((Nope.avi, you aren't stopping her as you can't even locate her position.))
"Gar'kuth..." Her voice echoed as she shifted through the room, stabbing the panicky soldiers. "I personally think you are a tad jealous." She giggled, appearing quickly towards the goblin. "I like you. Not insane. Climb on my back, we'll get the hell out of here."
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"Xera, hm? Well, Personally, I'd rather take the direct route. Since it doesn't have bandits. I've been down that way, the short-cut, and nearly had my stuff all stolen. Twice. In the same trip."
I'm always happy just 'cause there isn't a reason to be sad.
Don't take this as there is nothing that could cause sadness. I just mean it's pointless to dwell on it. I mean, depression is so boring.
The goblin just kind of stood there. "Uh... yeah... sure..." Hopping onto the woman's back, he secured himself as if a baby. "This is uh... pleasant." ** HE COULD NOT HELP BUT DEVELOP A RAGING BONER. **
Nimikaleen looked in disgust and cut his cock off.
Nimikaleen rolled her eyes and vanished with the goblin at his back. When she stopped running at top speeds, she was far outside the city. She skidded to a stop and pushed the goblin off her back.
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Shaking her head, Xera turned to John. "You saw how easily i took out those warriors back there..." She said, sighing. "Bandits will be no problem. If you get scared, stay behind me." She said, continuing on down the road. "We're about a quarter of the way there... We should arrive with the sun."
(( I do a bad job, but there's some very descriptive violence in this post, you have been warned ;P ))
The shrieking and whistling of the birds, the trees swaying in the breeze and the occasional rustle as wildlife made it's way through the vegetation was all that could be heard throughout the forest. It was hard to believe an army of monsters would soon march right through the very ground he stood on.
The silence was soon broken by the sound of high pitched laughter.
A Warband Ork commander hid in the shadows along with his Goblin scouts.
" Thars' nothin' 'ere, sir. " a Goblin reported.
To which the commander responded with " No surv'vors fleein' into tha forest? " followed by a quiet laughter.
Their mission was clear. Report any dangers ahead of the armies, and intercept any survivors fleeing the Warband's advance.
They weren't suspecting what was coming next.
Again, a loud rustling was heard. This time the easily recognizable sound of metal - armor could be heard. Someone was approaching them.
" Eh!? " the Ork turned to face him, the man in dark armor. Surprised. You could see the fear in his eyes. " Wu - wut are ye' all waitin' for!? Attack! " he ordered, and the handful of Goblins charged, hesitantly. All were easily slained. Blood splattering over the Wanderer's armor, as well as the Ork's.
" Ye' think ya' can defeat me? " he roared, charging the Wanderer. The Wanderer blocked the Ork's attack with his shield and immediately brought down his axe with his other hand. The axe pierced right through the top of the Ork's head. The gruesome sound as the blade ripped through his flesh and smashed through his skull was the last thing to be heard before the forest was back to it's usual silence and peace. The Wanderer pulled his axe back and kicked the Ork onto the trail.
He threw his axe over his shoulder, sensing someone was coming. Another Wanderer. He shrugged, but tried to wipe off some of the blood, brain matter and bone fragments that now covered his armor and weapon. He knew Wanderer's could sense him, too, but what are they to think when they see someone covered in blood? Might as well try to make a good impression, although the dead Warband member in front of him was probably enough for them to determine which side he was on.
[Hug, I'm pretty sure Goblins are on our side... And I dunno if orks even exist, but... Eh. There's traitors.]
Xera stopped, holding her arms out to the others, making them stop as well. "This presence... Another Wanderer..?" She said, stepping forward, and seeing the other slightly in the distance. "It should be safe... COme on." She said, as they traveled forward to meet the other Wanderer. As they approached, Xera noticed the dead ork on the ground. "Huh... I've never seen one of those before... Is it a mutated Goblin..?" She asked the other wanderer, tilting her head. 'A humanoid wanderer...' she thought, examining the other up and down.
