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No RP for me, thank you though.

I will try to be more active.

At 5/22/08 11:38 PM, Yghrulez wrote: No RP for me, thank you though.

I will try to be more active.

That will be okay, if only for me.

At 5/22/08 11:19 PM, PWZealot820 wrote:

So I can change Detrineus' level to 10? If that's what you mean, please change the level to 10, and increase the Skill Level to B.

Go ahead. That's actually exactly what disturbed me. A reknowned shaman, level 1? C'mon, how much sense does that make?

Glad to see the strong activity. Let's keep it going.

"My lord, Zillaro XII!" Tyrone said to the king, bowing deeply.

"Please, enough with the groveling," the king said, "You're the only one who still bows and everything, even though I've told you more than anybody else. Can't you keep up with the times?"

The present king of Zillara was young, polite, and kind. His abilities as a politician and general were still developing, but he was quite competent.

Tyrone laughed at the comment and then began his report.

"...we were overcome by their numbers, but we received very few casualties or permanent injuries." Tyrone finished.

"Hmm." the king said thoughtfully. "Gunther!" the king called his supreme general.

"Yes, mi'lord?"

"Zillaro Phillip, Gunther. Do we have sufficient forces to spare for an expeditionary force to Claros?"

"Hardly, sir. Attacks from the Wild Lands are getting oddly frequent. We would need to begin drafting to form an army of sufficient numbers for an expeditionary force."

"Damn." Zillaro said roughly. "Sorry Tyrone, I cannot help you with your predicament."

"It is not a concern of yours, lord." Tyrone bowed in a sarcastic manner. "Shall I send my guard to the border to help?"

"Tyrone, they are your soldiers, not mine..." replied Zillaro.

"Understood. I will put myself to some good, then."

And so Lord Tyrone exited King Zillaro's presence.

At the city's pub...

Rescel sipped his glass of wine. He wasn't one to knock back pints by the score, unlike the beastmen soldiers or the warriors and heroes who were similarly fit. Getting hangovers may have been their passion, but it wasn't one of Rescel's hobbies.

"Sure that's all you're drinking?" the cat-woman bartender asked.

"Yeah." Rescel responded, looking at his merrymaking companions. "I'd lose a drinking contest for sure."

"That ain't the point. You're supposed to get drunk and have fun in bars."

"Not me." replied Rescel, finishing off his glass. "Just stack that on my tab."

"Hey!" Rescel yelled at a bunch of youths creeping through a broken window. "You lose your key? That's not the most efficient way of getting into your house!"

"This isn't our house!" One of them said.

"You stupid-"

"Why did you..?"

Goodness, Rescel thought, that wasn't even a clever comment and one of them still proved their guilt.

"Doesn't matter if someone saw us if he ain't around to tell nobody..." the boy who looked like the leader of the group said, drawing a knife.

"How'd he see us, anyhow?"

"It must've been the glass!"

"Shaddup and get your knives ready!"

Rescel stood with not even a hand on his sword's hilt as they surrounded him.

"Hey! You gonna die, hear me? Why aren't you moving?"

"I can stand kids running around being naughty..." Rescel said in a bored tone. "I may be frail, but I won't stand to such a blatant insult."

CRACK.

Rescel elbowed one of the four in the face. He fell back saying something about his nose. As the others stood surprised, Res drew his blade and blinded them with a flash of light.

"Aaagh!" the leader swung his knife wildly at nothing. Res swung his lade back and cut him across the chest. It was shallow, but it was enough to convince the delinquent to lay down.

"What are you doing!" a patrolman ran up to the scene of the scuffle.

"These four were breaking into my house." Rescel said simply. "So I gave them a warning in case they wanted to invade my space ever again."

Rescel didn't give the guard anything else, but simply went into his house and lay on the bed. He wanted to rest so he could avoid needing any when he and his unit would have to go to the Wild Lands the next day...

Sorry my friend, I had alot of work in last 2 days. I forgot all about this. If you need me to post an RP please do hesitate to email me. Anyway to play my turn out

Renewed and regenerated, Locke saw the battle with new fresher eyes and a fresh perspective. In fact he never felt more alive in his entire life. His life renewed life gave him energy to spare and he was not eager to let it be used up by idling. With a flash he rushed into battle leaving Detrineus in the dust. All you could hear from Locke was a, "Thanks mister, I will meet up with you soon".

