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The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Tue Mar 05, 2013 7:19 pm

This is an Extravagant tale of magic and mystical powers....its a classic tale of good versus evil at first glance....the mystics....wild magic users of all kinds.....versus....The nomadic tribes of The Dark Woods......shape shifters and plane walkers.....they both battle for control of the land Astaria......The leaders of the mystics is a council of the 5 most powerful wizards and spell casters.......they sit at the top of their tower in the center of the capital of the mystics.....Gander....The tribes men dont have a leader...if anyone is followed it is the strongest of the group....other wise they mostly work togeather in teams......the forest is the divide of the two nations.....they constantly fued and battle......the reasons for the war are many.....but luckily a truce was signed at the end of the last epic battle and at the death of one of the great warriors for the mystics......its been a year.....and the talk of war is in the air again......now i know how easy it could be to make some uber god character......but i ask in your character creation you try to set limits for your character.....and if your going to be really good at magic.....pick a certain school of magic to be good at......we dont need you pulling spells out of a hat......also if you cast any magic it drains from your stamina or life force.....if you blow up a whole town on me....i expect you to go unconscious and be out for a week and need a damn blood transfer lol....submit any characters to me and ill post them in the character sheet list......i guess we would need to pick a side.....or play on both sides.....id allow multiple characters aswell.....im sure ill play more than one as well as a lot of NPC's......alright gl hope it turns out well
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Tue Mar 05, 2013 7:21 pm

Races:(if you dont want to be human)
Name:
Physical Description:(how tall hair color...super big muscles...whatever)
Magical/Supernatural talents:
Personality:
Background:(a short backstory for your charcter)
(Other:)(anything extra....like perhaps what hes wearing what weapons he has...and anything else we might need to know...)



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Race: he is an Extraplanar being (born on another plane of existence)
Name: Talasadar Kreedin
Physical Description: stands about 6' 2" his skin an all dark black with solid dark blue eyes, bald headed, no eye brows, no mouth, and a dark big heavy cloak hiding the rest of his body.....obviously human in form.....
Magical/Supernatural Talents: the ability to travel between the plane of darkness and the true plane of the living....he also has the ability to harness the darkness of his plane inside his own body....channeling the energy out of his hands....or into an explosive blast with him as the epicenter....he also can shape darkness in his vicinity blotting out the light and such.....when he uses his powers they drain him like everyone else....but when he hits his bottom he has to return to his plane to rest.....
Personality: cold and placid.....if he has emotions....there isn't a way to read him.....and when he talks on our side his voice is muffled and harsh as if the sound of his voice is clouded....he has no mouth but is still able to talk......its not quite telepathy....cuz everyone is able to actually "hear" him aloud......its as if his voice is projected somehow....
Background: He comes from a separate plane parallel to ours......full of dark creatures and filled with dark energy.....he has discovered a way through out his prolonged life to now travel between the two planes of existence.....hes been able to do this for the past 20 years.....and in that time he had joined the Wild tribes.....and then was betrayed by them in the last epic battle......now a rouge agent....hes been biding his time this past year exploring the darker parts of the Dark Woods....rumors have reached his ears of the coming of the next war.....and weather he participates or not....he at least wants to watch how it unfolds....
Other: he carries nothing but his cloak.....isn't required to eat.....just to feed on the power of his world.....he has no weapons or anything of the like......for he is the weapon....




-------------dudemans second character-------------
Races:a human shapeshifter
Name:(Argull) Wrath
Physical Description:7 feet tall and very broad shouldered and very muscular most of his body is covered in hair a full beard and long dark matted hair on his head......at first look hes big, hes strong, hes tough
Magical/Supernatural talents:Shapeshifter.....he has multiple forms aswell....(will be revealed in roleplay).....and with in the past year he has acquired the ability to raise the dead....decompose flesh.....as well as many different curses ranging from driving people insanse to seeing what they fear to being stricken with sickness.....
Personality: mean and hateful.....he is powerful and knows it.....and loves to show it......hes short with his underlings and has no respect for them.....to him....everyone in his "Clan" are no more than tools for his bidding.....and the only punishment he seems to know is Death....and he longs for nothing more than to see the capitol of Gander...burned to the ground
Background:He comes from a long line of powerful shapeshifters.....and his Clan has been run by someone of his bloodline for the past 3 to 4 generations.......He faught in the last War and played a major role in how that last battle played out........his true name is Argull...but here in the past few months he has had everyone refer to him as Wrath
(Other:) He is the head of his clan of over 300 (for now)......a mixture of his clan and smaller clans that he bested the leaders of and killed any who resisted.......he only wears a pair of tattered pants his large muscles and big chest, covered in thick hair, is always shown.....and his clans symbol, 4 bright red lines going down his chest, perfectly cover a set of deep scars.......a wound suffered from his father when Argull became leader.



