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Chapter 1: The Beginning
I stood by my fort waiting for new recruits. The war was close and I was worried.
Post Merge: June 15, 2010, 10:09:43 PM
This is how your setup should be.
Name:
Age:
Weapon(s):
Armor:
Traits:
Defects:
Spells:
Rank:
Name: Chroin
Age: 15
Weapon(s): Silver longsword, golden bow, bronze arrows
Armor: Steel gauntlets, steel carapace, steel greaves, steel boots, chain mail
Traits: Dragon wings, can change from wolf fursona to wolfdragon fursona to dragon fursona
Defects: Arrogant, Wild at times, Jumpy
Spells: Destruction, Flare, Drain, Freezing touch, Shocking touch
Rank: Leader
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Name:Heshamuru
Age:16
Weapon(s):long sward and spiked gauntlets
Armor:scale mail, steel leg armor, lether boots, and steel helm
Traits:can see targets frome long distances
Defects:once I start fighting it's hard to stop and often underestimates opponents
Spells:shock wave
Rank:recruit
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Chroin: Welcome new recruit! You are my first recruit in the war.
Post Merge: June 16, 2010, 03:06:35 AM
And just in time, I said looking at the two enemy archers over my shoulder.
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Name:Sain
Age:15
Weapon(s):throwing daggers, wooden bow, bronze arrows,2x small sword
Armor:leather padding, small chain mail underneath
Traits:can sense open wounds, is very quite, blood wings can be used for offense and defense
Defects: stealth fighter only, not the best head to head, blood wings require some ones blood
Spells: lighting bolt, discharge (paralyzes), shadow blend (blends into the shadow; almost invisible), blood wings (not so much of a spell but yea)
Rank:recruit
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Name: Lurior
Species: Draconian
Age: 416
Clothing: A large Black Robe set, sandles and white socks.
Weapons: a single long length blue Zanpakto
Traits: colour change, feathery wings, 5ft long tail, Loyalty to the highest command
Defects: Not good with holding conversation, extremely wary of approaching danger
Spells: Too many, ill just pick 3 to use for this: LOST MAGIC 231 APOCALYPSE,
LOST MAGIC 249 GOD SONG, LOST MAGIC 395 FLASH GOD,
Rank: recruit
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Chroin draws his bow and aims it at Lurior. "Who goes there?"
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Name: Sir Buddy
Age:25
Weapon(s): Long sword, 2 handed sword, bow + arrows
Armor: Dragon scale armor
Traits: Unnaturally sneaky, Can shoot an arrow up to 200ft, Heavy killing blows with swords, aggressive stance when using a shield and sword.
Defects: Slow, Can't swim, rushes in for the kill
Spells: Summon Zombie aid, Lightning ball, Invisibility, Summon Dragon (limited to 5 uses per week), Water Walking
Rank: Recruit
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Just another warrior to serve the almighty Chroin! *bows on a knee*
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*draws blade and stabs it in the ground and bows down* My blade is at your side as are my arrows and skills.
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Lowers bow. "Well in that case, welcome." :3
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"I am ready fore orders leader, what are we going to do with them" looks at enemy archers.
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*Luroir Draws his katana* Are we gonna just stand here and wait for them to fire? Chroin, Its either an order to kill, capture or retreat, which one are you thinking of?
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Chroin draws his sword. "Capture them."
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*finally stands up* It will be done. Hope you wont mind if they are missing a limb or 2 but they will live.
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Chroin runs at the archers, dodging arrows that fly at him.
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*Lurior follows closely behind Chroin, waiting to strike and deflecting the occasional arrow with his katana*
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One archer pulls out a sword and starts fighting with Chroin. "Lurior, I'll get behind him and subdue him. When I do, I want you to kick his knee in as hard as you can, capiche?"
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I can't hit him as hard as i can, he will not have a knee left! *Lurior prepares to execute Chroins plan* If that is your wish, then ill do enough to stop him escaping, I don't want to remove his leg though :S
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Just break his leg, GO!" Chroin deftly flips over the archers head and grabs him."NOW!!"
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*Lurior brings his foot down hard, dislocating the knee of the archer* There, is that good enough*he shouts while deflecting an arrow away from his face*
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*fires a few arrows into the arms of 3 different archers* They will live but no more fighting for them
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*Lurior looks over at buddy and gives a thumbs up smiling breifly* Nice aim, I can see you've had practice!
