Zi

The Origin: A Devil Returned (Arc Two)

@The Darklight Project Okay thank you. Will do. (The 18th is my b-day! :))

The Origin: A Devil Returned (Arc Two)

@The Darklight Project When would you like Character sheets?

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

@DeadlyPhoenix Okay, What time is it now? (7:46pm for me)

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

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Well I am and this story is in good paws. Be gentle with me.

@Gareth

Ill do my best, granted I am NOT declawed so I wouldn't suggest doing anything that might summon those bad boys ;) XD

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

@Gareth Watch out ;) Btw... Have you ever stopped to think where the hell I got a computer... AND HOW THE HELL DO I TYPE???? XD

On a more serious note, I am rather good at storytelling. and thats vocal, A written story I am even better at developing.

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

@DeadlyPhoenix Are we still waiting or was that all we have for the "Moving on" post?

*EDIT*

Surely I can drive the plot if you need me to.

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Vakim was several lengths ahead of everyone else, And a good thing too. His pace was very slow compared to the others, Being injured and on foot. As the others caught up, he asked for some assistance to speed up the trek home, Amaria stopped and put his arm around her shoulders to help him along. It quickened the pace three fold. He was very grateful to her, However he had never seen her before. They strike up a conversation and talk all the way to the house. He told everyone which direction to head but advised them not to get out of his sight. Vakim had rigged the woods around his house with traps of all types and got very good at concealing them, no one would be able to tell if one was right at their feet. He was afraid that his new found company would get their legs mutilated after they went through all that together.

Just before they reached the house his wound where his nose had been had finally almost stopped bleeding. "Let yourselves in, and be sure to stoke the flames and put on some dry wood." Vakim said as he headed off the path to his favorite tree. He had been thinking the whole way up, covering his face, that the rest of the group would be scared away if they saw him now. So he decided to make a mask, To cover what had happened, and thats where he was headed now. Once he stood at the base of the large tree he looked up into its branches and muttered something about how he would return the favor in years to come, and with that, He cut out a piece of its strong bark in the shape of his face and walked back to the house. Once he returned he entered through the back door so that no one would see his face then quickly got to work on his project, He fingers were nimble and quick at carving so the work didnt take long. He grabs his extra pair of adventuring armor (Which included more "armor" from the tree from which he took the mask) and walked into the common room and tried to get along with everyone as best he could with his new face.

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(Sorry for the boring and short post. I figured that I should just get everyone to the house, then we can have more vibrant posts)

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Working. Im only on once a day and its from now (3:15ish) Until 10ish my time. (pm of course)

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

The Goliaths.

"But Brother, What if they don't want us to be here?" Vaarea asked her brother Vakim nervously. "Hush, Sister, No one will even question why we are here. They need our size and strength, and I need to kill something. I might as well kill something for enough gold to last the both of us 'till death. This was your idea anyway. Now put your hood up. Speak strong Rea. I will not speak to any of them until they prove worthy of it, if any ever do." Vakim answered confidently, as he repositioned the strap of his pack. Vaarea put up her hood obediently and focused on walking again. They had been walking for a day straight to arrive a day early to the festival. It wasn't necessarily hard, they just weren't used to the work, they had been living comfortably a couple towns over. It was due time that they had moved anyway. Vakim started noticing people visiting him regularly to get weapons sharpened and blades crafted for their kids. Vakim didn't like getting attached to people or places. Vaarea, who was family, was his only exception. "How much further brother? We have been walking too long." she whined as she looked over at her much larger sibling. "You are too weak. I should have left you at home. We havent even started fighting and you are already-" "NO IM NOT I TAKE IT BACK, I can walk for days longer, How about you brother?" "I dont need to, we are nearly there."

Vaarea looks up and sees the towering castle of the king, excitedly she quickens her pace and leaves her brother several feet behind her. After only a short walk later they were at the bottom of the long, wide staircase up to the gate that leads to the common area of the castle. With Vakim now caught up and the two standing side by side, with many races scuffling around them in the chaos that was the preparation for the festival, They gave one another a glance and a nod and started climbing the stairs. Carefully placing one foot after another being careful not to step on two stairs at once or anyones cloaks and feet proved more difficult than the long walk from the previous town to here. As they passed, the guards gave them a frightful glance, but neither of them broke their stoic characters. They simply facing straight ahead and continued walking. Even when one of the guards let out a measly "Eeep~" as they passed. Vaarea's eyes darted around soaking up the new sights and people she hadn't seen before. Though Vakim kept his eyes on the door and nothing else. When the door opened and they entered Vakim instantly surveyed the area for a place to stand that wouldn't make him stand out, There were none. "Stay close~" He whispered to Vaarea, she nodded and took a step closer to him. They decided to stand off to the right but away from the wall and looked around for and extra tips on where they should be headed. Vaarea eyed the shady looking thieves until she realized that she looked relatively similar, she bumped her brother with her elbow and pointed to the Paladin and Cleric. He nodded and continued looking around for himself with his eyes continually drifting back to the ranger that was attempting to make conversation with the small group that started forming, and he couldn't help but notice the soothing music, making note of a talented bard. "If this is our group, I don't see how any orcs can stand in our way. They will all be crushed, while we all drain the king's pocket." he said softly to his sister. Vaarea nodded in agreeance and leaned on Vakim in relief.

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@DeadlyPhoenix Where is the rest of your post? It stops so suddenly~