Dwarven King Posted February 8, 2012 Report Share Posted February 8, 2012 Kelz smirked as the woman stood straight up. His gut was right, there was something off about her. However, his smirk quickly disappeared when he spotted the other bandits. "Damn!" He quickly jumped to his feet, throwing aside his cloak and revealing the chain mail underneath. Out came his right hand, a fine blade in his grasp. With his left hand, he let out a shrill whistle, alerting the guards nearby. Within seconds, every guards in the village was whistling. Men scrambled for weapons while trying to decide which gate to fortify. The attempt to defend the village was nothing but chaos. The village had never been attacked before, so the citizens had no idea how to respond, nor the most of the guards. Those with some sense of what was going on were armed and ready to fight the threat. Kelz spread his legs a part, steadying his stance. He knew better than to charge into a mass of oncoming enemies. It was much better to wait for them to come to him so that he would be prepared. Sword held out in front of him, firmly grasped by both hands, Kelz was prepared to die fighting for the people in the village. He glared at the oncoming bandits, no trace of fear anywhere on his face. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Enrise Posted February 8, 2012 Report Share Posted February 8, 2012 The bandits that rushed down the hill to back up Althilian, she shouted at them while facing the man. "I'll hold this one. You lot go through the gate!" Her battle cry inspired the rest of her team, and they all gave a shout of high esteemed agreement, and they charged behind Althilian. They all charged at the same time, but Althilian is the one who took a hold of Kelz, grabbing his sword arm with her left hand, and grasped him tightly around the body so he could not move to attack the others. While Althilian was focused on Kelz, the rest of the bandits were attacking the gate to bring it down. While the racket from the gate was being made, the infiltration group from the other side of the village, preparing to strike when the time was appropriate, saw this opportunity, and made their move on the village, and struck from behind, spreading out like a virus in a newborn baby's body, going to each house while the guards each prepared for the raid. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dwarven King Posted February 10, 2012 Report Share Posted February 10, 2012 Kelze grunted as the woman grabbed ahold of him. He wasn't to thrilled about the other bandits rushing past him, but the other guards would just have to hold them off. This woman looked troublesome. He focused his full attention on the bandit grasping his sword arm and struck her in the face with his free hand. Fully utilizing the momentary disctraction, he put distance between himself and her and re-grasped his sword. "Alright, you have my full undivided attention." he calmly said. "Now then, shall we dance?" he asked as he gave his sword a twirl and held it out before him. ----- Turt was busy hauling the bucket of water out of the well when he heard the shouts of the other guards. "What the hell?" he mouthed as he stood there dumbfounded. Finally, he regained his senses and threw the bucket back in the well. "Damn! Where did I put my equipment?!" Turt began to frantically search for his weapons. In his haste in fetching the water, he had set them down the first chance he had. Now, with the sudden attack, said place had slipped his mind. "Where are my weapons?!" he started to shout before he finally spotted them. They were a short distance away leaning against a wall. Without hesitation, he sprinted over and gathered them up. Three throwing knives on his belt, a short sword on his waist, and a shield in his hand. Turn turned towards the direction of the attack and was about to head off when he heard a quick scream. It sounded like someone had spotted danger before being silenced. He slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. His eyes went wide. There, right before him, was another group of bandits sweeping in from behind with no one to stop them. "s***!" he cursed out. "From behind! Another force from behind!" he screamed as loud as he could. A few guards nearby heard him and altered their courses, while a few began an attempt to bulster a force to support two fronts. Turt couldn't wait for them. He drew forth his sword and tightened his grip on his shield. With a yell of defiance, he charged into the oncoming bandits. