Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
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Post by Alcibie on Dec 10, 2008 17:11:42 GMT -6
The biting retort was on the tip of Alcibie’s tongue as she turned around to face Night and Matthias. She had to pause seeing all the blood leaking out of her allies.
“What the…I turn my back and all of you are injured?” Alcibie ground out a little agitated with the turn of events. She did move quickly enough though running over to Night’s side, her vanguard following in her trail knocking aside any hostile weapons.
“Night, you’ll be fine, give me a second.” The rational part of Alcibie’s mind was telling her to go heal Kenshin or Matthias first, but the cleric was siding with the voice coming from some where around her gut. This voice wanted to heal Night then go stomp on the axe wielder’s corpse.
“There we go.” Alcibie stated with a smile as the staff made sure to glow brightly for the mercenary. The wound was sealed and the idiot could go back to chopping at things mercilessly. She thought there was music in the background, but in reality it was just the cries of the Wyvern’s battling in the sky. Still it felt nice helping Night.
Oh Right Kenshin and Matthias!
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Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
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Post by Night on Dec 10, 2008 19:17:01 GMT -6
"Hey, at least I'm killing them, aren't I!?" Night retorted when Alcibie scolded him for being injured. However, he waited for her to heal his shoulder. He sighed as he felt the soothing magic heal the torn muscle, and in a moment, his arm was as good as new. "Thanks." he commented.
Night then kissed her full on the mouth. "Probably shouldn't have done that, but alls fair in love and war, and its kinda a bit of both, eh Alice?" he asked with a wink. "Now, we gotta go save your buddy before he p*sses himself." he said. He then promptly picked her up and slung her over his shoulder, then ran after Matthias. He and everyone else was utterly oblivious to the little bathroom sign hovering over his head.
((Fear the invisible bathroom sign you get whenever you have a rescued person!))
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Post by Jya on Dec 10, 2008 19:21:06 GMT -6
Jya almost jumped out of her skin from all the curses coming out from Matthias’ mouth, for some reason she always thought the man was saying loony phrases. Now she understands his speech, but it was mean to refer to Alcibie like that. There was no time for her to get too mad him; he was an ally, which was mean to her friend. It can’t be helped; he did save her after all.
Rushing over, the man stood quite a bit above of her, like most people here, well everyone on the battlefield was. In her quickest movement, she stabbed in the man’s right leg, blood started to trickle out in smooth red flows; he simply grunted and stared down upon her. He lifted up his large axe, swinging it down over her head. She already knew what to do right after her reckless action, she would run. Run like never before, away from the maniac bandit, just go anywhere but here. She could the axe chopping off a few strands of her blackish greasy hair. She kept on running though, but soon enough her luck went out and she tripped. At the very least she managed to get him away from Matthias.
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
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Post by Alcibie on Dec 10, 2008 23:56:00 GMT -6
“Put-put me down!” Alcibie called out smacking Night on the back in a panicked tone. The mercenary dropped her down, but only after he and her vanguard crossed the battle field to Matthias’s side. Obviously the other three assigned to protect her thought it was best to have the mercenary carry her because they refused to interfere.
Upon being ceremoniously dropped to the ground the cleric grabbed the mercenary’s shoulder trying to steady herself as the room swap around her. She felt around her stomach and side, she did not think she would bruise. Then something green and black ran past her causing the cleric to snap back to the present.
“Don’t do that again…” Alcibie stated holding her gloved hand up to her mouth. When all she inhaled was the scent of blood, she dropped the glove back to her side. Watching idly for a dew short seconds she watched as Night went back to chopping things, and her little vanguard went right back to protecting her from all sides.
“Now then, the cleric will heal that for you.” Alcibie held the staff up watching the light coil and disperse towards the wound. The stitching effect took over mending everything back to the way it was.
“Heh…he kissed me.” The cleric giggled. She was clearly a little out of it, maybe it was due to the fact she had been expelling magic at every turn, or because she just had all the blood rush to her head. Simply enough she was not her normal self.
Blood…blood’s red like Kenshin…I still have to heal him…
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Aerious
Manakete
The Foul Destroyer
It takes pressure and time to make diamonds.
