OOC: PMd you LadyBlue

IC: Shadow leans back in his chair thinking about all the riches he will soon have, and also wondering about the woman from last night.

[ 01-14-2003, 11:44 PM: Message edited by: shadowhound ]

***OOc I need to talk to you lb - I'll pm you***

<font color=silver> Calaethis looked up, "I have a question aun-Matron; will you be sending your own forces to engage the enemy troops so they'll distract them and we can head to our objectives? Also" he dropped his voice "will there be any drider?"

After the Matron had answered his questions Calaethis bowed deeply to her, and said softly "may we all be victorious - and may our enemies be dust before our feet."

Calaethis took one last long look at his companions knowing full well this might be the last time he ever saw them again. He glanced at his Aunt, wondering if she'd acknowledge kinship with him or not.</font>

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan stood with group, listening to their plans, but soon became tired of the Matron's 'blabbings' and he wandered away. Walking to the far end of the room, he looked around, and caught a glint of gold in his eye. Slipping behind a pillar the little thief crept towards the shine, being as silent as possible, which was without need, as the Matron's voice covered any other sound in the room. He picked up a shining gold chain that had been carelessly dropped to the floor.</font>

ooc:ok, your all going off to fight, it's not your chain, its mine leave it alone, ok ;) seriously, it's involved in a little khalraan sub plot [img]tongue.gif[/img]

*edit*btw, LB I think your sig is really pretty [img]smile.gif[/img] (always comes up with pointless things to say [img]tongue.gif[/img] )

*EDIT*Is Khal too young for romance? 'cause Calaethis is being stubborn [img]tongue.gif[/img]

[ 01-15-2003, 04:29 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

ooc-why thank you LHEL, its was drawn by /)eathKiller :D
And since that chain is a sub-plot for you I'll not have it wrap around your arm and cut off circulation, lol
Calth I got your PM and i attempted to write back, dunno if it worked though cause page never finished loading, which it has been doing lately [img]tongue.gif[/img] . You should just get AIM and message me that way [img]tongue.gif[/img]

<font color=pink>"There will be a small tanget of fighters and mages led by one of my Hand Maidens to maintain the distraction off your main objective," she frowned, "You! Elf child! Did I give you permission to withdraw? Get over here," she looked at Skye, "That one needs obedience, see that he learns it, or I will teach him myself. Alliene, if you please?"

Alliene jumped her face coloring black. Zachana had been unconciously relaying what she had done, in full, the night before. Glaring at Zachana, who stiffened slightly, she reached under her mail, where she kept the House Streea sigil: a large dragon clutching a sword and flail in its mouth. Muttering a few choice words, a thin collum of light shot out of its center and made a large gateway looking out on and empty area of the city. The Matron herded everyone through and the gateway snapped shut behind them. 11 Hand Maidens, a large collection of warriors, the blade master, the head mage, and his supplicants, all bowed respectfuly to the Matron. Zachana had hopped off Alliene's shoulder and stood behind her, full sized, acid trailing down her fangs, her black eyes glinting. Avalon had embraced a hard-faced Verloren and assumed his dragon form, towering over even Zachana. Verloren had leaped nimbly onto Wind Shadow's broad back, her face growing determined, Isan and Isak clutched tenaciously in her hands. She had taken the time before to set her tiara in her hair, looking as regal as she was ferocious, eyes slowly changing to a murderous red. Alliene held back the urge to embrace her mother,

"Xal udos kyorl weth tosdki dro lueth gareth, p'luin nindol" she said with a bow. Nizzre and Vilzraquath slid slowly out of their sheaths, glowing in reflection of her anger, "Let this madness begin,"</font>

Henceforth, Calaethis will be taking charge of the happenings of his character, Verloren, and Alliene. I have the dragon's and the matron's main forces. Khalraan and Damion are in House Streea. Dameon, is in the main force protecting the Matron. The rest of how you plan to kill your enemies I leave to you.

<font color=maroon>"Good luck, my daughter," she turned to a seperate contingent of her forces, "Start the diversion," a Maiden bowed and shouted sharp orders, drawing away towards the mencaing tower of the First House.

