RP #1 - Lord Yuan. Posted on 9-7-06
Merrick stood on the very edge of Exire, as the winds swept by him so quickly his hair would have surely flown off, were it not attached to his head. The sun, it was so bright! He shielded his eyes, and looked down to see there was only ocean below. The rays of light skipped off the waves, and the ocean looked like one big shimmering mirror. He saw land in the distance, fast approaching.
"Exire doesn't keep just one constant speed... interesting." He turned slightly, but an unxpected gust caused some unwanted effects. "Ow! My hair poked me in the eye!" He took a few steps away from the edge of Exire, and began to sing unexpectedly. "It is not fair that my hair should cause such pain to me..." He stopped almost immediately when he realized that he was being a moron.
It was still relatively early, and he hadn't eaten in quite a while. "I'm hungry!" He scanned the Horizon for some sort of flying beast he could skewer and shishkabob, but to no avail.
He sighed, and decided to let someone, anyone, know where he was going. He looked around at some of the others that were already awake. He smiled. They were all one team, fighting a common enemy with a common goal. He knew that if some forest beast got the best of him while he was off hunting, they'd go searching for him.
He noticed Lloyd nearby, so he went to talk to him. "Hey, not like anyone cares, but should someone ask where I am, I'm off hunting, okay?" Before Lloyd could answer, Merrick sprinted towards the edge of Exire and jumped right off. The air felt so good as he fell through the sky! He sighed, sad that all things have to end, and used his wing pack. He flew towards the land on his rheiard.
He landed, and advanced towards a forest, but he didn't know which one. An eggbear lunged towards him. He drew his sword, and, just for fun, used the sword's power. Gravity as Merrick knew it seemed momentarily non-existant in the vicinity, and the eggbear seemed very disoriented. Merrick took advantage of the confusion and slew the bear quickly. He opened his second wing pack (his temporary dwelling had a rheiard stuffed in it since he figured he might need a second Wing Pack) and placed the carcass inside.
He was about to continue hunting, when he saw something unfamiliar in the distance. He had been told about them, but he had never seen one with his own eyes. "A Tarivian?" he wondered. He hid, as he tried to keep an eye on it. Now closer, he saw that it had wings. He knew a quick escape, should he be discovered, would not be possible now. He decided it was best to leave quietly.
As he flew away, he looked behind him at the forest he hadn't had much of a chance to hunt in, and to his shock, he was being followed! "Darn! I can't win on this Rheiard, it's not as manouverable as the Tarivian is!" Merrick had an idea, and tried to fly as high as possible in a short period of time. When the Tarivian had managed to grab on to the back of the Rheiard, he put it back in his wing pack and pulled out his rope.
"Just gotta lassoo this thing!" he said to himself as he fell through the sky. He threw the rope, and the Tarivian dodged, but Merrick yanked his end of the rope and caught the Tarivian around the wings with it. Devoid of flight, the two fell towards the hard ground near the forest. Merrick quickly tried to tie up the Tarivian, but it wasn't quite working, so he shot a fireball in its face and took the second of flinching to hog tie it. About thirty feet from the ground, Merrick hopped on his rheiard again, as the Tarivian crashed into the earth.
"OUCH!" Merrick screamed, as the rheiard couldn't stop his fall quite that fast, and he crashed into the ground. He turned around to see his foe. The Tarivian made a tiny crater, but was still alive. Merrick proceeded to bury it, in hopes of it suffocating.
"Phew..." he said, then, as always, his thoughts turned to Terra. "She can use magic because of the injection, because humans can't use magic. I'm human, why can I use magic? Was I succepted to the same drug, or was I used in some kind of lab? I don't know where I got my powers, and I'm not even amnesiac anymore!" Merrick hung his head.
"I... I don't know what to do anymore. Who, or what, am I?"
He headed back for Exire, to share his food with anyone else as hungry as him.
RP #2 - Newtype06. Posted on 9-11-06
Deadin's awakening was certainly unexpected. Jarred from a nightmare of battles long over, the Elf awoke to a new battle raging all around him. Battle cries in the melodic elvish tongue, mixed with the clang of weapons and the cries of the fallen, the crackle of flames, and the unearthly roar of the Tarivian pulled Deadin from his grogginess and beckoned him outside. A call the Elf was all too eager to answer. The Elf, and his enthusiastic counterpart, The Beast.
Deadin's broadsword leapt into his hands, and, as usual, Excalibur remained steadfast in its scabbard. Not giving the stubborn blade another thought, Deadin pulled his cloak over his face and charged outside.
Unlike Mizuho, a land of stealthy warriors trained by night, Heimdall was a land of nobility and magic. The Tarivian foot soldiers that attacked the village were sorely outmatched. Meteors flew from the heavens, obliterating their lines, chasms opened underneath them, swallowing whole regiments. And one warrior in particular, Deadin noticed, took the fight to the Tarivians with an incredible ferocity and power.
