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 Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 7:37 pm
"Good morning," Whisper replied.
The group returned to the rest who had been sitting and standing in various places for the past few hours.
Catherine looked up from the place she sat. "I'm glad you're both feeling better," she said.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 6:45 am
"Thank you" responded Sekenre, "By the way, I believe more formal introductions are in order at this point; so I'll hand it over to the big guy here," With that last Sekenre patted the man on the back, as old friends would.
Krillo gave a deep bow to all those in attendance. "My name, or rather, what I am know as, is Krillo. I am a Druid, a forest spirit if you will, and I have been informed of our present situation and you have my services as long as I can provide them. I am skilled in some 'feral' combat but my main focus, as I had to preserve my forest from quite a few...enemies... is restorative magics using nature's healing abilities, as well as some of the more 'natural' arcane, but they are not too terribly powerful. Perhaps I am here to serve as a field medic, I know not, but by Elune if we must play this crone's game then she will not win. Mother will see to it!" As Krillo began think of the wench that flayed his mind so easily is his features became more beast like and his calm face began to crinkle up as if to snarl.
"Easy there big guy. Save it for when we deal with her. Anyway lets take a seat and converse amongst our ...peers.. and see what we can come with."
"Forgive me, I seem to have lost myself. Of course Sekenre, I am interested to meet you all" With that they took their seats
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:24 pm
Ganren moves in closer to everyone to hear the man speak. After he is finished, Ganren quickly says to everyone "Introducing ourselves seems like a good idea, I believe that we all should follow suit seeing as we are all stuck in this mess together. I will go next. I am Ganren Dracone from the clan..." stops to think for a quick moment, 'Perhaps I should not use my native tongue for this, they may not understand.' he continued "... of the Holy Order of the White Dragon. I am a holy knight and well versed the holy magic of our clan, but my main strength lies in my skills as a warrior. I have lead many battles in my life and carry that experience with me. I hope that we can work together to end this game as quickly as possible." He then motions the one closest to him to continue.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 3:10 pm
Catherine nodded at the both of them as they introduced themselves. She stepped up next. "I am Catherine Goldenstar of the high elves. I'm a relatively good fighter, but my skills lie in support, rather than head on attack. Normally, I use a bow, but truthfully--here--I've learned how to use all sorts of strange weapons." After she finished, she nudged Tanya a little, implying that she make her own introduction.
Tanya mumbled a little, but complied. "I'm Tanya, the strange weapons Catherine was talking about are called guns, and they're my specialty." She said it all in one breath. Catherine nudged her again. "I'm a tactician where I come from, because of my idiot father." It was apparent she didn't relish the idea of talking about it, so Catherine relented.
Catherine looked over at Whisper, who made an attempt to clear her throat. "Whisper," was all she said, so Catherine decided to explain.
"She was raised by wolves, you see," Catherine explained. "The closest to her wolf name in our tongue is Whisper." She seemed quite pleased with herself for knowing this information.
Then Catherine looked over to the corner where Damion stood, leaning against the wall and turned her eyes downward. "That over there is Damion," she said, waving her hand in his general direction, looking at his feet. "He just lost someone very dear to him, for the second time." She looked up again. "She was dear to all of us," she looked at Tanya, who was trying to hold a solemn face.
It took the two a moment, but they regained composure. Catherine looked at Sekenre, waiting for his introduction.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 4:11 pm
"As I have said before, I am Sekenre the Illuminator, son of Vashtem the Sorcerer, that is the name most know me by; few know my soul name, and at the moment I will not disclose it. I have 'inherited' my father's legacy and command the Nether. Yes, my abilities are dark, but even the light needs the dark. That said, it seems my powers have been, shall we say, limited...even the ones that I will not mention for doing so will best me. Also, unlike you, because of the nature of my powers, the nature of Death, I am not dead. I walk The River of the Devouring and Life Giving God as I choose, and so I stumbled across this room that does not belong and in doing so lead Krillo to follow me through the Emerald Dream through Leshe where he was attacked and brought here. Thats as much as I can say...a Sorcerer must remain mysterious." With that last comment Sekenre's voice seemed to chuckle and almost sing-songesque.
"Also, I just want it known that yes, Wild-Child, or Whisper as you call her, is no stranger to my compatriot and I."
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 8:44 pm
As the sorcerer finished, Ganren's eyebrow's lowered into a quick stare in which he soon averted his gaze elsewhere. 'I'm going to have to keep an eye on this one. I don't know what is up with this guy, but he better not give anyone any trouble. I have no idea whats going on but I can't let my guard down.'
