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The Killing Games {Open RP}
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Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Southern Barrens
Lisciel moaned and raised an ice block between himself and Grakasha's weapon ((What is it anyway? An axe, a mace, a sword
, a baseball bat
?)), before jumping backwards.
"I'm not going to fight you, legionnaire."
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Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Southern Barrens
Lisciel shot out a blast of frost at the sword, weakened so that it wouldn't be able to hurt Grakasha, then took another leap - this time, sideways.
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Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
Location
: Open Sea
"Not that I know of any other relatively safe ports, just wanted to be sure," Alexander explained.
((/headdesk... I posted 9 frakkin' seconds after your post and made you wait for almost an hour.
/headdesk
/headdesk))
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Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Southern Barrens
Lisciel dropped to the ground, coughing as dust flew into his face. He rolled over and let out a powerful slow spell, then made a desperate roll away.
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Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser, Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Open Sea
|
Southern Barrens
"It's been a long time since my last visit home," Alexander said thoughtfully, remiscing his days in Gilneas.
Lisciel darted behind her and grasped her neck, pressing his fingers against her carotid artery.
Ahanu raised his eyebrow.
"Do I want to know
how
are you going to get the food? Anyhow, I'll head out lest my friends begin
question
where the fel I am. See you
later
," he said, beginning to dress up.
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Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser, Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Open Sea
|
Southern Barrens
Alexander raised an eyebrow at Caden's grimace, but said nothing.
'
Not that I have a real home to return to... Still, it will be nice to see the place, whatever has become of it now.
'
"What is happening here?" Ahanu demanded, stepping into the scene and looking at the soldiers, then at Grakasha's body, then at Lisciel.
The mage began to explain what had happened, too worried to notice that Ahanu took off one of his gauntlets.
Half-way through his speech, Lisciel was cut off by a smack across the face that sent him flying for good several yards.
"Do you ever
think
what you are doing?" Ahanu grumbled, then turned to the soldiers. "And you!" he bellowed. "The mage could have wiped the floor with
all
of you, and this is
not
uncommon for arcanists.
Why
did you not interfere?"
Lisciel lay in the dust, coughing. Two of his teeth were lying beside him, and his face was a pathetic mask of dirt and blood.
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Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
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Lisciel Dawnchaser, Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Open Sea
|
Southern Barrens
"Mind if I sunbathe for a little while?"
Without waiting for an answer, Alexander took off his gloves, shoulderpads, diadem and tunic, remaining bare-chested, and walked over to the bow again, lying on the wood and folding his hands behind his back.
On his tanned skin, several scars could be seen - nothing hideous, but still fairly impressive by some standarts.
"First of all, there was
no
honor in the fight - either a battle-hardened veteran would be fighting a frail elf
one half
her mass, in case he refused using magic, or he would defeat her
easily
otherwise.
Secondly, as
all
of you are aware, arcanists are
not
subject to the ordinary chain of command, so-"
"Wake her up."
Lisciel stood up, shaking, and wiped his face. It only worsened the situation, blurring the dirt, but he paid no attention.
"Wake her up and I will fight her without any magic whatsoever," he said darkly.
"You
will
be killed."
"I know. They think I deserve it."
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Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser, Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Southern Barrens
"So let me get this straight,
all
of you consider him
boasting
about his... rear insulting? And what is wrong about a
kiss
?" Ahanu asked. Despite his confident pose and commanding tone, it was clear he was just biding time.
"Then where should I go, Ashorn? Should I abandon my friends because I hurt one orc's feelings?" Lisciel asked quietly, spitting on the sand and leaving a red stain.
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