Author Topic: The Tavern Party (Read 29330 times)

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #100 on:** October 29, 2003, 07:24:04 PM »

OOC: Wow those are some very nice pics. I'll let syvel post before i keep going.

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #101 on:** October 29, 2003, 08:30:56 PM »

OOC: okee dokee.

They're by Stephanie Pui-Man Law by the way, a great artist.

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #102 on:** October 29, 2003, 08:51:53 PM »

OOC: yeah he kicks ass

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #103 on:** October 30, 2003, 06:38:29 PM »

OOC: You mean she?

hee hee...

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #104 on:** October 30, 2003, 07:19:02 PM »

OOC: Lol i thought is said stephen

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #105 on:** October 30, 2003, 10:47:37 PM »

OOC: looks like syvel kinda dropped off want to continue on?

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #106 on:** October 31, 2003, 05:34:59 PM »

OOC: I guess so. Jeez, we don't smell that bad, do we? Oh, and Happy Halloween, or Samhain if you're Celtic.

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #107 on:** November 01, 2003, 12:37:23 AM »

Luke shifted his pack, "Best time to head out eh?"

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #108 on:** November 01, 2003, 04:56:21 PM »

::Morgandy nodded. "Yes." With that, they turned around and started back the way they came. As time went on, Morgandy began to trust Luke more. However, she could read Feanin's uneasy glances at the knight, and knew he felt differently. Also, she knew Svyel would have wanted to get their immediate task over, and he was probably frustrated. They all spoke little that day, though. Whether because of exhaustion, awkwardness, or untrustworthiness, they all mostly kept to themselves. By nightfall they reached the grove of trees where they had slept the night before and again began to set up camp. Once Morgandy climbed into bed she knew it would be a sleepless night. With millions of questions and thoughts buzzing through her head constantly, the only sleep she found blessed her an hour before dawn; an hour before they would leave.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #109 on:** November 01, 2003, 10:27:40 PM »

Luke was relieved there was little talking, much needed to be explained but now was a time of action not words. Luke laid against a tree sleeping one eye open one eye closed. His katana lay in its scabbard on his lap, his straw hat covered his eyes. Yuna would know something was up by now, but she has no way of contacting or tracking me herself. She's going to send other servants, ones that dont have the free will like Luke did. Luke snoozed lightly then fell asleep compleletly.

SNAP!!! Luke eyes flashed open and his hand found his katana, something was out there...

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #110 on:** November 02, 2003, 05:19:52 PM »

::Suddenly Morgandy woke up. She had heard the noise too. It was now dawn, and they should be leaving, but Morgandy knew something was out there, and drew her sword immediately. She roused Feanin with a nudge. When he awoke, he seemed confused and Morgandy used mind speech to tell him of danger. Feanin immediately rose, also drawing his sword, and roused Svyel. Whatever the danger may be, they would face it.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #111 on:** November 02, 2003, 10:48:58 PM »

Luke nodded to the two, he took a step out of the camp, suddenly there was a whooshing and whistling sound that came out of the trees. A tomahawk burried itself in a tree where he had been in a second before. Luke moved through the trees and happrned upon their assailants. Three extremely large orcs stood there looking a little surpirsed Luke had survived. In a second they each drew a large battle sword, with a wicked looking blade.

"Over hear!" Luke said.

Then they struck...

Svyel · « **Reply #112 on:** November 03, 2003, 02:15:56 PM »

OOC: Sorry I took so long. The *BLEEP*ing network at the school has been down and my computer refused to connect.

Svyel looked into the orcs eyes and glanced at there weaponary. The small white fox at his ankles dove back into the bag.
Svyel began muttering the words to the thorn spray spell. An interresting green glow enveloped his body and the air around him seemed to move with excitement. At the final word the glow focused on his finger tips and pointed at the orcs. Hundreds of thorns materialised and flung themselves towards the orcs.
As the thorns flew a disturbing chenting noise came from behind the orcs followed by a purple flash. The thorns had vanished. An orcs shaman stepped out from behind a tree grinning at the small disruption.