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 4:17 pm
"I grow tired of waiting" Sekenre said under his breath ignoring the Holy Knight's stare. "None the less, she holds the cards, we're just pieces on the board to her." Looking to the Night Elf Druid, Sekenre asks, "Hey Krillo remember these?" And closes his hands. He slowly opens them to reveal a Butterfly made of Blue flame.
"Haha! Yes I do. Gentle kind little things. I see you still love the beautiful." Krillo reaches out his hand as the butterfly flutters and lands on him. "Whats this?"
The Butterfly flutters up, implodes and sprays blue sparks that rain down slowly.
"Last I remember they lasted longer...whats wrong?"
"It seems this gentlewoman has limited my powers more than I thought...I really wish I had my bag here with me with all my tools."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 6:07 pm
Castled gazed at the group and listened in and out of their introduction, focusing more on what he should do when trouble arises. It seemed pretty clear that all of them were capable of handling themselves in combat. So he just had to worry about himself. Meh elves, wolf kids, druids. It's almost like landing into some corrupted fairy tail. Seems like the only person I can relate with is that girl. Maybe she might have some guns with her. But I doubt it. Calming down from his actions before, Castle decided to keep quiet for now until he needed to speak. It won't really help my situation telling any of them my name and what I do.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 8:42 am
"It should start soon," Catherine said in reply to Sekenre's impatience. "I'm not perfect at guessing time, but it seems that it won't be long." She was glad to see he was taking his mind off of it though. It wasn't good to get too anxious. It could cause them to make a mistake when the time came.
"She doesn't let us have anything important to us," Tanya muttered in reply to Sekenre's talk of his bag. "Otherwise I'd have my scythe. But for now, I have to rely on my ranged weapon skills. Unless she tries to pull another fast one on us." She laughed. "None of you were here when we had to use sticks!" She put her hand to her forehead and laughed some more.
Catherine pained a smile. Deciding to change the subject again. "Sir," she turned to Castle. "You haven't told us about yourself."
((Note: Whisper isn't a child. She's a full grown woman. Wild Child is just a pet name. xd And she can definately handle herself in combat. Tanya on the other hand, is a child, and probably looks like she cannot. --Maybe I should do character sheets for the NPCs, so it's easy to refer to info about them. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 9:39 am
((That would be nice. And sorry for the misleading pet name, Sek has always called her that blaugh ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 9:29 pm
(Yeah a char sheet would have helped.... sorry about that.)
Castle turned a quick eye to the woman who directed him. When she asked about him, he just responded. "Frank. Frank Castle." What should he say about himself. That he's a self hired killer. That he came here by blowing up a building owned by a rich business crook. He turned back at the woman still looking at him. "I'm a cop, died in an accident." Quickly muttering trying to take the attention off himself.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 10:36 am
((Mind changing the post then? And I'll work on character sheets later today.))
"So," Tanya spoke up. "A ranger, a bard, a druid, a sorcerer, a paladin, and a barbarian, I guess?" She pointed to each of them in turn--Catherine was the ranger, Damion was the bard, Krillo the druid, Sekenre the sorcerer, Ganren the paladin, and Whisper the barbarian. Although she wasn't really sure that's what Whisper was. It helped her to say it all, to get it to stick in her brain properly. The zero system was quite busy processing the information. "It feels like I'm playing video games." She looked at Frank. "It seems you and I are from a relatively similar world. At least as far as the level of magic goes." She stopped. "Or is there magic in your world?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 11:26 am
(I don't think he's ever met Dr. Strange.)
Frank turned to the child, and sighed. He thought of some of the weirdos he's met and seen on TV. "No only abunch of freaks, crooks, and mutants." He then slapped his head. Nice job Castle. Mutants will definitly spark some interest.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 10:04 am
At the word Mutants Sekenre raised an eyebrow.
"Mutants you say? How so? I must say you've peaked my interest; do tell." Sekenre leaned forward in his seat torward Castle. "Oh, and what kind of 'cop' where you, if you will?"
Sekenre felt the other stir within him That's it Sekenre, play the roll of the Sorcerer. Learn.
"Forgive me, but I do love a good story, and seeing that we have to wait anyway, its only appropriate haha."
((If not met Dr. Strange, he should know of him through Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D.))
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 7:15 pm
Castle now turned his attention to the oddly dressed, well one of the oddly dressed men, who claimed to be a magician, so somthing like that. "By mutants, I mean mutated people. By cop, I mean someone who catches criminals." He muttered keeping it short. "I'd rather not reveil anything about myself to you people." I don't know which one of you I might have to kill.
(I don't know how good his relationship with S.H.E.I.L.D. is. I know alot of people in the Marvel Universe dosn't like him because he kills criminals.)
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