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 Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 6:43 pm
From Darkness to Light
A onexone roleplay;
ElfxDrow
The Drow and The Elves have been at war for over one thousand years. Both the Drow and The Elves are ruled over by power-hungry kings; either are willing to do whatever it takes to conquer the other. While the Elves protect Light and the Drow protect Dark, each ruler feels the need to conquer the other so their species can rule the forest they each inhabit. There are three classes of each species; Civilian (no warrior training, just lives in the settlement), Warrior (has training in fighting with all swords and bow and arrow, and also hand to hand combat), and Royalty (obvious: Part of the royal family).
The Elven tribe inhabits the Northern part of the forest; the part that gets the most sun and is less densely populated by large trees. The Drow tribe lives in the southern half; it has many rivers and streams, and it has many large trees to block out the sunlight. There is a large river that separates the two halves.
In this RP, your tribe (either Drow or Elf, it doesn`t matter to me), has captured one of the enemies most admirable warriors. She has never harmed one of your kind without reason, however. She refuses to injure anyone who she feels does not deserve it. You must take a role in her life, either as a Civilian, Warrior, or Royal family member.
Notice how I said she. You will be playing a male character if all goes well, hehe. Follow the rules set forth by Gaia and by the beloved creator of this guild. If you wish to join, PM me a basic profile skeleton (username, character name, age, race, role in your tribe, personality, bio, or anything else you can think of) and we`ll set something up. Just in case you don`t care which character you`d like to play, I do prefer the Elf over the Drow, but that`s up to you. If you`re unsure of what and Elf or a Drow is, feel free to PM with that question or any other. Hope to hear from someone soon!
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 7:43 pm
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
Anwen sat in the dimly lit cell that held her away from the world. She had been trapped in this cage for three days now, with no contact with the outside world. No one from her tribe had contacted her through bird calls yet, which alarmed her. Usually her fellow Elven kin would`ve sent out a search party at least by now, but nothing had come in that capacity. The only thing that gave her hope for escape was the fact that she was smarter than the Drow guarding her cell.
She stuck her hand out lazily from the cell, leaning against the bars with her chest. She had no shame when it came to using feminine charms; it was kill or be killed in these times. The guard noticed almost immediately, and when she made the 'come here' motion with her index finger, the guard all-too-happily obliged. Anwen smiled seductively as he sauntered over.
"Hey there handsome," she started, leaning even more into the bars, "I`m feelin` a little lonely. Why don`t you join me?" she asked, eyes all innocence while her body language dripped with intimacy. The guard raised one eyebrow in suspicion, but one look at Anwen would`ve fooled any man. The guard unlock the door and stepped inside, then closing and locking it again behind him. As he reached for Anwen`s hips, Anwen high-kicked. The guard absorbed the blow with his forehead... And then fell over. Checking for a pulse, Anwen found that he was merely unconscious.
"Sleep tight," she whispered, kissing him on the forehead, right where she had kicked him. She retrieved the keys off of his body and found her personal belongings on a nearby shelf. She placed her knife in her boot, sheathed long sword around her waist, and bow and arrow on her back. She quietly opened the door to the jail, hoping to remain unnoticed.
"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 7:57 pm
 Tired of trying, tired of crying, yeah, I'm smiling, but on the inside, I'm dying.a m e l i a m i r a g e h a r t t h e s m i l i n g m u r d e r e r"Mommy and Daddy... I got scared... They got dead."✁-----------❤-------------- Cut Along The Dotted Line. And would you believe me if I told you... Mirage skipped her way to the dungeon where the prisoner was to be kept, saying hi to the Drows she saw. Most of them didn't like her due to the fact that she was an Elf, yet Mirage still found it more polite to say hi rather than to just treat them the way she was treated herself. Mirage's bow and quiver were bouncing around behind her. She was making all sorts of noises on her way there from her hut. "Hello killer." One of the drunk men jeered as Mirage passed by.
"Hello!" Mirage exclaimed politely.
