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Post by Verlorin on Aug 11, 2007 2:47:48 GMT -5
It was a day after the death of the king and Verlorin was still not alert that he was to be Heir. His got a note from his brother Soronus. He wished to speak with him privately for some matter. Soronus was the cruelest to him when he was younger and that he still could not accept but being a loyal brother like he was he agreed to meet him. He walked slowly on the stone floor passing all the coffins filled with the remains of kings before him. "I am glad you made it Little Brother..." A voice echoed as he treaded silently. "Soronus where are you?" He asked his voice was soft and full of innocence. His rapier stayed sheathed to his side as his chain shirt was under his large white tunic. He was wearing dark brown leather breaches with dark brown field boots. On his back was a quiver full of arrows and a long bow.
"Where I am is not important little brother..." The voice replied as there was a creaking sound then a thud as the large doors behind him shut with a loud thud. "Soronus what is the meaning of this!?" He asked as he looked back to the closed door. "You know little brother father always loved you more then me..." The voice said softly as there was another creaking sound. He looked around blindly for his brother. "Oh... No one told you did they... You are to be heir but pity... That you're ancestors will be the death of you..." He chuckled lightly as the creaking grew. Verlorin turned his head and saw the Skeletons rise from there graves. "Soronus! I forgave you all the times you were cruel to me but I would have never thought you would tread on god's path and raise the dead. That is Heresy!" He shouted as he drew his rapier. Suddenly he channeled magic through his body as light flowed through the large chamber. Suddenly all the skeletons around him flew back. He then sprinted towards the door knowing that his rapier would not do much against the undead. "someone Help!" He screamed as he banged his fist against the stone door. "Give up Verlorin... You are trapped now..." Soronus chuckled softly his voice a sadistic laugh.
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Post by Dulcea on Aug 11, 2007 2:57:22 GMT -5
Dulcea had been making her rounds in the castle, as she was told to pose as a guard to keep Verlorin safe. She did as she was told and wore chainmail armor over her usual green outfit. At this specific moment, she wasn't wearing her well known many layer cloak, in fear that someone might realize that she wasn't a guard afterall. She was in fact a well known swordswoman, one of the best on the Coast, chosen to protect the kings youngest son from the enemies that he surely will find. Dulcea had been walking past the Hall of Remembrance when she heard a mans voice, pleading for help. She recognized the voice. It was that of the one she was to protect, Verlorin.
She ran towards the large stone door, hearing his voice on the other side. He was in trouble, or else why would he be asking for help? He could surely take care of himself if it wasn't something to dangerous. But hearing his cry made Dulcea realize that maybe he was in trouble..big trouble. She kicked the door hard, causing it to budge a little. It was a heavy door and would take Dulcea a few moments to break through, even if she was stronger than most. She rammed herself up against the door, causing it to budge a little more. She gave one last running kick and the door burst open. She tore into the room with her long sword drawn and shield up, ready to fight whatever was trying to harm Verlorin. To her surprise, she saw Skeletons lying scattered about the floor. But they were starting to stir again, which meant there would be a fight.
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Post by Verlorin on Aug 11, 2007 3:04:48 GMT -5
Verlorin jumped as he saw the large door burst open and seeing a Woman. He blushed light red as suddenly the Skeletons rose again and ran to words him. He heard the clicking of his feet and right when he turned around he thrusted his hand forward suddenly there was a sizzling sound then a flash of light as a bolt of light shot out of his hand and hit the nearest skeleton to him forcing it to fall apart. "Heh not so bad brother but you're training will not get you though this..." Soronus said with a soft cackle as more Skeletons rose from there graves.
"Brother how could you desecrate our ancestors..." He asked softly as another skeleton bolted towards him. Verlorin thrusted his rapier at it knocking the Skeletons head off. It suddenly went about trying to find its head as Verlorin Jumped back to the woman as he glanced at her again. "W-who are you?" He asked her his voice did not sound like it had a natural studder as he looked back to the Undead. He gulped lightly as a few more came rushing towards them.
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Post by Dulcea on Aug 11, 2007 3:10:46 GMT -5
Dulcea looked around the hall as she heard a booming male voice. She couldn't see where it was coming from, but seeing as there were animated dead..She knew that there had to be a necromancer in the hall somewhere..hiding from them. She twirled her sword in her hand as a skeleton came near her. She slashed her blade in the air, causing the skeletons lower body to scatter about, knocking it off its feet. Of course, her attack would have been much more effective if it had been with a blunt weapon, which at the moment she didn't have on hand. She held her shield up to block the blow of one skeleton before she kicked the legs out from under, sending it sprawling on the floor, bones shattering all around.
