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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

Thread Last Updated on December 22nd, 2019.
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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

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"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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Dang, this is my 4000th post. I really do have no life on a minecraft forum.

In honor of this not-so-momentous occasion, I have decided to show the beginnings of a project I'm working on. This is a wynncraft-themed story but with a twist: your choices affect the outcome of the story. It works similarly to a certain line of children's books. Disclaimer: this story is unofficial and made only by myself.

Here's how this thread works: the story is split up into various "pages", with each page contained in their own spoiler.

hi

At the end of each page, you'll be asked to choose which page you want to go to next. You'll then find that spoiler/page on the thread and open it up.

I'd also like to point out this project is far from completed. Still, I hope my current number of pages gives you a rough idea of what this story will be like. I plan on updating this every Saturday or Sunday.

If you find any spelling and grammar mistakes, please let me know. I'd would also really appreciate feedback you have, as this is by far the biggest Wynncraft project I've ever done.

Enjoy. (also please don't quote this post, it's like 3000+ words long total)

You are a king’s recruit from the province of Fruma, sent to the neighboring province of Wynn to fight a force known as the Corruption. Armed with an old spear, you have somehow managed to make it halfway across Wynn to the great city of Detlas.

Here you stand at the entrance to the heart of the province. What will you do now?

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 3] Explore the entrance to the city.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

As you step out from the city’s foyer, you become overwhelmed by an assortment of sights. Detlas is a city filled with Merchants, some of whom have market stalls whereas others store their wares on the backs of mules and donkeys. The city seems weirdly overgrown with plants and mushrooms, yet it does not feel ruined in any way.

“Hello, and welcome to Detlas, the central city of the province of Wynn!”

A smiling human approaches. Maybe he knows more about this place?

[Go to Page 5] Listen to the human and what he has to say.
[Go to Page 6] Ignore the human and walk away.

{From Page 1}

Between the busy streets and the outside world lies a strange room comparable to the foyer of a house. It appears to be some sort of storage, judging by the bales of hay and the crates tucked away in corners. The area is also surprisingly empty. You would expect goods lying around like this to at least be guarded...

[Go to Page 2] Enter the city of Detlas.
[Go to Page 4] Exit Detlas.
[Go to Page 7] Examine the crates more closely.

{From Pages 1 and 3}

On second thought, why are you even here? You’re a soldier, not a merchant. You have nothing to sell and not enough emeralds to buy anything. Although, it would be nice to spend the night at an inn.

For the time being, however, you depart the safe walls of the city. What what will you do next?

[Go to Page 10] Head towards a group of grazing sheep.
[Go to Page 11] Hunt for undead to kill.
[Go to Page 12] Travel down the road the road you originally came to Detlas from.

{From Page 2}

Uninterrupted, the human continues his speech about Wynn’s central city.

“Here, you will find merchants from all around the province, so feel free to shop to your heart’s content! After all, Detlas is the hub of cooperation between villagers and humans! If you’re new here, I’d recommend heading to the center of town and visiting our bank.” Why would you have any need to visit a bank? Clearly this is a city full of rich folk.

The friendly man had finally stops talking, and throughout his entire conversation he has provided you with no useful info. Surely his information about the city isn’t this limited?

[Page 8] Thank him, and walk away.
[Page 9] Ask him for more information about Detlas.

{From Page 2}

On second thought, you don’t have time to hear someone list every feature this city has, and you’ll probably forget everything he has to say. You ignore the human and continue on your way.

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is even more impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 3}

You decide to take a closer look at the crates. After all, you’re just glancing at them, and it’s not like you’ll be stealing anything. And even if you did hypothetically decide to steal something, who are you even taking things from? The military? You’re a part of the military!

Curiosity gets the best of you. You attempt to open one of the boxes, and to your surprise the lid slides right off. At first, all you see inside the containers is straw, but upon looking more closely you notice a few bottles inside. They contain a mysterious green liquid. Are these potions? And how long have these even been here?

“What are you doing?”

A voice startles you, and you turn around to see a human peering over your shoulder. You glimpsed him inside the city earlier, and it seems he’s caught on to your suspicious activity.

“Rummaging through other people’s stuff I see? What do you have to say for yourself. I may not be a member of the city’s guard, but I will not hesitate to uphold the law of my home!”

[Page 19] Close the crate and apologize to him.
[Page 20] Bribe him with one of the bottles to keep him quiet.
[Page 21] Steal a bottle and run off.

