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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Moongaze on March 18, 2010, 12:03:22 AM
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The events that led up to now did not make any sense. Having been up for a spot on the high council to replace a dying elder, but now I was taken off for no reason. The sudden exile of our previous high shaman stirred no upheaval. He was banished with curses and thunderous applause... Then the hastily death of his brother... Then in the blink of an eye that tyrannous dog is our new high shaman?
"Curse him" I muttered to myself.
I used to be one of the most respected members of the Shadowbind. NOW I am reduced to nothing more than an outcasr outcast. For what purpose?
"Hadgar is hiding something from us..." I muttered again. "If it's the last thing I do... I will see to it he is no more.
Shuffling under the cover of nightfall, I slip away from the village. My objective becomes clearer as I move forward,
"I must find Torian Whisperwind..." I said, "But I can't go alone... I must find someone who hasn't been corrupted by Duskbringer's foul magic!"
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I let out a loud curse to myself and my lonely shack in the forest grove as I cut my finger on an arrowhead I'd been sharpening on a Whetstone. Too bad really, this was my last of a hundred arrows I'd just finished fletching. I had been working on them for the last week, while in my solitude. The small cut on the index finger of my right hand began to sting slightly as I cleaned it in a bucket of water I collected from the spring earlier that morning.
It made me remember how dangerous it was for me to live miles away from any form of intelligent life. I preferred to live alone though, silence was just something I couldn't live without. From time to time, however, I would have to visit one of the villages to the north so I could collect simple supplies, like flour, or other things I couldn't make myself. I would be going on such a venture tomorrow morning, I'd have to leave early if I wanted to get home before dark. The forest could be a place of unparalleled danger after nightfall...
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Upon my stumbling through the coldness of the forest, I found an ancient hollowed oak to stay the in for the night. The shelter it offered from the brutal winds were well suited. The sunrise had just barely broke the over growth of the forest. A Pale mist had been strewn among the forest floor. The small creatures scurried out of their dens to begin their daily rituals, carefully as to not attract the attention of predators.
Above, a lone hawk was circling. It had spotted a mouse. Within the blink of and eye the mouse was in the firm death grip of the hawks sharp talons.
"Unfortunate..." I muttered.
As I gazed out into the bleak woods I contemplated where I should search next.
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I had walked onto a trap, that hurt badly. He had tried to hurt me, and ended up drowning in the air he breathed. Then why was I so ashamed? Just because Mum said not to do that with my power, perhaps. One second it was oxygen, the next it was hydrogen. "It with self defense!" I thought aloud quite loudly. I sighed, scraping an arrow on a rock and igniting it, staring at the flame and muttering. "What has Wraak done now?" I mimiced, cursing the name's translation.
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I awoke early the next morning, right as the sun rose into the dark sky. I hoisted my pack onto my shoulders and made sure my bow and staff were secure, along with my quiver. If I was lucky I could be back by tonight in time for me to cook a warm dinner with some nice soft fresh bread. I stepped out my front door only to be greeted by the morning rays of sun. My arrows rattled with every movement I made. Looking through the forest canopy I could tell by the absence of clouds in the sky that it was going to be very hot today.
I'd have to take it slow and make sure I don't over heat. If I passed out on the plain, I'd never be seen alive again... But I still had a while under the shady trees before I had to face the blistering sun. With an emotionless face I started my long walk...
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I sat down with my back to the wall. I yawned tiredly, but shook myself back to alert. The fire had long gone out, and I had my bow drawn out, sharp oak arrow pointed and ready to be fired. The string hadn't been pulled yet, so I'd have at least a second to look before firing. My stomach growled in hunger; my throat dry and pettily begging for water. My slender figure was able to last a time without food and water, but not forever. My leg was bleeding upon its bandages from the last attack yet I sat still.
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The sun broken through the leaves of the forest. Walking at a steady pace I couldn't help but sense an unknown presence. As I approached a large tree I stood underneath it, hand on the hilt of my longsword... I stood ready to draw it at a moments notice. The sword is like a second part of me... An extension of my arm that is as natural as if I had been born with it attached...
In anticipation sweat began to break on my brow, still standing ready for everything.
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I hadn't been walking long when I spotted something out of place. Straight in front of me stood a red fox peering around a large tree. He was facing away from me and seemed to be very tense. I could think of only two reasons why he would be in such a state: Someone or something was after him... Or he was simply just lost. Either way he looked to be a dangerous person so I removed my bladed staff from my pack and opened it.
