Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 18, 2015 20:07:55 GMT -8
Roxanne chuckles as she watches the man throw a rock at the kobold.
"I hope it does. I can't stand people who think they can sing. I don't mind singing, as long as it's good."
She gives Zaltos an odd look.
"Do I know you? You look familiar."
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Norman Persson
Established
The rhyming lizard is back, yo!
Roleplay posts: 36
Age: Way old
Physical Description: An old lizardkin, with worn yellow scales and a weary stare.
Clothes and Equipment: Covers himself with a blue cloak made of fine cloth. Carries a spellbook that bears evil marks and wards. Supports his bent posture with a walking stick that is just a long stick.
Registered: Oct 9, 2015 11:03:41 GMT -8
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Post by Norman Persson on Oct 20, 2015 11:44:20 GMT -8
The rock hit Norman in the face, causing him to stagger backwards. He didn't seem to sensor any pain, as his spell continued as an uninterrupted stream. Finally, Norman raised his hand, and as he did, a wall of spikes shot out from the ground, blocking their path. The spikes were the same colour as the gravel under their feet, and they were tilted towards them in a nearly vertical manner. Norman continued chanting, now angrier than before.
"Leave fools, leave! Let us be!
Leave fools, leave! Can't you see!?
Your quest bears no meaning!
Your minds are still not seeing!
Leave, LEAVE before he sees!"
Norman ended his taunting verse with a hiss, sticking out his forked tongue.
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Oct 20, 2015 14:24:37 GMT -8
Zaltos picked up another rock, this one a little bigger. He would take and throw it again at the chanting person. It wasn't much, but a baseball sized rock would hurt most anyone in some way.
Then he watched the spikes rise from the ground like a wall. There was a good chance he would smash this wall with his sword or shield.
"You turn back now or you'll be dinner!", Zaltos shouted to the oncoming lizard thing.
He then spoke to Roxanne, "I am the Pharaoh of The Phoenix State, so it is quite possible you know me."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 20, 2015 14:35:34 GMT -8
Roxanne reaches out and grabs his hand, stopping him from throwing the rock.
"Lizards don't taste good. Enough with the rocks, it's bad for the landscape."
She grins when he tells her who he is, and lets go.
"Oh, the Pharaoh? Does that mean you get to wear that silly hat and everything?"
She chuckles.
"And what are you doing all the way up here?"
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Norman Persson
Established
The rhyming lizard is back, yo!
Roleplay posts: 36
Age: Way old
Physical Description: An old lizardkin, with worn yellow scales and a weary stare.
Clothes and Equipment: Covers himself with a blue cloak made of fine cloth. Carries a spellbook that bears evil marks and wards. Supports his bent posture with a walking stick that is just a long stick.
Registered: Oct 9, 2015 11:03:41 GMT -8
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Post by Norman Persson on Oct 21, 2015 7:40:52 GMT -8
The "lizard-man" didn't take kindly to the stranger's words. His expression darkened, as he did a waving motion with his arm, that ended in a vertical swipe. More spikes shot from the ground, this time closer to the group. Norman's chanting got louder and more screeching.
"Back! Back! Unless you want to get stung!
Leave! Leave! Don't be here! Leave!" If he wasn't cold-blooded, a bead of cold sweat would likely be falling down his brow. How could these humans chat so leisurely when they were literally walking the same ground where The Dark Lord himself once treaded? His eyes were twitching between the two, and could feel himself even more insignificant now. He felt like crying but shouted instead.
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Orgath
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Physical Description: This wraith is covered in tattered black cloth. It has a black leather vest with various pouches and ornaments. A hood is pulled over the head of the wraith, concealing its face.
It generally appears an archer dressed for practical field work, long stays in the wilderness and extensive travel.
Across its back is a black shortbow, by its hip rests a quiver and a sword.
Registered: Sept 22, 2015 14:44:17 GMT -8
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Post by Orgath on Oct 21, 2015 9:42:49 GMT -8
Further up the trail, a few hundred feet behind Norman a figure approached. Orgath could hear the two parties interacting, their shouts echoing off the walls of the numerous mountains towering above the path. Not many were foolish enough to enter the pass, but those that were rested eternally in the dark below the path. One misstep here and you'd find yourself plummeting into the unknown, light could not hope to penetrate the depths of the ravine beneath.
Orgath carried a longbow, it was taller than him. This bow could deliver an arrow from hundreds upon hundreds of yards, and it did it with enough force to drop a bull. Orgath pulled a black arrow from his quiver, the tip broad and jagged. These arrows weren't ordinary, not only were they massive but they were of an unholy nature. To be struck by an arrow of this sort wouldn't mean death, it would provide the victim with a much grimmer fate.
