"Ah!" Amrita yelped as someone bumped her arm, and knocked their torch into hers. Her attempt to be useful stopped her from putting distance between them - it would be mortifying if she accidentally didn't light their torch - and thankfully, it was over quickly. They didn't say much, just lit and left. Perfect. Just like the last one. The other apprentice ran off, and she heaved a sight of relief.
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My character's name: Amrita Baital Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER See Avatar for general physical appearance. Personality wise, she seems quiet and skittish. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
quite uneventful
Seiana_ZI rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-8)
Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 12:27 pm
IGNATIUS IS SECURING THE DOOR ALSO HAS A TORCH
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Total Door Resistance: 155 + 0 = 155
Turn the other cheek, hm? A small grin formed on Ignatius' face as the temptation to turn his back on the small knight and, indeed, turn the other cheek, grew, but he kept that urge down by pure virtue of getting distracted by other things--namely another voice and a shoulder pat.
To the thin, almost feminine man, Ignatius offered a, "Sorry about that!" a more ready apology time, before turning his attention to the one who had a hand on his shoulder.
"Do I need to, with you there?" The unable to keep serious Ignatius offered a playful grin to the woman behind him, before she darted off. Oh, that was no fun...
But he wasn't really supposed to be having fun right now, was he?
Instead of finding the useful table he swore had to be nearby with all these chairs that kept getting added, Ignatius instead found a hay bale. That would work, wouldn't it? It was big and fairly solid, but as he realized when he lifted it up and hefted it onto the pile, it was also very light. And useless.
Hm.
Huni Pi
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My character's name: Yildirim Ignatius Svarog Character's journal link: [Here] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Ignatius is surprisingly pale for all the time he spends outside, perhaps the only obvious reaction to his outdoors presence being an abundance of freckles peppering him from top to bottom. His hair is red and kept to his shoulders, usually down and free-moving like much of what he wears. He tends towards light armour, mostly to keep him moving fast--both to chuck his weapon and quickly retrieve it for a fast finishing blow. Rank of character 1d4
When the sky grew dark, Oliver felt a panic rising in his throat. The sound of great… chewing almost, seemed to crawl through the darkness, and frantically he dropped to search for means to light a torch. His hand caught on firewood, and more firewood… and some dull stones…
He wanted to curse, but cursing never helped anything. He wracked his mind for something, any sliver of idea that might help. And then it occurred to him that inside there would be real lit torches. He could easily grab one, or light the wood he had found, but he had to hurry!
Oliver scrambled back to his feet, clutching one of the pieces of wood in one hand. In the distance he saw a light, and with all the panicked speed he could muster, the boy ran towards it. Yet as he approached the light his toe caught on an uneven rock underfoot. Suddenly he was airborne.
With a loud yelp, he tumbled and slid rather pathetically into the radius of light cast by Amrita’s torch, and his torch-sized piece of firewood rolled ahead of him to land by her feet.
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My character's name: Oliver Keeley Character's journal link: Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A very young man of average height, with dark, unruly hair, pale, hesitant eyes, and a copious spattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks. He dresses very plainly and simply, and gives off a timid vibe. Rank of character Apprentice-knight ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
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Viva Viola rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-8)
Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 12:50 pm
AMY IS SECURING THE DOOR
Why oh why did she keep grabbing things that were of no use to her?! What in the seven hell's a a hay barrel going to do for her?! Oh well, might as well just toss it. Perhaps she could grab on of the torches and set it on fire just in case they breakthrough?
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TOTAL DOOR RESISTANCE: 155+0=FAIL
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My character's name: Amy Character's journal link:Here<3 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Amy is a "classy" ladeh with thick, black and curly, hair worn in a braid down to her butt. She keeps it this way to keep it out of her way when training. Otherwise she wears it free. Her height is about 5'4 with a tanned bronze skin tone that comes from being in the sun far too much. She's usually pretty crass and vocal when the situation calls for it, otherwise she will appear to be everything a proper lady should be. Basically, you push her, she WILL punch you in the face while trying to make sure she doesn't get any blood on her uniform. :']
Rank of character: Knight-Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
Even with the chaos around them, the nearby yelp startled her. As did the subsequent thud of someone hitting the ground near her, and then the skidding of something wooden rolling away from them. Whatever it was hit her foot, bumping lightly into her as it came to a stop, but it was still too late. It had already startled her, and the somewhat short girl held onto her torch with both hands, ready to use it as a bat in case the failed ninja was one of the enemy.
Well, he certainly didn't seem like the enemy, anyway. Not with his face against the floor…he actually seemed mostly harmless.
"U-um! Are you…uh…okay?" She said after a moment or two, worrying on her own lip shortly after. Shifting the torch to one hand, she reached down and scooped her hand under his arm, trying to help him up.
