Introduction
Welcome to Siveen, the land of the humans.
Centuries ago, the humans were not alone. Prosperous were creatures of legend and tale: unicorns, elves, orcs, goblins, dwarves, minotaursβ¦When the First War of Siveen took place, the humans survived, along with the rumored clan of Deloce, the forest elves.
Stories tell of the creation of Siveen, a grand tale of winged powers, called Skyes, roaming among the clouds, of betrayal of brothers and of exiled children. According to the Zanfeld religion, the Skyes are pure beings of virtue and loyalty, protecting the remaining creatures on this planet. To others, the Skyes have never existed. The Delocians believe in the Mother, the soil of Siveen itself, and curse Skye and Spawn alike.
Today marks the one thousandth year of the Spawnβs imprisonment, the fallen brethren of the Skye, trapped beneath the earth in a bubbling lava prison of pain and torture and hatred. Today, no one remembers the Skyes or the Spawn. No one has witnessed their physical forms for centuries. All stories are left to religion and tiny ears of children. Some put their faith to the sky, others to the hell beneath. Todayβ¦faiths shall be tested.
Awaking, covered in cold sweat and sight blinded by blinking white stars, Kenni screams in the dawn light on this anniversary of war and blood. She has been visited by Wict, one of the first Three Skyes. He has a mission for her. A mission of danger, yet utter importance.
The βOthersβ
Skyes: described as one would describe an Angel on earth, winged humanoids with powerful magic infused with justice, loyalty and compassion. They inhabit the sky in unknown palaces and under an unknown leader. Zanfelds believe these beings watch over the world of Siveen, protecting without being seen.
Spawn: feuding between the children of the Mother caused the more powerful First Children to dispel their disliked brethren from the skies and imprison them in a pit of despair for their evil thoughts and desires against the Mother. They have been stripped of their wings and disfigured to ensure no one will ever mistake them for something they are not. It was this fall of Skyes that caused the land to converge and take shape between the two planes of Skye and Spawn. Thus, humans and all manner of creatures were born.
The Beastly: Spawn born creatures created for destruction and used during the First War of Siveen. Creatures that suck blood, drain souls and gnaw upon flesh.
The Afflicted: During the First War of Siveen, humans were easily taken under the spells of the Spawn, becoming empty shells to do the bidding of those in control of them.
History
First War of Siveen: Spawn escaped their prison and wreaked havoc on the land of Siveen, which had been prosperous and in harmony with the Skyes for centuries. Entire populations were wiped out in the worldwide war. Out of luck, humans survived as well as the Deloce, a tribe of forest elves that had managed to seclude themselves in the shadowed forests. The Skyes were able to trap the Spawn yet again, heroic humans playing major roles in such struggles. After the Spawn were trapped, the Skyes vowed to never endanger the creatures of Siveen again, the devastating loss of wildlife making the high beings guilty. Since then, no Spawn nor Skye has set forth on Siveen soil.
Religion
Zanfeld: a religion worshipping the Skye, believing in their strength and loyalty to the human race.
Cranis: a religion worshipping Spawn, believing they were wrongly accused and should be brought forth again to purge the world of its untruths and false deities.
Lands/Groups/Kingdoms
Mander (Manderians)
Presently the largest and most influential kingdom in all of Siveen with the best equipped army of the most men. The kingdom stretches from the valley of the Saerian Mountains to the lower seas. Here, the people are of olive complexion with black or dark hair and matching eyes.
Akinus (Akinusons)
The second largest kingdom to the east of the Saerian Mountains, north of the forests. The king has been rumored to be corrupted by dark magic for years, though only the poor conditions of living can be any evidence to this. The people here are paler with almond shaped eyes and darker hair.
Saerie (Saerians)
Mountain kingdom of red haired people with pale skin. The ancestors of the Saerians were the legendary Rodwins, hence their appearance. Very adapted to high altitude and harsh colds, these people are a fierce bunch with much fire as well as warmth in kinship with all.
Deloce (Delocians)
The single surviving clan of elves that secluded themselves in the forests during the First War of Siveen. Being the only elves, they wish to prosper and separate themselves from the corrupted humans who worship Skyes and Spawn. These creatures worship none other than the Mother herself, believing her children are none to be trifled with. They kill intruders who do not pledge to the Mother and breed with themselves, though their numbers are growing steadily.
Nik (Nikians)
Not truly a kingdom, but a nomadic tribe of people, their skin darkened and ability on the hunt strong. Highly in tune with nature, they too worship the Mother, though also know the place of Skye and Spawn within the balance of all harmony. They are often shunned due to their religious ways of βbarbaricβ dances and lack of clothing.
Landing (Landians)
The once prosperous kingdom of Landing sits across the seas as the only major force in the eastern world, their ways peaceful and people harmonious even when in debate. Light colored hair and pale eyes depict the Landians from the rest of the world.
Rodwin (Rodwins)
This kingdom was once the greatest when all manner of creatures roamed the soils, waters and skies. During the First War of Siveen, the kingdom was destroyed to rubble, the last few of its people fleeing across the ocean to the mountains, fleeing from the curse rumored to plague them from the Spawn and their demons. Some say all the pure blood Rodwins died out during the war.
Wapone (Waponians)
A people who worship the Spawn and survive in small clans in the corners of the world, always travelling and selling trinkets of magic and medicine. They are a tricky folk, deceivers and rogues the lot, yet hold influence in the strangest of places. They are slowly climbing their way into power, desiring to unleash the Spawn upon the world again. It is said that the Waponians were the leftover scraps of the Afflicted during the First War of Siveen, maddened by the curses in their blood, yet given strange powers because of it.
Character List
The Virgin β the redheaded Saerian girl, virgin because of her religion, is a tiny, yet fierce being who believes in doing what is right, though she questions the religion she grew up in constantly. [Taken by EKRonnie]
Ranger β a lost Delocian elf just trying to find her way back home. [Taken by HOLYCRAPAGHOST]
Nurse β the caretaker of the virgin girl, a male nurse who has traveled in his time and welcomes adventure openly. He has many stories to tell. [Taken by Roku Mushabuki]
Royal Scout from Mander β a very religious man recruited to help the journey for the mysterious redheaded girl. Knowing she has seen a vision from the Skyes, he willingly gives his life for her. [Open]
Royal Scout from Mander β put on the road with the band in order to prove worth to the King that he/she is ready to fight among the ranks. [Open]
Royal Scout from Landing β a fellow with a conflicted mind about religion and an analytical disposition. He is quite direct and honest. He was in the area visiting sick family and agrees to guide the band to his home, which is on the way to Rodwin. [Taken by Nekohina]
Prince of Akinus β longs for adventure, not the throne, and runs away to join the journey to Rodwin. [Taken by peace_love_dance]
(Any other ideas may be PMβd to me, but I have the full right to not accept. I will work with you to make the character idea fit however. Please be well-informed about the RP beforehand and only PM if you are serious about joining.)
