Naga RP

[Lore-Wolf]

Dotyhos drops the pin. all right ill surrender.

 

[Misha]

right.. now the guards should lock Dothyos and while locking Blade say something that'll open again that red eye Dothyos has XD

 

[varsaigen]

eh? I have no clue what that would be to enrage him. I was never too good at insults

*Having escorted the two to the dungeons and placing them in mana-draining cells, the two are physically bound to the wall (belt-like peice of metal that is connected straight to the wall. Its even worse than hanging there, cause the neck clamp keeps them from slithering out Hands are also bound by chains high above them Unable to scratch head easily ) Their weapons are confiscated, and sent to a smith for melting down and reconstruction (but it could just be sitting in an armory somewhere, the two don't know but it IS at a smith [surface for smithing on a desert island]) into new weapons, disenchanted to make the new weapons. (They are untouched at the moment, being examined )*

 

[varsaigen]

((Continued from above))

*"Enjoy your prison" Said the final guard, swinging the keys on his finger as he walks away from the locked cells. Laughing guards are heard as the dungeon door swings closed, a thundering boom echoing down the dark corridor.*

BTW, the smith was informed as to the effects of the runeblade

 

[Misha]

lol.. people, i gotta model, so.. var, take over Blade, will ya?

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos tries to break lose. he focusses all his power to his and and tries to get it free. "dammit its to strong!"

 

[varsaigen]

*The mana draining effect finally begins to take its toll, as the effects are finally felt on its vectims. Meanwhile, the smith takes the runeblade onto a table and examines it, careful not to touch it. No one enters his shop. No civilians are out on the streets, for a "murderous band of criminals" infiltrated and have stolen the Queen away, and would likely be back. No guards disturbed him, and he examined the blade in the first peace he had in ages, silence all around him.*

 

[Lore-Wolf]

*at camp*
Zunaza: let me go i can explain!
Tochen: you dont have to explain anything, and now Dothyos is gone we don't have to watch our manners. *hits Zunaza.
Tochen: Tie her up! let no one hear her and lie here next to Gormas (* look at persons *)
Tochen Toughts: now Dothyos is gone i can be leader of the tribe!
Tochen: people listen to me, i have just heard that Dothyos has died trying to save the others. this really hurts me deep inside, but our tribe is still in danger. So we have to go on. one thing is sure. we will never forget him.
Zunaza trys to get lose but it didn't help. she tries to scream, but there wasn't a single sound. a tear drops from her cheek.
Zunaza thoughts: Dotyhos, please return!

 

[varsaigen]

yes, a tear that will never be seen cause they're underwater

*The runes glow a steady blue as it drains away their mana.*

 

[Misha]

var.. better go to the Blade and stuff because i'm back. but i'd still like to see what you can come up with

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Crowd: what Dothoys is.. is he dead? Dothyos is dead! what are we going to do.. is he really dead.
Tochen: people please stay calm. i shall fallow up Dothyos place and lead this tribe.
Zavn: wait i don't believe Dothyos is dead! I saw it, Chaos and some others are still there!
Tochen toughts: shit!
Tochen: oh, thats good news could you please come with me and inform me?
Zavn: ueh sure. Whispers to Other girls: don't worry ill be back soon.
Tochen: Please, after you.
at that moment Zavn feels a knife at her throat. at that moment she sees Zunaza and Gormas.
Tochen: now, you will do exactly as i say or you and your little friends could say goodbye.
Zavn tries to get lose.
Tochen: Oh, dont even think about it.
a other naga holds his trident above Zunaza.
Zavan: ok, what do you want.
Tochen: i want you to........

 

[Misha]

Lore-Wolf, don't rush D:
Var, get the thing with smith, Blade and Natheras already? D:

Blade: Gnn... *struggles to snap the chains but fails* Dothyos.. why can't you go berserk now?

