Thistle
Journeyman Roleplayer
ANGRY
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Post by Thistle on May 3, 2015 21:20:46 GMT -6
Dropping his hand, Thistle heeded Ashen's call. He hadn't planned on Wulfric starting up a racket. The earth fell to the ground with a crash, a dust cloud billowing out around the wolf. Glancing back, he saw the new demon portal away in a flash of light. "Show off." He muttered. swinging his glaive around to catch a pair of zombies advancing on him. Thistle yawned. Sauntering over to where Wulfric was, he raised his hand in greeting. "Hail, friend. Sorry about the whole cage thing."
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Post by Wulfric Greyfang on May 3, 2015 22:48:58 GMT -6
looking up at Ashen "I am alright I can get out of this on my own Jay named me Champion of the Scale I mean to show that honor wasn't missed placed my Jarl" before he can even swing his axe Frozen Tear into the cage it vanish before his eyes striking the first undead he saw freezing it and shattering it into peace’s turning to greet Thistle “Hail to you friend” butchering four more with a swing for frozen tear looking back over to the pair with a wolfish grin “you can make up for the cage by buying me a pint when were done here” he said jokingly laughing he cuts down another while making his way to the runic axe stuck in the tree, looking over the axe "now I know way they called my father Stormcaller" he smiles while sheathing frozen tear.
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Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
Wings with a heart like this
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 3, 2015 23:29:12 GMT -6
Wandering around the town she heard Wulfrics voice. "What has he gotten into this time? I know he is reckless but I have not been here 2 minutes... " She said before sighing. Taking to the skies as her way to find him, she manages to catch the tiniest glimpse of the trail end of the a bright flash. "Oooooh no, what did he do now?" She said to herself again, before hearing a mixture of yelling of people she knew and didn't. Hearing Ashens voice on the other hand made her fly faster, she started drawing her sword. She landed, now with her sword out instantly cutting through an undead that she landed beside. "Oh, what a wonderful night to be a healer!" she said before putting on an aura that weakened undead. As she continued walking towards everyone, green healing light shooting out of her left hand, cutting undead down with the right. Upon reaching the group she sees an earthen cage drop into the ground exposing Wulfric, she ran to him, eyes towards the two. "Ashen, who is this man. I do not recall meeting him. What is he anyway. He has the energy of so many things." She asks of Ashen before turning her head slightly towards Wulfric, eyes still on the strange man. "Are you alright, what was that white light?" She questioned Wulfric.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on May 3, 2015 23:49:59 GMT -6
After waiting for wulfric to be free, Ashen looked up as the Demon vanished. Tipical.
Turning her head she saw Rafaella land near by. Eyes widening slightly as she entered, then walking over to the undead and pulling her blades out from there bodies.
removing the blood from them with a simple slash of the swords she turned without looking at the Rafaella. "thats Thistle, remember the basilica? if not the building before it became a brothel."
looking around, the undead began to calm slightly, only a few where around. dumb and slow, easy to pick off.
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Thistle
Journeyman Roleplayer
ANGRY
Posts: 194
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Post by Thistle on May 3, 2015 23:56:24 GMT -6
"Wait, what?" Thistle exclaimed, sounding offended. "Brothel? Who authorized that?" He kicked a tree in anger, causing it to fall over and crushan oncoming horde of monsters. "This is my legacy, huh? Absolutely incredible. Anyways, what's up with these corpses?" He asked, freezing 5 more with an offhand wave.
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Post by Wulfric Greyfang on May 4, 2015 20:38:26 GMT -6
"Hail there Lassy glad to see you hear" smailing and walking over to her swing down on another undead skull spilting it in half then looking over to Thistle "you didn't know? that raccoon kintu that work for you now runs it" turning back to Ashen "we should keep moving the scale isn't safe with the dead about" looking around at the corpses "I have been killing since sun rise of yesturday I have no clue how long either of you have been out here killing but it looks like non of us have put a dent in the hord" he sigh with a heavy sigh "there seems to be more then hundred strong maybe more then that" looking back up to Ashen "what is your order my Jarl and I'll see it done"
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Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 5, 2015 9:51:03 GMT -6
Eyes widen, "That finally explains the scantily clad women around the Basilica. As well as excited men going in. I though they were a group of Succubi demons exempt from the demon hunts and killings. I battled the idea of sending word for Paladins to come rid Wildgard of them. We don't need more corruption, but a Brothel. Thistle, I'm sorry to hear that. However I must ask, how does a vampire/demon-creature come into possession of such a building. Especially as it sounds you are displeased with it becoming a Brothel." Rafaella said before turning to Wulfric. "Yes, I heard you yelling as well as others, Ashen and a bright light. I came to see what trouble you may have gotten yourself into, I saw you coming out of a cage. As well as undead." She says before noticing a skeleton archer take aim. She stretches out her wings, flying over grabbing the archer and carrying it into the air while the aura starts burning it up. Upon it becoming ashes she makes her way down shooting undead around the group before standing once more beside her mate.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on May 6, 2015 12:03:03 GMT -6
As Rafealla came near Ashen, The kintu winced in discomfort. Moving away from her Ashen answer Thistle.