The battle was now well underway and the new forces that came with Detrineus was easily holding off the bandits of the wilds. Looking to the west Locke could see the calvary of the near by zilarian town. It would take them at least 10 minutes still. He needed to defend the people until then. The camp was still untouched.

Seeing the first battle Locke concentrated all his energy on the nearest bandit and released the power of the Shine. With the energy he now had, rays did not come out but daggers; daggers of light rushed out of his hands and pierced the nearest bandit. The bandit died on impact and came crashing into the ground. Finally Locke understood and had the endurance he needed to control light magic. His near death experienced gave him a new life and new power. Putting the staff on his back he rushed into battle with his hands glowing white.

******* After the end of the battle, checking the camp********

Detrineus stuck out among all the knights and soldiers and Locke spotted him quickly. Locke rushed over to his new shaman ally and greeted him again.
"Uh, Thank you again for you help back there. I owe you well more than my life"
Detrineus responded with a smile, "Think of it as nothing, you were someone in need and I could not just leave you there"
"Ya, well... It was still great of you to do that." "oh" he said with a pause, "I need to check my tent. master must be done with the battle and healing now."

In his tent Locke was hit with a shock. There was no one in it but master's large robe, bloodied and laying in the center of the room. Locke fell to the floor and looked at it; there was a piercing in the back of the robe and around it was a large blood stain. Tears welled in Locke's eyes as Detrineus entered the tent.

"I see" Detrineus said, almost instantly knowing what happened.
Locke looked up at the elder Shaman and felt the warmth of happiness engulf him. Master once said to him that if he should ever die then Locke will earn all his possessions. Locke quickly opened master's bed chest and saw only a few odd things laying there: a map, a icon of the goddess and a robe that looked to be of the finest materials Locke has ever laid his eyes upon. The map had some areas circled and starred. These areas included an area in the cursed dessert, some forest in Hillis and a town in Arae. There were also inscriptions on the map pointing to the starred areas of the circles.
"I think I know what I have to do" Locke said, waving the map in front of Detrineus. "The town can defend the gate now without me, What do you think Detrineus?"
Looking at the map, Detrineus responded quizically, "You understand this? I have been here for many years and it makes no sense to me".
"Well, I don't... But! I know I should go to these areas" Locke looks at Detrineus with a smile on his face, "You will come with me of course right?"
Taken aback Detrineus responds, "I have a pupil and land I need to get back to"
"I see" Says Locke, "Then I shall go with you and we shall discuss our plans later!"

At 5/23/08 05:06 PM, Kurofelis wrote:

At 5/22/08 11:19 PM, PWZealot820 wrote:

So I can change Detrineus' level to 10? If that's what you mean, please change the level to 10, and increase the Skill Level to B.

Go ahead. That's actually exactly what disturbed me. A reknowned shaman, level 1? C'mon, how much sense does that make?

Well, what about Seth in FE8? He's reknowned, and is a level 1 paladin! Oh well, I guess that makes sense.

On to the RP, since I'm not expecting Lockout to post for a while..

The assaulting forces on the encampment are apparently retreating, as the barbarians ran from the encampment. The militia troops retreated to the encampment, placing two scouts at the breach to watch for any enemies charging to them.

Locke and Detrineus are on the encampment, resting and discussing about the activity in the Wild Lands.

"..Two major attacks in the previous month. Normally, attacks like this are occasional, but there has been an increase in barbarian activity recently. We have been asking His Majesty Zillaro XII to send us a number of catapults, but we only received the normal shipment of supplies." Detrinues said.

"Well, the area near the wall has been my training ground for some time. My master is..wait, where's Master?" The two haven't seen the priest for quite a while. As they started to search the encampment, a cavalier rode up beside them.

"Sir, the barbarians are pulling out! They're retreating!" The cavaler said.

"Very good job. Send one of the scouts with a myrmidon as an escort. Order them to follow the barbarians to a league's radius. Once they cross a league, have them take note of the enemy units and find their encampment. If they find the enemy camp, have them take note of important details. if the barbarians regroup before they reach the league's radius, pull back and run to the barrier posthaste."

"Yes, sir." The cavalier rode off.

"Well, shall we find your Master? Edgar can lead the militia troop temporarily."

"Of course." The two magic users started to set out, but not before..

"You may go ahead, Locke. I will have to do a small thing first." Detrineus took out a tome of Flux, and used the dark power to raise it to reading height. He chanted an incantation, and a sphere of Dark magic formed in front of him. He focused on the power to manipulate it to a blade. When it was finished, he held the sword in his hand, and the tome hidden beneath his robes. Locke was near him, astounded.