No one doubted that Mirage could take them down, but all of them still hated her with almost every fiber of their being, for the sole fact that Mirage was an Elf. If the Drow were to come into a full scale war, and only one lay standing, they all knew it would be Mirage. There was no doubt, but then again, this new prisoner could be a challenge for Mirage no matter how much confidence everyone had for her.
Mirage weaved passed the weeping willow trees. Now, she was only a minute away from the dungeon. Mirage abruptly stopped, the wind buffeted her blue hair, the leaves rustled, and it was as if the world was on pause. Drew her bow and a long, poison tipped arrow from her intricately designed quiver as she motioned closer to the dungeon door. It wasn't only the fact that she couldn't hear the guard snoring like usual that tipped Mirage that something was wrong, but it was the fact that Mirage had a sense for these types of things a sort of sixth sense. Mirage readied her bow at the door and waited for the enemy to open it."To pay for my transgressions, despite my elf race, I have become a warrior of the Drow." that behind that smile, is a heart you can never fix?
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 10:51 am
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
As Anwen heard the door open slightly, she pulled her bow off of her back and placed an arrow on it. She had come into the jail cell blind folded, so she knew not if there were any more guards outside the door. She used her toes to nudge the door open the rest of the way. As it opened, she saw another Elf standing there... With an arrow at the ready. She jumped behind the wall on the other side of the door, hoping to avoid being hit.
"Do not shoot!" she called, hoping that the other Elf would hear her and recognize her. It struck Anwen that she could not recognize the young woman who had her arrow pointed at her so readily. She knew nearly everyone in her tribe, and yet she had never seen this face before. She pondered the possibilities as she drew back her own arrow, ready to take aim if the other Elf so chose to do the same.
"Hold your fire, we are of the same ancestry," Anwen said. What she didn`t know, apparently, was that the other Elf had known who she had drawn her arrow for. She knew who her target was to be before Anwen had even opened the door. What Anwen didn`t know was that the young Elven lady that faced her was none other than the smiling murderer.
"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 11:06 am
Tired of trying, tired of crying, yeah, I'm smiling, but on the inside, I'm dying.a m e l i a m i r a g e h a r t t h e s m i l i n g m u r d e r e r"Mommy and Daddy... I got scared... They got dead."✁-----------❤-------------- Cut Along The Dotted Line. And would you believe me if I told you... Mirage's smile grew almost to a sociopathic level. "Ancestry means nothing to me. You are an Elf? No, from now on, you are a prisoner." The words glided of her lips as they were spoken with the slightest happiness.
Mirage was kind of glad that the Drow captured a warrior, it could help Mirage's technique and it would teach her how Elves are supposed to behave. Mirage did not lower her bow. She was the Smiling Murderer after all, she would soon die before she ever gave up. Mirage couldn't see the Elf from where she was, but the glimpse she caught of the prisoner, Mirage could tell that she was beautiful, like most Elves were. Only few Drows were as nice looking.
Mirage spoke with her broad smile, "Step beck into your cage and I won't call for help. As soon as I do, you'll be beaten close to death. We can't just let you escape at let every Elf know where the Drow's main hide out is. Now can we?" Mirage's voice was tipped with a mixture of pleasure and poison.
Mirage knew that that was not the only reason she wanted to keep the little Elf here in Drow territory. She knew that deep down she also wanted revenge for her banishment, but Mirage knew that the only thing that could satisfy her vengeance would be to beat this prisoner in a duel fair and square one on one. Though, that's just not as easy as it seemed either, for everyone knew that Elves could run and run faster than any other creature. Yes, Drows had their advantages, but for the Elves they had an upper hand at speed. If Mirage just came out and tried to duel this elf, she could just turn and run home. Though if the elf had a reason to fight Mirage, she wouldn't run. That, for now, was the only plan Mirage could think of."To pay for my transgressions, despite my elf race, I have become a warrior of the Drow." that behind that smile, is a heart you can never fix?
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:10 pm
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
Just then, it hit Anwen. This young woman was the smiling murderer, and no one other than her. She had heard stories about this one. About how she had blacked out and killed her parents. About how the Drow had taken her in, and how she was always smiling. Anwen grew angry. How could this girl betray her ancestors like she had? How could she run from such a horrid deed? Surely the Elven courts would`ve understood her situation, especially at her age.
