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I ended up going Druid. It's what most people wanted when I started this post, and because of the way Ultima IX works it won't make any difference in the long run.











: Soooooo.... doing anything later?
: Please leave now.




: Stuck up gypsies.




Oh shit






Woo! That was easy thanks to this awesome sword. As long as I have this sword I can never, ever lose.




Here we go!











The Avatar seems shocked about something.




Is it the giant head?




Nope.






: It's cool, it's no problem. I'll just use that nifty sword I found earlier! That'll take care of the dragon.




Hawkwind!








Meanwhile, Doctor Doom and Namor are watching the events unfold on their big-screen flat-panel Mirror of Darkness.


: My lord, the Avatar has arrived in Britannia and has been easily dispatched by my Wyrmguard.

: Do not be so sure. The meddlesome "champion of virtue" is not so easily defeated.

: Of course, my lord, but I ask you: where is he now? The Mirror of Darkness would reveal Lord British's lackey. If he...




: The Avatar has been teleported to a place hidden from the Mirror's sight. Our "virtuous paragon" could only have been taken to Stonegate. And by one of great power.

: Shall I reduce Stonegate to a cinder my lord?

: No. I want the champion of Britannia to see what has become of the land and its people. I want to feel his rage burn, as he sees what I have done to Britannia. You are to keep the Avatar occupied until I complete my plan for Britannia's conquest. What remains is yours... when I am finished. Now leave me.

: Yes, my lord.






: Blackthorn, you are indeed a fool to want Britannia... once I have finished with it.


Coming up soon, CHAPTER TWO: Chapter one is a liar, don't believe him.


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