Morgoth Animus
Shaman
DEAD
"Save the world? You know not what you say."
Posts: 155
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Post by Morgoth Animus on Jul 6, 2010 7:11:27 GMT -6
Morgoth watched as things unfolded. It seemed an archer had helped them. He continued his spell, even thought the beast's were running. He said the last words and sent an orb after them, a large 'wumph' as it hit.
Well, it seems that's over with, Morgoth thought, unfourtunatly. He looked at the guy on the ground. What now? Guess I should try and take him to the cave.
Morgoth slipped his tome inside his pocket. And then the fact that he was drenched occured to him. I lost myself in that battle. I gotta quit doing that. It'll be okay latter, but one of these day's it's gonna be friendly fire. Then what?
Morgoth turned to the man on the ground. Grabbing his arm, Morgoth then began to walk toward the cave. Except he didn't move. Morgoth tugged and tugged, and then fell face first into the mud. He jumped up, mad and sputtering. Whipping the mud from his face, he began to think.
After a moment a grin appeared on his face. He took out his tome and walked over to a tree. Morgoth skimmed his for a couple of seconds before lokking back at the tree. I haven't done this one in a while. Here goes nothing!
A thin blade of darkness began to materialize as Morgoth spoke. It floated over to the tree. Now to begin. The blade came down and began slicing a chunk of wood and bark. After about a minute, it hit the ground. Now, to get him on it.
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Yaen
Swordmaster
Prince of Blades Mad Swordsman
Now let's play the Song of Swords.
Posts: 305
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Profession: Vagabond
Affinity: Thunder
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Post by Yaen on Jul 6, 2010 14:33:16 GMT -6
((It's three swords now, I have a Wyrmslayer on my back, but I forgive you.))
Yaen couldn't believe it. At first, he didn't believe it. But the truth was right infront of him. "Wein!" he shouted back, running over to meet the archer at the bottom of the foothill. "So you got out too!" he exclaimed, clapping Wein on the shoulder. "Thats great! Wyatt and Aaron got out as well, though I don't know where Wyatt got to." Nevertheless, Yaen was pleased to see the familiar face. He had a big goofy grin, and was laughing near incontrollably. "Gah, but I'm too excited to think straight. Wein, this is Valcrist." he gestured to the boy. "Valcrist, this is Wein."
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
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Post by Fargo on Jul 6, 2010 17:14:52 GMT -6
I, like, gotta get up... I'm not gonna just lie here, not knowing if my friend is dead or not.
Fargo began the process of lifting himself up. He did not care if he was disorientated or not. The bowman needed to find his companion. What kind of person would he be if he simply let Joseph die? For all he knew, the pirate may already be dead. But Fargo had to be sure for himself. These people, whoever they were, probably didn't know what he was trying to tell them.
With great effort, Fargo pushed at the ground with his elbows. Of all four of his limbs, his arms were to two that pained him the least. Shakily, the young archer rose an inch, then fell back down. He was just too weak, and had no more strength to use. The archer began speaking to himself aloud.
"God... I... Joseph... I'm sorry, I... just... can't... help... Aaahhh..."
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Arturia
The "Before" years
[M:0]
My path is guided by light...
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Post by Arturia on Jul 6, 2010 18:01:54 GMT -6
Arturia closed her eyes. The warmness emitted from the fire ease the cold from her body. After got herself wet in rain, it was very nice to dry her body with a fire. She almost fell asleep when she heard a sound behind her.
"God... I... Joseph... I'm sorry, I... just... can't... help... Aaahhh..." A young man with green hair was here, it looked like he was in pain. Back then, Arturia didn't notice him lying behind her because she was too tired.
She took her staff and moved closer to the man. She wasn't sure if he was injured, sick, or else, but she knew she couldn't leave him alone. Her hand hold her staff, a light emitting from it and the man's body began to blink. She chanted a holy spell which she learnt in church. A healing spell.
She finished the spell and fell to the ground, she was damn tired. After ran away from assassins and wolves, she barely could keep herself awake. She tried to get up and leaned to the wall. Her hand touch her forehead. "Oh no!" She got a fever. Yes, for a girl who never met this kind of situation, it was a new experience. It wasn't weird if she got sick after what happened today.
