Blackwolf

Skyrim: The secret of Thu'um

Hey saare, Jorn was talking to your character before the avalanche. Re-read my own post and Noticed that it didn't really clarify that.

Alvaria - The Town Surrounded in Magic and Mystery

Jax looked at the man "Jax Orion" he said keeping an eye on him as he pulled out that large book. Claw laying next to that ice block and rubbed up against it. The large Dire wolf liked the cold.. Claw looked up seeing some one getting ready to lift up the ice block and he growled. The way the wolf saw it he had already claimed it earlier, rubbing up against it to get his scent on it. He stood and walked between him and the ice block before laying back down pushing his nose into the snow as it was falling it was piling up on his fur. Talon Soon landed on a branch of the spirit tree, holding a bird in her talon as he lowered her head to eat her breakfast. The large eagle rather enjoyed living here, seeing as she had domination over the sky as there didn't seem to be any large birds of prey like herself at all, or at least known that they have seen in the six months they had been there. So she ate her breakfast watching in amusement as Claw seemed quite happy with that block of ice.

The Protectors

I know what you mean haha, We need to at least get far enough that something happens and next thing you know the sleepy little town has a werewolf problem as well XD

The Protectors

J.D smiled and laughed a bit some as he looked around the store speaking "naa, I was just on my way out and as I was getting near the edge of his property I spotted them lurking around, I shouted, they attacked. I already called it in from the radio in my bike." He wasn't going to really mention what he was doing there that late, or why he had his bike parked so far away so he wouldn't hear him starting it up, such details weren't required. As he looked around he walked up to the vampire's blood on the floor and ran his finger through the blood and sniffed it, That scent of coagulated blood filled his nose as he cringed some "This a new one as well? Man those forest boys been busy it seems." standing up he wiped the blood off with a rag he kept in his back pocket. Some how he already knew the answer to that question. His instincts were always good. He would probably make a good detective in the city if he had the desire for such things. As it stands though the only reason he is on the police force is because he's a protector.

As he was there he over heard Jason talking to the officer, just able to make out what they are saying as his friend soon showed up, telling them about the break in. He smiled and looked over to Ben as Jason drove off "I'll give him some back up" he stated turning and walking back towards his bike before turning and walking backwards "and before you say anything, When have you ever known me to do as I'm told? Hmm" He smiled lifting up his hand in a wave "later old man, try not to break a hip getting in your car" he said pulling his helmet over his head and turning his bike back on. Soon pulling up to the curb and dropping back down into the street and racing off through the streets.

He slowed his bike down before he even got to the house, killing the engine as he used his momentum to carry him the rest of the way, that bike silently rolling along before it came to a stop near by Jasons squad car. He got off his bike, put his helmet down and put his keys in his pocket as unzipped his coat and pulled out one of his M1911s from his shoulder harness and kept low, seeing Jason walking in he moved forward as well, though staying a bit back as he moved around the back of the house to approach from the opposite side. He looked in through the window, seeing Jason he pulled up his hand and signaled that he was going to go around and meet with him. Soon he was at the other side of the house, slowly he opened the door checking inside the dimly lit room as his eyes sight started to adjust to the dark.

Skyrim: The secret of Thu'um

As Jorn expected his sleep was short, waking he sat up and started to don his armor. Though the Beast blood gave him great power, it also meant very little sleep. But it didn't seem to affect him as much as he never seemed to need that much anyways. So he put his armor back on, slipped his sword on his back and started to roll up his bed. Rolling it up he stood moving up and looking over, most of the camp had seemed to go to bed as he looked around, looking at his fellows. He spotted the orc still up, "seems sleep is rare among adventures" he said smiling as he looked around. It was a good night at least as he sat down on a rock and looked out over the side of the mountain. "It seems you and me have quite the work load...being the only true fighters as far as I can tell" He said smiling, the other nord looked like he could handle himself in a fight, but he smelled of Sulfur and charcoal. A blacksmith, the others it was quite obvious the weren't fighters, The only real question was Ulemi though he knew Irileth a little and knew that even with out her magic she was a skilled warrior. So with her it would remain to be seen.

As he sat there suddenly the sky erupted "What in Oblivion" He said looking up, seeing the dragons poor out as he grinned. The thu'um's being shot out as he looked up with eagerness. Though he also looked around the camp "Every body up!' his voice shouted out as he laughed. This is what Jorn lived for, this was his life. To live by the sword was to die by the sword, and he would have it no other way. Only he did not plan on joining the great hunt yet, he had yet to even find the Hercinie's white stag. No he had much to live for. He roared out with excitement, only in that moment he did forget himself, lucky the sound of the battle up a head drowned out that un-human roar of his as his eyes glinted with silver. The beast was just as excited as him as he turned to lead the charge up the mountain. Though the mountain itself seemed to have other plans. Snow came washing down as he turned his head just in time "oh for the love of..."he was cut off by that wall of snow smashing into him and knocking him down and piling up over top of him as the world went black.

