ooc:Ok, rules...you don't have to post your character stats, but if you want to, you can, but I would like character bios posted please. You have the freedom to use multi-colour posts if you have to, and if your going to, use 2ed rules. Also, you've gotta have fun ;)

character name:Khalraan Race:Elven Class:Thief Background:Age, 26, street pickpocket, weapons, small iron dagger, with a plain wooden hilt, stolen. Clothes, a thin leather tunic, a deep black, patched cloak, slightly too large. 4'7" blond, elbow length hair, white skin, 'innocent looking' bright blue eyes.

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan ran through the field, gripping the stolen bread in his hand, slowly putting more distance between himself and the baker brandishing a long knife. His young legs held more energy, and he leaped over a stile, dodging cows and manure. He saw an opening, and rolled under a fence, making his getaway. Khal slipped behind a cart, and started to munch on his 'prize' not hearing footsteps come towards him.</font>

*edit*ooc:also, no sigs please [img]smile.gif[/img]

[ 01-17-2003, 04:43 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

ooc: hey, thanks for joining Callum, can you please tell me what character your going to use, and do an ic? thankyou :D

Name-Darun
Bio-Darun ,a full wood elf male aged 17 has been a street thief and assassin eversince his parents died at the hands of Lloth...
Weopens-An enchanted(though he doesn't know it)long bow and a long scimatar(Both stolen)
Clothes-a jet black long clock,a plain grey tunic and old leather boots (all stolen exept the cloak)

Ic
on the other side of side of the same town Darun watched the bar door, thinking. Darun hadn't eaten for hours and was hungry but food here was not cheep and Darun was not rich though he could afford it.In the end Darun decided that he should have eaten long ago.He got out his gold counted it and walked into the bar and up to the counter...

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[ 01-16-2003, 04:41 PM: Message edited by: chi master ]

ooc-awesome sig chi, but lose it in the game :D

<font color=cyan>Character: Verloren Esgaroth Dragonflame (sound familiar LHEL lol. Different version of her though)
A young half-elven mage, just celebrated her 17th nameday. Her father is King of a rich land noted for its intelligent horses, and her mother an elf noble of Suldenessar. Not liking her situation at the palace, she left home in search of adventure. With her is Zachana, a faerie-dragon; her familiar, and a young colt named Wind Shadow, hardly even a year old. Verloren is 5'1 and the colt's whithers already reach the middle of her chest. When he is older, he will be her War Stallion. Her clothing is her own custom robe, a smooth black silk with red scrolling, but offers a +3 protection. She wears stout bottomed slipper's of dark red, and a cloak the same design of her robe. A +1 dagger is tucked securley in its small sheath at her waist. Verloren has dark brown red-tinted hair to the smalls of her back, and a strikingly beautiful face even though she is still young for her race. Her eyes are a deep brown flecked with red. She is quick to smile and loves to laugh.

Verloren sighed as she trecked through the grass. It looked taken care of, perhaps there was a town nearby. Wind Shadow whinnied at the sight of the fresh grass, and immediatley started to graze. Frowning at her friend, Verloren shook her head and spotted a young elf sitting against a cart, munching on some bread. She walked over to him, Zachana peeping curiously out of her pack,

"Hello, my names Verloren," she sat next to him and grinned, "Is a there a reason your eating that bread behind a cart?"</font>

ooc:thanks for joining LB and Chi [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img] i take it this is a 'younger version' of Verloren? [img]smile.gif[/img]

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan looked up, startled, thinking he'd been caught, but soon realising the woman was not after his bread.
'hi, my names Khal, a farmer tried to steal my bread, so i'm hiding from him.'
Khalraan grinned,
'had to tie a couple of his cows together, and escaped whilst he tried to catch them.'
Khalraan looked up at the frowning Verloren.
'Pretty horse you got, so, watcha doing here?'

ooc-Much younger, lol. By a decade :D

<font color=cyan>Verloren frowned prettily at her war colt,
"Terrible beast, all he seems to want to do is eat," she muttered under her breath. With a sigh she rested her chin in her hands, "Life at home was getting dull, I needed adventure. So far nothing too exciting has happened. But it is a lot better than being cooped up in the palace grounds," she stopped suddenly at this release of information. She prefered people not knowing she was royal. They always thought she carried something of value, which she really didn't, besides her small tiara and her own robes.</font>

