Dante was feeling comfortable as he sat on a cliff overlooking the sea, praying quietly. When he felt the big stone hit him squarely on the back of the head, he had little time to notice that he had been hit by Ice Pick the evil assassin before falling unconscious, rolling over the edge of the cliff and plumetting to his death.
The dainty "splat" was heard by an approaching band of intrepid adventurers. One of them stepped forward.
"Hey," TheGame, the powerful swordsman said, "That bastard killed Dante!"
"Let's get him!" Grim Squeaker answered immediately.
TheGame wasted no time before dashing at Ice Pick, his sword drawn and held in to his side. He ran at a mad speed before falling face down on the ground. Looking up he saw the extended foot of the smiling Lycia, slightly rotund but extremely intelligent.
"I'll take care of him." Lycia closed her eyes and extended her arms, forming an archaic symbol with her fingers. She screamed "RC power!!!" and that instant, thousands of tiny green gems went flying toward Ice Pick.
Ice Pick grabbed the gralats, chuckled, and threw a knife through Lycia's head.
Psyker let out an exasperated groan. "Money's not going to hurt him! She should have given it to me!" His eyes went wide as a realization dawned on him. "When Ice Pick dies I get his money! Oh, wait... Dante had money too!" He instantly scrambled to the cliff's edge, stumbled, and rolled down screaming.
Rastaad the sentinel knight stepped forward. "We better stop goofing around! I'll avenge Dante's death! I've got a ton of great ideas! I know they may not be much now but I'm working on tons of great ways to improve my revenge! Let's start!" Instantly, he disappeared. A moment of silence ensued.
"Nobody do anything!" TheGame shouted as he pulled himself up from the ground. "Lemme at him!" Once again he dashed at Ice Pick with incredible speed. This time when he reached Ice Pick, he slashed right through him. "Hahaha!"
Lugie groaned and shouted "Look behind you!" TheGame turned around to see Ice Pick standing right behin him with the ominous words "warpto 25 30" floating over his head.
TheGame gasped in alarm. "He's abusing the warpto-" TheGame couldn't finish his sentence before IcePick swung a sword over his head. He dashed back to the group.
Grim Squeaker donned his bogen and let loose a fury of arrows at Ice Pick. "Take that, you!" But as the arrows sped toward him, Ice Pick warped out of harm's way.
Lamer, with the mysterious white sign covering his eyes, said "That's enough, I'll get him!" He jumped 5 feet into the air, spun, shouting "ace throw!" and lobbed a beautiful shining golden axe through the air at Ice Pick.
Ice Pick turned too late to dodge the the axe and shouted with horror as he saw it spinning toward his head. Suddenly, a hand popped up and snatched the axe out of the air.
It was Psyker, still bloody from his fall down the cliff. "What do you think you're doing? That's a waste of an expensive gold axe!" Lamer groaned and fell back to the ground. Lugie continued "If you didn't want it, you should have given it to me! Throw this instead!" He tossed a metal axe at Lamer.
"What was that?" Lamer said, seconds before being knocked in the head and passing out.
"uh.... oops."
Lugie appeared holding a bush up over his head. "That's enough! Now's my chance!" He threw the bush at Ice Pick, who warped away. Then he threw another, and another, and Ice Pick warped every time!
Finally Ice Pick stopped, perched safely above a tree. "Ha!" He gloated. "With my warping power, I'm invincible!" Suddenly, a lightning bolt zipped across the sky far away in the horizon. Ice Pick glanced up, too late to avoid the Samurai Farmer falling on him with his long sword pointing straight below him.
Trueheat chuckled, pulled the sword out of Ice Pick and lept to the ground.
"Graal's greatest victory! I am indeed a samurai farmer!"