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

[Dragonson]

Ekrion found nothing, but as he searched the area around the statue he felt a weird surge of energy.
It was almost as if he was being pushed away from the statue, like there was some force in the statue that was the exact opposite of something inside Ekrion.
He found that if he moved abit closer than he was already he was litterally being blocked off by some sort of forcefield.
If he tried to pass through it green sparks started springing from his skin, and he felt a great pain in the place where his arm once was.

Apparently, though, this wasnt just a forcefield keeping people from reaching the statue, as Meyla was standing right next to it with her hands placed on it's surface.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion grabbed to the place were his arm had been and stumbled back a few steps, groaning. "what is this..." he mumbles.

 

[Arcisal]

"Perhaps the psychic would take to intervene?" said Arcisal. While he was saying this, his eyes suddenly looked as if it were turned inward, with great focus. His palms facing towards the statue, a sudden ripple in the air could be felt by everyone.

 

[mato2]

ooc: and my character also hit it. And phoonix we've been waiting kinda long to get in the rp so i want some action

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: well action or nt your character WAS acting (sorry for the rude words) er... retarded. just be patient, If I know Dragonson well enough then I know you'll have some action soon enough.

 

[Dragonson]

Arcisal sent a wave of psychic force through the air, but before hitting the satue (and not causing any kind of damage) nothing whatsoever happened.

 

[mato2]

Daegor looked around the corridor trying to find a way through.


OOC:
Wastelander feat?

 

[Dragonson]

Daegor found nothing.
It was pretty much just a statue blocking the corridor.

 

[-Peper-]

''How will we move this blocking statue?'' Agron walks toward the statue and send it a punch.

 

[Dragonson]

Agron punches the statue, and cracks immediately appear in the apparently-fragile stonework.
But as soon as his fist touches he also feels a searing pain shooting through his body.

 

[Arcisal]

"So it can be damaged with bare fists and not steel weapons, but if you do then tingling green substance which, we don't know yet though, might be potentially deadly?" said Arcisal "Fantastic."

Arcisal began to examine the strange substance on Ekiron and Agron's hands. "Perhaps that golem could be of use now?"

 

[-Peper-]

Pepper

OOC: Lolwut.
IC: Agron stepped back as soon as he felt pain through his body. ''Anything wrong on my body? Maybe it would be dangerous if I continue.'' he asked to Arcisal.

 

[Arcisal]

Pepper

OOC: Lolwut.

IC: Agron stepped back as soon as he felt pain through his body. ''Anything wrong on my body? Maybe it would be dangerous if I continue.'' he asked to Arcisal.

OOC: Shit.

IC: "It depends, do you feel anything that could potentially kill you." said Arcisal with a hint of sarcasm. Arcisal went to the statue to examine the cracks caused by the blow.

 

[-Peper-]

''Nah. The golem could do it better than me, I'll pass.'' Agron then pointed to the Golem and said to Ekrion ''His turn.''

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: Guys I think the forcefield and the green sparks only appear when I try to go near the statue. I think you are all safe, for now.

Ekrion hears a whisper in his head, a warning. "We should be careful." he then said and raises his hand pushes against the forcefield.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla looked up, smiled and placed her palm atop Ekrion's.
"Perhaps we just need to trust in our numbers" she winked.
She began to push, gently at first but but building pressure.

 

[Dragonson]

As Ekrion's hand started pushing against the forcefield green sparks started sprining from every corner of his arm, but he slowly moved towards the golem.
When Meyla's hand touched his, something strange happened.
In the blink of an eye, two serpentine looking creatures of green and purple energy shot out from their hands, each one biting into the other person's hand.
A great pain shot through both of their bodies, and they felt both propulsion and repulsion towards each other and the statue in an incredibly chaotic manner.
A ring of white energy appeared around their hands, only to a split second later be pulled to the center of the vortex their strange energies was creating and then...

A brilliant white light surrounded them, and covered the entire corridor in it's shining glory.
When the light dissipated a few seconds later, Ekrion and Meyla were sitting with their backs against opposite walls of the corridor.
The statue had apparently completely disappeared, leaving behind some sort of sword that appeard to be glowing white.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion smacked against the wall his breath pressed out of his body, his eyes closed of the shock. grunting he opened them again only to see a blinding flash and then... a sword. "what is this... what happened." he said while standing up using the wall for support.

