A War Of Houses - Playground 8, WoH RP Thread. Options

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

The Silhouette

OOC: I need to know the number, so i can have a mental picture, it just makes it more real

"Malahidrenia" that should let all the soldiers walk on water" he said to a moldair. "Get out of your boats men, come, come,!" the men poored out of the ships and ran infront of the moldair onto shore, a mile north of ebonheart

[Megil Tel-Zeke]

Megil

Megil brought his sword down, the sky was thick with arrows and fireballs, like a thousand angry bees felling trees. They flew over the ordinaors and into the landing enemy.

Megil looked out to sea, and saw that three boats had been brought down, the inhabitants killed. He had hoped for a bigger imapct from the sylphs, but the enemy seemed to be aware of thhe sylphs and had the men under a water walking spell. more boats were sinking but the coldiers were getting out,

Oh well at least this way they won't have anywhere to flee. and any kills will help us out a bit.

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

The Silhouette

The battle wasnt going so bad, hundreds of goblin archers fired upon the city, and flaming arrows caught many of the shantys aflame (ill bbl, dont fight without me, well you can fight goblins from teh north, but dont destroy them completly, and dont fight my orcs)

[Soulseeker3.0]

Stauros(well Otik to Sel) and Delfran-> in Vivec (the war...)

Stauros heard the rumors of a war, or a battle atleast, and cursed under his breath

I need to get to Balmora, but I can;t just stand there, knowing VIvec is in danger!

HE tapped Sel on the soder, "Just like old times, eh?" He took off in a slightly hurried pace to get Delfran and to report to the front lines and beat back the foe.

Moments later, Delfran and Stauros were running through the city tward the battle

"SO what this all about Stauros?"

"Don't know, but I heard a battle and rumours and I couldn't resist a fight. I cover you and you run in and butcher?"

"thats what we usually do and it works well."

Stauros and Delfran reached the enemy and stopped "Goblins!? What are they doing here?" Delfran asked

stauros replyed "I don't know but they wont get to far"

They then flanked the goblins and started working into the force, tward the front that everyone else was at.

ooc:grr i'm never going to get to Balmora at this rate...

This post has been edited by Soulseeker3.0: Oct 7 2005, 10:00 PM

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

The Silhouette

He told the moldair to hold off until he gave the signal. The Silhouette jumped into battle, and sliced an ordinator half. Another came up behind him, and he flicked his sword backwards, gashing his foes neck. But suddenly a captain lunged at him, he used his left hand and the enem was blown back by a fire blast


Dalrus, Balmora


"Madam Varus, vivec is under attack!" a scout ran up to dalrus

"What! who's strong enough to attack a city of that size?"

"Well its not exactly vivec, its ebonheart, but the "thing" that's leading the attack, destoyed one of the cantons earlier today" the scout yelled

"Well there's nothing we can do, the battle would be over before we got there. Now we just sit and wait for Stauros"

This post has been edited by Florodine of Hlaalu: Oct 8 2005, 12:00 AM

[DoomedOne]

En'Fel
At Sea

En'Fel found a new ship that was coming into Telvanni territory. he took a canoe he found next to the shack and paddle it out with a rope and an anchor. When he got right next to the back of the ship he jammed his anchor in and rode in the wake of the ship.

The ship hit Tel Branora, and with the last of the Telvannics he had he managed to buy a ride to Sadrith Mora. He was back on track.

Judd Vhahl

He killings began just like before. he waited for people to wander off in the Wilderness, merchants, explorers, whatever, and he'd either kill them or capture them to save up for his ritual. Somehow though, he had aged at some point living wit the Necromancers, he needed more now. He needed purpose now that he managed to achiev immortality. Killing wasn't enough, he wanted an impact beyond infamy up being the the Wilderness Psycho. He could do so much now, with all the power he had gained, with the ability to kill so easily.

He could flatten Balmora, that would probably do the trick.

