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 Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 2:17 pm
The Earth and all it's life was once created by three powerful God's: Alexia, Domicus and Vincent. Vincent used his power to create everything that did not possess life. Rocks, the air, water. Alexia, with her infinite wisdom, created all that was life. Animals, humans, plant life. And Domicus, with his unfathomable power, gave reason to the new world; gave everything a purpose. The three Gods left their new world and from the moon fell four of their relics. The Moon Diamonds of Fire, Earth, Water and Air. Each stone yielded to it's owner different characteristics. The Fire Diamond, arguably the strongest, gave it's wielder a great speed. And power... If used correctly. The Earth Diamond blessed strength, The Water Diamond could heal any wound and The Air Diamond granted superb wisdom. Of course each Diamond held other capabilities, such as flight, water breathing, etcetera.
These Diamonds fell into the hands of two men. The men each took two stones and each created a Kingdom, the Kingdoms of Trusar and Ehsar. Trusar had the Air and Fire stones, while Ehsar had the Water and Earth stones. The two men swore to protect the stones, vowing to never let them come together. For if they did, they could grant their wielder any one wish their mind could conceive.
Many, many years later a war broke out for the stones. The cause of the war was Ehsars' King who was now possessed by the God, Vincent. Ten years it lasted. Alexia and Domicus made their appearance this year, and with the help of Takara and Tamuril, once again sealed Vincent into the Kayoto Emerald. Alexia and Domicus sealed themselves in this as well, ensuring the evil God's deeds would not spill out again.
And so the wicked war came to an end. Tamuril married Takara and became King of Trusar. In Ehsar, the late King's cousin became King and peace ruled over the two Kingdoms. Through all this something was stirring. Unrecognizable to anyone a lingering evil came from above. From high into the heavens, where the Land of the Dragons is.
Aside from Alexia, Domicus and Vincent, in forgotten and lost lore, it was once told that another being came down with the three Gods. It was Drago, the eventual King of Dragons. It was never told, but Dragons were the first and greatest creation of the three Gods. They were shaped exactly after Drago and he would become their King. The Gods took such pride in their creation that even the humans were created upon the shape of a dragon. Of course, they were built after their humanoid forms, minus the wings and such. the Dragon itself did have two forms. One was the obvious - Scales, large wings, characteristics of what a dragon looks like. There second is humanoid. Their scales are gone and they look like a human, but with dragon wings.
After Earth was finally completed, with a large population of the Dragons, Drago demanded that they be able to rule over the Earth. And they were denied. So they revolted. Alexia, with her great love for the Dragons, did not want to kill them. Instead she, Vincent and Domicus sealed away all of Drago's power into the Dragon's Pearl. After this they banished the Dragon's to a land high up in the sky. The Land of the Dragons.
Alexia did not banish all Dragons though. For she was wise and knew Drago would try and release his power. And so she sent down Dragons that had remained loyal to her in the revolt. There were only three of them. One was Eveel, the Dragon found beneath the castle of Trusar. He was the last to be awakened. The other two, Calo and Sytrus, keep hidden and await the day their masters call for them, or when the Dragon's make a move. Each of these Dragons have a master as well. Karasi holds control over Eveel, Tamuril, although he does not know it, has control over Sytrus and Calo's master is Lind. These Dragons each possess a great control over a certain power. All can control fire. Eveel has power over the wind/thunder, Sytrus over earth/fire and Calo over water/ice.
After countless years of struggle Drago and his Dragons finally found a way to unseal his power. Yet, because it took so long, the power has diminished and there is only one other thing that can revive it. The Moon Diamond.
It is now five years later since the sealing of Vincent and diplomatic reason between the two kingdom's still hold strong. Their people very happy and their economies exceedingly well. However, things were about to change...
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 3:16 pm
Kingdoms:
Trusar: Kingdom of the north-east.
Ehsar: Kingdom of the west.
Land of Dragons: Kingdom of sky.
Trusar holds the Air and Fire stones.
Ehsar holds the Earth and Water stones.
Land of Dragons holds the Dragons Pearl.
Rules:
Guild rules.
Cursing is fine.
Romance is okay.
PM profiles to me.
To be Calo's master you must first ask me. I will judge (Based on your character profile) if it would be suitable.
If you're going to be a Dragon that means you're evil. And evil character will eventually die (because this role play will be a comedy and not a tragedy. : D)
Be whomever you want to be. Thief, knight, King of Ehsar (First come first serve).
Not anymore... For now.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 3:18 pm
Profile:
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 3:28 pm
Profiles.Gaian Username: `Cookie Of Doom`
Character Name: Tamuril Trusar
Age: 23
Race: Elven (But because he is of royal blood, none know his exact species).
