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gorman
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OoC: I'd post but I'm waitin on MM...
*as we followed the tiny looking...er...thing that MM called a Jub-Jub through the brush I wondered what could possibly scare the two mages more than what we just endoured with all of the air elementals. I was going to suggest that they some how solidify them so that they could no longer fly and blast us with air, but all in all we got his staff and were now on our way to reunite with MM's allies. I find it odd how I term them as his allies, as they were once mine too. I suppose in a way I wouldn't doubt if they still had a particular hatred for my backstabbing them. As we traveled I got rather bored with the walking and decided to poke through the goods that I had "borrowed" long ago at the Forts. There were weapons, pieces of paper with notes and other information's written on them. While reading I got caught up on the history of the Jub-Jub creatures. It was apparent they could literally strip a mage of his magical abilities rendering him helpless. I looked at the small creature and had to duck before my head hit an overhanging branch. Kaylianna snickered as I ducked and I shot her a surprised glance which made her straight faced again. As I resumed looking through my bag I noticed a rather fancy oaken staff. Withdrawing it I noticed finely etched details in its wood*
Gorman: Uhm...Kaylianna...
Kaylianna: Yes Gorm?
Gorman: I recall your staff breaking against a tree while we were back with the elementals...I just so happened to have this one handy and was curious as to if you'd like to use it?
*as she looked at me rather surprised she gladly accepted it. I almost felt as though while getting to know this rather attractive mage better on this journey was almost worth all the trouble of being bossed around. As she gave me a glance and smiled to herself I wondered if this trip would be all it's cracked up to be.*
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When all else fails... Take notes.... ALL the time... ESPECIALLY when playing D&D.... or Pokemon in my case
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RedSoxFan3
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Fan of Red Sox
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posted September 22, 2004 09:34 AM |
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RSF wondered the intricate tomb waiting for his spell to carry out its duration, going in and out of the various compartments. First he headed to where everything started, the chamber which held the Pendant of Salvation. 'What an ambiguous name!' And he realized that the pendant was created to hold the spirit of Motherdark where as her children were held by the Master Emerald. The Pendant of Salvation was perfectly logical from it's purpose. It was not meant to control the Forsaken Ones, but to contain Motherdark. The 'Salvation' was completely different than what he had expected.
But how would he could he contain Motherdark if she already already had the pendant? The question puzzled RSF, he stood there thinking deeply for several minutes and went nowhere. But RSF remembered the last time he was here, he wanted to read through the library within these tombs. Perhaps there was information on the Forsaken Ones, since seemingly everything within these tombs was somehow related to them.
He headed to the library to do a little research. He scanned several shelves of books. There were entire sets of books on simply one Forsaken One, Illyria having the most with 7 books. The book was extremely advanced going into the precise details of spells that the Forsaken Ones used. Such spells were so complex that it could take years to simply learn one spell. It also did not help that RSF wasn't too good at reading ancient Runes. He was barely able to cast the spell to lower the Pendant of Salvation, which was a piece of cake to the spells used by the Forsaken Ones. Some of their more complex spells took dozens of pages to simply explain the memorization, or rather the part of the spell that prepares the spell in one's mind. The casting merely releases the stored energies.
A mage powerful enough to cast such spells, and intelligent to comprehend them, could become as powerful as a Forsaken One in all aspects other than brute force and immortality. RSF looked through the spell that Grathemel used to convert demons. It was incredibly complex. Perhaps one of the most difficult and what made it the hardest was that it was actually several complex spells intertwined and cast simultaneously. RSF had heard of very few mages, including the Supreme Magi, who were able to cast simple spells simultaneously.
RSF knew immediately that even the simpler spells could be of use against the Forsaken Ones. This was surely a great find, but he still knew nothing about how to defeat the Forsaken Ones.
He moved on to another set of shelves where he found historical background on the Forsaken Ones. Each known Forsaken One, had books of every known siting, and encounter of the Forsaken Ones. Eventually the time mage found the book for which he had been searching, Encounters With Motherdark. A majority of the book was rather vague. Most of the time, it merely contained hearsay or other vague information. Apparently there were very few cases of anyone seeing Motherdark and living to tell the tale. Most of the time, the information merely contained the place, time, and after effects of Motherdark's encounter. Fortunately the book was in chronological order, so RSF merely skipped to the back of the book and found his the last encounter with Motherdark, the final showdown. Ironically, the time mage would not have enough time... to read the final entry.
