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 Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 12:03 am
Welcome. Pull up a chair, gather 'round and hear the story of a war long past. The sky was clear that day. The birds were singing and the sun was shining. That's when the people of the land of Benector saw something odd in the distance. It was like a flash of dark clouds that covered the sky, they spread outwards from the area and then a phoenix was seen in the air. Phoenixes were generally supposed as ill omens. Many did not believe that anyone had seen a phoenix, but, phoenix or no, dark times were upon the land of Benector, dark enough to spread across the surface of the planet. A war was stirring in the darkness of another realm. Dark forces gathered, an army was ordered, and an entire planet worth of evil gathered before a portal. Awaiting it's opening. But I leap ahead of myself let us go back, to a plan in motion, and a half-elven mage in a pub finishing his act.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:22 pm
Fixed up by ShadowsShadow Table of Contents
1: Story
2: Table of Contents
3: Profile Setup
4: Characters
5: Rules
6: Updates
7: Map and Town/Place/Army Descriptions
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:24 pm
SolVak: Now, who wants to make War?
Do character profiles as follows please. If you think you can 1-up it, go for it. But those are the details I would like. Send any and all profiles to either ShadowsShadow or SolVak.
Note: Things inside Brackets and the brackets themselves][should be deleted before sending the profile. Failure to remove them will result in an immediate strike against your name.
Gaia name
[Humfry B. Bear]
Character name
[Steve Willis]
Pronunciation
[St-eev Wil-is]
Age
[423]
Appears to be
[12]
Race
[Elf/Demon/Dessert]
Species
[Drow/Hatred-Demon/Cheesecake]
Height
9'6
Weight
512 Pounds
Class
[Mage/Warrior/Dessert-Fork]
Gender
[Asexual]
Appearance
[Steve looks a lot like a giant pile of oozing goop. His hair is slicked back to look much like Elvis' He has purple eyes, white hair, a yellow smile, he wears a red shirt and white briefs, his sword sheath diagonally across his back, and a quiver underneath his armpit, he doesn't actually use archery, but he likes how the quiver feels under his armpit.]
Pets/Companions
[A squid named "Myrtle"]
Pets'/Companions' Abilities
[Myrtle can shoot ink balls at people.]
Alignment
[Good, Evil, Neutral. Choose one.]
Personality
[Steve is pretty easy going. He'll often be seen oozing underneath a tree and discovering the meaning of life by hitting gnats with a stick.]
History
[Steve was born an alcoholic, his mother threw him out a window and he landed on top of a really fat guy, being absorbed by the fat guy Steve rose to the top of the fat guy's head and his brain kicked the fat guy's brain, but Steve could no longer resist the sudden urge to invent... Pastry treats.]
Visible weapons/details or abilities of there own
[Steve wears a broadsword sheathed across his back, it holds the ability to destroy the human race, if only one could figure out the puzzle built into the hilt. A puzzle known only by the sword's previous owner's name. Rubik... The cube of Rubik is covered on all 6 sides by nine squares. And there are 9 squares of 6 colors gathered in different places on the Cube of Rubik.]
Known spells/powers and effects
[Steve can shoot laser beams from his eyeballs. Unfortunately, this has caused him to require corrective lenses as the laser beams he shoots frequently seem to do their own form of laser eye surgery.]
Backpack items/pocketed items and effect
[Steve has 3 cents and a ball of lint he keeps inside his pocket, and a small self-refrigerating drink in his backpack.]
Items of Importance/Description
[Steve wears one of two Wonder Twins rings. Hoping some day to meet a girl who held the other half so they may join their powers and take form of an eagle and a bucket of water.]
Small Blurb of your capability
[Steve swings the quiver underneath his armpit up and it connects squarely with the guard's chin. The guard slides backwards across the ground and Steve grins as he continues along his way. "Never hold a man back from a stash of pie..."(Note: It doesn't necessarily have to be a combat situation.)]
