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Sure! The demo will take you until Veldarah if I remember right. There's no time limit.

It isn't offensive. In fact, I think more people should have been asking this question Sadly, I cannot pay the $100 Apple fee to get verified, and there are no guarantees I will be even when I do that I'll check on this. In the meanwhile, does Alt/Option + Enter take you fullscreen? A couple of other things: 1) There are a few bugs in demo versions fixed in the full game (I'm too lazy to fix up the demos) 2) The links in other posts are old and stale. Go to https://radialapps.com for newer links

I had no idea something like this existed, and I think it's really cool. You can play Ahriman's Prophecy in your browser (even saving seems to work and saves will persist even if you close the tab!) with EasyRPG. In fact, it is there in the sample catalogue. All you need to do is head over to https://easy-rpg.org/play/?game=ahrimans_prophecy

@callmedan sounds great! You may also want to take a look at http://www.hbgames.org/forums/viewtopic.php?t=63438. Just curious @Ant, am I right that you used this (or something similar) for Aveyond 4?

@callmedan how about using something real-time instead? I was thinking slack, so maybe we could add others too if someone wants to contribute. Also, assuming everyone is fairly comfortable with git, I was thinking about setting up some proper version control on this, instead of using Google drive which gets really tiring

@callmedan I could help here and there (mainly with polishing up the scripts) if you're resuming work in May. I've some other wicked plans for this too, including trying to bring it to Android . No love for iOS though, since app store is incompatible with GPL 😒

I didn't mean the entire project. Just the critical parts would be good enough (the project need not be build-able). Anyway, I somewhat overlooked the fact that a lot of HeroKit is GUI based rather than scripting and so you won't have much code to show anyway, so your suggestion seems much better!

I couldn't find a sample game for HeroKit, so just a suggestion, I think there should always be one (which should be very simplistic) with an open source repo, demonstrating how easy it is to make a game with HeroKit. This, plus the sample should be available for playing on various platforms. I say this because if I were to use a game engine (or any dev tool for that matter), I would first look at the sample code available to see if it suits my style and if it really works, and not just the features it advertises. Since it is impossible to provide the source here, it can be done as the product of a set of tutorials as @ChiaPet suggested.

Yeah, there aren't any AFAIK ... and for me they would be slightly important especially considering Av4 always does kind of stand out as somewhat off the Aveyond storyline ...