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Race: Often mistaken for a succubus or a vampire, she is actually a rather low-ranking demon.
Name: Xierra. No surnames.
Physical Description: Her body at first glance is surprisingly human, and that of a human in its prime. Sleek and elegant, she stands at an easy five-foot-five. Aside from her dark scarlet eyes and glistening ivory fangs, her face is remarkably attractive. Long, dark curls fall past rough, leathery dragon wings and to the curve in her lower back. A long, slender tail with a retractable blade at the end curls around her legs, doubling as perhaps her favorite weapon.
Magical / Supernatural Talents: Xierra is a master of fire. Her skill with her element is unparalleled, having made several remarkable breakthroughs and her own unique styles of combat. In addition, her blood and her venom hold special properties that vary from person to person. She spent a little time dappling in the affairs of the psyche, and could be considered a novice illusionist, though she rarely utilizes these abilities.
Personality: She's not very easy to get along with. She acts before she speaks and doesn't take too much time to think before making a decision. Violence is as normal to her as etiquette, and she won't hesitate for anything but trust.
Background: I'd rather allow this to be revealed as the roleplay progresses. Don't want to give away any spoilers.
Other: She suffers from several mental disorders, ranging from schizophrenia to insomnia to sociopathy.



-------------Xierra's second character--------------------
Race: Human Shapeshifter
Name: Vinter. He no longer bears a last name.
Physical Description: Tone and lean, Vinter appears both fast and strong, though not abnormally so. His shaggy dark hair reaches just to the top of his keen brown eyes, highlighted by a long, thin scar running down the side of his face. For those who look closely enough, a small barbed wire tattoo encircles his wrist.
Magical/Supernatural Talents: Shapeshifting, mostly. Since he left his nomadic tribe of the Dark Woods and became a mystic, he began to learn other magics, though he isn't very proficient in anything but the basics of energy control yet. He is currently looking for someone to train him in elemental manipulation.
Personality: Vinter won't be very open at first, but it's not difficult to befriend him. He's quite caring and protective, with a strong desire to do what is right. Some traces of his former identity will occasionally show, in times of great anger or distress, and his more 'evil' shapeshifter side will take over.
Background: A former resident of the Dark Woods, Vinter was raised in the traditional Shapeshifter way of life. He was taught to follow the most worthy without question, to serve and kill and live by any means necessary. This culture never felt right to him, stealing and killing for resources, power being the only factor in democracy. It was only when Vinter himself was directly ordered to take the life of an innocent, that he decided he was through with them all. During his attempt to leave the tribe, he acquired the scar on his left cheek. His escape was successful, however, and he began a new life for himself beyond the borders of the woods.
Other: On his way out of the woods, Vinter befriended an injured wolf and nursed it back to health. Since then, the wolf, nicknamed 'Tirven', follows him wherever he goes, and the two are quite close.




<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<wnxcogboy>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.
Races: human
Name: Jürgen
Physical Description: 6’10 450lb decently muscled with a solid layer of fat over the most of the body. Blue eyes with light brown, short cropped hair. White and slightly tanned skin. Innumerable tattoos of unknown meaning.
Magical/Supernatural talents: magical and psychic blank (unaffected by outside himself), steel skin (given by runes tattooed on skin), pain conditioning, 10 g training.
Personality: Jürgen is a kind hearted individual that likes to laugh, growing up without much social contact, Jürgen is sometimes socially awkward, he doesn’t understand sarcasm or sayings-expressions. Jürgen’s voice is slightly amplified and mechanical behind his air mask. Jürgen is reluctant to take his mask off even to eat, because of the amplifying effect of the mask, when his mask is off, Jürgen sounds as if he’s whispering.
Background: when Jürgen’s mother was giving birth in gander, the hospital was unable to ease the pain with incantations, when the council of five heard of a child immune to magic, they instigated the juggernaut project. The official story was that the mother died in child birth with the child. Being raised deep under the city for secrecy, Jürgen was given his name by his handlers as shorthand for juggernaut. Jürgen was released by a handler who grew fond of him, although Jürgen was happy to leave the facility, most people are scared of his size and he has had a hard time leading a violence free life, so he wanders aimlessly looking for work.
(Other:) Jürgen was warned about the outside and took an air respirator and trench coat with him when he escaped.





