Orlandu(RedBlueFlare) & Atryven(Sir Exxon)
Prisoners of the Sylvans
(OOC: Orlandu and Atryven have both been captured by the Sylvan(Wood) elves while out in the jungle exploring, the reason is unknown, but these Sylvans seem more vicious and cruel than those of their homeworld....)
(OOC: Orlandu is a Human Warrior and Atryven is a Human Kensai.)

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Encard(Encard) & Kayla(TAO)
The Path
(OOC: Encard fell into a pit while exploring an old path, a rope was thrown down to him by a mysterious figure which then left, shortly thereafter Kayla came along the same path, exploring. At the moment Kayla is heading towards the pit and Encard is still in it.)
(OOC: Kayla is a Kender Thief and Encard is a Human Chaos Mage)

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Aluthiel(Talthyr)
Beast slayer
(OOC: Talthyr had slain a mighty beast which had been terrorizing the camp, a costly battle which he only barely survived, and managed to get back to camp when it was attacked, Kayla was also there during the attack, at the moment he's back in the clearing where he killed the beast. It's lair is a large hole in the ground in the middle of the clearing.)
(OOC: Aluthiel is an elven assasin(Correct me if I'm wrong.))

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Varjacoa(Legolas)
Prisoner of the Lake Elves
(OOC: While fleeing some lizardmen Varja was chased into a lake where a Lake Elf showed him to the city of the Lake Elves, they weren't too pleasant to him though, imprisoning him for reasons unknown after attempting to get some information from him. At the moment he's in a cell, the elves in the other cells have told him that they have a plan to escape, and they've allowed him to come along.)
(OOC: Varja is a Faerie(Grey) Elf(Sorry, can't remember your class.))

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(OOC: I'll get around to writing non-OOC posts in a minute.)

Orlandu(RedBlueFlare) & Atryven(Sir Exxon)

Night began to fall.
(OOC: That's all of the IC you're getting for now, not much happening where you are.)

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Encard(Encard) & Kayla(TAO)

Kayla approached the pit and saw that someone had tied a rope to a nearby tree, the rope went down into the pit. She could hear that there was someone down there.
(OOC: Encard, you've yet to reply to my last post in which the rope was thrown down to you.)

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Aluthiel(Talthyr)

(OOC: I've yet to hear from you whether you want to examine the beast and explore it's lair or continue into the jungle(And in what direction.))

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Varjacoa(Legolas)

(OOC: Varja has just agreed to accompany the other prisoners in their escape.)

"Good," said the High Elf, "You might not believe it but if our plan works we should be away from this place before another day has passed. A group of Lake Elves which are... Displeased with their current leader has plans to end her life, but their numbers are too few to take on both her, her guards and whatever other Lake Elves still loyal to her that they encounter. That's where we come in, they'll free and arm us if we aid them in their attack on the palace, those who survive will be allowed back to the surface if they so wish. We've yet to figure out quite what's going on here yet, all of the prisoners here seem to be high-ranking among their race and held for ransom somehow to ensure the Lake Elves' safety, they don't seem anything like the Aquatic Elves of home, nothing seems much like it is at home."

Sounds of fighting were heard from the end of the corridor and a group of Lake Elves carrying weapons came running to the cells. There were four of them and two began opening all of the cells while the rest distributed weapons among the prisoners.

From outside could be heard the sounds of battle. When everyone had been freed one of the Lake Elves raised his voice and shouted out in a form of Common, Varja suspected that magic was involved since eveyone could understand it. "We're going to the palace now, remember the deal, those who fight and live will leave alive. Those who try to wimp out by hiding somewhere will be killed afterwards."

The Lake Elves began to leave and the prisoners followed, soon they had escaped the prison wing of the palace. Once again the leader of the small group of Lake Elves spoke, "Half of you will go to the palace entrance to fend off reinforcements, the other half will come along with us to fight the Queen and her guards."

Varja ended up in the group that went to fight the Queen.

