User:Kenshin/Doom Chef's Story

In the time of so called order there was a man who was bound to no nation, no authority. His name was Doom Chef, and this is his story.

Prologue.

Sat around a fire deep in the depths of Surewould forest is Doom Chef's band of mercenaries. There was: Doom Chef, the Marksman. Oggypog, the Battlemage. Moob Man, the Warrior and Zorika the Battle Medic. They were deep in converstion about the chaos uprising taking place all over Lore.
"I can hardly see how this is our problem," said Oggypog.
"This is our problem, because we are some of the few who actually have the strength to combat this force," countered Doom Chef.
"But just 'cause we can doesn't mean we should!"
"We have a duty to all of the less able people on Lore, like our families."
"..."
"OK I know your family is dead, that was pretty thoughtless of me, I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted"
There was a moments silence broken only by the popping and spitting of the fire. As she leaned over to feed the fire Zorika said in her soothing voice, "Doom Chef, you're our commander, we'll follow you where you want to go, so if this is what you really want to do then I'm with you."
"Thank you Zorika," said Doom Chef
"No offense 'Chef, but I'm not sure about this, what's in it for us?" queried Moob Man.
"I'm sure we'll be able to earn some gold somewhere along the line Moob Man, and besides we'll build up some reputation with the public which will lead to more jobs. If you haven't noticed we've not had an assignment for almost two weeks now, we're running low on everything. We need this extra reputation."
"He's got a point you know," said Oggypog finally stirring from the depths of his thoughts. "We can't go on like this for much longer, we're all weary and highly strung, well all of us except Zorika, but she's never angry. I'm not happy with this sudden change in motives, but I'm afraid I've got to side with Doom Chef on this one."