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Nov 3, 2008 16:23:01 GMT -6
Post by Kenshin on Nov 3, 2008 16:23:01 GMT -6
A beacon of light starts to fade as a horse on it's hind legs falls to the ground not moving along it's limp rider laying where the center of the beacon was moments ago. A faded man slowly becoming visible rapids appears only feet away from the now fallen nomad. Two men coming to slow halt both in complete amazement of what they just saw. One blond haired and the red haired men were both speechless, they just saw one of their allies die and somebody appear from nowhere.
Hargus was within a speedy strike away yet Kenshin couldn't move a muscle. Something he never imagined took over his body at this moment, it was fear. The new man started to speak, refering to him as somebody looking simliar to Hanon. Kenshin knew nobody of that name, other then the legendary heroin.
With that memory still burned into his mind Kenshin couldn't help to clinch his fist in anger. The last time he had tried an assault it ended in the loss of a life of somebody that Kenshin called a friend. Everybody that had to deal with the situation was getting jumpy and it all was tense. Hargus knew with one of his puppets left he'll be the next target, he broke his alliance with Bern and the attack on that country by a dragon due to him. If Aerious showed up at the same time as they made their attack it can get ugly and fast.
He didn't want to make the same mistake as before, with a stick in hand he drew a picture in the dirt, a square being the castle with lines where the door is. 'X' were all over representing two man squads of the Bern soldiers and 'O' for where they can be located. Lines leading from the X to the square were made, less numbers made sooner they would be sent in. With the O's with the most number of lines. Hopefully his plan would work.
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Nov 3, 2008 16:23:08 GMT -6
Post by Alan on Nov 3, 2008 16:23:08 GMT -6
'What the crap is taking so long?' Alan yelled at the cleric. Not waiting for an answer, he got off his wyvern and approached the two. Realising that the boy wasn't part of their company, Alan unsheated his Steel Sword.
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
Posts: 258
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Nov 3, 2008 21:12:38 GMT -6
Post by Alcibie on Nov 3, 2008 21:12:38 GMT -6
The cleric stared blatantly forward at the guy in front of her. “…” The healer was quick to grab the glove off her unmarred hand and reached forward checking the mercenary’s temperature. Then she looked at his eyes and grabbed his arm moving it up and down. She even tapped at his neck and felt his pulse. “Well…you certainly do not appear to be sick.”
The girl smiled drawing back her gloved hand and back handed the mercenary into next week.
Turning promptly on her heals she slipped her glove back on and approached Alan. “Don’t worry about him. He’s a forgetful Mercenary suffering from Chronic Amnesia…or at least I think he is…” Alcibie stated walking past the war ready Wyvern Lord. “The Church I served fell under bandit attack. The commander of the troop he serves came to our rescue. Beyond that obviously he is worthless. Just do not kill him. I would feel something horrible if I let you do that.” Alcibie said grabbing her side keeping the smile plastered on her face. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him. I am going to kill him.
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Nov 3, 2008 21:32:11 GMT -6
Post by Jya on Nov 3, 2008 21:32:11 GMT -6
Jya followed along like a good girl, even though her sides still burned like someone just made her swallow fire. She really didn't wish to stand in the world alone, like before she had learned her thievery skills. Sometime during her following Alcibie, she managed to wonder into the forest alone and somehow managed to get herself into more trouble. She yelped, before facing some sort of feline animal face to face. Oh this was only the beginning, more eyes began to pop up. Whimpering only slightly, she rushed from what she thought was the way back.
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Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
Posts: 140
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Nov 3, 2008 23:09:11 GMT -6
Post by Night on Nov 3, 2008 23:09:11 GMT -6
Night blinked. "How the h*ll did you know I have-" Then he stopped. Church? The Commander? What clergy knew his old band so intimately? Then it hit him. "Alice..." he commented, mostly to himself. "Alice..."
"JUST KILL ME!!!" the young mercenary screamed. "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, BOSS, IF YAH GOTTA HEART, JUST KILL ME!"
"Shut up!" the Commander barked. If he weren't carrying the boy, he woulda punched him. "D*mn it, kid, your too young to go dying on me yet! What about yer future? I'll be d*mned if I let you give it up!" He scowled as he reached the church doors. "Hey! One of yah, out here! We got an injured! Hurry up, for Gods sake!" ----------- "Hey.." the mercenary greeted, approaching the purple haired cleric. "The Boss says your the one who healed me up. Thanks." He grinned. "My names Night. Whats yers?" ----------- "I'm sorry Alice.." he said, turning away from her. "But I'm just a mercenary. I live for battle, and one day I'll die in battle. You deserve a better life than that..Its better if you just forgot I ever existed.
"Alice...What the h*ll are you doing out here?" he demanded. "For Gods sake, please don't tell me you went off looking for me when I told you not too. Please tell me that you randomly woke up here for unexplained reasons!"
