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Tonash Drahow rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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 Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 7:17 am
1-2 Fail. Price remains the same.
3-4 Success. Haggle succeeds.
Results:"Alright fine. 800 and 1100 it is."
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The Masked Beard escorts Kal to the underground town where they had met previously, and reached a large spacious room that was covered in pads and additionally held many weapons on the floor.
"Alright lad. Since ye already did the task fer me. Let me show ya a few tricks o' the trade."
(Kal is now paused during his training. He will be unlocked once others have reached a specific point and will have learned the class skill Vanish, in addition to his class now being changed to Shadow Dancer)
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:04 pm
((So what...? Timeskip to after his training?))
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 10:07 am
(No, you're basically waiting around till a specific point ATM)
Erron Enters the tavern to find it just as they had left it: quiet. He approached the Bar Maid and quickly questioned her about the dwarves that had been in last morn
"I think they might still be asleep, they had drunk themselves rather silly after their long journey, They seemed rather happy to be in Haven." She replied in a happy voice and shot a smile at the ceiling, presumably roughly the area where their room would be "I could go wake them if you would like?"
"Thank you but no, I have some rather somber news for them, I just hope one hasn't fallen asleep with an axe in hand." Erron replied as he took to the stairs. "Which Room would it be?"
"Third Door on the Left!" Wafted the reply as he ascended the second flight. He really did hope that there wasn't a sharp greeting awaiting him.
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Tonash Drahow rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 7:32 am
Tjaden engages the specter in battle as the world around them ignites in flames. The void shifted from the darkness to the scenery from the Scorpion Tribe's village, smoldering ruins surrounded the pair.
Steel clanged against steel as the orc and the phantasm exchanged blows.
"You coward! Embrace your destiny! Embrace the hatred!"
The image glowed brightly as it launches a series of thrusts!
1 Tjaden is struck by three thrusts, dealing moderate damage.
2-5 Tjaden blocks two of the thrusts before taking the third to the shoulder, minor damage.
6 Tjaden shields himself from all attacks and makes a counter.
Results: The spirit's flaming blade slid across the shield twice before cutting into Tjaden's shoulder. Minor damage dealt.
"You are a waste of time!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 3:45 pm
Tjaden growled back at the phantasm.
"Is there no god, even in a mere reflection, that can tear you from your path, 'warlord?' Do you truly believe you are so far gone that you cannot not even now turn from hatred and live in the light!" Tjaden spat. He winced as the blade entered his shoulder and pushed the other being off with his shield. He spared a moment to look at the bleeding shoulder to see if he could still fight....he could.
Tjaden looked back to the abomination before him and raised his weapon ready to begin a dance of death with this specter. On the cusp of Anaconda in the Shadows Tjaden froze.
"What did you say?" Tjaden asked, defensive but hesitant.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 7:01 am
((Cold or Pure, as your haggle succeeded You can move along and I'll try to put you through whatever line of action you wish to take, Zero you as well))
As Erron knocked on the door and slid it open he was glad not to have had a battle axe sail by his head, though he was faced with two sleeping dwarves and one which had recently risen and was scratching his lightly grayed beard and muttering in dwarvish obviously searching for his pants, as he hopped ungracefully on one foot to squeeze into the leggings Erron chose to cough slightly to make his presence noticeable.
"Ackh!, what are yeh doing, sneakin inta people's rooms this early in the morning! I oughta....oughta....split your skull for this intrusion! We're emissaries from the Dwarven Capital!"The elder dwarf was flustered and red in the face "How long have you been standing there?!"
Erron stepped into the room and closed the door behind him, looking about for a chair he sat down and explained that it was in fact mid-day at the moment and that he had unfortunately come as the bearer of bad news.
*Edit*
((Seems everyone got saddled with lots of end of the semester work, so, I'll just be sitting here :whistles smile )
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 3:30 pm
((Hey. I'm sitting here too. -whistles-))
Kal continues to tire, needing rest, but training still and learning from a master of his trade. The red haired mystery man seemed to 'ave as much knowledge about this, as he pretended not to 'ave about everything else. Though the irish accent seemed ta get stuck in your mind.
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 12:23 pm
((Ehhh yeah not even going to say anything about that Kal post...))
Laren smiled once the store clerk accepted the deal and payed the required amount, as well as paying for 5 Normal Healing potions and 3 Greater healing.
Moving on, the elf moved quickly to the inn and went to sle in her room, to tired to drink or anything else.
"ZZZZ"
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Tonash Drahow rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 8:18 am
I said, you are a waste of time! You are worthless! You could have had everything!"
1 Tjaden deflects the incoming attack but is left off-balance
2-5 Tjaden guards himself from the attack, then thrust forward, bashing the phantasm aside. *Strangely no damage dealt*
6 Tjaden bashes the phantasm aside, and thrusts his blade into the image. *Strangely no damage dealt*
Results: Tjaden lurches forward after successfully batting the orc's attack away, then sinks his blade into nothing...
"Yes! Embrace the hatred and wrath in your heart! Feast upon the rage!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 9:04 am
Tjaden stared in disbelief as the sword caused no wound. How could he fight an opponent that he could not harm? The fight had just gotten very difficult.