{From Pages 5 and 9}

Ragni may have been bustling, but there you sensed that the humans and villagers there were always bracing themselves for the next attack. There’s no sense of dread hanging over Detlas, which is an extremely lively place. Immediately, you spot a villager selling meat and exotic fruits skewered on a stick. Nearby, another merchant sits next to a melon the size of a small dog. A different villager advertises some type of gin, apparently from some far-off land called “Gavul”. In addition to the crowd of people in the street, a giant bee is flying around, and no one even seems to notice it.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 13] Find a merchant to trade with.
[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 15] Continue past the city’s central market, and walk down the street ahead of you.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.

{From Page 5}

“Thank you, kind civilian,” you say, “but is it possible that you can tell me anything else about the city? A bank is of no use to me, while I would quite like to know the location of an inn.”

“An inn?” he responds, “Yes, we do have one of those in Detlas.” For the first time since you’ve met this man, he doesn’t seem that enthusiastic about what he’s discussing.

“And where might I find this inn?” you ask.

“Head down all the way to the eastern gate. Right before you exit the city, turn right and head down a path. There are a couple of buildings at the end of that path, one of them being the city’s only inn. The building has a sign depicting a bed hanging above it, so you can’t miss what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you for the informat--”

“But wait!” the knowledgeable human interrupts, “I am a representative of the city of Detlas. And I implore you to not stay at the local lodgings! The inn is in shambles, has nowhere near enough rooms, and I’ve heard reports of all sorts of illegal activities taking place there!”

Choose ONE Response:

"That doesn’t seem like a good place to stay at. I will heed your advice and stay away.”

“I knew I could convince you! I don’t have much more to say about Detlas, although there are a few shops I would recommend checking out. Farzris’ Potion Shop sells some of the best elixirs in the province, for instance…”

The jovial human begins to list off various stores and market stalls, and you start to wonder if they’re sponsored to list these locations. Either way, it’s time for you to explore the city on your own.

[Page 8] Continue onward.

“Let me ask you this: have you ever stayed at this inn?”

“Of course not! I mean, why would I?” exclaims the human.

“Then I feel like you shouldn’t judge it!”

“Are you calling my sources inaccurate? I may not have visited every nook and cranny of this city, but believe me, I know a lot about it! Your poor choices are yours to make, so don’t go blaming me!”

Clearly nothing good will come out of this argument, so you decide to walk away. He’ll find some other person to ramble at. For now though, you have a city to explore.

[Page 18] Continue onwards.

“All those issues are minor, I just need somewhere to spend the night.”

“Minor? Eh…” He pauses for a minute, thinking of a response. To him, a dingy old inn probably has major issues. To you, it can’t be any worse than a spider-infested forest.

“Fine,” he finally says, “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

You thank him for the directions, and continue into the city.

[Page 8] Continue onwards.

{From Page 4}

A cluster of sheep stands in a small pasture, seemingly oblivious to the hostile world around them. The fence protecting them is makeshift at best, and there’s nothing stopping you from carrying one off and cooking it for a meal of mutton. Of course, you wouldn’t do anything like that.

Then, you notice something strange among the flock: a sheep with bright pink wool. You’ve passed by many farms since arriving in Wynn, yet you’ve never seen a creature like this before. Surely its wool would net you a nice sum of emeralds…

Slowly you creep up on the creature, with a small knife in your hand to use as shears. Yet right as you’re less than a meter away, the sheep turns around and bleats loudly. It then proceeds to run off, shoving away the rest of the flock and breaking out of the pen. It dawns on you that you’re now responsible for damaging property and helping someone’s livestock escape.

{From Page 4}

As a soldier of the Wynn province, it is your duty to hunt down and kill any undead you see. However, there doesn't seem to be many undead in the vicinity. In your search for a fight you turn left, and begin walking around the perimeter of the great city.

It doesn’t take long before you encounter a shambling zombie. You’ve killed dozens of these corrupted at this point, and killing one more shouldn’t be very difficult. This time around, you simply sit back and stab it when it approached. As you collapses to the ground, you feel like the province is slightly safer. Slightly.

In the distance, you notice yet another undead. And after killing that one, another still. As you pierce and slash your way through almost a dozen corrupted, you notice that the environment around you has changed a lot. The city of Detlas had vanished, and up ahead lies the ruins from some great battle. You’re lost.

{From Page 4}

You were in quite a rush to reach the city of Detlas, so you wonder if there’s something important by the road that you ended up missing. So you set out down the path you originally took, and it isn’t long before you find something interesting. A quaint little apple orchard sits beside the road. Several fallen apples are lying on the ground, and they look quite tasty. You bite into one, and your assumptions are proven correct: it is delicious!

