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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Chronic Payne on May 10, 2013, 08:45:07 PM
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If you plan to join the rp please follow the link below and for the love of god read the the freaking rules, and story!! also we will be using that thread to throw ideas and make a character. Thank you! :3
http://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=22479.0 (http://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=22479.0)
It is mid fall and the leaves a turning their autumn colors as the sun slowly rises over the mountain tops, while the rustling of the forest animals begin to hunt and scavenge for food, else where in the busy Kingdom or Karryon a lone figure runs along the brick and stone slab rooftops, leaping across the street a good two stories from the ground and grabbing hold of what is left of a window from a burnt down church, slowly climbing his way to the top of it's spire which is another three stories up, holds steadily bracing self with his left leg and hold tightly with his left hand onto the bronze cross atop the spire. Taking a deep breath looks upon the kingdom and smiles, as the sunlight washes over and life returns to the sleeping city.
"Heh, another night over and done with, the city is safe for now and business as usual.", looking down as the people start up their days. "Well, time to get back to the castle... Aww man, clothes are shredded again.", pulling at clothes examines his wear, "Guess I got a bit two cocky..."
Taking a look down notices a hay stack and shakes head, "Hhhhhmmm, yeah right!", taking his time climbs back down to street level and proceeds to the castle with his sword and shield on his back, stretching his arms smiles, "Time to recruit the new bloods.", as he continues on he comes across a couple faces he hasn't seen before in the kingdom and recognizes a group standing around a wall mumbling, making his way through them he finds a hand written document in cursive, "Hhmmm, must have been what those runners I saw last night were posting.", reading the post crosses arms as it states.
(Long story short, it says that in celebration of today a new event will be hosted by the king himself, blah blah blah, giant feast, blah blah blah, fun and games, blah blah blah, prizes and at the final paragraph of the document it states that those who are fearless and adventurous and willing to travel, wanted warriors, mages and hunters sign up at the main castle.)
"Huh, this sounds interesting.", making way out of the crowd hears a horn sound as like every year that the celebration of today has started, "Might have to talk to the king about this, I don't recall hearing about this.", picking up speed arrives at the gates as they are closed, "Hey! What gives?!", standing there scratching head, glances over and sees a group of Soldiers and a man sitting down on a stool with a make shift table, which looks like a sign up booth, "Hmph, must be pretty important if the gates are closed.", walking by them gives a nod and leans against a lone dead tree watching all kinds of folks from the kingdom and other regions of these lands telling them apart by their clothing and weapons.
''This day is going to be quite interesting indeed.", yawns and crosses arms.
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Shinzuu napped in the corner of the guild's lodge as his sister ate a large steak, sitting next to him. A lot of the other mercenaries avoided the two, getting stares from some and passing greetings from some that were ranked as high as they were within the guild. Simultaneously, Lorazys put down her steak and Shinzuu opened his left eye as a particularly large human in silver and red armor walked up to them. "Ah, there you two are! The king of Karryon has sent a special invitation to our guild, and I want you two to represent us." Shinzuu merely closed his eyes again, Lorazys looking up at the man, "Sorry, boss, but we're not ones for social events." The man held the invitation closer to them, "It's by far, NOT a regular social gathering. It is a competition of strength, and also involves a lot of traveling. The king wants our assistance in helping out his chosen winners that will be going on this quest. It's not quite 'babysitting', but you will be aiding the strongest that the king gathers, on their journey. Obviously, you're the most obvious choices since you're one of our best." Shinzuu opened his left eye and looked at the man, "Beaulefante is our guild's top ranked, and he has no quests right now. Why not send him?" The old man replied, "Beaulefante would be going on the quest solo if we did that, especially since the competition seems to be only allowing singles in. By sending you two..." "the king would just allow us through without a second thought, right?" Shinzuu got up and kept his hood over his head as he picked up the invitation. He merely unfolded the letter and checked the bottom for how much they would be paid. The hybrid then placed the letter into his cloak and walked past the others to the door, "We'll take the job..." Lorazys got up and followed after her brother after shoving the rest of the steak in her mouth and chewed as she caught up to her slow-walking brother. It was time to make some money, but something else had to be up. She knew her brother wouldn't just accept a job just because of money.
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I stare at the rising sun from my house by the front gates of the kingdom. A tear rolls down my cheek and I remember those words my dad always used to tell me, "a man can and will cry, but only on the inside." I couldn't make sence of what he had meant but I do now. He meant that you will sad and you will want to cry, but you must do it on the inside. I was crying because my father had just died at the age of 68. His health wasn't the best but he was heathy in the spirit. There was a wagon and a coffin outside the house because he had just died over the night. They all told me it was because his heart couldn't take it. He left me the house and and all of which he owned to me.) "you couldn't have chosen a better time to go? The night right before I would be sent to look for the shard".. My mouse friend was out side the door and heard what I had said. well at least he left you all his cool things.. "ya...I just wish he could be here to see me off.". maybe he wanted you to see him off.. Well I better go sing the thing and get ready to go.. . And I'm sorry I can't see you off by the way.. its all right. Well see you when I get back.. (I grab a bag by the door and walk out the front door and head to the castle.)
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Iutil was looking around, the world was still strange to him, town criers were belting out words in a language he half understood, people were rushing past and the vastness of the place... It was huge, even compared to the mighty capital of Kalpok (Most likely buried under several hundred metres of sand now). A skeletal hand kept a good grip on his sword, despite the years that had went past, it could still be recognised as a Kalpok sword. They were exceedingly rare these days, and unnmatched in construction (Some even say that they are better built than the Emerald sword itself, although not neccessarily more powerful.
His skeletal body was hidden under bandages and exotic orange cloth (although, admittedly, quite worn) Even his eyes were hidden, the tiniest slit between two lengths of bandage allowing him to see out at the world around him. He noticed a crier yelling about a festival, a competion even, where warriors would be selected to journey across the land. Something about an emerald sword too. He strode up to the town crier, standing out by being shorter even than plenty of women. Of course, his entirely magic-based strength failed to let him down as he lifter a crier up. "Where may I sign up for this quest?" he asked, his unnatural voice resonating throughout the cloud, causing nervousness and a number of glances to fly his way. After recieving a burbling answer, he stalked off, dissatisfied.
He noticed a man leaning on a tree as he walked past. He wasn't quite sure why he noticed him, but he did. "Do you happen to know when this competition will occur?" he asked with his hollow voice. He turned around, sidling up to Alexander, watching the crowd with him, interested at the extravegant costumes, as well as the horses of mercenaries, and the carts of aristocrats. "How much the world has changed" his magically trapped mind thought.
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Amea was in the dress of a rich young lady, rather than her standard armour. The armour iself was stashed in her horse's saddlebags. The horse in question was being pulled along by a young boy, payed a small amount of monet to do the job in order to make Amea's facade more believable. She disliked the white dress she was wearing, however understood that she needed it otherwise the Karryon guard would arrest her. The dress stretched down to the ground, and had puffed sleeves - a fashion nowadays, however still allowed a suprising amount of movement compared to some of the other fashions.
Her hand cannon and potions were still attatched to her horse, although they were payed less attention, belived to be perfumes for the most part rather than deadly and exotic potions and poisons. No-one even bothered to ask about the hand-cannon. No-one even knew what it did, and sometimes, its safer not to ask...
She had heard of the competition, however was still unsure wether to join. She glanced at others who obviously were: Sagely old wizards, tall, powerful barbarians, and just about everything in between. The largest problem with applying herself would be getting recognised. She would then be arrested, and almost certainly hanged. They knew about ehr explosive trick now and would keep her under guard... "Best to keep out of trouble for now" she thought.
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Nearly a hundred people gathered by the docks as an armed wooden frigate stood moored a fair distance from the shipyards, with white sails bearing an intricate and foreign coat of arms. A small boat docked, with a few Karryon Knights unloading and going to speak to the dock officer. "We spoke to the Captain of the ship, and they allowed us to inspect their cargo, which is clean, so we cleared them to dock. They have quality armor and weapons I've never seen before, one such type of weapon being much more advanced than the few hand cannons I've seen. There's only have a handful of men, but I'd suggest keeping a close eye on them." A Knight Lioness said, looking back and eying the ship with suspicion. "We will." The Raven dock officer assured, talons clicking on the stone ground as he walked over to ring a bell to signal the ship to come in to dock.
"Maravilloso! (Marvelous!) We're on schedule, despite the anticipated delay. Raise the anchor!" A masked Human male in heavy steel armor called out, a few of the fine crew acting as ordered in no time. The military vessel was broughtt in to dock, and a couple of the armored foreigners disembarked down the ramp, the Human looking over the crowd for a bit before turning with a grimace to a male beige Lizard by his side. The Reptile was fairly large in comparison to the Human, and seemed to be quite a bit more 'feral' in form than the anthropmorphic people of Karryon, though had a calm intelligence in his eyes that affirmed he was no beast. The only weapon the Lizard had on him was a sword much like the Humans, though just a little bigger. The Human carried with him an arquebus on a sling over his shoulder, a sword by his left side, a dagger at his right, and a halberd in his right hand. "Lo sabía! (I knew it!) I should have made myself taller, nearly everyone in this land dwarfs me." The Human grumbled, to which the Reptile chuckled with a toothy grin toward him. "Your diminutive height will make your enemies under-estimate you." The Lizard grinned wider, though his expression quickly flattened out when a few Karryon Knights approached. The Human smiled as he tilted up his metal visage mask and looked back into the narrow pupils of the Lizard's orange eyes for a moment, before slowly starting to continue down the ramp by himself. "Adiós, mi amor. (Goodbye, my love.) I hope to be back within a couple weeks. The Shards will be in the hands of the Karryon King, and then we may return home." He said warmly before departing, handing the halberd to his comarada and lover. The Lizard waved farewell in silence, watching sadly for a few seconds before walking back to the frigate. The Human turned to the Knights and calmly walked up to them with a friendly but small smile, and starts to speak in a foax stutter. "Hola-- Er, um, hello there." He said, offering a hand to one of them, which the black Wolf Knight slowly took. "Forgive me, I learned your language during my voyage, I've sailed around much of your coasts and met a few of your people. I am Pizarro Cortés, explorer and adventurer. Your homeland is very beautiful." He smiled again before taking back his hand, none of the other two knights offering theirs. "Thank you. We saw your ship, it's mighty impressive, and we thought you'd want to know there is a recruitment going on nearby for adventurers like yourself." The Wolf said, handing Pizarro a paper with details, which the Human feigned ignorance of as he read on. "Hmm, the Shards of an Emerald Sword? Sounds interesting, I should take a look..."
