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 Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 1:07 pm
Archer stood right outside Marley's small dwelling. His wings were freshly washed, as he had done while he prepared. He leaned against the wall, tiredly. He had not had a good night. Nightmares recurred all night. He whistled a slow tune, one of his homeland, which he now missed more than ever. Maybe the Gods would deliver him there if he died in battle against the evil Reinsen Nevar.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 8:48 pm
Issildia glanced briefly at Archer from her place at the doorway when he came outside. She remained quiet for some time until finally the silence grew uncomfortable and prompted her to speak. "So..." she said in an almost conversational manner, this tone masking a thread of doubt woven into her words. "We go to Faltora...perhaps to meet our end. What is there to gain in this for you Archer?...You could simply return to your homeland and avoid this war completely." she stopped in her speech for a moment as Sylph came out of the cabin wearing the brown and tan servant's dress that she had worn out of Meradea. A bow was slung over her back and a belt encircled her waist that carried a quiver of arrows. Her hair was now bound back into a loose braid that aided in finishing the transformation from the fickle politician to a woman that appeared to be able to take care of herself, even if it came to crossing blades with an enemy. Her eyes were downcast as she exited the cabin and passed by Issildia and Archer to head toward the stables so she could ready the horses for travel. Issildia merely looked at her with a slight expression of disdain but immediately turned her attention back to Archer as Sylph continued on past them. (((I stumbled upon this pic today and I had to make a siggy out of it since it looked so much like our favorite politician Sylph xd
Anyway this is a siggy of her before the death of her husband ( Who is obviously in the pic with her). I may put it in the Advertise Us thread later, but anyway, enjoy.)))
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 5:48 am
Sin's eyes snapped open as he looked about sleeply and nearly fell off the tree he was standing on. Regaining his balance he grabbed onto the trunk and looked down at Issilida and Archer talking then over at Sylph as she walked over to the stables and the horses. Yawning he began to hop down from branch to branch with ease eventually landing on the closest one to the ground. Sitting so his legs were drapped along it he sat down and continued to watch everyone silently.
((Nice Pic Raven, looks great and it fits really well with the whole ashen blade mood and story feel 3nodding ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 9:24 pm
((Great pic-love it! Now we need one of Archer xd ))
Archer sighed. He thought for several seconds, watching the sunrise with heavy eyes. "I have naught to gain, but naught to return to." He said silently. "If gain were my purpose, who knows where Reinsen Nevar would be right now..." He trailed off. He sighed, and looked to the blood-red clouds. They looked like strips of flesh torn from the sky.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 8:11 pm
(((I'm glad you guys liked the pic, and I'll keep an eye out for any others that I can use to portray any of your characters.)))
Issildia crossed her arms and lowered her gaze, "Whether any of us choose to admit it or not...our actions are defined by what we seek to gain. Purpose is an elusive thing, you can't see it or touch it...but it is there...And no matter how dark its intentions may be, you will need to be certain of it when we go to meet our enemy. For it will take more than the swift slash of a sword to end him..."
Slowly she leveled her line of sight with that of the horizon, where the glimmering rays of the dawn crept across the land. Her voice seemed different when she spoke next , almost sounding as she had once been before the fall of Anier. Perhaps she was coming to terms with her own advice.
"I do not believe that the gods will save us...quite frankly I do not believe in the gods at all. What I do believe Archer, is that all that we have accomplished, and failed at, has led us to this point. If not driven by a purpose born of our past, then at least we have the memory of those lost...and found, to fight for. But at least fight for something ...or our attempts will have all been commited in vain."
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 8:28 pm
Sin listend to Issilida silently and looked down at the ground. He scratched his head and sighed as he hopped down and slammed a foot into the tree shakeing it and sending his bag tumbleing down into his hand. He tossed the bag over his sholder and walked fowards putting on a fake smile as his mind raced over what he would do.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:34 pm
Khastur fitted his new sword to his side, his footsteps treading softly on the patchy ground outside of the cabin, he stopped near the rest of the group-- the party gaining new members, newly equipped; but fighting Reinsen only to face his next in line, and then Luin.. His sight was pulled in both directions in a sense, to look down? Or to look up? Khastur strapped on his armor tightly as he settled between Archer and Issildia-- his rough darkened steel armor newly polished and sparkling.
"There must be gods Issildia, can you not see plainly a god's prescence in those very plains ahead? The god of war reigns on high, templars fight for their gods.. each side, whether they've realized it or not are helping the gods in their vying struggle for power...We must choose sides, we will wage our holy war on Reinsen's forces to restore power to that shining goddess of peace.." Khastur held his hands aloft before him, palms up to display the landscape like a portrait before him. Khastur looked down to his hands, to the glinting steel gauntlets on his hands, blood flashing on his hands each time he blinked-- it was all in his mind but he knew it's connotation..
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 10:03 pm
Zeno flew as long as his cramped wings would allow before touching down next to a stream. Not wanting to take off of his pack he contented himself by taking a long drink from the stream, after which he kneeled next to the water waiting for Grevious.
A small reflective peice of metal caught Zeno's sharp eyes from the bottom of the shallow bed. Reaching down through the cool water he carefully picked up the soft piece of gold, holding it just so that it didn't bend between his fingers. After letting himself fall back on the ground to rest comfortably on the stones he began to closely examine the tiny fleck of precious metal in his hands. His mind once again flowed back to an earlier time in his life to a much more pleasant occasion.
