The Unholy Newt Posted February 4, 2003 Share Posted February 4, 2003 [i]Ezrael awoke from his nightmares in a disgusting, rotted room at a tavern on the outskirts of Serenia. He stumbled up, slipped into some clothes and made his way downstairs. Aegis was sitting at the bar waiting for him when he got down there. He sat next to her and ordered a glass of ale from the barkeep.[/i] [b]Ezrael:[/b] So how did the meetings with the Daventrian ambassador go? [i]The barkeep gave Ezrael his ale and Ezrael gave him a few coins.[/i] [b]Aegis:[/b] They are sympathetic to our cause but not prepared to commit their forces as of yet. They don't see any benefits in aiding us at this point in time. [b]Ezrael:[/b] Well we can't take back Serenia with just the forces loyal to me that left when I was banished. [b]Aegis:[/b] I think our best bet is to rouse the peasantry into action against Cloricus and while the majority of his troops are occupied in crushing the rebellion, sneak in and cut the bastard's throat. [b]Ezrael:[/b] It's too risky. His little assasin dog protects him. [i]Nearby, hooves could be heard in the distance.[/i] [b]Ezrael:[/b] Sounds like trouble, we better get out of here. [b]Aegis:[/b] I bet it's more of those goddamn bounty hunters. [i]Ezrael fished into his tunic and pulled out a few gold pieces to pay for there stay and gave them to the barkeep. Ezrael ran back up to his room to fetch his weapons and armour and came back down. The barkeep showed Ezrael and Aegis a rear exit for customers who wish to leave unnoticed. Ezrael thanked the barkeep and they left.[/i] ~TUN Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jesus Chicken Posted February 4, 2003 Share Posted February 4, 2003 [I]John stared out across the battlements of his lords castle. There was a small force of knights closing in on the outer wall, and there were no defending forces in sight. The knights rode with great speed, and were soon upon the wall. They readied a battering ram, and began charging agaist the vast wooden door that stood between them and the interior. John walked camly down the stairs, through the hall, across the courtyard, down another set of stairs, through an arch, across a thin bridge and entered the hall that led to the door. As he walked into the hallway, the door broke down, and three hundred of more knights obtained access to the premisis. The mage then raised his staff over his head, and spinning it once sent a coarse of lightning sparking down the hall, striking on of the knights, in the chest, who fell, dying instantaneously. The bolt coarsed from one knight to another, felling all it touched... In a matter of seconds, the attacking force was redunced to ash...and the mage's laugh echoed through the castle.[/I] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zerosaber Posted February 4, 2003 Share Posted February 4, 2003 Aegis and Ezrael were trying to get as far as they could away from the bar without being noticed. They were running through the alley of the bar and making sure no one saw them. Aegis: These bounty hunters have picked up more and more. I'm guessing Cloricus put a bigger price on our heads Ezrael: I'm guessing so. He is trying to stop us before we can pull an action. Aegis: Sounds about right. They Finally made it out of the alley unnoticed so far. Aegis: So where are we heading now. The Inn or we set up camp in the woods. The woods would be safer but the inn we can keep an ever watchful eye of the bounty hunters around here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deedlit Posted February 4, 2003 Share Posted February 4, 2003 [color=009966]Aeslia: "Had your fun, did you?" [i]John turned around to find Aeslia calmly walking across the bridge towards the shattered door. The only sound she made was the Staff of Duraast tapping lightly against the floor and her black robes rustling about her ankles. She stopped a short distance away from John.[/i] John: "I guess you could say that, if you would consider defeating these pathetic knights entertaining." [i]Aeslia didn't reply, but moved to the door and looked outside, stepping over the charred bodies. [/i] Aeslia: "Hmph. Those knights didn't stand a chance....I find it amusing, yet I can't help but pity them." [i]John sniffed derisively.[/i] John: "Don't waste your sympathy on them. They got what was coming to them." Aeslia: "Perhaps..."[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Talon Posted February 4, 2003 Share Posted February 4, 2003 [color=teal][i]Blaze looked upon his mire home, repeatedly killing the animal-like villains that searched for his head. He had become nicknamed "Jabberwock" in a nearby village, and he'd rightfully burned the village down, mainly because of the derisive, animalistically evil nature of every single citizen in it. He sighed, deciding it was time for the monstrously vile 'Necromancer" to die. The animalistic ***hole had caused the death of his father. Blaze grabbed his whip, pulled out his Crossblade longswords, and walked out of the Mire of Terror. He needed to smell fresh air anyway.