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Title: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 03, 2003, 01:01:22 AM
Most of the soldiers along the main road had their eyes occupied with what was in front pf them. A tall, white haired woman was walking gracefully past them, her legs showing due to the slit on the side of her dress. The woman smiled at the men, and even waved a bit. In a small village like this, she would rather take this approach than sneaking around. After all, she might run into some unwanted attention. From what she heard, she wouldn't have been the only one sneaking around at night. Apparantly, This Severine person and his friends was doing their share of snooping. A soldier had been sent to Blackwine due to some disturbance going on. Hopefully, the man would investigate the matter himself.

A rather chubby man walked up to the woman, and bow briefly. "Hello my dear lady," he greeted. "We don't find too many of you around here.

"Of course not...Voltaire." The woman let out a smile. "It's nice to finally meet you. I have a feeling that I'll be seeing you again soon...very soon... "



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 03, 2003, 05:36:22 AM
*Dray breathes a little in relief since the others have gone along with him and what he said. Dray looks over at Ardan and smiles*

"Well lets do what he said old friend and let out the prisoners"

*Dray heads over to the door with Phonia inside and opens the door. He sees another girl in the room who must be the other one they spoke about*

"You are free now, both of you, we are planning the assult now your input may be useful Ardan here is a good friend of mine and will listen to what you say be not afriad to speak up becuase this mission must succeed for this resistance to continue"

*Dray nods to the women as he leaves and goes over to Servine's room. He opens the door and stands there looking at Severine*

"We are beginning the planning for the assult now...they have agreed to let you act on your own and are not holding your sister prisoner. If you would help with the planning any ideas to help this mission succeed would be appricaited. If we fail in this the resistance may not be able to recover"

*Dray goes over and cuts Servine lose from his bonds and helps the man to his feet and motions him out the door*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Sable on December 03, 2003, 06:59:22 PM
¡Get out of here! - told Sable to the others - they're going to send someone to the city, she would see us! And you have heard what they have said, they're setting free them. So let's get out of this window and enter by the door, right?

Sable, "There is a time you can only flee forwards"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 03, 2003, 07:16:22 PM
Phiona couldn't hear much, even with her ear against the thick wood, but when she heard the soft thud of footsteps coming, she jumped back from the door.

It was Dray who stood in the doorway.  "You are free now, both of you.  We are planning the assult now.  Your input may be useful.  Ardan, here, is a good friend of mine and will listen to what you say; be not afriad to speak up becuase this mission must succeed for this resistance to continue."

Dray didn't seem surprised that Phiona was free from her bonds, but then that was reasonable considering that they left Tierria in the room.  Dray nodded to Phiona and then stepped away from the open door.  Beyond, Phiona could see people in the larger room, many of which she'd fought with at the gazebo.  The Avennorian warrior motioned for Tierria to join her, took her by the wrist and then walked cautiously out into the main room.  While noting where everyone stood, Phiona was also looking for Severine but instead she found herself face to face with a man she hadn't seen before, who'd been introduced as Ardan.  Most of the people in the room, like Ardan, looked desperate.  Phiona wondered why she couldn't see it before...

She turned her head and saw Dray in the next room, cutting Severine's ties.  Phiona was relieved to see that the Shendar warrior appeared uninjured.  She whispered to Tierria, "He's not hurt.  Let's watch him for any signals... no telling what we're to do next."



"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 12/3/03 11:18


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 04, 2003, 03:51:22 AM
Severine nodded at Dray as if to thank the man, and stood up. Walking out the room with him, Severine looked around the room and saw Phiona and Tierria staring at him. Severine gave the females a reassurring smile, and walked over to them. He was about to give both of them a hug, but he stopped himself, and instead turned to Karla.

"If we're to work together, than I suggest that we forget about our past conflicts for now," he said. "Our mind should be on our objective." Severine was surprised at how he suddenly started showing some type of leadership. It was true that he wanted to forget what happened, so he decided the best way was to move on.

"The young man speaks the truth" said Karla. "I know that many of you still hold a grudge for what they did. In a way, I still do myself. But I'm starting to feel that we can trust them. For now that is..." Karla grew silent, looking over Severine, Phiona, and Tierria. "Where is the rest of your party members?"

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 04, 2003, 04:03:22 AM
Marlus was still in his room, reading a book, when one of his officers knocked on the door.

"Come in" said Marlus, and put down his book, to see the man walk into the room.

The officer gave a salute, and greeted his commander. "Good evening sir."

"What is it that you want?"

"Well sir, I've heard that suspicious activity is going on in the village. Some of the guards reported strange people sneaking around. There was even signs of a fight by the gazeboo."

"Well, do anyone know who is causing these disturbances?"

"Some say that those who arrived with Crestus in the caravan are the curious ones."

Marlus sighed for a second, and stared at the table he was sitting at. "I figured. If those people do anything that hinder us from completing our task, I want their heads...as well as Voltaire's. But My dear Ivory will take care of that one..."

The officer nodded, and grinned. "I'll give word to captain Briggs to send some of our men out to investigate the situation."

"Right." Marlus went back to reading his book. That was a definite sign for the officer to leave. The man gave one more salute before leaving and closing the door.

Crestus Voltaire...you scheming little bastard...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on December 04, 2003, 11:00:22 AM
Fflewdur was silent as he made his way onto the roof. Normally he would just climb it but they were trying to be quiet and his climbing was noisy enough to alert the whole town. So he used the boxes to help him up the side.

When he reached the roof and the elf asked for ideas he racked his brain for ideas. He continued thinking vigorously as his companions conversed. Then he put his ear to the roof near the window. He picked up a few words with his sharp hearing and then stood up. He responded to Sable's comment by saying "Sable is right. We should go to the door. That is a lot less suspicious than dropping from the roof.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 04, 2003, 11:40:22 AM
Luca was sifting through a crude lock picking set and came to the distressing conclusion that she wasn't quite sure of the type of lock she would be dealing with, in case the villians had installed a more complex system (though secretly Luca hoped for a challenge). Just to make sure, the half elf leaned over to peer into the room, and to her surprise, saw everybody talking quite calmly.

"Erm...guys?" she whispered as she sat up to look at the rest of the group. The rest of the party seemed to be involved with a new conversation, and Luca doubted any of them noticed. The confused half-elf tugged at Elraralia's sleeve like a small child begging a parent for a gift. "Psst. I don't think..."



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 04, 2003, 07:00:22 PM
"Where is the rest of your party members?" Karla had inquired of them.  

Phiona stifled a growl.  Frustrated, she turned and looked to Severine to see how he handled such inane questions.    Am I the only one who remembers we were attacked,  abducted and brought here as captives?

Realizing that she still had a protective grip on Tierria's arm just above her wrist, Phiona finally let go of the young healer.  Phiona took a deep breath and, remembering what Severine said about forgetting past conflicts, she volunteered, "We sent a couple of them to scout the village.  But that was a while ago, so they might be back at the inn."  

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 04, 2003, 07:41:22 PM
Beyond the orchard, hidden from view of the little house, a medium-sized contingent of men were quietly being deployed.  The company consisted of three small bands of men, each a dozen strong.  

The first group was called the Shadow Brigade, led by a particularly unscrupulous man known only as Malorn.  He motioned the experienced woodsmen forward and they all melted into the deep shadows of the orchard, as silent as their name implied.  They would utilize it's cover to get as close as possible to the house without detection.

The second band was The Death Riders, a group of calvary men and woman who wielded black-tipped lances and blades that dripped with poison.  They were led by a fierce horse-woman called Hagitha, who could ride a horse bareback for three days without tiring.  Her men were loyal to her alone and she was loyal to Blackwine.  This calvary was held in reserve, to give the other men a chance to get in place, then they would circle around from behind as a surprise attack... and to catch any stragglers from what was expected to be a swift and deadly skirmish.  In their favor, of course.

The last band- Redmark elite troops from the Legion of Rage- formed an organized squad in even rows of four men each.  They awaited their commander's word to start toward the house, where the rebels would be trapped like chicken in a coop.  On the word of Commander Wilhelm, the Redmarks began to double-time it down the narrow dirt path with swords held close to their bodies and bearing shields all blazing the same insignia: a bright-red flaming, defiant fist over a black sun on a silver field.  

The hustled march of the Redmarks was in perfect unison, each step the group took was testament to their training.  In a very short time, the house was in view.  There were a number of people huddled on the roof.  Wilhelm barked an order and the Redmarks closed in on the house.  They did not break to surround the house- even though they knew  there was a back door which most likely led out from the kitchen- because it faced the orchard.  The plan- to flush the rebels out and send them running into the orchards where they'd find certain death at the hands of the Shadow Brigade.

The people on the roof could see and hear them now.  With another order from Wilhelm, the Redmarks began to pound their sword on their shields to strike fear into their opponents... a typical strategy from this bunch.  

They fully expected these untrained rabble-rousers to flee in fear...  



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 05, 2003, 03:13:22 AM
The white haired woman sat inside the inn, drinking a small cup of tea. The woman was approached by one of Blackwine's men earlier, and told her what was to happen. The rebels were going to be killed once and for all. He also said the Blackwine wanted Crestus assassinated. If word was to get out that the Legion killed her merchant ally, then the other merchants would discontinue their business with the Legion and flee. As well as those who gave valuble information to the organization. So it was now her duty and hers only to kill this man. And anyone who found out about his death.

The woman known to few as Kylva Shinara and to many as The Ivory Fox got up from her seat, and walked upstairs to the room that she had ordered earlier. She paid no mind to the three men that sat at the table eyeing her. They looked like adventurers of sort, with one of them being an elf. From what she was hearing it seemed like they were waiting for some people to meet up with them.

Maybe they're the people who have been nosy as of late in this village, Kylva thought to herself. Oh well. it's not any of my concern. Not right now anyways...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 05, 2003, 02:29:22 AM
Ren laid in his bed, staring up at the ceiling for the thousandth time. He had been in the infirmary all day, bored out of his mind. He was in no conditon to move around, but wouldn't had mind taking a look outside every now and then. Gromelson and the others had visited him earlier,a dn wished himw ell. They said that they were to leave with Crestus soon, and wanted to know if Severine and the others wanted to accompany them. Tierria also stopped by to see him as well with a man named Eryk.

Tierria, Ren thought dreamily. I wonder how you're doing now?

As he began to think what it would be like seeing her again, a conversation yards away broke his train of thought.

"'Are you or your staff thinking of going outside?"

"Well not for awhile. Why you ask?"

"Well I came to warn every single one of you that from the looks of it, a very nasty fight is going to break out.Commander Blackwine sent out his best soldiers to wipe out those annoying rebels once and for all. Me, I'm nott he best soldier, so I'll stay here and watch from the window. Hell, you can hear the Redmarks beat their shields!"

"R-Readmarks!? He sent the Remarks out!?"

"Yeah. The Legion's own beserker force. Those rebels don't stand a chance. As well as that caravan group that is said to be sneaking around."

"Sweet Ava...when it's all over, bodies are going to be piled all over one another! You know...if one of those Redmarks lose 'control'..."

"Then it's all over for everyone. Yeah doctor, I know that. That's why it's best to stay inside. I've heard stories where villages that we had command under were destroyed by the Redmarks after they killed who they were supoposed to. Just because they desired to kill more people and destroy more things. Heh...the way I see it...these people don't stand a chance."

Oh no! thought Ren.  

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 12/4/03 19:34


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 05, 2003, 04:29:22 AM
"I guess we can get them at the inn. We;ll explain the situation to them, and then come back. We'll also need to get our weapons from my room." Severine started for the door, and opened it.

"I'll come with you" said Julia. "I'll need to find William, and the others who were watching your group."

Figuring that Phiona and Tierria would follow him out the door, Severine tuned his head away from Julia, and stared in front of him. nearly eleven peds away, stood a whole brigade of armored soldiers banging their shields. The pounding sound began to make his heart shake as the young Shendar slowly backed away. His brown eyes widened in fear as the realization came upon him that they have been caught.

"Gracious Baveras..." he slowly said to himself. "Give me strength..." Severine quickly turned around, and pushed Julia into the house and closed it. Without hestitating Severine leaned against the door just in case if those soldiers were to try and rush in.

"What's the big idea braids!?" shouted Julia angrily, but her face went from anger to worry as she began to hear the beating of shields from outside.

Everyone in the room began to become quiet as the dreadful soun difted across the room and through out the house.

"Redmarks." Darmon's face had trepidation written all over it.

"One of the Legion's most vicious squads" added Karla, her face frozen with fear. "And the only squad where all of their soldiers can become beserkers."

"Beserkers?" Tierria looked helpless as she slowly began to back away, and behind Phiona.

"Yes." Richart stepped forward. "Controlled beserkers. When entering the heat of battle, their power arises where they slay anyone and anything in their path. With the exception of their commanders. They have control over their fighting skill making them even more deadly, but the lust for blood and destruction always linger inside of them."

"Oh really?" Severine sighed to himself. This was a long day indeed. "I guess you can say sarcastically that we hit the jackpot huh?"

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 05, 2003, 04:08:22 AM
Gromelson walked into the inn with Duscil and Jacques. The three men have been looking for Severine and co. for hours and haven't seen them anywhere. There was a chance that they could've left already, but the inn keeper said that they haven't checked out yet. Looking around the room, Gromelson recognized the elf that was traveling with them from the caravan. Dipp Tide or something like that. Walking up to the man, Gromelson gave a brief wave.

"Excuse me, but have you seen that Severine man around here? Or one of those women?"

The shook his head. "I was hoping they would be here. But they're not." The man then went back to his food, and started muttering about how some half-elf girl ditched him in the fields.

A moment later, a bunch of guards enter the inn.

"Excuse me" said one of the guards. "Can I get your attention please? Everyone is ordered to stay inside! We have a situation that must be addressed. And we can't allow for anyone to leave the village or the buildings for that matter!"

"Why not?" asked Gromelson, narrowing his eyes.

The guard who spoke just smirked at him. "You'll find out when it's all over." When the guards started to leave the inn, he turned back to Gromel son. "Anyone caught leaving any of the buildings will be terminated on site."

Duscil shook his head. "Great..." the half-elf sighed. "This is just great..."

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 12/4/03 23:17


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 05, 2003, 07:48:22 AM
*Dray heard the soldiers before he saw them. He headed over to the window and saw the soldiers stop as Servine opened the door. Dray stared at the soldiers as the beat their shields and they postions*

Hmmm very well trained soliders not an easy task to over come...armored too

*Dray listens to the conversation as he sets down his pack and draws his extra long sword*

"Beserkers huh....should be interesting then...well they have not idea how many of us there are. So some of you should sneak out the back and come round the sides to surprise them while a few of you come with me and face them down out front...only 12 of them you know and that many of us so I think we stand a chance. Just remember beserkers when they go beserk attack wildly and without reason. They leave themselves wide open to attacks at that stage...bide your time and strike quick and fast. *Dray croses to Servine and hands him a long sword* I want you to come out the front with me knowing your skills fron what I have heard you can hold your own at least long enough for the others to come out the back...who else will come with us?

*Dray draws his long and short swords and stands by the door waiting for others to reply.*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Sable on December 05, 2003, 06:56:22 PM
Damn! - Sable said when he saw the soldiers - Things are getting bad, very bad.

Down into the house, he saw a lot of people speaking. One of them looked exactly as Tierria's parents had described her, and one of the men seemed to be that Severine with whom she had gone. They were largely outnumbered, and their only hope where on joining with the ones in the house. So he forced the window with his dagger and opened it. Sable jumped down into the house, his cape waving at his back. He noticed the people in the cottage didn't seem too much surprised - "The next time I'll have to infiltrate I'll announce it with drums and trumpets and would be less noticed", he though - He looked at Sev, Tierria and the others and with the hands far from the hilt of his weapons, he told them:

"My name is Sable, and I'm here with Tierria's friends. There are a lot of soldiers coming into this direction, so it's better we stay as friends - smiling like a wolf, he continued - at least, for now"  

Sable, "There is a time you can only flee forwards"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on December 06, 2003, 12:12:22 PM
As Elraralia watched the man drop into the house, Elraralia swore. What was it with humans and there want to rush in and get killed?  

"So much for a plan" she muttered to herself, and then followed suit, one hand on her bow, just in case. But as she had figured, after listening to the conversation going on in the house, there was no attack.

"Why hello!  Fancy meeting you three here, thought we would save you the trouble of coming to find us.." she said in mock cheerfullness, and then addressed Severine personally, ignoreing the confused looks the others in the room were giving her.

"It looks as if we're about to have some company.  But first, let me get one thing straight...which side are we on?  Please don't tell me its the creepy soldiers.."



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 06, 2003, 09:05:22 PM
Phiona heard the clanging of swords of shields outside, just as everyone else did.  

She cursed herself for not bringing her bastard sword with her, but this was no time to stand around and feel sorry about what couldn't be changed.  Tierria had moved back behind Phiona and Phiona saw that Dray had already handed a weapon to Severine.... who would go out and fight, of course.  

Phiona, though, felt responsible for the young healer's safety, even if this strange man dropped in from above and declared his was with Tierria's friends.  Then Elraralia dropped down too and Phiona looked up to see there were others up on the roof.  Of them, she only recognized Luca.

To the red-haired elf she muttered, "Took you long enough to show..."

And to Sable, she said, "Time enough for introductions later, should we survive this!"

Phiona spun around and looked at Karla.  "YOU!  Do you have any spare weapons.  Longsword will do but I prefer a Hand-and-a-half if you have one.  And is there a back door out of here?"  Karla was pointing toward the kitchen when Phiona spied, out of the corner of her eye, her dirk stuck in burlyman's belt like some twisted trophy.  Phiona took a single step up to him and coolly retrieved her weapon before he even realized she'd moved.  "I'll be having this back, so kind of you to watch it for me..."

Phiona turned and handed the dirk to Tierria, point down.  "Here, you hold onto this.  I have a feeling this'll get ugly and you may have to defend yourself... even so, you stick with me!"

A longsword, minus the sheath, was thrust at her handle first, and Phiona barely registered who handed it to her.  Grabbing Tierria by the forearm once again, Phiona headed out the back...

"I'm getting you out of here!"



"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on December 07, 2003, 01:41:22 AM
Fflewdur turned to the remaining people on the roof and said "I dont know whats going on here but I'm going in!" And with that he leapt into the open window.

He had farther to fall than the others and the force of the impact forced him to crouch. He sprang up and said "Hello my name is Fflewdur and I'll tell you more about myself later, but as of now I think we have more pressing matters to deal with."

The dwarf turned to someone and asked "Can I have a dagger or something of the like? I have my axe but I like to have a secondary weopon. I will give it back after the battle, that is if I survive.

(OOC:The person I turned two is Richart. But Fflewdur dosent know that now, does he?)



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on December 07, 2003, 02:44:22 AM
"Sorry, stopped for a little shopping on our way here.  You know how Luca loves her trinkets" Elraralia muttered back to Phiona.  Feeling for her scourge to make sure it was secure, she remembered something that had slipped her mind.
"Damn, the arrows..." she swore to herself, as she realized that just in time for what looked to be a large fight, and she was almost out. "Phionna, when this things starts, I'm going to have to sneak down and steal some arrows from one of those lunies out there...if that is going to be at all possible.." she finished, and began to wonder how on earth they were going to get out of this alive.

"But first, would someone be so kind as to tell me what is going on?"

Edited by: Elraralia Horfiwiel at: 12/7/03 18:44


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 07, 2003, 10:47:22 AM
Luca dropped silently into the house (narrowly missing Fflewdur), and smiled happily to Tierra, Phiona and Sev. The woman seemed completely unaware at the approaching danger.

