Valaquil smiled slightly an followed Obscurum. As he walked, he whistled a tune his father before had thought him... No. He pushed the memory aside, and continued walking. He couldn't get distracted now.
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"because there is a lot of walking to do, why not talk about each other?" said Obscurum in a curios voice
"you know, because we will have to fight side to side for the rest of this journey it might be a good idea to know each other better"
"Arimae, you want to start? your the newest in the group, how did you come to becoming a rebel? may i ask? or are you..... uncomfortable responding to these questions, you can freely decide to not respond, though in my opinion it is a better idea for everyone if we knew each other better".
Obcurum tried giving a convincing smile, he was genuinly interested in the group he would have fought alongside with.
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"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Valaquil rolled his eyes at Lich's comment. "Wow. Ever thought of taking up a job for writing poetry? You have a... natural talent for it." Valaquil said, snickering.
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"Well obviously no one here remembers very well their past bifore becoming a neglected, you know actually i do remember something, i was called Daniel, i don't remember anything else though.
and while i'm at it i'll talk about myself.
initially i was one of the first that actually gave his soul willingly to Vunlard, but after some time i realized that what i was doing was wrong, the war has been fought and now there is no reason to continue the battle against the humans.
to escape Vunlards grasp an entire year was dedicated to my fisical shape and my intelligence, to escape Vunlard i had to kill dozens of other neglected, even my only friend....at the end though i escaped, and started living on my own, while travelling i once encountered a dungeon, i heard that there are a lot of dungeons here in Liengard, if we wish to become stronger that's the place for us, once i even encountered another rogue neglected, but he was killed...
what about you Valaquil? Speak, tell us how you came to us."
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War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
"I did almost exactly what you did, Obscurum. I also remember a little part of my life before. I remember I used to be called... Nathan. I think I was also the son of a noble, but I was kicked out and onto the streets for some reason... So I willingly gave my soul, and got my revenge on my parents. But now... I see what I did was wrong, and I will never forgive myself if Vunlard, the one who gave me the ability to kill, is not stopped. I managed to escape him, but was forced to kill... My only friends... And I will never forgive Vunlard." Valaquil said, then fell silent, lost in memories, not all of them good.
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If there is beauty in destruction, why not in its delivery?
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"I..... Well i used to be one of the slaves of Vunlard. Until i find this,Frostmourne. I was just chopping trees,until i saw Frostmourne lying in a tree branch. After i found Frostmourne,i got back to camp and my commander recruited me as a soldier. When i finally decide to leave my camp,the commander didn't agree with leaving the camp. I became an rebel afterwards,hiding in places."Lich say heavily,remembering his painful past.
Valaquil gritted his teeth and pushed the memories aside. "So, Obscurum... How much longer until we arrive at Mallowmoor? Those humans ain't gonna defend themselves." Valaquil said, trying to sound light-hearted.
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"well, actually a lot of walking, but we can stop by at the....." Obscurum was interrupted by something, he saw a shadow on a tree branch, but as soon as he looked closer the shadow darted away.
"must have been a bird" he thought
then though he heard some footsteps behind him, he turned around....no one....
Just as he was going to continue the walk he heard something drop from the tree, he turned and finally saw the source of the footsteps, 2 bandit neglected were slowely walking towards Obscurum and the others, they both dual-wielded 2 sharp knifes, made to cause bleeding.
he then saw other 2 bandits sitting on the tree branch, and suddenly one of the 2 jumped down and started running towards Obscurum.
"GET YOUR GUARD UP" he yelled to his friends, he raised his sword and shield.
the Bandit though was obviously dumb, Bandits don't stand much of a chance when fighting a Dark knight head on, when the Bandit was in range he jumped and aimed his knifes at Obscurum's throat, the only exposed part of his body.
Obscurum raised Mortem Percussorem and slashed at the Bandits chest before it could grip on, the Bandit fell to the floor with a fatal gash running through his chest, another one charged for Obscurum, in the meantime the other 2 Bandits charged at Arimae.
