Allahab Alddayim
Established
Roleplay posts: 40 
Age: Good Question
Physical Description: Allahab's most common appearance is that of a tall lean man with darkly coloured skin and darker eyes. His hair is long and black, his face covered in dark scruff. His jawline is angular his nose aquiline and his cheekbones high. There is a distinct sense of power about him and of imminent danger, partially because of the distinct smell of smoke that follows him wherever he goes. Of course, as an Ifrit he is capable of changing his appearance and his true form is that of a vaguely humanoid pillar of smoke and flame.
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Clothes and Equipment: He tends to wear desert garb of fine make, richly dyed. He tends to prefer vests and loose pants and he carries a scimitar and a handheld crossbow.
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Registered: Aug 22, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -8
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Post by Allahab Alddayim on Nov 18, 2019 15:10:32 GMT -8
Seeing Tala run away Allahab grins, he knew she was not fleeing the fight just looking for a better place to attack from. The woman hadn't struck him as a coward. The reason he grins is that he is now free to let his magic run wild, just a little. As he lopes of the head of another undead and deflects another bolt he reaches out with his senses plunging into the fires.
Tala would feel the ground shack and there is a giant whoomph of hot air as the camp suddenly erupts as though something explosive had just caught alight. In truth, he'd done the simplest trick he had, fed a bit of his own magic into the flame but it was more than enough to cause the camp to start burning in earnest. Catching more than a few of the undead and a couple of the still-living bandits in the flames. The necromancer though, was nowhere to be seen.
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Nov 18, 2019 16:12:34 GMT -8
Drenched in sweat and not just from the heat of the flames, Tala continued mowing down whomsoever dared to enter her range. Wielding such a heavy greatsword was not as simple as it appeared; every muscle burned and strained from the unbelievable strength it took to do so. Developing a rhythm, maintaining perfect balance, and keeping it swinging with a fool-proof defense for such long periods was more draining than anyone could know.
The ground trembled as the fire erupted, flames ferociously licking the night sky, smog rising to engulf the crescent moon. Terrified, men began to flee into the woods. She coughed, and coughed, not having realized how much smoke she had inhaled during the fight. If dawn were upon them, they would now have some difficulty being able to tell with the red sky. The dead and the living were becoming scarce, and Tala decided it would be best to find Allahad. She approached him from behind, cautiously looking around for the enemy.
"Looks like you scared most of them off," she gasped, trying to catch her breath, voice horse, "where is the necromancer?"
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Allahab Alddayim
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: Good Question
Physical Description: Allahab's most common appearance is that of a tall lean man with darkly coloured skin and darker eyes. His hair is long and black, his face covered in dark scruff. His jawline is angular his nose aquiline and his cheekbones high. There is a distinct sense of power about him and of imminent danger, partially because of the distinct smell of smoke that follows him wherever he goes. Of course, as an Ifrit he is capable of changing his appearance and his true form is that of a vaguely humanoid pillar of smoke and flame.
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Clothes and Equipment: He tends to wear desert garb of fine make, richly dyed. He tends to prefer vests and loose pants and he carries a scimitar and a handheld crossbow.
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Registered: Aug 22, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -8
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Post by Allahab Alddayim on Nov 18, 2019 16:32:13 GMT -8
"It was the eruption that scared them off," Allahab says with a deep chuckle as he continues to mop up what remained of the undead. "I am just fortunate to have had someone between me and it when it happened." Which was true enough. He was not prone to sharing his nature as an ifrit casually, even to those who might be a friend. After all, he was a species of djinn which meant under the right circumstances he could grant a wish something that could drive even a friend mad with desire.
"As for our friend. I do not know, they appear to have vanished with the rest." His gaze sweeps out looking for survivors but the heat from the fire was blocking his ability to see the flames of life within others.
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Nov 18, 2019 16:42:06 GMT -8
Winded and teary-eyed, Tala dropped down to one knee, using the sword for support. She hacked, gagged, then vomited what little contents remained in her stomach. Shuddering, she did not try to force herself back on her feet, for she was sure to fall, and decided to focus on slowly breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth. "We have to find him," her voice was low, and trembled with rage, "if we let him get away, he'll only keep at it. I can't let that happen. I can't."