<font color="skyblue">Kayla notices the rope, and runs it lightly through her hands, admiring the workmanship..."Nice rope to leave lying around, wonder why someone would do that?"

Her keen kender hearing picks up a noise from the pit, and she notices the rope descends down into it. She sidles to the edge and yells down, "HALLO IN THERE? ANYBODY HOME?"</font>

OOC: Yep Neb, I'm an elf assassin, and TAO, oops, sorry I missed your post when I was re-reading the thread.

IC: Aluthuiel looked down on the beast from the edge of the large dip in the ground, inspecting it carefully, and noticing how much larger it had looked when it was crashing towards him.
He also had a healthy respect for whatever that thing was, and would try to avoid too much combat with them.
Having finished appraising the creature, he stealthily delved further into the pit to explore it's lair and body for treasure.

(OOC: Varja is a non-specialist mage, Neb.)

Invisible dagger clenched in his fist, Varja hurried along with the others. Though he had seen fighting before, and considered himself quite capable at that, the amulet around his neck completely altered the experience.
Arms holding swords left a trail behind as they arced down and at times he thought he faced two men when there was only one. At the same time, blood and sweat overpowered his senses while the shouting nearly deafened the mage.
It took a lot of concentration and effort to stay focussed, and Varja was glad for his training, as the exercises he was taught helped to keep him steady.

He lashed out with his weapon once or twice, causing the invisibillity spell to fail, but whether or not he hit his mark did not register in his mind. As they came nearer the throneroom, Varja decided that the amulet would not help him in battle, and he removed it.

Aluthiel

The Assassin entered the beasts lair and almost vomited because of the strong smell of rot emanating from it. Half-eaten corpses lay everywhere, most of the equipment he found there was broken. A few things had survived the battering that caused their owners' deaths though.

A short sword that had a slight magic aura, a silver ring that was slightly stronger in it's aura and a katana that seemed to have survived merely because of it's superior craftmanship.

The creature itself carried no treasure, but it lookd as though he might be able to sell it's thick hide and claws to someone who could make something useful out of it.

Varja

Fifteen prisoners and one rebel Lake Elf managed to survive the fighting and reach the throne room. Varja had only suffered a few minor cuts and scratches in the fighting, more from being shoved around accidentially than from actually being wounded by attacks.

As they burst through the huge decorated double doors leading into the throne room they were attacked by ten of the Queen's elite guards while the Queen herself jumped up from her throne, which was on a raised dais, and ran down the back of the dais where she dissapeared through a concealed door in the back wall.

Varja aided in the fight against the guards rather than follow the queen. He held no grudge against her in particular, and could in fact not care less if this internal strife led to a new leadership or not.
He did remember the queen's magical abilities, and wanted to remain alert for any hostile spells. Varja ended up standing behind one of the other prisoners and attempting to lunge past him with his knife. It was too short to do any real damage, and only limited the prisoner's movement.
Varjacoa stepped back and singled out one of the guards. He took a deep breath before tracing a pattern in the air, thus starting the conjuring of a magical flame arrow.

Varja

The battle was soon over, Varja once again managed to avoid any serious injury, a few cuts and bruises but nothing serious. With the Queen gone most of the Lake Elves surrendered, leaving the rebels in control shortly thereafter.

The prisoners were promised that they'd be allowed to leave soon, a few of the prisoners who were high-ranking among their own races, and mainly those from Varja's homeworld were invited in for a quick talk with the leader of the rebel elves, Varja was one of these.

He was told to warn the others from his homeworld of the Sylvan elves in the forest, since the appearance of the portal they'd grown massively hostile to anything that wasn't a Sylvan Elf. They also seemed to be preparing for something, something big, and most of their hostility was directed towards the outworlders.

The only race that they still had a bit of respect for besides other Sylvans were High and Grey elves. This said, Varja was informed that it might be in everyone's best interests if he found out what the Sylvan's were up to.

