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

[GunSlinger]

OOC: Lol, like I said, looking for swords.

IC: "Now let's see here where can I find short swords..." I said as I looked in the forge.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: More specefic than that guys.
If it werent for the fact that these weapons are in racks you would practically be standing on a mountain o' blades.
If you want normal axes and swords, there's loads. Just go ahead and take some.
But if you want anything that does something special you gotta post exactly what you're looking for.
Once this is done i will inform you if a such thing exists, and/or of anything that is close to being what you're looking for.

 

[GunSlinger]

"Ah here it is. I'll be taking 2 of these. Now If I can only find the sword that I'm looking for."
I said as I took the two short swords.

*Looking for a sword that separates into sections linked together by a metal rope or linked by magic.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla stirred her recent dreams turned to thoughts of shadow, memories of trauma. Her face remained placid, but her eyes were wide and open, staring deep into some personal oblivion. Her hands twitched to some unheard rhythm as if resisting the urge to draw a blade.

Your weakness for this whelp will be your downfall, faerie - This time we survive. All of us - You'd rather let these soldiers be lead to the slaughter like lambs? - This isn't a game! - MELYA NO -!

Meyla woke, shivering, drenched in a cold sweat. Goosebumps covering her frail skin. Her sigh was retained as she lifted her head noting the slumped figure in the room's only chair. She got up catiously, pausing to draw her sword from it's discarded scabbard as she approached the slumbering figure catiously. ''PIVEROU?'' She exclaimed, her eyes finally adjusting to the darkness, she didn't lower her blade.

 

[-Peper-]

''Hm, these small axes can be proven useful'' Agron picks up 5 of them and slip them in his belt.
''Now, I need a two-ended giant axe. There must be one here...''

 

[Dragonson]

@Leo
Leo managed to find what looked like a morningstar with a longsword's blade where the iron sphere should have been.
All of the chainlinks had spikes that could be folded in and out, and as a total it looked like a very deadly weapon that was VERY hard to control.

@Agron
Agron easily finds all kinds of double-ended axes.
He even finds one where each end consists of a circle blade.

 

[Wolfe]

"Oh, you took that seriously." He smiled, leaping to his knee's.

"Well, for one, I require a nice banquet. Oh... I'd kill for some fun. These people are all right, but after a while, it gets monotonous." Smiling still, he gracefully walked about the room, slowly examining the book cases.

 

[Dragonson]

"Well, i sadly dont have any 'fun' in stock. I dont get to have much of it myself, due to my handicap.
But if you want food, we have a Portal-Like thingamcguffin that supplies us with gourmet food. Not that i actually know how it works, but there should be once somewhere in each room."

 

[-Peper-]

''This one looks promising.'' He says as he takes the circle-bladed axe.
OOC: Lol guild wars

 

[GunSlinger]

''This one looks promising.''

OOC: Dang it I was supposed to say that.

"What do we have here." I said, picking up the sword.
I was trying it out, swinging it around, turning it into a whip and what not until I accidentally hit a rack full of weapons, the equipment fell, making clanging noises.
"Uuuhhh... It wasn't me." I said in shock

 

[Wolfe]

Marais' smile deteriorated. "You'll wake the sleeping fae-thing," he said, pointing to where their personal bedrooms were.

"And I'm sure I'll find something appetizing, Sunrah. But for now, I bid you all a good night." He said, entering his own room and locking the door. He stripped down to his undergarments, placing his breastplate on a wooden rack and folding his lighter armour and placing it in a shelf. He laid his bow near the shelf, and slid his blades underneath the pillows. He then laid down, wrapping himself in the sheets, and went into a trance of peace.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron then walked towards Leo. ''Found some goods, eh?'' he said, pushing his plate helmet upwards.

 

[GunSlinger]

"Yeeaah... More of bads than goods though." I said as I levitated the pieces of equipments that fell onto their racks.

 

[-Peper-]

''Same''
Agron looked around, gazing towards the countless weapons. ''Looks like the others have drifted to their rooms. You didn't rest?'' He himself surely didn't want to sleep, maybe he'll gonna spend the time comparing the axes.