Personality: Tamuril is extremely nice. He is usually always enthusiastic and charismatic. He does not like to think of the bad in people. He is always cool, calm and collected. Tamuril still does favor sword-play and often spends his time training with his soldiers. He can also sometimes be a little stubborn.
Status Within the Empire: He is the King of Trusar.
Weapon(s): A Royal long sword, crafted especially for him. The crafter named the sword after him, putting Tamuril on the Blade of the sword. The crafter put the name in red so it stood out from the silver of the blade.
Power(s): Boasts great power over Fire and Earth. He controls the fire Diamond, enhancing his fire magic and speed.
Appearance: He stands at about six foot seven. His deep light-blue eyes lighten his mostly calm face. He currently has no scars. He is very handsome, especially when he smiles at someone. It sometimes seems to him when he walks buy a crowd of women they all blush (this may eb because he si King). He has light brown hair. His bangs are somewhat short, and the rest of his hair is short-cut. Tamuril garbs himself in royal clothes. His shirt and pants are a light red-ish fabric with several designs on them. Like most King he also wears a cape with black on the outside and dark-red on the inside. His sword hangs by the sheath at the left of his hip. The Diamond of Fire hangs around his neck.
History: He was the Royal Guard for Takara. He had been training his entire life just so he could someday become a knight. He quickly rose in ranks, becoming the Rank of Captain at the age of 17. The council noticed his skills, and asked him to become the royal guard. Tamuril, as a kid, was alone. His father died from some disease, and his mother died when he was seven. He never knew his last name, but his mother insisted that they were of royal blood, which they are, but everyone just assumed she was crazy. He never made friends, became an outcast. He didn't mind, he was training non-stop anyways. At the age of twelve, his power of Fire and Earth came into affect. This was when he began to get respected. Life was still hectic, with the war and all. He had taken part in the war for a little bit, not long though.
After the war Tamuril married Takara and became King of Trusar. He still has the same personality even after becoming King. He has been happily married to Takara.
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Gaian Username: Shader-san
Character Name: Lind
Age: 16
Race: Half-Elven (Mother(deaceased) was of Elven Blood, father's(deaceased) is unknown.)
Personality: Confident and a little arrogant, yet very generous underneath. She is not easily angered by others.(Seriously, you could rip her hair out and she wouldn't lose her cool.)
Status within either Kingdom (state which kingdom as well): (Ehsar) Thief. With Both parents deaceased, she has been forced to make her own living, and half-breeds such as herself as somewhat looked down on.
Weapon(s): Typically, Lind does not use weapons. She relies more on her magic, in which she can use to make common objects stronger. (Ex. A piece of wood could be made strong enough to stand against a sword.)
Power(s): Lind is a summoner, able to call spirit-like creature from her own body. This creature in turn can channel its power into other objects and into Lind herself, granting her with powerful abilities. On the downside, and as an obvious weakness, if her summoned spirit is forcibly taken from her in its physical form(when it visible and not being channeled), she cannot function. If such was to happen, she would fall into a coma-like state.
Also mild control over water.
History: While her blood ties her to the kingdom of the west, Lind was not actually born there. The land she was born on was near the kingdom itself, but too far in distance to be regularly considered part of the kingdom. Lind was born to a lovely full blooded elf by the name of Linali, but her mother died shortly after giving birth.
Lind comes from a very old and dying clan of summoning practioners. While other summoners can call upon a variety of beasts and spirits, Lind's clan were able to call on a sort of physical manifestation of their own souls. A very personal and powerful creature in their own right, Lind was blessed, or rather cursed, with a rare gift. The spirit that belonged to Lind's mother passed to her, literally a part of her mother's soul. By what she was told, Lind should not have been able to survive having two of these spirits inside her. Due to the nature of her own spirit(which looks like a demonic creature) she was shunned by many. It was assumed that this sinister spirit was taking the power from the own passed on by her mother because of its lack of appearaces. Eventually, Lind left them and traveled to the kindgom of Ehsar, where she used her unique gifts to start a career as a thief. She's become quite a nusisance as of late with her more gutsy endevors. Lind feels a certain draw to the castle, and feels the urge to explore as much of it as she can to find her answer, however even she is unsure of what that answer may be.
Appearance: Lind
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Gaian Username: Hinge 1
Character Name: Gen Ashlito
Age: 61
Race: Human
Personality: Gen is vocal, boisterous and ready to make his name known at the drop of a hat. He's kind enough through and through he often comes across as boorish and rude, he seems to have a strange enough ability to make friends with just about everyone.
Status within either Kingdom (state which kingdom as well): A sword master who roams the world to simply improve his skill within.
