Elemental Amulets- Hunt for the Duo (IC)

[Shingaku]

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The Elemental Amulets
Shingaku’s RP
By: Shingaku


Plot: Long Ago, a Group of Mages Gathered, With the Intent to Make Items, With Control of the Nine Elements; Fire; Earth; Water; Wind; Lightning; Poison; Blood; Light; and Dark. After Many Attempts, the Mages Were Finally Able To Make These Items, In the Form of Amulets. Unfortunately, And Explosion That Occurred Soon after the Amulets Were Made Caused the Amulets To- not only scatter the Amulets across The Land of Lostoria- But also destroyed the Mages, Along with The Knowledge to Create Such Items. Many Years Passed, with people believing that The Amulets Were Just That: Amulets. Slowly, People Started to learn about The Amulets Powers, But only a few Knew As to Where the Amulets Came From, and even then, they were at best, Rumors. One Day, At a Village, A group of 10 Travelers Came, Each in a Different Colored Robe. The Tenth was Just in a Plain white Robe. With Them, The 9 travelers Said- “I have spoken to the Soul of The Amulet; and it has in return, great power of my Element.” The 9 Travelers seemed to be led by the 10th Traveler. The Travelers Said They only wished to help any and all who requested it. With Their Amulets, The 9 Travelers Performed Miracles, Which The Villagers Thought Impossible… All Except their leader. He Merely Helped as any Normal Person Would. One Day, A villager asked one of the Travelers “Why Do You Follow Him, If He Does Not Even Possess an Amulet?” The Traveler Merely Responded, “He Has More Power, Than The 9 of Us, Put Together.” A couple days later, The “Amulet Masters”- As They Called Themselves- Vanished without a Trace, Leaving All That They Had Done. However, At the Same Time, A Traveling Duo Would Travel, Find a Village, And the Next Day, It Would Be As Though the Place was ransacked by an Army, Leaving No Survivors. Just As This Duo Appeared, The 10 Travelers Disappeared. Now, By order of King Venlor, A Group of Amulet Users Is Being Gathered, With Two Objectives: 1: Find the Amulet Master’s, Or 2: Destroy the Traveling Duo. You Have Just Received The Letter Asking For Your Assistance… Will You Accept?

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(This will start, with you guys having your characters walk in, So I'll describe the throne room, and those already in there, for you all to come in. I'll give you guys a while to have your characters converse, before the King Shows up to Start the meeting.)

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Walking into The Kings Throne Room, Through the immense Reinforced oak wood doors, You are immediately struck By the Shear size of it. Its Big enough to fit well about five hundred People at once, for such occasions as The Kings Coronation. Massive Pillars Support the Ceiling at Regular intervals, Leaving a Path through the Middle of them, along with Space on the Outsides. A red carpet extends down the middles, from the beginning of the room, all the way up to the Throne, and then off to the sides to two smaller side doors. Upon further inspection of the Pillars, you see that they have A Language written all around them, that No one- Not even the King understands. Along other pillars, there are Carvings of monstrous Creatures, Ransacking entire Towns. Some Pillars, are so Worn away, you can’t tell What was on it Before. The Next thing you Notice, is that the Entire Ceiling in Painted Glass, with Depictions of all the Previous Kings, along with What they are most Famous for. Your Eyes then Focus to the End of the Throne Room, Where a Golden Throne sits, encrusted with Jewels Of nine Colors; One for each element. In front of the throne, Stands Nine of the Kings Shields, Elite warriors, tasked with the Sole purpose of Defending the kings life, Even if it should require the sacrifice of their own. If you were to inspect them, one would notice that somewhere upon them, they each had a different colored gem, each the same color as the ones on the throne. Also, each one was of a different race, Even including an Undead among their ranks. They stood with Stoic Military posture, As stone still as a Statue, In their Ornate golden armor, meant for special events, such as Parades, or coronations, however, have in the past been shown to still be very functional. The Carpet Leading down from the throne, was obviously Cleaned just for the Gathering of Elemental Amulet Users. In between the Pillars, were Benches, Made of the Finest wood, that were padded, Just again, for this Occasion.

