I have participated in many succesful role-plays.
Anyone else "interested" in these sort of things?
Jay, male elf, 6'2" 128 years of age, white hair, thin body.
Posseses the knowledge of foresight.
^.^
Roleplay characters
JjK
Divinity
I've never done any roleplays, but I'm really intersted in participating!
JjK
hehe, make up a character, once there is a few, ill go ahead and start ^.^
my last one, was on a forum, over 1020 pages long O_O
my last one, was on a forum, over 1020 pages long O_O
Divinity
lol.
Divinity, (Div for short ^_-), female human, 24 years old, blonde hair, 5'4,
A young elementralist trying to learn the ways of water magic, and healing powers.
Divinity, (Div for short ^_-), female human, 24 years old, blonde hair, 5'4,
A young elementralist trying to learn the ways of water magic, and healing powers.
sk33zl0w
Skeezlow a troubled and misguided mesmer necromancer hungry for revenge and power. Though some of his intentions are not clear most people try to stay away from him after noticing his dark smile and shadowed eyes through his black and green robes and hood. Around 6'1 in height with a medium sized build. Skeezlow always carries a dagger and a mysterious book of which nothing is known.
/OOC Never done rp before but it sounds fun and at the moment i am enjoying myself.
/OOC Never done rp before but it sounds fun and at the moment i am enjoying myself.
JjK
looking good,
I will try to grab one of my old rp's.
I will try to grab one of my old rp's.
JjK
this is 2 pages of part 2 of "HML-how much longer?"
"I am jjk (now jay)
"WOoooooooohhhhh..." Nardo shook his head and rubbed his eyes trying to get get rid of the flashing stars dazzling inside his head. With an unsteady feeling in his legs and the help of his long walkingstick he tried to get up. "That was one heck of a spell..." Bit by bit he managed to retain some of his vision back. His trusty bag filled with herbal teas, potions and herbs was lying next to him. "Zabar !" Quickly he opened the pouch around his neck and noticed his frog still sleeping. "Excellent !" he said with a smile. "Master, there are new roads ahead us..." He looked with awe at the strange coloured cobbled path that laid in front of him and wondered what was behind the hill... :roll: *ribbet* he heared As he approached the peak of the hill a man dressed in a black wizards cloak greeted him with a nod..
He responded by..... ...asking that this mysterious man remove his unrevealing hood so that his face might be seen.
the man took off his hood, and smiled down at nardo.
"ahh, 007." nardo said with ease. "you have finally joined in our adventures. this is after all a great day, especially after what happened earlier this morning."
"And what would that be?" asked 007...As he opened his mouth a tree near by snaped, as they both looked at the tree something hid behind the branches. 007 took three steps toward the tree and a bigger snap was made and with a poof of smoke a black oval shaped hole closed on the ~creature~...The creature Jumped past the party with a powerful force...it was just a rabbit. The party laid down after the great scare and joined in sharing vittles.Then Killerlamb appeared in a snake-like sense, as all the others put their hands on their hilt JJK says "Neigh my friends, Thee has given up his ways with the elder fo.." then he was hushed by killerlamb who came with a long long and interesting tale...
P.M(Post message)Please dont get pissed off, IM not trying to piss you off ...JJK then worked his way up a tree above Killerlamb,dangled his feet, and listened..Hmmz. :) Nothing against you ppl, but do you remember the old How much Longer? We're gonna continue that one, somewhere. I think Tumaros has it on his comp, if not i have the first 40 posts or so... (40 outta 200 o.0) To all our fans (if any): you'll hear from us :)
We have all progressed in storytelling and thge old one had spam from certain bastards in it...*Heh*...so I think we shpould restart itYou know, I DO think we should start some roleplay thing on these forums. I also think on the old forum ppl were shitting too much. Clean start that means. But I hate to lose the entire story we made. It was good, if you leave out some stupid stuff. I'd like to see HML here, only without the RED ENGINE GORED ENGINE GORED ENGINE GORED ENGINE GOed up posts, so we can continue it. Ofcourse, if anyone wants to join: just write yourself in :)
[Continued]...The tale was that of the ancient sword of the dead, the sword's hilt was crafted from the claw of the final phoenix letting the weild the power to bring other back from the grave...He explained of how he needed it for a fallen ally who died defending him (as if they would lemme die), however this sword wouldn't be easy to get as it was held by...(You guys can finish this part of the story, I wouldn't like to make the entire plot up it would only be interesting to me)
[Note:Please post in the awakening too, I mean please, its got a good story too] Nardo looked among his friends. "Hold on for a sec.."
"Lets rest a bit...I think the time is right to tell you why i am here and what happened with my good friend here.
“To tell you the story of Zabar is not an easy one. I can not guarantee you wont have bad dreams,” said Nardo while he sat down and took the frog out of his pouch. He held it up
“Zabar is really a mighty magician, he has been transformed in this state upon his flight. It was a tremendous fight, i know, for which I was also there”…
“He was caught like me when he was very young and kept prison for years in a dark dungeon led by the one who’s name can not be outspoken” A shiver ran again though Nardo´s veins. “Zabar was there for one and only one purpose. He, together with 7 other chosen ones of all different races where drained of their blood and powers to feed the black crystal that was dangling in front of their eyes. To stop them from escaping they where chained and buried in a circle up to their necks. They were fed and brainwashed for six days and for the seventh it was drainage, torture and mutilation.” Nardo coughed and blushed “I amongst others were forced to feed and heal them. In his other state he looks now like a terrible mutant ogre, with an third horse-leg, three eyes, a broken horn and a large hump on his back. His skin is swollen and infected by all the poisoning…”
“Blood they needed…and anger.” I was tortured if I did not comply but not worth of any other use to them. This went on for years…Zabar was the only one not completely brainwashed and whenever possible we had secret conversations and bit by bit plotted our way out.”
“I studied whenever possible, learned to improve my skills until one day I managed to make the best sleeping herbal tea ever. For the rest I can be short. The guards where fast asleep, I dug up Zabar and together we fled into freedom.”
“That was until we bumped into the Head of the Dark Prison Guard. She awaited us close to the gate…wide-awake. Her nostrils were wide and steaming. Her claws razor sharp and the charging of her magic gave a strange electricity in the air. We had no chance. Both of us where shackled and Zabar had no chance of running with his third leg dangling behind him.”
“I quickly hid behind a statue and concentrated on protecting Zabar with any magic shield I could think of. It worked and I noticed he was fighting back with whatever magic power he had left. It was no use though. With a flash and a haunting laughter the shield shattered and Zabar was hit with a bursting electric ball. The screeching laughter continued “
“You have done your purpose…the crystal will be ready on time. But a frog they shall be fur the rest of your days…until you’ll get kissed by a prince of darkness’s... Muuuahahahahahaha...” The screeching laughter continued. Until it suddenly stopped and she appeared with in a puff of smoke in front of me. “And you…thou shall have the same faith, for whoever knows the story of this frog will suffer the same…thou shall loose thy memory bit by bit, your thoughts and willpower.hahahaha…and don´t think there is a cure. “
Nardo looked up to the ones around him. “I have travelled a lot and managed to improve myself with the help of others. Without them it would have been impossible to reach this far. In his thoughts he longed for his friends who where not now among him. “Let me show you this...” He dug into his bag and held out a large black shiny bauble in the palm of his hands. This is a dragon pearl. We found this on our travels. Normally it is white, clear and shiny. But look.” Inside the glass where strange furious dark gasses whirling in a wild frenzy. There are more of these and the dragons are more and more behaving strangely, getting aggressive.”
“Zabar and I have to go back and stop this evil. But first we must fight this curse. I can be of help to any traveller who wishes to travel along with us as much are we in need of your help.” I am not much of a fighter, my travelling stick is a fine weapon, with poisonous ends if the needs is there. And there is this”. With a smile he stroke the old wooden stick and it transformed into a razor-sharp fine bladed sword. The sunlight reflected the blade and gave it a mysterious rainbow coloured aura. He winked at Geelef. “Only in defence I shall use this though.”
“I must find the dragon of Myst for he can bring us to an large island floating in the sky. Up there is the key to our salvation. Anyone not scared of dragons and heights, monsters and puzzles and those who are willing to travel through all kinds of conditions which we will be meeting along please join. Your wisdom or might could be the decisive thing. But who knows who or what we will meet.”
Nardo scraped his throat and took a gulp of his flask. “Anyone some iced herbal tea? “ sorry i deleted it i thought nardo beat me to it but it would not change
..Interuptingly JJK looks down and asks, "who that rabbit?"In the corner of his eye he spots a black spot, as he turns his head in the direction of the spot it dissaperes.[typo]*as he turns his head back*"Did you see t"... JJK's face went blank as no one was there. Slowly the black dot appered again. JJK asked,"who are you?" As the black dot formed into human like shape he said,"Dolboc". Suddenly everything went white for a second and back to normal. "JJK, are you alright?" Killerlamb asked. "Yea, anyway, finish your story Lamb." "And his name was.." "Dolboc?"asked JJK. "Yes...How did you know?"
@THIS POST BELONGS BEFORE [email protected] messed my earlier post up thats why it says weird this is not spam...
...JJK replied "I've seen him before, I didn't know his name but know I do, I didn't think the visions were real but they are, and they are very grim"
"What did you see"
"I saw him...NO NO" Suddenly his eyes turn black and he hears a voice saying "That would ruin all the fun"
Nardo ran to him casting heal while lamb took bandages out of his pack "what happend," nardo asked
"I don't know, I can't remember what I saw anymore, but I feel as if I lost a part of myself, or a part of us..." replied JJK in a worried tone As nardo told the group to stop worring and actually rest, JJK felt closer to all them than ever before.
JJK stared at the stars for he knew someone,someday, would not be able to.(Just wondering, where are we? Still in the icy plain where the old HML ended? Or in the Atronarchs cave, where my last post ended (which noone read) I'll just head on in the icy plain if you dont mind, ofcourse calculating your posts in :D)
As JJK looked at the stars, he suddenly felt the urge to leave, to go somewhere. He didn't know why, or where he needed to go, but there was just the urge to do it. He went to his bag, only to find that everyone was awake, packing their stuff. 'We are going to leave. Don't know why, or where to, but we are leaving.' Geelef said. 'Yeah, guess you feel the same as I feel' JJK replied. Only Nardo was still sleeping, Zabar next to his head. 'Yo Nardo, wake up, will you?!' Geelef shouted. 'Hmmbrlzzz....' 'WAKE UP' 'Wha- what's wrong?' Nardo asked. 'We are leaving. Don't you feel the urge?' Geelef said. 'Urge? What urge? You're acting weird, Gee.' Nardo said. 'But, if you wait a second, I'll come along. 'Hurry up, please.' Nardo nodded, stood up and mumbled something. All his belongings started to shake, then went up in the air and floated into his bag.
'Ok, ready. Where were we going again?' 'To the east.' Killerlamb said. How about we're in the valley of the fallen heroes, a great vast land with many powerful enemies. (Ok, goes for me :) Ill write a piece explaining how we got there.)
While they were walking to the east Nardo was thinking about the past few days, how day suddenly got to this valley. He remembered the long trip Thalos, Tumaros, Diesel, Laena, Aira, Zabar and Geelef made with him. They had almost reached Heaven. Past the Flame Atronarch. They fought an octupus, later Geelef had been struck by the Atronarch to defend Laena. Then, he teleported to Sheea's waters to get some healing water for Geelef. When they entered the cave of the Atronarch again they found a hidden passage to the Atronarch's boss. They walked that way, but they hadn't made more than five steps till the floor started to shake, the ceiling started to fall down. They ran outside, only to find out meteors were falling from the sky. The entire ice plain was smelting. Then, one by one they got hit by one of these meteors, they didn't die, but were taken away from the plain. Minutes later they were dropped in this plain, together with some people they didn't know yet. It seemed they all were swept off their quests, only to find themselves taken to this place.