His hair was a light red, running down to his shoulder blades. An intricate plate mail covered his body, complete with elvish runes and leafy inscriptions. The armor seemed to flow with its master, a true testament to the magical and artistic prowess of the elves. The warrior waded into a line of Tarivians, brandishing a curved longsword and a small dagger as a main-gauche. The Tarivian foot soldiers fell by the dozens before the warrior's prowess, and Deadin joined in.
The Grey Elf charged, his broadsword flashing through the Tarivian ranks. He had fought these creatures before, and he knew how they fought. Parry an arm, or block a finger strike, and you had the opportunity to sever an arm, literally disarming your foe. Deadin left a pile of Tarivians in his wake, battling side by side with the warrior. For some reason Deadin could not fathom, though, he felt the Tarivians were holding back. He had been pushed to his limit in Mizuho, almost dying in the battle. Here, he was felling the Tarivians like so many wheat stalks. Deadin put his doubts aside. He was destroying the enemy, that was for certain.
The Tarivians, hemmed in by the powerful swordsmen, tried to flank the warriors and take the fight to another area in the village. In that part, they were successful. However, skilled archers poised on the rooftops decimated their numbers. The river that split Heimdall also proved a disastrous point, bogging the attackers down in the mud, making them easy targets. In all, only fifty of the 500 Tarivians that flanked the village survived to attack from the rear. However, once deeply entrenched in the backside of the village, the Tarivians took up the offensive again, this time flinging torches onto the buildings occupied by the archers. The leafy rooftops burst into flames almost instantly. Many elves perished, unable to escape. However, they emptied their quivers into countless Tarivian hides. The far end of Heimdall would forever be remembered as "Fletcher's Fortress", in memory of the brave defenders.
Exire had been traveling southwest for quite some time now, down towards Latheon Gorge. Terra had been staring absentmindedly into the horizon when something caught her eye. A pillar of smoke trickled out of the forest nearby, its fumes billowing all the way up to Exire's levels. Concerned, Terra ran back to where Lloyd and Kratos were standing, talking about the next course of action.
"There's a fire!" Terra shouted, pointing back towards the fumes. Kratos' eyes widened, and he jogged to the edge of the platform.
"That's Heimdall," Kratos said. "Something's wrong…"
"We should check it out," Lloyd said, stepping up next to Kratos. "They might need our help."
"Agreed," Kratos said. "Get everyone together. We are leaving immediately."
"Right," Lloyd said, running down the platform and grabbing anyone he could find.
"I'll go get ready," Terra said, running off to the northern platform for her sword gear. "I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about this…" She disappeared from sight.
"Indeed," Kratos said, lost in thought.
Deadin slaughtered the Tarivians as he never had before. He wasn't even trying hard. They just seemed to walk up to him and die. The red headed warrior next to him was dropping Tarivians at an even faster rate than Deadin. Eventually, the Tarivian vanguard broke off, retreating into the woods. The red haired warrior sheathed his weapons and wiped the sweat off his brow.
"Well met, brother," the red head said. "What name does such a master go by?"
"Aust. Aust Terinius Fabilsire. I have been out of Heimdall for many years." Aust said, sheathing his sword. The Red Elf clasped Aust's hand.
"My name is Gaur."
RP #3 - Sekhmet. Posted on 9-12-06
Three days later, Mallie and Vanim are in the temple practicing magic, when they break off the intense training, Mallie is surrounded by merchildren wanting to play. Mallie looks bewildered but Vanim just nods with a smile. Several days later, Vanim and Mallie began to head up to the surface to return to the others.
RP #4 - Sekhmet. Posted on 9-12-06
Vanim and Mallie waited near the shore for the news of where the floating city was located at the shoreline where they came up stood Purrti waiting patiently.
Purrti: looking at Mallie She any better?
Mallie: Yes, to answer your question... Where is my sister and brother?
Purrti: Still training others while waiting on Deadin. He is still looking for Anna
Mallie: Who is Anna?
Purrti: Another Purrdi like myself except she is half elf. Vanim desides to change the subject
Vanim: Do you know where Deadin went? Where is the flying city now?
Purrti: It should be passing soon, your army is a great help when the Tarvians attacked us here.. and no
At that moment the shadow of the city showed up over the ocean, Meanwhile in an unknown location, Anna sits unable to move or fight, the shadowy figure emerges from the stairs.
: So your the one... growls this should be fun to watch... I will wait for now.
