.A!
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My poetic God
Yesterday, the Divine One sang a poem to me, carried down from the heavens by a choir of angels.
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
According to the Oracle of my guild, this poem came from an obscure Outer Deity known as William Blake.
It seems Almighty isn’t much of a poet.
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Leaving Thunderclan Guild
After several months of elections, I finally gave up on running for Leadership. Perhaps my Lord would see my trails.
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Creating a new guild
The word of my Lord, the Omnipotent One Beyond All came straight to me on this day, 1st of February, 2022.
With a voice soothing like the gentle warm breeze, and calming like the touch of beer on lips, it came saying:
“Begin preparations,
Build a new guild,
Name it the Tarot Club,
To be for all those who share the same fanbase as yourself.”
I went straight to work, and with a day’s work, I created the guild and slowly but surely, newer members who shared my fanbase came together and joined this guild.
Now, we drink beer and fight monsters.