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Tormented Soles - A Tickling RPG (Roleplaying Thread)
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Skipping ahead
((OOC: I'd send this in an pm, but am having trouble with that for some reason. Anyways, since Tukano will possibly be busy for awhile, and did'nt leave any info on our character's interaction, I'll say Stapleton decided to ignore Luna's advice and again struck out on his own. I don't want to get too far behind in the game. Oh and no worries Tukano. I know its hard keeping up with everything going on here, so we can have our char.'s meet up later if you so wish. As for the background story, I like the idea. Kalamos: Would also like to suggest perhaps some surprises along the way? Example...Thief jumps in front of Stapleton's path during travel to...or something of the sort? Anyways enough yammering from me.))
Stapleton was bothered by the female's words for some reason. He could'nt explain why, so he declined the offer made by her. Instead he turned and walked down the alley to the road ahead. He looked both ways, deciding on what to do next. Should he stay in Blisthban (forgive spelling if incorrect) and explore his surroundings further? Or should he head towards the port he had overheard people talking about. While he was pondering, his stomach gave an angry rumble. With his hunger now fresh in his mind, he decided to wait on the adventure to the port, and search for employment and food if available.
He noticed a woman checking her purse, and heard coins jingling inside. He gave a sigh of dissapointment. Since he had lived in the woods and made do with what was available, he had little use for money. However it seemed it was necesary in this village. He'd have to find some quick if he were to survive. It appeared the people here had a high regard for material things. Again he sighed, for his only valuable possesion was his faithful war wolf, and there was absolutely no price for his companionship and protection. He looked over and smiled at the beast. "Come Makambo, perhaps we can scare a stranger so badly he'll drop his food." He gave a small smile at no-one in particular, and headed back towards the main road, his furry friend trotting happily along side him.
Walking back he passed an open door, and heard angry loud voices coming out of the darkness. Barely visable in the darkness was the outline of what appeared to be a man...with wings??? Yes, they were wings! Never had he seen such a sight. He stopped and stared in amazement and listened to the argument coming from within the darkness...
((OOC: I'd send this in an pm, but am having trouble with that for some reason. Anyways, since Tukano will possibly be busy for awhile, and did'nt leave any info on our character's interaction, I'll say Stapleton decided to ignore Luna's advice and again struck out on his own. I don't want to get too far behind in the game. Oh and no worries Tukano. I know its hard keeping up with everything going on here, so we can have our char.'s meet up later if you so wish. As for the background story, I like the idea. Kalamos: Would also like to suggest perhaps some surprises along the way? Example...Thief jumps in front of Stapleton's path during travel to...or something of the sort? Anyways enough yammering from me.))
Stapleton was bothered by the female's words for some reason. He could'nt explain why, so he declined the offer made by her. Instead he turned and walked down the alley to the road ahead. He looked both ways, deciding on what to do next. Should he stay in Blisthban (forgive spelling if incorrect) and explore his surroundings further? Or should he head towards the port he had overheard people talking about. While he was pondering, his stomach gave an angry rumble. With his hunger now fresh in his mind, he decided to wait on the adventure to the port, and search for employment and food if available.
He noticed a woman checking her purse, and heard coins jingling inside. He gave a sigh of dissapointment. Since he had lived in the woods and made do with what was available, he had little use for money. However it seemed it was necesary in this village. He'd have to find some quick if he were to survive. It appeared the people here had a high regard for material things. Again he sighed, for his only valuable possesion was his faithful war wolf, and there was absolutely no price for his companionship and protection. He looked over and smiled at the beast. "Come Makambo, perhaps we can scare a stranger so badly he'll drop his food." He gave a small smile at no-one in particular, and headed back towards the main road, his furry friend trotting happily along side him.
Walking back he passed an open door, and heard angry loud voices coming out of the darkness. Barely visable in the darkness was the outline of what appeared to be a man...with wings??? Yes, they were wings! Never had he seen such a sight. He stopped and stared in amazement and listened to the argument coming from within the darkness...
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(OOC: spoke with Cassandra and we kinda have the blueprint for a shared storyline of sorts... so, with Waylander now here and I assume the authorities also on the way, Vega's gonna grab her and take off--using his wolf quickness to execute the surprise move.