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Post by Aerious on Dec 15, 2008 20:34:35 GMT -6
And then, even for this battlefield, something stood out. There came a mighty roar, like thunder, from the keep. And then, almost instantly, it was silenced.
For a moment the entire battle ground was frozen in place, the shouts of warriors and cries of the injured silenced. For a brief moment, all was still.
But, it was too short and the war soon resumed in full force, the fighting and screaming raging on to drown out everything else.
Still, what had that noise from the keep been?
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Post by Alan on Dec 16, 2008 4:46:51 GMT -6
Somehow Alan managed to land on an unoccupied patch of ground and only had the earth itself breaking his fall. 'Ugh, I can hardly move my-' Alan's complaints were interrupted by the sight of the now deceased wyvern descending down on him. Alan was half ready to accept his fate when he heard the roar. It's Aerious, that things come here as well. Ignoring the pain he rolled out of the way just in time. Using one of his Spears as a walking stick he got back on his feet. Unfortunately the enemies nearby seemed to have regained their wits and were surrounding him.
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Post by Kenshin on Dec 16, 2008 10:00:29 GMT -6
That roar could mean one thing only. Hargus was Kenshin's kill, nobody elses. He noticed Alan was way off surrounded, but he could handle himself. How is Kenshin to get past everybody, unharmed, and go to fight Hargus. Arrows flew past Kenshin, was it that same archer from before? Worse then a fly, grabbing the nearest guy from behind, Bern or bandit he didn't care, he moved them in front as a sheild as he put his sword into their chest and charging towards the archer, using the body as cover.
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Post by Matthias on Dec 16, 2008 15:36:23 GMT -6
"Alright, let's giggle an' whatnot later," spat Matthias. He watched as Alcibie and Night shared their touching little moment, an expression of disgust on his face. Rolling his eyes, he simply waited for the axe wound on his shoulder to be healed.
"D**mit girl!" Matthias yelled, surging forward. He fired another shot, taking the bandit that had been chasing Jya down easy. He snarled and waved for the little thief to get closer to him. As it stood, she was already too much trouble.
Suddenly he heard the great roar, and felt the silence afterward.
"What the f**k was that?" he demanded, pointing. The silence made his words carry better, and several people stopped to look in the direction he was pointing.
This gave Matthias enough time to read the battlefield. Night, Alcibie, and Jya were all still close to him. Kenshin, on the other hand, was doing his normal suicidal charge at the enemy. Right now, Matthias just didn't want to deal with that. Besides, it looked like Alan needed help.
"Everyone, fight to the jacka**!" he yelled, pointing at the Bernese deserter. He fired an arrow, and started that way himself, hoping the others followed.
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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 Dec 16, 2008 18:37:17 GMT -6
One of the soldiers surrounded Alan would let out a brief gasp as the end of a steel sword burst out of his chest. Falling, he revealed the last person someone would expect to come to Alan's rescue....Yup. Thats right. Yaen.
The Sacaen was standing somewhat shakily, clutching his iron sword((he hadn't pulled the steel on out of the corpse))in both hands. Looking around, he gulped, but held his position. As one of the soldiers charged, he let out a little yelp as he dove for the ground, then out of sheer luck started to roll downhill just in time to miss an axe...and, ironically, trip another soldier, who fell just in time to have the axe dug into his skull.
Scampering to his feet, Yaen looked around again. "Maybe this...was a bad...idea..." He commented in his usual halterng voice, glancing around. Reaching for his belt, he pulled off his vulnerary, and made a toss to Alan before he again started diving and rolling for his poor life. ((Traded Vulnerary! WOOO!))
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Post by Alan on Dec 16, 2008 23:10:50 GMT -6
Not stopping to wonder and this very unlikely turn of events Alan caught the Vulnerary with one hand, applied it to his wound, and put what was left in his pocket. Feeling that his pain was lessening he raised the Spear of the ground and twirled it. Then he trushed the pointy end into the nearest enemies mouth and steered him into collision with the bandit next to it. Hearing a hostile approaching him from behind he pulled the Spear out and in a single motion slammed the woody end into him. With that he ran off after Yaen.
