[RP Thread] Cries of Urnung: Book of the Bladebringer

[Dragonson]

The wolf looked down at them with a cold smile.
DM: Speed Duel (Mind Duel using Dexterity).
Wolf Spirit: 30 Dexterity (6 Dice): 14.
Ekrion: 5 Dexterity (1 Die): 3.
Leo: 3 Dexterity (Unable to Participate)
Illios: 5 Dexterity (1 Die): 6.
WINNER: Wolf Spirit.
Before Ekrion could get within swinging distance the wolf jumped down from the trees and flew through the air with the speed of a crossbow bolt, grabbing Ekrion by his leg mid-air and slamming him into the ground a it landed.
DM: Endurance Check (DifLevel 4): Roll (1d6 +3 and +10 from Essence Resilliance (Lifebranded)): 6 (19).
Rolling Extra Dice: 3 (22). Success!
Although all the air left his lungs upon landing Ekrion managed to stay conscious and without broken bones.
A shockwave shot out from where they had landed, and the group members (including Ekrion and excluding the golem) were shot away from the wolf's location with great force, hitting the nearby trees.
A cloud of dust rose around the wolf, concealing the wolf and the golem.
A loud 'thump' was heard, and the golem came flying out of the cloud, crashing into nearby trees like the rest of thr group.
Though, like all the other members of the group it appeared unhurt after the flight.
When the cloud dissipated a moment later a robed man was standing where the wolf had been.
As he looked around at the adventurers a sympathic smile was on his face.
His hair was black, though his face looked like he had seen one too many centuries.
"The Spiritguides' oath to never hurt a spirit is one of the most idiotic things i've heard in my existance.
It's hard to beleive you lot are the only ones they've sent after me."

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion gasped for breath, coughing and breathing heavily. Oaths are made upon beliefs..." he said softly and slowly, clearly still tormented by the pain of the slam. "and Beliefs are different for everyone." He eventually concluded.
He grabbed onto a branch of the tree he had landed against and pulled himself up. "I could care less about their beliefs however, even though I respect them." He took another deep breath, and he was breathing normally again. he grabbed his sword tightly and took a defensive stance, ready to for the spirit's attack.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: I can't attack! Nooo...

 

[Dragonson]

The man smiled wider and turned his gaze to Ekrion.
"I should have known you would say something like that.
Disciples of the Unmovable One are so surprisingly tolerant."
A shadow then fell over the man's face.
"And then again i should have known he would protect his little realm."
A silent, threatening growl slowly filled the air.

 

[Phoonix]

"Is it not logical to protect something that is close to you?" Ekrion sighed... "The spirit guides told us you were corrupted. And I have now seen it with my own eyes, I have felt it..." He looked at the spirit with sorrow in his eyes. "It is sad."

 

[Dragonson]

The growl grew louder.
"He shattered out land, Crycon. He broke our nation. And THEY wont let me rip his heart out!"
The man grew. His body bent forward and his face slowly morphed into that of a wolf.
"They rebuilt it all, made a perfect world that he could not touch. And THEY wont let us in!"
He jumped into the air with the speed of a fireball, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the leaves of the trees.
You will DIE for helping them...
As fast as he disappeared the wolf shot out of a nearby bush, colliding with Ekrion and immediately started clawing at him.
DM: 1 Turn until Ekrion is overpowered.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios looked confused and was surprised at the events that had happened. He had let go of his sword when he was blasted away into the tree and slowly crawled forward to grab it. He then put his leg on the ground and stood up by leaning on it. He felt that his face was dirty and swiped all the dirt away with one movement.

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: I'm not sure wether I can control the golem like this. If not, pleas say so.

Ekrion fell to the ground, trying to throw off the wolf.

As soon as The golem saw the wolf colliding with Ekrion at stood up and charged at it. when it was in range it trusted his fist towards the wolf, trying to knock him off.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios roared and charged forward with his sword, increasing his speed to a very fast sprint. He then lunged his sword at the wolf with great strength, hoping to hit him, just as the golem was about to do. Even though he didn't really like Ekrion, people had to help each other.

OOC: I can attack, right?

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla gathered herself together, drawing her blade and jumping into a defensive stance.
Ekrion! She thought, a mask of true concern washing across her dust streaked face.
Her eyes sparkled and her fist gripped soulflame tighter, but she didn't move. She couldn't move.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Um, guys? If it's just RP, all cool, but you ARE infact able to move.
I pretty specefically said 'unhurt after the flight' in the post in which the wolf attacked.

IC:
The golem charged to it's master's help, and with it's mechanical fists it smashed the wolf away from Ekrion.
The wolf flew only a few meters before it gracefully landed on it's feet, apparently having taken no damage whatsoever.
As it landed Illios had managed to get within melee distance, and he swung his sword at the wolf.
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +2 from Strength, +3 from Battle Veteran, +2 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekrion) and +10 from Spiritslayer (Spirit Vision)): 4 (21). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice.
Rolling Extra Dice: 5 (26).
As he attacked, it was as if he knew exactly how to inflict as much damage as possible. Exactly how to kill it.
What he saw was the perfect way to kill the spirit, what the others saw was Illios constantly disappearing and reappearing at a blurring speed while he ran, finally to appear behind the wolf, his sword thrusting forward.
His sword went straight through the wolf, and it let out a howl of pain.
DM: Wolf Spirit has lost 26 HP and has ?? HP left.
Illios pulled out his sword and jumped backwards before the wouf could strike back.