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Luke padded through the city, his paw on the pommel of his sword. His hood obscured his features, casting his face in shadow. He liked it this way. Anonymity was the only way to live; to be able to strike down an enemy without them knowing who it was or from where the blow had come was the truest expression of power attainable by mortals. Magic, on the other hand, was an entirely different story.
As he made his way through the city, he made note of everything, just as his Master had taught him. Was anyone watching him? Did they pose a threat? Was anyone following him? Where was his contact? The last question plagued him more than anything else. Without purpose, he was wandering aimlessly, and he tended to start slaughtering when he had no clear goal. It would be detrimental to The King's goals. He smirked, a smirk filled with ambition and blood-lust, but he had to bring himself back. He had to find his contact.
After an hour, he found her. His contact, a sultry lioness, was sitting at a table by a small tavern, looking like any other patron. The only difference was, Luke could see the tattoo on her brow, marking her as an Agent of Lucifer. Luke was the only one who could see it, of course, as the mortals would fly into a frenzy if the knew an Agent of Lucifer were padding among them. Or two.
Luke sat down, lowered his hood, and smiled at his contact. It was a wolfish smile, slightly dangerous, and she returned it.
"You're late," she said, making idle conversation, a signal to Luke that nothing was awry and that she had his new assignment ready.
"Got lost," he said, shrugging. "It's a big city." This meant he was ready.
"Well, in any case, I have to get going. You missed your shot," she sighed, reaching into her pack. "Here's that book you lent me."
She handed him a small, blood-red, leather-bound book. Luke took it, knowing it contained his coded instructions. His contact walked away, her tail swishes ever-so-slightly behind her. Luke turned his attention back to the book. It was small, blood-red, but otherwise insignificant. To mortals, anyway. It was imbued with blood magic, a spell designed to let only those who carried a Mark of Lucifer to peruse it's secrets. He opened it and read slowly, careful to commit every word to memory. When he finished, he nodded, got up, and used a spell to set the book ablaze. Then, he made his way to the castle.
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As he walked among the dark halls of Hel's castle, Wilfred, ever viligant, searched for the potential intruder. His queen was a powerful demoness with many artifacts that a thief would desire for their own collection. It was his position as Hel's elite guardsman and also her Devoted Fallen Angel, that caused him to protect these artifacts with his life. He heard a soft thumping noise and spun around, immediately drawing his sword to cut the limbs off of the intruder. A lesser demon stepped closer and Wilfred relaxed as he saw that it bore a message from Hel. As he began reading the message, his heart lept for joy. Finally, he had been granted permission to exact the revenge he had been seeking for 121 years. Wilfred left for his room, packed up his few belongings and left the palace. As he approached the massive gate that led to the world above, a magic circle appeared above his head and a steel manacle was formed within it. As he grasped the manacle, he heard Hel's voice in his mind. "This manacle shall give you the ability to draw on my power and also communicate with me freely. Attach it to your wrist quickly!" "Thank you, my queen." Wilfred replied. He extended his wings of red crystal and soared off, hunting for those that had caused him to fall into the Abyss so many years ago.
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With a heavy yawn he examines the potential threats all brandishing the kingdoms colors and signature weaponry, "Heh, now I see why the gates have been closed, is it some kinda of tournament? Raffle? or what?", looking over notices a strange man walking over wrapped in bandages, getting an almost unnatural chill shrugs it off and stays leaning against tree.
"Competition? Is that what this is?", lowering his head sighs and scratches head with his tail, "Sorry, but I honestly don't have a clue... you got a better chance asking them.", his tail wiggles about and points in the direction of the booth where the Karryon guards are. "I have other things to do today, since it is the celebration of the war and all.", pushing self away from tree stretches and taking a quick glance at the crowd, moves onward back to the city area slowly sliding down the rocky path on foot reaching arm back to control his speed.
(Keep in mind that the kingdom is located in a valley type area surrounded by mountains, with the main castle being built in the face of a mountain over looking the city area below. So it is a steep climb. XD )
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Shinzuu and Lorazys made their way towards the kingdom from Lucretzia, where the guild was located, about 100 kilometers from the kingdom. They rode atop the roof of a merchant caravan heading in that direction. The twins took the opportunity to take a nap and awoke upon nearing their destination. The two wolves left the caravan as it began to make a roundabout to the normal entrance to the city, and headed straight for the steep mountainside. It wasn't the first time they've been here, so they know where there are enough trees to make it to the top. Shinzuu headed up first, leaping from trunk to trunk of the sparse, slanted trees. Most people never dreamed to trying to do what they were doing now. Each jump exceeded 3 metres and very few people can jump that high. Lorazys pulled up the rear behind her brother and kept her eyes forward. Unlike her brother, precision jumping required all of her concentration whereas Shinzuu could enjoy the view. It took about 30 minutes, but the two made it to the top and looked over both the city and the palace. Just to their right stood a very shocked guard at his post. Shinzuu merely turned his head, only his left eye open, invitation in hand, "You must be new... Don't worry, we have an invitation. We're going down to spectate to see who we're going to be protecting." With that, he leaped forward and planted his feet down as he slid down the mountainside. Lorazys gave a little smile at the guard (sometimes debatable to be her only feminine asset aside from her body), "Don't mind him. He just woke up from his nap so he's a little grumpy." She hopped off the edge after her brother and leaned forward to make herself go faster.
Lorazys looked over at her brother after catching up, "So where should we go first? I'm sure we'll have to report to the king sometime before the competition starts." Shinzuu didn't glance at her, "My guess is that he might still be in his throne room. He's the kind of person to do everything until the last second, rather than finish 1 thing early to prepare for the next. At least, that's what he's been doing every time we're expected." As the two got closer to the castle, they both pushed off the side, Lorazys falling faster due to having her zanbato, and dug it right into the wall, swinging on the handle so her hand doesn't snap off, and her brother landed on the broad side of the blade. Shinzuu then jumped off the zanbato, onto one of the palace's balconies, and his sister followed by pushing off the side and pulling the gigantic sword with her. "Okay, make sure you're a little nicer this time." "Business is business. I'm not here for feelings, I'm here for work."
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(I walk up close to the sign up tables and sit on a wall not to far from a man leaning against a dead tree. I had to catch my breath after walking the entire distance of the kingdom.) "this place is almost as big as andurinia.". (I take off my pack and pull out a box with a sweet roll in it and eat the sweet roll. I am curios to we if the man on the tree knows when sign ups end.). "sir do you know when the sign ups end?". (I say before taking the last bite of my sweet roll.)
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Iutil shook his head "Neither of us know" he stated, keeping a skeletal hand on his sword, he moved away towards the guards "I do believe that these ones know? Yes?" He looked up challengingly at those who may have been mocking him for his short 5' height. If they lived in the old days, they would be the freaks... Still, best not to alienate himself further by revealing his face... That would not go down well with anyone, he had heard bad things about what they did to demons and necromancers in some of the kinddoms, undead were probably treated the same.
He went up to a black bear guard, evidently of barbarian origins because he was a massive 6'5. Iutil sighed, a noise like wind in a graveyard. "Do you happen to know where those wishing to quest to find this 'sword' are?" he asked, his hollow voice attracting a raising of the eyebrows from the trio of guards. A female human halberder smiled "Its up at the castle" she spoke, pointing with the large weapon "Are you sure you want to go there though? I hear only the best are going... Her voice radiated actual concern for the small fellow, which caused Iutil to become slightly irritated.
He drew his highly engineered sword, and pointed it, seemingly at each invididual guard at the same time (although not in a threatening way, more to puntuate a comment). "I do not require your pity." he said, with little emotion. He didn't have much anyway - emotion was governed by glands, and he posessed no glands... "I am a scout from a far off kingdom but I am also a fighter, and a skilled one at that." He glared through the bandages, and the third guard, a crossbowman, looked intrigued.
"I-is that a Kalpok shortsword?" he asked interestedly, looking up. The man had already run into the crowd towards the castle. He did it suprisingly fast too, as if sprinting. He saw the white bandages dissapear into the crowd. "Interesting" he murmered to himself.
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Amea blinked as a bandaged figure rushed past her, a bandage trailing, my he was fast. She continued among the crowd, some of the poorer peasants moving out of the way as they did when met with someone of a higher class. A few of the more perceptive and intelligent peasants scowled and frowned at the potions when they beleived she wasn't looking, however people had still refrained from commenting - it would be somewhat rude to ask a lady like her of her buisness. She spotted the tall masts of a huge ship a way aways from the shipyard, and raised an eyebrow.
As she arrived, a small gasp left her mouth, that ship was a masterful design! Tall and sleek, with beatiful wooden pannels which her keen eyes picked out even at this distance. There appeared to be rows of... She glanced at her hand-cannon and back at the ship. Yes! They were utilising scaled up hand cannons on the sides instead of ballistae and onagers which were more common on the low-tech ships these days. She would have to spend time for a closer inspection.
She spotted a man, with thick plate armour, similar, yet obviously superior to the heavy infantry of the Rikotti kingdom. It looked horribly heavy though, and she examined it with interest. As the man left the guards, she moved up to him, glancing at her dress, slightly nervously. She put her hands together, letting them rest at her legs and asked, a tinge of nervousness in her voice "Hallo sir, who are you?" she asked, her eyes slightly wide with interest and expectation.
The boy followed her, carrying the horse with him, the Lioness guard looking with interest at the hand-cannon attatched to the horse.
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While on his way to the bulletin for information on the recruitment, DeNihil stops when greeted by the half-Stoat, and with Augmented -- yet seemingly organic -- eyes, he looks over her, almost raising a brow when he saw the potions, poisons, and the hand cannon, quickly analysing all of them and determining their properties. "Interesante. (Interesting.)" He says to himself, then makes his introduction. "I am Pizarro Cortés, explorer and adventurer." He also estimates her cone of vision with great accuracy, based on the orientation of her eyes and the direction they faced, and could tell she had been glancing at the ship. He also turned his attention to the wooden frigate, though his eyes set themselves upon his companion, Ssa-Jen, who was standing guard at the top of the ramp. The Human could tell the Lizard was also looking back at him from the distance, their Conquistador-inspired armor being very distinguishable from the crowd even from that far away. "It is a fine ship, yes?" He asked after a brief moment, turning back to Amea with a small but proud smile, his scowling metal mask still flipped up for now so he does not intimidate anyone too greatly.
(EDIT: Just added an 'S' to the word scowling. My spell checker for some reason doesn't work right in Firefox. :s)
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Luke looked up at the castle walls before him. The high walls suggested power and safety. An illusion created by mortals to delude themselves. Of course, when Lord Lucifer returned, none of it would matter. Luke padded through the large gates, his cloak swirling around his black armor. The guards paid him no mind, further proving their foolishness and foolish faith in their illusion of safety.