 

[varsaigen]

lol mana-draining effect likes its food And I think the eye-opening rage is magic-related :/

*The smith inspects the blade, checking his references. From what he heard, the blade was supposed to steal souls. Having heard of foreign blades that could steal souls to strenthen themselves, he decides to test which type of strength: Power, or physical. Taking a tool, he puts on ear-covers and sets the rod at the base of the blade. Scraping it slowly, forcefully, across the length of the blade, he flinches from the sound. The tool scraps along, undenting, but the effects of scraping the blade travels to its owner. Blade groans in pain, pulling away the wall but failing. The runes glow a brighter blue as they drain from this link as well, hardly easing any of the pain.*

 

[Misha]

(any more of it var? Oo)

 

[varsaigen]

need to let other post too

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dotyhos no, I cant. I can't just start it, it goes all by itself, there I nothing I can control about it. and I don't even know how why and when it happens. its all a blur.
Dothyos: arg. i feel sleepy. we have to get out of here!

i'm not rushing :3 the dots mean (at the same time and an abrupt stop.) so i wont go further at home unless we are further at Blade and Dothyos.

 

[Misha]

Blade: gah.. what are those fools trying to do with Natherasssss....

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos: blade, whats wrong?

 

[Misha]

Blade: Natheras, my soul weapon.. its bound to me...
(now var can go with another "attack" :3)

 

[varsaigen]

bit busy with trying to rig and animate a model in blender. ;/ School assignment D:

 

[Lore-Wolf]

So.. you can, féél your weapon? Dothyos asks

 

[Misha]

Blade: I'm a.. deathknight... Natheras.. is my soul..

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos: ah. i.. see.. i feel. a bit.. slow. i think.. i'm going... to. sleep.
Dothyos fades away.

 

[varsaigen]

Mana-draining has that effect on people

*The smith begins. Taking the blade down a long tunnel and finally up to the surface, to his deserted island, he begins heating the blade in the volcano-fueled furnace. This vent of heat from the volcano, moved diagonally towards a subterranean volcano beneath the ocean. Once heated, he began working to melt the Runeblade down, having given up on disenchanting it. Taking a powerful hammer, he swings it down upon the blade.*

 

[varsaigen]

((Continued from above))

*Blade launched away from the wall, the pain causing him to lurch horribly. Failing to budge against the metallic bindings holding them to the wall. The pain was unbearable, as each strike with the hammer felt like a punch to his heart. The hammer falls, driving more pain into him. Again, again, the blows increase in power, the blade unwielding, as the surges of pain launch into the Death Knight.*

If I ever capture a Deathknight, I know how to torture them >:3

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos Wakes up because of the noise.
Dothyos: Aaah! How long have i slept? Blade!
Dothyos Slings his hands as hard as he can. He starts roaring.
Dothyos: Common help me! Open! Why cant i... arg!

 

[Misha]

(i think you should make your smith submit slowly to the Natheras influence, var ^^)

 

[varsaigen]

nope. he isn't touching the blade, and thus, it hasn't the connection needed to effect him yet

*Down came the hammer, sending another surge of pain into the Deathknight. Againm and again, the hammer fell. Undented, the sword remained, and the Smith grew frustrated. Raising his hammer up high, he brought it down nwith all the force imaginable. As the hammer struck, a shockwave burst forth from the weapon, and the blade was immersed in a blue aura, its runes glowing brightly. The surge of power from the blade had effected the smith, overwhelming his mind and body. Picking up the blade with one hand, he moves towards the tunnel, and was soon making his way to the city, leaving the blade to scrape across the floor, its scratching noise unbearably loud and abnoxious.*

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos: I hope every thing is okay with the others. i hope they can rest now. now we need to get out of here *sigh* how are we going to do that.. we just cant break free.

 

[Misha]

*meanwhile Blade is grunting in pain*

 

[varsaigen]

can't reach your chest Hands are chained high above your head Any itches you might have are unsctratchable And, with your hands chained in different directions, you can't pick the lock

*Making his way through the tunnel, the Smith soon reached the city. The blade, now scraping along the stone roads, gave off an obnoxious noise as the smith slowly moved through the streets, almost zombie-like. Soon, the smith came to the front of the prison.*

You guys are much further below ground. Blade has a headache from the scraping, even though you guys can't hear it until he finally reaches your floor.

 

[Misha]

*fixed*

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos: Blade! what's happening!