This post has been edited by DoomedOne: Oct 8 2005, 12:24 AM

[Aki]

"A wise decision Arch master, may I ask how many ordinators and soldiers we have stationed here in vivec?

Raavin
"Ordinators? The Ordinators are Lord Megil's men," Raavin said. "As for men here, around 200 or so."

"Vivec is under attack. Our very way of life is threatened by an unknown force. A war is breaking out, but not between the houses. When a war breaks out between the houses it will be a time for us to celebrate. But instead some unknown force wants Vivec destroyed. This is a bad thing. If you have any loved ones I encourage you to warn them. And if anyone is hungry for a battle follow me!"

A collumn of about twenty shady figures swarmed the arena. At the head of them was Endris. They walked briskly through the arena and on to the center of New Vivec...

Lykaon

Lykaon followed amongst the Assassins, his tall heavily armored profile c ontrasting with the shorter more lightly armored Assassins.

Megil looked out to sea, and saw that three boats had been brought down, the inhabitants killed. He had hoped for a bigger imapct from the sylphs, but the enemy seemed to be aware of thhe sylphs and had the men under a water walking spell. more boats were sinking but the coldiers were getting out,

"Serjo Megil!" Lykaon shouted. "Have the mages dispell the water walking soliders, they shall drown as their armor drags them to the ocean floor!" He knew naught of the Slyphs hiding beneath the waves, so he didn't know that if the water didn't drown them, the Slyphs were kill them. His Akavirian blade was drawn, and the beautifully and masterfully forged blade glittered and gleamed in the sunlight.

[DoomedOne]

(OOC: For the moment I'm still going to use isaarin, stomache ache can take over when he gets on)

Isaarin
New Vivec

This was just the sort of political act Isaarin needed to make his troop building look legitimate. He quickly ordered his Guards to rush down to the Fort and support the Ordinators. His Guard was small, but as a political display, while many men were gathered close to him, he ordered his own two guards to join the others. He kept the other two in the area to watch him privately.

[Megil Tel-Zeke]

Megil

Megil nodded at Lykaon, and ordered the mages to do so, soon the men at see where dropping like stones.

Meanwhile MEgil saw his 'man' and ran after hi swords drawn, he stopped in front of the silhouette,

"So we meet again."

[Kell-Reevor]

Val-Jeer Vivec

Val had learned enough, now it was time for action. Below him a massive battle was taking place, the outcome of which seemed uncertain.

The same stench the Silhouette left was emanating from the enemy host.

Val dismissed the lights, and he went plummiting into the enemy forces, blade facing down. The blade peirced a goblin, and the force of Val's collision crushed it.

For a moment, he stood kneeling on the ruined body, eye to eye with another goblin. All around him, fear was in the air. And they should be afraid. A being dressed in white and surrounded by flickering lights had just fallen from the sky... and he looked pissed.

The goblin in front of him stepped back.

"Don't run, s'wit"

Val leaped forward and felled the creature with a single swing.

[Megil Tel-Zeke]

Battle of Ebonheart

While Megil persued the silhouette, the ordiantors continued attack, the arrows were felling goblins by the hundreds, and the pikemen and swordsmen guarded the ranged fighters. they did not actively pursue the enemy but kept a defensive formation.

At sea the sylphs slaughetered the dropping and drowning men beneath the surface, their bleeding bodies attracting hordes of slaughterfish.

[Soulseeker3.0]

Stauros and Delfran->In The midst of the battle field


Delfran and Stauros were killing the goblins left and right. At one point Stauros gave up with his bow and pulled out a Dia-katana matching Delfran's and they continued weaving in and out like a sphear of death, cutting through the goblins.

Stauros, Were are they all coming from!? they seem endless!"

"I dont' knwo, but we need to work our way up to the front line, I want to speak to Megil. Ask him what happened earlyer"

"what happened earlier?"

Stauros looked suprised, "nothing, it doesn't matter"

[Kell-Reevor]

Val-Jeer

There was death all around him, and yet the enemy continued to come... like lambs to a slaughter. Val wasn't fatigued in the slightest, he could continue for days in his new state.

