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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2016 13:34:51 GMT -8
Currently, the fortress is empty, vacant. Bodies cover the way up and around the castle, massive bodies of larger beasts, ogres. They range from 12-20' tall, and the skinniest ogre (If that's a thing for them) is at least 8' wide at the stomach. A massive crater has replaced the courtyard, delving straight down to the barracks' dining hall, a good drop of 15' or so. (Open land for anyone to RP in now, no longer a quest area)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2016 15:40:55 GMT -8
The current guards patrolling the castle walls are divied up, a total of at least 25 ogres. Four of them hold the entryway, two upon each side-tower, however, they are acting quite lazy at this point, sitting down, stuffing their faces, and talking randomly.
Five more are upon the archer tower, only one standing atop it as it looks down, staring slowly around to check if there are any incoming enemies from that side. Every now and then, a mighty log with a sharpened stone the size of a boulder is hurled downwards, exploding into shrapnel wherever it landed, a satisfied nod from the ogre watchman.
Another two stand upon the highest section of the tower: The guard post. However, only one seems to be trying to look for enemies, and another is simply annoying the ogre with bad jokes and random questions. Every five minutes or so this one turns around to start arguing with the other.
The southeast sector is guarded by two ogres, who seem to have completely neglected their job to watch the other parts of the castle, backs completely turned from the guard tower. A small stairway leads up to every corner tower of the castle, but one must be careful not to let their odors out too soon, or a noise, for the ogres are quite skilled in both smelling and hearing.
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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 Mar 5, 2016 16:09:02 GMT -8
<OOC: So from here on out I'm going to assume Ying-Na's actions with Jun because it's just easier that way. Thorok says we can control any NPCs that aren't actively attacking us. However, we need to respect what the ogres are capable of. They are thick-skinned and super strong, but stupid.> Jun, Ying-Na, Vaelar Black , Tal'Moond , and Doobie du Shoobie would arrive at the lone fortress sitting on the hill. Jun led the way, riding on top of Indigo whilst being guided by the mysterious influence of Falkreath's magic. She was already in her dragon armor and helm. "Hang on, we should stop..." said Ying-Na. Her visual acuity was above average for a human and she could tell when they were getting within visual range of the ogres. Leaving behind Indigo and Blackbean (in case they needed a quick getaway), the party would sneak closer towards the tower, bunny-hopping from trees to rocky outcroppings, getting as close as they dared. Ying-Na in particular would signal to the group when they could safely advance. Finally they made it to a small cluster of trees, where they stayed hidden for the moment. Jun recoiled in disgust when she saw several skeletons, rotting with flesh, hanging from their branches. Even Resonance gave off an aura of sadness and anger at some of the smaller skeletons, some of which still had faux jewelry and tattered clothing hanging on their tiny bodies. These creatures definitely need to die, she thought.Ying-Na would tell Jun, "Ok, since our mission is to wipe out every last one, there's no particular reason to try to sneak into the fortress. I brought my longbow so I can start sniping the ones at the guard-" There was a loud crashing sound as one of their projectiles exploded at a random location. They suddenly became very aware of a large crater near the cluster of trees. It was unlikely any of them, other than maybe Tal'Moond, could survive a direct hit from one of them. "-towers... We'll set up a defensive position here and wipe out any that come our way. Since they're not very smart, that will probably be-" CRASH! Ying-Na seethed and took a deep breath as another massive log missile exploded somewhere off. "-all of them. Jun, I know you have the most firepower, but you're also the only one who can block those massive logs. Can you create two light constructs, one for defense and the other for offense?" She said this as she began to arm her longbow. Her short bow was on stand-by, holstered on her back, for when the ogres inevitably got closer. Jun nodded. "Yah, and I'll save Resonance for the largest groups. It's fitting, because Resonance would rather not kill unless it has no choice, so our opening salvos won't involve it. But once the large groups start to come, then I'll use it to obliterate them. Once we've started to draw their attention, the rest of you can cut them down with your swords and stand as they start streaming our way. It'll be like funneling fish into an irrigation trench so we can spear-" CRASH! Jun rolled her eyes. "-them. So, what do you guys think of our plan?" As she spoke, she already began to funnel mana into her hands. Sparks were flying off her chains and her scepter on her back was glowing violently. Ying-Na's longbow was ready. She could fire at a moment's notice.