Rules
1 Strict formats: indent paragraphs or space between paragraphs, grammar and spellcheck, passage must always contribute to the story and not be a βfiller.β Vertical posts are fine, as long as the inner monologue/thoughts are helpful in knowing the character being portrayed.
2 One-liners are okay, but again, they must contribute to the story, even if it is just a line of dialogue. Please think about your post thoroughly before clicking that button.
3 Any concerns with the story/world, please PM me directly.
4 No Godmodding, you know the drill.
5 Follow the site rules, as always.
6 If any rules are not being followed, I have the right to kill your character off. It shall be quite easy to do. Please heed the rules and the Narrating posts.
7 Only one character per person.
8 In your character application please offer a writing sample concerning that character. Also, at the end of said sample please mention your personal favorite color. This will let me know you have actually read all this bold font.
9 The OOC is going to be a friendly community, got it? ο All manner of silliness may occur. You are warned.
10 Please have fun with this and get to know these characters well. I have a feeling this RP will be quite interesting if we all pull our weight and get into it.
11 There will be no reservations. If you want a character, you better put in an application right away. I am only accepting the characters listed above. Later on I might add more, but for now, please follow the guidelines for characters listed and get the applications in quickly.
12 No anime pictures for characters.
13 Thank you for reading these rules. This list will self-destruct in 3β¦2β¦
Centuries ago, the humans were not alone. Prosperous were creatures of legend and tale: unicorns, elves, orcs, goblins, dwarves, minotaursβ¦When the First War of Siveen took place, the humans survived, along with the rumored clan of Deloce, the forest elves.
Stories tell of the creation of Siveen, a grand tale of winged powers, called Skyes, roaming among the clouds, of betrayal of brothers and of exiled children. According to the Zanfeld religion, the Skyes are pure beings of virtue and loyalty, protecting the remaining creatures on this planet. To others, the Skyes have never existed. The Delocians believe in the Mother, the soil of Siveen itself, and curse Skye and Spawn alike.
Today marks the one thousandth year of the Spawnβs imprisonment, the fallen brethren of the Skye, trapped beneath the earth in a bubbling lava prison of pain and torture and hatred. Today, no one remembers the Skyes or the Spawn. No one has witnessed their physical forms for centuries. All stories are left to religion and tiny ears of children. Some put their faith to the sky, others to the hell beneath. Todayβ¦faiths shall be tested.
Awaking, covered in cold sweat and sight blinded by blinking white stars, Kenni screams in the dawn light on this anniversary of war and blood. She has been visited by Wict, one of the first Three Skyes. He has a mission for her. A mission of danger, yet utter importance.
The βOthersβ
Skyes: described as one would describe an Angel on earth, winged humanoids with powerful magic infused with justice, loyalty and compassion. They inhabit the sky in unknown palaces and under an unknown leader. Zanfelds believe these beings watch over the world of Siveen, protecting without being seen.
Spawn: feuding between the children of the Mother caused the more powerful First Children to dispel their disliked brethren from the skies and imprison them in a pit of despair for their evil thoughts and desires against the Mother. They have been stripped of their wings and disfigured to ensure no one will ever mistake them for something they are not. It was this fall of Skyes that caused the land to converge and take shape between the two planes of Skye and Spawn. Thus, humans and all manner of creatures were born.
The Beastly: Spawn born creatures created for destruction and used during the First War of Siveen. Creatures that suck blood, drain souls and gnaw upon flesh.
The Afflicted: During the First War of Siveen, humans were easily taken under the spells of the Spawn, becoming empty shells to do the bidding of those in control of them.
History
First War of Siveen: Spawn escaped their prison and wreaked havoc on the land of Siveen, which had been prosperous and in harmony with the Skyes for centuries. Entire populations were wiped out in the worldwide war. Out of luck, humans survived as well as the Deloce, a tribe of forest elves that had managed to seclude themselves in the shadowed forests. The Skyes were able to trap the Spawn yet again, heroic humans playing major roles in such struggles. After the Spawn were trapped, the Skyes vowed to never endanger the creatures of Siveen again, the devastating loss of wildlife making the high beings guilty. Since then, no Spawn nor Skye has set forth on Siveen soil.
Religion
Zanfeld: a religion worshipping the Skye, believing in their strength and loyalty to the human race.
Cranis: a religion worshipping Spawn, believing they were wrongly accused and should be brought forth again to purge the world of its untruths and false deities.
Lands/Groups/Kingdoms
Mander (Manderians)
Presently the largest and most influential kingdom in all of Siveen with the best equipped army of the most men. The kingdom stretches from the valley of the Saerian Mountains to the lower seas. Here, the people are of olive complexion with black or dark hair and matching eyes.
Akinus (Akinusons)
The second largest kingdom to the east of the Saerian Mountains, north of the forests. The king has been rumored to be corrupted by dark magic for years, though only the poor conditions of living can be any evidence to this. The people here are paler with almond shaped eyes and darker hair.
Saerie (Saerians)
Mountain kingdom of red haired people with pale skin. The ancestors of the Saerians were the legendary Rodwins, hence their appearance. Very adapted to high altitude and harsh colds, these people are a fierce bunch with much fire as well as warmth in kinship with all.
Deloce (Delocians)
The single surviving clan of elves that secluded themselves in the forests during the First War of Siveen. Being the only elves, they wish to prosper and separate themselves from the corrupted humans who worship Skyes and Spawn. These creatures worship none other than the Mother herself, believing her children are none to be trifled with. They kill intruders who do not pledge to the Mother and breed with themselves, though their numbers are growing steadily.
Nik (Nikians)
Not truly a kingdom, but a nomadic tribe of people, their skin darkened and ability on the hunt strong. Highly in tune with nature, they too worship the Mother, though also know the place of Skye and Spawn within the balance of all harmony. They are often shunned due to their religious ways of βbarbaricβ dances and lack of clothing.
Landing (Landians)
The once prosperous kingdom of Landing sits across the seas as the only major force in the eastern world, their ways peaceful and people harmonious even when in debate. Light colored hair and pale eyes depict the Landians from the rest of the world.
Rodwin (Rodwins)
This kingdom was once the greatest when all manner of creatures roamed the soils, waters and skies. During the First War of Siveen, the kingdom was destroyed to rubble, the last few of its people fleeing across the ocean to the mountains, fleeing from the curse rumored to plague them from the Spawn and their demons. Some say all the pure blood Rodwins died out during the war.
