Burt
Fighter
DEAD
Posts: 82
Sacae Fame: -2
Profession: Arum Thrall
OoC Alias: Burtorega
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Post by Burt on Aug 4, 2014 7:49:43 GMT -6
"How can they be so cruel", spoke Liror. As he spoke Burt could not help but think of his own family. The Orange family has been known for its violence. Some of Bern's greatest soldiers have come from his blood line, but also some of Bern's most dastardly Bandits as well. Violence was in their nature and because of that Burt could understand how the bandits thought. Your strength gave you the right to take what you want. The Strong survive and the weak die. That is the law of nature and the law that all bandits follow. They felt they could do as they please because they were strong. They believed that might makes right, but Burt was going to show them. That the might of justice.
"Go ahead and move into your position Liror. "By the time you finish your work I will be ready to rush out and attack the stragglers. Vin", spoke Burt shortening the lads name. "Don't rush out until after I have. I want the stragglers attention on me so you can get a couple of good shots in right off the back." With those words said Burt moved to the other side of the cap and waited for Liror to set the tails of the mounts on fire.
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Post by Vincent on Aug 4, 2014 12:57:22 GMT -6
Vincent nodded in agreement to Burt. Looking ahead he breathed deeply awaiting the signal from Liror.
As Liror went to work they could hear more from the bandits. The man who spoke was different from the others. His armor was far more elegant and thicker. He must have been their leader thought Vincent.
"The Ten Riders is over as of tonight. " he announced. "It seems out haul was something else. Magic. One of our own attempted to wield the lance but..." He looked confused and desperate. "He burst into flames to moment he tried to use it. I don't know what these things are but from now on we are nine. The burns were too severe."
The remaining riders all stopped chatting and took a moment removing their helms and hats to mourn their fallen. In an instant Vincent saw them go from monsters to men. It shook his resolve. Even criminals were still people. But what came next restored his resolve and made his doubts disappear.
"But life moves on and we will carry out his will. That means an increase in raids! Recruiting more members! The towns will fear us! We will become a ruling force in this region! Who's with me!?" Cheers. Thunderous cheers and banging of shields. They truly were despicable.
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Liror
Priest
"I don't make friends because I care too much for anyone else to die."
Posts: 26
Affinity: Light
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Post by Liror on Aug 4, 2014 13:48:06 GMT -6
As Liror covered the stall in oil he released the horses and then took out out a match and lit the stall on fire within a few seconds the stall was a blaze and the horses were running off into the darkness of the forest. A couple of men chased after the horse leaving only about 4 in the camp including the captain.
As Liror was making his way back to the group he tripped over a branch hidden in the darkness with a loud "Oomph" the rest of the bandits in the camp saw Liror and pulled out there weapons, Liror went wide eyed and got up but before he could get away he was surrounded by 3 bandits with the leader only staring at Liror
Liror mouthed "Run" to his two partners who were still hidden in darkness not yet being seen.
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Burt
Fighter
DEAD
Posts: 82
Sacae Fame: -2
Profession: Arum Thrall
OoC Alias: Burtorega
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Post by Burt on Aug 4, 2014 18:30:59 GMT -6
Suddenly the most chilling roar could be heard in the forest. Burt let out a mighty battle cry that grabbed the attention of the three brigands. The fighter rushed out the bushes like a madman charging toward them. With his iron battle axe in had he swung down at the first brigand with the furry of a god.
"What the heck", spoke the man as he barely had time to raise his sword in defense. Burt's assault was blocked, but the blow knocked the man down onto his back. The second bandit rushed in and stabbed forward. His blade was intercepted by Burt's iron battle axe. The fighter swing had the sound of wind behind it. The bandits could hear the air cutting through the air as he swung it with all of his might. Fearing the possibility of being hit by the weapon the bandit canceled his assault and ducked. He dodged the axe by a hair, but Burt's miss threw him off balance. Seeing a opening the third brigand rushed in and slashed the fighter across his left shoulder from behind. Luckly for Burt the wound was not too deep, but first blood belonged to the brigands.