'What are you thinking about?' Geelef's voice disturbed Nardo's thoughts. Nardo looked to his left and saw Geelef firmly walking to the horizon. 'I just thought about how we got here.' Nardo answered. 'Yeah, I've also been thinking' Geelef said. 'Don't you think it's kinda weird? First we were just having a bit of fun, travelling together. And all of a sudden we are transported to this place, along with other adventurers. Only days later we all feel the urge to head east. I think someone wants us to come to him, or her. Someone who is looking for a good fight.' Nardo nodded, he had been thinking the same thing.
'Yooooo, get over here!' JJK's voice rumbled over the plain. 'Look what I found' he said. He pointed towards the base of a tree. 'Isn't that -' Killerlamb began. But Tumaros already answered. 'Yeah, that is a Hero. Look at his weapons, his armor, and his body. All magically enhanced. Evenso, he got killed. Something really powerful must roam these lands.'
Tumaros hadn't even said these words when a great roar came from behind a huge rock. 'What the...' Aira said. He raised his hands, conjured a fireball and blew the rock apart. 'Dammit...' Aira said. 'An Inferno...'"an..an inferno?"JJK asked. "Yes,an inferno"Geelef replied. "An inferno is a fiery monster, one of the most powerfull monsters that have ever existed"said killerlamb. "I never really thought i would see one of these again..."said aira. What do you mean again?"asked killerlamb
BTW nice banner killav'What he means,' Geelef said. 'His that THAT monster-' he pointed at the Inferno, who was closing in on them a bit, 'is going the set us aflame if we dont stop him.' He raised his hands, conjuring an enourmous ball of water. 'Come on, give me a hand, will you?' he asked. They nodded, and seconds later the waterball was glowing with poisonous, electric, earthly and air magic. 'Ok,' Geelef panted. 'Lets send that Inferno to hell... He'll probably like it.' With great force he pushed the energyball towards the Inferno. When the ball hit it, great steamy clouds erupted from the Inferno's body. The Inferno roared with pain, but stood his ground. Aira, who had been standing aside, now used some of his magic. The Inferno fell down, and the magic ball dissappeared over the horizon. 'Well, that was kinda easy.' Killerlamb said. 'Don't say that,' Nardo said. 'Just look at it.' Killerlamb looked at the Inferno, and was shocked when he saw the huge leg move a bit. 'Uh oh...'as the inferno started moving a bit more aira said,"please be dead,oh please be dead." As the monster finally opened its fiery eyes all the members started casting spells at it.
SYS shutdown i will finish this part NEVER MIND it froze at 59 seconds...this comps going in the shop in a couple days anyway...
The moster just reflected and absorbed the spells. "i know"said geelef,"Spell of the elfs." While saying that the Inferno looked at geelef and started growing larger and larger, moaning louder and louder. :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: The Inferno gradually walked toward Geelef. "SH** What did i do?"Geelef drew his sword, still shining from the spell he cast on it long ago. 'Nardo, gimme your sword please, I got an idea' he said. Nardo looked at Geelef, thinking what he wanted to do. 'You aren't gonna slash his legs off, are you? You wont have the time to do it.' 'That's why I am going to use two swords.' Geelef replied. Nardo nodded, pulled out his sword and handed it to Geelef. 'Cover me, please' Geelef said. He started to run towards the Inferno, the each sword in one hand. In seconds all sorts of spells were fired at the Inferno. When Geelef almost reached the Inferno, he could feel a spell hitting him, at first he thought someone had a bad aim, but then he realised he was hit by a protective spell. Thanks, Nardo... he thought, smiling. With a huge sweep he drove both swords into the two legs of the Inferno, sending fire, water, poison, air, electricity and what more into the Inferno's body. The Inferno went from greeny red to purple and fell down again. 'Ok, let's get him!' Geelef shouted.As the group Slashed and hacked into the Inferno with all their might. With that Time seemed to be slowing down. As they tried to stop killing the Inferno they glanced over their shoulder as hard as they could. There, Behind them was Tumaros. And in front of him was a HUGE and POWERFULL ball of magic nearly 10 times bigger than the Inferno. “Rrrr…..uuuu…..nnnn…….” Geelef tried to shout. They all very slowly started to Run away. “HURRY!!!” Shouted tumaros. The magic ball,Nearly as big as 15 times the size of the Inferno was casted at the inferno. BZZZZJGZZZZZZZZ(lame)The Ball wsa hurled past the group. As soon as it hit the Inferno Time was normal again. As the group slamed hart into the ground they heared a moaning. The loked at Tumaros, He was lying on the ground. [[more moaning]] They looked at the Inferno as it slowly started to disappear. And with a puff of smoke he was gone. They glansed back at Tumaros…Tumoros was completely drained of all the energy he had. His face was pale and his breathing was in raptures. Slowly he got up though and said with a smile on his face. “Well that should do it…” Nardo just grinned and handed him a small glass bottle. “No more than three swigs…maestro…know your level.” he said with a warning frown. “I think you just reached a higher level of your magic knowledge.”
“Wow! man!” Killerlamb came closer and said with an apologetic look on his face “Normally I don’t believe in that hoky-doky-wimpsy-pimpsy-whatever-u-call-it….thing you call m-m-magic…an I trusted only my mighty sword, but this has opened my eyes.”
Tumaros just brushed off the dust of his jacket and looked back at group of humans and elves standing around him, some with smiles, others with concern and others with a non-understanding look on their face. “Hhmmm.” Tumaros laughed while he rubbed his pointy ears. “We have come across quite a few creatures before…and I also rely a lot on my weapons but sometimes…sometimes nothing beats the use of some great balls of fire!” Laughter broke out among the group and somehow with that also the ice broke between some of them.
“Well,” Geelef spoke “We have had two occasions already in this strange forsaken valley and we are not even halfway. “I don’t trust this place, suggest we double the guard tonight and have a search party that will have a prowl around while others make camp.” "I'll take the first watch with Tumaros," Aira chimed. "I wonder what else is waiting for us here."
The others shruged and got situated. Geelef lit a fire on a pile of sticks Nardo had found. Laena, a few seconds later, came from around a bush up behind Geelef, placing her hand on his shoulder and sitting down next to him.
"Don't you two be getting too comfortable." Aira warned, seeing the affection in their eyes. He wasn't too fond of the idea of his best friend and his sister getting too close. It didn't apeal to him at all.
"Mind yourself, Aira. We're not hurting you." Laena said, pride bursting in the course, dry air. Giving a small cough, Nardo shifted to face Tumaros, who's face was bright with laughter, but was cut short as a short dark figure rose from the bushes behind him. Whirling around, he found himself eye to eye with a tiny human. Eyes Darkest ebony, white hair fluttering around her face. She had a lean figure, and a very apealing body.
She was quite gorgeous, Nardo found himself thinking. She was only wearing a loin cloth, her rosy breasts covered by her folded arms. She was very tan, and her skin looked smooth like silk.
"Why, hello..." Nardo said to the short beauty in front of him.
She only ignored him, and turned her gaze to Aira. Blushing, he met her eyes, which seemed to draw him nearer to her.
"Hello." she giggled, her face giving off a radiant smile on her full red lips.(Good youre willing to post here anyways, Aira )
Geelef, who had been staring at Laena all the time, finally looked up. He too tought the human girl was pretty, but not as pretty as Laena. Then, in a split second, Geelef realised it: this was no ordinary girl. It was a siren. 'Okaààày...' He turned towards the girl. 'If you say another word I'll tear you apart. Wait till I'm done, then speak.' Surprisingly, the girl nodded. 'What the... Why are you so rude?' Aira asked. 'I'll tell you Aira. This is not a mere human. She's a Siren. When she speaks you all will fall under her spell. You are already affected by it. Just take a look at yourself.' Aira looked at Geelef, then at the girl, and back at Geelef again. 'You mean she isn't human?' 'That's what I mean yeah. Sorry.' Geelef turned towards Nardo and asked him: 'Would you be so kind to make a special potion? This is what you need...' Geelef put his hands in front of him, palms up. Two seconds later all kind of weird ingredients appeared on them. 'Just need that octopus blood you have with you.' Geelef said. Nardo nodded. 'I know which potion you're thinking of...' While Nardo was mixing the ingredients, Geelef turned back to the Siren, his drawn sword hovering in front of her face, ready to strike when the Siren opened her mouth. Minutes passed, but the Siren didn't say anything. 'Ok, done.' Nardo's voice said. 'Just take a nip of this and you're immune to her magical charm.' After he took a nip, Nardo passed the bottle to the others.
'Ok, now you can speak. Why are you here?' Geelef asked.'Me? I am sent here, by my good master.' The Siren said. 'Ahhh, that voice' Aira said. Geelef spinned around. 'Didn't you take the potion?' he snapped. 'Just kidding man... Don't be so jumpy' Aira smiled back. 'Oh man. Will you never do that again please? You scared hell out of me...' Geelef turned around again. 'Ok, you said master. Who or what is that master you're talking about?' he asked. 'My master is a who. Not a what. He's a male dwarf, very powerful and wise.' 'Does he have anything to do with why we are here?' Nardo asked. 'Well... He does. He's bored. He wants some amusement. But because he doesn't know if you're worthy to fight him, he sends you through trials. This plain is the first out of three. But I can't tell you anything more about this, or else my master will kill me for it.' Tumaros nodded, and said: 'What is your masters name? Maybe we know about him.' 'Bahamut.' the Siren replied. 'Bahamut? That son of a (censored)!' Geelef shouted. 'Do you remember him, Aira? He tried to steal your ru- Waaaiiit. It isn't about him being bored is it? It's about Aira's ruby... Sjeez...' Aira nodded. 'Yeah, I remember him. And I too think he is after my ruby again. But we will not run. We will kill him, no matter what.' Geelef nodded. 'Yes... That's the least we can do.' he turned back to the Siren once again. 'You - You will go back to your master and tell him what we just decided. It wouldn't be fare if he thought he could trick us.' A devilish grin captured Geelef's complexion. 'Tell him, and be glad we didnt kill you...'The Siren replied with her eyes which suddenly flashed with fury. Her face turned into an ugly grin and in a split second a long tongue suddenly flashed out of her mouth. She bended her back and lifted her arms above her head, showing her three breasts in full glory. Her hips swayed while she murmered a spell with closed eyes. A strange strong odour apeared from nowhere.
Then she heard the sound of swords drawn, bows crooked and staffs readied. She looked up and into the blades of many weapons suddenly realising she was completely outnumbered. "Aarrghhh...I shall bring thy message.." she screeched. The air around the creature got fuzzy and whirly and there where sparks of electricity, her body changed and within a few seconds a dark raven spread its wings, flying of into the night.
Later, much later, a sudden thunder could be heard which lasted minutes, rumbling through the sky as well as the deepest layers of the planet. ...When they all were setlled down a bit, Tumaros asked: 'OK; now you can tell me. Who is that Bahamut you two were talking about? I know he's a dwarf and thats he's after your ruby, Aira. But what else?' 'I'll tell you what else.' Aira replied. 'Bahamut once was just a normal merchant, looking to buy stuff cheap and sell it with high profits. He got worse and worse, at some point he was prepared to steal, or even kill to get items cheap. Then he heard of me. I don't know how he did, but he did. He secretly entered the castle my parents held me captured in, found my room. He asked me if I would be prepared to give him my ruby. OFcourse I didn't. Bahamut went away, only to prepare my death. A few days later, when Geelef was visiting me secretly, Bahamut came in again. We thought he was my mother coming up, so Geelef had hidden himself. When Bahamut treathened me he took up a piece of wood and threw it at Bahamut. Then we used the little magic we knew to drive him off. We didn't hear from him again, until a few minutes ago.'
