Fallsaa Doom
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Aug 24, 2007 0:03:13 GMT -5
Post by Fallsaa Doom on Aug 24, 2007 0:03:13 GMT -5
Behind the pile of bodies.Doom crouches. takes a moment to catch his breath. he looks to the right,down the line of his fellow adventurers with a gleem of exaultation in his eyes. gives a mischeiveous wink.stands up and bellows with a voice to rock the heavens "WHAT, DO YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER??" then runs full tilt straight toward the enemy line with his massive war hammer high towards the sky.the huge hammer head shaped in the likeness of a Rhinoceros head begins to take on a ghostly blue shimmer. Suddenly the air is charged with electricty,and a retinal burnning blue light makeing it impossible to tell if the lighting is imminateing from Doom to the heavens.or delivering the power of the heavens to him. One great stride,Two,Three.. hit by an onslaught of thrown spells.all are burned out before the reach the charging drednaught.the deliverer of "DOOM".Four,Five,Six more great strides..Then Leep. Over the enemys recently living wall of cover.Over the heads and at first awe struck,then fear filled faces of the warriors. Heads crack,ribs snap. Fallsaa Doom goes to work.doing what he does best...Utter destruction!!!.
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Aug 24, 2007 13:59:06 GMT -5
Post by Miss Misery Skyline on Aug 24, 2007 13:59:06 GMT -5
i SCREAM " I GOT YOUR BACK DOOM!!" I stand and start hurling spear after spear in such rapid succession it becomes hard to tell where one spear ends and another begins... I run while chucking spears and stop just out of doom range of death... "LETS KILL THESE CHUMPS...SUNSPEARS NEVER FIGHT ALONE!!!!" After seeing me and hearing my chant the rest of the battered party stands and engages the enemy in whatever fashion best suited for them. All feeling slowed from the long battle but still in a frenzy of blood lust they lay to rest every last living thing in sight..
The enemy lay dead, a couple moans, a body here or there twitching. It was a rough fight, not one of us able to remain unscathed. I had taken an arrow in my left shoulder and droped my shield before the last rush... During battle i hadn't noticed the pain which now was more than evident. I plunder the bodies with my comrades and find my shield. The bodies now lay motionless, intertwined, dismembered, red with blood as we are also."We all look as though we should be dead with all this blood on us. I think we should head back to the inn for some R&R and split up the loot.. Maybe Rollstuhlmann will be there by now...I don't know where he wondered off to....I guess we should hit the stream first though..."
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Aug 24, 2007 15:13:19 GMT -5
Post by drakenmeister on Aug 24, 2007 15:13:19 GMT -5
During the final battle, the War Mantle with the mighty war hammer and with all his might smashes it against me right leg, and I collapse like a rag doll. Still on adreneline, I summon infernal and he burned slowly leaving him deformed and scarred. After seeing all his men died or is on the ground about to die, he surrendered.
As I tried to stand up, me leg bend in the wrong way, and I fell again. Sharp pulsing pain crippled my other senses. Laying on my back, I stares into the dark cloudy sky beginning to clear. A injured enemy soldier with a dagger crawl towards me. When he was within weapons range, he gave a snicker and he raised his dagger as if he was to stab it into my heart. I began to sweat like there was no tomorrow and try to resist, but was too weak. I shut my eyes. Just before the steel meets flesh, a big thromp and the attacker fell. Doom with the his mighty war hammer bashed his head. His brains are all over his hammer and armor. I guess he needs to clean it again. Both Azuni and Doom picked me up and carries me towards town.
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Aug 24, 2007 22:21:35 GMT -5
Post by windian on Aug 24, 2007 22:21:35 GMT -5
Skyline, I dont know about you, but these arrows are expensive and I intend to yank out every one of them I can get, do you want any of the spears that might still be usable? Oh, look this ones still alive! OOPS! at least he was, guess Stalker was still hungry, ha,ha. Drat, this ones just skirted blood all over me, frig, guess the arrows aren't worth it, I'm going for that swim. Hey Azuni, Doom, you might want to at least dunk Drake before you take him into town, he might make all those wenches hes so crazy about a little sick the way he is.
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Aug 26, 2007 8:19:15 GMT -5
Post by drakenmeister on Aug 26, 2007 8:19:15 GMT -5
They threw me into the icy cold water, and the blood and grime on my face and armor washed away. Azuni and Doom have a good laugh too as I was trying to get out, crawing/ wagging like a dying fish on land. They jumped in too to clean their armor, picked me up again and head towards town.
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Fallsaa Doom
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WHAT??? DO YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER..
