Enlidil
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 1, 2015 16:12:14 GMT -8
Lying on the western edge of The Free Plains, this mountain range is unexplored and serene - from the outside. Within, however, those who have been hidden are now stepping into the light to fight against their aggressors. Home of The Norkari | Lost Empire. The mountains are characterized by a labyrinth of high, treacherous peaks, cliffs and crags and uncountable underground passageways.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 5, 2015 6:48:19 GMT -8
Ildesias would march at the front of the hundred man company, which would have been forced taken a column formation by this point in order to climb the narrow path that led up into the mountains. The temperature was slowly dropping as the evening approached, but the sky was clear and the moon and snow both helped to illuminate their surroundings.
The path climbed the side of the mountain range, with the Bell Mines situated just at the end of the pass that would lead them into it. For now, however, their current track would take them higher, until the stone of the mountains opened to let them through.
"I cannot yet fathom what is the cause of our trouble," he mumbled to himself. "Goblins, perhaps? They are from this area.. But how would they have breached the defences? Seasoned soldiers were stationed at those mines and goblins are weak except in number."
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Jul 5, 2015 12:53:48 GMT -8
High above the soldiers, Mariah was watching them from a cliff edge. Her amber eyes darting from man to man getting a rough count of how many there were. She could see no more coming Immediately behind them, so she stood up, unraveled her wings and flew off back towards the mine.
(She doesn't know General Sinn is coming too)
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Post by Grand General Sinn on Jul 5, 2015 16:47:02 GMT -8
Forced to take the same actions as the company before them, the Phoenix State Grand Army company was now about an hour or so behind. With no interference, they made good time through the lands. If the other company reached their destination, the Grand Army wouldn't be too far behind.
In this company was one hundred men also. There was thirty archers, forty sword and shields, twenty pikemen, and ten glaives, all lead by the Grand General Sinn. Their armor casting little reflection off it's brass colored plates allowed their linen like undergarments and covers to blend in with the land.
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Enlidil
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 5, 2015 16:50:54 GMT -8
Hidden between the mountains, a Norkari fortress stood proud with high walls and spires. It wasn't a particularly large fortress, but it was well hidden and almost impossible to penetrate; for only a single, guarded bridge of stone existed to connect it to the outside world, for the cliffs around the base of the walls were too dangerous and steep to climb.
Wearing armour with a reptilian motif, the guarded bridge saw the passage of a small column of Draxis scouts enter through the gates having returned from their daily patrol. Meanwhile, bird-like creatures circled the spires overheard, keeping eagle-like eyes out on the surrounding crags and pathways.
In the tallest tower of the fortress, the Draxis male sat in a room furnished by stone and wood furniture with a roaring fire against the central wall. Candles were lit to provide light as he hunched over a letter, his quill carefully transcribing inked words to its surface.
He was the lord of those domains, however dangerous and impenetrable they were; however long they had been lost to the outside world.
"Guard," Enlidil called through the closed door. "I would like a scout's report as soon as able. Send for whoever can provide an accurate description of the events at the mine."
A reply wasn't given, but the sound of booted feet leaving the post gave him proof of the soldier's acknowledgement. The other guard was no doubt still there, standing watch over his superior. Enlidil reached over and opened the tower's window with a right arm comprised of hardened spikes and metallic scales; with claws as demonic as any creature from the underworld, before looking out over his domain.
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Zatch Morandac
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I will be gone for the next week to set up a boy scout camp. Sorry
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 22
Physical Description: Zatch has a bit of a broad face, though still quite handsome. He has long golden hair that is tied up in a low ponytail in the back. He has piercing pale blue eyes and a healed scar on his right cheek, though is slight darker then the rest of his face. He is 6"5' and weighs roughly 200-210 lb. His body is quite muscular, but not bulging, and toned from his training with his father. From this though, it had gotten a layer of calluses all over his body from the training his endured.
Clothes and Equipment: Normal clothes: A green button down shirt with with a black vest. He wears a brownish pants made to be very durable. He uses a bow as well, which he uses more frequently when he isn't in his armor. This is because his armor doesn't allow much mobility with the bow. He will also have either a short sword or a dirk with him in case any combat gets too close to use the bow.
Armor: He has a sliver-ish white body plates and leg plates with golden trimmings. The shoulders have large curved shoulder guards since he prefers dual swords then to the shield, though still dons on on his back in case one of his swords are lost in battle for any number of reasons.