Suddenly from the tree's a Beastmaster appeared and unleashed his un-dead hounds against Lich and Valaquil.
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Roleplay characters:
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War
Pestilence
Famine
"Yet another stands before me... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers."
Two hounds charged towards Valquil, and he leapt to meet them. One snapped at him and he kicked it in the front leg hard enough to crack bone, then he turned to the other one. It leapt straight towards him but Valaquil swiftly brought one of his daggers up and stabbed it in the ribcage. He let it struggle for a second then slipped it off his blade. Then he turned and finished the other one off. He turned to the Beastmaster and charged at it, both daggers at the ready. As he ran closer, the Beastmaster released another hound but Valaquil leapt over it. Time seemed to slow down for him as he came down and buried a dagger in the Beastmaster's head and the other dagger in its neck. Valaquil landed atop it, sending the body crashing to the ground. He wrenched his daggers out of its head and neck and turned to fight the last hound.
Lich began to charge the last hound.He swing Frostmourne with such a powerful strength,slicing the hound's head in two."Well,it's been a time since i meet another hostiles."He say while panting.
Valaquil nodded at Lich. "Yeah, it's been a while. I let my guard down... I should have heard them." Valaquil said, cleaning his daggers on the dead Beastmaster's clothes.
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If there is beauty in destruction, why not in its delivery?
The number of places in paradise is limited; only in hell is entry open to all.
"you know, because we will have to fight side to side for the rest of this journey it might be a good idea to know each other better"
"Arimae, you want to start? your the newest in the group, how did you come to becoming a rebel? may i ask? or are you..... uncomfortable responding to these questions, you can freely decide to not respond, though in my opinion it is a better idea for everyone if we knew each other better".
Obcurum tried giving a convincing smile, he was genuinly interested in the group he would have fought alongside with.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"One sword keeps another in the sheath"
"i guess were all poetic in some way" he said with a humerouse voice
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"One sword keeps another in the sheath"
"One sword keeps another in the sheath"
and while i'm at it i'll talk about myself.
initially i was one of the first that actually gave his soul willingly to Vunlard, but after some time i realized that what i was doing was wrong, the war has been fought and now there is no reason to continue the battle against the humans.
to escape Vunlards grasp an entire year was dedicated to my fisical shape and my intelligence, to escape Vunlard i had to kill dozens of other neglected, even my only friend....at the end though i escaped, and started living on my own, while travelling i once encountered a dungeon, i heard that there are a lot of dungeons here in Liengard, if we wish to become stronger that's the place for us, once i even encountered another rogue neglected, but he was killed...
what about you Valaquil? Speak, tell us how you came to us."
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"One sword keeps another in the sheath"
"must have been a bird" he thought
then though he heard some footsteps behind him, he turned around....no one....
Just as he was going to continue the walk he heard something drop from the tree, he turned and finally saw the source of the footsteps, 2 bandit neglected were slowely walking towards Obscurum and the others, they both dual-wielded 2 sharp knifes, made to cause bleeding.
he then saw other 2 bandits sitting on the tree branch, and suddenly one of the 2 jumped down and started running towards Obscurum.
"GET YOUR GUARD UP" he yelled to his friends, he raised his sword and shield.
the Bandit though was obviously dumb, Bandits don't stand much of a chance when fighting a Dark knight head on, when the Bandit was in range he jumped and aimed his knifes at Obscurum's throat, the only exposed part of his body.
Obscurum raised Mortem Percussorem and slashed at the Bandits chest before it could grip on, the Bandit fell to the floor with a fatal gash running through his chest, another one charged for Obscurum, in the meantime the other 2 Bandits charged at Arimae.
Suddenly from the tree's a Beastmaster appeared and unleashed his un-dead hounds against Lich and Valaquil.
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine
"One sword keeps another in the sheath"
"One sword keeps another in the sheath"
Roleplay characters:
Death (me)
War
Pestilence
Famine