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Doobie du Shoobie
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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 Mar 5, 2016 16:30:50 GMT -8
"Doobie wil go with it." Doobie responds, he will not bring out his stand until he needs to use it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2016 17:28:56 GMT -8
Highlander Tal'Moond let out a snarl every time a boulder smashed, his muscles flexing as he balled his fists to pound against his own chest once, center breast where they both landed. "Ogres claim their strength in intelligence." He muttered aloud, staring down to Jun with respecting eyes. "My blade will follow your orders, Resonance." He proudly nodded, his hand clasping the hilt of his sheathed blade, crouching down lower now after his sudden physical outburst. "Upon your plan, they will never see us coming. Shall it seen necessary to stop one of those spears, you have but to call." He stared back up to the ogre, who seemed to just chuck his spears for fun now. ".... I can take him.." He growled out, confident in his years he could handle catching such a massive item.
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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 Mar 7, 2016 16:29:41 GMT -8
<Vaelar gave me permission to skip his turn>
Jun grinned at Tal'Moond's confidence. "Hopefully it won't be necessary. Just focus on cutting them down when they make our position. Hold on, mom, let me think." Jun carefully peeked through the openings in the tree cluster to get a sense of their surroundings. She wanted to make sure their plan would work. She noted the position of the sun and any other sources of cover. "Ok... on my signal."
Ying-Na nodded and aimed her longbow at one of the ogres on the closest side tower to them. She pulled back as far as she dared, her shoulder muscles straining. The Katashiman bow had an eighty pound draw weight and could break the back of less experienced archers. As she pulled back on it, she fondly remembered how many months it took her to get good with it, and how many hours she spent practicing with it this year. It nearly deformed her shoulder to do so. The arrow would strike at about 90 meters per second. It would hit like thunder bolt (armor piercing, incredible force) and be virtually impossible to dodge, and it was trained right on the ogre's neck.
Jun had built up enough mana to create two light constructs. However, rather than just create them, she focused her mind on another source of cover, a rocky outcropping, about a dozen meters away.
"Bel, nahl kun." Two strange, glittering white objects appeared, one hidden behind the outcropping, and the other high in the sky above them. The hidden construct was a gem-shaped, hexagonal plate with sharp edges. It was about twice as tall as a full-grown man, half as wide, and a foot thick. She designed it with maximum strength and minimum mana cost in mind. The second object was a perfectly smooth, glossy orb with a curved protrusion, tapering into a point as small as a sowing needle.
Jun focused more on the sharp object. She had summoned it in the same direction as the sun, so the glare would make the object invisible to the ogres.
"Resonance, I want you to, very carefully, start drawing on my mana. Stop when you have 20% of the total." The sword would obey and begin to glow slightly. In Jun's eyes a fairy was floating about, gathering up strands of a translucent blue substance from her chest.
Now that everything was ready, Jun began to count down. "Me and mom will take out as many as we can before they see us. On the count of three... one... two... three!"
Ying-Na let loose her arrow. At the same time Jun narrowed her eyes and flung her hand forward. The sharp object careened towards the second ogre on the guard tower with speed matching the arrow. It was also aimed at the ogre's neck. If their attacks succeeded, they'd continue to strike down as many ogres as possible like this until they were spotted.
Then the real fight would begin.
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Vaelar Black
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Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
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Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
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Post by Vaelar Black on Mar 8, 2016 13:11:01 GMT -8
Vaelar nods and takes point before the team, drawing his blade and shield. If any Ogres come this way, he wants to be the first to hamstring them. The grim warnings of the hanging bodies had done naught but make him more angry. If ever he had any reason to be morally inclined against killing these creatures, it's gone now. "When we are in close combat, stay behind me, my dear Jun. I do not believe your close combat training has reached the point where you could handle an ogre on your own."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2016 13:55:11 GMT -8
The ogres easily fell for the distraction, growling in confusion as the spear-bearer marched towards the lights, grunting with a disgusting roar, salivating at its cheeks and spitting with a weak amount of breath coming out to make it hang from its lips. The spear collided with the ground nearby the light construct, making the ogre confident the being died as it suddenly disappeared. Hands to his hips and nodding, it took a moment to realize his other screaming horridly in pain.
The arrow gouged deep into the left eye of the ogre, who staggered back with two mighty feet, roaring as the white goop poured from the Ogre's eye, looking back towards where it came from with a growl. "S-STiiiiingggg!!!!" He roared out in anger, pointing blindly towards where the light construct would've been. "Shut up!! I killed him!!" Roared the second one, looking to him with annoyance, not an ounce of sympathy for the half-blinded ogre, who continued to growl and cry ugly cries. However, nothing else happened, aside from the nearest tower to start paying attention, realizing a spike flying into the sky, that happened to pass by the other ogre as he changed position for throwing his spear.