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Aug 26, 2007 11:22:21 GMT -5
Post by Fallsaa Doom on Aug 26, 2007 11:22:21 GMT -5
The tavern doors swing open and four very dark and fearsome looking warriors slowly walk in. They searchingly glance around the room,and their eyes stop on Fallsaa Doom for just the merest of a second. With an almost completely un noticeable nod to Doom they proceed to take a table in the dark shadow covered corner off to the side..with no sign of acknowledgment,Doom quickly finishes off his fourteenth pitcher of ale,slams it down and announces"time for a new barrel" stands and heads toward the bar. The adventurers,though quite saturated with an abundance of fine grog.are still at all times vigilant to their surrounding,s They notice Doom,s roundabout path to the bar,which takes him by the table of the mysterious new group for a moment of conversation. Slightly smaller in stature,yet just as imposing as Doom himself.The group seams to be a agitated.Yet respectful toward Doom. Words are shared. Doom proceeds towards the bar,and the group of warriors rise and leave as quietly as they came.. As Doom retakes his seat at the table and studies his fresh pitcher. he looks at his fellow adventures."some matter has come up that i must address." I will have to leave the group for a time. But i will rejoin you in a time. and if a great need arises,Windian can find me. if not,her cat will be able to. i shall leave in the morning.. But for Tonight,we DRINK!!!
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Aug 26, 2007 20:43:38 GMT -5
Post by drakenmeister on Aug 26, 2007 20:43:38 GMT -5
Before Azuni and Doom head towards the bar, they dropped me off at the town temple in which the holy monks can tend to my injuries.
The monk decided to have some fun and start pulling, pushing, poking, and twisting my broken leg. After 10 minutes of torture, he said to me, "I think it is broken!" I screamed, "NO SH*T! WHAT GAVE YOU THAT F*CKING IDEA!" He looked at me in a hateful manner and said, "How dare you use such language in the holy house!" and kicked me out.
In the court yard of the temple, there was an old oak tree that the monks really likes. I use a saw cand cut a few branches and use some of my string to make a brace for my leg. I also use some of the wood to make a crutches. A bit angry still, for the pain they put me through, I cast fireball on the tree and I head towards the bar/inn and joins the group again. I hope there is a healer around here, other than those crazy monks.
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Aug 28, 2007 23:35:49 GMT -5
Post by windian on Aug 28, 2007 23:35:49 GMT -5
As I was walking toward the Inn, I noticed a bunch of monks standing around a burning tree. "Whats going on? Why is the tree on fire?" One wizened old monk turned to me and told me that he had been treating someone with a broken leg and the man had started cursing, so they threw him out of the temple. The man being angry had set their blessed oak on fire. "What do you mean by blessed oak?" "This is a very special tree, it has stood here for centuries and anyone who stands beneath its branches and prays to the Deities of the forest will receive blessings. This man does not know the severity of what he has done. The Deity of the forest will be very angry over the burning of this blessed tree. He will need to make amends to the Deities quickly or the whole town will suffer when they come looking for him." Then the monk asked if I could help them find this man. After he told me what the man looked like I knew it was Drakenmeister. "Actually, I believe I know who it may be. Can you tell him what he will need to do to make amends?" All the monks said in unison, "DIE!!!!" "Well, that is not an option, my friends and I will not allow that, so if you want to save your town you better think up some other plan....or if needs be we will fight these so-called Deities and see who wins!!!" Turning away I head for the Inn to tell Drake what he has gotten us into now. My mood now turning sour, thinking about these monks and their, "blessed tree", tempted, if I could throw a fireball like Drake to burn their temple and be done with it!!! Entering the Inn, I see the group over in the corner with Drake telling them what happened at the temple. Quickly I approach and before I even greet them I add to Drakes story, explaining about the tree and what the monks told me. When I finish everyones eyes are on Drake.
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Aug 29, 2007 8:14:32 GMT -5
Post by drakenmeister on Aug 29, 2007 8:14:32 GMT -5
Quickly chugs the beer down and look at the staring eyes of the group and begins to work on the next stein of beer. The stare of the group is as sharp as a dagger, full of anger and distain. I began to sweat, looking back at the empty angery glare of the once happy and cheerful conrade at arms. The group was about to jump at me and beat me to a pulp. Nervousness turns to fear, for I am afraid they might turn me in to the monks and they will make the "amendments" needed to quiet the forest spirts. I struggle to my feet, and stumble towards the back connor of the room and the group slowly stands up and follow my every movement, surrounding me, trapping me to the connor. Once my back hits the connor of the war, I was scaried, I soiled myself. "You are not going to hurt a guy with a broken leg, right? Common guys.... right? Please no..." and falls to the ground, as the group closes in.