But Luca was completely capable at recognizing an approaching fight and Luca's smile disapated from her face. Sighing bitterly the half-elf pulled her quiver and bow off her back, counting the various kinds of stolen arrows. "I hate fights" she said to nobody in particular, fitting her half full quiver and resting her bow comfortably over a shoulder and in easy reach.

Knowing that she fared much better in hand-to-hand melee, Luca's hands flashed and was soon mirthlessly juggling her daggers by their razor sharp blades. Luca looked up to Severine and muttered under her breath "Stupid diggi" she began, using a street term for a cheap or stingy person that Luca and her friends used to insult people without their knowing. "Told us to leave some weapons behind. Bet he wanted to fight the lot himself. Watch him get killed." the half elf continued to mutter as she continued to juggle subconciously. Many street children, a 7 year old Luca included, juggled, danced or preformed tricks as a past time which also made them money.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 08, 2003, 12:25:22 PM
As the Redmarks drew ever closer to the small house, Commander Wilhelm saw that the rebels on the roof were dropping into the house through a window.  He said, loud enough to be heard above the shield-clanging, "They try to hide inside!  Burn it!  Burn it to the ground!"  And he added, only for his own benefit, "Let's see how well they fight while breathing smoke and flame!"

A couple of the Redmarks sheathed their swords and lit the wicks on flasks filled with flame-oil.  Since they were near enough, the troop halted and the missiles were thrown at the house.  One shattered against the nearest wall, splattering burning oil over a wide area in a single, flaming burst.  The small house was made of wood and so began to kindle quickly.  The other flask landed softly on the thatched roof.  Even though it didn't break,  the flames from the wick spread fast, moving toward the remaining people on the roof in no time.

The Redmarks unfurled into a long line, preparing for battle.  They no longer hit their shields.  They didn't need to.  As they were a dozen strong, the line of warriors made a semi-circle around the front and side of the house, leaving the back way and the side toward the orchard open.  The troops kept well back from the burning house as they waited impatiently for those inside to exit the small, burning building.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 08, 2003, 02:41:22 PM
*Dray sees these people dropping in through the window and mearly raises an eyebrow. He turns to the window and sees the Redmarks throw the burning oil on the house.*

"Time for talk is up if your leaving out the back go...if your comming out this door with me LETS GO!"

*Dray lets out a war cry as he kicks opens the door and charges at the first soldier directly in front of him. Dray's charge catches the solider off guard and Dray puts him on the defensive swinging both swords and making the Redmark do nothing but block with shield and sword. Dray sees an opening and swings wide and high with his long sword and the Redmark blocks with his shield, but Dray already was bringing his short sword in to the exposed side and plunges the sword into the Redmark where the armor was not covering and removes it quickly and follows with another stab right away. Dray then pushes the Redmark over and runs over him and turns around facing the other Redmarks as they get ready to attack*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away

Edited by: Dray Ducroix at: 12/8/03 22:37


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 08, 2003, 09:19:22 PM
As Dray's "LET'S GO!" rang out though the room, Phiona was already dragging Tierria through the tiny kitchen and out the back door.  As luck would have it, the way to the orchard's treeline was free and clear.

Turning to her friend, Phiona said quickly, "Let's get to those trees!  You can hide in there... and then I can help the others."  Glancing up, Phiona could see the roof was on fire and dark gray, billowing smoke was being swept northward over the orchard by a lazy breeze.  "Ah, hell!  Follow me, Tierria!" Phiona took off toward the trees, running hunched over and with her longsword at the ready.  She hoped that none of the Redmark berserkers would notice their flight...

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on December 09, 2003, 06:52:22 AM
"Battle time, eh? Bring it on! I guess I don't need a dagger  that much."

Fflewdur rushed through the front door  and  ran past a battling Dray straight towards a nearby soldier. Just as he neared the soldier he drew his axe and slammed the metal spikes on the back of it into the soldier's chest before the man recovered from the shock of a dwarf running at him. He pulled out his axe and spun around just in time to see a sword swinging at him. The dwarf jumped back and managed to avoid the main force of  the blow, but the tip of the weapon sliced shallowly into his sholder. He quickly counter-attacked with an upward swing of his axe. The man parried the attack with his sword and then swung his foot out in a tripping manuver. Fflewdur jumped to avoid it and managed to get in a deadly strike in mid-jump. Just as he landed his vial of sand started to glow blue.

What? This has never happened before!

Suddenly Fflewdur spun around swatted a throwing knife out of the air as it flew towards him. This happened unbiddingly without Fflewdur wanting to do it.

This thing must have more power than I thought!

He headed towards yet another soldier and proceeded to do battle with him. As he started striking and parrying fatige gripped him. Each swing of his axe was harder than the last. Then the soldier managed to strike the dwarf. The sword had cut deeply into his knee. Fflewdur ingnored the pain and quickly butted the soldier in the stomach with his axe. The man stumbled back in pain and Fflewdur used this chance to strike him with a fatal blow from waist to chin.

Pain shock and fatige were starting to take a toll on the dwarf and he quietly snuck away to tend his wounds.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 09, 2003, 07:42:22 AM
Severine followed Dary outside with his sword in his right hand. He felt a little uneasy about not having the Sword of Halo with him, but felt relieved when he saw Dray take down one of the Redmarks. That gave him more fighting energy as he started to exchange blows with one of the Redmarks. The soldier knocked Severine down with a powerful kick, who was surprised at the man's strength.

Wow, I wasn't expecting that, thought Severine. Dray made this look easier than it is.

The young Shendar realized he spoke to soon. As soon as he jumped to his feet and started fighting again, the man Dray had struck down, slowly started to get up. The man let out a large battle roar that could be heard for miles, and stomped his foot into the dirt road, creating a large hole in it. After Severine struck down his oppnent with a stab to the abdomen, he turned his head to warn Dray, but before a word could come out of his mouth, he felt his whole body collide with something hard, making him fall once again. But this time, he landed a few feet away. Feeling like he was just ran over by an Aj, Severine slowly got on one knee, and saw the Redmark running at him. Using what energy he had in him left from taking the blow, Severine roll out the way, throwing his knife at the sametime. The blade caught the man in a place where there was no armor. His neck. Cutting off his circulation, the soldier fell the floor, dead.

Severine got to his feet, almost falling over from the dizziness he felt. If he was going to be like this during every Redmark he fought, then he didn't stand a chance.

Trying the get fully back to his senses Severine called out to his new companion. "Dray! Look out!"

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on December 09, 2003, 07:59:22 AM
Kim re read the letter from Shrive it had come to her while she was in Marcogg to keep an eye on Blackwine.
He wasn't to be trusted and if he was seen to be doing anything partically damaging she was instructed to get him out of the way as soon as possible.

Approaching the gate she re read the last part. There should be a contact at the gates since there's fighting going on and all the citizens and travelers are stuck inside. Looking up she saw a man standing at the gates.

Reaching in to her bag she pulled out her weapon. It served well to be cautious in strange places.

where the legend hides the truth at the clash of sun and moon and moved by magnetic fields comes the mystic last eclipse it will ride the zephya plains in the evil cosmic name all the nightmares will soon rise in the age of mystic ice...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Tierria Selig on December 09, 2003, 08:07:22 AM
Tierria wanted to be there with Severine, but she knew deep down inside that she would get in the way. The girl sighed, and shook her head, letting Phiona drag her towards the orchard. Julia was with them, who said she'll bring the weapons from the inn and track down William. If Blackwine's men knew where they were hiding, then William was possibly in danger. Ceasar was with them as well, brining two men with him. Tierria still felt that everything didn't feel real...she was in a dream-like state. Everything was happening so fast for her. She was finally reunited with her dear Severine, and now this happens! Once they reached the orchard Tierria noticed something near the trees. A feeling of dread crept upon the Stratanian as she slowed down a bit, making Phiona actually drag her along the road.

"Ph-Phiona? Something doesn't feel right. Why were there so few men who attacked us? This Blackwine man has a whole army at his disposal...why send only a few to attack us?"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 09, 2003, 09:58:22 AM
She'd noticed that several of the rebels were following her and Tierria, but at this point she didn't really care... she just wanted to get her young friend out of the thick of battle.  Behind her, she could feel her friend was dragging a bit, "Ph-Phiona? Something doesn't feel right.  Why were there so few men who attacked us?  This Blackwine man has a whole army at his disposal...why send only a few to attack us?"

Phiona countered, "There's no time to talk right now...  come on, pick it up!" just as they passed the first row of carefully-aligned trees.  The smoke from the burning house hovered over the orchard and cast an ominous darkness over the field of trees which bore a variety of nuts, apples, plums and pears.  Running right in their wake was Julia, while Ceasar and two of his personal guards lagged further back.  It didn't appear that any more people from the house were taking this route.  

Once all six were 'safely' within the orchard, The Shadow Brigade's trap was sprung!  A man dressed in grays and browns stepped out from hiding, right in Phiona's path.  Phiona, of course, pulled up short and let loose Tierria's arm.  The longsword was brought to bear more as a reflex than actual thought.  "Tierria..." Phiona hissed under her breath, "Stay back!"  But then Phiona noticed that, not only were the three women surrounded by men wielding well-aimed arrows but, so were Ceasar and his guards...

The man in front of Phiona was clearly the leader.  When he talked, his voice carrying through the shadows under the trees like a foul wind.  "Lay down your weapons, rebels!  Come peacefully, and I will see you are not harmed between here and our command post!" He looked Phiona up and down before looking to Tierria and Julia.  "Just give me a reason..." he added malevolently.  The aim of his arrow moving from Phiona's chest to her right thigh.

Phiona took a moment to consider their options.   Damn it!  The gods must really hate me!   She glance around, trying not to look desparate, and she noted that there were at least a dozen men circled around them, all at varying distances but still within short range for their longbows.   I can't let them deliver me into Blackwine's hands!  But if we don't surrender, they'll slay us on the spot... and that's if these men are kind, which I doubt!  

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 09, 2003, 01:59:22 PM
*Dray hears Severine's call, but the whole time he was watching and saw the Redmark stand up blood flowing down his side and start chargind at Dray*

"Well I guess this is going to be tougher than i thought after all"

*Dray concentrates for a second and then throws his short sword at the Redmark's legs tripping it up. The Redmark falls on his face and slides in the dirt close to Dray, Dray wastes no time in leaping into the air and bringing his sword down onto the exposed neck of the Redmark putting it down for good. Dray then gets barreled over by another Redmark and he rolls to a crouch slightly dazed. He looks over and sees the Redmark charging sword pointing right at Dray. Dray waits in his crouch and knocks the Redmarks sword away and plants a foot squarly in the Redmarks chest and and grabs some armor with his other hand and uses its own momentum to fling the Redmark over his head. Dray then quickly gets to his feet as the Redmark recovers and bellows out loudly and comes back at Dray*

"Man these things don't quit do they!"

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 09, 2003, 05:17:22 PM
The small house's roof was now a raging fire, with thick, gray smoke and sparks spilling onto the people still left inside.  Those on the roof could tell the roof was ready to collapse as the flames drew near enough for the blazing heat to be extremely uncomfortable!  

The remaining rebels poured out of the structure- Arden, Karla, Yullius and Richart- escaping through the front door while slapping at the burning embers on their armor , cloaks and clothes.  Once outside, everyone drew their weapons and prepared to fight!  Already, the dwarven Fflewdur, Dray, and Severine were in the midst of battle with the berserker corps.  The rebels rushed forward to join in the fray!

Darman and Carak stumbled out the back door, choking and wheezing, eyes red and tearing.  Looking about them, they saw no enemy to fight, for the earlier group had already disappeared into the orchard.  Carak drew an arrow from his quiver and nocked it in his bow, while Darman unsheathed his sword peered up at the last bit of roof  that hadn't burned yet.  The two stood back to back, slowly circling and looking for any immediate threat.  

Carak had a brief glimpse of one Redmark before the latter ran around the front of the house.  Above the roaring fire, the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard!  The archer nudged Darman, nodding toward the side of the house that faced away from the orchard, and the two men slowly made their way in that direction.  Two Redmarks came into view then, one was menacing Karla with his blade, and the other was trading blows with Richart!  Carak didn't hesitate.  He let loose an arrow that sank into the ribcage of Karla's opponent, immediately drawing another and aiming to shoot again.  He never had a chance to fire- another arrow flew in from a different direction- from the orchard, perhaps- and hit Carak in the shoulder.  Carak howled in pain and his second shot careened into the air!  A second missile struck him in the chest and he fell.

Darman cried out and pulled Carak behind some cover, a couple of rain barrels next to a fencepost.

Karla, in the meantime, was able to finish off her Redmark, for the man was too wounded to parry, even with his shield.  Unaware that one of her own had fallen, she turned to assist Richart...  



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Sable on December 09, 2003, 07:46:22 PM
OOC: This post arrives a bit latter, but just act as if it was written just before the fire, ok? I'll try to keep into the story...

Sable went out of the house as Dray and Sev charged. He faced a soldier that tried to attack Severine from the back. The sword aimed his heart while the dagger searched the neck. The soldier turned against Sable and interposed sword and shield, but he then changed the direction of the dagger and thrust it his the left shoulder. That only seemed to enrage him more, and he attacked him shouting and trying to pierce him or crush him with the shield.

It was then when, crossing the uproar of the fight and the roar of the flames, he heard a voice saying at his back "Lay down your weapons, rebels! Come peacefully, and I will see you are not harmed between here and our command post!" Dammit! There were more at their back!

Suddenly... there was a void in Sable's mind: a memory, of another life, went through him. In that time he had a name, another name. In front of him there were no more soldiers, they were orcs instead, a group of bandits, and behind him his wife screamed while more arrive at his back. He was going to lose him... lose... again... no, no, NO!

When the warrior in front of him attacked, Sable deflected the sword and thrust his dagger in his wrist, and before he could move back he beheaded him with a swift move. Then he turned back and started running in the direction Tierria and the others had gone. He saw her with two women and three men surrounded by a group that aimed them with bows... although in his mind, blinded by the memory, they looked as more greenskins. Without stopping, he put away his weapons and took his two knives: he throw them both and each thrust in the back of a soldier, who shouted in pain and fell to the ground: he didn't know if they were wounded or dead, but it didn't mind much: there where plenty to kill. He started howling as he got closer and closer.For a second they stay paralized, but then six of them turned and shooted at him. He throw himself to the ground and rolled while the arrows crossed above him, and then he stood up and kept running, shouting like one of the berserkers Then one of the bowmen aimed him with more care and the arrow thrust in his shoulder, scarcely stopped by the chain mail.

Sable had the left arm almost without strength, but he didn't stop. He reached the first of them and thrust the sword in the belly while he was trying to take out his own.

Ilthala! - Sable shouted - Ilthala!

Sable, "There is a time you can only flee forwards"

Edited by: Sable at: 12/9/03 11:48


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on December 10, 2003, 07:11:22 AM
Fflewdur limped towards the orchard. Soon, his bleeding wounds caused his knees to give out. He crawled on and saw arrows flying through the air.

"Just what I need: more soldiers." he growled.

Then, one of the soldiers noticed him and sent an arrow speeding at his chest. He dived behind some barrels and found a man and his fallen comrade taking refuge there.

Fflewdur nodded solemly in greeting and sat, leaning against a barrel for support. He tore off his shirt sleeves and wrapped them tightly against his wounds. He wiped his bloodstainded axe on the grass and then studied his injuries.

The cut on his shoulder was not bad. The one on his knee however, was dangerous. It needed to be cleaned and treated within the next few hours or it could become serious.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 10, 2003, 03:08:22 PM
Luca stared in awe as the roof above her seemed to disintigrate before her eyes. "Amazing what fire can do. One minute it's cooking you're food, the other it's eating away at something that could easily kill--" Luca was cut off as a flaming splinter the size of her hand broke off the ceiling and nearly pinned her foot to the ground. Realizing that inside a burning house was not the best place to be, the half-elf walked casually from the building.

Her original plan had been to flee to the nearest section of the surrounding wall and get away from this frightfully unlucky band of people. But Luca’s plan, as usual, was suddenly altered as her way was blocked by a mammoth of a man. But on closer inspection, Luca decided that the man resembled a boar more than anything with his pushed up nose and toothless grin.

“Give me a kiss cutie,” he said, a glob of spittle nearly hitting the thief’s cheek. Before Luca could respond, he brought his sword up and heaved down, ready to cleave her in half.

Luca sighed and took a step back to avoid being struck by the slow and clumsy blow. The soldier growled as he heaved his sword from the ground and his eyes fired up with a strange kind of inner fire Luca had never seen before. The beserker let an animalistic growl escape his throat as the big man took a step forward. From there, things just went downhill for the thief.

The huge man, even with his beserker rage, was not quick enough for the nimble and ever-ready Luca, his powerful blows met nothing but dirt and thin air each time. Speaking haltingly between dodges, the half-elf began to lecture the not-listening soldier. “Hasn’t your…mother ever…told—woah—you…never…to hit…a…” she said, nearly having her hand taken off by a sudden back swing by the soldier. His moves were getting faster and her movement patterns were being discovered.

The half-elf took a feint to the left and the soldier’s sword came down at an angle only to drive into the dirt as Luca half dove, half rolled to the side. She twirled around to his back and clambered up his back. The soldier’s long greasy hair hung down against his back and Luca, fighting to keep her balance on the spinning, took hold of his ponytail (and wished that her leather gloves still had fingers). He didn’t seem to notice her yanking on his hair but the soldier did notice as Luca planted her feet on his wide shoulders and pulled back on his head with all her might.

His neck snapped back and the beserker met a silver capped dagger hilt square between the eyes. “…girl,” she finished finally, hopping quietly off the comatose man and wiping her hands on the lap of her short skirt.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 10, 2003, 08:00:22 PM
The smoke could be clearly seen high up in the sky.  This was the prearranged signal and Hagitha set her calvary troops to the advance.  At a gallop, they arced around the far side of the orchard and came up to the house from behind...  the thunder of hooves could be heard well before they came into view.

Not able to help Carak, Darman had just moved to look at the dwarf's wounds, when he heard the horses approaching.  With an apologetic word to Fflewdur, the seasoned fighter stood with sword in hand and stepped away from the sheltered area.  

His long beard ruffled by the breeze, Darman watched as The Death Riders bore down on him with black-tipped lances at the ready...

~

Hawkeye, hidden in the orchard well apart from The Shadow Brigade, watched as one man crazy man went screaming past, right into the rangers.  The only reason he didn't kill the maniac was because Hawkeye wanted to see how Malorn and crew would handle the situation. There was a long-standing rivalry between the two, and he didn't mind seeing Malorn taken down a peg or three...  

After the initial distraction, where most of the rangers had fired at the dagger-tossing madman, the 'covered' rebels began to fight back.  A big man, who'd clearly suffered a broken nose recently by the looks of it, body-slammed the nearest ranger and the two were now wrestling on the ground.  

Another rebel pulled two short swords and the old man went to defend his back wielding a quarterstaff.  But melee weapons were no fair match for bow and arrows, and within seconds the younger man was hit by four missiles and the older man had been disarmed and knocked out.

The three women were a different matter entirely-  the blond woman who'd led the rebels into the orchard took an arrow in the thigh, courtesy of Malorn while the black-haired woman took advantage of the distraction to run and hide behind a tree.  The last woman, a spirited brunette, charged the nearest ranger, forcing him to abandon his bow and fight with his own sword... by this time, the remaining rangers had either turned to fighting the madman, or were diligently defending themselves from the rebels.  

Hawkeye took this moment to slink away from the orchard skirmish.  Time to get back to Blackwine and report.





