Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion looked around, trying to see what had just happened...

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion saw the demon lying dead on the floor.
Or atleast, what remained of it.
Niahcluc were lying next to it, apparently unconsious.

OOC: Hey? CC?
You gonna join in on the action?

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: What happened with the demon?

He opened slightly his eyes.
He stood up. ''Bah..'' he mumbled.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Nothing serious.
I just pulled another plot stunt. :innocent:

IC:
Niahcluc were having a serious headache,
which were probably caused by the strange, white, spiky thing sticking out of the back of his head.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Let's go on?'' he said to Mourg and the Vampire.
He had no idea of the white thing on his head.

 

[Crazy Cow]

EDIT:
Never mind.

Before Mourg could act again, the demon dissapeared in a flash of light and had somehow died. Everyone else, however, was in decent condition. That is, everyone but Niahcluc.
"Are you alright?" Mourg asked Niahcluc. There was some kind of white spike sticking out of his head, and if it were a metal spike it certainly would have killed Niahcluc.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Eh, the demon's dead. I awoke and have some spike sticking out of my head. . Damn zhe ninja posting!

 

[Dragonson]

Mourg realized that the demon was dead.
He did though have a strange feeling...
DM: Plot Related Roll That You Won't Be Told What Is Haha: Roll [Dice Count Hidden Due to Plot Relations]: [Result Hidden Due To Plot Relations]
Suddenly, Mourg noticed a strange orb lying amongst the remains of the exploded demon.

 

[Crazy Cow]

Mourg was concerned for Niahcluc, but seeing as he was at least able to stand Mourg temporarily examined the dead demon. It had exploded, quite violently, and amongst the bits of flesh, bone and unidentified demon bits there was a strange orb. Mourg picked up the thing, examining it curiously.

 

[Dragonson]

It looked alot like a crystal ball.
Inside it he saw something looking like a castle...
No, more like a heavily reinforced fort.
It looked quite epic though.

He saw a group of people standing on the wall.
As the orb got closer, he could see that one of them wore a shining bright armor.
Then, the "vision" suddenly turned into whirling smoke.
In the middle of the smoke, a Black Star appeared.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Where are you looking at?'' he asked.
''We must go.''

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion struggled to his feet... trying to resis the vamiric hunting lust... (will check)

OOC: it would be very bad if he failed. but he has had thousands of years of practice... but there is a possibility...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Yo need no check.
It'l be back up soon.
It has something to do with [Hidden Due to Plot Relevance].

 

[Crazy Cow]

Mourg picked up the crystal ball, and turning to follow Niahcluc he continued down the corridor.

 

[erdniz]

Name: Zarator Katarim
Race: (special) half human half demon
Class: Necromancer (if you think i should have another class based on my description just say it)
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Description: Zarator was born thirty four years ago, somewhere in the wilderness outside the village of Melk his mother died right after the birth, leaving the child alone. As a strike of luck there was an old couple going by, they found the child. the old couple who always wanted a child adopted the boy and named him Zarator Katarim. Because of his slightly reed skin he was mocked in his childhood. At the age of twelve his "parents" died, this made Zarator very unstable, and one day a rich trader traveled through the village, one of the traders guards Kicked zarator into the dirt "stay of the road scumbag!" was the words of the guard. This made Zarator succumb to a terrible rage wich resulted in the guard death. When Zarator awoke he fond himself in the wilderness, with scars from the battle of the day before. He was drained for energy and the will to live. after some day he wandered of onto a road leading him to the city of Auchin'Zel were he became the disciple of a necromancer. this is what he did for twenty tow years, learning the ways of a daemon tamer. not knowing his forbidden ancestry he now sets out on a quest to find his origins.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Hmm.
That seems like a pretty reasonable story.
But where does the demonic stuff come in?

 

[Fussiler1]

As they walked down the corridor, something bothered him..
''Damn headache..'' he mumbled.

OOC: Anything happens with the spike on my head?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Indeed there does.
But hey, the fate of your charecter is 10% in your hands.
Nothing is default. >

 

[erdniz]

OOC: vel he don't know that he is half demon, all he knows is that he is different from other humans. the slightly red skin an the effect his masters spells had on him made him think, an thus wanting to know his origins.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion shuddered to his feet... trying to control himself... and failing... he turned towards Niahculc and hissed. about to strike.

 

[Fussiler1]

Niahcluc glared at Taiion.
''Move--'' he said, before looking at his hungry eyes.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion hissed and leapt into the air towards niahcluc...

OOC: proabably wait for dragonson.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
@Erdniz.
That seems okay.
It would though be nice for me, as a DM, to know what the hell's goin on with him.
If you don't want the other's to know, pm me.

@Taiion and Fuss
What do you need? a roll?
Currently that little feud needs no rolls.
Why? Let me explain: I call it...

IC:
"STOP."
Suddenly, Taiion froze in the air.
A second after, he fell down to the ground, and there he regained his mobility.
Niahcluc's headache suddenly got worse.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Whattttt?! Taiion hissed sharply to whatever had made the noise. he looked around, ready to strike again... his hunting instincts pounding in his skull...