"Filthy brigand", spoke Burt as he swung his axe at the man. The bandit jumped back dodging the bow. Now the first bandit was already standing again and the second had regained his bearings. Everyone's attention was on Burt. Just as the fighter wanted it to be.
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Post by Vincent on Aug 4, 2014 18:44:00 GMT -6
Vincent debated his course of action. Fear had gripped him. He watched as Burt fearlessly fought three of the bandits in a frenzied rage. He was like a hero out of the old tales. He couldn't stand by and let Burt get killed but at the same time he wouldn't stand a chance in the fight. The world grew dark and his vision tunneled. He made a terrible mistake volunteering to do this.
"I dunno who the hell you are, but you're gonna bite it." The fourth brigand their leader let the smaller men deal with Burt while he was to deal with Liror.
How cowardly Vincent thought. To harm the unarmed priest. Wait a minute. They still didn't know he was there and the captain's back was turned to him. Vincent made his choice. he wouldn't let Liror be struck down. Charging silently he rushed in from behind and just as the killing stroke was to rain down Vincent plunged his blade deep into the commander's back.
"Ugh ah!" the rider looked down to see the tip protrude from his chest.
The feeling and sound made Vincent sick. He knew he had just killed this man. He tried to pull his blade back but it was so deep into the man it was stuck. Another rider noticed and broke from Burt. Swinging at Vincent he made a clean swing against his stomach. Vincent fell back from the force of the blow clutching his stomach. He was bleeding and it didn't look good. The bandit smugly turned moments before an axe came cleaving down into his skull. Two riders left.
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Liror
Priest
"I don't make friends because I care too much for anyone else to die."
Posts: 26
Affinity: Light
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Post by Liror on Aug 4, 2014 19:56:44 GMT -6
Recovering from his shock and near death Liror noticed two bandits were dead a normal soldier and their commander, Liror also noticed Vincent on the ground with a stomach gash and Burt with a smaller shoulder wound, Noticing Vincent with a larger wound he ran over to him pulling out his staff.
Magic pulsing through him he saw the staff glow and Vincent's wounds start to heal, when he was finished he helped Vincent to his feet and pulled his sword out of the commander and handed it back to Vincent he nodded to Vincent with a smirk signaling to him they can do this.
Looking towards Burt he picked up a stone and threw it at a Brigand about to slash Burt's side grabbing his attention.
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Burt
Fighter
DEAD
Posts: 82
Sacae Fame: -2
Profession: Arum Thrall
OoC Alias: Burtorega
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Post by Burt on Aug 4, 2014 20:19:57 GMT -6
"Boss", spoke one of the bandit's as he turned his attention from Bert. He moved to attack the young Vin, a action Burt would not allow. Burt gripped his axe tightly and swung at the the other two bandits. The attack was shallow and had no real power behind it, but the motion was enough to make the two of them jump backwards out of caution. Taking the moment Burt turned around and pursued the bandit moving toward the young swordsmen. Burt was a bit too late to aid the young lad as he took a wound across his stomach. However But was in time to prevent the brigand from taking the killing blow. With one strong swing Burt cleaved his axe down the middle of the man's head. It was a foolish move for Burt as he now left his back open for the other two.
As the brigand's swung their blades Burt moved to intercept. The fighter was able to block the first strike with the shaft of his axe, but the second Brigand had moved to the side and was preparing to stab Burt right in the ribs. However a rock entered into the battlefield and slammed straight into the man's eye.
"Good lord my eye", he shouted. This was the moment Burt needed. The fighter pushed back against the rider. He ignored the pain radiating from the wound he received on his shoulder and pushed forward. The fighter began to push the rider back till he toppled over a nearby stone and fell to the ground.
