A Dying Land (rp)

The two skeletons will attack the Swords and Shields.

 

Going to my grandparent's house. Won't be here.

 

"And i.." He Says Bravley
"Will stay back, you two have fun, oh and if you need any grenades, just take em from the pile."
*He waits for a Laugh*
"Alright, fine, i'll get whoever's left"

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This is after, so i guess for a little is a *Meanwhile* Thing that I did.

 

"Got it."
*takes a grenade*

OOC: Just waiting on the enemy's turn

 

@Flubby

GG

 

I came back two hours ago.

 

OOC: Kk sorry. Had some shot to do

In a flurry of action and some bursts of light, all but on soldier and dead. Amidst the pile of bodies, one man glimpses around. His ears still ringing from the explosion, and vision still fuzzy, he picks out two figures. This man had no idea exactly what was going on, except for one thing. He wasn't quite dead yet. He leans against a wall and draws his dagger, clearly breathing too loudly, and waits.
"I don't want to die..."

 

"Stand down, then. I have no quarrel with you, and you have none with me. Go back to your town. Hopefully we wont meet again" i say, warily

 

"Now get the hell out of here."

To Shadow:
"If we didn't attract Ferstrum's guards now, we do now. We need to get away from here quick."

 

OOC: Correct answer. I like your character already.
More OOC: These soldiers bare unknown sigils. Clearly they are Foregin.

"W-Hugh-D-Draw-Tail-Thing!"

The man scrambls backwards, dropping the dagger, and bumbing into the body of a former brother-in-arms. This man revealed in that instant, just how loud he could scream.

With one last shriek before collapsing, the man belts out;
"I-I'll g-go w-w-with you. Just d-don't kill me!"

 

"Just follow the skeletons."
The skeletons took the survivor to Ferstrum, unless someone's has other ideas.
(Gonna sleep)

 

[Night]

(Eyy)

"Ugh. Alright gang, follow me.." i say, leading the dragon, "elf" and necromancer.
'Geez, i hope these numbskulls know how to ride horseback. Otherwise, dragon riding.....yeah.....' i think
*Shadow picks up the soldier and carries him out of the vault, and straps him to a side-harness where i usually keep a large knapsack on the Nightflame*


"Alrighty. Prepare for a large impact and to plug your ears...."

*i signal '3, 2, 1..'*
A piercing whistle slices through the air, and then the sound of 4 wings flapping can be heard

"You didn't think this numbskull of a dragon was the only dragon left, did you? Meet ex-dragons Wing *i gesture to the black and red one* and Claw *i gesture to the white and blue one*.....Original names i know..."

"They cant suit my needs, and are too frail to carry a lot, but they can still fly single people. Hop on board, its like horseback riding but mid-air. Pull the reigns towards you to go up, give it slack to go down, scratch their necks to descend, and of course, steer like you would normally."

 

"Sounds Fun, I mean, its not like i ever felt like heights were a problem, whatever"
*Hops onto Wing*
"So, how do you start this thing, you kick it or-"
He was cut off, as he and the rest of the dragons took of, Sneevil to quiet to hear
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"

 

Party Member Gained!

Johnathon "Luke" DeLeaney

Age: 19
Occupation: Soldier turned Adventurer
Personailty: Curious about the world, but cynical when it suites him. The exact worst type of person you could travel with.
Special Quirks: 'Devil's Luck' - Nobody can quite kill this guy. He just keeps coming back... It's almost like he's a curse...


OOC: There wasn't a good picture with green so don't shoot me.

 

*I rocket off, catching up in moments, before snapping my fingers and bringing both dragons to a hovering halt*
"You really should be careful with these things. They're tempermental and listen to your commands. So saying "start" will make them move, stop will halt them, and other such. I just suggested horseback control since it cant be disobeyed so easily." i say

"Anyways. Meet me at the clocktower. I'll lead Slevis up there. Its by the inn and the castle, so watch out. You'll need to land it SLOWLY, or the city will go high alert. Flick the reighns as if you were to spur a horse to move faster. It's the trigger for them to land stealthily. Now i'ma let us go before i drain more power, so uh..." *snaps other fingers and we both rocket back into flight, i swing around and hover infront of Slevis

 

"Fair Enough"
Fast foward through the flight, This is expo on that half elf.
"Where is drake? Not like he could hide.."
Arisius Walks a corner and hears someone who was talking to another prison mate (OOC: Elfs have super hearing, i do at least)
He Enters the prison, and asks to redeem the elf
"How much for that elf?"
"Not for sale Sir"
"She'd make a fine slave"
The attendent looked at him
"Sir, we do not condone slavery"
"Fine, i'll just leave then"
If they had known that He had a miniature bomb he snuck from Drakes cave, they would have arrested him on the dot
A Few Seconds LAter, BANG, the chunk of brick seperating The elf from the half was obliterated
"What a waste" He mutturs
"Let's go, no time to explain"
*Walking down the road, as if no-one knew about the explosion, Arisius took the half blood to a alley, and gave her her gear back*
"You show great promise as a thief, hone those skills, and you shall be greatness one day."

 

*I come gliding downwards, seemingly my cloak holding me afloat, and i land as quiet as a whisper, around the corner from arisius*

"So who is your new friend?" i say from the shadows

 

"Some elf i rescued, been told, or eavsedropped about , a supposed theif"
*Looks at The half breed*
"I never Caught your name, mis."
"And you, Mr, Lone Wanderer, how be it you find me now? and how did you hide that... Face? Or the tail? What? was it the 'Mist'"?

 

"I have my ways..." I say, a mock "mysterious" tone in my voice. "Actually i just followed the trail of chaos and destruction. You really shouldnt use those hand grenades in a city. Thankfully it doesnt seem like you our your friend inhaled the fumes, or you'd be a scorchmark on the floor. Oh and also...." i pause for a moment.

"No actually. You were too busy distracted with my "flying cloak" that you didnt see i was wearing the REAL cloak underneath."
*The outside "cloak" unfurls, revealing 2 long black wings, covered on the outside by fabric*
"A clever disguise made, yet again, by my tailor. She's smarter than you'd think. I'll have to check in later to see what i can have made"

"Also, i'm pretty sure i recognise that elf person. She was called 'Aero' if i recall." (pronounced 'Arrow') "We were friends at one point. Maybe just acquaintances. Something of the sort"

 

OCC: Sooooo... Is that me orrrrrr...
Pretty sure you just used the story you made up for my entrance O.o