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 Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 1:02 pm
Guardsmen
Longshot Slacker
Distinguished
The Archer would look towards the Demon as she spoke, but his mind was else where, he wouldn't hear a single thing she said to him as his eyes would look into her eyes. So once her mouth stopped moving the Archer would sigh once again and speak "We aren't going to arrest anyone...We just want everyone to leave...Nice and slow like" The Archer would let his hands go slack, keeping the bow wood and string in his hands, just in care someone was still un-happy with this. His Royal blue eyes would scan the room, checking to see if anyone was drawing weapons or getting ready to cause trouble. So with a defensive yet slack stance ready the Archer would move to one side to hopefully see people clear the bar.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 1:18 pm
Trevor would watch and listen, his eyes switching between whoever was talking, he would breath heavily as he gained his breath back. Trevor would then leave his defensive stance, and start to walk around, picking up his shields and armour. "About time de guards showed up! Did der bloody work, na if ye don't mind I will be leaving..." Trevor would have all his shields but one and his armour in both of his arms, he would stand still and look around, he looked very lost, then his face would light up! He would see his final shield, which was frozen in ice upon a nearby table. Trevor would walk over, the ice would drip on the floor.
Trevor would raise his right arm up into the sky and then bring it down with all his strength, smashing the ice to pieces. Trevors hand would start to bleed, the ice was harder than he expected but he would keep a strong face as he would pick up the shield and walk towards the entrance. Trevor would smile at the Archer and the Rightous guard as he smuggly walked by, a free ticket to freedom, and he was no idiot and would take up such an offer. So Trevor would be making his way home, he was late enough as it was, he needed to make sure his wife and child were okay back at his farm. Trevor would turn back and look into the bar before shouting "See ya around! Bwhahahah!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 1:38 pm
Pav was not one to stay in a fight when chance popped it head, this became even more so when he was running on instinct. As the large dwarf stepped past, the Hafling ducked between the legs of the gaurd who face him. He had dropped to all fours, making little sound, and pushing through with unreal dexsterity for someone who had just hit his head. His small body would be a simple fit bretween the gaurds legs, problem with batle stances, small beings can slip fight under you. Though this wasn't pav's idea. In his state, he saw a way out and was running.
The small body slipped through the tall ones legs, fitting himself onto the Dwarfs back. His light figure made it so that the dwarf would probly not feel Pav, especialy due to the dwarfs hand.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 9:17 am
A smile began to grow on Dulce’s rosey lips as she heard him speak. He had said she was in Riverrun. She had finally arrived to her destination. It only had taken her a year and countless times being close to death, but she made it and could finally have her training. All she had to do now was to find her teacher, it couldn’t be that hard. She looked at the map that was in Irradinstra’s hand, her eyes soaking every detail of it and her mind storing it, she was blessed with a photographic memory.
She then looked up at Irradinstra and gave him a brilliant smile. “Does that help any? I bloody say it does, I finally made it to this God Foresaken City.” She laughed. “You have no idea how hard it is to find this place. I spent four years researching it, two years studying its coordinates, and risking my life.” She laughed; it was laughter of relief, gratification, and pure joy. “Thank you Irradinstra for this wonderful news. Now I can back on track with my original plans.” She then opened up her knapsack and pulled out a very old leather bound journal, which looked like it had survived a large amount of substantial damage. She opened it carefully to a section and read out loud softly “Forever in the city of Riverrun will my heart ever be. She is one that I sworn to protect and shall return to her. I will do what I can here in this strange land that I seem to accidently stumble upon. As I wait to be helped back home, I’ll train the princes of this world, though I have my doubt of this odd annoying girl. My home, my land, and my heart will always belong in Riverrun.” Dulce jumped up and down happily, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Finally! Now I just have to find him!”
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 4:56 pm
 Guardsman,
Valiant Protector,
Insignificant.