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They spent their night at Eston's modest home, a few miles ahead. The traditional housing of these parts didn't have much to say, except for a lot of storage space to stock up piles of goods, rather small windows and big fire hearths, which were quite necessary. They houses were small and didn't rise for more than a couple of floors, probably for the fear of them toppling over due to wind. Eston's house in particular had a bad smell and the typical signs of being in disuse. The floor was covered with a layer of dust and the ceiling was covered with cobwebs. Any furniture Mel touched seemed to be falling apart. But that was the least of her worries. Now that they were here, Mel was starting to wonder whether they really had any plans after all. Everything had been too fast for her to comprehend what was really happening. In a matter of a few days, they had crossed the country and ended up in a completely different land, but now she had no idea where to go. The map suggested one of the keys was here, but they had overlooked the fact that the area itself was much larger than they had imagined, and it seemed like a fool's errand to look around the entire city, let alone the whole forest, searching for what would probably be a small artifact. Everyone was too sleepy to wake up early the next morning. Eventually, it was almost noon by the time everyone was at the table, and their next destination was already the hot topic of discussion. 'The key could be anywhere for all we know', Mel said, voicing her thoughts from the previous night. 'It is even possible that it could be buried right beneath where we are sitting' 'Well then, lets start digging!' Edward exclaimed. 'How big is this country', Stella asked, ignoring him. 'It is a big country' Edward replied, nodding his head. 'We cannot possibly go everywhere, just asking people if they had it' 'Now that I come to think of it, we have no idea what the keys look like either', Mel grumbled. 'I don't think the key would be just anywhere', Galahad said, leaning forward. Everybody turned to him. Te'ijal, who had been sitting with her back towards them, turned back in her chair. 'Yes', she said, nodding. 'We do not know what these keys really are. It seems unlikely that they are just pieces of metal' 'What do you mean?', Mel piped in. 'It's obvious, isn't it?' Galahad said. 'If the key was indeed just a piece of metal, it'd be too easy to forge, create a duplicate or get lost or molten for that matter' 'You don't want to block the entrance to Naylith just because some stupid king threw the key in his hearth', Te'ijal said. 'No, such objects are generally bewitched with ancient magic, of the type that is unheard of now. They posses powers, often those that would keep them in safe hands. And more than often, their definition of safe is ...' 'Powerful', Galahad completed. Everyone looked at him. 'So you mean the queen has the key?', Edward said slowly. 'It is possible', Galahad said. 'But again, it really depends. The powers of a ruler are limited, curbed by responsibilities to the people, further if they have a strong advisor. Such an object will seek power that is concentrated with one person. Moreover, I never said power meant ruling people' 'So what else do you call powerful', Edward said quickly. 'There are much greater things, young prince', Te'ijal said, making Edward go a bit red. 'Tell me, if you ruled, but I had the power to control your mind, then no matter whether I used this power or not, wouldn't I be more powerful?' 'That's not all', Galahad said. 'Even a different kind of power, say a strong magical affinity for some particular element or having glimpses into a different time would mean being equally powerful. As I said, this is not the conventional power that we are talking about here' There was silence for a minute as everyone tried to imagine various other possibilities. 'But that doesn't help', Te'ijal said finally. 'We still need to start somewhere, and the queen seems like a good idea' 'And she won't see you', a voice said, making everybody jump. Mel scowled as Eston stepped ahead from the shadows. 'You were eavesdropping, you know that?' she said angrily. 'Further, I've discovered that the queen is not causing the bad weather', Eston said, ignoring her. Everyone leaned forward. 'In fact, the ruling queen apparently never even had the power to cause so much snow' 'So who?', Te'ijal said, surprising Mel, seeing her speak to Eston. 'And how do you know this?' Eston chuckled mildly as she asked the second question. 'I have some really well placed sources, whom I had the opportunity of connecting to last night', he said. 'As it turns out, the queen won't see you because she is in deep sorrow. Her only daughter, princess Claria went missing some time ago. But that was not all. It all got worse when she was found a couple of months back' He paused for a couple of seconds, creating a dead silence. Mel noticed, unlike Thais, everything got really quiet here, owing to the fact that there wasn't much activity happening outside. 'She was found at Elonaria, which is an ice castle not too far north from here. And she was asleep. Alive, but she wouldn't wake up. And nobody could move her from there. Everything was tried, but it was impossible to get her out of there. And so we fast forward to today, and she still sleeps there and the queen mourns' 'Why didn't this make the news then?', Edward said slowly. 'If I understand it right, many big news agencies from Thais have connections here. Surely I wouldn't have missed something so big' Eston chuckled. 'There's more to Claria than just being the queen's daughter. She is rumored to have the powers of the family, and was all set to be the next ruler. And the queen has no other children, which makes her the last of the line. If the people come to know what has happened, it would inevitably lead to war, internally or otherwise. The queen wants to prevent any bloodshed, so everything was carried out under the highest possible secrecy. For anyone else, the princess is safely inside the castle and the weather is bad because she is angry at them' 'But all this still doesn't answer for the bad weather, does it?' Edward said. 'How can the princess be affecting the weather if she is asleep?' 'That is not how these things work', Eston said, shaking his head. 'You don't always control your magic; sometimes it just flows. For an example, a nightmare for the ruler of Istir would mean a thunderstorm' Mel looked away, surprised at how powerful and strange things were. She never had imagined that people could ever be at the mercy of the whims and feelings of a single individual. Somehow, this was even scarier than the situation they were all in. 'There's only one thing we can do', Galahad said, getting up from his chair. 'If we are to talk to the queen or the princess, we first have to wake her up. I'm guessing a lot of our time henceforth would be spent traveling after all' 'We'll need a plan' Edward said. 'There'll be guards, traps that will be laid out for us' 'Not exactly' Eston said, shaking his head. 'Unless I'm very wrong, not more than a dozen people know about this, and half of them are sitting here. I'll be surprised if the queen herself is sitting with a spear guarding the gate.' Everyone looked at him for a moment. 'Besides, she doesn't exactly need protection, considering that something might blow you off if you tried to harm her' he chuckled. 'What was this source you talked about?' Mel piped in. Eston chuckled again, clearly amused. 'You don't want to know' he said, vanishing out the doorway. Surprised and suspicious, nobody said anything as they filed out of the small dining room, each chair creaking as they got up.