[/i] [b]Blaze:[/b]Jab! Hey, Jab! [i]A dire wolf rushed up, getting scratched behind his ears and looking forlornly at his master.[/i] [b]Blaze:[/b]It's ok, Jab. I'll only be gone a while. You need to keep up my little "Jabberwocky". Ok, Jab? And tell Kiara to take care of my house, ok? I'll call you both if I absolutely need you. Take care. [i]Jab howled forlornly as his master strapped his leather body armor on and walked towards a place where a friend of his lived. His friend was named Ezrael.[/i][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raquel Posted February 5, 2003 Share Posted February 5, 2003 Siren winced as the lash cracked across her back once again... ???: Tell us the truth! Siren sighed... Siren: I was... Picking mushrooms for the local druggies convention... The lash snapped again and she winced as more blood flowed down her back... Siren: You know... This is my favorite shirt... I do hope you'll buy me a new one... ???: Enough of your futile talk... I'm done trying to convince you to spill... Siren sighed Siren: Well... It's been fun, but I have an appointment to keep... She lunged at the guard, took the katana from him and gutted the man... She sliced the ropes around her wrists and decapatated the man holding the whip... Siren: Now... If I was a noble... Where would I cower? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest cloricus Posted February 5, 2003 Share Posted February 5, 2003 [color=teal][I]Reading the latest bounty report...[/I] "This has been going on far to long..." The ruler of Serenia calmly yelled. "Mater Cloricus, they have found nearly all of the resistance and the ones they haven't found are deep in the woods." "What crap, they are still here. All these useless men on horses have found are peasants who don?t agree with my rule. None of them are powerful enough to stage a revolt. And revolt is what is going to happen..." "Well what more can you do... I thought we were already do every thing." "No, now its time to play. Triple the bounty. Get my assistances when ever they can spare the time to be here." "You think that's enough" "No, we need snitches... in every town. Anything suspicious they report. Make sure their people who cant be bribed by any one. ANY ONE." "Any thing else?" "Yes, recall my army?s, but keep reasonable defending forces on our borders with unfriendly." "Yes, master" "Now I have some business to attend to" [i]Cloricus proceeds out of the room and in to a smaller chamber and beings to chant... Within fifteen minutes thousands of black ravens had appeared around the casal.[/i] "You will find them, and follow them. I want to know every thing. Now fly!" Cloricus whispered quietly. [I]The ravens scattered and went searching, they could smell good, and they would find the resistance.[/I] [/color] ***OOC: Yeah axis ppls turn up when ever you want. :D Time for some fun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Harlequin Posted February 5, 2003 Share Posted February 5, 2003 [font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: God damn. When there is that much dialog, why the hell can't you do it in rpg format? IC: [I]Kattarin walked into the room without knocking. Lacroix lay half lying down, half sitting, against the bed head. He didn't look surprised.[/I] Lacroix: Well, as you know, your mother is pregnant again. Kattarin: And? Lacroix: Depends on how much you know about politics. Kattarin: I know anybody who claims to rule anywhere deserves a good kick to the head. Lacroix: Exactly. You know of Cloricus? Kattarin: By reptuation. Weren't you planning to kill him a while back? Lacroix: Yeah, but it didn't seem worth the effort. Still, he is an annoying pain in the ***. So much so that I'm surprised he has any allies at all. Kattarin: I'm sensing that didn't come up by accident. Lacroix: Hell no. There's one, a man I knew years back, named John Cusack. Kattarin: What about him? Lacroix: Well, he did kind of try and kill me, but that was business. He was however, quite intelligent, and now he's sided with that fool Cloricus. Kattarin: You want me to kill him? Lacroix: That's a blunt way of putting it. Kattarin: True though. Lacroix: Point.... [I]Kattarin listened a few moments more as Lacroix related what he knew of the man. Rising from the bed, he embraced his daughter, and let her go. Kattarin would leave immediately, he knew. Geneveive was sometimes intolerable when she was pregnant. Vampyres always were, those that could reproduce that way. Lacroix sank back, thinking how lucky he was to have those two strange creatures in his life. Still, he had better things to do than think. He walked into the training room, and released five or six of the orc slaves. Within a minute, they were all dead. Damn, missed his record by 3 seconds... Kattarin packed a few small items of no consequence, and left, bidding Genevieve goodbye on the way out. The vampyre hugged her, and Kattarin stiffened slightly. Daughter or no, she face was rather close to Kattarin's neck.