RPG The Sorcerer's Quest.

[Ben]

A dark evil has awakened in the land. A Dark Wizard by the name of Ikag Grul has come to power again. Many years before Ben had sealed away Ikag's powers in a small gemstone and hurled it into a volcano. Ikag spent the next five years digging into the side of the volcano, thirsting for his power back.

Now finally, Ikag has his powers back and he has stolen an ancient elven rune. In a year's time the rune will become tuned to his dark powers and he will be able to use its powers for his dark purpose fully.

Using his dark magic and the limited control over the rune he has, Ikag summons horrible creatures to plague the land, the likes of which only Ben has seen before.

Ben, sensing the disturbance, has sent a magical call to his close friends so that they might go and stop Itag.

and so the story begins....

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Ben is packing his clothes and food for the long journey ahead. He knows it will be dangerous, and he knows that his companions know it. He only wished he didn't have to drag him into it. But, his master had left him a note saying thaat when this day came, he would have to have a company of 7.

A sprite zooms in through the open window and starts talking quickly to Ben.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Oh, packing clothes for the journey, good idea, I better do that too!"

The sprite zooms away.

"Who was that?" asks an elf, stepping out of the shadows.

"Ah, Elsyan you're here. That was Tumini, a sprite I've met on my travels, her speed and ability to fly will help us out a great deal in any tight situations."

"I thought that's what we're here for." says another elf, stepping through the door.

"It's about time you got here Lauren. Where have you been?" asked Ben.

"Getting Indrid out of the tavern. I think he's drunk." answers Lauren.

"I'm not drunk, I just had a little too much to drink." Indrid's speech was slightly slurred.

Just then a being of pure fire stepped through the door. The wooden floor crackled as it caught flame.

"Alriy! I told you not to use your magic until we need it!" Ben shouted at the flame-being.

The flames slowly disappeared and in the place of the flame creature stood a man with a white robe and a horn growing from his head.

"Perhaps we should go outside, it's getting crowded in here." says Ben.

As soon as they all step outside a dragon appears overhead and lands twenty feet away. Indrid runs toward the creature, magical staff held low. Before he can strike, the dragon transforms into an attractive girl in a green shirt. She slaps away Indrid's staff with her black sword.

"Oh, it's you." said Indrid. "I forgot you could turn into a dragon."

"Moron." Siren says, shaking her head. She and Indrid go back and join the group.

"So who's missing?" asks Alriy.

"Tumini the sprite and another human aquaintance of mine. He's going to meet us later." says Ben.

Tumini suddenly appeared in front of Ben.

"Didn't you see me? I've been flying around you guys for the past five minutes!"

"Never mind." says Ben. "We're all here."

"Good." says a dark voice. Suddenly an elf dressed in black jumps out and slashes at Indrid and Elsyan with his twin viper blades. Indrid's magicla staff blocks the blow from behind, and Elsyan jumps out of the way just in time.

"Lacroix." says Ben. "I see your Master has again sent you after me."

"Not just you this time, I'm here for all of you." the ark elf says, disappearing suddenly.

"We have no time for this Lacroix." says Ben.

Ben throws his wooden staff. The staff twists in midair and eeryone hears a dull thud as it finds its target. Lacroix reappears, the staff sticking out his back. Lacroix disappears.

"Where did he go?" asks Lauren.

"His Master has called him back to be healed. He will be back. Most likely with some dark creatures backing him up. Let's go."

[Heartless Me]

Alriy's eyes narrow at the scorched earth where Lacroix laid before dissappearing gripping the handle of his sword and glancing around.

Alriy: Our trouble isn't over yet.

Lauren: What are you talking about, there is nothing around us except for civilians.

Ben: Be on your guards everyone, Alriy is right.. Can't you smell it in the air...

Indred: Oh, excuse me...

Ben: Not you Indred, though you could use a bath... We are surrounded.

Just as he sais that there was a shuffling noise from all around, the roads, ally's, inside of houses and around the corners... Everyone takes up arms to defend themselve's as the Ocean of various undead creatures storm the center of town where the group was by the hundreds. Skeletons, Zombies, Ghosts, and Ghouls were among the ranks of the undead. Such a conglomeration was well known to not go togather well and will only fight side by side if they were created by the same necromancer and being controlled at the same time. As the undead hordes converged upon the group a loud malicious laugh resonates above them. Tumini looks up and cries in the little faerie manner.