Occ Sorry about the sig
Ic
Darun walked out of the bar full and slightly drunk realising he had drunk to much he found a warm stable and slept for a few hours he was woken by a large white horse fully sadled and reigned that hadn't been there before he "Borrowed" this horse and they galloped away through the town to a small farm where he saw a girl talking to a male elf currious Darun rood over and introduced himself

SecretMaster
Race-Human
Class-Thief, Scout, Assassin.
Age-?
Hair-?
Eyes-?
Skin-?
Equipment-Mask (Special Gift from unknown friend, used to cover his face. None has seen his face since he was 10 years old. 1 Masumi, Ninja Garbs.
Specialties- Martial Combat, Sword Fighting, Stealth
Backround- Not is much known about this man. He is well known for dressing like a ninja in dark clothing, disguising his voice, and never revealing his face. He is very swift, and is often not noticed at night. He is also a dangerous foe when using his sword, and even more dangerous fighting unarmed. This is just one description of the man, for there stories vary.

IC> SecretMaster layed still upon a tree, listening to the talk of two people. He could distinguish the sexes, one male, and one female. He heard a man approaching them too. He remained ever vigilant, for if he was caught, they'd be on the look out.

<font color=cyan>Verloren rose smoothly to her feet, straightening her silken robes, as well hoping she was not displaying too much of her flesh (she is notorious for teasing males by wearing nothing but her robe). Wind Shadow whinnied and galloped over to her on his swift little hooves, pricking his ears curiously at the elf on the white horse. The half-elven princess dipped a small curtsy and flashed a friendly smile,
"Greetings, Darun. I am Verloren Dragonflame," she tucked a stray piece of hair behind her small pointed ears, "That is a lovely horse you have. What is his name? This little stallion is called Wind Shadow," she grinned as the colt curled his neck proudly.</font>

ooc:hmm, chi master, how about Khal and Darun are partners in thieving? lol [img]tongue.gif[/img] what with them both being thieves and elves...so, what do you say? [img]smile.gif[/img]

ic:<font color=orange>Hello Darun, I'm Khal.
Khalraan started stroking both the horses, and pulled off a piece of bread for them each.</font>(ooc:LB, deja vu? lol [img]tongue.gif[/img] )<font color=orange>Khalraan glanced up at a nearby tree. His senses acute to movement, what with being a theif.
'Do you see anything up there?'
Seeing the others shake their heads he shrugged it off and went back to stroking the horses mane.
'Must be a bird.'

ooc-lol, always the bread :D

<font color=cyan>Zachana climbed out of Verloren's pack and sat on her shoulder, cocking her head at the elves, her colorful eyes swirling. She jumped down and hovered in front of Wind Shadow, stealing a piece of his bread for herself, before darting back into her lady's pack. The colt snorted indignantly and stamped his hoof, hurriedly chewing the rest of his own bread. Verloren chuckled at her friends and shook her head. She felt a sudden prickle on the back of her neck and she shifted her shoulders. They were being watched, but by what, or who, or where, she had no clue. Shrugging her shoulders again, she winked a friendly wink at Khalraan.</font>

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan was surprised as the dragon flew past his shoulder,
'A dragon!'</font>(this is Khalraan, my character...Mr. State The Obvious [img]tongue.gif[/img] lol [img]tongue.gif[/img] )<font color=orange>Stepping up to Verloren he asked her
'May I?' Gesturing to her pack.
(Even though Khalraan had been brought up a thief, he still had manners.)
With a nod from Verloren Khal broke off a bit of bread, and tempted the miniature dragon out.
'Why's she so small?'
He questioned.</font>

ooc:Argh, do you realise how hard it is not to call her Alliene, LB? lol [img]tongue.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

*edit* ok everyone, I'm changing the name of this game, as I think it's putting some people off ;)

[ 01-17-2003, 04:42 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

lol-i did a double take when i saw the name. How many times you plan on changing it :D
In that last post i actually started to type Alliene, lol. But Verloren was Zachana's original owner, in my book [img]tongue.gif[/img] . Alliene is also Verloren's evil persona, so it still works :D
Also-if the indication of a faerie dragon for her familiar didn't tell you, Verloren is Chaotic Good