 



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 10, 2003, 08:22:22 PM
Like the men who'd surrounded them, Phiona had also turned to look when a howling man ran into their midst.  She had a split-second to recognize him as one of Elraralia's new friends when a burning pain ripped through her right thigh!  The arrow piercing her leg tore a strangle cry from her as she whipped around to look at the man who shot her.  She still held her sword with both hands, but now the grip was stronger out of necessity- she needed to focus.  

Tears stung her eyes as she struggled to stay on her feet, "You bastard!" She managed to spit out but he was already tossing his bow to the side and drawing his sword.  It was obvious that the man thought he was toying with her!

Malorn only sneered as he brought up his blade.  "I know who you are little girl.  The boss'll be might glad to see you, Whitefire."  He swung his blade and Phiona was forced to sidestep in order to parry.  She grunted from the agony... blood gushed from the wound... on both sides.  She attempted to favor the wounded leg, difficult to do in melee.  

She was too focused on parrying Malorn's attacks to notice that Julia had finally bested her opponent, and had turned to help Sable who was encircled by six angry men.  She also had not noticed which way Tierria had gone... Phiona's survival instinct had kicked in because she knew that this man she fought would kill her, given the chance.

And already she was growing weak from loss of blood...
So this is where it ends?  No, I don't accept that!

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 11, 2003, 03:28:22 AM
Severine ducked from another swing, trying to keep his distance from the Redmark he was fighting. He was agile enough to move out of the way from various swings the beserker was throwing at him, but how ong he could keep it up was still a mystery. Deep inside of him, Severine started to feel a familiar hunger...the same kind of hunger he felt before when he fought off the rebels before arriving in Sheren village. He couldn't lose. Not now. He was going to kill this man in front of him.

Coming forward with a battle cry of his own, Severine's blade collided with the Redmark's. Surprisingly, Severine made no effort to move as the two fighters locked in with one another. Both gave each other menancing glares while they fought to turn the tide of the battle. Increasing the hidden strength that was growing from within, Severine roared, and koncked the blade from the Redmark's hand with a kick and thrusted his blade hard and deep into the man's chest. Piercing his heart, the Redmark fell over dead. As the hunger from inside Severine wanted to be fed more, he fought to control himself.

Come on Sevy...don't lose it. Now now...

The Redmark who watched the two fight stared at Severine with shock for a moment, but soon yelled out "This one is a beserker as well!"

Those soon became the last words that man would ever say as a thrown sword went through his neck. Severine stood a few yards away, his braids covering his face, his chest breathing heavily. The hunger was getting stronger. And the Shendar was beginning to like it.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Tierria Selig on December 11, 2003, 03:39:22 AM
Tierria hid behind a tree, scared for her life. Out of nowhere, another group of soldiers appeared, ready to kill at a drop of a hat. Tierria knew she didn't stand much of a chance, so she decided to hide during the fighting, hopefully nobody would notice her. She mostly watched Phiona, but kept her eye on everyone else as well. She saw Fflewdur appear, as well as a man that she saw briefly at the house which was now falling to pieces. So far, they lost one person. Hopefully they wouldn't lose another...

Seeing Phiona shot in the leg, the girl let out a gasp. The man that approached her seemed to toy with the female warrior, waiting for that perfect moment to kill her. Tierria knew Phiona didn't stand a chance unless if she had a plan. While just being shot in the leg, and possibly moments away from death, she figured her friend didn't have much of an idea of what to do to survive. Without even thinking, the girl let out a battle cry. Picking up a sword from a dead soldier as she ran, Tierria swung at the man who threatened Phiona's life. The man turned to Tierria easily, side stepped the attack, and tripped her. She fell face forward, dropping the blade during her descent.

The man grinned down at Tierria his blade pointed at her. "Well, well, well, look what we have hear" said the man grinning.

Tierria did her best not to show fear at all as sweat was rapidly going down her body. Phiona, make your move now! Hopefully, he's open for an attack!



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 11, 2003, 05:22:22 AM
"Well, well, well, look what we have here..." Malorn grinned down at the raven-haired beauty who was at the tip of his sword.  He kept a close eye on Phiona as well, moving so that Teirria was between him and the Avennorian warrior.  "Decisions, decisions.  I cannot take both of you back," the ranger said, mostly to the woman lying on the ground, "you would be a tasty prize indeed, girl... but that one would win me a king's ransom.  With that gold, I can buy a hundred of you..."

"On the other hand, it would be a shame to kill you... so I'll come get you another time, my sweet!"  With that, Malorn pulled back the sword and brought down the pommel against Teirria's temple with a blow that was sure to stun the young woman, if not knock her completely out.  With any luck, he'd be long gone before she came to.  

"No!" Phiona gasped as she staggered a step closer, struggling to keep her blade up.  It grew heavier and heavier as her strength steadily faded.

Malorn circled around her like a wolf stalking it's wounded prey.  "Yes, yes... you will make me a rich man, Phiona.  To hell with orders, you are coming with me!" The leader of the Shadow Brigade quickly stepped up and swung his blade high, knowing the woman would have to bring her own blade up to parry.  She did, but with a pained effort that clearly showed on her face.  Their swords locked, and Malorn reached down for the arrow that was still in Phiona's thigh.  He twisted it hard in the wound and the woman's resulting scream was cut short by her passing out from the intense pain... just as he'd hoped.  He caught her as she slumped to the side, her sword falling to the ground.  The ranger then slung her limp body over his left shoulder, keeping his sword ready in his right hand.

With a last look at the battling rangers and rebels, he could see that none would oppose him-  In fact, all were preoccupied in the extreme.  With a pleased chuckle, Malorn made his escape with his prize through the darkened orchard, knowing that Blackwine would reward him well... even if it meant sacrificing his men.
     



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 11, 2003, 07:45:22 AM
*Dray faced off against the Redmark and it stared at him that inner fire growing in its eyes. It charged suddenly and Dray smiled thinking he saw his opening. Dray went to strike, but the Red mark was read and blocked the blow across his body and slammed Dray with its shield. Dray reeled back wards his head spinning. Dray was down to only his long sword as he glanced and saw his short sword laying next to the dead Redmark who of course was right next to the live one. The Redmark charged again and Dray blocked his downward strike, but the Redmarks superior strength and his added berserker powers was forcing Dray down, Dray was soon to his knees and knew if he gave in the sword would come down and cut him a good one. Dray tried to concentrate and use his magic, but the strain was too much trying to keep the Redmarks sword away from him and he couldn't harness his magic. Just as Dray thought it was about over for him the pressure from the Redmarks sword stopped. Dray looked up and the Redmarks eyes were open wide and blood was running down its armor and arms. Dray looked away and saw Ardan standing there with his sword shoved into the back of the redmarks neck and down. Ardan twisted the blade around and the Redmark let out a gurgle. Dray saw him beginning to fall and dove to the side as the man fell forward slain by Ardan.*

"Thanks old friend I wasn't sure how much longer I could have lasted"

"Ardan:Its the least I could do for you Dray"

*Dray smiles as he goes to pick up his short sword. As Dray's hand reaches for the sword and lifts it a foot comes down and a sword swings breaking Dray's sword. A fist soon follows and Dray reels back wards surprised at the assault.*

"Wilhem:Rebels this is where your lives end today. You may have taken out my men, but they can be replaced. I trained them and I will train more!"

*Wilhem goes to swing at Dray, but Ardan blocks the blow and gets in front of Dray. Adran faces off against Wilhem and glares right back at the man*

"Ardan:You and the Legions evil ways will soon end...for you they end today...for the Legion they end soon. The Freedom Hawks will live on!"

*Ardan pushes away from the man and starts his attack. Strike after strike it seems as if both men are evenly matched with the blade, but soon Wilhem begins his assault and its is everything Ardan can to do deflect the blows, as Wilhems true ability with a sword comes out. Wilhem swing is blocked by Ardan, but the foot hits Adran right in the chest and he doubles over from the impact. Wilhem sensing blood raises his sword above his head and brings it down towards Ardan's neck. Dray has recovered by this time and thrusts his sword in flat side up to block the blow. Wilhem's sword collides with Dray's and both blades slam into Ardan, but it is not a lethal blow. Ardan falls to the ground with 2 small cuts in the back of his neck starting to bleed a little. Wilhem growls at Dray who just took away his kill and starts an offensive against him. Dray parries his blows, but is still being backed up*

I better do something soon I can't defend against this guy forever I gotta get some offensive going

*Dray ducks under a swing and tries the thrust at Wilhem, but is deflected away. He brings his blade back down and Wilhem blocks, but circles his parry and Dray recognizes the move too late as Wilhem disarms him and Dray's sword falls to the ground and Wilhem steps on it.*

"Wilhem:o hhh little rebel with out his sword...any last words?"

"only this don't count your eggs before they hatch"

*Wilhem growls and swings at Dray. Dray puts his forearm up to block the swing and Wilhem's sword rings out as metal strikes metal. Wilhem is slightly surprised and Dray takes advantage by bringing his other forearm upside Wilhem's head. Dray feels a slight cut into his arm where Wilhem's sword went through the guard and he starts to bleed. He shakes off the injury and drops down and sweeps Wilhem's legs out from under him and Wilhem falls to the ground. Dray quickly goes for his sword, but Wilhem is quick enough to be on his knees and have his sword pointed at Dray's neck as both men slowly get to their feet. Dray drops his sword and Wilhem smiles once again sensing blood, Ardan through comes back into the fight and knocks Wilhem's blade away. Dray quickly picks up his sword and together him and Ardan start an assault. Wilhem starts back away as the 2 men force him, and he dodges and parries like mad but cuts are starting to appear all over his body. On his face his arms dings in his armor and slashes in his armor as well. Dray lays off his assault and concentrates for a second and raises his hand up. A small burst of fire flies from Dray's hand and right into the eyes of Wilhem. He lets of a scream of pain as the fire burns his eyes and Ardan thrusts his sword into Wilhem's chest. Dray follows with a thrust of his own into his chest as well. Wilhem's scream stops he falls to his knees and as Dray and Ardan pull out their blades he falls to the ground dead.*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 11, 2003, 10:15:22 AM
Luca had had enough of this fighting business and the half-elf took off. But she wasn't paying attention to where she was going, too preoccupied in calling Pick to her side to care.

Looking up from her magical eagle amulet, Luca skidded to a stop as a she suddenly noticed the ground rumbling beneath her. The half-elf turned to see a lance-weilding man atop a horse coming at her. He was off to the side of the cavalry group that Luca just noticed. Not giving her enough time to yell her obscene remark, the man broke formation and came at her.

The thief turned and began running, noticing a pile of barrels just a short sprint ahead. The half-elf, not used to working with or against horses, underestimated the speed of the animal. She had enough wits to narrowly dodge the lance but felt the poisioned tip clip at her elbow just as she was a pace from the barrels.

Crying out angrilly, she easily leapt onto the pile and began to leap frog over the top. A thunderous crash sounded as the rider's horse collided with the two stacked barrels on the far side and fell to the ground. Crying out miserably, the rider tried to dive from the horse, but the falling animal fell atop of his legs, kicking him relentlessly in the face and chest with it's hooves until the rider lay unconcious and broken beneath a lame horse.

Luca jumped onto the opposite side of the pile of barrels to  land non too gently beside Fflewdur. "Oh hello there. No time to talk. Busy busy day," she said happily, brushing away hair that had fallen into her eyes.

Sighing, the half-elf looked at her cut elbow. It was clean cut and not too deep, but a strange black substance was sticking to the side of the wound. Luca could guess it was and tried to suck off the poison as she had been taught, but just as luck would have it, she couldn't reach it. It had barely scratched her, but Luca could feel the poison burning along her forarm and her pinky finger was feeling quite peculiar.

Pick came from the sky and landed on the ground just in front of the half elf. She scratched at the ground with powerful talons, upturning the soil more with each stroke.

"No I'm fine" she replied quietly "Go find me a wet rag" she said simply and gestured to Fflewdur. Without another word, the crimson eagle flew off.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Sable on December 11, 2003, 08:55:22 PM
OOC: Just one thing, Sable has finished three rangers, two with the throwing knives and another one with the sword (the one he's going to use as a shield hehe)

The red fog that clouded Sable's eyes disappeared slowly. The orcs become armed men, and Ilthala was substituted by Tierria, collapsed in the floor with a hit in her head. There were five men between them, two of them fighting with a woman he had seen in the hut, and three more approaching him, two with the bows ready. The pain burnt his left arm, and hardly could hold the dagger.

Meanwhile, a deafening group of mounted soldiers charged against the ones who were still fighting in from of the cottage. Hoping the could resist, he decided it was time to finish this off for once and all. His sword was still thrust in the archer he has killed, so he crouched a bit and tried to lift it with the shoulder and the weapon, so he stand between the archers and him.

He charged, hearing two thud when the arrows sank in the body of his shield He hurled himself against the swordsman, and in the last second he pushed the corpse so he was knocked down. without time to finish him, he turn back to fight the other two, who now had sword in their hands. none of them seemed pretty good with them, and in normal circumstances he would have take care of them swiftly, but now Sable had an arm unusable and the blood loss was making him slow. They interchanged some strikes and he made some superficial wounds, but he couldn't take advantage of the openings in their defense and slowly they were beating him. In desperation, he made a wide sweep with the sable to distract them, and then run toward one and kicked him strongly in the knee. It was a pretty dirty trick but in that moment he wasn't dueling for sport, that was kill or get killed. the man felt to the ground, with a leg unable to stand his own weight, and Sable thrust him in the neck.

But the other was too fast, and charged Sable before he could recover. He lost the sword and the two felt, with the man on top. He tried to hit him in the head, but Sable grabbed his arm with his good hand, and stopped the blow. But the advantage was in the ranger's side, as he had two arms to push, and slowly the sword got nearer and nearer to the warrior's head

Seeing he couldn't resist much more, he changed tactic: he pulled the sword toward him, but deflecting it a bit to the right, while putting his head a bit aside to the left. the sword crashed with the ground, and Sable punched him in the nose, making him get back, although still above him. With pain twisting his face, he broke the arrow in his shoulder and thrust it in the eye of his enemy, who felt down, dead.

Sable was still in the ground, moaning in pain, when he feel something blocking the sun. it was the third warrior against he had been fighting, who finally had manage to get rid of the body. He smile from his heights, and he was too tired to do any try of defense. So he stayed there, looking at his eyes, waiting for him to deal the final blow.

That blow never arrived, as the ranged suddenly find himself with the point of a sword showing in his breast. He felt down, and at his back appeared the woman he had saw before, with a cut in her forehead but well, smiling while he kneel down at his side

Are you okay? - said Julia

Sable, "There is a time you can only flee forwards"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 12, 2003, 03:59:22 AM
Severine walked past the dead bodies of the Redmarks, wondering where Phiona and Tierria had gone to. He was slowly recovering from his blood lust that was becoming stronger as time went on. Now was not the time to become like the madmen that he was fighting. A loud cry coming from a horse interupted his thoughts. Severine turned around to see men riding on horse, wielding spears and lances.

Cursing under his breath, Severine ran towards the men determined not to lose. Rolling past a calvery man who thrusted his lance, Severine threw his second throwing knife at the man's neck, making him fall off. As soon as the man slowly got to his feet, Severine ran behind him and put his blade through his enemy, and pulled out. That was one down.
As soon as he turned his head, Severine almost got hit buy a flying spear. Luckily for him, he quickly side stepped. The man got off his horse and engaged Severine in sword combat, which Severine accepted. Unforunately for the Shendar, he didn't notice a Death Rider riding towards him in the distance.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Tierria Selig on December 12, 2003, 04:21:22 AM
"Lady Tierria? Lady Tierria?"

Tierria awakened with the headache of a lifetime to the sound of Ceasar's voice. He helped the woman sit up as she blinked a few times, looking over at the scene around her. Dead bodies was lying around her, and Phiona was missing. Tierria sprang to her feet, feeling that the worst happened to her. Due to her dizziness, Tierria almost lost her balance, but was held by the bodyguard of Ceasar's that was still alive.

Tierria looked up at Ceasar and asked desparately "What happened!?"

"Phiona was taken by the leader of these...scum." Ceasar made a face when talking about the men that threatened his live.

"Taken!? No...don't tell me they're taking her back to the base!? Back to that man who tormented that poor woman's life!?" Tierria literally grabbed Ceasar's shirtand shook him, tears streaming down her face.

Karla gently pulled the girl away, and held her in her arms. "Don't worry my dear, we'll get her back. But right now, we'll need to regroup withg the others. Hopefully they were successful in stopping the Redmarks..." Doubt lingered in the woman's voice.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 12, 2003, 04:37:22 AM
Ripp sat impatiently at the table with Eryk, Penrith, and Gromelson and his crew. The group was getting to know each other for a bit, and now was trying to think of a way to get pass the gaurds without causing much of a disturbance. They knew they could take on the guards near the inn, but there was more that would have to be dealt with. Ripp sighed in frustration, butt hen soon came up with an idea. The window in Severine's window was close to the roof so he could climb up it. There, he could try and get a good look where everyone might be.

"Excuse me gentlemen," said Ripp, standing up. "I think I just might have a plan that could help us alittle."

Ripp Dide...you're a genius.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 12, 2003, 03:52:22 AM
Ren was sitting up in his bed, thinking of the worst possible things that could be happening to Tierria, as well as the new friends he had made. He had a feeling that all the commotion outside something to do with all of them. He had to see...to see if any of them was in danger. Ren slowly got out of his bed, and slowly walked over to the cabinet that contained his clothing and things. A nurse ran up to Ren pleaded with him to get back in bed.

Shaking his head, Ren spoke "I must go out there. I have a feeling that people dear to me are in danger. I must see...see if they are safe."

"I'm sure they are safe" said the doctor, approaching him. "The guards probabaly escorted them somewhere."

Ren sighed. "I have a feeling that the places that the guards out there want to send them isn't somewhere safe."

The doctor stared at Ren for a long time. It was no question that he might've been friends with the people who was causing the trouble outisde. But this was a man who was his patient. A man whose company he enjoyed, a man he become friendly with. And enemy or no enemy, a doctor helps his patients no matter what.

"Let him go" he said to one of the nurses without looking at her. "The man ahs to check on his friends."

Ren looked at the man for a long time, shocked at his response. But as soon as the man nodded at him, Ren nodded back and started to get his things.

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 12/11/03 19:53


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 12, 2003, 04:08:22 AM
Captain Flimoar Fotelier stood with the rest of his men, blocking one of many paths the rebels could take to try and escape. Like this path, every other one was blocked as well. Even if the rebels were to make it this far...they would be too tired to continue fighting after going against Blackwine's special forces. The Flimoar and his men would take them out. One by one, or maybe even all at once. There was so many ways to end this disturbance upon Commander Blackwine's plans! What Flimoar didn't notice was that yards away, someone was climbing on top of the roof of the only inn in Sheren village...

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 12/15/03 17:49


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on December 12, 2003, 06:12:22 AM
Kim approached the man standing by the gates.
"I am here to see Marlus I have come on Kalyn's behalf"

The man standing at the gate stared at her. Even having never seen a Kasumarii in his life, he had heard the stories and seen pictures there abilities beyond much comprehension. the Dark Priests were said to be the worse which this girl standing in front of him was.

Kim felt irritated at the man just staring at her.
"What are you staring at," she demanded,
"I wish to see Marlus and you will take me to him"


The man blinked for a few seconds and then nodded dumbly.
Please follow me inside and I will go and find him for you.


