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Legacy of the Damned - Open RP

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As fast as his axe was, the troll kept dodging. All of a sudden the Troll began to glow a purplish hue. It seemed he was getting faster as time went on. "Bewar' deh power of the shadow trolls! Is this the best you got? Meh mother is faster den you!" Kazin'Ar kept laughing his loud Hysterical laugh. And the more he laughed, the more annoying his voice got to the draconian.
 
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Name:
-Helmdal
Race:
Human(immortal)
Class:
-Eternal Warrior
Age:
-20 (but he looks 16)
Weapon:
-Sword of Eternity (Fredolis)
Armor:
Platemail with a wolf-skin cloak covering it.
Description:
Helmdal's family was killed the night he became a Eternal knight. He took the old one's sword and killed him with it. Sealing his fate as the Eternal warrior. Now he looks for the others. He is cursed with a spirit.

Fredolis
Cursed sword with a spirit
Grants immortality
It has 3 brothers, lost in the world.
Goram, sword of Healing
Dertos, sword of Destruction
Vertous, sword of Invincibility
 
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''Fight on my brethern!The castle must not fall to them!Defend the keep with your lives!CHARGE!''Yelled Greymare while he was still tring to fight and reach Nicanor''Nicanor!If you hear me!Fight, don not give up!''And the battle continued....
 
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The shield-bearer took the spear of the commander and muttered: ''For you, sir..''
He jumped on his horse and released a fearsome battlecry, showing clearly he was angered. ''FOR DEATH AND GLORY!'' he roared when he charged into the mass.
The veterans recognized him as Nicanor when he was young and started to fight valiantly. It was kind of impressing to see a kid from barely sixteen years old to charge in a mass full of dangerous trolls. The hoplites continued fighting, with all the same maxim on their tongues; ''FOR DEATH AND GLORY!''.
Somehow, that kid had taken Nicanor's place.. it was like magic..
 
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IC: Kazin'Ar ended up evading and manuevering past the draconian, while his other trolls continued fighting them. It was then where Kazin'Ar saw him. He saw a human warrior holding the same spear that Nicanor had. Giving off a nasty smile, he began to make his way toward him. "Shall the duel commence Nicanor?!?" He shouted as he hacked the human warriors that came into his way.
 
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"I am here... Nicanor." said the troll as he walked toward Nahar. He was in sight of Nahar. "What? Dont remember an old friend? Let us have our duel..now.." Kazin'Ar grinned with a large ugly smile. He realized something changed in him.. but no matter.. he would still have his fight with this changed warrior.
 
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Kazin'Ar easily dodged the thrust, and charged him with his shoulder, delivering a very powerful blow to his chin, and pushing him back. He wasn't going to kill him as fast as the others.. he wanted to toy with him. "Hah! Com on now.. lazt time ju were much quicker!" After taunting him, he began to swing his might axe at Nahar's shoulder.
 
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Kazin'Ar flicked his mighty axe up in a flash, parrying that lethal attack. After parrying, he used the position of his elbows to his advantage, shooting up his elbow to the face of Nahar, creating a dent in his helmet. (if hes wearing one >.>, if not, then just sending him back even more but with a broken nose.)
 
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''He's too powerfull..'' he whispered. He looked around him and saw that the Trolls and Humans ceased the battle and stared at their duel, curious, hoping, having fantasies.
The Empire counted on him, so did Nicanor and all the men that had lost their lifes in this epic battle between white and black. This would make up the difference.
However, he suddenly realized something. He was without armor and a really light spear..
''Come then, Kazin'ar! Come and show your 'might', but as we call it, dog-shit! Come then, coward!'' he kept shouting.
 
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"Now thats the spirit!" Kazin'Ar began hacking away, using playful strikes, while Nahar kept dodging it. "After I kill you, I am going to drag your body around your men... and slice off your head and put it on the spear ju ar' holdin now! I will make you beg for mercy! Paltry humans!! RAH" yelled Kazin'Ar while playfully hacking at his enemy.
 
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All of a sudden, Kazin'Ar caught Nahar by surprise. Instead of delivering a hacking strike, he kicked Nahar in the shin. Reactively, Nahar bent over to the pain, so Kazin'Ar pushed him to the floor. He then turned toward the human crowd and began laughing. "What a weakling! He can't even stan' up straight!" Trolls withen the crowd began laughing as well, and cheering. Kazin'Ar smiled, as he turned back toward the human, getting ready to deliver the final blow.
 
