Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: Don't expect him on anytime soon, probably not till tomorrow (saw in another thread that his ISP his playing him up).

 

[grygon]

OOC: Shoot, I have no clue what to do now, and I dont even have a room

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: I wouldn't have thought he'd mind you getting one of them as long as it's not plot changing or controlling someone else's character... idk your best bet is to just leave it probably :/ but you could try the above if ur desperate.


EDIT: Erdniz saves u!

 

[erdniz]

Zarator came down the stairs, making blueprints was relay tiresome work. He walked to the bar, the barkeeper seamed to be out in an errand, so he looked around and noticed a shady charter standing a few meters away from him. he hadn't seen this guy before and walked down to the man " Hello, i haven't seen you around, you must be new, if thats the case welcome to fort Brenok." he said in a friendly tone.

 

[grygon]

"Im Raylik" said Raylik "Do you know what all these constructions are that are going on all over the town?"

 

[erdniz]

"Well, me, Taiion" zarator pointed to Taiion." and Niahcluc, are trying to rebuild the town and reclaim the lands around here."

 

[grygon]

"Interesting. Are you short on workers?" Raylik asked

 

[erdniz]

"we don't have anny problems at the moment, but if we are to retake the land we will need every man we can get." Zarator replied.

 

[grygon]

"I could help with that, who should I talk to about that?"

 

[erdniz]

" you should talk to Taiion over there, he got experience in controlling town and stuff like that." Zarator said and pointed at Taiion.

 

[grygon]

OOC: I gotta go IRL or my moms gonna be pissed, Ill be back tommorow. I hope its OK I got myself a room Dragonson

Raylik said "Ok, thanks for the help. Ill ask him tommorow, for now I'm tired from my journey here." Raylik went up to his room and went to sleep.

 

[erdniz]

OOC: hehe know how you got it, you got my sympathy.

 

[erdniz]

Zarator went up to his room again, tired of a long day writing and drawing.

OOC:the worst thing is that its all I've done today, sitting on googe sketchup and trying to create the fort of Brenok.

 

[SoLmaster]

Huntico entered the area. "Lord Taiion, I would like to request some solders and a mage." He had changed, he carried a darkness around him.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion looked up. "what?" he asked? "oh, no sorry. Denied." He said with a smile.

 

[SoLmaster]

He smiled back but something just made it wrong. "Well, I was about to go on a little trip to Talongate. For scouting proposes only." He stop smiling and looked at his bag. "Well can I have some people for my scouting trip?" This had to be very cold for he seemed to have a need to go.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"No." Taiion said bluntly, looking up. "none to spare." He looked back down.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: At me?

 

[The World Is Flat]

Ooc: Frag wrong rp. Lol.

 

[SoLmaster]

Ooc: Lol

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: MREH! Gawd i hate my Internet! O.ô.
Sorry guys. I'l try to reply abit now.
Sorry if i miss anybody who needs responses. :S

IC:
@Lucien
Suddenly, the man collapsed on the ground.
Without any other sound that the ones coming from his armour.

@Niahcluc
The undead showed no apparent interest in them.
It didn't seem like his taunts had any effect on these mindless creatures.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: its ok.

SoL: edited post.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

As the man collapsed, Lucien swore. Quicky drawing Viper he headed back the way he had come, someone needed to know about this and fast.

 

[Dragonson]

As Lucien ran, he heard a dry voice call out at him.
"Wait... help me please... Brenrok, Now..."

 

[SoLmaster]

Huntico leaves the area and prepares to leave the fort. "OK, need some bombs so the mages it is then. Need some people, so recruitment. After, scout the area for the best sites for effective destruction." He wrote a letter after his check list. 'Need: People for a scouting job. Locaton: Near Fort Talongate. Reward: 500 gold each.' He posted it up on the board and went to visit the mages.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

The voice filled Lucien's ears, he could have swore it bore some similarity to someone... No, it was a trick of the mind. Let the undead play their silly games he thought, he stopped running and turned back, Viper held point forward above his head in the traditional dueling stance. "Come on you cowards!", .. "Come and get me...".

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: a dueling stace is not an overhead one. i swordfigth irl, and that stance is very weak.