 

[GunSlinger]

"I rarely sleep. Have nothing else to do but head outside, get some fresh air, maybe train a bit." I said, finishing levitating the equipments onto the rack.

 

[-Peper-]

''Good idea, let's train outside to waste some time'' He said out loud with excited tone.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla shook her head in disbelief. The gods know what your doing there. She tied the sword to her hip and left the room in the toga, seeing no need for armour.

She entered the hall at a brisk walk, nodded at Sunrah in acknowledgment and without a word set to searching the shelves for books. ''Anything about the Entity or the Sixth Plane? Wait, they'll be scrolls or reports right?'' she shifted her focus, ignoring the books and heading for the stacks and shelves of hand written work. Her search was thorough but unhurried. She took to wing and started digging through the higher shelves. Calmly awaiting a response.

 

[Dragonson]

"Ehm, sadly no.
The organisation recieved word from Taiion not long about in which he mentioned an Operation with Amnora, but nothing new from them apart from that."
Sunrah says, distracted by a wierd mechanical sphere hoveirng infront of his face.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla sighed, fluttering away from the bookshelf. She came to paitently hover by the Psychic and observed the sphere with great interest. ''What is it?'' she asked.

 

[Dragonson]

DM NOTE: As everyone's now gone to their rooms, there's now gone around 5 hours (If you have anything you want to do in the sanctum, there's still time. But even though you didnt post it everyone has now gotten a bit of sleep, or done something else for around 6 hours.)

"Umm... Nothing.
Nothing so far, at least. It MIGHT be something."
He says, and the sphere hovers away and hides itself somewhere.
"You didnt sleep more than five hours. You sure you got enough rest?"

 

[GunSlinger]

"Hey, wanna spar with me?" I asked Agron.

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: well that happens when you don't have Internet connection xD.

IC: Ekrion woke up, his eyes staring in front of him, his head heavy. He was still tired but he didn't feel like sleeping anymore. yesterday he didn't find what he was looking for in the forge, so he decided to go there again.

he left his room, nodding to Sunrah and Meyla followed by a big yawn. "Morning..." he corossed the room and once again entered the FORGE "let's see what i can find" He walked past the many racks and searches one after another. eventually he found what he was looking for, a crossbow in fairly good condition and some bolts. what he had learned in the past missions was probably that he was useless when their targets could fly, so he needed this. He took the crossbow and a quiver of bolts standing next to it, he then left the forge.

"Sunrah, any place where i can test this thing?" he asked.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

''Huh..?'' she began, busy following the retreating orb. ''Oh yeah, I'll be fine. I think Piverou had trouble finding his own room though'' she paused. ''So... Do you need help with anything?'' she said to Sunrah before smiling at Ekrion as he walked past.

 

[-Peper-]

''Come on'' I replied.

 

[GunSlinger]

"Shall we take it to the skies then?" I asked, preparing myself, long sword in hand.

 

[Dragonson]

Sunrah's eyes glowed for a second and another portal opened.
"There, the training room. There should be plenty of practive targets there."
Sunrah says to Ekiron.
"There isnt really anything i need help with, though.
When your mind can move several thousand things by itself at the same time you only really need help when the target is out of range."
Sunrah says to Meyla, smiling a slight bit more.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

She returned the smile, ''you mentioned Amnora? How does she.. How do they all fare?'' Meyla's face showed deep concern.

 

[Dragonson]

"I do not know. As i said, all i know is that she is alive. Or atleast that Taiion is doing something regarding her.
The sixth plane is not an easy place to get information from."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

..."Is it an easy place to get... to?" she inquired, busying herself with some random scrolls on a nearby desk.

 

[Dragonson]

"The only ones who know how to travel from and to the Sixth Plane are Warplord Moug and Taiion.
And possibly Holo Dragonson, but he appears to be able to do just about everything sometimes."
Sunrah says while his mind categorizes some nearby books.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla muttered something under her breath.
"And I suppose you know the location of none of them?" she smiled, although it was apparent she was rather irritated.
Holo? I'd rather die. Again...