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Aug 29, 2007 16:53:05 GMT -5
Post by Miss Misery Skyline on Aug 29, 2007 16:53:05 GMT -5
I finish my beer, stand, and let loose a spear nicking Drakes ear. "We have no time for this. Let the youngin' be. We'll deal with him later. Windian, You have ties with some of the forest type of things. That may be of great help. Monks are helpless against Our fighter, and I'm not afraid of anything they can throw at us. Draken can burn, very usefull. I will try to talk one more time with the monks but you might as well ready yourselfs for battle once again. Azuni come with me."
Azuni and I hurry off to the temple to try and devert the onset of another battle. We still have not even had a chance to heal. As we near the monks they stand as if preparing to fight. I yell "we're here to talk, just talk." At that I throw down my spears, Azuni drops his sword. I start to walk up to the monks as a young monk comes running from the temple yelling "Wait, Stop, Do you know who they are?" The young monk tells them about us and the battle we fought that afternoon. He had been hiding and had seen the whole thing. After a lengthy talk we went back to the inn.
Upon walking in we see the party battered and readied best they can be. They show the fatigue of the day, the effects of drink, and the stress of upcoming danger."Good news!" I say."The monks, though not are going to aid us with healingt and some rest. In return we leave tomarrow as we are going on a quest for the monks to make up for Drakens temper."
"Now Draken, do we need a collar and lease, muzzle, or can we trust you to be more respectfull? We find enough trouble without causing it!!" I laugh and drink one more mug before leaving to get a good nights rest and much needed aid from the monks. "Night all, see you in the marrow!"
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Aug 29, 2007 22:01:15 GMT -5
Post by drakenmeister on Aug 29, 2007 22:01:15 GMT -5
Holding my injured ear, weeping and broken. Feeling trapped and smaller, and total hopelessness, I fell into a deep spiral depression. I failed the group, and I screwed up again and now my new friends will pay for my error.
Maybe it is my time to depart. Everything that has a beginning must end someday. Reflecting on the battle cry of Doom “No one lives forever” and that it is better for the town and the group. Last thing I want is to cause the group to be exile from a great town with mad monks. Walk back into the room and studies the proper way of making the amendment. After reading the proper way, I prepare the ceremony. I wash a small dagger in cold water and dries it with a ceremonial cloth. I take off my shirt and looks at the full moon and sat by the desk and begins writing my final testament.
“Dear Group, I am sorry for my failure and trouble that I have caused you, but my the time you are reading this, I will be dead. You are the only family I have and thus I am doing this for you so you guys do not have to be burdened by the exiles and my tendency to create trouble. Besides, it is best for the town too for it will restore the essence for the tree. I am sorry that I will not be there by your side, and I will miss you and hope you will forgive me.
As to my stuff, please do as you see fit. My gold and equipment is all up to you. Sell it, or use it yourself, I hope it will serve you well, and that it be useful in your adventures.
I wish you my best. While my physical form will not be with you in the journey, my spirit will be with you. I do have one request, that you bury my body in Kaitan Village, next to my parents. It is where all of my family members are buried. Thank you very much and I guess that’s about it.”
Your friend Der Drakenmeister
I kneel on the ground facing the window, grab the dagger and I stared at the fine blade, a spear point blade made for stabbing. It is a shiny weapon deadly weapon used by many assassins. As I was about to plunge the blade into my bare stomach, I saw the group outside the windows. They ran into the room with great sadness but the steel blade has already met flesh, and the once white carpet is stained forever…red. Still alive, but getting weaker, bleeding, fading slowly.
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Aug 30, 2007 0:21:33 GMT -5
Post by windian on Aug 30, 2007 0:21:33 GMT -5
"Oh, DRAKE, now look at the mess you made! Bleeding all over the floor. You know I have lots of resurrect spells, and I already told the monks that your death was not an OPTION...... So, get your rear up, stop whineing and clean up this mess!! We have a quest to do for the monks in the morning, and you are one of our best fighters. OK, so you have your little foibles, don't we all. Besides, your exploits make good stories around the fire. We might get angry at you sometimes, but we will fight for you as well as beside you. NOW, we all need to get some rest!!!!"
After I made that speech, I waited to see that Drake had gotten up and started to clean up, then I motioned for the others to follow me out. Once out side I looked around at the group and suggested that one of us should keep an eye on Drake for tonight. "I guess with his leg broke and all the prodding the monks put him through and the way we came down on him, PLUS, too much to drink he isnt thinking clearly." Everyone was a little shook by what Drake had tried to do, dieing in battle is something we are all prepared for, but not this.