Weapon(s): A long rapier whose steel glints and icy blue.
Power(s): Gen had little interest in magic, foucing on his sword over it. However, in his long life he has face more that one opponent who used magic and so he developed a proficiency in using wind.
Appearance: Gen is short, standing just a little under five and a half feet. His body is cover in an old gray cloak that has been with him for nearly twenty years. It hands to his feet and it tattered and cut in countless places. Under the cloak is a simple white tunice and a pai of worn fencing trousers of a fading brown color. High ankle boots are worn and scuffed but well kept and worn with pride. His sword hands lightly at his side as gloved hands rust upon a thick belt. His face is weather cover in scratches and wrinkles, as well as a grey beard. His head is bald, the hair gone to prevent it from blocking his view. His thin lips are pressed into a stern expression as his narrow blue eyes glint a hard kindness.
History: Gen was born and raised in the home of his minor lord father. Gen was the second son of his father and therefor received little more that his fathers name and sword. since, his father dotted upon Gen's brother Gen had much time to spend as he pleased, which was with the sword. When Gen was eighteen, he and his brother made a pack. Each would try to make the most out of their lives and who of the two was more famous when the other brother died, would be allowed to be buried in the families tomb and who would be outside with the rest of the family. Gen's brother died long ago and Genlet his brother have the honor. Gen loved the road and has accepted that he will spend his life roaming it. A fate he is more that pleased with.
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Gaian Username: MythicalYoko
Character Name: Takara Trusar
Age: Twenty-one
Race: Unknown (The royal family's blood line is said not to be human because of relations to the diamonds, though they look human.)
Personality: Takara is well-known for her sometimes cruel personality. Despite her cold demeanor she cares very deeply for her people. She does her best to lead them well with her husband at her side. She is gentle towards her husband, Tamuril, though he does sometimes end up as the first person in her line of abuse.
Status within either Kingdom: Queen of Trusar
Weapon(s): Takara is very adept in using a bow and arrow, along with her magic. She also keeps other weapons with her at all times. These weapons, however, are things that can't be seen. Things like hair pins, metal-tipped fans, or daggers hidden in her dress.
Power(s): Takara is a master at her use of magic. She controls fire and wind, the two elemental stones that Trusar has had since the beginning of the kingdom's time.
Appearance: The royal family blood line's features flows strongly through Takara's veins. Takara stands tall and thin, her height 5'9" and her weigh being just barely above 115 pounds. Her hair is a deep, silken midnight black; rippling down her back in graceful bends and twists. Her skin is pale and practically white, adding onto her delicate appearance. Her eyes are a piercing blue, giving the appearance of spiderwebs frozen in the middle of winter. She is considered a woman of peerless beauty, though her ice-like beauty is often matched her with quick witted tongue and personality.
History: Takara was originally just a branch member of the royal family. But then, one night, the entire royal family was murdered, many of them right before her eyes. She was saved at the expense of her mother's life. That night was the very start of the war. Takara was quickly removed from the capital and taken to a secret place. Takara remained there for many years, being taught by many teachers in the ways of math, reading, writing, history, magic and many other skills. Despite her lack of mental stability (still suffering from her bloody memories and mute) Takara surpassed all of her teachers in knowledge at the mere age of nine. At eleven she also recovered herself mentally, though she ended up with a stone-like personality and tongue. At fourteen she returned to her kingdom and was wed to a man whom she quickly ended up hating. For two years she was pressed underneath his torture and abuse until he was killed. From there Takara quickly rose and took the throne. During the war she discovered Eveel underneath the ruins of the castle. He called her mother, and she treated him with love and care. Then she ended the war, only contributing half- Tamuril doing the rest, along with Eveel. Soon after she wed Tamuril. Her relationship with her husband has done nothing to lessen her emotionless ways of communicating with others. But, despite this, Takara feels that she has a warmer heart.
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Gaian Username: Mr. Blackbird Lore
Character Name: Novikalumus, preferring Novik in short.
Age: 16
Race: Elven-human half-breed
Personality: Since he was toddler, Novikalumus has always been energetic, and determined sometimes to the point of being irrationally stubborn. What may set him apart from most boys his age is he knows exactly who he wants to be, what he wants, and how he aims to get it. With his exceptional capability to motivate himself, he sees no obstacle to be too high or too strong. When it comes to battle, however, he is much more level-headed, thinking quickly and thoroughly. Being a b*****d child, his elven father having left his mother, and being a peasant, Novik is highly resentful toward upper class members, especially those whom use his status in life or class as a reason to treat him as a lesser being. For these reasons and more, he yearns to break the barrier and propel himself into the upper class in order to deal his own iron-handed justice upon the naysayers. His goal in life is to eventually be a noble in his own right, and the owner of his own fiefdom, run with loyalty and trust, not fascism and fear. He's a very passionate young man, especially when the aforementioned matters come into play, and also very kind, but above all he is still a boy, and still plotting his course through life.