But he didn't. Somehow, he sensed a familiar, evil force. Beyond the head of a goblin he had cut down was the black void that was the Silhouette's cloak.

Him again!

Val cut down another enemy, then charged forward through the mass of combatants, body lurched forward and arms spread behind him. An orc tried to stop him, but he simply jumped and kicked off of his head.

Upon landing, he continued his mad dash.

[DoomedOne]

Wred Halius
Undercity

The City is going on lock-down to defend itself right now, you'll be hearing a lot of geers changing to close off the undercity from the invasion. Follow my voice and you'll be out of here before they manage to just off the path-ways to the sewers, the voice informed him.

Wred approached a narrow tavern, as he passed a certain line he heard a strange creaking, not like the rest, this one sounded like he triggered it. He turned around and realized there was a solid wall blocking where he just came from. His eyes widened, and he began to run. Behind him he heard a loud, thunderous bang, but dared not look to see what it was. Rotating movements surrounded him, and he couldn't help wondering what they meant, but soon found out as a spear sprang from behind, barely missing his torso. He stared back, and saw tiny little holes at the end of a wall shooting spears forward. He leapt down to his stomach to dodge the incoming volley, then leapt up again, waited for the sound, and dove down again. He continued following this until he entered a new room. Gates fell down behind him and the spear stopped coming.

Careful was all he got for this one. It looked like a cell, with seemingly no exit besides the gate which remained locked. He saw many hundreds of feet up there was a window, but there was no way he could climb the flat wall to reach it. He tried anyway, but only got a running start before falling. His thud that was made when he hit the ground echoed below him, and suddenly he knew, once again he triggered something.

Waterfalls shot out the window and flooded the room. It poured in faster than it could pour out the gate. Wred swam his best, waiting for it ill all the way up, until he couldn't breath, then he swam with every muscle in his body on over-drive until he managed to force himself through the window and saw a latch above. He swam up to the waterless space above, which was also quickly flooding. After a long breath of air and climbed up and out onto a loft.

You took too long, there is no time to rest, you have about forty-five seconds before you're locked in here, said the voice. Wred's eyes widened, and he began to run once again.

[ShogunSniper]

Endris -- Vivec

Endris stood at the edge of New Vivec on top of a guard rail. In front of him was the western coastline and Ebonheart could also be seen in the distance. The once imprial city emited an orange glow on the darkening horizon. Endris was unsure of what to do. His men were assassins, not warriors. They were not meant for the battlefield. He considered taking them to Ebonheart but what would they do once they got there?

At the same time the other side of him hungered for blood. Endris so passionately wanted to once again engage in battle. The feeling of adrenaline flowing over him as he cut through opponents. The need for this feeling overtook him.

He gathered his twenty assassins or so who had chose to join him called out the best two. He also called upon Lyakon, "If you wish to join in the battle, follow me." He ordered the rest of the assassins to stay put in Vivec. Endris began to make his way to Ebonheart along the coastline with his two 'escorts'. (and lyakon if he joins us)

[Aki]

He gathered his twenty assassins or so who had chose to join him called out the best two.  He also called upon Lyakon, "If you wish to join in the battle, follow me."  He ordered the rest of the assassins to stay put in Vivec.  Endris began to make his way to Ebonheart along the coastline with his two 'escorts'.  (and lyakon if he joins us)

Lykaon
"Of course," Lykaon said, following after. "I can't resist a good fight."

[ShogunSniper]

Endris, Lyakon, Rilamus (male assassin; one of endris' best), and Alavesa (female assassin; again one of endris' best) moved quietly until they reached Ebonheart. They had managed to make it inside the city while avoiding enemy contact. Endris climbed onto a low roof of a building and managed to overlook the battle.

"Doesn't look like much strategy on the enemy's part. They appear to just be storming the front... Lyakon, you are free to do as you please. Rilamus and Alavesa, stay with me."