[DesertRat]

Millinder traveled silently through the palace, He was on the rough of the building and looking down at some of the guards patrolling, he could of walked through the door, but where would the fun in the be. With soft steps the Drow Ninja moved before running and leaping grabing hold of a endent in the wall, climbing like a cat he scaled the wall stopping at the ledge to check it clear before pulling him self up. Above him was a balcony with a patrolling guard and the ninja moved quickly and silently to it. He listened and could hear foot steps walking as he hugged closely to the wall. Past him they walked and and soon they faded, quickly he climbed up and over the railing before charging off again. He figured he had only a few moments as he moved along the top and moved down looking at the stain glass window of the Great halls ceiling. He veered right and stopped as he found it. A small hatch that he lifted and slipped into it. It was well hidden, but this wasn't the first time he had to sneak into this castle. He slipped in to the servants ways, The smaller, more hidden path ways, only dimply lit with torches through out the castle so that the Nobles and there like didn't have to see servants wandering all over the castle, why else do you think you never see any.

Silently he crept thought pulling his hood up to hide his face. He heard a few servants so he looked up and lifted him self up using his hands and feet to keep him self in the darker recesses of the ceiling, the passed under him and he waited a few moments before silently dropping down. He continued his trek, and now came the real hard part. Slowly he opened he door and peered out into the great hall. He was only about mid way into the hall, but he door was behind a pillar that cast a shadow,the lights in the room more for the center then the edges. He slipped his slender body out of the door barley having to open it and slowly he shut it. keeping in the shadow he looked around, he could climb to the ceiling, but even he would not be quite enough in this great expanse of a room. And the elite guard were no fools as the ones outside and patrolling the halls. He was resigned, He had to admit to himself, that getting this fare with skill alone was more then most any other could do. Now he waited, but sooner then he had thoguht he heard the door open, and loud heavy foot steps thundering through the hall. Knowing the guards would be focused on the Death Knight he made his move. His body slipped into the shadow of the pillar and he then came out behind the last pillar by the throne, the guards standing at the foot of the steps before it. He smiled some as he saw what he needed. The very shadow of the throne. turning he put his hands onto the pillar and melded into it's shadow to come out behind the thrown and he moved to a sitting position leaning against it, and wrapping the shadows around. If anyone were to get close they would see him, but from a distance that shadows hid him from all sight as he kept his hood up, head up and ears open.

Arguile was the first to arrive or so he thought, as he could see nobody else around. The massive undead warrior pushed through the door with ease, leaving it open behind him as his head moved to examine the room. He thought it odd he was able to just walk on it, that letter he had had more power then anything he had ever seen, for it aloud the heavily armored Death Knight to simply walk into the great hall. He felt uneasy about it as for him anything that seems easy was usually a trap. With some caution he took his first step forward before he began his walk. Heavy foots steps landed and echoed through out the hall as he approached, his head swiveling left and right to make sure there were no attackers. Millindar thought he could kill every one in the room and nobody would hear a sound over those foot steps. He reached the line of guards and he took a moment to size up each one. He then turned and walked to a Pillar and crossed his arms before his chest and leaned back onto it, his armor hitting it with a thud as dust fell "oops" was all he said and with a mocking tone to it. He detested waiting as he stood there, he knew he shouldn't of come so soon, but that damned drow told him that if he didn't get there now he would miss everything, and now here he is, the first to arrive and stuck waiting! He growled angrily smashing a fist into the pillar now chipping it some. as more dust feel the the ground "Sorry" he said sill with a his mocking tone.

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[Shingaku]

The Guards by the large oak doors had actually opened the Door for the deathkinght, after having asked to see his letter. The letter appeared to be an all pass note, as whenever it was Shown, any servant of the King instantly granted whatever they asked for, and guided him to the throne room, and closed it behind the Death Knight.

