The Hyperborean Wanderer, from The Multiverse, a roleplay on RPG

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#2013-12-30 07:46:43, as written by Publius_Enigma

There was an eerie silence that seemed to fill the ruins, or rather empty them. It was as if the whole world had frozen for a few moments. The air felt weighted and thick as if something was pushing down, or maybe pushing out. In the distance a crack of lightning streaked across the sky and roaring thunder seemed to rumble the very ground. That's when it opened, a tear in the very fabric of reality. From within came the stench of death and the shouts of war. Then tumbled out The Wanderer. The tear closed almost as quickly as it opened and life returned to the ruins. Everything was as it was, only now a strange otherworldly figure lay clad in a suit of damaged armor.

"Βοήθεια" The language to most would be unknown, only sounds.

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#2013-12-30 08:01:55, as written by Publius_Enigma

There was nothing but the rasping breath of the warrior in return to her question. Rain began to quietly patter over the rubble and foliage that scattered the ground. The strange being's visor was badly fogged up and his face was impossible to see through the thick fog. There was a cough, and then it spoke.

"English.. You speak English.. My helmet. I need air." It gasped, bringing its weak hand up to his helmet. The gloved fingers clawed at the helmet fruitlessly. The being wretched, and seemed to go limp.

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#2013-12-30 08:18:53, as written by Publius_Enigma

The Warrior's skin was a pale white, almost like the moon on a clear night. His eyes had no color and were a deep black. It was impossible to tell where he was looking at any time. His hair was short and black, it stuck up in different directions from the helmet. He was thin, but still strong.

"Yes, I will recover. You are kind to help me. What land have I fallen into?" He asked. It was difficult to pin the emotion in his voice. It was as if several people were talking at once.

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#2013-12-30 08:31:42, as written by Publius_Enigma

The strange man paused, "I will remain with you until I feel ready to explore this new plane." He said. His split voices could send shivers down even the bravest knight's spine.

At his hip he wore a black long-sword, and a frightening looking blaster. He picked up his helmet and it seemed to shimmer into a small crystal that he put into a small satchel on his thigh.

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#2013-12-30 08:48:20, as written by Publius_Enigma

The being shimmered and followed behind her. He didn't pay attention to the lesser creatures as the woman fought.

"I am from the land of Hyperborea, a once beautiful land ravaged by war." He sidestepped a swinging beast, and continued as if nothing happened.