Dulcea figured it was as good of time as ever to tell the young man who she was. "I'm Dulcea. Master Warrior of the Coast." She said as she slashed her blade at another skeleton that seemed eager to make her bleed. The skeleton failed miserably at its attempt to harm her and was sent flying across the room with a hard slash from her blade. "I am here to protect you! You're Guardian!" She said quickly as she scanned the room again for the person who was responsible for causing all these problems.
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Post by Verlorin on Aug 11, 2007 3:18:01 GMT -5
He blinked confused for a moment. "My Guardian?" He asked as he ducked under an attack swiftly. He was dodging most of the blows that were coming to him. It was obvious he had fast reflexes and was swift. He quickly smashed the hilt of his blade into one the skeletons skulls sending it tumbling into the ground and falling apart. The light still remained as skeletons then begun to fall apart. "YOU LITTLE BRAT!" The voice spat it was aparent that the boy concentrated the room. He then looked back to her dodging another attack. "So... You... Are here to save me? Thank Saint Gabriel..." He said softly as he jumped back dodging another attack.
Suddenly he felt something invisible by sight brush past him and it stood behind Dulcea. He made out something metallic in its hands. "Behind you!" He shouted as the knife thrusted forward quickly towards the back of her neck. Quickly Verlorin stabbed forward with his blade clipping it on the shoulder and causing it to miss her barely. Suddenly the persons invisibility faded away. A tall man wearing black robes with long black hair and a long black beard appeared. "You Little Brat!" He Spat as he thrusted his dagger to words Verlorin stabbing into his right shoulder. Verlorin yelped in pain as he fell to his knees.
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Post by Dulcea on Aug 11, 2007 3:25:03 GMT -5
"Yes!" Dulcea yelled as she ducked under the attack of an advancing skeleton. She thrust her shield towards the skeleton, knocking it to the ground. The booming male voice echoed around the room again, seeming to be getting angrier and angrier by the minute. "Yes I am here to save you." Dulcea said as she turned to him and blew a strand of curly light brown hair out of her now red and slightly sweaty face.
Dulcea should have realized that someone was behind her. Her senses were quite good, even though she was but a mere human. Verlorin cried out "Behind you!" as Dulcea turned to see a man. He held a dagger that had been plunged deeply into the shoulder of Verlorin. If she let Verlorin die..Then she will have let the king down and failed her mission. She couldn't let that happend. He needed healing but as long as this man was alive, he wouldn't let that happen. Dulcea drew her sword back and plunged it towards the man that had stabbed Verlorin.
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Post by Verlorin on Aug 11, 2007 3:29:47 GMT -5
The man quickly parried the blow with his dagger which was a difficult feat. But due to the force of the strike he dropped the dagger. Suddenly he charged a strange magical aura that seemed purple into his right hand and thrusted it to Dulcea. "Die you wench!" He barked as the magical hand flew near her shoulder.
Verlorin winced in pain as he saw blood seep out of his wound. The dagger was not poisoned how Verlorin could tell was he could not feel a toxin working through his veins. "I... I will be fine..." He groaned lightly as the attack was coming closer to Dolcea. Verlorin reached weakly to grab his blade but he knew it would be to late.
((You are allowed to deal a none killing blow on The man ^^))
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Post by Dulcea on Aug 11, 2007 3:36:32 GMT -5
(Okie dokie!)
Her sword fell to the ground, a loud clancking sound echoing around the large room. She had failed in her attempt to harm the man and was now about to pay for it. Her eyes widened at the sight of the purple magic that was swelling in his hand. She had one shot and one shot only to stop him, at least from killing her at the moment. She reached down into her boot quickly and pulled out a dagger. She thrust it at the man, not really caring where she hit him, as long as it gave her a few extra moments.
She noticed that Velorin was bleeding, not terribly bad but if left untreated, could be fatal. He looked as if he was trying to help but Dulcea feared that his attack would be too late as she saw the purple glow coming nearer to her. She took a deep breath, praying that her attack had done enough to stop this attack.
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Post by Verlorin on Aug 11, 2007 23:41:43 GMT -5
The robed man shrieked at the dagger hit him several inches away from his heart. He fell back his eyes filled with shock. As this happened there was a light glow in Verlorins hand and he healed his shoulder wound slowly. He then watched the man stumble back and fall against the wall. "It is over brother..." He said softly as he slowly stood up and picked up his rapier.
He pointed the blade to the mans neck as he cut it lightly. "I will forgive you for this but if you try this again I will have you executed..." The brother spat at his foot lightly. "Be d**ned to you and you're wench companion... I will not be caught by you... We have much bigger plans for this kingdom." He said with a soft sadistic smile as his body glowed and suddenly he turned into mist and flew away. Verlorin winced as he leaned against a wall slowly. "We must leave this kingdom..." He said to her softly he used his magic foolishly. "I fear that I am not safe here anymore..."
