Legacy of the Damned - Open RP

[SpankyDmonkey]

OOC: aah kk

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Alright, Nicanor got forgiveness and sended Arthas to evacuate the citizens.
The others including Nicanor left the palace and he sended Liria and Niria to the castle where they could rest.

 

[Fussiler1]

Once they're outside the great castle of the King, outside it's mighty walls Nicanor turns to them. ''I'll both need you in order to defend the Capital. Draconian, can you fly?'' asked Nicanor with haste.

 

[arthas_king]

OOC:Lolz, but it says it will die in 5 days oO

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Guys? Are you all here? I am busy these days, my brother is getting married and ... you know the rest. It's a big job!

 

[arthas_king]

OOC:Oo lolz

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Guys, don't wait for me, feel free to continue rp-ing... ))

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Waiting for flat to react, >.>

 

[The World Is Flat]

"do i appear to have wings human? no, the sky is only for dragons ad their ilk."

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor groaned and thought one. ''Damnit.. you could've served me as a reporter of what happened.. oh well, I'll place you at the gate to 'fire' the first Orcs.. literally.'' He grinned. Then he headed to a huge tower in the middle of the square before the Emperor's palace.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"what is that foolish human thinking?" the draconian whispered to himself. and he lumbered over to the gates.

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor climbs the tower up, with strains and finally gets atop, gasping for breath. Then he looks for what he was searching, and see's the bell. He slashes with the hammer next to it on the bell, and immediatly the few remaining troops run out of their barracks, standing ready.
Nicanor goes down.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"I should have expected..." the draconian mutterd approaching a pair of agressive guards...

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC; They won't fight you, y'know.

They stand ready in two lines, veterans in the first line and recruits in the second line. When the veterans see Nicanor, they look astonished. The recruits are waiting for orders.. heh.
''Remember me, men? Nicanor, Paladin of the West!'' he yelled. The veterans yelled instinctivly, and the recruits also cheered, following the example of the veterans.
''Alright, lads. I've returned to defend this city of a coming threat. For that I'll need more men. Guys, go into the city and search for any man, any boy and any old man that can bear a sarissa! Now, go, men!''
They left marching the square.
''Poor recruits.. soon they'll know the true meaning of Hell.'' Nicanor muttered, with a mercyful voice.

 

[SpankyDmonkey]

New Troll Here!

OOC: Hey Witch, since your gunna be busy, can I make another troll? He would be like the General carrying out Zeju'lin's plans. This is him, tell me if you approve.
Name:
-Kazin'ar, The Skull-Splitter
Race:
-Shadow Troll
Class:
-Shadow Warrior
Age:
-90
Weapon:
-The Skull-Splitter (Gigantic Two Handed Axe, with an engraving in the middle of an axe that shows a Skull that looks like the top part has been split)
Appearance:
Leather Leggings with bits of Plate padded on it, Mail Boots, Leather Gloves, and no chest armor. This gives Kazin'ar the advantage of using his gigantic axe while maintaining a good amount of speed. Kazin'ar is also massively huge, he is 7 and a half ft tall. But the most strangest features that makes him stand out, is that he was born with strangely sharp horns on his head.. and his feet are not like the other trolls. They are hooves. This suggests that he may have tauren blood in him as well as trollish blood.
Description:
Kazin'ar is one of the Shadow Troll's greatest war hero and champion. But he is mostly famous for the arena battles he fights. He has never lost a duel, and has spared no mercy to any opponent he has faced. He, personally, forged his own weapon, The Skull-Splitter, which was specifically designed to not only be able to have the force of a giant maul, but to also have the same strengths as a battle axe. But this did not give him his name. He received the title Skull-Splitter when he slayed an orc that was known as Grog'thar. He slayed him easily by doing a powerful overhead strike, that was so powerful, that it not only pierced through the orc's metal helmet, but it also smashed through the top layer of his skull. The wound went so deep, that when the strike happened, brain matter flew out and stained the axe's tips. Those stains are still shown on the battle axe. Kazin'ar is currently leading the main Shadow Troll army.. carrying out his plans to build additional bases and conquer the Orcs.

Color: Kazin'ar

Btw, if you decide to do an avatar for him, no need to make it badass looking like Zeju'lin. Unless u want to,

 

[The World Is Flat]

"human, these poor younglings are not ready for war, are you going to use them as bodybags? just fodder for the orcs while you archers shoot into the ranks? in my tribe only the bravest, most skilled hunters may go to war... and even then not lightly."

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

INFO:
--Kazin'ar - Approved

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Oh my god. Combined Orcish and Troll might against the few Imperial Forces.