I approached him from behind, walking casually. When I was a few paces a way I greeted him,
"Hello,"
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Startled yet remaining collected (my father had taught me well in tight scenarios) I glanced at the figure that was foolish enough to approach an armed person on the defense... I took my hand off my blade and forged a smile and lowered the hood of my cloak. Turning my head slightly I see he is armed,
"It would be very wise to lower your weapons to the ground..." I said. "Before you can blink you'll be staring into the darkness lying on the ground saturated in your own blood. I'm curious..." I said looking at the gleam of my blade, "Tell me why you so foolishly chose to approach me. Having said that, I will give you a moment of grace..."
I looked up to the trees above and watched a few leaves spiral to the forest floor. Now facing this armed foe I said,
"You have two choices: One, stand down and carry about your business and we'll both forget all about this encounter. Two, stand your ground and leave me no choice but to strike you down where you stand... The choice is yours. You don't have long... Choose quickly or I will. *firmly grips my longsword again*
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I listened carefully as I heard the two bickering in the forest in front of me, just behind the bushes. I stood back up, lighting the arrow in a mere second as I walked into the forest and pointed it to the red fox, who looked to be offensive. "You forgot the third, forth, and fifth options; three, we can all put our weapons down and be civilized, four, one of you can kill me and this flame can set the whole forest ablaze with us all," I said calmly, my small figure weary. "Or I could drown you both."
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THADUMP Am I dead? THADUMP No, my heart is still beaten THADUMP What is going on, why am I in pain? Images of a dog attacking him Thats right, I was attacked by a dog. THADUMP THADUMP The thought of it made his heart race. I need to calm down and get up Rook slowly moving every part of his body making sure it is still intact. good I still have everything Rook slowly got up, each time he moved he would feel a sharp pain. After awhile Rook finally got up. He noticed a couple of things. His pain was no longer there, and his wounds from the dog seemed to be gone. Rook also noticed he isn't were he suppose to be Where am I? It doesn't matter where you are. You are serving me. Rook heard a voice behind him. It was Hadgar DuskbringeI serve no one Rook replied and walked away Mmm? Really? Just by raising his hand, Rook felt a something wrapped around his throat, slowly squeezing it. Gasping for air he manage to yelled out STOP!!! PLEASE STOP continued to gasp for air. Hadgar chuckled as he released the spell Rook was in. As Rook took air in Hadgar throw some weapons at his knees. You are now my dog and you shall do my bidding. I want you to find and kill Torian
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"I make a point to contact the first intelligent life I see in months. I'm sorry if that doesn't go with your grain very well." I heard the ruffling of a bushes leaves and before I could react, yet another fox stood there with a bow drawn and on the red fox. After a short while he spoke.
"You forgot the third, forth, and fifth options; three, we can all put our weapons down and be civilized, four, one of you can kill me and this flame can set the whole forest ablaze with us all," I said calmly, my small figure weary. "Or I could drown you both."
"I mean no offence to either of you." Collapsing my staff again and putting it on my back, I became a neutral member of this conflict. But should things go south, I've still got my fire. "As for you," I pointed at the tan coloured intruder."Killing both of us will do you no good. I've put my weapon away, you do the same or I'll change my mind about being civil."
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"Very well. It seems under the circumstances we have an accord..." *releases the prepared grip on my sword*
"However, at this moment both of you have not the slightest idea how much peril you've put us in. Conflict upon strangers who've merely stumbled upon my by chance is not my intent."
I looked about our surroundings, then looked back at the fox who had surprised me, "I'm going to explain something to you very carefully... I do not have much time so listen closely!"
I glanced at the other sudden addition to this event, "Listen closely as well. ...There is a pillor that I carry. None of you can even begin to comprehend the rage that flows in my blood for what's happened... I've taken it upon myself to put an end to all the treachery. However, like I said... This... quarrel of sorts put me behind and now my mission is in peril, as are both of you. I have my reasons for being cautious. Perhaps it's paranoia, but I cannot afford to let my guard down. That's why I was so prepared to fight."
The wind blows calmly as leaves skitter about on the ground.