Just As Millinder started to come out of the Shadows, the Dragoon Shield instantly grabbed his hood, pulled him the rest of the way out of the shadows, then threw him over the other shields into the Center of the room. "No one is to cross this Line." The Guard stated simply, positioning himself back into his spot in the line, and re assuming his Posture. How he had moved so fast, was Beyond Millinder, or even how he had sensed him, but it was Apparent, that they had the intention of seriously injuring anyone that attempted to approach the throne, whether the king was there or not.

[Reytrx99]

Thaýrnn strode into the hall, noticing the commotion between the guards and the ninja, and taking in the palace with a certain sense of awe. He felt comfortable, having previously disguised himself as a human jester, he strode near the front of the line staying a safe distance away from the guards, and began juggling first three balls, slowly, then four, then five, till before long ten balls were flying through the air in front of him. He moved quickly, enjoying the workout, all the while attempting to size up everyone, asking questions in his mind, such as "why is a ninja here?" "Or even better, why an UNDEAD?"

[Xaiolin]

Xao approached the looming castle, she was out if her depth here. As she climbed the stairs to the door she felt ever more uncomfortable, since being a little girl Xao never trusted or like a guard. Yet here she was going to see the king the most protected man on the continent. Her enemy whas everywhere around her she had always pictured the guard as corrupt and never given then a second thought. She decided to be as discreet as she could, entering the door and passing more guards. As she made her way to the great hall she felt unsafe and even suspicious of the reason her being here. She reached the great hall and quietly opened the door, the first thing that caught her attention was the huge deathknight stood in the room. He was one of the biggest folk she had ever seen a massive example of a power house. She slipped inside the door and slowly walked to one of the shaded areas of the room. Xao was amazed by the size of the room and the number of guards here, she thought in her head over and over to memorize the way out of the Castle.

[DesertRat]

As he was in the air Millinder manged to twist his body some landing gracfuly on his feet and in a bow with his left arm stretched out wards and his right arm across his chest "First time I have ever been caught coming here, of course I would never plan anything so brash as to attack some one in this hall." Arguile looked at the drow with a chuckle before he recognized him "Hey your that drow how old me i was going to miss this little gathering!" he said in a rather angry tone as millinder smiled "oh sorry, but you seemed like you would make the biggest distraction, i couldn't very well use the little acrobat child who is on her way here as well."He stated, It was in his nature to know the players of any event so he had taken his time around the city to learn what he could, so far he knew of a dragon cook, an entertaining little girl, an orc, an aquirien the death knight. He was sure there was to be more but he didn't have time to really investigate any other potential candidates. The Death Knight walked up to him angerly "I should squish you little drow!" he said as Millinder pointed over to the knights "I don't think they would like you starting any violence here my friend" He said as the Death Knight smiled, He wondered if one of them might be able to finally kill him, But he decided to test that another day "Ok little Drow, your lucky this is the first think that has peaked my interest in a long time." The Death Knight returned to his pillar as Millinder turned to the one Opposite of him and leaned against it kicking a leg up. "so when is this shin dig supposed to go down." He asked one of the guards.

[makiaka]

Lantana had arrived early thanks to her escort, and was staying the night at a local shrine. Her escort had was a paladin from the church named Jamison, a humble man of few words amongst the holy monks. He may not be the most outspoken of the church members, but he was well respected for his position as a guard. He had never failed, but once and that was ironically early in when Lantana was to young to have her power noticed. This never went on record though as he had all the children back within a incredible day. This is the reason Lantana has always requested him, and why she has a infatuation with him as well. Although being 21 she knew she never had a chance with him, how well he took care of himself and his blond hair, and the incomparable beauty of his body. There was just no way Lantana could ever convince him to wait for her, so she gladly would take every opportunity to be with him there was instead. Although the day was coming to a end and Lantana had to separate to the wooden chair with a blanket were she would sleep. Before she would begin her new day she would pull out a black book were she was told to write all of the lessons she had learned along her travels. After a brief moment of staring at the book she would plop down her behind onto the chair, hearing a oh so familiar yelping sound from a animal. She quickly lifted her butt a little saying. "Oh, I'm so sorry don't be mad Jinx i didn't mean to." as the creature would puff it's chest out at her and stomp it's feet. Understanding what this meant she got a little upset with the creature, "Oh come on now, are you really gonna," she would say before the agitated creature had taken the time to aim and spit in her eyes. A quick shout came from both her and Jamison in unison as the rotten aroma of the onix filled the air, "Oww my eyeballs are on fire... You're not getting fed tomorrow you know that," and, "Why in the world do you even keep a beast like that as a pet.". A few hours later when everyone was ready to sleep again Lantana had began writing in the book, "Rule #1- Be aware of your surroundings at all times."