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Allahab Alddayim
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: Good Question
Physical Description: Allahab's most common appearance is that of a tall lean man with darkly coloured skin and darker eyes. His hair is long and black, his face covered in dark scruff. His jawline is angular his nose aquiline and his cheekbones high. There is a distinct sense of power about him and of imminent danger, partially because of the distinct smell of smoke that follows him wherever he goes. Of course, as an Ifrit he is capable of changing his appearance and his true form is that of a vaguely humanoid pillar of smoke and flame.
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Clothes and Equipment: He tends to wear desert garb of fine make, richly dyed. He tends to prefer vests and loose pants and he carries a scimitar and a handheld crossbow.
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Registered: Aug 22, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -8
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Post by Allahab Alddayim on Nov 18, 2019 16:55:16 GMT -8
"You can barely stand. I think you should take some time to recover." Reaching down he offers her his hand. "Come, you'll not get back to your feet this close to the fire, the smoke will steal your breath." He gives her what aid she will accept as he carts her towards the edge of the clearing that had once been a bandit camp. He was more composed than her but just as dirty, soot and blood covering his once colourful garb.
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Nov 18, 2019 17:37:26 GMT -8
Tala almost hesitated to take his hand, if only due to surprise over the kindness of a near stranger, but calmed as she slipped hers into his and felt the warmth of his skin. As they moved off to the side they were able to fully take in the damage they had dealt to the bandit camp, together, and she chuckled. "I almost can't believe we did all of this," she said softly. She was silent for a moment, not only to allow everything to sink it, but to gather her thoughts, as well. "Thank you," she looked up at him with gratitude. "You didn't have to help me, but you did. I would have surely gotten meself killed, had I come alone."
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Allahab Alddayim
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: Good Question
Physical Description: Allahab's most common appearance is that of a tall lean man with darkly coloured skin and darker eyes. His hair is long and black, his face covered in dark scruff. His jawline is angular his nose aquiline and his cheekbones high. There is a distinct sense of power about him and of imminent danger, partially because of the distinct smell of smoke that follows him wherever he goes. Of course, as an Ifrit he is capable of changing his appearance and his true form is that of a vaguely humanoid pillar of smoke and flame.
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Clothes and Equipment: He tends to wear desert garb of fine make, richly dyed. He tends to prefer vests and loose pants and he carries a scimitar and a handheld crossbow.
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Registered: Aug 22, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -8
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Post by Allahab Alddayim on Nov 19, 2019 7:16:30 GMT -8
"You are welcome." He says with a slight grin as he observes the carnage. "If these men were serving that necromancer, which seems likely, then this was work that needed doing." He says as he gestures at the camp. A few of the bodies were still moving but they fell to the ground burning soon enough. "We should get further away, that smell is horrendous." Indeed, the smell of cooking human flesh was flooding their noses and it was fit to make one's stomach roil.
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Nov 19, 2019 17:39:56 GMT -8
Tala cleared her throat and spit on the ground several times. The smell was atrocious, indeed, but the burn in her throat bothered her a bit more. She sliced the air, flinging some of the gore from the sword. Using the fabric of the already bloodied cloak, she wiped away the remainder of it, before putting it back to rest in its sheath. Tala closed her eyes, pressing her forehead to the hilt in silent prayer, thanking her spirits and ancestors for watching over them that night and keeping them safe in battle.
There had been many instances in which she could have become the victim of somebody else's blade. Even so, she couldn't get the necromancer out of her mind. Who was he, and what was his motivation for robbing and killing innocent people going through the woods? Mortal men were easier to understand when it came down to such matters. As they walked back to their horses, they could better see that the sun had indeed risen, as they could take in parts of the blue sky now that they were further away from the flames. Tala sighed, dreading the effort it would take to get back on the horse with her entire body being so sore. She wondered if her twitchy legs would bother cooperating at all. Instead, she leaned on the horse for support and made conversation.
"So, what now?" There was a faraway look in her eyes as she thought of the robed figure.