Endris continued looking on over the battle scanning for any officer-looking people. Anyone else simply wasn't worth Endris' time.

[Dantrag]

Sel, New Vivec

Sel nodded when Otik mentioned old times. Those were fun, how many times did you get to go back? Not many, Ssel decided as he jumped into the battle.

his sword finally got to have some fun after five years.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Oct 8 2005, 05:31 AM

[Aki]

Lykaon

The golden helmed warrior nodded and leap into battle, his cloak flutting behind him. One goblin looked up in time to see the back-clad cloaked wolf-helmed warrior leaping down on him before Lykaon landed on the goblin with a satisfying crunch. The other Goblins jumped back in surprise but soon attacked, Lykaon spun, the Akaviri Katana ripping through the flesh and the bones of the goblins easily. He continued into the mass of goblins, for all the lack of emotion the helmet displayed, he fought like a demon.

[DoomedOne]

Wred Halius
Under City

Left, Right, Left, left, Left, Right, Straight, Straight, Straight, Duck, Wred ducked, and a swinging blade sliced the air above him. The tip of his hair fell back upon his scalp in shreds. He continued running as commanded, his heart pounding, his wet clothing and boots dragging him behind. Eventually he simply tore of his shirt and the bottom of his pants, ripping off his boots, and ran barefoot, nearly naked.

There it was ahead, he recognized the opening with a ladder climbing up into a wide passage way, and water straming down. The opening was closing...

He jetted, trying to move even faster than before, but the light from the outside grew feinter as he went on. Each muscle in his leg pounded against the ground shooting himself forward in long strides. He made it to the ladder and jumped up, slamming his fist for the light, diving through, getting stuck...

Pull back, said the voice, and Wred whipped himself back before being crushed. He was exhausted, he about fell into the river. He was locked in, too.

Don't rest yet, there is still one way out that isn't closed yet, but you'll need your sword, so follow my directions...

Wred began to walk now, tired, sick and hungry. He was absolutely miserable for about ten minutes, back-trotting his way into a locked room.

The guards forgot to lock it, and they're... busy at the moment.

Wred opened it, and there, alone in the room, was his sword. He slowly stepped toward it, as if being reunited with his long lost sister. When he touched it, he felt his power burning back into his veins, and his grip strengthened, pulling it forward, wielding it like the master he was, against cold, hunger and fatigue he was the master with his sword, the sword his father gave him. The sword that always levelled the playing field. He realized he had wrongly named it before. He opened himself up, maybe brought there by the fatigue, or his new guide, or something else, he felt a oneness with his sword, and allowed the energy to flow through him, to name his sword.

Redeemer

Wred opened his eyes, and set out once again, his sword giving him more light. he found himself walking a different direction than before, without the help of the voice, only with his sword, which knew where to go. Every single trap he vanquished, every single maze he followed without concern of getting lost. Every obstacle lay beneath him now. It was as though, in some strange universally divine way, he just levelled. When he came to the exit, he knew it was the Exit. It was a closed wall that seemed to go no where, but he knew the way out. He took his sword forward to illuminate the wall. It instantly ignited as light came forward, and Wred jumped back. He looked around alittle, and realized there was a message, a riddle. Wred said it aloud.

A wall so solid no troll could break it,
A wall so thick now age to crack it
A wall so angry no light can calm it
And yet it's only vulnerable
While flaming and wrathful

Wred thought about it. He touched his sword to it again, and flames danced upon the surface. Vulnerable.... it's vulnerable. Wred touched it again, but kept his sword there when the wall ignited, and he realized his arm was unscorched. He smiled, and walked through the wall. When he passed, it returned to its solid state, undisturbed.

Wred had walked out into an old back aisle in what looked like a library. he wandered forward, and saw it was empty, even closed. He bit his lip and left the library into the crowded streets, soaking wet, barely dressed, with a big, beautiful broadsword.