 

[Phoonix]

The golem reached out it's arm, Ekrion grabbed it pulling himself up "My thanks, friend." He said.
He grabbed his sword tightly. and whispered something to the golem. "Let's go." he said and both him and the golem charged. Each of them went to another side of the wolf spirit, trying to trap him between the two of them.
The golem struck first, trying to kick the wolf up into the air. a few moments later Ekrion Jumped, he would hit the wolf while it was in mid air and incapable of moving.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Oh dammit. Don't ninja me. editing

Illios ran forward, as he thought the wolf probably couldn't counterattack with two enemies trying to kill him, and stood nearby the golem. He was waiting to see what would happen but he guessed that Ekrion would strike him in the air if golem succeeded. If he did, Illios would be waiting for the wolf to fall down and then strike once more at him.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

With a sigh of relief Meyla dashed into action, leaping into the air, banking around Ekrion and his Golem in attempt to skewer the wolf head on.

 

[L2love]

Sameal only watched as his companions fought with amazing speed too impossible for his bulky physic to compete with. Instead he looked around for anything that could possibly bind the wolf with so he could find out what had tainted him and why it was so angry.

 

[GunSlinger]

Leo checked for wound after the blast and found nothing but scrapes. He looked at the group all attacking the the wolf who seemed hurt from an attack. Again, drawing power from the lower planes onto his fist, he slammed it down the ground, in hopes to create a pillar of flames from beneath the wolf and not hurting his companions.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron amazed with the damage Ekrion inflicted. He readies his axe and looking for an opening after Ekrion's attack.

 

[Arcisal]

OOC: That's a helluva lot of posts since I was gone.

IC: Arcisal, seeing the wolf, tried to focus his mind, into the source that was his mind, his power. A force from within. As he focused, his hands which were by his side made a crushing motion, as if crushing the wolf itself in Arcisal's hands.

Channelling: Psychic activated. To crush the wolf or deprive it's body of air.

 

[mato2]

Daegor took his crosbow and aimed it at the wolf. He squeezed the triger firing two bolts at the wolf.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: If the players aren't absent, the DM is and vice versa -.-'
Why Murphy why!?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Sorry for myt absence yesterday guys.
I am now all set up in FRANCE, and when i actually have more than a 10-minute span of free time later today i'l reply to your posts.
Thank y'all for being as patient as you are.

 

[GunSlinger]

OOC:
So you went to the trip after all, good for you.

 

[Dragonson]

@Ekrion (And Golem)
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 4): Roll (1d6 +15 from Mechanical Strength): 5 (20). Success!
The golem swung it's leg through the air and hit the wolf hard, sending it into the air.
It howled in pain, but again it didnt seem to take any damage.
Ekrion jumped after it, but unlike what he had thought the wolf was somehow able to remain control of it's own movement while in the air.
As he came close it spun around, grabbed onto a nearby tree with both of it's arms and...
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 5): Roll (1d6 +30 from Art of the Bloody Mist): 5 (35). Failure.
...launched itself towards him feet-first, missing him by an inch and landing gracefully near the golem, where Illios stood ready.
He swung his sword...
@Illios
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +2 from Strength, +3 from Battle Veteran, +2 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekrion) and +10 from Spiritslayer (Spirit Vision)): 6 (23). Critical Success (Again)!
Rolling Crit Chart: 1. Extreme Success!
...and hit the wolf directly in the chest, causing a bluish blood to pour out.
The wolf howled in pain again, and stumbled backwards.*
DM: Wolf Spirit took 40 Damage and has ?? Hp left.
Meyla dived down for another strike...
@Meyla
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +6 from Dexterity and +2 from Inspiring Pressence): 4 (12). Success!
...and hit the wolf directly in the wound Illios had opened.
The cut opened wider and more blood spilled out.
DM: Wolf Spirit took 12 Damage and has ?? HP left.
The wolf stumbled backwards into a nearby tree, and looked up at all the members of the group already charging towards it and preparing to hit it with spells.
A grim smile crept onto it's face.
"Heh... You sure showed me."
It jumped down on all four, and in the blink of an eye it was back in the shape of a 'natural' wolf.
It turned around and started speeding down the jungle path, further into the forest.
DM: Remaining player actions Aborted. All players that didnt get to complete their actions will have a +2 to their next roll.

OOC: Damn guys, these posts take forever. XD
You can be happy you're all such great roleplayers that this has become one of my favourite occupations.


*Yes, in this case that is extreme success.

 

[GunSlinger]

OOC:
Aaaww. Why did he run away? Didn't get to complete my attack.

IC:
"Quick we have to catch that beast!" Leo yelled as he took flight and followed the wolf.