RSF felt the familiar sensation of a numbing, disorientation, almost like being drunk. The sign that his spell had run its course and his target was returning to the natural time flow. He rushed out to meet Shadowcaster just as he was coming back through the portal.
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Go Red Sox!
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Shadowcaster
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted October 01, 2004 07:26 PM |
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edit: This post was good but the qp was for that dual post you did with RSF. I've been meaning to give it to you.
It was closing in. He could not escape the spell, and though he had fought vigorously, it was to no avail. He was ripped away from the fabric of time, doomed to float in obscurity until the whims of either his friend or of fate were to bring him back. That is, if he were to ever come back at all. His body began to fade, and he lunged at his friend, but not before he was pulled away in midair. He was gone.
It seemed that Shadowcaster had missed only an instant, but he had missed much more in reality. His lunge continued as it had before, but the shadow mage hit only air where his friend had once stood. Shadow was not facing the emerald, but instead stood seething, forgetting the purpose for which he had been sent here and vowing to catch the slippery time mage that was trying to save him from the power he so earnestly sought. His friend was trying to take away everything the shadow mage now held dear, just as he had done so long ago. But this time, he knew it was different. This time, it was he that was causing the pain. Shadowcaster felt nothing about RSF, but it was clear that the time mage still cared deeply for his friend, in spite of their rivalry.
How was such compassion present through the time mage in the midst of all Shadowcaster's hatred? How had RSF stood his ground repeatedly in the face of such adversity? These things puzzled Shadowcaster, but he would not waver. He was too close to his goal.
As if awoken from a trance, the shadow mage suddenly remembered the reason he had come, his ultimate goal. He turned to the crystal and raised his staff, but then noticed a figure blocking his path. It was RSF, who stood with a somber look of knowledge on his face. The time mage had entered but a moment before, and was staring aimlessly at the ground, pained to see his friend in such a condition as he was.
"How long have you been standing there?" the shadow mage began, once again feigning supreme confidence for the sake of his image.
RSF tensed, but maintained his downward gaze. The shadow mage's bravado didn't fool him, but then again, Shadowcaster already knew that. The shaky silence perservered until the time mage found it in himself to face his friend again. He slowly began.
"Long enough..."
The time mage turned and looked the shadow mage dead in the eye.
"to see that you've been fighting."
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Shadowcaster
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Shaded Scribe
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posted October 03, 2004 08:00 AM |
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Here is the second dual post between RSF and I. Hope you enjoy it.
The time mage dropped his head and took a deep breath, for what he was about to say would take a lot out of him, breath, mind, spirit and the like.
"This is my fault...solely and completely mine. You blame the world for wronging you when it was me. I was your friend when you had none, and when the two of us together had made a world of friends, I turned them against you, cast you out while I pretended to be on your side. The world has done you no wrong. I am responsible for all that. The side of Chaos will not bring you the power you desire. Motherdark will make you her servant or deem you useless and kill you as though it were nothing."
He paused and collected his thoughts. Shadowcaster's facade was still intact. His words seemed to have no effect on the stubborn shadow mage, so he decided to try a different approach. RSF was sure this would do something to crack his rival’s shell.
"Do you remember the last time we fought? You lived for over a week when you shouldn't have been alive at all. I kept you alive. I cast my time spell upon you knowing someone would find you and nurse you back to health. I saved you once and I WILL do it again. Please don’t make this harder for me than it already is."
Shadowcaster's face softened as he recalled the memory of the last person he had ever loved.
"Sheila...she told me there was something more I needed to do, that I could not die until it was done. While I was lying there, helpless and alone, she told me there was a reason I was still alive."
The shadow mage was breaking. He turned to the time mage and asked a question that would ring in his mind forever.
"Do you know why I am still here?"
"I can only think what Sheila meant is that you were to save me, she wanted for us to be friends again. This chasm we have created between us, this rivalry we have sustained, they would only bring tears to her eyes.”
His gaze shifted and his face contorted into a look of sorrowful regret.