<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<AlexaWarrior>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Race: Shapeshifter
Name: Arisa (Wont tell anyone her last name)
Physical Description: Sort of tall and a lot stronger than any human her age but more slender, with blue/green eyes(with flecks of gold), pale skin, and long, strait, REALLY dark brown hair. She wears a hunter's jacket that she stole from a passing by camper, and jeans. She doesn't wear shoes. (Because she never learned how to shapesift shoes. ) Arisa also has a scar running down her arm, and one across her eye. Because of years of practice, she is almost unable to show emotions.
Magical/Supernatural talents: Shapeshifting. (Duhh.) Uses a bow and arrow, so Arisa learned how to enchant a bow to never miss it's target.
Personality: As a loner, Asrisa is defencive and secretive, and when in battle, she throws sarcastic taunts at her opponent. (Which seem to work. :3) She doesnt trust easy, and she is never off-guard.
Background: Her family killed and house burnt down when she was five, Arisa fled from her small tribe into the forest nearby. She taught herself how to shapeshift to find food and water. She also learned from observing travelers (at a distance) that come through the forest, like how to fight, enchant, and even write. She had never gone face to face with another sentiant creature before, though. (Sentiant being like being able to imagin and dream and invent.)
Other: My shapeshifting abilities are kinda like Animorphs, if you have ever read that book series. If you havn't, its when you morph, or shapeshift, you have the animal's brain (instincts) with your own.
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Thu Mar 07, 2013 4:59 pm

((((we will wait for at least one more person before we actually start but im making my opening post now so feel free to do as well Xierra ;) i look forward to seeing how this roleplay turns out and how you guys and girls play your characters))))



Talasadar sat in silence at one of the back corner tables of Kreto's Pub & Inn....he had been here for just a couple of days....he needed information and needed some willing adventurers to accompany him back into the Dark Woods and he knew this would be the place to find both....in the past year he had learned of a very powerful shapeshifter in the dark woods...That shapeshifter had multiple forms and some how in that past year it had discovered the use of some very powerful dark magic....now Talasadar knew what dark magic was....and it was very different from his own magic....his magic was the power of darkness....what this new force in Astaria used was much more sinister...a mixture of curses and necromancy......it calls itself Wrath and has acquired a large numbers of followers.....now Talasadar had not been able to lay eyes on this creature called Wrath but he had come across his followers baring his mark...4 bright red lines running down the left side of the chest....and from that encounter with those foul creatures and what he had learned from them about their new master.....he knew war was upon Astaria once again and he knew he didnt want Wrath to be the victor.....so much swirled in Talasadars head so much so he worried he didnt know what to do about it.....or how to fix it......but for now he kept an eye out for individuals matching his level of power or at least seemed strong enough to do something about this Wrath character....

Now Kreto's Pub & Inn was located just a mile from one of the main roads in and out of the Dark woods and just a two days journey to the Capitol Gander.....this place was more of an outpost for the wayward adventure coming too and fro and from both sides......this outpost was neutral in it all and was composed of a stable, the inn, a blacksmith mostly for repairs and shoeing and a general store.....it was all set right on top of each other with one road running right up the middle...standard wooden post walls surround the entire camp and a look out post at the two entrances......the entire camp is run by one family and the head of that family was Kreto.....now fights and skirmishes do happen due to their policies but most are easily quailed by Kreto...a very large barbarian looking man with a full brown bearded and a large mace...

and this is where are story starts (yes there is more to kreto and this camp...if you care to stick around and figure it out ;) )
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Fri Mar 08, 2013 10:08 am

A burst of cool night air rushed in to the tavern when the door swung open. The dark figure that emerged bore the name of Vinter, a name just recently beginning to circulate through the lonely little town. True to the rumors, a large, furry beast padded alongside him, drawing the attention of a few too many people at the pub. None dared, or perhaps none cared, to say anything to him, as he approached the counter and the wolf sat down obediently at his feet. He ordered a drink and a platter of food, instantly setting to devouring his meal as if it was his first in days. His hunger clearly couldn't drive him to carelessness, however. He ate with his eyes everywhere but his plate, and his pet, upon closer inspection, was not actually asleep.
Many strange fellows passed through this outpost, staying for a day or so and then carrying on their merry way. Vinter, however, had been there for weeks, with hardly a cent to his name and no skills to show of. Supposedly he found work wherever he could, finishing odds-and-ends jobs that none of the villagers really wanted to do themselves. And Kreto didn't seem to mind his prolonged visit.. So long as he took care not to cause any trouble.
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Sat Mar 16, 2013 2:27 pm

