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Berny-Mac
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posted October 13, 2010 06:36 PM |
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"Woah, wait..." said Salim in surprise. "This is your ship? Well that explains all the fighting."
Leonadros was asleep, his helmeted head resting on the side of the wardrobe. Salim raised an eyebrow and hit him. Leonadros woke with a start, standing up and catching his helmet on the top bar of the wardrobe as he walked forward, being used to doing that whenever he was caught sleeping on the job. That made the large wardrobe fall down on both Salim and Leonadros. They coughed from the dust and attempted to get up. Leonadros was able to climb out, however, he destroyed the top part as he rose. Salim put his palm up to his face in disbelief as he said, "I should never have taken this job."
Leonadros grabbed his sword and shield, stood straight up in front of Domerth, saluted and then said, "Ensign Leonadros Tivellu, servant and protector of Prince Alaric Falconguard of the Falconguard Kingdom, sir!"
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Warlord
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posted October 13, 2010 11:20 PM |
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 My guy wasn't on the ship. He was watching the battle from some hill. He simply left, walking away from the ship.
Hmm.
Maybe I worded that badly.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted October 14, 2010 05:11 PM |
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((I'll edit my post later))
- Technically "The Unyielding" isn't mine. You're aboard the royal warship of Merinanth. Since I relinquished my right to the crown, the vessel is Rebeca's now.- Domerth handed dry clothes to Rebeca- Let's leave so she can change.-The three exited the cabin and went towards the deck.- You two can consider yourselves extremely lucky that I found you. She's prone to get angry quickly these days. Ensign, you'll now serve the Throne of Merinanth for the remainder of this journey. Tell me, when did King Thorvald passed away? And how's Falconguard faring under the prince's rule? His father had great faith in him.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Berny-Mac
Promising
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Lord Vader
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posted October 14, 2010 05:40 PM |
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Leonadros excitedly responded, "King Thorvald passed into holy graces five months ago. His dying wish was to have his sons, Prince Alaric and Prince Alberto share the throne. Prince Alaric controls the military and deals with foreign nations from Highwind City while Prince Alberto controls the church and deals with internal domestic affairs at Lordring. Although this has worked well for a little while, there has been some rivalry between the two brothers. Alaric believes that complete control of the kingdom should be handed to the royal family, but only one should rule. Seeing as he was is older than Alberto by a year, Alaric believes it is his birthright to the throne and that two rulers would bring even more problems when it comes the time for heirs to rise to their sovereign duty. Alberto wants to hand the kingdom over to the power of the church under the Cardinal Council, but still wants control over Falconguard somehow. It is looking like there will be civil war within Falconguard as the blues, loyalists of Alberto, are killing us reds, the servants of Prince Alaric, at will. Dune Runner here, is merely a mercenary in service of Alaric, but I am a soldier serving the best interests of Falconguard, which is to serve and protect Prince Alaric."
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted October 14, 2010 06:07 PM |
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- I see. Well the old king always favored Alaric over Albertos. Or so it may seemed to me during my visit there. Your home is in times of great peril. But alas, it will have to wait, untill I slay another false monarch, who dared to take over my homeland.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Berny-Mac
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Lord Vader
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posted October 14, 2010 06:43 PM |
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"Indeed." replied Leonadros. "I am honored to serve you in protection of your sister and your kingdom, milord."
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted October 15, 2010 04:24 PM |
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- And your first task as a champion of Merinanth, will be to slay a mighty sea serpent with a wooden spoon, and bring me it's eyes as proof of the beast's demise.- Calmly said Domerth. After seeing Leonardos's expression he laughed.- Just jesting. Tommorow You'll help the ship's carpentner to fix the wardrobe that you two geniuses smashed. Cabin boy!- He addressed to a teenage boy who was going to sleep- before you go to rest, find a place for these two to sleep, and bring a hot drink to her majesty.