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My character's name: Amrita Baital Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER See Avatar for general physical appearance. Personality wise, she seems quiet and skittish. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
As soon as Imbere saw that the ballistas were locked and ready for action, the first thing she did was run to fortify the door. Quickly grabbing the first thing she saw-- a chair-- the girl rushed and slammed it into the wall, actually putting it in the perfect spot. Alright, next!
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My character's name: Imbere Ralka Character's journal link:Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall and busty coffee toned female with a large floppy hat on her head that shades her overall face. When you look closely at her skin, you see her face has a pronounced sort of vitiligo around her eyes that spreads throughout her body. She has snake bite piercings and two more small rings on her upper right brow. Her long, cascading dark-brown hair stops at her lower back, held by a blue ribbon near the end. Rank of character Apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
"Y-yes um... ouch..." Oliver stammered, accepting the offer the young lady had extended. He scrambled to his feet mostly on his own power, there was nothing truly harmed by the fall. Mostly just his dignity.
In the flickering torch light it was hard to see the blush from his embarrassment, but with his head bowed and his nervous way of eyeing the darkness, it was harder to hide his fear. Still, he tried his best, and grabbed the firewood he had dropped with great haste.
"Ah, will this, um... take light?" He asked nervously, holding up the stick. At first, in that haze surrounding the removal of memories, he had wondered, but now he was sure of it. With the amount of fear curling around in his stomach, his past self must have made some grave error in thinking it were possible to become a knight.
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My character's name: Oliver Keeley Character's journal link: Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A very young man of average height, with dark, unruly hair, pale, hesitant eyes, and a copious spattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks. He dresses very plainly and simply, and gives off a timid vibe. Rank of character Apprentice-knight ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
The tall youth shook his head at the person before turning when someone else spoke at him. The youth walked up was sorta cute. Green eyes and messy hair gave a slightly earthy appearance the male smiled as he leaned his torch to light the others. "Here. Happy to help out a fellow apprentice. The name's Koray...Koray Karga. Nice to..."
He flinched at the sound of another bang... "...meet you." he finished with a groan. Out of frustation he turned to kick-slide a chair into the nearby barricade. "There try that on for size ya overgrown storm cloud!" he shook his head to look at the other the firelight playing across his features. "Hi...again.."
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TOTAL DOOR RESISTANCE: TOTAL AMOUNT = 160 + 5 = 165
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Meegane
Sleep kitty sleep~
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My character's name: Koray Karga Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Koray is tall, lanky with long dark blue hair. Eyes are mismatched now. Left is a deep azure blue, right is a murky blue gray. The right side of his face is covered with a wide banded eye patch due to blinding wounds sustained during his flight to safety. He usually can be found in a Violet tunic and dark breeches. Dark knee high riding boots. Usually has his hair up in a puffy ponytail to avoid it in his way. Ivory skin tone. Around his neck on a leather cord is a coiled up snake ready to strike. Rank of character apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Though the young man scrambled to his feet on his own, she held a small amount of solace in the fact that she had helped - clearly, only putting her hand on his arm with a small amount of pressure counted. She couldn't see his blush, which worked fine for her since she hoped he couldn't see hers.
"I…maybe? I hope so." The last part was muttered quickly; three others had lit their torches off of hers without a problem, which was a fairly good statistic, though certainly her luck had to run out somewhere. She had to disappoint someone sometime. But she still leaned her torch forward, quietly muttering a plea to the gods, and tapped the end of his.
It caught fire pretty easily, much to her relief.
"…! Th-there! Success!" She stammered out, quietly pleased with the results.
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My character's name: Amrita Baital Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER See Avatar for general physical appearance. Personality wise, she seems quiet and skittish. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
After finishing their preparation in the Armory Camilla had rushed to the ramparts to help however when she got there she was confused by the sight she saw... Looks of fear and panic painted many a Knight and Knight-Apprentice's face but she couldn't understand why... The sky was blue, the smoke she thought she had seen before must have just been torch fire, and aside from the tremors and that most unpleasant sound... everything seemed fine... That was until the Blue Knight Percival showed up and told them all to hold of 'them' Them? Them who? It wasn't until Camilla had made her way to the edge of the rampart that it all became clear!
There was something off! There was a... cut? In the sky and it quickly started to fracture the sky until suddenly it all shattered! Eye's wide with surprise Camilla stared at the true visage of the sky confusion it was then that the memory hit her! She was standing on Ramparts... much like Camelot's only a lot less grand with people she couldn't remember but that she knew deep down that she knew dark churning blackness filled the horizon and the scent of death floated in on the wind dread knotted her stomach but a cry for battle spured her heart on
As quickly as the memory came it was gone and suddenly Camilla found herself in darkness the panicked cries of knights filled her ears and soon something else did! A ear piercing screech which before long had her on her knees however above the screech she heard another voice! The Eagle! Percival was telling them all to get up! Without thinking she got up ears still covered as she ran towards the door however many other knights were doing the same and before long Camilla was back at the wall confused and unsure of everything until suddely there was silence... Slowly she uncovers her ears and looks at the wall what she saw next chilled her to her core! There were so many... twisted shadowy beings... all with weapons that looked hungry for her blood... quickly she backs away from the wall with a shocked expression "H-how can we fight these!" she chokes out in little more then a whisper thats when the strong voice of percival echoed out once more his call to not give up finally snapped her back to her senses
"Ah..." she mumbles as she puts a hand to her head "He's right! We're humanity's last hope! We can't give up!" she exclaims determinedly before looking around it was dark! Really dark! She needed a torch! However everybody else had the same idea and so finding material to make a torch was hard she eventually found a old piece of cloth and a plank of old wood but even after she tied the cloth around the wood she had no way to light it!