Wrath sat on a chair made of wood and animal furs inside the largest tent in the center of his camp....the chair was quite large.....but of course it had to be to hold him....he looked around his tent...everything a slight orange glow from the large fire in the center.....the smoke rising out of a hole at the top.....there where 4 other men in the tent with him.....all argueing about what Wraths next move should be....in the end though Wrath knew what had to be done......no matter how he went about it.....he would need to unite or destroy those other tribes in the woods before he could dare push Gander........he felt so close......for outside.....they where 4 maybe even 5 hundred fold....all wearing his Tribes markings.......but Wrath knew he would need thousands before he dared........history had shown.....The mystics where far more organized and advanced as well as loyal to their leaders....than any of the Tribes in the dark woods could ever be....and time and time again the battles where faught the warriors of the woods where beaten and The Mystics chased them back into the woods.......now never had the mystics pushed any further......he didnt know the exact reason for why they didnt dare follow into the woods.....but Wrath figured it was because its uncharted for them.....and the tribes have lived there all their lives......he also knew that if during the last war he had had the power and the strength he carried now.....there would have been no peace treaty......Wrath flexed and squeezed his hand into a fist......his eyes shifting colors slightly..........the four in the room saw this and immediatly quit talking....one even looked scared.....Wrath stood giving them a discusted look, "Where is Xierra...she is the only one i care to listen to anymore....you 4 are no smarter than any of those damn soldiers out there......you got your rank because of you power......now get out before i decide your power is no longer sufficent"...and at that they hurried out of the tent....Wrath followed steping under the fold and looking out over his camp everyone doing something some training others putting up more tents.....and others still constructing a simple wall......now where is that demoness he thought to himself.....he had sent her on some errand or mission.....but to be honest.....frankly Wrath couldnt remember what that was.......it mattered not.....he had been giving everyone busy work more or less to keep everyone doing something.....for if he where to let them sit for to long....fights would break out and all would end up drunk and useless..........but right now Wrath was bored....and ready to push on the tribe of RavenClaw.......they where bird folk......most where trapped in a not quite bird not quite human form.....but others could shapeshift back and forth......the leader of this tribe could take the form of a giant eagle.......he hoped he wouldnt have to kill to many.....cuz warriors of the sky........now that would be a nice addition to his army
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Mon Mar 18, 2013 12:44 pm

The smell of smoke rose thick in the air, as if something off in the forest suddenly caught fire. After a moment, Xierra seemed to materialize out of thin air, the dark vapor curling off her smooth pale skin. She looked stunning as usual, armor cut low to show the four red stripes that ran down her upper chest. Her boots cut off at her muscular thigh and her gauntlets cut off at her slender biceps. Somehow, she always managed to escape from combat unscathed, and with such revealing attire. Standing behind her leader and a bit to his left, the demoness leaned forward slightly to bring her lips close to his ear, her breath warm and her voice soft. Wrath could almost hear the victorious smile that spread across her face. "Missed me?"
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Mon Mar 18, 2013 4:31 pm

Wrath had only but thought of her before.....flash she was behind him.....in truth it had startled him slightly but he dare not show it....he smiled his own vicious smile and turned to be met by her beauty as always......"ah Xierra....i was just thinking about you actually....what wonderful timing.....how did your mission go?....successful as always i assume."......still smiling he ran his large hand down the red markings on Xierra's chest...gripping the top of her chest plate...she was a sight for the eyes indeed....so attractive in a dark...sinister kinda way and Wrath loved it.......his smile widening a bit, "something tells me i only get away with this because you allow it......your beauty is only matched by your sheer power Xierra....and i know this...ive seen it!.......hah your one person i might actually hesitate fighting".......and a comment like that coming from Wrath.....was more of a compliment than anyone could imagine.....he turned looking back over his army from the small hill his tent sat on.......he flexed and stretched taking a deep breath.....he seemed antsy.....a dangerous state for Wrath to be in......."either way....i thirst for blood....im tired of sitting in that damn tent.....and now that you have returned im ready to push ravenclaw (((i just thought about it Ravenclaw...thats from harry potter aint it...oops my bad))).....ive been planning to do this for days now.....and the time has come".....he pointed at someone a distance down the hill....and shouted loud enough for most all near by to hear..."Wourgul!!!.......muster everyone for battle!.....leave Borta and his hundred to guard the camp" Wrath turned looking at the new individual, "and Borta!!!....if anything is amiss in MY camp when i return......i will slaughter you myself and feed you to your own men!"........and at that he turned to Xierra with that same smile on his face...."now we march on them challenge the leader...beat him with ease and everyone of his men joins my legions just like always......but we can always hope for resistance cant we." Wrath still smiling...."unless you know of a reason for us to wait Xierra......your council seems to be the only one i care to listen to now adays."
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Mon Mar 18, 2013 6:10 pm