Status within either Kingdom (state which kingdom as well): Squire within Trusar
Weapon(s): Twin short swords, and a dagger.
Power(s): Basic magic, mostly defensive spellcasting.
Appearance: Novik stands at 5'6", and weighs about 140 pounds. Being a half-breed, the point of his ears is barely defined. However, he does retain the same fair hair as his father, whom was elven, and his eyes are the same piercing crystal green as his mother's. He dresses as best he can to hide his peasantry, but knows he fails in doing so with his shoddy black tunic and trousers. His shin-high boots, though, are very off-setting. They were once his father's and the only memento Novik has of the elf. The steel toes still shine with their polish, and the leather still retains a fashionable state of being. A belt, belonging to his mother's father, now deceased, is strapped around his waist at all times, and his three weapons can be found hanging from this belt, firmly encased in their sheaths.
History: Novik was raised like any other peasant boy, living in a rough environment, and enduring a constant struggle against both nature and the upper class. He discovered his father's true identity at age six, and has since despised both the upper class and elves (a race which he has never come face-to-face with). At nine, he discovered swordsmanship, and picked it up quite easily. He has unnatural talent for a boy his age, and rivals even the greatest of warriors in the Trusarian army. His age however, has restricted one thing: his experience. He has no battlefield experience, and has only been involved in duels and a few skirmishes with other squires. Mentally, he has kept a running record, and has incurred only four losses of his thirty-nine fights. While the boy's skill has been recognized by most if not all of the Trusarian army, he has been refused a promotion of knightship due his peasantry, and lack of a father. For surely no good could come from a father who does not wish to parent his son... Thus, the boy suffers from his father's choice.
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Gaian Username: Deidra_Godwin
Character Name: Karasi Colquhoun
Age: 22
Race: Human
Personality: Karasi is usually a very calm person, there is not much that can phase her. However, when she is upset, be it sadness or anger, she is unpredictable, rough, and sometimes savage, like a raging sea.
Status within either Kingdom (state which kingdom as well): Knight (Trusar)
Weapon(s): Broad Sword and Hand Sword
Power(s): Karasi has an affinity with water that she cannot explain, being able to draw up a wall of water when near a body of water and direct it at a target.
Appearance: Karasi stands at a mere 5'5" with a muscular build. Her white-blonde hair is kept cropped short, coming only to the middle of her neck. Her almond shaped, blue-green eyes are often soft and calm, though they seem to flash to a deeper green when she is angry. Her body is often covered in bruises of some type from training for to long , or to hard. When there is no need for her armour, Karasi can either be found wearing padded training clothes or simple tunics and trousers.
History: Karasi was the eldest in a family of five girls. As such, she was often enlisted in taking care of her sisters. Though her family would have prefered for her to have gone off and learn how to become a lady of the court and learn how to handle the family estate, eventually marrying off into some other noble family, they could see from an eary age that their own dreams for their oldest daughter were not meant to be. Perhaps it was because of the responsibilities that she had at an early age, keeping her sisters out of trouble, or perhaps it was mearly her personality, but Karasi was never content just learning how to sit and sew or to manage a house hold. She was much happier when she was outside swinging a weapon of some sort around. Seeing this, and seeing that it was not just a phase, Karasi's parent's brought her to the palace once she was old enough to be a squire. The girl moved her way up from there, progressing at an average pace until she finally reached her goal and became a knight of the kingdom.
However, there were a few snags in her path. One of them being that when the girl reached the age of twelve, her unusual powers began to manifest themselves. At first they were only seen when she happened to be near a pond or a lake of some sort and her emotions were brought to high levels. This was enough for her to be noticed by the magic teacers, and so she was taught how to control these powers and use them to her advantage. Despite this, or perhaps because of it, Karasi still prefers the use of her sword over relying on her magic.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 4:21 pm
The great sun began to depart from the sky, it's orange rays the biggest sign of it's leaving. The streets of Trusar were finally beginning to settle for the night. Many men, and even quite a few women, would soon make their way to the bars and restaurants. This was likely the same in other small towns spread throughout the Kingdom of Trusar, not just the great city. Inside the castle soldiers and knights were leaving for home, and others coming in to replace them. In the courtyard, however, some knights still stayed with their King.