'Aha.' Tumaros said. 'So now were gonna finish him off?' 'That's the plan yeah.' Geelef answered. 'We will need some training though. Bahamut was strong then, he might be stronger now. If he controls this entire region, he'll probably have some minions...' Geelef turned to Nardo. 'Will you make some potions? Healing mainly, but some to easily get rid of magic effects or weak enemies would be nice too.' Nardo nodded and said: 'Don't rely on my potions only. Make sure you train, not only your magic and fighting skills, but also your reflections and athletics. Maybe he's got some maze with loads of weird traps.' For a second it was if Nardo remembered something which happened a long time ago, but then he said: 'I'll be gathering some ingredients. Anyone cares to come along?'"NO!!! not vials. Don't bringpotions" "What do you mean JJK?" "Please dont bring vials, I...I dont know why." Then geelef said "Well if you can't tell us why. nardo...bring them just in case."“I never travel without them…”smiled Nardo, and took a long look at JJK. “What did this elf know what he could not tell the group…” He knew his deeds and thoughts where noble, but the mysterious face of JJK was as closed as ever “Maybe it has something to do with that Bahamut, I wonder?”With the potions ready, Nardo nodded at the party. 'We are ready to go... but where...? This whole plane just seems so mysterious... The sky is ruby-colored and filled with ebony clouds, clouds covered in golden crackling energy... Around them lies a forest, an otherwordly forest. A low hiss feels the air... They all turn around suddenly to see the tree behind them coming to life... 'It's alive!' Aira shouts. The tree spreads its snakelike branches and reaches out for the adventurers with blinding speed! Mystical words feel the air... 'Anh Faleht Dar Krantis' Nardo wishpers and an invisible wall of force takes form. Tumaro unsheathes his trusted blade and lashes onward, he slips by the wall and with a powerful move slashes one of the branches. 'It is really like a snake!' Tumaro shouts, as black blood sheds on the ebony dirt...
(Glad I joined... love that stuff... hope it goes on like that n then some... c u all soon... Not caring to draw his sword, Aira grabbed Geelef's hand as they joined their powers. The air grew coarse and dry. Shades of red filled up around them. Temperature raising... raising...
The tree stepped back from the power bind, the heat almost unbearable. It lashed out from afar, swinging it's snake-like branches at the joined elves and sending them crashing to the ground. The branch swiped again, entangling itself around Geelef's leg and wrenched him off the ground.
Geelef struggled madly, kicking and squirming to free himself. All atempts failed, only to exhaust him and leave him powerless to the tree's might.
The others formed a circle around the massive tree, it's branches still flailing about in a mad attempt to break them apart. They began to walk, in the ring, clockwise chanting Aira's "Rune of Fire".
"Calling from our struggling bind
bringing forth the age of time.
Calling to thee one and all,
the force to burn-the force of all.
All of nature hear our plight,
in all your glory send your might.
So'at we may conquer all,
spare your peace and chant thy call!"
The traveler's feet stopped in their place as a force unknown bound them to their spots. The tree seemed to gasp, if it could, as a beam of red light sprang from their outstretched arms to fill in the gaps of the circle. Once more the air grew dry and hot. So hot that the earth itself seemed to cry out with the echoing rune and calling forth the force of fire.
Geelef couldn't help but pass out from the scorching heat, for he wasn't in the runic circle around him. The others felt but a warm sensation as they were engulfed in a blinding red light. Their eyes were shut, unmovable, and their arms outsretched to one another.
A surging wave of power broke the heavens it seemed, as the chanting elves were drained of their power, unleashing it to travel freely into the tree's sturdy, hard trunk.
The branch let go of Geelef, who fell to the ground with a thud. Fire rose to the darkened sky above, as the tree was engulfed in the unruly flames. It swung back in pain... if that's what you could call a tree that's on fire... and fell back into Nardo and catching his boot on fire. The runic circle was broken, and he quickly put the embers out.Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... all that remains now is dirt, smoke, a heavy dry odor, and the question 'Where to, now?'
Geleef tries to stand up and manages to with the help of the others while Tumaro sheathes his sword. They are all drained after the deadly battle but they have to continue on their quest...
In front of them lies the black forest terrifying and fearful. Behind them just open plains with no obvious shelter for the night and no obvious place to go... just endless horizon except, except... 'What's that thing?' A silver-black tower reaches out to touch the ruby sky. 'It's a tower...' Nardo notices.'We'll want to check that out,' Geelef said, still a bit dizzy. 'But I'm pretty sure that forest has loads of weird and dangerous creatures inside. And I'm too tired to fight anything right now. I say we stay here for the night, then try to reach that tower.' The others nodded in agreement.
The next morning Geelef seemed perfectly alright again. When Nardo woke up he was sitting next to the fire, cooking some meat. Nardo noticed black blood was dripping out of the wood of which Geelef made the fire. 'Good morning!' Geelef said vitaly. 'I can't wait to get to Bahamut. Little bastard, sending that tree to us.' Nardo nodded, not knowing what to think of Geelef's mood.
When the others had woken up, and ate their meat, they packed their belongings and headed for the forest.
*Sylvanna, maybe we should write you in. I've got an idea how to do it. I was gonna let the party get stuck in the forest somehow (a path leading to a magical road, which they have to follow endlessly?) then you rescue them, tell your story and come along. How about it?*as the group walked towards the forest they heard a shrill laughter behind them, They all turned arouned weopens in hand. Jjk shirverd "what was that?" Nardo said not to mind it then the laughter again we deep voice says "I've been watching you Zabar
Im already in the story so i thought i add in“Darn, I should have brought that needle…” thought Nardo, while he wiggled his big toe that was sticking out of his burned boot. “Maybe indeed in that tower is one.”
Slowly the group got ready after breakfast, all a bit quiet and still shaken of last nights happening. Nardo felt drained too. He wondered if he would still be strong enough to last the whole journey. There were storm clouds hovering the sky and it looked they where carrying heavy weather. Nardo did not look forward to the coming journey, travelling through those dark woods in the pouring rain. "There would probably be nothing to pick except some mushy mushrooms ans sticky pine needles..." “Here!" shouted Tumaros as if he could read his mind and threw him a piece of rabbit fur. With a piece of string and a smile on his face he wrapped it around the top of his shoe.
Laena and Geelef where standing by waiting, fully packed, ready to go. Aira keeping a close eye on both of them also. Soon the whole group was ready and on their way they went.
As soon as they reached the first trees of the forest the whole sky clouded up completely, draining all light and dropping heavy raindrops in return. Within minutes the soil they were walking on turned into a sluggish mud. Huge trees stood among them, their branches spreading wide making it impossible to orientate. Geelef waived and gestured to come close together. “I would say,” Geelef shouted for his voice could hardly be heard because the pondering rain around them, “We could be walking for hours in here and get nowhere….let’s split up and make a chain, about ten meters apart, and we walk in a straight line in the direction towards that tower until we see a path, the first one that spot something that looks like a path shouts…” Nardo listened and took meanwhile Zabar out his pouch and placed the frog on his shoulders. It had been days since it had a bath.
There again it was. Zabar looked up, suddenly full alert, forgetting about his shower. Now he was certain. There was this mad laughter in his mind that had been haunting him for days. It was suddenly close. Very close. Nardo looked at the frog for he felt the animal stir and saw the frightened look on the frogs face.as the group walked zabar heard the laughter louder and louder then everything stoped no sound no rain no laughter......
a dark figure apeared and his shrill laughter continued how i have hoped you zabar would wonder into my woods.....
The dark figure disapered and light shone threw the dark forest and there a single flower bloomed as Jjk went to pick it up its vines grew and entangled jjk......'Jjk, watch out!' Laena shouts, as the thorn-covered branches of the blossomed black rose entangled Jjk. Aira and Geelef draw their swords and start hacking and slashing the lower part of the horrific plant. Jjk shrieks in pain as the black rose tightens its grip and its thorn sink deep in poor Jjk's flesh... Now Tumaro joins the battle with his greatsword. As he raises his blade Laena whispers a few mystical words Tumaro's sword gets sheathed in blue flames. So powerful was the hit that it chopped the entangling branches and Tumaro's blade got stuck in the earth underneath! Meanwhile, Nardo has reached in his pouch to find one of his potions to help poor Jjk, and Aira with Geelef had finished off the wicked rose by destroying its roots.
The entangling thorn-covered branches loosen their grip now and fall to the ground, along with Jjk's crumbled body ( ). 'Here drink this!' Nardo says and helps a purple potion down Jjk's throat as he'd passed out. 'This should make you feel better. The others sheathe their weapons and make a circle around Jjk. 'The woodsaren't safe!' Tumaro says bluntly. 'We have to be really careful...' Aira adds, '...and who was that black figure earlier?'
Jjk's wounds begin to close gradually and he starts breathing again... He opens his eyes, vision blury, just to find his friends around him all worried but also reliefed. 'He's ok, he's getting better' Laena says almost delighted ( )
The raindrops keep falling, much lighter now... The light is gone, the black rose also vanishes. Jjk is better, quite ready to go on. 'We should keep moving until we find a shelter in these unfriendly woods.' says Geelef, the others more than ready to agree with him. So the party continues through the dark woods trying to find a path, a shelter or simply just a way out of this accursed place!
*I'd just love to tag along you see i have talked with Nardo online in EL and he tolded you need a witch and that I should join in ASAP :!: So here I am ready to fit in whenever you'd like .*
"I am jjk (now jay)
"WOoooooooohhhhh..." Nardo shook his head and rubbed his eyes trying to get get rid of the flashing stars dazzling inside his head. With an unsteady feeling in his legs and the help of his long walkingstick he tried to get up. "That was one heck of a spell..." Bit by bit he managed to retain some of his vision back. His trusty bag filled with herbal teas, potions and herbs was lying next to him. "Zabar !" Quickly he opened the pouch around his neck and noticed his frog still sleeping. "Excellent !" he said with a smile. "Master, there are new roads ahead us..." He looked with awe at the strange coloured cobbled path that laid in front of him and wondered what was behind the hill... :roll: *ribbet* he heared As he approached the peak of the hill a man dressed in a black wizards cloak greeted him with a nod..
He responded by..... ...asking that this mysterious man remove his unrevealing hood so that his face might be seen.
the man took off his hood, and smiled down at nardo.
"ahh, 007." nardo said with ease. "you have finally joined in our adventures. this is after all a great day, especially after what happened earlier this morning."
"And what would that be?" asked 007...As he opened his mouth a tree near by snaped, as they both looked at the tree something hid behind the branches. 007 took three steps toward the tree and a bigger snap was made and with a poof of smoke a black oval shaped hole closed on the ~creature~...The creature Jumped past the party with a powerful force...it was just a rabbit. The party laid down after the great scare and joined in sharing vittles.Then Killerlamb appeared in a snake-like sense, as all the others put their hands on their hilt JJK says "Neigh my friends, Thee has given up his ways with the elder fo.." then he was hushed by killerlamb who came with a long long and interesting tale...
P.M(Post message)Please dont get pissed off, IM not trying to piss you off ...JJK then worked his way up a tree above Killerlamb,dangled his feet, and listened..Hmmz. :) Nothing against you ppl, but do you remember the old How much Longer? We're gonna continue that one, somewhere. I think Tumaros has it on his comp, if not i have the first 40 posts or so... (40 outta 200 o.0) To all our fans (if any): you'll hear from us :)
We have all progressed in storytelling and thge old one had spam from certain bastards in it...*Heh*...so I think we shpould restart itYou know, I DO think we should start some roleplay thing on these forums. I also think on the old forum ppl were shitting too much. Clean start that means. But I hate to lose the entire story we made. It was good, if you leave out some stupid stuff. I'd like to see HML here, only without the RED ENGINE GORED ENGINE GORED ENGINE GORED ENGINE GOed up posts, so we can continue it. Ofcourse, if anyone wants to join: just write yourself in :)
[Continued]...The tale was that of the ancient sword of the dead, the sword's hilt was crafted from the claw of the final phoenix letting the weild the power to bring other back from the grave...He explained of how he needed it for a fallen ally who died defending him (as if they would lemme die), however this sword wouldn't be easy to get as it was held by...(You guys can finish this part of the story, I wouldn't like to make the entire plot up it would only be interesting to me)
[Note:Please post in the awakening too, I mean please, its got a good story too] Nardo looked among his friends. "Hold on for a sec.."