Wapone (Waponians)
A people who worship the Spawn and survive in small clans in the corners of the world, always travelling and selling trinkets of magic and medicine. They are a tricky folk, deceivers and rogues the lot, yet hold influence in the strangest of places. They are slowly climbing their way into power, desiring to unleash the Spawn upon the world again. It is said that the Waponians were the leftover scraps of the Afflicted during the First War of Siveen, maddened by the curses in their blood, yet given strange powers because of it.
Character List
The Virgin β the redheaded Saerian girl, virgin because of her religion, is a tiny, yet fierce being who believes in doing what is right, though she questions the religion she grew up in constantly. [Taken by EKRonnie]
Ranger β a lost Delocian elf just trying to find her way back home. [Taken by HOLYCRAPAGHOST]
Nurse β the caretaker of the virgin girl, a male nurse who has traveled in his time and welcomes adventure openly. He has many stories to tell. [Taken by Roku Mushabuki]
Royal Scout from Mander β a very religious man recruited to help the journey for the mysterious redheaded girl. Knowing she has seen a vision from the Skyes, he willingly gives his life for her. [Open]
Royal Scout from Mander β put on the road with the band in order to prove worth to the King that he/she is ready to fight among the ranks. [Open]
Royal Scout from Landing β a fellow with a conflicted mind about religion and an analytical disposition. He is quite direct and honest. He was in the area visiting sick family and agrees to guide the band to his home, which is on the way to Rodwin. [Taken by Nekohina]
Prince of Akinus β longs for adventure, not the throne, and runs away to join the journey to Rodwin. [Taken by peace_love_dance]
(Any other ideas may be PMβd to me, but I have the full right to not accept. I will work with you to make the character idea fit however. Please be well-informed about the RP beforehand and only PM if you are serious about joining.)
Rules
1 Strict formats: indent paragraphs or space between paragraphs, grammar and spellcheck, passage must always contribute to the story and not be a βfiller.β Vertical posts are fine, as long as the inner monologue/thoughts are helpful in knowing the character being portrayed.
2 One-liners are okay, but again, they must contribute to the story, even if it is just a line of dialogue. Please think about your post thoroughly before clicking that button.
3 Any concerns with the story/world, please PM me directly.
4 No Godmodding, you know the drill.
5 Follow the site rules, as always.
6 If any rules are not being followed, I have the right to kill your character off. It shall be quite easy to do. Please heed the rules and the Narrating posts.
7 Only one character per person.
8 In your character application please offer a writing sample concerning that character. Also, at the end of said sample please mention your personal favorite color. This will let me know you have actually read all this bold font.
9 The OOC is going to be a friendly community, got it? ο All manner of silliness may occur. You are warned.
10 Please have fun with this and get to know these characters well. I have a feeling this RP will be quite interesting if we all pull our weight and get into it.
11 There will be no reservations. If you want a character, you better put in an application right away. I am only accepting the characters listed above. Later on I might add more, but for now, please follow the guidelines for characters listed and get the applications in quickly.
12 No anime pictures for characters.
13 Thank you for reading these rules. This list will self-destruct in 3β¦2β¦
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Fayvus walked along Kenni to the trees until he got to the trees. Twenty years ago he could climb easily after working so hard but he was old now. He got ready his axe before jumpping. He ran up to the tree, jumped to a double step on the tree, and chopped his hand axe into the wood to stabalize himself. Continueing this he chose to climb to a branch near Kenni's so they could speak.
The weapons he had were sharp but Fayvus wanted to sharpen his axe still. He spit on it to begin to sharpening it with one of his knives. He thought to what Kenni must have just experienced. She had been sheltered her entire life and now was the only time she had ever seen violence of this degree. Most soldiers have never even seen half of this in a lifetime of war. He felt sorry for the poor girl but thought of a way to comfort her.
He looked over to Kenni. "This will all go over smoothly." He told her with a soothing voice and a kind smile. "Would you like to hear one of those stories I told you about now child?" He asked her.
The weapons he had were sharp but Fayvus wanted to sharpen his axe still. He spit on it to begin to sharpening it with one of his knives. He thought to what Kenni must have just experienced. She had been sheltered her entire life and now was the only time she had ever seen violence of this degree. Most soldiers have never even seen half of this in a lifetime of war. He felt sorry for the poor girl but thought of a way to comfort her.
He looked over to Kenni. "This will all go over smoothly." He told her with a soothing voice and a kind smile. "Would you like to hear one of those stories I told you about now child?" He asked her.
Kenni shivered upon the branches, gripping the crossbow close to her, wondering exactly what to do. She wanted to help but simultaneously she wanted to hide and cry. So much was happening and her chest hurt from the mixture of emotions trying to break free. But she managed to keep a relatively steady breath and watched Fayvus join them in the trees along with the others.
The girl with her on the branch gave a soft smile, but Kenni was nearly beyond comfort. When Fayvus spoke however, she felt memories wash over her and she nodded vigorously, feeling her eyes begin to burn. "Yes Fayvus," she let out softly. "Yes. Please."
The girl with her on the branch gave a soft smile, but Kenni was nearly beyond comfort. When Fayvus spoke however, she felt memories wash over her and she nodded vigorously, feeling her eyes begin to burn. "Yes Fayvus," she let out softly. "Yes. Please."
Fayvus cleared his voice before speaking so that it would be as clear as possible. "Many years ago when I was still a young, naive lad, I was traveling through the forests of Deloce. I had heard tales of mystical creatures there but I had never put a second thought to it. I was searching for the secrets of life for selfish desires so I could not be persuaded out of going there. I never thought it was real, that is until I came across a being whom I shall never forget." He told her. He let the last words sink in for five seconds before continueing.
"A day through at night I heard some shouting in the distance and rushed to the point of sound without any reguard for my safety for I feared a man may be endangered. What I found was not what I expected. It was not a human man but an elven man, wounded by an arrow. Young looking too may I add though older than I. There was nobody in sight so I took care to remove the arrow from his wound and began surgery. There I waited patiently for three days tending to the elf's wounds. On the fourth day he awoke to find a human watching over him. He was as confused as I was but we soon conversed on what had happened." He went on with a smile at the memories.
"His name was Ernil Orod. Orod had been out of where his people dwelled to gather different plants and to draw when he was attacked. He said that he was attacked by goblins and was barely able to escape. His fear rose for no one knew where he went because he told no one he was leaving. His father was an important man who did not like his son's curiosity of the outside. We coversed for the rest of the short time about teachings and philosophy. He taught me about herbs and healings while I taught him about geography and of different cultures in the world."
