Elina
The "Before" years
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Post by Elina on Aug 1, 2008 14:07:31 GMT -6
Elina swallowed when he told her about his "deal". She wondered for a moment what she had gotten herself into, but quickly reminded herself that finding work was worth it. She took the seat offered to her and told them about what brought her here.
"Well, the only way to make good money in Ilia is to fight and none of my family was blessed with that talent. We were really poor. I had wanted to become a Pegasus Knight since I was little so I scraped together enough money to start training. Now I'm just looking for work to support my family, and maybe get myself some new equipment." She told her new companions.
"What exactly are you guys wanted for?" She asked nervously.
She wanted to know what kind of people she was working with.
[OOC: Sorry guys, I'm going camping until tuesday so I won't be able to post until then. I'll try to convince my mom to drive me back into town for a day or something but I'll be able to post on tuesday for sure.]
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
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Post by Wylie on Aug 2, 2008 1:37:05 GMT -6
"Well," Wylie began before lowering his voice. "From what we can piece together, Etruria has been taken over in a coup. The new guy in charge is pretty religious. In fact, he thinks he's the prophet of St. Elimine."
Wylie looked around to check no-one was listening in. "Now you may have heard that the heroes that saved humanity from the dragons a thousand years ago have been revived through some powerful magic, but are evil this time and are destroying the world. Well Crowley here has got a reputation as the one who slayed Roland, which the new Etrurian leader has called heresy. So now Crowley and anyone associated with him has a pretty massive price on their heads."
Once more, Wylie looked around. The beardy guys playing cards were still doing so, but he really had no way of knowing whether they were listening. "So that's what you've signed up for," Wylie concluded, and took another dusty, watery drink.
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Tobias
Myrmidon
DEAD
I've got a better idea: let's do it my way
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Post by Tobias on Aug 3, 2008 16:37:42 GMT -6
((Hey Millie, are you just talking to yourself for some reason, or did you misunderstand who Wylie was talking to?))
Based on what everybody was saying it seemed like they decided to let the random stranger join the group. Sighing and wondering why he stayed with these idiots, he decided to say a few words to the newcomer. "Well, Crowley made his deal with you, but the laughter kinda ruined it, so I'll tell you my deal: You don't annoy me, I don't remove your head." He stood up. "I'm getting bored so I'm gonna go to sleep. Tell me if anybody dies." Then he walked off and went into his room, grinning to himself when he imagined the new girl's reaction. Then he frowned when his imagination extended to Wylie and Crowley, who would be making some form of attempt to comfort her.
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Crowley
Mercenary
The Magnificent Renowned Drunk
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Post by Crowley on Aug 4, 2008 3:06:07 GMT -6
(Guys, I'm leaving today. I'll be back in three weeks. And then I'll leave again after two days, and then, four days later, I'll be back for good. Promise. I'll miss this.)
"Uh... Okay, Tobias?" Crowley grinned at Tobias, he was getting quite good at this. Then he looked at Elina.
"He's serious, you know. I once saw him kill a guy in the streets, because the guy smiled in an annoying way." He grinned at her and then winked at Wylie, when she couldn't see.
"Anyway, Wylie summarized it pretty well." He nodded and added; " Well done, my friend."
Then he took another sip from his pint and ignored the taste of dust. For the moment all was well. He too eyed some of the guys in the tavern and he couldn't lose the feeling that there was something wrong about this village. It all felt so dead and ancient. Then again, it might be a feeling.
(Oh, Wylie, would you please RP for me? When I'm needed. Just drag me along, please. Thanks mate!)
