Elona: A Guild Wars Fan Fiction, Part 1
Elona. Land of the Golden Sun.
A Land of Wealth and Bounty.
A Land of Heroes.
A Land protected by its Champions, the Order of the Sunspears.
A Shadow now falls upon this Land.
A Shadow of an ancient and forgotten darkness.
Night Falls. The time of the five gods is at an end.
Right at this moment, that golden sun engulfed the western sky over Kamadan, blistering the delicate skin of Tyrian and Canthan traders. The forbidding tropic heat of Istan could be ignored for the economic prosperity the trading community promises. Kamadan is the trading center of the entire world, attracting people from all backgrounds. Many come here first for finding a buyer or a seller for whatever item interests them. Others enjoy getting rich off the basic principle of "buy low, sell high". The girls of the Exclave are the latter.
"You've made a good bit of gold!" Verdandi chirped as she handed a shirtless Monk a plump coinpurse of platinum. His body paint was beginning to drip from the exces