- Yes my liege.- The kid bowed and proceeded to show the two "stowaways" their cabin. Domerth walked onto the deck. He stood there for a few hours, locked in thought and looking into the horizon. After inhaling a deep breath of the cool, salty air of the sea one last time, he went to sleep.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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War-overlord
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Presidente of Isla del Tropico
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posted October 16, 2010 02:00 PM |
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Osseric came to the deck somewhat later, nobody needed to see what he did. Holding the skull he trapped the Djinn in his hands he walked over to the rail. With it's lower mandible clattering the skull was spewing obsceneties and threats.
"I will rip out your colon and stuff it down your throat when I escape. You will be begging me to be mercifull and kill you." The Djinn had been raving since it was captured. Osseric could not simply destroy the skull, for it would release the Djinn.
"Mind who you are talking to," Osseric replied for the first time to the raving. "You threaten the one person who can release you and one who cannot be tortured or killed at that."
The skull silenced and Osseric smiled wryly. The with a casual lob, he tossed the skull overboard. The skull sinking in the ocean, Osseric returned to his thoughts. The journey was progressing faster that he had anticipated. The tutoring of the Elf and the Goblin was something Osseric had planned for the dull weeks on a ships voyage. With the way things were going they would get to the lands of Domerth and his sister by the next day. Staring over the silent ocean, Osseric pondered his options. Especially the tempestuous Elf would be not to happy when Osseric would not keep his end of the bargain. And if Osseric was honest, he doubted wether he was able to teach the Elf anything. Due to the different natures of their magic. Where the Elf had natural magic-abilities, Osseric borrowed the power of his Patron-God.
Sitting down near the mast, Osseric folded his legs under him. He would meditate on the problem, something he preferred to do in the moonlight.
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posted October 16, 2010 02:16 PM |
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Evelgor went through the "garden" escorted by the skeletal troll. He went up to the door of the tower and knocked. A tall figure opened it, and Evelgor said, "We need to talk."
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Glendon's eyes snapped open. He sat up and stretched. The room he was in was covered in a thick layer of dust, and he guessed he had slept for a very long time. But why? Why had he awoke again? It was time to find out.
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted October 17, 2010 10:27 AM |
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((Unless Warlord's Djinn went through Rebeca's opened portal, I fail to see how he could catch up with the ship on such short notice))
Domerth could barely sleep, although the waves and the sound of the ocean was soothing, Domerth couldn't sleep. He examined the hilt of the Lycan Fury. It was of ornate design indeed. The guard of the hilt was ornamented with various engravings which were of unknown meaning to Domerth. The hilt's end bore a masterfully crafted wolf's head, which had saphires for eyes. Maybe it was a coinsidense, but Domerth's birthstone was also a saphire. On the few centimeters of the blade was a runic inscription but most of it was missing. Maybe the dwarves of the Steelwall mountains could decipher it. But it wasn't important right now. The basterd son of his grandmother, a dark stain in Domerth's lineage awaited him. He looked at the crest of Merinanth- two wolf heads smiling ferociously and a crossed sword and axe in an azure background. Domerth swore that he'll set things right. He isn't titled the Kingslayer for nothing.
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"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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posted October 17, 2010 02:45 PM |
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((He is a jinn, isn't he?))
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posted October 17, 2010 07:43 PM |
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((Keep posts that doesn't contain IC in the OOC thread, Warlord)
Tael threw up over the side of the ship. This was a new experience for him, he usually traveled wherever he needed as smoke. The ships movement made him sick, and he hated the weakness. He still practiced antimagics whenever he could, and tried to widen the range of his skillset. It was a slow but steady progress, and every step was a small victory.
He looked over at the ship crew and shook his head. At least they didn't laugh about it to his face. The ship traveled faster than it normally would have thanks to a strong wind in their favor Tael had summoned, so he had at least done something to help other than feed the fish .. in an alternative way.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted October 19, 2010 10:45 AM |
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The captain walked over to Tael with a jar of pickles. He handed him one and smiled.