He turns for the time and leaves after making sure that she has food and water. Several days later, the man returns with intent of harm, grinning evilly he advances on Anna who unable to defend herself whines as the man changes form and she cries in pain as he bites her on the upper arm. She become aware the man before her was a werewolf as his form shifts back to elven form and chuckles evilly as he walks away. Anna feels the bite of the werewolf start to change her. She fears what she would do to others, she had seen what Deadin no The Beast did to people. She desides that she if she can will vanish but she must tell Deadin her feeling for him before she leaves.
RP #5 - Lord Yuan. Posted on 9-13-06
Totally oblivious to what was outside and to common safety rules, Merrick was roasting his meal over the fire inside his temporary Exire dwelling. He broke into song. "Eggbear roasting on an open fire... flame tongues licking at my bed... Oh crap!" However, Merrick was too confused wondering about why he sang the 'Oh crap!' to react really quickly, and his sheets caught fire.
He put it out before his bed got badly damaged (there was one large scorch mark though) and then after he had calmed a bit, he heard cries of "Fire, fire!" outside. He groaned.
"You're a little late, Professor Obvious!" he screamed, and ran outside to shut people up. What he saw was fighting on a level he had never before seen. He had seen small skirmishes, but nothing like this. Looking at Heimdall in the distance, there were thick clouds of smoke. The entire village was going up in flames.
Merrick fell to his knees. This was the severity of their dilemma. This was real war. Not some bodyguard job, not acting as both a bouncer and a singer at the same time... this was fighting on a scale he had never fought before. "Damnit, what am I supposed to do! I'm no warrior!" Merrick sighed, and looked at the ground he kneeled on. "I've never considered my own death before. I've never even felt like I might die. But now... I don't know how many enemies I might fight, what they're capable of, or how many allies I'll need to watch out for. This isn't the combat I'm used to..."
But, after a minute, Merrick thought the way he thought a warrior might approach the situation. "I gotta protect my friends. Any number of us might die, and I might be among the ranks. Still, if I can save just one person, it just might be worth it. Damnit, here goes nothing!"
Merrick decided to fly off on his own towards Heimdall, not knowing or bothering to wait and see if they bwere being organized. Only one thought flooded through his mind now. "The more I take down, the less there are left to kill us. That's all I need to know right now."
He held his sword like a lance, but it put a big strain on his arm. After accidentally skewering a bird, he decided just to prop it up on his rheiard's handles. "Now, I can probably kill one outright at this speed. Let's see how many runs I can make through the enemy before I fell off or something..."
He stopped for a minute, took the bird off his blade, and continued flight.
RP #6 - Sekhmet. Posted on 9-14-06
Purrti began to wonder where the creatures came from as they emerged from the group those of the merarmy who could rose from the water to come on land to protect Mallie, Vanim knelt beside Mallie intructing her in what magic to use then did a sweeping arch with her staff taking out the creatures that came near them sending them flying and exploding on impact of the ground. Purrti merely pounced on the creatures and the exploded, the large cat stood there looking confused as the easiness of the battle, thinking something was strange about this, her ears perked when she began to a rheiard overhead.Vanim looked confused as well at the easiness of the battle as well.
RP #7 - White Rose. Posted on 9-18-06
Terra headed up towards her parent's temporary place of dwelling, with her things in hand. Barging in, she startled both Lloyd and Colette who were in the middle of eating some breakfast. "Mom! Dad! Come on, we have to leave now!" She shouted, moving her eyes between the two. Both adults exchanged glances of worry and confusion. Lloyd put down his fork and looked at Terra. "Terra, what is it?" Colette rose from her seat, looking at her daughter. "Terra.. what's--" Terra waved her arms frantically, and pointed outside. "Don't question, just get your things and come on! It's Heimdall! They need help!" Lloyd nearly choked and rose from his seat coughing loudly. He cleared his throat, and looked at Terra wide-eyed. "Heimdall! What the hell!" Terra nods. "There was smoke coming from that way, and then a big flame spirled up into the sky!" Colette's eyes began to well up. "No... They don't stand a chance against those monsters! Come Lloyd, lets hurry!" He nods and scarfs down the rest of his food in mere seconds, then guzzles his juice. "Gotcha!" He shouts instantly running to gather his swords. Strapping them to his sides he bolts out the door followed closely behind by Colette and Terra.
They head towards the others waiting at the edge of the cliff. "Terra, stay here. It's too dangerous for you down there." Lloyd says, bringing a Wing pack out from his pocket. Terra grabs his arm just before he throws it. "No." Lloyd's eyes narrow with anger. "Yes." Terra shakes her head. "N-O. No." Lloyd's lips furl. "That's an order young lady. And get off my arm." Terra looks at Lloyd with the same expression. "Not until you let me go with you all." Colette smiles... a little worriedly. "Umm... we don't have time for this..." Lloyd glances at her, and nods. He then looks back at Terra. "You're staying here. I'm not risking you getting hurt like last time." Terra clinches her teeth. "I'm a big girl dad! I can take care of myself!" Lloyd's fists tighten. His daughter could be so damn stubborn sometimes. And unfortunately, it ran in her blood. "I'm going. You can't stop me." Terra said. Her tone raising slightly with each word. Lloyd quickly broke away from Terra and turned to her. "I said you're not going. Now get back in the house!" He practically shouted. Terra tightened her fists... she was about to blow. And so was Lloyd.
