[rp] Mortal 11/11

@Amun_Ra did you get my reply to the story? If so, sorry if I'm naging

 

He got my reply as well, right?

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Ouch. Is reproduction really THAT important?

But yeah, I was sparring in my karate class against a black belt. He kicked in the wrong area by accident.

 

Lol I got your replies. I'm not at home right now, sooo...

A month ago this yellow belt in judo threw me terribly and landed on me, dislocating my shoulder. It happens

 

The group leads you towards out of the town.

"Wait, Luratos lives outside town?" Michael asks, confused. On the note from his father, it said...

"He used to live in the inside sector." The boy says without turning back. "Now he lives in the woods not so far away."

Mike frowns. Now it was getting more suspicious. Before he could do anything, though, the younger boy says, "We're here!"

The Delvolar looks up. He scans at the small wooden cottage built onto a giant, thick tree. A small clearing surrounds the tree. It has a campfire, a few training dummies, and a garden.

"This is where Luratos lives?" Michael asks, admiring the place. It was simple but beautiful in a subtle way. The boy turns back then, and in his hands gleam two bright red swords. In a flash, Michael draws his light sword. The others make no move.

The boy then spreads his arms, grinning. "Welcome to our home, dear Delvolar!" He says. "You were looking for me...?"

 

The broad man shakes his hand. He squeezes hard, but Tisaun doesn't mind; it didn't hurt, anyways. The man smiles and let go. "You have a hand of a warrior, Tisaun. I am Lucifer, one of the knights in the royal guards."
Tisaun also shakes his hand with the girl, who says, "I'm Emily, and a fellow knight. Remilia seems to trust you, so you're fine."

"Huh, thanks." Tisaun says, smiling faintly.

"Shall we go?" Remilia says. The others nod. The Princess turns to Tisaun. "We will go to Larbi's apartment. The capturing should be going on around now."

A flash of purple energy covers both Fen'ris and Scar. After about three seconds, the light subsides, and reveals that Scar has disappeared. Fen'ris shifts, swinging his black, large scorpion tail. From his back stretches two extra limbs, each with scissors/claws on the end.
Fen'ris turns to Basil. "Should I bind you as well?"

Basil shakes his head. "I will support from behind. Wyrmin...?"
The elf nods. "I shall fight with you, Vilphan."

Fen'ris grins. "Let's go!"

 

"Uuuh who is that?" Asks him with a confused look in his eyes . "Is it the pretender?"

 

"Most likely." The man says. "It was a small detail; I only noticed it from your powerful energy."

Rathius nods. "Alright: I'll take this boy to my inn. If this boy is lost, his parents might come here. Direct them; I will come here tomorrow morning."

The man nods. "Understood."

Rathius lifts the boy up in his arms and walks out of the town hall. He finds the inn, inside which he checks in, paying a stack of emeralds received from the other dragons. He takes the boy up to his room, which is relatively small. The bed is small.

Rathius sighs. He places the boy on the bed and pulls the blanket on top of him. The boy looks fragile, his pale face reflecting the moonlight from the window. Rathius sighs and takes the pillow and lies on the floor. As a dragon, sleeping on cold, hard surface didn't bother him much. After a few minutes, he goes to sleep.

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Rathius wakes up naturally. He yawns and rubs his eyes. His back is unnaturally sore. First, he doesn't understand, but then he realises that his human body didn't cope with sleeping on hard ground, as his dragon body did. He gets up and stretches, wincing as his aching muscles extend.

He glances at the bed. The boy is sitting up, looking out of the window. In the sunlight, he looks even paler, if not a bit grey.

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The dynamites explode with an enormous bang. The Balrog snares in annoyance, then the rocks from the ceiling start to fall on top of the Balrog, some of them even crushing goblins. The Balrog snares again, then loses his balance and falls to his knees. Uadlokii smiles and leaps towards the monster, raising his Battle-Axe. With a roar, he brings down the axe down, with such force that it would've cut through metal as if it was water.

The Balrog simply raises his arm. The axe buries itself into the arm, but not too deep to cause any harm. Uadlokii stops midair in shock.

A shadow moves from the corner of Uadlokii's vision. Too late; the Balrog uses his other hand to punch the demon. He cries in pain, as he feels his entire body speeding up rapidly at a house. With a tremendous crash, Uadlokii collapses onto the ground with the house falling down on him.

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There are rustling sounds in the house. Then it all goes quiet.

Asakeryu shifts uncomfortably. He flaps his wings and land on the ground, before the door. It is slightly open. The boy puts his minuscule head into the door and peeks in. He swears.

They are gone. A huge explosion comes from the side of the mansion where Larbi the pretender stays. Asakeryu sees in a distance a small shape with three extra limbs jumping at the entrance with two other figures behind.

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Lucifer nods. "Yes, Larbi is the pretender. The mercenary we have hired will take care of the job; now, there will be much attention. Our job is to calm the public and control the situation. It is also our job to keep the mercenary in che-...."

A huge explosion comes from the apartment. A small shape, almost invisible from the distance, jumps into the air, soaring towards the mansion.

"It has started!" Remilia says.

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Sorry all: fridays are the worst for me. I have a cram school for three hours, and I have to study before it.

 

"Well , what are we waiting for ?! Lets go !" Tisaun runs toward the fight with an stupid smile in his face "Finally a battle! It has been a long time since the last" He thinks

 

Rathius: "Ah, you're awake. Feeling any better, kid?"
*I get up (back still sore) and go and sit on the bed next to the boy*

 

"What was that?!" I think, jumping out of the doorway and trying to get back to the rooftop. I'll try to figure out what that shape is.

 

"Ow...Not the smartest thing I've done..." I dig myself out of the wreckage of the house. If that succeeds, then I look for my axe.

 

Hope you don't die in battle. It would be a honorable death if it happens

 

Eh. I deserve death after killing off ~20 player characters.

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30 player characters actually.

 

Death himself:"The moment has finally come that you face death"

 

Me to Death: "I'm the real death. You are a phony."

 

Death: "You've slain to many innocent player characters, it's time that you come with me."

 

*I show him about 100 NPCs + Player Characters' graves* "You were saying?"

 

Death: "See what I mean?!"

 

"Fuck this, I'm out." I walk downstairs to hell. "I'M GOING TO HAVE A NICE TIME HERE!"

 

Death: "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO ENJOY YOUR STAY IN HELL!! I need you to suffer for all you did"