RPG Mythical Warriors of Darkness(PLAYTME!)

[coolmon]

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Amy wakes up and finds her green stick on the ground and wakes up Socks(her cat). Socks follows her out of her room and watches as she eats, keeping her eyes away from her father's. Her mother is crying. She gets up and says, quietly." Bye mom, bye dad." She runs out of the house and to the other side of Kendale, where she leans against a wall of a magic shop, crying, leaving Socks to find her himself.

[Carren Heart]

<< Harper opens the door to from the magic shop waving over to ken after making a business deal >>

Harper: Thanks for the creepy new magic items Ken !!

Ken: No Problem ? anytime you wish to spend that much money feel free to stop by !!

Harper: << Nods and shuts the door and hears crying, shortly after which he walks over to where he hears the crying >> You okay << kneels down >>

??? Please continue ??..

[coolmon]

Amy: I just left my house....

Harper: Why?

Amy: I plan *sniffle* to venture out and destroy the dark lords...

Socks: (Approaching)Is that you Amy? Are you okay?

Amy: yeah...

Harper: A talking cat?

Amy:....It's a long story.

Socks: Well, Amy, aren't we leaving town?

Amy: I guess...

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien, annoyed by the gathering darkness, decides he should start to set up camp. Careful to conceal it from the nearby village of Kendale, he lights a small cooking fire, and strings a tripwire around the clearing he is in. Listening intently, he hears nothing around him, so he settles in to a light sleep, with his weapons next to him, ready to be used quickly should the time come.[/I]

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen][I]
Alastuin lights a candle as it begins to grow darker and rummages around the draws in her room for some enanced witchhazle. Disgusted at herself for allowing her stockpile of witchazel to grow so drastically scarce, she selects a long stick from beside the door and, gathering her robes around her, ventured out into the cold night without her purse, without her spiderbox, and without extinguishing the candle burning inside the thatchroof house in which she lives. Again, disgusted at herself, she returns inside to pick up her purse and blow out the candle.

Three minutes later, Alastuin rushes back down the road and into the house, picks up a small wooden box off the table and again sets out for the village of Kendale. By this time it is nearly dark. [/color][/I]

[The Harlequin]

[I]At about midnight, Davien is awakened by a soft sound outside his camp. He reaches silently out for his weapon, making no other sign he is no longer asleep. He hears footsteps cautiously come closer to him, and he feels a soft breathe on his cheek. Someone has bent down to examine him. Suddenly reaching up, he pulls the figure down on top of him, turning the mytery person over so they are face up, and placing a belt knife to their throat, his other hand coming up to muffle a scream.[/I]

Davien: Looking for something?

[I]The figure, now revealed to be female, shakes her head vigourously, still in shock. Davien drags into closer to the fire, and takes his hand off her mouth. To his surprise, she raises no outcry.[/I]

Woman: My name is Alastuin. I was on my way to Kendale, but I saw the firelight, and wanted to see if anyone was awake. I mistimed my journey.

Davien: And you made a mistake getting that close to me.

Alastuin: Perhaps. Anyway, are you going to apolgise?

[I]Davien looks at her in amazement.[/I]

Davien: What, exactly, am I to apologise for?

Alastuin: Touching me. Scaring me.

Davien: You're lucky I didn't kill you. You would have made a nice snack for Raiett.

[I]A sleek raven hops out of a nearby tree and perches on Davien's shoulder, eyeing Alastuin.[/I]

Alastuin: We'll talk about it some other time. Right now, I'm getting some sleep.

[I]Before Davien can object, she has gone over to his makeshift bed and fallen asleep in it. After cursing lividly, but softly for a while, Davien climbs the tree recently inhabited by Raiett, and falls asleep in the crook of two branches, wondering why Alastuin took it upon herself to stay around.[/I]

[Carren Heart]

Harper: One question for ya kid ... how do you plan to defeat the dark lords?

[coolmon]

Amy: It is said that if the chosen ones gather at the same time in the grass patch near the center of the dark land(the area above the big thatch of dirt roads) they will then have the power to defeat the Dark Lords. I plan to find them.

Socks: Sheesh, talk about melodramatic.

Harper: Huh...

[The Harlequin]

[I]Awaking before dawn, as was hi custom, Davien silently climbed down and cautiously looked around. Alastuin was still asleep. The fire had burned down completely, a few stray embers like dragon eyes among the coals. Walking far enough away so that he would not awaken Alastuin, but still hear if she stirred, Davien perfomred his morning ritual[/I]kata[I]. A series of flowing attack routines designed to limber up the body. As he warmed, his patterns became more complex, and he added a few acrobatic movements in. As he brings it to a close, he hears the sound of sardonic clapping from the edge of the clearing. Alastuin, somehow having snuck up on him, stands leaning against a nearby tree.[/I]

Davien: Was there something?