If Lucius or Waylander or both wanna hook up and try to follow, c'mon. I have an idea to get this moving, if people have no objections. It would also give Night Raptor an excuse to engage in some abject slaughter.)
If Lucius or Waylander or both wanna hook up and try to follow, c'mon. I have an idea to get this moving, if people have no objections. It would also give Night Raptor an excuse to engage in some abject slaughter.)
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The killing of Ayal with permission to do so from him
Night Raptor was clearly agitated with everyone in the room. "Time to die Ayal," Night Raptor yelled as he jumped towards Ayal with lightning fast speed. N.R. didn't kill Ayal right off the bat, he merely toyed with Ayal until N.R. had Ayal bleeding, broken and how Night Raptor wanted him. The weapon that Night Raptor used mostly against Ayal was his Wooden Staff, and the last ones that Night Raptor used against Ayal was the Razor Sharp Daggers. Once Night Raptor was statisfied with the killing of Ayal, he turned to face the rest of the group.
(To Vega, are you still in the room at this point or have you taken Rachel already?)
Night Raptor was clearly agitated with everyone in the room. "Time to die Ayal," Night Raptor yelled as he jumped towards Ayal with lightning fast speed. N.R. didn't kill Ayal right off the bat, he merely toyed with Ayal until N.R. had Ayal bleeding, broken and how Night Raptor wanted him. The weapon that Night Raptor used mostly against Ayal was his Wooden Staff, and the last ones that Night Raptor used against Ayal was the Razor Sharp Daggers. Once Night Raptor was statisfied with the killing of Ayal, he turned to face the rest of the group.
(To Vega, are you still in the room at this point or have you taken Rachel already?)
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((You know for a tickling rpg there is a lot of combat here 😉 ))
(Yea officially dropping out. Life got busy, havent had time to read any of this at all, etc. etc. That, and the whole, hatred of human-kind bit growing again; least thing I want to do is talk, discuss, etc. right now. Just, I dunno, if my characters absence is a bit of a nuisence, someone find a reason? Shrug. Sorry if I caused anything, you know, bad)
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ticklishrilina said:
OOC: Hope that doesn't make you want to quit. I lost two players already.
Rachel can't do anything right now, being bound and gagged on the bed. I will wait till Vega makes his move.
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(To Rilina, what did you expect? Every ticklee in this RPG to get tickled without mercy? That happens but if you will recall from the beginning of this RPG, a WAR has broken out between clans. War generally means combat. Great, another bites the dust. People, just because you are away from this thread for a long period(s) of time, doesn't mean that you have to give up on it. just read over other people's posts and make an attempt to catch up or continue from where you left off in your posts. Life is so much fun when all of the characters make this story a bit more interesting. Happy hunting and tickling.)
Introducing an NPC
(OOC: Hue, mighta been a good idea to write that question to me BEFORE killing the slaver. Whatever, I'll make it work...)
Dauntas, captain in the Bisnathium guard, raced down the street, trying to jerk his poniard from its scabbard. A score of guardsmen followed right behind, making a beeline for the dwelling of the apothecary.
Discovering the architects of the melee had not been difficult. After all, he had been present at the tavern--with Ayal the slaver--when it began. A motley crew it was that took place in that brawl!
In the ensuing battle in the streets, it had been rather easy to trace the path of the rampaging warriors in the otherwise-peaceful city... especially when bystanders reported one of them had wings! The thought of facing such an inhuman foe chilled the captain's blood--but he had a financial obligation to Ayal, whose steady stream of bribes were allowing him to alleviate his debts to the gambling houses of the town.
They reached the apothecary, and Dauntas motioned to his men, who began to surround the dwelling. A few of them drew swords, while the rest notched arrows to their bows and prepared to fire.
It was then that Dauntas heard a cry of mortal agony... from a very familiar voice. His hand clenched on the handle of his short sowrd as he recognized the death cry of that of Ayal.
Realizing his financial benefactor had perished, and momentarily forgetting the questionable legal situations Ayal had placed him in from time to time thanks to those steady payments, Dauntas called out in a clear, loud voice.
"YOU! IN THERE! THIS IS A CAPTAIN OF THE BISANTHIUM GUARD! WE HAVE THE BUILDING SURROUNDED! SURRENDER NOW OR DIE!"
(OOC: Hue, mighta been a good idea to write that question to me BEFORE killing the slaver. Whatever, I'll make it work...)