“After I left the Chaos Fort and the truce was made. I forgot I had cast that spell on you. I had gone mad in grief. I nearly committed suicide at the thought I had killed my best friend. Yes, I still considered you my friend. I can only think that the reason you survived that ordeal was to save me. But when I saw you again months later, it was too late. I was too far gone, as were you.”
He cringed as he recalled those painful memories.
“I released the Forsaken Ones out of lust for power. Now my mission is to fix what I have wronged.”
"We've brought tears to her eyes for a long time, haven't we?" the shadow mage somberly responded.
RSF was filled with an empty and bittersweet wave of emotion. He had forgotten about the pain he had caused Sheila, but his recollection of that pain, it now seemed, would finally bring back the friend he had once known. The time mage's face lit up as he responded.
"Yes we have, my friend, ever since the day I turned you away from her. Please forgive me. Revenge will only lead to loss. I beseech you, as a brother, please do not continue down this path. Peace can be brought to all: to Sheila, to me, even to you. Don't you see that the things that have been causing you pain are the very things that Chaos stands for? Revenge and lust for power will only lead to suffering."
The shadow mage's hunch disappeared, and he stood up straight for the first time since he had last considered RSF a friend. He smiled widely and walked over to his friend, embracing him.
"You know, it's as if a great burden has left me today."
"It feels great, doesn't it? Now all we need to do is destroy that staff of yours, your last curse that remains."
Both men stared at the weapon, and RSF reached out to grab it, thinking that his reformed friend would offer it freely, but that was not so. The shadow mage snatched it back and threw his hands into the air, casting his shadow throughout the room. The time mage watched as his rival disappeared from the haven of light that emenated from the crystal in the center of the chamber. Laughter cackled throughout the room as the shadow mage began circling his target. RSF stood near the crystal, ready to guard it from the lechery of his treacherous friend. He called out to the darkness.
"Why are you doing this? Weren't you listening to all I was saying...to all you were saying? Why give up the freedom you pretended to have for the burden you continue to bear?"
"The only burden I bear is you, dear brother," retorted the shadow mage, mixing the last phrase with the contemptual irony that he associated with it.
Suddenly, the light from the emerald began to fade, and RSF called out one last plea to his friend of old. He knew something had changed in his friend. The shadow mage had new motives of which he knew nothing. Perhaps pity could get him some more information from this arrogant lost soul.
"Tell me... at least before you kill me... What brought you to this? What could possibly bring you to Motherdark? I cannot fathom that she would not have simply killed you on the spot. There must be something."
More laughter echoed through the room.
"I am the only one of her 'allies' that can come into this ruin and remove the shroud of light that prevents us from being the guardians of our only weakness. I am an asset to the Forsaken Ones."
The light continued dimming.
"But how could you even think of trusting that creature?” the time mage called out. “How do you even know you could be an asset to her?"
"I guess we're about to find out, aren't we?"
The light faded, and the pair was left in the dark. The shadow mage continued to speak.
"And now your time is up. When next we meet, I will be a Forsaken One, and you will wish you had never opposed the powers that we hold."
RSF had tried to bring his friend back from the darkness, but it was now clear that only utter defeat would lead his friend back into the light. The shadow mage would have to fail before the time mage could succeed. All he could hope to do was weaken the Forsaken Ones the only way he knew how.
The shadow mage interrupted RSF’s thoughts. “Well, I’d love to stay and chat, but I’ve got supreme power to inherit.”
Within moments, Shadowcaster was gone.
RSF looked back at the master emerald. It was now a mere dim glow, illuminating nothing but itself. He began weaving his time trap spell targeting the master emerald. Within an instant, it had vanished.
“We’ll see about that.”
EDIT: Polished.
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RedSoxFan2
Tavern Dweller
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posted October 03, 2004 08:30 AM |
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Asmodean
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Heroine at the weekend.
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posted October 05, 2004 07:12 PM |
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WROOOOARGHGHHHHH!!!! I roared.
This was getting ridiculous.
Three of the most evil entities in the cosmos in our midst and the only reason that Deimos wasn't a slave was probably the sheer puniness of his mind meant Grathamel couldn't find it!!!
Letting out a huge breath of fire I swung it towards where the three Forsken Ones were standing.