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*nods* For me, this was practice. I use to work for a vary greedy man and he always had me attacking entire kingdoms.
*Loads another arrow and shoots another archer*
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*Lurior slices an arrow out of the air splitting in down the middle*Why practice? *Lurior grins* Why not fun
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Chroin jumps back and uses his Snowball spell. All of the archers freeze. "That oughta do it."
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*switches to 2 handed sword* Now we just have the rest of the sword men to kill. *looks over and shoots a lightning spell into a pond that had a squad of assassins*
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Chroin enchants an arrow with a spell they've never heard before then he fires it. "Duck!"
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*Lurior leaps up out of the way watching carefully* So we kill the rest?
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*drops to the ground as 4 flaming arrows fly over me*
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(Hello Chroin, may i apply for this rp as a sort of evil character to battle against you all?)
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((That would be freakin' awesome!))
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Name: Malal
Age: Unknown
Weapon(s): Greatsword cackling with evil energy, apparently can be used one handed and with a shield
Armor: (http://www.deviantart.com/download/91004516/Chaos_Chosen_by_Cataclysm731.jpg)
Traits: He's the scariest person you will ever meet, he's good at the art of applying violence in a no nonsense fashion, and he's really good against purely magical beings. He's pretty intelligent too
Defects: He's not much one for talk, but he's not stupid, prefers to get to the dirty business of killing his rivals and opponents. His heavy armor limits his mobility.
Spells: Mostly spells that help strengthen his weaponry or armor, but has a few things that increase visibility and cause infectious wounds that heal slowly and rot quickly.
Rank: Chosen of Chaos
and yes, even his sword has a face on it.
Post Merge: July 09, 2010, 12:29:04 AM
I don't think i made him evil enough the first time, but he has seven pet cats that he treasures deeply
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Chroin *Luriors eyes widen and he points towards the back of the enimies horde at a disturbingly huge figure* Is that the leader?
*Lurior swings his katana through the waiste of another enimy soldier making sure to keep his distance from the demonic being*
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"Yes. Do not under any circumstances go for him." Chroin says as he flings a bomb at multiple soldiers. >:(
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But Sir*Lurior covers his eyes to stop the dust of the explosion blinding him* What if he kills you? Do we retreat or avenge you, I don't see you beating him**Lurior runs towards yet another foot soldier removing their head with his katana*
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"I have had encounters on many occasion with him and his army. His name is Malal. We have both left each other bleeding many times"
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Well, Who am I to question you, I would't want somone to Kill my nemesis*Lurior jumps back behind Chroin* I would like to know, how many battle's have there been between you and why is it if you managed to wound each other, neither of you ever managed to finnish the job?
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"Our power is equally matched." Chroin has a sharp hint of anger in that last sentence.
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*Lurior looks at Chroin seriously* You must wan't him dead quite badly, that will be an honer I will not interrupt, I will not try and kill him, I will avoid him*Lurior smiles*You will defeat him someday im sure, mabe even today....
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Chroin makes a dash out to the side of the wave of enemies and attaches a bomb to an arrow and shoots it.
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Malal raised his shield and took the explosive arrow full force, it just scratched the exquisite paint on the shield. He eyed Lurior and marched steadily towards him.
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Chroin runs and quickly pushes Lurior out of the way. "Malal. Here you are again. You just don't stop do you? >:3"
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Mala's march had quickly advanced into a run and he shield barged Chroin out of the way and continued to make his way for Lurior.
"You old fool, always interfering in affairs you can not comprehend"
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Chroin quickly shoots Malal in the leg with a poisoned arrow.
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Im old but wise, I know enough! *Lurior prepares to strike but hesitates remembering Chroins orders* Kill him NOW!!
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Chroin leaps off the ground, then using his wings for speed, he aims a blow to the head with his sword at Malal.
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Malal deflects the sword strike to his head and yanks the poison arrow out of his leg.
(i was referring to Chroin as the old fool)
"I Fear no poison, FOR I AM FEAR INCARNATE!!!"
Malal swings his sword for a massive overhead sweep designed to behead anything standing.