"I will offer you both an opportunity. You can choose to go either way... It is up to you. I am on a suicide mission... If I fail no one can stop the Shadowbind from blindly following a tyrannous dog who's following a dark path that will destroy possibly everyone and everything that calls this forest home. You can join me and put an end to this... Or you can walk away and we go our separate ways. Take heed to this warning, I cannot guarantee your safety on your travels, nor can I guarantee my success should you part ways with me."
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I had disarrowed the bow, focusing on it for a moment as the flame when out and I looked to the fox. I fumbled with my leg's bandages and winced slightly. I listened to words and thought carefully. I don't even know him... But it'd be better than my lonesome... I thought. I looked to him again; looking away in thought, then back again, and looking away. After he finished, I spoke up with my natural, soft voice. "If I am in danger, I'd rather have a reason. I choose your suicide mission."
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"You're going to have to give me more reason than that Bucko. Do you really expect me to believe what you say after a first encounter where you threaten me like a pup AND we came this close to killing each other?" I pinched my thumb and index finger for emphasis. "I love this forest as much as anyone. It's my home. But I'm not going to start fighting the Shadowbind without a better explanation." I saw a chipmunk out of the corner of my eye, sitting on a mossy log. Digging into my pockets I found some small seeds, and tossed them to the little critter. I didn't feel good about this... Not one little bit, and I had the sensation that I was about to embark on a suicide mission against my will. "I'm sorry, but that is the way it is."
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"I don't have time for explanations! If you're not with me and you're not against me, then you are nothing but a pest merely standing in my way! I sense the heart of a warrior in you... But you are proving to be an arrogant one at best!"
I turned and approached the seemingly wounded fox. I pulled away my cloak and opened a pouch secured to my waist. I reached in and grabbed a violet herb and focused spirit magic from the void turning it dry and deep red. I crushed it in my hands and applied it underneath his bandages.
"This will sting..." I said, "But the result will be relief from your wounds"
Helping him to his feet I turned back to the other, staring baffled. I stood sternly and said,
"Surely there are more trying matters you wish to concern yourself with. If that is how you feel I will not change you. I cannot afford to waste anymore time standing here."
Securing the fox I had just helped, I walk him in my direction until the herb takes full effect and he can walk on his own.
"I sensed a powerful corruption from your wounds... You must tell me who you are and how you ended up where you were..."
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"Kill him? You banished him, why kill him?" Rook asked. "Because he is the only one that can stop me, I want him gone." "But where can I find him? He been missing for awhile!" "NOT. MY. PROBLEM. Go now!" Hadgar commanded. "But I don't know to fight or kill anyone!" "Don't worry, he knows" "What do you mean He?" Hadgar started to chuckle "You'll know....soon". Hadgar laughed.
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I didn't like this one. The way he dealt with matters seemed like he was setting a trap. He swatted away my questions like an annoying bug. I began to walk with them, maybe I could at least get answers later, if I decided I didn't like them I could always leave. For now I had nothing to loose. I followed them closely behind, but I didn't say anything. I would question him later, and maybe figure out his name.
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I tried to back up, but the fox got to me before I could. I winced; keeping the noises inside. "Thanks.." I said as I walked beside him. I didn't know about the other fox. "I am... Wraak Vlam..." He said the name almost in shame. "I'm a alchemist.. And got my wound from a hunter. I dunno who he was, but he had attempted to kill me, so I killed him.. I am from a golden jackal tribe in Africa, but I was banished when I failed the physical challenge." My ears sunk. I didn't know why I was opening up to him.
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With two new allies I felt it necessary to stop briefly and explain things in greater detail.
"We can stop here for a moment, it should be safe."
I turned facing both of my new allies. I didn't want to keep them in the state they were in... They seemed confused, I'm not even sure if they could put their trust in me.
I thank both of you for following me... I would like to take this brief moment to apologize for earlier, and explain things to you in greater detail. I can still explain things along the way... But for now I will explain to both of you the bigger picture.
Drawing memory I clench my fists. I look at the two standing before me,
"My name is Drakus Moongaze. I was once a powerful cleric in the high council of the Shadowbind. My ties to the Earth Spiritress and the spirit realm helped keep the natural balance in check. A random chain of events and a cold blooded tyrant quickly changed everything. This tyrant of which I speak of is Hadgar Duskbringer. He solely took charge as high shaman, and banished anyone who thought otherwise under threat of death. My affiliation is with Torian Whisperwind. I refused to obey any command because I sensed something was amiss. Others were either too cowardly to stand up, or are willing to follow any figure of power. Subsequently, the entire tribe warmed up to the new high shaman because he promised something greater than any of their lives. I don't know why he's doing this... But he is making preparations to channel a dark spell that will shake everything to the core. He wants unlimited power... But what he is aiming for is total destruction."