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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 Dec 16, 2008 23:51:46 GMT -6
Yaen was currently making a rather good attempt at staying alive. For a cripple, he was lucky as h*ll, having succesfully evades four axes, three stray arrows, and managed to make one b*st*rd litterally fall on his own sword.
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
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Post by Alcibie on Dec 17, 2008 11:19:25 GMT -6
Alcibie followed in a sort of shoved in the general direction of Alan sort of way. The three members of her close vanguard watched her back from all sides as she followed Matthias and avoided being stepped on by the lancer behind would was knocking aside weapons left and right. The swordsman moved from her left to stab a guy in the stomach and swing straight through him. The soldier to her right stayed by her side only moving to stab someone who got to close.
She saw a flicker of Alan as he applied the vulnerary to his wound. She let out a sigh of relief, sagging slightly as she tried to get a glimpse of Kenshin. A shout of pain came from behind her and she turned to watch the rear lancer get hit by and axe. She pulled up her staff, as the bandit pulled his axe from the soldiers shoulder. The heal spell discharged from the staff meaning the soldiers shoulder.
She had not even opened her eyes before pain seared through her system. The cleric gasped and cried out in pain as the three men moved as one taking care of the bandit and the archer behind him. Alcibie gasped, and panted for breath as she opened her eyes to the arrow sticking clear through her.
&*#$^@$%! ...ouch.
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Post by Jya on Dec 17, 2008 18:10:52 GMT -6
Jya smiled, satisfied that she managed to survive and proud that she was in fact alive, she even managed to kill someone! Taking a deep long breath, she began to make her way towards Matthias. Perhaps it was her small size that made others hard to notice her or they just didn’t categorize her as a threat, but she easily began to glide and sneak her way around the battlefield. The smell of the dead only is beginning to rise from recent kill. It didn’t trouble her at all, sure dead people smelled…exceptionally rotten, but she was used to the smell of death. The only thing that was bothering her was the damage she had taken, each of her step felt as heavy as having large rocks strapped around the leg.
She heaved up a long sigh before continuing to make her way towards the others. The faster they got whatever they were doing over with, the better it is for her health or her chances of living through another day. As the wind blew through the field, more unpleasant smell of decaying flesh or spilled blood rafted up into her nose. That didn’t bother her anymore then the fact that she was still even in such a chaotic battle was dying, unable to escape the deadly disease given to her by a cruel unfair god. Yes, even now she was still thinking of herself.
Grasping hold of her weapon even tighter, she had a bad feeling that if she wasn’t to get to Matthias side, then truly her life will be over. Rushing now she made a run towards him, only to get a glimpse of Alcibie’s pained face and an arrow through her. Gasping for a start, she lost her footing and somewhere between the tripping, she ended up on her back facing the cloudy sky. Remembering what she saw, Jya quickly got back up and instead of going towards safety, she made a dash for Alcibie.
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Post by Alan on Dec 20, 2008 6:50:06 GMT -6
Grimbold, who after delivering Matthias and his companions to the battle field had been trying to locate his master finally recognized the most productive source of panic-stricken enemies for what it was and hastily flew toward it.
Alan was currently killing a path from his position toward Alcibie and her guardians but he wasn't advancing very fast. As he thrust into the face of another spearuser it partly broke against his helmet. Sighing he left it there and threw another.
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Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
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Post by Night on Jan 8, 2009 23:27:46 GMT -6
Night turned to see an arrow sticking through Alcibies shoulder. Suddenly, he found himself angrier than he'd ever been. And to make it worse, some guy decided to try and get in his way. "YOU THINK TAKE ME!?!" Night shouted. "YOUR GUNNA NEED A WHOLE $%&*ING ARMY TO TAKE ME DOWN!" With that, he swung his sword, and it rang against the soldiers blade. "YOU LIKE THAT!? YOU WANT MORE!?! OK!" He shouted as he swung and swung and swung, the poor swordsman trying to block every hit. Finally, he kicked the poor man in the groin, then slammed the edge of his blade into the b*st*rds skull. "ANYONE ELSE!?! COME ON, I'LL SEND YOU ALL STRAIGHT TO THE $%ING RESSURECTION!" He howled.
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