 

[mato2]

IC: "I think the fairy should take that thing." Said Daegor pointing at the pulsating sword.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla blinked, and lowered her raised hand, squinting against the bright light. She glanced across at Ekrion, eyes wide and full of wonder, surprise and perhaps even a little fear. She hesitated at first but Daegor's suggestion seemed to make some sense. She nodded, composed herself and still squinting reached out cautiously, walking towards the sword. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, exhaling as she did so.

 

[L2love]

"Very well done, are any of you injured though?" Sameal looking at the two and preparing to offer assistance if needed.

 

[Dragonson]

As Meyla picked up the sword there was a sound like a serpent's hiss, and purple energies shot out from Meyla's hand and covered the sword until the blade radiated purple light.
The hilt appeared to fit her hand perfectly, made out of black leather and with an amathyst at the end.
The pommel was equally black, decorated with serpentine runes.

DM: Meyla received 'Soulflame' (Purple). While the sword is wielded Meyla has a +2 to all stats. Other effects may be revealed or appear later.

 

[GunSlinger]

OOC:
Ooooh. A new sword

 

[Arcisal]

"Let's get a move on. We've spent enough time trying to get out of here anyways." said Arcisal impatiently

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: Now that's imba.

 

[mato2]

OOC: I want a sword too
IC: We really should get going, I'm pretty curious as to where i am and how i got here." said Daegor and moved onward. He kept a hand on his mace, he didn't want to get another surprise, and this place seemed full of them.

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: whats imba about it? sacrifices get balanced with equally strong rewards.

IC: Ekrion stares at Meylas new sword, there was something sinister about it... something... inside her. he didn't trust it, whatever it was.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: Nothing, especially if you disarm her lmao but what does the '(purple)' bit mean? Does it talk or something? Meyla, kill him. Kill them all.

IC:

Meyla appeared dazed, in awe. Frozen. Just staring at the new blade in her grasp.
"It feels so familiar... Like... It was made for me. It just seems so perfect"

Reluctantly she looked away, sheathing the sword in her scabbard, in which it sat surprisingly well. She turned to nod at Daegor "We should indee- Ekrion are you ok?" she asked, noting his eyes hadn't left her sword - even now he continued to stare as if he could see right through the leather and metal alike, into it's very core. "Ekrion...?" she asked again, a tad more timidly. Her face displaying concern and confusion in equal measure.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion snapped out of his trance... a bit confused at first but he quickly regained his posture. "It is nothing..." he then said while smiling at Meyla.

He would keep an eye on her, something inside her was... dark and foul. He didn't know if she was aware of it, but Ekrion thought it was getting stronger, trying to take her over. He would keep an eye on her.

 

[Fussiler1]

He stared at the sword. It struck awe into him and he couldn't keep his eyes off it. He wanted it badly, so badly, but alas! It was already taken. His eyes focused on Meyla with burning jealousy and he shook his head in anger. Whatever.. he looked away and sighed. The sword was like a forbidden fruit.. alas! Alas!

 

[Dragonson]

As the group recovered from the 'explosion', they realised that they could still hear the drum signals, and that they were now alot closer to them than become.

 

[mato2]

"Whatever you two are doing drop it. Something's coming, get ready." Daegor unsheathed is swordbreaker and his mace, he turned to face the sound of the drums.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"Whatever" Meyla sniped, seemingly ticked off. She drew her newly acquired blade and made to lead the party into the tunnel, towards the oncoming drums.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion followed Meylas example and drew his blade, following her into the hallway.

 

[Dragonson]

Slowly the drums got nearer and nearer...
A few minutes later they could be heard somewhere directly infront of them in the corridor.
Then they came in sight.
There were five humanoid creatures, all wearing black bandages like those the group had encountered outside the temple, and they had a great resemblence with the now-gone statue.
The walked slowly towards the group. Whether they had seen the adventurers or not was unclear.
None of them carried drums, though.

 

[Arcisal]

"We should wait if they attack. It would be useless if we attack first and realize they weren't hostile." said Arcisal. He raised both his hands to show that he wasn't a threat, but just in case, psychic energies were being focused in case of attack.

 

[GunSlinger]

Leo readied himself hand on the handle of his sword.

 

[Dragonson]

Suddenly the one of the bandaged warriors that was in front looked up at the group.
His eyes were purple to the point where his irises almost shone with purple light.
He signaled to the others, and they all stopped.
Each of them pulled out a longsword, and held them infront of themselves in a battle-ready position.