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Post by Valcrist on Jul 6, 2010 18:05:17 GMT -6
Valcrist heard his master talking to someone else, so he slowly walked in the direction of his voice. He sounded friendly enough, and from a cursory look the man seemed to be an archer of some sort. The bow kinda gave it away like that. The novice nodded his head with a small smile, "A pleasure to meet you Sir Wein."
He then turned to look at his teacher, hesitating for a second. "Yaen... Can you help me carry this man back to camp?" Valcrist was by no means strong enough to do it his self, and he couldn't believe that the shaman was either. Maybe their third friend, but he seems to be preoccupied with.... something else. Something to do with a bear, he wasn't paying attention.
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jul 6, 2010 18:11:55 GMT -6
Chelsea noticed the archer that had been brought in before was moving around a lot. He seemed to be muttering too. Was he ok? She saw the new blonde lady who had just got brought in do some kind of spell thing to him, probably a healing one if she had to guess due to the way his cuts seemed to just disappear. Still even though he was healed, the orange-haired archer didn't like the fact that he seemed to be looking for someone. It was upsetting. Summoning up some of the strength she had gained back, she made her way over to her fellow archer. She crouched down next to him. "Are you alright? Do you need any help?"
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
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Post by Fargo on Jul 7, 2010 0:34:02 GMT -6
The young bowman suddenly felt a new sensation throughout his body. This new experience was a good one, and gave a healing vibe on his insides. Fargo did not how this new sensation occurred, but he was grateful for whatever it was. This new rejuvenating feeling somewhat brought back his vision, as he could now focus with more ease.
Then, the archer heard a young lady's voice call out to him. He looked to where the voice came from, and saw the blurred image of a woman. Even without any good details (due to his vision) she had nice features upon her face, which gave her a kind expression. That or she always had the look on her face. Either way, however, her voice gave a signal of concerned to the green-haired bowman. Was it her that... healed me?
The young archer decided to attempt to speak back, though he wasn't sure if he would be clear or not. Fargo didn't want to sound like a buffoon, but he couldn't help it. "Like... hey-, ahh... My names, uhh... Fargo. Yeah... Ohhh, my legs..." Even with the healing touch, the soreness in his thighs still remained.
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Wein Lowell
Sniper
The Noble Arrow
If you're a glory hound, then I'm king of the glory hounds
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Post by Wein Lowell on Jul 7, 2010 1:38:28 GMT -6
Wein returned the Sacaen swordsman's greeting with a grin as he clapped Yaen on the shoulder in kind. "It's good to see you, Yaen," said Wein happily, despite the downpour around them. "I could have sworn you roasted alive back in the forest." He gave Yaen a once over. "I'm glad to see that's not the case." Wein looked over the swordsman's shoulder. "Aaron is here too. Fancy that, I just split with him up days ago."
The Ostian paused as Yaen introduced the blond haired boy, who apparently went by the name Valcrist. Odd name. The swordsboy didn't look Sacaen, thought Wein guessed that he was Yaen's new pupil or something. "Pleasure to meet you as well, Valcrist," replied the archer as the blond haired boy greeted him.
Wein watched as the blond haired healer waved her staff over the wounded archer. "Fargo" by the sound of his groggy greeting. "Well now that everyone's alright, I'd say we get our rears in that cave. I'm not going to lie, I'm sick of the rain," said Wein. "We can introduce ourselves once we're dried off." The Ostian bowman walked over to Fargo and extended a hand. The guy still looked pretty cruddy even after the healer's once over with the staff. "I know what it's like to be a gimp with a bow. Not fun. Let me help you up."
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jul 7, 2010 16:08:34 GMT -6
Chelsea looked up at the new man who offered to help the green-haired boy, Fargo, up. She didn't know who he was, but he seemed to be another archer. Their ranks were really starting to grow. She gave the boy a small smile and extended a hand for him to grab on with his other hand. She figured her combined with the new man would be able to help him up, no matter how hurt he was. Then they could find his friend. Speaking of friend, why weren't Kelvin and Val back yet...?
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
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Post by Fargo on Jul 7, 2010 16:19:29 GMT -6
"I know what it's like to be a gimp with a bow. Not fun. Let me help you up."
This sudden voice surprised the young bowman. He didn't even see the guy come in. Whoa... where'd he come from...? Fargo saw his outstretched arm. His hand was reaching out to the green-haired archer. Fargo had no idea what exactly to do. He felt so weak, and was not exactly sure how standing would be.