"The time came when we had to depart from each others company. The treatment I gave Orod healed him quickly and he was thankful for it. He told me that he would always remember my kindness and I told him I would remember his wisdom. We parted on good terms. That was the only elf I have ever seen in my life. Perhaps the wisest creature I will ever meet." He finished his story.
"A day through at night I heard some shouting in the distance and rushed to the point of sound without any reguard for my safety for I feared a man may be endangered. What I found was not what I expected. It was not a human man but an elven man, wounded by an arrow. Young looking too may I add though older than I. There was nobody in sight so I took care to remove the arrow from his wound and began surgery. There I waited patiently for three days tending to the elf's wounds. On the fourth day he awoke to find a human watching over him. He was as confused as I was but we soon conversed on what had happened." He went on with a smile at the memories.
"His name was Ernil Orod. Orod had been out of where his people dwelled to gather different plants and to draw when he was attacked. He said that he was attacked by goblins and was barely able to escape. His fear rose for no one knew where he went because he told no one he was leaving. His father was an important man who did not like his son's curiosity of the outside. We coversed for the rest of the short time about teachings and philosophy. He taught me about herbs and healings while I taught him about geography and of different cultures in the world."
"The time came when we had to depart from each others company. The treatment I gave Orod healed him quickly and he was thankful for it. He told me that he would always remember my kindness and I told him I would remember his wisdom. We parted on good terms. That was the only elf I have ever seen in my life. Perhaps the wisest creature I will ever meet." He finished his story.
Neecey listened to the man's story while keeping her eyes on the forest below. She kept the cloak wrapped tight around her to hide any elven features. Although, this man didn't seem to be an enemy of the elves, but a friend.
When he mention Ernil Orod, Neecey perked up. Her ears twitching underneath the hood. Ernil Orod was once the Prince of her clan. A great man, very wise, who spoke of beautiful things. Of a world where humans were kind and treated the Elves like equals. Although, Neecey had seen what some humans were capable of first hand. Some were kind and took care of the wounded, but others. Others were cruel.
Ernil Orod was driven out of the Delocian clan when he started teaching younglings about other cultures, other worlds. Putting adventures in their minds and driving them away from their elven roots. He was told to leave and join the humans that he loved so deeply, and to never return to the elves he had betrayed.
It was a hard time for the elves. Heer Risal had to banish his own son, his only heir. The clan was in uproar, who would take over when Risal eventually succumbed to the Mother. And what of little Neecey herself? She was young, but she had seen many years already. And Orod, well he was her intended. When Neecey reached of age, and Orod would take the throne, Neecey was to be her "queen" as the humans said.
Shortly after Orod was driven out, Neecey was taken by the Nikians. She had feared that she would never see Orod again, but maybe she would find him while trying to find her way back to Delocia.
A howl interrupted her thoughts and the elf's eyes scanned the trees looking for any disturbance. "There." She called pointing straight ahead where she spotted the yellow eyes of the beasts.
When he mention Ernil Orod, Neecey perked up. Her ears twitching underneath the hood. Ernil Orod was once the Prince of her clan. A great man, very wise, who spoke of beautiful things. Of a world where humans were kind and treated the Elves like equals. Although, Neecey had seen what some humans were capable of first hand. Some were kind and took care of the wounded, but others. Others were cruel.
Ernil Orod was driven out of the Delocian clan when he started teaching younglings about other cultures, other worlds. Putting adventures in their minds and driving them away from their elven roots. He was told to leave and join the humans that he loved so deeply, and to never return to the elves he had betrayed.
It was a hard time for the elves. Heer Risal had to banish his own son, his only heir. The clan was in uproar, who would take over when Risal eventually succumbed to the Mother. And what of little Neecey herself? She was young, but she had seen many years already. And Orod, well he was her intended. When Neecey reached of age, and Orod would take the throne, Neecey was to be her "queen" as the humans said.
Shortly after Orod was driven out, Neecey was taken by the Nikians. She had feared that she would never see Orod again, but maybe she would find him while trying to find her way back to Delocia.
A howl interrupted her thoughts and the elf's eyes scanned the trees looking for any disturbance. "There." She called pointing straight ahead where she spotted the yellow eyes of the beasts.
Keiran turned when Neecey pointed, "So much for a controlled entrance, oh well same plan. I'm playing rabbit, you lot cover me." He didn't have a blade that he could overtly cut them with, from what he'd felt hitting them, it'd be the same as stabbing or slashing a tree trunk. Regardless, he still rushed the eyes, he counted nine pairs total, scimitars out, if nothing else he'd use them to focus his strikes. There were still some men on the ground so as bait, it was his job to eat up the clock, but the wolves seemed to have business plan. They didn't just barrel right in, they slunk back, forcing Keiran to have to exit the view of his comrades before they attacked. Keiran used his lead attacker as a spring board into a tree, and using momentum he put distance between him and the pack when they jumped down. He whistled for their attention, but the alpha wasn't there, they were too agile to engage in the woods so he retreated into the clearing with the pack on his heels. This time the animals followed him like dumb beasts as he ran for a tree, the creatures were so close to him they couldn't stop in time to catch him vaulting off the trunk behind them. He noticed there were fewer on his tail when he turned to run again, hopefully he could run them around the clearing to be picked off.
After a dozen strides his plan was cut short by the alpha, all nine feet of it. He was hearing some encouraging noise behind him with the nine foot monster burst out of the brushes on his left, maw wide open. He quickly shoved his bracered left arm right behind the canines and the beast bit down. The bracer kept saved his arm from being bit off but the force still broke his arm with an audible crack, it shook its head and he felt his shoulder break too. In pain, he dropped his scimitars as he was swung around like a rag dog, fortunately he had good instincts, he managed to stick one of his throwing knives in its eye. While this made the alpha let go of his arm, his luck seemed to hold, he saw no blood on his arm before his back met a tree across the clearing. The air exploded out of his lungs and he could only get to all fours.
He could hear the pack closing in, his senses had long since stopped tracking his comrades, but he took the lack of screaming to be a good thing.
After a dozen strides his plan was cut short by the alpha, all nine feet of it. He was hearing some encouraging noise behind him with the nine foot monster burst out of the brushes on his left, maw wide open. He quickly shoved his bracered left arm right behind the canines and the beast bit down. The bracer kept saved his arm from being bit off but the force still broke his arm with an audible crack, it shook its head and he felt his shoulder break too. In pain, he dropped his scimitars as he was swung around like a rag dog, fortunately he had good instincts, he managed to stick one of his throwing knives in its eye. While this made the alpha let go of his arm, his luck seemed to hold, he saw no blood on his arm before his back met a tree across the clearing. The air exploded out of his lungs and he could only get to all fours.