(( @Cyan. I think there are too much Warband people.. Shouldn't it be equal to make it easier for the Free People? ))
(( Oh and I'll make my invisible power a soft blanket :tongue.gif: ))
"Oh? Well I think Xera and I can fight the bandits off... And may I ask where we're going?" Jake said. He grabbed his backpack which was invisible because of the blanket. And he got his cold see-through water and opened it. Jake drank and drank and drank, until he completely finished the bottle.. "Ahh thirst problem solved" he sighed, as the three walked.
As Xera stopped, we were all looking at a mutated goblin of some sort. "Ew!" Jake stepped back, but suddenly stepped in to see what it was. He grabbed the nearest long stick and started poking it. Jake seemed very interested..
(( I figured if we're allowed to make our own races, then there should be just about every race imaginable, so I added an Ork. Goblins can be traitors. I always imagine them to be the greedy type. ))
(( vMpee. read. I know I could have been more descriptive, but I thought it was obvious. The Wanderer that's standing RIGHT OVER the Ork is my character. You just completely missed it and ignored my character to poke a corpse... ))
" No. " he replied, standing over the Ork with his Axe thrown over his shoulder. He wasn't one of many words, but he answered her question. Though it did surprise him that a Wanderer had not seen an Ork before, Wanderers have seen everything.
"Hmm..." Xera said, turning to the other Wanderer. "What exactly is it, then..?" She asked, honestly puzzled. Then, shaking her head, she remembered something. "Ah... right... Humanoid wanderers. You are blessed with great knowledge, yes..?" She said, lifting her helmet to reveal that she had no head underneath it. (Can't wait to see the non-wanderer's reactions to this xD) "I, unlike you, am an essence-wanderer. I was simply created to ward off the evils of this world. Once the job is done, I will return to the higher plane." She said affirmatively.
Nimikaleen glared at the goblin, dismissing his suggestive thoughts. She turned and walked away. She already knew the warplan, and she would meet the army at the next station.
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(( I am terribly sorry, Hug. I didn't mean to miss your post. My phone's small and it just keeps 'teleporting' to the last post done.. Uhh just forget my post then :/ ))
Sylpheed was confused, she was one hundred percent sure that her message had reached Nimikaleen, but there had been no response... just an odd clicking noise, the sound of something being unlocked. She shook her head, it wasn't something she had time to worry about.
She had caught up to the Wanderer woman and her party of friends.
She looked at them with slight shock, they had picked up another member, a man, She could sense the man in dark armours aura.... he too was a wanderer, and one of the men she had thought to be human did not have the aura of a human at all.
The earth moaned and creaked, slowly a crack appeared in the ground under Sylpheed's feet, and from the crack seeped glistening soul sand.
It wrapped itself around her body forming an elegant suit of armour, the air glistened around her fingers, glowing brilliantly and solidifying into terrifying obsidian claws.
It was time to stir things up.
She moved at a speed that would go unnoticed by a human, and be only slightly visible to any other race, she propped herself up against a tree behind the party.
((Holy crap. O.O I thought this RP was going to be little Good vs. Evil but Nooo! You guys *cough* Neil and Absolete *cough* got to go cause a mini civil war, while we have the free people slaughtering races I didn't even know existed! You know what? Screw it. I like the more complex storyline. I'll make a post in a little while, going t a water park first.))
"Gar'kuth..." Her voice echoed as she shifted through the room, stabbing the panicky soldiers. "I personally think you are a tad jealous." She giggled, appearing quickly towards the goblin. "I like you. Not insane. Climb on my back, we'll get the hell out of here."
Don't take this as there is nothing that could cause sadness. I just mean it's pointless to dwell on it. I mean, depression is so boring.
Nimikaleen looked in disgust and cut his cock off.Nimikaleen rolled her eyes and vanished with the goblin at his back. When she stopped running at top speeds, she was far outside the city. She skidded to a stop and pushed the goblin off her back.
~DED
The shrieking and whistling of the birds, the trees swaying in the breeze and the occasional rustle as wildlife made it's way through the vegetation was all that could be heard throughout the forest. It was hard to believe an army of monsters would soon march right through the very ground he stood on.
The silence was soon broken by the sound of high pitched laughter.