''Maybe, Draconian. We have something you don't have. The Phalanx.''

After that he walked off, disappearing in the crowd before the palace.

Nicanor was worried about the main force and sended few messengers to call them back, each wearing the Emperor's Signature. ''Victa Emperia!'' They needed to return.. otherwise, this city would be lost, and so would the world be. The thing that bothered him were the Dark Trolls. A vicious race of bloodthirsty beserkers, they hadn't striked in five years.. almost like they were preparing something, a huge assault on the Empire. Just.. he hoped they wouldn't get to conquer the Orcish Menace. They had a tactical genius, Kazin'Ar.. his personal foe on the battlefield back in his youth. A great general, battle-hardened and not scared to take actions. His archenemy.. he chuckled.
''By the Empire.. don't let them interfere...'' he muttered.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"sir! Paladin of the west!" a boy came running up to Nicanor, he carried a spyglass. "sir i saw a cohort of savage Draconian Warriors coming up towards the castle! they look dangerous!"

 

[arthas_king]

''So when these orcs guys will come?I got tired of waiting in this hot sun.Pffff.''Greymare said bored.

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor replied immediatly: ''What!? So.. yes!''
He ran towards the palace back, hoping that they were from the tribe of his friend.
When he arrived, he stopped and glared at them. They looked fearsome, destructive and fierce. ''Perfect..'' he thought.

OOC: Arthas, I sended you to evacuate the population. 0.0

 

[The World Is Flat]

"what is it Nicanor?" The draconian asked as nicanor approahed him.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Is that your tribe!?'' Nicanor asked to *Dunno his name*.
He looked satisfied.

 

[arthas_king]

Nicanor replied immediatly: ''What!? So.. yes!''
He ran towards the palace back, hoping that they were from the tribe of his friend.
When he arrived, he stopped and glared at them. They looked fearsome, destructive and fierce. ''Perfect..'' he thought.

OOC: Arthas, I sended you to evacuate the population. 0.0

OOC:Argh, my bad oO im not at the soldiers im at the walls watching and i helped the people of the town find a place to hide, at the Inn's waerehouse

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Daedemomorphon...

"Ah, so they have come have they? i never thought they would come to assist me... why?"

 

[SpankyDmonkey]

Meanwhile... in a troll encampment, a bit south of the citadel of Ograthar...

IC: "Do they kno' were here...?" grunted Kazin'Ar... as he was sharpening his axe. "No mon, deh orks are no know were 'ere.. but.." said the Troll Scout.. sounding worried when he said that last word. (lol butt) Kazin'Ar stopped sharpening his axe, and turned his head quickly to face the scout. "But what?!" He exclaimed. "Champion Kazin'Ar.. deh fortress is big.. very big! Almos' impenetrable.. me no thinks we shoul' atta--" The Troll Scout was cut off when Kazin'Ar quickly chopped off the poor scout's arm. "AHH!" said the troll as he fell to the ground, grabbing his lost limb. Blood gushed out with amazing speed. "Lizten to me.. I WILL NOT BE TAKING ADVICE.. FROM A PETTY SCOUT! Ju do what u are told, an' do nut question.. nor give ju opinion of ANYTHIN'! But don' worry... be happy! Meh gotza.. fun plan.. and ju gunna help me.. hehehee." said the crazy Kazin'Ar, revealing a happy smile at the end of the sentence. The scout was then dragged away by the guards. While being dragged, the troll, in pain, dropped his lost arm that he was holding right next to Kazin'Ar. "Looks like meh not be gettin' hungry tonight..mmm.."

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Let''s change the 'Inn' in the 'Castle of the Emperor', lawl, btw, Spank, let's pretend Nicanor and your commander were archenemies on the battlefield?

''They'll do great as shock troops..'' Nicanor smiled.
''The question is, have they discipline and will they follow orders from a human like me?''
The Paladin inspected the Draconians with his eyes.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"they will follow no human, they may not even be here to help us..."

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor looked disappointed and turns to Daedomormphon and said: ''Well, go ask them, you're the Draconian here. I'll really need them.''

 

[The World Is Flat]

"that would be the worst thing that could be done, letting them know i'm here..."

 

[Fussiler1]

He nods, understanding it.
Then he walks to them himself and looks for the strongest, to who he tries to ask: ''Who are you.. Draconians..''

 

[The World Is Flat]

"we are of the Klahn'eel Clan, and we have come to kill the traitor that you hide in you midst. bring forth Daedemomorphon, or WE will bring this place to thee ground." their leader said menacingly.

