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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Mar 17, 2004 22:54:23 GMT -5
((I'm taking it that you are walking around Torrence...))
"I am of flesh so to speak. My flesh will no longer age after this ressurection. Cassandra, is there a reson for my being raised?"
Cassandra nodded and bowed, "There are those out to raise your kingdom back so that they could get the..." she hesitates, remembering that they are not alone.
"Please, speak freely infront of them. I sense mainly good intentions."
"The Nexus and the Axis are in danger."
For someone who has just been risen from the dead, she seemed very content. "Very well, let us go out and defend our land."
A voice rang out in the distance, "You and what army?" an spell flew out and bolt of acid nearly hits Princess Torrence. She turns and begins casting a spell of her own.
Cassandra draws her sword and shields as she yells, "We are under attack! Ambush!"
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Mar 11, 2004 23:17:32 GMT -5
The woman says in perfectly spoken elven, "Greetings master elf. It seems that the power of Lady Torrence has beckoned you also." She puts her hand into the darkness and begins to speak silent words. As she stops speaking the darkness seems to to take form.
A woman, most likely in her twenties appears. She is wearing clothing of royalty. Her eyes open quickly and she sits up. "Where am I?" she asks as she looks up to see a familiar face.
Cassandra bows and speaks, "My lady. You have jsut been risen from your eternal sleep."
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Mar 1, 2004 21:29:04 GMT -5
She leads him past a large amount of forest to a grave that has been half opened. Though it is open, it is impossible to see inside. Some kind of magic is obscuring ones vision.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 25, 2004 18:01:19 GMT -5
Another girl appeared, this one no moer than eighteen. She nodded her head at the psion. "Greetings Gouth. I am Cassandra, The Grave Gaurdian, please follow me. " He voice seemed to lacking emotion and very old for someone of her age."
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 24, 2004 17:49:26 GMT -5
You can sense many entities moving around you, but only one seems to have a "mind" to read. They all seem somewhat benevolent.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 23, 2004 0:22:58 GMT -5
The little girl smiles, "I know where I am. It is you who is lost. You need to search around physically and within your own soul." The little girl then runs right through you and disappears.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 18, 2004 22:37:54 GMT -5
After he blinked, the young man saw a little girl standing a little ways from him. She smiled and ran towards him giggling innocently.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 18, 2004 22:00:37 GMT -5
((Fast paced, hack/slash, spell-slinging, game where everyone one is 5th level to start. You will level very quickly. No need to send me sheets, but just give me an idea of your char through your posts. One of every class only please. I want a diverse group. I don't mind special chars as long as ECL+Class Lvl= Level 5))
Torrence sat in her vast, luxurious room contemplating her step-mother's reasons for imprisoning her in the room. She was not mean to her at all, but at times she would send her to her room and tell her to stay there until one of the servants came to get her.
She always obeyed her step-mother, the Queen Madyline Arscot, but a childs curiosity is not suppressed easily. She went out of her room, sneaked down the hall to where she heard the sounds of booming.
The door opened on its own to show abnormal darkness. When it cleared, she saw her step-mother in battle with some strange creature with dragon wings in its back.
"Mother...Madyline?" Her stepmother turned at the sound of her name. "What's going on?"
Torrence looked at the beast to see it saying words that made little sense and the next thing she knew, her body grew tired. She blacked out and fell to the ground. ________________________________________
Every year, on the same day, people of the Kindom of Feloria would come to the grave of Lady Torrence Arscot where it read:
Here lies the lovely child Torrence Arscot Daughter through marriage of Her Majesty, Lady Madyline
After decades of her rule, the kingdom vanished. Many people say that from that day forward, Lady Madyline became a cold, harsh ruler and scared her kingdom away, but others say that Torrence had such great power was in her that a forest grew around her grave, but noone ever knew what really happened to Torrence's grave.
((Have your characters reasons for being in the forest of Felor in the introduction and don't forget appearance.))
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 18, 2004 21:24:14 GMT -5
Getting a little nervous, she looks around, "Whats in here...wait, don't answer, lets just get out of here."
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 16, 2004 22:33:07 GMT -5
She looked for a second a little confused, "My name is Paige, I'm new here also, and um... did you say Toril? As in the Forgotten Realms? I've heard of it in... something." She looks over at Josh...or Shin, and sees he seems to have had the same thought.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Feb 9, 2004 18:54:12 GMT -5
Paige was too busy thinking to herself to notice the others. "I've some marital arts classes, but I'm not good. I have never touched a sword in my life. I believe, for the sake of us all, I will be a mage also."
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Jan 30, 2004 14:56:52 GMT -5
Happy to see that they were friendly, she waved back causing a quick stir in the wind. She laughed at herself and came closer. "Hello, my name is Paige."
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Jan 29, 2004 20:47:06 GMT -5
Paige was in her room depressed, sitting around, looking through her book. She betgan to write a poem about getting away from it all to where she could be appreciated and where her true talents could be exposed to herself. She had a thing for poetry. It seemed to have some power behind it. If she wished ill will to a person in her poetry it happened, if she wished for it to rain, or for a certain someon to also it happened. A friend of hers who was a witch, but rather be called one in tune with the engeries of the world, told her she had much potential inside waiting to be tapped.
O that my soul could had wings And send me to where my poetry sings Notes of great harmony and power For I can't bear to spend another hour In this hate-filled godforsaken shante because I know the girl I am, can't be The girl that I know they want I feel this world is all one massive taunt...
After a few lines she began to get tired. It felt like an unnatural tiredness, nothing she had ever felt before. She didn't fight it, and she dreamed, she dreamed of a world in total black and white. She was in a grassy plain where the tall grass that was up to her knees was pitch black. She ran her gray hands through them and they gained color. The black became an refreshing green color and all the rest turned to their normal, and in the distance she saw two people talking. She could feel her energy inside coming to the surface. She waved her hand felt the wind move through her auburn hair in different directions as she did so. She began to walk towards them smiling with her evergreen eyes thinking to herself, *I'm here, a place I can call home...*
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Jan 28, 2004 1:02:39 GMT -5
Alera smiles, and says quitely to herself, "Part of me wants to help and another part of me wants the night to continued as planned or I leave, but of course a part of me just wants to burn the place down so I can't really trust my feelings can I?" She looks at her finger and gets the urge to cast a fireball spell, "I've been taught to be a lady and not go fire crazy like my eccentric ancestor, but my family lineage will ultimately be the end of me, or leave this whole plane in ashes, either way it'd be interesting."
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Dec 30, 2003 4:10:50 GMT -5
Alera smiled, "Please sir, there is no need to be sor cordial. I you may call me Alera because I know my name can be mouthful. What may your name be?"
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