[/font][/color][/I] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Unholy Newt Posted February 5, 2003 Author Share Posted February 5, 2003 ooc: Cloricus, this is medieval times. Words like 'crap' and 'snitches' did not exist. ic: [i]Ezrael sat and thought for a moment.[/i] [b]Ezrael:[/b]I think we should go back to the inn. I'm tired of running from those accursed bounty hunters. If worse comes to worse, I'll take them all down myself. [b]Aegis:[/b] You won't have to. I'll be standing right beside you. [i]Ezrael stood up and the duo started to make their way back toward the inn. While using a shortcut through an alleyway, Ezrael stopped, grabbed his crossbow, pivoted on his heel and fired. The bolt landed with a thud right between the eyes of a bounty hunter assasin. He dropped his weapon and fell limply to the ground. He drew his sword and spun around just in time to block a blow from a second assasin. He looked over and saw Aegis battling another one. He parried another hit from his opponent but before he could react he was grabbed in a full-nelson. Instead of struggling, Ezrael simply threw himself backwards to the ground crushing the assasin beneath him. He pryed off the dead arms and rolled away just as the other assasin's sword plunged through the chest of the one he had just crushed. Ezrael spun on his side and sweeped the assasin's legs out from under him and as he fell Ezrael drew his other crossbow and shot him through the side of the skull. Ezrael struggled to his feet and dusted himself off. He looked over just as Aegis' blade plunged through the ribs of his opponent. He wiped his sword off on the tunic of one of the assasins. He went to each one he killed with his crossbow and yanked the bolts out and cleaned them off and put them in his bolt pouch. He then searched the four bodies and plundered them of their gold.[/i] [b]Ezrael:[/b] Let's go before more come. ~TUN Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ravenstorture Posted February 14, 2003 Share Posted February 14, 2003 [color=darkgreen][font=gothic]Ahh, what devilry.... Hmm, what to do, what to do... In real life, of course, I would simply get on the net and abuse cloricus for his pathetic grammar and pointless arguments. Or pick on him for his terrible canoeing skills. But here, In The Non Real World, there is no internet, and there is no canoeing... or is there? [i]Xalix j-stroked his way starboard on the clear, green waters of the River Mearle and revelled in the sound of the water coursing under his craft. He loved the river, and found travelling on it most enjoyable. However, with rising unrest, he had found it necessary to stick to the shores, as the waterface was open for attack. Not that attack was likely, he wasn't involved in the uproar... not yet, anyway.... Xalis found a sandy bank upon which to stop and nosed onto it gently, his craft coming to a halt. Jumping out and hauling the boat onto the shore, he hid it in some nearby vinery and shouldered his pack, brightly wondering where his travels would take him today. Further inland, the deep greens of the foliage became darker and mistier until visibility was reduced to twenty or so feet. Xalis knew that although his footsteps were silent, sound travelled futher in fog and he had to be careful. And I bet you can guess what he heard next... ... that's right, Xalis could hear footsteps. [/i][/font][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest cloricus Posted February 14, 2003 Share Posted February 14, 2003 Well since every ones nit picking, and your doing your usual Friday depressed crap, and for a change abusing me behind my back instead of coming to me with it. (Yes I hear most of what you say all the time, **** you.) Your post is wrong. J-Stroke wasn't invented then, and I don't think kayaks(sp?) were around either. And you can't row a canoe by yourself. Bleh, considering this is dead and I've devoting nearly all my time to the current Pathfinder mission I think it should be closed or deleted. Or dropped off the end of the page like it had been before raven dug it up. And yeah if you hadn?t noticed I don?t care about my spelling, and I find it amusing that it pisses you off. Go seek attention somewhere else. Snitches have always existed newt, and I'm sure every one back then spoke the English we do now. So why does it matter. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Harlequin Posted February 14, 2003 Share Posted February 14, 2003 [font=gothic][color=crimson]Pity you can row a canoe by yourself. Even more of a pity that I've rowed a two pontoon canoe by myself. Kayaks were invented then, they called them dugouts. You're sure everyone "back then" spoke the English we do now? Even though there wasn't a back then, in literal terms. However, if you want to put this on a medieval level, then on, the term snitch wouldn't have been used. Try "sneak" or informer. As for you hearing everything...Go right ahead. I'm sure we'll be most amused at your reactions.[/font][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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