The Guard was more then ready to begin a bull rush towards the halfling, but because of his duties he always had to keep a level head and that would mean listening to his "superiors" even though they weren't really higher ranks then him, they had simply been in the job longer then he had in his eyes. Hearing the words of his elf companion he couldn't help but look shocked, there was a body count here, and they were simply letting these people level unquestioned? He bit his tongue, figuratively of course as he would return to a more civil stance, slamming his feet together with a slight huff as he would swiftly sheath his sword with ease, gripping one strap of his shield and then hoisting it upon his back. He wasn't happy with the choice, but he could hardly speak out against it, after all he didn't know all the regulations by heart as of yet.
He watched as the dwarf would leave, the Halfling acting quite strangely in his attempt to leave, he wasn't sure what it was, but this guard didn't like the way the Halfling acted in this situation, and wouldn't let this go by so easily if they were to meet again. It took a great deal of effort for him to keep respectable at this point as he would speak. "its as he says... Leave now please. Anyone injured, please visit the local healers or doctors..." He would raise a hand and lower his helms guard, shrouding his face once more within the metal of his armour, He would look towards his comrades, one by one before keeping an eye upon the people in question. Hoping nothing more would be said or done upon this.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 5:09 pm
 Sedrick Rekt
The Drunken Cat
NobodySedricks Theme
((Sorry for the delay of my posts, was thinking I should of waited for the Zombie man to post. =/))
Sedrick would watch as things unfolded, finally he could relax again, he hated feeling tense, especially within an atmosphere he familiarized himself with joy and merriment. He soon realized he was still holding the hand of the fair young blond, he wasn't sure why he was holding her hand but then when he tried to move his leg, he remember, all to well. A sharp pain running up his leg as he looked down to see the wound, the shard was gone thanks to the demons action, but the wound was still their, rather deep as well. He hissed slightly as he would then release her hand only to place the same hand upon her shoulder, placing his arm around her, as he looked towards her. Smiling sheepishly as he held his leg up, his almost animal like foot hovering above the surface of the flooring. "Sorry to burden you... I guess I'm gonna need a little help with this." He then nodded towards the door, hoping she wouldn't mind helping him out of the bar.
All the glass upon the ground would only cause more discomfort unless trodden upon carefully, he would begin to hobble as the young Ame would move, after all he couldn't move to quickly unless she allowed it. He would be supporting some of his weight upon her but not much, when he would pass the guards he would not make any eye contact and keep his trap shut, he wouldn't want to create any reason for them to look for him in a crowd. Although as of this moment, he was left to wait, upon the hopeful act of kindness from this woman, which he only just met this day. ~what a strange twist within events.~ He thought to himself.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:32 pm
Irra raised an eyebrow at the sudden fact she gave him. She didn't seem to know how to with-hold information very well. It brought a cruel smile to his face, but he quickly caught it before become noticeable, changing it to a more pleasant one. A smile that shown he would be willing to help if she wished. "Him? So you are looking for some one Madam Miadulce?" His smile quickly change to a questioning face, not stern but rather a wish to have knowledge so he might help. The more he learned of this woman, the easier it would be to make her his. the idea in fact exited him, how fun the drow play of the mind was.
His joy however soon came to an end. The commotion, though having died down, at the bar was irritating him. He did not approve of such things and felt they were a hindrance to his work. He could not stay here and keep a calm state of mind as he needed. Turning his focus back to the woman, his smile took a more apologetic turn. "I'm sorry my dear, but it seems a bit to public to speak of things here. I apologize for asking you such pressing question under these circumstances." He reach his hand out to her, an offer. "Shall we take out chat somewhere more private?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 6:10 pm
 Ame Tenshi For those who think and those who know,
There is always a danger,
A danger beyond all comprehension,
So to be idle and wait a while would be a new kind of detention,Ame smiled lightly and helped the other so he had a bit of his weight on her. She shook her head, "I don't mind helping you," she said and looked up at him. She glanced back down at his leg and winced as she felt the blood lust swell in her belly.