Dauntas, captain in the Bisnathium guard, raced down the street, trying to jerk his poniard from its scabbard. A score of guardsmen followed right behind, making a beeline for the dwelling of the apothecary.
Discovering the architects of the melee had not been difficult. After all, he had been present at the tavern--with Ayal the slaver--when it began. A motley crew it was that took place in that brawl!
In the ensuing battle in the streets, it had been rather easy to trace the path of the rampaging warriors in the otherwise-peaceful city... especially when bystanders reported one of them had wings! The thought of facing such an inhuman foe chilled the captain's blood--but he had a financial obligation to Ayal, whose steady stream of bribes were allowing him to alleviate his debts to the gambling houses of the town.
They reached the apothecary, and Dauntas motioned to his men, who began to surround the dwelling. A few of them drew swords, while the rest notched arrows to their bows and prepared to fire.
It was then that Dauntas heard a cry of mortal agony... from a very familiar voice. His hand clenched on the handle of his short sowrd as he recognized the death cry of that of Ayal.
Realizing his financial benefactor had perished, and momentarily forgetting the questionable legal situations Ayal had placed him in from time to time thanks to those steady payments, Dauntas called out in a clear, loud voice.
"YOU! IN THERE! THIS IS A CAPTAIN OF THE BISANTHIUM GUARD! WE HAVE THE BUILDING SURROUNDED! SURRENDER NOW OR DIE!"
Vega cursed his laziness.
He had been so busy sizing up the black-clad newcomer into the room--his garb and fighting stance in particular drew his attention--that he missed the pounce and strike of the reptilian warrior. Mere seconds later, Ayal lay lifeless in a pool of his own blood.
Scarcely had the spatter, screams and gurgle ceased that he turned to face the other three combatants... and Vega realized any debt he had to the slaver died when he fell under blade.
Before anything else could happen, though...
"YOU! IN THERE! THIS IS A CAPTAIN OF THE BISANTHIUM GUARD! WE HAVE THE BUILDING SURROUNDED! SURRENDER NOW OR DIE!"
All four warriors whirled to face the door.
"Weapons are forbidden within the city..." Lucius murmured. "I believe we might be in some trouble."
The presence of the guardsmen outside sent Vega springing into action. The sudden movement, rendered even quicker thanks to his superhuman relfexes, left the other three pausing as he drew his broadsword and swung it in an arc around his head to clear space. He turned toward the bed... and saw one of Ayal's two silent bodyguards poised with a dagger above the head of the dancing girl!
"NO!" Vega said, stabbing forward with the sword through his heart. As he pulled the sword free, he scooped the dancing girl up onto his left shoulder in one smooth motion. He turned, seeing the first human intruder trying to approach, and delivered a kick with his left leg to the solar plexus. He fell back with a loud ''OOF", being sent backward into the wall.
Vega looked left and right, and saw the dark-clad man and reptilian warrior closing in. With only one arm to use to fight, he began to curse his impetuousness until...
KER-SLAM!
Suddenly, the front door of the apothecary burst open and four guardsmen poured through the door, swords drawn.
"HALT OR DIE!" one of them, a squat man wielding a short sword, demanded.
The interruption distracted the other two warriors in the room, giving Vega his chance as he glanced back over his shoulder briefly at the still-bound apothecary.
"I am sorry..." he said, before leaping forward.
As Vega jumped with tremendous velocity, he saw the defiance on the faces of the guards melt into shock. Lowering his shoulder, ducking his head and cradling the dancing girl against his own body he SMASHED into the guardsmen! Armor, helmets, swords and clubs went scattering in all directions as he burst through into the street. Landing onto his feet, he took off as a sudden storm of arrows started to whistle through the air.
Snarling, Vega accelerated. In that moment, the base animal instincts that waited to be triggered--traits that, in truth, lay deep beneath the psyche of even the most civilized man--took over. Vega's senses grew focused on one specific goal--escape.
His legs began to increase the pace, ignorant of any pain or fatigue, as he raised back into the shadows of a nearby alleyway. Vega could pick up the surprised voices of the guardsmen, which quickly receded as he made one turn--then another--descending deeper and deeper into the labyrinth of alleys.
Finally, he halted, sniffing the air a few times. Satisfied, he turned toward the double doors of a dingy building to his left, kicking it in.