Eventualy, taiion had gotten up, and aw the sign that huntico had put up. "idion he mumbled. and he ripped the sign down. posting up one, tellnig people not to cooperate with him. "my people are busy. i can't have that fool messing up the order."

 

[Dragonson]

There were no undeads.
All there were, was a man in a golden armour.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"no, this is just to wired" Lucien said lowering his sword and glaring at the figure. "what are you and what do you want from me?" he demanded.

 

[Dragonson]

"My name's... V..."
With those "words" the man collapsed entirely.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien ran once again, but this time towards the figure, he kicked hard and awaited a response.

 

[Fussiler1]

''What the..'' he mumbled.
''Damnit..''
He walked back to the militia.
''Progress slowly forward, but do not loosen up the Spear Wall.'' he commanded.
They did as he asked.

 

[Dragonson]

@Lucien
Nothing happenened.
He just lay there.

@Niahcluc
Slowly, the soldiers enganged the zombies.
When they were about five meters away from them, they suddenly charged.
And in a frenzy, the battle started.

DM: Milita Defence: Roll (1d6 +10 for Spearwall): 5 (15).
The Milita easily fended off the zombies, and managed to avoid the wraith's killing claws.

 

[grygon]

OOC: Im sorta unclear on how the timeline is running in this, would this be an acceptable time for Raylik to wake up or what? Because I find it slightly confusing. But maybe thats just me.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: fine time.

 

[grygon]

OOC: It just seems like its the middle of the same day for Lucien and Niahcluc, and the next day for you. Thats what was confusing me, this is the first RPG Ive been in without any visual reference. Anywho...

Raylik cracked open his eyes. The sun was shining in through the window. After a moments indecision he stood up, stretched, and headed downstairs. "Now to find Taiion" he muttered to himself.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Infuriated at the lack of response from the 'corpse', Lucien bent down and rolled it over analysing it's every feature:

 

[Dragonson]

Still in it's armour, Lucien couldn't really analyze anything.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion sat at his usual table.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien attempted to lift the corpse, "Would be nice to have some evidence", he grunted under the strain.

 

[Dragonson]

As he lifted it, it suddenly started moving.
"Auargh..."
The "corpse" said, and then
"T... Thanks. Can you... put me down now? I... Prefer to... walk..."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien dropped the corpse in surprise, cursing he quickly bent down and helped it back up onto it's feet. "Are you ok?"... "Who the hell do you think you are?", he couldn't help but add, still holding the 'corpse' upright.

 

[grygon]

As Raylik came down he saw Taiion sitting at the same table he was sitting at yesterday. He went over and said "Hello my lord. May I present myself, I am Raylik. I would like to help with some projects in the town, and someone I was talking to yesterday directed me to you."

 

[Fussiler1]

''Fiiight!'' he roared.
He jumped in the roar and started swinging with Ravager.

 

[Dragonson]

"I am... Vall Towershield... Of the Vitae'Sealok."
The man said as he got up.
"I live in... Fort Brenrok... is... it far from here?"

EDIT: Ya ninjah'd me fuss! :O
DM: Melee Attack: Roll (1d6 +5 for Unknown Bonus): 5 (10).
In a mighty strike, Niahcluc obliterates both the Wraith and two zombies.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"Not far, if we leave now and you can walk, we can get there a good hour or two before dusk. But you don't look in any fit state to me. Perhaps we should rest a bit? I was trailing a group of militia, you haven't seen them have you? They may be of some help... It's not safe out here, is it?"

 

[erdniz]

Zarator woke up, cursing himself for sleeping in the middle of the day.
He went down to the barkeeper and said "may i get some chikken, put some bread with it wile your at it."

 

[Dragonson]

"For me... it is... they can't... see me..."
He said.
"It is, a good idea... we, should... rest..."
With those words he sat down.

OOC:
EDIT: ARGH! Another ninja! :S

IC: "Sure! here you go!" the Barkeeper said and handed Zarator the food.

 

[Fussiler1]

He grinned.
''Comeone!" he shouted to the militia.
''You guys are fighting or what!?''
He hacked and slashed through the group.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Lucien nodded in acknowledgement, taking his coat off, he sat down cross-legged, lying an unsheathed Viper across his lap and facing the 'corpse', merely waiting. Either he would talk or the militia would catch him on the way back, assuming everything went well of course...