In the leather satchel: He has rope, throwing knives, a water bag and some food along with his regular clothes when he is traveling and wearing his armor. He also carries two spell books: One for Fire spells and one for light spells and healing.
Registered: Jun 2, 2015 16:49:26 GMT -8
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Post by Zatch Morandac on Jul 5, 2015 17:49:05 GMT -8
He didn't like that he had to change the formation to a less defensive one, but he had to make due with what the surrounding. "Men, keep a close look out for anything or anyone suspicious!" He ordered to the men. "In an unknown area with unknown enemies, anything could be lurking out there!"
he looked around as well, looking around towards the sky, seeing anything abnormal. At a first he had thought he saw a figure on the ridge above them. He blinked and saw a flash of wings, which left as soon as they appeared. "Stay alert!" He ordered and worked his way towards Illdesias. "There had been someone or something on the ridge, though I only saw one. It may be only a scout, though it could be a messenger to a war band. They wouldn't be able to get into here much for the same reason we have....too little of space." He informed him. "We should quicken our pace to get out of here. We are trapped mice here." He stated.
(Sorry for the late reply, had family business to attend to)
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 7, 2015 4:56:56 GMT -8
After another hour or so of climbing, the pass opened up through the mountains and led on for another mile or so, up a long incline towards a clearly defined entrance that led into into the rock. It was clearly the mine.
"Proceed cautiously," Ildesias warned, before stepping through.
<Exit to The Bell Mines.>
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Zatch Morandac
Established
I will be gone for the next week to set up a boy scout camp. Sorry
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 22
Physical Description: Zatch has a bit of a broad face, though still quite handsome. He has long golden hair that is tied up in a low ponytail in the back. He has piercing pale blue eyes and a healed scar on his right cheek, though is slight darker then the rest of his face. He is 6"5' and weighs roughly 200-210 lb. His body is quite muscular, but not bulging, and toned from his training with his father. From this though, it had gotten a layer of calluses all over his body from the training his endured.
Clothes and Equipment: Normal clothes: A green button down shirt with with a black vest. He wears a brownish pants made to be very durable. He uses a bow as well, which he uses more frequently when he isn't in his armor. This is because his armor doesn't allow much mobility with the bow. He will also have either a short sword or a dirk with him in case any combat gets too close to use the bow.
Armor: He has a sliver-ish white body plates and leg plates with golden trimmings. The shoulders have large curved shoulder guards since he prefers dual swords then to the shield, though still dons on on his back in case one of his swords are lost in battle for any number of reasons.
In the leather satchel: He has rope, throwing knives, a water bag and some food along with his regular clothes when he is traveling and wearing his armor. He also carries two spell books: One for Fire spells and one for light spells and healing.
Registered: Jun 2, 2015 16:49:26 GMT -8
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Post by Zatch Morandac on Jul 7, 2015 9:02:31 GMT -8
He nodded and relayed the order. He Proceed with caution, looking out ahead. He could see the entrance to the mine for there, though he say black figures near it as well.
<Exit to The Bell Mines>
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Post by Grand General Sinn on Jul 7, 2015 16:09:02 GMT -8
Roughly three miles behind the Free City militia Sinn would raise his hand giving a silent command to hault. Sinn would look around for a moment, feeling for the location of his basilisk. Once located, he silently signal for two archers.
When the archers were near Sinn, he'd speak to them, "Go to the top of the ridges. We need to know what's ahead of us and what to prepare for. If you see anything, place an arrow in our path. We'll stop there and you can report back and we'll go from there."
The archers would give a quick nod and take off. In minutrs they scaled the cliffside and began scouting from the high terrain. Once the elfin archers were gone, Sinn would silently give an order with his right hand and the company began to march again
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Enlidil
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 9, 2015 17:16:21 GMT -8
"My lord; report!"
Enlidil turned, having entered the grounds of the castle where several groups of soldiers were going through drill practice under the orders of their superior officer. He faced the soldier, who had come racing across the bridge and through the fortress gate on the back of a griffon mount. The soldier lowered himself to the ground, then made his salute - right fist pressed lightly against the open palm of his left hand, with both raised in front of the chest.
"Speak," the Draxis Lord ordered, folding his arms to listen attentively.
"Battle, my lord! Norkari forces are besieged and engaged at the outsider's mine."