[Page 22] Eat some more apples.
[Page 23] Go somewhere else.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

Directly to your right is a merchant’s stall. There, an older woman with long blonde hair is selling bowls of an unknown, yet presumably edible, substance. You’re hungry after a day of peril, so you decide to spend what few emeralds you have on a meal.

“Hello,” you say as you approach the merchant, “What’s in that stew of yours, if I might ask?”

“Beetroots!” they cheerfully respond, “I picked them myself out on the road to Nemract. I charge five emeralds for one bowl of stew, but I’ll lower the price to one if you drink the whole thing here and give me back my bowl. Those things are expensive.”

“One emerald? Sounds like a deal to me.” You hand over one green stone and in return you receive a hearty meal. It won’t be as tasty as that slice of cake you had back at Ragni, but it still will be good. Without bothering to lower your hood of your cloak, you rapidly slurp the stew down.

“Um…”the merchant says as you set the bowl down, “I’m glad to see you enjoyed it! Come back any time.”

{-1 Emerald}

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

Not far from where you stand is a busy shop. The building lacks a door, and you peer inside to see a man brewing a potion in front of a line of people. Having a potion or two on hand will be very useful. Time to wait in line.

The store is even bigger on the inside, and far more wonderful too. The shelves are lined with odd flora, several cauldrons are bubbling, and… is that a skull lying on a table?

“Is where the line starts?” you ask a customer.

“Yes,” they answer, “been waiting for a while too. The current buyer in front of me in convinced they have some rock in their bag, but I know it’s not there, and so does Farzris.”

“Farzris?”

“That’s the man who runs this shop. I take it you’re new to Detlas?”

You nod. “And when you mentioned that missing rock, are you referring to an emerald?”

“No, I think it’s some kind of magical rock. Farzris trades in ingredients. You give him something with alchemical properties, and he brews it into a potion, free of charge.”

Now that sounds convenient. For whatever reason, you’ve been carrying some mushrooms around, and you didn’t know what you would do with them. They didn’t seem edible, that’s for sure.

Time passes, and eventually the man in front of you is able to show Farzris his ingredients. The proprietor's expression turns to that of disgust when the customer pulls a wad of gunk out of their bag.

“Disgusting… is from a sewer slime? Hold on to that… I’ll need to brew it in a special cauldron. CORMAC!” Farzris shouts an unknown towards the ceiling, and soon a young boy comes down. An assistant, perhaps?

“What do you need this time?” Cormac asks.

“Bring me that old cauldron.” Without responding or showing any emotion, the boy runs back upstairs. At this point, you’re considering just leaving the store. Who knows how long this whole process will take, or if you’ll even get something good in return. Eventually Cormac comes down, and empty-handed too.

“I couldn’t find it.”

“What do you mean, boy,” Farzris asks in an irate tone, “You don’t just lose a cauldron.”

“I think it’s the one you sold a while back.”

“No, it clearly isn’t! Don’t question me like this again.”

“I swear, you’re wrong.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, and go back to searching!”

You wince as the storeowner's remark. Frazris may apparently be skilled alchemist, but he doesn't seem like he's a great person.

{From Pages 6 and 8}

A larger than normal crowd is gathered on the street leading east, and you decide to see what the fuss is all about. It turns out that they’re all listening to a group of warriors speak about… something. You’re clearly late to the discussion.

“The rest of the guilds have grown weak!” you hear one of the warriors shout, “They would rather get involved with petty arguments, rather than fight true foes such as the undead. Let me ask you all, adventurers, how do you want to be remembered?”

“Guilds?” you quietly ask to no one in particular.

“What do you mean 'guilds?'” a nearby girl inquires.

“I just don’t know what I guild is. I come from a land far away, and know very little about this strange province.”

“They’re groups of fighters who come together for some cause. Don’t really know much else, but when you’ve lived in Detlas your whole life you see a lot of them. When I’m bored I hear them make long speeches in the streets, it’s way more entertaining than school.”

“Remember!” continues the guild spokesman, “Are you a coward or a leader! If you’re a leader, you are a natural-born Lynx! If you’re a coward, then you’re best off going back to farming, you rat.”

You have to admit, you’re a little bit interested in joining a guild. Not because of the speech, but because of the benefits it could provide. Having allies in the province could be useful.