Kim followed the man inside through the gates keeping her hand on her weapon the whole time. Looking round she could sense that there was trouble near and something else something that she couldn't place but it filled her with a heavy feeling.

where the legend hides the truth at the clash of sun and moon and moved by magnetic fields comes the mystic last eclipse it will ride the zephya plains in the evil cosmic name all the nightmares will soon rise in the age of mystic ice...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on December 14, 2003, 01:31:22 PM
Looking up at the ceiling, that was now in flames, Elraralia cursed silently to herself.  When was this going to end?  About to follow Luca out, her way was suddenly blocked by flaming beam that fell to the ground in front of her.  Turning around, she made her way to the back, and quickly escaped that way.
Emerging from the house, she quicky spotted , who were  the reason for the now bonfire that was at one point the house that she had come out of.  Three soldiers were milling about, apparently oblivous to the fact that the people in the house were not dead.      
Not wanting to give up the element of surprise, she quickly strung her bow, and took out two of the soldiers in front of her, before anyone had even noticed that she was there.  Both dieing with a suprised look on their face as they looked down to see arrows potruding from their chests.

Their comrad turned to her,  seeing her for the first time,  his eyes seething with anger.

"That wasn't very smart missy, now you will be dieing.." he growled, and charged twords her, sword outstreched.  Pulling out her scourge, she whacked him on the head, but not before he left a long gash on her arm, but being in the moment, she failed to notice.

Rushing forward, she began to look for the other members of the party, but none of them seemed to be in sight.  She hurried on, until she spotted Severine, in the midst of a sword fight with one of the...people against them.  But this man seemed to be different than the ones she had just left in the village.   This one didn't seem to be a soldier, or if he was, he was of a different type.

She suddenly heard the sounds of hoofbeats, and turned around to see a man on horseback, flying twords the pair, intent on killing Severine.

"Severine!   Horseman..coming your way.." she hollered over the din, but realized that if she didn't do something about this guy, he would kill her as well.  Reaching behind, to string an arrow into her bow, she found her quiver empty.  

"Damn, perfect timing too.." she cursed to herself, and thinking fast, she stepped aside.  Once the horseman was level with her, she grabbed onto the saddle behind the man, and swung up.  All would have worked perfectly, as Elraralia clobbed the man in the head with her scourge, had the horse not felt the new weight, and panicked.  Rearing back, legs flailing in the air, the horse fell backwards onto Elraralia and the now dead man.  As it did, Elraralia felt the man's sword stab into her upper thigh, and  then heard something break.

Edited by: Elraralia Horfiwiel at: 12/14/03 17:55


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 15, 2003, 08:56:22 AM
Pick soared up in the air, watching with passing interest as the battle continued. "Stupid Lucky..." the bird mused to herself, out of range for the half-elf to hear her thought's clearly "What has she gotten herself into now?"

The crimson colored eagle spotted the inn and landed gracefully on the the half-open window sill. Pick hopped onto the bar top and a startled tender began to shoo her away. "Oh shut up you ugly sot!" she thought angrilly, and hissed menacingly at the barkeep. Confused, the innkeeper backed away as Pick pulled a sopping rag from a water basin and flew back to Luca.




Luca leaned against the pile of barrels, poking her numb forearm, quite amused that she couldn't feel anything. Suddenly Pick, effortlessly carrying a wet wash rag, flew into sight and dropped the soaking rag on Fflewdur's head before landing on Luca's awaiting arm.

"NOW would you mind telling me what on Ava's loving earth is going on?"  



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 16, 2003, 02:46:22 AM
Severine dodoged the soldier's attacked, and tried to counter, but the man was just too quick for him. Severine cursed at himself silently as the man blocked his attack for the fifth time. As began circling the man, trying to look for an opening, he heard Elrararia call his name, as well as warning him of danger. Knowing that he would have to finish the fight soon, Severine thrusted a hidden knife into the man's side, and finished hi off with another stab from his sword. Drawing the blade out from his victim, Severine tunred around to see an unusual sight. Elrararia was on the ground along with the man she attacked, and...the horse that the man was on. Running over to her, Severine tried his best not to panic.

"Elra!" he cried. "Are you alright!?"

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on December 16, 2003, 03:47:22 AM
Gritting her teeth against the pain, Elra looked up at Severine.

"Never been better, hows the weather up there?  Almost done playing war?" she asked jokingly, but failed to lighten the situtation.
"Think you could help me get this beast off of me?  I would..but I broke something when the horse landed on me...and the stupid bloke's sword is in my thigh..." she said, and with a shove, tried to push the horse off of her, but quickly gave up her head spinning from the blood loss from both her thigh and arm, and she let her head drop.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on December 16, 2003, 07:24:22 AM
Fflewdur waved a farwell at the leaving man and muttered a feeble good luck. He leaned back and breathed deepely.

Fflewdur looked up in suprise as an elf hurdled over the barrels, and the leaped up as a horse crashed nearby. He quickly sat back down as pain stabbed up his leg.

He waved in greeting as the  elf addresed him. He relaxed for a minute then closed his eyes. He started when something wet collided with the top of his head, obscuring his view. He reached up and pulled it off and discovered that it was a wet rag. He looked at the elf and thanked her. He hardly even noticed the eagle on her arm.

The dwarf quickly undid his bindings and cleaned his wounds. Then he ripped the rag in half and used it to bind his wounds. He hoped that the water on the rag would help keep his injuries clean.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Sable on December 16, 2003, 06:56:22 PM
Are you okay? - said Julia

Yeah - said Sable - just help me stand up...

He almost fell down again but Julia hold him. Sable took a look around, all the rangers had been defeated, and Tierria was still there. But the other woman... he tried to remember, and was almost sure there was another woman with them, the one had been kidnapped.

There still were people fighting, and a group of mounted soldiers had just arrived. The ones in front of the hut were having problems with them all.

Take me near Tierria. Then go and help that ones.

Julia nodded and carried him toward the girl in the ground. Then left him there and rushed to the great melee

Tierria? My name is Sable. Your parents asked me to protect you and serve as a bodyguard - despite the pain in the shoulder, he smiled a bit - It seems I'm going to have more trouble than that I though at first.  

Sable, "There is a time you can only flee forwards"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 17, 2003, 05:15:22 PM
*Dray and Ardan head the hooves and their smiles quickly turned to grim looks of hardened soliders knowing he battle still rages on. Dray and Ardan take off racing around to the back of the house and see the mounted horsemen fighting and Severine trying to help someone trapped under a horse, 2 horsemen were riding right at Servine. Dray and Ardan take off without a word to each other trying to best the horses in a race to Servine. Dray just lets out a cry not having the air to yell a warning and try to beat the horsemen to Severine.*

"Ardan:BEHIND YOU!"

*Dray speeds himself on as the wind starts blowing at his back to help him gain more speed at his beckoning. Dray's hand begins to glow a red orange and Dray throws something towards the riders, but nothing happens*

Damn it not again it always fails me when I need it!

*Dray sees a spear laying on the ground dropped by one of the other horsemen and picks it up and races by Severine with the spear held at waist level. Dray stops and waits as the horsemen charges on leveling his own spear at Dray. Dray waits then when the rider is too close to change his direction Dray plants the spear against the ground and places his foot behind it and raising it to an angle and ducks down as the horseman's horse runs right into the spear and rears up causeing the rider to fall being caught surprised and not gripping the sadle enough. The horse falls over as the poison on the spear takes effect. Dray then redraws his long sword to battle the oppoent on even terms*

*Ardan sees Dray grab the spear and looks around for another, but not seeing one keeps on going. Being a seasoned solider Ardan knew how to handle calvary on foot. He stopped past Servine and stood his ground in a low crouch and sword at the ready at his side pointing straight up. The horseman leveled his spear and urged the horse on faster towards Adran. Ardan waited til the last second and dove to the side of the horse away from the spear but brought his sword down and sliced the front leg on the horse as he did so. The horse's leg buckled since it was at full gallop and the rider fell foward over the horses head and to the ground. Ardan smiled from the ground as he watches his handy work and gets up to face his opponent*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 18, 2003, 03:05:22 AM
Severine gathered as much strength as he could to lift the horse. which he did successfully, with the help of several other rebels. Unfortunately, it took a lot outof him. Carrying Elra in his arms, Severine moved quickly to a safer spot while the rebels covered him. Putting the eleven girl down, Severine inspected her wound.

"This is too great for me to tend to" said the Shendar, shaking his head. "We'll have to find Tierria to take care of it or someone else with her talents."

Hearing the war cry of a soldier, Severine turned around and threw a well placed knife into the man's heart, making him fall off his horse, dead.

Sighing to himself, Severine turned his attention back to Elrararia.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Tierria Selig on December 18, 2003, 03:09:22 AM
Tierria looked up at the man known as Sable. It figures that soon after the young woman left her home of Uderza that her parents would send someone to find and protect her. Why did she need that when Severine was there for her? Maybe not at this particular time, but she didn't even know who this man was!

Laughing slightly at his statement, she shook her head. "Why am I not surprised..." Tierria stood up, and started to walk past Sable. "Well right now, we have to find Severine and the others. Everyone has to knoww hat happened to Phiona!"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 18, 2003, 09:26:22 AM
Luca didn't notice Fflewdur's acknoledgement as she was busy explaining Pick what was going on...or at least the parts she understood.

Finishing her story, Luca stood and dusted off the seat of her skirt. Just as she was about to walk away, an arrow laced in more poison shot in front of her face. A thud sounded against one of the barrels then another soon after. The half-elf cursed as she clearly heard the hoofbeats of the aproaching archer.

Faster than she expected, an archer sitting atop a horse came around the barrels. The younger man was surprised to see his target break into run and, before he noticed the dwarf, was trailing it. Luca zigzagged her trail, arrows hitting the ground around her feet. But the shots were getting more and more accurate, and with an extra quiver strapped to his saddle, the archer wasn't about to run out.

The half-elf continued her run and soon noticed Severine and some other rebels a bit in front of her. The man on horseback in pursuit, Luca let out a cry "Anybody fancy lending me a hand?!!?"



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 19, 2003, 02:24:22 AM
"Anybody fancy lending me a hand?!!?"

Severine turned his head, and saw Luca running towards him, being chased by an archer on horseback. Not feeling surprsied about how the girl got herself caughgt up in that situation, Severine ran towards the archer. The moment the archer took out another bow and was about to fire, Severine rolled forward as soon as the man shot the arrow, throwing his last knife in the process, hitting its target. The man fell off the horse and was soon greet to a stab through the chest. Pulling out the blade, Severine turned to Luca.

"There you go."

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 19, 2003, 03:29:22 AM
"So, you saw them fighting?"

Eryk was leaning against the wall in Severine's room. Ripp had just came back in through the window., and Penrith was sitting on the bed. As for Gromelson and his men, they were standing near the doorway.

"Yes, I did. Actually, I saw Severine as well as a few people I don't recognize. As for everyone else, they were out of view. I doubt it if that half-elf is with them..."

"Well I could careless even if she was. It's the others we have to worry about," said Gromelson walking forward. "Now the question is this: Can we get past the guards to our comrades?"

"We could," replied Ripp. "But we must be fast. We can't waste our time with fighting everyone that we come across."

"Damn." Penrith tried his best pouting expression.

Eryk went over to the man, and patted him on the back. "Maybe next time my friend."

Gromelson smiled, and shrugged. "Well with all the men out there, we'll have our share of fighting. Hell, maybe even Ren will join us."



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 19, 2003, 03:50:22 AM
I must join with everyone else soon!

Ren walked slowly along the dirt road, looking around for Severine and the rest. A few soldiers had passed by him and told him that he had to be inside, and Ren said that he was looking for a place. They believed his lie, and continued on their way. The young warrior could hear the sounds of battle in the distance, and knew he had to make it there. To help his comrades in battle.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on December 22, 2003, 09:17:22 AM
Elraralia sighed in slight relief as the horse was lifted off of her, but the sigh quickly turned into a sharp intake of breath, as the pain overtook her.  Looking down, she pulled the sword out of her thigh, and pressed her hands down to stop the bleeding. At that point, Sev bent down, and gingerly picked her up, as if she was on the point of breaking.  About to protest to this, she quickly gave up, realizing that there was no way she could walk on her own.

As he set her down, and told her she was going to need Tierra, Elraralia groaned.  Taking a look at the wound on her arm, she pulled out a few leaves from the pouch that was still miraculously tied to her waist.  Popping them in her mouth, she chewed them a bit, and stuck them to her arm, in hope of slowly stopping the bleeding.  That taken care of, she propped herself up to look at her leg, but the effort was too much.  Falling back, she fell into the darkness that slowly overtook her, as the blood loss and pain overtook her.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 22, 2003, 10:04:22 AM
Luca nodded in thanks to Severine and began prodding her limp and numb arm. The small amount of poison was at full strength, and her limb was left completely paralyzed. Luca couldn't even feel as she prodded the arm with her finger. "That quite neat, really" the half-elf remarked with her usual bubbly optimism.

Ignoring the passed out Elraralia, Luca gestured to the barrels and looked to Severine, "Fruffnpuff or whatever his name is, is back there. That dwarf fellow. I left Pick behind as well, to make sure nobody made a pincushion of him" Of course, Severine knew nothing of her crimson colored eagle when she spoke the name Pick, Luca simply assumed that everybody had magical birds she could talk to.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 23, 2003, 01:47:22 AM
Severine nodded for a moment, wondering who the heck Pick was. He was relieved to learn that Fflewdur was okay, but when he saw Elra pass out from the corner of his eyes, he knew that Tierria had to be found right away.

She's probably at the inn with Phiona right now, he thought to himself.

"We have to get Elra to Tierria so she can heal her. Or atleast someone who can help her..." Severine sighed and reached down to pick up Elra in his arms. "By the way, who's Pi-"

Severine was cut off by a sharp pain in his left shoulder, causing him to drop the female elf's body. Falling on one knee, Severine strained his head to turn it around. From what he could see, a Death Rider had just put the blade of his lance in the Shendar's shoulder. Trying his best not to scream in pain, Severine tried to reach for one of his throwing knives, but realized that he had no more left with him.

"Damn you!" Severine managed to spit out, as he began to feel a little dizzy. Realizing that his fate was now in Luca's hands, he tried to call out to her, but then realized that she was just moments from being attacked as well by another horseless Death Rider. Only being able to call her name in warning, Severine reached for his sword, and stabbed the man who attacked him, causing him to pull out the lance. Both men fell over, not being able tro get up. Pushing himself greatly to try and stand, Severine began to fell that familiar burning desire inside of himself.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on December 23, 2003, 06:19:22 AM
*Dray surveys the killing that happened and shakes his head*

"I hate to see things have to take this course of action"

*Ardan nods in agreement and suddenly they hear the cry of someone and turna round to see 2 Death riders without their horses attacking Severine and some elven girl. Severine takes care of his, but slumps to the ground the spear having done its damage. The girl through does not realize what is happening. Dray shouts out a warning and races towards the girl with Ardan on his heels. Dray takes his sword in hard and tosses it sidearm towards the man. It hits him, but only slows the man's stride and gets his attention. He stops and sees the now weaponless Dray racing at him and smiles as he appraoches him with spear in hand. Dray stops and jumps backwards as the man thrusts at him. The man keeps comming at Dray and as Dray sidesteps another thrust the man hits Dray with the back end of the spear knocking him over. The man levels the spear at Dray, but Ardan runs to to knock it away. Dray sweeps the spearmans legs out from under him and Ardan points his sword at the mans neck.

"Ardan:It you want to live let go of the spear and be quiet"

*Dray runs to Severine and takes a knee next to him*
"Are you alright...this looks pretty bad...and might be some poison....I can try to heal this if you let me. I have dabbled in the healing magics.*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on December 23, 2003, 08:04:22 AM
Luca was about to do something helpful (for once) as a man stabbed Severine with his lance. "Hey Sev! Watch ou--" she was about to call out, even after he was hit, but her attention was grabbed as a stinging pain dug into her left calf.

The half-elf let out a shrill scream as the poisoned lance tip was removed from her leg. Luca turned as she fell to the ground, in too much pain to care what was happening to Severine. She screamed an obcenity that was so harsh it would have made a sailor proud and even made her agressor stop and smirk. "You're a feisty one, ain't ya darling?" he said, some spittle landing all the way on the grounded woman's face.

The man raised his blade to strike Luca for the last time. This all seems so familiar the thief thought to herself. But before the Death Rider could make his hit, a familiar crimson blur came from the sky, scratching and hissing.

Pick cried out as her powerful wings beat at his face, claws raking across his neck and shoulders. The man, screaming in surprise and pain, staggered backwards and broke into a run, hollering all the while, "Bird of Co'or! Out to get me!"

The magic eagle came down onto Luca's awaiting hand, and stood preening its feathers. "Aw, thanks Pick. I knew you cared," Luca teased, grasping at her leg. A familiar burning coarsed through her blood and soon her numb leg felt no pain, much to the half-elf's relief. "Hmm...that poison sure is potent stuff."



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on December 27, 2003, 07:06:22 PM
The woman who led The Death Riders called a retreat when she saw five of her people were defeated- unacceptable for these trained horse warriors, even considering the damage their poisoned weapons has wrought.  

As they rode away, covering their retreat with well-aimed arrows, Hagitha fired two black-barbed missiles into her own man, for a swift death was his only penance for failure.  She glared defiantly at he who'd dared to capture one of her own- and even from that distance Dray could sense the woman's burning hatred at being forced to kill her one of her own- before she, too, rode off after the remaining calvary.

Take no prisoners... leave no captives...

~

Malorn was a strong man- wiry strong, not with bulky muscles- and so he managed to hustle all the way back to the army compound with Phiona tossed over one shoulder like a sack of grain.  Even so, when he arrived he was winded and covered with blood from the woman's leg wound.  He'd left the arrow in her thigh, so that she wouldn't die of blood loss before he collected his due reward from Blackwine.  Two soldiers offered to take his burden, but Malorn declined, not wanting to share in his good fortune.  The ranger reached the Commander's porch and finally let her down, rolling her gently onto the raised, wooden planks where he left her on her back.  He checked first to see if she was still breathing- she was- and then told the four guards present to not let her out of their sight.

Malorn strode right into the Blackwine's office, unannounced.  "Commander, forgive my intrusion, but I have captured one of the rebels... I think you will be pleased."  He said smugly.

Blackwine was sitting in a chair behind his desk when the ranger walked in.  He was facing the other way, studying a strategy map of the village that was tacked to the wall.  "How goes the skirmish..." Marlus began as he turned to look at Malorn, but he paused when he saw the other man's red-soaked clothing.  "Well, well, Malorn...bathing in the blood of your enemies again, I see."  Blackwine smirked at his own remark.

"You may want to come quickly.  I would like to claim my reward for delivering her alive..."  The ranger said.

Blackwine turned thoughtful.  "Her?  I thought you had brought me the old man, Caesar."  The Commander stood and walked out to see who was captured.  "I don't recall placing a bounty on any female rebels." He wondered aloud, but when he stepped out onto the porch and saw Phiona Whitefire lying there, a growing pool of blood under her skewered thigh, his heart nearly stopped.  Malorn came out of the door behind him.  

"You see, Commander.  It was I who found her and brought her back to you."

"And was it you who shot her as well?"  Blackwine's throat was tight, his tone, cold... but his soldiers didn't notice anything different about their Commander.

Malorn gloated "Yes, sir.  I had t..."  He never had a chance to finish, as Blackwine had instantly and silently called Iniquitus to his hand and now the black-blade of the great-sword was jammed to the hilt in the ranger's chest, pinning the man to the outer wall of the building.  The other soldiers watched in shock as a black mist was drawn from the ranger's eyes, nose and mouth... the mist swirled around the evil great-sword's hilt and then was mystically sucked inside.  Iniquitus sighed contentedly, sated.