Tumini:OhmygodIcan'tbelievewhatI'mseeingit'salichi'veneverseenalichbeforeitlookssoscary!

Alriy:How does she talk so fast?

[Raquel]

Siren bends over and stares at it

Siren: *raises an eyebrow and straightens* I have no idea...

She turns her face upwards and blinks

Siren: Ooohh... A litch.... I see now... Any recruit wanna help me with it?

She leaps into the air and transforms into her dragon form, the gusts from her wings knocking the nearest undead down... Settling, Siren looks back at the group

Siren: < well? >

[Jesus Chicken]

Indrid: Ok, I'll be happy to help.
(with that Indrid leaps onto Sirens back)
Indrid: With my enchanted staff, I can attack them with lightning. Pretty cheap huh? Oh well, it woks.

(Siren took a full circle around the oncoming masses of undead. Shooting off blasts of fire, and Indrid on her back, started firing off bolts of lightning from his Magik Staff. These attacks helped greatly, cutting meany of the undead down where they stood, as the others leot into the fray of battle)

[starlight]

Tumini lands on the ground,and crosses her arms and looks with a childish look in her eyes

Tumini: sheech its not that interesting to look at and im the one who saw themwell then to the trees!!

with her dealy poisonus darts at the ready she starts firing with deadly accuracy

[Heartless Me]

Alriy smirked... dead flesh is very flammable. At that thought he burst into flame and started to dash to and fro through the undead army as a being of pure fire and burning destruction.

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: What was that sprite's name? The one in Soujourn? I know someone here has read it...

[I]Watching them destroy his army, Lacroix sat back and did nothing. When they had finished their slaughter, he started clapping. Slowly and mockingly. They spun to face him, readying their assortd weapons. Lacroix stood up, and bowed flamboyantly.[/I]

Lacroix: So you're not as pathetic as I thought you all to be. Well people, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. His name is Galag Trav. He is a Wind Warrior. I see no recognition. Good. Fare thee well then.

[I]Lacroix bows again, sweeping his hand low as if taking off an imaginary hat. While moving, he thumbs the trigger to a device given to him. A shimmering appears, and while he fades away, another creature appear. An 8 foot tall humanoid, insubstantial, with four arms. Each arm holds a sabre. One of the more powerful undead creatures, this particular Wind Warrior commanded the forces of fire and could manipulate life force. A formidable foe. Lacroix laughed ironically as he imagined the destruction it would cause.[/font][/color][/I]

[Ben]

[I]Could we tone it down on the action? We haven't even started out yet![/I]

[I]starlight, learn to use the Shift or Caps Lock buttons.[/I]

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"Lacroix, your master is an incompetant fool. He gave you the power to summon creatures from the dark world and you have no idea how to use them." said Ben with contempt.

"Perhaps not, but see what my creature does." Lacroix answered.

The Wind Warrior stood up, then charged at Ben's assembled companions. They scattered, carefully avoiding the beast's four swords. The two elves begin to fire arrows at the creature. The arrows did not harm the beast, but did succeed in hindering its movements. The beast could not swing its deadly sabres fast enough to stop the lightning fast sword-strokes of Siren, nor the stabs at its stomach by Indrid's magical staff. Tumini flew around the beast, firing her poison darts at random.

Arily attacked Lacroix in the form of a water-elemental. Lacroix's sabres did nothing but pass straight through the liquid body. Yet, Arily could not do much with his small dagger as Lacroix's skill was far too great.

The group fell back from the Wind Warrior, panting from their exertion. Arily also backed away from Lacroix, knowing he couldn't do anything to the dark elf. Then, before their eyes its wounds became healed except the ones caused by Tumini's poison darts. Though it could manipulate life force, it could not change the effects of poison. However, Tumini was too out of breath to fire anymore.

Then the Wind Warrior threw a fireball at the warriors. In the instant it would hit them, it disappeared. Ben stepped forward, holding his staff in hand. But then he began to change. He began to grow thick, shaggy fur and a brutish face. His teeth became yellowed and protruded from his mouth. When he stopped changing, he greatly resembled a troll. But the one thing that made it clear to them that he was not a troll was when foot-long claws erupted from his fingertips.