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Chroin is on the ground when he swings his sword, and just barely misses getting hit because he deflected it with his blade. However, the blade flew behind Malal. Chroin spots it and does a sweep kick to Malal's leg.
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Malal laughs as his leg remains in place due to the weight of his armor.
"Pitiful attempt from such a weak being, it's to be expected"
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"You might want to look down." Chroin says as he jumps back to get his sword. Malal looks down and notices a bomb about to blow attached to his leg.
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"Because you probably attached a bomb to my leg, just like last time, BUT NOT THIS TIME!"
As he's yelling the bomb explodes, sending him soaring a couple feet away.
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*Lurior ceases the opportunity to attck the bulk of the enimy while Malal is knocked away from them* LOST MAGIC 395 FLASH GOD!!!
*lurior lets a very bright, large and very long energy dragon sprout from his arm and it quickly rages towards the unprotected soldiers*
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Chroin runs and picks up his sword then, as a victory dance he does the moonwalk for about ten seconds, giving one of the soldiers enough time to strike Chroin in the back with a poisoned sword. "Well... that... was... smart..." Chroin stumbles out then falls to the ground passed out.
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*Lurior rushes to Chroins side* LOST MAGIC 249 GOD SONG! *Lurior basks Chroin in a dim yellowish light* There we go *Lurior coughs out a little blood* You will not die for the next 5 minutes at least Chroin, and by that time you will be recovered*Lurior coughs, very tired after using his spells so close together, He turns to Malal*
You will not win in this way *coughs and raises his katana defensively* I can't kill you but I won't let you kill Chroin!
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Chroin spits out a mouthfull of poison and shakily gets up. "Uugh..."
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*Lurior fistbumps Chroins arm hard* How is it you haven't been killed sooner*coughs* What kind of being celebrates before they have won?
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Malal stands back up and palms Lurior's side with the festering rot of the Chaos God Nurgle, causing his wound to slowly rot away and is incredibly difficult to cure.
"This fight is with me and Chroin, not you"
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*Lurior leaps back falling on to his side before scrambling to his feet, grimacing as the disease takes effect* Chroin*cough* do you know of anyway to cure this?*Lurior kneels on one knee and uses his katana to keep himself from falling, breathing heavily*
If you don't i will not have an easy time curing this, I won't be able to stay around much longer*coughs blood* Not if I wan't to live that is*Lurior glares at Malal* I would kill you if Chroins pride wasn't in the way, you are so lucky he forced me too agree*coughs*
How is it you have such a power, what favours did you do to earn the right to draw power from a god?
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"That is none of the concern for a mere man. I am a servant of CHAOS! I can kill you even without that spell little man, but i need to kill your friend."
Malal raised his sword and went forwards to stab Chroin in the heart.
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*Lurior effortlessly blocks the blade with his own, continuing to glare at Malal* Ha Ha Ha Ha ha*Lurior chokes a little on his internal bleeding and coughs hard* you are just a servant ?
*Lurior pushes back with his zanpakto cutting through the tip of Malals blade* How dare you assume i am a mere anything!*coughs*
I am no pathetic mortal, You can't comprehend the power im holding back, your life would have already ended if Chroin wasn't so stubborn, although *coughs* Ill admit you caught me off guard with that virus*coughs*
This is not A REQUEST! this is an ORDER!! Tell me about your power!!
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"I think it's time I got into this fight, but first" * hands Chroin a vary smelly green past* "This should help with your wounds" *looks at Malal* "I LOVE A GOOD FIGHT!"
( sorry I haven't posted, went to the country fore the 4th, thin my brother took the PS3 to a Friends house )
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*Lurior grabs wastes shoulder* Don't dare attck Malal, unless Chroin dies then his orders stand, we cannot actually attack Malal, only defend against him, You must *cough* respect Chrions honer
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Chroin gets up. "Thanks but no thanks guys. I usually get poisoned when I battle him, then I pass out, he captures me somehow, I spit out the poison, get out of his trap then, destroy his base." Chroin grabs his sword and swings it around.
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*Lurior turns to Chroin puzzled*
What?! *Lurior snarls angrily* Why didn't you tell us that and why is it that you haven't been killed?
