Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion, intriged... flew back to the party...

 

[Dragonson]

...and spotted Mourg, lying on the ground writhing in what appeared to be pain.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
Shows me not to grab random things, eh? First a burnt hand, now this... Anyone mind helping Mourg up?
And that double post was unintentional; I have already fixed it.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
Curse: Duck of Doom
Go down 2 Levels.
Seriously, who picks up a duck in a dungeon?
- Munchkin, The Card Game

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
Maybe I can get a magic-resistant gauntlet? It would cost money, and I would need to get rid of my flesh glove, but it would still let me grab random stuff.
And if I saw a duck in one of your dungeons, Dragonson, I would turn its bones to lead. Then, to be sure, I would make a scarf out of its veins.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
Hehe.
Now let's wait for flat...

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion lande swiftly at mourgs side.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
Mourg has been completely paralyzed. He won't be saying or doing much right now.

 

[The World Is Flat]

He looke down at the orc... he had never liked him much... but he may be useful. He reached down and lifted the orc into the air with both hands...

 

[Dragonson]

...and notices that the orc seems very light, but has a strange force flowing through his body.
Apparently originating from a strange blade Mourg is holding in a tight grip in his left hand, the warp-wounded one.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
If I hold that long enough, will the effects go away or will it kill me?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
That depends on the dice.
I am currently rolling 1d6 for each post that has ingame content to determine what happens.

Ofcourse, the un-paralyzed people might be able to do something. HMMMM?! *nudge nudge*

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion prope the orc up against a rock and grabbed his warped hand, but not before pumping a massive amount of raw power into his hand...

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion felt how his pressence was not welcomed by whatever energies was occupying the sword.
The simple iron weapon was fighting against him with all it's power.

 

[Fussiler1]

''What's with the Orc?'' he asked Taiion, frowning.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion gritted his teeth and pushed, forcing all of his power into grabbing the sword and throwing it to the ground... if only he could reach it...

 

[dead-man-walking]

OOC: Heya peeps. I've made a char. approved by Dragonson through VM.

Name: Kloth
Race: Werewolf, originally a Wolf
Class: Barbarian
Age: Unknown, but he's already an adult in Wolf terms of Maturity
Gender: Male
Description:
Kloth is a Wolf from the Bloodhowl pack. Like all members of this Pack, he has a Pitch-Black Fur and Blood Red Eyes. One night, it's just like any other. He went on to hunt some deer with other wolves. However, what they found in their hunt is not any deer. Instead, they found a strange Demon, formed of Pure Darkness. They tried to fought the Demon to no avail. Eventually, Kloth do one brave act that he will regret for his entire life: he bit the Demon's head. Unfortunately, the Demon is not something as weak as he think, as the Demon effortlessly dug its claws inside Kloth's body, delivering an unimaginable pain. He does survive, however, and become insane in the process, ravaging the Demon and tearing it to pieces. Realizing that it won't be safe to return for both him and the pack, he ran off to the forest. Three nights after that, he encountered a feral Werewolf, who bit his back with a powerful force, infecting Kloth with the Werewolf Curse. This turns out to be Kloth's advantage, however. As he transformed into a Werewolf, he he ripped his attacker without any effort, and also regained some of his sanity in the process. With his sanity regained, he now has only one goal: To purge Rafia of all Demons, no matter what the cost.

Build:
Tall and Lanky with a muscly body, with lean but strong limbs. As the history said, he has a Pitch-Black fur and Blood Red eyes.

Also, he's Half-Insane.

Soulblade:
Hunger
Hunger is a huge, two-handed axe.
It is extremely sharp, and is weighted so that attacks both bash and cleave.
It does though have the side effect that the wielder constantly thirsts for battle.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Cooolio

 

[dead-man-walking]

OOC: 'Kay. Lets begin with the RP.

IC:
Kloth wandered through the Underground, smelling everywhere for Demons. His Soulblade has been desperately hungering for more blood, although it's already bathed in it. His nose picked a scent alien to his nose, neither it has the stench of a demon nor the strange scent humans had. He followed the scent, hoping for something that could quench his thirst.

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion had managed to get the sword out of Mourg's hand, but now lay exhausted on the ground.
At this moment, Kloth entered the cavern.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion sniffed the air and his eyes instantly dialated, becoming pure glowing red his wings burst out and his venom glands pulsating... he gave out a feral hiss thats brutality could be heard echoing through the cave. He leapt into the air at top speed, detecting minute air pressure changes and blasting straight towards the wherewolf...

 

[Dragonson]

"Wow Wow Wow! Slow down!"
Vall said and created a mental force field in front of Taiion, that he slammed into.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion slammed iinto it, but refused to stop, his blood literally boiled as he madly fought to clear it.. must... kill... must... exterminate...