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

There’s an interesting assortment of stores down the street to your left. One building seems to house a blacksmith’s forge, while another is selling odd powders in every color of the rainbow. Before you can decide which one to enter, a villager runs up to you.

“You look like a strong adventurer who can assist me!” he exclaims. It seems like this fellow has gotten the wrong impression of you. You’re not really an adventurer, and you aren’t that strong either. This doesn’t matter to him, since he continues his speech.

“My name is Sayleros. I moved to Detlas a few weeks ago with my family, or at least I attempted to do so. We were attacked by bandits along the way, and my brother was killed! But get this, my brother had his will on him. He owns a large fortune, and it can be mine if I am able to possess the will.”

Your first impression of Sayleros is that he’s very greedy. You then also realise you’re equally greedy, because you begin to wonder what’s in it for you if you help him out.

“What do I get if I help you?” you inquire.

“I happen to own a graveyard not far from Nemract. If you bring me the will, I will grant you acc…”

“I’m not interested in any graveyards, sorry.”

Sayleros sighs. “Fine, I’ll give you some emeralds for your trouble. Are you willing to help me out? You’re the third warrior I’ve asked today.”

{From Pages 6, 8, and 18}

The bank of Detlas is an impressive sight, solidifying the city’s position as a hub and wealth of trade. It’s a large, multi-level building, and a massive symbol of an emerald hangs above the entrance. Due to your pitiful wealth, you’ll probably never get to see the inside.

“Spare an emerald or so, kind sir?”

You notice a beggar dressed in rags sitting outside the bank. Whenever someone passes him by, he calls out to them, asking for an ounce of generosity. You can’t help but feel a bit bad for him, and despite being poor yourself, parting with one emerald wouldn’t hurt.

“Here,” you say to the beggar, “I have an emerald to offer you. It isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”

“Why, thank you very much!” he responds. You reach into your bag to pull out an emerald, but while doing so, you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” someone whispers

Behind you stands a woman roughly around your age, with leather armor similar to your own and a bow slung over her back. Her hair is dyed a distinct violet, making her stand out among the crowds of people in Detlas.

“What?” you say back, much louder than this stranger probably wants.

“This man is lying!” she quietly answers, “they aren’t poor at all, they just want more money?”

“How do you know this?” You too have taken to speaking in a hushed tone. Hopefully the beggar can’t hear your conversation. That would make things pretty uncomfortable.

“I know they have a house at the very least. Saw them walk into it one day too.”

“So you’re stalking them?”

“No!” she says in a much louder voice, “Listen, you’re probably new here. And judging from your clothing and weapon, you’re probably some sort of traveling fighter too. So from one of your kind to another, trust me on this. Save your money.”

{From Page 9 and 19}

Is Detlas always this busy? Clusters of people move through the streets, sometimes mixed in with a donkey or a lumbering iron golem. So much is going on that you aren’t sure where to stop first, so you just keep walking until you reach a more open space.

The center of Detlas is extremely impressive. Ragni has a central market with a statue at its center, but Detlas instead has a giant purple crystal. Surrounding the city square is a vast assortment of vendors and stores, and you aren’t sure where to begin exploring.

[Page 14] Find a store to shop at.
[Page 16] Continue walking down the street to your left.
[Page 17] Continue walking down the street to your right.
[Page 24] Find a merchant to trade with.

{From Page 7}

“My mistake!” you exclaim as you hastily close the crate, “I did not know that these belonged to anyone.”

“Your mistake? You’re a soldier of the Wynn province, you should know better. Whatever’s in there is the property of the city!”

Whoever this person is, they sure are grumpy. Haven’t they ever heard of the human trait of curiosity? Hopefully not everyone in the city is this irritating.

[Page 18] Enter Detlas.

{From Page 7}

“Calm down! How about you and I make a deal. There were two bottles of… something here. I give you one and you take the other. Sounds good?”

“Taking someone else’s possessions for myself? That is basically another term for stealing, and you know it!”

“How do you know I’m stealing this! For all we know, those bottles could have been lying there for ages, and eventually someone would have found them!” The two of you are practically shouting at each other now, and you worry that some guard will hear the commotion and investigate it.

“I can’t risk it. I have never committed a crime in my entire life, and I’m sure not committing one now!”

“That’s ridiculous. You have to have done something bad at some point.”

“Not at all. I clearly have the clearest record of anyone in the city, and I’m keeping it that way!”

“Just take the bottle!” You throw it towards the human, and he actually screams as it sails towards him. He makes a botched attempt to catch it, but fails. The bottle crashes on the ground and shatters; causing green goo to spill everywhere. It makes a loud hissing noise, and to your horror you notice that it’s melting the cobblestone street.