Azuni turned around without a word and went back in to stay with Drake.
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Aug 30, 2007 21:52:50 GMT -5
Post by drakenmeister on Aug 30, 2007 21:52:50 GMT -5
Laying on my bed staring at the ceiling of my room, I couldn’t fall asleep. With Azuni watching me I feel a bit awkward. The pain in both my leg and gut did not help either. While I am alive, I am not well. A part of me would of prefer death over the shame and defeat that I am feeling now. However, I will not try suicide again for I fear to hurt the group anymore than I have to.
I am at one of my all time lows. It is just about the same as the night that my parent was slaughtered during a raid by the crimson skulls at Kaitan Village. Everyone now looks at me as I am sick. They need to post someone to guard me, so I won’t do anything stupid. I really cannot blame them. I properly would have done the same. Maybe I am a bit sick, I just don’t know anymore. I turn to the other side facing away from Azuni, in which he is trying to read a book with great difficulty, and my eyes pour tears. I tried to suck it in, but the harder I tried, the more tears poured out. I have lost total control and I just let it go. I did made some noise but Azuni didn’t hear it. He was too confused and into his book of Cathian Philosophy.
A few hours went by around 2 am, the confused and tired Azuni fell into deep sleep with his book fallen off his lap and onto the ground. I just cannot stay in this room anymore. I just cannot let my friends continue to correct the trouble I cause. The punishment should be me and only me. I tip toed out the room and I headed towards the temple where the monks are. A few monks saw me can cast Word of Censure against me. I fell but I stumbled up and yelled, “I am sorry. I am not here to attack or provoke more tension. I only want to apologize to you personally and I seek forgiveness from you. I was wrong to burn down your divine tree. I AM SO SORRY, PLEASE FORGIVE ME, PLEASE…
A house near by open the window and yell, “d**n drunks, stop yelling!” and threw a rock which knocked me out cold. The monks surround my, once again, fallen body.
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Aug 31, 2007 8:33:43 GMT -5
Post by Azuni The Defender on Aug 31, 2007 8:33:43 GMT -5
I slowly wake up and look around to get my bearings. I reach down and get the book i had been reading. It is then that I notcie that Drakenmeister is gone. I jump up to my feet and grab my Axe. I run outside and look around. I hear in the distace, “d**n drunks, stop yelling!” I immediatly run that way.
As I approch the area from which the noise came from. The are a group of Monks circling a body, "Not Again...." I think to myself. I slowly walk over to the monks and inquery what happended. After the monks get done with their story. I throw Drake over my shoulder, then I start walking back to the room. I gentally lay Drake down in his bed. I pick up my book and resume my post.
As always I could not stop the sleep the crept over my tired body. I started to drift into sleep again, this time a little less worried.
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Aug 31, 2007 12:42:33 GMT -5
Post by Miss Misery Skyline on Aug 31, 2007 12:42:33 GMT -5
morning breaks as I wake to a cat licking my face. I open my eyes to see Windian and her cat standing there. "I'm worried about draken, He was at the temple again last night." I tell her he's just young, he'll be fine, he just needs to figure out we're his friends and we'll stand by him..I get up and grab my things and we go to talk to the priests who follow us to go find Draken and give him the healing he needs. After we are all feeling a little less of the pains of the day before we all gather our thing and start off on the monks Quest..
It seems that a necro named Nomed has been raiding the towns in the area. His lair is on top of a hill with only a path winding around the mountain to the top. This will make charging up the hill out of the question as archers will cut us up before we can get to the top. Skeletons patrol the hill carrying swords and bows. "nuts we could use Fallsaa and that hammer about now, too bad he's busy." We need a plan.
As we sit watching and each of us giving ideas it's Draken who suggests we hide in a cart and act like it's a load of weapons we're trying to sell. Thats it, the plan, Windian and her pet will take the load of weapons (us really) and when we get inside we'll jump out and take out Nomed See Draken We do need you. You are a MOJO, and we do protect our own.
The monks help us procure a cart with 2 horses to pull it. We spend the day modifying it so we can hide in the wagon and it still looks full of weapons. Windian dons a robe to cover her armor, she has her bow and arrows close to her in the front of the wagon, the rest of us are well hidden in back..Now it's up to her to talk her way in, I have great confidence in her. Her cat by her side we head for the lair, Half way up the hill she's stopped by a small band of the sword carrying skeletons. I hope they buy her story......
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