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                        DUNGEON, THE MAKING, THE STORY
                              BY ED T. TOTON III
                                     1990

             NOTE- TO PRINT THIS ON THE PRINTER (if you have one)
                        TYPE:  "COPY DUNGEON.DOC PRN:"
                             (without the quotes)

Genesis

   Welcome to dungeon. Dungeon started out being an attempt to create a
 game following in the footsteps of Dungeons And Dragons. At the time, I
 didn't know terribly much about programming. Dungeon was made origionally
 in basic in December of 1988. I had been in a basic programming class for
 several months at that point. One day I got my hands on Quickbasic 4.5.
 With this I was able to turn it into executable format (.EXE suffix). I
 had a duece of a time trying to make the thing save your game, which isn't
 so hard anymore. The program code was 283 typed lines. At the time I wrote
 this file, there were 3 more dungeon games in existance. At the time, their
 code sizes were as follows:
     Dungeon   283 lines
     Dungeon2  1410 lines \
     Dungeon3  1644 lines  |- - - all of these were made with Quickbasic 4.5
     Dungeon4  1545 lines /

   In August of 1990, I got the idea to continue the dungeon saga and made
 Dungeon2. Here I decided to make a 3-D layout (Dungeon-1 was linear). I would
 have in Dungeon-1 except for the fact that I didn't know how. So here in
 Dungeon2 I made a dungeon that would put a multiplyer on the monsters that
 was equal to the floor number. Thus a level 10 monster had 10 times the
 hit points and strength of a level 1 monster and so on. The dungeon was
 infinitely deep, monsters being generated depending on how deep you were.
 But the game had it's flaws. For one thing, it didn't matter where on a
 floor you were, except in the case of sink-holes. Thus you could walk back
 and forth between 2 rooms and find treasures and monsters through eternity.
 The sink holes had a pattern to where they could be. And lastly, the stairs
 were always in the center of the floor (at 5,5). This meant it was very easy
 to get very bored with the game very quikly. So in Dungeon3, that changed.
 I started Dungeon3 the day I finished Dungeon2. Here I got the idea of using
 a 3-dimensional array to remember what was in each room. This allowed for
 maps, consistancy, etc. It could also save all of the data when you saved
 your game. The only drawback was that it could no-longer be infinitely deep.
 So I made it 21 floors total (floor 0 plus 20 more). I then made Dungeon4
 a day after I finished Dungeon3. It was basically the same except I went
 back to the single character idea (which I will discuss later). After
 that I wrote this. In a week and a half I basically completed all 3 new
 Dungeon games where Dungeon-1 took weeks! The main reasons for the time
 differential are that these were made in the summer, and that I didn't have
 to do research on all the commands I needed.
   Then of course there were the characters. In Dungeon-1, there was 1
 character. There were 8 spells and 3 character classes. Also there were
 less than a dozen monster types. When I made Dungeon2, I got the idea to
 use more than 1 character. So I set it up to use 4. I thought it to be a
 good round number. I also made 6 character classes and 10 spells or so plus
 a total of about 40 monster types. When I made Dungeon3, I felt I had to
 improve on the design thus adding a fifth character to the team. I also
 increased the character class choices to 10 (plus 2 more that you might
 get later in the game) and made a total of 18 spells with 50 monster types.
 When I got to Dungeon4, I wanted to go back to the single character idea.
 This would allow me to make the game more detailed by not being bogged down
 by five guys. As you can see in my chart above, even with all I added,
 Dungeon4 is still smaller than Dungeon3 in size. As I was saying with detail,
 I was able to add constitution, 2 more character classes, race choices,
 specific weapons, and so on. This allowed a very broad range of characters.
 I wanted to keep the game as similar to Dungeon3 as possible so as to make
 it believable that they happened in the same world, but I didn't let it
 stop me from making improvements and adjustments. I did, however,  end up
 taking out 2 spells. Resurrection spells are rather useless when you are
 all alone in the dungeon.