"I have everything I will ever need. I have the strength of my faith and the trust of my friends!" Tjaden shouted back.
"I will not let blind hatred rule me!" The Orcish Knight struck again, trying to block out the evil reflection and shut him up for good.
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 10:53 am
"Hahaha! Your denial falls flat, fool-knight!"
Tjaden begins to assault his foe again, but to no avail.
It would seem that a different tactic would be needed...
"You know so little, and yet you cling to such petty accomplishments! Without accepting what *can* happen, you will never be able to change anything about your future! As such, you are mine..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:32 pm
Tjaden's strikes often fell true, either being parried by the specter, or passing through it completely. Had this been a real opponent, Tjaden would have matched him blow for blow and the pair would have been deadlocked long ago. As it was, he could not harm the other Orc....
Tjaden backed away, frustrated and furious. He could not vanquish this evil which taunted his eyes yet escaped his sword. He could not strike it down, not with all the strength within his hand....
...but then....his strength was not within his hand was it....it was in his heart....within his faith.
"I know enough, specter, to accept that my knowledge of the world is limited. But I do not seek ultimate knowledge. Nor do I seek ultimate power or even ultimate ability. The only finality that I strive for is ultimate peace, not just for me, but for all beings who walk in the light." Tjaden let his shield drop from his hand as he stood up straight in front of the specter.
"And I do not just strive for it, no, I believe in it! I believe in the strong protecting the weak. I believe in freedom for all people. I believe that good will always triumph over evil. And I believe that love conquers all. It is this belief, it is my faith, which lends me my strength, and it is with this faith that I will defeat you...not with my sword...." With those words, Tjaden sheathed his weapon and stood before the Orc with arms at his side, palms out, weaponless before his hatred, but not defenseless.
"I can never be you and I can never turn into you. Not while my faith is strong, for as long as I believe that anything is possible, I can resist you. My heart will remain pure and good. I can defeat you not by bringing you down, but by letting you go. I was told I would face the darkness within my heart. And I must accept that you are that darkness. What I cannot accept, what I will never allow, is to have you unleashed upon the innocent people of the world. Do your worst, spectre, for you cannot win."
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 9:53 pm
"Hahahahaha! You pathetic whelp! You think throwing down your weapon will save you from me!? DIE!"
The phantasm roared as its flaming broadsword led the way towards Tjaden's non-hostile form. The gleaming silver shining as it made its descent towards the orc's skull.
Silence.
The sword stopped an inch away from Tjaden's flesh, so close that he could feel the heat radiating from the weapon.
"What!? What is this!?"
The specter pulled back its weapon as it staggered backwards for a moment. It was then that another image appeared, one of an aged human whose armor and entire figure were bathed in light, the image walked through Tjaden, passing through him as though he were air, leaving the orc with a sense of profound peace and comfort.
"Your services are no longer required, Shade of the darkness, Tjaden Sunsui has passed his test."
The specter reeled backwards further but delved into a battle stance.
"NO! I will NOT return to the eternal darkness! Not without a fight! You b*****d Balpheron! You will not disperse me with your mere presence in this dream realm!"
The phantasm roared as he charged in, magical weapon breaking the distance between them. The image of Balpheron didn't even drop to a defensive stance, the being of light merely raised a palm and caught the blade full-swing, then brought his grip together and crushed the metal into fine powder.
"Begone, spawn of darkness!"
Balpheron's avatar radiated so much light all at once that the phantasm had no time to even scream as it melted away into nothingness. He then turned to Tjaden's kneeling form.
"You have done well, champion. I would have been honored to call you my brother in ages past. Though even now, I accept you, as my son. Go now, with my blessing. The first Orc Champion of Balpheron."
The darkness faded then, as did the avatar of the god of light. The main room's door re-opened then, revealing Beremond still standing guard, ever-vigilant for his newest brother in arms.
"You've returned! Is it over?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:53 am
Tjaden could not even speak in the presence of this holy figure. He simply let the light and the words wash over him in waves and nodded at the god's proclamations.
As the great forces of darkness and light both faded, Tjaden rose and walked towards the opening door.
"You've returned! Is it over?"
"My war with evil is not yet over," Tjaden said, knowing that he must be ever vigilant against the hatred within and without, "but the battle has been won for today, and I shall continue in the light of Balpheron, for I am one of his Champions." The Orc's voice was weary and the strain of the test had added to the wounds he received in the tomb.
"I wish only to learn your wisdom, Grand Patriarch, but where my will is strong, my body is weak. I must tend to it before my companions and I leave tomorrow, with your permission, of course."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 1:14 pm
"I can see it. The light in your eyes, you were blessed by the avatar of Balpheron himself. Tjaden, my brother. You are hereby a Champion of Balpheron, you and your friends, while I still advise your departure for now, will be welcome within the halls of the temple at any time. Go now, rest and recuperate before your journey."
Tjaden has been promoted to Champion! He now has access to the "Divine Glory" ability (see OOC Thread for details).
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