Setting
Lorn is a lush and beautiful planet, covered in forest and mountains. The inhabitants of the planet were relatively primitive when the Ahrians arrived, so the natural beauty of the planet remained intact for them to enjoy, and still does so now thanks to imported Source power. The cities of the natives are similar to medieval cities on Earth, though they are being improved by the Ahrians daily.
Dominant Species:
The world is inhabited by two dominant races, the Myrans and the Skagrim. The Myrans are similar in appearance to elves, and the Skagrim to dwarves, and both share rule over the planet with the Ahrians, though the Myrans are slightly more powerful as far as armies and land is concerned. They have been given weaponry by the Ahrians, but are not admitted into the Ahrian military as of yet, given their lack of experience with that sort of thing.
Dominant Species:
The world is inhabited by two dominant races, the Myrans and the Skagrim. The Myrans are similar in appearance to elves, and the Skagrim to dwarves, and both share rule over the planet with the Ahrians, though the Myrans are slightly more powerful as far as armies and land is concerned. They have been given weaponry by the Ahrians, but are not admitted into the Ahrian military as of yet, given their lack of experience with that sort of thing.
Lorn
A lush and green world, home to two previously primitive races that were granted superior technology by the Ahrian's peaceful absorption of their system into the Empire.
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Lorn is a part of 
The Reemus System.
13 Characters Here
Yarmahal [22] An ancient warrior, cursed to wander from one battleground to the next, conflict forever chasing him till his punishment is lifted(major wip)
Syre Tessiks [5] Cat-type; Magic user, 19, M. "I bite, and I don't trust easily." Baby-face, strong personality, witty and sarcastic, though he means well.
Lukil [0] Perhaps you're up to the challenge?
Troy Guardman [0] Leader of The Terra Resistance.
Orz [0] Who are you? You are not Orz! We are Orz! Orz are happy *people energy* from the outside. Inside is good. So much good that Orz will always *germinate*. Can you come together with Orz for *parties*?
Garm [0] The demon fused with Yuri, taking his own form.
Edward "Eddy" Chamberlain [0] A man of short stature with a small, lean physique. His eyes are always darting about, watching the surrounding area and it's inhabitants.
Alkaid/Yowkow, Chika Kuramoto [0] Well known in the Arena and fighting. A girl with an attitude and epic twin blades.
Star. [0]
Amy Rose [0] A young, cheerful girl!
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I'm the person that likes to be approached, but there isn't much around to work with. Sort of a shame, I'm bored stiff and I'm not getting along with the introductions. The room is crowded even though I seem to be alone. I sigh and search for some entertainment.
She walked quietly, looking all around this strange, lush landscape, with her wings folded loosely against her back, and her hand encapsulated by two hands of the same, slight, nervous figure who followed along at her side.
"Shadow, you don't have to hover so close." Jessica said, her voice soft, but firm. Shadow's eyes were blind, white, with no irises, and she looked up at Jessica with her lips rounded into a small 'o'.
"It's so bright." Shadow whispered. "So bright. So cold."
Jessica squeezed her hand. "It'll be alright."
"Shadow, you don't have to hover so close." Jessica said, her voice soft, but firm. Shadow's eyes were blind, white, with no irises, and she looked up at Jessica with her lips rounded into a small 'o'.
"It's so bright." Shadow whispered. "So bright. So cold."
Jessica squeezed her hand. "It'll be alright."
Quietly, an old man dressed in rags sat next to the trunk of the tree, a rusted blade dangling from his side, a few drops dried blood still clinged to it. Quietly he sipped from his canteen, tired from his walk. He only briefly looked up when he heard voices approach down the road, before turning back to his water.
They continued to walk peacefully, until Shadow tensed, gripping Jessica's hand so tightly that her nails dug into her skin. Jessica winced, pulling her hand away, but watched as Shadow stood to her full height.
"He tastes old, Jessie."
Jessica's brow furrowed as she looked ahead. An old man sitting on the side of the road.
"Leave him be, Shadow. There's no reason to bother him."
"But I'm hungry!"
"No, you're not."
But they had to walk past him anyway, and the whole while Shadow looked wistfully towards the man with her strange, blind eyes. Jessica's massive wings looked heavy, but she carried them well as she walked up, and eventually came to pass the other. Jessica firmly took Shadow's hand to keep her from misbehaving.
"He's OLD, Jessie!"
"Quiet, Shadow. You're being rude."
"He tastes old, Jessie."
Jessica's brow furrowed as she looked ahead. An old man sitting on the side of the road.
"Leave him be, Shadow. There's no reason to bother him."
"But I'm hungry!"
"No, you're not."
But they had to walk past him anyway, and the whole while Shadow looked wistfully towards the man with her strange, blind eyes. Jessica's massive wings looked heavy, but she carried them well as she walked up, and eventually came to pass the other. Jessica firmly took Shadow's hand to keep her from misbehaving.
"He's OLD, Jessie!"