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'How is it possible?' Tei'jal said, looking straight at Galahad. Her expression somewhat scared Mel, because for the first time, Tei'jal looked really worried. 'It isn't' Galahad replied, looking equally worried. They were staring at each other with intensity Mel had never seen. 'What was that?' Stella asked, causing them to jump. Tei'jal ignored her, still staring at Galahad. 'Can it be a greater force?' Tei'jal murmured slowly, finally looking away. 'Gyendal...' 'Your brother seems more capable than we think' Galahad said, still looking at her. 'What was it?' Mel asked, repeating. She herself was getting worried now. 'A shadow' Galahad said, looking away. 'Of Indra' 'The Daeva?' Edward asked skeptically. 'Aren't they supposed to be dead' Something just clicked Mel. 'We met some dwarves in Gheledon' she said suddenly. 'They said that the mines were infested with goblins, and that they were led by the Daeva Zarich' Tei'jal stared at her intensely, making her uncomfortable. 'That is worrisome' she said, turning away. 'This is not supposed to happen' 'But how can a shadow of a Daeva return?' Edward asked. 'Daevas are strange demons' Galahad said, nodding. 'They were killed by Rhen, I myself was there when Indra was defeated' 'Rhen...' Edward stammered. 'Pendragon, the First' Tei'jal completed. 'Yes, we fought with her. She was a great leader, perhaps the only one I ever considered worthy of leading me into battle' Edward looked white, almost as white as Galahad. 'You...' he gulped. 'You fought beside Rhen the First?' Tei'jal ignored him. 'Perhaps' she said. 'It is possible that someone has carried out the summoning' 'Impossible' Galahad replied almost immediately. 'The sword is sealed, and we would have felt it, had it reappeared in the mortal world' 'That's true' Tei'jal said. 'But I still can't believe Gyendal could...; 'Can you please explain what's going on here?' Mel said angrily. Tei'jal looked at her as if she was a troubling kid. 'Yes, the Daevas, as I was saying, are strange demons' Galahad said, snapping out of the trance. 'While it would seem we killed them all those years back, it really isn't easy to kill a Daeva. A Daeva has no soul, so it cannot be destroyed completely. It is just a spirit, bound forever to one of the realms. The only thing we have to worry about is to keep it away from the mortal realm' 'So how did they come back now?' 'Well, you can't say they have come back' he frowned. 'These are shadows, strangely enough, both weak, but powerful' 'Meaning?' 'They cannot exert much physical force, but they influence everything around them. They can create havoc... in your mind and body' 'So but how did these form at all?' Mel said impatiently, her question still unanswered. 'We cannot be sure' Tei'jal said. 'I have read a lot, having not much to do for hundreds of years. Having said that, still, not much is known about the Daevas at all, since few have ever returned after seeing them, though their terror is known far and wide. So a Daeva can be brought back only by an extremely powerful mage, with the Sword of Shadows, which was used by Rhen to kill Ahriman. The Sword is now sealed, in another realm, from where it cannot be brought back easily. Only Aveyond is the way to the Sword, where no demon can enter. However, a shadow of a Daeva may rise without the Sword, only when there is a dark force in the world, on the brink of explosion' She ended with a mysterious tone. Mel shifted. 'You mean Gyendal...' Mel said. 'Impossible!' Tei'jal said, her teeth flaring. 'Gyendal is simply not strong enough!' 'Let us hope' Galahad said grimly. Tei'jal shot him a dirty look. 'Wait, so you mean that Ahriman can return as well?' Edward said, looking alarmed. 'No' Galahad said shortly. 'Ahriman was never sent back to the demon realm. He was trapped in the Sword, where he shall lie for eternity. Even a shadow of his cannot return' Edward looked relieved, so did Mel, though she hadn't really come of hold of the gravity of the situation. 