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Post by Vincent on Aug 4, 2014 20:37:59 GMT -6
"Liror, run!" Vincent shouted as he leaped in front of the still standing bandit. Vincent took a swing to which the bandit parried with a flick of his wrist. Vincent was heavily outmatched but winning wasn't his aim. So long as he could buy the others enough time it would be enough.
"Who are you people anyway?!" Vincent's bandit asked before knocking Vincent over and leaping at Burt. The blade was aimed to come down upon his neck if he should succeed.
"Behind you!" he shouted as the stroke fell. Fearing the worst he closed his eyes and did not dare to open them.
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Liror
Priest
"I don't make friends because I care too much for anyone else to die."
Posts: 26
Affinity: Light
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Post by Liror on Aug 4, 2014 21:17:54 GMT -6
Before the blade could hit Vincent Liror slammed himself into the bandit sending himself and the bandit flying, the bandit landed hitting his head on a rock while Liror got the sharp end of the sword, literally, the blade sliced through his side leaving a small hole in his hip.
Liror pulled the sword out trying to stand but without succession his vision was starting to blur, he was losing a lot of blood fast and his staff knocked away from him. he wasn't sure if he would be able to make it out of this one.
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Burt
Fighter
DEAD
Posts: 82
Sacae Fame: -2
Profession: Arum Thrall
OoC Alias: Burtorega
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Post by Burt on Aug 6, 2014 7:10:34 GMT -6
Look out, the words wrung through the air. Burt quickly turned only to see Liror knocking the bandit off his course, but taking a sword to the gut. "Liror", shouted Burt as he rushed forward. He did not go to the priest, but rather moved to eliminate the bandit as soon as possible. There were two targets left. The bandit he had knocked down only a moment ago and the one Liror knocked off his course. Quickly Burt swung his axe bringing it down on the bandit on the ground. Blood splattered the ground in a eerie patter as the fighter brought the man's life to an end. However Burt did not have time to celebrate, nor look after his friend. The bandit he had tumbled over earlier was back up and ready for action. He charged at Burt swinging his sword at the fighter.
"Come on", spoke Burt as he swung his axe to make the man back up. "Vin take care of Liror", he shouted as he began to do battle with the last of the bandits.
"Your going to pay for killing the boss", shouted the man as he stabbed forward with his sword. Burt side stepped the blow, but the skilled swordsmen quickly turned his wrist and shifted his stab into a slicing motion. The blade slashed across Burt's chest leaving a bleeding gash across it.
"Dang", spoke Burt as he touched the wound. A sharp pain radiated from it, but the pain did not weaken the fighters resolve. It only strengthen it. Every inch of pain Burt felt he converted it into anger and that anger into strength.
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Post by Vincent on Aug 6, 2014 18:59:07 GMT -6
"Vin take care of Liror," the large fighter shouted.
"Right," was Vincent's reply. He rushed in to do anything he could to save Liror. Diving to his side he elevated his body. The wound was grave with no feasible way of healing him. In desperation Vincent grabbed Liror's heal staff and attempted to wield it himself but to no avail. "Hang in there Liror." Desperation overtook him. "Somebody!!! Anybody!!! We need help!!!"
The remaining bandit sneered and mocked the boy dodging a blow saying, "No one is going to help you. Yous is dead mate!" The bandit jumped back and refocused his efforts on Burt. He was a tough opponent to say the least but he had the edge, he had a sword. "So long as we're fighting in this setup you can't touch me."
Suddenly in the dark of the forest ahead Vincent could see a faint light. What was that? Liror's wound began to heal. The damage was grave however and Vincent was worried it would be too late. Regardless he looked at the light as it faded away in awe and shouted, "Thank you! Thank you!"
The bandit spared a glance thinking the boy had gone mad and was nearly hit for it. "I've had enough of this game." The bandit was tiring. He was ready to end Burt then finish the other two.
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Liror
Priest
"I don't make friends because I care too much for anyone else to die."