The stench of burnt detritus and mushrooms filled my nostrils and the clearing was filled with stinging smoke.
Lowering my inner eye-lids I could make out the heated forms of Dervol, Deimos, Vadskye and Hans.
I recognised Dingo as RSF's ally, though the Hunter was unfamiliar to me.
Snatching my three companions I beat my wings hard, fanning the flames and smoke all through the clearing, spreading it to other parts of the forest.
Nothing I could do about it now, we had to get away from the Forsaken Ones.
But when I began to turn in the air I spotted a bright glow and a lightning strike.
There were no clouds in the sky either, so how was there a storm. I also tasted the tang of magic in the air.
Remembering what I had heard about BOTH sets of magi being tracked to the forest I felt an inkling of suspicion.
'Dean you big flying snake! Put me down! You RUINED MY PLAN!!' screeched Deimos, from where he was held in my claws.
SILENCE!!! I bellowed telepathically, and felt all four of my passengers flinch in pain.
Trying to soften my mental output as much as possible I sent 'I think some of our friends are close by. They may be in trouble. Be quiet and let me look ok?'
They still flinched in pain though.
Puny humans.
Flying towards the cloudless storm I hoped we might be in time to help the others if they were in danger.
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To err is human, to arr is pirate.
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Deimos
Known Hero
LHW Paladin
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posted October 05, 2004 10:41 PM |
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Deimos: You worm! I'll kill you! I'll kill you stone dead!
Hans: H-how can you be mad at a time like this?! We're flying in a storm!
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Let's Have War=Best thread on HC.
By the way, my name is Deimos, not Diemos.
Some people don't have a life. Others spend it on HC- Lord Woock.
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MightyMage
Honorable
Legendary Hero
of INSANITY and DELICIOUSNESS
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posted October 09, 2004 08:41 PM |
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Here we were walking into some of the biggest trouble I could imangine and Gorman was flirting. I thought to myself how I probably should have seen it coming. I had feelings for Kaylianna but dared not show them. My father who I never really gotten along with (lousy dragon killing mage-hater) did tell me one thing that I took to heart. Never let your emotions take total control, you're bound to regret it. I've wondered if he was just blowing hot air or if he was serious. So many times I've wanted to tell her but for so long I've held back. Once again I would have to. We needed to go help the others, we still needed to retrieve the Zyphers emerald for wothout it the staff was almost useless. Acording to the Jub-Jubs there were dark ones ahead which could only mean Forsaken Ones.
As we ventured forward through the underbrush I could hear Kaylianna reading the inscription on her new staff. Gorman seemed pleased with himself. Without a word he removed his sword and stopped short. Kaylianna, focused on her new toy bumped into him. I turned around and saw a look on Gorman not prievously known to me. He looked focused on somthing and before I could say anything he put his finger up and replied with a Shhhhh. He pushed me aside and walked off the path towards the trees. In responce I pulled out the Staff of the Clouds. Time to see what this thing could do. I moved forward as did a smiling Kaylianna. I turned to he and whisperd, What are you so happy about? She held the staff to me and told me to read the inscriptions. Taking a glance over I realized that this was a Sage Staff. How could that make her happy? She wasn't a sage...was she? A sage was an advanced magic type mastered by few and in my years I had never heard of a woman boasting the powers of a sage. The staff was impressive looking. Boasting an orb at top that resembled an eye it appeared to be powering up.
Mighty Mage: What are you doing?
Kaylianna: I'm trying out a spell.
Mighty Mage: I thought you were a Magical Summoner.
Kaylianna: I am...for now. I always wanted to be a sage. They are very awesome mages.
Mighty Mage: Elementalists are good too.
Kaylianna: Yes but a Sage can learn spells that derive from other magic classes.
Gorman: SHHHHHHH! There's somthing in the bushes over there. Come on or stay but either way be quiet.