Sensing the upcoming war of words, Colette gets inbetween the two. "Stop. Both of you." She said, too sweet to ever yell. She looks at Terra. "Terra, you know your father just wants you safe." She looks Terra over. "You're still in training." She sighs and drops her head slightly... "I hate to say it, but you'd only be making us worry about you." Terra growls and glances over everyone getting ready to leave. Some were already taking off and heading towards Heimdall. Genis and Presea were among the first to leave, leading a small group towards the battle.
Raine had asked to be left behind for a little bit... she had been sensing something odd for quite a while aboard Exire... She looked at Kratos, who in turn, moved his eyes to the Professor. Just as quickly, he moved them back to Terra. Somehow... that small action was suspicion enough to intrigue Raine. She began to walk over to Terra, brushing past Kratos, moving her eyes to him again. He moved them to her sight, and narrowed them. 'Damn. She's on to her... I know it...' Kratos thought, as the Professor continued to look over him, trying to devulge any piece of information she could from him. His mouth opened slightly and he almost spoke... stopping short of the first word. 'I suppose she knows, being of elven blood...' He thought again, sighing. She finally took her eyes off of him and went right over to the other Irvings, stopping in front of Colette.
Some more people left for the battle, and the rest who remained for the time being were becoming more anxious with each second. Sheena tugged at Zelos' vest to release their Rheaird, as they stood at the edge. He silenced her. Something about how Raine was acting was getting to him. 'She can't know about Terra... can she?' He thought... his face filled with concern for Terra... 'Dammit... it's too soon!' He thought again. Sheena felt him tense up, and relaxed her own grip. Then she looked at him, then at Raine... then finally at Terra. She knew that instant what he was thinking, and it bothered her just as much as it bothered him. She put her head up to his ear. "The longer we stay behind Zelos... the more suspicious Raine's going to get. You know how perceptive she is. Give her a reason, and she'll find a million more behind it..." The summoner whispered softly, trying hard to keep her tone as quiet as possible... He moved his eyes to hers, and nodded slightly, releasing the Rheaird.
Two other sets of ears heard every word... Colette gave a perplexed glance over towards Sheena, who exchanged it quickly. Kratos tilted his head... turning it just a little and catching Sheena in the corner of his eye. Zelos saw the action and immediately got on the Rheaird, lightly nudging Sheena on in front of him. She got on, and he cracked a smile, bringing out his Last Fencer. "Let's go babe! Onward! To Heimdall!" He said, pointing it it's direction. Sheena sighed and rolled her eyes, being reminded of a similar moment. Even something as cheesy as that line would do to help take some tension out of the air. "Hey now, hurry it up alright guys? If you don't, me and my hunny'll just have to mop the floor down there with some Tarivian ass." Sheena smacked him lightly, blushing slightly, and smirked. "Whatever... Later guys." With a quick wave and Sheena at the controls, the two took off.
Lloyd looked at the two, until they disappeared in some clouds. He looked back at Terra afterwards. "You're not going. And that's final." He barked with a serious tone to his voice. Terra got in his face, but then backed away some, still holding her position. "It's not me at all... is it?" Lloyd shot her a look of anger. "House! Now!" He yelled. Kratos stepped forward, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Enough." He said, tightning his grip on the shoulder. Lloyd winced a little at the minor pain. Raine smacked Lloyd on his head. "Agreed." Lloyd shot them both death glances, but cowered some when they shot them back. "Raine and I will look after her. Just go on." Terra gasped, quickly glancing at her grandfather. "Hey! No way! I'm not staying up here, while they have all the fun! That's not fair!" She shouted. He pulled Terra away from Lloyd. "That's enough." He said with a sigh. "I never said we were staying here." Terra jumped a little and smiled. "Really! I can go!" He nods, and Lloyd shakes his head. "You can't do that. She's my daughter, dad." Kratos eyes his son. "You don't trust me?" Lloyd's eyes widen and he quickly shakes his head again. "No! I... I didn't say that!" Kratos' grip gets tighter, causing Lloyd to yelp a little. "Then don't question me. I said we'll look after her." Lloyd sighs, shrugs and finally nods, giving in. Colette closes her eyes and smiles, opening them a moment later. "Come on Lloyd..." She says, kissing him on the cheek. "Terra will be fine." Lloyd blushes, and takes a Wingpack out from his pocket, releasing it. They soon get on, with Colette at the wheel. The swordsman looks at his daughter. "You do what they say. And don't go trying to be a hero, got it?" Terra is silent. She crosses her arms and looks away. Raine looks at Colette. "Go on Colette. We'll be right behind you." She nods, and soon they also set out.