Vega stuck his head into the structure, giving a low whistle--and hearing the satisfied snorting grunt of a horse in response. Grinning, Vega opened the double doors and a thin gray horse trotted out.
Whose steed was it? Vega didn't know. Nor did he care.
Ironically, in all his travels and ventures as a freebooter, he had never added "horse thief" to his list of misdeeds.
Until now.
He mounted, placing the girl on the horse in front of him, and jerked the reins, sending the horse sprinting out into the alleyway. He led it out into the street and then off, toward the nearest road out of the city.
* About an hour later... *
Once out of the city, Vega stopped in a secluded grove of trees, unclasping his cloak and laying it on the ground. Then, with a surprising gentleness, he laid the dancing girl down on the garment, and withdrew a short dagger to cut her bonds.
"You are free," Vega said. "My contract with the slaver prevented me from liberating the apothecary... until he died, of course. I only wish I had been able to act in time to rescue you both. You may go... go wh--"
Why did he suddenly feel pain?
Vega looked down and to his right, and saw the feathered shaft of an arrow extending from between his second and third rib--and the steady flow of blood that accompanied it.
Vega blinked once, falling forward onto his knees.
Then, darkness.
He had been so busy sizing up the black-clad newcomer into the room--his garb and fighting stance in particular drew his attention--that he missed the pounce and strike of the reptilian warrior. Mere seconds later, Ayal lay lifeless in a pool of his own blood.
Scarcely had the spatter, screams and gurgle ceased that he turned to face the other three combatants... and Vega realized any debt he had to the slaver died when he fell under blade.
Before anything else could happen, though...
"YOU! IN THERE! THIS IS A CAPTAIN OF THE BISANTHIUM GUARD! WE HAVE THE BUILDING SURROUNDED! SURRENDER NOW OR DIE!"
All four warriors whirled to face the door.
"Weapons are forbidden within the city..." Lucius murmured. "I believe we might be in some trouble."
The presence of the guardsmen outside sent Vega springing into action. The sudden movement, rendered even quicker thanks to his superhuman relfexes, left the other three pausing as he drew his broadsword and swung it in an arc around his head to clear space. He turned toward the bed... and saw one of Ayal's two silent bodyguards poised with a dagger above the head of the dancing girl!
"NO!" Vega said, stabbing forward with the sword through his heart. As he pulled the sword free, he scooped the dancing girl up onto his left shoulder in one smooth motion. He turned, seeing the first human intruder trying to approach, and delivered a kick with his left leg to the solar plexus. He fell back with a loud ''OOF", being sent backward into the wall.
Vega looked left and right, and saw the dark-clad man and reptilian warrior closing in. With only one arm to use to fight, he began to curse his impetuousness until...
KER-SLAM!
Suddenly, the front door of the apothecary burst open and four guardsmen poured through the door, swords drawn.
"HALT OR DIE!" one of them, a squat man wielding a short sword, demanded.
The interruption distracted the other two warriors in the room, giving Vega his chance as he glanced back over his shoulder briefly at the still-bound apothecary.
"I am sorry..." he said, before leaping forward.
As Vega jumped with tremendous velocity, he saw the defiance on the faces of the guards melt into shock. Lowering his shoulder, ducking his head and cradling the dancing girl against his own body he SMASHED into the guardsmen! Armor, helmets, swords and clubs went scattering in all directions as he burst through into the street. Landing onto his feet, he took off as a sudden storm of arrows started to whistle through the air.
Snarling, Vega accelerated. In that moment, the base animal instincts that waited to be triggered--traits that, in truth, lay deep beneath the psyche of even the most civilized man--took over. Vega's senses grew focused on one specific goal--escape.
His legs began to increase the pace, ignorant of any pain or fatigue, as he raised back into the shadows of a nearby alleyway. Vega could pick up the surprised voices of the guardsmen, which quickly receded as he made one turn--then another--descending deeper and deeper into the labyrinth of alleys.
Finally, he halted, sniffing the air a few times. Satisfied, he turned toward the double doors of a dingy building to his left, kicking it in.
Vega stuck his head into the structure, giving a low whistle--and hearing the satisfied snorting grunt of a horse in response. Grinning, Vega opened the double doors and a thin gray horse trotted out.