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:27 pm
SolVak, ShadowsShadowFirefairy232Characters allowed to postSol'Vak Gaia name SolVak Character name Sol'Vak (Big difference, huh? I swear, I was Made to play this part.) Pronunciation Sohl-Vack Age 21 Appears to be 21 Race Human/Elven Species Caucasian, High-Elf Height 6'3 Weight 175 Lbs. Class Runite Mage/Thief Gender Male Appearance Concealed in a dark hooded Cloak, Sol'Vak is not easily visible, without the cloak however he is a tall, humanoid with elven ears, green eyes, and brown hair a white gray tunic and black trousers. Pets/Companions A Phoenix named "Karee" Pets'/Companions' Abilities She's a phoenix, what abilities d'you Expect her to have? AlignmentChaotic-Neutral Personality Outgoing, Flirtatious, Drunkard, Thief, Scoundrel, Tends to show off, especially for females. History Sol'Vak was raised up until he was 5 by his mother, his father (A high elf on The Council of Elves) Was executed for marrying a Peasantry Woman, Sol'Vak and his mother were on the run ever since, after the Elven Guard caught up with Sol'Vak and his mother, she was pulled away, likely also executed, Sol'Vak never saw her again, until he was 12 he lived on the streets, picking pockets and the sort to stay alive. When he turned 12 he decided to find his fortune out among the world and began travelling, he discovered the ability to control runite magic at the Guild of Magic, he decided to stay and learn what he could. After 6 years at the Guild of Magic he was inducted into the Thieves' Guild by a childhood friend. A Mage/Thief combo, he soon gained respect and notoriety in the lands near the Thieves' Guild. He settled down with a woman and bore twins, a male and a female, the wife was killed and the children were kidnapped in a skirmish with vampires in a wooded glade. Visible weapons/details or abilities of there own None. Known spells/powers and effects Smokeforming, Fire-based magic, Water-based Magic, Earth-based Magic, Air-based Magic, Nature-based Magic, Very little Summons Magic, Illusional Magic. Backpack items/pocketed items and effect A pouch of Runes hidden on his person. Items of Importance/Description Demonic "Dagger of Rage" Red Zig-zagging blade with a leather hilt, this weapon is said to bring out great power, but great anger, in the wielder. (Stolen from a demonic power.) Enchanted Dagger, looks normal except for several gems in the pommel, enchanted with "The Spell of Thieves" it was an Anniversary gift from his Wife. (Prized Greatly.) Small Blurb of Your Capability Sol'Vak looked about in the darkness Where am I? He attempted to raise his arms and found them shackled to the floor, his legs as well, leaving him in a kneeling position shackled to the wooden floor. he shook his head and could hear the rush of the ocean, seeing a light approaching he looked up and saw an elf holding a torch, her curvacious features outlined clearly in her uniform he could now see by torch-light that he was shackled to the floorboards of a boat, looking to the elf questioningly she tutted and said 'So surprised are we little Solvy? You thought you could run forever, didn't you? A pity you're a traitor, you have such a pretty little face.' Sol'Vak budged at his shackles again, getting desperate he looked at her and pleaded "Please, you have no idea what they'll do to me when I get back there." She shrugged 'I don't really care, the price on your head is more than worth listening to your sniveling.' Sol'Vak moved and shook trying to get loose of the shackles but found it useless, then, thinking, he snapped his fingers, but nothing happened, he looked back up to the elf and she held out a pouch that clinked with the sounds of stones inside. 'Oh, looking for your precious bag of runes? I don't think you'll be getting out of this one.' Sol'Vak cried out to the sky. Snapping out of sleep Sol'Vak sits up with a cold sweat, "Just... A dream... That's all it was m'boy, Just a dream." Firefairy232 Gaia name Firefairy232 Character name Flint Pronunciation " Flint " is only one syllable. I certainly hope you can figure out how it is pronounced. Age 20 Appears to be 20 Race Human/Demon Species Caucasian/Demon Mage Height 5'9" Weight 120lbs Class Telepath/Assassin/Lightning and Telekinetic mage Gender Female Appearance Flint is lean, yet muscular. With sharp facial features, nicely tanned skin and piercing purple eyes that, when Flint is angered, seem to spark and their intensity could burn through glass. Her hair is dark purple in color and hangs loose at about waist-length. Flint's clothing consists of a black, strapless, leather dress that hugs her figure and hangs down to about mid-thigh, leaving only a small gap between them and her black leather boots that come up to just past