<font color=cyan>Verloren took off her pack and held it in front of her so she could watch Zach peek her sleek irridecent nose out,
"She is a Faerie Dragon," she explained as most of the dragon's neck came out, nibbling on the bread with a delighted purr, "Since she is a familiar, she has to be small enough for her mage to carry around," Zachana's kaliedescope eyes sparkled and she climbed the rest of the way out, before seizing what remained of the loaf and nipping back into Verloren's pack with a squeak. Giggling, Verloren rummaged into her pack and pulled out the writhing beast, still clutching the bread. She managed to tear it lose and handed it back to Khal, "She must like you. She never steals from people she doesn't like," Zachana cooed and stared expectantly at the loaf before Verloren told her not to.</font>

Occ
lord legs Im fine with them being thief partners
Ic
"Khal could I have a word with you over there...privately"
Agreeing khal and Darun walked away from Verloren and secret master and satarted talking in elvish...
"Khal ,last night I meet a merchant in back alley and managed to swipe 100gold I spent 10 on a meal but half should be yours ...partner" darun handed Khal 45 gold.
then all of a sudden Darun whispered "we are being watched,their is someone in that tree by the princess we must act like we dont Know he's their and not alert the princess she may give us away"
They both walked back over to Verloren."Sorry Verloren,my horses name is Elathor it's elvish for "Snow Mane".
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[ 01-17-2003, 09:29 PM: Message edited by: chi master ]

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan took the coins.
'Thanks,' he winked 'Want some bread?'
Khal held out the dragon spit dripping loaf.
'No? Ok then'
Turning his gaze to the trees he spoke
'I thought I saw something up there, whoever it is, they're keeping very still, better watch for throwing knives. He's probably an assassin.'
Splitting the bread into three pieces, he gave a chunk to each of the horses, and handed the rest to Verloren to give to Zachana.</font>

*edit*ooc:ok, seeing as we've done about a page, I take it this is as large as our group is going to get, so...the plot:
Ok, to start off we're going to get away from this town, and conviently find Khalraan's sister, dead. Her village burned down, we're gonna have to find the pillagers, and kill them, sound easy enough? PM me if you want any changes, or a subplot ;)

[ 01-18-2003, 07:18 AM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

|)eath K. - Used to be a Dragon Night for an emperial guard, but then the empire became pacifist and had no need for a guard, so now he's looking for work... His race is Genasai though no one is quite sertain as to what type of genasai he is... he shrouds his eyes behind a dark helmet, though some say they've seen them glow, his weaposn of choice are a sword, and a spear. He only has 3 Special techniques, Jump, Boomerang, and Pile Drive. What these do are yet to be determined. Nonweapon proofs include animal empathy, dual weilding, swimming, climbing, increased running speed, fortitude, and protection from lightening (which seems to be a racial trait) as well as emmotions relate to weather patterns, oh and yes wild talent to controll flames along with rope usage and air moving (thats for folling down and up). That's about all he does [img]tongue.gif[/img] In relation to this story line, he is a tracker who'se got several peices of business to attend to with all of the characters, hoping to make a quick buck... err gold...

Stats:

STR: 21
DEX: 19
INT: 18
WIS: 7
CHA: 9
CON: 14

Picture: Clickey Clickey! Though its not colored yet.

Hair: Red Eyes: ??? Items: Full body black Aerodynamic Armor designed by Tengu, one extra-bent longsword (Boomeranged a little too hard last time) and a multi-wood lance, the top layer of wood is purpleheart which has been dyed red with sakura dew (took a very long time to do mind you) his boots also have iron foodguards which protect from shockwaves, he's been known to get blisters when jumping without them. He's still working on jumping barefoot.

<font color="e33ff">
A dark armored figure sat at a bar stool, he stood out among everyone else at the local taven because his armor seemed to absorb light. He ordered up another exotic rice ale and chose to sit down and enjoy it. He then choked...
"Why is it COLD!? You dont serve this COLD!"

The bartended looked at him suprised "but it's ale!"