Whose steed was it? Vega didn't know. Nor did he care.
Ironically, in all his travels and ventures as a freebooter, he had never added "horse thief" to his list of misdeeds.
Until now.
He mounted, placing the girl on the horse in front of him, and jerked the reins, sending the horse sprinting out into the alleyway. He led it out into the street and then off, toward the nearest road out of the city.
* About an hour later... *
Once out of the city, Vega stopped in a secluded grove of trees, unclasping his cloak and laying it on the ground. Then, with a surprising gentleness, he laid the dancing girl down on the garment, and withdrew a short dagger to cut her bonds.
"You are free," Vega said. "My contract with the slaver prevented me from liberating the apothecary... until he died, of course. I only wish I had been able to act in time to rescue you both. You may go... go wh--"
Why did he suddenly feel pain?
Vega looked down and to his right, and saw the feathered shaft of an arrow extending from between his second and third rib--and the steady flow of blood that accompanied it.
Vega blinked once, falling forward onto his knees.
Then, darkness.
(OOC: So there we have it. This puts into motion a storyline for the Vega and Rachel characters that Cassandra and I agreed to.
I'd request that Hue and country don't kill Dauntas--apparently the good Kalamos has some intent in mind for our captain of the guard.
I don't plan on running him as a character, but I'll work up a sheet on him as an NPC as soon as I have time.
Good luck to the rest of you guys in your exploits in this little fictional--and always growing--world.)
I'd request that Hue and country don't kill Dauntas--apparently the good Kalamos has some intent in mind for our captain of the guard.
I don't plan on running him as a character, but I'll work up a sheet on him as an NPC as soon as I have time.
Good luck to the rest of you guys in your exploits in this little fictional--and always growing--world.)
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Waylander had found the sight of Night Raptor slaughtering Ayal somewhat satisfying. His only regret was that he had not been able to do it himself. Night Raptor then turned to face everyone else in the room. He had that blood lust in his eyes that was a common thing sight to Waylander. He recognized the scarlet haze in his eyes, his irregular breathing, his clenching fists on the hilt of his weapon. This was not a good thing. Hopefully something came along that would distract his attention from the others in the room.
Something did come up. The constable who had been talking with Ayal in the tavern before all of this had started was outside, with a large number of men from what Waylander could hear, telling them to surrender or die. It was not the best of situations, but hopefully everyone in the room could band together to get out of it.
Something did come up. The constable who had been talking with Ayal in the tavern before all of this had started was outside, with a large number of men from what Waylander could hear, telling them to surrender or die. It was not the best of situations, but hopefully everyone in the room could band together to get out of it.
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Vega, in a flurry of movement, managed to kill Ayal's guardsmen with his sword and swoop up Rachel at the same time. Waylander was not about to let this man get away with Rachel again. He merely put his hand on the hilt of his sword and moved forward, determined to kill the man, when four guardsmen burst through the door. Being caught off guard, he hesitated for a split second, in which time Vega charged through the guards, using his sword to clear them away. Waylander immediately charged after him, unsheathing his sword. Since the guards men were still slightly disoriented, he used this to his advantage. Impaling one guard in the throat, he pushed him into the guard next to him, impaling him as well. A third guard turned and began to come at him. Waylander let go of his sword, grabbed the man's arm as it came forward, turned and bent it over his shoulder, breaking the elbow. The man's screams of pain were silenced as Waylander shot his palm out onto the man's jaw in a sideways strike, snapping his neck. The fourth guard was on the ground, still trying to recover his senses after being struck with Vega's sword. Waylander dislodged his sword from the now dead guards and ran for the door, decapitating the kneeling man as he passed him. He had to hurry if he wanted to catch up to Vega. He only hoped the others would join him.
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(OOC: Rilina, what about if my char Castorp and his companion Luna settle your debts with the money they stole from Brazorf, rescuing you, and we together, with the other players who want a more relational and tk oriented RPG, develop a more "relaxed" setup?
I'll be on line again on Friday)
I'll be on line again on Friday)
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"Why did you save me when you were the one who kidnapped me?" Rachel wanted to ask once the man cut the ropes binding her hands and feet. She pulled off the scarf gag and spit out the ball of cloth in her mouth, all kinds of questions running through her head. Did this man save her out of nothing more than kindness? It certainly looked like it, considering that he took huge risks to get her to safety and would have rescued Rilina as well if he had the chance.
