Ascension of the Throne
#21
Posted 13 July 2010 - 05:51
Gender and Race: Male, Elven (13 years old)
Background: Not much is know about Rebtex. He has no family to speak of. His story starts to unfold as the RP goes. He is one of the very last elves.
Weapons and Combat Style: A pair of elven knives approximately 10 inches long with a slight curve. As an elf despises armor of any kind and depends on natural agility to prevent injuries. Depends on speed and reflexes in a fight not brute force. Extreme stamina that can outlast the toughest of opponents. As an elf has a natural knack for psionic powers and elemental manipulation.
Arrives at the fort in a gasping breath after a long fight with orc patrols. Screams in pain as a leg injury starts to fester and deteriorate from orc poison. "Guards help they are behind me!" The guards immediately shoot down the orcs following. They quickly open the gate and allow entry. Rebtex passes out on the ground as the poison starts to take hold of him.
#22
Posted 13 July 2010 - 06:18
#23 fs_marinzeus
Posted 13 July 2010 - 06:34
Gender and Race: Male, Human
Age: 15, closer to 16
History: After the death of his father, he enters a martial arts "institute", much like Shao-Lin, to become more powerful and take revenge on the people, responsable for his dad's death. His diploma for basic knowledge says "Junior Ninja", but his constantly growing prowess surpasses mere writing on paper. As it is summer vacation, even for ninjas, he has part-time training to improve himself in the fort, helping whereever he can.
Weapons and combat style: He rarely uses weapons, since his qualification doesn't allow it. Marin's prime attacks are hand-to-hand, and counter attacks to surprise the unwary opponent.
Waiting and watching over the falling asleep Rebtex, Marin stands guard to ensure that this isn't another sneak attack, planned by the orcs.
"He might be a mercenary that the orcs hired to infiltrate the fort. Best be careful, he could rise any minute and try to take us out from the inside. That's a risk Im not gonna take."
Marin remains in the room and waits patiently for the stranger to awake, so they can have a little discussion of what's going on.
#24
Posted 13 July 2010 - 06:42
#25 fs_specter7
Posted 13 July 2010 - 06:50
#26
Posted 13 July 2010 - 06:55
#27 fs_marinzeus
Posted 13 July 2010 - 07:45
in RP:
Marin approaches the orc cautiously, even with the fact that the greenskin is frozen in his tracks. He takes a good look at him, and then turns to Rebtex.
"Nice try, elf. Very nice."
After which, the human rushes into attack with Rebtex. With a palm thrust, the elf gets knocked to the ground, and the psionic powers are interrupted-the orc is now unfrozen. Marin stands over the fallen Elven and explains his actions:
"I just knew you were allies with the orcs. This must be one of your friends, am I not mistaken? Your plan won't succeed."
The human is prepared to fight both of the opponents.
#28 fs_specter7
Posted 13 July 2010 - 10:48
#29
Posted 13 July 2010 - 15:59
#30
Posted 13 July 2010 - 16:00
I never implied that you had a sword.
#31 fs_lichblader
Posted 13 July 2010 - 16:14
Eventually Rebtex and Marin stop fighting and are exhausted.
Lader turns to Rebtex.
"I sense poison in you. Here take this vial. It should help. It is from the same fountains I drank from the fountains at Lothar."
Lader reaches into his pocket and tosses a vial with a florescent blue liquid to Rebtex.
#32
Posted 13 July 2010 - 16:21
#33 fs_marinzeus
Posted 13 July 2010 - 18:25
Out of RP.
I never implied that you had a sword.
Oh yeah?
Awakes in a fury of thralling and magic as an unknown force attempts to penetrate his mind. Quickly he shuts out his thoughts and builds a wall against the attackers offense. As he regains consciousness he sees a stranger standing over his bedside sword in hand ready to fight. As he sizes up the stranger he realizes his ability to move is back. He sits up in bed and greets the stranger. All he gets is a solemn stare back........
In the RP:
Marin simply looks decepted at Rebtex, then bows before Lader.
"Forgive me the error. I will make a mense."
With that said, the human stands up and leaves the medic tent, eager to catch up with the orc, or atleast to follow him to the enemy's encampment. But on his way out, he points his attention once again to Rebtex.
"Judge me if you want, but if you want to do the right thing, come with me. You'll have another go at that orc."
Marin leaves the camp, not looking back at whether the elf has followed him or not. His only thoughts are that the location and planning of the fort don't fall into the wrong hands.
#34
Posted 13 July 2010 - 18:31
#35
Posted 13 July 2010 - 18:32
Out of RP.
I never implied that you had a sword.
Oh yeah?Awakes in a fury of thralling and magic as an unknown force attempts to penetrate his mind. Quickly he shuts out his thoughts and builds a wall against the attackers offense. As he regains consciousness he sees a stranger standing over his bedside sword in hand ready to fight. As he sizes up the stranger he realizes his ability to move is back. He sits up in bed and greets the stranger. All he gets is a solemn stare back........
Lol sometimes I am quite stupid. My bad. Sorry
#36
Posted 13 July 2010 - 18:51
#37 fs_lichblader
Posted 13 July 2010 - 22:21
Nearly a mile away a high orc banner stood above the trees.
"Damnit. He's notified them of our situation. We need to get ready"
A veteran knight with a golden emblem helmet came.
"Young adventurers. Knights. Brothers. and Elf. We need to forget our differences right now. At anytime the orcs will arrive ready to slaughter us all. But we must not be afraid. I say fight regardless of circumstance. If we can hold out for several hours our reinforcements will arrive. In the meantime prepare our defenses!"
Lader quickly returned to wear he was earlier and got his weapons ready. His azure blade and his thick hide armor.
#38
Posted 13 July 2010 - 22:27
#39 fs_lichblader
Posted 13 July 2010 - 22:33
Noticing a familiar face, Lader went to the battlement.
"Rebtex is it? It's gonna be one hell of battle. May the gods grant us strength to survive..."
Several bows and arrows were being handed out to those on top of the battlements while several others were awaiting at the heavy steel gates of the entrance which was being supported by a thick wooden lock. The people below were stacking anything they could carry behind the gates- lumber, chairs, tables, and such.
#40
Posted 13 July 2010 - 22:49
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