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Enrise Posted February 11, 2012 Report Share Posted February 11, 2012 The impact from the fist wasn't supposed to have an emotional effect on her, but Althilian created the feeling from the hit, the feeling of hatred grew. However, she surpressed the feeling, trying to not lose herself. Stepping back from Kelz, she glared at him, and grasped her blade, and pointed it towards Kelz, and declared, "I am not one for dancing, unless we dance with the blades." He dashed towards Kelz, and hoping to experience a great time, she streched an evil smile, looked to Kelz, and swung her blade upwards from the ground towards her opponent. -- W'tea was leading the infiltration group from behind, and her group was throughout the city. She glanced the battle site, and when she noticed Turt was charging to her allies, she quickly chased after him, to intervene his chance. She drew two daggers from her sides, and cutting off Turt by stepping infront, and pointed her right dagger at him, while her left dagger was used as a shield. "I will not allow you to pass any further, worm! Prepare for death!" the Lucertole declared with such a projected voice. The other bandits noticed, but learned that this was W'tea's battle, and they carried on with their operations, fighting the guards while not harming the citizens. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thar Posted February 11, 2012 Report Share Posted February 11, 2012 Ghar has seen too much crime committed in one night. He checked back at Astra, making sure he was stationary. Still perched up on the hill, he crawled down backwards and stood up, mounting Astra and having him sneak up the hill where he scouted the raided city, arming himself with his bow and keeping one spare hand close to the sheath of his rapier. "I'm debating whether or not I should bring you with," Ghar whispered, "it might cause one more casualty than I intend." Astra whinnied quietly, as if he knew he was supposed to be quiet. There was a hint of both excitement and courage in Astra's voice, which made Ghar smile. "All right. No matter what happens, be sure to take it easy in whichever life you end up in." Whinnying again, Astra responded to Ghar's tug of his mane by thrusting himself to a hind-leg stand, preparing to charge. Ghar's bow was drawn, aiming at the first bandit he saw after charging over the hill, and shot at them. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Makο Posted February 11, 2012 Report Share Posted February 11, 2012 Roman laid back against the trunk of a tree, nibbling on the freshly cooked crab meat, keeping an eye on the piece of paper so that it doesn't burst into flames without his noticing. He began recalling the events prior, trying to make sense of the recent of what has happened. "Ok...so, I wake up, wounded and nearly dead. Black guy with blue stuff appears, but I send him off because he says he is associated with some form or another of the Dark Brotherhood. Jerk didn't even heal me. Then flower, crab, paper...Augh, nothing here makes sense!" He climbed to his feet the best he could, trying to ignore the ever present pain in his right arm and back. Stumbling around, he managed to get over to the fire, and grabbed the map. In an apparent daze, he didn't realize that the paper had caught slightly on fire. He panicked, and began blowing on it. Before long, he had dropped it to the ground and stamped it out. He sighed, and picked it back up. "Ugh...well, let's see what this thing is...?...a...a map?" The remaining piece of paper showed a small region, what appeared to be the top right corner of it. He saw the desert which he remembered he grew up on. From there, he saw an ink trail that led from said desert to a small lake, and beyond. However, the rest of the map had burnt up, so Roman was unable to see where the ink trail led. "...Well...I think...I think I know EXACTLY where I am now. This small lake...I think this is where I am." Looking beyond the lake, to the upper left, he saw a small town. The town of Terin. "Huh...I guess I know where I'm headed!" Roman grabbed what possessions he had and began to follow the map towards Terin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The White Wolf Posted February 20, 2012 Author Report Share Posted February 20, 2012 (OOC: Hell begins now) [b]"Begin." [/b]the man's voice echoed throughout the underground rally point under Port Iteon. The ground above shook as people ran screaming into their homes as a small army in Deadric Armor flooded from a manhole. The army was filled with a variety of mages, archers and warriors. The guards were no match for this army, and within a couple of hours the port was under the man's control. The army then made its way to the North-East; towards the town of Terin. While a second army emerged from the manhole and made its way to the North-West; towards the town of Eolin. (OOC2: On the iPod so probably short. Yes I am still capable of bolding text while on my iPod. Get over it.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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