"Lets rest a bit...I think the time is right to tell you why i am here and what happened with my good friend here.
“To tell you the story of Zabar is not an easy one. I can not guarantee you wont have bad dreams,” said Nardo while he sat down and took the frog out of his pouch. He held it up
“Zabar is really a mighty magician, he has been transformed in this state upon his flight. It was a tremendous fight, i know, for which I was also there”…
“He was caught like me when he was very young and kept prison for years in a dark dungeon led by the one who’s name can not be outspoken” A shiver ran again though Nardo´s veins. “Zabar was there for one and only one purpose. He, together with 7 other chosen ones of all different races where drained of their blood and powers to feed the black crystal that was dangling in front of their eyes. To stop them from escaping they where chained and buried in a circle up to their necks. They were fed and brainwashed for six days and for the seventh it was drainage, torture and mutilation.” Nardo coughed and blushed “I amongst others were forced to feed and heal them. In his other state he looks now like a terrible mutant ogre, with an third horse-leg, three eyes, a broken horn and a large hump on his back. His skin is swollen and infected by all the poisoning…”
“Blood they needed…and anger.” I was tortured if I did not comply but not worth of any other use to them. This went on for years…Zabar was the only one not completely brainwashed and whenever possible we had secret conversations and bit by bit plotted our way out.”
“I studied whenever possible, learned to improve my skills until one day I managed to make the best sleeping herbal tea ever. For the rest I can be short. The guards where fast asleep, I dug up Zabar and together we fled into freedom.”
“That was until we bumped into the Head of the Dark Prison Guard. She awaited us close to the gate…wide-awake. Her nostrils were wide and steaming. Her claws razor sharp and the charging of her magic gave a strange electricity in the air. We had no chance. Both of us where shackled and Zabar had no chance of running with his third leg dangling behind him.”
“I quickly hid behind a statue and concentrated on protecting Zabar with any magic shield I could think of. It worked and I noticed he was fighting back with whatever magic power he had left. It was no use though. With a flash and a haunting laughter the shield shattered and Zabar was hit with a bursting electric ball. The screeching laughter continued “
“You have done your purpose…the crystal will be ready on time. But a frog they shall be fur the rest of your days…until you’ll get kissed by a prince of darkness’s... Muuuahahahahahaha...” The screeching laughter continued. Until it suddenly stopped and she appeared with in a puff of smoke in front of me. “And you…thou shall have the same faith, for whoever knows the story of this frog will suffer the same…thou shall loose thy memory bit by bit, your thoughts and willpower.hahahaha…and don´t think there is a cure. “
Nardo looked up to the ones around him. “I have travelled a lot and managed to improve myself with the help of others. Without them it would have been impossible to reach this far. In his thoughts he longed for his friends who where not now among him. “Let me show you this...” He dug into his bag and held out a large black shiny bauble in the palm of his hands. This is a dragon pearl. We found this on our travels. Normally it is white, clear and shiny. But look.” Inside the glass where strange furious dark gasses whirling in a wild frenzy. There are more of these and the dragons are more and more behaving strangely, getting aggressive.”
“Zabar and I have to go back and stop this evil. But first we must fight this curse. I can be of help to any traveller who wishes to travel along with us as much are we in need of your help.” I am not much of a fighter, my travelling stick is a fine weapon, with poisonous ends if the needs is there. And there is this”. With a smile he stroke the old wooden stick and it transformed into a razor-sharp fine bladed sword. The sunlight reflected the blade and gave it a mysterious rainbow coloured aura. He winked at Geelef. “Only in defence I shall use this though.”
“I must find the dragon of Myst for he can bring us to an large island floating in the sky. Up there is the key to our salvation. Anyone not scared of dragons and heights, monsters and puzzles and those who are willing to travel through all kinds of conditions which we will be meeting along please join. Your wisdom or might could be the decisive thing. But who knows who or what we will meet.”
Nardo scraped his throat and took a gulp of his flask. “Anyone some iced herbal tea? “ sorry i deleted it i thought nardo beat me to it but it would not change
..Interuptingly JJK looks down and asks, "who that rabbit?"In the corner of his eye he spots a black spot, as he turns his head in the direction of the spot it dissaperes.[typo]*as he turns his head back*"Did you see t"... JJK's face went blank as no one was there. Slowly the black dot appered again. JJK asked,"who are you?" As the black dot formed into human like shape he said,"Dolboc". Suddenly everything went white for a second and back to normal. "JJK, are you alright?" Killerlamb asked. "Yea, anyway, finish your story Lamb." "And his name was.." "Dolboc?"asked JJK. "Yes...How did you know?"
@THIS POST BELONGS BEFORE [email protected] messed my earlier post up thats why it says weird this is not spam...
...JJK replied "I've seen him before, I didn't know his name but know I do, I didn't think the visions were real but they are, and they are very grim"
"What did you see"
"I saw him...NO NO" Suddenly his eyes turn black and he hears a voice saying "That would ruin all the fun"
Nardo ran to him casting heal while lamb took bandages out of his pack "what happend," nardo asked
"I don't know, I can't remember what I saw anymore, but I feel as if I lost a part of myself, or a part of us..." replied JJK in a worried tone As nardo told the group to stop worring and actually rest, JJK felt closer to all them than ever before.
JJK stared at the stars for he knew someone,someday, would not be able to.(Just wondering, where are we? Still in the icy plain where the old HML ended? Or in the Atronarchs cave, where my last post ended (which noone read) I'll just head on in the icy plain if you dont mind, ofcourse calculating your posts in :D)
As JJK looked at the stars, he suddenly felt the urge to leave, to go somewhere. He didn't know why, or where he needed to go, but there was just the urge to do it. He went to his bag, only to find that everyone was awake, packing their stuff. 'We are going to leave. Don't know why, or where to, but we are leaving.' Geelef said. 'Yeah, guess you feel the same as I feel' JJK replied. Only Nardo was still sleeping, Zabar next to his head. 'Yo Nardo, wake up, will you?!' Geelef shouted. 'Hmmbrlzzz....' 'WAKE UP' 'Wha- what's wrong?' Nardo asked. 'We are leaving. Don't you feel the urge?' Geelef said. 'Urge? What urge? You're acting weird, Gee.' Nardo said. 'But, if you wait a second, I'll come along. 'Hurry up, please.' Nardo nodded, stood up and mumbled something. All his belongings started to shake, then went up in the air and floated into his bag.
'Ok, ready. Where were we going again?' 'To the east.' Killerlamb said. How about we're in the valley of the fallen heroes, a great vast land with many powerful enemies. (Ok, goes for me :) Ill write a piece explaining how we got there.)
While they were walking to the east Nardo was thinking about the past few days, how day suddenly got to this valley. He remembered the long trip Thalos, Tumaros, Diesel, Laena, Aira, Zabar and Geelef made with him. They had almost reached Heaven. Past the Flame Atronarch. They fought an octupus, later Geelef had been struck by the Atronarch to defend Laena. Then, he teleported to Sheea's waters to get some healing water for Geelef. When they entered the cave of the Atronarch again they found a hidden passage to the Atronarch's boss. They walked that way, but they hadn't made more than five steps till the floor started to shake, the ceiling started to fall down. They ran outside, only to find out meteors were falling from the sky. The entire ice plain was smelting. Then, one by one they got hit by one of these meteors, they didn't die, but were taken away from the plain. Minutes later they were dropped in this plain, together with some people they didn't know yet. It seemed they all were swept off their quests, only to find themselves taken to this place.
'What are you thinking about?' Geelef's voice disturbed Nardo's thoughts. Nardo looked to his left and saw Geelef firmly walking to the horizon. 'I just thought about how we got here.' Nardo answered. 'Yeah, I've also been thinking' Geelef said. 'Don't you think it's kinda weird? First we were just having a bit of fun, travelling together. And all of a sudden we are transported to this place, along with other adventurers. Only days later we all feel the urge to head east. I think someone wants us to come to him, or her. Someone who is looking for a good fight.' Nardo nodded, he had been thinking the same thing.
'Yooooo, get over here!' JJK's voice rumbled over the plain. 'Look what I found' he said. He pointed towards the base of a tree. 'Isn't that -' Killerlamb began. But Tumaros already answered. 'Yeah, that is a Hero. Look at his weapons, his armor, and his body. All magically enhanced. Evenso, he got killed. Something really powerful must roam these lands.'
Tumaros hadn't even said these words when a great roar came from behind a huge rock. 'What the...' Aira said. He raised his hands, conjured a fireball and blew the rock apart. 'Dammit...' Aira said. 'An Inferno...'"an..an inferno?"JJK asked. "Yes,an inferno"Geelef replied. "An inferno is a fiery monster, one of the most powerfull monsters that have ever existed"said killerlamb. "I never really thought i would see one of these again..."said aira. What do you mean again?"asked killerlamb
BTW nice banner killav'What he means,' Geelef said. 'His that THAT monster-' he pointed at the Inferno, who was closing in on them a bit, 'is going the set us aflame if we dont stop him.' He raised his hands, conjuring an enourmous ball of water. 'Come on, give me a hand, will you?' he asked. They nodded, and seconds later the waterball was glowing with poisonous, electric, earthly and air magic. 'Ok,' Geelef panted. 'Lets send that Inferno to hell... He'll probably like it.' With great force he pushed the energyball towards the Inferno. When the ball hit it, great steamy clouds erupted from the Inferno's body. The Inferno roared with pain, but stood his ground. Aira, who had been standing aside, now used some of his magic. The Inferno fell down, and the magic ball dissappeared over the horizon. 'Well, that was kinda easy.' Killerlamb said. 'Don't say that,' Nardo said. 'Just look at it.' Killerlamb looked at the Inferno, and was shocked when he saw the huge leg move a bit. 'Uh oh...'as the inferno started moving a bit more aira said,"please be dead,oh please be dead." As the monster finally opened its fiery eyes all the members started casting spells at it.
SYS shutdown i will finish this part NEVER MIND it froze at 59 seconds...this comps going in the shop in a couple days anyway...
The moster just reflected and absorbed the spells. "i know"said geelef,"Spell of the elfs." While saying that the Inferno looked at geelef and started growing larger and larger, moaning louder and louder. :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: The Inferno gradually walked toward Geelef. "SH** What did i do?"Geelef drew his sword, still shining from the spell he cast on it long ago. 'Nardo, gimme your sword please, I got an idea' he said. Nardo looked at Geelef, thinking what he wanted to do. 'You aren't gonna slash his legs off, are you? You wont have the time to do it.' 'That's why I am going to use two swords.' Geelef replied. Nardo nodded, pulled out his sword and handed it to Geelef. 'Cover me, please' Geelef said. He started to run towards the Inferno, the each sword in one hand. In seconds all sorts of spells were fired at the Inferno. When Geelef almost reached the Inferno, he could feel a spell hitting him, at first he thought someone had a bad aim, but then he realised he was hit by a protective spell. Thanks, Nardo... he thought, smiling. With a huge sweep he drove both swords into the two legs of the Inferno, sending fire, water, poison, air, electricity and what more into the Inferno's body. The Inferno went from greeny red to purple and fell down again. 'Ok, let's get him!' Geelef shouted.As the group Slashed and hacked into the Inferno with all their might. With that Time seemed to be slowing down. As they tried to stop killing the Inferno they glanced over their shoulder as hard as they could. There, Behind them was Tumaros. And in front of him was a HUGE and POWERFULL ball of magic nearly 10 times bigger than the Inferno. “Rrrr…..uuuu…..nnnn…….” Geelef tried to shout. They all very slowly started to Run away. “HURRY!!!” Shouted tumaros. The magic ball,Nearly as big as 15 times the size of the Inferno was casted at the inferno. BZZZZJGZZZZZZZZ(lame)The Ball wsa hurled past the group. As soon as it hit the Inferno Time was normal again. As the group slamed hart into the ground they heared a moaning. The loked at Tumaros, He was lying on the ground. [[more moaning]] They looked at the Inferno as it slowly started to disappear. And with a puff of smoke he was gone. They glansed back at Tumaros…Tumoros was completely drained of all the energy he had. His face was pale and his breathing was in raptures. Slowly he got up though and said with a smile on his face. “Well that should do it…” Nardo just grinned and handed him a small glass bottle. “No more than three swigs…maestro…know your level.” he said with a warning frown. “I think you just reached a higher level of your magic knowledge.”