His eyes opened up as he looked around. He spit as it rolled up his face and to the left, well at least he knew which way was up as he started to squirm and wiggle about. Soon his hand bursting out of the snow as he started to pull himself out, looking around as others seemed to be doing it as well. "Looks like the rising of Draugr" He said puling him self out all the way and standing up brushing snow off of himself. "well, that was a bit of fun wasn't it" he said as he looked around as all seemed to of calmed down. He saw the others slowly rising from the snow as well as he looked to the Dunmer, she was right, he thought as he looked as the Khajit seemed to run off. "well I suppose that dragoons might of scared off the ice wolves, ice trolls, ice saber cats..." he paused for a moment...how come they called everything deadly "Ice" He shrugged that off though as he soon chased after that Khajit "I'll make sure he doesn't get killed" Said the wolf chasing after the cat...

The Protectors

to post...or to wait for others to post...that is the question haha

Stalwart University

oh you you will bear that in mind! You better bear that in mind so hard that you can't bear how much your are bearing it...BEAR IT MOFO!

After War, Before Peace (Military, Alternate History/Post-war RP)

Ghost lowered his rifle as he made a decision, He knew they weren't NWA, he knew one of them had the detonators for those nukes, and his mission was to make sure the NWA didn't get them at all cost. So he slid down from his perch in his tree, slung his rifle across his back and moved out keeping low he moved around the group first. Using the jungle for as cover until he was out of the line of sight of the Pilot with the M1 in the back before he made his approach. Slowly he crept closer keep to shadows and bushes as he could hear them speaking now, the wounded man was talking, about the submarine as he stayed low. Speaking about how they had to take care of it, and at this time he agreed so he moved out of his hiding spot and walked forward, his hand ready to pull out his pistol as he started to speak.

"He's right, Stealing those detonators is only a speed bump for them" he stated walking into the clearing from behind the woman. "SSBNs never pull into ports other there there home port, the fact that they are here means they either had to do an emergency resupply or something really important is broken, probably sabotage to convince the captain to pull in. Either way, the nukes themselves are more important then the detonators, we should assume they are planing on going Underway ASAP and that our window is small." He stated looking around at the group with those cold blue steal eyes of his.

Shattermane Academy |Rise of the Dragoons|

As they ran down the halls Ant couldn't help but notice the quite with exception for the heavy armor of the other two, and his own light foot steps echoing through those halls. Turning his head to Bram he nodded as they soon were in the west wing. He turned to the east wing and left. Walking through he found nothing but death, bodies lain about in shambles as those red eyes looked over with a calm gaze. Stepping over bodies and around fallen debris it looked as if a true battle had taken place. His mind wandered to his fellow's who wished to give chase after Lucia so soon. These were some of there best, and now here they all lay in there own life blood, burnt, cut, and maimed.

His ears twitched, hearing a feint sound as he walked, seeing a man crawling and barley alive. He approached him and got to a knee turning over as a very familiar face looked up at him with eyes fading of life, coughing up blood it smiled "Antafien, I see you are a live then" he said as the Drow looked at him "As you lay dieing, old man" he replied as that old man smiled "the old die, it's what we do" he stated coughing up more blood. Ant pulled out his dagger, "I can't keep my promise I made, I am sorry" Said the old man as that dagger slipped between his ribs and pierced his heart, ending his suffering as he took a last breath before the life left him and he was still.

Antafien closed the eyes of the dead man before standing up cleaning his dagger, those words he spoke as a child to the man that old man who recruited him echoed in his mind "I am great, make me a legend" he spoke softly as he turned his looking further down the hall. All that remained here are ghost of the past, as he looked down a the bodies and rubble, it almost reminded him of the tunnels he used to run through back in Veneel manly that they were in Ruin and with the constant smell of death. He had seen all that he needed two as he put his blade back into it's hiding place.

He appeared to be the last to arrive at where they split as he looked to Bram and Edun. "Nothing but death and ruin remain in these halls, let use leave these ghost to their rest" he stated as he didn't wait and turned walking back towards the entrance of the academy. The Drow's face as as calm as ever, as if he had seen nothing and was simply walking through a park, though an old saying of his people entered his mind, "Hate is a dagger--best when hidden and deadliest when precise." He was not overly fond of his own kind, but they did have there own twisted wisdom.

Shattermane Academy |Rise of the Dragoons|

yea i was waiting for yea to post so i Have an idea of what to post lol