Xierra's mind was racing. The way she preferred to kill was a bit unlike Wrath. She would typically infiltrate an enemy clan, catch the eye of the leader, and once he let his guard down, she'd strike. However, she was beginning to learn from the mission that she only just returned from, that her methods only worked so long as she preserved her anonymity. Tales of a wicked enchantress who used the sinful desires of men against them were spreading, her infamy amongst the wandering clans of the Dark Woods growing slowly but steadily. In fact, the last group of shapeshifters she encountered rejected her, tried to arrest her and take her as their prisoner. She had been forced to eliminate them all, which, in retrospect, did nothing to benefit Wrath's cause. She considered the mission a failure, despite the information and resources she took from their camp and the utter satisfaction she received watching the fools bleed. Now, she wondered if it would be wise to send her in alone or not. Her charm may be lost on the birdlike champion, and perhaps it would be best to storm the camp with reinforcements and take him out directly. However, bringing too many warriors would involve all the members of Ravenclaw. A battle would ensue, increasing casualties on both sides. A small, elite team seemed, to Xierra, the most efficient option. After all, they only needed to kill the leader, and perhaps a few exceptionally dedicated rebels, but the rest of the clan should easily submit after witnessing such an ordeal.
Once her train of thought reached this conclusion, mere moments after Wrath prompted her to speak, she dipped her head in a reverent nod. "If I may suggest, instead," her voice trailed off as she shifted closer, laying her hand on his shoulder tenderly. Fire sprouted in her dark crimson gaze, playful and dangerous at the same time, and when she spoke again, her voice was low and sweet. "We should go alone, just the two of us..."
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Tue Mar 19, 2013 3:09 pm

Wrath looked into those eyes......and listened to what Xierra said......he was taken with her......and he knew it and.....how easy it was to fall into her enticing snare......he considered what she said and backed away from her slightly........"Fine.....perhaps your suggestion would be a better alternative.........why risk our soldiers..........it would mean so much less blood shed though." He turned to look at the large collection of soldiers and exhaled sounding almost let down.......after a moment he turned to face Xierra once more and stated with an almost sinister tone, "But not just the two of us i will bring two others......just incase you decide to try something........after all.....you would need witnesses for your claim to power," his uniquely twisted smile returning to his bearded face.......he looked Xierra up and down admiring her form......oh how he enjoyed the company of Xierra........



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Talasadar watched as Vinter entered.......saw the looks around the bar.......'hmmm he looks as much a threat to these warriors as i do'......Talasadar thought to himself.......Talasadar was a solid dark figure in a heavy dark cloak......every time he appears in a town or settlement of sorts......he is immediately viewed as a threat or someone to watch out for......it didnt bother him to much.....and he gave up trying to convince otherwise a long time ago......his cold dark neutral tone helps none......and this man had a similar vibe.....a watch out for this guy feeling about him.........if Talasadar could smile he might have and with out a seconds thought he blinked out of existance.......as soon as he vanished 4 or 5 people stood and gripped their weapons and began to look around......almost as if they had been waiting for Talasadar to do something like that!!.........Talasadar had made some what of a name for himself in the dark woods.....and more still know him from the last war and the last battle........but for the most part......he is just a strange being in a strange land......