"I think the little Kintu you used to venture with did so. Made the walls Wood, and then started getting 'people' to ummm..'work' there." Walking closer to the monk, stopping near the kicked down tree.
"As for the Undead, i upset Mistress Matron Synaria of the Dark Temple. She got upset becasue i left to save my life mate, and when i took half of the temples powers so i could help the rest of the scale. She thought as my mother, it was okay to kill me..." Crossing her arms and leaned on a tree seeing how the undead had dispersed slightly.
turning her gaze to Wulfic and Rafaella, arms still crossed she let out a sligth sigh. "before i barely got away with my life, she vowed that anyone wearing the symbol of the scale will perish before my eyes. She is using the dark temple powers to summon Hordes of undead..."
Anger boiling Ashen punched the tree beside her. "Which is NOT WHAT THE TEMPLE IS FOR!...With every light there is a shadow...the dark temple is simply to keep balance... a place for the corrupted to go much like the temple is where the pure go...if i get my hands on her...ill make her pay for so many reasons..." Crossing her arms again letting out an angry sigh. "after D helped remove Cinder, the Demon that possessed me i have been trying to kill off all the under."
Looking at the monk, she stood up properly keeping her arms crossed. "I agree with Wulfric, even with this...Aura around...the Undead will come swarming if we dont keep moving." Clearly looking uncomfortable that Rafealla was around with her aura active.
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Thistle
Journeyman Roleplayer
ANGRY
Posts: 194
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Post by Thistle on May 7, 2015 10:10:21 GMT -6
As the angel came closer, Thistle's body started to ache. His arms tingled, and his vision became blurry.
"Damn" He whispered, scrabbling at his belt for his sliver hip flask. Finding it, he rushed to drink some, red liquid slopping down his jaw. His hands shook, still being strongly affected by the angel's aura. Gasping as the blood hit his system, the monk fell to his knees.
"Can you please... turn that off?" He managed to get out, still recovering. "I think this is where I take my leave. Things are getting interesting again, huh?" He smiled weakly. "I may just stick around for a while."
He was a pitiful sight to behold. A unhealthy white pallor took its place on his skin, while his wings drooped sadly. Blood stained face and lips looked up at Ashen from the ground, where he was kneeling in a cesspool of mud, guts, and gore.
"If the purple guy bothers you again, tell him that you are under my protection, and I am watching him." He coughed, blood spattering on the ground in front of him. "See you around, Ashen. Wulfric." he said, nodding respectfully to the ex-leader of the Greyhawks. "It's been a blast, but..." He coughed blood again, struggling to his feet. "Something's come up. I'm sure you understand."
Thistle staggered off into the forest, batting off undead as he headed back to where ever it is that things's like him come from. Hell, probably. Or, at least, the equivalent of hell.
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Rafaella Micole
Apprentice Roleplayer
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Post by Rafaella Micole on May 9, 2015 22:50:38 GMT -6
Rafaella watched Ashen with a confused look until her aura was mentioned, before turning it off, eyes wide with embarassment. "I..uh.. Sorry, the undead were too close to comfort then seeing Wulfric come out of a cage, a place he would hate to be in. I was thrown off, and in fact forgot I had it on. Very sorry." She said quietly, not knowing is she was heard. She continues watching and listening. Before she could ask Thistle a question she had directly, he had left. "So, what is he? A vampire... demon.. thing? I guess Wulfric, your "enemy" is letting him live for sheer amusement. I am curious on his thoughts however, I don't want to call on him unless absolutely necessary." She said, with the ending directed at Wulfric. "As for the Dark Temple, I could see what angelic totems I could obtain that would contain stronger auras, placing them outside the doors. In a way creating a barrier. Would that work,or at least help?" She directed at Ashen.
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