"Good." Tamuril said as he easily blocked a sword attack at him. The knight continued to attack repetively, as ordered to, in an attempt to hit Tamuril. None usually succeeded, and if they did, it was because Tamuril let them. Again, he blocked another attack this one being an upper cut with the wooden sword. "If you're going to upper-cut like that you must make sure you're transition from the end of you last attack to getting your sword in position to do an upper-cut is flawless and with great speed. Otherwise, I can easily predict what you will do and counter-attack whilst you're still doing your attack. Like this..." Tamuril, just like he had just said, moved his sword down and did an upper-cut with it at a blinding speed. Honestly, the soldier didn't stand a chance. Upon impact his body was sent flying back and he didn't end up landing on his feet. No, he landed on his back. And it wasn't like Tamuril even hit him that hard. Just enough to get the message through.
Tamuril looked towards the sky and noted the time. "We'll finish for today. Go get some rest." Tamuril said, as all the knights moved their right hand into a fist over where their heart would be and saying "Yes, my liege." Tamuril himself would most likely meet up with Takara and get something to eat.
Night finally came. The darkness of the sky was odd this night. There were no clouds yet you could not see a single star. "Something is off tonight..." Tamuril said aloud as he stood at the gates of his castle.
"My liege...?" A knight on guard asked in confusement. "Nothing." Tamuril responded. "I'm going to go for a walk. I feel a little uneasy. I'll be back soon. If anyone asks where I am, you know what to tell them." The knight bowed his head. There was no point in arguing with him... he was Tamuril. It wasn't because he was King but moreso because he kept on assuring them nothing would happen. And nothing ever did happen. Tamuril walked the streets so much that everyone had actually grown accustomed to seeing their King in the open.
After about ten minutes of walking around Tamuril decided it was time to make his way back. "I guess it was nothing..."
"The Diamond of Fire. Give it to us." A dark voice erupted form the shadows of an alley to Tamuril's right. "Or you will no longer breathe the air in this world any longer." A voice came from his left. Out from the shadows walked two tall figures. They were wearing regular clothes. One had shorts with a muscle shirt on and the other some pants with a t-shirt. And they looked exactly like a human. Each had blue eyes with black hair. Yet the only thing that argued against them being human was the fact they had these large wings at their backs.
"What the...?" Tamuril said in wonderment. He had never seen something like this before. e had never even seen wings like those! "Wait a minute.. I have seen those somewhere... They're like Eveeel's wings! Then are these being..."
Tamuril looked at both of them. "Dragons?"
One of the dragons laughed, the other simply stood there staring. "I'm surprised you know of us. I suppose we should kill you anyways now."
"You were going to anyways, right?"
"Yes. Well, I suppose we should get started. First, I will tell you our names so you can be gifted with the knowledge of who is going to kill you. I am Alfo, and this is Jax." Alfo introduced himself and Jax.
Jax took step forward and grinned. "Although I am surprised. You don't seem to possess any fear of your current situation."
Tamuril backed up so he could get each Dragon in his view. "Should I be?" He asked, not really wanting to take out his sword and battle them. Although it didn't look like he had much of a choice.
"You tell us!" Jax screamed as he dove towards Tamuril. Something came out of the skin of his hand. It looked like a sword, but Tamuril easily recognized it. it was actually very similar to one of Eveel's claws. Extremely sharp and strong. This might be tricky...
Tamuril quickly jumped back, unsheathing his sword. As soon as he got his sword in front of him the Dragon was there. It slashed and Tamuril was forced to block it. The impact sent Tamuril flying backwards. He needed to regroup before he could do anything productive. But the other Dragon knew of this, and wasn't about to let that happen. Alfo also had one fo those blades out and was right behind Tamuril. The Dragon quickly slashed as well. Tamuril barely had enough time to block this one.
Unfortunately, Tamuril had lost nearly all of his balance going to block the attack. The quick and hard hit had sent him flying again, but this time a lot further. Tamuril actually hit hard into the side of a bar, causing the wood to splinter and break which caused a huge noise.
A piece of wood had flew off at impact and cut Tamuril's forehead. Blood drained down the side of his face as he scrambled to his feet. He was going to be sore tomorrow.
"Man, am I even gonna hear it from Takara..." Tamuril thought as he regained his balance and stood ready for the next attack.
[Sorry for the length. xD]
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 7:58 pm
It had been a long walk to reach the kingdom of Trusar. The knights of Ehsar wouldn't play dumb forever, and she had the marks to prove that they were getting quite tired of her antics. Lind felt a longing to return there, but seriously doubted she could just waltz past the gates again. They knew her face. Besides, there were very few half-elves as far as she knew in the area, making her more of a sore thumb.
Linds casual thoughts her forcible cast away as the wall she had her back against gave such a jerk she was nearly knocked off her seat. Several of the patrons there, though there were already very few, began to yell at the owner in their own drunken stupor about how structurally sound his bar really was. Thank goodness Lind wasn't tipsy herself from her lost drink, or she might have never have gone to investigate.