- First time eh? Eat the pickle when you feel sick again. It helps. Also is the wind your doing? It's too strong, I'm afraid that the sails won't hold out, and we haven't got spare ones. Calm it down a bit!- he said and returned to command his crew.
Meanwhile Domerth was lying in his bed, thinking. Only one thing came to his mind. The way Rebeca described uncle's army it fitted with only the followers of Kharnesh, vile beastmen posing madmem who thrive on slaughtering and sick pleasures. Domerth once fought a band of them. They fought with ferociuos rage unseen even in the most enraged beast. However calm mind and focus overthrew blind rage. Once he'd reach Merinanth, no soul will be safe from his wraithblade, for Lycus hungers. And that hunger is growing with every passing day.
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"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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posted November 11, 2010 10:54 PM |
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((I have returned =D ))
Amurris sat, still near the ruins of the castle, where the group had last seen him. His serpent fingers putting the final touches on what seemed to be a doll. He put his sewing kit into one of his pouches that hung from his belt, and from another, he pulled out a very fine set of brushes as well as paint. Soon, his steady hands had painted an almost perfect figure of Osseric. He channeled a soul-link between the doll and the Necrmancer it was modled after. The extremely long distances made the lizardkin queasy. When the link was complete, Stillscale began whispering to the doll.
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On the ship, Osseric could feel a strange and magical pressence touch him. A few minutes later he heard a familiar voice speak to him.
- Hello necromancsser. Remember me? Mossst likely not.
- Before you react, I sssuggessst you lisssten to me. You are the only one who can underssstand me. To the othersss, I am a breezsse. You would look quite the fool talking to sssomething not there. Ssspeak in your mind. I will hear.
- I have an offer for you, Sssoul Harvessster. I shall grant you control over the othersss in exange for a sssimple tasssk to be completed. If you delcine hovever, I can make your life very missserable...
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posted November 11, 2010 11:01 PM |
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Glendon opened the door to the old cellar, and marveled about how much dust had gathered there. He pulled a large sword with glowing blue runes on them. He picked up a pair of knifes, and put them in his belt.
Then, he exited the cellar and the castle.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 12, 2010 07:28 AM |
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The days of the journey passed quickly. But not without adventures. The captain decided to sail near the shorelands, to avoid getting lost. In one arabian port Rebeca went berserk on a young prince that tried to harass her. The emyr of the port had to pay a large tribute to get back his son in one piece. It was the first time in those lands that a man had to do what a woman is demanding him to do. Rebeca threatened the emyr with everlasting squalls and typhoons, demons, sea monsters and plague untill he apologised and payed her finest jewels, expensive oils and cloths, to get his eldest son back.
After a few days they were attacked by a pirate raiding ship. The poor souls of the pirates were devoured by the Lycus, and their ship was sunked, much to Osseric's displeasure, who wanted to loot it for the goods it may beared. Poat and Salim spent much of the journey playing chess or were just slacking around or training. Tael had overcomed his sea sickness, and also trained to use his counterspells.
Just yesterday they sailed through the isles of Britain, and were foolishly attacked by viking raiders. Captain noted that it's only a matter of hours before they reach the chain of islands of Merinanth.
There were drums and splashing heard nearby.
- Norsemen ahead! Three drakkars! The sails are green!
- Good. Jelm has answered my call.- Said Rebeca.
- You made some allies I see.- Said Domerth while looking at the approaching ships.
- This jarl thought it would be better to ally with us than to face my storms.
- A wise choice- Domerth remembered the skirmish at Rockport. The captain and the commander of the drakkars shouted directions to one another, then sailed to a small island near the main one.
Once on shore, the group made camp near a large cave in which the rebels were hiding. The group sat near the largest campfire. They were joined by the norsemen jarl and his four bodyguards, and an old blacksmith, the leader of merinanthian refuges.
- This will be the final assault on the palace.- Started Rebeca.