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Kayla

Kayla feels something cold and pointy against the back of her head, a voice behind her says, "Do not move, Kender, or you will find my arrow lodged in your skull."

<font color="gold">Atryven and Orlandu sat quiet on the ground. It was a while since someone said anything.
As the night were falling on, Atryven started to notice all the strange and unfamiliar sounds in this Jungle.
There were many bird-sounds he hadnt heard before, and it was just strange to hear how different this Jungle sounded.
"Damn! Insects are starting to come," said Atryven. "The only animal I 'fear' is insects. You cant get them away, so you just have to let them sit there and drink blood from you.
Besides, there are many of these insects that I dont recognize. Who knows what kind of develship they bring."

It kept getting darker and darker. Both the human prisoners fell asleep.</font>

Since his plan had already included a visit to the elves in the jungle before he was suggested that course of action, he had no objections to going there after he got back to the surface in his own clothes and with his own pack. He'd put on the amulet again, hoping to discover a positive side to balance it's uselessness in battle, just like the blurring vision was balanced by the increase of the other senses. Or perhaps the increase did not balance the decrease, but rather the other way around. He didn't know, and had other things to think about anyway.

"Tell me something," he said to one of the rebels. "Why were we held prisoner in the first place?"

Varja

"All of the prisoners are at least slightly high-ranking among their races, or just in their particular society. The Queen has been using most of them to get a hold on the various nearby races, the Lizardmen for example, they had equal power over the lake and commanded many of the creatures that dwelt in it's depths until the Queen captured the Shaman's son. In return for him surviving they would attack any that ventured near the lake, preferrably driving him out into the deep waters."

"I expect that you want to leave this place by now, just wait a moment while we get your clothes and pack." The rebel Elf left and a short while later another rebel that Varja recognized as the Lake Elf that showed him there in the first place returned with his pack and clothes. She then left the small room in which he'd talked with the other rebel in order to allow him to get changed.

OOC: Sorry, didn't notice this thread earlier...

IC: Encard casts an invisibility spell on himself, then climbs up out of the pit to find a kender standing at the top, and hears the threat made by the voice in the trees. He wonders who it could be. Deciding to investigate, he quietly moves toward the trees.

Encard

Looking amongst the trees Encard sees what is clearly a Sylvan(Wood) Elf.

Encard thinks for a few moments, then quitely mutters a spell to put a small zone of silence around his feet and bag of holding, and moves to a bit behind the elf. He quitely casts a spell to make his voice, when he speaks, seem to come from all dierections, then pulls a lightning wand from his bag and puts it in line with the elf's back. He asks quitely, "So... why exactly are you threatening the kender, friend elf? I'd not suggest making any sudden movements, as I currently have a wand pointed at you. Oh, and have you seena ny cows lately?" Encard waits patiently for a reply.

<font color="skyblue">She immediately stands stock still, and tries not to giggle.

"What kind of arrowhead is that? Is that ebony or silver? Did you use ash to make the arrow body? BOY, you must be pretty good to sneak up on me, course I was just looking down in this hole, and admiring the workmanship of the rope..., of course looks like someone else is even better at sneaking then you.. hmmm.. HEY, is that your rope? That's a good job! My name is Kayla, what's yours? Can I turn around now? HOw did you know I'm a kender, have you seen one before, or are there other kender here? If there are, where are they? I wonder if they are related to me........"

As she talks, she slowly turns around, and crosses her arms in front of her, waiting for this rude person to introduce himself, and the wizard to make him into swiss cheese...</font>

[ 03-31-2002, 03:40 PM: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]

(OOC: Exxon and RedBlueFlare, beginning shortly after I awaken you'll have some more fun than sitting around in a cage.... So fear not [img]smile.gif[/img] )

Kayla & Encard
Getting into a fight?

First the Sylvan is startled by the voice coming from some unseen source near him and then by the kender suddenly blabbering. He fires the arrow off into the woods at random and runs off, unfortunately the direction he chooses to run off in is the pit that Encard just escaped from.