"No normal shaman could do that." Locke said to him.

"I will explain later. Let us go; time is running fast." The monk and shaman hurried (I think shamans don't run) out of the encampment and onto Wild Lands territory.

Uh-oh. Two posts on the same location, at nearly the same time. I started to type my post an hour ago, so that makes my post before Lockout's?

It should be fine, yours basically fits in with the end of Lockout's scene. We'd just have to disregard this part:

At 5/23/08 10:45 PM, PWZealot820 wrote:
"I will explain later. Let us go; time is running fast." The monk and shaman hurried (I think shamans don't run) out of the encampment and onto Wild Lands territory.

You're right- Shamans shuffle.

If the above doesn't work, by the way, just discuss between the two of you, and tell us where you're heading to.

Actually, Lockout's post ended in the planing thing, and mine started in the planning thing. So that means that nothing is needed to be omitted, because my post is clearly after his post.

So..that clears up pretty much everything, right?

*Waits for new post*

So wait, We are heading to the wild lands now? I just want to confirm The last post made me confused.

At 5/24/08 12:03 AM, Lockout wrote: So wait, We are heading to the wild lands now? I just want to confirm The last post made me confused.

Yeah, since I thought that the Wild Lands might be where Master is. Because he disappeared from the battle.

It was starting to get dark when the two spellcasters headed into the unknown lands of the wild. Little was known about the area when they entered so they moved at a pace that was leisurely for Locke but hurried for Detrineus. In the inky darkness ahead they could see what looked like many eyes watching them. Detrineus seemed unmoved but Locke was worried. This area is not the safest choice for just two people.

"So tell me Locke" Detrineus said, trying to get the teen's mind off of the immediate danger they are facing, "How did you end up this far to the outskirts of the country?"
"Well, I don't really know" Locke replied, "All I really remember as a child was being moved around alot. That is until I came here and started training with the defense force of the eastern wall"
"So your choice in light magic was not your own?"
"Well, I remeber having the option to take a sword or help the injured. I chose the staff because supposedly it turned very bright when I touched it. I don't really remember"

Detrineus and Locke came to a stop at the forest's edge in the wild. Looking up they saw that if they entered now they surely could not see. Just then they heard a large squeal from behind them. Detrineus drew his sword and thrust into the already dead corpse of a very large spider.
"Show yourself archer!" Detrineus yelled, blocking a following arrow with a conjured shield of dark magic.
Then as almost from no where an archer walked foward from the forrest and dropped his bow.
"I am unarmed, you surely could not hurt an unarmed man"
Detrineus approached the archer's bow when suddenly he was grabbed by another person and found the blade of a knife against his throat
Detrineus choked up, "Robbing your own people? Please let us go before you regret wasting your time. I am but a hermit and this is my pupil, Travis, a wandering priest. We have nothing to give you but words and advice"
Locke, now Travis, took out his staff and quizically asked, "What do you want with us?"
The ranger replied, "After the battle today I learned I cannot trust you barbarian bandits. We had an agreement not to ransack my camp in exchange for my troop's support. Now seeing who you truly stand with I vow to kill all of you."
"My good man" Detrineus said with a knife still to his throat, "We are not of the barbarians, in fact we are against them. Travis here was in the battle today healing the Ziliarian defense force"
"Really now?" The ranger replied, "How can we trust you?"
"Come with us, if we do anything against your liking you are free to kill us. How many of your troop is left?"
"Just me and Rodney"
"Is this Rodney that is about to drain my blood?"
"That I am" laughed Rodney, releasing the old man from his grip. "And if it is ok with Charles then I think we shall join you."
Charles smiled and outstreched his hand towards Detrineus. "The barbarians of the wild are a fiercer group than you would expect." I would not enter the forest now because there are far too many guards patrolling the area. That is unless you want to be killed."
Rodney added in, "Do you have a base we can regroup in? There is no reason to rush to death this moment."

Detrineus smiled the warm smile that put anything at ease, "Of course, we shall head back to the defense force camp, and then with the escort of my men we shall head back to my house to plan and regroup. I think both of you just signed up for an adventure I do not think you will soon regret."

As they were walking back Locke whispered to Detrineus, "are they coming with us to the areas on the map? Can we really trust them?"
Detrineus smiled again, nodded and said "They wanted to get away from the forest didn't they? and I am sure they can be trusted."