He could hear the pack closing in, his senses had long since stopped tracking his comrades, but he took the lack of screaming to be a good thing.
Fayvus noticed Keiran run away which was obviously a sign the pack was near. He felt as if he couldn't leave Kenni there alone but everything he believed in told him that just sitting around was wrong. He turned back to Kenni. "Listen to me Kenni. If you see any Lycans I want you to shooot them as much as possible at soft tissues. If there are too many run with this woman, do not turn back. I promise I will be back soon." He climbed down the tree to start tracking where their rabbit had gone, soaking each of his weapons in his paralysis poison in the process. No more of that stuff I guess. He thought to himself.
Eventually he came to the clearing where Keiran was about to be swarmed by the pack. There wasn't much time. He sprinted down the clearing while still keeping to the edge near the trees for a little bit of cover. The pack was nearly on him when Fayvus shouted his Nikian battle cries as to distract them from their easy kill to a possible threat. Two came after him and he threw two knives at the first one, at it's neck, then used a heavy uppercut to diagnaly cut his axe into its skull. The next he threw the axe at the second's chest. There was a chance it would not work but thankfully the Skyes were on his side. Still jogging he picked his axe back up and began to throw a knife at each beast. He could not hope to even have a chance at taking all of them under normal circumstances. Fayvus was relying totally on the paralysis tostun them long enough to rescue this brave man. That was why he threw one knife per Lycan. When he got to the Alpha he threw his knife into it's other eye and when it dropped he buried his axe into the skull. A cheap but effective way to buy some time.
The healer knew there was only thirty seconds until the other Lycans could get on their feet. Hopefully seeing the Alpha dead would discourage them from tracking again. If not they were going to die by the hands of these monsters. Picking up Keiran over his shoulders he hustled as fast as he could back into the woods. The man was heavier than expected though Fayvus was not young anymore. Twenty. The running was wearing him down but he kept the pace fast enough. After his long sprint he looked up to a tree to try to climb up. The spot was not too far from the tree Kenni was at so at least he could run to her if she was in trouble. Ten. The old man used his axe to help himself climb the tree while still holding on to the Landing scout. It took him fifteen seconds and every bit of stamina to pull off what he did. They were now sitting on some high branches and Fayvus was holding Keiran so that the man did not fall. Time was up.
Eventually he came to the clearing where Keiran was about to be swarmed by the pack. There wasn't much time. He sprinted down the clearing while still keeping to the edge near the trees for a little bit of cover. The pack was nearly on him when Fayvus shouted his Nikian battle cries as to distract them from their easy kill to a possible threat. Two came after him and he threw two knives at the first one, at it's neck, then used a heavy uppercut to diagnaly cut his axe into its skull. The next he threw the axe at the second's chest. There was a chance it would not work but thankfully the Skyes were on his side. Still jogging he picked his axe back up and began to throw a knife at each beast. He could not hope to even have a chance at taking all of them under normal circumstances. Fayvus was relying totally on the paralysis tostun them long enough to rescue this brave man. That was why he threw one knife per Lycan. When he got to the Alpha he threw his knife into it's other eye and when it dropped he buried his axe into the skull. A cheap but effective way to buy some time.
The healer knew there was only thirty seconds until the other Lycans could get on their feet. Hopefully seeing the Alpha dead would discourage them from tracking again. If not they were going to die by the hands of these monsters. Picking up Keiran over his shoulders he hustled as fast as he could back into the woods. The man was heavier than expected though Fayvus was not young anymore. Twenty. The running was wearing him down but he kept the pace fast enough. After his long sprint he looked up to a tree to try to climb up. The spot was not too far from the tree Kenni was at so at least he could run to her if she was in trouble. Ten. The old man used his axe to help himself climb the tree while still holding on to the Landing scout. It took him fifteen seconds and every bit of stamina to pull off what he did. They were now sitting on some high branches and Fayvus was holding Keiran so that the man did not fall. Time was up.
Neecey watched as the man climbed down and ran towards Keiran in the clearing. Fayvus, was what the red head had called him. He was immediately dispatching wolves and helping Keiran to safety. The young man had been bitten by one of the beasts, hopefully they could save him before he too became one of the lycans.
As Fayvus ran, carrying Keiran on his back, Neecey readied her bow. The older man had done a great job at buying him time to escape, but the beasts were awakening now. She took careful aim, breathing slowly to calm any shaking nerves.
With a final exhalation, Neecey released the arrow and it rocketed through the trees, piercing leaves, and finally hitting it's target. The first lycan went down, the arrow protruding from its forehead. The others howled out in retaliation but they could not find the source of the arrows. Neecey took down two more, while the creatures sniffed the air trying to pick up on any unknown scent.
The trees were doing well to mask their scents, their bodies completely hidden from the creatures' sense of smell. Her only fear was if they would see them. Their eyesight was incredible, but the troop was wearing black and greens to blend in. She took down another beast and quickly readied another arrow.
She looked over at Kenni, was her name; interesting, and came to the shocking realization. Her hair. The bright red color stood against the darkness like a flame. All the lycans had to do was pick up on the color, and they would be on top of them.
"Kenni, your hair." Neecey said quickly. "Put your hood up." The elf said quickly moving to help the young girl.
But it was too late. The loud howl was her sign that they had spotted the young girl. Looking back over at the clearing, she could see them charging towards their tree as fast as they could. The other archers in the traveling group tried to take down as many as possible, but many got away unharmed.
Neecey quickly shot a few arrows that dispatched a handful of Lycans, but there were still so many. They attacked the tree they were on, pounding on the trunk and shaking the branches. Kenni and Neecey held on tight, hoping to not fall.
Without a clear shot, Neecey couldn't take them out, they were trapped. Realizing there was noway to continue on, Neecey pulled Kenni from her crouched position. It was hard to move on the shaking branches, but the elf girl practically threw the red head towards another tree. Kenni landed safely, gripping tightly to the trunk and Neecey moved to join her.
But she lost her footing, her body immediately falling from the branch. She caught herself, but just barely to land on her feet, but in the center of the pack. She had nothing but Keiran's bow and the knife he had given her.
As Fayvus ran, carrying Keiran on his back, Neecey readied her bow. The older man had done a great job at buying him time to escape, but the beasts were awakening now. She took careful aim, breathing slowly to calm any shaking nerves.
With a final exhalation, Neecey released the arrow and it rocketed through the trees, piercing leaves, and finally hitting it's target. The first lycan went down, the arrow protruding from its forehead. The others howled out in retaliation but they could not find the source of the arrows. Neecey took down two more, while the creatures sniffed the air trying to pick up on any unknown scent.