Talasadar looked around his world.....everything shades of black and grey......the world around Talasadar was the same as the real world he stepped from except nothing is heared......the bar and everyone in it all shades of black and grey.......Talasadar began to move toward the bar to get a closer look at Vinter and his companion.....he looked them over for a brief while even faded his hand through the wolf before appearing slightly to the left behind Vinter and taking a seat one seat down next to him........."greatings adventurer" Talasadar said...always in that same cold tone, his hood up and all inside it dark "my name is Talasadar Kreedin......and im searching for strong determined individuals....for i have a quest and a goal.......if you are interested in having a cause once again."
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Tue Mar 19, 2013 3:49 pm

The demoness admired her superior's suspicion. Only a fool would trust her entirely, and she was most lethal when alone. However, she had no intention of betraying Wrath, at least not at the moment, and she returned his smile easily. Besides, two additional meat shields could come in handy if something went awry. She answered him with a smooth "of course, sir," spread her wings out to either side of her body, and leapt into the air.

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Upon the stranger's disappearance, the wolf growled and raised his head. Vinter's attention shifted to his companion, then to the voice that appeared on his left. Startled, he turned to face Talasadar, brown eyes wide and cautious. He had never seen a creature like him before, with no mouth yet still capable of speech. Tirven rose to his feet and Vinter set down his plate. "What are you?.."
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Tue Mar 19, 2013 9:17 pm

"what am i...." talasadar considered this,...."what am i.....well to be honest ive given no thought as to what to call my being......but i promise you there is only one of me.......i come from a completely seperate and different plane of existance.....one parallel to the one we are currently on.....its....where i go when you dont see me here......i learned how to travel between my plane and this one about....20 years ago or so......im sure perhaps one day you may meet another being such as myself.....but i promise you he will most likely look nothing like me......i am the first and only being from my plane to have the power to cross over" Talasadar gave that a second to sink in before continueing, "now despite my appearance and how you most likely easily perceive me.....i mean no ill will......and in fact am seeking to thwart one whos goal is to bring nothing but evil to the world.......now if you dont mind giving an introduction for yourself....we might proceed with that mission.....and hopefully you will agree to join me."....and at that Talasadar was approached by one of the men who stood when he dissapeared......"hey you!.......Talasadar right......ive been watching you these past few days......popping in and out like you do.....i dont trust it i dont trust you.....and i dont know what your motives are....but i think now is the time for you to leave...".....and at that 3 other mean had approached and where now holding weapons behind him



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Wrath smiled at Xierra one last time before she took to the air and he turned and this time proceeded down to his men.....he approached the same two he had talked to before....."Wourgul.....Borta.......change of plans.....everyone stays here.......you two are coming with me and Xierra......we will challenge the heads of the Ravenclaw clan............i placed you in positions based on your power.......do not prove to truely be weak today......you two represent the clans you hail from......do not embarrasse them and do not embarrasse me!"

and at that he began to head toward the Ravenclaw camp.......he didnt wait up for Xierra......for he knew she was keeping up with him in her own way.......most likely would have eyes on him the entire time........he trusted her......and though he knew no reason for his back to need to be watched......he knew Xierra would do so always...........
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Wed Mar 20, 2013 10:32 am

Vinter rose to Talasadar's defense, frowning at the aggressive strangers. He raised his empty palms in a signal of surrender, though Tirven bared his teeth at them in warning. "Peace, now. This man has done you no harm. There is no need for trouble here." Despite his words, he was already thinking about where on his body he concealed all his weapons and how he would react if one of them made a move.
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The feeling of flying was, in Xierra's opinion, second only to the feeling of sinking her tail into someone's gut. She loved the sky, the freedom and power it enabled her. From her aerial position, she watched the three on the ground move towards the Ravenclaw, scouting ahead and keeping track of them from above. This time, her eyes fixed especially on the skies, watching for other flyers, perhaps enemies or easy victims.
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Wed Mar 20, 2013 3:14 pm

talasadar slowly stood as well....."this man speaks true......ive done nothing to threaten or harm anyone sir......and if we all remember correctly....Kreto has a rule on neutrality......attacking me now....though already not wise.....just means your thrown out soon after"....his voice almost sounding like mocking.....but his flat tone can not be helped
((and up to you Xierra on what happens next.....lol ill let you pick if they back down or we have to fight them))



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Wrath kept a good pace....and Wourgul and Borta struggled slightly to keep up........it was a half a days journey and Wrath hadnt stopped once......he was ready to get there.....but when he stopped but 2 miles out from the camp......he turned to see Wourgul and Borta....exausted and winded.......Wrath cursesed allowed, "you two already tired from that short trip?!......you best catch your breath you two will fight first......you know this.....and Wourgul.....you have two wins under your belt.....i expect another....."........Wourgul was large framed like Wrath....though not quite as big......the hair on his body was a slight orange hue......and he was also a shapeshifter....and his form was that of a big orange bear......funny at first.....till its pulling your arms off........and Borta was a half man half cat creature his body and fur where a swirl of blacks and browns....he couldnt shift forms but due to his genetics he was fast quick and percise with his attacks.......Wrath turned and looked towards the trees......"Xierra!...." he shouted slightly......"i need to know what you have spotted as we came in.....any reason i cant just march up?"
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Wed Mar 20, 2013 3:52 pm