“Wow! man!” Killerlamb came closer and said with an apologetic look on his face “Normally I don’t believe in that hoky-doky-wimpsy-pimpsy-whatever-u-call-it….thing you call m-m-magic…an I trusted only my mighty sword, but this has opened my eyes.”
Tumaros just brushed off the dust of his jacket and looked back at group of humans and elves standing around him, some with smiles, others with concern and others with a non-understanding look on their face. “Hhmmm.” Tumaros laughed while he rubbed his pointy ears. “We have come across quite a few creatures before…and I also rely a lot on my weapons but sometimes…sometimes nothing beats the use of some great balls of fire!” Laughter broke out among the group and somehow with that also the ice broke between some of them.
“Well,” Geelef spoke “We have had two occasions already in this strange forsaken valley and we are not even halfway. “I don’t trust this place, suggest we double the guard tonight and have a search party that will have a prowl around while others make camp.” "I'll take the first watch with Tumaros," Aira chimed. "I wonder what else is waiting for us here."
The others shruged and got situated. Geelef lit a fire on a pile of sticks Nardo had found. Laena, a few seconds later, came from around a bush up behind Geelef, placing her hand on his shoulder and sitting down next to him.
"Don't you two be getting too comfortable." Aira warned, seeing the affection in their eyes. He wasn't too fond of the idea of his best friend and his sister getting too close. It didn't apeal to him at all.
"Mind yourself, Aira. We're not hurting you." Laena said, pride bursting in the course, dry air. Giving a small cough, Nardo shifted to face Tumaros, who's face was bright with laughter, but was cut short as a short dark figure rose from the bushes behind him. Whirling around, he found himself eye to eye with a tiny human. Eyes Darkest ebony, white hair fluttering around her face. She had a lean figure, and a very apealing body.
She was quite gorgeous, Nardo found himself thinking. She was only wearing a loin cloth, her rosy breasts covered by her folded arms. She was very tan, and her skin looked smooth like silk.
"Why, hello..." Nardo said to the short beauty in front of him.
She only ignored him, and turned her gaze to Aira. Blushing, he met her eyes, which seemed to draw him nearer to her.
"Hello." she giggled, her face giving off a radiant smile on her full red lips.(Good youre willing to post here anyways, Aira )
Geelef, who had been staring at Laena all the time, finally looked up. He too tought the human girl was pretty, but not as pretty as Laena. Then, in a split second, Geelef realised it: this was no ordinary girl. It was a siren. 'Okaààày...' He turned towards the girl. 'If you say another word I'll tear you apart. Wait till I'm done, then speak.' Surprisingly, the girl nodded. 'What the... Why are you so rude?' Aira asked. 'I'll tell you Aira. This is not a mere human. She's a Siren. When she speaks you all will fall under her spell. You are already affected by it. Just take a look at yourself.' Aira looked at Geelef, then at the girl, and back at Geelef again. 'You mean she isn't human?' 'That's what I mean yeah. Sorry.' Geelef turned towards Nardo and asked him: 'Would you be so kind to make a special potion? This is what you need...' Geelef put his hands in front of him, palms up. Two seconds later all kind of weird ingredients appeared on them. 'Just need that octopus blood you have with you.' Geelef said. Nardo nodded. 'I know which potion you're thinking of...' While Nardo was mixing the ingredients, Geelef turned back to the Siren, his drawn sword hovering in front of her face, ready to strike when the Siren opened her mouth. Minutes passed, but the Siren didn't say anything. 'Ok, done.' Nardo's voice said. 'Just take a nip of this and you're immune to her magical charm.' After he took a nip, Nardo passed the bottle to the others.
'Ok, now you can speak. Why are you here?' Geelef asked.'Me? I am sent here, by my good master.' The Siren said. 'Ahhh, that voice' Aira said. Geelef spinned around. 'Didn't you take the potion?' he snapped. 'Just kidding man... Don't be so jumpy' Aira smiled back. 'Oh man. Will you never do that again please? You scared hell out of me...' Geelef turned around again. 'Ok, you said master. Who or what is that master you're talking about?' he asked. 'My master is a who. Not a what. He's a male dwarf, very powerful and wise.' 'Does he have anything to do with why we are here?' Nardo asked. 'Well... He does. He's bored. He wants some amusement. But because he doesn't know if you're worthy to fight him, he sends you through trials. This plain is the first out of three. But I can't tell you anything more about this, or else my master will kill me for it.' Tumaros nodded, and said: 'What is your masters name? Maybe we know about him.' 'Bahamut.' the Siren replied. 'Bahamut? That son of a (censored)!' Geelef shouted. 'Do you remember him, Aira? He tried to steal your ru- Waaaiiit. It isn't about him being bored is it? It's about Aira's ruby... Sjeez...' Aira nodded. 'Yeah, I remember him. And I too think he is after my ruby again. But we will not run. We will kill him, no matter what.' Geelef nodded. 'Yes... That's the least we can do.' he turned back to the Siren once again. 'You - You will go back to your master and tell him what we just decided. It wouldn't be fare if he thought he could trick us.' A devilish grin captured Geelef's complexion. 'Tell him, and be glad we didnt kill you...'The Siren replied with her eyes which suddenly flashed with fury. Her face turned into an ugly grin and in a split second a long tongue suddenly flashed out of her mouth. She bended her back and lifted her arms above her head, showing her three breasts in full glory. Her hips swayed while she murmered a spell with closed eyes. A strange strong odour apeared from nowhere.
Then she heard the sound of swords drawn, bows crooked and staffs readied. She looked up and into the blades of many weapons suddenly realising she was completely outnumbered. "Aarrghhh...I shall bring thy message.." she screeched. The air around the creature got fuzzy and whirly and there where sparks of electricity, her body changed and within a few seconds a dark raven spread its wings, flying of into the night.
Later, much later, a sudden thunder could be heard which lasted minutes, rumbling through the sky as well as the deepest layers of the planet. ...When they all were setlled down a bit, Tumaros asked: 'OK; now you can tell me. Who is that Bahamut you two were talking about? I know he's a dwarf and thats he's after your ruby, Aira. But what else?' 'I'll tell you what else.' Aira replied. 'Bahamut once was just a normal merchant, looking to buy stuff cheap and sell it with high profits. He got worse and worse, at some point he was prepared to steal, or even kill to get items cheap. Then he heard of me. I don't know how he did, but he did. He secretly entered the castle my parents held me captured in, found my room. He asked me if I would be prepared to give him my ruby. OFcourse I didn't. Bahamut went away, only to prepare my death. A few days later, when Geelef was visiting me secretly, Bahamut came in again. We thought he was my mother coming up, so Geelef had hidden himself. When Bahamut treathened me he took up a piece of wood and threw it at Bahamut. Then we used the little magic we knew to drive him off. We didn't hear from him again, until a few minutes ago.'
'Aha.' Tumaros said. 'So now were gonna finish him off?' 'That's the plan yeah.' Geelef answered. 'We will need some training though. Bahamut was strong then, he might be stronger now. If he controls this entire region, he'll probably have some minions...' Geelef turned to Nardo. 'Will you make some potions? Healing mainly, but some to easily get rid of magic effects or weak enemies would be nice too.' Nardo nodded and said: 'Don't rely on my potions only. Make sure you train, not only your magic and fighting skills, but also your reflections and athletics. Maybe he's got some maze with loads of weird traps.' For a second it was if Nardo remembered something which happened a long time ago, but then he said: 'I'll be gathering some ingredients. Anyone cares to come along?'"NO!!! not vials. Don't bringpotions" "What do you mean JJK?" "Please dont bring vials, I...I dont know why." Then geelef said "Well if you can't tell us why. nardo...bring them just in case."“I never travel without them…”smiled Nardo, and took a long look at JJK. “What did this elf know what he could not tell the group…” He knew his deeds and thoughts where noble, but the mysterious face of JJK was as closed as ever “Maybe it has something to do with that Bahamut, I wonder?”With the potions ready, Nardo nodded at the party. 'We are ready to go... but where...? This whole plane just seems so mysterious... The sky is ruby-colored and filled with ebony clouds, clouds covered in golden crackling energy... Around them lies a forest, an otherwordly forest. A low hiss feels the air... They all turn around suddenly to see the tree behind them coming to life... 'It's alive!' Aira shouts. The tree spreads its snakelike branches and reaches out for the adventurers with blinding speed! Mystical words feel the air... 'Anh Faleht Dar Krantis' Nardo wishpers and an invisible wall of force takes form. Tumaro unsheathes his trusted blade and lashes onward, he slips by the wall and with a powerful move slashes one of the branches. 'It is really like a snake!' Tumaro shouts, as black blood sheds on the ebony dirt...
(Glad I joined... love that stuff... hope it goes on like that n then some... c u all soon... Not caring to draw his sword, Aira grabbed Geelef's hand as they joined their powers. The air grew coarse and dry. Shades of red filled up around them. Temperature raising... raising...
The tree stepped back from the power bind, the heat almost unbearable. It lashed out from afar, swinging it's snake-like branches at the joined elves and sending them crashing to the ground. The branch swiped again, entangling itself around Geelef's leg and wrenched him off the ground.
Geelef struggled madly, kicking and squirming to free himself. All atempts failed, only to exhaust him and leave him powerless to the tree's might.
The others formed a circle around the massive tree, it's branches still flailing about in a mad attempt to break them apart. They began to walk, in the ring, clockwise chanting Aira's "Rune of Fire".
"Calling from our struggling bind
bringing forth the age of time.
Calling to thee one and all,
the force to burn-the force of all.
All of nature hear our plight,
in all your glory send your might.
So'at we may conquer all,
spare your peace and chant thy call!"
The traveler's feet stopped in their place as a force unknown bound them to their spots. The tree seemed to gasp, if it could, as a beam of red light sprang from their outstretched arms to fill in the gaps of the circle. Once more the air grew dry and hot. So hot that the earth itself seemed to cry out with the echoing rune and calling forth the force of fire.
Geelef couldn't help but pass out from the scorching heat, for he wasn't in the runic circle around him. The others felt but a warm sensation as they were engulfed in a blinding red light. Their eyes were shut, unmovable, and their arms outsretched to one another.
A surging wave of power broke the heavens it seemed, as the chanting elves were drained of their power, unleashing it to travel freely into the tree's sturdy, hard trunk.
The branch let go of Geelef, who fell to the ground with a thud. Fire rose to the darkened sky above, as the tree was engulfed in the unruly flames. It swung back in pain... if that's what you could call a tree that's on fire... and fell back into Nardo and catching his boot on fire. The runic circle was broken, and he quickly put the embers out.Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... all that remains now is dirt, smoke, a heavy dry odor, and the question 'Where to, now?'
Geleef tries to stand up and manages to with the help of the others while Tumaro sheathes his sword. They are all drained after the deadly battle but they have to continue on their quest...
In front of them lies the black forest terrifying and fearful. Behind them just open plains with no obvious shelter for the night and no obvious place to go... just endless horizon except, except... 'What's that thing?' A silver-black tower reaches out to touch the ruby sky. 'It's a tower...' Nardo notices.'We'll want to check that out,' Geelef said, still a bit dizzy. 'But I'm pretty sure that forest has loads of weird and dangerous creatures inside. And I'm too tired to fight anything right now. I say we stay here for the night, then try to reach that tower.' The others nodded in agreement.