New characters added to the adventure:
Rodney
Lvl 3 thief
Age: 18
Nationality: The Wild
Race: Unknown
Physical Characteristics: Medium length straight Blonde hair and and a sharp pointed nose with bright green eyes make up the facial characteristics of rodney. Along with a long brown cloak you can see he is wearing a dark green vest with what looks like to be brown pants. He of an athletic build and is around the hieght of Locke.
Mentality: Rodney is often well mannered and quiet. When it comes to his time to talk you can see the mind of an intellectual with a inner child coming out. He is not often the first to strike but he is often the one to start arguments.
Weapons: Iron sword, Lockpick, Torch, Boots
Skills: Sword E, Sol

Charles
lvl 5 archer
Age 19
Nationality: The wild
Race: Unknown
Physical Characteristics: Charles has short red hair and a well defined narrower face. He also has green eyes and the pointed nose that describes Rodney. Perhaps they are brothers? Also he has a long brown jacket covering his striped green and tan shirt. Armor is not something he enjoys to wear. His speed makes up for his lack of defense however. His green pants cover the brown sandals he only wears when he is not in battle.
Mentality: Charles is a true gentleman that has a large love for sarcasm and quick retorts. His battle style is quick shots then a good hiding place to make more quick shots. He never needs to use the knife he has strapped to his arm because he will never get that close into battle. But he would be ready to if he did.
Weapons: Longbow, dagger, vulnery, speedwings
Skill: Bow C, Headshot and luna

****************************** I hope it was ok to add more people to Zealot and my party

At 5/24/08 03:59 PM, Lockout wrote: I hope it was ok to add more people to Zealot and my party

It's fine with me.

Back to the RP..

The four people traveled south, to the militia encampment. They noticed that the scout and myrmidon were there, with grim expressions.

"..Great! Life is getting too dangerous out there, anyways. When do we start?" Charles said.

"As soon as we can." Locke answered.

"Excuse me for a moment. My scouts have returned from theirscouting." Detrineus walked up to the scout and myrmidon, who saluted as he came to them.

"Sir! We have come back with a report!" The scout said.

"Good. What of the barbarians?"

"Their encampment is a heavily guarded fortress, guards systematically placed on every entrance. Reserve troops are positioned on every major corridor."

"How did you know the interior?"

"It had no roof."

"Very well. What about the forces?"

"They seemed to split onto groups. We saw a group head onto the fortress. I don't know about the other troops."

Silence greeted these words. By this time, the others have reached him.

"What's wrong?" Rodney and Locke said.

"..They're preparing a full-scale siege. It may take half a month for them to finish preparing. Rodney, go to the Zillaran Defense. You'll replace me as the tactician temporarily, and you are to order a small force, with scouts, to watch over the pass. If a force is to attack, have them alert the defense lines and send a messenger to the capital.

"Charles, you will lead the militia. Be careful in guarding the encampment.

"Locke, we head to the capital. If a full-blown siege is oncoming, we must waste no time in preparing to outlast the siege."
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Lockout, you have the right to refuse the offer. Go ahead.

Hmm, I do not fully see what choice I have here. Do you mean I have the option to say no to the race to the capital? Or do you mean I have the choice to have the team help defend from the wild barbarians? Also my update will probably come in 12 hours from now, if you wanted a time frame for my next chapter

At 5/25/08 04:00 AM, Lockout wrote: Hmm, I do not fully see what choice I have here. Do you mean I have the option to say no to the race to the capital?

It's not a race. It's a journey to the capital.

Or do you mean I have the choice to have the team help defend from the wild barbarians?

You can do that..

Also my update will probably come in 12 hours from now, if you wanted a time frame for my next chapter.

Well, you don't need the timeframe. See my PM.

Locke holding his map felt conflicted. He wanted to help Detrineus but he had an overwhelming need to find out what the places on his map were for. "Six weeks until the invasion? I will be back here in six weeks my friend, but for now I have to go on my own journey. I hope you understand."

Detrineus smiled the smile that made you feel at peace in the world when he responded, "Of course, I figured you were going to say that anyway. But be quick because this battle will decide too much."

"Thank you Detrineus, I will never forget your help and support. And I promise I will return with more power than seen before."

Right as Locke was turning around to run Detrineus called out, "Rodney, Charles go with the boy. I think it is better suited for you anyway."

As the three people of forgotten pasts ran away from the camp, Detrineus wondered how Lilith was doing since he left her.

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Heading south east the three were moving a good pace. "We will make it to the port town by nightfall" Rodney yelled. Locke was glad to have people that knew the lands well. He had a real team with him and without a doubt he will find something great on his journey.

