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Fight for Life (Open RP)
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Boathouse, The Docks
Morec glared at Leera, then smiled and lowered his weapon. "Fair enough," he said. "You'll have to forgive my earlier rudeness, but given our current situation I guess such a response is natural." He chuckled. "The name is Matthew, Matthew Athmos. And your true name would be?"
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
"Alright, give me a second." Andrew replied, getting up and sifting through the hay for his staff. He found it soon enough, taking the long wooden weapon and stabbing it at the walls around him.
Sure enough, the staff went through; now sticking out the other side.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Fallen Silos
Sephra squeaked in surprise and jumped back slightly as the tip of the staff came through the wall.
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
"Sorry!" Andrew called, shifting the staff around and attempting to make himself an opening.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Fallen Silos
Hesitantly at first, unsure if she should be assisting here, Sephra eventually pulled a small, ceremonial dagger from a sheathe hanging from a string belt along with several dozen pouches, and began to dig at the wall as well.
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
Eventually, Andrew had made a hole he throught was big enough. "Alright, coming through." He said, shoving himself through the hole and taking out a large amount of the remaining wall with him and onto the ground. "Ow..."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Zeeta Bladebreaker
Location:
Inn of Last Refuge
Zeeta jumped back to the wall as the glass suddenly and violently spewed forth a pillar of purple smoke, flashes of red like the flames within a cinder cloud visible as it rose with a primal roar. Lightning crackled along this body of darkness as it crashed through the ceiling above, raining splinters and dust on those that were in the inn, and even then it did not stop, continuing to ascend into the heavens, soon visible from every corner of the ruined city.
Though faint at first, from within this manifestation, the sound of booming laughter made itself heard.
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Fallen Silos
Sephra jumped back in shock at what tumbled through. "A 'uman!"
That particular shock was soon overshadowed by a second as a pillar of smoke and flames rose in the distance with hellish laughter.
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
Andrew stood; shaken somewhat before he glanced off at the smoke. "What is that?"
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
The Docks
Leera was not particularly surprised that the undead wanted to play this game, and she decided to play along - for now. "Hrmmm," she muttered in return to the apology, and was just about to follow it up with some name when a great column of smoke and brimstone shot up into the sky.
She let her eyes off Morec and stared at the pillar with squinted eyes. Then it started laughing, from within the smoke. She eyed Morec again, ignoring her introduction and posing a simple question, nodding her head to reinforce the meaning: "Towards, or away?"
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Boathouse, The Docks
Morec turned, seeing the pillar of smoke as well. "I'd have to say towards," he replied. "This is the first sign of civilization we've seen so far, and if there are people at that smoke they might be able to tell us what is going on."
Character:
Araia Flameleaf
Location: Fallen Silos
Unable to find a reply, Araia began to walk. She saw a pillar of smoke and ash and ran towards it, hoping for civilization.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
The Docks
"Agreed." Leera slowly started in the direction of the smoke, making no haste and keeping her distance from the undead. "The name would be Leera," she said in passing. She stepped carefully over a pile of rubble, lifting up her coat to make sure it didn't scratch or get stuck. All the time she kept a discreet eye on the forsaken, not trusting him for a second.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Boathouse, The Docks
Morec ran towards the pillar of rising smoke. He kept his weapon lowered, but tilted at a slight angle. It was not much, barely noticable, but he could use the reflection to keep an eye on Leera. Without his spellbook and runeblade his power was the lowest it had been for some time, the only consolation was he was still immortal; but that would be a hollow victory, if he was unable to retreive his belongings.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
The Docks
Leera watched Morec run towards the smoke, and when he was a sufficient distance ahead she also picked up her pace somewhat, making sure he was kept in front of her. They closed in on the source, appearing to be a fairly intact building - apart from the roof, which was far from whole. The dense smoke erupted from a gaping wound in the thatching, and lightning sparked from the column. From this close up, it looked even more ominous, extending so far up into the sky that no top could be seen.
"Want to go in?" she called to Morec, grinning inwardly at the immense display of power.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Zeeta Bladebreaker
Location:
Inn of Last Refuge
The pillar of fire suddenly exploded outward in a flurry of ash. A man stood in its place with arms wide, a gem topped cane in hand, and a pleased smile upon his face.
"An-y-way," Faust boomed, his massive form shimmering and betraying its artificial nature as he planted the cane at his side. "My name is Faust Kaufman. And before you even ask, yes, that was entirely necessary."
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Boathouse, The Docks
"Faust," Morec repeated, glowering at the image. The name rang a bell, he just couldn't manage to remeber what kind of bell. "You are the reason we're here? What do you want?"
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Inn of the Last Refuge
Leera stayed at the door, listening to the conversation inside. There seemed to be several persons inside the wrecked in - not counting Morec she could discern at least two voices. One belonged to a 'Faust', who now appeared to be the engineer of their repositioning to this otherworld. She remained silent, waiting expectantly for what would follow.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Zeeta Bladebreaker
Location:
Inn of Last Refuge
"Now then," the giant began, addressing his audience blindly, "as you've all no doubt realized, you are in the middle of the nether. No need to worry though, as you'd be wrong! You're actually just on the border of it, and not only that, but are only several dozen miles away from the Netherstorm. Unfortunately, due to the close proximity of the nether proper, any attempt to open a portal anywhere, is going to summon a demon instead. Which is just awful and I'm quite sorry about that.
"But! I have good news for all of you wanting to get home," he continued with a flourish of his cane.
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Fallen Silos
"Tha netha'..." Sephra whispered in fear mixed with awe.
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
"Th-the Nether?" Andrew mumbled. He glanced around. "Did you see a bag full of stuff laying around here anywhere?" He asked the woman.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Inn of Last Refuge
"Spill it already!" the death knight yelled. "I have matters I need to attend to back home, I don't have time for this... little gathering you've strung together."
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