her knees. Flints hands and arms are adorned with gloves made of the same black leather and cover her arms until just above the elbow. Pets/Companions An overly large Demon Wolf called Stonefire. Pets'/Companions' Abilities Stonefire has Telepathic abilities, along with some Telekineses and control of a dark magic that even Flint doesn’t fully understand yet. He is also much stronger than an ordinary wolf and his senses are magnified. Alignment Chaotic/Nuetral Personality Flint is quick-witted, creative, passionate, outgoing, slightly sadistic and has some minor anger managment issues that make it wise to avoid provoking her, unless of course, you have limbs to spare. History Flint was raised mostly by her half-demon Mage Mother, Mavall, who had much of the same abilities Flint does with the diffifering factor being that, Mavall was lacking in the ability to manipulate lightning. Flint recieved all of her training in fighting and Magic from her mother, with the exception of manipulating lightning, that she had to learn on her own and found that it was quite a troublsome task. The identity of Flint's father is unknown, at least to her, though her Mavall would often hint that she knew and didn’t believe it was right time for Flint to recieve that piece of information. Flint has many theories as to who and what he was, though she only has one certainty, he was at least partcially of Demonic blood. Mavall was a very beautiful woman. Tall and lean, with flawless pale skin and jaw length stark white hair that hung straight about her face. She had a certain serenity and calm about her that Flint always envied, being of a firey nature herself. Mavall was also very cold for the most part, hiding all pain or fear that she may have had and rarely showing more than the obligated love and kindness that all mothers must have to her daughter. She did, however, have her moments of affection and as Flint got older, it became obvious to her that her Mother had, at the very least, a good deal of pride in her. The two lived alone, traveling the roads and moving from camps to Inns depending on how much work Mavall could find at the time. That work mostly consisted of long nights alone with various men who would pay for her... Services. And though she was never allowed near the men or the place where they were preformed, Flint soon figured out just what those services were. She would often inquire as to why she and her Mother were always on the run, but Mavall refused to answer. Telling her simply that she had no need to know. And so it went, until one day, just after Flint's eighth birthday. A group of 10 drunken bandits raided their camp in search of “Service” from Mavall and to buy her child as a traveling slave. After being refused multiple times, they finally got angry and attacked. A long battle ensued and half of the men found themselves either dead or soon to be so. Mavall was losing ground fast and beginning to exaust her last reserves of energy. She ordered Flint to flee and take the staff that Flint had trained with for so long, telling her to be safe and to never look back. And so Flint ran. Long and hard, not stopping until she finally collapsed from grief and exhaustion. When she awoke she found a large grey wolf-pup lying next to her. But he was not just any wolf and she soon found herself able to understand him. Through both thoughts and vocals. And so began her days with Stonefire. The two traveled for many years. Touching almost every city, town and villiage upon their great countryside. Visible weapons/details or abilities of their own Flint has a long staff made of steel with an elongated teardrop shaped blade on the end with a small black and purple stone set into the middle of the teardrop. Known spells/powers and effects Flint can manipulate lightning, using it and it’s effects to eliminate her opposition. Her other skills include regular spells, telekinesis, telepathic communication and senses, and the ability to read thoughts when necessary. Backpack items/pocketed items and effect None Items of Importance/Description None Small Blurb of your capability Flint slams her empty glass down on the counter of the bar and spins around to face the man behind her, purple eyes sparking with nothing short of pure, untamed rage. “ What did you just say to me? I’m afraid I may not have heard you correctly. Would you care to repeat it?” Her voice is dark and just barely controlled, making it quite clear that she would enjoy nothing more than to tear out the man’s spine and choke him with it. The fellow sputters nervously and takes a clumsy step backwards, unable to find his tongue and get it in order. Flint grins savagely, gathering a few crackling sparks of lightning around her fingers and a look of terror creeps