'So what do we do now?' Stella asked, clearing their minds. 'Nothing' Tei'jal said before anyone. 'There is nothing we can do right now about this. To try and defeat a Daeva, even a shadow, singlehandedly would be suicide. We continue onwards' Mel suddenly remembered- 'Wait!' she said. 'Where's Eston?' Galahad chuckled and moved aside. Eston was lying on the ground beside him. 'He'll be fine' he said, looking at their faces. I wanted to prevent him from going mad at the run, so I knocked him out before picking him up. 'We should camp at least a few miles away' Tei'jal said. 'I'll carry our guide. We are out of danger for now, since the shadow cannot easily escape its bounds, but be wary' Everyone nodded at once. Legs and arms aching, they made their way ahead. *** Eston woke up early the next morning and created a havoc, saying he couldn't remember anything. Galahad calmed him down, convincing him that he had been hit by a bear in the caves and that they would henceforth stay away from the tunnels where possible. Eston agreed, sulkily. Their slow trudge began late, everyone too tired and the numbing cold made everyone wish they were back in the inn at Stormbend. The sweaty sea side seemed like heaven compared to this. Mel pushed her thoughts away, telling herself to focus on the task. The consolation was the lack of any breeze at all, probably owning to the high rise of mountains to both the sides. Their journey through this patch went uneventful, except that towards noon, the snow actually seemed to be thinning. Walking would have been much easier, had their legs not already been feeling like jelly. A couple of hours later, they reached another cave. 'Here we enter the Quin Kingdom' Eston shouted from ahead. 'I assume everyone is here for the first time, right?' 'Yes' everyone said in chorus, even Tei'jal, amusing Mel. 'Then brace yourselves!' Eston said, waving his hand inside, a large grin on his face. Mel gasped. As soon as they entered the cave, which looked dark from outside, a new light seemed to have entered inside. The walls gleamed brightly, and Mel could see tiny specks of lights everywhere. Closer examination revealed that there were innumerable crystals on both the sides of the cave walls. The cave had rough walls, but the lights arranged themselves so that each part of the cave looked beautiful. The path, she suddenly noticed, was tiled and no snow seemed to have entered inside. 'The Crystal Cave!' Eston said, clapping his hands. 'Your first welcome to the aesthetic Quin Kingdom!' Instructed by Eston, they got rid of the rope binding them. 'The Captial is still a long way from here, but I shouldn't expect much snow once we cross this cave' he said merrily. 'How is that possible' Edward asked inquisitively. Eston grinned, plainly showing his delight at being asked the question. 'The rulers of Istir hold power, but understanding this, a mechanism has been created, so that people do not suffer. A long time ago, a spell was set on this cave and beyond. Any part ahead cannot ever witness extreme weather, which would destroy people's lives. This ensures that even a bad ruler can't make the people closest to the capital suffer!' The journey through the cave was uneventful, to say the least. Initially, Mel was fascinated by the crystals and the light inside the cave, but after some time, it really had become monotonous and she was longing for the tunnel to end. After about an hour, it did. 'That was long!' she said, stepping out into the sun. The weather seemed mild, almost comfortable. Snow was falling gently, unlike outside, and the foliage was less dense. Moreover, the path was still tiled, meaning they could no longer lose themselves and blame it on their guide. Around evening, they saw the first house, a small hut which seemed unoccupied. 'Welcome to the Capital of Quin!' Eston said, grinning at the hut. 'Just remember, you got here real easy; I've seen far worse on the way here' Mel turned around just in time to see Tei'jal looking at him, an eyebrow slightly raised.