Avalon and Zachana gave silent hisses to eachother and loped quietly over the tower's base. At a signal from the Matron, Zachana spat a torrent of acid onto the main door, erroding it, leaving Alliene, Verloren on Wind Shadow, and Calaethis the chance to get through. Avalon filled his lungs and bellowed his challenge, Zachana echoing him. Claws tore into the side of the tower, crumbling it. The Hand Maiden and her contingent braced themselves for an oncoming assualt, protective and offensive spells in a spell trigger at the tip of her tongue. Alliene and her group were safely inside the doors. Not soon after, a horde of surprised looking warriors stumbled out of the tower, shouting. The madness had begun.</font>

As Aeris made his way through the victim house he drew his longswords.How good it felt to duel-wield again. He made his through the house slaying those who got in his way. A drow fighter jumped in front of him nicked him with his blade.Aeris ignored it and stabbed Darkthorn into the drow's gut. He came to a balcony.He used the levitation spell to make his way up.He turned to face 2 more drow,Both wizards.They had both seen him when he made his way up and had already started casting the spells.As Aeris closed in upon them a painful orb hit his body.He stood there stunned.

[ 01-15-2003, 07:12 PM: Message edited by: SomeGuy ]

***ooc pm'd you lb. and you LHEL, watch it. I've already spoken to you on msn. Drow females are *not* nice. Unless you want a lecture from lb on "why you shouldn't date a drow" And stop suggesting you steal things. Your a *guest* in a drow house, the only thing thats preventing you from being a slave is Alliene, and if you steal from her (mother)... I'm sure she'll thrash you herself before the Matron will get there. :rolleyes: ***

IC

<font color=silver> Calaethis became one with the shadows and snuck into the base, the others could deal with this; Alliene saw his signal, and launched a couple of fireballs into the oncoming drow. She and Veloren cut down the remainder of the drow force in their way, leaving the others to finish up. Sheverash appeared at Calaethis's side having taken down a couple of his own drow.

Cal saluted the others and dissapeared inside, followed by Alliene and Veloren. Ducking into a nearby corridoor on the left, and ran on for a few moments; when they were out of sight they stopped, and Calaethis said softly, <font color=green>"Can you detect anything Lady Veloren? It should have been more heavily guarded... I think something maybe wrong... I should scout ahead."</font> He looked at his cousin who nodded; there was no need to say 'be careful'. She said softly, <font color=pink>"scout ahead then, but don't be too long. Verloren and I shall head though that door there"</font> she pointed to the nearest one on the right. <font color=pink>"Return here in five minuets."</font> Calaethis nodded and dissapeared into the shadows, his cousin felt his brief and soft touch on her cheek before she heard his run off, his footsteps almost undetectable.

Verloren and Alliene entered the room on their right, both of their swords drawn. There were drow waiting. The first male sneered at them. <font color=white>"Udos zhahen brorn vel'drav dos orn'la tlu reztorm elg'caress"</font> There were fifteen or so of them in the room, wielding heldberds, crossbows and flails, swords and maces. There was a mage as well. <font color=white>"Fridj gumash naut vrine'winith lorith wun k'lar dos phuul naut hass'len ulu tlu wun gumash dos. Nin dos el"</font>

Alliene sneered back and her only words were <font color=pink>"Tonaik jaluk, nindol zhah dosst vaen duanda"</font> Then they attacked...
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***OOC - this is my first post with mulitple Characters that arn't all my own - was it ok LB? and is it the sort of think Alliene would have done?***

<font color=orange>Translations: (from Translator)

udos zhahen brorn vel'drav dos orn'la tlu reztorm elg'caress.
we were surprise when you would be along hag

Fridj gumash naut vrine'winith lorith wun k'lar dos phuul naut hass'len ulu tlu wun gumash dos. Nin dos el
just could not stop looking in place you are not meant to be

Tonaik jaluk, nindol zhah dosst vaen duanda
dirty male this is your last mistake</font>

[ 01-16-2003, 07:04 AM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

Shadow smiles, finally a chance for combat and looting. He draws his daggers and cautiously makes his way down a corridor, sticking to the shadows. "Bah I should have asked exactly where these handmaidens were going to be."

