Secret of the Red Altar, Playground 1 Options

[GunsnArmor]

One thing: http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e181/GunsnArmor/map1-1.gif

This map shows starting places for Red Altar and Keepers of the Secret. Once started you can go anywhere you like, and do anything to defeat or weaken the other team. Yup, It's gonna be that flexible. Nothing planned except for what happens when one side wins.

Hanadam Hitius

Hanadam sat upon Mayuhns' chair in the council room, him being appointed the new leader after Mayuhn's assassination from a member of the Red Altar. He was reading an old book Mayhuns gave to him a while back. It was a thriller, about a deranged man that stalked young women that lived alone on farms and manors, and did perverse things till dead. It ends with him dying by the stabbing of a pitchfork, and falling into a stream. As he read this book, he thought about what his speech would be to his loyal guild brothers. He was very depressed about his best friend's death.

Jo'Puma

Jo'Puma had just seated himself in one of the chairs, and patiently waited for the others to arrive. He watched the expression on Hanadams face. He could see some kind of emotion in him. He seemed to be...somewhat sad. Though clueless to what it could be...

This post has been edited by GunsnArmor: May 31 2007, 08:39 PM

[jack cloudy]

Gro-Bolg Madrukh.

There was not enough room for him to step in. While the cramped conditions kept the enemy from swamping them, it also prevented them from lining up and form an effective defense. Again he looked down on his cuirass, noting how the iron above his heart had thinned considerably. That spell had surprised him. While it was weak on its own, its eerie ability to sustain itself while pushing against its target, and its ability to change directions made it something to be wary off.

Then, a loud bashing reached his ears, yet it seemed like a whisper over the clash of battle.
,,Another group?"

He turned to face the door just as its hinges surrendered to the blows.
,,The coast detachment has arrived!" Seven soaked Dunmer shouted.
,,I see! Welcome! Now let us see who is the better warrior!" Madrukh shouted back and rushed forward.

The first Dunmer raised his shield in defence when the Claymore came down. But the knight drove his blade through the Bonemold shell with incredible strenght and cut through the arm behind it. The Dunmer yelled, and Madrukh sliced open his stomach with his backswing. He then thrust the Claymore into the man's chest and drove him back into his allies who were still standing in the cramped corridor.
,,Flee now, or die!" Madrukh roared.

,,They're at two entrances now! Let's hope they won't make it three!" He added to his fellow guildmembers.


Deryll Farfing.

,,This is taking too long." Deryll noted and then called out.
,,I'm going to put down a barrage. Hold the door but don't advance!" He ordered before releasing a pair of Heyat spells. The two bolts of light brushed against the ceiling as they flew and entered the council room, before diving to chest-height and circling the room, one clock-wise and the other counter-clockwise.


(Getting hit probably won't kill anyone, but it will hurt and bring the victim out of balance cause it keeps pushing.)