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Nov 3, 2008 23:14:38 GMT -6
Post by Matthias on Nov 3, 2008 23:14:38 GMT -6
Matthias had been spending most of the conversation clinging to Grimbold with his eyes closed. In his experience, that was the only safe way to fly. Wyverns had a tendency to do all kinds of things they had no business doing. And Alan should be leading the way, so Matthias didn't have to fake paying attention.
He'd noticed their landing, but hadn't heard any guards or anything. Just one lone man arguing with Alcibie, something that Matthias could relate to.
"The hell? Is that more f**kin' cannon fod-err, more people for our band of f**kin' idio-err, heroes?" Matthias asked. He'd peeked open one eye, studying the mercenary. Apparently he and Alcibie were arguing, but Matthias didn't really think they had the time for that. Hence his loud interruption. "Y'know, if you want to bring your boy toy along, just f**kin' say so, an' we'll throw him behind Alan and get moving again."
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Post by Alan on Nov 4, 2008 1:03:30 GMT -6
'Hey you! Will you friggin' stop scream and leave. We are in a hurry.' Alan followed Alcibie back to the wyverns.
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
Posts: 258
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Nov 6, 2008 21:37:20 GMT -6
Post by Alcibie on Nov 6, 2008 21:37:20 GMT -6
"You're right, let's get out of here." Alcibie said turning to Alan and racing off.
(You know Alcibie shouldn't be posting when...)
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Nov 7, 2008 14:13:05 GMT -6
Post by Alan on Nov 7, 2008 14:13:05 GMT -6
After a lot of bickering, insulting and death threat the group eventually took off. First came Alan now carrying Night behind him, Matthias, Jya and Alcibie on Grimbold and the rear Meladie with Yaen. With everyone soaring through the sky, and without needing to worry about evading air patrols Alan speedily led them to the capital.
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Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
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Nov 7, 2008 18:04:47 GMT -6
Post by Night on Nov 7, 2008 18:04:47 GMT -6
Night blinked as he was somehow swept up into the air. "What the-Hey, put me down!" he demanded. He then looked down. "Ok, don't put me down, don't put me down!" he shouted, quickly changing his mind. How had THIS happened!!?
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Nov 10, 2008 22:13:39 GMT -6
Post by Matthias on Nov 10, 2008 22:13:39 GMT -6
Again, Matthias simply clung to the wyvern, glad that he could do what he wanted instead of pretending to be leading the merry little band. He trusted Alan to lead them to the Bern castle, as the surly wyvern lord was supposed to know the way. This whole thing still sounded suspicious to Matthias, but he certainly wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Not until it looked like it had fangs, anyway.
So Matthias clung to Grimbold for what felt like an eternity, trusting Alan's sense of direction. Since they were on wyverns and had the blessing of Bern, they weren't accosted. It still took some time, but soon enough, the castle loomed in the distance.
OoC: hope no one minds me trying to speed things up. I was waiting for someone else to move it...
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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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Nov 11, 2008 13:00:46 GMT -6
Post by Yaen on Nov 11, 2008 13:00:46 GMT -6
Yaen held tight, praying for dear life. What was he doing here? He could barely stand half the time, what was he doing, off to fight in something he barely understood, other than the fact that it was extremely dangerous? Why!?! "..Why don't...my legs work..." he muttered to himself. He'd always had problems walking. Ever since he broke his legs when he was little. And now he knew he was going to die, but it was too late to get off now.
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Nov 11, 2008 15:38:23 GMT -6
Post by Alan on Nov 11, 2008 15:38:23 GMT -6
Confident that he was the only one that felt comfortable during the entire flight he set his wyvern in an extra sharp landding, Grimbold following suit.
With the air of a man finally welcomed home he got off his wyvern oblivious to every soldier in the large courtyard of the castle glaring at the now all but acquitted renegade.
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Nov 16, 2008 14:35:26 GMT -6
Post by Matthias on Nov 16, 2008 14:35:26 GMT -6
Matthias nearly stumbled off Grimbold, thankful to have his feet back on something solid. He immediately fell to the ground and began passionately kissing the solid stone.
Once he'd properly embarrassed himself, Matthias sprang back to his feet and strolled over to stand next to Alan. Adjusting his weapons, he spoke to his comrade in arms, "You know, I think they don't f**king like you very much. What'd you do, eat a d**m baby in front of them? Hell, man, this is supposed to be your home turf."
Matthias wearily eyed the soldiers, again adjusting his bow.
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Nov 16, 2008 15:42:29 GMT -6
Post by Alan on Nov 16, 2008 15:42:29 GMT -6
'How should I put this...' Alan mused with a smirk. 'Well you see, there were a lot more of these guys before I came into the picture.' Feeling he said enough he walked over to the nearest guard. 'Me and my friend were told that a friend of ours is staying here. He's got red hair, frowns all the time and he doesn't wash. And top it of, he looks like from up north (meaning Sacae). Have you seen him?' After the soldier found that looking pissed doesn't work on the traitor he answered. 'Your Sacean friend already left for the bandit hide-out.'
Alan walked back to Matthias. 'Yeah Kenshin already left, guess they don't like him either.'
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