across the man’s features. “ Very well then. I hope for your sake, that you are very drunk because you will not wish to remember this night. ” She flings the sparks at him and then draws one of her hands as they lance across his face, burning through the flesh and blinding him. He lets out a yell and stumbles backwards, panicking as he realizes he has lost his sight. Flint takes advantage of this and lungesat him, bringing her staff up in a slice the takes him right in between his legs. The man’s face twists in agony before going blank completely as he loses consiousness and falls to the floor with a small puddle of blood spilling out around the wound. Flint grins malicously and the small crowd of people that had gathered to watch suddenly find other places they have to be. Flint seats herself back at the bar and waves at the now terrified looking Barkeep. " Fetch me another drink! And be quick about it! " ShadowsShadow Gaia name ShadowsShadow Character name Wolf/Fire/Wind/Earth/??? Pronunciation Sound em out... Age We're not really sure.. Appears to be 16 or so. Race Unknown... For now... Species Unknown Weight 170lbs. Class Elemental mage/differing minors Gender Male Appearance Wolf stands at about 5'6" and is of a lean, firm build. He usualy wears a simple tunic and trousers set, although he has been know to adapt to the situation when needed. His hair is a brown color, the tips being a bright blue color. A pair of wolf ears stick up from the top of his head, along with a somewhat fluffy wolf's tail waving about behind him. Both are furred to match his hair. There are only minor diffrences between the four. Pets/Companions None Pets'/Companions' Abilities None Alignment Neutral Good/Chaotic Evil/Chaotic Neutral/ Lawful Good Personality Wolf is fun loving, his general atitude is one of going with the flow. He is somewhat of a flirt, resulting in the on and off-ness of his relationship with Jessica. / Fire is best described as volatile. He doesn't tolerate obstacles, even if they happen to be his best friends. When not in a blinding rage, Fire is somewhat standoffish with his friends, not being much of a socal person. With his eneimes, he can only be described as evil, enjoying making them squirm under a barrage of words before tearing into them. / Wind is well known to be very child-like, seeing everything as a game. He has a somewhat squed idea of the world, seeing almost everything and anyone as a friend, even a slovering monster. Wind is, in some cases, more dangrous than even Fire, having no concept of danger or of his own ablity to harm others... / Earth is the wisest of the four, knowing much and telling much. He has a calm demenor, prefering to try to talk his way out of a fight, rather than fighting it. Prefering silence and peace, Earth is somewhat uncomfortable with people he doesn't know, but is always willing to lend a helping hand where he can. History Wolf left the home of the monk who had found and raised him at age sixteen, setting out to see the world. During one of his travels a strange thing occured, in the presence of a powerful sword of fire, Wolf's personality took a drastic change, as did his appearence and ablities. He became hot tempered, reckless and, some would say, borderline evil! "Fire" rampaged around a bit before cooling off into Wolf once again. Since that time, however, Wolf has harbored four seperate personalitys, his own, as well as those of "Fire", "Wind" and "Earth"... Visible weapons/details or abilities of there own A small sword. / Claws. / None. / None. Known spells/powers and effects Control over Water, ice other such things. / Control over fire and heat. / Control over air and wind. / Control over earth and stones. Backpack items/pocketed items and effect None Items of Importance/Description Three canteens on his belt, one containing regular water, one containing holy water, and one containing an unknown liquid. Small Blurb of your capability Wolf sat back against the tree, his head bowed down to his chest. What a day it had been, perhaps too long for his liking. Something was going down, he could tell that much, a feeling in the pit of his stomach, that and the fact that he had seen Karee flying off into the distance.. Sol'Vak never left a party early... "Well," he muttered, "I'm sure he'll get me if it's too big..." Little did he know....
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:28 pm
SolVak
Character positions to be filled.
Bad Guys
Lord Liarzax - Chade_Fallstar
Lieutenant Sol'Vak - SolVak
Demonic Characters -
Flint - Firefairy232
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Good Guys
Commander Wolf - ShadowsShadow
Heroes -
Shantred Tyrael Ametsu - LordChao
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:29 pm
ShadowsShadow
Rules!