A young Zeno sat on the ground near the chair that Kara occupied, both were looking over at the blacksmith that resided in another chair who was looking carefully at Zeno's golden dagger.
"Odd peice, this one.. its gold.. but won't yeild to impact. Tell me, where did you find this?" His rough voice broke the lengthy silence, giving both of the figures facing him a start.
"It was given to me by a family friend after.." Kara fell silent obviously preffering to not finish her answer, not that she had the chance because the kindly old man that sat before them nodded silently. He knew about the event of which Kara was so reluctant to mention.
"Aah I see, and this.. friend didn't happen to mention from where they obtained it?"
"No, though he did say something about it having been on a long journey. I just took it as him being cryptic."
"Hmm.." a puzzled look came over the old man's face as he rolled the hilt of the dagger between his forefinger and thumb, letting the light from the roaring fire bounce off of it. He ran his fingers over the flat of the dagger slowly in almost a longing manner, before getting up and handing the blade back to Kara hilt first. "Whatever it is, you make sure you take care of it. I know of a few greedy men who would love to have it adorning their own hearths." Smiling he patted Zeno's head and walked towards the door, grabbing his hat from one of the pegs on the wall adjacent to the exit.
"I'm sure he will, thank you for your time Damien," Kara smiled at the man as he turned and left their small home. "Well you heard the man Zeno, make sure you take care of this. Whatever it is that keeps this thing from snapping in two is pretty strong and I'm guessing worth a hefty price.. so just make sure that you keep it hidden from those that might want it ok?"
"Yes Kara," Zeno smiled as Kara let him take the golden dagger from her.
"What say you about making us some tea, hmm?" Kara's eyes switched from serious to playfull as she knelt to pick Zeno up and carry him on her waist to the well outside their home for some water.
Once again Zeno dragged himself back to the present when he felt the golden fleck fall from his grasp. Slowly picking it back up again he placed it on the end of his forefinger as he reached back with his left hand and tugged at a small bag tied loosely on his pack. After a few moments he was able to untie the sac and catch it. Employing his teeth again he untied the string the held the top closed and opened it to reveal many more small pieces of gold similiar to the one had just found. Zeno tipped the fleck into the bag along with the others like it and secured the mouth of the sac once again. Instead of attempting to tie the bag to his pack again he slipped the string connected to it through his belt and let it dangle next to his thigh.
Zeno took another long drink from the stream and settled back on his haunches to wait for Grevious to make his appearance.
((Not the best.. but it'll do for now))
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 5:57 am
Grevious made his way through the terrian with ease as he ran after Zeno. He saw him touch down a little ways ahead of him and picked up his pace slightly to catch up. He was fast but Zeno was still a flyer. after a few moments Grevious cought sight of him standing near a stream playing with some shiny object. His pace slowed as he approached and by the time he cought up to him he was only going at a light jog.
Stepping up to the stream he said nothing reaching down and takeing a long drink from the water before standing up and looking at his travleing partner.
"so now where to?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:50 am
Zeno crossed his arms and arched his wings, attempting to regain a comfortable feeling in them. After coming back to reality it hadn't been hard to hear Grevious's approach.
Before answering the humanoid's question, Zeno looked him over, from head to foot.
"I saw movement in that direction. Whether or not its Issilidia can be determined by a simple deviation from our course. Just try and be a bit more silent." He kneeled down and took a long drink from the stream, after which he stood and crossed his arms. "Do you need time for rest?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:58 am
"I never trained for silence.... so I doubt I'll be able comply but I can try..."
Grevious sighed and took another drink before standing up and straiting, brushing himself off from his sprint.
"I can still go on for a bit longer..."
He looked about at the area then back at Zeno, sizeing him up once again, before speaking again.
"so assumeing that it is Issilida... how will we go about this? I doubt very much she'll go quietly, and its more then likely that she'll have some assistance as well... are we just planning on running into her... or are we going to come up with a stragity?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 9:04 am
"Our plan is simple. I will fly in a clock-wise manner at a safe distace, around their encampment. Once I have identified the target I will fly to the rendezvous point you and I will set up, where you will be waiting and then we go from there. Issildia is not to be taken lightly, Grevious, she won't hesitate to kill you." Zeno didn't move a muscle as Grevious looked at him. "If you have need for any sort of rest, you should get it now. I won't risk my own life to save yours should you start to fall apart, during a battle with a Nevar."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 9:10 am
"I have no doubt you wouldn't..."
Grevious said looking at Zeno.
"I know very well my limits and the limits of others... you don't need to lecture me about any of that..."
He said the last part with a bit of a scowle and then changed pace and taked normally once again.
"so where should we meet after you circle around?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 9:16 am
"Half a league that way," he said calmly. "You will need to climb a high tree and watch for my approach, when you see me flying you will need to move around in the tree. This will alert me to your presence without disturbing the whole wood. Anything else you would like to ask?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 9:23 am
Grevious was already running towards where Zeno pointed. He needed to run across the stream and every footstep he took foze a part of the water as he crossed. makeing it to the other side he ran into the forest and through the trees with reletive ease. Grevious ran until he roughtly make it to where him and Zeno were supposed to meet and looked about for a tree to climb. Spotting a large pine he quickly grabbed the lowest branch and started his asent to the top of the tree. Moveing past the bristles and twigs he finally made it to the top after a few moments and looked out over the forest for Zeno.
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