Luke walked up to one of the guards posted by the main entrance.
"Where is the commander of the guard?" he asked.
The guard gave him a confused look, but answered, "He's in the barracks." He pointed in the direction Luke needed to go. "Right over there. May I ask why?"
Luke looked at him and smiled kindly, but in his mind, his smile was filled with malice. "I wish to join the guard."
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Finally, he was on the path of revenge that had started 121 years ago. As he flew over the farms and villages, Wilfred had an odd sensation that he belonged. However, his demonic heart stifled such feelings. Wondering what he should do, he decided too ask Hel for advice. Directing his words toward the manacle on his right arm, he spoke "My queen, what is the first step to this path of revenge? Grant me knowledge so that I may slay my enemies." He heard Hel's voice say "There is a city, not far away, where the king begins a quest to capture an ancient weapon in hopes of tipping the scales. Go and enlist covertly. Many demons shall gather to prevent the adventure's progress." Thank you, my queen." Wilfred replied and finding himself nearing the gate of that city, flew upward to prevent discovery. He landed on the roof of a tall building, with many statues, and folding up his wings laid down to sleep.
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(Skipping Hinoko, sorry bro took to long also majority rules) 0:)
Walking down the city streets passes by more and more unfamiliar faces as they head to the castle to sign up, "Heh, whatever this is they don't look like they are here for a friendly talk.", rolling his shoulder, lets out a heavy sigh, "Better keep my guard up, and pay close attention to these outsiders... lotta them I recognize from near by kingdoms but most likely I bet someone is here to try and kill the king.", a small smile inches across his face while he puts his hands behind his head, "Wouldn't be the first time a rivaling kingdom tried to use this celebration as a cover for their plans."
Finding the streets cramp with people decides to climb up the bulky buildings getting to the rooftops walking along the ledges watching below as the people go about their business, "Damn, I'm hungry... I wonder if Roland has opened up yet.", stopping at the corner of the building yawns and rubs stomach as it growls, "I could go for a Chitula Steak right about now.", looking over as he notices a guard tower one of the many that are stationed through out the city all with guards armed with bows, Alex waves to one of the guards in a friendly matter as he waves back, "Kinda feel sorry for those guys having to stay there all day.", the guard suddenly starts to wave frantically as he looks to be pointing to the streets below, rushing over as the commotion from the streets get louder and sees a crowd forming, "Aww great what now, another drunk? or outsider getting violent?", lunging over from roof top to roof top catches self on a ledge and looks down below as a fight breaks out between a couple bandits and Roland getting shoved around.
"Damn it Roland, I always gotta save your ass.",
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Shinzuu and Lorazys spent 15 minutes in the throne room, receiving the details of their hired quest. Unlike outside of the presence of the nobles, Shinzuu did not wear his usual face of looking down at people like scum, and merely the autonomous face of a tool. He hated the world, but he was still a professional. Lorazys stretched as soon as the throne room doors closed behind them after leaving the king's presence. "Ah... So what do you think? You going to be able to put up with this?" The hybrid didn't look at his sister and brought his Shozoku mask up over his muzzle, "I already told the king that I reserve the right to kill anyone that would jeopardize their quest, so I think that will suffice." The twins walked out onto the balcony they had come in on, not wanting to be stopped by many of the guards that haven't seen them, and leaped down to the palace wall below, making their way through to the highest point overlooking the competition. Lorazys then reached into her gi and pulled out a little satchel, "Care to place some bets? I would sure like to grab another big steak from the inns, here."
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Good luck signing up. "I should start heading to the sign ups as well." (Walking to the castle i feel unfunfortable because of so many people on the street and so many people on roofs and guards on the wall.) I wonder what could be out there for me to discover, what adventures lie ahead, what I will have to face. ( I say out loud to the crowd, some giving me weird looks and others they give the look of understanding.) I see the man in bandages run. I think in my head.) "wonder where he is going In Such a hurry. I wish to learn more of that man/woman or what ever he is." ( I see that he runs by a woman with many potions.) "wow. She's pact for some chemical warfare! I wonder what tricks she has up her sleeve." (I also see people with swords that glow purple and eyes with small flames.) "this place is more stranger then I thought, Lois like every ones true self comes out at this time. Well I'm half way to the doors so this shouldn't take to long."
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Iutil had sprinted up the stairs to the castle the whole way without stopping He was dead, and drew magic from himself to power his body, of course, extended sprinting took a lot out of the magic, so he would be unable to cast spells for a while now. "I shall seize honour for the dead kingdom of Kalpok, the technomancers of my kingdom killed me, however I can follow on the legacy of the sand-blessed land he said, looking up at the barbarians who stretched a full 2 foot above him. He tapped his sword distractedly with his bony fingers.
His view (but not his eyes, which didn't exst) cast over the double handed heavy broadswords of the barbarians, and the smaller swords of rangers and rogues. They were of poor quality compared to the master crafted shortsword of his, of course, looking at paladins and knights, he noticed the inferiority of his own simple cloth armour. Still, he doubted many of them could dodge as well as he could and how many of those barbarians could survive being stabbed in the face?
He joined a crowd of warriors, mages and rogues, waiting to sign up for a chance to be entered into the quest. The Kalpok scout found himself between a sneaky looking leather armoured man with a shortsword, smallsword and a selection of knives. The other was an elegant looking female mage. She controlled lightning, by the looks of the large number of charms she posessed. Iutil sighed, and set his face forward, waiting for a chance to join the quest.
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Amea nodded "It truly is a fine ship... Say, are those cannons lining its sides?" she asked, squinting to amke out the metal shapes. She spotted the lizard too, but payed it little mind. "It must have cost a fortune, to get those cannons, say, who did you buy them from? A Rikotti weaponsmith? Dwarven technomancer?" she asked, wracking her mind for those she knew had utilised explosives to propel projectiles. "They definitely look quite advanced...".
The lioness guard moved up to the horse and inspected the cannon, that wasn't a standard one... That crest... There was an arrest warrant out for this woman! "Anyfink Oi can du ta 'elp m'aam?" the boy asked, with his low-status accent. The guard shook her head dismissively, and straightened up, drawing her broadsword. She looked at her fancy garb, and decided to wait. A guard accusing a woman looking like an aristocrat would not bode well. She shall take her time, and arrest the woman when nessessary, but not in front of the new arrival...
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(Post edited to exclude Kitten's character. Sorry.)
Pizarro quickly walks by the bulletin and grabs some relevant pamphlets, not wanting to lose more time standing around reading them. Despite running with the papers bouncing around in front of him, he can read them quite clearly, and can divide his attention to avoid collisions with other people or running into fountains. "Wait, Pizarro!" A familar voice calls out, and the Human turns to see Ssa-Jen catching up to him. Passerbys marvel at their shining armor, especially the Lizard's more intricate segmented plates that accommodate and protect his larger body, and his tail and digitigrade legs. "I'm coming with you. The crew will stay behind and guard the ship." The Lizard said with a bit of a huff. "Curse your Augmented speed." He says softly with a sly grin. Pizarro smiles and laughs a little. "I'll try not to attract too much attention. I'm glad you're coming with me, but uh, what will you call yourself?" The Human asks, also somewhat quiet. "Uhm... Magellan?" The Lizard suggests, and Pizarro seems to approve. "Alright, Magellan. Now we take a rather lengthy trek to get to the castle, but I'm sure we can make it before too long."
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Luke's orders were clear: join the guard, create Chaos in the city, and find the Emerald Sword of legend to bring Lucifer back to power. Of course, helping the true King of the Gods rise to power would be more complicated than that, especially the part about finding the Sword, but Luke was determined. He was an Agent of Lucifer, and he would see his Lord returned. Then, he would have his revenge.
Before he could reach the barracks, Luke was stopped by another guard, wondering where he was heading. His annoyance grew, and Luke had the almost overwhelming desire to rips that guard's head off, but he resisited, swishing his tail in a placating gesture. Murmuring under his breath, Luke uttered a spell to send the guard on his way. When he left, Luke entered the barracks and found it empty. He swore and slammed the door shut. He had to find the guard captain. Luke looked around, then slipped into an alley. He scaled the wall until he came to the roof, then he went off in search of the guard captain.
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Perched high up on the tower's balcony, Wilfred saw a figure running across the rooftops. "Now, what could that be all about?" he thought. "Never mind, focus! If you want to enlist in this stupid quest, you'll have to hid the fact you're a demon. Think!" As his thoughts wandered he remembered a charm to mask your presence. "Guess this will have to do for now!" he whispered. Then he cast the spell "Vun Ga Ruim" and the traces of his demonic energy diminished. "This should at least make it difficult for them to discover my true form" he thought. With that, Wilfred slowly climbed down the tower wall and followed the street to the castle. When he arrived, he noticed a good number of people already there and sighed. He jostled toward the front, eventually finding himself near a lady mage with many charms. "And now, we wait." he thought, clutching his cloak tighter to himself, nervous of discovery.
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(Hmmm, seems waiting on Hinoko is proving to be a waist of time to others and yes Nixon, I know I go after him, was just waiting on Hinoko but I suppose no mercy for the weak, Hinoko this is 2/3 one more and I will have to ask you to leave the Rp, sorry bro that just how we roll. B)
As Alex makes his way to the streets below he forces his way through the crowd some willingly knowing who he is and others cursing at him and backing away, making his way towards the quarrel, "Alright what's all the ruckus about here!?", the crowd goes quite as the three thugs stop and the bigger one holds Roland in his arm, Roland is a Scottish terrier his fur is a light orange and white and is about 5'2" he is dressed in a bakers outfit wearing Scottish kilt proudly, "Sigh, care to explain Roland?", Crossing his arms and tapping his foot.
"These buggers decided to pull a fast one on me, trying to leave without paying for their food they did, so confronted them about it and the dumb one here made a mess like a wee child!", talking in his heavy Scottish accent makes Alex snicker, "And then slim here insulted my shop and knocked a little one over without a care! and well... you may have figured out the rest my friend... Ouch!", the bigger guy tightens his grip and laughs, "A wee bit of help, if you wouldn't mind Alex?", kicks feet about trying to get free.
"Sigh, looks like I ain't got much of a choice but you owe me a Meat pie!", lowering his head smiles and looks back up stretching then popping his knuckles walking forward, gets self pumped up for a scrap, "Alright you bastards, I'm gonna give you one warning to let him go and pay up...", taking a stand holds up his arm pointing at them, they laugh and grab random items like a broom, rock, and a shiv from his cloak, "Hehe, I was hoping for that.", lowers head and grins clinching fists.