The angel wasn't going to show me up. I followed along with Kaylianna behind. There was somthing in the bushes alright, somthingthat had illuminated eyes. Nothing out of the ordinary for a mage but definatly somthing you don't see in a forrest too often. They glowed the typical red which probably meant trouble. As if on cue a small but angry looking familiar jumped from the bushes lunging at Gorman. Reacting quickly, Gorman swiped his sword at the demonic creature sending it to the left with a new wound to boast. It got back up as if unaffected and hobbled back over preparing to attack again. This time it hopped over toward Kaylianna who had been quietly standing there. As he began to jump again she whipped out her new staff and cast a Hydro spell enveloping him in a sphere of water. Gorman and I looked at each other in awe while she calmly approached the creature. As quick as she cast the spell she grabbed the demon out of the water by it's neck and held it in front of her.
Kaylianna: Why do you attack us? Answer me!
The Familiar answered in a voice I had heard before
Familiar: I think you know the answer to that mage. I can't have you and your friends in my way now can I?
With that the demon grew limp in her hand and it's eyes ceased from glowing. All that remained was a mentally drained creature void of any memory of the situation.
Mighty Mage: Grathamel
He mentioned her and her friends. When a Forsaken One mentioned that to mage that usually meant other magi. That meant that Dean, Vadskye, and myself included were all targets.
Gorman: If that's what he can do to with a familiar than imangine what he could be making Demios do. Those Jub things ran up ahead. We better get moving if were gonna find the others.
We continied forward keeping our eyes and ears open to our surroundings. A few feet ahead through a thicket of trees and mushrooms were voices....and a very loud roar. If I wasn't mistaken that sounded like a dragon. In these woods? It had to be somthing Dean summoned which meant the others were up ahead.
Mighty Mage: Dean...Vadskye...Demios? Is that you?
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Though I must still bow
in awe for the awesomeness that is
MightyMage. For he is all I could ever
want to be! - OhforfSake
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Deimos
Known Hero
LHW Paladin
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posted October 10, 2004 04:42 AM |
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Deimos: Hey, Dean, I see MM, Kayrlianna, and Gorman! Let's fly to them!
Hans: Y-you know these people?
Dean: Alright.
They landed.
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Let's Have War=Best thread on HC.
By the way, my name is Deimos, not Diemos.
Some people don't have a life. Others spend it on HC- Lord Woock.
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RedSoxFan3
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Fan of Red Sox
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posted October 10, 2004 11:24 AM |
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LEFT THAT MAGOG ALONE?" yelled and screeched the black demonic-looking dragon. Motherdark whipped her tail around smacking her syblings up against the trees.
"Did I already not go over that we must kill on sight? With all possible speed into the woods. We will kill these magi now," Motherdark ordered. The seven of them all let out their own exclamations raising their arms into the air.
"Those magi. Me pound them TO GOO!" yelled Tytan as he sprinted into the forest. Feraleena and Grathemel laughed at the predictability of their brother.
"Those MAGI! Me pound them TO GOO!" said Feraleena and Grathemel in mockery of their half-wit sybling. The site rather upset Motherdark who sent flames of deep purple onto the backs of the two jokesters as they took off for the woods. Illyria and Vlandria both let out primal yells of nothing but interjectory with no deeper meaning. Ba'alithnor was the last to act. He let out an lazy yell and meandered his way into the woods. Motherdark noticed the lack of respect, unlike so many other occasions, that Ba'alithnor was giving to her. He had taken none of her words with any heart.
To ever hear the full roar of a dragon was immense, to ever hear Motherdark roar in the ancient language of the gods in dragon form was unbearable. Ba'alithnor fell unconscious after but a split second of Her long drawn out primal roar.
The others, nearly at the edge of the woods, stopped and turned to look at their Mother and Ba'alithnor lying on the ground. Correction... The others, not including the thick-headed Tytan who was off running a marathon and Alivia who stood at Motherdark's side, stopped and turned to look at their Mother standing over the unconscious twitching body of Ba'alithnor.
"GO ON AHEAD!" Motherdark barked with a viciousness that frightened them into compliance, sending them to follow the footsteps of Tytan. Motherdark turned to Alivia.
"The others need your help," she said calmly to her adopted child. "You've done well thus far. Now leave I will be dealing with my son ALONE!" Alivia seemed to ponder for a moment and headed off for the woods.
Motherdark approached Her son and gave a sharp tap to the small of his back. The elementalist ceased his twitching and remained motionless. Motherdark rolled over her son to see his face. He lay limp sprawled on the ground, eyes shut. Motherdark bent down her head to get a close look at Her son and felt a sense of pity and guilt for Her son.
