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Post by Rayl Torien on Nov 1, 2008 18:57:41 GMT -6
A smirk came on Rayl's face, as he readied his spear," I knew you guys would say that. After we break through the main force and breeze through the commoners, we will have to split up and most likely have to flee Etruria...As for how we break through: The manakete will break through first, followed by myself and someone else, and then the rest of you. I've already scouted out the area, so It shouldn't be too hard to get back to the gate...your decision of course Wylie and Crow." And so he mounted up onto his horse, and faced the entryway," Alright then: Ready when you guys are. Anyone need a ride?" yes this was mostly directed to Sireace, but oh well.
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Crowley
Mercenary
The Magnificent Renowned Drunk
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Post by Crowley on Nov 2, 2008 3:43:10 GMT -6
Crowley winked at Wylie. He looked decisive yet somewhat sad. It could be the end. There were probably dozens of soldiers out there. Elite ones, too. He sighed, tried to tigthen his scarf that no longer was there. Looked up at the sky, got his sword out and walked towards the door. He then looked back.
"We won't be able to leave the city. Gates do close and aren't destroyed as easily as this door..." He touched the wood and he could hear the soldiers from the Herald breathing on the other side.
"We'll be doing it this way. I go for the Herald. The Dragon distracts them and makes sure you guys get out alive. The rest of you, run. I'll get him. Don't worry. I'll be fine."
He showed a faint smile and gently pushed the door open. A few metres away from him stood the Herald. Rallying his people, smiling. The Herald turned around and pointed at Crowley.
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The Herald
Herald
Voice of the Heavens Tyrannical Mouthpiece
"PEACE THROUGH WAR."
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Post by The Herald on Nov 2, 2008 3:48:44 GMT -6
The Herald pointed at the man who was standing in the doorway. He looked unhealthy and kind of sad. The Herald grinned. This was his moment.
"PEOPLE OF ETRURIA! THE HERETICS HAVE REVEALED THEMSELVES! WE MUST DESTROY THEM! SOLDIERS, ADVANCE!"
All of the sudden all the soldiers came alive, some of them burst through windows and went searching for the traitors in the house, others tried to go through the main entrance, where this mercenary was standing. By now, there were about hunderd soldiers. Only twenty of them were inexperienced. They laughed at the pathetic armour of the mercenary and they could already taste the victory. On them moment they were about to stab the man when he threw his hands in the air.
"I surrender."
The soldiers hesistated and looked at the Herald. He nodded.
"TAKE HIS WEAPONS. LET HIM KNEEL. BRING THE REST."
Four soldiers pushed the man to the ground, the rest resumed their attack.
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Crowley
Mercenary
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Post by Crowley on Nov 2, 2008 3:51:29 GMT -6
Crowley was smiling on the inside. He had one chance, and he would use it. He just needed to hope that dragon boy was about to blow all these guards away. It was a huge risk, but perhaps it could be worth it. Rayl and Wylie, they would have to get the others out of here. He might make it, he thought. Just one little stab in the neck and then make a run for it. He looked back and could see Rayl standing in the hallway. He winked. By now they should've figured out he had a plan.
"Oh, c'mon, let dragon boy do this. C'mon." He whispered.
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Crowley
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Post by Crowley on Nov 3, 2008 4:46:06 GMT -6
Aeros seemed to have gotten the mesage. That or dozens of soldiers storming towards him, just pissed him off. He changed into dragon form, tearing down the roof above the hallway and let out a mighty roar. The Herald stopped talking and for a brief moment there was only silence, the only thing you could hear was the clanking of armour, the wind and the sound of arrows travelling through the air. And then chaos, total pandemonium ensued. The crowd that had gathered ran away, only the bravest stayed, but tried to find a safe place in inns and houses. The Herald pointed and immediately a few arrows and fire balls were fired, this time aimed at the dragon. It did little or no damage; Aeros roared once again, freeing himself from the bricks and wood and attacked.
Crowley grinned; his guards were distracted and he rammed one to the ground, immediately he ran for the Herald. crap, he should've waited longer, his bodyguard had noticed him. Halfway the run he avoided an arrow and a spear, jumped over a crying lady and raised the small dagger he had in his hand. Too late. Two swords hit him in the chest, he fell down and the only thing he could think about was, "Buggrit, I should've got laid last night."