Charles yelled back to Rodney "For being a theif you sure are slow my boy, If you caught up to Travis and I then Surley we could get there before everyone is in bed".

Rodney didn't respond but just caught up to Charles. Because of the challenge Charles just started the team doubled their speed and began a sprint to the port town Aeolus.

I can't leave the border, so..

Detrineus saw the three leave, and then set out for the main camp of the Zillaran Defense. When he entered his and Lilith's camp, he saw his student, fast asleep on her bed.

"She must be terribly tired." He mused to himself. He then settled himself on his desk and started to write a letter..

Your Majesty,

We are in need of supplies and more forces. The barbarians are preparing a siege on the defense line, and I'm afraid my tactics will not be enough.

Please send us the troops as soon as possible; we have half a year to prepare, at most.

Your humble servant, Detrineus

After writing the letter, he then summoned a small team of cavaliers and Edgar, and commanded them to deliver the letter posthaste. They complied, steeds riding off into the horizon.

"I hope that they'll make it to the capital.." He thought before going out onto the encampment to monitor the activities in the defense lines.

I'm going to have to study for finals all week so I won't have much time for the rp so hopefully I'll be able to post for the rp next weekend. Also I'm collecting all the posts and puting them together in a bunch of news posts on my profile I already started if you want to check it out.

Alright here we GO!

Damius was into a rather large and ancient book when he was interupted by a small peasant boy and his friends. "Excuse me sir? can you help us?", asked the child. Damius barely glances at the boy before returning to his reading. The boy did not get the hint as he continued with his story, "we need someone to stop the bad men attacking us. They keep hurting mom and dad an-." "Enough Alex!", cried another kid, "Cant you see he cant do anything? he doesnt want to help us at all...".

"Hey, kid." Alex looks up at Damius, "Listen, if I help you, will you promise not to bother me while I read?" Alex smiles and nods excitingly. "Alright, lead me to them," Damius replies. The kids start to run off when Damius yells "HEY! no running, patience leads to good things." So the kids return to Damius and lead him out of the town library into the hills.

A few hours later, they arrive at an old shack in the woods, there are two brutes with axes and some arguing can be heard. "This the place?" Damius asked Alex. "yep, those guys are mean, they've killed a lot of people, 'specially the leader, Scar." Damius looks with interest at the house when all of a sudden. "ARE YOU SAYING YOU WANT OUT?" A young woman is tossed through the door and lands outside. A large, rugged man with a scar running down his face to his neck stomps through what was the door. "Lise, listen, I aint mad at you, nah, it is just a little surprising that after all we have been through that you would want out." The man replies.

Lise- "Its not that I wanted to leave, but ever since we started attacking peasants and their families, I feel more and more guilty, Scar."
Scar- "It isnt our fault, the damn nobles are increasing security and it becomes harder in Selipar to make a living."
Lise- "Lies! This nation is always in turmoil! You are just in it for killing!"
Scar- "hmm? that right? well, if you want to think about it, I suppose if I kill all the people in the town near here, there would be plenty of space for me to start my own Lordship!"
Lise- "you monster, these people have done nothing wrong! I AM OUT!"

Lise begins to walk away when she now notices she is surrounded by her former comrades. "Oh, Lise, I forgot to mention, no one ever leaves my band, unless they have died, nice knowing you Lise...." Scar says as he signals his boys to finish her. Lise sets up a defensive stance when she notices that the thug in front of her is on fire. "AHHHH!!!! HOT!!!! HELP ME!!!" cries the thug as the others rush in to help. "I wouldnt do that if I was you." Lise, Scar and the other living thugs look towards Damius as he walks towards them. "An interesting thing about magic fire, it doesnt go out until the user deems it or the host of the said fire, dies." As Damius finishes his sentence, the fire is out. "I assure you, it is the latter," Damius says with a grin.

Scar, looking angry at first, smiles and laughs. "heh, well, well, well, what do we have here? a handicapped mage?" Damius looks surprised, "What?" "Oh dont try to hide it, I have been in so many battles, I can recognize injuries and when someone is about to die." Scar replies, "your leg is scarred isnt it? thats the only reason you still have it yet cannot walk right." Damius frowns, "your point?" "there isnt one, I am just making an observation about my opponent before I personally kill him" Scar says as he takes out a wicked looking sword. "A Brave Sword? How does a lowly brigand like you get that?", Damius mocking Scar. "through many battles, and several "innocent" lives, but dont worry, you should be honored to be killed by me."