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As the twins watched over the city to find where the competition's "elimination" round was going to be held, they noticed quite a bit of ruckus in several parts of the city. "It'll be a sad, and complete utter failure if this is what's going to come out of this competition. We might as well just kill each one while their back are turned to save face and not even bother with backing them up." Lorazys gave a little chuckle, trying to imitate a giggle, and crossed her arms, "You should know better than anyone, brother. A majority does not define the whole. I'm sure there will be worthy travelers fit to serve the king and to be watched over by us, in the end. Let's just head over to our destination and watch the festivities. I'm getting bored of this scene." The two left their vantage point and headed to the designated area, finding spots on the roof of the highest tower looking down at it so that they could see everything and stay away from sight.
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(I had reached the front of the line and signed the paper, it looked like a wopping 300 people had signed it already.) "now that that is taken care of, lets find some people to go on this quest with. Maybe I can meet that mysterios man that i saw earlier." (There is a sign that says I'm not allowed to idel near the sign ups.) "fine then i will move some where else." (Walking back to the end of the line I see that tensions are beginning to rise.) "if they kill each other before we start we might not find the sword, well what's left of it. Looks like its time to eat, and with all these people out here they will not be any lines." (Nixon heads to the black briar to get some mead and steak.) "I love my self some meat."
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About a third or maybe half of the way to their destination, Magellan's energy finally started to give out. He huffed and coughed slightly, slowing down a bit. Pizarro turned to his Lizard friend with a chuckle. "Ven ahora, (Come now,) don't tell me the 'mighty Lizard' conks out before the 'lowly Human' does!" Pizarro said with a hearty laugh, still going strong. Magellan growled in annoyance at the comment, and pushed himself to run faster, actually out-pacing Pizarro, who intentionally kept himself from going beyond record Human running speed. After all, passerbys would not know how long they had been running in heavy armor, so it didn't much matter to him to tone down on his endurence. "Ohoho, Ssa-Jen..." Pizarro says to himself, smiling at his friend.
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After what felt like hours of scouring the city, Luke still could not find the guard captain. Frustrated, he paced the in front of a tavern close to where he had ended his search. His cloak billowed around him, his tail lashed back and forth, and he was so frustrated, he almost demolished the tavern with a spell. Just then, someone was foolish enough to tap his shoulder. He whipped around, ready to disintegrate the imbecile, when he found himself looking at a small child. He was a lion cub, no more than six or seven, who stared at his sword with wide-eyed wonder. Luke's eyes were flashing red, yet he restrained himself from roasting the cub. Luke would never take the life of an innocent child. He looked down at the cub, getting down on a knee to look him in the eye.
"Are you lost, little puerum (child)?" he asked, gently.
"Are you joining the quest?" the child asked, ignoring Luke's question.
"Quest? What quest is this? What are you talking about?"
Instead of answering, the cub pointed over to a message board. Around it were huddled numerous people of various species. The crowd parted just enough for Luke to get a glimpse of the poster, speaking of a quest and a handsome pay, and Luke's mouth twisted into a fierce grin of triumph and pleasure. He looked back at the cub, tossed him a gold coin, then walked off to find where to sign up.
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Wilfred started to grow nervous as tempers rose and the throng of people grew. "All these mortals in one place makes my head swim. I guess I'll move out of this area." He starts shoving people aside and eventually clears out of the throng. However, as he does so, he runs into a swordsman striding towards the crowd. As the swordsman's hand hits the manacle, a spark of demonic energy is released and the man faints on contact. Not wishing to make a scene and hoping no one noticed, Wilfred flees and hides in a nearby restaurant, The Black Briar. He sits down at an open table where he can watch the competition. In front of him, he witnesses a figure spin around and talk to a lion cub then walk off. As he spun, Wilfred caught the gleam of red in the man's eye and realized he was a demon, like him. "Hmm, interesting. Another immortal among the rabble who's here to join the quest. Maybe, he knows the one that destroyed my village. Maybe I'll send him a greeting." Stretching out his hand, he sent the smallest amount of demonic energy forth, a spark that would cause the other to realize the presence of another demon.
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As Roland is tossed to the side the three thugs charge letting out yells, "Fool! You have no chance!", Alex leans forward and lunges at them "Let's go!!", ducking under the broom swung by the first thug drives his left knee into his gut, the very impact is loud and picks up some dust from the ground, as he holds his sides Alex claps his hands together getting behind him and swings them onto his back sending him to the ground, as he turns about he takes a step back dodging the thug carrying a rock as he tried to hit Alex in the face with it, reaching back with his right arm swings downward crouching down as the thug keeps going he is tripped up doing a front flip and land on his back, lifting his right leg stomps on his chest and kicks him along the ground, "Hehe, two down one to go...", crossing his arms grins, "I did warn you guys.", taking a stance sorta hops around in a taunting manner, "Show me what you got?"
As the last and larger of the three charges he grunts raising his shiv up high prepared to strike, "Die!", Alex simple takes a step to the right and trips him as he falls onto his face, "Ouch... that's gonna leave a mark.", taking a few step s back watches as the thugs stumbles about getting back up picks up his shiv shakes it off, "Alrighty then! this time with more feeling! Come now!", as he charges once Alex jumps over him doing a hand stand from his shoulders landing on his feet, as he continues on he runs into a wall and stumbles about dazed holding his head, "I bet that one hurt.", Laughing walks over and raises his hand and flicks him on the nose as he falls over onto his back with a loud thud, walking back out towards the center of the crowd takes a bow, "Thank you! you have been a wonderful audience!", as they start to shout and clap hands Roland shows up with three pouches of coins, "Nice work my friend."
"Aww, it was nothing, all bark and no bite...where did you get the coins?", crosses arms and taps foot.
Looking at the pouches smiles, "What? It ain't like they are gonna be using them any time soon.", scratching the back of his head laughs.
"What I tell you about pick pocketing?", rolls eyes and sighs. "Any way... about that meat pie?", licking lips laughs,
"But of course! On the house!", Turning around leads on but stops to kick one of the thugs real quick and walks on.
"YEAH!! Free food is best food!", puts hands behind head following.
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(Walking though a crowd In front of the brair I see some people on the ground.) "I guess these were thugs."
(A man next to looks at me and says.) dude you totally missed it! These guys were like wa Cha! And hi ya! And like bu ma... (I interrupt the kid.) "thanks kid." (I think to my self. They went into the brair I bet, lets take a visit ,and I know they signed up for the quest so lets see what I'm dealing with.)
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(EDIT: I'm introducing color to my text now that I have two characters. Ssa-Jen/Magellan's color is tan, and DeNihil/Pizarro's color is green.)
The two Conquistadors finally arrive at the capital, running at an average of about twenty-four miles per hour. Certainly no land speed record, but it was impressive for their equipment weight. Magellan tires from the sprint, but does his best not to show his fatigue to anyone, because his 'Human' friend certainly didn't show any signs of wear. The Lizard had a bit of a 'Reptilian supremacy' mentality, and held his breath with an often-toothy grimace when around other kinds of people. "Stinking, sweaty, scraggly--" "Venga ya! (Come on!) My beard's not that bad is it?" Pizarro interrupted, making Magellan chuckle a bit under his breath. "Altough I kind of agree with your sentiment, we're probably going to be working with quite a few furred Mammals." Pizarro said, to which Magellan simply grumbled as the two then began ascending stairs up the mountain and to the castle. "Hopefully we'll be the only ones to get past signups. A lot of these people look like petty thugs and mercs, wearing scraps of leather and wielding dull swords." The Lizard wanted to laugh, but many of the other people signing up had such amateur gear it wasn't even funny. The two soldiers obviously got odd looks from others, from their advanced equipment to their strange accents. (Which to us would of course be Spanish, but there's no such thing as Spain in this RP's world.)
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Luke froze. A slight rush of demonic energy had touched him just now, and he knew not where it came from. He spun around, trying to keep alarm out of his bearing, and scanned the crowd around him. He searched for the Demon Mark, trying to find who had touched him. He found him, sitting at a table, calm as can be, smiling back at him. But...it couldn't be. The being Luke saw before him...was a Fallen Angel. Luke had heard of a Fallen Angel who was a personal bodyguard of Hel. Luke stood there, stunned, but he knew he had to find out who this mysterious man was interested in him. He padded over slowly, trying not to draw attention, and keeping a loose grip on his Daemonem Fulminis. He sat across from the man, then nodded slowly.
"I see we share the same goals," he said, nonchalantly.
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Wilfred watched as the demon identified where the energy had come from and then walked over to him. Wilfred simply sat, smiling at him until the demon had reached his table and sat down across from him. Adjusting his sword, Wilfred said " I see you understood the message." He then continued, "Well, judging by the looks of this crowd, it does not seem difficult to accomplish the task of getting chosen for the mission. Although, it is slightly difficult to keep my demonic energy undetected with all these people milling about. I wonder, when they will start choosing members?" Wilfred shook his head and focused on the figure across from him. "The name's Wilfred, by the way. What's yours?"
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As Alex enters the bakery/pub, he takes a seat on a free stool, at a sorta bar set up, stretching and yawning widely, then smiles as his tail flickers about anxious for the pie, "Hurry up man! I'm starving!", pats his stomach as it growls,
"Oh, hold on! I'm working on it! Care for some mead as well?" as he hops over the counter he opens the oven and snickers, "Perfect! Nice a crisp!" pulling out a fresh Meat pie pulls out a bottle of mead and pours two glasses,
Alex drools watching the steam come off the pie as the smell of fresh pies fill the air, "Oh sweet mama!" eyes light up and smiles, "Mead? of course!", raising glass laughs, "To the gods above, we celebrate this day for their victory!", as the glasses clink together they take a drink.
"Hehe, sigh... so? how was the night patrol?", crossing his arms wipes mouth of mead,
"Oh? it was kinda boring, not much to report but this coming week is gonna be pretty busy, with all these new people coming in... better keep on your toes Roland.", eating his pie sighs happily ,"You always make the best pies...",
"Eh, it ain't them I'm worried about, just the King... he's been... well, never mind.", turning back around washes some glasses,
"hmmm?", taking a big gulp of pie coughs and drinks some mead, "What's wrong with the king?",
"Nothing forget it..."
"Roland?", crossing arms sighs
Letting out a heavy sigh, "Well, you know how I'm the royal chefs supplier of ingredients right?"
"Yeah.", raising his eye brow looks about and leans closer, "Go on."