As she removed the ropes and tossed them aside, she noticed blood flowing from the man's body. The next thing she knew, he collapsed in a heap. "Hey, are you alright?" Rachel asked nervously, gently shaking him by the shoulder. He must have passed out from the blood loss, she thought while looking left and right for someone who might be able to help him. But they were in a forested area outside Bisanthium, far from the crowds.
"I'm so sorry if this will hurt you..." Rachel whispered. She gripped the arrow shaft sticking out from between the stranger's ribs and, in one motion, pulled it out of his body. She knew nothing about removing arrows from human bodies so she would have to use this straightforward method. Then, picking up the scarf that was used to gag her earlier, she wiped away the stream of blood by carefully pressing it over the wound. She did this while kneeling at the man's side, waiting for him to regain consciousness. And when he wakes up, she would have her questions answered.
As she removed the ropes and tossed them aside, she noticed blood flowing from the man's body. The next thing she knew, he collapsed in a heap. "Hey, are you alright?" Rachel asked nervously, gently shaking him by the shoulder. He must have passed out from the blood loss, she thought while looking left and right for someone who might be able to help him. But they were in a forested area outside Bisanthium, far from the crowds.
"I'm so sorry if this will hurt you..." Rachel whispered. She gripped the arrow shaft sticking out from between the stranger's ribs and, in one motion, pulled it out of his body. She knew nothing about removing arrows from human bodies so she would have to use this straightforward method. Then, picking up the scarf that was used to gag her earlier, she wiped away the stream of blood by carefully pressing it over the wound. She did this while kneeling at the man's side, waiting for him to regain consciousness. And when he wakes up, she would have her questions answered.
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Stapleton had remained almost motionless until he heard running footsteps heading in his direction. Fearing he would be charged for crimes he had not committed, simply because of his appearance. He hurried as fast as he could across the road from the building, and crouched low in the shadows. It was'nt long before armed guards had appeared and surrounded the structure.
"YOU! IN THERE! THIS IS A CAPTAIN OF THE BISANTHIUM GUARD! WE HAVE THE BUILDING SURROUNDED! SURRENDER NOW OR DIE!" Stapleton drew in a deep breath at the words being yelled at the building. Never had he seen such a sight of anger or hatred. He shook with fear as he stared unblinking in the direction of the action. Makambo, sensing this, pressed close to his master, trying to eliminate the fear he felt, whining quietly. Stapleton quickly hushed the noise with a pat on the head and pressed deeper into the shadows. It was'nt long before the guards rushed inside. What followed was a flurry of action and noise, along with flying bodies. Soon a stranger flew with lightning speed through the door, carrying what appeared to be a female upon his shoulders. He moved to fast for Stapleton to get a clear reading, however a fleeting glance of the stranger fleeing out of town crossed his mind.
"YOU THERE! STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" Stapleton's eyes grew wide, as a guard approached him, sword drawn. His breathing became increasingly quick as one thought entered his mind. 'Flee!' he thought to himself. "Defence!" he yelled suddenly leaping to his feet and running as fast as he could, away from the approaching guard. The guard meanwhile was about to pursue, but was suddenly taken to the ground with the force of a dozen men. At Stapleton's word, Makambo had lept at the stranger wishing to do his master harm and pounced with lightning speed. With no time to react, the guard fell hard to the ground. He yelped in pain, releasing the blade as the animal sunk his teeth into the guard's forearm.
The attack ended as quickly as it had started. The guard lay holding his bleeding arm, watching the animal flee after the strange looking creature he had protected. If he was not mistaken, the pair had followed the same path he had seen the horse run to, not moments before. Whether the group were together was still unknown.
Stapleton ran blindly through the darkness, feeling the sting of low hung branches and vines. It did'nt matter though, as long as he was safe from harm. He also did'nt care in which direction he was heading either. Only one thing was certain in his mind. He needed an alliance with someone...anyone who was willing to travel with him. His battle skills were novice, bordering on non-existance. Running short of breath, he slowed his pace, but kept moving, knowing that his trusted war wolf would soon find him. The question was, would he (Stapleton) find anybody in the meantime...