"What the...?"
This was the last thing she expected to see here. Lind knew she had to be one of the strangest people in Ehsar, but the things she'd just spotted here in Trusar had her beat without much effort.
Her eyes were immediately draw to the two winged creatures as they closed in on the man who'd obviously interrupted Lind's quiet drink. It didn't seem very fair to her, even with the mans impressive looking sword, it was still two against one. Hopefully she could help even that out.
"Oi! Fatheads!"
(Don't you just love her elegant speech? xp )
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:09 pm
[Why yes, yes I do.
And I'm going to draw the fight out just to let some more people join and get into it.]
Jax and Alfo looked at the interrupter. Neither made a move towards her or anything. "Ignore her." Alfo said, as both Dragon's returned their attention to Tamuril. But this little incident was rather a streak of luck for him. Not the fact that he might have someone backing him up but the fact that he regained his poise. It was a good thing to, if those quick attacks kept up he might have been in trouble.
Jax lunged towards Tamuril again. "Using the same trick as before, huh?" Tamuril said with a slight smile. He quickly bent down and raised his sword vertically by his shoulder. Jax's claw hit the side of Tamuril's sword, just as he wanted it to. He pushed forwards with his sword, which glided itself against Jax's claw. Jax pushed himself away to avoid any attack but that's not what Tamuril was going to do. No, instead he kept on going forwards. Towards Alfo.
In a second Tamuril was in front of Alfo. "You have our speed." he said before doing a back flip to avoid Tamuril's attack. His claw went forwards mid-jump and went for Tamuril but he easily deflected it. Jax came back around and tried to body check Tamuril into Alfo but failed. Tamuril had rolled to the left to avoid the attack. Once he got back to his feet he dove forward towards the two.
The fighting continued on amongst the three. The Dragons never got to hit Tamuril and vice-versa. The clashing of his sword and their claws was loud and happened almost every two seconds. One Dragon would try and hit Tamuril, he'd block, counter-attack, have to cancel that attack to block the other Dragons attack, another counter-attack, that gets block, he jumps into the air to avoid another attack, the other two jump up as well, the same battle sequence happens again, they land, Tamuril lunges for a Dragon and begins a sequence of quick attacks, the Dragon narrowly escapes decapitation because of the other dragons help and then it all starts over again. Not particularily in that order, but something like it.
Tamuril finally got the edge though. After a horizontal slice he did the same thing he told his knight during training to do. He quickly got his blade into position and did an uppercut slash against Alfo. This attack hit though. Barely, but Tamuril had nicked the left cheek of Alfo. Tamuril rolled and when he got back to his feet jumped back to beside the newcomer, who was, surprisingly, still there.
Alfo wiped the blood away from his cheek. "Dammit, he's better than I thought. We better start getting serious here." He whispered to Jax, who was now by his companions side.
Tamuril stood up straight and looked over to the woman with a smile. "Hey, thanks for earlier. It was a good thing you distracted them or I might be mince meat right now. Haha."
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 9:38 pm
"Ignore me will they...?"Lind had to admit she was surprised by this turn of events. She dearly hoped that they didn't assume she was not worth the fight due to her being a woman. She'd hate to have to kick their egos in the teeth like that. " Die Wespe der Blauen Lanze. " She muttered under her breath. A shadowy, winged being seemed to melt away from her back, and peeked at Lind's face curiously over her shoulder. No words came from her lips, but her small smile was evident. "I need you to loan me your wings for a bit, Wasp." The figure's smile widened a bit more, happy with the chance to stretch and fight. It quickly retracted in her back, leaving only its wings showing. Lind bent down and lifted a piece of wood off the ground from the shattered wall. With a single flap, Lind was in the air, speeding into the fray. Lind went at them feet first, aiming for Alfo since he was the closest to her. "Don't turn your back on me!" (Here's a picture of Lind with Wasp.) Lind/Wasp
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 8:59 pm
[Lol, Belladandy. domokun ]
Tamuril looked over with one of those "What the...?" face at Lind. She was odd. or maybe she was drunk. Or battle hungry. Or just a woman pissed off. Or all of the above. Tamuril couldn't really tell, honestly. As soon as he had finished talking to her she burst out towards the two Dragons, in an obvious slight rage. Didn't even reply to him! Instead she just dove towards Alfo like some mad mad - mad woman, that is. Oh well, the quicker they got these two done the better. And he wouldn't want to keep Takara worried. Oh jeez, no he wouldn't.