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
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Post by Wylie on Aug 4, 2008 7:26:35 GMT -6
(Damn, just when I was kicking this plot up a notch. Ah well, have fun ) Wylie gave a subtle smile at Crowley's wink but this turned to a frown when he saw the beardy guys get up and draw long, curved blades from holsters under the table. At this point the door to the pub opened and another heavily muscled man entered brandishing an axe. Finally, another man with shabby but bright orange robes appeared at the top of the stairs, with an open tome held in his hands. "Five days we bin waitin' 'ere fer you lot to show yer faces," growled one of the men with beards. "I'm gonna buy me a nice plot o' land with the gold from your 'eads." The other men grunted and laughed menacingly in agreement. And then, without further ado, the men attacked, violently and loudly. Wylie seriously hoped Natalie and Tobias would hear. Kenshin OoC,Modness time: Millie is frozen in time along with the others in Sacrae so she cannot be here at this moment. Deleted post and took them from the post count. Sorry for borrowing your post Wylie.
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Tobias
Myrmidon
DEAD
I've got a better idea: let's do it my way
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Post by Tobias on Aug 4, 2008 11:49:33 GMT -6
When the noise started, Tobias groaned. Can't they just stay quiet and let me sleep? he thought miserably, getting out of his bed. He threw the door open and walked quickly down the hallway. He shoved past the guy at the top of the stairs and yelled "Hey! Be quiet, I'm trying to sleep!"
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Elina
The "Before" years
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Post by Elina on Aug 4, 2008 12:16:45 GMT -6
Elina listened intently to the news the two guys had given her about his group. She had heard about all those battles but she never thought she would meet the man who killed Roland. Suddenly, a serious looking man told her about his deal, and she knew she would have to avoid him.
"So you killed Roland.... wow, I can't believe I'm actually talking to..."
She was cut short when a group of men attacked. She backed up quickly, nearly falling over a chair. In that moment, her training came back to her. She gripped her lance and pulled it out. Her pegasus was outside, and there was no room for fighting in here. She kept her lance out, trying to scare them into not coming closer.
"We need to get outside..." She said through her clenched teeth as she watched the men approaching them.
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Natalie
The "Before" years
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You can look, but don't touch.
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Post by Natalie on Aug 4, 2008 16:23:03 GMT -6
Natalie was jolted out of her sleep by a ruckus coming from down the hall. She slipped out of her room only to see Tobias push past the guy at the top of the stairs. Seeing the open tome in his hand and the other guys downstairs, the thief slipped her short sword out of its holster. She snuck up on the magic user and quickly placed her knife at his throat as she hissed, "You woke me up from my nap. Give me a reason I shouldn't slit your throat." The man opened his mouth to speak, but Natalie was grumpy. She hated being woken in the middle of a nap. As such, she slit his throat anyways and kicked his body down the stairs. She glared at the body as she smugly said, "That'll teach you for ruining my nap."
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
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Post by Wylie on Aug 4, 2008 23:02:58 GMT -6
(OoC: Damn Nat, did you have to kill him? lol. I was planning on using him to set fire to the place ) "Agreed," Wylie responded, looking quickly around for some means to achieve this. Until he looked up, that is, and saw the swiftly falling blade of the man who spoke a moment ago. Wylie was right in its path and was not quick enough to dodge. He closed his eyes, expecting the inevitable, when.. CLANGGGGG!!!!!! Wylie opened his eyes to see Crowley parry away the swing with a savage roar, and then follow through to viciously slash the man across the abdomen. Not enough to kill, but more than enough to force him back. Unfortunately, the other swordsman took advantage of the distraction and and managed to bite his sword deep into Crow's left arm. BANG! At the top of the stairs where the rooms were, a door burst open and two more enemies came through. The situation was getting deperate inside the pub, now that they were in equal numbers, so taking the fight outside where there was more space became Wylie's goal. There was a little fireplace in the corner barely providing heat and it gave Wylie an idea. He dived over a table towards the bar and managed to swing his Heal staff across the counter, where it collided with a brown, unlabelled bottle, smashing it. The contents inside sprayed the fireplace and everything near it where it acted as fuel and set the nearby table and dusty curtains ablaze. The barman just looked at the inferno with horror.