The first speaker wouldn't be swayed so easily. He brandished his rusty axe and spat at Talasadar's feet. His breath carried with it the smell of alcohol, and his companions faltered. "Perhaps you've had enough. The like of them aren't worth our time."
The self-imposed leader of the group shook his head with a low grumble of protest. The other three turned, sheathing their weapons and clapping their friend on the shoulder. Vinter sat back down, never taking his eyes off them, and the wolf growled a harsh warning. As he passed, the man delivered a swift kick at Tirven's ribs, drawing an outraged cry from the animal, and he retaliated by clamping his jaws around the assaulting leg.
"Hey," Vinter exclaimed, reaching forward to shove the attacker away from his comrade. In a rapid tangle of limbs and teeth, the drunk ended up on the floor with a boot planted firmly in the center of his chest.

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Hearing her master's call, Xierra dropped from the treetops and appeared beside the three in a flurry of smoke. "Nothing to report, sir. Everyone is preparing for the night." She then noticed the condition of the other two men, and she glared at them in disgust, but held her tongue. It wasn't her place to comment. Besides, they had to function as a team if they all expected to return alive.
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Wed Mar 27, 2013 6:45 pm

(this feels like a good place for the new person to join in with Talasadar and Vinter so we will pause that part of the story)


Wrath caught the look on Xierra's face and smirked slightly, "my feelings exactly Xierra.....my two strongest tired from such a short journey......its pathetic....but im confident they will get their job done.......and if not they will die and be replaced......a very simple matter."......he turned to look at them both as he said this last part....eyes lingering on Wourgul.....Wrath respected him......conquoring Wourguls tribe had been made a lot easier thanks to Wourgul.....and a lot of warriors where added to his clan that day......if Wrath returned with Wourgul dead.......he knew controling the masses may be a little more difficult.......Wrath did not have what was known as tact......and no patience for those weaker than himself.....why he was glad Xierra was by his side........and he had a few like Wourgul....who knew how to talk to the other soldiers and had been loyal since day one..........."alright we will approach in the cover of darkness......just like the last few times, a challenge will be issued to the leader of the clan......and an offer to join me in my war with those arrogant bastards atop their tower in Gander".....his eyes shifted colors slightly turning a light red at the thought of his ultament goal........."alright Xierra.....your the best with words and have a gift for getting things across with out everyone yerning for blood, no matter how much you may so yourself........you will extend the challenge and the offer to join us for war........i dont understand why so many tribes rise against my plan......i was certain all the tribesmen of the dark woods want nothing more than the destruction of the Mystics.....either way.....im certain the leader of Ravenclaw will accept the callenge before joining......and he will have to be killed......from what ive heard about him im sure he will rise to face me......and like always he will be crushed!"........Wraths words faded off and everyone looked around at one another.....Borta began to stretch and flex as Wourgul rummaged in a bag for something to eat........and before to long the last few lights of day faded and Wrath cracked his back and neck and said..."alright let us continue."
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby wnxcogboy » Thu Mar 28, 2013 2:36 am

The three buddies immediately came back with weapons raised. “Stop right now!” was boomed throughout the entire pub and everyone stopped. Kreto was making large lumbering strides to where the conflict had happened. “I don’t care what happened, you all know the rules. If you are gonna kill each other, do it outside. If you break something, I break you.” Kreto looked about those in the commotion and did not feel any worry until his eyes rested upon the dark one in the oversized cloak. He had seen him before but had never been this close; something was off about him that made kreto uneasy. Kreto was a professional at reading people, that’s why his business had lasted so long. Kreto thought made it might be better to call for some help, for this one to show he meant business. “Jürgen, get out here now!” I was in the kitchen cutting up some kind of meat for the house stew when the owner called, I’m glad my respirator cuts through the stink. Kreto hired me yesterday to cook since some of his sons went into the dark woods for something or another. Kreto had told me that the kitchen was busy work, what he really want was someone to help take out the trash while his sons were gone. I have been here a day and other than mostly scraps or dishes; there is not a lot of trash. I find it weird that a large man his size needs my help with taking out the trash. When I come walking up behind kreto I got a lot of weird looks, I didn’t realize the meat smelled that bad. I guess they can tell I’m not a good butcher yet, I got blood everywhere on me and like an idiot, I am still holding the butchers clever, and it’s dripping blood on the floor. I guess I’ll have to clean that up later. As I finally come to rest behind Kreto, I ask “What do you need sir?”
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Thu Mar 28, 2013 9:31 am