The next morning at the villages lake front Lantana had began trying to wash Jinx's "scent" off. Jamison was guarding, her and after a quick argument, of Jamison trying to get her to give up jinx, she had gotten the smell off. After getting dressed she showed Jamison her hands saying, "Look there all wrinkled now why'd i have to be in there so long." To which Jamison gave a short and simple rebuttal, "Because you can't hold your breath for more then two seconds is why, now hurry up we have to take you to the king.". After leaving the lake she would then be escorted to the outside of the castle which at this time of day was full of people. After the constant being knocked into as they slowly made there way threw the crowd she got impatient and decided to crawl under the others. She had almost made it to the castle when she heard Jamison call out her name, and felt guilty so she turned around only to be picked up by a woman in a green dress hollering that she was a thief, and tried to steal something from her. After a good minute of accusations and people staring Jamison had finally found her and the woman screaming at her, "I am sorry but you know a knight can't hit a lady so I'll have to ask if you can set her down mam.". Annoyed at his interference the woman said, "Are knights not supposed to arrest criminals as well." This would prompt rash aggression from Jamison at her accusation of Lantana being a criminal, in which he would grab the woman by the throat and break her nose with a quick slug for the other one, "I'm a body guard not a knight." After she fell and dropped Lantana he would throw her over his shoulder scolding her about running away, and more for leaving him with jinx as he pushed commoners out of the way till he reached the castle. As he ran up the steps shaking Lantana would command her to set her down and stop moving so fast. Until finally they hit the throne room, Jamison entered with Lantana over his shoulder. He then would tell them, "I'm sorry for being late we just had to apprehend two sinners, in fact one of them was a holymonk that hit a woman.I can't believe one of us could do such a blasphemous act. Anyways they are being moved to are prisons now, No need to thank me." Lantana heavily irritated by his stupid lie. would whisper sarcastically, "You're a clever gent, just letting you know that."

[GreenGoat]

"Sister..."

"Oh don't be so scared, Metea. I'm here!"

The two girls that entered could be mistaken for twins, mirrors of each other. One with a sharp eye however, would notice the one with the bow and longsword had pointed ears, typical of an elf, or a half elf. Metea Dandarlis, with bow and longsword, had clung to Serea Dandarlis, her half sister, in silent fear. Her meek presence was a counter to her sister confident stride, who showed no visible signs of fear or apprehension.

This place was not one they would normally frequent, but a strange letter bearing the royal seal had arrived for them in their village, inviting them to come. Serea was inclined towards accepting the offer, but her sister advised her to keep calm and see what the King offered, and what he demanded. It was then that they had left the forest that they both grew up in, to venture finally outside into the human city.

None challenged them as they entered the castle, and those that did, swiftly left them alone as they flashed the letter.

"Why do they want us? And I don't understand this amulet thing."Metea whispered to her sister. "We don't even have such powers."

"Nah, I don't think we're here for that. Probably going to send us to look for the Master person." Serea patted Metea on the head, "Calm down, willya, you're making me nervous."

They entered a vast room, with several guards guarding an empty throne. Several other people was in the room, from one juggler to a rather intimidating person in full armor. That last one seemed to have a familiar aura about it, like something they had met from the past. It would seem that the person they were to meet was not among the people there, as they looked to be waiting for someone themselves.