"Well lately he's been acting... different, cold, more strict like he's expecting something.", scratching the back of his head sighs, "I don't know, every other time when we use to meet he was more cheerful, and happy but now he looks at everyone like their beneath him.",
"I know what you mean... that doesn't sound like him at all, he loved this Kingdom and always put them before himself.", seating up rubs neck, "Well I didn't get a chance to talk with him this morning, the gates were up, guess I'm gonna have to take the long way in." standing back up and stretches,
"Okay then, be careful Alex I heard the King's Royal Guards enlisted some new guys from the country over a couple days ago, so they might not take kind to you sneaking around the castle, so I suppose be prepared to fight your way in." Wiping down the table gives a salute to say goodbye.
"Hehe, they can try.", adjusting his sword and shield salutes back making his way towards the door. "Time to figure out what's going on... the king never leaves me out of the loop of plans."
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(I bump into Alex just as he is leaving and I am entering.) "oops sorry man, oh quick question where did the men/man that took out those bandits or thiefs?" (Seeing that he is well armed I think. Wow he looks like he knows a few things. Wonder if he knows anything about medical stuff.)
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Pizarro seems to detect some noteworthy individuals outside of the Black Briar, and possibly some others inside, but doesn't approach them. They continue walking along, going to where the flyer states, drawing much attention with their shining silvery Conquistator armor and deadly weapons. They had even better equipment than the castle guards, and much better training as well, but they were still no supermen. They slid their masks on from under their helmets, with imposing metal scowls covering their faces. Despite their advanced, menacing, and foreign appearance, they didn't cause any trouble for anybody around them. "I think I sense some potential in and around that pub, but it might possibly be just mixed signals from all the people crowded in there." He said to Magellan, who nodded as he silently eyed many passerbys, trying to get an idea of who they're possibly competing against. "This'll be easy."
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"Name's Luke," Luke replied. "So you're a Fallen Angel?" Wilfred nodded (sorry about that Jormungdang, but I want to move this scene forward without having to wait.) with a smile. Luke shook his head in amazement. But he had work to do, so he had to get moving.
"Listen, I have work to do," he said, smiling in a smug sort of way, "And you're going to come with me. We'll probably achieve our goals faster if we work together." Luke rose, not waiting for Wilfred, and hopped up to a roof. His destination, the questing recruitment center.
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"Oh, I see." Wilfred said as he rose to follow Luke. Out of sight, he jumped up onto the rooftops and ran after him. "So, how are we going to speed things up? Kill everyone else? Or bribe the captain into letting us on?" Wilfred asked Luke, trying to acertain whether he should prepare for battle.
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Stopping for a few seconds after walking into this stranger smiles and walks along outside, "Sorry, can't really help you there... ask around you might get lucky.", patting his back grins exiting out the door.
Looking about as the thugs have pulled themselves together and limping away down an ally way, "And here I thought they wanted a round two.", looking up sees a figure disappear over a building ledge, raises brow and crosses arms thinking, "Hmmm... follow, not follow... follow? not follow?", snickers and claps hands together, popping neck leans to the side and taking off down the ally way the thugs are, "Heads up!", as they turn around Alex jumps and steps on his chest as he falls over, takes another step off the second thug's shoulder as he flails about to the ground, straightening his legs plants both feet on the bigger thugs face and jumps off pretty high sending him to the ground, (pretty much used them like stairs lol)
Reaching out grabs hold the building window ledge pulling self up, looking over his shoulder quickly jumps back onto an empty flag pole swing self up to catch the ledge, pulling self up looks about, "Now where did my little...", notices two figures heading towards the castle, "Friends? Hehe... lets hope they are only heading towards the booth to sign up.", grinning takes off in the same direction.
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Shinzuu yawned as he laid on their hidden perch overlooking where the competition would take place. Lorazys looked over at him with an expressionless face, "I'm still not convinced that the pay was the only thing that motivated you for this job. You want that sword, don't you? You want to get the shards, wait for the king to build it and then steal it, right?" The hybrid merely stayed silent and kept his eyes closed. Lorazys made a little pouting face and sighed as she resigned from her question, knowing he wasn't going to say anything when he's like this. "I'm going to grab some food, I'll be sure to bring some back to you as well." The she-wolf leaped from their perch and hopped off sides of buildings and pillars, gently landing onto the ground in the middle of the crowd. She then went exploring to find some food and maybe some extra supplies. Her zanbato on her back and her height already drew many eyes, but she still gave off enough of a presence for anyone who was smart to stay away from her.
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"Oh…well thank you anyway,". (I wave to the person and walk In saying) "I can found out later, food is more important right now" (I pull out a small bag, order for a steak, tell him what table ill be at, and sit down at a table. I sit and stare for 3 seconds and pull out a picture of my father and mother.) "he always said she was the prettiest and smartest women he ever met. He said he gave his life for her and would do it again if he had to. Have fun pop (I look to the ceiling with a smirk.) where ever you are." (A tear runs down my face.)
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Pizarro detected a peculiar individual out of the crowd that now seemed to be following them, but the two Conquisators continued walking along. He identified the person as Alexander Carter, but had no additional information on him. -"Should have sent several teams ahead of us to set up some intelligence gathering/mass surveillance networks... I almost feel like I'm blind-folded here."- The Human grumbled to himself as he communicated to Magellan via mindlink, though part of him kind of liked the challenge of not knowing everything about the world they were in and the people around them. -"You've always liked that invasive stuff."- The Lizard said with a small hidden smile behind his armor mask. -"You can take the man out of the Majestic Twelve, but you can't take the Majestic Twelve out of the man."- He chuckled softly, although Magellan didn't seem too amused. -"I know you're just making bad jokes as usual, but that Illuminati business can be a bit worrisome at times."- He said, as the two stayed their course through the crowd and even pushed aside some wannabe adventurers that were in their way. -"It's fine. We won't disturb the regular advancement of technology or society, we're just going to deliver the Shards of the Emerald Sword to their rightful owner, then get back on our ship and leave this land, then back on our real ship and leave this planet."-
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Luke did not respond immediately. He wasn't sure of the plan himself, but he had to think of something. He was sure he would when they reached the recruiting station.
"I don't want to start anything we can't finish," he said over his shoulder. "So fighting isn't an option, at least, not yet. No; we'll see what the situation is there before we make our move."
They continued on in silence, until they reached the recruitment station. A great horde of hopefuls gathered around the booth, signing names, being called for interviews. Luke and Wilfred watched in the shadow of a chimney for a time, then Luke whispered to Wilfred.
"We need to scope out the competition. After that, I need you to cause a distraction big enough to get everyone away from the booths so I can slip our name onto the "hired" list. No deaths, though. Try starting a fight. I'll meet you back here in half-an-hour."
With that, he slipped away, keeping to the shadows.
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"A distraction, huh? Alright, how should I do this? I can't use most of my demonic powers, and mass unconsciousness would look a little suspicious." Wilfred thought to himself. "Alright, fine. For starters, how about I go knock out the three idiots over there?" Wilfred silently slipped over to three large men hanging around the back of the crowd and tapped them on their shoulders. As they turned around, he punched them directly in the space between jaw and neck, holding back his strength in order to prevent them from dying. He then crept to the center of the crowd and repeated the pattern, punching three more people, a man and two women, into unconsciousness. Then, Wilfred crept out of the crowd and whispered so that the entire crowd could hear it "Watch out, the person next to you is looking to eliminate you to get the treasure. "Fists began to fly, and more people slumped to the ground as the mob around the booth were struck with a seething frenzy.
"Hope that helps, Luke." Wilfred said and then climbed back up to hide in the chimney's shadow.
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Keeping distance and following the other two as the veer off towards the booths, shrugs it off and continues on towards the castle but stops soon after hearing shouting and yelling. Taking a knee over the ledge to look about at the streets below, "The guards are on the move, those guys must be getting all rowdy from the tension and waiting around.", standing up dusts self off and walks along following them down the street while on the rooftop, "I should continue on with the castle... but, with all these guys bunched up and showing off... Damn it!", shakes head and lunges over across the streets to the building across, and runs along towards the castle, "I'm sure they can handle this, besides it will make it easier to get inside while they are focused on the crowd.",
Mean while around the sign up booth, the guards try to keep the crowd under control as they begin to riot and fight one another,"Signal the guards we need more troops down here now!!"
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On her way to get some food for her brother and herself, Lorazys found her path completely blocked off by a riot. From their faces, she could tell that it was a bunch of short fuses that were going to challenge the calling competition. However, her fuse was even shorter than theirs when it comes to distractions and interruptions from idiots. While the guard screamed for more guards, she merely walked into the fray after taking out her Zanbato. "GET THE HELL OFF THE ROAD!" She swung the large weapon hard onto the ground, knocking those around her immediate vicinity a few feet away. The wolf then raised the handle of the mighty sword to the air so that it was prostrate, and then swung it forwards and upward, breaking the section of the ground it was driven into, creating a shockwave in front of her, knocking people away to clear a path. It was fairly silent as she walked through undisturbed.
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(Nixon hears the fighting and the yelling of the guards and just thinks.) "always gotta spoil the moment." (Nixon receives his meal and eats it as people in the brair go out side runing, Nixon just sits there like nothing is happening.) "can't have a peaceful meal? Oh well" (Nixon finishes his meal and thinks.) "ill stay in hear for the time being." (He lowers his head and rests it on his arm.)
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Pizarro and Magellan were quick to lend aid to the guards in supressing the crowd, and keeping them all away from the booth and the keep.
"Ay Dios mio! (Oh my God!) You can't trust people that will just try to stab you in the back like this!" Pizarro uses his arquebus as a sort of club, holding it by the stock and the barrel and shoving away ruffians, but did not shoot unless anyone seriously tried to attack him, which they usually did not upon seeing his quality heavy armor. His equipment might have been better and flashier than the King's own parade armor. He essentially has eyes on the back of his head, and could tell if someone was about to sneak up behind him or the guards, as his sound/motion detector could track and judge the movement of an unquantifiable number of people, animals, and projectiles. (("I got the power of a mind you could never be. I'll beat your ass in Chess and Jeopardy." :P ))
Magellan was over by the entrance to the keep assisting some other guards, holding his alabarda in a way to also push and beat down members of the crowd. While his size and immediate strength were greater than Pizarro's, thus making him much more intimidating, his organic senses could not match the android's. Fortunately his heavily-armored and lashing Reptilian tail made it hard for anyone to approach him from behind. His armor was similar in general design, but it was a bit less intricate than the Human's since the Lizard was of a lower rank in the fabricated El Ray's Armada, yet probably still something to make the King's head spin.
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Luke slowly drifted, nonchalantly, over to the sign-up/interview area. He scanned the lists, finding the "accepted" list, then waited for the distraction. He didn't have to wait long. Within a minute, fights began to break out everywhere in the crowd. Swords were drawn, axes brandished, arrows nocked; everyone was at each others' throats. The guards ran out to separate them, including the ones attending the booths. Quickly, just as they were out of sight, Luke slipped in, signed Wilfred and Luke's names, then slipped away. As he did, he heard swords clang against shields, guards calling for reinforcements, and others crying out in anger. He smirked, climbing back to the rendevous. He saw Wilfred, standing there, smiling triumphantly.