"Battle?" Enlidil questioned, looking somewhat annoyed. "A siege? I ordered no such thing. I ordered no battle to be drawn, no troops to be stationed there. I ordered the death of the trespassers and the return of those soldiers to their regular duties. Who has gone against my will?" After speaking, he paused, a silent rage growing. ".. Beserk?"
The soldier nodded. "Yes, my lord. Commander Owa supplied men as support and Mariah was spotted in the area. The enemy marched in force, with at least a hundred men to liberate the area."
"By the rage of Draxenssehs..." Enlidil whispered, an anger pulsating through him like blood. "Gather the Griffon Guard and the Expedition Force. Send the Griffon Guard ahead and tell them to provide support until I arrive with the bulk of our troops. We will take Hakkon's Pass, the Griffon's can take the sky."
Enlidil marched away to gather his troops, while the soldier ran to the stables to provide his lord's message. The Griffon Guard were a fast reaction force, most often used against the other Draxis Lords when action needed to be taken before a suitable infantry force could be raised. As such, it took barely ten minutes until a hundred armoured soldiers took to the skies on the backs of majestic griffons, each wielding a lance-like spear and a large, powerful bow designed for picking off enemies from the sky.
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Bru'hoho
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Registered: Jul 8, 2015 18:31:58 GMT -8
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Post by Bru'hoho on Jul 9, 2015 18:14:33 GMT -8
A white, gorilla like being was entering the castle. The creature seemed rather upset, ignoring everyone and on a path.
The being was large and carried an intimidating presence. Most it was bald, with black markings in it's skin. Where it did have hair, it was like armor, placed on the vitals and commonly attacked spots. It's head was that of a gorilla, with large tusk like teeth. Over his shoulder was a large warhammer, much larger than usual due to his strength.
"Why wouldn't they tell me they were going to attack?! Those frozen caps are all we have! Where is he?! What am I to tell my people?!" Bru'hoho thought to himself, letting out a mumble whisper, he knew Enlidil was somewhere around.
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Enlidil
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 16, 2015 17:45:18 GMT -8
At the head of a column of soldiers, Enlidil crossed the mountains towards the fortress and then passed over the stone bridge, where several guards opened the portcullis and allowed them through.
Horns were blown to signal their lords returned, and all those who were on duty stood to attention and saluted as standard bearers raised the flag of the dragon high. All would know that the draxis was home in his tower once more, along with the soldiers who served him loyally.
"At ease," he told them, dismounting from his mount and allowing a stable-hand to walk it away. "Have anyone of rank commander and above meet me immediately in the dining hall. Bring spirits and meat."
He looked across towards Bru'Hoho and all but turned his nose up at the gorilla, though the words he spoke were far more polite. "Who is this creature? How may we assist him?"
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Jul 16, 2015 17:53:19 GMT -8
<enter from Bell Mines>
Mariah had returned to the fortress in the mountains, seeking Enlidil when he wasn't busy with anyone else. She would keep herself out of the way and covert, until she would have her chance at audience with the Draxis Lord. Mariah didn't want grab any unnecessary attention to herself because of the progress of her condition, as it could make some uncomfortable, knowing she may lose herself to the disease eventually and become a rampaging beast.
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Bru'hoho
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Roleplay posts: 8
Registered: Jul 8, 2015 18:31:58 GMT -8
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Post by Bru'hoho on Jul 17, 2015 10:45:08 GMT -8
Bru'hoho noticed Enlidil and made his way towards him. When he reached Enlidil he would stand on his legs, nearly eleven feet tall. Looking down at the man, he would flare his nostrils.
"My people call those frozen caps home. We had adjusted for the presence of the men in the mines. We left them alone, they leave us alone. Then you bring battle into the lands and put my people in danger. What am I to do now? Why are they there?"
Bru'hoho was used to just existing. Eat, sleep, reproduce, and play. Capable of battle they were, but they wanted nothing to with it. Battle was for the military, not his tribe, and he wanted to keep it that way.
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Enlidil
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Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 17, 2015 18:34:11 GMT -8
"I understand, but I cannot apologize to you," Enlidil told Bru'hoho, his tone firm. "These mountains are home to all of us. The last bastion of our civilization, our once great empire. For what reason the dragonfather chose to isolate us here, I do not know, but the scriptures are clear. The Norkari must live and protect these lands, suffering the presence of no outsiders or heretics. This is the home of dragons, and the greatest of them all decreed that battle must be given against those who would act out heresy."