The Elf falls down and miraculously, like Encard, misses all of the spikes. Instead he hits the hard dirt bottom and is knocked unconscious.

<font color="skyblue">Her mouth drops open as the Elf shoots carelessly into the woods, then as he runs straight for the pit. As she starts to yell "watch out", he disappears and a thud is heard.

She turns back around, and grinning at the wizard, she giggles, "BOY, I bet THAT had to hurt!!!".

She grabs her hoopak, and as she walks to the pit, she says over her shoulder, "SO, whats your name? I'm Kayla, nice to meet you. Nice sneaking you did there, did you throw your voice? Was it heavy? Where did you come from? Are you with the camp? OOO, did YOU make that rope? Did you.............."

Her questions go on and on as she keeps walking to the edge of the pit.....</font>

Encard laughs cheerfully at Kayla's seemingly unending questions. He replies, "I'm Encard... no, I didn't quite throw my voice... it's sort of magicish... hmm... weasels are great! Don't you agree! Behold the power of cow!" Encard walks over to the pit and uses a minor spell to move the unconcious elf's weapons away from him, setting them by him (err... by Encard, not the elf). Encard mutters something for a moment, then says, "Hmm... let me see if I have anything that would wake him up a bit sooner... I wonder why he had that bow pointed at you there... hmm... cows..." Encard begins thinking, trying to remeber if he has any appropriate spells ready.

Orlandu & Atryven

Night had fallen on the third day of their captivity. Everything was quiet yet there was tension in the air, both Orlandu and Atryven could feel that something would happen soon. Neither of them could get to sleep yet instead sat awake in their cage till all was almost perfect darkness.... Then the first arrow was fired.

The prison camp at the foot of the great trees was suddenly in chaos, someone was attacking but the darkness made it impossible for the two humans to see who it was. All around them there was the sound of combat and of people dying. Arrows flew past their cage, and in a few cases through it, missing them by inches.

Suddenly one single noise caught their attention in the darkness, the lock on their cage had been opened! The cage door swung open slowly, the one who'd done it had already dashed away swiftly. Otuside in the perfect darkness they could see the shapes of two elven guards lying outside the cage door, throats slit.

<font color="gold">"Come on, let's go!" Orlandu and Atryven ran off, into the jungle. A few arrows was just a few inches away from hitting the two escapers.
They had no chance to see where they ran, but they were able to run without beeing stopped.
While they ran, they could hear the battle quiet down. They didnt know who rescued them, but they owed them great dept. Who knows what would have happened to them if they still were the elves' prisoners, but it wouldnt be good.
The sun started to rise. For a moment, the whole jungle was lightened up by the rising sun, in a red, beautiful light.
The two humans could hear footsteps behind them. It seemt like they werent free yet after all....</font>

Orlandu & Atryven

The two humans ran and suddenly burst free from the jungle and into a large clearing, an obviously temporary camp of humans and high elves had been set up here. A large number of humans and a few dwarves which had obviously been prisoners not too long ago were also in the camp. Atryven and Orlandu were momentarily surprised by seeing this and stopped in their tracks, allowing their pursuers, other human prisoners that had followed them to freedom, to catch up with them.

Orlandu breathed a sigh of relief. Now that everything is alright he became little curious. What exactly was it that saved all the prisoners? He doesn't have much time to think about it however, as the two pursuers came up and greeted them cheerfully. (As cheerfully as freed prisoners are that is.)

Aluthiel inspected the ring and short sword closely, as an elf he naturally had a good knowledge of magical items and neither item felt like it could be cursed, but rather than throwing caution to the wind he instead tucked them into one of his deep pockets.
The katana however, he picked up and getting a good grip on it decided to use the extremely well crafted weapon.
After some consideration he took the claws and what he could of the hide without being too excessive a burden and nimbly sprang further into the forest on the rough mud path.