This ogre seemed much more tactical than the others, narrowing its eyes as it trailed down the path of the spike to a group of rocks. His giant, chubby hands clasped together around his mouth, shouting out, "DId you kill ittt!!!!" With confusion and curiosity, the ogre nodding his head and barking back in annoyance. "Of course I killed it!!! You should've asked Grag'Nok here!!!!!" His annoyance was heard mightily, as if belittling the others' lack of intelligence as he resumed throwing spears every now and then towards where the other spear crashed at.
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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 Mar 8, 2016 14:54:45 GMT -8
Jun seethed in anger as her spike missed the target. What rotten luck. Ying-Na was concerned when she heard the ogre scream. She knew her arrow wouldn't miss, but what she didn't expect was for the creature to survive. An eighty pound draw weight bow could kill an elephant and pierce shields. There shouldn't have been a scream. There should have been a gasp and an instant death as the arrow exploded through its eyes and out the back of its skull. But no, it survived.
"Jun... these things are tough." She carefully aimed an arrow at the second guard, and fired it. This time she was certain it would strike the jugular.
Jun growled. "I'll take the second tower." She lined up her shot and the sharp light construct flew straight at the heads of the other ogres, such as to decapitate both of them at once.
Ying-Na snickered. "These guys are morons. You know if this doesn't work we're just gonna have to charge the fortress, which I'm actually ok with by the way." She turned back to their melee force. "It'll be a waste to just snipe them all day."
Resonance continued to gain strength.
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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 Mar 8, 2016 18:57:31 GMT -8
Doobie meditated until word would come that it was time to attack.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2016 12:33:46 GMT -8
The arrow, in fact, sunk into the neck of the Ogre, now staggering and tripping over the side of the tower, shouting out a horrible, disgusting war cry as he fell out of view. However, a red fountain would be viewed as the ogre crawled up the side of the tower, pointing and roaring mightily at where the arrow came from, before losing strength and falling to the ground once more. From there ,the other ogre roared mightily, taking spears and blindly hurling them at the newfound destination.
The other orcs, however, were suffering the same issue. The smarter one of the bunch ducked just in time to feel blood splurt on his back and the comrade fall down with a rock in his skull, limp and staring at his hand piggishly, as if to have one last meal before dying. However, this one seemed to have much more intelligence, casting so much as a blue fireball, hurling it into the air with a mighty roar. It would appear to be getting bigger as it came towards them, which would be right for both right and wrong reasons. The magic fire increased in size, beginning to double every second, until it was about the size of the rubble they hid behind, coming down with a powerful noise of burning. The blind ogre leapt onto the ground and began marching towards them, feet rumbling as the giant monstrosity carried a spear to now use as a weapon, looking towards where the fireball was going to land.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2016 12:45:36 GMT -8
"Rok'Flahn!!! Look out!!" Roared out Tal'Moon, dashing to the side of the group, sprinting into the entire group and sending them out of the harm's way. However, their falls would be less as harmful compared to Tal'Moond, who sprinted to a point where he began to tumble and crash upon the ground, leaping back up as he ignored his injuries and stared to the marching ogre with a returning growl. Either way, their small bruises and bumps wouldn't accumulate to much damage.
"AHHH!!!! FROK'NOLD ARE HERE!!!" Roared out the ogre, now charging towards Tal'Moon, who tactically (Though one could call the move in fear) ran away from him, pulling out his sheathed blade to deal with this one. But how? Such creatures were hard to puncture, even for Tal'Moond. The ogre seemed to prepare another fireball to hurl at them, growling as he kept his eye on the group rather than Tal'Moond.
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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 Mar 10, 2016 23:58:25 GMT -8
As the spears soared towards them, Jun's second light construct, which had remained hidden behind the rocks, suddenly rushed forward. Being controlled by Jun's second hand, the construct deflected the minor projectiles like pebbles against a kite shield. After all, it was intended for far more powerful attacks. Jun retracted her left hand into a fist, causing the sharp offensive construct to do a 180 degree turn and fly back, with enough force to crush the base of the spear-throwing ogre's skull. The fool was distracted and wouldn't see it coming from behind. Jun squealed as Tal'Moond shoved them out of the way of the fireball. Though he saved their lives, his massive weight may as well have been an attack, and Jun lost focus of the offensive light construct (presumably after it had taken out its second target), which disappeared with a flash. The fireball came out of nowhere. The last thing she expected was for the big stupid ogres to use magic! "Thank you Tal'Moond!" With a raise of her hands she retracted her shield construct towards the party to be used defensively. Resonance by now was fully charged. It just needed the right moment to strike.