Alastuin: Nothing at all...

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen]Davien: Well, would you mind not sneaking up on me like that again?

Alastuin: I apologise. But really, you do deserve applause. That was really impressive. In fact, from all I have seen from you - the concealed campfire, the tripwires, the reflex to my almost silent arrival, the way you treated me... I would have to say you are really impressive.

Davien: Hang on, I thought you said you saw the campfire?

Alastuin:.....

Davien: Hmmmm. Any other little surprises you would like to spring on me?

[I]Alastuin takes the wooden spiderbox out of her pocket and opens it, letting a fat, hairy, black spider crawl out over her long, pale, fingers. Davien backs away quickly.[/I]

Alastuin(chuckling): No, not really. I have already revealed one of your weaknesses, and that is enough for now.

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[The Harlequin]

Davien: Oh yes. It's going to be [I]so[/I] important for you to know all my weaknesses, isn't it.

Alastuin: Perhaps.

Davien: Well. What are you doing?

Alastuin: I don't know yet. I think I'll stay here for a while.

Davien: Well do me a favour and tell me who you are.

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen]Alastuin: My name is Alastuin.

Davien: I know that.

Alastuin:.....

Davien:.....

Alastuin:.....

Davien(very annoyed): Well?!

Alastuin: Well what?

Davien: Who are you?!?

Alastuin: Oh! you want to know [I]more[/I].

Davien:[I]Yes...[/I]

Alastuin: I am a healer. i ran out of witchhazle, went off to get some more from Kendale, and I smelt smoke. I went into the forest to look for it, and climbed up that tree to see down into your little hollow. Then, figuring that it was probably dangerous for me to be out this late, I decided to...um... use your company as a safety shield for the night. But now that the morn hath risen...

Davien: You spyed on me and then used me?

Alastuin:...I am going to run away now. Goodbye!

[I]Alastuin slipped the spider into her mouth and began sprinting through the forest, picking up her staff as she ran past it. Davien, after a moments pause, ran after her but could not keep up with her for long. Soon, she had disappeared down the track to Kendale. Deciding to be done with her, Davien decides to forget all about the treacherous cow until he sees her moneybag lying on the bracken near the firepit. Curseing, he retrieves it and gathers his belongings, setting off down the road to Kendale, Raiett circling high above.[/I][/color]

[Guest Morph]

[size=1] [i] Grey sits on the ground, between his starting and ending point, Kendale, the finish, Trexun, his hometown [/i]

[b]Grey:[/b] "I must hurry to Kendale, Ghost, lets go"

[b]Ghost:[/b]"Right, lets start"

[i] Grey and Ghost both start to dematerialize [/i]

[b]Grey:[/b]"We should be there in no time"

[i] They dematerialize and they speed off, they notice some people [/i]

[i][u]*Grey Thinking*[/u] Hmm, who are those people, I will need help to defeat the Dark Lords, so I best be-friend them, Grey and Ghost stop, re-materialize, and are close to people[/i][/size]

[Ugamon]

kredion darkborne grabs his few things and gets ready for a trip to kendale to get more supplies in order to train and find the other one of his kind that was last 14 years ago.

just as he walks out the door h grabs his egg the funny thing about it is that it was cool to the touch yet it still wiggled somethings perhaps a large snake or something repilene he thought well he had a long walk closeing the door he heads down to the stream and follows it till he finds the dirt packed road now all he had to do is follow it till he made it to kendale

meanwhile he could try and figre out these runes and crystals.

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien stopped in mid-stride, disgusted at himself. What the hell was he doing? Running after some annoying, manipulative b*tch to give her back her MONEY!? Hell, he was an assasin. He never pretended to be a law-abiding citizen. And he certainly had no intention of spitting on good fortune. Whistling a long blast, a signal to Raiett, Davien retraced his steps back to his campfire, and concealed the remains of it. Taking the opposite direction to Kendale, Davien decides to find some more interesting part of the world. God knows this was getting boring, and nobody seemed to want any else killed anymore. Not that he didn't have a few sidelines to fall back on... Struck by a sudden thought, Davien decides to return home.[/I]