Blackwine wasn't paying attention to this spectacle for it was nothing new to him.  Instead, he was already barking orders tor two of the men to take Phiona inside, into his own quarters.  Marlus Blackwine casually plucked Iniquitus out of the ranger's dried husk as he followed them into the building... leaving behind two soldiers who watched in horror as what was left of Malorn slowly fell to the porch and crumpled into a scattered pile of dust.

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/5/04 19:48


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on December 31, 2003, 08:45:22 AM
It felt like forever that Severine was unconscious. After the first time he opened his eyes, the Shendar could hear someone call for a retreat. It sounded like a female voice, but Severine could care less. All he wanted to do was get rid of this burning fever inside of him. The buirning fever that wanted him to sleep forever. He tried his best to fight against it, but each time he did, he would feel his will get weaker. Hope seemed to be but a distant dream to him, for he knew he was open prey for Marlus' men. As he continued to drift in and out of sleep, he heard a familiar female voice calling for him. He thought it was his mother's voice, so sweet and gentle. He loved his mother's voice, especially when she would sing.

"Mother..."

The female voice stopped for a moment, saying nothing. But once it started talking again, Severine knew that it wasn't his mother talking this time. Now it was...Tierria. When his vision cleared some, he saw her looking down at him, telling him to hang on. That everything was going to be okay. She also mentioned that Julia and some others tried to track down their attackers, to see if atleast one of them had an antidote. She also mentioned something about meeting a young boy named William, and how he was going to go outside the village to recieve help. Then there was talk about infantry soldiers blocking their path, and seeing Ripp on top of a roof in the distance...but Severine fell back into the world of sleep before she was even done.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on December 31, 2003, 11:32:22 AM
Slowly swimming up from the sea of darkness that kept threatening to swallow her, Elraralia slowly opened her eyes, to find herself on her side, next to Severine who looked about as bad as she was.  Her leg still felt as if it was on fire, but at least she couldn't feel her shoulder.  The poultice seemed to be doing its work.  Lifting her head up, she looked over at Tierra, who was bending over Sev.

"Tierra" she called over hoarsly, but her voice barely came out as a whisper, trying again, she gave up, and pulling off her pouch, she threw it over to the girl, hoping it would help Severine better than it was helping her.  Using the last of her strength, to do that, she fell back again.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on January 01, 2004, 06:04:22 AM
*Dray heads to the injured members of the group and looks them over with Ardan. Severine looks to be in bad shape and one elven girl had a horse that had fallen on her so she obviously needed attention. Another elven girl had been stabbed and was looking like she was not all there.*

"Ardan: Dray you gotta help them you know you can"

"But what if it backfired again...these injuries could be even more serious than it appears... what if I mess up what if it fails me?"

"Ardan:We don't too much of a choice old friend...I have faith in you"

*Tierra was bent over severine tending to him so Dray went to the fallen Elven girl who had been crushed by the horse.*

"Here goes nothing"

*Dray bends down on his knees next to her and placed one hand gently on her leg and the other on her shoulder. Dray closes his eyes and starts to concentrate. Sweat begins to form on Dray's brow as it furrows in concentration. The mark around Dray's eye begins to pulsate a gentle white and slowly, but it starts to get faster. Dray's hands also start to emit a light white/blue glow which spreads from his hands to the elf's body in the injured area's where Dray's hands ae placed. Dray starts to shake as the marking around his eye glows a bright white. The open marks and wounds on the elf maiden begin to close themselves up and mend them and bones can be heard starting to mend themselves in her body. Not being very good at all this Dray was not able to keep her from feeling the pain the bones mending that fast causes. Dray is now sweating profusly and shaking uncontrolably, but his eyes are still closed and the blue./white glow of healing stays fixing her wounds. As soon as the bones stop mending and her woulds on her leg and hip are healed and her shoulder the glow dissapears in the blink of an eye as does the glowing of the mark around Dray's eye. Dray though falls to his side his breathing extremely heavy and his eyes still closed*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away

Edited by: Dray Ducroix at: 1/1/04 2:32


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on January 01, 2004, 10:18:22 AM
Hearing a person bend down beside her, Elraralia opened her eyes, praying that it was a friend. But all she saw was a man, whom she had never seen before...wait...she may have seen him in the house before the fight, but then again, perhaps not.  At any rate, she didn't really care.

As he began to extend his hands over her leg and shoulder, she began feeling for one of the knifes by her leg, with her good arm, just in case.  Suddenly, a whitish glow apeared around the area, and she began to feel the familiar pains of one healing her, with limited experiance.  

Biting her lip until it bled, she sighed in relief as the pain slowly subisided, signling that the 'healing session' was over, and and man slowly tipped over.

Sitting up, she flexed her fingers in her bad arm, and massaged the stiffness of her leg.  Looking down at the once wound on her leg, she saw a nice purplish scar forming.

"Lovely" she mumbled to herself, and sitting up, looked at her healer, to see that he had fallen over, exhausting himself.

"Fool...kind, but fool non the less" she grumbled to herself.  Having never been around magic much, she had always thought mages silly when they exhausted themselves over such projects.  Gratified that they would go to such extents, but still silly of them.

Standing up, she went over to her packet of herbs and such next to Tierra, and with a nod, opened it up, and taking out some waking herb, crushed it in her fingers, and waved it under his nose.  Pitying him as the smell was hurrendous at even the distance she was from it.  She had never been a fan of the sent, but time after time it seemed to do the job.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Tierria Selig on January 03, 2004, 03:27:22 AM
Tierria smiled at Elra, and watched as the elven woman placed some sort of medicine on Severine. She was glad she wasn't placed with the burden of being the only one who knew about healing in the group. Feeling slightly better, Tierria went to check on everyone else. A few of the rebels who had posed as spies ealier and recently joined the fight was lying on the ground, either wounded or posioned. As she drew her attention to them, she knew that in order to successfully cure the ones infected, they would need to take the antidote. Fortunately, Julia and some others were on the hunt for it.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 03, 2004, 04:51:22 AM
Once he was alone in his room with Phiona lying unconscious on his bed, Marlus Blackwine went over to a large armoire and placed both hands on the curved, iron handles.  He muttered a brief incantation before pulling open the doors... the broken seal making a 'popping' sound.  

Inside the deep cabinet was an impressive suit of shiny, black plate-mail, along with a variety of weapons and other possessions, and a large, domed birdcage.  The latter was hidden by a quilted cover, but for the iron ring which protruded from the top.  He grasped this ring and brought the cage to the bed, placing it right next to the wounded woman's thigh.  He ripped the quilted cover off, revealing a pitiful, naked creature which huddled miserably on the floor of the cage... it was a brownie, and an elderly one at that.  Her skin and hair were the color of the Larkentir tree- a deep crimson red, and her eyes were black.  She crawled up to her feet, using the bars to steady herself.  

Seemingly ignoring the injured human, the brownie raised her hands up toward Blackwine in supplication, her voice was both squeaky and croaky at the same time, "Beseech thee, I do!  Oh please!  Release me, you must!  Riverfern begs for mercy and kindness!"

"Wretched creature.  You are lucky I don't grind you under my boot!"  He stepped over to the table by a window and grabbed a rather large pot which held a few Lorahoughs, fiery-red flower bearing plants.  He set this pot next to the cage and leaned in close to the cage, snarling.  "Get to work,now, or I will hide you away in the dark so long you'll forget there ever was a sun!"

Riverfern looked at Phiona, startled because she either hadn't noticed the wounded human lying there, either that or she'd forgotten.  She looked at Phiona's thigh and then her pale, pale face.  The brownie quickly pulled her twig-like arms back into the cage, wrapping them around her skinny torso, as she cried out in earnest,   "Lost much life-blood, she has...  not enough, me magics are!  Beseech thee, I do!  Heal this human, I cannot!"    

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/5/04 19:53


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 06, 2004, 04:35:22 AM
Blackwine rattled the small creature's cage, hard enough to knock the brownie off her feet.  "Stop your prattling, or I'll throw this cage into the river, and you along with it!  Now, here's your plant... get to healing this woman!"

Riverfern crawled to the side of the birdcage, looking woebegone for all the world.  Her tiny voice drifted up to the human, "Very hard work it will be...two healings I must do.  Between them, pull out  the arrow you must!"

Blackwine only nodded in response, as he studied the drawn face of his beloved.

~

Like waves crashing on a shore, Phiona swam in and out of an ocean of pain.  There were times when she was almost on the verge of waking, but then she'd recede back into the black unconsciousness in which dark dreams or memories live.  This lasted for what seemed like an eternity of yesterdays.

A heartbeat passes;

Phiona ran through a neglected orchard, looking for her friends... but they were nowhere to be seen.  A dark pall had been draw over the organized rows of trees, like a hood pulled down to keep the sun out of one's eyes.  But no matter where she ran, the orchard looked the same- dreary and sinister.  Her heart beat anxiously in her chest, because she knew she had to find the girl... a young woman with raven hair, but she couldn't remember her name!

Thum bump... thum-bump...

She dreamed of a sinister ranger with yellow eyes and a long face firing a fiery arrow into her thigh and when he ran forward and yanked out the arrow, she screamed; and his face melted away only to be replaced by the face of her ex-lover, Marlus.  She recoiled and fell backward- a very long drop- landing on a bed of soft, green forest ferns... heard the tiny voice of a brownie singing, a little off-key but still comforting to hear.  The song was a sad one and it wrenched at her heart.  

Three heartbeats and a sigh later...

The heady sent of Lorahoughs in the air.  The brightness of the sun blinding her.  The roaring of the ocean in the distance- which was really the sound of new blood racing through her veins- gave her pause.  A dreamless sleep finally fell upon her.


~

On the bed beside Phiona rested a birdcage which held a prisoner, or a slave- the little thing sat shivering on the floor of her private prison, a life of true horror for a creature that came from an extremely social race.  Next to the cage was a flowerpot, but the plants inside were all withered and drawn.  The life essence had been taken from them to cure Phiona.  

Blackwine went to his dresser and pulled off a small piece of bread crust left over from his breakfast.  The commander popped this tidbit into the birdcage before covering the cage again with the quilt.  He hid it back inside the armoire, resetting the magic which kept his private things private.

Blackwine went to the door and called for someone to bring him a tub of hot water and some towels, for now he intended to clean up all the blood.  While he waited for his orders to be followed, he picked up the flowerpot and the blood-covered, broken arrow and tossed these out the open window.  He closed the shutters, the window and the drapes, casting a pall upon the room...    



 

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/5/04 20:39


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on January 06, 2004, 02:18:22 PM
Luca sat on the ground, now staring at her impaled left calf with a furrowed brow. "It should hurt. I know enough to know that. But it's all....tingly feeling," she muttered, watching more blood than she would have liked ooze from the clean but deep wound.

"Clean it up you orc-brain!" cried Pick as the crimson colored eagle perched gently on her shoulder.

"Ah. Wonderful idea," Luca agreed, digging into her pack for whatever bandages she could find. The half-elf, after a moment of discovering long lost artifacts and curious peices of what used to be food, pulled out a pathetic roll of bandages.

The thief, humming off tune, began wrapping her wound tightly, not caring that the poison was starting to creep it's way up the rest of her left leg.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 07, 2004, 10:29:22 AM
"So, plan is that we try and distract those infantry soldiers so Severine and the others can make their way here? Are you even sure that would work?" Gromelson raised an eyebrow at Ripp.

The blue druid was telling everyone how Severine and some of the others were attacked by the mercenaries and needed medical attention and a place to hide out badly. It made more sense if everyone was together when fighting off their opponents instead of being separated. Also, if Tierria was to see that the infantry was distracted, she would be a smart enough girl to try and bring everyone to safety.

"It has to work" said Ripp, wiping some sweat from his brow. Climbing back and forth from the window was giving him quite a work out. "At least that'll buy us some time to come up with a better plan. I was also thinking that we could talk these people into fighting along with us."

Eryk shook his head slowly. "I doubt it. These people would rather save their own hides."

Ripp's eyes narrowed in determination. "Not if I have anything to do with it."



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 11, 2004, 05:10:22 AM
William swallowed hard as he watched the leftover rebels gather infront of him. He was lucky enough to make it past the gates, for the guards were too distracted to watch him climb over the gates. He figured they were too busy recieving orders from their stuck-in-the-mud sergent. He searched throughout the forest for the others, who was well hidden. He told everyone what was going on inside the village, and how they had to help everyone else. Yullius was the only commander that wasn't in the village, and had agreed with William about helping their fellow men. William told Yullius that most of infantry soldiers had their attention on the fight that was going on. Yullius smiled to himself, saying that he had an idea. Patting William on the shoulder, the young commander turned to face his men...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 12, 2004, 02:02:22 AM
Kim was lead in to a room where there was a desk and a chair either side. The man turned to her;
"Please wait here milady and Marlus Blackwine will be along shortly."
The man left the room quicly. She could sense the fear in him and smiled to herself.

Kim looked out one of the windows and wondered what sort of man Marlus was. Shrive did not trust Marlus to do the job properly so he could not be trusted. She sat on the chair the other side of the desk and put her legs up on the table and waited.

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 15, 2004, 10:03:22 AM
Eryk peeked out from behind the inn door to evaluate the situation outside. Sighing to himself, the young man closed the door, and walked past the people who was giving him strange looks. Everything was starting to look hopeless right now, but knowing that he had been through worst, the young warrior didn't despair. Ripp had successfully made the inn keeper give him access to the back door. He was going to lead Severine and the others from a distance. In the meantime, Eryk, Penrith, and the mercenaries were to become the live bait. From where Eryk was looking, there was atleast 15-20 soldiers blocking the path. If they spread them all out, then there shouldn't be any problem handling the soldiers. Walking up to Gromelson, Eryk smiled at bit, unsure about how he should feel before entering the fight of his life.

"Ready?"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 15, 2004, 10:23:22 AM
Ripp thanked the inn keeper, and slowly walked out the back of the inn, his eyes shifting suspsicously back and forth, his elven ears alert to all sounds around him. Moving away from where the soldiers were, Ripp came closer to where his allies were fighting. In a reasonable distance, he saw Severine lying unconscious in Tierria's lap. Elrararia was tending to him, and there were others who he didn't recongnize. The half-elf who ditched them earlier was with them as well.

I'll get her later, Ripp thought with a mischievious grin and walked forward a few more feet so that Tierria can see him. Once the healer's view was aligned with his, Ripp motioned for her to come towards him with Severine. She nodded, and started to tap Elra on the shoulder to get her attention...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on January 15, 2004, 10:46:22 AM
"Erm...bird," Luca began, interupting Pick from preening her wonderous display of feathers.

The easily irritated bird replied telepathically, not looking up from her business.

"My leg isn't numb anymore," Luca continued despite the obvious unintrest of her friend.

"Good to hear, Lucky, but I really don't need an update everytime your body does something"

"No...I mean, I cant feel it. Or move it. Like I never had a leg in the first place," Luca persisted, suspiciously prodding her paralyzed limb. The half-elf smiled dumbly to herself, "I wonder if this is what it's like to be dead...only not"

Luca, still smiling, heaved herself up onto her feet, but her leg, being relatively uncooperative, simply gave way. The thief collapsed down onto one knee and sat there for a moment in thought.

"I have declared..." she announced loudly, though in reality talking more to herself than adressing anyone in the vicinity, "...this is most definatly one of my less better days."



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 17, 2004, 06:48:22 AM
Blackwine was annoyed at being interrupted.  He'd sent the soldier off to inform the 'visitor' that he'd be there shortly.  He stood barefoot, wearing only his long, black pants, looking into the full length mirror that stood by his armoire.  His tall, blond and blue-eyed good looks stared out at him and he smiled... for all was right with the world.  The rebels were getting beat down, the village was under his thumb, and he had his lady back.  With that thought he looked at her through the reflection where she lay on the bed.    Gods, she is still so beautiful...   She was still in a deep sleep from the brownie's healing, so deep in fact that she did not wake as he undressed and bathed her.   Such a shame for her to have missed all the fun...

But just in case, Marlus walked over and tied her crossed wrists to one of the bedposts.  As an afterthought, he tossed the blanket over her bare form, since he was not altogether heartless.... he didn't want Phiona to catch a chill.

He tossed on a shirt and went out into the hall, locked the door with a hand passed over the bolt and a muttered arcane word.  He was still tying the ties on the sleeves as he padded down he hall toward his office.  Entering, he glanced over at the woman who so brazenly sat with her feet propped up on his desk.  What is so important that it couldn't wait?  I am a busy man..."  Though Blackwine's words were to the point and rude and showed his annoyance at this unscheduled meeting, he seemed, overall in an uncharacteristically good mood.  

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/16/04 22:50


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 17, 2004, 07:43:22 AM
Kim looked up at smiled.
"Hello Marlus. My names Kim Sandrage I have been sent here by Kalyn. What do you have to report"
Kim looked at him her sharp eyes taking his whole appearence. Nothing much important to take in but he did look rather untrustworthy. She decided that she would get as far as she can under his skin.
"By the way such a nice place you have here like a fortress sadly your troops look rather well unprepared. I could take most of them out in a day"

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons

Edited by: Kim Sandrage  at: 1/17/04 21:41


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 17, 2004, 04:22:22 PM
Blackwine eyed the strange woman... a woman he'd never heard nor seen before.  As to the assessment of his troops, Marlus found he had to agree.  "Sadly, these men are not prepared to die.  The only soldier worth his salt is the one who isn't afraid of death and those are hard to come by, unfortunately.  I've no doubt you could... take them out... as you say."  His eyes crawled over her female form as he said this last, beginning at her ankles and ending with her eyes.  He winked at her then, hoping she caught the double entendre.  

Blackwine knew damn well that if Kalyn had recruited someone new, that Kalyn would have also notified him, via the usual method.  Marlus walked closer and sat on the edge of his desk, looking down on Kim who looked so comfortable in his own chair.   He thought, The woman needs to be taught her place.  A smile crept to the corners of his mouth.  Well... Kim... I sent a report off just this morning.  But you couldn't have known that, could you?"  Marlus paused to see how she'd react to the news.  He briefly wondered if she might be a rebel, sent to spy on him and his troops, but if he truly thought so, he didn't seem alarmed.  Even if he appeared unarmed at the moment.  I must remember to reward my guards for their diligence.

"Regardless, Kalyn has sent you so I am sure you have the proper document with his signature and sealed by his own crest?"  He held out his hand for the letter, yet not so close that he couldn't react if she suddenly pulled a blade.

OOC:
You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 18, 2004, 06:49:22 AM
Kim reached in to her pocket and pulled out the document with his signiture and crest on it. Shrive had gone to a lot of trouble to get her this and she was pleased. The way Marlus was watching her she would not put anything past him. The way he had looked at her had sent shivers down her back.
"I take that is all in order Marlus? Now if you please I would like to know what is really going on here. There have been" Kim unconciously licked her lips as she thought about what she should say next. She had to be careful one false move here could ruin everything rumours about what is going on here. About rebels am I correct?"

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on January 18, 2004, 02:54:22 PM
Luca crawled around for a while, dragging her paralyzed leg around behind her. Finally, the half-elf approached one of the fallen Death Riders. The thief checked his neck for a life beat, and to her surprise, found one.

"Oi!" she cried into his ear, "Wake up, dumbnut, I know you're alive!"

After slapping the unconcious soldier in the face a few times, he awoke and stared in fear, if not groggily, at Luca. The half-elf pulled him upright and her passive facial features gave way to a threatening glare.