"I am no one`s prisoner!" Anwen yelled, firing an arrow at the girl. As she took another and placed in on her bow, she stood ready for combat. She was not going to be taken down so easily. "Let me go free or perish," she called, her voice dripping with angry venom.
She could feel her body and mind sinking into the fighting state. Her muscles loosened, ready for dodging blows. Her eyes were now calculating all the ways she could escape here. She could let fly another arrow and run while the smiling murderer was distracted. She could throw a knife and do the same. But Anwen didn`t want to run. She wanted to face this elf in battle, whether it meant her death or the others. She had never faced an opponent that she felt did not deserve what they had coming to them, and if the other elf fired back, then there was her cause. She bit her bottom lip and prepared to engage the enemy.
"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:31 pm
Tired of trying, tired of crying, yeah, I'm smiling, but on the inside, I'm dying.a m e l i a m i r a g e h a r t t h e s m i l i n g m u r d e r e r"Mommy and Daddy... I got scared... They got dead."✁-----------❤-------------- Cut Along The Dotted Line. And would you believe me if I told you... Mirage made a move to dodge the arrow, but it was so unexpected that it skimmed just off the top of Mirage's shoulder, tearing a slit into her garment. Mirage had no reason to fight her blindly just yet. She wanted to get to know her enemy. She wanted to have the satisfaction of killing her prey and knowing everything about her. It would just add to the accomplishment of getting her revenge. The only other reason Mirage couldn't have fought this elf and won, was due to the fact that this elf knew her. Not just heard her nick name, but heard what she has done and what she was capable of doing when she was at such a young age. Mirage knew nothing of this elf, not even her name. All Mirage had called her was Prisoner and Elf. Mirage had no advantages and her opponent and far more than she did. Mirage was never reckless, she knew when to back down, when not to fight. Mirage sounded her crow call and 3 Drows came, scowled at both the prisoner and Mirage. "Have mercy on she, we have not gained any intelligence yet, do not kill her." MIrage ordered the men. They were dressed in light armor, tough leather garments which Mirage had so foolishly forgot to equip this morning. The 3 Drows, Mirage could tell, didn't like taking orders from her, but reluctantly made their advance on her. Two had their bows and arrows ready to shoot as the other one had his knife drawn. Mirage just stood behind them all, her own bow and arrow drawn and ready to shoot as soon as the first man fell and gave her an open shot for the elf's leg."To pay for my transgressions, despite my elf race, I have become a warrior of the Drow." that behind that smile, is a heart you can never fix?
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 3:28 pm
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
Anwen shot her next arrow, aiming for one of the Drow with a bow. She took another arrow and fired yet again, her movements blurred. She aimed it at the second Drow archer and let the arrow fly. She reached for her sword at her hips now, ready to kill the next thing that stood in her way of escape. Anwen stepped out of the doorway then, making a running charge for the Drow with the drawn knife. She slew him easily enough, her superior Elven speed unmatched by the Drow`s speed.
It was then that she turned and noticed that the Smiling Murderer had her bow drawn back, ready to shoot at her. She held her sword at the ready, hoping to dodge the arrow that was likely to be fired at her. She was in the open now; she had nothing to defend herself with. Anwen could`ve turned and run off into the forest, but then the likelihood of being pierced by the arrow would be twice as great. So she stood her ground, body tense as she awaited the opposing Elf's attack.
"It doesn`t have to be like this," Anwen said, her voice still angry. Her trained eyes were slits, narrowed in upon the tip of the arrow, waiting for it to rocket towards her. "You could return with me. I wouldn`t tell a soul who you are, because I know. It needn`t be this way," she said, her icy tone relaxing a bit. Though her body stayed tense and eyes trained to the opponent`s weapon, she could not help but feel off. She had never faced another Elf before. She felt wrong, somehow.