By now, everyone except for Kratos, Raine and Terra had left Exire... Terra stood, with her eyes to the ground... "Even my parents think I'm no good... Dad doesn't even trust me..." The two turn their attention to the clearly distraught teenager. "I don't think it was that at all Terra..." Raine said, reaching a hand out towards her shoulder. Terra smacked it way gently. "I don't need your sympathy professor..." Raine raised an eyebrow, and sighs. "I see..." Kratos crossed his arms. "You said something that got to him..." Terra looks at Kratos. "What are you talking about? He loses his cool at everything..." Her fists ball tightly together. "Just let it go Terra. If you don't, you won't have a clear state of mind during battle." Raine nods. Yes, he's right. And anyway, your father doesn't mean to hurt you Terra. He's only trying to protect you...Although he could've chosen a different approach..." Terra's lips furl in a sad grin. "Protect me!" She chuckles a bit. "From what! Himself!" Kratos sighs. "We don't have time for this. If you want to go, I suggest we get a move on..." Terra sighs angerily, and relaxes. She straps the sheethed Flameburg to her side and takes out a Wingpack. "...Whatever. Fine. Let's go already." The Rheaird appears moments later, and Terra almost gets on it, when Kratos stops her. She looks at him. "What is it now?" He pauses for a moment, and looks out over the horizon. "Do you wish to go flying with me instead?"
In an instant, Terra forgets why she was ever angry, and looks at Kratos with eyes as wide as bug. "What? You serious!" Kratos flashes a small grin, and nods. "I am." He looks at Raine. "You don't mind riding alone... do you?" Raine smiles at the two. "No. It's fine. Go on." She walks over to the Rheaird and gets on it. "Let's hurry. I'm sure the others are nearly there by now. And they could probably use me..." Kratos nods, and places both hands on Terra's shoulders. "Ready?" Terra swallows and peers over the edge... she tenses up some, but relaxes soon after. "Yeah." Kratos closes his eyes, and in a short period after, his body is surrounded by angelic crystal blue feathers. Soon, his magestic icy blue wings appear flapping gently behind him. Picking Terra up, he hovers for a moment as Raine starts up the Rheaird and lifts off. The three take off, leaving the floating abandoned city behind them... Kratos still pondering Raine's action to stay behind... He determined that it wasn't just to comfort Terra.
After a good 15 minute flight, the three spot Vanim's army of Merfolk, Merlin, the elven siblings Mallee, Tesory and Nuis, and some of the soliders of the army atop Exire strune along the beach, fighting what was left of the Tarivians there... It looked like things were being taken care of quite well, and so the trio docked near the entrance to Ymir forest. They raced as fast as possible through the rope bridge mazes, and past the giant tress until they finally reached the elven village of Heimdall.
...The scene was one they had not expected, and Kratos gasped as he entered.
Elves... Tarivians of all kinds... they lay broken and bloody, in heaps along the ground. A good portion of the elven army was still left and seemed to have finally gained the upper hand in battle, but the Tarivians were not giving up as easy as the elves had wanted.
...And at the center of the elven army, was the elder himself. As elegant and magestic in appearance as always, he stood proudly atop the roof of his own hut, issuing commands to his people, with his four body guards surrounding him, holding any attackers at bay. Towards the inn and meadow, he saw Genis and Presea fighting right along side the elves. Genis was busy casting spell after spell, and Presea was doing what she did best... mowing the crap out of anything standing in her way with her Diablos, and holding her own quite well. At the stream that ran along the left side of the village, Sheena and Zelos were mixing things up together against the Tarvians. They had at least five of them smoldering at their feet, and were holding off attacks by another group of three, using all the moves they ever knew, and plenty of combo attacks. About 30 elves were around the former tethe'allan chosen and the Emissonary of Peace, helping in any way they could. Some fought with pikes, swords, and magic, while snipers hit the aliens from the trees with bows and arrows.