*Lurior faces back to Malal* Explain to me how you haven't killed him before now, it's obvious he's a fool
*Lurior pauses to take a breath breifly closing his eyes*
What is it that you need him for, there must be a reason you seek to capture him, I want to know why!
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"Years ago when my parents ruled this land, Malal was a knight. He was good and served my parents like any other. One day, though my parents relieved him of his position after he attacked uncle in battle. Malal got mad and kidnapped my parents and locked them into another realm. I have sworn revenge and that I shall find them one day."
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Chroin...*Lurior facepalms and growls bitterly* I can't believe im on your side, if id known the whole story I wouldn't have joined you.
Do you even know what his motives for attacking your uncle were?
I will not betray you, But i will not be sided with you for much longer, I will need to investigate this from an objection al view.
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*Lurior effortlessly blocks the blade with his own, continuing to glare at Malal* Ha Ha Ha Ha ha*Lurior chokes a little on his internal bleeding and coughs hard* you are just a servant ?
*Lurior pushes back with his zanpakto cutting through the tip of Malals blade* How dare you assume i am a mere anything!*coughs*
I am no pathetic mortal, You can't comprehend the power im holding back, your life would have already ended if Chroin wasn't so stubborn, although *coughs* Ill admit you caught me off guard with that virus*coughs*
This is not A REQUEST! this is an ORDER!! Tell me about your power!!
You wish to inquire about powers you can't understand,
*his blade reforms the broken part as he goes for the stab on Chroin once again*
The purpose for Chroin will be revealed when the time comes, which isn't now
It's true, I've kidnapped your parents Chroin, by now they would've been warped into mindless monstrosities of Chaos, shambling around serving the whims of our Dark Gods.
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*Lurior tries to again get in the way but has a lapse in concentration, as the blade his the flesh of his arm, cutting down to the bone*
Gwah!*Lurior coughs blood and moves away keeling at distance on the floor*
HA Ha ha ha ha!*Lurior coughs heavily and breathes hard* Chroin, Id apperciate if you protected my momento, Ill be back shortly
*Lurior again turns to Malal* No matter what happens, this isn't over between you and me, ill comback when Ive cured the disease youve given me, and I guarantee that your gods pathetic magic will not get the best of me again!
*Lurior Roars Loudly shaking the ground, he looks up with his mouth open as he turnes to a stone figure*
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Chroin spis out what seems like a river of poison then stands and wipes his mouth. Then he rushes at Malal with his sword glowing.
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*Lurior tries to again get in the way but has a lapse in concentration, as the blade his the flesh of his arm, cutting down to the bone*
Gwah!*Lurior coughs blood and moves away keeling at distance on the floor*
HA Ha ha ha ha!*Lurior coughs heavily and breathes hard* Chroin, Id apperciate if you protected my momento, Ill be back shortly
*Lurior again turns to Malal* No matter what happens, this isn't over between you and me, ill comback when Ive cured the disease youve given me, and I guarantee that your gods pathetic magic will not get the best of me again!
*Lurior Roars Loudly shaking the ground, he looks up with his mouth open as he turnes to a stone figure*
Spoken like a true delueded fool of the Old ways. Chaos can not be denied
*malal raised his shield and tried to deflect the blow, but the blade went through the shield and in the hand which held the shield, howver Malal felt no pain, and only lost the ability to use that arm*
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"You're lucky I did not tell him why you kidnapped them, Malal." Chroin says still in a struggle with him. "Your stupidity about all furries is just crazy." Chroin knees him in the stomach.
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Malal just laughs at the feeble knee to the stomach
"I have nothing against the Furry Kind. In truth, a lot of them are cohorts with me in the service of Chaos, most of them willing servents as well. it's not that I'm racist, it's that this realm is no longer under your control, and you want to paint me as the all horrible monster"
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"Hmph. I'm tired of fighting." Chroin pulls out a smoke bomb and throws it at the ground, then vanishes without a trace.
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After the smoke clears, Malal is left standing there, but before he leaves he issues the ultimatium to Chroin and the rest of the world.
"Know this pathetic lackeys of the Old Ways. This world has been marked by the Glory of the Dark Gods. Your streets will become an altar, to the blood God, Khorne, for they will run red with BLOOD!. You will fall prey, to the corrupting influence that is Slaanesh. Tzeentch's plots and plans involve everyone of you, and they will destroy you. Nurgles festering rot will decay your dead in the glory that is Chaos! Chaos cannot be denied. Our victory here is inevitable."