Posts: 26
Affinity: Light
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Post by Liror on Aug 6, 2014 19:37:25 GMT -6
Liror opened his eyes and everything came back to him, saving Vincent, the wound, the bandits, everything. Liror felt his side and there was nothing there not pain, no blood, only his clothes were torn just a little but other than that it was like nothing happend.
"Vincent? what happened?" before Vincent had time to respond he looked over and saw Burt who was obviously injured fighting off the last bandit "Hold on Burt i'm coming!"
While Burt and the bandit locked weapons Liror ran over as fast as he could go and pulled out his staff, Liror then healed Burt as best as he could which was hard since him and the bandit were still dueling. "Sorry this is all I can do for you." Liror backed away from the fight as fast as he could.
"Vincent hurry and help Burt out i'll collect the treasure the bandits stole." Liror said as he ran to find the stolen goods.
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Burt
Fighter
DEAD
Posts: 82
Sacae Fame: -2
Profession: Arum Thrall
OoC Alias: Burtorega
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Post by Burt on Aug 6, 2014 20:14:05 GMT -6
"Liror stay here", shouted Burt as the healer attempted to move. The fighter had a idea and it would require that he use his own blood. The swordsmen was right. As of now he had the advantage and there was very little Burt could do to win. Instead of trying to out speed him Burt decided he would out power the man. However the soldiers speed was clearly a problem. For every swing Burt could make he could jump back and counter it with a stab of his own.
The fighter took a deep breath and charged forward toward the bandit. He swung at the man and as he expected the man dodged the blow. Seeing a opportunity the man stabbed forward. Burt, being as crazy as a fighter can get, did not move to dodge it. Instead he made sure the blade stabbed clean into his flesh. The fighter had moved his body pierced his lower abdomen, but did not pierce any of his vial organs. The moment the pain shot into Burt's body the fighter grabbed the wrist of the bandit. A wolfish grin crossed his face as he pulled up his axe and swung it down onto the bandits head. The blade split open the man's skull leaving his sword in Burt's side and the fighter standing above his corpse.
"I need healing", spoke Burt as he fell to his knees.
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Post by Vincent on Aug 6, 2014 20:42:08 GMT -6
"Burt!!!" Vincent cried out. One after another the three of them had almost thrown their lives away in order to win, each time the wounds getting graver and graver. Now Burt had taken the deepest of all in order to defeat the final bandit. "Come on, glowing light, where are you!?" Vincent looked into the forest searching desperately.
"Liror! You need to save him." It wasn't right for Vincent to pressure Liror, he had to be in as much of a frenzy as Vincent, but he didn't want to see anyone die. If liror could save him then the entire job would be a success. "Hey Burt, hang in there and I want to say thanks. It's because of you that we created a solid plan and your fighting that really saved us. So we're going to save you."
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Liror
Priest
"I don't make friends because I care too much for anyone else to die."
Posts: 26
Affinity: Light
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Post by Liror on Aug 6, 2014 21:47:42 GMT -6
Liror had fear spread across his face completely in shock of what had happened to Burt, he heard Vincent call out his name telling him he needed to save Burt and he was right as a priest this is his job, he has to save Burt.
Liror pulled out his staff and sat next to Burt "I'm going to save you Burt no matter the cost, I will drain myself dry if I can save you I can guarantee you that my... friend." Liror said with a smile, a smile... something I haven't done in a while, The last memory of me smiling was when my mentor found me and helped me become what I am now, I won't let Burt down or Vincent or my mentor, no one will perish while I still have breath in my lungs. Liror thought
Liror started crying His staff lit up and started healing Burt little by little the flesh was coming back together, I have to give it my all, no matter what it takes! Burt's wounds were starting to heal but Liror was starting to feel weaker and weaker, he was running out of energy and he could feel it.
When Burt's wound was completely healed Liror's staff cracked on the end and Liror smiled before passing out from exhaustion but not before muttering "Th-thank the gods... your alive" Liror heard Vincent and Burt before everything went dark.
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