Kratos nodded to Raine, the three drew their weapons... He glanced at Terra right after. "You don't have a shield. Stay in between me and Raine until I can get you one." Terra nodded. "Right." Raine looks around. "This situation's outcome is hard to predict... it could go either way." Terra cracks her knuckles and smiles slyly. "Not if we have anything to say about it." She falls into a thought. 'I'll show everyone here... I'll show my parents I'm not a burden...' She snaps out of it when Raine chuckles, and begins to charge up her staff... "Field Barrier!" She shouts... minutes later, a solid field of Mana surrounds all allies nearby, raising their defense. "I've given us a defensive boost to start things off with. Let's go Kratos." He nods. "Indeed." He says, immediately running for the nearest Tavarian with his sword ready, followed by Terra and Raine. As he ran, he also dived into a thought. 'I hope you've been paying attention to your lessons Terra... I won't let you die.' The thought ended as he plowed right though his first victim with a well placed combo, ending with his signature Super Lightning Blade manuver. The beast fell to its knees and was instantly split with a Fierce Demon Fang. And just as quick, another Tarivian took it's place, causing Kratos to jump out of the way. The monster extended its claws and with precision, swung each of them fierociously at the angelic human. He put up his shield, batting one hand out of the way, then put up his sword, blocking the other arm. The Tarivian countered again... this time with its own head. It rammed straight into Kratos, and caused him to fall to the ground. Terra went to his side, swiping the Flameburg at the monster. She cut it and it backed off, with blood oozing from it's skull. The angel sprung to his feet and began a spell cast. Terra watched with awe moment later as a well timed Grave penetrated right through the beast's gut, instantly killing it. They both backed away, as a group of two more set their sights on the humans. Kratos waved Terra away, and she backed away more, and giving him the room he needed. He immediately went to work on the other two as the women stood further behind him, looking around...
And yet another duo of two jumped out of the trees, with arrows already plunged deep into their backs. Snipers had shot them, but it wasn't enough. Raine instantly took action and blasted one with a destructive Photon attack while the other jumped out of the way, confused. Terra ran up to the first weakened beast, plunging her Flameburg right into the monsters head. It screamed in absolute agony and coughed up blood before it collapsed and died. The other monster approached the young girl from behind. Swiping it's claws at her back, Terra spun around, instantly blocking the claws, shattering one on impact. The monster shook out its and seemed rather stunned. Raine charged up, and hit the beast with another Photon... Terra stuck her sword into the monster's skinny chest, impaling it's body on the sword. In a last ditch effort, the monster made a forward strike with its claws. Terra let go of the sword and ducked as Raine came up and whacked the creature over the head with her staff in a three hit combo. Dazed and confused, the two teamed up. Terra grabbed the Flameburg and pulled it out of the creature which screamed in pain and kneeled. She dodged another weaker strike, and Raine fired a third Photon. The monster dropped to it's stomach and died in a pool of it's own blood... She soon gave them an attack boost with Sharpness, and healed up Kratos with a First Aid technique. These things were everywhere...
It was going to be a messy fight.
RP #8 - Lord Yuan. Posted on 9-18-06
Merrick ran like a little kid away from the Tarivians as elves slew them from behind. "I'm-too-young-to-die!" he screamed as he fled, not noticing that there were so few left behind him. He finally had the courage to draw his sword, again only to see that only elves stood behind him. "Oh... sorry, thanks guys, so, where am I needed now?" They all gave him a disgusted look of disbelief a,d one even told him off about it.
"How is running away helping? You worthless coward?"
"Meh." Merrick shrugged, "I just got a bit overwhelmed, I've never seen a battle like this before. I'm a bard, I don't take to the frontlines well." The elves took an interest to the fact that he was used to inspiring allies. Within a minute, they asked him to sing for them as they fought.
Before he could start, however, a Tarivian knocked him to the ground. Grabbing the first rock he saw, Merrick sang "I'll rock you like a hurricane!" and threw it, hitting it in the back of the head and royally ticking it off.
Merrick suddenly felt really empowered by his own music, so decided to sing a song about battle anf follow his motions. "Those thingies are mean, those thingies are fierce, I fancy for one of those thingies to pierce!" he started, as he let loose a lunging thrust, "and I'll slash it and bash it and grind it to dust!" he continued, as he took a swing at it, smacked it with the flat end of his sword, and knocked it against a wall repeatedly, "and even resort to magic if I must. Fire-ball! da na na na na na na, Fire-ball!" Merrick was now singing the names of his spells, which made the elves fighting nearby start to laugh and feel a little more cheerful about the fight. "And when all the fighting I can do has been done, and outnumbered I am a hundred to one, I bravely turn my head the other way and decide that it's time to RUUUUN!" once again, he was being chased by more than he could handle and was being covered by elves slaying his persuers from behind.
RP #9 - Newtype06. Posted on 9-18-06
For the longest time, Aust and Gaur stood there, hands clasped. Aust's eyes burned a hole straight through Gaur's forehead. "Heh, it seems the frenzy of battle hasn't left you yet, friend. Your hands are shaking," Gaur said. Deadin pried his fingers off Gaur's hand, sliding them under his cloak. "Come, there is much to do still!" Gaur shouted, taking off down the village streets. Aust noticed that Gaur walked with a small limp to his left.