The elementals moved slightly as though he were waking from his sleep. He opened his eyes and sprung to his feet throwing out his arms and releasing shards of ice at Motherdark. His final card to be played, his last con-game to be played on his Mother would be manipulated to an act of mutiny. Motherdark winced in pain as the shards of ice began to poke through her thick scales. The Dragon retreated shocked by the power of Her son.
Ba'alithnor quickly changed spells to that of Nature. Vines sprung up from the ground thick as a tree truck and entangled Motherdark amongst the vines. She fought to free herself, cutting the vines with sharp tail whips, but the vines grew to quickly and she slowly began to lose range of motion. The elementalist approached his Mother.
"I've been waiting for this day," said Ba'alithnor. "The day when I would be free to do as I please, the day in which I will no longer be a slave to your every whim. I thought the all-powerful Motherdark would be harder to beat than this. It seems you were a phony, with a good screaming trick. To think all these millenia I've been training for all the things you could have done when it was basically just scream and I've figured out how to withstand, since you gave birth to Unholy One."
The vines had restricted all movement from Motherdark by this point. She looked helpless, and Ba'alithnor laughed at Her. However that laughter soon subsides as the vines began to disintegrate. Motherdark remained there standing strong as ever in Her dragon form. She blew her fire at Ba'alithnor who stood there letting himself be completely enveloped by the deep purple flames. He laughed a maniacal laugh ineffective tactics of Motherdark. Motherdark subsided her fire attack and looked at Her son amazed at his transformation.
Ba'alithnor stood there laughing at Her. His laugh became louder and louder and the size of his body grew and grew until he was nearly twice the size of the dragon before him. He took a break from his laughter to ask a question of his Mother.
"Tell me. Can you do this?" oasted the elementalist. "Can you grow to the size of a giant at a moments notice?"
"I need not be the size of anything," answered Motherdark. "I need not a body to defeat you. You see power as nothing but physical. Watch as the simplest of spells in the spiritual realm quickly fizzle the most powerful physical spells."
The giant suddenly shrunk within an instant to his former size. Motherdark advanced on Her son opening her mouth ready to swallow Her son within a few steps. Ba'alithnor's face turned serious. He began weaving a spell of his own.
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Go Red Sox!
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Vadskye91
Promising
Supreme Hero
Back again
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posted October 11, 2004 02:09 AM |
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Vadskye: "Thanks Dean... any idea how that happened?"
Dean tried "whispering" this time... Not a clue... there's MM!
Vadskye only winced slightly this time, and turned to face MM and his company.
Vadskye: "Wow, how'd you get here?"
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Knowledge is power...
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gorman
Promising
Legendary Hero
Been around since before 2003
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posted October 11, 2004 02:22 AM |
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*after the slaying of the impish creature I heard something and could feel the presence of something much more serious coming towards us. Looking up in the sky I seen a monstrous dragon with some familiar looking faces. As the dragon let go of the humanoid people it had in its grasp, one of the thieves looked at MM and said hello and asked how we got there*
Gorman: I suppose, seeing as we don't have any mode of transportation as....large...as that, *I said pointing at the dragon* we walked on foot like most other people.
*The thief seemed to suddenly notice me and a dark look came over his face. Draggin MM by the arm he took him over to his companions and whispered to him while looking and pointing at me on the occasion. Kaylianna just looked as well at the new group of people that arrived*
Kaylianna: Do you know them?
Gorman: I...ran into them once a while back. I've heard stories about that magog and the thief. There was a shapeshifter with them...I'm suspecting that's who the dragon is.
*The dragon while looking and taking particular interest in MM as he was telling his tale about the journey finally rested his eyes on me. Snorting in disgust I heard a voice boom that knocked the others to the ground. I stood tall and proud, not wincing the slightest as the dragon started yelling telepathically*
Dean: You'd dare to come with MM after what you've done before?! You simply MUST have a death wish!
Gorman: *snickering* You forget, I've already been dead. I wanted to redeem myself, that's why I'm here. Or did you fail to hear MM say anything along those line?
