So I successfully descended the bluff and now was at Megara coast. The city of Megara was just on the opposite end of the coast.
As I made my way through this coast I was attacked by groups of Ichthians and giant turtles. Ichthians were strange creat
ures. They were some sort of aquatic reptiles. While most of them were melee types, there were a few intelligent ones that could cast magic spells and heal their allies. They also had tough scales and so could withstand more damage than satyrs. Giant turtles were even more durable than Ichthians and could take a lot of beating before dying. However they were really slow, making movement speed the most useful thing against them. Of course the leg tip from a fallen deathweaver did an extremely good job with these creatures. It probably would’ve taken me twice as long to fight each of them if not for that powerful poison dripping from the leg tip.
In some rare places I came against a few undead too. While most were skeletons and zombies, I also met a few wraiths of dead sailors. These guys were just the same as zombies really – slow, average strength and average endurance. I didn’t sweat much while bringing them down.
I also remembered another one of warrior’s skills. The professionals like to call it War Wind. It consists of a warrior gliding through the air really fast towards an enemy pack of choice and once there to violently spin 360 degrees. The skill is called war wind because in order to learn it and to be able to perform it you must learn to feel the air around you and to feel one with it. This will help you glide through it with an enormous speed as if you are just a ghost and to stop yourself you produce a violent and rapid spin that can really bleed all the monsters in range.
So I finally reached the Megara gates and entered the lovely city. It was a coastal city and therefore nicely smelled of fish. It was also significantly bigger and busier than Helos and Tegea. I felt like I was getting close to Athens.
Before I could go very far I saw a guy who looked very miserable. I decided to find out why. When I asked him why he was so miserable he began telling me a story about undead attacking them last night. He was saying something about the 3 princes attacking the city and killing many people, including his whole family. He then began rattling on about some curse that the princes would bring to them and how it is the end of the world. I felt bad and so reassured him that I will take care of the situation and everything will be all right.
Then I remembered that I needed to find a man by the name of Timon. I asked a few people of where I could find him and each was giving me various directions.
After a few minutes I came across the man.
- “Welcome to Megara. How can I help you?” he asked.
- “I was sent by Leonidas.” I replied, “He said that you know how to get to Athens and also how to find the Oracle.”
- “Ah, you’re also seeking Oracle’s prophecy about these beasts?” Timon wondered.
- “Yes I do.” I replied, “How can I get there?”
- “Well Athens is pretty much directly across the bridge that’s right outside the other end of Megara. However to go to Delphi and see the Oracle there you’ll need to go through Halcyon coast to village of Ambrossos, across Phocian swamps and you’ll get to Delphi. It’s a long way my friend.”
I wondered there for a second of what I should do. Should I travel to Athens and see how my people are doing? Or should I postpone it and go see the Oracle about the monsters? After a few minutes of careful thought I decided that I should go and see the Oracle in Delphi.
- “All right, I’ll go to Delphi.” I said.
- “Excellent my friend! I wish you best of luck.” Timon said.
I then decided to ask him about the undead:
- “Could you please tell me of what happened last night with undead attacking?”
- “Yes” he sighed, “They do attack us on occasion, but this time it was worse, it was much much worse. The three princes of old Eleusis were with the rest of the pack.”
- “Who are these 3 princes?” I asked, “And what about that curse that they’re meant to bring?”
- “The 3 princes are the 3 undead brothers. Each is a master of a specific form of combat: Polypas – prince of blade, Aristeus – prince of staff and Menon – prince of bow. They once were cursed by the God Apollo to never enter Hades and to walk the Earth. But it was considered to be a legend until yesterday when we actually saw them with our eyes. The curse that you might’ve heard about is that if the 3 princes are truly real and start attacks on cities then it is said there will be a massive apocalypse - an apocalypse where gigantic army of undead will walk over Greece, destroying every city on its path.”
- “So is this true? Personally I’ve fought lots of undead on my way here.” I said.
- “If the legend is true, then we’re all doomed. The Greece is doomed!”
- “I’ll see what I can do with these 3 princes. Maybe I should try to fight them.”