But still, still didn't say hi or anything. "Uhh, screw it." Tamuril said to himself. Well, who else was there to say it to? The two crazy Dragons trying to kill him or the crazy woman trying to kill the Dragons? Honestly! "Pfft." He said, diving forwards. his sword went over his shoulder blade as he went to strike Alfo.
Alfo looked over at the woman from earlier. "Aggression is useless at this point." He said, his powerful wings pulsated and sent his body high into the air. Just from one beat the dirt on the ground had flew into the air. By doing this he also avoided Tamuril. Hitting two birds with one stone, except he wasn't actually hitting anything.
Alfo landed a bit aways back, near Jax. He looked over at the woman now. "What is your goal in attacking us? Or perhaps you're drunk. We do not need unnecessary conflicts here. Please leave." Tamuril was a bit confused at this gesture. Did he not want to kill the woman, just Tamuril? Or perhaps they were ordered to avoid unnecessary casualties for some reason.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 9:27 pm
(He he, caught me. I just like her hair and stuff like that.... sweatdrop )
"I'm sorry." Lind replied,"I very much dislike unfair fights, and you two winged creatures verus one man seems like a rather unfair fight to me. Do not turn your back on me unless you wish to have those wings clipped."
The piece of wood Lind help in her hands began to glow with the same dark light as the creature that had appeared from her back.
"Besides, I'm sure that man there wouldn't mind spreading the fun around. He owes me a new drink ayway." She added, recalling her spilt drink.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 12:06 pm
"I highly doubt any weapon you could conceive could clip these wings. Do not think so highly of yourself, human." Jax responded quickly, before Alfo could. The human was starting to annoy him. An arrogant human claiming their strength once again, just like all the rest. Clip a dragons wings? Ya right. Their wings were stronger than any metal produced by a human. You'd have to carve into their body to take those wings off. Or, if you were fairly strong, pull them off. You'd better be damn lucky to do that against opponents like these, though.
"If it all possible, focus on the man." Alfo telepathically whispered to Jax. The sooner they killed him the sooner they could go back. And once they did kill him there wouldn't be a damn thing the woman could do about their leaving. Plus, they'd have it. If they could even just snatch that up it'd be good to go.
"I see. So that's why tonight." Tamuril thought to himself. "Because emery, the King of Ehsar, is here tonight. This is their chance to get all the stones in one fell swoop. Which would mean there are others... Takara!" He needed to get back. If he was right than Takara was in danger, and not just Takara. Emery and his wife, too.
"Let's get this over with, then." Tamuril said, his sword in front of him as he ran forwards. Jax responded by shooting towards Tamuril, Alfo quickly following. The pair began attacking Tamuril over and over again, just like before.
"I'd like to avoid using it and magic. But if this keeps up..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 6:28 pm
Lind didn't like it, but the two of them were far superior in flying than she was. Hell, those were their wings, hers were only borrowed. But that didn't mean she could do anything to slow them down...
Lind landed on the ground as Wasp became visible to the fighers again, Even though this was a vulnerable position, Wasp was still powerful in such a form.
Wasp seemed to copy Lind's movement exactly, following the girl as she made a motion to suggest she was lifting something heavy.
"Get down!" Lind shouted to Tamuril as she pressed her open palms together. Wasp flapped her wings furiously, kicking up the wind in the alleyway. With some luck, the two of them would have a hard time moving at all without being blwon away. Lind just hoped that other man would move soon, since her control over such powers wasn't the best and he could get blown away too.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 12:23 am
Night had fallen, and after an exhausting day of work, Novikalumus was beginning to fall asleep, when a loud ruckus not far down the street brought him wide awake. He slipped from his straw bed quickly as he could, strapped on his belt, and dashed out the door. He had no time to raise questions or ponder the possibilities of what he was about to see. He didn't even know what was going on, but already the squire felt it was something big, and he was not proven wrong. Coming up alongside his mother's favorite tavern, he saw a large deformation in the wall. Looking toward the street, his heart must have skipped a beat. He blinked repeatedly. There was a man wielding the most beautiful sword Novik had ever gazed upon, and a woman --or was she even human?-- with a small creature protruding from her backside, and it appeared they were in battle against to other men, both of which had large bat-like wings protruding from their backs. And as he came to register all of this, the female unleashed a gale force wind toward her enemies. Utter amazement filled the urchin as he stared at the scene, and wondered if he wasn't still in bed, dreaming all of this. Of course he wasn't, though. He clenched a hand tightly upon the handle of one sword, prepared to draw and charge into the fray, but waited. Now was certainly not the best time to lead an attack, let alone become involved.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 12:16 pm
[Their on the street. domokun ]
Tamuril looked back and heard the woman telling him to get down. It alerted him but also alerted the Dragons as well. That was the problem with giving warnings, the other side heard them as well. The only problem here was that only one Dragon got out of the way when Tamuril did. The other, Alfo, stayed there and waited. Jax had gone after Tamuril and was starting to attack him again.