 

[varsaigen]

*The Smith walked towards the doors of the dungeon, and guards came up to take the weapon. Upon seeing his eyes, they pulled back a bit, but it was too late. With a simple swing, the blade bored through the armour and flesh, drinking their blood and souls. And soon, again, was scraping along the ground, signalling death. Further guards tried to stop the smith, but the sword was his master now. Lifting the sword with no effort, the smith whipped it around like paper, and his souless eyes warned those in his way, of impending death. And soon, was making his way alone, down the tunnels, into the darkness that is the dungeons.*

Still about 6 floors from you LONG floors

 

[Lore-Wolf]

please post that var.. there is nothing happening in that time so. :s doesnt matter if you really post it now or over a week.. ><
only thing i can think off is back at the camp but then im to far at the camp and im making my own story there.

 

[Misha]

Lore-Wolf, var is the master storyteller. it is worth any wait, just to see his posts.

 

[varsaigen]

lol a compliment!
Well, I AM working ahead in school, with thursday being Thanksgiving, and Wednesday my birthday (want to take wednesday off from all school ) So sure, I shall give you another post.

 

[varsaigen]

*Finally, the scraping came to be heard within the dungeon, and grew louder my the minute. Soon, claking was evident as the sword rattled down the stairs. A figure came into sight, the features hard to read in the faint light. Reaching the cells, the blue light from the runes revealed his face. His dank, souless eyes as he stared at the Deathknight, unmoving, quiet and cold. Raising the sword high above him, its own runes glowing lustfully, the sword came crashing down, freezing the very bars that made the cell. Another swing brought the bars to the ground, shattered peices of ice upon the cold stone floor. Entering the cell, the smith's dark eyes, hidden in shadows, emotionless, looked upon the prisoner. Rotating the blade slowly in his hand, the smith raised the weapon above him, the icy blade aimed towards the death knight. And with a single motion, the blade lunged forwards.*

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos: What it this? NO BLADE!

 

[Misha]

(hey, he didn't killed Blade, i think.. Oo)

 

[Lore-Wolf]

(well i cant see clearly)

 

[varsaigen]

*A sound of metal snapping as the sword came to a stop. The chain had snapped from the strike of the sword. Again, a strike on a chain, the bindings had snapped under the force of the Soulblade. The runes glowed stronger, fading and growing. The smith raised the blade once more, aimed at the Deathknight's head, and with blinding speed, he was dead. The bod of the smith fell to the floor, and the runeblade, Netharas, lay next to him, as the whispy blue energy that was the soul of the smith, was drawn intot he blade. The cell door open, the bindings undone, the Deathknight now stood free from the chains that held him there. He was free to escape.*

When you grab Dothyos, don't suddenly rush out all in one post. There's one more surprise for you there :3

 

[Lore-Wolf]

grab me?

 

[Misha]

Blade: ..Finally... *he grabs Natheras and exits the cell* Dothyos.. let's go.. *he uses his aura and runemagic to instantly freeze and shatter all metal, freeing Dothyos*

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Dothyos: Thanks, now we need to get the hell out of here. you lead the way.

 

[varsaigen]

*Just then, the water around them changed. The runes changed to an ominous red, and the water felt thick. The vision of the hall worsened in the red glow, and as the silent humming of the runes grew louder, it quickly dropped in pitch. ( That noise) The water surged with energy. It was a mana feedback, intended to overwhelm the escapees with negative enemy. The water became hotter from the flood of negative energy, and the effects felt like being suffocated. The hall was dark and quiet, through all the levels as the runes turned red. A dark aura filled the water.*

My final trick unleashed! Enjoy the feedback! > *Evil laugh*

 

[Misha]

Dothyos! Quick! Let's get out of here! *yells Blade* The feedback buuurnsss.. *and he turns around, still hissing.. and races across the hallway*

 

[Lore-Wolf]

Blade! wait. I don't feel that well. what's happening? *Dothyos follows Blade*

 

[Misha]

Thesse runess... *Blade hisses, racing to the upper dungeon floor* ... They are worssse now... it's feedback...

 

[sacridshadow]

lol and it's only going to get worse. XD I wonder if your sword is being hurt too. XD