"oh never mind..." He pulled out a wooden box with an iron lid, placed a candel under it and waved his hands at it. The candel burst into flame and shot upward heating the Iron lid on the exotic box. He then placed the mug of ale atop the iron and it was warmed. Some people looked inquisitivley, others stared in discust at the thought of a hot ale...

The figured pulled out a tiny map and surveyed in "lets see now... Khalraan was last spotted getting on to a wagon heading east... That path interescts with Darun, and... miss Dragonflame... Well well... We might just be able to meet at last...

The figure downed the entire mug of rice ale in a single movement... he stood up layed down a peice of foreign currency, caring not for how the batender reacted and walked out into the cool night air.

He looked up and observed the pegasus in the sky constelation...

"You can't miss that horse of hers" he thought...

Looking down now, he could see a villiage burning...

"uh oh... looks like I'll have to take a detour..."

[ 01-18-2003, 11:48 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

ooc-oy /), can't wait to see what kind of mischeif you cause to my character [img]tongue.gif[/img]

<font color=cyan>Verloren watched the men converse with a tilted head. They were too far away to hear clearly, but she caught a snatch of stealing something and her giving away a secret. When Darun passed the gold to Khalraan she chuckled and shook her head. Little theives. She patted Elathor. The elf used a saddle? How very interesting. Elves were supposed to have a natural empathy with horses that allowed them to ride without bridle or saddle, very much the way she would ride Wind Shadow, when he was a little bigger. As the elves walked back over she only arched an eyebrow and accepted the bread silently, her eyes slowly traveling to the tree they had kept staring at. So there was something in there. She very much wanted to send Zachana up there, but she didn't want to risk her little dragon's life.</font>

Ic
Darun jumped onto his horse and since Khal doesn't have one pulled him up aswell "Verloren .Khal and I have to leave this town as we are wanted by many but if you seek adventure as you say then ride with us,we can offer food when you need it, protection if you want it and good friendship no-matter what."
Occ
The plot sounds fine to me.

[ 01-19-2003, 09:02 PM: Message edited by: chi master ]

ooc-sounds good to me as well LHEL [img]smile.gif[/img]
Chi-sig :D

<font color=cyan>"The reason I left my home was to seek adventure, and meet new friends," she smoothed Wind Shadow's silvery hair and hopped on to his back, her legs in the side-saddle position. He was strong, but he could only carry her for a limited amount of time, and she told them so, "Let us ride then," she smiled her bright smile, confident her little stallion could keep up with the white.</font>

ooc-Chi, is your horse a mare, stallion, or gelding?

<font color="e33ff"> The skies began to fill with storm clouds... lightening was on the horizon...</font>

-edit : OOC: Chi-sama, your sig... you need to make it dissapear

and Check this out if you want to add some flair to your sig AND make it dissapear/reapear at the same time :D

[ 01-18-2003, 10:32 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]

ooc:/), cool thing you did to chi's sig :D If you read the first post, I stated that there should be no sigs, please remove them Chi master [img]smile.gif[/img]

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan gripped the horse, as they started to ride. Although he liked the animals, the young boy had always been frightened of riding, since he had been flung off of one in his home paddock.
Many questions aroused from the boy, as all children do on journeys
'Where are we going to? Can we visit my home on the way? Is it gonna be an adventure?' and the most annoying of all: 'Are we nearly there yet?'</font>

<font color="e33ff">/)eath enters the town and enters the first burning home closest to him via the roof, he looks around for any people who need saving and only sees people burning and ransacking the town, lots of them...

He took out his sword and without taking another step forward prepared to attack all of the people in the home simultaneously...

"I hope the others don't end up here..."

ooc:
hint hint *wink*

:D

<font color=pink>Throughout the ride, Verloren had noticed WindShadow snorting as if he smelled something foul. Her own sharp nose told her nothing, so she sent Zachana out to do an investigation. Minutes after the dragon had gone, she flew beside the running horses,

"There is a villiage burning not far to the west, my lady. Perhaps we should see what we can do to help?"