The next morning Geelef seemed perfectly alright again. When Nardo woke up he was sitting next to the fire, cooking some meat. Nardo noticed black blood was dripping out of the wood of which Geelef made the fire. 'Good morning!' Geelef said vitaly. 'I can't wait to get to Bahamut. Little bastard, sending that tree to us.' Nardo nodded, not knowing what to think of Geelef's mood.
When the others had woken up, and ate their meat, they packed their belongings and headed for the forest.
*Sylvanna, maybe we should write you in. I've got an idea how to do it. I was gonna let the party get stuck in the forest somehow (a path leading to a magical road, which they have to follow endlessly?) then you rescue them, tell your story and come along. How about it?*as the group walked towards the forest they heard a shrill laughter behind them, They all turned arouned weopens in hand. Jjk shirverd "what was that?" Nardo said not to mind it then the laughter again we deep voice says "I've been watching you Zabar
Im already in the story so i thought i add in“Darn, I should have brought that needle…” thought Nardo, while he wiggled his big toe that was sticking out of his burned boot. “Maybe indeed in that tower is one.”
Slowly the group got ready after breakfast, all a bit quiet and still shaken of last nights happening. Nardo felt drained too. He wondered if he would still be strong enough to last the whole journey. There were storm clouds hovering the sky and it looked they where carrying heavy weather. Nardo did not look forward to the coming journey, travelling through those dark woods in the pouring rain. "There would probably be nothing to pick except some mushy mushrooms ans sticky pine needles..." “Here!" shouted Tumaros as if he could read his mind and threw him a piece of rabbit fur. With a piece of string and a smile on his face he wrapped it around the top of his shoe.
Laena and Geelef where standing by waiting, fully packed, ready to go. Aira keeping a close eye on both of them also. Soon the whole group was ready and on their way they went.
As soon as they reached the first trees of the forest the whole sky clouded up completely, draining all light and dropping heavy raindrops in return. Within minutes the soil they were walking on turned into a sluggish mud. Huge trees stood among them, their branches spreading wide making it impossible to orientate. Geelef waived and gestured to come close together. “I would say,” Geelef shouted for his voice could hardly be heard because the pondering rain around them, “We could be walking for hours in here and get nowhere….let’s split up and make a chain, about ten meters apart, and we walk in a straight line in the direction towards that tower until we see a path, the first one that spot something that looks like a path shouts…” Nardo listened and took meanwhile Zabar out his pouch and placed the frog on his shoulders. It had been days since it had a bath.
There again it was. Zabar looked up, suddenly full alert, forgetting about his shower. Now he was certain. There was this mad laughter in his mind that had been haunting him for days. It was suddenly close. Very close. Nardo looked at the frog for he felt the animal stir and saw the frightened look on the frogs face.as the group walked zabar heard the laughter louder and louder then everything stoped no sound no rain no laughter......
a dark figure apeared and his shrill laughter continued how i have hoped you zabar would wonder into my woods.....
The dark figure disapered and light shone threw the dark forest and there a single flower bloomed as Jjk went to pick it up its vines grew and entangled jjk......'Jjk, watch out!' Laena shouts, as the thorn-covered branches of the blossomed black rose entangled Jjk. Aira and Geelef draw their swords and start hacking and slashing the lower part of the horrific plant. Jjk shrieks in pain as the black rose tightens its grip and its thorn sink deep in poor Jjk's flesh... Now Tumaro joins the battle with his greatsword. As he raises his blade Laena whispers a few mystical words Tumaro's sword gets sheathed in blue flames. So powerful was the hit that it chopped the entangling branches and Tumaro's blade got stuck in the earth underneath! Meanwhile, Nardo has reached in his pouch to find one of his potions to help poor Jjk, and Aira with Geelef had finished off the wicked rose by destroying its roots.
The entangling thorn-covered branches loosen their grip now and fall to the ground, along with Jjk's crumbled body ( ). 'Here drink this!' Nardo says and helps a purple potion down Jjk's throat as he'd passed out. 'This should make you feel better. The others sheathe their weapons and make a circle around Jjk. 'The woodsaren't safe!' Tumaro says bluntly. 'We have to be really careful...' Aira adds, '...and who was that black figure earlier?'
Jjk's wounds begin to close gradually and he starts breathing again... He opens his eyes, vision blury, just to find his friends around him all worried but also reliefed. 'He's ok, he's getting better' Laena says almost delighted ( )
The raindrops keep falling, much lighter now... The light is gone, the black rose also vanishes. Jjk is better, quite ready to go on. 'We should keep moving until we find a shelter in these unfriendly woods.' says Geelef, the others more than ready to agree with him. So the party continues through the dark woods trying to find a path, a shelter or simply just a way out of this accursed place!
*I'd just love to tag along you see i have talked with Nardo online in EL and he tolded you need a witch and that I should join in ASAP :!: So here I am ready to fit in whenever you'd like .*
Taranis
Hmmm....I love RP....even tho i never really did one....and my english sux....bah I'd love to join you guys and pelase correct me if i write....bullshit 
Anyways my character:
Name: Vermont de'Leon
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Age: 21 Years
Size: 6'3
Profession: Mesmer/Warrior
About: Vermont is a 21 years old Mesmer/Warrior who's aiming on getting a strong and brave Warrior like his fathers, who died in the wars against the Charr years ago. He learned everything he knows from his mother, one of the greatest Mesmers in Ascalon. Vermont is a "born" Mesmer and really loves his profession, but he still want's to be a Warrior, so he thought combining both professions and learn more about the art of the Illusionary Weaponry would be a good idea. Vermont is a silent and shy person, kind of a loner who never really had or needed many friends. Keeping his aim straight infront of his eyes he left his hometown 3 months ago, seeking for a person who can teach him more about the Illusionary Weaponry...
Hope i didn't make too many mistakes hehe...tell me if that worx well with the story
Anyways my character:Name: Vermont de'Leon
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Age: 21 Years
Size: 6'3
Profession: Mesmer/Warrior
About: Vermont is a 21 years old Mesmer/Warrior who's aiming on getting a strong and brave Warrior like his fathers, who died in the wars against the Charr years ago. He learned everything he knows from his mother, one of the greatest Mesmers in Ascalon. Vermont is a "born" Mesmer and really loves his profession, but he still want's to be a Warrior, so he thought combining both professions and learn more about the art of the Illusionary Weaponry would be a good idea. Vermont is a silent and shy person, kind of a loner who never really had or needed many friends. Keeping his aim straight infront of his eyes he left his hometown 3 months ago, seeking for a person who can teach him more about the Illusionary Weaponry...
Hope i didn't make too many mistakes hehe...tell me if that worx well with the story
JjK
this is good, i hope we get a few more, so we can start a forum R, (maybe ingame?)
Corrusader
When does this start?
I might not be able to pop in daily before the conclusion of next week. Got exams.
Name: Chandora Dulldagger
Race: Vampire....? (I'll satisfy with human if I can't be a vampire)
Sex: Female
Age: 19 yrs
Size: 163 cm (She lives in a metric country)
Background: Chandora is not her real name, but one the undead gave her. The night before full moon four years ago, she dared venture into the nearby graveyard to collect ghostfires. It's her own fault that she witnessed the reanimation ritual of the undead. It's her innocence that got her captured, and her curiousity that resulted in four years of unspeakable dread.
She was tortured by the undead, "cleansed" again and again with the horror of pain. Her blood painted a magnificant work on the ancient wall she's chained to, and her cries echoed in the deaf halls. What entity the undead tried to mutate her into only her tormentors know. But when she finally escaped her gloomy chamber, she is no longer human.
Her once clear eyes hollowed by hatred, her once cheery voice silenced by grief. Her rosey skin now pale like moon beam, and her fair brown hair now three shades of black. After living so long under her masters she became addicted to the things she once feared, the blood and searing pain.
I actually don't know much how this play by post worked. So I'm kind of hoping I can play along
Also, I'm one of the good guys, I just got a darker past.
I might not be able to pop in daily before the conclusion of next week. Got exams.
Name: Chandora Dulldagger
Race: Vampire....? (I'll satisfy with human if I can't be a vampire)
Sex: Female
Age: 19 yrs
Size: 163 cm (She lives in a metric country)
Background: Chandora is not her real name, but one the undead gave her. The night before full moon four years ago, she dared venture into the nearby graveyard to collect ghostfires. It's her own fault that she witnessed the reanimation ritual of the undead. It's her innocence that got her captured, and her curiousity that resulted in four years of unspeakable dread.
She was tortured by the undead, "cleansed" again and again with the horror of pain. Her blood painted a magnificant work on the ancient wall she's chained to, and her cries echoed in the deaf halls. What entity the undead tried to mutate her into only her tormentors know. But when she finally escaped her gloomy chamber, she is no longer human.
Her once clear eyes hollowed by hatred, her once cheery voice silenced by grief. Her rosey skin now pale like moon beam, and her fair brown hair now three shades of black. After living so long under her masters she became addicted to the things she once feared, the blood and searing pain.
I actually don't know much how this play by post worked. So I'm kind of hoping I can play along
Also, I'm one of the good guys, I just got a darker past.
JjK
fine with me...as long..as...you don't like the taste of elves! :P
sk33zl0w
In game my name will be ramm vicious so you can just use that since sk33zl0w is my CS name lol not to great for rp
Tur713
I'll try to RP again with you guys. Last time I tried, it was some kind of battle thingy and the guy was like, "So I go to your secret lair because it's not a secret to me and even though you are clearly well trained in martial arts and the leader of a clan, I kill you easily and have some tea...Your Turn!" I quit after that. Though I've done some better stuff via IM. I'll just need some time to make up a few characters.
sk33zl0w
Quote:
Originally Posted by Tur713
I'll try to RP again with you guys. Last time I tried, it was some kind of battle thingy and the guy was like, "So I go to your secret lair because it's not a secret to me and even though you are clearly well trained in martial arts and the leader of a clan, I kill you easily and have some tea...Your Turn!" I quit after that. Though I've done some better stuff via IM. I'll just need some time to make up a few characters.
thats pretty funny actually
Tur713
Quote:
Originally Posted by sk33zl0w
thats pretty funny actually
Yeah it's funny now, I satired it, but really pisses you off when you're trying to do something like that and they just take over your character.
sk33zl0w
Quote:
Originally Posted by Tur713
Yeah it's funny now, I satired it, but really pisses you off when you're trying to do something like that and they just take over your character.
That would suck but since i have never done this before i dont really know what it is like.
JjK
thats why the RP rules were posted.
Tharkon
Guys you shouldn't post your whole role play stories on character description...
Only the apperance and the most common facts as job and age. Leave most of it out so people in the role play threads can learn to know your character trew interaction with him or her.
Anyway here's mine:
_____________________________
Name: Tharkon Fargor.
Age: Seems to be around 23-24 but who knows, not he at least
Appearence: He has somewhat long brown hair, is around 180 centimeters long, normal body and if you look closley you see a scar on his left cheek.
Sex: Male
Race: Maybe Human - maybe Vampire - maybe Undead? Who knows who or what is this dark figures mother.
Personality: A lone, mystical wolf. Ofcourse he appeciates the company of people whom have manors and know how to behave properly. He is kind to them who serve him but he has no mercy to those who betray him.
Equipment: At the moment he is carrying a backpack, a Sabre made of the dark iron and a artifact of fire. He seems to have casual, a bit torn cloethes and a belt with a skull on it.
Home: The local tavern
Only the apperance and the most common facts as job and age. Leave most of it out so people in the role play threads can learn to know your character trew interaction with him or her.
Anyway here's mine:
_____________________________
Name: Tharkon Fargor.
Age: Seems to be around 23-24 but who knows, not he at least
Appearence: He has somewhat long brown hair, is around 180 centimeters long, normal body and if you look closley you see a scar on his left cheek.
Sex: Male
Race: Maybe Human - maybe Vampire - maybe Undead? Who knows who or what is this dark figures mother.
Personality: A lone, mystical wolf. Ofcourse he appeciates the company of people whom have manors and know how to behave properly. He is kind to them who serve him but he has no mercy to those who betray him.
