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    1. Sheikarah 10 yrs ago

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Hey Thatguy! I'm gonna do the set-up post for our thing after one more person posts, kay?
Which posts are you talking about? The one I just posted or the one before? Because I think I did okay on the continuity there.
Jenna saw something in Galahad's eyes that looked like he was trying to decide whether or not to make her stay. She decided to leave it alone before she raised an eyebrow and glanced around "Really? You guys are new to this and you've got all this tech?"

She let out a small chuckle "I've been doing this for two years and the best I've got is this." She pulled the hood of her old jacket over her face and shrugged. Jenna pulled the hood back down and relaxed just slightly. She let a small smile across her face and looked around again. "You don't really need help from me, it looks like you've got as much of a handle on this crime fighting thing as I do."

Jenna leaned back against the subway wall and looked at Galahad with slightly narrowed eyes "You know, this doesn't really seem like the awesome super hero, 'check out my metal suit and fancy computers', kind of base. Why are you here of all places?" She closed her eyes and realized that she should probably be heading home.

"Actually, I think I'm gonna get out of here. Thanks for the help, and the sandwich, it was actually really good." Jenna stood and looked around again to make sure she remembered this place before she turned to Galahad. "If Blacksmith doesn't mind, I might come back later to finish our conversation." She saluted casually "See you around, Soldier." Jenna smiled and teleported back to the warehouse.

She winced slightly once she got there but luckily she had waited long enough to make sure she wouldn't pass out. Jenna made her check around the warehouse and went to her room. Jenna glanced at the torn up calendar on the wall and nodded while she thought to herself. Looks like I'm working at Joe's tomorrow. God, I hope Isaac isn't working tomorrow. Jenna curled up in her bed and fell asleep as she thought about Galahad and Blacksmith.
Koshraa growled as the necromancer taunted her and fought the urge to hurl when she was literally covered in orc guts. She saw him raise his arm and point to the vampire that had saved her and she shook her head.

"Oh not only no, but hell no." Her eyes blazed with fury as she ran through the now clear path to the necromancer "You're mine!" She saw his eyes glow white and smiled at the opening. In an instant she cleared the area of orcs and aimed a magic missile at the necromancer's face. She grinned maliciously when it made contact and the necromancer's head was knocked to the side.

Koshraa had the opening to kill him, but instead used her dagger to cut the magical device from his wrist. Once it was in her hand she brought the hilt of her dagger down on it, completely shattering it. After that she used a grease spell in a circle on the ground to keep the orcs away from her. She glared at the human necromancer and smacked his face with her dagger hilt. She grabbed the back of his neck and brought his face down on her knee, breaking his nose and knocking him out cold.

Just before he lost consciousness she glared at him and spoke in a cold voice "Don't mess with me." Koshraa dropped his unconscious body on the ground and picked up his sword, fighting off the orcs around her and calling to the vampire.

"If you can hear me, get over here and help me!" The orcs were closing in but they saw their unconscious spell caster and hesitated slightly, although Koshraa had been cut in her right leg and had a shallower cut in her side.
Koshraa cursed when she realized that only a few orcs had been fooled by her illusion, and as she looked around the huge army, she heard the sounds of dying and screaming. She turned her head and saw the orcs getting killed left and right by what looked like a human and she bit the inside of her cheek nervously. Finally she decided that the orcs weren't going to run just because she put an image of their god in front of them. She put her hands down and banished the illusion, trying to figure out something else she could try. Koshraa ran out of the guard tower and started running towards the battle in front, grabbing a couple swords from nearby bodies. She reached the Southern Gate and jumped between the piles of rubble until she reached the ground.

She looked around and tossed a few magic missiles to keep the orcs away from her. Finally Koshraa spotted the human that was causing so much damage to the orc army and she ran up behind him, although her instincts told her to keep a bit of distance between them. She started hacking at orcs and dodging blows as she cast fireballs and her other offensive spells. She used a quick flash to blind an orc that had come up behind her before she stabbed him in the chest. She looked around and cursed again when she saw a human necromancer among the orcs, using some strange device to cast his spells.

Quickly Koshraa made a path for herself with a giant fireball and ran through the orc army towards the necromancer. She left one of her swords in an orc's head and finally wound up on the small hill behind the necromancer. Koshraa kept the orcs at bay and pulled out her dagger as she walked towards the necromancer. She smirked as she aimed for the human's heart but an orc struck her and she only managed to get her dagger in his shoulder. She turned and killed the orc that had hit her and tried to fight off as many as she could.
I'm not sure, probably about one or two paragraphs per post at minimum, but going over would be cool too.

Bard is cool, Dwarfdude.

I would volunteer to GM since I kind of am at this point :P But I'm not sure if I have time. Maybe if someone would Co-GM with me?
Hessta stared coldly at the bound man he had been interrogating for the past twenty minutes. Neither one had spoken, but Hessta had been staring at his target with his unblinking eyes and sharpening his scimitar. The effect was quite pleasing to Hessta, as the man had begun to squirm uncomfortably about five minutes ago. Finally, Hessta silently moved closer to him, never once breaking eye contact.