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #113 on:** November 03, 2003, 05:57:50 PM »

OOC: Luke, when I'm writing my book, I can't use orcs because that would be stealing Tolkien's ideas. I'll use goblins or something though, ok?

And Svyel, what's an orc shaman?

::In a panic Morgandy stood rooted to the ground in fear and confusion. Everything happened so suddenly, she hardly had time to attack the orcs. She noticed that Feanin was in the same situaion, he had stood there the entire time with his sword drawn but his mouth wide open with shock. Now, they all turned to the orc shaman, Morgandy and Feanin still wondering what to do.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #114 on:** November 03, 2003, 06:08:10 PM »

OOC: np i couldnt think of anything to call them, i wanted to paint the orc type picture, i dont mind if you switch up the names or things like that

. We can just use orc for now and then you write it you can switch it up unless you want to change now.

"What are you doing just dont stand there!" Luke shout as he parried a sword thrust and then leaped and used his sword to deflect three sherunkins(OOC:throwing stars is what im trying to say, if you haven't noticed im a bad speller.) that were aimed right at Feanin and Morgandy.

Luke finished the sweep and cut off the head of the nearest orc, which rolled to his comrades feet. There was a quiet pause in the action time seemed to slow down, the other orcs looked a little nervous now.

Luke's hat blew off in the breeze revealing blark short ragged hair. The ORcs struck again, metal clashed on metal and sparks flew setting off small tiny fires that gave a small illumination to the night...

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #115 on:** November 04, 2003, 06:34:04 PM »

OOC: The thing is, everything's going too fast for me. I didn't do anything because I thought the orcs were gone and the fighting was already over. Just slow down!

::Suddenly Morgandy and Feanin jumped as the stars were flung at their heads. They rushed at the orcs, swords raised high. With a fierceness Morgandy never knew, she fought the orcs. She realized it must be in her Fae blood; this fiercness and strength. She was nearly stunned when she took a first slash to the shoulder. Morgandy had never been cut so before, and realized just how painful a deep, sword cut was. With determination, she regained her strength and returned to the battle. At her side Feanin was also fighting fiercely, and had taken a slash to his right forearm. Two more stars flew at Morgandy and Feanin's heads, which they both blocked with agility. Morgandy took a second slash to the left cheek, which stung terribly, but she kept on fighting. Soon, they outnumbered the orcs. They were winning! Morgandy couldn't help the smile that came across her face as she knew the feel of victory. She had slashed off the last orc's head, and had thought they were all gone, when a sudden crack struck her head. Everything darkened, and soon Morgandy felt herself hit the damp earth with a thud, then she slipped fully into unconciousness.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #116 on:** November 05, 2003, 12:10:12 AM »

OOC: err sorry

i guess i got a little carried away, there haven't been alot of battle scenes, which isnt a bad thing just slows the story down a little.

Svyel · « **Reply #117 on:** November 05, 2003, 01:58:44 PM »

Svyel stood flabbergasted that his spells failed him. He was not used to the idea. Noticing a skulking orc that just came out of hiding Svyel tried another spell. It failed. He wondered if the orc shaman had put an anti-magic field on him. (Orc-shaman = Orc spell caster. Usually as back up for an army.) Svyel tried again and noticed that he was starting to feel weird. Drained if you will. His vision blurred a bit but that was probably because of the excitement. He couldn't shape mana into spells so he tried to use his natural power. Animal morph.
As though watching a tree grow in slow motion Svyel turned into a giant black panther. It was roughly 2.5 times the size of an average human. Noticing that he was hungry, Svyel's panther mind saw the orc assasin as prey. With a good bit of mauling the assasin was down and Svyel sunk his teeth into the orc. That had to be the most foul taste he ever encountered. Svyel morphed back to elf form and proceded to claw at his tongue vigorously.
"Bleagh!!! Do yourself a favour and never try to eat that stuff. Only the undead could withstand that." Svyel glared at the greenish body.
He rushed up to Morgandy to see if he could help. A simple heal spell and some rest would fix her right up. As he began muttering the words, pathetic amounts of mana began circling his hands. The blue light dissapated and Svyel felt very sleepy. His vision blurred some more and he passed out.