Verloren nodded and glanced at the two elves on the tall white horse, "Does that sound OK to you?" she shouted at them.</font>

<font color="e33ff"> ...And that one's for her daughter!" /)eath said after tossing one barbarian into the other, holding them up and throwing them with his spear alone. "Sheesh! its taken this long just to avenge one extended family! I can only imagine what the next few buildings with bring... He heard something fluttering about off in the distance... "A dragon?" he thought for a moment, peering out the window he saw Zachana scouting about.

"Uh oh" he thought Coughing and testing his breath... "ehem... Good evening miss starshadow..." he said in a tough voice he then beat himself on the head "oh that'll never do... not with a villiage burning behind me..."</font>

Occ
Death:great how do I put it in my sig?
LB + Lord legs: Sorry bout the sig
LB:My horse is a large stallion
Ic
Darun,Khal and Verloren rode into the village and jumped of their horses preparing to battle the pillagers but once the enemy caught sight of them the quickly fled all save the one who was dueling /)eath...

[ 01-19-2003, 09:12 PM: Message edited by: chi master ]

<font color=cyan>Verloren hopped off her little stallion and gave his neck a scratch for having to carry her so far. She fingered her emerald capped dagger in its sheath and pursed her lips as she surveyed the damage. She noticed a strange man who was successfuly dealing with the pillagers. He seemed to recognize them. Feeling rather uncomfortable, she wrapped her black silken robe around herself and stayed close to Khalraan and Darun, watching the Genesai closley.</font>

<font color="e33ff">a dark blur shot through the cloudy sky above everyone though they couldn't tell quite what it was... it looked like someone had fired a cannonball clear out of a homes roof...

It started to thunder and rain on everyone... Chocking the fires which barley remained burning, only the homes with fires below unburtn and unbroken thatched rooves continued to burn.

OOC: Chi just open it, right click, get info, copy the URL in between the [img] and [/img] you've already got there and you're set :D

And that Dark Blur is me, remember you don't even know who I am much less that I'm there [img]tongue.gif[/img] Well right now Im *points up* hehe... don't bother looking as you wont be able to find me above the stormclouds...

ic:<font color=orange>Khal called to the other's, and ran into one of the still standing houses, well, half standing.
'I don't want to get wet' were the bedraggled child's words.
He walked to the other side of the room, and pulled a blanket from the floor. A scream came from the young boy's mouth. He stood over the body of an elf girl, seemingly a few years older than himself, his mouthing moving up and down, tears swelling up in his eyes.

<font color="e33ff"> "Ayull Cutt'r You Up!" Yelled a barbarian as he leapt out of the bushes and began running for the first thing he noticed, a white maned horse... He suddenly felt something like a prick in the back of his kneck and fell over, a dark armored Knigth appeared behind him a few seconds lader with a loud explosion, he examined the back of the warriors kneck... Pulled a tiny pin out and said "damn I'm good" just as the barbarian fell over. He looked up from the bloodied pin throgh his helmets eyed and saw her... His lips locked up... He didnt know what to say, then he realized he was still standing in a crater next to a courpse...

"EHAHAHAHA" he shouted laughing trying to play off his actions... He walked up to the ladies horse and was unsure of how to act, so he tried as hard as possible to make a good first impression, he cleared his throat so strongly it came out threatening... "EHEM" he said darkly... "Greetings Miss DragonFlame!!" he shouted in a threatening manner...

Verloren was obviously startled by his presence as he'd arrived to the side of her steed almost silently... All she saw was a knight speaking in a threatening voice wearing dark armor who knew her name... The first thing that clicked in her mind was "An Assasin!"

<font color=cyan>Verloren heard Kalraan scream, but her own situation was more important. Drawing her dagger, she cast a small mage spell on herself and Wind Shadow,
"I do not know who you are, knight, but you will not be killing this half-elf," Wind Shadow had layed his ears back, his whole body tense, ready to spring forward. Zachana had climbed out of her pack and sat on her shoulder, wings flred and hissing.</font>

<font color="e33ff">The Knight tumbeld backward and landed on his head, falling over rediculously after doing his backward roll he shouted "AAAH! I didn't mean to come off like that!! I'm sorry M'lady! I- I don't get out much..." he said Fearfully...