 

[Dragonson]

"I know that all of them are horribly busy, but nothing else."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla sighed and returning to the high shelves, fluttering serenely. ''A new day is soon upon us, are we ready to face it?''.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion walked trough the portal to the training room. He took a bolt from the quiver placed it against the string and pulled it back hooking it behind the catch, then he aimed for the nearest target and fired.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Piverou staggered up behind meyla. "Sorry about falling asleep in your room last night..." he coughed hard under his breath.

"you just seemed like you needed some company is all."

He looked down, aware this was a poor and embarrassing explanation.

"Right well, I guess i'll be leaving now Mr. Sunrah, good doing business with you!" He says with a frown.

"I'll be on my way now."

And with that he turns to face the door.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla smiled gently turning to look down at the bedraggled man. "It's quite ok, I'm just glad I didn't run you through, I was hardly expecting..." Pausing she dropped down to his level and put a hand on his shoulder "What's the rush? Stay awhile. I don't think your contract is up... Just yet".

 

[The World Is Flat]

He turned, smiling softly. "Ah, but it is time that i moved on, a day without progress is a day without meaning, and i dare not venture into those tunnels."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla opened her mouth to protest but thought better of it.
"Lead your life as you see fit" she intoned, inclining her head before taking to height and shelf-searching once more.

 

[The World Is Flat]

He nodded.

"May it be that we meet again meyla, under better circumstances."

He walked away, out of Sunrah's keep, and into the light.

 

[L2love]

As Piverou left Sunrah's keep a bulk Crycon male in dark, bulky, and even massive plate armor and as while the Crycon man walked past Piverou he tipped his head in a quick and formal hello and moved on.

As the Crycon man entered the keep he slowly began to talk "I have returned from my business Sunrah and I see the group is already here and settled in I presume." he told Sunrah but said it loudly has to announce his presence to everyone in the keep. Soon the Crycon man then headed to a table near Sunrah to talk about there business for the organization.

 

[GunSlinger]

"That should be enough practicing for now. Let's head back Sunrah may have something new for us." I said to Agron.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: Fuck school! I totally missed the spar.
IC: Agron flies down slowly ''Yes, let's go back''

 

[GunSlinger]

OOC: Had to sleep. >.<

 

[Dragonson]

@Ekiron
DM: Ranged Attack (DifLevel 1): Roll (1d6 +2 from Dexterity): 5 (7). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice.
Rolling Extra Dice: 1 (8).
Ekiron's arrow soars through the air and plants itself in the center of the target.

@Piverou, Samael and Meyla
"It's always sad to see people leave like that. We could have used his help when talking with the 'Spirit Guides', as people normally call them.
Taiion wont be happy with his departure, but forcing him back here wont work in our favor."
Sunrah says as he Greets Samael.
"Good thing you could come this quick Samael. I will introduce you properly once everyone is here."

 

[Wolfe]

Marais awoke, draping himself in his cloth garments and emerged from the shadows of his dwelling. "What a fine morning," he commented, stretching. "For a tree place, that is."

He continued to stretch, getting his body into motion. He spotted the bulky figure. "Ah, I see the replacement for our arrogant friend has arrived." He smiled and proceeded to touch his toes.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron went back to the hideout, to the main room.
''Back''
He then waited everyone else to group.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla glared at Marais before landing to greet Samael.
''Meyla'' she introduced herself, proffering a hand and a welcoming smile to the man towering above her. Gosh. I am that small or is he that big?

 

[GunSlinger]

I went back into the hideout with Agron and saw an unfamiliar face.
"I see we got a new recruit here. My name is Leo." I said to the tall man.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron looked at the tall man, he then fold his hands in the corner. He has to look above to see the man's face, because the man is tall and he himself is short, in his opinion.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion trained on for some time, and collected his bolts afterwards "that'll have to do for now. The crossbow works well enough and the bolts are well-made." He turned around and left the training hall, going back to the main room. there he saw the newcomer, another Crycon. It would be interesting to travel whit another of his people. "Greetings brother, it is good to see one of my own kind." he said sticking out his hand to the stranger.