Alfo's wings expanded and covered Almost the entire street. They went back, and then with tremendous force pumped forwards, sending his own gust of wind. This one gust completely nullified Wasp's, and Alfo wasn't even finished yet. Three more times he did this, the wind moving all sorts of debris that was on or near the street forwards. Not to mention making a loud whistle.
Tamuril continued to battle against Alfo. His eyes noticed a newcomer. It was a little annoying. He knew this would happen too, a bunch of spectators coming to investigate the ruckus. A lot of them would either be half asleep or drunk. How many would recognize their King? he didn't really care. he'd prefer if no others got involved just to ensure no one else got hurt. The woman helping was still a little unsettling.
Alfo now joined Jax in helping to take down Tamuril. Jax landed on the ground and jumped upwards, with the intention of kneeing Tamuril in the face. He quickly dodged but Alfo was then there. His sword cut down and Tamuril was forced to jump back, narrowly avoiding his arm being cut off. his shoulder was sliced though. Nothing major, but blood did begin to gush out.
Tamuril broke away from the two. "Damn." Jax and Alfo gazed at the wound they had inflicted. "Just a matter of time now." Jax said, bending down into an offensive stance. Alfo was smarter, not keeping an eye on the woman from before. If she tried anything he'd know of it.
[Just say when you want to move on. 3nodding ]
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:57 pm
{{They're. ;D}}
Ugh.
Where in the world was that man?
Takara released a sigh as she shook her head, following my her fingernails rapping against the rail in front of her.
Knowing Tamuril he was off doing something reckless. Probably about to do something stupid.... Takara let out another sigh before turning around and walking back inside, her hair trailing after her. She sat down on the bed, looking at the empty side where Tamuril normally slept. They had never officially declared who slept on what side, but Tamuril always slept on the left side of the bed and she on the right. It was something that had formed out of its own. Strangely enough: whenever they slept in a bed other than this one Takara slept on the left side of the bed and Tamuril on the other.
But right now the left side of the bed looked irritatingly empty. Takara's hand gently brushed over the blanket, her icy orbs lowering before they traveled over to the door.
Well... she could always stay up until he came. She wouldn't be able to sleep until he returned.
Hopefully he arrived soon. There was something completely wrong with the sky that was setting Takara off. After some staring out of the window and seeing no stars, she finally called for Eveel. The tiny dragon zoomed in through the balcony door, landing on her shoulders and cuddling up against her affectionately. "Mooommy!" Eveel squealed, rubbing his neck up against hers. Takara chuckled in return, touching his sleek scales with delicate fingers. "Daddy's gone, Mommy!"
"I know." She answered, picking him up and holding him out in front of her. "Eveel, do you feel like flying tonight?" He nodded eagerly and immediately started bouncing around the room, his talons clicking against the marble floor. He let out a: "wheeee!" before going to the balcony. He suddenly began growing, taking up a good size of the entire balcony. Takara tightened her robe before walking up onto him and sitting on the top of his back. He jumped off the the floor, spread his wings open, and flew up towards the sky. As he flew he continued growing until he reached and incredible size. "Fly up towards the sky, Eveel. There's something wrong with it." He snorted in agreement before heading up higher, the land below growing smaller.
"It reminds me." A deep throated growl came from his throat as they continued to travel farther into the sky. Every time he grew to his true size, a different personality seemed to come from the dragon. "I do not know... of what... but it makes me feel as if I should be remembering something."
"Strange." Takara replied, her voice slowing off towards the end as something tingled at her senses. She glanced down below, frowning to herself.
"I think that I feel it too. I'll move away from the city in case we fall."
Takara made no sound of approval as they straitened their course and flew out of the range of the city. Once out they began their flight upwards. Then Takara felt it: barrier. Eveel hissed before he quickly dove down, narrowly escaping the shield. Takara felt sensation ripple through her body as a stray hair barely touched the edges of whatever was there. She sucked in air as she felt her insides jolt, followed by a strange ringing in her ears. Eveel snapped once at the sky before going back to where the city was. When they reached it they landed on one of the long, flat roofs, a few of the guards waving at Eveel as they saw him flying above them. Takara slipped off of Eveel and he quickly shrank back to his travel pack size, and then hopped onto Takara's shoulders. Takara opened her mouth to say something but stopped when something trickled at her spine. Her eyes flickered side to side, and she quickly found that she was not alone.
"Merely because I am the queen does not mean that I will not be able to harm you. People call me the queen of ice for a reason."
"Give us the wind diamond."
"No."
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