The skies grew thicker, a few clouds rolled in. The breeze blew cooler than before. I stood their and paused for a moment thinking about the void... It beckoned to pull me in... Perhaps a close by spirit is willing to lend assistance... Usually they walk haunted paths and wail in misery... Thinking back on the subject I looked back and continued my explanation,
"The only way I can put an end to this is to find Torian Whisperwind. He is our only hope because he carries the life-binders stone on his staff. When channeled it interrupts and disables any dark magic completely. I'm not sure why Duskbringer didn't order it to be destroyed... Perhaps he is a fool or just didn't want to damage his image by killing Torian himself... Regardless, we must carry onwards. The only way we can continue is if we reach the Oak of the Shadowbind. From there I can allow the spirit void to take me to The Pinnacle and I can communicate with the Earth Spiritress. She knows all of the land, and all of it's inhabitants.
Dark clouds began to form overhead. It looked like rain... Just what we needed, but I wasn't about to let that jeopardize a days travel. Beside, a little rain never killed anyone anyways...
"If we travel far enough today we can reach the the sacred oak early tomorrow. I'm following a trail of trees engraved with the symbol of the Earth Spirtress. They lead a distorted path to keep intruders from finding it's where abouts. This what will take the most time. I believe I've gone on long enough... Let us continue."
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I listened almost to every detail; however, when I thought I saw something from the far corner of my eye and felt an anthropomorphic shaped disposition in the atoms, I spun around forty-five degrees. I saw nobody, and slipped on the now-wet grass. I fell onto my rear, getting grass stains on my cloak and jeans I knew I wouldn't get out with an "ungh." I began to get up, seeing a shape from the far corner again.
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As Rook left the estate, without knowing where to find Torian. "I knew I should of listen to my mother and went for a miner like my father, but NO I had to be a traveler that brought culture and people together. Sigh And look what it brought me.....Being attacked by a dog, forced to find a man that has been disappeared for quite some time and possibly followed by a man that I don't know or maybe won't see.....My life sucks!" Soon the beast primal instinct kicked in. Rook sniffed the air, then got on his all fours. Catching a sent he never smelled before. What the hell I am doing? He thought as he continued to smell the air. Before he caught the sent, it started to pour. "Aw great! It started to rain! And I am doing something freaky with my nose! Could this day could get any worse?!" Rook continued forward, not knowing where he is going but went with his gut. He notice a group of people. His primal instinct kicked in once more telling him to follow them.
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I gazed to the darkening skies, grim faced. If it rained now, that pretty much made a fire tonight nothing but a wish. Who I now knew as Drakus had explained to me -- and a rather strange fox called Cyan -- what was really going on. I'm not sure if I believed him, but I'd be a fool not to go along with it for now, to much was at stake. Knowing that he had been a powerful Cleric in the shadowbind sure added to my lack of faith though. I'd never been a believer in gods and spirits... so I didn't by this earth spiritress stuff, but I decided I'd live with it for now.
"You have a companion in me then. I'd rather die for something worth while than let it happen in front of my eyes." I told them, uncrossing my arms. "I shall protect you to the last. As long as you promise me to stop it."
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"Very good then." I said continuing onward, giving a gesture for my new allies to continue as well. The rain began pouring from the skies above, but I refused to slow down. I pulled the hood to my cloak up and looked back to check on the other two, and to check to make sure we weren't being followed.
In the distance a head I found what I was looking for. I moved ahead towards the first mark. I waved my hand over it and my soul was torn between both dimensions of life and spirit and I was instantly cast into the void. In the transient state I was of no mortal use. My soul was trapped within the spirit realm until I channeled out.
I looked around... The forest looked the same... Only with a pale grey mist. I turned to to my right and saw a beacon in the distance. That was it. That was where to find the next mark. I began channeling myself out of the void to announce to the others that we must continue due east. But I was interrupted... I heard a voice, "Great..." I thought, "I've taken too much time and now a spirit has become aware of my presence." There was nothing I could do but speak with it, or listen to it wail until it leaves. I turned and saw it. It wasn't speaking, it wasn't wailing, it was pointing at something... What it was I'm not sure. The spirit was pointing at the tree immediately adjacent to the marked one. I didn't understand... Next it started making a dig motion... This made more sense, but I didn't know what to think. What could be buried around here? I wasn't aware of any trinkets, or ritual items out here this far. The spirit had grown agitated of my presence and let out a shriek that would destroy any mortal outside this realm. It turned and moved away slowly.