<font color="ghostwhite">While Kayla is talking with Encard, her pack moves on her back. A slight tearing sound ensues as a hole is torn in the top, then a little figure drops out. She stares up at the two and says "Wow aren't you big! How did you get that way? My mother always told me I should eat lots of acorns, then I'd get big. Maybe I should have, then I'd be as big as you are! Or?"</font>
OOC: My character is an Atomie (a type of Pixie) Fighter. She is approximately one foot tall, wearing bright yellow and green clothes and uses a pixie-size longsword and longbow.

[ 04-01-2002, 05:17 PM: Message edited by: Kaz ]

<font color="skyblue">Kayla stares in astonishment at the pixie that emerges from her pack, for once speechless....

"Uh....UH....HELLO Atomie, aren't you cute? Acorns? Umm...never tried them. Boy, I thought I was small...are you part kender, maybe? "</font>

OOC: And I forgot small dragonfly-like silverblue wings ;)
IC:
<font color="ghostwhite">The pixie looks up at Kayla. "I guess it's not the acorns then, if you don't eat them. I don't think I'm part kender, although I don't know for sure. Are they all as big as you are? I'm Alina, by the way, and who are you?" While waiting for an answer she straightens out the wings on her backs, which have gotten slightly crumpled from her time in the pack.</font>

Aluthiel

Aluthiel headed into the jungle, things were relatively calm and he bumped into nothing unusual for a while. Then he began to spot large stone blocks amongst the trees, they were obviously old and overgrown with many weeds and vines.

As he continued further on the jungle floor beneath his feet was replaced by a stone paving, it was obvious that something was living, or had once lived, and built in this area...

(OOC: Stopped for now in case you want to go in some other direction or continue onwards.)

Orlandu & Atryven

What appeared to be a small army or large raiding party emerged from the jungle in the direction of the Sylvan city, it consisted of High elves and humans, many were supporting or carrying wounded and fallen comrades.

After the survivors of the raiding party had returned to the camp they started moving in the opposite direction of the Sylvan city, the former prisoners followed them.

(OOC: Will you follow them or will you go off on your own?)

<font color="gold">OOC: Neb, you're finally up in 7000 posts! Good work! [img]smile.gif[/img]

IC:
Atryven and Orlandu hooked on to the army. They ran forth and back, in hope to find the leader of this army. They were curious on what was this party's intension. Well, they understood what the army would do, but they were curious on why.
The army seemed to consist of about 30 persons, all heavily armed.
"This surely is a strange world," Atryven said to himself. "In my homeworld, High Elves wouldnt even think of attacking Sylvians."
Cause this really was a strange thing. "This world must be in chaos," Atryven thought.</font>

Fascinated by the hugely differing landscape, Aluthiel stopped in his trackjs, pausing to scout the area, it looked very calm and he didn't want to unnecessarily disturb anything.
He continued on further, eventually standing directly in the centre of the stones, and marvelled at the age and power seeming to radiate from these plain stones.

(OOC: Everyone, I'm leaving IW so I won't be DM'ing this RP here any longer, but I'll try to get it moved to another forum at:

(URL removed.)

A forum devoted entirely to online RP's, please post all those who'd still want to participate after it has been moved.)

[ 04-04-2002, 01:48 PM: Message edited by: Neb ]

Well, I mightcontinue there, but why are you leaving????

(OOC: I'll PM you about it since I don't want to spam up the thread with it, pass it on to any of the others which might want to know.)

Right, I'll try and get it to the other Roleplayters on this thread, or is there anyone else too?

(OOC: Last post on IW, if anyone else asks for it you can send it to them, but I can't think of anyone else..... Goodbye everyone....)

Awww........we'll miss you Neb *HUGGERS* :(

You don't have to miss him Tao, if you sign up to that forum above, you can continue the RP there, just look at the RP games 5 set, then it says 'Neb's game.'
Can't miss it.