"I will fight you on two conditions, once I kill you, the guys with you will leave and never return, lest I kill them off as well, and the gal goes off free." Damius says. "Whatever, this fight will end very fast and very- ack!" Scar says as he feels enormous pressure on his body. "Wind is quite nice, but too much is quite deadly, this is my Elwind Spell." Damius says as he hurls Scar backwards. Scar gets up and rushes Damius, "You are THROUGH!" Damius dodges once, twice, thrice, but cannot escape the last one. The blade cuts a deep gash in Damius's arm. "Well mage, you have had your fun, but now you die." Scar says as he does a finisher....or not. "Wha-What?" Scar realizes he is being pulled up by the winds. "This wind.....is my wind....a very strong wind called Tornado.....You are going to fall hard and FAST!" Damius leads Scar from 100 feet in the air fast into the shack, destroying it. All the other thugs are scared and begin to flee. "Hes a fiend! a DEMON! Run for your lives!" Lise looks in awe as Damius gets up and looks at the rubble. "One last thing, just to make sure, Elfire!" Intense flames engulf the rubble. "Scar, is no more, and his sword..." the Brave Sword falls next to Damius, "is mine."

Lise approaches Damius, "thank you, for everything." Damius looks at her, "not me you should be thanking, those kids told me what was happenin-" "MISTER!!!! Wow!" the kids interrupt! "you did awesome! you completely beat that guy! whats your name?" the kids begin to interrogate Damius. "Hey, look, before I answer any questions and get the hell out of this town, I need....vulneraries." Damius hints at his still bleeding arm.

A few days later, Damius has finished the old book and is about to leave the town when he is meet off by Lise and Alex. "We just wanted to say thank you for your help. Scar was a veteran in the old days, but became obsessed with power. You saved this town and me. Thanks...", Lise says. "Thanks to you mister, my family is doing fine, without having to worry bout raids! I want to be a mage when I become old enough!", Alex happily says. Damius nods slightly as he walks off, to the next town for knowledge of the past.

well there you go!

Let me make things more..exciting, shall we?

Night fell on the Zillaran Defense, and the night watch, with torches beside the outposts, started to survey the area. Suddenly, a twang was heard and an arrow sliced through the air, to land inches beside a watchman with a thunk. The watchman immediately shouted a signal to the ringer of the warning bell, who immediately rang it. The archers started to prepare fire arrows for a trap that the Zillaran Defense has set for an attack: A wall of flame.

A soldier rushed into Detrineus' tent and shook him awake.

"Sir, there's a night raid!"

"Now, of all times? Prepare the lines and outposts! Also activate the torches!"

After the guard left to inform the nearest outpost, Detrineus then gently shok Lilith awake.

"Lilith?"

"Yes?"

"We must prepare. The enemy is raiding us."
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How's that for excitement? But I need a character here, and fast. The wall near the militia encampment has not been repaired yet.

I have a suggestion in the RP. How about some of us make main villains? An RP is nothing with no villains. Especially an RP based on Fire Emblem.

Well, I am going to start to reveal villans along the way (something tells me that one of the villians we have already met). No one minds that Locke and who ever else is in the area start to uncover the legendary weapons do they? Also I have the feeling that the Wild is just an elaborate cover up for something much more evil going on

:I will update the adventure later, right now is a big memorial day celebration

I figure Damius will come by SOON enough......

bwahahaha....

At 5/27/08 12:00 AM, Jackotrades wrote: I figure Damius will come by SOON enough......

Don't tell me you're going to fight me..

bwahahaha....

Okay..that's a bad sign.

At 5/27/08 12:31 AM, PWZealot820 wrote:

At 5/27/08 12:00 AM, Jackotrades wrote: I figure Damius will come by SOON enough......

Don't tell me you're going to fight me..

what possible intention would I have? perhaps a misunderstanding would cause my character to "attack" your character. ;)

bwahahaha....

Okay..that's a bad sign.

nonsense....or is it?

As the trio reached the town of Aeolus there was still a good amount of sunlight left. Aeolus is a well known port town because it being at a tip of the continent. The wind was blowing west and all the flags were at full mast. The city was bustling and loud with the haggling and salesmen trying to unload their wares. Things from the range of exotic food to the claws of gigantic spiders were on sale. For a small town kid like Locke it was like a wonderland.

Charles and Rodney formed a small perimiter around Locke, with their eyes darting around Charles said, "Stay close Travis, many thieves lurk these streets. We don't want to lose anything valuable."