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When all else fails... Take notes.... ALL the time... ESPECIALLY when playing D&D.... or Pokemon in my case
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Lord_Woock
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Daddy Cool with a $90 smile
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posted October 11, 2004 04:47 PM |
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'Woah, looks like someone was here before us' said Isildur, looking down at charred body of a demon.
'Oi! Thistle dude, god boy! Get your arses moving already! We won't get anywhere at this speed!'
'Look, mister, this is tough terrain, and unlike some people, we could die here!' snapped Dingo.
'Shut up!' Woockardo hissed.
I saw movement... Come on, who are ye? Quit hidin' behind dem trees... Cooo-ee! Are YOU the ugly one! Who dug YOU out of the grave?
'Oh... my...' Dingo stuttered.
'I pound you to goo!' Tytan roared and charged at Dingo and Isildur.
Oh no you don't...
CRUSH!
Dingo and Isildur managed to dodge and Titan lost his ballance, what with a huge battle axe sticking out of his back.
'Who do dis to Tytan?' he grunted and turned to face Woockardo.
'How dare you not die, meatloaf?' Woockardo muttered.
At last... After all that time...
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Yolk and God bless.
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My buddy's doing a webcomic and would certainly appreciate it if you checked it out!
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Vadskye91
Promising
Supreme Hero
Back again
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posted October 11, 2004 06:26 PM |
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ow...
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Knowledge is power...
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MightyMage
Honorable
Legendary Hero
of INSANITY and DELICIOUSNESS
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posted October 11, 2004 08:35 PM |
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Well this was certainly a change. As it turned out Dean managed to change into a dragon. Kind of reminded me of old times. Vadskye had obviously had alot of time to think as it seems he still has a grudge on Gorman. I couldn't say I much liked him but after a while he kinda grows on you. I guess I've grown to tolerate him. I have yet to grow used to his personality but that will come with time...that is if the others don't kill him first.
Near the back of the group was a woman who I could only guess was Dervol. She looked more drained than her Forsaken look-alike. She looked weakened and tired. Demios was just as chipper as ever. Somhow I almost wished I was that little magog somtimes. He seemed to take everything so lightly. Somthing troubled me though, the Jub Chief said that a demonic creature had encased the others in ice and demios was the only demonic creature I knew that could create ice as well as fire. Pulling him aside I asked him what he made of this and after snapping his fire on and off several times he replied, Yeah I did it. You see that demon master Grathawhatsit was there and so was some girly thingy and they were trying to make me kill the others so I had to play along see so I encased them in ice til they went away. I couldn't believe it, Demios managed to not be controlled by Grathamel. As if in responce Dean said the Forsaken one just couldn't get a grip on Demios' small mind. That didn't make the little demon happy as was apparent by his angry glare. Dervol and Vadskye broke out laughing. What was it with them? I was sure they had seen just as much trouble as we had yet they all had high hopes. Suddenly I noticed a man off to the side. The others said his name was Hans yet I was unsure why he was there.
After our short reunion we headed north through the woods dodging mushrooms every so often. It seemed the depper we went the more they grew. One looked like a cross between a porcupine and a fungus. As we walked past, it grew in size and began to shoot prickers in all directions. Gorman put up his wings to repell the large pines. I thanked him as did Kaylianna but the others continued on.
Night seemed to come quick and the darkness with it. Some of the plants near us gave off a bright glow once the darkness hit. I had heard about this but had never actually witnessed it. It was actually quite beautiful. I watched as Dean's group worked with one another to set up their camp. Gorman had gone to search for food and water while Kaylianna and I gathered some fire wood. It was funny in a way. We had been separate for several weeks now but it was as if once we all got back together, nothing changed. The others even accepted Gorman's help. While we were walking I was trying to think of the right words to say. I just couldn't make out how I felt. It was odd. Normally I had no problem speaking. Up ahead was Gorman who was picking some berries that Cheif Jub showed him. Hey Mighty, what's wrong? Ahhhhh! She was talking to me. What was wrong with me she always talked to me. Why was I so frozen up. Come on, speak.