Ben, in this hideous form, ran at the Wind Warrior, bellowing like the beast he had become. He ran between the giant creatures legs, then stuck his claws into the thing's leg. Using the claws, he climbed up the back of the Wind Warrior, tearing large amounts of flesh loose. Then he reached the center of the Wind Warrior's back. Ben jammed the claws straight out the front of the undead creature. The Wind Warrior fell to the ground and disintegrated.

Ben turned his still beastly face towards Lacroix. Lacroix vanished into the shadows.

"You may have one today Ben, but I [I]will[/I] be back." he said.

Ben walked back to the others, transforming as he went.

"Wow! Whatwasthat? Whatwasthat? Whatwasthat? Whatwasthat? Whatwasthat? What [I]were[/I] you?" asked Tumini when he reached them.

"An algroth. Much like a troll, but with extremely venomous claws. It's a creature I've encountered in my travels."

"Cool." said Indrid. "Could you turn into anything else?"

"Sure." said Ben. "What do you want me to turn into?"

"A cup of beer." answered Indrid. "I'm parched."

[Jesus Chicken]

OOC: I love the way you people have painted my character, Go the drunk!

Indrid: Well shall we be on our way then?

Ben: Yes, I don't think we shall be able to plunder anything from undead summoned by a dark elf.

Siren: Indeed, this is probably true, and I do not facy digging through rotting flesh today.

Ben: Yes, it is time that we left this place.

Indrid: But I'm still parched.

Ben: Be quiet. I'll get you something to drink.

Ben drove his staff into the ground. When he pulled it out there was a tankard full of beer on the ground.

Indrid: Much appreciated

Indrid began to slurp at the beer greedily.

Ben: Now we shall be off.

They all began to follow Ben towards their destination.

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: David Eddings books this time I see...

IC:[I]Returned to his master, Lacroix informed him of the warrior's ability to destroy their creatures.[/I]

Lacroix: They're stronger than we suspected, you know.

Ikag Grul: Could you defeat them?

Lacroix: Singly, certainly. Outnumbered, it would be very difficult. With a few creatures at my back, simple.

Ikag Grul: It's your fault their still alive at all fool! You dare ask for more help!

[I]Lacroix draws himself up to his full height, and retorts in a snarling tone.[/I]

Lacroix: I may call you my master, but that is out of respect, not fear. You need me, do not tempt me to leave.

Ikag Grul: Alright. Alright. Remember though, I can destroy you.

Lacroix: Of course. But you'd find it very diffificult.

Ikag Grul: Perhaps. Well then, what do you propose?

Lacroix: Worry not, I have a plan.[/font][/color]

[Deedlit]

OOC: I could've sworn I posted here at least twice....:twitch:
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[i]The group walks down a path that leads to the west. They walk for several hours with no trouble when they decide to take a break.[/i]

Ben-well, we've gone pretty far since dawn. I think we won't have any trouble for a few days.

Elsyan-that's good. Where are we going, by the way?

Ben-There should be a village or castle or something in the west that should help us.

Lauren-wait. Can we back up? You said "there should be." Does that mean that you're not sure yourself?

Ben-well, in a dream I had, we were to follow the setting sun for a few days, and there should be a place that should aid our quest.

Indrid-Well I hope this "place" really does exist, otherwise 'twill be a waste of time going in the wrong direction.

[Raquel]

Siren nods and twirls a dagger across her fingers deftly... She had transformed back into a human just before the wind warrior appeared... She scoweled... Soon... She'd have to go back to working on her half dragon form... It'd be quite the time saver... She sighed and troted to catch up to Elsyan...

Siren: So... Where did your travels take you?

[Jesus Chicken]

[I]The group walked along for days, following the details pertaining to Ben's premenition. They had yet to discover a castle, but had not trouble from Lacriox eitther. So they just kept at it, hoping soon they would find what they were looking for.[/I]

[Deedlit]

Elsyan-My travels?

Siren-sure. You look like one who's been on several journeys.

Elsyan-Well actually, I haven't travelled very much. Or not very far anyway. I've been to the east to several villages so I could see old friends again, but that's probably the farthest I've gone. What about you?

[Boba Fett]

Abob Ttef stands on a hill, watching Ben and his companions as they walk towards their destination. He is growing tired, for he has been following them for quite some time.

He knows that Ben suspects he is around, but decides to remain hidden until Ben confronts him. They had been playing this "game" for years, Abob would tail Ben, eventually Ben would find Abob and then they would travel together.