The buzzing streets soon lessened as the sun began to set. Nightfall was approaching and the group have no found a ship that would take them all the way to Arae. The group found themselves on hard times when they found that they needed an Inn to stay at if they could not find a ship.

This is where I have to cut off for now. Homework is killer right now as the school year ends. I plan on having some shadowy figures talk in the next update as a battle is about to ensue. If you want to keep it suspenseful can you PM me some suggestions for villains you want to see. Perhaps someone else could have some conversations about "Plans" as well in future updates

At 5/27/08 07:49 PM, Lockout wrote: As the trio reached the town of Aeolus there was still a good amount of sunlight left. Aeolus is a well known port town because it being at a tip of the continent. The wind was blowing west and all the flags were at full mast. The city was bustling and loud with the haggling and salesmen trying to unload their wares. Things from the range of exotic food to the claws of gigantic spiders were on sale. For a small town kid like Locke it was like a wonderland.

Charles and Rodney formed a small perimiter around Locke, with their eyes darting around Charles said, "Stay close Travis, many thieves lurk these streets. We don't want to lose anything valuable."

The buzzing streets soon lessened as the sun began to set. Nightfall was approaching and the group have no found a ship that would take them all the way to Arae. The group found themselves on hard times when they found that they needed an Inn to stay at if they could not find a ship.

"Ah, yes, Excalibur, the legendary Wind incantation, if only...." Damius pondered to himself as he looked at an illustration of a sage felling his foes with Excalibur in an old text. "Ugh, there are so many legendary weapons out there I just want to find them all and examine them!" Damius proclaimed out loud, but before realizing it was tossed out of the library for being too loud. "yesh, harsh standards there, but no new facts for me in the Aeolus library," Damius mumbled to himself.

Suddenly a slight pain in his robe caused him to notice that he still had the Brave Sword from a few months ago. Perhaps now in the port district he could find someone who would actually want this for its cost. So Damius set up a small stand in the docks, wrote "Brave Sword for Sale! Price can be contested" on the sign, and watched helplessly as people walk by not caring. "Oh CMON! fine, I am just gonna read for a bit till a customer comes along...."

hint, hint

At the inn the ground floor was crowded and slippery with beer and merry men talking as loud as they can be. Someone in here must have a ship that is willing to go the long route to Arae. Rodney came back with information that there is trade ship captain staying here until business picked up so Charles is looking around the bar trying to find him. Locke was told to stay out because a monk wearing a white robe would be far too suspicious and jostling.

Locke of course wanted to know what a pub was like. Who could blame him? As he walked in after charles he bumped into the largest man he had ever seen.

"Ex-excuse me" said the now surprised Locke.
"Aye lad, no 'arm dun ta me. Naw ef ya move outa my way soo I can get going wifout knockin' ya oover." Replied the large man smiling. Something told Locke that he was as kind as a small child.

Locke slided to his left to let the large man pass when he bumped into someone who looked alot meaner than the large man could have ever been. The man spilt the ale he was drinking on his relatively unclean shirt and almost instantly tackled Locke and was yelling as coherently as his drunk self could.

"You fucking punk! Who could you possibly think you could be if you think you can just go into a bar and knock into someone and spill their drink and think you can get away with it and I bet that you thought you could get away you sneaky little lizzard! Well you aren't going to slip away this time!"

The man pulled out a dull dagger and waved it around in his hand before Locke's own eyes. As he took an over dramatic long pull back before the first incision of what look liked many to come. The large man grabbed the drunkard with one hand.

"Now surely 'eh couldn'ta meant it, I mean look at tha kid. He isn't bigger than a fly. Now kid say sorry and ruun along."
Everyone in the bar was looking at Locke whem said sorry. He was going to go until the drunkard grabbed him again and yelled "I want his robe!"

As quickly as he did that the large man took a solid punch on the drunkard and left him the ground. Unfortunately the repercussion was a large scale barfight with everyone taking a side. Many people were throwing punches and other people while the large man and Locke were trying to avoid as much as possible. Well the large man couldn't avoid as much as destroy, which he did very well.

As they left the now brawling bar Rodney was outside and said "Your curiosity has been fulfilled for today. Please listen to us from now on when we say not to do things. "

After looking up at the now fully standing man Rodney was about to say something until Charles walked out holding a new pair of gloves. Charles quickly said in the nicest tone he could muster up, "Ah Mr. Knott, I am glad I found you. Lets get down to business about the passage to Arae."