"My leg has lost all feeling. Tell me how to fix it or I'll beat the ever-loving drool out of you!" she cried.

He hesitated, but the soldier, not doubting Luca's claim, dug under his armor to produce a vial of liquid. "D-drink it" he instructed.

Luca smiled sweetly then punched him hard it the face, knocking him senseless. She took a drink, not realizing the risk she could be taking, and gagged "Horrid! This stuff is worse than dwarf spirits!"

At first, Luca thought nothing was happening until her left arm which had been slightly poisoned earlier, began to regain feeling. It would not be long until her leg would be of use once more.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on January 19, 2004, 06:37:22 AM
Nodding to Tierra, Elraralia stood up slowly, teetering at first, but then slowly regained her balance.  Bending down, she began to once again try and massage the stiffness out of her legs, but quickly realized that the attempt was a futile one, and she was lucky they were functioning at all.  For she could have ended up like the half elf, who was busy crawling around at this point, dragging one leg behind her.

Looking at Tierra, she asked
"So, what was your plan for moving these two?  Or are we just going to leave them here.." she said in a slightly sarcastic tone, but then stopped, as she realized that perhaps now was not the time.
"I can probably carry one of them, but definintly not both, do you think you can handle one, or shall we get Ripp over here.  Assuming he doesn't disapear like he did before the fight of course.."



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on January 22, 2004, 01:20:22 PM
Frustrated and impatient, Luca downed the rest of the vial (which wasn't much considering it's small size) and slapped her leg to get the blood flowing. It seemed to work, for within moments, her entire leg was washed with a sudden pins and needles feel and then went back to normal.

Smiling, the half-elf pulled herself up and dusted the dirt off her seat. She limped to where Severine was, despite the pain from the initial deep, but clean, cut to her leg, and asked, "Now what, cheif? That was great fun and all, but I would really like to be filled in on what's going on around here. Just as so I can get paid for my...services."



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"

Edited by: Luca the Thief  at: 1/22/04 5:22


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 23, 2004, 05:14:22 AM
Blackwine takes the sealed letter from Kim's hand and, without even glancing at it, drops it on the desk between them.  He eyed her for a moment that said smoothly, "I find it hard to believe that Kalyn would send anyone here without filling them in on a well-known situation... Kim.  But for your information, the rebels will be quashed this very day.  It is happening now while we sit here, chatting."  

Commander Blackwine stood up and grabbed the letter, and he began to absent-mindedly flap the paper against one palm as he slowly paced his office on bare feet.  "I think that the bigger problem is, what to do with the people of this village.  It is becoming more and more clear to me that they are all part of this rebellion... even the women and children.  Their spirits have not yet been broken.  So what new plan does the mighty Kalyn have for subjugation?  We must tighten the yoke on them..."  He said this last while crunching the letter in one fist...

Blackwine paused and sternly looked over the woman who's boots still rested on his own desk.  "What news do you bring?  What has Kalyn to say?  He was to return in only a couple weeks and it has been over two months time.  What is his delay?"  

As he looked at Kim, his mind returned to Phiona and he wished this meet would soon be over.  He had better things to do with his time.

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/22/04 21:17


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 23, 2004, 06:53:22 AM
Phiona opened her eyes and it took a moment before she realized she was in a room and lying on a bed.  Her arms and shoulders were stiff and when she tried to move them, she found that her wrists were bound to a bedpost.  She was confused, because the last thing she remembered was battling in an orchard and getting shot in the thigh... but her leg didn't pain her.  That was when Phiona realized she wasn't wearing any clothing.  Angry and alarmed, she knew then she'd been captured, but by who?  And where was she?  

Looking around, she immediately spied the massive armoire and her heart nearly stopped!  Anger was quickly overcome with fear... dread fear!   That belongs to Marlus!  How did I get here?  What has become of the others?  Her heart was suddenly racing!  After that, her thoughts turned to escape and the sooner the better...

She scooted up and pulled at the silky, cloth bindings with her teeth.  Thebonds were tightly knotted and it took her some  time to get them loose enough to slip free.  First she looked for a weapon, but none were to be found in this room.  She knew she needed clothes... and she found her own were tossed into a pile on the floor near the window.  Her breaches were stained with a lot of dried blood which reminded her of the arrow she took in the fight...  and the nasty ranger who shot her.  She checked her thigh and there was nary a scar.  She ran a hand over her thigh, it was like new!  Phiona did not know how the wound was undone, nor did she rightly care at this moment.  She hastily donned her clothing and then looked out the window, careful to keep the curtains closed and still.

Outside, she saw a military compound laid out in a familiar, circular pattern- typical of Marlus' strategy.  She guessed that this building was located in the center of the compound... protected on all sides.  Men, and some women, in uniform were busy moving about here and there with purpose.  Phiona knew it would be difficult to get out without being seen... especially since this was mid-day, judging by the sun's shadows.

Closing the curtain, Phiona searched the room again, staying well away from the mysterious armoire.  She knew that it was enchanted, that if anyone opened it other than Marlus, he would know.  Chances are,  he had a dweomer lock on it, too, as Marlus had long dabbled in magics that she could not comprehend.  Just because she couldn't understand it, didn't meant hat she hadn't the smarts to stay away from it!  

Moving to the door, Phiona opened it a crack.  She could see a hallway and another door immediately across the way.  She listened and could hear muffled voices coming from further down the hall.  She risked looking out and had to quickly duck back in to avoid being seen by the sentry at the end of the hall.   Damn you, Marlus!  Always surrounding yourelf with guards and sentries.  You paranoid bastard!   She looked back at the window.   But if I climb out the window, I will be seen!  I cannot blend in in these blood-soak clothes, either...

Phiona was in an extremely difficult spot and she knew it... she also figured she only had a short time before Marlus returned to this roomand she did not want to be here when that happened!  Even though Phiona instinctively knew he would never kill her, there were many other things that were far worse... this last thought brought fresh to her mind the scars on her back from the last time she crossed him.

OOC: And so we leave her with her dilemma...

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 23, 2004, 09:00:22 AM
Eryk grinned as he drew the soldiers' attention. The plan was tsarting to work well. the profanity thatb was coming out of Gromelson's mouth was pricless as well as somewhat disturbing at certain moments. But it was good enough to make this men angry beyond measure. Baccing up slowly, Eryk raised his sword.

All we have to do is distract these men and wait for reinforcements? Doesn't sound too bad. Heck, we can handle them as we are now!

a soldier rushed forward with his sword, and swung it at the young warrior who duckedwithout much effort. Thrusting the sword into the man's chest, Eryk felt a little remorse for what he had done, but then realized that he was fighting for his life. Frtom the corner of his eye he could see Ducsil fighting off two opponents, but it looked like he had the situation under control. These mercenaries seemed a little more skillful than he thought. Bakcing up against the wall as three infantry men approached him, Eryk sighed to himself.

Alright Ripp, now it's time to come up with your end of the bargain...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 23, 2004, 08:10:22 AM
Ripp realized that he was going to have to help the young women with the Shendar male as well as a few of the injured people that helped them in their battle. Seeing that thge infantry soldiers were distracted, the elf made a run for it, towards his allies. Giving a half smile, he waved to them and asked "Need help with anything?" Beofre any of them could answer, Ripp lifted Severine over his shoulders and told a few of them rebels to help out their own who couldn't walk.

Turning to Elrararia and Tierria he said "Follow me to the inn. We'll catch up on old times later." Looking at Luca, he glared and said "You and I are going to have a talk later little missy..." He then took off as fast as an elf carrying a Shendar human could.

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 1/23/04 0:11


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 23, 2004, 09:26:22 AM
He could feel it. He could feel the power...its energy. Severine could feel the power of the sword calling out to him. He just didn't know where. While he was unconscious, Severine's mind surfaced, being called by the sword that was once wielded by the man known as Steelwind Halo. He wanted to wake up, but was too weak to. The poison inside of him was too strong. He needed to be awake, so he could fight. He needed to fight for those he cared about. He needed to save these people...to protect them.

Phiona...

She had to be at the inn. He told her to protect Tierria...she wouldn't go back on her word. He never wanted Marlus to put his filhty hands on her again. He wouldn't allow it. Marlus would face the fury of a true Shendar...face a divine justice brought down by the Sword of Halo before Phiona was touched by him again.

Tierria...

His closest friend. He couldn't risk losing her. Whatever haunted his soul, she always drew him away from it...away from the epitome of his madness. Her gentle smile...her kind personality...she was the reason why he smiled again. If anything was to happen to her...if anything...he knew his heart would break...his soul would break...everything about him that he is today...

The young warrior's soul began fighting the ostacle that held him back from protecting everyone. It tried and tried...but still, he was still unconscious. If there was a way...anyway...he go with it...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Tierria Selig on January 23, 2004, 09:05:22 AM
Tierria nodded at Ripp. Tunring to Luca she said "pick up some of the wepons from the injured rebels please? Something tells me we might need a few..." The female healer Took a look at Severine as Ripp left with him over his shoulder. There was something about his face...something that was telling her how much he was suffering. Even though a few jars of an antidote was found to the poison, there was too many people who recieved the poison so more had to be found. In the distance, she could see Julia coming back with the rebels she took with her. She would know to follow them into the end.

"Come on," Tierria said to Elra and Luca, and followed Ripp to the back door of the inn.

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 1/23/04 1:28


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on January 23, 2004, 10:51:22 AM
Luca stuck her tongue out at Ripp. "Well if you weren't such a boring little bugger..."

She stopped and nodded at Tierra's request, skipping around (though her skip resembled more of a one legged hobble since her calf still stung) the area, picking up swords and bows and whatever other weapon she could grab. After she had picked up as much as she could carry, Luca caught up with the others and fell into stride beside Ripp, staring curiously at Severine.

"Poor guy..." she muttered, "He really shouldn't overexert himself like that. Somebody could get hurt around here!"



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 23, 2004, 11:31:22 AM
Ren leaned against the wall, and looked around the corner. He saw Gromelson and the others fighting some infantry soldiers. He saw that they were doing okay, but something didn't seem right. By the way, they were moving away from the soldiers, it looked like they were distracting them from something. Maybe they were helping out the villagers, or better yet, Severine, Tierria, and everyone else.

I'll wait and see what happens...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 23, 2004, 11:14:22 PM
Kim looked up at Marlus.
"I see your mind is elsewhere. Is there something more important?"
Standing up she walked round to the side of the desk Marlus was standing at and casually leaned on the desk.
"Kayln will not be coming I believe he has other problems," Kim hoped this to be true if he came everything would be ruined.
"I need much time to explain things. So maybe we can do this later as I see your minds elsewhere. A man like you should not be distracted or you may find yourself on the wrong end of a knife."  

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/24/04 4:53


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 24, 2004, 01:05:22 PM
Blackwine's eyes narrowed as this arrogant woman dared to accuse him of being distracted... who was she to claim she knew his mind?   "Don't flatter yourself, woman.  I fear no man's blade... nor woman's."  He paused shortly to regard her.  

And then he said, his voice dripping with ice, What?  You think to toy with me?  You have two chimes to explain things.  Then you will leave me and be about your business.  And if you value your head, you will remember to use my correct title of rank... you have no leave to call me anything other than Commander Blackwine."  He casually tossed the crumpled letter onto the desk and stood before her bare handed.

 

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/24/04 10:37


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 24, 2004, 07:52:22 PM
A knock came on the door.  Blackwine barked, Come!"  without taking his eyes from Kim.  

A soldier entered the room but barely, not daring to enter beyond the door frame.  Maybe he sensed the tension in the room, but it was more likely he bore bad news and did not wish to be the messenger.   "Commander, with your permission..."  At Blackwine's nod, her continued, "Sergeant Grimjaw sent me with news... the uhm, the rebels are beating us back.  The casualties are mounting and we are... losing..."  

While the man talked, Blackwine had finally turned his attention away from Kim.  To the soldier he said, "Tell Grimjaw I am on my way..."  After the man ran off, Blackwine looked at Kim again.   "Looks like you have won a reprieve.  I am most definitely distracted now."

He looked her once more up and down and then stalked off to get his boots.  He did not bother to close the office door behind him, so he could be seen entering a room halfway down the hall...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 24, 2004, 08:42:22 PM
She heard the door open and his bare footsteps on the wooden floor, but Phiona did not turn away from the window, where she looked out on the scrambling soldiers.  Phiona was trembling slightly, but whether from fear or anger she could not tell.

Marlus closed the door and walked over to her and, as if from old habit gently wrapped his arms around her.  They stood like this for a few moments and shared the view of the chaos beyond.  He said quietly, "Forgive me, I was afraid you would run again..."

Phiona's mind was a jumble of thoughts, bordering on panic.  She was once again under Marlus' control and it was like her years of running melted away, except now she felt nothing toward him... nothing at all.  But she knew what he was like and that he still considered her merely a possession.  She needed to buy some time... time to think.   Maybe she could use her predicament to help her friends.  Or could she?

Decision made, Phiona sighed and leaned back into his strong arms and chest, like she used to when they were together.  He only tightened his hold.  ~Typical.~ She thought, but she said, trying not to sound too dejected, "I am tired of running.  I want to come home."  Marlus didn't answer.  Instead, he spun Phiona around and kissed her with such intensity that is startled her, and she knew she had to return the fervor or he'd know something was amiss.

He pulled away after a bit.  "You must stay here, Phi, my love.  I have business to attend to."    He let go of her then and gathered up his boots, donning them quickly.  He approached her again and ran his hand down the side of her face, along her neck and down over her heart where it stopped, almost as if he were gauging the beat.  "But I promise, I will tend to you on my return..."  He looked upon her for another moment with a gaze that was at once both cruel and loving.

Then he held a hand out toward the armoire and called, "Iniquitus!  Hysvear ekess vethimarlus'gix!  Iejir ukris yth!"  There was a flash of darkness and the dread-blade appeared in his hand... Phiona got the sense that the black blade was hungry.  She held her breath and drew away from Marlus.  

Blackwine, however, paid her no mind, for when Iniquitus rested in his palm, it was like a ceaseless energy flowed into him and an unseen shield caressed him, keeping him safe and whole.  His blond hair fluttered as if a breeze circled him alone and no one else nearby.  And the sword had indeed grown powerful, for now whenever Blackwine wielded it, his eyes reflected the black, star-filled void of the blade's own mysterious surface.  He looked back at Phiona and she shivered uncontrollably as his gaze enveloped her.  Then he was gone, suddenly swept from the room in a powerful stride.

And Phiona crumpled to the floor and wept.


 

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 24, 2004, 11:43:22 PM
Kim looked around the empty room and sighed a sigh of relief.  He was a very dangerous man and she knew she had to be careful. She watched him go in to the room and a few minutes later leave it seemed he had grown in power. Kim felt a feeling she hadn't felt since she was with her godfather. Fear.  
These rebels had obvoiusly got him worked up. Wondering what was in the room up ahead she checked the coast was clear then tried the handle on the door.

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on January 26, 2004, 06:17:22 AM
*Ardan leaned over Dray and helped him to his feet*

"Adran"Over did it did you there Dray?

"No more than usual...its times like this when I wonder if maybe I should have either given up on magic....or studied it more...ow.."

*Ardan just chuckles at Dray as the both stand..another elf appears apparently a friend of the people Dray has begon to fight with...Dray hears the girl...what was her name...I can't remember, call out about picking up weapons..Dray grabs his swords and a spear to learn on as he walks..Ardan gathers up a few extra swords and 2 bows as well as spear himself and they both follow the rest back to the inn*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on January 27, 2004, 10:55:22 AM
Nodding a thanks to Ripp, Elraralia began to look around for some arrows.  When Tierra had said they might need them, she wasn't kidding.  And one thing was for sure, she was not going to be caught unaware without any arrows the next time they had a little scuffle...which with these people, could be at any point.
Looking around, she groaned, seeing nothing but what she liked to call  'low grade' arrows.  Shoddily made, she was surprised that they made any damage at all.  But then again, they were all she had, so that would be what she was going to have to work with.
As she walked back to the Inn, she spotted a downed soldier, who had a full quiver, give or take a few arrows.  Not only that, but they seemed to be elven made.  Stolen no doubt.
"I'll be taking these" she said snatching them from the ground, and hurried to catch up with the rest of the group, who were no at the Inn.

Edited by: Elraralia Horfiwiel at: 1/29/04 4:34


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 27, 2004, 02:39:22 PM
She heard the latch turn and the door begin to open.  Phiona hastily wiped at her tears with the backs of her hands, grabbing the bedpost to pull herself up.  She expected to see Marlus returning- and for whatever reason she couldn't fathom- but instead Phiona saw a blond woman standing in the thresh-hold.  Dressed in black robes, this fair-skinned woman was of a height with Phiona and perhaps close to the same weight.

Having no idea why this woman was here, Phiona leaned against the bedpost and just looked at her, waiting for her to speak.

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/27/04 6:41


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 27, 2004, 07:07:22 PM
Kim looked at the woman, what was Malus doing here. The girl did not look much older than her but her eyes were frighted.
"Are you okay?" Kim asked tentatively for she worried that the woman may be hiding some sort of weapon on her.  

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 28, 2004, 05:52:22 AM
Phiona glanced quickly at the torn and bloodstained right-leg of her pants,  where she'd been shot by an arrow, but the stain was dried and the material stiff.  She returned her gaze to the black-robed woman.  "I am."

An awkward silence filled the room before Phiona broke it again, "Who are you and why are you here?"

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 28, 2004, 09:30:22 AM
Ripp arrived at the inn with the others trailing behind him. Dropping Severine to the floor lightly, Ripp gave a nod of thanks to the inn keeper, and told him that he would take it from here. Holding the dorr halfway open, Ripp urged Tierria to come in quickly as she arrived at the door.

"We must hurry before the infantry spots us."



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 28, 2004, 09:47:22 AM
Shrive always loved watching the sunset. To him, it was like watching a climax to a play. Sipping the fine wine from his class, he began to think whether the spy he had sent would be caught by that fool Blackwine. He told her to act as an observer of Kalyn. Simply an observer. He needed to know what was Marlus' intentions with that small insignificant village. He told the simpleton that the Legion wasn't ready to take areas that far south. They didn't have that much influence yet. Kalyn claimed that he trusted Marlus and had let him do as he pleased. Shrived sighed to himself. He was glad that he stayed here in Marcogg at the inn and not accompanied Marlus like Hawkeye did. He knew the man was jealous of his swordplay, and even with Iniquitus, he beat Marlus. Barely, but his speed was just too much for him.

Ah Iniquitus, thought Shrive dreamily. Such a beautiful blade. Your talents are being wasted by an arrogant fool. Shrive took another sip. When his ingnorance finally consumes him for good, then you shall have a new owner...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 28, 2004, 11:12:22 PM
"My name is Kim, I am here on behalf of another to find out what is going on here."
Kim held out her hand.
"May I ask your name?"

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 30, 2004, 08:48:22 AM
Severine's eyes opened a bit. The antidote that he recieved was starting to kick in. He found himself lying in the bed back in his room. Sitting up, his vision began to take focus. His body was starting to move normal again, as if he never had any poison in his body.

Did they find an antidote? he wondered, brushing his braids from the front of his face. Did everyone make it back?

"So you're up finally."

Severine turned his head to his right, and saw Tierria sitting in the corner. Her face showed no expression at first, but her friend could tell that she was trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. All Severine could do was grin. In a heartbeat, The Stratanian healer  was across the room and in Severine's arms, her face buried in his chest.

"Sevy!" she cried. "I was so worried about you! Don't you ever pass out like that on me again!? Your lucky I didn't have to drag your unconscious body across the dirt road and into this damn inn!"