"Indeed, Gaur, there is much to do…" Aust said, following Gaur, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
170 Years Ago…
Night.
The first of those nights…
Deadin stumbled through the endless maze of Ymir Forest. He knew that Niten and Kratos would be laughing at him now if they saw him. Putting his mentors' disapproval aside, the Elf stopped and tried to get his bearings. Little did he know he was being watched…
The attack came like lightning. Deadin never had a chance. The Red Wolf darted through the underbrush, tackling the Elf before he could bring a weapon to bear. Vicious fangs tore into Deadin's right shoulder, and long claws scraped through his jerkin and tore at his body. Deadin worked to get a hand up to the creature's throat, keeping it at bay.
Pulling his knee up to his chest, Deadin kicked the creature off him and rolled to his feet. Much to Deadin's surprise, the beast neither landed on four paws nor in a heap, as he had hoped. Indeed, the creature landed on two legs! His broadsword found his hands. Deadin realized his right arm was useless, and slid the blade onto his left hand and attacked.
"I am Deadin Woodshadow!" He shouted, slashing away at the creature. "I am the Son of Falin Woodshadow! I am student to Niten, the Grand Master, and Kratos! You will not beat me!" Deadin traced a thing red line down the Red Wolf's chest, continuing the momentum and spinning around.
Keeping his spin going, the Elf crouched and smashed his sword into the creature's knee, permanently hobbling it. It howled in pain, just in time for Deadin to stab it in the stomach. The creature disengaged, limping away and clutching its stomach.
No mindless beast could survive that, Deadin thought. It was the last thing that registered in his mind before the tingling pain in his shoulder pulled him into darkness.
For almost two hours, Aust followed Gaur through the streets of Heimdall. It was an odd reunion for Aust. He walked the streets of his youth again, once again standing side beside with his kin. Elvish warriors danced through the Tarivian lines, creating a swath of terrible destruction. Aust and Gaur joined in, and the bloodshed was quick. The Elvish forces decimated the remaining Tarivians. In a matter of hours, Heimdall was quiet.
The Battle for Heimdall was over.
Gaur and Aust made their way to the Elvish Elder, who was congratulating the large crowd that had formed around him. Elves and adventurers alike listened to the old Elf's words of wisdom and congratulations. He stood in the square, the most open area in the village. The Elvish women and children, who had been barricaded in their homes, came out to congratulate the weary warriors. Once again, Aust felt that he recognized some of the soldiers in the crowd, but he quickly dismissed the notion. Aust pulled his cloak closer, keeping his face hidden. If anyone could recognize him, it would be the Elder.
Aust and Gaur stopped and listened to the Elder for a moment. Gaur then slipped off into the crowd, and Aust couldn't help but follow. Keeping his hood down, the Elf followed his quarry through the crowd, coming to a halt somewhere. Aust kept his face hidden, and let his ears see for him.
"Did you hear of my bravery, my dear?"
"I'm sure you were as flashy as ever, Gaur…" A female voice said. It carried a sharp sarcasm that Aust smiled at.
"I did it all for you, my sweet…"
"It's a shame that's all you do for me, Gaur…"
"You tease! Some day you will see my greatness."
"Nothing you can do will change my mind, Guar…"
"Mark my words. Someday you will, Lia."
Aust couldn't believe his ears. He pulled back his hood, just to be sure. It was impossible. She couldn't be here.
Yet here she was.
Lia Woodshadow, her beauty preserved through the years. Her golden had not lost its luster, her green eyes their smile. She had grown into an elegant and strong woman. Aust smiled to himself. She was giving Gaur a hard time. It seemed that his sister's rebelliousness and headstrong nature had not been dulled over the last century and a half.
Suddenly, a name came out from the Elder, a name that immediately made Aust pull his hood over again.
"Gaur Culdol, the Red Flame! Our Champion!"
Aust felt his jaw drop as Gaur strode to the center of the crowd, waving and smiling. He walked up to the Elder, shaking hands with the aged Elf.
"So Gaur, how many of the creatures did you slay today?"
"Fifty, at the least!" Gaur shouted, and the crowd went wild. Elven warriors thrusted their bows and blades into the air with every word Gaur said. He quieted them down, quickly. "That is not the true prize, today! We have captured the creatures' leader!" Another roar of approval from the crowd. Aust felt his hairs start to stand on end. Something was wrong…
"Bring forth the creature!" Gaur shouted, pointing to the side.