1. No god-modding/Autohits
2. This is a Semi-lit Rp, behave as such.
3. No one-liners, writer's block is ok, just give us a good excuse in the post...
4. No moving across the span of the world in two seconds....
5. Obey Gaia TOS.
6. Since this will be war, i would like all caracters to be at least over 18... although i notice the most youthfull participant is only 16, i will allow it, But i want all future characters be 18+
7. Romance is allowed, but discouraged, it's a war people! now, i hold nothing against romance, and its fine but fighting is more welcome and even encouraged in some situations. Just remember the gaian TOS, Cybering will get you banned, kicked, Posibly reported and further more the guild itself in trouble, if u wana get hot and heavy then take it to PM's and continue in the RP after uve finished in the PM's...
8. Autohits are not allowed on player-controlled NPCs. Demonic soldiers, commanded city guards. Etc.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:31 pm
ShadowsShadow
Updates
Section - By - Notes
Rules - Chade Fallstar - Just altered rule 6 to be rule 7 now, and added a new rule 6 to do with age groups.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:32 pm
ShadowsShadow, SolVak A big shout out to AK, for helping me finish! Army positions will be tracked throuout the RP. Town/Place Descriptions The CapitalCurrent living Human Forces: 3000 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Good Description: The Capital never really got a name, people just started gathering at the spot. Most likely the largest city in the kingdom, The Capital has busy markets, quiet residental districts, barracks, churches and of course, the royal palace. The Portal IslandCurrent Living Human Forces: 0 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Evil Description: The Portral Island is well known as a place of evil among the people of nearby towns. Thought to be the birthing point of a demon invasion long ago, the area grows little to no life and is shuned as cursed. Veegas (Vee-gis) Current Living Human Forces: Anywhere from 1000 to 5000. Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Good Description: Best known as the city that never sleeps, Veegas is a hive of gambling dens, drinking houses, whore houses and other such debase establishments. It is also one of the most popular places in the world, famed for it's entertainment and free spirit, as the local saying goes, "Anything that happens in Veegas, remains in Veegas." Raseal (Ra-see-ell) Current Living Human Forces: 0 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Destroyed Description: Watched over and run by Duke Rasolan, this town was the well known final stopover on the road to Veegas from the northern parts of the world. It was the first stop on demon general Sol'Vak's rampage of distruction and was totaly obliterated. Patrina (Pa-tree-nah) Current Living Human Forces: 0 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Destroyed Description: A small town, known best for the seemingly endless supply of lumber attained from the small patch of forest to the north of it's walls. None are quite sure how so much wood grows back, but few have the care to ask, simply enjoying the cheap lumber. Meribia (Mer-ih-bee-ahh) Current Living Human Forces: 0 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Destroyed Description: Mostly out of the way of main traffic, the town of Meribia's main feature is it's wonderful chruch to the gods. Rumored to have once been visited by a god of the greater circle, the place is often visited by those on pilgrmages. It is also visited my many an adventurer, seaking the fabled treasure said to be hidden within the town's borders.. Camogli (Cam-og-ly) Current Living Human Forces: 296 Current Living Demon Forces: 17 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Under Attack Description: Camogli is a fishshing town, small in size but mighty in skill. This small place brings in about a quarter of the fish supplied to the entire kingdom. Many attribute this success to the long standing alliance with Luca, a fact that may, or may not, be true. Estanas (Ess-tah-nahss) Current Living Human Forces: 0 Current Living Demon Forces: 450 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Evil Description: To the passing travler, Estanas is a simple town, not much to report. They provide litte aid in any way to the kingdom as a whole, seeming to be there to just be there.. The truth behind this place is much darker however, the town is full of demon worshipers. Private shrines to the darker demon lords hide away in back rooms, a small temple is hidden under the church. None have found and reported this dark town's secret, none have seen and lived to tell the tale... Kratalia (Kra-tah-lee-ahh) Current Living Human Forces: 500 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Good Description: Kratalia is one of many places where goods from outlaying farms are gathered, to be stored or transported to the rest of the kingdom. It was a man from this very town who discovered Xantha, not to his displeasure, and many of the females in the area have an odd fondness for plants... Xantha (Zan-th-ah) Current Living Human Forces: 0 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 100 Status: Neutral Desctiption: Xantha is the current residing place of the majority of the dryad