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*The ground shakes, the statue of Lurior begins to glow in a brightening yellow light*
How old did you say my way's were!*The statue shatter's as Lurior burst into the air*
So,*Lurior laughs a little* You are serving just 4 God's, and already i am immune to the power's of one*Lurior grins*
I have a deal for you Malal, and before rejecting me at least think it over*Lurior sheath's his Zanpakto as he approaches Malal*
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Nurgle's rot shall take you again Old one
His diseases change everyday, soon i'll have something new to play with. I have no time for one of the Old ways.
(hey no if i'm alone against you guys there's gotta be ground rules, as in you can get rid of the current disease, but never be fully resistant to it)
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What interesting power's*Lurior grins wide*
I see you must be interested, otherwise you would have attacked me straight away, What i propose is this *Lurior takes a breath*
I use magic of God's you are unfamiliar with, perhaps we could teach each other some of our god's magic, The power you have is unique and I recognise useful power's when I see them.
*Lurior tightens his grip on his zanpakto* Or we could fight and I can end your life right here
(his diseases change so ill never be immune to the new one and always immune to the previous, like the common cold it mutates to re-infect despite having the same side-effects)
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Chroin races through the streets of the town. He launches himself over the fountain and keeps running. He turns sharply and opens the door of the Music store. An old wolfdragon meets him.
"Ah, just who I wanted to see. My favorite nephew!"
"Hello Uncle Yamada, I am in dire need of a musical instrument that I can actually enchant. That last one broke out in the field."
"Well, I think I have just the thing." He turns around, then turns back and hands Chroin a small pendant. "That right there is one of the most enchanted things our family owns. It has been passed down for generation after generation. And I think it's time I passed it on to you. Now I shall teach you a song on it." His uncle grabs the pendant and plays D, F, A, A, B and Chroin starts to float. "Anti-gravity song."
"This is awesome! Thanks Uncle Yamada! I'll try to figure some more out later."
Chroin hits the ground after a few seconds and bolts through the door.
Post Merge: July 13, 2010, 10:23:04 PM
((btw, i am kinda basing this off of Ocarina of Time))
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What interesting power's*Lurior grins wide*
I see you must be interested, otherwise you would have attacked me straight away, What i propose is this *Lurior takes a breath*
I use magic of God's you are unfamiliar with, perhaps we could teach each other some of our god's magic, The power you have is unique and I recognise useful power's when I see them.
*Lurior tightens his grip on his zanpakto* Or we could fight and I can end your life right here
(his diseases change so ill never be immune to the new one and always immune to the previous, like the common cold it mutates to re-infect despite having the same side-effects)
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"Put your toothpick away, the power of the Chaos Gods cannot be handed over because you ask. They must choose you, they ust find a purpose within you, and seeing you full of the powers of their hated foes, I doubt they would lend you their secrets. And if I told you these secrets, we both would be transformed into slavering beasts."
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Chroin speeds through the town to a field. "This looks like a good place to try this out." Chroin blows out C, E, G, G, E, C, and his leg spontaneously combusts.
At first Chroin screams, but then he realizes that it is not hurting. The fire spreads from his legs all the way to his head. "This is not a good song to learn for a pyromaniac like myself. He plays the song again and the fire disappears. "Hmm... Now to find the group." Chroin plays the Zero Gravity Song and jets off.
"WHEEEOOOO!!!!"
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I am inclined to ask, *Lurior relaxes* Can you speak with your gods at any time, or is there somthing that must be done?
I can only assume you can speak to them, seeing how sure you are that they would refuse to trust me in exchange for power, *Lurior again laughs*
Surely they are as power hungry as all whom I have seen before, I want to hear them tell me they don't want what im offering!
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"They all speak in certain ways... some.... more detructive then others. I'm afraid i can't get the results you seek, but know this, your blood will be a magnificent offering to Khorne, and your skull will do well in his Skull Throne, but not today," Malal said, and then he left.
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"Do, do, dee, do, dee, dee, dee, do, do," Chroin hums as he flys above the land. He spots the group at his fortress, waiting for him to arrive.