Meanwhile Aeros was clearing one street. From the other streets soldiers were still pouring in, but this one seemed kinda clear. Except for a dozen elites or so blocking the way. Aeros burned one to ashes but he suddenly felt a jab in his belly. He looked, only to see a man in full armour trying to get his spear back from between the dragon scales. It didn't take long or this man got thrown into a wall, falling down with a lot of noise. He looked back and saw Crowley on the ground. He wanted to go save him, but all of the sudden soldiers were swarming around him.
They needed to flee, now.
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Sireace
The "Before" years
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Post by Sireace on Nov 3, 2008 10:01:41 GMT -6
(woah..i can't even leave for a day...O.O) Sireace quickly moved out with the others, she moved up onto Rayl's house. "Thanks." She said, she glanced about, blowing pale lock of hair out of her face. She couldn't help but smiling a little bit, out of context this would be haliarious. Unfortuently they were in context however. She muttered a swear word under her breath;Sireace normaly tried not to use so many infectives when speaking, but it was getting harder and harder not to.
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Post by Rayl Torien on Nov 3, 2008 17:21:38 GMT -6
(Not when we are rushing for the end, we can't... -.-; )
Rayl was about to follow orders, when he then watched, almost as if in slow motion, as Crowley was felled, and...well, He had the urge to charge into the fray, but instead looked to Sireace briefly, as then silently rode off. Crowley's sacrifice there would not be in vain, as his horse leaped right on over an enemy soldier missing a leg due to a certain dragon, as Rayl suddenly felt a sharp sting in his side, as ONCE again he was slashed by a sword...and worse...he never had been healed by Wylie, as the cavalier retaliated by puncturing the soldier's chest with a jab of his lance
With this, he had his horse quicken it's pace, dodging around soldiers and fleeing citizens while tearing down the winding roads. Once he saw guards trying to close the gates to block their escape, as one man in particular stood in the way with axe at the ready. Rayl hastily drew his sword, his horse was now in full gallop, and for a brief moment it seemed like the animal flew right on over the soldier's head, the man had been stupid enough not to duck and got a horseshoe to the face.
They were out, but they wouldn't be able to wait for the others for too long, lest the two were shot down by arrows... "...do you have a...vulnerary I could use...before I bleed...to death?" oddly enough, the was some humor in his voice, maybe he was trying to reassure her that he was alright, or maybe he was reassuring himself...who knows?
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Post by Richter Abend on Nov 3, 2008 19:44:21 GMT -6
Richter watched as Aeros brought on the punishment. Having a dragon on your team was quite handy, though it didn't change his opinion much about them. For all he knew, Aeros could turn on him at any minute. Oh well, now was not the time to think about that.
Richter fell in behind Aeros, blocking blows as he went. A soldier came from his left and tried to stab Richter. Richter dodged the blow and brought down his sword, cleaving the soldier's head in two. Another soldier came up in his blind spot and thrust his spear, leaving an open wound on Richter's arm. "Dammit, I liked this jacket." He kicked the soldier in the knee, then grabbed onto Aeros's tail. The dragon's tail, flailing around in the pandemonium, ripped Richter out of a mass of soldiers, and Richter let go on a relatively empty patch of street.
Richter scanned, looking for the others, when he saw Crowley charge the Herald, only to be impaled and killed. Richter swore, but couldn't bring himself to feel much remorse. Such was the life they lived. A soldier behind him cut at Richter's sword arm, leaving a cut, while Richter responded in kind, but sliced the soldiers arm clean off. The soldier crumpled to the ground and Richter impaled him through the face.
He looked over to a house to see Rayl and Sireace disappear down a winding road. He was all alone in a sea of enemies. Richter wasn't sure if he'd ever been in a tighter spot. "Can't die here," he said to himself. He looked back at the house, wondering the fate of Tobias and Darius, before shaking his head and dashing after Rayl as fast as he could. He wasn't going to kill himself to save those two, he'd leave them with the dragon.
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Aeros
Manakete
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Post by Aeros on Nov 4, 2008 8:19:23 GMT -6
Something tells me this wasn't the plan, Aeros thought, continuing to clear more soldiers. It was an insane melee out here, complete with objects flying everywhere, and he barely noticed anything, nothing but the soldier in front of him, and the next, and the next, and the next... The ground next to him was hit by a lightning bolt. Great, thunder mages. Can this get any better? A larger bolt hit behind him. An Arcthunder. Me and my big mouth. Nothing the soldiers did stopped him, they hadn't even hurt him much yet. But with thunder mages...he needed to get out of there. Fast. He blasted back several more soldiers, sent the mages running for cover on the rooftops to give him a moment's peace, and, picking up Crowley from next to the Herald, took off after the others, his job done.