The trees were doing well to mask their scents, their bodies completely hidden from the creatures' sense of smell. Her only fear was if they would see them. Their eyesight was incredible, but the troop was wearing black and greens to blend in. She took down another beast and quickly readied another arrow.
She looked over at Kenni, was her name; interesting, and came to the shocking realization. Her hair. The bright red color stood against the darkness like a flame. All the lycans had to do was pick up on the color, and they would be on top of them.
"Kenni, your hair." Neecey said quickly. "Put your hood up." The elf said quickly moving to help the young girl.
But it was too late. The loud howl was her sign that they had spotted the young girl. Looking back over at the clearing, she could see them charging towards their tree as fast as they could. The other archers in the traveling group tried to take down as many as possible, but many got away unharmed.
Neecey quickly shot a few arrows that dispatched a handful of Lycans, but there were still so many. They attacked the tree they were on, pounding on the trunk and shaking the branches. Kenni and Neecey held on tight, hoping to not fall.
Without a clear shot, Neecey couldn't take them out, they were trapped. Realizing there was noway to continue on, Neecey pulled Kenni from her crouched position. It was hard to move on the shaking branches, but the elf girl practically threw the red head towards another tree. Kenni landed safely, gripping tightly to the trunk and Neecey moved to join her.
But she lost her footing, her body immediately falling from the branch. She caught herself, but just barely to land on her feet, but in the center of the pack. She had nothing but Keiran's bow and the knife he had given her.
Kenni watched, horrified and paralyzed. Not only did she witness her Nurse become a brave and vicious hero, she also had experienced the dread of the oncoming pack of Lycan, her own hair drawing them forward.
The only other female acted quickly, throwing Kenni through the air as easy as tossing a small fruit and Kenni let out a scream, nearly dropping her crossbow. Her cheek caught a branch, skin broken to reveal blood, but she clutched the tree trunk securely, determined not to allow the woman's act go to waste.
Spinning about on a thin branch, she gasped, seeing her savior in the center of the gather Lycans. Howling erupted in the air as claws were raised, most of the wolfmen standing on their hind legs and snarling at the girl.
Readying her bow, Kenni took care to remember everything Fayvus had told her within the last thirty minutes. Heart. Aim for the heat, she repeated to herself. She opened both eyes, sight guiding her gaze and she released a bolt.
A yelp signaled the end of one Lycan's life.
Several of the pack turned on her then, snarling and attacking the base of the tree viciously. She could smell a strange scent in the air, distantly familiar yet not. "Fayvus..." she wanted to yell, but only a whisper escaped. Again, Kenni readied the crossbow, but couldn't get a shot to their hearts. "F-Fayvus..."
The only other female acted quickly, throwing Kenni through the air as easy as tossing a small fruit and Kenni let out a scream, nearly dropping her crossbow. Her cheek caught a branch, skin broken to reveal blood, but she clutched the tree trunk securely, determined not to allow the woman's act go to waste.
Spinning about on a thin branch, she gasped, seeing her savior in the center of the gather Lycans. Howling erupted in the air as claws were raised, most of the wolfmen standing on their hind legs and snarling at the girl.
Readying her bow, Kenni took care to remember everything Fayvus had told her within the last thirty minutes. Heart. Aim for the heat, she repeated to herself. She opened both eyes, sight guiding her gaze and she released a bolt.
A yelp signaled the end of one Lycan's life.
Several of the pack turned on her then, snarling and attacking the base of the tree viciously. She could smell a strange scent in the air, distantly familiar yet not. "Fayvus..." she wanted to yell, but only a whisper escaped. Again, Kenni readied the crossbow, but couldn't get a shot to their hearts. "F-Fayvus..."
Fayvus was with Keiran in the branches fixing the man's arm. He took some branches and some of his own clothing to tie togather in an attempt to put the bone in place. That Alpha really tore up his bone. He thought to himself. Off to the distance he heard a howl. Kenni! The healer searched through the injured man's person two find a few knives. They were not silver, nor were they of use for the man at this moment of time. "I am sorry but I must go help the others. Do not make a sound." He climbed down the tree and ran towards the sound despite his lack of breath. He did not know what kind of help he could provide at his state but it did not matter. He dipped the stolen knives, his dagger, and his axe in his deadliest poison while he ran there. White Asp.
There were several Lycans who were attempting to harm what he could tell was Kenni. Her flaming red hair was unmistakable. He began to run behind trees and throwing the knives at the beasts. Most only barely got through the skin into the flesh, not enough to drop from the injury, but the poison would do his job. The ones that we hit were already feeling the effect as they were slumping over close to death. He threw his dagger at another, piercing it's side. Fayvus ran out from behind one to chop at it with his axe. It was successfull but the last one saw him and attacked. It slashed at his chest, ripping up some of his armor and cutting skin. In return the old man swung his axe at it's neck and heard the crack of the spine. They were dead now. Fayvus sat and slumped against a tree holding his cut with his hand. The energies were flowing though his body to his wound, closing it under his hand.
There were several Lycans who were attempting to harm what he could tell was Kenni. Her flaming red hair was unmistakable. He began to run behind trees and throwing the knives at the beasts. Most only barely got through the skin into the flesh, not enough to drop from the injury, but the poison would do his job. The ones that we hit were already feeling the effect as they were slumping over close to death. He threw his dagger at another, piercing it's side. Fayvus ran out from behind one to chop at it with his axe. It was successfull but the last one saw him and attacked. It slashed at his chest, ripping up some of his armor and cutting skin. In return the old man swung his axe at it's neck and heard the crack of the spine. They were dead now. Fayvus sat and slumped against a tree holding his cut with his hand. The energies were flowing though his body to his wound, closing it under his hand.
Keiran was half blinded and nearly out cold from the pain but he willed himself to stay conscious, to lose consciousness was to die...he had to stand. Noise picked up again and he felt himself moving quickly. There was a sensation of his arm being wrapped up, pressure being applied to his crushed bones and even more blinding pain. Despite all this he still felt the demand to get to his feet, with titanic effort he began to get to his feet and felt himself fall. Reflex once more saving him, he flicked a switch with his rest and a blade with a hook attachment came from the bracer. The hook caught and saved him from the fall, but he swung a bit to get a roll on to his feet. Normally he would retract the blade, but with his senses so dull he couldn't rely on his usual quick strike method, it had to stay out. But momentum was against him and he fell to his face;the blade retracting in his fall, "Stand damn it," he shouted at the top of his lungs as he hauled himself to all fours and began slowly forcing hit feet under his body.
He finally managed to get to his feet and looked around, but there were no wolves around. He did however catch a building gap in the clouds, "Guys we might want to get ready to run...no telling when round two will show up." He felt his consciousness leaving him again, he really couldn't afford for this to be happening right now. He managed to keep his feet but he was in now position to run when the clouds full broke, he'd either be left or need saving himself.