She looked at the guard, "That means that I may go and take him to a healer right?" she inquired, "His wound is bleeding pretty bad." Her eyes glanced around at the other people who were being detained, her soft blue orbs traveled back to Sedrick when she smiled lightly.So to be in the dark,
Is to be alive for a new start,
Don't be naive and think to part,
For we will once again be placed in danger.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:34 am
Dulce smiled as she looked at Irradinstra maybe he could help her. She only new two people in Riverrun and she didn’t know where neither of them where. She caught the glimpse of the cruel smile but thought her mind was playing tricks on her as she notice the pleasant smile that played on his lips. It would be nice to have a new comrade that could help, especially a full blooded drow. Maybe there were other drows that thought just like her mother did. “Well actually I am trying to find an old teacher of mind and really the only person I believe that would have the slightest idea where he can be is Shaakati. By any chance you know where I can find him?”
Dulce looked over to the commotion, she wondered if there were any injuries, her potions and medicine could help the injured but she saw the guards. She didn’t know how the law played out in this place and she didn’t want to know firsthand either. She was only a child anyways. She looked over to Irradinstra and saw him have his hand reached out. She heard his offer and took his hand. “I think that would be the best idea at the moment. It’s getting a little too rough out here.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 11:47 am
"Then let us be off." His words had a slight chipperness about them. He almost seemed filled with joy that she had agreed, though it was all a rue. Irra was pleased that she was allowing this, it however did not fill him with joy. He played the part well though. It was disgusting, a thought that flared in the back of his mind. 'I must look like a be-damned elf, I have drug myself so low...' He took her hand, dragging her away from the commotion. It was not a forceful pull; though, he did obviously take lead, directing them away from this public place.
His actions dealing with the bar were not finished however. To keep Madam Miaduluce's attention, he made a jest, being sure to act as though it was to calm her, "Don't worry, this town is not always so quiet." He let out a small laugh, giving a wave of his hand, "Anchem Garu Tentantium Sentorum." the words of magic were played off to be simply an old proverb, but it was far from true. The wave of his hand had thrown a spark back to the entrance of the bar, just behind the dwarft that had left it.
When his words had left his lips, the true magic began. the spark sprung to life, growing to a huge ball of flame. The sphere stood 4 feet tall, and blocked the entire entrance of the bar. From it, flames erupted as high as the ceiling. Quickly, all around the sphere, the wood of the building sprung alight. Though it was only the door way at the moment, the building had just caught fire.
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 10:22 pm
 MiaDulce Marie Angel "Dulce"Theme SongDulce had gladly taken his hand but it bothered her how he pulled her. Though it was not rude or forceful, and though he was leading the way, it bothered her that it was somewhat demanding. It seemed as if he was not treating her like an equal, something was off to her. No matter how one covered their character their aura would uncover the truth, and his had an odd lining. It would be better if they did talk in a more private area, but she felt uncomfortable. “Well that is normal, a town without motion and different beings, well it would be a miserable town and boring.”
Dulce then felt a sharp pain through the arm that was holding his hand as he said the phrase she didn’t understand, though he said it in a nonchalant manner she knew what he had just done. She let go of his hand and turned back to look at the tavern burning. Why? What was the purpose of doing that, he hadn’t even entered the bar, had no confrontation with no one inside, why hurt the innocent. She turned back and looked at him, her golden eyes burning with anger. “WHY! Why do that? You had no right to do that! People are in there, innocent people.” Her hands had turned in tight fists and were shaking. “And don’t play coy with me, I might be only half drow but I can sense a spell better than any noble drow; especially fire spells. You scum!” She punched him straight in the jaw. “You are no different from those full blooded conniving, manipulating, low life, scumbag drow nobles.” She spat at the ground where he stood, turned around running back at the tavern, as she did so she ran pass a girl and what look like a neko but he was all furry. She would figure that out later, she couldn’t let her curiosity get the best of her.