Orgath notched an arrow, raising the bow to aim as he pulled the string back. Unfortunately for the intruders, the first ranger of Gomrâth wasn't know for his ability to miss.
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Oct 21, 2015 18:56:54 GMT -8
Zaltos looked at the woman and stuck his tongue out. He'd jerk his arm from her and aim again. When he seen the second rise of spikes, he decided to finish out his throw. Passin between the spikes, the rock was aimed for the lizard mans chest.
When he released the rock he raised his shield towards the spikes, "No, I wear a helm. My power was established through battle, not riches... We're here to beat up bad guys and piss off what we don't. Now i've got something to say back to that thing that's chanting."
"My fires going to sting your ass before it burns it. Now go away, we have stuff to do." He shouted towards the lizard man as he studied the spikes sticking up from the ground that blocked their paths.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 21, 2015 19:02:27 GMT -8
"Hmm. I thought Pharaohs wore that silly hat. Ah well. Maybe that's clerics or something. So what are you doing here?"
Roxanne turns to look at the lizard, who appears to be summoning spikes.
"What's up with him?"
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Oct 21, 2015 19:12:53 GMT -8
"Speaking of fighting bad guys..." Suddenly the air thickened and electric bolts of mana sparkled off of Jun's body. "Psionic Art: Bone-crushing-" There was a bright flash of light and Jun suddenly disappeared. In an instant she would appear crouched down on the other side of Norman's person, facing the mysterious archer.
"-HAMMER!" She thrust her arms forward. A horse-sized, translucent mass of purple energy, shaped like a cylinder, would careen towards Orgath at the speed of sound. Any arrows in mid-flight would get shattered into splinters if it struck the near-invisible mass. If there was any question as to what would happen to an enemy struck by the spell, one need only consult its namesake.
She'd turn back. "Hey, lizard guy! If you're really just trying to protect us, help us fight your enemies! We might be the best chance of freeing you from this wretched land!"
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Orgath
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Physical Description: This wraith is covered in tattered black cloth. It has a black leather vest with various pouches and ornaments. A hood is pulled over the head of the wraith, concealing its face.
It generally appears an archer dressed for practical field work, long stays in the wilderness and extensive travel.
Across its back is a black shortbow, by its hip rests a quiver and a sword.
Registered: Sept 22, 2015 14:44:17 GMT -8
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Post by Orgath on Oct 21, 2015 19:40:21 GMT -8
Orgath had been taking his sweet time aiming, the arrow he had intended to fire at the group was a signal meant for the many patrols roaming the mountains on either side. It had taken less than ten minutes for a sizable force to travel up into the pass, position themselves and wait. Orgath guarded Arnhem, and under his command were no less than five hundred orcs and dozens of other unspeakable horrors.
Now that plan was foiled, he had not expected the sorceress to see him from that far away. Orgath didn't fire, he was struck by the spell just before letting the arrow fly. A nasty thump sounded out in the area, and Orgath was thrown fifty feet back, landing violently in the dirt. The blast had kicked up a considerable amount of dust, but to Jun's horror she'd find Orgath appearing from the clouds of dust, casually walking towards the group. His bow was still in his hand, he seemed completely unharmed apart from the filth that now covered most of his garments. Suddenly Orgath stopped dead in his tracks, his bow resting by his side as if he didn't have the slightest intend of using it. The dark from behind the hood set its empty gaze upon Jun, and stared in silence.
"You are a fool" A calm voice rang out in the pass, echoing off the walls of the mountains. The voice was booming and vicious, it was much louder than any sound a human could hope to produce.
"Slay them all"
The sound of hundreds upon hundreds of arrows being fired from the passes above rang out in sweet symphony. The intruders had but only a few seconds before the pass would be littered with arrows. A shield would do the trick, but even then arrows were coming from all sides, leaving little options for the intruders but to think quickly and produce a miracle.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Oct 21, 2015 20:02:35 GMT -8
Jun immediately regretted teleporting. It was meant to be a show of force, but the mana cost was great and it'd be at least a few seconds before she could do it again. Otherwise she could have saved the entire party with her magic.
Not one to give up easily however, she immediately pulled out a scroll from her bandoleer. She had a limited number of these scrolls, but each one had been charged with mana in her spare time so that she could cast an emergency spell. She thrust the scroll forward with one hand, causing it to release.
"I got your top! Protect your flanks!"
A psionic wall materialized out of thin air just a few feet above the party. It was like icy glass, but with a violet shimmer. The wall would block arrows coming from an upward angle, but it wouldn't stop the arrows coming in at a lower angle. She prayed her teammates would figure out a way to block the rest.