I channeled myself yet again out of the void. This time, my attempt proved to be successful. Upon rejoining my soul with my body I looked up to see two very panicked foxes. I chuckled,
"Neither of you would last a second where I was... It takes years of discipline and attunement." I said getting up and moving to inspect the area that the spirit was pointing to.
"We're continuing due east, that's where the next mark is."
I dug around the tree carefully. If something was in there I wasn't going to risk damaging it.
"I'll be damned..." I said in disbelief. I pulled an object from the ground and brushed it off carefully. I sat for a moment not believing my eyes.
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Drakus was still giving me the creeps. Along our path he suddenly stopped and started moving his hands in a mystical pattern, over a tree. It would have looked like he was caressing it if you weren't looking closely. His body went still momentarily -- as if frozen in time -- before he began rotating... His eyes were dark and cloudy. I'd seen my share of strange things before, but this took the grand prize. Shortly, they returned to normal.
"Neither of you would last a second where I was. It takes years of discipline and attunement." He said and began inspecting the base of a nearby tree.
"We're continuing due east, that's where the next mark is." He began digging up the base of the tree gently... He muttered something under his breath, something I couldn't hear. In his hands he held something I small. I was to far away to see what it was, but he seemed to be very interested in his findings...
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When I looked, I saw it was a chipmonk and laughed at my own mix of paranoia and stupidity; perhaps it was just a JACKAL instinct. It wasn't long before I watched the fox called Drakus move iractically and gulped loudly. I began forward, reaching out to poke him as he shifted to normal and I jumped back with an eep, hiding my eyes with my tail. After he spoke, I moved it and blushed brightly. Then he dug something from the ground and I stepped forward curiously. "What'd you find?"
Post Merge: April 24, 2010, 12:30:03 AM
When I looked, I saw it was a chipmonk and laughed at my own mix of paranoia and stupidity; perhaps it was just a JACKAL instinct. It wasn't long before I watched the fox called Drakus move iractically and gulped loudly. I began forward, reaching out to poke him as he shifted to normal and I jumped back with an eep, hiding my eyes with my tail. After he spoke, I moved it and blushed brightly. Then he dug something from the ground and I stepped forward curiously. "What'd you find?"
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I stood up and turned around as I clenched a necklace in my fist. The elements hadn't gotten to it suggesting that it hadn't been there long. Attached to the necklace was a trinket of some kind. Upon closer inspection I noticed markings...
This bares the marking of Torian Whisperwind... I don't believe this. I said in shock. I don't know if this is a good sign, or a bad one... We must hurry.
I wore the trinket around my neck and turned to press onward.
Let's get moving to the next mark. We can rest after we learn where to go next.
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I didn't understand what Drakus meant by saying he didn't know if the trinket was a good or a bad sign, but either way, it worried me. Things were progressing very fast and we'd already covered a large distance. All I wanted right now was to get to the next marker so that we could rest for the night.
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I almost yawned. The small burst of adrenaline that had numbed my hunger and thirst was gone. My stomach growled a bit, but I held it in. I looked to the others; one fox tired, the other pushing. I guess it'd be safe to say I was the weakest of us three in hand-to-hand. 'Course, I wasn't gonna say it, but my outside appearance gave it away. I followed Drakus and kept a neutral expression, even though the rain and wind were chilling me.
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When I looked, I saw it was a chipmonk and laughed at my own mix of paranoia and stupidity; perhaps it was just a JACKAL instinct. It wasn't long before I watched the fox called Drakus move iractically and gulped loudly. I began forward, reaching out to poke him as he shifted to normal and I jumped back with an eep, hiding my eyes with my tail. After he spoke, I moved it and blushed brightly. Then he dug something from the ground and I stepped forward curiously. "What'd you find?"
Rook hid Thank god that chipmunk came along but he had a feeling of dissatisfaction in him. As if though something inside of him wasn't pleased. Rook continued to follow them.