She hoped that she was able to engulf and absorb that flames that had set the tavern on fire without going over board and causing damage to herself. Her Phoenix Halo appeared and her locket began to glow bright red. She stretched out her arms and then shouted “Inghiotta delle fiamme!” Slowly the flames moved from the tavern to her fingertips, her big golden eyes focusing on the location of the flames. It took pure unbreakable concentration; it was working slowly but too slow. She shouted the phrase again but with more intensity “INGHIOTTA DELLE FIAMME!” it was then the flames had become animated by dancing toward her hands and fingertips. She stood her ground, gritting her teeth and sweat coming down her face.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 8:51 pm
He had gladly taken the punch, smiling all the while. She caught something masters had trouble with. His magic was not the kind someone could sense to come from him. He watched her rush to the flame, leaving him with spit at his shoe. How fun this would be, the use of words to play his way out of this position, and so he walked to the burning building, rubbing his cheek. He took plenty of time, no hurry. He had to see what she would do in this situation.
Irra watched as she made a useless attempt to drain the flames. Sadly, that would work on many other spell of fire he knew or could learn, but this one worked unlike the others. It would last until the time-limit was up. The only true was to ride it of fire was to soak the origin of the flames. He would have laughed if this moment wasn't in need of such a tender touch. He instead let the laugh sound loud in his head, her skill was not yet refined, and her ideals were solemn, to kindhearted.
He took his stand behind her, looking over her shoulder. He rose a finger, taking up his kinder smile, that of a gentle man. One you wouldn't think could do such a thing. He was sure to let his aura flair before speaking to her. It would be obvious that his aura and the trace of magic on the flame were not the same. The single thing He loved about sorcery. The one thing that could trace that spell to him could only be found by a true master.
Irra started by tapping her shoulder, being sure to smile. He was expecting her to swing at him and was fully ready to duck back encase of it. "That wont work Madam'. You see, the flame is not quite like 'Fire.'" He smiled; though, it was him doing it. The Sphere spun around quickly, throwing the fire out around the room, and out into at them. He quickly reacted, though it was all planned out, as he pulled her back. He covered her with himself, Two separate mage hands dancing across it back, keeping the fire from hitting him. "Seems someone is trying to play tricks with you. You don't happen to have any enemies here, do you?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 11:50 am
"Fair enough," Cheza spoke with ease, the glowing orb that rested on the top of her staff began to fade, the liquid whip that rested in her hand began to waver until it dropped to the floor altogether as the orb's glow vanished entirely.
The ice that rested about the area was quickly beginning to melt in the day's heat, after all, without her power keeping it frozen it had no reason to remain in its solid form anymore.
Tapping the base of the wooden staff against the floor she gave a little shake of her head, though a smirk still rested on her face as she glanced back up, her purple hair sliding off her horns that protruded from her skull. Moving forward, she took rather a big step to start off, moving her bare feet over the glass particals that were sprayed across the floor before she headed out, raising her hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight, she hated bright lights and without pupils it made them somewhat painful.
Mumbling something under her breath, even though it was most likely that no one heard her it was somewhat apparent that it was some foul language that escaped her lips as she moved off, seeking the shadows to avoid the sun's brilliant rays.
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 11:16 am
MiaDulce Marie Angel "Dulce"Theme Song I can do anythingDulce tried the best she could to absorb the flames but to no avail. She kept absorbing but the flames contained the same intensity, she was not even making a dent in it. There was something different about this flame, as if it wasn’t just the building set a flamed but there was something continuously feeding it. She kept at it though reducing the spread until someone put it out, but she was reaching her limit she could start to feel the burn in her hands. Then something appeared from out her shirt, it was a white chubby mouse, his name was Kiwi “Chu~ CHU! CHU!” She looked down at Kiwi “I know…I know, but I can’t stop not yet.”
It was certain she had a lot to learn in her fire abilities and magic abilities, Jessie had told her about that plenty of times, but some things that she excelled at were herbs, potions, and aura readings. Beside the fact that her mother sacrificed her life to allow her to live, the reason why the Drow counsel had not killed her yet was for her unique abilities thinking that they would useful to them in a near future. They saw her more of a useful tool, only if she refined all her other techniques. Dulce could see that the flame’s aura had changed shape and color, her eye color had changed into a fiery orange, someone was manipulating the flame so she couldn’t tell who was controlling it but she had no doubt it was Irradinstra.