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Kazin'Ar's massive overhead strike began to hack down from above his head. It was too late for a counter attack.. only a parry would be possible.. but a parry with a spear? It shouldn't work, atleast thats what Kazin'Ar thought...
 
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Suddenly, almost as driven by something unnatural he did the impossible. With quickness he grabbed his spear and pierced it inside the chest of the Troll. When Poke reaches its goal, the iron points exploded into thousands of pieces, each making their way outside and meanwhile destroying the Troll literally.
 
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Kazin'Ar was shocked. For a split second.. he felt the most destructive pain he has ever felt.. He felt the tip of the spear explode into his body, stabbing and scraping so many internal organ. He felt himself all to the cold floor... yet... how did he feel this? Was he not dead? All of a sudden he heard a voice in his head. "Fool! How dare you fall! I gave you power.. so you can revenge your tribe's death. Your dead wife.. your brother.. these people died by humans.. YET YOU cant simply defeat a regular human?! No longer will my magic protect you.. fool." The voice was none-other than Zeju'lin. The troll felt his shadow magic begining to leave him. Damnit.. I failed my tribe.. thought Kazin'Ar. As his shadow magic continued to leave him.. his dark skin started to change color. It seemed to be reverting to the color of a Forest Troll. Everyone stared at the strange sight. Kazin'Ar was not dead.. yet.. but was wounded grievously. All he can do was speak, while he laid on the cold floor awaiting his death. " I failed my family.. my tribe.."
COUGH
He remained alive.. but the wound weakened him by so much.. it seemed that a simple punch can kill him. "Finish me humon.. I can now die, my master has taken my magic from me.."
 
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Nahar glared at the Troll with despise. He knew the Trolls would never change their ways.. thus they needed to die, but.. didn't everyone deserved a second chance?
He muttered something and said. ''I will give you a pain and quick death..''
He grabbed one of the axes that layed down on the ground and with all his power and force he cut the head off.

One of the greatest champions.. defeated by a child.
 
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The rest of the trolls began to think. They knew they were going to lose this battle.. but they got surrounded. Human troops began to come from behind. They all just began to pile into one circle, ready to fight to the death if they would not let them go. They doubted that they would be free. "Our champion has fallen.. we have no will to fight!" said one of the trolls, holding a spiked maul. It began to seem as if these certain shadow trolls were losing their power.. as their skin color began to change back to either a icey-blueish color, or a dark greenish color. Their master has abandoned those selected trolls...

OOC: btw if u let these trolls live, I will prolly create another troll character.. except one that joins your group. I need a good side character :).
 
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The trolls began to look at each other. By now, all of their skin colors have reverted to their original tribe colors. "Our master has abandoned us.. and left us to die! We will join your people to help defeat the master! We will fight in the honor that our champion had, even though he was honorably defeated by you. Meh speaks for all..in sayin' dat we shall join you!" as he finished the sentence, the trolls began to cheer. It wasn't much trolls.. but would still provide some support.

OOC: nah, dont think so. Dont worry though. Lets say that their main bulk of the army was at Ograthar, but they got defeated by the Shadow trolls. Btw, the shadow trolls, while this battle was raging, have been taking over more land. Including some of the Wood-Elves forests.
 
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Nope till 20 July and also why did you impaled an orc?They were fighting with your side,plus they died too early...
 
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Meanwhile somewhere very far away...
Bnukad was lost...in the far north.Death and cold were the only ones that were watching him.His people murdered,his warchief killed and now they,his people, would die at the hands of the humans...

Two days have passed since the battle with the humans.He had no food,no water to drink...he knew that he would die soon...if the cold wouldn't kill him,then the beasts would do the job...he thought.He was to exhausted to fight them,with all the running and swimming...

In distance,he saw some rocks...and something red glowing in them.He run towards the rocks,with whatever strength remained in him...
 
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OOC: That was before they helped

''Alright then, you will join our cause!''
Suddenly, Nicanor stepped forward and took his -broken- spear.
''Men! This battle is over, but there alot more to come! Together we shall free the world from the Orcs and reclaim our lands, taken by the Shadow Trolls!''
He turned his head to the defeated trolls and said: ''You have redeemed yourselves, Trolls.. no longer you will be named 'Shadow Trolls', but 'Redeemed Trolls'!''
 