He soon sees a high ledge upon which there seems to be movement, "Bah this will do, Handmaidens or not."

ooc-Thats was great Cal. Also, remember Verloren will never leave Wind Shadow's back unless knocked off. Wind Shadow destroys things by smashing in head/ chest cavities with front and back hooves and breaks necks by grabbing an enemies head and either shaking it vigorously or twisting it.

SG, the plan changed; Sulfera will be the responsibiltiy of of Calaethis, Verloren, and Alliene(Calth and I have integrated a subplot). Although you are free to join our group in finding her [img]smile.gif[/img]

I'll post on the Matron later, my mom is on her way home, so I have to jet, lol. Good gaming guys! [img]graemlins/thumbsup.gif[/img]

*** a q lb... I assumed that Alliene n co are INSIDE - WHY would Verloren be mounted on a horse inside? *shrug* well, you know best (I hope [img]tongue.gif[/img] ) have it your way "horsemistress Veloren" hehe. edit, damn, forgot the speech marks for drow text [img]tongue.gif[/img] btw, LB - what are the swords of Alliene and Veloren called? I cant remember... :( LB [img]graemlins/wow.gif[/img] you forgot to get rid of your sig [img]graemlins/wow.gif[/img] OH NO! you cant have your SIG! its forbidden! by your own hand! hehe. soz. ;) Guess your pressed for time eh? Or was it for LHELs benifit? ;) ***

<font color=silver> Verloren trampled down the last of the attacks, and Alliene lifed the one that had spoken to her up by the chin, she'd hit him in a way that wouldn't prove imediatly fatal..<font color=pink>"Usstan xunus warn dos jaluk; nin dos zhal el"</font> She said to him, he started into her eyes, tremling and begged <font color=white>"Inbal ka'lith qualla, zhennu jabbress."</font> Alliene's eyes were frosty <font color=pink>"Dos auflaque, dos jaluk e'trit, inbau doeb d'ussta ml'aen"</font> the drow prostrated himself, and pulled a dagger out of his gauntlet, Alliene was prepeared for such trechary, and simply cut his head off. She sighed and muttered <font color=pink> "fridj vel'bol dos orn'la kyor'ol dal natha jaluk."</font><font color=red>*</font> To Verloren she said, <font color=pink> "Let us begone from this place."</font> Veloren nodded, then inspected her warhorse's hoofs and sighed. <font color=skyblue>"He'll need cleaning later"</font> she muttered.

Calaethis on the other hand was having more luck. He'd scouted several rooms, and had come across a drow slave, an elf. He looked at her with pity, and although she couldn't see him, glanced up, as if knowing something was near by. A drow slave master sleep near by with a whip in his hand. Calaethis looked disgusted, and although he couldn't kill even a drow in cold blood, neither was it a good idea to leave a live enemy behind. Grimly, he walked over to the sleeping drow, and slapped him on the cheek, slamming his forearm into his mouth so he couldn't scream. The drow's eyes opened and outrage was painted on his features which quickly turned to fear as he saw a young elf garbed in black standing over him, one arm gagging him and a knife in the other... the knife decended, and slit the Drow's throat. The elven woman turned pale as the corpse thrashed and a fountain of blood gushed from its newly severed throat. Calaethis quickly stepped back and walked over to the elf. She tremebled, and Calaethis raised a finger to her lips. <font color=green>"Hush, your safe now. I will not harm you, sister"</font> Calmly, he wiped the knife and sheathed it. Still tremebling the elf nodded. <font color=green>"Be still"</font> He continued, <font color=green>"1st House is undersiege, and all drow are to be eleminated. I suggest you hide little sister, and try to make your way to the surface during the confusion - or make your way to the front lines and surrender. I wouldn't advise it though. If I live though this, I'll come back for you."</font color=green> The elven girl nodded again and hesitently replied <font color=blue>"thank you my lord. I'll wait here for you... may the gods protect you, and the Mother guide your steps"</font> then she fled and hid.<font color=red>**</font>
Calaethis ingnored his cousin's orders to slay all the inhabitents of the first house, as he refused to kill innocents. He made his way back to his cousin...</font>

