Fantasy A Time of Kings

[Radazart Teh Gr8]

Jonathan glances down at the weapon with a smile, but shakes his head "Yaro... I... Get the sentiment, but..." he holds up his finger and takes another swig from his mead "Yaro, that may all be well and dandy, and I'm sure you've enchanted many a fine weapon. But my crossbow? I ain't a fan of letting people touch her. Been through too much already." he says, his tone much more serious. "Still, if there's anything I'd be happy to hear about is... And you don't have to answer, but what's this thing between you and Robin. You're not strangers to each other, you can just... Feel that."


@Andraus

 

[Andraus]

Yaro pushed himself back, before rubbing his eyes. "You opened up a barrel of worms, my friend....Not that I won't answer, but it's not something I like to remember.....well, to get to the heart of the story, you'd have to go back to the beginning. "He said, before pulling out a water canteen, and taking a long drink. This was going to be awhile.


"I grew up in Zaterra, it was a recently independent city-state. We had been created over a large source of raw minerals to work with, along with being next to a fresh-water source, and big forest. With those resources in hand, we made ourselves independent, selling our wares to everyone. Talismans, weapons, armor, etc. It's where I learned to blacksmith. "Yaro said. "I left to become a Mercenary. Sent the coin back to my family, so they could eat. Along the way, I met....Robin. "Yaro said, before a smile appeared on his face. "I won't lie to you....I doubt I'll ever get a chance to say it to her face, but something about that girl makes me feel like everything that happened was worth it......I care about her, but I doubt she feels the same." He said, before leaning back.


"Anyway, we traveled together for almost two years, before a neighboring country tried to annex my home. Me and Robin traveled there, to defend it. That was most horrible battle I'v ever fought, and I've been in more than a few. "He said to him. Jonathan could see the rise of anger in his eyes, though it wasn't much. "Several people betrayed us and sided with the attackers. Then, when they were trying to break through, someone told Robin a lie, and made her abandon the field, with the rest of the survivors......they stormed the city, killed me, my family, and destroyed everything. "Yaro said.


Yaro sighed, before hitting himself in the head. "I was a damned fool. I blamed Robin, because I thought that she quit the field, and left me to die....I didn't take the time to consider that she may have been set up.....I mean, I could blame it on grief, but that wouldn't be right.....I let my own anger nearly hurt her......anyway, I doubt she'll forgive me, but I do mean what I say: I didn't want to hurt her. "he said to him.


@Radazart Teh Gr8

 

[Radazart Teh Gr8]

"Right... Sounds rough." Jonathan empathises "This one's on you then, cheers!" he says raising his tankard and drinking "But, in all seriousness. I'd be lying if I said I don't appreciate the gesture. And, I'm glad to be travelling with someone reliable added to the group." Jonathan readjusts in his chair. "But if the offer still stands, my crossbow's a keeper, but do you know your way around arrows, Yaro?" he asks.


As things were now, Jonathan already had enough for a bard's song in itself. But if he could just stick with this group for long enough, he'd soon have his hands on the epic he desired, aside from having one big adventure to mark his life.


@Andraus

 

[Solid_Glass]

Alger stumbles over to the river with shaky legs. He was panting heavily and his clothes were torn up, as well as his face being bruised and dirty. He kneels over at the water and sniffs the water. He washes his hands in the water, as well as scooping up a handful and splashing it into his face. He looks back, there was no one to be found. He sighs with relief and falls over onto his back. He lies there, looking at the sky. He takes a deep breath and lets it out. He sits up and takes off his sack and reaches into it, pulling out a clear bottle with green liquid inside of it. He uncaps it and dips his finger inside. He rubs it on his wounds, wincing. @keizerin

 

[Andraus]

@Radazart Teh Gr8


"Actually, yes. Though not much. "Yaro said, before pulling out a sheet of Hide. He then pulled out some charcoal, and started drawing. "There are crystals that can hold residual magic, as I am sure you know. Sometimes, people use them as Lanterns, since that way they don't give off smoke, or grenades, since if they're unstable, they can cause an explosion of magic. "Yaro said, drawing it on the paper. "But, my Mentor taught me a trick to lace hollow crossbow bolts with this crystal, not only to counter act their fragility, but upon striking, they'd release a controlled explosion of magic. Most people use fire, to burn them from the inside out, but there are other benefits: Ice could slow them down, prevent them from moving, or lightning could stun them, and electrocute water. "Yaro said, showing him the illustration. "Thing is, those crystals are pricey, but if I can get maybe 3, I can work them into your cross-bow bolts."he said.

 

[keizerin]

Ava dove for cover at the sight of a stranger approaching the river, gasping as she hid behind a tree. She did not expect someone to be out and about at this time of night, and upon closer inspection she could see that the man was wounded. Peering across the clearing, the young woman debated whether she should leave or stay until the stranger does.


