Fantasy Archium, the 12th Realm

[Dreadpool]

-Ranldor-


Around the borders of Ranldor, a few patrols had began walking around the area, inspecting each ship that docked at this point. As a new, smaller vessel came, the grunts leered. "Go check that one out, eh?" One of them growled. As ordered, two of the green brutes went over to examine the new vessel.


"Alright, open up, let's see what you'r'e carrying..." Just as the Orcs made to step onto the ship, the noise of a bowstring being pulled back startled them. "The he--" One of them was caught off guard as an arrow suddenly pierced his throat...


"We've got an atta--" A sudden, swift individual came spiraling towards the second grunt. Before he knew it, the sword had impaled him straight through the chest. Verdant blood leaked from the wound, before the grunt collapsed to the ground, slain.


Nearby patrols had heard the commotion, and were running over to see what exactly had occurred. As they arrived there, they found only the corpses of the orcs. Dumbfounded, and wondering where the attacker was, they didn't see the mercenary flank them from behind.


"HERE HE IS!"


Several clanging noises were heard, and more blood was shed. For one man, Quintus was doing quite well against this patrol...

 

[2SEATER]

-Ranldor-


Vragisav had been following a rich Orc merchant for nearly an hour. He was becoming irate. Vragisav had spied him in a tavern a while ago, where he had been arrogantly offering tips and bragging about how rich being a merchant made him. But he hadn't got any closer to the man's coin pouch than before. The merchant turned a corner, followed by Vragisav. Around the corner was the city square, where a market was being held. It was absolutely packed. Vragisav had to walk a lot closer to the merchant so as not to lose him in the crowd. The merchant was trying to walk around the less busy edges of the square. This made it easier for Vragisav though, as the edges of the sqaure were closer to the alley ways. Vragisav was now literally touching the merchant; his chest was rubbing against the merchant's back. Once they were in an area with less people Vragisav made his move. He plunged hus dagger into the merchant's back and dragged him into an alleyway. Vragisav threw the merchant against a wall and began savagely beating and stabbing the man to death. Once the merchant was a living pulp Vragisav began searching his body for his coin pouch. Vragisav found four and stuffed them in his bag. As he walked off the merchant spat on Vragisav's boots. However, what came out was more blood than saliva. "All over my nice new boots!" Said Vragisav as he swung around and kicked the merchant in the head with all his power. The merchant's head whipped back and then went limp. As a parting gift Vragisav spat on the merchant's body.

 

[joeymicl]

-Ranldor-


Not knowing fate had brought him here, Fane walked along the docks of Ranldor. He now wore a brown hooded cloak to conceal his human identity. He had just completed a job that required him in Ranldor and was now going home. However, before even finding a ship to take him home he heard a commotion. Fane ran towards the noises to see someone on a ship fighting local "authority."


Fane readied his magic to stop either side once he discerned which was doing the most harm. His hands started to glow yellow as he prepared Defensive Dome. However, no one could see his hands thanks to his new cloak. He looked carefully from a short distance and could tell it was a human on the ship. He would have to ask what the man was doing before interfering at all. For now he simply walked towards the fight, put down his hood and quickly hid his hands again.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

-Ranldor-


Masaki was walking the streets of Ranldor with a few soldiers from the Phalanx behind him, he was here on business a he heard of strange behaviour occuring at the docks and the Phalanx wanted to know the cause. "This city is so... Crowded" he sys as he looks around and then turns to the soldiers behind him "Spread out and search. Report to me if you find anything. Im going to the docks myself" they nod and split up as Masaki heads to the docks, people giving him the odd stare now and then, people recognised him by his armour and his sword, fubuki. As he got to the docks he saw arrows being fired at Orcs from an unknown direction. He then sees a mercenary at the scene. He smiles as he said "What is going on here?" He said as he looked at the mercenary who seemed slightly older, it was probably strange seeing a 17 year old clad in armour


((Sorry its short))

 

[Deadkool]

-Ranldor-


He walked through the streets of Ranldoor, many looked away from him in fear. No doubt, avoiding someone bearing apparel that would better suit death was good for longevity. He then noticed Phanlax soldier approaching a mercenary and decided it would be interesting it see how this played out. He made his way to the mercenary and stood, completely still, behind him. Light shimmered off of his mask making a sight of grandeur. He inspected their surrounding, these soldiers were looking for something, what they were looking for, he had no idea. Then he saw the orcs, how he had missed them for so long was unbeknownst to him. He prepared to draw his sword should things get dicey, but for now he merely watched and waited to see what would happen.

