|
||||
|
hovering a half meter above ground, Virage meditated. he was thinking about the wind.how come the wind never stops blowing? what secrets does it have? who invented it? Virage then decided to wait with thinking about those things and just wander off a bit.
he swayed back to the ground, whilst he flinged out his crossbow. he held it loose(ly?) in his left hand and called fromp (the orb). fromp, being water as we speak, flew to virage and landed on its shoulder, leavind a small puddle on the soft leather, made by his fellow elves. he jumped up and down the trees, having no worries at all but having food for tonight. The trip was long, and he needed to find a berserker to help the entire tree elven race. maybe an army was better, some really strong people he needed. virage began to run to the direction he taught the holy oracle was. maybe he could ask the oracle where to find people who would fight for the elven city.Virage's feet barely touched the grass, he mastered the art of 'swiffing' with help from his father, the powerful swordsman of the tree elven army. but the army was small, so all young men, like virage, needed to join the army. Virage was a quick study and he mastered the rapier and crossbow skills with ease, and he became an elite troop after only two years of service. while swiffing, that is, barely touching the ground,he shot his crossbow with grand accuracy , and a small bird fell right at his feet, with a crossbow bolt pierced through his neck. Virage thanked the elven gods and sacrificed a feather of the bird to the forest, indicating that he did this not for pleasure, but to keep living. He made a smal fire lighted by fromp, changed into fire. fromp hated swiffing, and he was scare very time virage swiffed. then he turned into fire, what was perfect to roast his bird.i wonder where i am?he tought.
__________________
![]() "master, we are completely surrounded!" "excellent, that way we can attack to all directions!" |
|
||||
|
Quote:
[maybe we can integrate our characters. Were are Virage and Romp?] Suddenly, Rufus gave a soft grunt. Andrew drew his crossbow and fluted blade he had taken a liking to that he had found in a goblin encampment he slaughtered. Women and children. Over a small cliff 30 meters away, A Solider Bug Hid behind a dusty sand rock. "Reepi Reepi Ruu!" (whispering: There he is!) From another cliff bordering the clearing, Another soldier bug whispered back via Waves. "Reekukukukuku!" (get the others and ready the archers and snipers!) Andrew could not hear the converstation, but felt something was wrong. Something definately was wrong, a hive of Soldier bugs lay in a cave nearby. Up ahead a tribe of troll hunters also walked around, hunting a Large beast. They did not know that their arch enemies were coming so soon. (Maybe Fromp and virage could travel to Dakaluam?)
__________________
|
|
||||
|
Yuyoyu Gathered his clothing back on, swaying his hair in the breeze. The wind was trying to tell him something. Someone else was trying to use the wind to get help. In the bushes, a rustle was heard. Yuyoyu crept over. Silence broke the placidity. Ironic. Seconds passed. Yuyoyu drew his dirk. He jumped into a tree nearby, spinning and swaying in the air. He flew over to another tree. [no, he can't fly, he hopped to the tree] Immiediatly, a man in black swaying robes jumped in a parallel tree, waving his unsheathed sword.
A ninja. "You might not live today," said the man. "Who are you?" A slight pause broke the conversation, until a grin spread underneath the black mask. Suddenly, Yuyoyu was leaping across the trees, clashing in mid air with his dirk, the ninja's sword still unsheathed. Yuyoyu swiftly dodged a slash of the scabbard, and lunged at the man with his dagger. The ninja quickly parried the attack with his fist, then sent yuyoyu sprawling to a maple with a spinning kick in the air. Yuyoyu flung his dirk at the ninja, and as he attempted to block the attack, he was slashed by a whirling knife. The cinquedua poured blood from the man, sputtering the red crimson hue on the trees and maples. Protruding from his stomach, he slowly reached for the knife while taking his mask off. He started chuckling, then laughing madly when his face was partly reavealed but still masked by a bandana around his mouth blood, blood staining it. "Th-They..." "Who are you?" Laughing again. "You are- s-so foolish..." "Fuck you!" "N-no... Fuck y-y-you..." Then he died. Yuyoyu slid down a maple tree's bark, confused and full of sentimental and emotional blankness. He fell asleep.
__________________
|
|
||||
|
Suddenly, Three flying bugs slammed into Andrew, only to be bashed with a flanged mace. "RRRgh!" The three bugs flew back at him, each slashing him with poison splashed spike swords. One of the bugs Smashed into Andrew with great force. Concentrating, Andrew sent a whirling arrow at the attacker, piercing clean into it's heart. It shuddered, then slammed into a rock with a nother bug aiming at rufus. "No!" Andrew Ripped another attacking bug's head off, then jumped in front of rufus. "NOOO!"
(somebody else should maybe come in...)
__________________
|