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As we continued something didn't feel right. I detected a presence, again... Perhaps it was only another paranoid feeling. The rain clouded any sure feeling. Besides... What had happened before was coincidence. If there were any others they would have heard our quarrel.
We weren't long from the next beacon. I could feel it. A deep pulsating sensation within me, and it got stronger with every step I took.
Lets move a bit faster. We're going to start losing daylight soon.
I picked up my pace as we moved closer. We were about 400m off. I don't know how I knew that... I felt my sense of awareness growing somehow... Regardless, I couldn't shake the suspicion that we weren't alone. Part of me wanted to stop... but at the same time I wanted to press onward. I met my thoughts halfway and mentally readied myself to draw a weapon at a moments notice.
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Drakus seemed to become tenser by the moment and it gave me a very uneasy feeling. Even his urging didn't allay my concerns at all, but it did tell me that we were getting very close and that provided me with some relief.
My hand shot straight to my staff when I heard the very large snap of a tree limb. Even with the heavy rain a limb such as that couldn't have broken without help. I stood there, in a defensive stance, waiting. I blinked some rain out of my eye but remained unwavering. Quite the opposite of what had been happening, I think I was now the one alarming the others.
"There's something big around..." I told them,
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I sighed. I let my guard down so easily. I have to wisen up or I'll end up dead. I walked to a tree and scraped the arrow's head on it, igniting it. I began to look around and strung the arrow. I pointed it at a large bush; whether it was the intruder or the chimpmonk, I didn't know, but I did know something was behind it. The flame flickered in the rain, keeping alight by my breaking a few drops into the flammable gasses. "You can come out now." I said, trying to put strength into my soft voice.
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Rook didn't know whether or not to come out. Two thing went through his mind. Either join them in looking for Torian. Or fight them in hoping to find something. He went with gut and stepped out, with a displeasing feeling. "I mean you no harm. We are both looking for the same man. I figured we look for him together. Hands in the air showing them that isn't a threat.
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I turned and saw this figure standing before us. He seemed meek, yet I couldn't help but feel his presence was giving a tainted energy. My deep inner thoughts were telling me to kill him right at this moment. I was opening and closing my right paw repeatedly and meticulously, almost in the manner of a paranoid tick. I slowed my thoughts and figured why not reason with this stranger, hear what he has to say and then send him off kindly before jumping off into the depths of rage.
What business have you? I boldly stated, starring our surprise guest in the eyes, coldly, Certainly you are delirious, you don't look to be with any affiliation with Torian Whisperwind. Why is he in need of your presence? Speak, before my patience wears thin.
I stood my ground and began my tick yet again, waiting for fumbled words to begin.
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Torid felt as something was stirring inside of him. But he had the feeling to fight it off for now.You are right, I am not affiliated with Torian in anyway but he is the only one that can help me. He felt a chill running down his spine either from the feeling from the fellows pointing their weapons at him, or something terrible might happen when they don't put it away.
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I spoke my sixth and seventh words to the stranger; the words on everybody's mind. "With what?" I said them with a demanding and threatening tone above the gentle tone as I gripped the arrow tightly. The flame now seemed to be burning off of air; growing toward the stranger slowly.
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I too thought his answer suspicious.
"And what makes you think we would be looking for such a powerful person?"
I loosened my grip on my staff, prepared to strike at a moments notice, and call forth fire.
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Something didn't seem right... This dark tainted energy I sensed was pulsing stronger through me. His words kept echoing through my my mind, "He is the only one who can help me." My thoughts began racing again as I was trying to piece together why a lone stranger, such as the one standing before us seeks the wisdom and enlightenment of Torian Whisperwind...
And then it hit me. I knew where I sensed that darkened energy before... My eyes widened as I looked to inspect this stranger one last time before leaping off the edge of logic and reason. I lunged towards him, drawing my dagger from the sheath on the back of my waist, and grabbing by the shirt with my free paw. I put my forearm against him and forced his back into a tree, putting my dagger to his throat,
I should kill you right here... I knew I sensed something amiss... And my feelings proved to hold true, I know... I growled.
I lightened the force of my dagger and pulled his head closer to mine, whispering in his ear, Duskbringer... Don't think for a moment that I am second guessing this...
I pushed him back and turned away, Killing you right here would be too easy... I said, No... it would be foolish. I smirked and turned back to him and pointed my dagger up, This is what you're going to do... You're going to turn and walk from where you came, and you're going to deliver my best wishes to that snake Hadgar. If you're lucky he'll make your death painful as opposed to slow and very painful.