ooc-drat, you confuse me so much! :D

<font color=cyan>Frowning, Verloren sheathed her dagger and stood over the knight, crossing her arms and glaring down at him,

"Well! I do not know who you are, or how you know my name, but if you do not mean me harm, I will resist the urge to have my stallion step on your face," Wind Shadow snorted his agreement, and stomped a hoof for emphasis. Making sure her robe was tied tightly, she bent down and caught the armoured arm of the knight, hauling him to his feet, "I suggest we go and find out what Khalraan is screaming about," she picked her way carefuly through the ruined village and into the burning house, "Khalraan! *cough* Khal, whats wrong?" she waved smoke out of her eyes and peered at the woman, "Do you know her?"</font>

Darun was already by Khals side and told Verloren "that was his sister"Darun looks around the room "and they were his familly
Occ
I'll put that sig in now

[ 01-20-2003, 11:18 PM: Message edited by: chi master ]

<font color="e33ff">"I'll go get him", the dark night replied, this time sounding very heroic, like mello-dramatic kind of heroic, there was a whisping sound next to Verloren which blew all of the smoke away from her for an instant and she noticed that the armored man was gone...

--- a few seconds later ---

Khalraan heard something crash through the roof and asumed it was just the raftors burning away and becoming loosened by flame, suddenly he felt a pair of hands grapple his shoulters and in a few moments he looked down and saw the roof of the house he was in and a few more moments later and he was above the clouds...

Darun looks at Verloren "you know him?"

[ 01-20-2003, 11:27 PM: Message edited by: chi master ]

OOC: I'm gonna at least let Khalraan say something before we begin to descend ^_^ if not kick and scream for his life

2 miles east of the village...

SecretMaster observed a large group of men fleeing the village, with sacks of gold in their hands. These men were obviously the attackers of the village. SecretMaster jumped down from his tree, and ran toward the village.

Verloren was still stupified by the sudden disapearance of the Knight when something caught her eye. She was just a second late though. A man jumped from a flaming building and landed right in front of her. He then flipped over her and drew out his sword, holding the top point to her back. With her elven reflexes, Verloren quickly turned around and faced the Ninja.

Verloren-"Who are you? And what are you doing pointing that thing at me!"

SecretMaster-"Who I am is not important." He withdrew his sword and placed it in his sheath. "Most elves can stop anyone trying to get to their back. I however, am faster than that. You know I am. But I am not here to enter a competition. You know who I am, I know you saw me watching you and your friends earlier. No doubt you think I am some sort of assassin. You are wrong, but I will tell you this, the men you seek are fleeing east. To where, I am not certain. The road east leads to nowhere for quite sometime though, and the forests are plentiful. I am sure they have some sort of camp, but I am not positive. But just wait, your friends shall be here any moment."

OOC> I'll be gone for awhile cuz my dad got a new computer and he's switching them around and stuff.

[ 01-21-2003, 12:25 AM: Message edited by: SecretMaster ]

<font color="e33ff">"now don't be alarmed we'll be setting down shortly, I just saw a young perky fellow leap off a roof and is now holding our dear lady Verloren hostage, I'm going to attempt something that might scare you for a bit, I recomend that you let go of me the second you feel your feet touch the ground, after this is all cleared up i've got a bone to pick with you..."

The Dark armored knigh spoke to his "Passanger" as they slowed their ascent and began to descend straight down through the clouds...

ic:<font color=orange>Khalraan couldn't believe what was happening, he'd never been seriously involoved with magic before, and this extreme performance frightened the young elf. He was confused, but still nodded an agreement to his captor, 'but why?' he asked himself, what did this man want with him? 'Do I know this man? I don't remember stealing his bread, maybe it was this knife?' He glanced down at the blade on his belt, and the thought of cutting himself free came into his head, but soon left, as he saw how high he was.</font>

<font color="e33ff">The knights feet struck the ground and he tossed karlaan off, he then pivoted around rappidly and in the blink of the ninja's eye he noticed a spear held in his face...

"What is it you want with Lady Dragonflame! Speak or taste blade! Ninja's arent the only ones who posses quick reflexes..."

(ooc: This is turning into an oriental RPG [img]tongue.gif[/img] )

[ 01-21-2003, 04:06 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]