"Quiet, Shadow. You're being rude."
"Tiss alright, I've been around a long time so many have the right to call me an old man." The ragged swordsman said, apparently able to hear the two just fine despite the distance. He didn't look up as he talked, he simply screwed the cap back on his canteen. "Though if you are hungry then I suggest you fine easier prey." He warned, already placing the canteen down. "I am not something easy to sink your teeth into." It wasn't a threat the man gave, his tone sounding more matter-of-factly.
"Shadow won't bother you. She's merely a child. She doesn't know what she wants."
Jessica turned back to look at the man, her eyes a strange, cobalt blue. "What are you doing all the way out here by yourself?" she asked. "Are you safe?"
Jessie never traveled on her own. She was so fragile, so vulnurable, and so was Shadow, but together they made a rather formidable pair.
Jessica turned back to look at the man, her eyes a strange, cobalt blue. "What are you doing all the way out here by yourself?" she asked. "Are you safe?"
Jessie never traveled on her own. She was so fragile, so vulnurable, and so was Shadow, but together they made a rather formidable pair.
"Walking." He said, almost like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Well that's not exactly right." He brushed himself off at the pant leg. "Tiss, more like I was trying to avoid a conflict earlier. Unfortunately a group of individuals back in town a few miles form here didn't take to kindly to my presence. So I thought better to relocate myself. Though I expect the rest of them will be catching up with me shortly."
"More? More coming?"
Jessie squeezed Shadow's hand to keep her quiet.
"Will you be alright?" Jessica asked. "Why are they so interested in pursuing you anyway?"
Jessie squeezed Shadow's hand to keep her quiet.
"Will you be alright?" Jessica asked. "Why are they so interested in pursuing you anyway?"
"Oh to kill me I would guess." He said almost like he were discussing the weather. "I'm not to surprised really."
As if the man himself wasn't enough of a curiosity, the blatancy of his statement did little more than confuse her further. Jessica tilted her head to one side, her hand firmly holding to Shadow's as the girls regarded him.
"Would you like me to stay and help?" she asked. There was no sense of urgency, just wonderment, like she really couldn't understand what this man was getting at in the first place.
"Would you like me to stay and help?" she asked. There was no sense of urgency, just wonderment, like she really couldn't understand what this man was getting at in the first place.
"Oh while I appreciate the sentiment it's probably best that you don't." He said, slowly rising to his feet. "I don't want to drag any passerby's into this intentionally." The old man stared down the road, his hand resting on the hilt of his blade. He seemed to be slowly readying himself.
"What's he doing, Jessie?"
"I think he's going to fight." Jessica replied, stepping up to the gentleman's side. Shadow slunk back, sitting on her heels and wrapping her arms around her knees. She didn't like the idea of fighting. "I don't know that I'd feel right just walking away." she told him.
"I think he's going to fight." Jessica replied, stepping up to the gentleman's side. Shadow slunk back, sitting on her heels and wrapping her arms around her knees. She didn't like the idea of fighting. "I don't know that I'd feel right just walking away." she told him.
"Well that's kind of you," he said. "But I prefer to settle my problems on my own." In the distance, men on horses carrying weapons in hand rounded the bend. Upon seeing the old man they started spurring their mounts onward faster, shouting something intangible from their distance. The old pulled the rusted blade from his side, it was chiseled and worn from much use, covered in stains that would be to stubborn for even the most dedicated cleaner to remove. He readied himself into a fighting stance, pass on last look at the strange he had just met. "Last chance miss, are you sure I cannot talk you out of getting involved with this?"
Her wings flared behind her shoulders, spreading wide as she let her arms fall easily to her side.
"I've never been one to do as I was told, sir. Shadow. Hide."
The other woman did as she was asked, turning to disappear into the woods to hunch down in the shadows. Jessica's eyes glowed, the strange cobalt depths swimming as she waited, looking so much like the angel she wasn't.
"I've never been one to do as I was told, sir. Shadow. Hide."
The other woman did as she was asked, turning to disappear into the woods to hunch down in the shadows. Jessica's eyes glowed, the strange cobalt depths swimming as she waited, looking so much like the angel she wasn't.
The old man sighed, and began walking forward. "You are a stubborn on then. Very well don't blame me if anything goes wrong soon." As the band of riders approached, what they were shouting became more audible.
"We've got you no ya damned murderer!" "Who or what is that with him?" "Don't know, don't care. Just kill the bastard before he gets away again!"
The old man continued to walk toward the rapidly advancing group. within seconds they were withing striking range. It was then the old man took action. Just as a spear came level with his head, the elderly warrior dropped into a squat. His blade flashing to the side to strike the closest horse on the leg. The beast gave out a scream and tumbled, taking the panicked rider down with it. The old man, waited, and repeated the action with the next horse to get near.
Fifteen men on horses, and the first thing he needed to do was get them down on foot.