 

[Yanipurr]

-Ranldor-


Ranldor What a hell on earth type of place for humans and Orc steals and Orcs pouch and a humans nearby guess who gets blamed the human well that's how its like in the capital and outside the capital was not much better to say anything. However Cian was around the border of Ranldor so it was still a bad place to be just not as bad as the capital since most of the Orcs were just small patrols but for a human they are as likely to rob you as to help you which could be seen by the situation Cian finds himself in currently surrounded by four Orcs still he knew most Orcs relied on strength and not skill which made this whole situation easier for Cian. "Give us your money Human" One of the Orcs said trying to threaten Cian by getting right up in his face. Simply sighing Cian took of his cross pulling off the top part of it and reveling a small dagger hidden under. The Orc that talked looked confused. "You think you can beat me with that puny thing." The Orc said without noticing that from the middle of where the four surrounded Cian... he was gone. "I already have." Cian said he was about five steps past the Orc that was speaking moments ago and seemingly out of nowhere a spray of blood exited the Orcs body and it fell with a bang.


The other three Orcs just looked confused before they began to run away. Cian cleaned the blood off his dagger before sheathing it and putting the cross back around his neck. He began to walk to the port town nearby only to see that they was already a situation going on there which meant it would take longer for Cian to return home since he would have to wait for this situation to be over or he could just simple walk over to the nearby boat and steal it and set sail. He made up his mind and simply walking through the situation in front of him, he headed to the closest boat and began preparing it to set sail even though it wasn't his.

 

[joeymicl]

Fane turned to the man and was surprised by how young he was. Then he answered, "Ah well....just a fight of some kind as far as I can tell sir. Are you perhaps part of the Phalanx since you are in that armor?" Then out of the corner of his eye he saw a man in a sinister looking outfit. It made Fane uneasy that this man was silently standing behind him.


Fane took his hands out from his cloak and anyone would notice the yellow glowing. They would, hopefully, know it was just a defensive magic and would not harm them. He was only doing this to make sure the two knew he was ready to protect himself if they attacked. At any second Fane could now create the dome to stop attacks.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

Masaki looked up at the man and smiled kindly, which was strange for someone in the Phalanx to do, but Masaki was one of the nice members of it "That I am, although this armour is passed down from my family, as is this sword. So they are of no relation to the Phalanx" he smiles as he too, also notices the man behind them. But he stands there, simply ignoring the man as he said "Well, normally I would have to stop the fight but since Orcs are involved I will let it carry on. Since theres no harm in letting a few Orcs die" he smiles and then one of his soldiers appear next to him "We have found no trace of any strange activity. Sir." The soldier says as Masaki replies "Very well, you may go back to HQ with the others. I should be back soon if all goes well" he sends the soldier away

 

[Dreadpool]

(Don't worry about it, @LeSoraAmari, short post are fine)


"Stay out of it, kid..." The Hooded Mercenary hissed. One of the orc's axes slammed into his bracer blade, knocking it clean off. Cursing, Quintus made a sudden dash towards the brutes, using his superior agility to leap over the brute. He had little time to take in the appearance of the others, as he was attempting to escape down a path that lead into the woods. There were orcs clambering over corpses to get to him, bellowing insults in their language at him.

 

[Deadkool]

He saw Fane readying a spell, but wasn't versed in magecraft, so, to avoid conflict, he did a simple gesture. He bawled his hand into a fist and hit it against his chest, a sign of camaraderie in his lands. He was no fan of the Phalanx, and would attack if they caused conflict, thought, hopefully, that wouldn't be the case. He looked into the eyes of Masaki, and studied him, Fane was right, his armor had Phalanx markings. When he heard Masaki say he was giving up the effort, he relaxed a bit.

 

[joeymicl]

Fane smiled at the Phalanx man as he seemed different from the others. He was also glad this man did not seem to particularly like orcs. He heard the man behind him hit his fits against his chest and Fane nodded at him. He lowered his hands back into his cloak to hide them.


Fane's head then snapped towards the man on the ship as he spoke. His weapon had been swiped away and now he was making a dash for it. Fane took his hands out and pointed them towards the man. He completed his spell and one yellow transparent dome appeared around the man. Another then appeared around the orcs chasing him. He walked up to the man, "Hello and welcome to the land of Ranldor. My name is Fane and I would like to ask yours and as well as what you are doing here? I will also get your weapon for you if you'd like?" He smiled to convey he meant no harm at all. With the ship he was going to take back soon to be locked down for cleaning, he had to find something to occupy his time.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

As Fane walked over to the man who caused all the havoc on the ship, Masaki turns to look behind him, looking at the man wearing the strange mask "That attire is a bit disturbing.. But I suppose its alright..." He then turns away and walks over to the ship as he says "Look, Ive not come here to cause trouble, so dont make me. Not all of us people in the Phalanx are complete assholes you know.. " he then continues on, boarding the ship and looking at the Orc corpses "Well, he did a good job of killing them... His skill with the bow is astounding"

 

[Dreadpool]

Quintus stopped in his tracks, prevented from going any further by some sort of yellow field. He peered behind him, to see if the orcs were going to catch up with him while he was trapped. However, it appeared that they were trapped as well. That was a good sign, but that still didn't change the fact that...