She then felt his presence behind her, how she would love to take another swing at him but she had to concentrate at the task at hand. She heard what he said to her, “No s**t Sherlock, I figured it wasn’t like a fire, and there is something else it’s a constant feed of flames. But of course you already knew that didn’t you?” The pain in her hands were escalating she was getting burned. Her concentration was broken when she felt him pull her away and cover her from the flames. She looked at her hands which suffered second degree burns, but she wasn’t going to allow that to stop her.
“If enemies you mean yourself, no I don’t I only have friends here.” She pulled away from him, granted she saw his aura was different but she never doubted her sight, it never failed her once. She didn’t trust this snake in the grass, flattery would get him nowhere with her. She pushed off him, though her hands were bleeding and in pain, she searched in her pouch and found two glowing white vials labeled subzero. She looked up at a cloud that was passing by; she had to get this right. She went off running as fast as she could, appearing infront of her was a great tree she kept straight towards it, with enough speed she ran up the trunk then pushed off, her phoenix wings came to play and she flew close enough to the cloud. Taking off the corks to the vial, she then threw them into the cloud, and prayed it worked. She came down to the ground, her wings letting go about 4 feet off the ground, she landed with a hard thud and with that there was a loud sound of thunder as the cloud turned into a heavy rain cloud. She thanked her physical science professor, without him she wouldn’t have been able to create that potion.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 12:56 pm
Sedrick Rekt
The Drunken Cat
NobodySedricks Theme
Sedrick would of been with Ame as she left the bar, the guards seemed to ignore her words, as though they had made it perfectly clear as to what they meant. Just as they would be walking upon the street, or in Sedrick's case, hobbling. the sound of a fire bursting into flame would sound, Sedrick would look over his shoulder and see that the Demon woman would of left just as the flames caught the door way(making it seem this way to avoid arguments/complications). He didn't know what to make of this but then suddenly the sound of a young female would sound down the street, as the body of the voice charged passed both him and Ame. It was a young red headed Drow, and from the direction where she had charged from, another Drow was walking towards the recently flaming door. Sedrick didn't know what to make of this, although the pain within his leg was growing with each time he pushed his feet upon the path before him.
His arm that was about the young woman's shoulders, he was a little shorter then the woman's height but that seemed to be more helpful to prevent his injured leg from receiving too much pressure. His hand gripped upon the front of her shoulder, trying to find something to grip, unfortunately there was no mass of cloth simply a strand, his fingers quickly curled around it, his grip tightening as to create some sense of relief. He would look to the road ahead, not knowing if there would be a doctor or healer within the area at this time of day/early night, he would look towards Ame for a moment to then bring forth a question. "I doubt there is a doctor or healer available at such an hour... do you know any medical skills, or healing processes?" He asked in hope to have his leg treated before it got infected, considering the liquid that the shard consisted of, it would be a highly likely factor.
Sedricks ears dropped to his head, as he heard the sound of thunder, he would look up to suddenly see the dark night sky seem rather angered, the feel of rain beating upon his fur soon followed. His head lowered as the black colour of his fur seemed to slowly run, the rain washing the dark colour from his fur, beneath it a light blond colour, his hair was in fact that of a brunette. He would sigh slightly as the soot washed from his body, it wouldn't be clear to many as to how he became that dirty, but for a entity to trace from the west in the fashion Sedrick did, it would be all too obvious. The thought of the young female came to his mind once more, she seemed human, but there was something about her that made her seem more... well just more then human. He would keep a close hold upon the woman his furred body softly grazing her own every now and then. Because of his feline mind set he hoped this rain fall would pass soon or they would find shelter, he hated getting wet, he'd much rather be covered in filth then rain.
((I'll post this in the high street as well considering it should really be there. I hope you don't mind the slight puppeteer Meg, just needed to move according to previous posts.))
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