"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 3:41 pm
Tired of trying, tired of crying, yeah, I'm smiling, but on the inside, I'm dying.a m e l i a m i r a g e h a r t t h e s m i l i n g m u r d e r e r"Mommy and Daddy... I got scared... They got dead."✁-----------❤-------------- Cut Along The Dotted Line. And would you believe me if I told you... Mirage didn't lower her arrow. She was ready to put her bowman expertise to one of her own race, show the Drows that were alive, how much better than most she was. Mirage knew that this elf could probably dodge if she shot, but considering the fact that this elf was trying to bargain with her, Mirage could do some damage with the upper hand. "The council will know me, and I highly doubt they'd let me in. I'm fighting against the Elves, do you not understand?" Mirage's voice was stern, but the smile soon returned "I would like you to get back into your cage now, trust me, we are an even match and we would most likely cripple ourselves as an optimistic result of our fight."Mirage's body was steadily aimed for the Elf. Mirage wasn't lying. To beat this Elf she would need to train more and more. Mirage felt sort of empowered for fighting one of her own race like this. Yes, she's fought and killed many elves, but this is the first she's ever fought one alone. No one else would be a match for her, yet how the hell did they even capture her in the first place, her speed was blinding."To pay for my transgressions, despite my elf race, I have become a warrior of the Drow." that behind that smile, is a heart you can never fix?
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Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2010 12:04 pm
~ A N W E N ~
~ .:Elven Guardian of the Light:. ~
Anwen looked at her Elven opponent. "It`s worth a try. They would consider forgiving you if you let me go free," she said, her eyes never leaving the Smiling Murderer. "Because there`s no way that I am returning to your prisons. And as for standing down, I will not. I`ll fight you until my death if I must, as much as I wish it otherwise," she added. She was preparing herself for battle now, both mentally and physically. She knew that if she did face this young woman, that she would suffer harsh physical pain. But then again, she considered, so would her enemy.
Anwen crouched a bit, ready to run or charge if need be. The last thing she wanted to do was face this Elf; She could tell that she was well-trained. She would`ve been a valuable asset to the Elven clan.
"No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
No one else will ƒ ι g н т !
So I м u s т ƒ ι g н т."
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 8:46 am
[[Ahaha... I have writer's block I have NO idea what to reply to that xD Sorry ^^;; ]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 9:03 am
Synthetic Tranquility [[Ahaha... I have writer's block I have NO idea what to reply to that xD Sorry ^^;; ]] Haha, I did too with my last post! Oh jeez.
^.^;;
It`s fine, now we just need to figure out what to do!
xD
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 9:09 am
iSlapZombies Synthetic Tranquility [[Ahaha... I have writer's block I have NO idea what to reply to that xD Sorry ^^;; ]] Haha, I did too with my last post! Oh jeez.
^.^;;
It`s fine, now we just need to figure out what to do!
xD Haha we can make it so that Mirage's reinforcements take down Anwen from behind? Then every day after that Mirage visits her and they grow to become friends? Then we can go off of that?
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:17 pm
Synthetic Tranquility iSlapZombies Synthetic Tranquility [[Ahaha... I have writer's block I have NO idea what to reply to that xD Sorry ^^;; ]] Haha, I did too with my last post! Oh jeez.
^.^;;
It`s fine, now we just need to figure out what to do!
xD Haha we can make it so that Mirage's reinforcements take down Anwen from behind? Then every day after that Mirage visits her and they grow to become friends? Then we can go off of that? Sounds perfect to me
^.^
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:35 pm
Tired of trying, tired of crying, yeah, I'm smiling, but on the inside, I'm dying.a m e l i a m i r a g e h a r t t h e s m i l i n g m u r d e r e r"Mommy and Daddy... I got scared... They got dead."✁-----------❤-------------- Cut Along The Dotted Line. And would you believe me if I told you... Just as Mirage lowered her bow, three Drows dropped down from the ceiling hatch and disarmed the Elf from behind. They held her limbs and disarmed the rest of her. "By the way, I didn't catch your name." Mirage stated cheerfully. "I'm sure you don't want to be just referred to as 'prisoner' do you?"[[Sorry it's such a short post ^^;; ]] "To pay for my transgressions, despite my elf race, I have become a warrior of the Drow." that behind that smile, is a heart you can never fix?
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