 

[Phoonix]

"Be patient!" Ekrion yelled at Leo "this is his territory, he knows it better than us."

 

[Arcisal]

"We do not need to chase after it to find it. The wolf will return in due time. We must make the most out of when we do not see it." said Arcisal

 

[GunSlinger]

Leo stopped and looked back at his teammates as if considering something then his gaze turned to the wolf.
"Fine." He said in a sad tone still floating.

 

[Dragonson]

A silent growl filled the air around the adventurers yet again, but the wolf didnt attack again.
A few minutes later a powerful tremor shook the cave.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios frowned and looked around as the cave was shaking. ''We need to get to the source of that. Besides, why would he attack again? He knows we can overpower him now and is probably licking his wound. We should chase him into his hole and finish it there.'' As the ground was shaking he walked forward.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla stood still, reaching out with her mind. Had it really gone far? Perhaps it was only playing with them. Perhaps it was right under their very noses.

OOC: General magic attempt, 'feel' the wolf.

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Simple Action. No roll Required (in this case).
Meyla's mind reached out, and found nothing.
Apart from a few trees and bushes there were actually no animals or other living things near them.

Another tremor shook the cave.
Illios strode further down the jungle road, and something in what appeared to be the far end of it slowly came into view.
It looked like some kind of pillar standing in the middle of the forest, but he couldnt identify it at this distance.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios kept moving towards the thing, not letting the tremor stop him. He almost fell a couple of times but he managed to press on, so that he could get closer towards the vague object in the distance.

 

[Dragonson]

Illios slowly moved forward, and the object came into view.
It was a stone pillar, a glowing sphere placed ontop of it. It stood in the middle of a grove, and around it some weird huts were placed.
There were six total, and several of them were blending in with nearby trees, almost completely covered by roots.
The huts looked completely abandoned, but around the pillar the earthern cavefloor was replaced with stone bricks that were completely free of floral growth.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios sighed and shook his head. He had a bad feeling about this. Almost as if it was an ambush, with the shiny object in the middle and the huts surrounding it. He quickly walked over to one of the huts and opened the door, looking inside. If there was nobody inside, he would try to look how he could reach the sphere without having to call upon his compagnons.

 

[Dragonson]

Illios finds an incredible mess inside the house.
What looked like it had once been a well decorated home was now a mess of broken furniture.
Near the wall in the far end of it there was a wooden chest, which seemed to be completely without any scratches or other damage.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios walked to the chest and was amazed that it wasn't as messy as the other parts of the house. He tried to open it.

 

[Arcisal]

Arcisal heads toward the direction Illios headed before to look for him.

OOF: Inactivity Alert?!

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: It's THAT time o' year. The time o' year that everyone has their summer break.
Just roll with it. Keep posting when you can/feel like it, and we'l see if we can manage to get the activity going again.

IC:
Illios easily opened the chest which apparently wasnt locked, and found it to be containing a variety of items.
In it was a finely decorated sword, two copper rings with glowing blue stones in them and something that Illios identified as a dwarven plate helmet.
Below these things illios could see some black cloth sticking out.

Meanwhile Arcisal had reached the grove, the huts and the strange pedestal fully visible.

 

[Fussiler1]

He was amazed by these items and examined them for a few seconds -- but then he heard someone. Probably a companion. Illios started to grinning and quickly put the helm on his head, hid his sword in the chest and took the other sword, put the copper rings on. He left the black cloth in the chest -- it would take too long to put on, he concluded.. Then he emptied his throat and screamed a ghastly cry and charged outside, roaring, trying to scare the person outside.

 

[GunSlinger]

OOC:
Don't really know what to say at this moment.
I have a writer's blot(blot or block?).

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: Same. Pretend that Agron didn't move or talk at all.

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: starting Tuesday I will be gone for two whole weeks. ^^ I'm going on a trip trough Croatia. So Draggy, you can control my character whenever is necessary.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Arcisal ....

Illios stormed outside and saw nothing. He frowned and looked around once more. Was his mind playing tricks on him? Meh. He went inside again and quickly examined the robe before putting it on, wondering..

 

[Dragonson]

Suddenly a strange, black shroud of unnatural looking smoke shot up around the small clearing Illios was in.
DM: Illios cut off from rest of the team. Private RP will ensue when Fuss resumes activity.
Location: Unknown.
The others saw it from a distance as a great pillar of smoke, shooting down from the caver'ns ceiling.
Shortly after hitting the ground, it disappeared without a trace.

 

[-Peper-]

Confused with the thing that just happened mysteriously, he asked ''Where'd he go?'' he went to examine then.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Oh, cool.

 

[GunSlinger]

"Probably taken to where Meyla was when she was also similarly consumed by those shadows." Leo said in a dark voice.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla shuddered. "I hope not, for his sake".

 

[Dragonson]

A moment after the shadows had disappeared, the spirit wolf's howl was heard from the clearing with the huts.
A loud scream of 'HE TOOK IT!' echoed through the cavern.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla whirled about, muttering "That can't be good...". She took off towards the clearing, drawing soulflame as she went. Illios can handle himself.