Rocking Tierria slowly, Severine laughed a bit. The girl was quite comical when she was worried about him, but he knew that her feelings were true. Pushing Tierria slowly to look in her eyes, he asked her a question that he had a feeling that he might regret asking.

"Where's Phiona?"

Tierria hesitated at first, and slowly turned her head away. She knew that if she told him what happened, Severine would freak out and run head first into battle to rescue the female soldier. But she had to tell him. He was bound to find out sooner or later.

"S-she was captured...captured and brought back to him...

Severine's grin faded. His dark eyes began to narrow, going deeper into Tierria's eyes. She was telling the truth. He felt the power of the sword calling out to him...a voice. He also felt something esle inside of him...a dark rage growing at a steady rate. Saying nothing, Severine grabbed his sword from under the bed, and ran out of the room, leaving Tierria on the bed, weeping quietly.

Mother Serenity...please watch over your son...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 1/30/04 1:02


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on January 30, 2004, 09:16:22 AM
Kylva Shinara leaned against the wall in the hallway of the inn, watching a headstrong young male storm pass her. She sipped the ale that once belonged to the late Crestus Voltaire and smiled at the boy's back.

"You look like you're about to do something stupid with that oversized knife of yours" she said, brushing back her hair.

The young man stopped in his tracks, and without turning back said "Why you ask? You want to join in?"

Licking her lips at the aggression in his voice, Kylva replied. "It's alright. I would rather watch...."

Looking back slightly, but not enough to see Kylva's face, the warrior said "Well you are going to watch a lot of men die this night."

Kylva's slanted eyes narrowed to go along with her wicked grin. "So...you wish to bring death to all those soldiers out there huh? Are you sure you will win?"

"No..." The young warrior began walking again. "I know."

Kylva stopped leaning, and stood in the middle of the hallway.

Then I'll be watching. Kayln...you may have the challenge you've always wanted... Kylva began to walk towards the stairs. If this boy suceeds that is. This boy who will become a man...

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 1/30/04 1:17


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 30, 2004, 04:46:22 PM
She replied, "Phiona."  but she didn't  move any closer to the woman.  Even though she wasn't exactly afraid of Kim, Phiona sensed that the woman was dangerous.

"You walk freely among the compound, and even into Marlus' own room... on who's behalf are you here?"

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 31, 2004, 12:56:22 AM
Kim smiled at the woman.
"I am here to watch. That is it. What can you tell me about Marlus?"

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 31, 2004, 12:34:22 PM
"You did not answer my question..." she observed.  Phiona stepped over to the window and looked out at the mustering troops.  She hadn't realized there were so many!  Phiona guessed that Marlus had over four hundred men in this village alone, including all opposition the company had run into beforehand.  

If she were a praying-woman, Phiona would've called to all the gods to bless her friends in the battles to come.

She let the curtains fall back into place and glanced at Kim.  "Even though you side-step,  I will give you this much- Marlus is the most dangerous man I know."  

He is evil! She thought,  Evil to the core.    

"I don't know you... and I will not risk my neck by telling you anything about Marlus, as it might get back to him."   She thought about the scars on her back, from the last time she crossed him.  "No, you will have to find your own answers, Kim."  

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/31/04 4:36


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on January 31, 2004, 01:25:22 PM
"... and the Redmarks were defeated to a man on the south side of the village, Commander.  No one reported back from the Shadow Brigade, but the Death Riders have returned.  We have four, eight-man patrols out right now, policing the roads and telling the people to stay inside on pain of death.  We've sent three extra squads to each gate- no one is coming in or leaving this village, sir!  There has been a recent report that the majority of the rebels have moved to the inn in the middle of town.  They have powerful friends, it seems... these are the same people that Voltaire brought here as caravan guards and most were staying at the inn.  I have mustered the remaining soldiers and they await your orders..."  Grimjaw saluted and took a step back, indicating that was all he had to report.  

Blackwine looked out over the lined up troops which numbered six.  Each troop was twenty men strong, with a competent leader, or so one would hope.  Additionally, the remaining Death Riders were ready to be sent out again, but in his own calvary, sadly, there were only thirty men.  Blackwine turned to Grimjaw.    "Send three troops to the center of the village.  You will lead them yourself, Grimjaw.  Kill anyone that doesn't look like they belong here.  Try to capture one or two of the strangers for questioning.  My calvary will back you up after the battle is joined."  He turned and viewed all the men with his black, starfilled eyes and even the most hardy of them could barely surpress a shiver of fear.  Blackwine called to one of the men who tended him, "Get my horse ready... I will see to these rebels, personally!"  But first, Marlus thought, I will speak with Hagitha and get her ideas on these 'powerful strangers'...

He turned and walked past the men and they all hailed him as he passed by.  Blackwine didn't acknowledge them.  Behind him, Grimjaw was already ordering three of the troops to battle, while setting the other three troops on active guard duty around the compound.

Blackwine approached Hagitha who was dismounted and standing next to her fine horse, as were all the other remaining Death Riders behind her.  "Well?  What have you to report, woman?"

Hagitha looked up with a bitter sneer that melted into a humbled fright when she saw his sorcerous stare.  Apparently shaken, she replied in a suddenly weak voice,

  "We followed  Wilhelm's plan to the letter, m'lord, but those treacherous rangers did not back up the Redmarks as directed.... left the men out in the open to die.  I hope they all rot in a deep hole for all eternity!  The  Redmarks were defeated, and the rebels fought back with a zeal I haven't encountered in years!  They even withstood our black venom... I decided to bring back my Riders for a better planned battle, once I realized we couldn't rout the rebels alone!"

Edited by: Phiona Whitefire at: 1/31/04 5:27


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on January 31, 2004, 09:37:22 PM
Kim sighed at turned towards the door. She hoped Phiona would tell her something she could pass on to Shrive.
Looking back towards Phiona she shook her head;
"I understand your reservations, but nothing you say will get back to him. I give you my word as a Dark Priestess, a Kasumarii.  I will be in Marlus's office if you change your mind.
Turning round she opened to the door to leave.

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons

Edited by: Kim Sandrage  at: 2/2/04 17:34


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on February 01, 2004, 11:00:22 AM
As Elraralia walked up the stairs from the tavern below the inn, she ran smack into Severine, who looked to have the fires of battle already raging in his mind.  Not only that, but it was hard to tell that he had ever been injured at all.  But at the same time, he shouldn't be rushing off to war, at least not yet.

"Whoa there" she said, as they both stopped for a moment, getting their bearings from running into one another
"Glad to see your up, but where are you off to?  And where is Tierra??" she asked, trying to figure things out, but then realized that Tierra must have told Sev about Phiona's little situation.  From the little that she knew of him, that was the only thing that could get him running off to save the day, other than to save Tierra that is.
"Wait, you're not off to rescue Phiona are you? This Marlus dude has already shown us that he is very capable of throwing three armies at us at once, do you really think that he won't have his own outpost crawling with those creeps. You do realize that you will be killed before you even reach her.  And if that happens, what good will you do her then??  Because from what I have seen throughout my life, dead warriors are  a bit less helpfull than live ones.."



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on February 01, 2004, 11:41:22 AM
Luca was sitting in the common room among the others that had returned to the inn. Taking a bite of some fruit, Luca glanced around at the strained faces.

"Alright folks. Would somebody please have the decency to fill me in on what on Ava's good green earth is going on?" she asked to nobody in particular.

Glancing up the steps to where Elraralia had gone, the half-elf saw that the elf was talking to the suddenly revived Severine. "Oh great..." she muttered, taking another bite of her snack, "The last thing we need is Braidbutt going off and getting himself killed...again."



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on February 01, 2004, 01:46:22 PM
*Dray was sitting down relaxing and having a drink with Ardan when Severine bumped into the elf he had healed trying to go somewhere..*

"Dray:She is right Severine...your better off alive right now than racing in there trying to save her and dying...come join us down here so we may discuss how we are going to go about saving Phonia and continueing the mission"

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on February 03, 2004, 08:51:22 AM
Severine's eyes never made contact with any of his companions, but their words were making sense to him...somewhat. They say that the wise thing is not to head off into battle...but all Severine could think of is the horrible things that Marlus could be doing to Phiona at this moment. She suffered enough. The villagers suffered enough from being opressed by these rebels...anyone who was innocent suffered enough. It was time for Severine to put an end to this.

"But not now, Severine."

Severine's eyes widened a bit. It was the same voice that was calling out to him ever since he was unconscious. The voice of his father.

"Severine...listen to them. I brought you up to think wiser than that. If you truly loved her...you would think through on this and complete the task that you promised you would do."

"F-father?" Severine's voice was low, but loud enough for everyone around him to hear. He got no rersponse. Shaking his head slightly, Severine looked at everyone who was looking back at him, even the ones whom he didn't know. He saw a few men standing up from a table. They looked like mercenaries, or rather ex-soldiers for some kind of royal army.

"Excuse me sir, but we've been hearing about the situation that has been going on. We usually keep to ourselves, but this time around we'll gladly give our services." The man who spoke gave a low bow. The other two men bowed as well. "We are ex-soldiers of the Centuoriran army."

Severine nodded, slowly coming back to his senses. "I would appreciate it if you would lend us your swords. May I have your names?"

The tall man with black long hair that was speaking for his men stepped forward. "My name is Bradley. The blonde haired man standing next to me is my long time friend Kyle, and the short browned haired one standing behind me is our dear comrade Seth."

Severine waved at them. "It's good to have you wih us. Right now...we'll need to think of-"

"Ripp!"

Severine tunred his head towards the door and saw the elven water druid run up to it with Duscil poking his head through it.

"What is it?" asked Ripp

"I-it's the soldiers! We were holding them back for a bit...but...but now all the brigades are moving towards the center of the village!"

"Isn't this the center of the village?"

"Exactly!"

Curising under his breath, and Ripp then turned around to see Severine awake and staring at him.

"Uh...hello there fearless leader. Looks like we've got quite a situation on our hands, doesn't it?"

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous

Edited by: SeverineHalo at: 2/3/04 0:54


Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on February 03, 2004, 10:55:22 AM
William surveyed the area that the rebels had just taken over. Those who were left behind had stormed the front gate after learning that most of the soldiers would be occupied with Julia, Karla, Severine, and the others. There was enough guards to stand watch...but not enough to defend themselves from the Freedom Hawk's wrath. With those outsiders on their side, both William and Yullius knew that they would have a chance in reclaiming their village. A few of their men was injured, but they had enough to still go on.

William walked over to Yullius, who was staring out at the center of the village up ahead. some of the soldiers escaped and ran towards that area.

"Everything okay?" William asked his commander, who was quiet for most of the time after the battle.

"I have this feeling...a feeling that Marlus is a little more prepared than we think."

"What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it seem odd that Blackwine didn't have that many men guarding the gate...when knwing that there would be rebels outside of the village. A man like him would expect an attack from the outside. He know that we wouldn't be that dumb to ahve all our people in one area. We would divide our forces. One from the inisde...and one from the outside even though all of this happened by chance.

"So you're saying that he has some kind of trumpt card?"

Yullius turned around, and looked William in his eyes. "If so...then we should all be careful..."  



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on February 03, 2004, 05:28:22 PM
Grimjaw looked on as the battle began in earnest just outside the village square.  Shouts and the clash of steel rang in the air.  The rebels had crawled out of the woodwork, slunk out from places hidden to meet their doom.  They were, of course, outnumbered but the rebels fought with a fierceness of men and women who had nothing left to lose...

Earlier, as the troops were moving out of camp, he'd watched as Commander Blackwine spoke with Hagitha, leader of The Death Riders.  Grimjaw was not surprised to see Blackwine backhand the woman so hard she was knocked flat on her back in the dust.  Though reeling from the blow, Hagitha was back on her feet in a flash, and in her wisdom she ordered her shocked and angered calvary to stand down.  Grimjaw knew if Blackwine sent you out on a mission, you'd better return successful or die trying.  Now Hagitha knew that too.    

The troops had marched on center of the village on two fronts- from the northeast and the northwest- holding the third troop in reserve.  The latter had circled around beyond the orchard and only awaited the signal to advance.  Next, Grimjaw expected whatever opposition hiding in the inn would come spilling out at any time.  He brought the signaling horn to his lips... as soon as he spied the first horse's approach, his orders were to call in the last troop, to close the loop of the noose...


The day, which had started out sunny, was growing overcast with a light-gray blanket of clouds.  The dimness threw a gloomy pall over the entire village, and the cooler air was heavy with tension.  The curfew was in full force... yet already three villagers were caught slinking around on road and field only to meet a swift end at the hands and blades of the roving patrols.  The sluggish breeze was tainted with the scent of innocent blood...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on February 03, 2004, 06:02:22 PM
After the woman, Kim, had left the room, Phiona turned to look out the window again.  

She pulled the curtain to the side just in time to see a small host of riders galloping past and kicking up dust- all black of armor and dreadful to behold- feathered, tattooed, and beaded hair streaming back as they rode forth... and even their weapons were tipped in dripping black death!  

The riders cleared her view, and Phiona saw yet another host of calvary, although this one, to her eyes, was even more grim for they wore the uniform of Blackwine's own company from the Royal Army of Santhala, though she suspected that they were no longer loyal to the crown.   At their head was Marlus, astride a powerful roan stallion.  He wore a suit of silver and red armor, though even from this distance she could see the shimmer of magical aura surrounding him.  Phiona knew the armor was only for show, that he was protected primarily by the power of Iniquitus.  As if he sensed she was looking his way, Marlus turned his head toward her, raising his black blade in a salute to her.  Whether he mocked her, she did not know,  but she did not duck out a view.  

Phiona decided she would never run in fear from Marlus again, even if it meant her death.  But instead, as she watched him command his loyal riders, Phiona devised another plan...

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on February 03, 2004, 06:36:22 PM
*Dray's eyes widened a little as the 3 mercenaries stated they were Centurians...people from Dray's homeland. He knew of the fighting ability of that army and was glad to have a few more people on their side. Dray could sense a tense silence in the air...and the day outside started to turn to gray...Death was in the air Dray could feel and taste it...and he didn't like it one bit*

"Dray:Whatever we do we need to be ready and do it fast...I have a bad feeling...the air smells of death and foretells what is to come"

*Dray turns his gaze to the window and stands his fingers wraped about his sword hilts and his brow furrowed in concentration...trying to call on his magic so that maybe it won't fail him now*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Kim Sandrage on February 04, 2004, 01:04:22 AM
Kim stormed back in to Marlus's office and slammed the door.Stupid Girl Kim thought then sighed in resignation. She was begining to regret taking this job on. It would pay well but was it worth it when it meant going against a man like Marlus.

She should be getting instructions soon but when and what was she supposed to do here. She was an assasin a good one to but here she was on a job that didn't mean much killling at the moment. Most of all she wanted to kill Marlus. The way he had looked at her made her want to give him a taste of what one of the Dark Priest sect could do. But she had been told to wait it out.

Opening the door she decided to get some air. If Phiona wanted to tell her anything she would have to come and find her. Walking outside she stood against the wall and closed her eyes.

Welcome to shadow world far under northern skies
Mountains and raging seas, valleys and icy winds Glory and majesty, triumph and victory
Legends and epic tales born between these dark lakes
For you a new one written with black blood
(Lyrics from Luca Turilli - Magic Horizons



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on February 07, 2004, 04:47:22 AM
Sighing to himself, Severine stared out of one of the windows. He saw that many of the mercenaries were closing in. Much faster than expected. The leftover rebels were being slain like sheep sent to be slaughtered. He needed to come up with a plan fast, and everyone was now looking up to him as if he was some kind of leader. Ever since this journey started, it has been that way. He didn't ask for it...all he really wanted to do was travel the world...and find this Ivory Fox character. But these people needed help. They needed to be free from the grasp of someone like Blackwine. Even if he didn't have any military experience...those who trained him did.

As Severine started to think, the power of the Sword of Halo was calling out to him again.  This time, he concetrated hard to respond to it...or atleast find a way to. The voice this time was familiar...but it wasn't his father's. Opening up his eyes, Severine started examining the area. Seeing that more and more people in the tavern were starting to lend a hand in their despair (after all, they figured that they would die anyway), Severine began to smile a bit. A plan started to come across his mind...and if the gods looked kidnly upon them...they could win...or atleast weaken the opposing forces to a great extent...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on February 07, 2004, 04:54:22 PM
*Dray sees the smile cross the face of the man called Severine*

"Dray:Well it looks like he has an idea....thats the only thing a smile like that could mean"

*Dray cracks his own smile as he hears the fighting rage closer*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on February 08, 2004, 04:59:22 AM
Looking Severine in the eye, Elraralia studied him for a moment.  He seemed to have gotten himself under control, although how that rapid transformation occured, she wasn't sure.   Satisfied that he was not going to dash off that very second though, she finally asked
"So, what are we going to do? You're the leader of this outfit, what do you propose?" she said a bit quietly.  And then looking at the expectant faces around her, she shook her.  How on earth had she come to be with such a rag tag group?  And were they really up for the fight of their life that was slowly drawing nearer?



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on February 11, 2004, 11:06:22 AM
Severine walked to the middle of the room. There wasn't one person that didn't have their eye on him. That was perfect for him. With a voice that was his own, but yet sounded much differently, Severine asked in a commanding voice "How many of you can use bows in this room?"

As men (and a few women) raised their hands slowly, Severine began to count their hands, he saw that it was enough. "Alright, I'm going to need tables placed infront of every window, turned on their sides! I want an archer by each table! There should be enough bows and arrows. I'll need several archers on the second floor. In every room that has a window showing the army that is approaching us. that should slo them down a bit. If we stay in here...they'll try to burn the place down. so we'll need out fighters to go out and meet them. I'll need the arechers not to waste their arrows too much. Just take out who you think are the main officers...or atleast those who will start to overwhelm our men. I'll lead a few men outside the front door as a distraction. I'll need two groups attacking from both sides. That'll make the enemy think we have more men then it seems. I'll need the archers to attack at the same time...it'll make the enemy think there are more archers than they think. With that, we should be able to hold them off. Enough for me to cut the head of the snake..."

Seeverine's eyes narrowed. He figured Marlus would be around watching his so-called 'victory' from afar. It was just a matter of getting cloe enough...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on February 12, 2004, 06:01:22 AM
*Dray smiles at the plan...very well formed*

"Dray:Well good idea....I will come with you outside *Dray draws his swords* May the blood shed today be for good cause and may the gods look down on us today and help us deliver the people from this evil that constrains them. Servine my swords are yours"

*Dray kneels on one knee and bows his head as he looks up he smiles at the man and lets out a hardy laugh*

"Ardan:lets show them no fear as that is what they will try to use against us is fear...this may be the end for some of us...but let us go out loud and laughing..throw them off guard and let their arrogance turn into fear of us...those who fight with nothing left to lose!"

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on February 12, 2004, 11:08:22 AM
Luca, who had somehow managed to sneak behind the counter of the bar and help herself to a few drinks while the tender was readilly distracted, popped her head over the rim of the counter, the neck of a bottle perched comfortably between her lips.

"Hai nu," she began, spitting the bottle out and reiterating, "Hey now. I'm no soldier in an army or a merc on the shelves. I am a free woman and nobody's about to tell Luca what to do!"

With a huff, Luca stood and turned to walk away (but where the thief had plans to go was yet to be decided) but tripped over the tavern cat, dropping a bottle of whiskey over the poor puss.

"Er..." Luca began, but her face lit up as an idea squirmed it's way into her mind. "On the other hand, I think I'll join the archers upstairs if you don't mind."