“By the bovine!” the human exclaims, “someone’s been storing dangerous materials in my city. I apologize for my rude behavior, adventurer. If it wasn’t for you, these illegal items would have stayed hidden.”

“You’re welcome?”

“Come with me. We must alert the guards now! I have a feeling that someone vile lurks inside Detlas.”

{From Page 7}

One thing’s for sure: you don’t want to get involved with the law. You only just arrived at Wynn, and ending up in prison would be a terrible end to your journey. Without looking back, you pick up the two bottles and run.

“Hey, get back here! I mean it! I will alert the guards!...”

You run and run, until the cries of the annoyed human fade away. When you finally look back, the city of Detlas is far away. Fortunately, no one has bothered to chase you. You’re safe for now, but returning to Detlas will be pretty risky. At the very least, you’ll need to enter through another gate.

In a moment of respite, you decide to inspect the bottles more closely. There’s no label, and the liquid is definitely unfamiliar. Upon closer inspection, you notice that the substance isn’t sealed with glass, but something else similar to it with a blue-ish tint. Magical glass perhaps? You guess that what you’ve acquired is some sort of potion. Maybe you can sell it to someone, or use to get out of a sticky situation.

{From Page 12}

Even though you probably don’t belong in this orchard, you don’t stop eating the apples that have fallen on the ground. You can’t help yourself, they’re all so delicious!

Then, that feeling of happiness subsides as you bite into an unbelievably rotten apple. It tastes worse than anything you’ve ever had before, and upon looking at the fruit, you notice that it's moldy and discolored. Could this apple be corrupted? You don’t know the answer, but you aren’t going to take another bite. You hurl it on the ground and it splatters, despite landing on the soft ground.

“Hey!” a raspy voice calls out, “What are you doing!”

A farmer stumbles towards you with bloodshot eyes and an axe in his hand. Is this the owner of the orchard? And is he, like his apple, also corrupted? Your question is quickly answered as he hurls the axe towards you. The weapon fortunately lands far from you, but the attack cements the man as a threat.

{From Page 12}

You feel a bit guilty about stealing from someone’s orchard, so you decide to go somewhere else. Turns out there’s a merchant selling wares out of his wagon further down the road. Maybe he has something useful.

“Greetings!” they say as you approach them, “The name’s Scott. Looking to buy or sell anything?”

You don’t really have anything to sell, but maybe your five emeralds will fetch you something. “I don’t have much money,” you state, “but I’ll see what you’re offering.”

“That’s what I like to hear. For four emeralds, I can sell you some thunder powder or a ring. I’ll be damned if I know what that trinket does. Had it on my stock for five years and no one’s bought it, so at this point I just want the thing gone.”

{From Page 18}
“Rye grains! Rye grains! Get them really cheap, right here!”

The enthusiasm of this one particular merchant is so immense that you just have to see what he’s selling. Turns out that it’s some sort of plant grains. How exciting.

“Thinking of buying some?” the merchant asks. He frowns at you, and you almost feel bad about not buying anything.

“Tell you what, I can offer something more important than crops. You seem like the adventurous type, so maybe you’ll want this more.”

“What is it? And more importantly, is it cheap?”

“Oh, it’s knowledge, and I believe knowledge should always be free! I’ve heard a lot of interesting rumors lately, and I think you may want to hear them too. Apparently, there’s a cult that does business beyond the gates of Detlas. Very interesting, don’t you agree?”

[Page 25] Ask for more information.
[Page 26] End the conversation.

{From Page 24}

“I’d like to know a bit more about this group,” you indicate.

“Interested in joining them?”

“And waste the rest of my life in worshipping some nameless deity? No way.”

The merchant smiles. “Honestly, I don’t know what they worship, or even if they worship anything at all. But my friends have seen them before, not far from the western entrance.”

“Are they good or bad?”

“No one knows. Well, they obviously know.” The merchant chuckles at his own bad joke. Something isn’t right here. It seems like this man clearly knows more about these people than he’s letting on.

{From Page 24}

“Not really. I don’t plan on joining or fighting any cults. Do you have anything actually good to sell me?”

“What do you mean when you ask if you want something good? I’ve given you exclusive info! Most of my relatives don’t know about this! Ungrateful stranger…”

“Ungrateful? Well you just lost a potential customer!”

Once again, that didn’t go so well. Maybe you’ll have more luck somewhere else in Detlas.

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