Swords of the Fallen (Fantasy RP)(Started Open, PM CS to GM)

[GrimGrimoire]

Drogon stared at Halgon, clearly unconfortable.
"We got a note about the bandit forces, and we need to het them back to Soreal."
"Besides" Drogon added silently to him "We need to get Athgar out before he burns the place.
He raised his voice for everyone to hear.
"We are heading back now. Is everyone capable of getting back, or must I let Halgon carry you?"

 

[leon558]

A sharp pain is felt in Drogons stomach as it was Athgar uppercutting him."Halgon i think you'll have to carry him."Responded Athgar with a pissed off look on his face.

 

[easternflame]

Halgon lunges forward at Athgar and tackles him, and get's up and pushes drogon away, who falls to the ground in pain. "FUCK! What did you do to him?" Drogon is now screaming. "Athgar I will kill you!" He says to the human who lies on his back because of the tackle. "Fix it now!"

 

[leon558]

Athgar gets back up and dusts off."Hey he pushed me.But i guess a compains not a companion while wounded."Athgar kneels to Drogon and says "Mess with me again and it will be much worse" The wound is quickly healed.

 

[easternflame]

"Mess with anyone like that again and it will be much worse for you Athgar." Halgon said defiantly.

 

[GrimGrimoire]

Drogon got on his feet and replaced the screaming with weird sounds. Like someone is opening a door with rusty hinges.
Water nearly formed into tears can be seen in his eyes. He is not taking this as a man.
"Drunken rabble!" he shouted at Athgar.
Trying to make a good pose, Drogon starts walking to the door in a long arc to avoid Athgar.
He looks like a old, broken man.
As he stands in the doorway, he spits on the floor and slams the door shut.
The life in the inn goes on like normal.

 

[leon558]

Athgar returned to the meadow and sat on a rock.He took the rum stained lute off his back and proceded to play a melody that calmed everyone in the meadow.Smoke could be seen coming out of the lute strings.

 

[easternflame]

Halgon helped Drogon up. "Here, it'll calm the pain." Halgon returned to the meadow, back to his rock to sharpen his blade in the silence. It was now twilight, but Sorael was no there. "I say we wait for Sorael." He then approached Drogon in the meadow "So tell me, what really happened at the inn?"

 

[GrimGrimoire]

Drogon sat down on the meadow, not far from Soreal.
"You see, Halgon. I was just making sure the drunk understood me."
He pulled out the small black book from his pocket, and opened it at a random page.
"Then the big troll desided the best way to repay my consideration was a fist in the gut."

 

[Malyc]

Malyc quickly drops down beside Aaron. "Nice trick" he said with a pissed off look, as he whipped his bow off his back. "Think you can keep it up?"

As he nocked his first arrow, Malyc searched for a target. Movement in the bushes. "They're flanking us" he shouted, firing several arrows as quick as a thought. "We're gonna need to fall back soon guys, and we definately can't let them get behind us. I'll keep the group on the left busy" he said, glancing to the right.
"Rena, can you keep them busy over there? Gotta give these 2 time to plan"

 

[staika]

Sorael walked into the inn after finding his way there from the meadow. "Okay guys enough of the horsing around we need to head out now." Sorael ordered as he walked into the inn. Once sorael rounded up the rest of his squad they headed out towards the mountain.

On their way there sorael noticed the scouting party looked like they were in a battle at the edge of the meadow. "Shit!" Sorael swore to himself. "Everyone we need to get closer to them since they're sitting ducks!" Sorael ordered rushing to the aid of his squad. Sorael took his spear off of his back as he met up with the others. "What the hell is going on?" Sorael asked as he looked around trying to figure out what was going on.

 

[Malyc]

Malyc whipped his head toward Sorael's voice. "I think they might have gotten wind of this little posse of ours" he shouts back. "I count 10 bandits, but there may be more further back in the trees"

Malyc took careful aim at one of the bandits that tried to rush him. "Make that nine" he shouted in satisfaction as the bandit dropped, an arrow in his chest. "Anytime you guys want to get involved, feel free!"

 

[easternflame]

As Malyc dropped the bandit, Halgon unsheathed his swords, an ran for cover "Malyc cover!" Halgon shouted hoping that Malyc would hear. He ran from cover to cover, as silent as possible. He then saw 3 bandits clustered, he sprinted toward the first and struck him down with a decisive strike in the chest cavity, he then turned his attention to the second bandit who had not seen him. Halgon was about to strike but then he saw 3 more bandits in the treeline, who would surely see him, but he was to late, the bandit acknowledged and pulled out his sword. "Fuck" Halgon said to himself.

 

[GrimGrimoire]

The rush of blood, heart beating faster while the mind was cold.
Drogon felt alive.
Drawing water out of the air around to help the speed of his casting, he raised a thin wall of ice on front of him. Cover from the arrows.
"Run for it!" He shouted at the group. "I will try to limit their movement and fire with ice walls!"
He slips into deep consentration.
Time to shine.

 

[Malyc]

Malyc saw that Halgon was in trouble. "Ah hell" he mumbled to himself as he lined up a shot on the group of three. "Here goes nothing" He took the shot, then shot another at the second bandit. "Shit, missed"

 

[leon558]

Athgar rushed out of the burrows with a charged up lighting bolt.He fired it at 2 bandits who huddled together near the same peace of cover.This causing a chain effect which either killed or paralyzed them.

 

[staika]

Sorael looked around in blood lust at the battle that had unfolded in front of him, he was trained for this and he knew exactly what to do. Sorael located the closest bandit who was located about 200 feet away from him. Sorael took his spear and charged slowly at the bandit. The bandit shot an arrow at him which missed and sorael finally got in range of the bandit. Sorael took his spear and slashed the bandit with the bladed end of his spear following through by hitting the bandit in the head with the wooden end of his spear causing the bandit to fall on the ground. Sorael showed no mercy as he took the spear and stabbed it through the bandits neck while he still lied on the ground.