Looks like the boy needs help, the voice said.


He looks fine to me, another answered.


The witch shushed them, throwing her hood over her head, concealing her features. She moved out of the safety of the treeline, into the moonlight, and stepped towards the man with great caution. "You there," she called to him, "Are you hurt?"

 

[Solid_Glass]

Alger jumped at the sudden appearance of the witch. On instinct, he places his hand on the hilt of his silver sword. He then realized that she seemed harmless and let go of his sword. He was still tense. He spoke. "Yes. Please, help me." His healing flask was empty and he still had a large gash across his right arm. The wound was leaking blood. Sweat drops down his forehead. "I'm being pursued by bandits, we must go quickly!" He grabs his sack and drags it over. He puts his arms through the straps and stands. @keizerin

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

@Windows98


@keizerin


(If you'd like, I can control the bandits. I've got nothing to do in this thread until I decide to time skip ;3

 

[Solid_Glass]

@Windows98[/URL]
@keizerin


(If you'd like, I can control the bandits. I've got nothing to do in this thread until I decide to time skip ;3

(Yes, please.)

 

[keizerin]

( @Foxgirl Jay Thank you! )


Ava raises a hand as she approaches him, hovering her palm over the wound on his arm. "As long as you do not put strain on your arm you should be fine... However, we should really bandage you up as soon as possible..." she responded. Her mind was already running through what herbs would be best for the pain and which poultice she should make. There was a lot of blood, and Ava wondered if an artery was cut. "What... happened to you, anyway?" she asked him, raising her eyes to match his instead of staring at his arm.

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

Exactly what happened to him showed up exactly when she had asked. A pleasant, if dangerous twist of coincidence. Bursting forth from bushes and from around trees come the bandit band that had been chasing Alger. "We found the bastard!" One gravel-throated beard of a man shouts. He hefts a great axe and with a furious charge, seeks to plant the axe through Algers skull. A few who aren't so battle-raged, are a little hesitant at the sight of the strange elf, but they can't be seen being afraid of a woman. Battlecries fill the area of the forest, as the six other bandits charge, hoping to drown their hesitation with adrenaline. Shortswords, daggers and clubs, a motley assortment of low-quality weapons.


@keizerin


@Windows98


(No problem, like I said if people are away from the main party, or would prefer to not be with them, I can DM stuff that happens around them too.)

 

[Solid_Glass]

"We've been found! Quickly, with me! I'll tell you later!" Alger yells, he grabs the hand of the witch with his unwounded arm and begins to run. Blood still drips from the wound, leaving a trail of blood in the grass. His swords jingle by his side as he runs. He was already tired from running previously, so he wasn't as swift and they were moving at a rather slow pace. Multiple things from his sacks fall from a hole in the bottom of it, such as coins, potions, books, and food. @Foxgirl Jay @keizerin

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

They were angry, but the sudden appearance of loot quashed some of it. "He dropped his stuff!" One shouts, and they all stop chasing to pick up their new, free loot.


@Windows98 @keizerin


(Bandits: More greedy than blood-thirsty. )

 

[keizerin]

Suddenly Ava was getting yanked forward, tugged along by a man she had shared only a few words with. It was undoubtedly the longest conversation she had had with someone in years... Someone living, anyway.


Her head swiveled on her shoulders, watching the bandits greedily pick up the fallen items. And, despite the duo's slowed pace, they were actually get away due to the distraction. Ava could hear the faint whispers emitting from her staff, but she couldn't make out what they were saying over her own loud heartbeat. She started picking up the pace.

 

[Solid_Glass]

Alger suddenly stops at the bandits' claim. He lets go of the witch's hand and turns. Suddenly, his left arm went up in flames. He jogs over to the bandits. He begins waving it around wildly, sending streams of flame towards the bandits, also lighting the surrounding area in flames as well. The stream got smaller and smaller until it eventually vanished. Alger fell to one knee, exhausted as he already was, using magic didn't help him at all. @Foxgirl Jay @keizerin

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

At the assault of firey artillery, the bandits grab all that they can and scatter in to the woods. All that's missing from Alger's pile of dropped things are most of his coins and a few potions the bandits thought was useful. Suddenly chasing and staying near the man was no longer profitable for them, so they just ran through the forest, back to their camp.

 

[Solid_Glass]

"Damn..." Alger pants. He looks up, then at what was left in his pile, he gets onto both knees. Exhausted, he scoops together what was left in his arm, just before then collapsing there. The healing ointment Alger had applied earlier had been working on Alger's wound, slowly. But the gash was still there, and bleeding.