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen][I]Alastuin stops running after a few minutes and leans against a large oak tree, removing the spider from her mouth and replacing it in it's box. Peering around her, she was glad to see no signs of pursuit. However, after what she had just seen from this person, there probably would not be any signs of pursuit. She pats her pocket reassuringly and continues on, and then suddenly swears loudly and wheels around on one foot and begins to walk back to the campsite. 'That's why he didn't tell me what he did, he's a bloody thief!!" Sniffing the air for trces of smoke, and finding none, she soon finds herself back at her house. Cursing loudly, she walks back inside her house and begins to pack.[/I][/color]

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien suddenly stops, irritated by Raiett's insistent cawing. Looking over, the contrary natured raven flies off, in the direction of another near by villiage, Mierrdale. What could the damn bird want there? Deciding that, when he thought about it, he'd probably rather follow Raiett's advice, the bird was smart, then go home, where he wasn't welcome anyway. Starting off, he reaches there just before dusk. Strangely, the raven flies off over a trail Davien has never bothered with. Following it, he hears movement, and conceals himself in shadow. Cautiously moving up to a clearing, Davien sees a small house, with dimly lit windows. From inside come some rather viperish curses. Davien starts in surprise as he recognises the voice as that of a rather aggravating schemer.

Davien looks at Raiett in disgust. 'You have a sick sense of humour for a bird you know', receiving no reply, Davien sighs, and throws Alastuin's moneybag onto the mat, and walks off into the quickly gathering darkness, muttering about the duplicity of ravens and women. He doesn't even bother to set up a fire, feeling that going without a meal and warmth, neither of which mean anything to him, woudl be preferable to another run in with Alastuin.[/I]

[coolmon]

Harper: How will you know who these people are?

Amy:...Let me demonstrate.

Pulls out green stick and holds it strangely..

Amy: Lee.....Chou.......Simoro,reprah,oromis.....CHI!

suddenly a big wind raises and surrounds Harper, then stops.

Amy: If you were one of the chosen ones, a ma....

Harper: What?

Amy: YOU HAVE A MAGIC MARK ON YOUR FOREHEAD!

Harper:...Huh?

Amy:OH MY GOSH! That mark..don't worry it will disappear in a while, but IT MEANS YOU MUST HELP ME FIND THE OTHERS! IT'S THE ONLY WAY THE DARK LORDS WILL BE DEFEATED!YAY!

Socks: Not so loud! What if a spy was here?

???: There was!

Socks: An Imp!

Imp: Right!!!

Socks: Harper,can you help us? I know this imp. He's stronger than he looks!

[Ugamon]

kredion darkborne just plainly confused about these runes finally comes upon kendale just to find a girl a cat a guy and a IMP {thinks how much he hates imp for spreading bad luck and misfortune}. sneaks up the imp and slowly pulls out his blades and chops the imp's head off. the girl seems suprised and the cat just hisses at him........

[coolmon]

Socks: Don't do that!

Harper: That was quite a surprise.

Amy: Who are you?
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OOC: Carren Heart,where are you? am I gonna have to drag you on with me?

[Ugamon]

i am kredion darkborne i am sorry for spooking you but i thought that imp might be making mischeif i hate them for that {kredion pouth glows} hmm the runes seem to reacting to one of you or both weird i cna't get them to do anythng for me . 2 runes float out and land in the hands of harper and amy.
hmmm you mind if i tag along i may be a interesting tank hehe and i promise to tell you a legend. k up to you 2.

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen][I]Alastuin watches Davien stalk off into the night. Chuckling, she returns to the main living room and lights a fire, and then walks into the kitchen to check on the rabbit. As she leans down to open the oven, an overwhelming feeling of intoxication overcomes her and she staggers, steadying herself on the benchtop. She fills a tub of hot water for herself and places it on the floor, but as she stands up again her reflection catches her. There was a distinctive rune-like marking on her forehead, as though it was burnt into her flesh. Alastuin rubs her eyes and sits down, thinking. When she checks her reflection once more, the marking is gone.
She checks the rabbit and finds it to be ready to eat. Throwing sand onto the oven-fire, she drapes a cloak around her and stepps out into the night, piclking up her purse and walking down the pathway, sniffing the night air for any traces of beings. Soon, the liceridden stench of a foul bird fills her nostrils and she beings to look around her for the mysterious person she watched walk away from her home. [/I]

Alastuin: Please, whoever you are, come join me for a meal. It is getting cold, and it is the least I can do for someone so kind as to...

Davien(from behind her): Before this gets any further, I would like to point out that it was not my choice in returning your money.