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Post by Dulcea on Aug 11, 2007 23:57:11 GMT -5
Dulcea let out a small gasp as her attack had been successful. Her dagger plunged into the mans chest, missing his heart, but causing his magic to end for the moment. Dulcea's eyes widend as she saw Verlorin heal himself. "A paladin.." She thought to herself with a smile as she stood back up on her feet, picking up her sword as she did so. She turned to see Verlorin with his rapier. What really surprised her was that the man, the very one that had been trying to kill them both, ended up being Verlorin's brother!
Dulcea watched intently as she saw the blood trickling lightly down the mans neck. The man said a few words that Dulcea coudn't make out before disapearing as he turned into a mist and left the room. She nodded slightly before speaking. "We must get you far from here. At least to the Coast or the High Moor." She said as she pushed her sword back in it's sheath.
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Post by Verlorin on Aug 12, 2007 0:10:13 GMT -5
He looked back to her and blushed light red. "Ok..." He said softly his voice was soft and sweet again. He looked down now meekly as he shiethed his rapier... "There are horses in the stable we can take... I have some coin so we will be able to last for a while..." He said softly to her as he looked down the halls. He then crossed his arms lightly as he looked back to her.
"I guess we should make haste before they send more people after us..." He said sweetly as he began to walk quickly he then turned his head and looked at her with a meek smile and looked away slowly. "This will be remembered as the strangest years of my life..." He said sweetly with a light laugh as he began to walk slowly towards the stables.
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Post by Dulcea on Aug 12, 2007 0:25:15 GMT -5
"There's a place on the Coast, Candlekeep. I think we'll be safe there. At least for a while." Dulcea said as she watched him closely. He was so young...He didn't need to have all this pushed upon him. This wasn't a life for a young man of 18. Sure, maybe one of 30 but definatly not one that was so young and innocent. She pulled her many layered green cloak around her, covering up her light wound that was only dripping a few drops of blood. She would be fine, seeing as she had beein fighting since the young age of 14. A little wound like this barely even caused her pain.
She looked to Verlorin, noticing that he looked a little nervous. "We will make haste. We musn't rest until we reach Gullykin. I'm close with the halflings there. They will keep us safe while she rest." Dulcea said quietly as she remembered all her adventures in the Feilds of the Dead. Some good, mostly bad, especially the ones that involved Durlag's Tower. Her once lover, Anomen, had perished there while they were searching for a lost group of merchants that were last seen in the area. She quickly shoot the thought out of her head and started walking towards the door.
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yesha
Peasant
Human Sorcerer
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Post by yesha on Aug 13, 2007 12:16:54 GMT -5
As irony would have it, the contingency of Yesha's awakening happened to be the burst of positive energy unleashed with the young paladin's consecrate. That one in a million linchpin gave life back to Yesha's long dormant cells, feeding off the healing energies from the wave. Loud noises echoed in Yesha's mind. A merger of the screams he heard before his life was proclaimed extinguished and other screams. These other screams seemed different somehow. Yesha couldn't quite place it in this dream like state. There was something more vivid, more real about the other screams. The aching of his head faded as the room grew quieter. When things died down to just footsteps echoing across the floor Yesha jerked up. Glancing up he saw the Halls of Remembrance and the great kings in their resting pla... Instantly Yesha directed his head toward the footsteps to see if they be friend or foe.
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Post by Verlorin on Aug 15, 2007 2:06:19 GMT -5
Verlorin suddenly heard something and he turned his head. "What was that..." He said softly he thought he saw something out of the side of his eye. He quickly ran back to the halls of remembrance as he spotted an older looking man. "Ummm... Who are you?" He asked him as he walked into the halls slowly steping carefully past the bones.
He then looked back to Dulcea and to the strange man. "I am sorry but I must depart... Tell no one that I was here..." He told the man as he slowly exited the room and ran back to Dulcea. "There is a strange old man in there..." He said rather calmly yet extremely confused.
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yesha
Peasant
Human Sorcerer
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Post by yesha on Aug 15, 2007 2:55:22 GMT -5
Yesha took note of the young man as he approached sizing him up just encase he dared to quarrel. As the young man drew near Yesha noticed a fresh wound on his right shoulder and deemed him not a thret. "Unless I'm quite mistake, I am Yesha."
"Go if you need to make haste and do not worry, I shant tell anyone your here." In honesty I'm not entirely sure I'm here Yesha thought to himself. Yesha then turned his eyes toward the old kings, who were looking a tad sprightly at the moment. To bring the kings back as puppets is a heresy... Yesha muttered to himself and something I'd best not get into. Time to get out of here as fast as humanly possible Yesha thought.
"On second thought I'll join you for a bit", Yesha said sprinting after the boy after he'd just went back into the hallway.
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