Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
Posts: 140
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Post by Night on Apr 25, 2009 10:47:57 GMT -6
Night was still outside. "Hey, that looks like Boss!" he shouted right in Alcibies ear. "Heeeyyy, Boss!" He shouted, waving his good hand. "Over here!"
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Post by Rayl Torien on Apr 25, 2009 19:12:12 GMT -6
Rayl would have come to assist Night, but first...he turned his horse abruptly around, patting it on the side to try and comfort it, before riding off to intercept Matis, and with a few motions he unsheathed his sword and threw it to the ground, " Sir Matis, Use this it's not the best, but should prove to be more useful against an axe!" and with this, he turned and rode back to get to Katara, Night and the others.
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Post by Richter Abend on Apr 25, 2009 19:54:50 GMT -6
Richter stood, staring at the ferocious battle taking place before him. They weren't human. They're power was to monstrous. Especially the giant axe wielder, who must be Hargus. Richter fell to his knees. "I'm not even close to their level. I'm a small fish in a gigantic pond. Is this the power I try to obtain?" He clenched his fist. "Yes, this is my goal...but I can do nothing about it...I'm the weakest one here..."
He looked over and saw a familiar face. It was that buffon from when they found the dragon in the town. Slowly, he stood up and walked over. It was better than being killed in a battle of titans.
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Post by Matis on Apr 26, 2009 1:46:48 GMT -6
Matis was startled by Rayl's sudden appearance and stopped dead in his track. Before he could say a word, though, the cavalier was already riding back from where he came.
"Rayl...thanks" he muttered, picking up the sword. It felt very light and fast, but was probably not too durable. Matis latched the lance again onto his back and set off again, with the same objective as before.
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Post by Katara on Apr 27, 2009 18:52:09 GMT -6
Katara slipped back behind a few feet and sheathed her sword. "Alright... there has to be some kind of healer here. Shouldn't be hard to find, it's probably a woman, and a good looking one at that. They always are..." she muttered to herself. She scanned the crowd and spotted a young black-haired man heckling a handsome woman. She staggered over to them, but then stopped in her tracks.
Didn't Lumino say that magic healing would destroy the flicker of a new life in her body? She shook her head and instead of asking for a heal from a staff, she asked, "please, I beg of you, kind sir and madame, do either of you have a vulnerary at the ready? Would you be so kind as to lend me a ration? You will be repaid." She knew the mix of healing herbs would be able to mend her wounds without harming the gift Kenshin had given her, as unknowing as he was.
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Post by Kenshin on Apr 28, 2009 9:39:55 GMT -6
Kenshin had lost his balance from when he was used to launch Alan away, falling right above the axe as it was swung. Falling on his back he let out an ump of pain as he rolled backwards getting on his feet still low to the ground. By this time Hargus was done with his swing, nearly springing towards him Kenshin swung his blade towards him.
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Post by Hargus on May 1, 2009 19:31:32 GMT -6
Kenshin and Alan both charged him again, hmph, simpletons. As long as they both acted like lone-wolves he could easily turn their force against each other. He stepped to the side deftly, and smiled broadly as he turned to face the two, who were now somewhat next to each other.
"You make killing seem like such a vicious thing. Do you really think I killed because I hated you or had some deep seated desire to see that pitiful little village of yours burn? Please, such petty thought. I simple eliminated what was in my way, don't be so angry boy." He stepped towards the both of them. "Fighting you two isn't even any fun, you hate me so much you don't think straight. For you, Sacaen, for you the day I descended on your village was the most important day in your pathetic life. It lead your life to this point."
A wide grin split his face as he brought his axe up for another strike. "For me, it was Tuesday." And with that, his axe fell towards Kenshin again. Eventually the exhaustion would win if things keep up as they were.
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The dragon attempted to bite and claw at Aeros, but found itself unable to find a place for it's claws and fang to dig in. As the two dragons rolled about on the floor in a fierce wrestling match, mis-directed blasts of fire flew in all directions. It was quickly becoming more and more dangerous to be here.