As for her and lizard man, in the same motion she had used to cast the scroll, she had also lunged forward towards him. Desperately she tried to use her free hand to cast another shield, this time bubble shaped, around them.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 21, 2015 20:10:10 GMT -8
Roxanne sees the shield above them and dives behind the stone spikes.
"WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT IDIOT DECIDED IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO SHOOT AT ME?! I AM GOING TO PERSONALLY THROW YOU OFF A CLIFF INTO A POOL OF LAVA, BUT NOT BEFORE SHOVING YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BOW UP YOUR ASS! BITCH!"
Her voice echoes around the mountain pass like an opera hall. Mountains have good acoustics, it seems. She draws her own bow, and returns fire. However, she only gets a couple of shots off before having to duck back behind the spikes.
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Doobie du Shoobie
Dedicated
The Premier Stand Master!
Roleplay posts: 397
Age: 18
Physical Description: He's a Kobold with green scales and long hair that has recently turned platinum colour.
Clothes and Equipment: Blue Mage Robes with gold trim and the Heroes Guild cape draped over one shoulder.
Allegiances: Heroes Guild, Jun of the Celadine
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: May 28, 2015 14:51:50 GMT -8
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Post by Doobie du Shoobie on Oct 21, 2015 20:49:16 GMT -8
Doobie yelps and scampers to the nearby cover of the spikes, leaping and sliding on his belly to cover the last bit of ground. He gets some dust in his mouth from the slide and coughs. "Yechh!"
Doobie scoots up against the spikes, his small stature allowed him to take more advantage from the cover as there was less body to conceal. "Silence yourself White-haired woman! I must concentrate!"
The Kobold prepared his body and spirit for a spell, tapping into his mana pool.
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Norman Persson
Established
The rhyming lizard is back, yo!
Roleplay posts: 36
Age: Way old
Physical Description: An old lizardkin, with worn yellow scales and a weary stare.
Clothes and Equipment: Covers himself with a blue cloak made of fine cloth. Carries a spellbook that bears evil marks and wards. Supports his bent posture with a walking stick that is just a long stick.
Registered: Oct 9, 2015 11:03:41 GMT -8
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Post by Norman Persson on Oct 22, 2015 11:20:23 GMT -8
The rock hit Norman square in the chest. The old man's ribcage was crushed. The bones inside hhis brittle body snapped and pierced his lungs. At this moment, his chanting stopped.
N- No! NO!
A flash of pain pierced Normans body, causing him to fall to the ground, helpless. He twitched involuntary on the earth, as every pain he had experienced came back to him, all at once. Every cut limb, every burn, every cut.
During his episode, Norman's hood came off, revealing the terror in his eyes and mouth desperately grasping for air. He tried to continue his prayer, but there was no air he could produce words with. When Jun appeared next to him, the pain was too terrible for him to register what was happening around him
Gods, please! I'm sorry! Forgive me!
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Oct 22, 2015 16:11:45 GMT -8
"Don't worry lizard guy, I gotcha." Jun added when she how badly injured her new friend was. She concluded the poor creature, whatever he was, was just trying to warn them away. He had the ability to create earth spikes. Had he really wanted to kill them, he could have simply raised spikes right beneath their feet and thrown them all into the steep drop below. Instead he simply tried to block their path.
She felt very guilty, and slightly mad at Zaltos, whose wisdom should have taught him better.
Assuming the party found a way to survive the volley, Jun would take a few seconds to cast a healing spell on Norman before returning her attention to the battle. Her shields would remain in place a little longer.
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Oct 22, 2015 18:30:14 GMT -8
"Fuck man... A bad guy looking for help from the gods, a girl who has a heart, and now a barrage of damn arrows. Pfft...", Zaltos mumbled to himself as he raised his shield to the sky and took a knee.
The arrows would burn to a crisp as they came in contact with the shield. As the arrows stopped, he stood up and looked at the triangle of arrows around him. He would chuckle a bit before checking the others.
Seeing Jun with the lizard guy who was still down, all while being the front line. Zaltos would become serious, his combat minded side coming out.
"Doobie, watch our backs. If you see any coming down or behind us, blast their ass. If they fire again, burn the arrows. If it moves, cook their ass. Do not move in a straight line, move in no pattern.", he more or less ordered Doobie.
Zaltos would take his shield and hit the spikes with it. The spikes would shatter from the mighty shield bash. The shattered spike pieces would lay on the ground steaming, as if it had been in a fire. With the shield being enchanted it not only had the power of Zaltos behind it, but it would also absorb the energy being released from the connection and shattering of the spike and redirecting it in a continuous strike until the energy was out.
Zaltos then walked through the hot rocks and to the downed lizard man. He would look at Jun for a moment. Normally he would let the thing die, but it seemed she might want him to live.