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Elina
The "Before" years
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Post by Elina on Aug 5, 2008 10:32:50 GMT -6
Elina charged one of the men that had got too close. He used his sword to parry the blow, but he was knocked off balance. Using the advantage, she brought the handle of her weapon to his face, bringing him down. She quickly finished him off, just as the place went ablaze. She backed away from the flames, trying to avoid the customers that were now running for their life. She looked around, trying to find a way out, when she saw Crowley bieng faced by two swordsmen. She swung her lance, hitting the man who had cut Crowley square in the back. He fell over, not dead, but dazed from the blow of the steel weapon. She moved back, her back touching the wall.
"Uh oh, maybe I wasn't ready for the real action..." She whispered to herself as she eyed the blaze and the swordsmen nervously.
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Tobias
Myrmidon
DEAD
I've got a better idea: let's do it my way
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Post by Tobias on Aug 5, 2008 12:45:35 GMT -6
Tobias sighed. I guess that would be a 'no' then? he thought angrily. He heard footsteps behind him and, in one smooth motion, drew his sword and slashed it across both the bounty hunters. It probably wouldn't be fatal, but they would certainly be in pain for a while. And if there was some lasting damage, all the better. Continuing the turn he faced back towards the main room and calmly walked down the stairs, feeling better now that someone had paid for disturbing him. But there were still more enemies, and 'friends', to punish.
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
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Post by Wylie on Aug 6, 2008 8:02:08 GMT -6
The thick layer of dust coating everything allowed the fire to spread amazingly fast. Within seconds, it had reached the rafters and spread to the roof. Smoke filled the room, obscuring vision and making breathing a difficulty. Through the smoke, Wylie saw that Crow had sustained another injury, this time across his chest, but had dispatched the axe-wielder.
Wylie knew the building wouldn't last much longer, it was unstable enough as it it without a fire laying waste to it. He heard a massive CRAAAACK!!!!! and a piece of roof fell somewhere behind him.
He dashed towards the window but was grabbed roughly from behind. The surviving swordsman, the one who had tried to kill Wylie earlier, slammed him into a table. Using his other hand, he thrust his sword forward. Wylie rolled but still caught the thrust in the upper arm, gasping in pain.
He kicked outwards, catching the man in the abdomen, where Crow had slashed him, and causing him to also growl in pain and step back.
Hearing the building strain under the worsening conditions caused Wylie to call out. He shouted, "EVERYONE!!! OUT!!!" and dived for the window.
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Natalie
The "Before" years
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You can look, but don't touch.
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Post by Natalie on Aug 6, 2008 15:31:42 GMT -6
As the fire spread, Natalie heard Wylie's shout. She grumbled to herself as she rushed down the stairs. Seeing the swordsman who had attacked Wylie getting up to follow him, the thief quickly grabbed one of the remaining chairs and smashed it over his head as she passed. Natalie then followed the troubadour out the window, tucking herself into a ball to absorb the impact from the landing.
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Tobias
Myrmidon
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I've got a better idea: let's do it my way
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Post by Tobias on Aug 6, 2008 19:14:28 GMT -6
Tobias let out an exasperated groan when he saw that Wylie had started a fire. Really, I think we could do without a larger bounty on our heads he thought, absently stabbing someone who was running towards him. And I was about to get to sleep too. Walking through the few parts of the building not burning, he went to the door. He kicked it down, causing the roof to fall in somewhere behind him. He went through and looked around. Seeing Wylie sprawled on the ground, he grinned and walked toward him, keeping his sword unsheathed.
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Wylie
Troubadour
The Wrestler
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Post by Wylie on Aug 7, 2008 7:25:15 GMT -6
Wylie looked back at the now well and truly burning building, checking to see who had made it out. Crowley stumbled out of the door shortly after Tobias, and Wylie quickly applied his Heal staff.
"Does anyone know if Elina made it out?" he asked.
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