***ooc - I dont care what your gonna say LB - Alliene might slay servents and slaves, Cal won't. Only drow and their allies ;)

btw, this is how I classify ppl:
White is for drow hostiles, (black wont show up, and red hurts the eyes)
Blue is for non-hostile, neutral,
Skyblue is for Veloren,
Pink is for Alliene
Green is for Calaethis
Red is for any notes etc that might other wise be missed, eg <font color=red>"*"</font> - that way you'll know not to miss em + black doesnt show up, I tried it. speaking of which... ;)
Silver is the rest of the IC text [img]tongue.gif[/img]

<font color=red>*</font>bleh, had to use this: "fridj vel'bol dos orn'la kyor'ol dal natha jaluk", it didnt like the word "predictable" so I couldn't say in typical Alliene, "Males are so predictable" with a roll eye smilie ;)

<font color=red>**</font>It should be noted that although Calaethis is a young elf, he is a noble and his tone and very manner show this, as does his self confidence, the slave elf immediately recognises this, as do any other elves, hence the 'my lord' part.

<font color=orange>Translations:

usstan xunus warn dos jaluk; nin dos zhal el.
i did warn you male; now you shall die

inbal ka'lith qualla zhennu jabbress.
have mercy please, great mistress

dos auflaque dos jaluk e'trit inbau doeb d'ussta ml'aen.
you dog, you male filth, get out of my sight!

fridj vel'bol dos orn'la kyor'ol dal natha jaluk.
just what you would expect from a male</font>

Happy LB? ;) ***

[ 01-16-2003, 07:28 AM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

ooc-me, leave a sig intentionally? never! *snickers*
Verloren brings her horse inside because she can, silly goose! He can walk up stairs and manuever just as well inside a house than he could on an open battle field :D
Alliene's swords are named Nizzre and Vilzraquath, lightning and ice. Verloren's swords are Isan and Isak, ice and lightning. And remember, its not Veloren, its Verloren, you keep leaving out the 'r' [img]tongue.gif[/img]
Shadow check your PM if you havn't already
Also, I noticed in that 'invitation only' RP, they put the translations at the bottom of their posts. Lets start doing that.

<font color=cyan>Streea watched her daughter disapear inside the tower,
"Xal Shar mrigg dosst velve areion dosst ogglinnar rarr, dalharil," she whispered. She noted the dragons ascending the tower and nodded. Everything was going to plan. So far.

At the entrance to the tower, her Hand Maiden had sprung the trigger as soon as she saw the oncoming warriors. Protective spells as well as performancing enchancing enchantments bloomed around herself and her warriors. The Maiden ordered the charge, and soon drow adamine clashed against eachother. A Globe of Blades had surrounded the Maiden, who stood calmly in the midst of the battle, enemies not noticing her protection getting shredded to bits. She suddenly screamed as a bolt struck her shoulder. Matron Streea whirled on her artillery group,
"Elgg l'ogglinnar xuil l'bolts, dos oolos!" they immediatley darted forward, heavy crossbows in hand, and retaliated against the drow firing from the tower.

The Maiden, having cast a small healing spell on herself, regained her composure and pushed her warriors forward. Once they had secured the perimeter, the battle was theirs. Leading her men forward, she stopped suddenly, eyes growing wide. Matron Shelarth of the 1st House snarled at her from the bedraggled entrance, her own warriors and mages behind her,
"<font color=orange>Waela ligrr, dos talinth udos xunus naut zhaun d'dosst doerin?</font>" She put forth her hand and uttered a spell, a Greater Earth Elemental forming in front of the stunned Maiden. It ignored the Globe and smashed the Maiden, before pushing forward into the mass of Streea's warriors. Shelarth caught sight of Matron Streea and waved, "<font color=orange>Draeval ulu el</font>" she smirked as her army pushed forward.</font>

Translations
Xal Shar mrigg dosst velve areion dosst ogglinnar rarr, dalharil= May Shar guide your blade through your enemies hearts, daughter
Elgg l'ogglinnar xuil l'bolts, dos oolos=Kill the enemies with the bolts, you fools
Waela ligrr, dos talinth udos xunus naut zhaun d'dosst doerin?=Foolish girl, did you think we did not know of your coming?
Draeval ulu el=Time to die

[ 01-15-2003, 10:42 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]