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My alternate account. I.E. I am ZAVAZggg and ZAVAZggg is me. Not to sock-puppet or some shit, just so I can actually have interaction between two characters in a way that fits Myriad Reality's posting style.
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Jesper: *Sighs, wiping my blood from his blade* Because I can take far better care of her than you can.
*I blink, then sputter as I feel my rage growing even as my life slowly ebb away*
You treacherous bastard.
*I fall to my knees as shock, anguish, and, most of all, hate threaten to overwhelm my senses*
I can hardly believe my ears. My own friend, no, my brother in arms resorting to something as ignoble as this...
*I spit, the blood pooling in my throat making hard to breathe, and lock gazes with him. I see his is full of arrogant triumph, but feel mine filled to the brim with unbridled rage. Ah if looks could kill...*
Jesper: *Shifts his gaze over to Vaumon* I trust you'll keep your end of the bargain sorcerer?
Vaumon: *Bows, flourishing slightly* Of course.
Jesper: *Nods, sliding his dagger back into its sheath* Good, then we have nothing left to discuss.
*Turns to leave, pausing briefly to look back at me*
Do what you like with the body.
*Stalks up the dust covered stairs*
He won't be missed.
Vaumon: *Bows, flourishing slightly* Of course.
Jesper: *Nods, sliding his dagger back into its sheath* Good, then we have nothing left to discuss.
*Turns to leave, pausing briefly to look back at me*
Do what you like with the body.
*Stalks up the dust covered stairs*
He won't be missed.
*I cough, choking as the air refuses to pass, and feel my head becoming light. I see the edges of my vision begin to darken as the slick warmth on my chest finally begins to cool. Letting my head drop, I finally fall into the long dark of death...*
@Caldizar
Did you want us to chill until there's a reason for interaction?
Yes. I have a bit of a plot going at the moment that I want to take Helain through.
EDIT: Not like completely stop posting, just don't interact quite yet.
*Tightens the strap binding the sword across my back*
Are you ready Jesper?
*I grunt my affirmation and begin to march forwards, down the ancient stone steps and into the bowels of the crypt, my armor clanking noisily alongside Jesper's as we trudge deeper and deeper into the murky abyss. After a while, we come to a small coffin lined room, from which emanated a weak blue light*
*I raise my fist and draw my sword from its back-mounted sheathe*
This is it. Let me go first then move in to flank.
*I pause*
Remember, go for the throat. If that fails, the hands. We can't be too careful.
*I move into the room, taking stock of my surroundings. There were coffins, lots of coffins, most of which were empty as expected. Despite this the room was far from peaceful. At its center stood a hooded figure flanked by a ring of braziers, their bronze interiors alight with blue flames that rise up to singe the ancient brickwork above*
Necromancer!
*I brandish my blade*
Your life ends here!
*I watch, tense, as the necromancer turns. The unnatural light shifting to reveal two pits of coal set in a sunken and decrepit face*
Jesper! Now!
*He doesn't respond. I blink and turn to look for him, only to be met with a wicked looking dagger pressing into my neck. My eyes widen as I feel the coppery tang of blood wash over my tongue*
Je… Jesper…
*I cough, splattering blood against the inside of my helm as my strength leaves me. Glancing downwards, I notice faint markings along the length of the blade. An enchanted weapon then. That would explain my sudden loss of strength. Struggling to breathe, I shift my gaze back to him*
Why?
Are you ready Jesper?
Jesper: *Nods, his hand coming to rest on the head of his axe* Let us put an end to this foul creature.
*I grunt my affirmation and begin to march forwards, down the ancient stone steps and into the bowels of the crypt, my armor clanking noisily alongside Jesper's as we trudge deeper and deeper into the murky abyss. After a while, we come to a small coffin lined room, from which emanated a weak blue light*
*I raise my fist and draw my sword from its back-mounted sheathe*
This is it. Let me go first then move in to flank.
*I pause*
Remember, go for the throat. If that fails, the hands. We can't be too careful.
Jesper: Got it.
*I move into the room, taking stock of my surroundings. There were coffins, lots of coffins, most of which were empty as expected. Despite this the room was far from peaceful. At its center stood a hooded figure flanked by a ring of braziers, their bronze interiors alight with blue flames that rise up to singe the ancient brickwork above*
Necromancer!
*I brandish my blade*
Your life ends here!
*I watch, tense, as the necromancer turns. The unnatural light shifting to reveal two pits of coal set in a sunken and decrepit face*
Vaumon: Oh on the contrary...
*They lift their hands on high, and the sound of dirt being moved echoes from somewhere nearby*
Vaumon: It has just begun.
*They lift their hands on high, and the sound of dirt being moved echoes from somewhere nearby*
Vaumon: It has just begun.
Jesper! Now!
*He doesn't respond. I blink and turn to look for him, only to be met with a wicked looking dagger pressing into my neck. My eyes widen as I feel the coppery tang of blood wash over my tongue*
Je… Jesper…
*I cough, splattering blood against the inside of my helm as my strength leaves me. Glancing downwards, I notice faint markings along the length of the blade. An enchanted weapon then. That would explain my sudden loss of strength. Struggling to breathe, I shift my gaze back to him*
Why?
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Well, a long time in this thread anyway. Maybe not elsewhere.
Indeed.
Considers joining once again, albeit with an initial plot and character this time.
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Ezra: they didnt make it through, but the chattering noises they were making were loud and annoying. I wasnt about to have you being woke up by some nonsense as such. Are you fine with me taking a small nap? I'm exhausted.
Rest if you need to. *Takes up a defensive position at the edge of the circle* I suspect we'll need all our strength for this demon of yours.
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*you see me, coated in black blood, and several mounds of bodies of dragon like demons outside the circle*
Ezra: nothing I couldnt handle. Are you well rested?
As well as can be expected. *Gets up and draws my sword from my sheathe* I see we had company.
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Ezra:
*keeps an eye out until you wake up*
*Awakens, shaking my head slightly*
Ugh, so that's what it's like. Well, I'm going to try to avoid having to do that again.
*Looks over at you*
Did anything happen while I was asleep?
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Ezra:
I wont move from this spot unless our lives depend on it. You just get some rest.
Hmm.
*Slowly sprawls out on the rather hard ground*
I wonder what sleep is like... I've always seen humans doing that when their world turns away from the light of their native star, but what is it actually like?
*Exhales lightly*
Suppose I'm about to find out...
*Lays still for a few minutes, before falling into the inky depths of slumber*
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