Abob noticed that they were picking up their pace, so Abob walked down the side of the hill towards the trail they were walking on. He reaches the road moments later and walks several hundred feet behind the group, hoping they won't notice him, yet............

[Ben]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by The Harlequin [/i]
[B][font=gothic][color=crimson]OOC: David Eddings books this time I see...[/font][/color] [/B][/QUOTE]

Strange, I thought I was the only person who read those books. :p

[Ben]

Ben walked alone. The others were talking about where they had been and how they met Ben. Ben knew everything about each of them. That's why he had chosen them, he knew what they could do and what they couldn't. He also knew that no force on earth would stop them from accomplishing their purpose.

Siren: < Undead ahead. >

Siren was flying far above them in her dragon form. Ben used his magic to project his speech to her.

Ben: < Are you trying to be funny? >

Siren: < No, are you? >

Ben: < Forget it. How many are there? >

Siren: < Oh, about a horde or two. >

Ben: < Liar. >

Siren: < Okay, there's only twenty. >

Ben: < We'll be there. Now come down here or you'll miss them. >

Ben (to the others): We've got a trap coming up.

Siren swooped down out of no where and landed. She then transformed back to her normal state. The others drew their assorted weapons and prepared for the attack.

They entered a wooded area and had just entered a clearing when they were surrounded by about fifty skeleton soldiers. Ben's band of warriors formed a circle, holding there weapons ready.

Ben: I thought you said there were twenty....

Siren: I lied.

Ben: Tumini, would you be so kind?

Tumini: Right!

Tumini flew like a rocket into the undead. They all fell back as she hit them. Then the rest of the warriors attacked the undead. Those with swords hacked through the bones and ancient armor of their dead foes. Indrid was backed into a tree by five skeletons.

Indrid: All right, all right, I give up.

Indrid sticks his staff in the dirt and backs away from it. The skeletons step forward. Indrid's staff gets struck by lightning and the skeletons are engulfed in electricty.

Indrid: Morons.

Ben finds Lacroix amidst the chaos. Arily was again attacking him, this time in a rock elemental form. Lacroix had chipped off portions of Arily's face, shoulders, and chest. Arily was trying in vain to stab Lacroix with his small dagger.

Lacroix signalled some skeletons and they took over the battle with Arily. Ben stared at Lacroix. Lacroix stared back. In a flash, Lacroix attacked. Ben blocked with his staff, which was magically unbreakable.

Lacroix backed Ben into a tree. But, it was not a natural tree. The tree was alive! Its branches grabbed Ben and his companions. They were all stuck. Lacroix stepped over to Ben.

Lacroix: Looks like I win.

Ben: Looks can be deceiving.

Ben looked up and a storm of arrows flew at Lacroix. Lacroix dodged and deflected them. Ben created a fireball to fly at Lacroix. Then he struck with lightning. Lacroix nimbly dodged everything. He flung a saber at Ben. Ben's concentration broke and he stopped his magical assault.

[Ben]

Lacroix, having stopped Ben's assault, jumped at Ben to cut off his head with his remaining saber. Then he twisted in midair. An arrow had been fired at him. More arrows rained down at him. Lacroix, unable to find his unseen foe, fled into the forest.

"Release me!" Ben bellowed.

Ben unleashed the power of his magic upon the evil tree. It dropped him and its magical essence vanished, making it a normal tree again. Ben released his friends from their captors also.

"Who was that guy?" asked Elysan.

"What guy?" asked Ben.

"He was a short guy with a big knife. He had a bow across his back and a bunch of arrows." said Indrid. "And man can he shoot! He took out about five of them before they knew what was going on. Then he ran in here and sliced the rest to shreds. After that, he ran away and began shooting at Lacroix with arrows."

"Abob." said Ben.

"A what?" asked Lauren.

"His name is Abob. He follows me around a lot, then when I realize he's here he usually joins me. He's the human I was talking about at my house." says Ben. "I'll be back."

Ben disappears and minutes later walks back into the clearing with a short man that fit Indrid's description quite well. Although, Indrid had not been able to see the long scar going down his face. Now he did.

"You!" shouted Indrid, jumping at the newcomer with his staff held out.

Ben stopped Indrid in midair using his magic. He slapped Indrid's staff away with his own wooden one.

"I thought this might be a problem." said Ben.