 

[dead-man-walking]

"Vampire... I... Have none... To do... With... Your... Kind...!", Kloth growled to Taiion with a weak voice, exhausted by Hunger's continous demand. "I... Come... Only... For demons...!"

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion leapt at him.

 

[dead-man-walking]

Kloth raised his hand to block Taiion, and might as well as throwing him back.

OOC: Gotta sleep. Bai.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion soulblade flew a good 3 feet infront of him, aiming for the wolfs chest as taiion flew over him and came at him fro mthe rear...

OOC: goodnight.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion soulblade flew a good 3 feet infront of him, aiming for the wolfs chest as taiion flew over him and came at him fro mthe rear...

OOC: goodnight.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: .. A mental force...?

''W--..'' he shouted, surprised.
''What is that!?''

 

[Dragonson]

Just when Soulsplitter was about to hit Kloth, Vall delivered a stunning blow to the back of Taiion's head.
Taiion's concentration was broken, and the blade stopped it's flight.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion fell back with a thud and turned on vall, hissing. then he turned back to the wherewolf and fired off a blast of energy. "its a beast that need to be but down!" he hissed violently.

 

[Crazy Cow]

Mourg, coughing and with an awful headache, tried to sit up.

OOC:
If I touch that sword with, say, a glove on, would it still be able to do what it just did?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: That's the kind of stuff you have to find out yourself.

IC:
Vall sighed, and then muttered a single word.
"Stop."
Taiion found himself paralyzed, and his soulblade were frozen in the air.
"I'm not going to let you kill a sentinent being without proper reason.
I am very sure that you have never seen this creature before, therefore i am also very sure that you have any kind of reason to kill it.
If you manage to kill or hurt it i will heal it within seconds.
Now, Calm, Down."

Meanwhile, Mourg managed to sit up.

 

[Crazy Cow]

Mourg coughed again and saw the drama unfolding. Vall seemed to have it under control, however, so Mourg turned his attention to the sword that had... well, done something to him. Mourg pulled his backpack off, stood up, and carefully put one foot down on the hilt of the sword, pointing the tip up.

OOC:
Anything interesting happen?

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion just stoo there, motionless. unmoving....

 

[dead-man-walking]

Kloth collapsed under the burden of hefting Hunger around. His hands tightly grasped the massive axe, too weak to do anything.

 

[Dragonson]

Vall released Taiion and sat down beside Kloth.
He said a few words, laid his hand on Kloth's chest, and the exhausted werewolf soon felt power streaming through his body again.

OOC:
Nothing happens yet CC.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: OP action is OP.

''Hm.. what will we do with him?'' he asked, peering at the werewolf.

 

[Dragonson]

"I suggest that we let him explain himself, and maybe find out who he is."
Vall said, now standing up again.
"As far as we know, he could be high patriach of the Black Tower.
I've encountered quite a bunch of mages with the ability to change shape during my travels."

 

[dead-man-walking]

"Thank... You... Whoever... You... Are..."

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion hissed again and launched himself at the wherewolf... buy his calculation exctly 8.375 seconds after being released, targeting the beasts collarbone, wich he detected was exactly 1.35 centimeters below average, preparing to sink his teeth into the beast...

 

[dead-man-walking]

Noticing the Half-Vampire lunging at him, Kloth raised Hunger to form a defensive stance, covering his neck from Taiion's reach.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion wings beat up at just the right time, flinging himself over the wherewolf and swing his sword around slashing at his back.. lunging at his unprotected back.

 

[grygon]

OOC: Im back. Sorry ive been inactive for 2 weeks, first I was on a trip and then when I got back my internet was down. I only just got back.

IC:
Raylik heard a loud noise and headed towards it to investigate. He found out it came from the underground cavern the others had entered, so he changed his mind about not following them and entered the cavern. Upon entering he noticed the massive wreckage and magma on the walls. Suddenly, he saw a flash of motion from the center of the cavern, and noticed Taiion and a werewolf fighting. He hurried towards them.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OO: double post. delete asap.

 

[Dragonson]

Vall muttered a few words, and Taiion found himself lashing out at nothingness.
Next to vall, a confused Kloth were standing.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion turned on Vall and hissed, fireing off a volly of blasts at the wolf.

 

[dead-man-walking]

Kloth leapt at Taiion to avoid his bullet, seemingly annoyed by Taiion's continous attack.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion welled great spheres of energy into his hads. "foul beasts" he spat and flunge them at Kloth. they hurtled towards himm...

OOC: btw, vampires and wherewolves HATE each other. to be realistic kloth should be attacking taiion too... its overpowering instinct... and taiion is ancient and has much more control.... so yeah...

 

[erdniz]

OOC: Sorry that i haven't been online much, but i haven't been were the action have been.
BTW welcome dead-man-walking.

IC: Zarator poked the wall several times, trying to make a circle. (like several holes combined to isolate a piece of the wall.)