OOC: This is edited in as I almost forgot to say that using orcs isn't entirely plageurism. Forgotten Realms (Dungeons & Dragons series) use orcs quite often.

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #118 on:** November 05, 2003, 06:02:54 PM »

OOC: Thanks Luke. And Svyel, err...I'm still not sure I'd want to use orcs. Just want to be safe, you know.

::Morgandy still lay unconcious on the ground. The spells Svyel had used just barely worked on her, but she was still unconcious. Feanin rushed to Morgandy and Svyel's sides. He began to use his Fae magic to heal them. 'Why hadn't I thought of it before?' he thought to himself. When they were both safe he muttered half to himself, "I suppose for now they'll have to be carried on horseback." Carefully and tenderly, Feanin lifted both Morgandy and Svyel onto Augustine's back. The horse winnied in reluctance but obediently stood her ground. Feanin chuckled and patted the mare's nose. "Well," he said hesitantly to Luke. "I suppose we should be on our way then." Feanin smiled weakly. He still hardly trusted this mysterious knight. He thought it odd to come upon them so maliciously and seemingly full of hate, and then suddenly act innocent and ask for help. For the moment though, Feanin had no other choice but to follow him, for he hadn't done anything suspicious yet.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #119 on:** November 05, 2003, 07:27:12 PM »

Luke pulled his katana out of the last orc(/goblin/what we come up with) which he had impaled a few seconds earlier. "Aye. I'll take point there could be more. Watch our rear." Luke was watching the side of the road closely, the sun was dawning over the trees. He thoughts dwelt else where, these were fighters were brave but he'd have to say thet hadn't seemed to done alot of fighting in a long time.

The warlock or druid Luke guessed had some interesting powers, that Panther morph had saved them alot of trouble from the Shaman. Luke was surprised that low level minnons like these were already tracking them. He feared of what else lurked in the shadows of the woods, good thing there hadn't been any archers or they would have been done for. Luke plodded along he frowned... ...he had lost his hat.

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #120 on:** November 06, 2003, 06:50:59 PM »

::Feanin looked far out behind him but could see nothing. He would keep a close lookout on the road. They worked their way out of the forest and by noon they were in rolling hills again. Feanin frequently looked all around them nervously, always keeping his eyes peeled. For the next attack, he would be ready. He worried for Morgandy and Svyel, though. Enemies would almost certainly go for the weak first, and without the Druid and the Fae's help, Feanin worried only his and the knight's strength would not be enough. Feanin now looked up at Morgandy with a sympathetic smile. Something was different. That's when he saw them. Two spiral ram-like horns perched upon the unconcious Morgandy's brow. Morgandy had got her horns! Feanin remembered that once Faes went through a hard, strenous, and exhausting ordeal, they received their horns. Morgandy had definitely deserved them. Wouldn't she be glad when she woke up! With a jolt in his stomach, Feanin remembered the ordeal he had gone through to get his horns. Immediately, he pushed the memory away. It was too hard to bear. Feanin again preoccupied himself with watching for enemies, and by nightfall, they reached the fields that lay before Hillanya.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #121 on:** November 06, 2003, 08:07:25 PM »

Luke looked around as darkness fell, he was torn between camping in the bursh and going into town. He was used to the woods but he worried a little about Morgandy and Syvvel they were still passed out, maybe they should go into to town. He checked the area one last time then in a soft voice he asked, "Do you want to camp here or in the town?"

Svyel · « **Reply #122 on:** November 07, 2003, 03:48:33 AM »

OOC: Would any one mind if I intro'd a new character. WIZARD!!!

The Forest Fae · « **Reply #123 on:** November 07, 2003, 06:34:38 PM »

OOC: Nope, I don't mind, Svyel.

::Feanin felt a chill of fear and vulnerability. It would be much safer and wiser to stay in Hillanya. "I think we should stay in town. It would be safer. However, don't answer any questions about our business. We don't want too much getting out." Feanin knew how one simple little question could certainly ruin them. He tugged at Augustine's reins and led them to where the entrance to the city was.::

Luke Lavin · « **Reply #124 on:** November 07, 2003, 09:02:41 PM »

Luke smiled and turned his back to Feanin and continued the walk into the kitchen.