He whirled around as the man who cast the dome spoke. Beating against his temporary prison, the mercenary snapped, "Names Quintus, now let me out of here or you'll end up the same way as the orcs." He scoffed at the younger, armored boy's statement. "So you serve these mongrels, do you? Then you're as dead to me as they are..."

 

[Yanipurr]

Cian watched as the commotion led else where which was a relief as it meant he could get the ship ready to sail with ease since they was no longer a fight going on, on the ship next to him. Cian began to take a closer look at the ship he had been on a few during his lifetime and he had good eyes to guess that this ship would not take him to where he wanted to go with ease, which was sightly annoying. Stepping of the ship he sighed before turning to face it once again drawing his sword and slashing downwards at high speed and even though he never actually hit the ship it seemed to just break in half well it was only made out of wood so it wasn't that hard to cut. (by the way not the ship you people are on just one anchored next to it.)


Cian turned around once again, sheathing his sword and walking back the way he came from originally, it was clear that he wasn't going to be using that ship and the only other currently had 'company' on it along with some Orc corpses. He decided to stop and watch how this situation played out since he currently had nothing better to do.

 

[joeymicl]

Fane felt the small drain of energy from the hitting on the domes from both parties. He decided there was no reason to waste any more energy. So he lifted his left hand and the orcs rose up in the air in a now yellow sphere. He then motioned his hand toward the sea and they flew towards it. He ended the spell for the orcs and they fell into the sea. He then ended the spell and Quintus was freed. Fane looked at him, "Nice to meet you. However, no matter what you do I'm coming with you."


In preparation for running, he readied his spell Relief. His hands started to glow green and he pressed them on his chest then legs. The areas where he touched stayed glowing green with the spell active on them. This way he wouldn't tire no matter how long or fast they ran. He would only tire if he ran out of magical energy. He readied himself in case Quintus did run off.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

"Very well, its you that will suffer. Not me, I dont care what I am to you, and anyway, I dont serve them, its actually quite the opposite. Although, I have no love for the Orcs so im glad you killed them." He smiles as he draws his blade, slashing it behind him as a slash of ice shoots towards the sails, cutting them and they fall into the sea, rendering the ship useless. He then steps off the ship and adds "In fact, I disagree with a lot of what the Phalanx says, but lets keep that between us" he looks at the man called Quintus and then starts walking away

 

[Dreadpool]

"You fool..." Quintus had half a mind to chide the kid further. However, he'd much rather be escaping from this location. "Alright, Fane, it would be best if you minded your own business. I have my own things to do, and I'm afraid that you'd only hinder me if you tagged along..." He hissed, bending down to pick up the blade that had fallen. If Fane followed him, he might have to do something he would regret. He placed his bow on his back, and strode off towards the woods.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

He stops and then turns his head, looking at Quintus as he says with an emotionless look on his face, "Dont call me a fool.... Old man." He sniggers and then continues walking, sheathing Fubuki, he walks back into the main town as he walks around the market place, browsing through all the strange remedies and trinkets for sale

 

[Seymour]

-Ranldor-


Svalna sighed. Tonight, it seemed, was another meal of cold, stale bread and dirty well water in a lovely rat-infested alleyway. She had browsed through the marketplace, only to find the consumables for sale either appeared unsafe to eat or much too expensive for her dwindling coinpurse. The orcs of Ranldor didn't seem to care for humans or religion, and the few that accepted her help often had nothing her conscience accept, such as a family's last silver. She had been lucky enough to stumble upon a merchant in the process of being robbed, chased off the goblins, and received the rock-hard loaf of bread she was currently attempting to eat.


Tomorrow, Svalna decided it would be best to depart and seek someplace with more needy and generous residents. Replacing her mud-caked helmet and sitting against the grime covered wall, Svalna tried to tune out the sounds of the marketplace and get a few hours of uncomfortable sleep.

 

[joeymicl]

Fane listened to the two's little bout of words. Once they were done Fane followed Quintus and scoffed, "I easily stopped you and those Orcs. I doubt anything you have to do is harder than that. You can't get rid of me easily I'd say." He stayed slightly behind Quintus to make sure he didn't try anything funny. He hoped something else exciting would happen now that he had to kill time. Fane kept Relief barely active on his lungs and legs, as a precaution for if Quintus did anything strenuous.