Once darkness fell, Xierra slipped away quietly, not feeling the need to announce her disappearance. Her companions were sure to notice before long. Approaching the outposts of the Ravenclaw encampment, she folded her wings in behind her back, straightened her shoulders, and threaded a few fingers through her long, thick curls. Each step she took was natural and deliberate. The two guards standing by the borders watched in awe as her flawless figure emerged from the shadows. Her lips curled upwards in a vicious smile, eyes glittering with malevolence. When she spoke, her voice was rich and smooth, captivating the two bird like creatures.
"Good evening, gentlemen."
Before long, she stood before the leader of Ravenclaw, a tall, proud man with feathers woven in his hair. He scanned her up and down warily, hungrily, for a long moment before he allowed her to speak. Dismissing his guards, he waited alone in his chambers for her to explain herself.
She paused a brief moment, conflicted. He was on edge, suspicious, but he still allowed her to corner him. How easy it would be to take his life, right here, right now. And oh, how she desired to. But she knew her actions would have consequences. Wrath had already laid claim to this man's death. To steal it would dishonor her master. Even if he wasn't angry, and took pride in her initiative, she still had to think about the other warriors. Their fight or flight responses would kick in, and that would end in disaster either way. Best to let them surrender instead of throwing them into discord.
She dropped to a knee before the mighty shapeshifter and began. "I bring an offer from my master. He seeks to unite the people of the Dark Woods and reignite the fires of war. Together, we plan to take Astaria from the mystics atop Gander, rule it in a way revolutionary to their own. The support of your men would prove a marvelous asset to his cause. He is willing to engage you, their leader, in a duel, no holds barred. Survivor takes possession of the clan. Will you face his challenge with dignity? Or will you force his hand?"
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Fri Mar 29, 2013 1:48 pm

Upon the appearance of these two new faces - well, one face and one hidden behind a mask - Vinter raised his open hands up in a signal of surrender. Stepping off of the man, he offered a weary smile of apology towards the one in charge.
"My apologies, sir," he began. "This ruffian attacked my friends. I didn't mean no harm."
As if to reassert his words, Tirven's low growling turned into a whimper, and the beast sat reverently at his master's feet.
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby TheDudeManJohn » Sat Mar 30, 2013 12:05 am

Theracles stood tall thin and muscular his hair an orangeish blonde....wearing a brown vest and shorts.....but looked and carried himself as if one of excellence.....he listened to this woman brought before him......she had easily swayed his men to let her so close......even after his warnings to them of the vampire who stalks in the night.....a seductress who steals into their bed and slaughters them as they slept......as he thought about this he looked at her with hate....but some how longed for her in a twisted way......he shook his head and stepped back to the back of his hut built at the base of a large tree in the center of the camp....there was a ladder next to him.....obviously leading to the top of the tree.....he tried his best to clear his head before he spoke trying to grasp her proposal, "you expect me......the powerful....majestic Theracles to bow to that wild ravenous beast you call leader.........but you tell me you come alone....as messenger for him......alone outside my camp......and dares challenge Theracles!," he references himself with his hand, "for leadership of my people........then how can you expect me to refuse....who better than me! to finally rid us of this..........pestilence!" and at that he removed his vest and marched out of the hut to his warriors of the sky and told them of the purpose of this woman and his plan and him and a group of 8 marched to the gate.....escorting Xierra there as well.....
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Re: The Battle for Astaria

Postby XierraXYZ » Sat Mar 30, 2013 4:36 am

The night was still fresh when Xierra and Theracles made it to the edge of the camp. She eyed the other eight warriors warily. They didn't appear to be a force to be reckoned with, but she was certain she could kill all nine of them relatively easily if the need arose. However, she knew to uphold her end of the unspoken agreement with Wrath - she would allow him the victory. Addressing the company she followed, she spoke decisively.
"I will bring my master here. The duel shall take place on your grounds, whenever you instruct me to return." She couldn't keep away a teasing smile, adding, "Your wish is my command."
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