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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2003 16:29:13 GMT -5
Forlion, now free, wasted no time in rescuing his saviors. He swiftly whiped daggers out of very unexpected places and began to fire them in all different directions. Immedatly the cluster of orcs fell. He turned to the dragon. The god emediatly fled, with no orcs to worship him and the sacrafice freed, he had no buissness there.
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Post by hippiesoul on Feb 10, 2003 16:44:18 GMT -5
"Phew, that was something..." Cyra said, between sighs and attempts to regain breath. "Thank you, ... Er... What's your name?"
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Post by sollunaestrella on Feb 10, 2003 16:48:20 GMT -5
Shoni cursed as she saw a large Orc approaching her menacingly. She nervously eyed the place where her sword rested. If only she could reach it....
Exhaling quickly, she punched the Orc in the side of the face. The blow did not daunt the Orc, and she began to worry.
Officially afraid, Shoni raced away, hoping to get her sword. The Orc broke into a run as well, and, although Shoni was nimble, the Orc was still quicker. Gasping for breath, Shoni dove, snatched the sword up, and swerved, causing the Orc to miss her. The sword, Austere, sliced through the air and began to fight, manueuvering Austere around the Orc's claws and finding its vulnerable places.
It took a little while, but the Orc was finally dead. She hurried toward Cyra and the traveler. She hoped to help in any way that she could.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2003 16:51:34 GMT -5
Forlion looked up at the exausted travelers. He payed no heed to their questions. He walked straight towards the nearest tent and in. After a minute or so, the two travelers appeared at the door.
"I am Forlion. The Famouse rouge orc. I was against the constan slaughterings and masacres so I learned all I could, the took to the hills. I am now a traveling theif." The orc blurted out, "You saved me, so according to my religion, you must escort me back to the kingdomn of Parlaz'nior. I assume you have a quest, so I will tag along untill it is complete."
He pegan pottering with the orcs supplys, slipping something in his bag here, burnig papers there. He was aware he had been very foreward, but he had learnt never to give people a chance.
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Post by hippiesoul on Feb 10, 2003 17:06:28 GMT -5
Cyra looked at Forlion blankly for a moment. hen she explained their quest to the Orcs, and added, "Do you have any idea where Cloud City may be?"
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Post by sollunaestrella on Feb 10, 2003 17:19:03 GMT -5
"If you do, we will forever worship you," Shoni breathed. "Or Sunshine Mountain, for that matter."
She slipped her sword into its sheath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2003 12:18:46 GMT -5
"As I said, my religion irges me to join you. I'm sorry, I dont know where that mountain is though."
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Post by hippiesoul on Feb 13, 2003 13:30:21 GMT -5
"Well, that's too bad," Cyra said, sighing in disapointment. "Do the Orcs have anything worth taking?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2003 13:33:29 GMT -5
"Only the stuff I already have, you know food, anything worth trading."
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Post by hippiesoul on Feb 13, 2003 14:06:28 GMT -5
Cyra nodded and walked out of the tent to leave. It smelled of blood and death and Cyra felt bad knowing she was responsible for some of the deaths. She looked up at the sky - the sun would soon rise. Her body felt tired, but her mind was restless due to the events of that night, so she didn't even suggest they would rest before parting. She walked to where Shoni and her had been sleeping before and prepared to leave again.
Foreigner seemed to sense Cyra's stress, and he too, seemed quite nervous. She glanced at Shoni and Forlion - they were preparing to leave, as well.
Cyra got on her horse friend and asked "So, which direction?"
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Post by sollunaestrella on Feb 13, 2003 19:10:37 GMT -5
"Well," Shoni sighed, "if we're going to Liste Rinta in hopes that it's Sunshine Mountain, we should be going...east." She nodded. "Yes, east. But if we're not, then where should we go?"
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Post by Gelquie on Feb 13, 2003 21:19:09 GMT -5
(OOC: I'll be doing Meanwhiles for awhile until you reach Cloud City)
Meanwhile...
Tylvanias, still frozen in time, had her eyes on something. It looked round, like a compass. Cyra must have forgotten it. Suddenly, a blue line formed around the compass, and what it came out as came into her head. She thought of Cyra and Shoni, unaware of the half-orc being with them. The lined up shape of the compass floated above them...
Another Meanwhile...
Celandra tried unlocking the door, she tried an unlocking spell, she tried to contact Tylvanias with no luck, she even tried sending her bird to picklock the door, but no use. She looked outside the unopenable window and saw a mysterious glare wink at her and speed off. Celandra took out her key and tried to open the door with no success. Finally giving up, Celandra sat down, when she suddenly thought of a plan, a plan that would lure some strange followers into Cloud City to help her. She started mumering words...
Back to where your characters are...
A clear sky with only few clouds formed from the sunrise, and the clouds suddenly started to form together, it formed a compass shape. Odd...
Then, the needle started pointing east...
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Post by hippiesoul on Feb 14, 2003 18:57:06 GMT -5
Suddenly, it pointed east.
"Oh, look," Cyra said, pointingat the sky. "A signal from the gods!"
Their spirits lifted, and they quickly headed east.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2003 14:56:10 GMT -5
OOC: I would like to carry on but dont really understand, care to explain?
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Post by hippiesoul on Feb 16, 2003 16:47:17 GMT -5
OOC: Somehow, this needle apeared in the sky and pointed east. Since they were trying to figure which direction to take, Cyra thought it was a message from the gods, and so they headed that way (which will take them to the mountain, btw).
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