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Ying-Na's reflexes were such that she was already up by the time the magically inclined ogre was charging towards them, fireball in hand. In less than a second she had an arrow in hand, in another second she took aim, and in the third second an arrow was speeding towards the fireball-casting ogre's eye at 60 meters a second. She trusted Jun to block the fireball in case the ogre was still able to shoot. But she doubted that would be necessary. Magic required focus, and an arrow to the eye was sure to make the creature lose focus. "Let's get them!" She cried out as she already pulled another arrow from her quiver. (Ogres killed, 3/25)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2016 15:32:49 GMT -8
With the ogre falling from the light construct's impact, the other ogre raised a hand as fast as possibly, the arrow tearing through the palm of its hand and beginning to poke out the other end of it. From there, the fireball changed to an orange one, launched high into the sky as it suddenly changed direction, going down diagonally straight towards the archer.
From there, that would've been an old Ogre tactic, the other guards of the tower seen barrelling off of their posts and jumping from level to level until they were at the grade line, all marching towards the group with shield, axe, sword, and spear. The ogre in the guard post, however, was acting much differently, chanting randomly to itself as it appeared to have archer's goggles on: A leather cap with intestines covering its fragile eye sockets. T'was an enhancement for ogres, at least. Though it blinded them to natural visage, it proved them powerful archers. A green bow suddenly formed in its hands as it drew back the bow and sent a very large arrow towards the group, at least 10 feet long.
Tal'Moond was seen scurrying around the ogre's feet, dashing and rolling and slashing at the beast's ankles many times, hoping for some leverage against it. Eventually, however, the ogre would've fallen from at least two dozen deep cuts from Tal'Moon, who would proceed to stab deep into the side of the ogre's chubby neck, remembering the attack from before that Ying-Na delivered. Now, however, came the rest of the ogres, only thirty paces away, all spread out, yet still appearing to be that of a wall, marching forth with starving eyes and salivating faces.
(Ogres Killed, 5/25)
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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 Mar 11, 2016 16:29:58 GMT -8
"Bel, nahl kun!" Jun summoned a second light construct, another gem-like plate. Moving both her hands independently, she guided each of the plates to deflect both the fireball and magic arrow. "Mom, the tower!" Ying-Na was already on it. In just another second another arrow would be speeding towards the archer ogre. Her sharp eyes detected something odd around the creature's eyes, so she targeted the neck. " Vaelar Black , Doobie du Shoobie , Tal'Moond! Pick your targets!" Jun cried out "I'll handle any fireballs and projectile attacks. Mom, you slow them down!" *** As the veritable solid wall of ogres approached her, Ying-Na decided it was time to bring out her trusty short bow. She grabbed a fistful of arrows and carefully spread them out in her draw hand, some between her fingers and a few more between her index and thumb. It was a special technique which only the highest level archers could master to the point of lethality, rapid fire shooting. She slipped an arrow on the shortbow's string, pulled back, and let loose, all in a smooth motion that took less than a second. The arrow flew. In less than half a second two more arrows sped out at about 70 meters a second. While the short bow was not as powerful as the Katashiman long bow, the reduced draw weight allowed her to pull back and fire at a blistering speed compared to the longbow. It was, in fact, her primary weapon. In just 3 seconds her fan of arrows would be depleted, 6 ogres would have arrows stuck in either their eyes or necks, and she would already reaching into her quiver for another fistful. If they weren't dead, they would hopefully still be weakened enough for the others to finish them off. (Doobie and Vaelar need to post now. ^^)
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Vaelar Black
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Age: 35
Physical Description: Vaelar is a massively tall man, standing at a height of six and a quarter feet and possessing a powerful build. He has flowing, well-kept hair of snow white, reaching down past his shoulders, and eyes of a deep violet. He has a youthful face and a strong, well-cut jawline, usually covered with a dusting of stubble. Overall, his appearance is much more youthful than his actual age, and his energy and charisma has not dissipated over the years of his being a sellsword.