"Thanks," Noah answered with a small smile. "I'm Noah Andersen. Nice to meet you -- " He jumped at the bang, and moved to haul a table toward the makeshift barricade building up in front of the doors. "I hope this is going to help," he said quietly, half to himself.
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TOTAL DOOR RESISTANCE: 165 + 10 =175
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My character's name: Noah Andersen Character's journal link:Chapter journal / Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and skinny, with light skin, messy brown hair and green eyes. He dresses in loose breeches with a tunic and knee-high leather boots, and wears a belt with many pouches for herbal ingredients. He wears a wooden pendant carved with a crow around his neck. His usual weapon is a bardiche. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
As Imbere lugged herself around, her eyes darted around everywhere for a chance to see, well, something to add to the gate. But instead, her hands met-- flesh? What?! Looking up, it turned out the tall woman had slapped an equally tall and awkward looking guy. Blinking and squinting a little, she didn't want to give him an apology-- They were meaningless in the midst of battle! She steadied him and and gave him a firm pat on his back, throwing him and his companion a steady neutral stare. "...You were in the way," She murmured, throwing an anxious glance around-- She really needed to be finding more things to put up!
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My character's name: Imbere Ralka Character's journal link:Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall and busty coffee toned female with a large floppy hat on her head that shades her overall face. When you look closely at her skin, you see her face has a pronounced sort of vitiligo around her eyes that spreads throughout her body. She has snake bite piercings and two more small rings on her upper right brow. Her long, cascading dark-brown hair stops at her lower back, held by a blue ribbon near the end. Rank of character Apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
It was very dark and impossible to hear anything but the panicked hum of what he assumed were his fellow knights, but Mmur advanced down the hall anyway, determined to... secure the ramparts? What was that? Who was speaking to him?
He tried to follow the voice. Instead, he found a low wall that he was forced to examine more closely as someone shoved him forward to lie across it, his feet still secure on its safe side. He could see very clearly now, that the other side of this wall was really not safe. They were waiting, hundreds, thousands, millions of creatures, and one wrong move would send him tumbling into their midst. He would be torn apart.
Mmur backed away, swallowing around the lump in his throat.
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My character's name: Mmur Character's journal link:x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, medium brown skin, blue eyes, skinny, 5'10", flail, medieval underwear, helmet with an orange tree carved into it. Can't read. Rank of character Knight-Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
Shayne rush out of the castle to find that other Knights and Knights in training was getting ready to securing the doors and working really hard as they could get ready to hold off the enemy forces. However, something flashes through his mind. Laughter of two young kids playing outside in a big sunflower field. How the illusion quickly goes away leaving Shanye just standing aiming. After he shook his head a bit, then he got a touch and began to help the other knight to securing the door. "To protect other? Maybe that's my reason?" He mumble to himself.
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My character's name:Shayne McRotten Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Shayne's look's green eyes, shaggy gingery hair which is in a pony tail, and pale skin. Rank of characterapprentice-knights.
Koray quickly reached out to steady the other male, looking to the tall female as if she lost her mind. Battle or not...manners were important shaking his head he pushed the table a bit more into the barricade. Before nodding. Looking to his new friend he blinked. "You good?"
He then blinked as he felt himself move...backwards? Falling back with Noah in tow he heard a object slide to smack the barricade. He blinked. They weren't fully on their backs, his tall frame usful for something it seemed as it allowed him to merely lean back. He looked back to the table behind him. "Oh..." he looked down at Noah in his arms. "Well that's one way to get it done...wanna help me get the rest of this thing up?"
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TOTAL DOOR RESISTANCE: 175 + 10 = 185
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*fluffs*
quite uneventful
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My character's name: Koray Karga Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Koray is tall, lanky with long dark blue hair. Eyes are mismatched now. Left is a deep azure blue, right is a murky blue gray. The right side of his face is covered with a wide banded eye patch due to blinding wounds sustained during his flight to safety. He usually can be found in a Violet tunic and dark breeches. Dark knee high riding boots. Usually has his hair up in a puffy ponytail to avoid it in his way. Ivory skin tone. Around his neck on a leather cord is a coiled up snake ready to strike. Rank of character apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