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Post by Alan on May 2, 2009 3:59:18 GMT -6
Alan's anger was growing. Honestly, He could care less about Kenshin's little village. Being talked about in the same feign as the Sacaen was an insult. But hes just to fast. Taking him on from two sides doesn't even challenge him. Tch, I've been through worse. He got off the ground and launched himself passed the axe that was going through Kenshin. If he doesn't want to lose an arm, he'd at least need to lose the axe. ...Right?
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Post by Hargus on May 2, 2009 11:43:36 GMT -6
Seeing Alan's move Hargus cracked a smile, finally someone with some guts! Indeed he did have to lose his massive battle axe if he didn't want to take a sword to the arm, but it was moving too fast to simply stop it, so he let it go. Instead of a simple swing, it was now a one time projectile.
He yanked his hand back quickly, Alan's sword grazing it. A small stream of blood to add to the crimson grass.
And then he drew a sword from his side, where he was hiding it would remain unknown. He brought it down to clash with the Wyvern Riders sword.
"You didn't think you were the only one with tricks did you?"
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Post by Rayl Torien on May 2, 2009 22:33:01 GMT -6
Having reached Night and Co. (and luckily a safe distance away from the dragon brawl and Final Battle), he gae Night a smirk and patted him on the amnesia induced Mercenary," Been awhile, eh pal? Now then, why don't ya help out our friend, hmm?" with this, he couldn't help but look back at the others...at the fact that they all were just about helpless during this clash of the titans...yet he felt his blood boil now. Maybe he SHOULD join them in combat...he'd run from enough battles as it is, and should he die...at least he'd have helped them out somehow...
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Post by Alan on May 4, 2009 4:10:25 GMT -6
Alan had to grab the hilt of his sword with his left hand has well as to not get overpowered completely. He felt pain shooting through his arm as he gripped it. And the Bandit King was still bearing down on him. C'mon, why can't I come up with anything? Worst part was for all he knew Kenshin's head had been spliced in two by the gigantic axe that was thrust at him behind Alan.
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Dirk Karavalenge
Nomadic Trooper
Mr. Opportunist[M:-25]
A man of very few words
Posts: 224
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Post by Dirk Karavalenge on May 4, 2009 6:16:41 GMT -6
Dirk quickly shot two more arrows at Hargus' head. He turned and saw half of the team standing around talking. "Hey, what are you guys doing? Are you not going to help save the world?" His mind changed about them being brave.
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Post by Richter Abend on May 4, 2009 17:00:44 GMT -6
Richter called back to Dirk. "Save the world? Hah, give me a break. I couldn't save the world if I tried. The only thing that would happened if I joined the fray would be a sword through my gut."
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Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
Posts: 140
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Post by Night on May 4, 2009 17:50:03 GMT -6
"Hey, Boss!" Night replied. "Good tah see yah in one piece! Have yah met Alice yet?" He asked, pointing to Alcibie. He then blinked. "Where'd the Sacaen kid go?"
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Yaen
Swordmaster
Prince of Blades Mad Swordsman
Now let's play the Song of Swords.
Posts: 305
Sacae Fame: 2
Bern Fame: 3
Lycia Fame: 1
Profession: Vagabond
Affinity: Thunder
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Post by Yaen on May 4, 2009 17:54:54 GMT -6
Yaen wondered what he was doing this for. Then he remembered. He was downright stupid. He'd woke up with a headache, someone had stolen his steel sword and left an iron one in its place (Not that he minded, that sword was too heavy), and NOW he was going to get himself killed. Just f***ing perfect.
Yaen almost sighed, but he didn't. Sneak attacks didn't work when you make alot of noise. So, silently, he crawled around the fight. Staggering to his feet, he drew his slim sword and iron sword, holding one in each hand. Please work... he thought. Then he charged.
Elimine must have been with him, because he didn't trip or stagger. It was a perfect dash towards the Bandit Kings back. The Sacaen lunged towards the axe-weilding juggernaught, and thrust his swords for Hargus's back...
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