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Outside of battle, Vaelar wears simple and comfortable, yet elegant clothing. His indigo tunic is made of cave spider silk, breathable and flowing, and purposefully baggy so as to show off a hint of his muscular build. He usually wears a set of dark brown leather trousers to go along with it, completing the ensemble with a pair of well-built leather boots.
In battle he wears a set of heavy full plate, the metal of which has been stained black with red trim, an imposing depiction of a red dragon painted across the chest. Normally he wears no helmet, preferring as wide a range of view as possible. As for weaponry, he normally wields a well-made bastard sword handed down his bloodline named "Nightrend", paired with a steel kite shield, although the shield can be abandoned and the bastard sword wielded with two hands. On his belt he generally carries a complement of several different throwable substances, from gaseous potions to napatha to a vial of an unknown, viscous substance which traps his enemy in a thick, sticky black slime, simultaneously slowing their actions and compromising armour strength with its acidity.
Registered: Sept 13, 2015 7:53:53 GMT -8
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Post by Vaelar Black on Mar 11, 2016 19:03:38 GMT -8
Vaelar grins as the Ogres bunch up together. Perfect. Just as he had planned. He grasps his hammer insignia and calls into it, "Lilly, now!" Suddenly, two large rifts open to either side of the group of Ogres, and two squadrons of five mounted knights ride out, wielding lances and calling out battlecries as they charge into the fray. Meanwhile, Vaelar yells a cry of his own and runs into battle, throwing his full weight and all his muscle behind his shield as he slams into one of the giant Ogres, who had been knocked unstable by Ying-Na's barrage, hoping to knock it down and finish it off.
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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 Mar 11, 2016 23:34:46 GMT -8
"STARMAN!" Doobie points in the direction of the enemy and his Stand manifests in a sparkling dazzle, the stand would rush forward to meet combat with the first ogre it encounters going for an uppercut to the jaw.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 23, 2024 19:04:19 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2016 15:34:38 GMT -8
Two ogres out of the six would fall for a moment, staggering to climb back to their feet from the sudden spurt of arrows sent their way. One of them would've been demolished by the mounted horseman, either impaling through the ogre's head with its lance or simply crashing into its head with the trampling feet.
However, upon the left side, where the other five horses were, came a less fortunate display. Two or three of the horses seemed to have been lifted into the air with a sudden attack from the larger of the ogres, a massive club swung upwards as it sent a knight off of its mount, another ascending at least four or five feet into the air with its steed and landing for a fair injury upon the horse. The two farthest out to the left charged at the wounded horse, finishing it off barbarically with gnashing hands ,ripping apart the horse as well the human and stuffing what they could before charging towards the archers' position.
Vaelar's strength would be demonstrated fairly in his area of the fight, now that the ogres were quite delirious. The ogre would've been slammed into its left hip, proving that their midsection was not as mighty for melee resistance as could've been viewed before. The ogre squealed out a piggish battle cry, feeling and seeing its thigh bone loosing suction and sticking out of itself, collapsing backwards to make two of its comrades fall down with it.
The Stand, however, would've delivered an uppercut, but a massive spike club would soon arise form the four or five ogres the Stand jumped forth to, the chance to send the Stand flying probable, but for contact inevitable, with such a rushful tactic.
With this, the archer ogre sent out another massive, magic arrow, hurling a blue fireball as well towards the area, not caring for its teammates as the sudden barrage of mounted knights proved to be an even larger issue now than that of the archers. By this time, five of the ten knights would've fallen to a miserable fate, either by swatting hands or smashing clubs. The archer ogre soon took aim once more, staring down with piggish eyes to the archers, just in time to grow wide eyed, a hand swinging upwards to catch the arrow, making the brute step back with anger. Turning back around it summoned another arrow, aiming it straight at Ying-Na and releasing it.