I turned and threw my dagger into a tree behind me to vent a little rage before continuing, If you refuse... I won't spare you a quick painless death. I'll tie you to a tree and let scavengers decide your fate. Your call.
It was at that moment I had realized that the rain had stopped for quite some time, "At least our friend will have a nice walk back..." I thought.
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I jumped, letting the arrow fly, the twitch of my wrist making it miss the stranger by millimetres. I couldn't kill him if I tried; not that he was strong, but me overthinking it. The flame moved around rapidly; like a beed going down a never ending thread. It kept twirling about, never stopping nor hitting anything as its fuel was continuously moved.
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Rook wanted to walk away, mainly out of fear, but his body wouldn't move. Slowly inside him he felt something rising up him. It was burning inside him, he didn't understand it at first, then he realized he was angry. But at what? He didn't know, but all he know he wanted to tear these guys up. Rook body started to tingle, he growled at the others. Rook crotch down as he continued to growl at them. Rook body started to burn entirely. Argh! His whole body started to ache. Rook pulled back behind the tree. Argh! Ahhh! Rook continued to groan. He stopped all of a sudden. Nothing happened for a bit. The leaves in the tree rustled abit. A figured jumped out of the tree wielding dual arm daggers. The figure headed towards the one who had his dagger on his throat. You b*st*rd are going to pay for that! It threw mini balls at them. They exploded as soon as they hit the ground.
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I was hoping it wouldn't come to this... But to a degree, I felt some relief that I at least now had a direction. I charged at the new and mysterious attacker, without a second though. I released my flow of energy to the blade, allowing flames to dance and flicker along it's edge. I wound up and aimed for the neck of the mystery man... With a mighty and final heave I attacked him.
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Taken by surprise by this mysterious attacker, I rose enraged. I knew it... These constant delays had put me behind and allowed an assassin to catch up to me... I reached back for my dagger and removed it from the tree. I flipped in my hand and watched a display of inflamed weaponry charging towards the assailant. I watched as he dodged the first attack and moved to take a fatal slash at my partner.
I seized this opportunity and held the blade tip of my my dagger, took careful aim and threw it, quickly after drawing my sword. I watched the dagger strike the attacker in the thigh. To my amazement, it seemed to have minimal effect, "A berserker, perhaps?" Without wasting a moment I charged in and speared the attacker, knocking him to the ground and taking a slash to the arm in the process.
Agh! The sight of the blood coming from my arm sent me deeper into an uncontrollable rage. I rose my blade and lunged for a death blow.
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The burst of flame coiled around the attacker, leaving the throat open. Tentacle like extensions from the flame began to wave, burning the treeside. My fur was singed from when it'd hit me, but I looked at the attacker trapped in my web of flames with the two attacking him. "I believe this would be the time to apologize." I said, taking out an arrow and readying my bow, aimed for the attacker's stomach.
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As if this could contain me It smiled as he released some mini grenades. The smoke from the grenades blocking their view from them.Then It dashed towards the one with a flaming sword, he turned a tuck and roll into a flying kick. Making a perfect landing on the one with the flaming sword. He looked the next one coming at him for the fatal blow, he threw some mini grenades at him exploding in front of him blocking his view. To think.... It power thrusted a open palm fist on the one with the dagger. I am not even trying....And for you. Looking at the one with the bow and arrow You are going down. He dashed up to him cutting down the arrows that were aimed at him. It dropped kicked the one with the bow in the chest. Now do you still want more?
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I recoiled in pain, gasping for a breath. I soon found myself again and decided that play time was over. I conjured fire balls and threw them at the cloaked attacker, setting him ablaze in writhing orange flames. I dedicated myself to no mercy, I wasn't finished yet. Another attack came to mind and I swept his legs from underneath tripping him. I jumped on top where the figure lay, and pressed the center of my staff to its jugular choking him off.
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I yelped loudly when I found myself on my stomach on the ground, looking up. When the attacker on me was lit alight, I broke the carbon dioxide, from the air, molecules into their flammable components, feeding the flame atop his back. "I just started." I said as the flame burned up to his head and I began to break the water back to its explosive origin.
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It could feel himself go into unconscious, he did the only thing he could. He took a mini grenade and threw it at his face.