Chronicles of Roissha *Closed* Chapter Two: Into the Depths of Madness

[Dommius]

Spoiler: ooc

But oh so amusing

The drinks fall to the floor, splashing on to a nearby patron. The chatting from his table grows silent the man turns around.

"Now whydja go an do dat frend?" He slurred as he attempted to stand , quickly realizing that it was not the best idea and he rested back in his chair, still staring at Trace. Well, at Traces general direction, his eyes clearly lacking focus.

 

[Mcupobob]

Nailos uneasily said "I suppose it could do no harm..." Feeling the drink getting to him Nailos decide it would be best if he tried to sober up to make sure nothing goes wrong, he turned to Trace and said. "I'm just going to grab some more food and I'll go over and join you"

 

[Dragon_of_red]

Trace laughed loudly, "Sorry fwend. Lemme buy youse anotha" He reached into his pocket, pulling out some gold, and tossing it to the man. He turned back to the newly formed group, he could here the Templars snickering in the background, some yelling out "Kick his arse!" and "Don't just take that Trace!", but he ignored them. "I thinks my balue hair just halped." he smiled at them, trying to catch and hold the strands that went over his face. He wasn't sure if it was natural of the alcohol talking, but he felt good around them.

He turned to the priest and put his hands in the air, "Yeah! Don't worry, we are nice fellows." he began walking back there, being careful to avoid the man who he had just knocked his drink down.

 

[Issurru]

Hmmm this man seems interesting, I think i'll follow him and Nailos over to his table and introduce myself, it never hurts getting to know more people, it helps make life interesting and your soul complete
Isaac gets up out of his seat and starts to follow Trace and Nailos with a smile on his face

 

[Dommius]

The man took the coin with a stupid smile on his face

"Uh... thats right. Didn't wanta rough up a little guy like yourself, you jus watch where.. jus watch where..."

His voice trailed off as he suddenly remembered he had no ale in front of him.

Hey! I need some more ale over here!" He called over the roar of the tavern hall. His friends laughing at him over the recent event.

 

[Dragon_of_red]

Trace made sure to take deliberate steps as he walked over to the Templars, and tried to hide his drunken state. He was doing well until he opened his mouth. "Oi, Templars, listen up! These are the bastards that I will be with! Treat em nicely." he said cheerfully, not meaning any bad terms by the word 'bastards', he tended to swear a lot when alcohol was involved.

<spoiler=OOC>Speaking of which. What are the limits of swearing?

 

[Mcupobob]

Nailos sat down nervously and turn to the Templars, "Evening friends." He said.

Spoiler: ooc

I put on my robe and wizard hat, sorry always want to do that.

 

[Anah'ya]

She was right behind him. Garrant landed on the rooftop, rolled away--and kept running, leaving a trail of bright blood spiralling through the air behind him. Blood could't really do that, could it, Kinglet thought as she landed behind him. She'd have to ask him later. She caught her fall and started after him, but her feet slipped and gave way beneath her. She slid back, faster with each heartbeat, until toppling off the roof. When she cried for help none would answer, and so she fell and fell and fell.

Kinglet woke with a start and a muffled yelp. Her right arm shot out, collided with something hard, and her fingers curled into the bark of a tree. She tore at it, but couldn't get a solid enough grip. When she tried to find something to grab with her left hand all she found was air.

Her eyes snapped open. Apparently sleeping in a tree hadn't been the brightest of ideas; the ground that was approaching so rapidly was proof enough.

The thief hit the base of the tree with a dull THUD. Her left shoulder struck damp earth, her hip a root, and her skull bounced against the ground. Somewhere through that she bit her tongue, cursed at the top of her lungs, and let out a whine of dismay.

Once her head stopped spinning the girl rolled on her back and stared up at the oak tree that had given her shelter for the night. She knew she could have just went and rented a room; or taken to that offer of free lodgings. But when she had wandered the village after they had been busted, all Kinglet had been able to think about was that Garrant and that he hadn't come out of this unscathed. She had worried. And when Kinglet worried, she didn't think too straight. So she had hidden the haul at the base of a massive oak, then climbed up said tree, laid down in a massive fork of its branches, and fallen asleep without wanting to.

Morning was approaching now, she realized. Groaning, the girl climbed to her feet. She checked if everything on her was still working as it should, double checked her dagger in her boot, and brushed her hair back with a gloved hand.

Then she turned in a circle, made up her mind, and headed back towards the village at a slow trot. She would clean up and find Garrant. See if he had bled out or not. Probably hadn't. That bastard was tough.

 

[Dommius]

Spoiler: ooc

Not incredibly strict, just don't go swearing at everyone simply because you can swear everyone. If your sentence looks like this;

Trace walked into the room looking at all the tavern patrons,

"Alright you motherfuckers who in the nine hells knows where my fucking sword is, if you're lying to my I swear to fucking god I will kick your fucking ass six ways from sunday. Hey you, yeah you the ***** in the corner what the hell are you looking at? Fuck off!"

Thats waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay overboard. Like the overuse of the letter "a" there.

Swear in moderation, because that wasn't even fun to type. I can't imagine reading it =p

Sorry, edit: "I'm tired of these mother fucking snakes on this mother fucking plane" However is completely acceptable if you can find a situation to use it in.