population in the area. Not a village or town by the normal standards, the places is actualy a large grove, with an exceptonaly large tree growing in the middle of it. Currently watched over by the dryad Inalya, Xantha is a peace loving settlment.. sort of.. Argon (Arr-gone) Current Living Human Forces: 350 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Good Description: Argon is a town, famed for it's hunting prospects. The area around the town is home to many kinds of wild beast and has even been known to sprout the rare magical creature. Kel'Thazar (Kel-tha-zarr) Current Living Human Forces: 5 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 2000 Status: Neutral Description: City of the elves, not much is known about the surrounding terrain as most of the scouts who've been sent to that region have been shot down. Well-known for producing rich metallic items of fine craftsmanship. The locals have been lucky enough to obtain a mutual trading deal. Often turning around and selling the armor to other humans for a 25% profit. Eastvale (Eest-vael) Current Living Human Forces: 200 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 50 Status: Good Description: Eastvale is not a village or town, so much as it is a massive logging camp. While Patrina provides a large portion of the kingdom's lumber needs, Eastvale provides the rest, along with plenty extra to export. Located far enough Kel'Thazar and Xantha to be left alone by their tree hugging populace(although close enough for both to send watchers) Eastvale has done quite well for it'self. Frestalla (Freh-Stah-La) Current Living Human Forces: 550 Current Living Demon Forces: 0 Current Living Neutral Forces: 0 Status: Good Description: A Town known for it's wonderful alcoholic export, Frestalla actually rather unremarkable. ((More to come)) Army Descriptions Human Movement.First Resistance ForceHeroes: 1 Soldiers: 100 Cavalry: 35 Archers: 65 Mythical: 0 Location: The Road between Meribia and Camogli (Welcome to the world of the armed. Demons better watch their backs...)Demon Movement.Preliminary StrikeforceHeroes: 2 Soldiers: 15 Cavalry: 0 Archers: 0 Mythical: 1 Location: Camogli (I'd say we're not much of a threat yet...)
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:37 pm
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:50 pm
Atop a Thrown worn with age and stained with blood sat a dark figure, draped in a thick black cloak and waited. His clawed fingers tapped on the Throwns arm-rest as he awaited his Sorccerer's to finish there preperations. Soon it will be time His thoughts snaped back to reality as the large door on the other side of the room before him Creaked open, and 2 scalley lizzard like creatures steped forth. Covered in a shining mettal from head to toe, the knelt several Meters before there lord. With them was a tall man, in about his 80's in bright gray robes, that matched his thining hair. "We are ready now Mighty one" announced the old man. "Exelent, let us procced there..." Replied the Large figure atop the thrown as it began to stand. "But the-" Began the old man as the two lizzard figures beside him stood to attention. "Now..." Hissed the cloaked figure and made his way passed the old man witch quickly followed behind him.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:50 pm
Sol'Vak bows to the small crowd gathered beneath the table he's standing upon. "Thank you! Thank you! You're a wonderful crowd I swear!" He jumps backwards off the table and spins, his cloak swirling behind him and begins moving through the crowd for his room. He grins as he hefts his money pouch in his hand. "Dinner and a show really Does pay off..." He steps into his room and excuses the bell boy who was dusting the curtains. He draws them shut and lays on his bed, his right leg hanging off he pulls one of his daggers from his cloak sleeve and begins absent-mindedly spinning it, he looks down, he picked the demonic dagger, it's zig-zags creating strange shapes and patterns in the air, he watches it closely, this wasn't ordinary. It seemed like He was creating the forms and patterns, so he spun it more quickly watching the blade. Soon it seemed like the blade was glowing, humming in his hand. He was entranced, he couldn't break his gaze. Next thing he knows he's kneeling before a dark cloaked figure sitting atop a dark throne.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 12:17 am
Before Sol'Vak he finaly stood. The cloaked figure upon the thrown now had his face unmasked, his cloak removed and thick bright red scales could be made out along with an armour so red, it would apear permanently blood stained. The Demon Lord 'Liarzax' one would soon realise. "Welcome slipery mage" Hissed the figure, and before he could answer it continued to speak "Liarzax the once thought Deceised demon has risen again, and has not forgoten the assistence, however slight it was, you once provided him with." The large figure begins to walk around Sol'Vak's kneeling body "And i have now come to give you a choice" The demon stands beside Sol'Vak with its arms crossed over its chest "Threw ur assistance my life was spared, and so i shall spare yours, in return for assisting my invasion of the world you call home, do not be to hasty in your deccision mage, maney will die, and much treasure will be hoarded, but i only give you this choice now..."
