The Griefer Attack

By Danny Otten

Jedi350 and BBC_Knight are inseparable companions. Having lived peacefully at the edge of a deserted forest for many years, they are unprepared for the sudden attack that shatters their previously calm lives. When BBC_Knight is captured, Jedi350 learns that griefers are mounting unprovoked attacks on innocent users. In order to rescue his trusted friend and brother, Jedi350 must go to the greatest lengths he has ever known. Full of swashbuckling action and adventure, The Griefer Attack is also a tribute to the power of loyalty and friendship. Join Jedi350 and BBC_Knight for an exciting adventure that you will want to keep reading until the very last page.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Danny Otten
• Release date: Jul 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310946561

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The Griefer Attack

An Unofficial Minecraft Adventure

Adventure Journals, Volume 1

By Danny Otten

Published by Danny Otten

NOT AN OFFICAL MINECRAFT PRODUCT.

NOT APPROVED OR ASSOCIATED WITH MOJANG.

Copyright © 2016 by Danny Otten

Cover design by Danny Otten

Cover artwork by tigerstudos

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Thanks for reading!

Danny Otten

Many thanks to my family for their tireless support and encouragement. Without their belief in me, this book would never have become a reality.

Chapter 1

Jedi350:

I glanced behind me as I raced into the forest. There was my brother, BBC_Knight, hoeing the dirt, his tan skin glowing in the early morning sunlight. I frowned. He appeared to be enjoying himself, but farming just wasn't my thing. Honestly, I don't know BBC_Knight puts up with it -- so much dirt and such slow results -- but he claims that he likes it. Something about the wonder of helping new plants grow and bloom. I mean, it's helpful and all, but fun? Seriously? And he doesn't seem interested in adventure at all! Why, I don't know. Still, as long as BBC_Knight is farming, he seems happy; and as long as we're together, I'm happy.

I'm Jedi350 (Jedi three-fifty), and the two of us are the only ones around. We work hard to earn our living. All the same, we enjoy our lives together. I mine and hunt for food; BBC_Knight takes care of our farm and our house; and some nights, when we're in the mood for a small adventure, we fight for XP together. BBC_Knight is the one who did most of the work building our beautiful cottage. Without him, I would probably be living in a stone hut. Then again, I chuckled to myself, without me, he wouldn't have much more than an iron chest plate, sword, and pickaxe. (He prefers to avoid danger whenever possible.) We have an understanding, BBC_Knight and I. He works the farm, and I brave the caves. He grows food and tends the animals, and I find most of the minerals we need. So the arrangement works out quite well, and after all, we are brothers.

This morning, I decided to surprise my brother. I would go out mining and see if I could come back with something special for him. I glanced back at him once more, working so hard in the fields. He deserved more than he could eke out of farming. Some gold would be nice. I'm sure he could find a good use for it. But what I longed for most was to find enough diamonds to craft him a piece of diamond armor. It's what he's been wanting for ages. I would be lucky, though, to find any diamonds at all. In fact, diamonds were rare. Despite my many mining trips and constant searching, we had only found nine diamonds -- barely enough for two swords, one pickaxe, and an enchanting table. No, I would not find diamonds tonight. But there was still a good chance I could mine something useful. I left BBC_Knight a note, letting him know I was mining and should be back by nightfall. Then I went off searching for a cave that looked promising.

Most miners focused only on the rich-looking caves, but I was willing to give just about any cave a a chance. You see, I have a saying: Don't judge a cave by its opening. I've learned the hard way that cave appearances can be deceiving. Once, I found a cave that seemed barely more than a dip in the ground -- but I found gold there! Another time, I found a cave with a huge entrance, but after a long day of mining exploration, all I could find were four pieces of iron. You can never tell. So, today, I set out in a direction with fewer caves, ones that most miners would likely find uninteresting. Although, upon reflection, I realized that it had been ages since BBC_Knight and I had seen any other users at all. That's actually one of the reasons we'd chosen this area for our home. We liked the privacy of living alone without having to worry about griefers, competition for minerals, or even nosy users. So we'd settled here, out in the pristine wilderness, where no other user had come before. Thinking about our home, I began noticing the landscape around me now as well. I enjoyed seeing this part of the countryside, too. The rolling hills and trees were kind of pretty. The trees even reminded me of the sprinkles on a cake I ate once. I briefly wished I had the ingredients to construct a cake now. But I couldn't carry wheat, eggs, sugar and milk when I was going on a mining expedition! I needed room for more important items. Oh, well. I gnawed on some cold pork instead and tried to forget about the cake.

As I passed a clump of trees, I noticed a sheltered cave entrance nestled behind them. It was fairly small, but, remembering my motto, I figured I would give it a try. Besides, I didn't remember ever mining there before. Maybe something interesting would be there! My anticipation grew as I entered the outer room. As I wandered through the passages, though, I was disappointed with what I found -- nothing but iron and coal, plus the occasional zombie or spider, which I quickly dispatched with my diamond sword. I occasionally found a little gold, but it was contained in such small patchy veins that it wasn't much. Still, I took the time to collect it, wanting to have at least something slightly valuable to show for my efforts.

After several hours, I found a cave with a downward slope that looked like it led to diamond level. Unfortunately, though, no diamonds. Still, I saw lots of redstone and mined it with my iron pick. As I worked, I kept a sharp lookout for monsters and lava. I didn't want to die just because I was thoughtless enough to wander into lava or allow a creeper to sneak up on me. Mining is dangerous; it must be done with caution if you hope to survive.

Absorbing all the XP from redstone and lapis lazuli, I continued exploring, finding some more iron but nothing else. This just wasn't going well. Maybe it was time to take what I had and go home. It wasn't much, but at least the redstone would help BBC_Knight with his farming. It wasn't the grand surprise I had hoped for, but it would still prove useful.

As I trudged towards the tunnel exit, my eyes swam with weariness. I had trekked much farther than usual even before I had begun mining, and now it was hard to remember the turns I had taken coming in. Let's see. I thought I remembered