- Do what you have to do. But no one touches the overlord. He is mine and Rebeca's- said Domerth.
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"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Berny-Mac
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Lord Vader
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posted November 12, 2010 08:03 AM |
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Salim approached Domerth and asked him, "Sir, how many magic users are within the enemy's ranks? Because I believe that I shall be of some use against them. Poat would compliment my abilities well as his fire spells are becoming more potent by the day while Leonadros' defensive strengths would help protect us well. Perhaps we should guard you or your sister, sir? I believe that may be the wisest course of action as dividing our strongest would leave them ripe for the picking. Of course it is your choice, but I am merely giving you the suggestion."
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War-overlord
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posted November 12, 2010 12:17 PM |
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Osseric sat somewhat away from the campfire. The cold cave bothered him not, he was calculating his spending in the Ahrahb-port. The potential profit he might gain if he shifted the goods he bought the right way was almost worth the effort of coming. The silks and rugs would be a rarity, the jewels and precious stones would fetch a nice sum as well. Osseric smiled, gold was accepted anywhere, no matter who coined it or what language one spoke.
The planning they made was of little interest to Osseric, he had made clear from the beginning that he would not be ordered around and he would decide which parts he would cooperate with and which he would not. He would hear the plans when they finnished and decide then.
Still Osseric was misery, he could have searched the pirateship for more goods, he might have raised the crew into undeath and make use of the marginally damaged ship to store all his goods. But Domerth insisted on scuttling the vessel, no matter how Osseric tried to bargain with him. It bothered him slightly. Osseric believed that every man or woman, no matter what their race, had his or her price. But he had not found Domerth's, for coin seemed to bother him not the slightest. But, the Death God willing, he would find it eventually.
Osseric had tried to help the Goblin and the Elf with their magic, but the results were scarce. The Elf had trouble distinguishing Natural from Divine magic and grasping their inherrant differences. The Goblin insisted on using Fire-magic, even though his talent lay otherwise. He also flatly refused Osseric to test him again, supersticiously afraid Osseric might haunt his mind.
Osseric also thought back to the contact the Lizardkin made with him. Osseric had not been alone at the time, they had been fighting the barbarians they called Vykings and, while not refusing the offer, Osseric had asked to be contacted later.
However Osseric had traced the link and could reverse it. He would contact the reptile and they would bargain. Osseric touched the magiclink he somehow shared with the reptile and spoke.
"Speak to me of your bargain, Amuriss. This servant of the Lord of the Underworld will listen."
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
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posted November 12, 2010 03:06 PM |
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- they have few warlocks with them.- Said the old blacksmith- most of them are warriors. Savage men in armor. Seems all they do is kill in some sick ways that gives them pleasure. You should see the statues of their god. The city is even worse. You'll see it for yourself my lordship.
- Those warriors come from Magitara. Paranoid fanatics of the Kharnesh cults. Men and women that live for slaughter and sick pleasures. The few crusades against them failed. Not one man returned.
- Aye, the basterds started raiding the neighbours. We saw the burnt villages and the horrors that those abominations commited. My own wife was taken by them. Say the word Domerth and we will march to war against them. Their general with the golden drake mask is mine. This war isn't just yours now. My men are ready to strike right now. Say the word.- Said Jelm.
- We strike tomorow. At dawn. For uncle's sake I hope he's ready. The plan is simple. We move as one wave of destruction. You heard the jarl Salim. Few sorcerers, nothing that we can't handle. We'll leave none of them standing. Either we succeed, or we die trying. Get some rest everybody. Tommorow will be a fine day to die!
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Warlord
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posted November 13, 2010 01:18 PM |
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The shade looked sharply up at Evelgor, and replied curtly. "A blood drake and 40 skeletal warriors? That will cost you lots."
"What will I have to pay?" he asked
"Three souls, a Lycan Blade, and a jinn above the fifth level."
Evelgor nodded, and was escorted out the room.
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