Equipment: At the moment he is carrying a backpack, a Sabre made of the dark iron and a artifact of fire. He seems to have casual, a bit torn cloethes and a belt with a skull on it.
Home: The local tavern
NachtAngel
I agree with Tharkon...that's the magic and fun of rp...finding out for yerself...during rp Here's my current char:
Name: Luna Yin
Race: Human
Age: 21
Appearance: pale skin, almond shaped dark eyes that excude warmth and tranquility with dark hair to match. 5'3 (160cm)
Bio: Luna is a naivé monk studying to unlock the powers of healing thru prayer with a penchant for exploring thru personal experience the natural forces of the elements. Always smiling, always willing to lend a helping hand, Luna's loyalty and devotion to her fellow man is both her greatest strength and greatest weakness.
Hobbies: picking flowers for that slave driver Gwen
Home: is a state of mind and achieved thru prayer and calming one's soul, thusly Luna is always 'home'.
OOC: so...come rp with us won't you?
nothing is more fun that corrupting the naivé :P
Here's my current char:Name: Luna Yin
Race: Human
Age: 21
Appearance: pale skin, almond shaped dark eyes that excude warmth and tranquility with dark hair to match. 5'3 (160cm)
Bio: Luna is a naivé monk studying to unlock the powers of healing thru prayer with a penchant for exploring thru personal experience the natural forces of the elements. Always smiling, always willing to lend a helping hand, Luna's loyalty and devotion to her fellow man is both her greatest strength and greatest weakness.
Hobbies: picking flowers for that slave driver Gwen
Home: is a state of mind and achieved thru prayer and calming one's soul, thusly Luna is always 'home'.
OOC: so...come rp with us won't you?
nothing is more fun that corrupting the naivé :P
relientK_fan
Okay, now for mine! Just call me Carth!
Name: Carth
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Warrior/Monk
Age: 20
Appearance: Ascalon armor, with a Wyvern helm(half face covering, red, with two horns protruding from its top) short brown hair and brown eyes. About 6'2. He only wera his helm in battle.
Background: His was father a gentle Warrior of the Vanguard, and his mother was a peace-loving Monk. He decided to combine their professions to suit himself. He is now a brash, fierce fighter, but helps those in need. Sometimes he seems possesed by Balthazar himself, and at other times by Dwayna.
OoC: I look forward to roleplaying with you all!
Name: Carth
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Profession: Warrior/Monk
Age: 20
Appearance: Ascalon armor, with a Wyvern helm(half face covering, red, with two horns protruding from its top) short brown hair and brown eyes. About 6'2. He only wera his helm in battle.
Background: His was father a gentle Warrior of the Vanguard, and his mother was a peace-loving Monk. He decided to combine their professions to suit himself. He is now a brash, fierce fighter, but helps those in need. Sometimes he seems possesed by Balthazar himself, and at other times by Dwayna.
OoC: I look forward to roleplaying with you all!
eventhorizen
Name : Ynzia Atamor
Gender : ?
Race : ?
Calling : Necromancer Mesmer
Age : Irrelevant
Appearance : All those unfortunate enough to gaze upon the face of the God(des?) of Death know they are gazing upon unspeakable beauty and bewitching horror. Tall and slim, deathly pale, with an empty, infinate, demonic gaze set within features that make all mortals despair and enraged, jealous and protective, in love and absolute terror, Ynzia does with a look what mighty warriors fail to do with their swords.
No one knows where or why this creature came from. All that is known is that Ynzia is the master of Death and Deception. Some say Ynzia is the spawn of the Devil and Death, the two greatest enemies of man and of life.
Lore of ancient times speaks about Ynzais possible origin. It is said that a great rift in creation exists, and that this rift can be traversed. While the land is awash with beings seeking entrance, very little has ever been spoken of what may have come out...
Gender : ?
Race : ?
Calling : Necromancer Mesmer
Age : Irrelevant
Appearance : All those unfortunate enough to gaze upon the face of the God(des?) of Death know they are gazing upon unspeakable beauty and bewitching horror. Tall and slim, deathly pale, with an empty, infinate, demonic gaze set within features that make all mortals despair and enraged, jealous and protective, in love and absolute terror, Ynzia does with a look what mighty warriors fail to do with their swords.
No one knows where or why this creature came from. All that is known is that Ynzia is the master of Death and Deception. Some say Ynzia is the spawn of the Devil and Death, the two greatest enemies of man and of life.
Lore of ancient times speaks about Ynzais possible origin. It is said that a great rift in creation exists, and that this rift can be traversed. While the land is awash with beings seeking entrance, very little has ever been spoken of what may have come out...
guild_swordsman
does any 1 know if i make a warrior/ranger will it still be able to use the swords and bows and what will he look like help
Death By Hesitation
Well lets give it a shot, sounds kinda gay, but as long as my frineds don't find out im into fantasy stuff its cool.
Name: Blade Dourden (stud)
Race: Human/Elf
Age: 19
Appearance: 6"1, dirty blonde hair with banes past his eyes , lean, peircing silver eyes, elvish (handsome wihtout pointy ears)
Demeanor: calm, slowly gaining confidence, trusting, rebellioous, (has a comical side that will be used on occasion)
Master: Drizzt Dourden
Motivation: change the lands as his master did... adventur till advnetures run out, then adventure more
Attributes: blinding agility and cordination
Clothing/equipment: Twin scimitars, dark green and grey cloak,
his future was seen he was said to die at age 17, he constantly cheats death... the god's visit him in dreams... and when alone in dire peril he turns into the 'slayer', an uncontrolable state of mind that kills evrything in site, and can only be changed back by high level monks
Believed to be Brad Pitt in another life... once left burning bags of dog crap on prince Ruriks doorstep
Name: Blade Dourden (stud)
Race: Human/Elf
Age: 19
Appearance: 6"1, dirty blonde hair with banes past his eyes , lean, peircing silver eyes, elvish (handsome wihtout pointy ears)
Demeanor: calm, slowly gaining confidence, trusting, rebellioous, (has a comical side that will be used on occasion)
Master: Drizzt Dourden
Motivation: change the lands as his master did... adventur till advnetures run out, then adventure more
Attributes: blinding agility and cordination
Clothing/equipment: Twin scimitars, dark green and grey cloak,
his future was seen he was said to die at age 17, he constantly cheats death... the god's visit him in dreams... and when alone in dire peril he turns into the 'slayer', an uncontrolable state of mind that kills evrything in site, and can only be changed back by high level monks
Believed to be Brad Pitt in another life... once left burning bags of dog crap on prince Ruriks doorstep
Dante Dismas
I do not know if I will be RPing ingame, but I would be happy to on the forums here. 
Full Name: Dante Dismas
:Edit: Race: Human...probably.
Age: A quick estimate would place Dante in his mid thirties.
Appearance: A dark figure, Dante has dark hair, eyes, and tanned skin.
Occupation: Dante calls himself an "Offensive Scout," while he is more accuratly described as offensive and a scout. Dante had a record of multiple crimes however the record has been "misplaced." (( Currently Ranger/Elementalist. Waiting for a goddamn Rogue. ))
Personality: Dante's loyalty extends only as far as he trust you, and that can be a hard thing to earn. Not to say he is a bad person, Dante has a noble spirit but a survivor's mentality.
Full Name: Dante Dismas
:Edit: Race: Human...probably.
Age: A quick estimate would place Dante in his mid thirties.
Appearance: A dark figure, Dante has dark hair, eyes, and tanned skin.
Occupation: Dante calls himself an "Offensive Scout," while he is more accuratly described as offensive and a scout. Dante had a record of multiple crimes however the record has been "misplaced." (( Currently Ranger/Elementalist. Waiting for a goddamn Rogue.
))Personality: Dante's loyalty extends only as far as he trust you, and that can be a hard thing to earn. Not to say he is a bad person, Dante has a noble spirit but a survivor's mentality.
MorningStar
Quote:
Originally Posted by guild_swordsman
does any 1 know if i make a warrior/ranger will it still be able to use the swords and bows and what will he look like help
Yes, you will be able to use both, but unfortunately you will look just like me.
Here's my profile for Tyr:
Name: Tyr MorningStar
Profession: Warrior/Monk once more
Age: 45-50
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 260lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black...IronGray actually
General Character Info
Tyr MorningStar is a new old man....
A Human male, age 45-50, Tyr stands six feet with a muscular build and deeply bronzed skin. His hair, so recently shaven, is once again worn in a long black ponytail. He believes his steel blue eyes marred by the vertical scars that cross both. 'A lesson from mine old sword master.' he will say. He carries a multitude of other scars both front and back. These were more apparent through his Monk robes, but now are hidden behind the steel once more. Burns on the upper arms and shoulders...various cuts and punctures to both chest and back. Of these he will still say 'Not always a Monk was I.'
Taken from his village...indeed the village was wiped out entirely along with several others. The dark Black Circle guild carried out this atrocity and stole the children of ages less than five...MorningStar was one of these. The guild took these children to there guildhall in the East and trained them to be the guilds futrue fighting force. The MorningStar name came from Tyr's affinity for the flail, though he is proficient with all weapons. 'All weapons kill and all things are weapons.' He was once fond of saying.
Upon turning thirteen, the guild started hiring MorningStar out as an assassin. These days haunt him still and were his ultimate reason for leaving the Black Circle. He was protected from their wrath by King Jarvis IronHammer in the Dwarf Kings capital city of Deldrimor until he reached manhood and went his own way. The way of the mercenary Warrior...
Though nearing fifty, the man now finds himself starting his life over. The death of his friend Glaston Tor combined with the enigmatic Gabriella Nephrite's revelations concerning his past have driven the Warrior to confine himself for nearly ten years within a monastery and learn the ways of a Monk. Events in Tintagel have now brought Tyr full circle back to the Warriors armor. 'If this be mine path, then I shall need the steel.' He says.
Having emerged into a world of some change, Tyr left his weapons behind to take up the staff and healling path of the late Glaston Tor. A path called 'The Mountain' by other Monks of Dwayna's faith. Glaston was both famous and infamous for healing both allies and enemies alike...Tyr still follows this path, but new weapons have found their way into his baldric.
If this were not enough to overcome, Tyr has his own name to haunt him as well. For over thirty years he's been known to soldier, henchman and merc alike as MorningStar, crazed Warrior famed for such insanities as the spectacle of Googleit, the freefall killings at Simhat's Drop, his first use of the Dragon's Tail flail in the battle of DryGround and other such battle raging madness from as far North as Eisheilige to as far South as Sawaans. The Tyrian Flotilla still posts an enormous bounty for his head over DryGround and they are not the only ones, though some no longer live to pay. He cannot escape this past, no matter how hard he tries. Someone will always recognize the name MorningStar, but at this point...he is at peace with that.
Here's my profile for Tyr:
Name: Tyr MorningStar
Profession: Warrior/Monk once more
Age: 45-50
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 260lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black...IronGray actually
General Character Info
Tyr MorningStar is a new old man....
A Human male, age 45-50, Tyr stands six feet with a muscular build and deeply bronzed skin. His hair, so recently shaven, is once again worn in a long black ponytail. He believes his steel blue eyes marred by the vertical scars that cross both. 'A lesson from mine old sword master.' he will say. He carries a multitude of other scars both front and back. These were more apparent through his Monk robes, but now are hidden behind the steel once more. Burns on the upper arms and shoulders...various cuts and punctures to both chest and back. Of these he will still say 'Not always a Monk was I.'
Taken from his village...indeed the village was wiped out entirely along with several others. The dark Black Circle guild carried out this atrocity and stole the children of ages less than five...MorningStar was one of these. The guild took these children to there guildhall in the East and trained them to be the guilds futrue fighting force. The MorningStar name came from Tyr's affinity for the flail, though he is proficient with all weapons. 'All weapons kill and all things are weapons.' He was once fond of saying.