The Story

   The story is fairly basic, when I made the first one, I figured I needed
 some explanation for why you were there, so I said the demon was there and
 you needed to get the idol back. Then it developed into this. So here's the
 story....

   Once, long long ago, the old world had undergone a great war of the gods.
 Good fought evil, good fought the chaos realm, chaos and evil fought, the
 Gods even fought the people of the old world. (gods are powerless without
 followers) When this was over, The age of rebuilding began. The elves,
 gnomes, and humans started helping one another, the other races unknown
 to them. But finally all of the races converged and formed the northern
 alliance. All the forces that worshipped the evil gods moved to the south.
 But this was not to last, eventually all the old world broke down into war.
 Each race blamed each other race for the war of the gods, as well as the war
 they now faced. The good gods begged them to stop but they wouldn't listen.
 Now weakened by the loss of good followers, the good gods were unable to keep
 as close an eye on the world as before. Evil surrounded the land and many
 demons were unleashed. With this, the good races put aside there differences
 and banded together.
   One Demon in particular stood out. His name, known only by few, was
 Rk'forzthk. He led many of the lesser demons and ravaged the land. However,
 the good gods were regaining their strength from the rebonding of the races
 and thus banished most of the evil forces from the old world. But Rk'forzthk
 went unnoticed. He stayed dormant until he was sure that he was forgotten,
 saving and building up his powers as he waited.
   He waited, and waited. He waited about 2 centuries before emerging. Then
 finally he was free. One fateful night, he broke into the temple of the
 gods and stole the sacred idol, which for years acted as a storehouse of
 magical energy, to be used in time of need. But Rk'forzthk wanted it for
 himself. He then retreated to a dungeon that he had created towards the end
 of the war. He summoned minions to protect it and settled into the deepest
 recess of the dungeon.
   When the people of the old world realized this, they were infuriated! The
 races once again officially named themselves the northern alliance and tried
 to retrieve the sacred idol. But this was not an easy task, after all, where
 was it?
   Many years passed before it's location was discovered. Many brave souls
 attempted to bring it back, all failed. Many had even been given potions,
 the god-created elixir of life. But finally, one day, a brave young fool
 entered the dungeon. By making use of the potions left behind by all the
 other adventurers before him, he was able to make his way through the dungeon
 and destroy the demon! But what no one realized is that demons cannot be
 destroyed, only sent back to their origional plane of existance.
   So with the idol returned, all was good and peace was restored. But the
 demon sat waiting, growing stronger, growing angrier and angrier, waiting
 for a day when he would be able to return.
   And return he did. A little over a decade later, He came back.
 Unfortunately for him, the idol was destroyed in a fire after it's power
 was used to save a starving city from destruction. He then had to find
 another way to get his revenge. He planned and schemed for a few days. Then
 the answer was clear.
   The sacred chalice! It was used to cure plague victims, blindness, cancer,
 and other such annoying ailments. Without this, the old world would break
 down into disease! This was the perfect revenge! And again, he returned to
 the dungeon, but he improved the design a bit.
   Soon, the people of the old world located the dungeon. They figured the
 location of the old dungeon was a good place to start looking and the
 demon was so blinded by vengeance that he didn't think to put it elsewhere.
 Many brave souls again tried to retrieve the sacred item, however our hero
 from the last one was now to old to try something like this again and expect
 to survive. Since the first time, new spells had been discovered. And again,
 the dungeon was scattered with items left behind by the adventurers as they
 fell in combat.
   Finally, one day, a domineering group of four young dudes entered the
 dungeon. By making use of the central spiral stairs, they easily made it past
 most of the demon's evil servants. They then emerged victoriously! The
 sacred chalice was returned to it's proper location. But this only made the
 demon more angry.
   Again Rk'forzthk lay in wait. This time it took him half a century to
 return, long after all the old heroes had passed on to the next world. The
 demon was known only as a legend, a myth, a story with no proof. No one was