He finally managed to get to his feet and looked around, but there were no wolves around. He did however catch a building gap in the clouds, "Guys we might want to get ready to run...no telling when round two will show up." He felt his consciousness leaving him again, he really couldn't afford for this to be happening right now. He managed to keep his feet but he was in now position to run when the clouds full broke, he'd either be left or need saving himself.
Kenni was shivering. Her mind couldn't process so much so quickly.
The man from Landing suggested they ready themselves to run and the idea seemed splendid. Without a second thought, Kenni threw her red hair over her shoulder and cautiously climbed down the tree the girl had thrown her into. Twigs and leaves stuck to her in places, but she only swatted at them half-caring. Her eyes found Fayvus and she ran to him, clutching at him desperately. "Are you all right?" she demanded. The wound was bloody and she swallowed hard, her eyes widening at the sight.
"Will...will you be all right? Fayvus?" She felt tears forming in her eyes, the stress of the moment reaching its peak. Being in the real world was harsh and cold and...red. She couldn't tear her gaze from the blood.
The man from Landing suggested they ready themselves to run and the idea seemed splendid. Without a second thought, Kenni threw her red hair over her shoulder and cautiously climbed down the tree the girl had thrown her into. Twigs and leaves stuck to her in places, but she only swatted at them half-caring. Her eyes found Fayvus and she ran to him, clutching at him desperately. "Are you all right?" she demanded. The wound was bloody and she swallowed hard, her eyes widening at the sight.
"Will...will you be all right? Fayvus?" She felt tears forming in her eyes, the stress of the moment reaching its peak. Being in the real world was harsh and cold and...red. She couldn't tear her gaze from the blood.
The wounds under his hands were finally fully closed. At the last part of the process Fayvus coughed up some dried blood on his shirt. Steadily rising to his feet he pointed to Neecey. "Kenni. I need you to get her, help each other walk if either of you so need it." He told her he looked to Keiran who was now walking but barely. He walked over to the scout, put the man's arm over his shoulders. "You can't possibely walk by yourself right now." He said almost to himself as he walked back to the girls while supporting his current patient. "I suggest we get out of this forest as soon as utterly possible. No short cuts." He said as he collected a few of his knives and his dagger from the corpses on the ground.
Kenni did as she was told. Every time she blinked, she could see the growling maws of the beasts that lay dead around them. Or dripping red ribbons would reign and catch her breath. Swallowing hard, she helped the girl up and allowed her to lean against her side. They were relatively the same size, so the feat wasn't too difficult. Kenni found herself very puzzled though, wondering which way to head. Fayvus seemed to have the right head in the group and he took off quickly after gathering daggers and knives.
They followed quickly, twigs snapping and leaves rustling underfoot. Kenni's chest tightened with panic. What if they didn't make it? But she remained focused on the back of Fayvus' head to concentrate her efforts fully on moving and not becoming a blubbering child. Having another being attached to her side helped her mind stay on task as well, even though the girl was doing quite well.
"How much farther?" she half-whispered to Fayvus.
They followed quickly, twigs snapping and leaves rustling underfoot. Kenni's chest tightened with panic. What if they didn't make it? But she remained focused on the back of Fayvus' head to concentrate her efforts fully on moving and not becoming a blubbering child. Having another being attached to her side helped her mind stay on task as well, even though the girl was doing quite well.
"How much farther?" she half-whispered to Fayvus.
Keiran began shuffling to where the he'd dropped his swords, the throwing knives weren't very important but the swords and bow were from his father. "My swords," were his simple explanation as he retrieved them. With his one good arm he returned them to their sheaths and gradually finding his speed returning even had time to fetch his throwing knives. There were still some unaccounted for but her assumed those were the ones that Neecey had claimed back at the farm. When they set off he had to resort to leaning on the old man since he still lacked the ability to keep up on his own.
At the red head's question, he looked to the sky, " Sky will clear in five minutes and I'm guessing the path will be about a hundred yards or so... though we're headed towards the town if we continue this way." He couldn't be entirely sure with all this crazy magic type stuff going but he was still more than eighty percent certain. "On foot we'll get there by morning, where were you lot headed anyways and what for? A small platoon moving on horse like that isn't something that occurs lightly."
At the red head's question, he looked to the sky, " Sky will clear in five minutes and I'm guessing the path will be about a hundred yards or so... though we're headed towards the town if we continue this way." He couldn't be entirely sure with all this crazy magic type stuff going but he was still more than eighty percent certain. "On foot we'll get there by morning, where were you lot headed anyways and what for? A small platoon moving on horse like that isn't something that occurs lightly."
As the group was walking fast the Landing scout asked them about their journey, mentioning the guards. Fayvus had no idea what happened to those fools. They were not even skilled enough to be called fodder let alone guards. It would have been better if they had never came at all. What would he tell the scout? Certainly not the whole truth, only partial. Perhaps treasure hunting would be a good lie to tell.
"We are on a holy mission to the land long since gone. Rodwin is where we be traveling to. As I can see you two are not here under any true mission and you both are exceptional fighters, would you be at all interested in joing us as guards? I promise the pay is good." He told the woman and the scout.
"We are on a holy mission to the land long since gone. Rodwin is where we be traveling to. As I can see you two are not here under any true mission and you both are exceptional fighters, would you be at all interested in joing us as guards? I promise the pay is good." He told the woman and the scout.
" I don't know about my companion, but I don't know the area well enough to get you through the Saerian Mountains. If anyone knew where to start, it'd be them from what I've heard no one has a better oral history. If we head straight north from the village, we'll pass the Old Forest and eventually get to the base of Mountains." He didn't mention that getting to the mountains was in the opposite direction of where he wished to go but the open sea was too dangerous at the moment. If he wanted to get home, he'd have to use either a ridiculously long distance land caravan far to the east or take a boat from a pirate town in the same area. Sea travel would be short from there but in exchange he'd had to travel through the wastes...never a pleasant experience.
"At any rate, I'd suggest avoiding Nic. From what I've heard the place has wolves the size of ponies, and I don't know about you guys. But I'm sick and tired of wolves for the time being, besides even Nican horses wouldn't be able to handle those mountains." He was mostly going from book-lore and gossip but as this was the only knowledge he had... he had to phish for information with that. The old man...Fayvus obviously wasn't going to talk much, but maybe the red head would be more open mouthed.