"Good enough for you?" he asked, somewhat smugly. Luke smirked at him, then nodded to confirm the mission had been successful.
He said, "We need to wait for them to summon the accepted. We have some time until then, so...care to watch the chaos?"
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"Sure, why not? It's fun to watch people thrown into chaos. And it's not like we have anything else to do." Wilfred replied, sitting down on the rooftop below the chimney. He then pulled out the manacle and left a message for Hel. "Hel, this is Wilfred. I'm about to start the quest, I just have to wait for some "unexplainable chaos" to die down. Hope everything is fine at the castle. See you." He then carefully readjusted the manacle on his wrist and watched the scene down below.
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Arriving at the castle gates look about and heads off towards the right of the walls looking for a climbable approach, "With these new guys around I ain't gonna get in by asking... time to be stealthy.", taking off in a sprint makes way around the first watch tower heading up the mountain side climbing up trees hoping and swing self around, "Okay, now gotta time this right...", crouching down on a sturdy branch watches as the guards make there rounds back and forth, "Three... two... one...", taking off stomps on the end of the branch as it arcs and launches Alex up higher as the two guards pass each other heading in opposite directions, landing on the walkway of the wall on his hands and feet lunges forward from his spot doing a somersault hanging over the edge of the inner walls.
The guards look around and stare at each other giving a shrug continue on looking around, "Heh, well... quarter way in...", looking down sees a feeding stable and holding pins for horses, with shimmying over to the right drops down to the roof of the pins in a crouched position as the horses neigh and snort. Quickly getting down rushes over to the horse calming them down, "Easy now... easy it's just me.", stroking their manes as they calm down, looks about and sees half a dozen guards around the doorway leading inside of the castle, with the other dozen guards walking about making rounds, "Hhmmm, even with the chaos outside they stay here.", looking at the horses grins, "Feel like a run?",
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"Stand your ground men!", Charles walks out among the soldiers with his large sword strapped to his back, looking as the guards are holding off the riot, "What in the bloody hell is going on here? What happened!?" taking a step towards the riot sighs and looks at an approaching guard.
"Sir! it just happened so fast, one second it was okay and the next their at each others throats!", adjusting his armor heads back towards the fight, "They are pushing on towards the castle sir! we can't... sir?", looking up as the Commander walks forward grabbing his sword as he spins it about, "Stand aside men... and hold the line.", as the guards shove back the attackers they back away behind Charles shields lined up, Charles continues as a few of crowd back off or run away, "RAGH!! FISSION BREAKER!!", swinging his downward with both hands cracks the very ground sending fighters everywhere a strong shock wave knocks others fighters to the ground stunned, a large puff of dirt is shot up into the air as windows crack or blow out... I long silence follows up as fighters get to there feet dazed and confused.
"Now then... Which one of you started this brawl!? Speak up or I will slaughter you all like cattle!!", raising his sword up rests it upon his shoulder with a grunt, as the dirt settles fighters look around pointing at each other, suddenly Charles sees out of the corner of his eye two strangers upon the rooftops, "Hmph, cowards of the battle field... of course, starting trouble and hiding only to watch fools kill each other.", Turning about stares at them and grins, "And here I thought Alexander started th-.... wait a second, where is he?",
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Feeling the ground shake for a few seconds acts fast and removes sword cutting the ropes and kicking down the pin gates, as the horses get free and run amok, "Who ever that was thanks!", the guards freak out not sure what to do but leave their posts chasing and trying to catch the horses.
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Lorazys was getting food when she felt the rumbling, "Mmmm... sounds like there's a big player out there. I like." After paying for her food and getting it in a head-sized barrel, she left and headed back the way she came. The silver wolf saw the devastation to the ground, and the tall soldier who caused it. It was definitely the first one she had ever seen that was taller than her brother, but he was strong, and a sword that looked about as heavy as her Zanbato. "Hey there, tall, dark and strong. How you doin?"
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(Waking up from large noices and screams out side nix says.) "DAD NO! Wait. What's with all the noise?"
(I walk to the door and see a large person/thing.) "oh, it's just a really big scary thing, nothing strange here." (I find a bench not being used close by and sleep on it.) "I'm just gonna wait here for the annoucements for the choosing thing."
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After witnessing two people practically cause Earthquakes with their swords, Pizarro contacts the UDDC. -"Foxtrot-Mike-Hotel-Actual, this is Romeo-Delta-November, along with Oscar-Sierra-Juliet, we're in over our damn heads and are requesting permission to use a minifacturing module to make and upgrade our equipment. Over."- He then waited for a response, getting a small sigh over the communicator. -"Our comms are crystal clear, you don't need to use procedure words. Anyway, I've analysed the planet you're on and permission is granted, you may densify your armor and weapons by up to three times normal density and upgrade to falling-block action firearms with percussion caps. You may also produce small primitive fragmentation, concussion, and some chemical bombs, like incendiary and lachrymatory grenades."- The voice of Manfred Hammond, the Final Field Mashal of the Subjugators, said. -"Yes sir, thank you sir. Over and out!"- He said, quickly and subtly altering his weapons and armor. They still looked much the same as before, but were heavier and tougher, and the action of the Arquebus on his back changed a bit, as did his ammunition. He now carried rifled slugs, small propellant charges, and percussion caps. This would speed up reload times significantly, as the gun was now a breech-loader instead of a muzzle-loader, but it was still a single-shot firearm. He turns around, signals for Magellan to follow, hands him a breech-loading pistol and a satchel of ammo, then moves over to the booth. Their equipment, again, impresses the soldiers. "Hola! We'd like to sign up for--" Magellan then taps Pizarro on the shoulder, and his Reptilian muzzle silently motions toward a rooftop. The Human glances up for a very brief moment and snaps a high-clarity picture within his eyes, noting the malicious grins on the faces of the two onlookers. "Quickly, find a way to get up there before those two high-tail it!" He muttered to Magellan, then drew his rifle and began loading it...
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Luke smiled triumphantly as he saw the Chaos he had wrought. Yes, Wilfred had done the actual grunt work, but Luke had organized it. He was the unseen orchestrator, and he liked it that way. He and Wilfred might have the same goals, but their's was a temporary alliance, nothing more.
The guards finally stepped in, separating offenders and trying to bring order to the situation. Fools, he thought. After a while, the guards finally silenced the perpetrators and calmed the crowd. Wilfred seemed disappointed. Luke chuckled, then paid close attention to the caller. Their names were called, and they were requested to meet in the large tent in an hour. Luke looked over at Wilfred and nodded, then slunk back down the chimney.
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Wilfred heard the announcement as well, and he nodded to Luke, who disappeared down the chimney. "Alright, I should get out of here as well. I imagine the guards aren't too happy with me right now." Wilfred thought. He then jumped off the rooftop, rolling into a run as he hit the ground. Looking back, he saw two figures, a human and a lizard, in impressive armor attempting pursuit. "Hmph, that's going to get annoying, better discourage it now." Wilfred thought. Concentrating, he threw his consciousness outward to see if their shadows were in range. Luckily, the shadow of the nearest one was barely within range. "Onyx Claw!" He chanted, archaic demonic runes forming around his right wrist, and a claw of shadow appeared, rising up out of the target's shadow. It grabbed his opponent causing a slight gash in the armor where the fingertips connected and threw him backwards towards the other pursuer. Wilfred turned into an alleyway, following a long, curving path that would eventually lead back to the square with the large tent.
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Charles stabs his sword into the ground and adjusts his gloves glancing over at the silver wolf, "Hmph, you come to cause some trouble too, or just being friendly?", picking his sword back up straps it to his back again and crosses his arms, watching the rioters pull them selves back up and limp off or try to figure out what happened, "Guards! Tend to the wounded and you four find and follow those two that just left from the rooftops, do not attack unless need to... understand?", turning back towards the devastation sighs and walks through it as the guards do as their told. "Only the first day and I gotta get my hands dirty... should be interesting.", walking along rubs his head and shakes it off.
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Inside the inner castle walls Alex sneaks around the distraction he made with the horses, as the guards give chase trying to calm and catch them he slips right through the doors and gets inside, "Made it this far... can't go back now.", looking down the large a decorated walls of paintings and curtains sighs, "Now to figure out where the king is at.", taking a second to think hears approaching guards and frantically begins to look around, "Aww crap!", snapping his fingers smiles.
As the guards walk around the corner Alex is gone and they just walk along talking to each other, "Did you hear that the watch tower spotted a troll near the garden last night?" he pats on the the other guards shoulder as they stop.
Turning around crosses arms and sighs, "A troll? Way out here? You lay off the mead!",
The first guard grunts, "I ain't drunk! I'm serious!! More and more are being seen around the castle and once we had to fend off cave spider! It literally was just walking through the halls!"
The second guard takes a step back and gasps, "How did such a thing get inside!? And why!?"
The first guard raises his shoulders and arms in a shrug, "I don't know, but that ain't the worst we come across... Ever since they brought that second shard into the castle things have been getting weird, like all the creatures that never would come near the kingdom are just showing up at the castle?", A third guard walks up to them from behind and smacks them upside the heads,
"No lollygagging! Get a move on or I'll have you both on dungeon patrol.", As the three guards walk along grumbling Alex opens the curtains and sighs,
"Hmm... another shard? Huh, better keep my guard up for those creatures, but why are they here?", looking down the hall makes his way to the throne room, walking around grunts, "Were the hell is he?", ears perk up as he hears more guards coming, "Damn it!", taking off down the throne dives behind the chair where the king sits, "This is getting ridiculous..."
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The tall bear spoke before Lorazys could get a word in, but what he said completely turned her off, "If you call that dirtying your hands, then never mind. I thought I finally found a real man." She left without giving him a second look and leaped on top of a cart, then up the wall and onto someone's roof. The silver wolf made her way back to where her brother had been waiting, overlooking the event arena and away from anyone's sight. "I hope you got me something good."
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(nixon awakes with his dog licking his forehead. nixon says.) "were have you been? when dad died you just vanished." (the dog drooped his head in sadness.) "oh come now pup we will be ok." (nixon pets the dogs head and the dog grows happier. the dog walks a little a way toward an alley and waits for nixon to get up.) "what is it?" (nixon gets up and walks toward the pup as it bolts down to the alley and goes in.) "hey! wait up!" (as nixon rounds the corner the pup is seen standing above something emitting a light. nixon picks it up and asks) "what is this?" (no answer is given and nixon puts it in his bag not knowing that this was his dads favorite possession and that his fathers spirit is connected to it. it is a small rune once owned by his mother. nixon says.) "come on pup lets go find out when the tournaments start." (the dog happily follows nixon to one of the information flyers hung up everywhere. btw the dogs name is pup.)