"YOU! IN THERE! THIS IS A CAPTAIN OF THE BISANTHIUM GUARD! WE HAVE THE BUILDING SURROUNDED! SURRENDER NOW OR DIE!" Stapleton drew in a deep breath at the words being yelled at the building. Never had he seen such a sight of anger or hatred. He shook with fear as he stared unblinking in the direction of the action. Makambo, sensing this, pressed close to his master, trying to eliminate the fear he felt, whining quietly. Stapleton quickly hushed the noise with a pat on the head and pressed deeper into the shadows. It was'nt long before the guards rushed inside. What followed was a flurry of action and noise, along with flying bodies. Soon a stranger flew with lightning speed through the door, carrying what appeared to be a female upon his shoulders. He moved to fast for Stapleton to get a clear reading, however a fleeting glance of the stranger fleeing out of town crossed his mind.
"YOU THERE! STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" Stapleton's eyes grew wide, as a guard approached him, sword drawn. His breathing became increasingly quick as one thought entered his mind. 'Flee!' he thought to himself. "Defence!" he yelled suddenly leaping to his feet and running as fast as he could, away from the approaching guard. The guard meanwhile was about to pursue, but was suddenly taken to the ground with the force of a dozen men. At Stapleton's word, Makambo had lept at the stranger wishing to do his master harm and pounced with lightning speed. With no time to react, the guard fell hard to the ground. He yelped in pain, releasing the blade as the animal sunk his teeth into the guard's forearm.
The attack ended as quickly as it had started. The guard lay holding his bleeding arm, watching the animal flee after the strange looking creature he had protected. If he was not mistaken, the pair had followed the same path he had seen the horse run to, not moments before. Whether the group were together was still unknown.
Stapleton ran blindly through the darkness, feeling the sting of low hung branches and vines. It did'nt matter though, as long as he was safe from harm. He also did'nt care in which direction he was heading either. Only one thing was certain in his mind. He needed an alliance with someone...anyone who was willing to travel with him. His battle skills were novice, bordering on non-existance. Running short of breath, he slowed his pace, but kept moving, knowing that his trusted war wolf would soon find him. The question was, would he (Stapleton) find anybody in the meantime...
Hue
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You DARE mess with a Half Human, Half Dragon with Dragon Blood?!?!?!?!
Having just killed Ayal, and having all these foolish guards pour in the buildling, N.R. licks his lips and shouts, "You DARE mess with a Half Human, Half Dragon with Dragon Blood ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" (I hope Waylander, Rachel, Vega, and any other character besides the guards have ducked out of Night Raptor's way by now) Night Raptor then steps back a couple of paces, transforms into a full dragon, and breathes fire at the newcomers. N.R. stops his flaming fury (no pun intended, just meant from that he has stopped breathing fire), takes a deep breath, and looks at his most recent destruction. As Night Raptor relaxes, he transforms into his full human form and is holding his Wooden Staff with his daggers at his sides and his Scythe is strapped on his back.
"I bid thee farewell," Night Raptor said with a bow and a wave with his Wooden Staff. As he did that, Night Raptor vanished from sight of the remaining humans in the room with him. Somewhere outside, came the thunderous nosie of Night Raptor's dragon wings flapping and taking flight.
Having just killed Ayal, and having all these foolish guards pour in the buildling, N.R. licks his lips and shouts, "You DARE mess with a Half Human, Half Dragon with Dragon Blood ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" (I hope Waylander, Rachel, Vega, and any other character besides the guards have ducked out of Night Raptor's way by now) Night Raptor then steps back a couple of paces, transforms into a full dragon, and breathes fire at the newcomers. N.R. stops his flaming fury (no pun intended, just meant from that he has stopped breathing fire), takes a deep breath, and looks at his most recent destruction. As Night Raptor relaxes, he transforms into his full human form and is holding his Wooden Staff with his daggers at his sides and his Scythe is strapped on his back.
"I bid thee farewell," Night Raptor said with a bow and a wave with his Wooden Staff. As he did that, Night Raptor vanished from sight of the remaining humans in the room with him. Somewhere outside, came the thunderous nosie of Night Raptor's dragon wings flapping and taking flight.
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Hue said:
OOC: Either she hops out on her own or someone gets her out of there. If no one does it and hopping out is impossible, I'll do it with an NPC if it's okay with Rilina.
And then deliver her into the hands of another tickler...
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