"At any rate, I'd suggest avoiding Nic. From what I've heard the place has wolves the size of ponies, and I don't know about you guys. But I'm sick and tired of wolves for the time being, besides even Nican horses wouldn't be able to handle those mountains." He was mostly going from book-lore and gossip but as this was the only knowledge he had... he had to phish for information with that. The old man...Fayvus obviously wasn't going to talk much, but maybe the red head would be more open mouthed.
"Oh, no more wolves, please," Kenni said in response, leading Neecey as best as she could. They didn't have much time according to the Landing man. She couldn't remember names, if they had given them. Adrenaline still racing as her eyes remained trained on their escape. "What were your names again?" she asked to distract herself. The crossbow in her free hand felt heavier the further they shuffled forward.
Before either could reply however, Kenni stopped dead in her tracks. Head-splitting pain erupted, steam through a tiny hole, the rumored volcanoes exploding at the tops of mountains, magma dribbling down with agonizing heat. She released the girl, dropped to her knees. Tears formed in her eyes, but she couldn't feel them against the vibrations of the booming voice within her mind.
Hurry, young one. The evil draws near.
"Wha...what?" she cried, wet lines falling down her cheeks. "The wolves?"
Hurry. Now. Run.
"What is it!"
Darkness knows your location. Escape. Find shelter.
"We...we are...but...ah!" A dagger seemed to pierce her skull.
Don't trust these strangers.
Kenni's eyes opened wide and saw only the moon, the clouds rolling and swirling faster and faster forward. Her body was numb.
When the shuddering pain finally ended, blackness covered her sight, her whimpers the only sound she could hear.
Before either could reply however, Kenni stopped dead in her tracks. Head-splitting pain erupted, steam through a tiny hole, the rumored volcanoes exploding at the tops of mountains, magma dribbling down with agonizing heat. She released the girl, dropped to her knees. Tears formed in her eyes, but she couldn't feel them against the vibrations of the booming voice within her mind.
Hurry, young one. The evil draws near.
"Wha...what?" she cried, wet lines falling down her cheeks. "The wolves?"
Hurry. Now. Run.
"What is it!"
Darkness knows your location. Escape. Find shelter.
"We...we are...but...ah!" A dagger seemed to pierce her skull.
Don't trust these strangers.
Kenni's eyes opened wide and saw only the moon, the clouds rolling and swirling faster and faster forward. Her body was numb.
When the shuddering pain finally ended, blackness covered her sight, her whimpers the only sound she could hear.
Fayvus picked up the pace of the group in hopes to escape their current dangers quickly. The scout had commented about the large wolves in Nik, as if they could be compared to these Lycans. "Those wolves can be easily spooked by certain scents and noises. One of the reasons the Nikians paint themselves with a wild mixture and and such strange battle cries. Though it works with a war pack, I doubt it would work with us. We could come in contact with the Nikian tribes to aid us through the mountains. I have an old friend that has a debt to pay." He stated to the group. He looked at Kenni seeing that she was troubled he put an arm around her shoulder to give her a hug. "It will be alright child. I will gladly give my life for yours." He told her kindly.
Fayvus was trying to comfort her, but she couldn't verbalize the actual agony she felt. Such a great voice, a Skye voice, echoing within her skull produced a shocking amount of pain. Her feet staggered, but with Fayvus' help, she was able to somewhat keep going with the group. Distantly, she knew they needed to get out of here as fast as possible. But her vision failed her again and again to black edges and dots.
"Are we almost there," she breathed, near tears. The further they walked however, the better she felt. If they simply kept moving, perhaps she could normalize and actually make sense of what she had heard.
"Are we almost there," she breathed, near tears. The further they walked however, the better she felt. If they simply kept moving, perhaps she could normalize and actually make sense of what she had heard.
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Well, hello.
I am the Prince :) I sent in my character application. Btw, when I talk about my own character, I'll say she, but say her name is the masculine one.
You'll understand later.
I am the Prince :) I sent in my character application. Btw, when I talk about my own character, I'll say she, but say her name is the masculine one.
You'll understand later.
Re: Siveen
Can someone give me a quick rundown of what has happened since my last post. I don't have time to read all through it, I have to meet my group for a presentation in class today.
I'll try to post as soon as I can
I'll try to post as soon as I can
Re: Siveen
Hey guys, another character will be joining soon :)
Prince of Akinus
When their profile is up, take a good look at it because the back story will be important to keep in mind :) Just lettin' you guys know
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When their profile is up, take a good look at it because the back story will be important to keep in mind :) Just lettin' you guys know
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I think Fayvus can do something to buy some time. Now he has to worry about that bite. Tis Tis.
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Keiran want bad ass borderline last stand moment and play bait without any silver on him? Nope to bad, he get no kills, only broken arm for his arrogance. Maybe even another nasty surprise if we really wanna emphasize them having a long way to go but not much time.
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Momentum?
Well I guess it had something to do with some free days. I'm waiting for Kenni's response to the story than I'll post. Unless the beasts make a bigger problem in another post.
Well I guess it had something to do with some free days. I'm waiting for Kenni's response to the story than I'll post. Unless the beasts make a bigger problem in another post.
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I'm using Tolkien's elven language so Ernil means Prince. Though Fayvus was never taught the elven language, he was just told it was a title. Never knew what type of title it was nor did he think anything of it. He lived with the Nikians before so the idea of title was common.
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Is it weird that the "conceited tone" in my head, sounded like a snobby British person? I don't think it is. I'm clearly normal....
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Remember I know you in RL Roku, and I know the specs, that was just Keiran being a professional and basically doing *insert conceited tone here* "Oh a crossbow... shame you don't have a real weapon. Well it is a nice toy at least so do enjoy it"
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Normally I would agree on the archery statement because bows can deal out more shots per minute but not in this case. Bows are a bit more difficult because for every fifty pounds added to the drawback the range is increased by another thirty-forty yards. Eventually it hits a hundred yards at a 150 pound drawback. Let alone all the training needed to be actually good at it.
Kenni isn't very strong so that's why I chose a repeating crossbow for her. It has a long range without the strength requirements so for the short term it's better. After all I don't know if we would have the time to massivly bulk her up and train her but I do know that crossbow is a better substitute.
Kenni isn't very strong so that's why I chose a repeating crossbow for her. It has a long range without the strength requirements so for the short term it's better. After all I don't know if we would have the time to massivly bulk her up and train her but I do know that crossbow is a better substitute.
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very liberal interpretation I know but I was getting a "as the prison gets weaker, things like fairy tales, monsters etc." begin coming out and become more real. So rather that 1 wolf man, which could feasibly already be around, something more sinister and ridiculous, a road leading into a trap of a glade or clearing with a pack of them; is now slowly becoming a darker possibility.
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Hmm since we're all by some woods in the same general area...may as well use the foreshadowed wolfman attack to link both parties up.