"What?" Serea exclaimed loudly. "They asked for us and they can't even be bo-MMPH!"

Metea slammed her hand over Serea's mouth and pulled her father away from the other people. "What are you doing!?" She whispered vehemently. "You can't just- There are protocols and other things you should mind!"

Serea just smiled as her sister started to berate and then lecture her on manners.

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"Your soup...It is not done properly.."

The armored dragoon whacked the cook with the spoon. She put in a few pinch more of the spice, and took out a spoonful of soup. She gave it to the cook, who took a sip of the soup. His eyes widened.

"Why! The soup! It is...."

For the next few minutes, Mica spoke rapidly about recipes, cooking methods, and spices as the cook listened raptly. One of the palace guards saw her inside, and noticed the letter jammed into the letter. Managing to figure out what had happened, he lead the dragoon away, and into the room where people were gathering. With a bow he left Mica there amongst the strange people inside.

Mica, as always, did not protest. She had been lead around so much, it was quite normal for her. Bad food however, was not normal, and will never be, not if she can help it. The cook did not even have cinnamon! No cinnamon! That was like a blacksmith with no iron, or a bread maker without flour! A heresy to all kitchens, she would say.

But she was not here to combat heresy in the kitchen. She was here because of a letter, an invitation of sorts. And she was hoping for some answers. Adjusting the big greatsword upon her back, she crossed her arms, and waited near the entrance.

[DesertRat]

Millinder was as still as a statue as the massive undead was fidgiting, irrated with all the waiting. Millinder kept his head down, the hood of his cloak masking his face as only a few strands of long white hair came down to above his chest. He listened and watched, there was a human jester, but His movements were wrong for a human, also the jester did not move as a clown would. Soon a woman would enter, soft foot steps, a grace about her that was fluid yet commanding, an Elf. There was no real reason for size them like this, but The Seasoned ninja used ever opritunity he could to keep his senses sharp. Two more entered, a Armored, not as heavily as his undead friend, nor as heavy, There was something else, feint and soft, For this he would have to look. Slightly turning his head, so little none could notice, he could see the man and child pair, he focused in on the child, she didn't move like a normal child, She lacked the normal clumsiness of adolescence. He moved his head back down to looking at the floor. Another pair entered, again one was graceful and light, but the other was clumsy and heavy. A human and Elf he supposed, shortly fallowed by something heavy as well, larger and heavy. This one he couldn't pin point. With another slight movement, he was right a human and an elf, only he had it backward, The elf seemed to be the clumsy one and the next was a Dragoness, the cook he had investigated earlier. "Are you alive Drow?" The heavy voice boomed through the halls as Millinder made not a move to answer.

Pushing from the wall the heavy Death Knight rattled "This is all a waist of time! When will this king of yours arrive." He was more then Irritated now, stomping around, he was ungraceful but there was power in his steps and with that sword. It was easy to see that he could easily cleave a man in two, even an armored one. He looked over to the band of misfits "And is this what I am to be with! Some frail humans, A couple of pritzy elves! And a Child lover. Only the dragon woman even looks like she could hold her own in a fight." He said looking at the group as he making his own judgments "This is some kind of joke, I'd say, To the nether with you alll!" he said throwing his hand in a dismissive swoosh. "Are we supposed to sit and praddle and banter! Waiting, If I weren't already dead I'd say I would die of boredom !"

[Xaiolin]

After hearing the comments of the deathknight Xao stepped forward to the centre of the hall. "watch your tongue beast or you might find yourself short of it" she spoke these words in a calm yet demanding manor. As she spoke in such ways her amulets would shine slightly as if they knew of her intentions. She had also developed a strange faint blood red aura around her when she was tempered. Xao then withdrew from the centre of the room back to where she was standing, she wanted to appear as strong as he was and yet much smarter.

She pulled the hood of her cloak up and and started examining the palm of her hand like she could feel the power running though her. The feeling was emense It gave her confidence and dark magics which we're rarely seen.