 

[Dragon_of_red]

<spoiler=OOC>Good. I swear a bit in my posts... Its not over board, but It's slipped into my regular vocabulary...

I'm Australian, what did you expect?

The Templars regarded the cleric. The drunk ones laughed and yelled out their "Hello's" very loudly, disturbing some of the other patrons. The smarter ones, usually the mages, refused to drink, so they could still hold up a good conversation with them. One of the other Priests in the Templars walked over to Nailos eagerly, "Hello, It's so nice to see another Cleric" he said with genuine happiness in his voice.

 

[Mcupobob]

Nailos turned to the other Cleric feeling slightly more at ease, "Ah, yes were becoming quite rare nowadays, pray tell me what abby to go come from?"

 

[Dragon_of_red]

The Cleric smiled at him, "It is a quite small order, we pray to the God Ivalix. He is the God of wisdom and understanding. Unfortunately he is not well known..." the cleric trailed off, thinking of his dying order.

 

[Mcupobob]

Nailos felt pains of sympathy, as his order was becoming a relic of the past too. "I've heard of them, sadly mine is one of a dying order to. Ever since The Golden Conclave began they been pushing away all the gods and orders all for more power. I would wish wrath apon them put that is not the way of the gods."

 

[Dragon_of_red]

The cleric could do nothing but agree, "I just wish that Ivalix would get more followers as w came to understand more. Unfortunately it turned out the other way" he shook his head, eyes downcast. He sniffed a bit then looked back up, "Oh, sorry, my name is Roxald. I'm part of the Master Templars, sort of like the group under Trace and Salvatore" he motioned to Salvatore with his head. He was the man Trace had talked to at length with earlier. He had dark black hair with a long ponytail at the back. He had a scar going down his left eye from when he had tried to take over command from Trace, it had not ended well for him.

 

[Issurru]

"If you had the chance though, would you get revenge on the Conclave?" Isaac asks as he pulls up a chair. "Its only human to want revenge" Isaac's eyes seem to have a great deal of pain in them while he speaks. "Maybe its just me though, i'm sure your resolve is a lot greater than mine... I was greatly wronged once before, it cost a dear friend his life. Just like that of your order, if I had the chance to get back at the man who did it I don't think I would hesitate to pull the trigger" Isaac quickly downs the rest of his drink and waves his hand to a serving girl. His face turns to a smile once again as his face starts to redden, "Sorry about that" Isaac says while scratching the back of his head "Didn't mean to get all emotional there"

 

[Dragon_of_red]

Iviao stood up and looked over at Issac's direction. "I know another Artificer when I see one." she said as she laughed, she was another one who didn't drink much. She stood up and limped over towards Him. She had a large rifle hanging on his back and a robotic left arm, as well as a metal plate covering half of her face, turning his eye into an eerie yellow glow.

"Sorry to but in, but these Priests will not take revenge, we on the other hand might." she said as she smiled at him, brushing her long and straight white hair from here good eye. "Hello, my name is Iviao, I can see you are an Artificer, if I am correct.

 

[Issurru]

"Yes, you would be correct. You have a keen eye there Iviao. The names Isaac its nice to meet you. Isaacs mood seems to have gone back to normal, his blue eyes now pure like that of a child shimmer in the light of the bar. "You seem very well equipped, how long have you been with Trace and his band of merry men?" Isaac says with a laugh

 

[Dragon_of_red]

"Oh, Uh, Me and the other Masters were with him when we started this." Iviao remarked, scathing her chin in a very unladylike manor, "But when he took control, he kept the original group nice and strong, giving us all positions of authority." She laughed, bring back a sense of beauty in her, and then smiled at Issac, pulling out her Rifle. "I made this a while back, It's and electricity Sniper rifle, very effective." She continued smiling and tilted her head slightly, trying to be cute as she asked the question, "What have you got?"

<spoiler=The Templars>Yeah, I should expand on this.

The order of us goes Trace, Salvatore and The Masters.

Salvatore looks like this

http://www.freewebs.com/the_dark_prince4/o02.png

Minus the eye patch, weapons and cloak.

and the Masters looks like this

http://2kinds.com/characters_files/Villians.jpg

Ivaio is the one on the far left, and Roxald is the one in the middle. I'm not sure who the others are yet =P

 

[Issurru]

"I haven't been at this too long so all I have is this pistol I made a while back, not long after I first started, its suited me well all these years it was supposed to be part of a set but I never got around to making the other one. I figured Fire and Lightning would be suitable for me." Isaac starts to blush looking at the amazing craftsmanship of Ivaio's rifle "This is an amazing weapon, you are very talented"

Spoiler: My pistol

 

[Dragon_of_red]

"Thank you. Your gun seems to be made of very good quality too" Ivaio remarked, "But My Rifle isn't my best work" She pointed to her metal mask with her robotic arm, "Made them both by myself." Moving her arm closer to the glowing yellow eye, "Its a Fire elemental, its so I can see out of this eye" She said, expertly covering up the sadness in her voice over how she lost her eye. "Anyway, I assume your master must be around here somewhere then. Masters don't send their handsome apprentices out by themselves" she winked at Isaac with her fire eye.