Mighty Mage: I...uh..was...you know. Kaylianna, I...uh...well I
Kaylianna reached over and kissed my cheek. I couldn't help blushing. I felt like a school boy again only this time I wasn't setting things on fire. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Wow. She continued off to my left to pick up a few pieces of wood and Gorman scooted beside me. Wooh hooh. Mighty Mage has got it going on. So, any plans for tonight Mighty Dog...er Mage? I glared at him but couldn't help felling good. Cheif Jub broke it up by poking Gorman in the back with his small spear
Gorman: I'm coming. Man.
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Though I must still bow
in awe for the awesomeness that is
MightyMage. For he is all I could ever
want to be! - OhforfSake
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Known Hero
LHW Paladin
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posted October 12, 2004 04:06 AM |
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Deimos walked over to MM.
Deimos: Congratulations.
MM: On what?
Deimos: I'm not stupid.
MM: Uh... Well...
Deimos: You don't have to say anything. Now then, let me introduce you to Hans. Hans!
A voice came from beneath the tent.
Hans: N-no! I'm not coming out!
Deimos: Hans! Get over here!
Hans: N-n-no! There's a dragon, and mages, and an angel! And you. I'm scared!
Deimos: HANS! GET YOURSELF OVER HERE THIS INSTANT OR YOU WILL BE VERY SORRY YOU DIDN'T!
Hans: Okay!
He rushed out quickly.
Hans: Hiding. I've been sorry. My hans is Name.
MM: My name is MightyMage. What are you doing here, Hans?
Hans: Dark Ones-
Deimos: Forsaken Ones.
Hans: Forsaken Ones have done something to my town! They didn't say, "Hans, chop the lumber!" or "Hans, feed the chickens!" There was definitly something wrong. I had a headache. I never have headaches. These people healed me.
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Let's Have War=Best thread on HC.
By the way, my name is Deimos, not Diemos.
Some people don't have a life. Others spend it on HC- Lord Woock.
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Dragon_Slayer
Honorable
Supreme Hero
toss toss toss
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posted October 12, 2004 10:47 AM |
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Isildur: Wow... why isnt he dead?
Woock: Because he's an idiot!
RAHHH!!!
Isildur: Ummm, as much as i wanna fight... i think its time to run!
Isildur turns around to see tytan trying to pull the axe out of his back, but he cant quite reach. That buys the group some time/
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Vadskye91
Promising
Supreme Hero
Back again
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posted October 12, 2004 03:01 PM |
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Vadskye: "Dude, you are wierd."
MM, Deimos and Hans: "Who?"
There's something intimidating about having a elementalist mage, a , and a idiot looking at you at the same time...
Vadskye: "Uhhh never mind."
MM: "Sure..."
Vadskye: "So, where are we now?"
MM: "Somewhere in the forest..."
Vadskye: "Oh, gee, I didn't notice that. More to the point is, where are we going?"
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Knowledge is power...
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RedSoxFan3
Admirable
Legendary Hero
Fan of Red Sox
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posted October 13, 2004 06:03 PM |
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"Waaaaaargh!" The giant oaf was spinning in circles chasing the end of the stick. "You Axe! You get out of back. I pound you to goo, you Axe!" Tytan tripped over a mushroom in his wild flailing falling onto his back. As a result of his fall the axe was pushed upwards over his head. Tytan pulled the axe out of his back and throw it onto the ground punching it a foot into the muck.
"Take that you axe. Where you go axe? HAHA! You now goo because I pound you!" Satisfied with himself, not knowing that the axe was simply submerged in muck, Tytan looked around him to find the humans he saw earlier.
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Go Red Sox!
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Lord_Woock
Honorable
Undefeatable Hero
Daddy Cool with a $90 smile
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posted October 13, 2004 06:31 PM |
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'Oh no! The axe is coming back!'
'Wot?' Tytan grunted and leaned over where the axe was.
WHAM!
Woockardo used Tytan's brief period of interest in the axe to run up to him and hit him in the face with one undead dwarven knee, sending Tytan back and onto the ground.
'Are you too stupid to die, meatloaf?'
'Don't insult Tytan! Me pound you to goo!!!'
WHAM! ...THUD
Tytan got up surprisingly fast for his mass, and then hammered Woockardo with both fists, sending the Dwarf flying into a tree trunk.
'Quit playin around and die already, ya stinkin pile of rotten meat!' Woockardo roared.
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Yolk and God bless.
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