"You have two options." His voice was harsh and the 's' was just slightly extended, Hessta usually toned down his Yuan-ti accent to make it simpler for people to understand him. "The first: You could stay silent and force me to use these," He raised his scimitar with ease "Which, while giving me a good round of fun, would make my employer very unhappy." He smirked "After all, no one likes to collect money from a dying man. Or, if you would prefer to keep your face as it is, although a little surgery wouldn't hurt, you could give me the money you owe and I can go on my merry way." Hessta ran a finger along the edge of his blade and flicked his forked tongue out "Your choice."

The man was obviously afraid, Hessta smelled his fear and could sense his rising body temperature, and after a few moments, the man looked away and Hessta frowned. He inched his way closer and put the blade of his scimitar on the man's arm, putting almost enough pressure on it to draw blood. The man gulped and struggled to get his arm out from under the blade.

"Okay, okay! Don't kill me!" Hessta smiled and the man spoke again "The money is in my account, if you let me go I can get it out and come back."

Hessta hesitated for only a moment before he slammed his arm under the man's neck and pushed him and the chair he was tied to up to the wall. His voice was deathly quiet and his accent came through clearly "Do you think I have never heard that before, Sscum? I am not the fool you take me for." He glared coldly and bared his fangs "Here iss what'ss going to happen now: You are going to give me your account number and passsword, I am going to take you to the nearessst checkpoint, and I will tesst your information by withdrawing the money you owe Madame Giran." He put the blade of his scimitar under the man's chin "If it doess not work or triggerss an alarm, I will have to take the money in the form of flesshh." Hessta knew he wouldn't have to follow through on his threat, because the man immediately nodded and spoke in a panicked, fearful tone that Hessta always found amusing.

"Yeah, okay! P-Please don't kill me! You can have the money, just let me live!"

Hessta dropped the man and smiled "Excellent." Once again, his accent was hidden and he dragged the chair onto his ship.
Madame Giran smiled at the pile of money in front of her. She turned to Hessta and furrowed her brow slightly "You're sure this is the full amount?"

Hessta shrugged "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't."

Madame Giran laughed "Oh, excellent work! You know, that pest avoided the last three bounty hunters I sent after him, I should have called you sooner." She winked "I guess it's true what they say: If you want it done right, get Hessta Kerso to do it."

Hessta forced a smile and slithered to her desk "Of course. My pay?" He held out a hand and Madame Giran laughed again.

"Always business with you, Kerso! You should learn to have some fun!" Hessta didn't move and she sighed, opening a drawer "Fine, fine. Here you are, just as I promised." She handed Hessta a small computer chip and pointed to it "That program will allow you to go undetected by almost any starfighter, although the bigger ones are a little trickier to fool."

Hessta nodded and turned towards the door "It's good enough for me."

Just before he left Madame Giran smiled and tossed him some money from the pile on her desk "Here!" He caught it easily and she smirked "Go get yourself a girl or something!"

Hessta forced another smile and left, rolling his eyes as soon as the door was closed. He muttered under his breath "Humans."

As soon as he got onto his ship, he installed the chip Madame Giran gave him and took off, eager to test it out although he didn't once forget his reason for getting it. Hessta flew off towards Corvais and smiled.

"I'm coming for you, Gortex."
I was thinking low to middle Casual, and I for one am totally cool with you playing Catherine. Glad to have you on board!
Where is everybody? It's been me, Sam, and Vulture on the Pad for two days.
In The Hive 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Feneya nodded solemnly at Dovah's words, letting out a small sigh as she wondered what they were going to do. The wimborne dragonelle returned and nuzzled against Feneya's side, softly starting to pruum. Feneya weakly smiled and looked at the young dragon, the dragonelles, and the drake laying in the grass beside her. She sighed again and stretched a wing over the wimborne, despite the strong smell of human she carried.

Feneya knew that since she was the eldest, it was her responsibility to protect the younger ones. So she straightened up and spoke softly "Istaria, Dovah," She cursed herself for not knowing the other's names "Wimborne, Dragon. We have all lost a great deal on this dark day, no one here can deny the horror of the Queen's death." Her face fell slightly and she continued "But we cannot lose hope. The Queen told us to run, and we will. We will run to safety and try with all our might to make sure that no more dragon blood is shed by human weapons."

She smiled at Dovah "When we fly, I will carry you." She looked at the others and hardened her face just slightly "Until we find the others, I will protect you. No matter what. I know I am injured and it will take time to heal, but I am still a hatchling of Aramoor and my foua is strong." Feneya smiled at them again "Get some rest, all of you." She turned to the wimborne "When morning comes, we will plan for the future. Sleep now, I will watch for humans."
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