With this thought in mind I travelled to the opposite gates of Megara and exited it towards some farmland.
As I made my way through this coast I was attacked by groups of Ichthians and giant turtles. Ichthians were strange creat
ures. They were some sort of aquatic reptiles. While most of them were melee types, there were a few intelligent ones that could cast magic spells and heal their allies. They also had tough scales and so could withstand more damage than satyrs. Giant turtles were even more durable than Ichthians and could take a lot of beating before dying. However they were really slow, making movement speed the most useful thing against them. Of course the leg tip from a fallen deathweaver did an extremely good job with these creatures. It probably would’ve taken me twice as long to fight each of them if not for that powerful poison dripping from the leg tip.In some rare places I came against a few undead too. While most were skeletons and zombies, I also met a few wraiths of dead sailors. These guys were just the same as zombies really – slow, average strength and average endurance. I didn’t sweat much while bringing them down.
I also remembered another one of warrior’s skills. The professionals like to call it War Wind. It consists of a warrior gliding through the air really fast towards an enemy pack of choice and once there to violently spin 360 degrees. The skill is called war wind because in order to learn it and to be able to perform it you must learn to feel the air around you and to feel one with it. This will help you glide through it with an enormous speed as if you are just a ghost and to stop yourself you produce a violent and rapid spin that can really bleed all the monsters in range.
So I finally reached the Megara gates and entered the lovely city. It was a coastal city and therefore nicely smelled of fish. It was also significantly bigger and busier than Helos and Tegea. I felt like I was getting close to Athens.
Before I could go very far I saw a guy who looked very miserable. I decided to find out why. When I asked him why he was so miserable he began telling me a story about undead attacking them last night. He was saying something about the 3 princes attacking the city and killing many people, including his whole family. He then began rattling on about some curse that the princes would bring to them and how it is the end of the world. I felt bad and so reassured him that I will take care of the situation and everything will be all right.
Then I remembered that I needed to find a man by the name of Timon. I asked a few people of where I could find him and each was giving me various directions.
After a few minutes I came across the man.
- “Welcome to Megara. How can I help you?” he asked.
- “I was sent by Leonidas.” I replied, “He said that you know how to get to Athens and also how to find the Oracle.”
- “Ah, you’re also seeking Oracle’s prophecy about these beasts?” Timon wondered.
- “Yes I do.” I replied, “How can I get there?”
- “Well Athens is pretty much directly across the bridge that’s right outside the other end of Megara. However to go to Delphi and see the Oracle there you’ll need to go through Halcyon coast to village of Ambrossos, across Phocian swamps and you’ll get to Delphi. It’s a long way my friend.”
I wondered there for a second of what I should do. Should I travel to Athens and see how my people are doing? Or should I postpone it and go see the Oracle about the monsters? After a few minutes of careful thought I decided that I should go and see the Oracle in Delphi.
- “All right, I’ll go to Delphi.” I said.
- “Excellent my friend! I wish you best of luck.” Timon said.
I then decided to ask him about the undead:
- “Could you please tell me of what happened last night with undead attacking?”
- “Yes” he sighed, “They do attack us on occasion, but this time it was worse, it was much much worse. The three princes of old Eleusis were with the rest of the pack.”
- “Who are these 3 princes?” I asked, “And what about that curse that they’re meant to bring?”
- “The 3 princes are the 3 undead brothers. Each is a master of a specific form of combat: Polypas – prince of blade, Aristeus – prince of staff and Menon – prince of bow. They once were cursed by the God Apollo to never enter Hades and to walk the Earth. But it was considered to be a legend until yesterday when we actually saw them with our eyes. The curse that you might’ve heard about is that if the 3 princes are truly real and start attacks on cities then it is said there will be a massive apocalypse - an apocalypse where gigantic army of undead will walk over Greece, destroying every city on its path.”
- “So is this true? Personally I’ve fought lots of undead on my way here.” I said.
- “If the legend is true, then we’re all doomed. The Greece is doomed!”
- “I’ll see what I can do with these 3 princes. Maybe I should try to fight them.”
With this thought in mind I travelled to the opposite gates of Megara and exited it towards some farmland.
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