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Sireace
The "Before" years
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Post by Sireace on Nov 4, 2008 10:11:00 GMT -6
Sireace was tempered to jump off Rayl's horse and see what could be done abou Crowley. Leaving him in battle like that..her entire code of honnor went agenst that. She pushed it out of her mind, focusing on Rayl's injured leg. "Yeah! I think so.." She said, focusing only on the task at hand, she sheath her sword and pulled out a Vulnerary. "Here.." She said, she glanced at him, was it just her or did she jut imagine the humor in his voice. She cocked her head and smiled slightly, "That would be bad. I don't think i could steer your horse very well if you passed out.." She said, she turned a regretful glance back, angry burned in her eyes. She sighed, turning back to Rayl, she absent mindedly brushed a few locks of hairs out of her face.
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Post by Richter Abend on Nov 4, 2008 12:22:49 GMT -6
"Crap, I'm not going to make it!" cried Richter as he saw the gates close in front of him. A large man with an axe was lying on the ground in front of the locked doors, with a group of soldiers tending to him. Richter scanned, looking for a way out of this death trap city. Looking to the left of the gate, he saw a guard tower. That was as good an option as any. Dashing towards the tower, he slipped by the soldiers in the chaos an into the guard tower.
"Hey you, traitor!"cried a guard once Richter was inside. The guard fired an arrow at Richter, sticking into his shoulder. Not bothering to pull it out, Richter decapitated the guard and ran to the top of the tower where three more guards awaited him. "Damn..."
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Post by Rayl Torien on Nov 4, 2008 16:55:55 GMT -6
Rayl frowned, before looking back to the now closed gate, then took a swig of the Vulnerary, and used some on his wound (which by the way hurt ALOT), before handing it back to her ( -1 use), before dismounting to let his horse graze for a moment. They were safe for now, but Rayl still wanted to rush back in and save Crow if he was still alive, before putting a hand on Sireace's shoulder,"...Knowing Crowley, he's probably pulling through for the sole hope having that last beer...he'll make it. So will the others. For now we have to keep a short distance from the gate, hopefully the others ones will be open." once again, he was trying to comfort her, what with the expression that had been on her face.
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Post by Richter Abend on Nov 4, 2008 17:09:59 GMT -6
One of the guards rushed Richter cutting his shoulder. Richter winced and ducked to the side, only to be charged by the other two guards. Ducking out of the way Richter tripped one of the soldiers. One other soldier redoubled back on Richter. Looking around, Richter saw a rope lying on the ground. He grabbed the rope, then dodged out of the way of another soldier's attack. Richter then tied the rope into a noose and put the noose around one soldier's neck. "With all that armor on, you should be heavier than me," he said. "Ugh, what are you doing?" replied the soldier in strangled voice. Richter grinned, then winced in pain from all the cuts and wounds he had taken.
"Getting out of here." Richter dashed towards the window, holding one end of the rope in his hand and jumped out. The soldier choked as the noose tightened around his neck, and was dragged over to the wall, where he stopped. There was a loud crack as his neck snapped.
Richter hung down from the rope, about 8 feet off the ground. He would have preferred closer, but he could feel the noose slipping. Clutching the rough stone wall as well as he could, Richter let go of the rope and slid down to the ground, landing on his rear. Wheezing with pain, Richter ripped out a vulnerary and rubbed it on his wounds.
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Sireace
The "Before" years
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Post by Sireace on Nov 4, 2008 20:54:11 GMT -6
Sireace gave Rayl her slightyl crooked smile, "I don't dout it." She said, her shoulder relaxing slightly, showing that she had overcome her pervious emotion. Her smile broaded to a slight smile to a full one as she nodded to Rayl, "Thanks." She said, for what she was grateful for, she wasn't quiet sure..but yet..somehow it seemed right. Her quick eyes noted on the guards now swarming the gate..and then Ritcher. "Woah! Ritcher might need some help...." She said, then shrugged slightly. "Oh then again we may want to stay out of his way...."
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Post by Richter Abend on Nov 4, 2008 21:14:11 GMT -6
The vulnerary felt good on Richter's wounds, but he didn't want to waste it so he only rubbed it on the really bad cuts. Standing up, Richter strode over to Rayl and Sireace. "Well than was fun," he said, as he took a cloth out of a pocket in his jacket and wiped the blood off of his sword. He held up the sword, letting the light glint off of it. Satisfied, he put the cloth away and sheathed his sword. "So the psycho, the healer, the mage, and the dragon are still inside." He brushed some dust off of his shoulder. "Looks like Crowley bit it though. Pity, he was a good fighter."
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