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Magellan gets yanked back by the magical attack, and Pizarro side-steps the flying Lizard while keeping the runner in his Patridge iron sights. After the time it took to step out of the way of his partner, he calculated that he'd only have a shot at the runner's lower leg out of the corner he was about to run around. He, however, didn't take into account the split-second time it took for the heavy trigger to pull, the hammer to strike the percussion cap, the powder to ignite, and the 'low-speed'* round to reach the target. There was a loud bang --that pretty much everyone in town heard-- but the shot was a close miss, putting a nasty inch-wide** and two inch deep mark in a brick wall. "Dammit!" Pizarro muttered under his breath, and chased after the target while reloading his rifle again. Magellan got back on his feet, picked up his alabarda, and gave chase as well. "Did you Mark and Track him?" The Lizard asks as he catches up. "No, sadly that Augmentations's been disabled along with several others until we're done here..." The Human said, looking down a couple alleyways. "You should get to a good vantage point with that rifle, I'll head back to the sing-up area." Magellan said, both agreeing as the Lizard headed back the way they came, while Pizarro finds a way up to a high roof or maybe a steeple. The castle walls and turrets would be obvious choices, but that area looked to be quite off-limits to outsiders.
(*Subjugator Hypervelocity Magneto-Gravitational Accelerators use railgun technology along with precisely-timed micro gravity wells to launch Tunsten projectiles to near-relativistic velocities, about 950,000,000 feet per second, while the gun DeNihil/Pizarro is using has a muzzle velocity of 'only' about 1,200 feet per second.)
(**The weapon is about .5 caliber, or 12.7mm, but impact marks on hard surfaces are usually bigger than the bullet itself.)
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Suddenly, Luke felt his Demon Mark burning. He looked over at Wilfred, looking to see if he felt it too, but before he saw anything, he felt the mark burn again, this time more intensely. He had new orders. Someone wanted to see him. Now. Luke muttered under his breath to Wilfred, "Someone wants to see me. Or us. I don't know, but we need to get out of sight."
He looked around, then slipped into the shadows, then drew a communication rune on the ground and invoked the spell.
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Wilfred had crossed through an alleyway, keeping to the shadows, and doubled back on the small house with the chimney as they had originally planned. He broke one of the windows and crawled inside, encountering Luke and then the team had proceeded to the basement in order to strategize. As they were planning, Wilfred's manacle began to heat up, and glancing over at Luke, he saw that his partner was in pain.
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"Really, they want to talk to us right now? Alright, fine. But I'm gonna erect a barrier so that our mysterious caller's presence doesn't alert the guards." Wilfred responded.
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Wilfred erected a barrier around the basement and also barred the door. "There, that should allow us to talk somewhat freely."
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As Charles watches the silver wolf disappears above the rooftops he snickers and turns to head back to the castle, "Moody little thing..." But the sudden silence was cut short by a loud shot that echoed through the alleyways and streets, "By the gods, what was that?", as Charles looks about he heads in the direction the sound came from, meanwhile the four guards sent after Wilfred and Luke stop on a rooftop overlooking the streets then split up yelling at each other to remember you Flare spell which launches, well a flare like fireball into the air when they find them.
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With in the castle the guards were looking around the throne room before the loud shot got their attention and they left to go check it out, "That was close one...", letting out a soft sigh gets to his feet then makes his way to the Royal garden hiding and avoiding the guards, til a conversation catches his ear, he creeps up the halls cracking the door to the kitchen as a couple chefs talk.
"So, have you heard about Prince Sergei from the Kingdom of Pangaea is coming to the festival? To participate in the tournament!", The cook chops up some lettuce
"Keep your voice down fool! and yes I heard about that, but why though.",
"I heard he was coming to prove himself to his father or something, winning the tournament is a sure fire way to get noticed through out the land."
"I heard he was forced to come cause of family issues, like the king is making him join the tournament... win or die he doesn't really care."
"Who knows, with all these folks from different lands and kingdoms, for all we know this could be a kingdom take over waiting to happen."
"You see talk like that is why we never ask you to come hang with us...",
"Hey, I'm just telling it like it is!"
"Yeah but you go so dark and hopeless... Why!?"
"I swear you two never get along... yah fight like a wedded couple!",
Suddenly a fight of vegetables and flour powder starts up in the kitchen, Alex rolls his eyes and continues on, "Hmph, the prince huh? I remember him... A real Royal Ass, and sore loser, wouldn't be surprised if he came just fight me.", smiles and makes way into the garden looking about, "Now where could he be?", glancing over the garden spots the Kings crown sitting a top a bench, rushing over picks it up and looks around some more and sees his robe laying on the ground, and follows deeper into the garden along a trail of rocks and dirt organized in random patterns.
Walking a long remembers running around when he was younger before things got hectic and emotional, his tail flickers about looking at the flowers all of which were imported from lands around the world, out of the corner of his eyes he sees a lone figure sitting against a tree, looking over realizes it's the king with his sword stabbed into the tree he looks okay and... asleep. "Uh... King Augus?" his eyes open slowly as he gives a warm smile.
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It says here
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Day two; organization and well finding places to stay in or set up camp for the week.
"So this is lasting one whole week? Man this is going to take a while."
Day three; Announcement to the ones who "qualify" for the tournament of course by this day a lot other weaker ones have been, in a word cut...
"We'll that's resuring."
Day four; Preparation and training, testing skills against one another thinning out the herd again. And randomizing the tournament matches.
"Randomizing. Right."
Day five; Tournament begins with seven separate arenas, each holding randomly matched people going through five matches...
"Day five, five matches. Easy to remember."
Day six; Tournament continues reaching preliminary round, rest of the day is left for resting or training for tomorrow.
"Ya here that pup? Training."
Day seven; Final rounds, and each arena's champion is automatically elected to go on the quest for the Emerald Shard... followed by a huge parade to the castle and celebration for the victors.
"Oh...a parade. I don't like attention but ok"
Day eight; Preparations for the quest and last goodbyes to all who came...
"Eight days...this is going to be a long eight days pup, hope you're ready." (The dog nods showing he is.) "glad to see that, time to go investigate that noise I heard. It sounded like explosives, but there is no way the guards would allow that." (Nixon walks to the area of the gun shot.)
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Charles notices the bullet hole in the otherwise smooth wall, then the big heavily-armord Lizard with an alabarda in his left hand emerges from the alleyway and sees the Bear. The Lizard also has a longsword sheathed by his left side, and a pistol holstered by his right. "Sir Charles Benedict, the Commander of the Karryon Army, am I right? Me and my comrade chased the perpetrator down this alleyway, but the road split off and there was no trace of them. This and connecting roads would be a good place to look for them, although there was also another perp as well that seemed to have just vanished, possibly into one of the buildings."
Pizarro continues his search of the target in some alleyways for a bit before looking to a high point to keep watch and maybe shoot from. He chooses the steeple of the grand cathedral that is within the walls of the castle. As he walks with the loaded rifle, his finger is always on the trigger, for his eyes can sight an individual and his computer mind can identify them and determine their level of hostility and intent without his muscles acting first, bringing friendly fire and civilian casualties to basically zero chance of occurrence. He then suddenly heard a somewhat faint sound of glass breaking in the distance, probably a window due to the sound of smaller pieces of glass falling and breaking just afterward, and felt it may have been worth investigating, if he could find the exact source of the sound...
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Luke nodded his thanks to Wilfred, then stared at the rune he had wrought. Suddenly, a shimmering image of his Master appeared. Luke bowed his head.
"Spare me the formalities, Luke," his Master said impatiently, waving a hand. Luke looked up.
"That's better. Now, fill me in."
"I've teamed up with a Fallen Angel named Wilfred. We've put our names into the list and we are waiting for the official announcement now."
His master nodded. "Good. Keep a low profile, Luke. We don't want undue attention. If anyone gets in your way, remove them. Quietly. You may want to befriend the Guards to better disguise your intentions." Luke nodded. It was a logical thing to do.
"Is that all, Master?"
"Yes, Luke. Keep me updated as often as possible."
"Yes, Master."
The image faded away, and the rune circle grew dark. Luke stood, then motioned to Wilfred to disable the barrier.
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Wilfred disabled the barrier and unbarred the door, his manacle slowly cooling. "How are we going to befriend the guards? We just caused a riot. I think we better come up with a plan. The fastest way to get to the guards would probably be to get caught but I don't think we can afford to have them investigate us." Wilfred whispered softly. "Anyway, I think that we should go back to the square, as they're bound to assign us our lodging and blocks in the tournament. However, we need to do this undetected."
-(sorry, forgot to place her in.)
Willia ran to the stands as fast as she could. She was late and needed to get to the recruitment stand fast. She rushed past the dazed people who were lying on the ground and came to a skidding stop in front of the booth. She grabbed the pen and pad from a slightly bewildered guard and scribbled her name onto the list without paying attention. Having done so, she gave back the list to the guard and said "Thank you". She then decided to catch her breath at the restaurant nearby. Itching at the bandages around her neck, she ordered a glass of red berry juice, which had been her favorite drink when she was still alive, and waited.[/size]
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As Alex takes a knee to bow before the King he removes his weapons on his back and lays them in front of him, as Lord Augus rises from the ground taking his sword out of the tree and sheaths it taking a few steps with weapon in hand, he sighs peacefully, as the sounds of birds chirping and the small stream going through the garden fills the silence, "Rise my friend... what troubles you so?", Alex lowers head and stands back up, "Lord Takashi, it's about this competition you made... I wasn't informed about it but only found out just earlier this morning... and-",
"Aww yes, the tournament...", Augus takes a few steps forward and puts hand on Alex's shoulder, and sighs giving a small smile, "How long has this kingdom kept the shard and sword safe?"
Taken back at the random question goes blank and stutters, "Uhhh... a-about m-more then five hundred years? why?"
Augus lets out a little laugh and walk around Alex with hands behind back sword in hand, "That is about how many years this kingdom has been under siege from creatures, bandits, thieves and warriors in search of power... not to mention the Democians, When I became the King of Karryon I knew what I would have to endure, what battles had to be fought, and sacrifices made too...", lowering his head sighs heavily and looks up at the sky as it clear with little clouds but off in the distance that catches his eye a thunder storm brews and moves slowly towards the kingdom, "I had a vision last night... one that I hope to see come true, no more violence among brothers, nor a blade raised in the name of greed, no more starving children... that is when I awoke and...", looking over his shoulder watches the storm as Alex picks up his weapons.