He then saw the other woman. She had such a kind smile, and she did the same thing as the newcomer. From what Fargo could understand, he was supposed to take each of their hands. It was weird, with the new surroundings and people. The young archer wished he could see at least one familiar face. If he could just find his pirate friend, then things would be easier on the bowman.
Shakily, Fargo lifted his arms towards the other two hands reaching out to him. He could see the hands with greater clarity, now that his vision was really returning. And that was all thanks to the odd yet good sensation. Fargo, wanting to know what had previously happened, asked in a weak voice, "So... Like, who did that... healing thing? Was it... like... you?" He was directing the question to the girl who was smiling down upon him.
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jul 7, 2010 16:52:42 GMT -6
Chelsea shook her head, then brushed some hair out of her eyes. "No, I'm an archer like you. The one who healed you is that blonde-haired girl over by the fire. I don't think she's feeling too well, so she's resting." She gave a look over towards the girl. Was she really a healer? Because that would be helpful to have. She then turned back to Fargo. "My name's Chelsea." She smiled again. She grabbed onto his hand and started to help him up, holding as tight as she could, which wasn't very tight right now, and pulling him to his feet. "How are you legs holding up?"
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Yaen
Swordmaster
Prince of Blades Mad Swordsman
Now let's play the Song of Swords.
Posts: 305
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Profession: Vagabond
Affinity: Thunder
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Post by Yaen on Jul 7, 2010 17:03:01 GMT -6
((Weins ability to move overlong distances aside....))
Yaen nodded to Valcrist."Allright, lets get him on that thing." he said, pointing to the makeshift streatcher Morgoth had fashioned. "I'll get his legs, you get his arms. Now, on the count of three. One. Two. Three!" With a light groan, he hefted up part of the pirate. "He's a big fellow." Yaen commented through gritted teeth as they hobbled him over to the stretcher and set him down.
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
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Post by Fargo on Jul 7, 2010 21:23:48 GMT -6
As Fargo was lifted up, he could feel the pressure of his own weight on his legs. They felt so sore, and there was a good reason why. He had ran for a long period of time, with no rest. Fargo was trying to think about how long his trek with Joseph had been, even with the harsh feeling vibrating through his legs. Owww... Man, like, that hurts. We must've been running for, like, an hour with those things on us...
Another epiphany struck the young bowman. What were those things? They looked like wolves, but that was simply impossible. They had seemingly boundless energy, and the weirdest eyes. Fargo had caught a glimpse of one in the pouring rain. It seemed like they had no fur. At least, it seemed like that. Was he simply dillusional?
With a sudden worried look on his face, the archer went on to another concern of his. "So, like, Chelsae, what were those things? We were runnin' like-... Ohhh..." The pain in his legs caught up to him, and he almost fell back down on the ground. Fargo really was not in the best condition, and he knew this.
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Post by Chelsea Dagger on Jul 8, 2010 0:36:46 GMT -6
Chelsea was able to catch Fargo before he could fall. "Whoa!" She moved under his arm so she could try and support his weight. She knew it wouldn't last for long, but she could hold him up for maybe a few minutes. "Those wolf-like things?" She asked, getting back to his question. "I really don't know. We fought something like those a little while ago, but I never really found out what they were." She paused. Now that she thought about it, it scared her that she had no idea what those things were. Were they worse than the ones that had fought before? What if Kelvin was hurt...
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Arturia
The "Before" years
[M:0]
My path is guided by light...
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Post by Arturia on Jul 8, 2010 5:03:01 GMT -6
She leaned to the wall. She felt her body hot because of her fever. As she tried to sleep, the green-haired man was trying to stand up. He got help from the orange haired-woman and a newcomer. It seemed he wasn't fully recover yet.
"Hey, you should rest. I do heal you but you still need rest." She stood up and walked toward them slowly. Her vision wasn't clear and her leg was trembling but she managed to get closer to them. "Your wound didn't fully healed just by my healing spell, you need rest," she said. But, he had stood up already with help from those two peoples.
As she heard they telling each other's names, she then remembered, she hasn't introduce herself to this peoples. "I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Arturia Garland, you can call me whatever you want. And, thank you for saving my life." She bowed to them.
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