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''What you say is true, Ayan'renai.. but this ain't about simple hatreds.. no, if we kill them this day will live on in the Trollish hearts and minds, and peace will never come. No.. we must forgive them, with all we have.''

Nicanor leaned on his stick, tired. ''No, we can't wait.. we got a land to reconquer!''
 
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I cant proceed to page 70 lol....

IC

A fountain...a fountain with red water or blood or whatever was that liquid it contained.Bnukad had a strange feeling...he never felt so much power embracing him.But he also had a bad feeling about this..."Hmm,with this power not only I could save my people,but also remove the humans from the face of this world.".

Bnukad couldn't bear his denial to embrace this power.With this power not only he would eradicate the humans but also the whole world...his sanity became madness...and so he started sipping the liquid from the fountain.His skin started to change colour to red,from his back,his eyes started radiating a green glowing light...hιs power multiplied...his bloodthirst devouring him...

I will grant you anything...whatever you wish...but in exchange,you will swear that you will be loyal to me...for the rest of your life...The demonic voice in his mind scared him,but he later understood that he was the one who offered him,his "gift".

Great god...Bnukad answered to the demoninc voice I want this world purged from anyone who isn't an orc or worthy to be one...

And so it will be...the demonic voice said but first you will need to prepare my arrival...
 
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In the midst of the trolls that were cheering, there was one troll that would be known from both, the humans and the redeemed trolls. This troll, would one day be a hero.

OOC:
Name:
-Saptimen
Class:
-Warrior
Race:
-Forest Troll
Age:
-32
Weapon:
-A two handed spiked maul, but he also has a short sword as a side weapon.
Appearence:
Much like the rest of the trolls, he wears no armor for his chest, but has leggings of leather. He also has chain-linked boots. And he also tends to use war-paint on his face, chest, and arms, usually painting out the symbol of his past tribe, the Kreigan Tribe.
Description:
-Saptimen used to be in a tribe that was more of a Peaceful, but still a Militaristic tribe. His tribe fell, however, when the members rebelled against them selves, and took over the tribe. Saptimen is the last loyal member, and he turned to the shadow magic when a particular shadow troll, Zeju'lin, offered him enough power for revenge against rebel trolls. He accepted the power, and slaughtered orcs, rebel trolls, and humans. In the end, the shadow magic that blinded him was lifted when the Master decided to abandon those trolls. Now he serves the humans. Secretly, however, he does not know that Zeju'lin was actually the original leader of the rebel trolls that destroyed his tribe.. and that he tricked him with shadow magic.

Btw, gotta go afk for a while. Prolly untill 5 p, (about 1 hr and 17 minutes in my time :) )
 
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''I guess so..'' Nicanor sighed.
''Bring the wounded to any inn and clean their wounds, Ayan'renai, keep an eye at this. Greymare, your group will go collect the deads. The hoplites will bury them.''
''Go go!'' he shouted.
Everyone started to work.
 
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OOC: nvm the going afk for a while, me back.

IC: The trolls began to help as well.. by helping collect the dead humans so they can be properly buried. The tougher trolls gathered.. to see who would lead the trolls. There wasn't much dispute of who should lead them, for they all decided that the second-in command from the main army should be the leader. And that was Saptimen. Saptimen was tired however.. so he went to the Inn to rest after the trolls announced him as the new trolls' hero. He would attend in the next meeting when Nicanor decides to discuss the plans against the shadow trolls. But than Saptimen heard of a new enemy.. so he ran to where the Draconian and Nicanor were standing to listen in.
 
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"I know for sure dat it iz not more Shadow Trolls.. for deh moz' recent plan we got were of the takin' over of teh wood elf's lands..." said Saptimen. Although some humans did not mind the extra help.. other humans looked at the trolls strangely. It seemed that their old hatreds did not fully disappear yet.
 
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"My lord just let me point out that men are tired of battle and that all of this corpses will bring nothing but plague. You may want to rest your troops before ridding in to next battle. Allow me and my men to burn these corpses will you rest. Also have you maybe seen my brother lord of Denkester? He went to meet you a week ago."
 
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