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Fantasy Tyranny of King Valerian - A Fantasy GroupRP (Closed and Over)

@Birdsie ( i know he's not meant to be fought, i just wanted to give the Party a fighting chance. You came on REALLY strong, and left to Amos as it was progressing, they wouldnt have even made it out of Toron. I can come up with a suitable reaction to the "decimation" yet, gimme a few minutes.)
 
(just FYI as Reiner was going to do stuff before I had to do stuff IRL I'm going to wall-of-text all the shit he would have done during the time I couldn't rp. I won't change anything storyline-wise though)
 
Amos





Amos looks at Xer'Lai and says "Pathetic." He creates a Fiery Whip and attacks him with it.
 
Tyr poured some more scotch into his cup. The silence was killing him. It was his fault for asking her. Or was it the booze talking? Either way, he had made it awkward between the two of them.
 
Reiner

Reiner nimbly landed on his feet after being thrown and was going to reply when all hell broke loose. Before Reiner could even begin to say "What the fuck" a giant figure was rising from the throne room. Something about that figure, other than the fact that it was huge and angry looking, unnerved Reiner in way he hadn't felt since just before he was cursed. This feeling turned out to be well justified as a moment later a massive wave of pain that felt like his soul, if he still had one which is highly doubtful, was being ripped apart and burned hit him, dropping him to his knees. Reiner struggled mightily to stop himself from screaming, an effort that proved futile as the pain just seemed to grow. With shaking hands Reiner takes off his coat and shirt to see the runes on his chest beginning to snake downwards, covering the left side of his torso just as they began to snake up the side of his neck and onto his face, going up and around his left eye. At that point he must have blacked out due to the pain because when he came to he was covered in rubble and sore as all hell. Pushing the rubble off of him he looks around, "Fucking hell..." he mutters at the decimated wasteland around him and the battle going on between what looks like a kid and the giant. He hurriedly puts his clothes back on and stands up just in time to hear a voice talking about a portal or something. Figuring that he shouldn't stick around any longer and deeply worried about what the hell had happened with his curse he rushes to find the portal, managing to tail the last person going through.


Finding himself in the snow Reiner looks around at the strangers around him. He stands up and dusts himself off, "Oi, anyone care to say what just happened?"




Inventory



Weaponry:


- Cursed axe


- Boot knife


- Large knife


- Punching gauntlets


 
Birdsie said:
Amos



Amos looks at Xer'Lai and says "Pathetic." He creates a Fiery Whip and attacks him with it.
He had tried, he had tried and failed. All he ever wanted was a friend someone he could make smile, once again. Look at him now; literally burning himself out attempting to halt a force that helped craft the universe. Pathetic. He couldn't even create a suitable sealing spell even with help from the gods.


'Forgive me everyone, I couldn't even cast my last ditch attempt.'


The line of that whip was fast approaching and Xer'Lai had no way of avoiding it or absorbing the blow.
 
"You know what, I'm sorry. I'll just go now." Tyr said, grabbing the bottle and standing up. Tyr was then walking over to his tent when he heard a voice coming from above. He started climbing up the stairs to see who it was.
 
Delacare said:
He had tried, he had tried and failed. All he ever wanted was a friend someone he could make smile, once again. Look at him now; literally burning himself out attempting to halt a force that helped craft the universe. Pathetic. He couldn't even create a suitable sealing spell even with help from the gods.
'Forgive me everyone, I couldn't even cast my last ditch attempt.'


The line of that whip was fast approaching and Xer'Lai had no way of avoiding it or absorbing the blow.
Amos





Amos walks up to Xer'Lai and stomps on him with his foot.
 
Arabelle was sitting outside in the cold wrapped up tightly in her coat. She didn't want to go into the tent and talk to anyone so she sat outside in the snow, watching Toron be destroyed.
 
Bailey sighed and wondered what Loudwater was like. She also wondered if Tyr knew her parents, or who her mom was at least. She didn't remember much just that it was a small but hardworking town.
 
After seeing nothing, Tyr stumbled back downstairs. He was drunk. He didn't care. He deserved it. He had just survived the apocalypse. But, after walking down the first few steps, he fell down the rest, tumbling all of the way down till he reached his tent.


"Ow."
 
Birdsie said:
Amos



Amos walks up to Xer'Lai and stomps on him with his foot.
((This officially marks the very first time I've ever died in an RP. Can we throw a little party to celebrate?))


"The price has yet to be paid..."
 
Reiner

Having heard someone speaking Reiner is able to locate the stairs and begins to descend them only to see a man reeking of alcohol tumbling down them. "You might want to watch your step," he remarks dryly, raising an eyebrow.




Inventory



Weaponry:


- Cursed axe


- Boot knife


- Large knife


- Punching gauntlets


 

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