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 1:08 pm
Sol'Vak continued kneeling. He considered something in the back of his mind. He could join the dark forces and be a lone survivor of a war where much brutality would be seen. But a nagging voice in the back of his head told him it wouldn't be right, what about all the innocents? He flips both daggers out of their sleeves and into his hands and his eyes burst into a glow of red flame, he slams both blade-first down into the ground and his head comes up, the hood falling back to show the bright red glow illuminating everything from his face to the steam before him. He growls out. "Glory to the UnderDark!"
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 7:28 pm
The Demon lord smiled, all was going acording to plan. The demonic dagger Sol'vak had for so long had been slowly eating at his self-rightiousness... from mage, to half theif, from that to a blood thirsty brute at times... and now, its striped all but the final shreds of humanity that bound him to serving his own kin.
Knowing well the potential this half-elf held, "Then rise my dark minion" Liarzax hissed and held his hand out to his side, palm faced upwards. "And accept this gift from me to you, that will bind your loyalty and fate to mine own". This wasent what he first had in mind, but maby this half elf could prove more usefull then he first thought?
A Slight glow began to pulse in the Palm of the Demon Lord and as Sol'Vak became more and more accepting of his chosen deccision, the more did a small ring begin to form, Obsidian Banded with a purfectly clear crystal nestled in a Flamed claw that apeared to burn as bright as the half-elfs own eye's. Once taken from his palm, Liarzax turned translucent, flickered several times then finaly disapeared leaving behind his final sentance to his newly aquired boogie man"Your service will soon be called upon..."
Then all returned to how it had been before the Demon Lord invaded the Half-elfs dreams. Back at Liarzax's castle, he stood... once more draped in his cloak, and features hidden. "Was it succesfull?" asked the aging man. "Yes... Give the orders for the final preperations to begin" Liarzax grinned a verry toothy and seemingly hideouse smile then turned and began heading to the door that elad him to his quarters, before he opened the door and steped threw he stoped and turned his head slightly to look back at the old man "And tell Galen to continue with phase 1 of his end..." Then disapeared behind the closing door...
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:18 pm
Sol'Vak awakens in a cold sweat, he looks down at his arm and it's holding the demonic dagger plunged into the feather mattress he was sleeping on. He shook his head and pulled the dagger out, trying his best to cover up the tear. He flips the dagger back into it's sheath in his sleeve and stands up, stretching out, apparently he'd slept all the way through the night after watching his dagger. "By the Gods that was one weird dream... I really need to drink less whiskey before bed." He stretches again and heads for the door. "I wonder what's on this tavern's breakfast menu?" He eats and heads out, Forgetting to pay the bill. He feels a sudden urge to go explore towards the west, out towards the black sea. And if his knack was correct... He snaps his fingers and appears in front of Karee, she looks surprised for a moment but her head drops back to resting on the ground and she looks at him. "Caw?" "Yeah... You can feel it too then?" She nods but continues looking at him. "Well then, there's only one thing to do, let's go find out what it is." Sol'Vak then mounts up onto Karee and the two begin heading for the feeling of the pull.
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