"And what?",
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As Charles watches one of the stranger take off he rubs his head then walks along the roads and waves his hand for the other to follow with him, then places his hand on his sword handle ready, "Heh, I would of thought so too... didn't look like the fighting types, so I take you're here for the tournament as well?", With a smile he suddenly stops as he watches his troops run along the rooftops still looking for them as well, with a shrug walks along not paying attention and accidentally bumps into a man with a dog, "Oh! I do apologize for that!", towering over him bends over and lends a hand to help him up.
Else where along the border of the kingdom one of the troops takes a rest on the wall surrounding the kingdom valley, "Man... still can't find them, sigh, probably just hiding like the cowards they ar-... what the hell!", as he sits atop the wall he feels a brief quake enough to make the small rocks and pebbles bounce, as he looks around he shrugs and nervously laughs, "Huh, must have been nothing I guess..." hopping up shakes it off, he then looks out at the storm cloud coming and squints trying to get a better look but the rain pouring down is too heavy to see anything. "One hell of a storm coming... better warn the guards and folks to get ready." he turns about and makes way back to the ground.
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The king gets an eerie chill and shudders, "EH! Lord Takashi! Are you okay?", getting next Augus looks at him and examines for any wounds or something. "I am fine... but to answer what you ask... is to realize it, and face the facts.",
"What are talking about?",
"We have to collect the shards... not for only our land, but for all those who have suffered and died for and from these damned jewels." taking a deep breath sighs and looks at Alex, "If not, this world will tear it's self apart... soon after nothing will stop the Democians from releasing Lucifer.",
"So this tournament is the proving grounds... for who is strong enough to find the shards." placing his weapons on his back, "Yes... to end this madness... blood will have to be shed to secure peace for all...", Augus frowns and looks back at the storm again. "When the time comes... I must ask of you to do something for me...", Turning to face Alex places his hand on his shoulder again, making eye contact.
"Yes, of course my king...", nodding smiles, "But what time are you talking about?",
"No, not as your King, but a friend... promise me.", Alex nods as the king holds grip on his shoulder, "No, Promise me!",
"Eh! Y-yes, I promise... Augus.",
"Heh, thank you... Alex."
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Miles out into the storm a hidden danger approaches... cloaked in the darkness from both hero and villain...
(Damn that was a lot...) >:(
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Shinzuu slept on their perch, seeming that they had come prematurely, and the festivities weren't taking place that day like they normally would. Lorazys, on the other hand, headed to the top of the castle to get a better view of the whole kingdom. She stood there, overlooking the horizon, and wondering whether or not such a job was even worth the money asked.
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(Nixon is bumped by Charles and knocked to the ground.) "woah!" (Nixon grabs his hand and says.) "no big deal, where are you off to if you don't mind me asking?" (Nixon notices the sword and armor and says.) "nice set up by the way."
(The rune in nixons bag glows but is not viewable. The rune is the only thing that can tell nixon of the approaching danger that lies within the dark cloud but he has to touch a gem on it. Nixon does not know of his importance and his family tree.) : bum bum buuuuum!!
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Magellan nods, keeping his mask over his face. "Yes, our ship arrived at a port and my captain found out there was a special event, a quest for the shards of an ancient sword. Then those two scum bags somehow started a riot." He said, looking back toward the dark clouds just as Charles bumps into Nixon. He turns around, smiling a little bit behind his mask.
Pizarro curses to himself as he tries to find a way to the top of the church steeple. He was fairly imposing and had superior weapons and armor to just about anybody in this world, so he could coerce his way to the bell tower, but he wasn't here to cause trouble. He moved as silently as he could manage, watching people's cones of vision as he casually entered the church and made his way up the stairs to the steeple without being seen going up them. When he got to the top, he smiled at the view he had, then saw the stormy clouds just as he felt the tower rumble for a moment. The quake wasn't strong enough to do much damage to anything, fortunately. "Wish I could take some pot shots to get a feel for the accuracy and velocity of this weapon..."
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Luke straightened up and looked back at Wilfred, nodding.
"You're probably right, Wilfred. But, when we get our lodgings, I have a plan."
He looked around suspiciously, then leaned in close to Wilfred.
"We need to go high up on the chain. Captain, or someone close to the King, even. The closer we are to the King, we can be essentially untouchable. And maybe, we can even obtain information on the Sword or Shard. And, the King can always be in reach."
He looked up at the sun.
"We should get moving. We don't want to miss anything."
Luke smirked.
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Alright, let's head back to the square and wait for them to assign our lodgings. I'll ask Hel to prepare a gift for the king, to make a good first impression. Hopefully, he'll like the gift and start to trust us. With that, Wilfred crossed over to the door and crept onto the street. He then began rushing toward the square, out of sight.
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Willia stared out of the window of the restaurant as a figure rushed into the square. With a jolt, recognition flowed through her. That was the face of her brother. She stood up quickly and exited the building, hurrying after the figure, determined to find out whether or not it truly was her brother. She was so focused on pursuing the figure that she didn't notice the pair in front of her.
"Oof" She had ran smack into the larger one. "Lucky for me that my bandages were tight or my head would have been sent rolling. Literally." Unfortunately, she could no longer see her target as he had hidden himself while she was distracted. [/size]
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(sorry for the wait have had a hell of a week) :(
Augus releases Alex and makes way for the castle satisfied with the promise, "Til that time my friend, take care... and good luck.", he waves back with a grin and follows the trail through the garden, "Good luck? Hey! WAIT! uhh... what the hell is that suppose to mean?", getting what answers he could lets out a heavy sigh and crosses his arms, "Damn, now I have more questions... well, might as well check with Charles maybe he has more answers.", walking back where he came from looks off into the distance as the storm brews, "Eww... that looks bad.", suddenly the sounds of the new guards yelling and pointing in Alex's direction makes him halt and look around realizing they addressing him as a trespasser, "Aww great... Time to go!", taking off into a sprint tries to find another way out of the castle.
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Charles lets out a chuckle from the young man's words and clinches his fist knocking on his armor making a dinging sound, "Hehe, well thanks and we are in the middle of looking for some trouble makers.", Reaching down pats Nixon's dog on the head as it's ears go back terrified from his massive hand, "Quite the hound you have, never seen this breed before.", suddenly Charles stumbles back and holds on to the young girl that ran into him and helps her regain composure, giving a confused look to what she just said, "Uhhh, are you okay madam?" smiles and adjusts his blade.
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The storm seems to have taken a turn as the winds begin to pick up just a bit and another quake just a little bit stronger making more pebbles and rocks bounces a few times and stop.
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Shinzuu opened his eyes as the day drew to a close, having thought long and hard about their job. Around the same time, Lorazys had came back from her reflections, and the two seemed to know what the other was thinking. The twin wolves leaped from their vantage point towards the castle and requested audience with the king. When they were allowed in, the two knelt before the king, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but after careful consideration, we feel that this job is just not meant for us to journey on. We will report back to the guild and they can hopefully send another adventurer more suited for the work." After a bit more discussion with the king, the two gave their respects and left the throne room, leaving the kingdom to head back to the guild.
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You are very unbalanced with all this bumping you are doing, how heavy is that armor of yours? (Realizing what he had said about chasing people and says.) nevermind to that question do you have anything my dog can track them by? An imagine or object, even a direction, this is my fathers dog he is very mysterious, my dad doesn...didn't even know where he came from or what he is. Do you have anything?
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Magellan gives Charles and the other two a brief farewell before quickly heading back to the square as planned, keeping an eye out for anyone shady... He felt a quake again, and a loose clay shingle slid off a rooftop and smashed on the road a few feet in front of him, startling him mildly as he continued on.
Pizarro looks down at the town, his optics zooming in on the Bear. "You'd think people would notice a guy like that in their path and not bump into him..." He said as he shook his head and zoomed back out a bit, scanning over the area. He stuck to the shadow as best he could, not wanting light to shine off of his distinctive helmet and give away his position at the church bell tower. He kept his rifle close, but didn't point it out yet, not until he spotted his target. In a few moments, the quake hit again, a little bit stronger than the last one. He looks to the strange clouds, and suspects thy might be connected. -"Magellan, be prepared for anything when that 'storm' is on top of us. I have a feeling it's got something to do with these quakes, but I'm not positive."- He said via Infolink, but the signal was starting to go bad, and Magellan got a bit of static over the message on his end.
Magellan looks up and toward the approaching storm for a moment before bringing his attention back to the road and staying his course. -"Yes, I do sense... something odd about it, but I can't tell what it is or where it's from, or if it can cause any significant damage. Hopefully it doesn't cut our communication completely."-
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What happened to my post and Luke's post? They disappeared.
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Luke searched for a guard along the street. When he had spotted his prey, he hid his sword with a concealment spell, then approached the guard, putting a bewildered look on his face. As he neared the guard, he muttered a spell to make his face less memorable, so he wouldn't be tracked later.
"Excuse me, sir, can you help me? I'm new to the city, and I'm very lost," said Luke, letting innocence into his voice. The guard looked exasperated and irritated, then pointed him in the direction of the castle. Luke nodded his thanks to the guard, then padded away. As soon as he was out of sight of the guard, he pulled the guard's satchel from his cloak and opened it up. The guard was so dense, Luke hadn't even needed to cast a confusion spell. Luke grinned at his triumph as he perused the documents, searching for anything....wait...He stopped on a slip of parchment, as he had seen mention of the King...Luke smiled maliciously, then sped off to the castle, anxious to see Wilfred to tell him of the news.
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As Alex makes his way out of the castle and back to the city he stops to watch as the clouds begin to roll in so sudden, soon after another quake happens this time way stronger that happened to blow out winds or crack them, he is then greeted by heavy winds and light rain, "Aww man, of all days... damn it just gets worst!", holding his arms over his head as the storm starts to pick up, he pushes forward as he sees a flair go up signaling that it isn't safe and all people should go home or in a safe place to hold out, "Even though it hardly rains here, I'm more worried about that quake!", stumbling about gets a better footing and heads deeper in town to help anyone in need.
"Man this day could be better...",
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Back with Charles he stands his ground holding his hand to his brow, "The heck did this storm some from!? Quickly inside!", taking a few steps stumbles from the quake and looks around barely able to see a few feet in front of him as the storm quickly gets worst, "Stay close, and don't wander off!" tugging at the others finds a blacksmith shed and takes refuge in it with a few others, "Everyone alright?!", suddenly in the distance a lightning bolt strikes lighting up the dark revealing a very large figure but Charles is not sure what he saw and shakes his head,
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Back in the Castle as King Augus sits a top his throne room chair feeling the quake and sighs heavily, "So... You finally came..."
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