Board Thread:Story Board/@comment-36010448-20190519013709

Part 1:

I woke up, and already, I saw a familar face.

"Andrew, is that you?"

'Yes, it is. It's been too long since you've been awake. Come on, get up. I've built some shelther already, for your and my safety."

Ah, yes, Andrew. Or, as some people may call him, The Guide. He's been a good friend of mine since even before the 5-Year Rebellion. Of course, that rebellion fell through.

"So, how long have I been in a comatose state?", I proceeded to ask.

"5 years."

"Anything major happen?"

"Not really. The lords still rule Terraria. Your personal blade was destroyed."

"Well, do you have anything I could use for now?"

"Well, barely. Here's all I can afford to give you for now,"

He proceeded to give me a Wooden Sword, a Copper Pickaxe, and a Copper Axe.

"I understand, Andrew. So, got any ideas as to what to do right now?"

"Well, if you wish to even stand a chance aganist the lords, it's kind of obvious you may want to go on a trip underground. Find some armor, find some weapons, you get the deal."

"Alright, I'll be back. Don't open the doors for the zombies!"

So, I had to find a cave entrance. Maybe I could find something useful in the meanwhile.

Almost instantly, in a small surface cave, I found a chest. Within it were some Recall Potions and a few Healing Potions.

What are Recall Potions exactly? Well, they are just potions that teleport you to whatever you consider home upon drinking it. I don't think I need to explain healing potions.

The Wooden Sword I was given soon came in handy, as a slime decided to ambush me. It wasn't a tough fight, and I got some of the slime's gel, which is very flammable.

Then, again, another chest was found in a small cave. This time, someone had dumped their rusting armor inside, and it had aged. Well, this aged armor would work for now.

A natural cavern entrance was soon in sight. 