A Warband Ork commander hid in the shadows along with his Goblin scouts.
" Thars' nothin' 'ere, sir. " a Goblin reported.
To which the commander responded with " No surv'vors fleein' into tha forest? " followed by a quiet laughter.
Their mission was clear. Report any dangers ahead of the armies, and intercept any survivors fleeing the Warband's advance.
They weren't suspecting what was coming next.
Again, a loud rustling was heard. This time the easily recognizable sound of metal - armor could be heard. Someone was approaching them.
" Eh!? " the Ork turned to face him, the man in dark armor. Surprised. You could see the fear in his eyes. " Wu - wut are ye' all waitin' for!? Attack! " he ordered, and the handful of Goblins charged, hesitantly. All were easily slained. Blood splattering over the Wanderer's armor, as well as the Ork's.
" Ye' think ya' can defeat me? " he roared, charging the Wanderer. The Wanderer blocked the Ork's attack with his shield and immediately brought down his axe with his other hand. The axe pierced right through the top of the Ork's head. The gruesome sound as the blade ripped through his flesh and smashed through his skull was the last thing to be heard before the forest was back to it's usual silence and peace. The Wanderer pulled his axe back and kicked the Ork onto the trail.
He threw his axe over his shoulder, sensing someone was coming. Another Wanderer. He shrugged, but tried to wipe off some of the blood, brain matter and bone fragments that now covered his armor and weapon. He knew Wanderer's could sense him, too, but what are they to think when they see someone covered in blood? Might as well try to make a good impression, although the dead Warband member in front of him was probably enough for them to determine which side he was on.
Xera stopped, holding her arms out to the others, making them stop as well. "This presence... Another Wanderer..?" She said, stepping forward, and seeing the other slightly in the distance. "It should be safe... COme on." She said, as they traveled forward to meet the other Wanderer. As they approached, Xera noticed the dead ork on the ground. "Huh... I've never seen one of those before... Is it a mutated Goblin..?" She asked the other wanderer, tilting her head. 'A humanoid wanderer...' she thought, examining the other up and down.
~DED
(( Oh and I'll make my invisible power a soft blanket :tongue.gif: ))
"Oh? Well I think Xera and I can fight the bandits off... And may I ask where we're going?" Jake said. He grabbed his backpack which was invisible because of the blanket. And he got his cold see-through water and opened it. Jake drank and drank and drank, until he completely finished the bottle.. "Ahh thirst problem solved" he sighed, as the three walked.
As Xera stopped, we were all looking at a mutated goblin of some sort. "Ew!" Jake stepped back, but suddenly stepped in to see what it was. He grabbed the nearest long stick and started poking it. Jake seemed very interested..
"**** me, I don't know." She replied, licking the blood off her claws. "We should follow the Necro's and kill them all."
" No. " he replied, standing over the Ork with his Axe thrown over his shoulder. He wasn't one of many words, but he answered her question. Though it did surprise him that a Wanderer had not seen an Ork before, Wanderers have seen everything.
~DED
Though it wasn't visible due to his helmet, the Wanderer's reaction was rather humorous. He wasn't expecting it.
He had almost forgot he was asked a question as he was still staring at her lack of head ( lul ).
Finally, he regained his composure. " This is an Ork. "
" Yes, yes. You are one of the slaves. I used to be like the rest, like you.. but I've always had a head. "
She had caught up to the Wanderer woman and her party of friends.
She looked at them with slight shock, they had picked up another member, a man, She could sense the man in dark armours aura.... he too was a wanderer, and one of the men she had thought to be human did not have the aura of a human at all.
The earth moaned and creaked, slowly a crack appeared in the ground under Sylpheed's feet, and from the crack seeped glistening soul sand.
It wrapped itself around her body forming an elegant suit of armour, the air glistened around her fingers, glowing brilliantly and solidifying into terrifying obsidian claws.
It was time to stir things up.
She moved at a speed that would go unnoticed by a human, and be only slightly visible to any other race, she propped herself up against a tree behind the party.
"Oh hello there children"
(( No killing yet, just some... fun :wink.gif: ))