Aust felt his teeth clench and his hand tighten around his sword hilt as a pair of Elves produced Anna, bruised and broken, and dragged her to Gaur's feet. Elsewhere in the crowd, Kratos stood with Terra. Kratos' hand also drifted to his sword, but then he noticed someone in the crowd. His hand relaxed, and he whispered something to Terra. Terra in turn whispered it to Merrick, who stood next to her. Merrick carried the message onto the rest of the members of the Army from Exire who stood nearby.
"Congratulations, Gaur," the Elder said, patting him on the back. "You have done well." Gaur looked at the Elder, smiling charismatically. "Today's victory is not just mine. It should be shared by all!" More cheering. "But you must meet this warrior that almost matched my own standard. He cleaved through the beasts like they were nothing. Come, Aust!"
Gaur beckoned the hooded figure up to the center of the crowd. Aust stepped forward, trying to calculate his next move.
Then, Aust saw it. He saw the malicious design. Every moment of his life, since that fateful day one hundred and seventy years ago, had been carefully planned and executed by Gaur.
Pulling back his hood and drawing his sword in one motion, Aust stepped up to the Elder and Gaur.
"I am Deadin Woodshadow, Son of Falin Woodshadow, Prince of the Twelfth Family of the Elven Lineage, Student to Niten, Grand Master, and Kratos Aurion. I come for Gaur Culdol, and no force on this earth can stop me!"
RP #10 - AngelicAura. Posted on 9-18-06
Aaron sighed, and sat up in his bed. There was an odd silence about, even for Exire. He rolled out of bed, and walked to the window. Staring through the window (which needed to be cleaned, Aaron noted) and saw nothing but a bird floating above in the sky.
"That's...queer. What's going on?" Aaron asked.
Walking out of his bedroom, through the make-shift living room, and opened the front door. As he stepped through, he still saw nobody. Even though he saw nobody, he thought he had a clue now. He stared off on the edge of Exire, seeing smoke rising from a forest below.
"They go off somewhere and light the village on fire? I bet that was Merrick being stupid, or Terra being clumsy! " Aaron raged. "And they didn't even wake me up! I'm going to have Deadin's head- Okay, maybe not Deadin's head... But somebody that I can beat's head!"
Aaron grabbed Aer and Unda from their mounts, which were on opposiite sides of each other to avoid the devastating side effects of them touching, in the living room, and ran out in front of his "house." Pulling the Rheiad from the wingpack, he mounted and flew off. He pulled a nosedive to reach the souce of the smoke in the least amount of time as possible. It took a mere five minutes by being powered by Aaron's wind spells. He could see the city of Heimdall a mere 10 feet below.
"Heimdall? This is the place that wouldn't allow Genis and Raine to enter back when they were journeying to save the world! Why should I help them?" Aaron said, dismounting from the Rheiard and packing it back into the wing pack.
Zelos, who was standing nearby, replied, "They apologized, by the way."
"What? Apologized? Who apologized?" Aaron questioned.
"Interesting. Are you having short-term memory problems today, or not listening to what you're saying? The people of Heimdall apologized for maltreating Genis and Raine."
"Oh...they didn't tell me that."
"Maybe you weren't listening! Anyway, you're late."
"Late for what? To see Terra knock over a flaming kettle and light the village on fire? This place is a disaster!"
"Tarivians attacked here. The entire army that you assembled was here, except you of course."
"Get off my case! I've been exhausted lately. Something's awry, even with the condition of the world. Something isn't right."
"And you, being the genius that you are, can tell this?"
"Hey, I'm a half-elf! We're different from you-"
"That's the first time I've ever heard that statement. Normally it's the opposite. Anyway, continue." Zelos interrupted.
"I was saying that we can tell when something's not normal. When a person's fate has changed. When something that isn't supposed to happen is going to happen; When something is wrong." Aaron said.
"Well, there's plenty wrong here. Aliens are attacking, these things called Archangels have awoken to wreak havoc on the world, and for some reason, you're getting these vibes of your's. Nobody is acting normal, come to think of it. Terra is out to prove something, Sheena is doubtful of herself, Lloyd fears for his daughter's life, Colette isn't all that innocent, Kratos has lost his normal barrier between others and himself, and to top it all off, the world is falling apart AGAIN! I didn't work my butt off the first time just to have to do it again in twenty years!" Zelos shouted, seeming as if it were one breath.
Aaron simply stared in the amazement that Zelos got all that out.
"You uphold your title of Loudmouth, don't you? But, I swear, I can tell when something is going differently than it should. Something is not right here!" Aaron retorted.
"Whatever. Be insane. I don't care. Not like I can tell you not to be."
But before Aaron could make the last word in the arguement, Zelos walked away. But, Aaron was right. Something was awry. Although, he didn't know how soon this oddness would reveal itself.
The feeling was getting stronger, stinging his head. He decided it was time to practice sword-fighting. He had to find Deadin. He began to search the crowd.