In a different tavern crew are discussing the plans and reasons they are going on the trip to Arae with Knott the trader.
"So ya wanna see the land eh? Ya wanna go ta Arae and explore, well buds I am your guy. Let oos drink to et. and tomorrow morning we weel be off."

Finally, sleeping and without a cent to their name our trio were sleeping peacefully when they heard a mind rattling crash and then wild screaming. Outside the window a portion of the town is on fire and many ships are unloading pirates. The new group of four woke up and started to get their stuff ready. Knott yelled to the crew in his booming voice "Get ya ass in gear. We are taking off tonight!"

Outside was a riot. People were fleeing as pirates raided everything. Shops were on fire and empty and kiosks are broken down. This town is too far away for the defense force to protect and no one expected a raid here by anyone. Looking at the nearest pirate Locke could see the mark of the wild on some of the pirates. This is not just a pirate raid.
"Look at the pirates" Locke pointed out to anyone that could see it.
"Ya", Rodney replied, "This was planned, but not all the raiders are pirates. Lets be quick and get to the ship. We need to get there before it is destroyed."
The ship was all the way across to the bay, where most of the small time shops and kiosks are set up.

Locke filled with anger conjured his golden daggers and released them into the nearest pirate. As he slumped over Locke ran by and released a few more daggers into his face. This slaughter of people is wrong and he was going to leave here after he gets some retribution.

As Locke and the brothers ran down picking off every pirate they saw, Knott took care of the flank with an axe he found on a dead pirate. He barely hit his stride when he passed up the other three, no one is touching his ship except him.

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Jackotrades, I suggest you start protecting yourself before you might be attacked by the group. Perhaps you can talk to Locke's team before you are killed, I am sure they would let you join.

At 5/28/08 08:11 PM, Lockout wrote:
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Jackotrades, I suggest you start protecting yourself before you might be attacked by the group. Perhaps you can talk to Locke's team before you are killed, I am sure they would let you join.

Turning it up a notch ehh? well then, heres Damius's take:

After dozing off for quite some time, Damius wakes up to find that the docks are under attack! "Of all the luck! Why is my life filled with misfortune! ugh, best get the hell out of this hellhole" Damius thought to himself. So he surveyed the surroundings, and noticed something odd. The pirates invading were attacking specific locations, and moving stategically. Also, the raiders bore a mark of interest on their bodies. "This is very dangerous, I got to-" Damius said before having a flashback to the attack on his own village. The Smoke, the Screams, the Stench of Death, it was all very similar. "....no, not again.....no, this time" Damius starts making hand signs, "they will NOT DESTROY EVERYONE!"

With a sense of justice and fury, Damius ravages through the raiders like nothing. He shoots off fire, wind, and even lighting (which he isnt so good at) but the raiders continue to mass upon the town. Damius looks at everything, which is now in smoke and blaze. He looks at himself, realizing those brigands have actually hurt him....somewhat. "A calculating attack requires a leader, if I take the leader down, it could scare off most of these fools." Damius looks around for an indication of a leader's ship. There are about a dozen enemy ships, but one is much more dominant than the rest. "There, it cannot be mistaken, and lo and behold, there are more scum for me to FRY" Damius shouts as he shoots Elfire on about a dozen raiders in his path. Most of the raiders were carrying axes, the few carrying swords managed to cut Damius. But Damius, being the angry, vengeful person he is now, delivered a most excuciating death to those who even got near him.

Alas he makes it to the ship, the stronghold. As he begins to make a move, "Stop!"

Damius turns around to see a man with golden daggers pointed at him, "Dont try to stop me! I am avenging this town, these people have done nothing wrong!"

Alright, try talking him down Lockout :)

The troops steeled themselves as frenzied shouts came from the dark. Finally, the forms of bodies appeared, charging for the defense lines.

"Wait, wait.." Detrineus eyed the charging forms, waiting for them to cross a certain spot. Finally, he hastily gave a signal to a head archer, who fired a blazing arrow into the air. Soon, hundreds of fire arrows hailed from the defense, hitting the oil trap that they have set. The trap triggered, spreading a blaze that illuminated the whole camp. Some of the barbarians were caught in the middle of the trap, running away in an effort to extinguish their burning bodies. The remaining troops retreated, for the blazing barrier seemed impenetrable.

The defense troops cheered in the effectiveness of the trap, and they anticipated their victory.

*Finally, I got my post! And the fire is visible all the way to the capital, if you mind to know that.*