 sure whether it happened or not. But now they had their proof. The demon
 came and destroyed the capital city of the northern alliance and tortured
 all of it's occupants to a slow and painful death. And to make matters worse,
 he destroyed the temple that was in the city. But this time the good gods
 were very powerful and were not pleased. They tracked the demon until he was
 a good distance from civilization and then they created a volcano on the very
 spot on which he stood.
   Again he had to wait. This time he realized that if he were to succeed, he
 must not do anything so profound and obvious, destroying cities was out of
 the question. But what could he do? The chalice was sure to be protected now,
 and the idol was destroyed. What's a demon to do? He decided to look around
 a bit and decide then, when next he could return.
   And again he did return. This time it took him just inside a decade. This
 time he took to stealth. He took on the form of an elven monk. He made his
 way through all the major towns and cities, including the capital. For a time
 things looked grim, but then, one day, he came across the sacred scepter.
 He secretly left with it. He slipped away into the night. This time he was
 sure to make his dungeon in a different spot, and not to make a stairway
 leading directly to his floor. In fact he would have done away with the
 stairs all together except he needed a way for he and his minions to get
 around.
   But what he didn't count on was the sacred oracle. The oracle was a crystal
 statue through which the gods would talk. it also could show events of
 importance if it chose to do so. And it did. It showed the leaders of the
 northern alliance what had happened. at once they tried to locate anyone
 who would dare go on this fateful journey. Again many tried and failed, and
 again, one group in particular, a group of five young men, a wizard, a
 cleric, a knight, a warrior, and a paladin, entered the dungeon and kicked
 butt. And again, as always, it was through the use of objects left by their
 predecessors. And as always, the demon went into yet another waiting period.
   But now, the lord of darkness, the prince of evil, Asmodeus, Lucifer, The
 big cheese, The head honcho, Satan, Devlin, The devil, The big bad wolf, or
 whatever you want to call him, was displeased with Rk'forzthk. After all
 these years he has had nothing but failures. Due to this set back, it was
 quite some time before he got a chance to come back.
   During this time, The people of the old world were able to make some great
 progress, expanding their realm. But war again broke out. With the apparent
 final destruction of the demon, there wasn't as much of an incentive anymore
 for the races of good to stick together. But this was not the end.
   The war raged on for 5 years, then it stopped suddenly. Bands of monks
 were able to preach the words of the gods and restore peace once again. But
 the populations dwindled, the realm cut short to it's size when it first
 became the northern alliance. The old world would have to rebuild. And that
 it did. But not in time for the last coming of the demon.
   Rk'forzthk was not pleased with the sacred oracle, he wanted it dstroyed.
 First he sent his minions to do it, but when they could not, he went in and
 took it himself. He again built a dungeon exactly like his previous one, but
 in a different location. There he tried every known form of destruction to
 obliterate the oracle. But nothing worked. With this, he decided to simply
 remain in the dungeon with it and discover how it worked. Perhaps if he could
 make an evil one or turn this one evil, the master might be pleased. So that
 he did. He worked and worked.
   As time went on, more and more adventurers came and fell. But wait! How did
 they find the dungeon so quickly? Something's wrong! The demon went into a
 panic. As he was cought off guard, a single brave person was able to defeat
 him. How humiliating! That hadn't been done since he had first taken the
 idol! But what had happened? He later discovered that the oracle acted as a
 homing beacon and thus the monks were able to track down the location of the
 dungeon rather quickly.
   Now the master was infuriated! Rk'forzthk was not allowed to return. But
 this may not necessarily stop him. Our story has now caught up with the
 present time. The northern alliance has come back together, and the demon's
 minions keep coming and causing trouble, but it's nothing the alliance can't
 handle. So now, we can only hope and pray that the demon shall never return.
 With this I leave you, to ponder and dream. Will he return? We shall see.
 Yes, we shall see, indeed... we shall see.


                        DUNGEON, THE MAKING, THE STORY
                              BY ED T. TOTON III
                                   AUG 1990