 

[Fussiler1]

For a moment Nicanor looked hesitating, but..
''What has this 'Daedemomorphon' done?'' Nicanor replied.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"betayer! you are harbouring him! give him to usss now! and weeee will ssspare youuu and yourr kiindom. Hummmmaann!"

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor simply took his spear and yelled: ''I challenge your leader, Draconians. We'll fight, and if I win, you'll not take his life and you'll be helping to safe this world. If I lose, you can have him. I call upon the Draconian honour to accept this duel, by Dracos!'' He said, clearly suprising the Draconians with his knowings of their mythology.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"Graaah!"
Nicanor my naw be regretting his disision now...
A massive Draconian wearing three-inch thick steel armour emerged from the group of draconians, he held a battleaxe thats hadle was four feet long and the blad was three feet across. all made of star-metal.

"By Dracos i Accept you challenge Human."
the draconian's voice was like stell grated over rock.

 

[Fussiler1]

''It's time for the rusty Poke to come in action again! Come then, you coward! Come and try to slash at me, come and try to crush me with your little pathetic axe!''
Nicanor hoped to cause a furious reaction and many attacks, thus trying to make the Draconian weak and then strike back.

 

[SpankyDmonkey]

OOC: Ok Fussiler. They shall be archenemies . You can be bat man and I will be the joker... Or you super man and me chuck norris...

IC: After finishing his second dinner... Kazin'Ar finished sharpening his axe.. and walked outside of his tent into the main encampment. The fortifications were finally complete. Trolls could be spotted outside, forging weapons and practicing with their weapons or magic. Kazin'Ar walked into another tent.. where two other trolls stood.. analyzing the map around the fortress of Orgathar, and the actual fortress. "It zeems dat deh best way to get in.. is... eh..." said one of the trolls.. trying to see if the fortress had a weakness. "Ehm.. I dunno.. boss know?" Kazin'Ar looked at the map of the fortress. It was true.. this fortress did seem hard to break through... but than again.. maybe he wont even need to break through it... "I have a plan.. these walls may be strong.. and the gate sturdy... but wez can force them out.. through taunts. Thes' orcs most likely would want eh fight.. We can have one sneaky troll hiding near deh fortress.. while the main army draws them out. When those greenskins leave.. Sneaky troll go in.. and shall open dah gate.. but only wenz we force der orky army to retreat back inside!" after dictating his battle plan... his fellow trolls nodded. Kazin'Ar was happy that no stupid and foolish troll tried to question him. "Prepar' deh troops! And teh catapults! Find me the most sneakiest troll! Go go go!" as soon as he started yelling to go, the trolls scurried out of the tent... shouting and calling out orders.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"Draconians cannot be fooled human, has Daedemomorphon not told you this?"
He Swung the axe in a graceful arc, slamming into poke and driving the tips of both weapons into the ground with his mighty strength, then he whipped around and swung at Nicanor with his tail; Nicanor failed to notice that the tip of the draconians tail had a large mace-head fitted over it...

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor stepped back for all of this, evading every swing and attack.

 

[SpankyDmonkey]

OOC: Gunna be away for a couple of hours. Gunna play some WC3, then practice on guitar. Ill prolly be back at around 6 or 6:30.

 

[Fussiler1]

Okay..

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Guys guys guys!
I am back now, can someone tell me story... I mean in short time. Short ver. of the story? I can't read over 30 posts dudes!

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Okay, I made preparations and then some crazy Draco-Group showed up wanting our Draconian Compagnion. I challenged them and if they would lose, they would serve the Empire. If not, they would get Flat's character.

 

[The World Is Flat]

back sorry

The draconian swung again, and again, raining blaws from every direction but he seemed never to tire, while Nicanor was breathing heavily...

 

[Fussiler1]

''Damnit.. I need to make him--'' he whispered to himself why he parried a huge attack. Now, the draconian made up for a final huge attack and raised his axe to crush him. Nicanor saw a chance and with all his power left he tried to pierce the unprotected heart.

 

[The World Is Flat]

The draconian brought down his axe faster than an nightelf warden can blink and parried the blow. "hahaha! human, you cannot defeat the might of DRACOSS!!!" he resumed his hail of blows. not tireing in the least bit.....

 

[Fussiler1]

''Dracos.. MY ASS!'' he shouted, and in his righteous fury his spear went magical enchanted and way more powerfull. He parried a blow, and then he started to strike.
The Dragon was now the defensive one, and every time Nicanor striked, he did it faster and harder.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: GL Fussiler1... Beat those bastards!! xD

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: For the Bound of the Crazy Old Man!