"We've got you no ya damned murderer!" "Who or what is that with him?" "Don't know, don't care. Just kill the bastard before he gets away again!"
The old man continued to walk toward the rapidly advancing group. within seconds they were withing striking range. It was then the old man took action. Just as a spear came level with his head, the elderly warrior dropped into a squat. His blade flashing to the side to strike the closest horse on the leg. The beast gave out a scream and tumbled, taking the panicked rider down with it. The old man, waited, and repeated the action with the next horse to get near.
Fifteen men on horses, and the first thing he needed to do was get them down on foot.
As soon as the man cleared her, she took to the air, pulling herself overtop of the large group of riders before she landed in a slide just behind the last of them. Spinning on her heel, she turned, pointing one arm like one might aim a gun, and bent her hand down, exposing the back of her wrist.
Something sliver-thin shot from a tiny hole in the top of her arm, striking the closest horse in the flank. It reared, the leg giving out as the rider went tumbling down.
With calculated precision, she aimed for the second horse, and took it down in a similar fashion.
Something sliver-thin shot from a tiny hole in the top of her arm, striking the closest horse in the flank. It reared, the leg giving out as the rider went tumbling down.
With calculated precision, she aimed for the second horse, and took it down in a similar fashion.
Seeing themselves losing the charge, the men still remaining on horse back broke their rush, switching tactics. Firstly, the group started to surround the old man, while a portion of them broke off to charge at the winged woman.
She maintained her calm, holding up her arm and aiming, this time, for the horse's eyes. She managed to derail two of the other riders before switching to new tactics, launching herself into the air once again and sailing over the remaining few.
The wings frightened the horses, but that didn't keep her from throwing one of the other riders down, taking his spear, and making a charge for one of the last soldiers that had stayed on the horse.
She adjusted her hold, threw the weapon, and watched the man fall.
The wings frightened the horses, but that didn't keep her from throwing one of the other riders down, taking his spear, and making a charge for one of the last soldiers that had stayed on the horse.
She adjusted her hold, threw the weapon, and watched the man fall.
While the other men were trying to catch the winged woman, the horse riders that were surrounding the old one began moving in. Spears jabbed at him from multiple directions, and the elder warrior struggled to keep track of and parry the many strikes that came at him. One rider, however, over extended his reach, and the old man grabbed his spear and pulled him from his horse. He switched the weapon around in his hand, and stabbed another rider in the thigh. Now using his new pole arm to full effect, he force the gather men to widen the circle, giving the old man more room to parry and dodge.
It wasn't long before the men lay dead at her feet.
However, the older man still had a problem that needed fixing. Jessica turned the horse, dismounting and preparing to come to his aid, when she saw the flash of a white-skinned figure coming flying out of the trees.
"Shadow! Don't!" she shouted.
The other girl gave her no heed. With inhuman speed and precision, the girl launched herself at the nearest rider, tearing him from his horse and pressing his back to the ground. Ignoring his mad flailing, she immediately dipped her head, and sunk her teeth into his neck.
However, the older man still had a problem that needed fixing. Jessica turned the horse, dismounting and preparing to come to his aid, when she saw the flash of a white-skinned figure coming flying out of the trees.
"Shadow! Don't!" she shouted.
The other girl gave her no heed. With inhuman speed and precision, the girl launched herself at the nearest rider, tearing him from his horse and pressing his back to the ground. Ignoring his mad flailing, she immediately dipped her head, and sunk her teeth into his neck.
"What the hell are these things!" One of the men shouted. Fear was starting to rummage through the ranks of the men. The old one they had been expecting, prepared for. Not some flying witch or a demon from the forest. Already some were starting to back away from the winged woman and the creature. The riders surrounding the old one having trouble keeping focus on both him and the monsters behind them.
The old man looked once, and snorted before making to strike another man in the leg.
The old man looked once, and snorted before making to strike another man in the leg.
The man beneath Shadow seemed to freeze, his face white as the girl stayed latched to the skin on his neck. Jessica readied herself, holding out her wrist and firing a few more of the strange spurs into the flanks of the horses.
"They obviously don't get around much." she muttered as she began to hear them mutter about monsters. Shadow finally pulled away, smiling a wide grin with bloodied lips, and looked to tear another man off of his mount.
Her first victim was dead, eyes frozen wide.
"They obviously don't get around much." she muttered as she began to hear them mutter about monsters. Shadow finally pulled away, smiling a wide grin with bloodied lips, and looked to tear another man off of his mount.
Her first victim was dead, eyes frozen wide.
The remaining men switch goals now. The old man the no longer cared for, now that there seemed to be bigger threats nearby. Much more broke off now, leaving but three of the men that had fallen from their mounts yo face down the old one while the rest charged the winged witch and the demon.
The old man cursed, dodging another spear and slashing a down on a sword that came next. This was not going the way the old man wanted it too.
The old man cursed, dodging another spear and slashing a down on a sword that came next. This was not going the way the old man wanted it too.
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