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on February 13, 2004, 11:51:22 AM
Listening to the Shender speak, it slowly began dawn on Elraralia that this was going to be a battle to the death.  As intimidating as it sounded, she shrugged it off.  If it was time, it was time, not much she could do to stop it.  And at least she would go down fighting, and now was the time to organise that fight.

"Alright!  Archers!  I'm sure you already know this, but aim for the upper neck.  And the less arrows used, the better.  If you run out, take out your sword, or find some more.  But I don't want to see more than two arrows used on a person.  If you don't hit them by the second try, don't bother, they aren't worth it.  And don't get yourself shot in the process, we need all of you..lets do this!" she called to the archers around her, as they began to pile up the tables.  Going to the table nearest the door, Elra quickly strung her arrow, and peaked over.  Who was to be the first lucky one to die? Picking a rather imposing man, who apeared to be about to go through the door, she aimed high, and let loose.  A look of surprise came over his face as he dropped dead, a look that would stay there forever.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on February 16, 2004, 11:38:22 AM
Watching Elraralia organize some of the archers, Luca smirked. No way this thief was going to be shown up by some carroot-topped tree hugger.

Luca herded a handful of archers around her, and gave them some detailed instructions: "You heard the man! Go upstairs and do your thing!" she said. At first, the archers seemed hesitant of listening to a young woman who appeared half drunk, but as Luca's hand slipped casually down to her daggers, the men were upstairs in a flash.

As the first twangs and swishes of battle reached the half-elf's ears, Luca dashed behind the counter and began clearing the shelves of every bottle, flask or skin that contained liquid. Blinded by a stack of spirits, the thief hopped up the stairs and turned for the room nearest the battle.

She gently put down the hoard and picked up a bottle. After weighing the thing with her hand, Luca wound back and tossed the bottle end over end into the battle. The ale smashed a man in the face and temporarily blinded a comrad behind him. Several others let fly from the inn window, opposing soldiers slipping and sliding as the road turned to, as Luca later referred to it as, mud with a punch.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on February 24, 2004, 11:43:22 AM
Severine was surprised at himself. He felt like himself, but not completely. as he walked towards the door with Dray, Penrith, and the Centuarurians, Severine ordered Ripp to take men on the left side, and Eryk to take men on the right. They felt like his words...but Severine felt that he was only saying them...for someone else. Arriving outside, Severine saw soldiers riding up to them. Drawing the Sword of Halo, and feeling its power, he's eyes narrowed at the men that he was soon to kill.

"I would advise for you all to get ready...we're going to be in for a long one."

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on February 28, 2004, 01:30:22 PM
Sitting tall in his military saddle, astride a pure white warhorse, Marlus ordered half his calvary forward and held the rest back for a second charge.   He knew that The Death Riders had circled around the center buildings and would begin their charge at any moment... and at that point the rebels would be crushed as if in a vise.

The rebels were starting to emerge from the inn.  There was fighting  near the stables and on two other sides of the large building.  Just then, Grimjaw sounded the horn and the first wave of men ran forward with a great shout.  Marlus smiled, the thought of so much death in so little time sent delicious shivers through him.  Blackwine drew Iniquitus and gazed into the star-filled, ebony blade.  To the sword he murmured, "Soon... soon."  



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on February 29, 2004, 05:09:22 PM
Phiona closed the door behind her as quietly as she could... no need to alert any guards who might be hanging about.  She glanced up and down the empty hall and decided to go to her left.  She passed two more closed doors in the bare hallway before reaching a t-intersection.  Phiona turned left again, guessing the door at the end of the hall would lead outdoors.  She was right.  The unguarded door led out onto a small platform with three steps leading to the ground.  There were a few soldiers still rushing about, but none seemed to pay her any mind... which was fine with her.  

Walking as if she belonged there, Phiona went straight toward the closest barracks and found it empty.  She searched the place until she located a pair of trousers that would reasonably fit her.  She changed into them fast and then left to find the armory.  Phiona knew she needed to find a weapon, the sooner the better!

 

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on March 02, 2004, 11:59:22 AM
Severine watched as the calvary began to circle around him and his allies. He knew that this was going to be a fight to the death. If he was going to die today, he was going to make sure he was taking Marlus Blackwine with him. Severine's anger began to rise as he swung his sword, which connected with the sword of the first attacker. Another calvary man came from behind on his horse, thinking that the Shendar's life was his. Severine looked over his shoulder, and quickly did a handspring with one hand, using his adrenaline to boost his agility.

The first wave of arrows came out, along with a flying beer bottle. This was enough to knock most of the surrounding troops. That's when Severine went for the kill. Without hesitation, his blade went across the neck of one of the fallen calvary men. The smell of blood reached the warrior's nose and became fuel for his now violent soul. Even though the voices going through his mind tried to calm his soul...it was now starting to become a little too late...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on March 02, 2004, 02:24:22 PM
Luca eyed the crowd of warriors and the even the half-elf could sense the battle lust of every fighter below. The thief let fly bottle after bottle, knocking people unconcious and, to their short-lived joy, showering them spirits until the flying shards of glass waltzed with their skin.

Running out of amunition, the half-elf succumbed to her natural instincts and did the only thing a street-raised theif could do.

Without a thought of the concequences, Luca leapt through the window and found herself sitting on the shoulders of a rather surprised soldier. But his surprise soon ended as the precious sleep of unconciousness took him. Luca's hands flashed, and seemingly by magic, held two finely crafted twin daggers in hand.

Moments of dodging, hacking, tripping and biting went by until a few rather pathetic collection of unconcious or wanting-to-be-unconcious men surrounded the thief.

Sweating, panting and tiring, Luca looked around desperatly for a rebel or familiar face. "I should have stayed in the inn," Luca muttered as she punched a soldier in the face "Sat back," she continued, pulling his long greasy hair. "Had a few drinks," the half-elf finished, finally making the man wish he'd been born female.

"But no...I had to play hero of the world," Luca finished, admiring her grand total of three victims, the rest having gotten away with minor cuts, bruises or teeth marks.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on March 03, 2004, 06:48:22 AM
Hagitha and her Death Riders, the bulk of them at least, were hidden beyond the buildings to the east of the village center.  They all concentrated on the faint sounds of distant battle, awaiting the signal to join the fight.  Hagitha did not look behind her to her loyal riders, she knew her people would follow her to the ultimate end and they would fight valiantly in doing so.  A horse stomped impatiently.  Another snorted in anticipation.  She knew that the animals only reflected their riders' desire to action.  She knew that desire to crush her enemies under hoof... and she had a clear picture in her mind's eye of her enemy.

Then the horn sounded.  A half-breath later, the Death Riders' mounts leaped forward as one and they began their run toward the center square.  Their running was a work of dark beauty- colorful feathers flew in the wind, powerful beasts ran in unison, shining beads reflected the sun's blazing fire, and their sharpened spears, lances and arrow-tips fairly dripped with ink-black death... it was their device- poison- and for which they took their name.

As one, the Death Riders descended upon the battle, thundering their intent of destruction and doom upon their enemies... yet at the last moment before engaging, they split in two groups and skirted around the center of the fight only to flank the calvary who were already engaged in fighting the rebels on the far side of the battle.  Ignoring the rebels completely, the Death riders, speared, lanced and shot poison-tipped missles at the soldiers under Blackwine's command, devastating the majority of the front line horse warriors in their renegade attack.   Blackwine's calvary were forced to turn their attention to the Death Riders, allowing the rebels a brief respite.  It didn't take long for the rebels to regroup and, taking advantage of their new allies, they began to first harry and then slaughter the enemy soldiers with unbounded enthusiasm.


From his vantage, Marlus sat and watched the treachery, stunned.  With a shout he ordered the remaining calvary into the fray and he leaned forward as he spurred his own mount to carry him forward.  In his  hand, Iniquitus hummed loudly, anticipating a feast of souls...



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on March 03, 2004, 07:03:22 AM
*Dray followed the others outside the inn and saw the massacre of the innocent villagers and the fighting of the rebels and a familar energy welled up inside him and he felt himself becomming very cold on the inside but very heated on the outside. Dray did not hesitate a second after Severine lept into action he immediatly followed suit and lunged swords first into a soldier knocking him back. Dray fell atop the man and a rider was standing above and went to swing at Dray who rolled aside and thrust his swords into the underside of the horse. The horse reered and fell to the ground taking its rider with it and the riders leg is pinned under the animal. Dray can feel his battle lust grow as well as the energy inside him as he engages another soldier*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on March 05, 2004, 05:52:22 AM
Ripp led his men around the left side of the inn. He had advised that they give out their best and loudest war cry to sound more intimidating. Even though it might not have work, just maybe it'll make the opposition just a tad bit nervous. As the fight began, Ripp noticed that most of the soldiers were distracted by something else. When he took a closer look, he saw that the calvary that Severine and the others were fighting before was now attacking the rebels. Being an experienced leader, Ripp knew that this was a mutiny led by this calvary's leader against the man known as Marlus Blackwine. He would consider them allies for now.

As Ripp and his men began pushing the soldiers back, he heard cries of war, and turned around. He saw a small army of rebels rushing in battle, led by a young man he saw ealier and someone else he never saw before.

Interesting, he thought to himself.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on March 05, 2004, 11:05:22 AM
Luca's slightly pointed ears pricked at the thundering sound of hooves. "Hmm...deja vu" she thought, recognizing the stampede of horses as the all-too-familiar charge of the toxin-happy riders.

The half-elf, street instincts in full gear, whirled suddenly as a lance armed Death Rider stomped up behind her. The soldier lunged, his poison laced lance coming straight Luca. About ready to dodge, the thief was stunned as the shimmering black weapon shot past her and impaled an approaching enemy soldier through the gut. Slack jawed, the half-elf turned and saluted the rider.

From within his helmet, Luca saw him scowl and turn away to ride into the busier areas of battle.

"Ungrateful bastard," the thief muttered, her voice dripping with venom, as Luca smashed another soldier on foot in the face with a dagger hilt.



"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life"



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on March 08, 2004, 08:23:22 AM
Arrow after arrow flew from Elraralia and her small army of archer's bows, and for a short time, it seemed to be working, or at least it appeared that way to the unexperianced.  Elra  knew though that it was only a short time that they ran out of arrows, and that was going to be the point that they would realize the mess they had truly gotten themselves into.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of hooves, and swore as the calvary came charging in, just in time for the last of her arrows to slowly disapear.

"I just had to go and find adventure, didn't I.  The moment of peace was just not good enough for me, I had to go and find a group of trouble starters, that seem to hunt for fights that are impossible to win..." She said under her breath, so that only the archer next to her heard.  Giving her a look, the man shook his head, and continued fighting, muttering something about crazy elves.

"Well I don't know where you are from, but when I am fighting with a bunch of inexperianced ningcompoops, in a battle that no thing alive would bet against, I do believe I am entitled to a bit of whining, don't you?" she asked the man scathigly, the last bit of her patience wearing out.

"Well, it looks as if you can stop complaining, help has finally arrived" the man shot back, and  went back to his shooting.

Not sure what the man meant, she looked out, and was about to remark that all she saw was big brutes on horses, when she realized that the big brutes weren't fighting them...they were fighting with them...

"Well I'll be damned..." she said to herself, and taking aim, continued the volley.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on March 13, 2004, 10:06:22 AM
Fflewdur snapped awake, looking around stupidly. He had dozed without noticing and got some much needed rest.

Just as he was getting up he heard noises. I know those noises from somewhere... But where?

The noise of a battle!

This is just great! Another battle to get involved in! I suppose I should help my "friends".

He set off, drawing his axe. He was following the noises to the center of the city. He turned a corner and walked straight into an enemy soldier who was, at the moment, ducking the sword of a burly cavalry soldier.
Before the man recovered from the shock the dwarf knocked him unconcious.

He then put him into an infinite sleep with a snap of the neck. Then Fflewdur whipped around and charged an "unoccupied" soldier. He swung his axe and the man parried. Before Fflewdur could react the man performed a fancy twist and jarred the axe from his hand. He ducked a swipe of the mans sword and removed the mans right hand with his dagger. The man dropped his sword and fled, screaming. He would be healed, and would forever hunt the dwarf who had stolen his hand. Unknowing of this, Fflewdur spun and made a break to where his axe lay.



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on March 18, 2004, 09:14:22 AM
As Severine deafeated the last soldier the was in his way, stood still for a moment, trying to call himself out of his bloodlust. There was no mistaking it now...there was something inside of him...something that was bringing out his rage ten fold. He could hear various voices in his mind, telling him to keep under control. When he realized that it was coming from his sword which was glowing slightly, Severine slowly began becoming more like his normal self. He was shocked that he was finally seeing the hidden secret of the Halo family at work. A loud sound of hooves interrupted Severine's train of thought. As he looked past the fighting that was going on, Severine could see the death riders in the distance. At first he got on is guard, but as he looked closely, he could see that they weren't fighting them...but rather those whom they worked for...

Looks like there's a little mutiny going on here...

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Dray Ducroix on March 31, 2004, 07:26:22 AM
*Dray and Ardan were fighting back to back more defending than attacking anybody. Dray and Ardan were tiring and their adversaries seemed to be gaining the upperhand when Dray heard Hooves appraoching*

Adran:D eath Riders!

*Dray curses under his breath if those riders reached them before they got on the offensive they were dead no question about it. Dray deflected a blow and blocked another aimed as Ardan's exposed side as Ardan blocked another blow. Dray swung in a wide arc and moved his advarsaries back a few paces. Just then the riders were upon them. Dray braced himself to block the spears covered with poison, but instead of attacking him or Ardan the spears from the 2 riders drove into 2 of the soldiers instead. Dray looked up at the rider and the rider just nodded at him and kept attacking the soldiers*

Dray:Well who would have thought that...the riders turned against Blackwine!

*Dray bellows out a loud war cry his energy renewed with the arrival of unexpected allies. Ardan joins him in his cry as both men start to fight back against the soliders alongside the deathriders pushing the surprised soliders back*

The difference between a brave man and a coward....is facing your fear instead of running away



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: fflewdur on April 03, 2004, 06:35:22 AM
Fflewdur battled, his strength waning. He'd only been fighting for a short while but it seemed liked hours.

I need t get to the Inn. Then I can have something secure at my back. I can do more damage if I dont need to defend myself all the time.

The dwarf started pushing through the battle,always headed toward the inn.

This is much easier said than done!



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Phiona Whitefire on April 13, 2004, 07:15:22 AM
After the initial surprise of the Death Riders' betrayal, Blackwine's troops rallied and concentrated on bringing down the horsemen... even at the risk of ignoring the rebels' maneuvers.  Blackwine called in his calvary with three short bursts from his signal horn, before sending his own contingent of horsemen into the fray.  

The commander was readying to follow his men when, above the din of battle, Marlus heard a woman's voice calling to him.  He looked around to see Phiona galloping toward him at full speed.  She was calling his name.  His breath caught at the sight of her... she was so beautiful!  He waited for her to draw alongside.

~

Phiona was desperate.  She could see the rebels were sorely outnumbered and, somehow, she knew that Severine and the others were in the thick of it all.  She needed to do whatever she could to help them.  At any cost!

So she called to Marlus as she approached, hoping to distract him, even if only for a moment!  

It worked, he turned and stayed his mount.  She road up along side and looked into his deep blue eyes a moment before leaning in to kiss him.  He returned the kiss with fervor.  She said, "I traveled with them, for awhile... Marlus... it would be a mistake to kill them all. "  Her head whipped around as she searched the battle, until her eyes fell on Severine himself.  She pointed.  "There, that one, do you see?  He has information, as do all his crew."

Marlus looked around the battle and saw that, despite their energetic front, the rebels would lose.  "Very well, my darling.  It will be as you wish."  

He turned and called to the nearest men, "Those rebels in the center of the fray..., I want them alive!  See that it is done!"  He looked back at Phiona and winked.  She smiled in relief.  Now, if only her friends can avoid inadvertently getting killed...

Word spread quickly among the commander's men and soon the rebels found they were being surrounded by men who were trying to capture, instead of kill...

"What we do in life, echoes in eternity"

- Maximus Decimus Meridius



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: SeverineHalo on April 16, 2004, 06:27:22 AM
In the midst of battle, Severine's mind relaxed a bit for he was not doing as much fighting as he thought he would have done. Attacking with a strong elbow to the face of one of soldiers he encountered, Severine then continued forward, becoming more and more cautious with each step. His eyes were mainly on Blackwine, who was surveying the battle. What came next...nothing could prepare him. He spotted Phiona riding up next to Blackwine. The two started talking to each other for a moment, and right before Severine's eyes, she kissed him. She kissed him. Phiona kissed him.

Slowly backing away, Severine's mind began to recap what happened. He might have been standing far away, but it was obvious that Phiona kissed his cheek.

She is probably just acting Sev, thought the Shendar warrior. Get a grip on yourtself!

“Severine!”

Looking to his left, Severine saw angry soldier running towards him with a spear. Dodging the thrust, Severine grabbed the spear, held it, and slashed the man across the face with his sword. Tossing the spear aside, Severine then ran through the fighting crowds to get towards his one destination.

"Once again, the lone soldier walks off into the sunset..." -Anonymous



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Luca the Thief on April 16, 2004, 10:00:22 AM
Luca narrowly dodged a rather perturbed soldier as the half-elf dove, head first, under a horse. Her dramatic escape was cut to a rather unceremonial stop as Luca didn't quite slide across the ground as planned. Picking herself up and dusting off the dusty skirt, Luca looked around.

People were fighting. Lots of people were doing lots of fighting, actually. And Luca wasn't interested in it one bit. "Slash slash, punch punch. Is that all you people think about?" she muttered as the thief slunk, relatively unnoticed, towards Severine.

Stepping over a dead body, Luca finally came in arms reach to Severine when suddenly he took off. "Oh bloody hell!" she screamed, causing a man to turn towards her and receive the blunt end of a spear in the eye. Swearing profusely, Luca started off after Severine, ignoring the chaos around her.



"Life moves pretty fast. And if you don't stop and look around sometimes, you just might miss it."
-Ferris Bueller



Title: Re: Chapter 3: The Fight for Freedom
Post by: Elraralia Horfiwiel on April 17, 2004, 11:10:22 AM
From her lovely spot in the inn, Elraralia was able to view the entire battle with ease.  Until that is, her arrows suddenly ran out, and she was left with nothing to do.  

"Perfect, just perfect.." she muttered "Well, there is no way I can just stand here, and not do anything..." and thrusting her bow through the strap on her back, contimplated the weapons at hand.  She could use a sword...but why start doing that, when she had come so far not....Opting for her scourge, she took one look out the window.  As she did, she spotted whom she assumed was the leader, this Marlus Blackwine man that they were all riled about, and next to him...no....it couldn't be.

Elraralia shook her face, and looked back, but sure enough, it was as she had previosly seen.  Phiona, and she was....kissing Blackwine.  So here they were, fighting their butts off to resucue her, and she was off smooching as if there was no tomarrow.  

"Why that ungreatful wench..." Elra muttered furiously,  for if there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was a backstabber.  It then dawned on her that if she was seeing this, Severine was most likely as well.  And knowing him, he was about to go charging for her..which could not happen, he would get killed before he got anywhere near Blackwine.

"Well, here goes nothing..." she muttered, and ran into the frey, swinging the scourge right and left, not paying attention to whether she made contact with the unlucky blighters who were in her way.  She kept fighting her way in, when she came upon Luca.

"Luca, have you seen Severine?  We need to....ohhhh no..." she groaned, as the tide of the battle suddenly changed, and the warriors not on their side, although it was awfully hard to tell the difference, began circling around them.