"This really sucks. We got an army of orcs, a enemy officer of some kind, and this guy. What's so special about it that we should keep him? He prays to thr gods for help, let them help him." He spoke to Jun before turning to the kobold thing, "As for you, those gods can't help you. They laugh at you like any mortal. You should pray to those here that can help, those that can heal your body and save your life."
He would lift his head up and look ahead. He used his peripheral vision while looking at an enemy. It was a tight situation here and time was of the essence, so much to plan for all while planning for the next second.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Oct 22, 2015 18:43:32 GMT -8
"I can show mercy to whoever I want, Zaltos!" Now that everyone had survived the assault, it was time to go on the offense. Jun hadn't forgotten that after her singing she had absorbed a bit of fire energy into her body, making herself closer to being one with fire. Training with Zaltos had its uses. Her next fire spell would be stronger than normal.
As she reprimanded Zaltos, her eyes lit up with a bright scarlet. There was a whirring sound like a jet engine around her and her chains gave off more sparks. She turned towards Orgath, both her palms facing towards him.
"Cover me."
The heat her body was giving off was palpable. More alarming was the bright sphere of energy gathering between her palms.
She cried out. "Orcs! Call off your attack or I turn your commander into ash!"
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Orgath
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Physical Description: This wraith is covered in tattered black cloth. It has a black leather vest with various pouches and ornaments. A hood is pulled over the head of the wraith, concealing its face.
It generally appears an archer dressed for practical field work, long stays in the wilderness and extensive travel.
Across its back is a black shortbow, by its hip rests a quiver and a sword.
Registered: Sept 22, 2015 14:44:17 GMT -8
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Post by Orgath on Oct 22, 2015 19:02:13 GMT -8
The hundreds of orcs were not just firing a single volley, they were contentiously firing at will, this resulted in a constant rain of arrows. If the intruders did not have a way to keep out the arrows, they'd eventually die. Jun's yelling was insignificant to the orcs, they were not hers to command.
Orgath raised his hand nonchalant, and the lethal drizzle soon ended. Orgath stood in silence there for a second, amused by the chaotic nature of their defense. "You trespass grounds that are not yours to tread, leave now" his voice was a dry whisper, yet loud enough for everyone present to hear.
Orgath let his bow slip gently from his scaled gauntlets, it colliding with the dirt with a thump. He calmly walked towards Jun, and the sphere of energy forming between her palms. He was a massive figure, standing at roughly seven feet. As Orgath approached, the intruders would find the air getting unnervingly cold. Orgath stopped an arms length from Jun's sphere of energy, the dark from behind his hood fixed directly on the tiny sorceress. A human of regular emotional capacity would feel fear once in the presence of Orgath. The groups display of power however had long convinced Orgath that these strangers weren't entirely ordinary, so he was well prepared that he'd probably have to show them the door himself.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 22, 2015 19:21:21 GMT -8
As the arrows stop falling, Roxanne looks up from where she was hiding.
"So...that was just a warning? Seems rough..."
She stutters as Orgath approaches. What is with this man? Is he even a man, or some kind of creature? Why does everything feel so cold all of a sudden, so...scary? She draws her sword from its sheath and holds it loosely, waiting to see what happens.
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Oct 22, 2015 20:02:52 GMT -8
The cold air didn't bother her. Her grandmother had worked with demons and dark energies before. Jun herself was well versed in some forms of dark magic.
Jun turned to Norman. "Lizard guy, don't think. Don't talk. Just make a really, really good wall of earth behind me." She hoped he'd been healed sufficiently. If not, then Zaltos could deal with the flames with his shield. However, that might leave him too distracted to deal with the arrows, which meant it would be up to Doobie...
It was at this point that Orgath would be upon her. She was still surprised that he would walk up to her just like that. She couldn't understand why, unless the being was somehow immune to fire or magic. Luckily there were ways of dealing with such things. She hoped her plan would work.
"You know, this thing is getting really heavy. Hold it for a second!" She thrust her arms forwards slightly and fired, but she aimed downward so that even if Orgoth dodged the blast would still hit something. If it hit either the ground or Orgoth, it would immediately destabilize and erupt into a massive, rapidly expanding fireball. The bomb was based on acetylene gas, magically sealed in stasis in her palms. The blueish white flames would bathe anything within 15 meters of the epicenter in a 5000 degree Fahrenheit heat.
In that split second Jun would disappear in an electric blue flash.
Since it had been several seconds since Jun last teleported, she had managed to save up enough mana to do it again. If Norman created the earth wall, she'd appear just behind it with Zaltos and him.
This was only part one of her plan to deal with Orgath. Orgath's response would determine if part two was necessary.
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