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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 Mar 12, 2016 17:19:40 GMT -8
As Jun gained a sense of the battlefield, her instincts as a commander were beginning to kick in. Her training with Lum'Valia had taught her to split her mind in multiple directions, allowing her to handle multiple light constructs. Now she was beginning to demonstrate the true power of that training, a battlefield awareness rivaling that of a seasoned general... ***
"Lahspaan, gahnos frin!" She cried out. At her feet, waves of magical energy pulsed outwards concentrically until they had reached the very edge of the fortress walls. The energy then molded itself into a functional ward. Her draconic words translated to "ward, absorb heat", and as such when the enemy fireball exploded against her light construct shield, thin trails of fire and heat energy would begin to gather over Jun's head. The floating wisp would only increase in power over time. When it grew to sufficient strength, bad things would happen... Speaking of increasing in power over time, Resonance was ready to join the action. Doobie's careless charge had left his stand wide open for a counterattack, an attack which would seriously injure both Doobie and his stand. She couldn't spare him that first blow, but there was no way she was gonna let his stand get pummeled by half a dozen ogres! "Resonance, Doobie!" From her perspective, the fairy entity that was Resonance darted forward. From outside eyes, the sword appeared in front of Doobie's stand in a bright burst of light. Jun's second light construct also darted forward to get in between the stand and the offending ogres and Resonance. This was to further protect Doobie from what was coming. "Fire Art: Resonance Coronal Shockwave!" The sword's brilliance erupted into a blinding flash. Expending all the mana Jun had given it, the sword released a torrent of fire energy and concussive force which would shake the entire battlefield. The sound alone would be enough to stun some of the nearby ogres. Any ogres caught in the blast would take massive damage or be killed outright. "Doobie, have your stand take Resonance!" Jun cried out as she drew the construct away from Doobie, leaving his stand free to wield the powerful weapon. The excessive heat energy from the Coronal Shockwave would also form thin trails, which would gather around Jun's head... *** Having to deal with so many things at once, Ying-Na saw that her daughter was being strained to her absolute limits. To have to control two light constructs, help Doobie, and create a fire absorption ward all at once meant that Jun wouldn't be able to deflect the incoming magic arrow. Although Ying-Na didn't have specialized training from a holy dragon, she did have decades of experience. She quickly processed the fact that Vaelar's men were in trouble, Jun was pushed to the very limits of her concentration already, and thus she would have to dodge the magic green arrow herself. The spaces in between her heart beats felt like an eternity as she focused on the ogre archer. Intimately aware of an archer's stance and sense of timing, she carefully read the ogre's body language. Not yet, not yet, NOW! At the last possible second, Ying-Na cinched her quiver, tossed her bow, and then, just as the arrow set sail, leaped to the side, in the direction of Jun. She figured this was a safer place to be as Jun's light constructs would protect them both. She was relieved as the arrow exploded in a burst next to her. Having switched to her shortbow, Ying-Na would be unable to fire at the archer. But she could still help out Vaelar's men. She quickly un-cinched her quiver, pulled out another handful of arrows, fanned them in her hand, and let loose another barrage of rapid fire arrows towards the ogres.
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Registered: Nov 23, 2024 19:04:19 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2016 17:41:35 GMT -8
The Highlander was not as crazy as these outlanders: He strove for the singular targets. Sprinting forth after sheathing his weapon, his angle leaned forward as he saw a distracted ogre, turned around as it held a horse mightily into the air, slamming it down upon the knight at its feet. Using the ogre's hunched back, the orc drop-kicked into the air, sliding along the fat, sweaty back of the beast, making it stand upright. From there, the general locked his arms around the beast's neck, kicking off of the arm that was raised in defense and circling his body to the left, making the ogre fall from submission to pain atop of loss of balance. The orc withstood the sudden impact of the ground, grunting as he yanked the massive head to the left violently, hearing a squeal before the snap, then the beast went limp. During the execution, as it would seem impossible for someone even of Tal'Moond's size to finish such a method, his power was activated, and his form would change mightily, the youth draining from his hair and skin, a chaotic form of himself now seen, even his blade bent to the sudden rage of his passion. Staring up to the ground he could view the arrow sent forth from Ying-Na, making him stagger as he saw the larger arrow return nearly immediately after she launched hers. The arrow soared through the sky, screeching heard as the beast lost a mighty portion of its head. Falling forth, half of the body hung there over the guard post, a blue fireball dying in its hand, incapable of sending it forth. With that, Tal'Moond did nothing more than leap from the corpse onto the nearby Ogre, attempting to form a head lock with his legs, but failing, as he suddenly as yanked off, dangling there in the ogre's hand, as it stared to him. The mighty Highlander would not allow such disrespect, even from the barbarians known as the Rock Ogres. He whacked downwards mightily with his blade, sending the fine razor through the wrist of the beast, the hand going limp and falling down with Tal'Moond as the general staggered around, dashing left and right and back and forth, dodging the horses that ran and the sudden smashing of clubs and axes nearby him, looking to Jun with focused eyes as he began to sprint forth towards her, hoping for back up.
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