Alastuin: Well, join me anyway. I cooked for two, and I do not eat for two. Besides, I am actually seeking company at the moment for a different reason, one that I shall not reveal to you at this point.

[I]Alastuin walks past Davien down the track to her house. She leaves the door open a crack. Davien sighs and follows her reluctantly.[/I][/color]

[The Harlequin]

[I]Davien was initially surprised by the interior of the house. It didn't seem to match the owner. Realising Alastuin was watching him, he stopped staring.[/I]

Davien: Rabbit, am I right?

Alastuin: Well...yes. Anyway, why did you return my money? A thief with conscience problems normally doesn't live to your age.

Davien: I'm 22... Anyway, I'm not a thief. Unscrupulous, yes. Immoral, certainly. But not a thief.

Alastuin: Whatever.

[I]Bracing himself for the inevitable reaction, Davien crosses his arms, cocks an eyebrow, and in a deprecating tone...[/I]

Davien: I'm an assasin.

[I]To Davien's surprise, Alastuin didn't even start. To hide his surprise, and the fact that her reaction may have affected him, he starts talking again.[/I]

Davien: So, when were you going to tell me why you wanted company, and why you had to pick me?

[Ravenstorture]

[color=darkgreen]Alastuin: One, no, two, you were there. Is that enough for you?

[I]Alastuin begins to carve the animal, and Davien notices that Alastuin's spider is crawing ontop of her head. Hiding his laugh behind a hand, the warmth begins to penetrate his skin and he leans against a table, relaxing slightly.[/I]

Davien: So... what do you do?

Alastuin: Isn't it painfully obvious what I do?

Davien: What, annoy strangers and cook rabbits?

[I]Alastuin ignores this and instead gestured with her knife the hundreds upon hundreds of bundles of hanging herbs, glass vials filled with various potent liquids, and the charts of the human body and it's various systems and ailments lining the walls.[/I]

Alastuin: I'm a healer.

Davien: A witch.

Alastuin....

Davien: I'm not saying it's a bad thing, and after all, you do have some kind of strange mark on your forehead that also appeared on mine a minute ago and you have a spider in your hair.

Alastuin: May I remind you that I am holding a knife at this point in time? What do you mean I have a mark on my forehead? Did you get that too? I mean... what are you talking about....
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[The Harlequin]

Davien: Why the hell would I have a mark. I not the witch here.

Alastuin: If I were you, I'd stop calling me a witch.

Davien; Well, well, well. I seem to have hit a nerve here.

Alastuin: Well. Witches and theives get on well together, so I think we'll do just fine.

Davien: Alright, point taken. Sorry I called you a witch. Actually, I have nothing against healers.

Alastuin: I'm sure that view is sharpened by the fact I'm holding the knife.

[I]In a move too fast to react to, Davien disarms her, captures both her hands with his other arm, and places the knife to her throat. Pleasantly, he replies...[/I]

Davien: Not at all. I know quite a bit about herbs. I'd have to considering my profession. I just can't resist the chance to needle people.

Alastuin: Explains a few things. Such as your profession...

Davien: Not really. That's just my prefered line of work. Nothing to do with habit.

Alastuin: You like killing people?

Davien: Of course. You think I would do this otherwise.

[I]Alastuin looks slightly alarmed. Realising his sentiment came out wrong, and was misinterpreted, the misinterpretation backed up ny the fact he was still holding the knife to her throat, Davien flipped the knife and caught it by the blade, offering it back to Alastuin.[/I]

Davien: Sorry, that didn't come out right.

Alastuin: For a minute I thought you'd been hired by the villagers.

Davien: They hate a healer that much?

Alastuin: They think I'm a witch.

Davien; I'd like introduce them to what a dark spirit really is...

Alastuin: Then you know what witchcraft really is?

Davien: Of course. In fact, I have contacts with quite a few witches.

Alastuin: Of course.

[I]The rabbit portioned, Alastuin hands one of the pieces to Davien. Before Alastuin starts eating however, she breaks off a small piece and lays it on the table. Her spider jumps down and starts on it.[/I]

Davien: Strange appetite for a spider.

Alastuin: And you have impeccable table manners for an assasin.

Davien: I'm a killer, not uncivilised.

[I]The rest of the meal is eaten in silence. Standing, Davien walks to the door.[/I]

Davien: I thank you for the hospitality. Don't bother to try and find me come morning.

[I]Swinging the door softly shut behind him, Davien walks off into the night. Alastuin hears him call to Raiett, and accuse the bird of all sorts of things to do with it probable parentage. She wonders what set him off...[/I]