"You should have told me he was here." said Abob quietly. "I would have come faster."

"To kill him?" asked Ben.

"No, to return the favor." Abob said, putting a hand to the scar on his face.

"Wait a minute, you two know each other?" asked Tumini.

"I gave him that scar." said Indrid.

"Why?" asked Lauren.

"Because he killed the bartender at my favorite bar." answered Indrid.

[Deedlit]

ooc: dude, double-posting is bad enough. Triple-posting is right out.
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Elsyan-*slaps hand to forehead* oi. -.-' Indrid, that's overdoing it a bit.

Indrid- but....the bartender--

Ben-just drop it. It happened years ago, and we have bigger worries. we're on a mission, and Lacroix is still out there. Let's move out quickly before he comes back.

Abob-fine. Just keep me away from the drunk.

Indrid-Hey! I'm not drunk! not yet, anyway.

Lauren-oh brother.

[Ben]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by kool_aid13 [/i]
[B]ooc: dude, double-posting is bad enough. Triple-posting is right out.[/B][/QUOTE]

No one else was posting and the story was falling behind in the Games/Rpgs pages.

[Deedlit]

ooc: it's alright, but someone will post eventually. They might have WB or something, so just edit your post and they'll probably check up on it later and get an idea.
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[i]The group walked on through the forest with Ben in the lead, then Abob, Lauren, Elsyan, Tumini, Siren, Indrid, and Alriy. Abob and Ben were talking quietly.[/i]

Abob-So who was that person that was attacking you?

Ben-That was Lacroix. He keeps appearing and tries to kill us. We must avoid him at all costs.

Abob-*nods* I see. I hope we don't meet up with him again.

Ben-We will. He's not one who gives up so easily.

[i]The group followed along with little or more conversations for the moment. They travelled for several hours when Ben called a halt.[/i]

[Jesus Chicken]

[I]The group had come to a stop in a small clearing[/I]

Indrid: Hey, Ben. What's the matter?

Ben: There is nothing wrong, but I do believe we are nearing our destination.

Elsyan: Well, we have been travelling for some time.

Abob: Yes, I know, I have been following you since you left.

Indrid: Why didn't you just join us from the start, we could always use a good fighter.

Abob: Thank you for the compliment, but I wanted to see how you went on your own.

Indrid: Are you going to stay with us from now on?

Abob: Most likely.

Ben: We should be there soon, I think just over the next hill.

Elsyan: But it is dark, shouldn't we rest?

Ben: The castle is close, we can find food and shelter there.

[I]With that the group, having gained a memeber, sets off[/I]

Indrid: What about drink?

[starlight]

Tumini: OkIhavehadit!!!

Siren: What? Can we have a translation of that please?!

Tumini: Man what's the fun in talking this slow?

Abob: Its easier to understand for one thing

Tumini: All I've heard from Indrid this whole time is "I want a drink, What about drink?" Drink Drink Drink!! One of these days I'm going to use spritish cure on you Indrid! tee hee hee

[Jesus Chicken]

Indrid: *Looking scared* What?!?

Tumini: I am going to cure you of your drinking problem.

Indrid: You just try it, be my guest.

Tumini: You will save money.

Indrid: I will die before I stop drinking.

Tumini: Let's hope you die before tonight, because I will cure you
in your sleep

Indrid: *Looking at the the ground* Ah, I see.

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson][I]Being the usual sneaky bastard he is, Lacroix continues to follow the ragtag group, wondering what drinking had to do with anything. It probably didn't matter. Unless the chance for an assassination came up...

Lacroix faded away, teleporting back to his quarters, an abandoned castle. The briar around the ruin had been supplemented with roses, died black and grown to abnormal size. The thorns were at least a foot long, and the stems as thick as tre trunk, and harder than old oak. One would have to be able to fly to get inside. Lacroix shrugged his scimitars off his belt, sitting down on his bed. The darkness around himfailed to faze him.

Set in a mountain range, the castle was always in darkness, even when the sun appeared high ahead, due to some anomaly Lacroix had yet to determine. The fortress had once been property of some rich bandit lord and his army. Taking a liking to it, Lacroix had killed all 40 occupants, before disposing of the bodies off a nearby cliff. He didn't bother cleaning up the blood, and the place had developed a charnal reek. Lacroix lay down, deciding to get some rest before returning to the group of warriors.[/font][/color][/I]