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion saw noone else than them.
He did though notice that the strange white spike were slowly blending in with Niahcluc's head.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Agh!'' he shouted.
''Let it.. Stop!''

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: To make sure noone misunderstands this:
"Blend In" means "Merge".
It is not blending Niahcluc's head.
EDIT: In other news, after some PM discussion, erdniz's charecter is approved
Now we just have to get him into the game somehow.
ALSO: 1,200'th post

 

[erdniz]

OOC: must i get a soul blade first or is it just to jump inn at the first opportunity?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Oh, right! XD
I completely forgot to make you a soulblade.

I'l do that now... sec.

 

[erdniz]

OOC: I'll take that as a wait for the soul blade XD

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion suddenly slumped over. unconsious.

 

[Crazy Cow]

"Niahcluc!" Mourg yelled, running over to him. The white spike was slowly merging with Niahcluc's head, and Mourg doubted Niahcluc was enjoying the experience. Mourg thought briefly about pulling the spike out, but that would probably do much more harm than whatever was happening now. Mourg simply stood by, unable to do anything but worry.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Allright erd, here's yoursoulblade:
Rend
Rend is a psychic blade, like Taiion's.
It's shaped like a saber and is extremely sharp.
However, it is not known if it has any special abilities.

Oh and, Flat? you're going uncon for RP reasons only rite?

IC:
Soon after the shard disappared.
Niahcluc felt no more pain.
Mourg watched as Niahcluc's eyes turned all white.
And with that, his soulblade started emitting a extremely white glow.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Ah..'' he mumbled.
''Finally, it stopped.''

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Yup!

 

[erdniz]

Siting in a tavern, somewhere in the magic city Auchin'Zel. Zarator spent his last money on a hot spiced beer. "well there goes the rest of my money. Man i should really get going, money don't make them selves, but on the other hand, this place is so nice and cozy, well spending some more time here wouldn't hurt. Hick!" he said, "Hey drink yer beer and get yer sorry ass out of here." said the barkeeper, a sturdy little dwarf."Hey there little man i don't do any harm. Hick!""Don't make me force you read skin.""whoa take it easy, let me just drink my beer and I'll get out of here" Zarator drank the last of his beer and stumbled out in the street, taking some unsteady steps before faling over into a pile of hay, falling into a deep slumber.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: You'e oficially in the RP erd.
Just remember to add spaces, and that I usually play the NPC's

Now we just need to get you into the mine.
Would you mind to change your starting position to Fort FarTalon?
It would be alot easier to get you into the game then.

 

[Crazy Cow]

OOC:
There's a pretty long walk from Auchin'Zul to FarTalon, and then you have to bother with the whole business of finding the gate while simultaneously fighting off feral vampires. It isn't fun at all.

"You alright?" Mourg asked, worried about Niahcluc. His eyes had turned white, like those of a blind man, and his blade was glowing faintly. If his companion was blind, they would ned to get him back to Tower City before another demon showed up.
To top it all off, Taiion had keeled over after a brief rage. Mourg was, for the moment, the only one who would be able to help Niahcluc if it turned out that spike had taken him out.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Ah.. yes..''
He stood up.
''Why the heck did you attack me!?'' he shouted to Taiion, with rage in his voice.
''What, are all damn Vampires nothing more then simple beasts!?''

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion opened his eyes. and hissed in more of a "oh god what just happened" kind of way. and struggled to his feet. "i... lost control... i..." he seemed to get a grip on himsealf and stood up. "I apologise for my actions. i will not repeat them again." then looked at Niahcluc's eyes. "what happened to you?"

 

[Fussiler1]

''What happened..?''
''What happened!?''

''I was almost killed, that happened to me.'' he reacted, still a bit angry.

 

[Dragonson]

Mourg soon realized that if anything, Niahcluc was NOT blind.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"I..." taiion seemed to hesitate... "I'm... sorry..." he paused... "vampires are very emotionally driven creatures, and i... forgot myself..." The he stood up. "but i am only half vampire, I will control myself..."

 

[erdniz]

OOC:

@crazy cow
Hehe well it's something to do, and i think I'll find it, i know how to follow roads, and on the top of it, I'm not an stupid orc (well ok orcs are awesome but they are not my type.)

@Dragonson
Its ok to start there, but how shall i do that? maybe i used some of the last year to travel to the fort or it was the fort an not the city i fled to.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Eh... who're we waiting for?

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: fuss. or mourg...

 

[Fussiler1]

''Blegh.. let's move on..'' he mumbled.
He gave Taiion a deadly look and then resumed walking.

 

[erdniz]

OOC: Ain't the others in a mine or something?

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion looked at niahcluc and frowned. but cntinued to walk with them down he hallway... filled with a strange and burning desire to go home...

 

[Dragonson]

At the end of the corridor they found three paths that they could follow.
A path to the right, a path to the left and a hole in the ground.