And there they kept standing.
They just stood there, blocking the corridor.

 

[-Peper-]

''They're not gonna move away. If we can't solve it with peace, do it hard way.'' Agron holds his fist high, then walks toward the bandaged warriors.

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion steps forwards and holds back agron. "Perhaps we should first try to talk to them." He said. "you know... so to be sure we make the right decision."

 

[-Peper-]

''You're right, then.'' Agron then stepped backwards.

 

[GunSlinger]

"They're different from the ones earlier." Leo said slowly unsheathing his sword.
"The ones earlier talked about corruption and monsters and from the way they look, they seem... corrupted."

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"They drew their weapons. Enough said" Meyla sprang forward beating her wings and drawing her sword in one quick motion, bringing it about and swinging overhead for the one at the fore of the group.

 

[mato2]

Daegor leaped at another of the creatures simultaneously. Trying to lock it's longsword in his sword breaker with one hand, and swinging the mace at it's head with the other hand.

 

[Arcisal]

"Then so be it..." muttered Arcisal quietly. Arcisal made a crushing motion with his hands towards one of the warriors, trying to simulate a crushing force upon one of hem with his psychic powers.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron looked at Ekrion, hands and shoulders raised "What they said." He rushed again to one of them with fist swinging.

 

[Dragonson]

@Meyla
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +6 from Dexterity and +5 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekrion)): 3 (14). Success!
Meyla charges forward and swings soulflame at the bandaged warrior standing in the front.
Purple flames burst from the sword's blade and followed it like a trail through the air, soaring down towards the bandaged warrior...
DM: Block (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +5 from Defensive Stance): 2 (7). Failure!
...bypassing his attempted block and cutting open the bandages near his left shoulder, cutting into the plagued green skin beneath them.
DM: Bandaged Warrior (1) took 14 damage and has 136 HP left.
He appears to almost just ignore the wound though. He immediately throws his sword to his left hand, swiftly placing his right hand on the ground and...
DM: Athletic Attack (DifLevel 4): Roll (1d6 +16 from Art of the Hidden Palm): 5 (21). Success!
No defense checks possible.
...while holding up himself on his right hand he lands a two-legged kick to Meyla's chest.
Her breath is completely knocked out of her and she it thrown back several meters before her wings allow her to regain control.
DM: Meyla took 15 damage (-6 from Non-Lethal weaponry) and has 75 HP left.
The warrior afterwards performs an agile somersault backwards and lands behind the other four warriors.

@Daegor
As Daegor charges forward and tries to catch the bandaged warrior's sword in his swordbreaker the bandaged warrior easily maneuvers his sword around the disarming object, but is left unprepared for Daegor's next move...
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +9 from Strength (Brutal Fighting Applied), +5 from Battle Veteran and +5 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekrion)): 6 (25). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice!
Rolling Extra Dice: 1 (26).
...and Daegor's mace smashes directly into the warrior's skull.
A cracking sound is heard, and the warrior falls backwards after hitting the closest wall very hard.
DM: Bandaged Warrior (2) is dead.

Immediately after the bandaged warrior's fall the entire rest of the group turns around and start running away from the group of adventurers, leaving the dead warrior on the floor.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Oh, that's nice.'' he commented while examining the dead warrior. ''Anyways, we should pursue them. Though, it's possible they will lay out an ambush. So, let's go? Aye?''

 

[mato2]

OOC: I just one-shot a ninja
IC: " Yeah let's go, but stick together and be prepared for anything."
Daegor moved forward cautiously, he held his swordbraker up, and his mace ready to strike.

OOC:
I have a couple of things to say, the swordbraker is like a shortsword with a los in the middle, designed to capture an opponent's sword, but it can also be used to stab and slash, a deep stab would leave a pretty serious wound if the swordbreaker is twisted upon penetrating the victim, especially if it is in the chest or stomach area, as it would cause massive damage to intestines and lungs. If you're lucky enough, you can also catch a rib in the slot, which in turn could brake of completely if the blade is twisted. My next perk is gonna have to be athletic fighting.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

OOC: Mato2, we all know what a swordbreaker is and I'm definitely sure Dragonson does, don't worry about it. For those who don't, google is your friend!

IC: Infuriated Meyla flew after the group as fast as she possibly could, she couldn't lose them.