Enlidil began to shake his head. "I hope this explanation satisfies you."
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Jul 19, 2015 12:35:15 GMT -8
Mariah approached Enlidil and did the salute, right fist pressed palm of her left hand, raised in front of her chest. "My Lord, I'm here to report in. I personally eliminated an enemy officer and some of their supporting fire. When I scouted their forces initially I didn't see their reinforcements as they must have been an hour behind.
"As Owa commanded I initiated an avalanche to cover our ground force's retreat, staying behind a short time to watch for survivors. I witnessed two taken captive by the intruders, Owa and his daughter I believe."
Mariah awaited Enlidil's orders on what to do next.
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Enlidil
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 19, 2015 14:06:18 GMT -8
"Well done, Lady Assassin," Enlidil told Mariah, nodding his head a little in appreciation. "I'll need to see you privately rather soon. We have matters I need to discuss, which will well include words that I would not trust to another's ear."
He turned, taking a final glance at Bru'hoho. "Unfortunately, I do not have the time to linger. If you wish to discuss the matter of your tribe further, I will be available later this evening. Speak to my stewardess and she will no doubt make an appointment for us to meet."
He made his way back into the fortress, then up the central tower towards his private office.
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Mariah
Established
Fully Monsterized
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Race: Draxis
White Hair, Amber eyes
She has now fully transformed into an insane draconic creature that kills with every chance.
Clothes and Equipment: Most of her clothes are now gone since they've been torn by her mutation, some armor though has fused with her body.
Her daggers she once wielded are now fused into her arms, one dagger is enchanted to drain mana and can channel said mana into a magic blast.
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:42:46 GMT -8
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Post by Mariah on Jul 19, 2015 14:21:33 GMT -8
"Yes my lord." Mariah would meet him at his office, "What is it you have to discuss?"
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Ragnar
New
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: 32
Physical Description: Draxis with mostly human appearance, save for his horns, patchy scales, and hard, black nails. His figure is less imposing than many of his kin, his physical strength no greater than an average human.
Clothes and Equipment:
Ragnar prefers to wear silks, as their physical beauty and fabric strength represent qualities he holds dear.
Player's online availability : Inconsistent time depending on family and work obligations.
Registered: Jul 20, 2015 10:40:10 GMT -8
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Post by Ragnar on Jul 20, 2015 11:21:54 GMT -8
Ragnar waited at Enlindil's stewardess, "I must petition Lord Enlindil," he smiled at the stewardess, "I know he - and you, are very busy. However, there is a matter of the battle at the mines..." his voice trailed off as he rubbed gingerly at the base of his right horn, "I wish to secure them, and put them to use, for the glory of our people."
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Enlidil
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Registered: Jul 1, 2015 15:53:59 GMT -8
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Post by Enlidil on Jul 20, 2015 14:57:43 GMT -8
"I see," the stewardess, another draxis, replied to Ragnar as he explained his motives. "Well, Lord Enlidil is currently in a meeting, but due to the curious nature of your request I will allow you to wait in the throne hall to petition him directly. I will let him know that you are waiting as soon as he is done."
Two guards would come along, with the order to escort Ragnar to the hall in question. It was an extremely large room, with statues of dragons and slayers of all kinds carved into the walls and separated from the carpet by velvet rope. Torches lit the location all the way up to the far end, where steps rose up to the thrones of its namessake. They were finely crafted and looked beautiful, but there was little else about them to make them stand out.
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In Enlidil's private quarters, he took a seat behind his desk and watched Mariah as she entered. "Are you loyal to me, assassin? As one of my most skilled, able, discreet and, may I say it, 'special' operatives, am I correct in assuming that you owe me your unfailing loyalty in life and death? That you would see your own life gone before mine could come to significant harm?"
"You have the affliction, don't you? You wish to be of use before your body is finally taken from your mind. I can understand that, and offer you what you seek. My sibling lords bicker and wage skirmishes often; constantly trying to outmanoeuvre each other for personal gain. My own subjects question me and now I must prepare to face the inevitable onslaught of a heretical army of outsiders in large-scale war."
He tapped a finger overtaken by draconic scales and a sharp, blackened claw against his table. "I need someone like you. A personal tool, someone I can trust entirely to neither betray nor fail me. Pledge your mind, body and soul to my service and make sure that you are never lost to the affliction."
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