Upon turning thirteen, the guild started hiring MorningStar out as an assassin. These days haunt him still and were his ultimate reason for leaving the Black Circle. He was protected from their wrath by King Jarvis IronHammer in the Dwarf Kings capital city of Deldrimor until he reached manhood and went his own way. The way of the mercenary Warrior...
Though nearing fifty, the man now finds himself starting his life over. The death of his friend Glaston Tor combined with the enigmatic Gabriella Nephrite's revelations concerning his past have driven the Warrior to confine himself for nearly ten years within a monastery and learn the ways of a Monk. Events in Tintagel have now brought Tyr full circle back to the Warriors armor. 'If this be mine path, then I shall need the steel.' He says.
Having emerged into a world of some change, Tyr left his weapons behind to take up the staff and healling path of the late Glaston Tor. A path called 'The Mountain' by other Monks of Dwayna's faith. Glaston was both famous and infamous for healing both allies and enemies alike...Tyr still follows this path, but new weapons have found their way into his baldric.
If this were not enough to overcome, Tyr has his own name to haunt him as well. For over thirty years he's been known to soldier, henchman and merc alike as MorningStar, crazed Warrior famed for such insanities as the spectacle of Googleit, the freefall killings at Simhat's Drop, his first use of the Dragon's Tail flail in the battle of DryGround and other such battle raging madness from as far North as Eisheilige to as far South as Sawaans. The Tyrian Flotilla still posts an enormous bounty for his head over DryGround and they are not the only ones, though some no longer live to pay. He cannot escape this past, no matter how hard he tries. Someone will always recognize the name MorningStar, but at this point...he is at peace with that.
Oh Em Gee
I've participated in Roleplaying forums for over 5 years now. I'll join if it's worthwhile. =)
~Will post character info. when I get home. I'm at school right now, lol.
~Will post character info. when I get home. I'm at school right now, lol.
Harge
Name: Elios Morrfire
Necromancer/Mesmer
Elf
666 yrs old
7'3
355 lbs.
Elios Morrfire, a man of legend, thought to be only a myth; it's your choice to believe or not to believe.
We will start in the beginning. Born in the great elf city of Alfheim, his father abandoned him at age 3 leaving his mother to raise him by her lonesome. His family lacked money, therfore he was made fun of by cruel kids in his younger years. This forced him to feel alone and shut others out even his own mother. When he was of age 13 his anger was starting to boil up inside of him, and then the only thing he had left in this word was taken from him, his mother.
He believed if his father would not of left him his life would be better, and he would still have a mother. His anger and hatred towrds his father leads him into a spiral of darkness. His first victim is his father, who was set on fire by the pupils of his son. He was ordered to Valahalla, the throne of Aeshir the great elf king. Aeshir was truley frighented by the young boy, for he had never seen such power in someone so small. Aeshir knew the boy must be killed before he became to strong, Elios ordered to death by Aeshir. Elios infuriated by this slaughters every last elf in the city of Alfheim, and thirst for the blood of every elf.
The next 653 years of his life are unknown to any man. But his return is destin and when this time comes, who knows what will become of the elf race.
Sorry, I am fairly new to this roleplaying stuff and i'm sure my story isn't the best. But I find RP to be much fun.
Necromancer/Mesmer
Elf
666 yrs old
7'3
355 lbs.
Elios Morrfire, a man of legend, thought to be only a myth; it's your choice to believe or not to believe.
We will start in the beginning. Born in the great elf city of Alfheim, his father abandoned him at age 3 leaving his mother to raise him by her lonesome. His family lacked money, therfore he was made fun of by cruel kids in his younger years. This forced him to feel alone and shut others out even his own mother. When he was of age 13 his anger was starting to boil up inside of him, and then the only thing he had left in this word was taken from him, his mother.
He believed if his father would not of left him his life would be better, and he would still have a mother. His anger and hatred towrds his father leads him into a spiral of darkness. His first victim is his father, who was set on fire by the pupils of his son. He was ordered to Valahalla, the throne of Aeshir the great elf king. Aeshir was truley frighented by the young boy, for he had never seen such power in someone so small. Aeshir knew the boy must be killed before he became to strong, Elios ordered to death by Aeshir. Elios infuriated by this slaughters every last elf in the city of Alfheim, and thirst for the blood of every elf.
The next 653 years of his life are unknown to any man. But his return is destin and when this time comes, who knows what will become of the elf race.
Sorry, I am fairly new to this roleplaying stuff and i'm sure my story isn't the best
. But I find RP to be much fun.
Marion
Name: Marion Felronde
Age: 26
Marion is a wealthy merchant who made his fortune peddling weapons between Kryta and Ascalon during the guild wars. After the searing it was too dangerous to travel and so Marion established a shop in Ascalon city, where he became very influential due to his wealth and the rare items he always has in stock. Marion lives by a code of the moment. Whatever benefits him in the short or long run is the right thing to do. everyone, whether "good" or "evil" is a customer.
Age: 26
Marion is a wealthy merchant who made his fortune peddling weapons between Kryta and Ascalon during the guild wars. After the searing it was too dangerous to travel and so Marion established a shop in Ascalon city, where he became very influential due to his wealth and the rare items he always has in stock. Marion lives by a code of the moment. Whatever benefits him in the short or long run is the right thing to do. everyone, whether "good" or "evil" is a customer.
Kelly
Name: Kyra Atwood
Sex: Female
Age: 21
Race: Human
Profession: Elementalist/Warrior
Background: Many people have adored her golden blonde hair nd blue eyes, which has gotten her into trouble. When it comes to haggling down prices, she has some advantages. (lol had to put that in). She isnt very strong,and struggles with getting of bad situations.
Sex: Female
Age: 21
Race: Human
Profession: Elementalist/Warrior
Background: Many people have adored her golden blonde hair nd blue eyes, which has gotten her into trouble. When it comes to haggling down prices, she has some advantages. (lol had to put that in). She isnt very strong,and struggles with getting of bad situations.
Strife
Name: Ray Strife
Age: Unknown
Race: Unknown*
Occupation: Former assassin turned hunter (Ranger)
Before the Searing, Ray was an assassin of reknowned talents. After the Charr's attack that brought about the fall of Old Ascalon, Ray was forced to work with the remaining guard, hiring out his abilities to the highest bidder.
*Before the Searing, it was rumored among some of Ray's regular contacts that he was more than a human. While others aged, he seemed to retain his youthful vigor.
(A small thread I made to introduce my character, since I didn't want just a little post at the Inn:
http://www.guildwarsguru.com/forum/s...ead.php?t=5893 )
Age: Unknown
Race: Unknown*
Occupation: Former assassin turned hunter (Ranger)
Before the Searing, Ray was an assassin of reknowned talents. After the Charr's attack that brought about the fall of Old Ascalon, Ray was forced to work with the remaining guard, hiring out his abilities to the highest bidder.
*Before the Searing, it was rumored among some of Ray's regular contacts that he was more than a human. While others aged, he seemed to retain his youthful vigor.
(A small thread I made to introduce my character, since I didn't want just a little post at the Inn:
http://www.guildwarsguru.com/forum/s...ead.php?t=5893 )
Lucon
Can I still join? I've got a character.
JjK
Post a char.
Lampshade
Name Shall Lightbringer
Age 33
Race Human
Profession Monk Warrior
Backround Shall grew up in a temple on some random hilltop learning the teachings of the monk that lived there.The young boy was a fighter. Though he was not aggresive and did not start conflixts, he ended them quite breifley.
Then there was that faithful morning when "the sky rained fire" and the Charr attacked. Shall and the monks fended off a small band of Charr scouring the country for wealth. Then he learned the secret identity of the temple. A holy artifact,the Seal of the Nine Divines was buried deep within the temples catacombs. He was charged with its safe keeping,being the youngest. He was told to take it far away where the Charr would never reach it, and soon he would find the Seal's powers.
He arrived in Ascalon City and ran into the Town Crier. The Crier told him there was a man in the army, Warmaster Tydus, that wanted to see him.....
Age 33
Race Human
Profession Monk Warrior
Backround Shall grew up in a temple on some random hilltop learning the teachings of the monk that lived there.The young boy was a fighter. Though he was not aggresive and did not start conflixts, he ended them quite breifley.
Then there was that faithful morning when "the sky rained fire" and the Charr attacked. Shall and the monks fended off a small band of Charr scouring the country for wealth. Then he learned the secret identity of the temple. A holy artifact,the Seal of the Nine Divines was buried deep within the temples catacombs. He was charged with its safe keeping,being the youngest. He was told to take it far away where the Charr would never reach it, and soon he would find the Seal's powers.
He arrived in Ascalon City and ran into the Town Crier. The Crier told him there was a man in the army, Warmaster Tydus, that wanted to see him.....
Lampshade
Quote:
Originally Posted by JjK
this is good, i hope we get a few more, so we can start a forum R, (maybe ingame?)
Maybe we could all join a roleplaying guild(At least I want to, post here if you have a RP guild recruiting) and take screenies to match the storyline.
Ristaron
--------further character development has rendered this post obselete.
Pendragon Light
May I join in on this Rp? It's pretty big already and I don't want to intrude.
EmperorTippy
I have a question. Do I have to use GW classes and races or can I use my faviorte D&D character?
Arethine Koan
I love RPG hehe
arethin koan a ranger seeking to learn the tricks of nature and the power of fire
arethin koan a ranger seeking to learn the tricks of nature and the power of fire
Arethine Koan
Age: 23
Race: Elf male
Discription: 5'10 long brown hair green eyes
Prof: Ranger/Elem
Backround: As a child I was abandoned at birth, grew up in a foster home, but ran away when i knew that they said there were my real parents, i traveled in the woods, alone, afraid. Until i meet my best friend a Lynx i called him Ralph i walked the woods hunting with a handmade bow, until i stumblud into a barbed trap set by my soon to be teacher Ivon Lightter. He herd my cries and rushed to my aid, he teated me back to health and soon tought me the was of the ranger, as i got oldeder my skills got better befor i knew it at age 16 i surpased my teacher. I travled over the world until i met an elem named Johina who showed me the ways of fire, she soon told me all she knew and then i left and went on with my traveling, my friend was my pet, everyone eles was an enemy, i was a protecter of the forest and the keeper of the flames
Race: Elf male
Discription: 5'10 long brown hair green eyes
Prof: Ranger/Elem
Backround: As a child I was abandoned at birth, grew up in a foster home, but ran away when i knew that they said there were my real parents, i traveled in the woods, alone, afraid. Until i meet my best friend a Lynx i called him Ralph i walked the woods hunting with a handmade bow, until i stumblud into a barbed trap set by my soon to be teacher Ivon Lightter. He herd my cries and rushed to my aid, he teated me back to health and soon tought me the was of the ranger, as i got oldeder my skills got better befor i knew it at age 16 i surpased my teacher. I travled over the world until i met an elem named Johina who showed me the ways of fire, she soon told me all she knew and then i left and went on with my traveling, my friend was my pet, everyone eles was an enemy, i was a protecter of the forest and the keeper of the flames
Tobias
i LOVE rping,but i'm not teh best speller :P so if i screw up,correct me please...
Age:Unknown
Hight: no idea
Proffesion:Warrior/Ranger
Name: Tobias Charr
Pet: a Strider named Cyril Lich (I have a real life chook,looks just like a strider,don't ask )That can read minds,use telekenisis(you know,talking in someones head)and raise teh dead
Disc: Okay,lets get one thing straight. I DON'T like that BULKY,USELESS HEAVY warrior armour,I have a charr hide set,It's actually quite a good duisguise.....
Age:Unknown
Hight: no idea
Proffesion:Warrior/Ranger
Name: Tobias Charr
Pet: a Strider named Cyril Lich (I have a real life chook,looks just like a strider,don't ask
)That can read minds,use telekenisis(you know,talking in someones head)and raise teh dead Disc: Okay,lets get one thing straight. I DON'T like that BULKY,USELESS HEAVY warrior armour,I have a charr hide set,It's actually quite a good duisguise.....