 

[2SEATER]

Vragisav strolled back to his house, coin pouches in hand. He arrived at his house; well not really a house, more or less a shack made of bricks. But it was home. "I'm back!" He declared as he walked through the door, petting the coin pouches and some food from the market in the table in the center of the room. Digruus looked up from his bed across opposite the door. He attempted to say something but only spluttered out a flurry coughs and ended up having to settle on a simple nod. Digruus was his adoptive father; a big and burly Orc. He used to run a notorious gang until he came down with a mysterious illness. He put his son, Kavaro, in charge while he was away. Digruus weakly lifted his arm,


gesturing for Vragisav to give him some bread. Vragisav tore a chunk off the loaf and walked over to Digruus' bed to give it to him. Digruus accepted it limply. "How'd you get that money?" Asked Olafid, who was holding a leather bound book. Olafid was a close friend of Digruus; a tall ogre with broad shoulders, he acted as a bodyguard to protect Digruus while he was in such a susceptible state. "Just some merchant. Where'd you get that?" Asked Vragisav, pointing to the book.


"I found it on the side of the road, just sitting there"


"You probably can't even read"


"You have a go then" Olafid threw the book to Vragisav. Vragisav didn't read much, but from what he could tell it was a some sort of magic tome.


"This should fetch a fair price" said Vragisav, examining the book.


"What is it?" Asked Olafid.


"Some kind of magic book" replied Vragisav. "I'll take it to the market. There's bound to be a wizard or something there. I'll let him make an offer and then charge him double!" Said Vragisav. He sat down at the table in the center and began counting the money he had got from the merchant.

 

[LeSoraAmari]

Masaki walked the market streets and eventually came across a stall selling foreign goods. He goes over to it and inspects it, being slightly intrigued by the items for sale. "I'll have one of them please" he points to the item he wanted and then proceeded to give the person running the stall the correct amount of hold before walking away again. The item that had caught his eye was a mysterious stickpin, about the size of the palm of a hand, it was made out of silver similar in colour to Masakis armour and encrusted with Topaz gems, just by touching it you could tell that it had magical properties. "This could come in useful." He puts the stickpin in his pocket and proceeded his patrol around Ranldor. "I dont know why the Commander wanted me to patrol this dock town, it truly is a sight for sore eyes.." He says to himself as he then ends up by a little brick shack, he looks at it and sighs "Those poor people..." He says, referring to the people inside, he then continues walking. Walking as if he didnt even see the shack

 

[Dreadpool]

Indeed it wasn't going to be easy to get rid of Fane. However, for some reason, Quintus didn't attack the man, but the thought did occur to him. "I still fail to see why a stranger such as yourself wishes to follow me anyway..." Shaking his head, the archer darted into the woods, glancing backwards to see if the sorcerer would still follow him.

 

[joeymicl]

The green glow on his chest and legs flaired up. He dashed after Quintus and kept pace with him. The only thing he felt was a small drain on his magical energy. Once he caught up he responded, "oh their isn't any particular reason I'd say. More or less I need to know you are more good than evil. I can't let you kill anymore possible innocents like those orcs." He stayed attentive to possible objects that might trip him up. Unfortunately staying focused on healing and not tripping would leave him susceptible to attacks.

 

[Mireille]

-Ranldor-

Status: Uninjured


Health: Normal


Energy: 400/400

Maha got off the docking ship, and climbed onto the worn down dock, it creaked as if going to collapse with the added amount of her weight. The smell of fish, and other fumes hit her nose. Amongst, the workers, she sought to find an area to rest. Worn from a long journey, against the raging sea. All the more while to explore, the land she was now in. In search of a tavern, not daring to risk an alley, she saw conflicts rising, and falling. A thief stealing food from a stall in the market, another group harassing an old man in the nearby back street. This place seemed like on the verge of collapse. Making her way throughout, the market hand near sword. She finally saw what might appear to be a tavern, and made her way inside.


It was a cold damp place, water leaking from the roof, moss growing in corners. It wasn't the most humble of places. But, it should provide her with a chance to rest, if at all that. In the corner of her eye, she saw a group of men gambling, and a few others brawling it out. This definitely wasn't the place for her, but she didn't have a choice. Talking to the barkeep, she got a room, a little bit of food, and a drink. Never can risk getting drunk, especially in places like these. Going to her room, sitting upon the chair, and setting out her food and drink on the table lit with only a small candle, she began to eat.