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Allahab Alddayim
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: Good Question
Physical Description: Allahab's most common appearance is that of a tall lean man with darkly coloured skin and darker eyes. His hair is long and black, his face covered in dark scruff. His jawline is angular his nose aquiline and his cheekbones high. There is a distinct sense of power about him and of imminent danger, partially because of the distinct smell of smoke that follows him wherever he goes. Of course, as an Ifrit he is capable of changing his appearance and his true form is that of a vaguely humanoid pillar of smoke and flame.
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Clothes and Equipment: He tends to wear desert garb of fine make, richly dyed. He tends to prefer vests and loose pants and he carries a scimitar and a handheld crossbow.
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Registered: Aug 22, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -8
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Post by Allahab Alddayim on Nov 20, 2019 16:33:00 GMT -8
"An excellent question."
Allahab says as the sun begins to rise over the horizon. There were many paths lain out before them and which was the right one was hard to say. That the necromancer was a blight that needed to be stopped was doubtless. While not all that practiced death magic were evil, the slaughter of innocents was never something that could be excused. The question was were they the ones to stop it?
"If we do not follow his trail now, we may lose it." Allahab says slowly. "But I still need to go back and gather my supplies and you haven't slept all night, how long will you be able to continue fighting without a rest?" Battles were exhausting and she had already fought two and with no significant break between. No matter how tough the warrior that simply wasn't tenable.
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Tala
Committed
Strider
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 32
Physical Description: Strong-willed Tala is of not of considerable height for her kin, but standing at 5’9”, is still taller than most humans. Her long black, untamable mane is dreaded and braided away from her pale face. With a towering, strong form, she has a fine athletic figure after a lifetime of hunting & fighting, with stamina great enough to be able to hike and hunt long distances over a period of days without tiring. Unforgettable watchful, icy-blue eyes that don't miss much.
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Clothes and Equipment: +Fur cloak w/ feathered hood +Face paint
+Light leather armor +Rings of Aegis (Accuracy+)
+Linen tunic and trousers +Claymore (Silver)
+Leather bracers and boots +Scimitar dagger
+Bandaged arms/wrists +Shortbow/Arrows
+Bandaged feet/ankles +Travel pack (misc.)
+Water Skin +Two books (Ask for details)
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Allegiances: The Companions (Company of Mercenaries)
Registered: Aug 6, 2019 14:02:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tala on Nov 20, 2019 19:29:42 GMT -8
"You are right," Tala smiled bitterly. The mercenary could have continued if she wanted to. She could sleep on the horse and let the animal do the walking. Allahad was still alert, and he seemed to have a knack for finding people through the thick of the woods without much effort. Yes, Tala could keep going. Mind over matter, rangers always had a way of pushing through. But what was she thinking, that she could go up against a necromancer? No, that simply wasn't possible. She had not the knowledge nor the skill to go face to face, toe to toe, against such a formidable foe. It wasn't as if she knew what Allahad was truly capable of himself. Although her instincts were telling her otherwise, perhaps that was all there was to him. Not being able to think of the last time she'd had a proper rest, the thought of it sounded too good to pass up. "Let us go back."
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Allahab Alddayim
Established
Roleplay posts: 40
Age: Good Question
Physical Description: Allahab's most common appearance is that of a tall lean man with darkly coloured skin and darker eyes. His hair is long and black, his face covered in dark scruff. His jawline is angular his nose aquiline and his cheekbones high. There is a distinct sense of power about him and of imminent danger, partially because of the distinct smell of smoke that follows him wherever he goes. Of course, as an Ifrit he is capable of changing his appearance and his true form is that of a vaguely humanoid pillar of smoke and flame.
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Clothes and Equipment: He tends to wear desert garb of fine make, richly dyed. He tends to prefer vests and loose pants and he carries a scimitar and a handheld crossbow.
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Registered: Aug 22, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -8
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Post by Allahab Alddayim on Nov 22, 2019 16:07:21 GMT -8
Allahab nods at her decision and he leads the way back to their horses. He doesn't do her the dishonour of assuming she needs his help, but he would gladly give it if requested. Once they are back in camp he offers her some dried meat and trail bread, scant fair but enough to ease any ache she may have in her belly. Then he lets her rest when she was ready they could speak of future plans.
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