The clouds then began to thunder, flashes of light dancing through them and lighting up the night. It was followed by heavy rain. There was a distant scream of a man, which quickly turned into a vicious howl, then a roar. Multiple animals in the area if they hadn't already fled from the fire, that was soon put out by the rain, ran from the sudden roar in the opposite direction. (Thanks @Foxgirl Jay ) @keizerin

 

[keizerin]

Ava watches both the defeat and retreat of the bandits with awe, but it is short-lived as the stranger collapses. "You put too much strain on your body." she said to herself, very matter-of-fact, kneeling by his side. She carefully laid her staff next to her on the grass while she took a gentle hold of his arm. She glanced around, the roaring and the sudden rain definitely putting a damper on the current situation.


Hovering a palm over his wound, knowing she undoubtedly did not have time to craft any potions or poultices or ointments, her hand began to glow as she cast a quick healing spell which would hopefully stop the bleeding, at least.


After a few failed attempts to drag the man off, she resorted to shaking him. "Wake up!" she hissed.

 

[Solid_Glass]

Alger murmured and shifted slightly. A wild horse quickly runs pass them, the horse was followed by slow footsteps - No, stomps. Algers body suddenly begins to stand, though his eyes were closed, he seemed awake. He then unsheathes his silver sword. A large werewolf steps out of the bushes, it's fur matted and blood stained. It had a large slash across its chest. Alger doesn't respond. The werewolf roars. Alger snaps back to reality, he seems confused for a short period of time. He saw the werewolf and readies his silver sword. (@Foxgirl Jay , feel like RPing the werewolf for me?) @keizerin

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

(Hm, I'm not sure if two characters of moderate experience could withstand a werewolf. But since it's wounded...)


Typically, an apex predator, the werewolf is. But it's wounded, and hungry, making the unnatural beast desperate. It's once man-like intelligence takes note of the sword. An armed target. Wolves prefered to go for the easy target. "Hrrh, hrrrrgh, give me the fleshhhhrgh!" It's throaty, ragged voice demands. The entire beast is swaying from the efforts of it's breath. Skinny meat, unarmed meat. Skinny but meat, and unarmed. It's mind, trying to restraint the urge and reason. "Elf flessshhhrgh!" It growls, and breaks off in to a roar. It drops to all four legs, and kicks off, leaping the great distance between it and Ava, the percieved easier target. It's just hungry after all, and needs to sate the beast of it's duality mind.


@Windows98


@keizerin

 

[Stickly22]

Ambriel trots silently towards them seeing the commotion from her place in the woods. She slowly unsheathes her sword and flanks around a group of trees to try and intercept the wolf charging at full force against the two. She keeps her sword in a position where she could hit the wolf. She charges and attempts to put a gash into the wolfs side.

 

[Solid_Glass]

Alger also makes an attempt at the werewolf by jumping in front of Ava, readying his sword like a bat. He swung quickly at the werewolf's chest, the silver sword dimly glowing as it got close. His eyes were closed tightly and he wasn't looking directly at the werewolf. As he swings his sword, he yells loudly, in attempt to scare it away or attract someone - or something to aid him defeat this beast quickly. @keizerin @Foxgirl Jay @Stickly22

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

A felling strike to the werewolf, cutting in deep at a different angle where it had already been wounded. But not before it would violently swipe it's claws across Alger chest. Not even his armor would stop the claws of a werewolf. He's left with a trio of three more bloody wounds across his chest, several inches long, moderately shallow wounds. But at least the beast is now dead. And with it's death, the werewolfs body crumples to the forest ground, curling up on it's side as if in a fetal position. The curse or magic that held it's life hostage breaks, and the metamorphosis is lifted. It shifts back to whatever it's life had once been.


(Not sure if you had planned for what the werewolf would look like outside of it's transformation, so I left it open. Otherwise, this is how it looks.)


A young man, thin-limbed, messy blonde hair. He couldn't have been older than seventeen years old with a face like that. Pock-marked face from acne He's only managing the starting straggle of a beard. A full life ahead of himself, but the curse and Alger's blade took his life.


(Warning: whenever I post next, I'm time skipping to the morning.)

 

[Stickly22]

Stops her horse going to stand behind Alger. She gets off her horse carefully now staring at the Werewolf in fetal position "What the..." she says taking a step back going to look at Alger and Ava "What is that?

 

[keizerin]

Ava had ducked down in an attempt to avoid the werewolf's wrath. The witch - er, priestess - was not much of a fighter, and has only killed a handful of creatures in her years. It would seem she would not need to fight the wolf, however, for the stranger quickly dove in front of her and struck down the already wounded beast. She looked up to see only the werewolf fall dead, and scurried over to it just as it returned to its human form.


Ava laid the dead human's head on her lap, holding his head in her hands. "You killed him." she stated sadly, stroking the young boy's cheek with her thumb.