King and Country

OOC: why is everyone ignoring the son of mikba here? are you totaly oblivious to what is in front of your faces??????
 
OOC: The last post I saw as I wrote Sith's stuff was BEFORE Mikba II appears. We could have written at the same time. Or something fishy happened to my post, because there
was another one where Rorthar offer 300.000 gc to the dwarf!

50 + 50 = 100, not 500. Paladins detect evil intention, 500 dwarves hiding in a forest to ambush someone, killing part of the group is what I would call clearly evil intention... And why this sudden 'you are caught' in both threads, this one and Nyte's? That is the kind of sudden plot changes that breeds confussion.
 
Rorthrar.

"Mikba, you may change your orders if you want us to surrender and not be the first one to die. If you change the condition that the rest have to die, and you allow them
to go on, then I wont kill you here." he says whilst his knuckles turn white on the pommel "Or if I didn't manage to, which seems quite improbable, someone higher in the likes of the God of Order, would make sure you would die, painfully."

"Once they are out of here safe, and alone, we can talk. If you don't comply you die, he dies" he said signalling the dwaerven captain.

He got ready to cut out Mikba's head the moment he tried to cast a spell or order something negative to the group.
 
OOC: I was going to edit the previous OOC, but seeing Roland is online, I write it here so he sees it.

In both lines the precipitate action seems as bad as the infamous old times of Morgoth. Now that he has changed, you seem to revert... It is as bad to post that with a few fireballs he has killed all the orcs as it is to post that 500 dwarves have surrounded and bounded everybody (for example, remember Sith's ability to shed skin and escape), Mansard was ready to fight, everyone had been advised about trouble.

It would have been as bad for me to post when Mikba appears (when I see Mikba appearing, which is 4 posts later)
"Rorthrar detected a great evil appearing. Mikba II formed in front of him. He reacted like any paladin would have to that kind of evil. With unearthly speed and precission he cut his head with his sword, the Holiness of it making MikbaII turn to smoke and rot in hell forever. Mikba, who just had appeared, never had a chance. Vixen used the moment to kill the dwarf. The dwarves, seeing their leaders dead, flew."
 
Mikba The Second: I laughed With great admiration
"Young Paladin. I see that you are quite prepared for a situation such as this. But as you wish, Commander, tell the troops to stand to, Weapons Tight."
commander: "Yes Sah!"
Mikba II: "now Young paladin it seems that you are intruding upon some of my revenge for my Father. I have inherited much of my fathers skill and power. I was there, if not in body then in spirit at the final battle between the company and my father. I am particularly intrested in a few things, number one how you intend to kill me ,number two what assurancdo you have that the gods will react, and number three Do you think that my end wont constitute your own?" i laughed evily
"my dear fellow, but nay i am not a man without honor. I will give you the chance to defend yourselves. You must choose one among you to face me. But not yourself young paladin. or you may give the princess to me and you may all go on your marry way, the ransom gained from her should be quite enough to compinsate for my fathers death, and then some....CHOOSE!!!!"
 
Ok OK im trying to make up for it...sorry didnt you hear what the commander said though? to fight to the death. the commander died and mikba comes to get some revenge. i am sorry for my revert...::nails self on head:: im gonna try and stop this hear and now. but this is mikba we're talking about here not some demon, he (in theory) could have doged or parryed the blow. so think about that, im sorry for that every one please dont hate me


My bad
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Rorthar

"I don't mind to die, it would be you who dying with me would not accomplish his objectives." said Rorthrar.
"Don't you think I know your kind? I could easily cut your head off, you wouldn't notice till you where looking at my feet. The power of the God of Order flows in all his people, he hasn't got to react himself. So you don't want to fight me one on one? That makes it clear that you know that the outcome would be your sure death, maybe mine, maybe not. Maybe young Pierce would be more of your like? After all he is just a kid who is starting, and he is strange and weak. That would be to your liking? Or maybe to be surer you could fight the Princess Herself."
"I won't say who will fight you, whomever will move forward and fight. Then you'll die."
 
OOC: Well, usually weapons are faster tham magic. Also, in the example it happens the moment he has just formed, so he really has no time to react. It was also a sample of bad posting...
 
Mansard rides hard back to the group reining in next to Marietta and Pierce.

"Follow me! There's big trouble. Rorthran has a plan."
"What! Are we running!" Pierce was ready for a fight.
"Trust me My Lord!" Mansard leading the siblings away, waves Garett to join them. More dwarves start coming out of hiding in front of them. The group rides right, left and right again trying to weave through the dwarves. Finally a platoon cuts their path, blocking the escape route.

Mansard pulls his horse up and draws his swords. "It's time to fight now Prince. Princess! Stay behind and close to me." The small man stands up on his saddle. "Garret, use your bow........NOW!"
 
Vixen watched as Rothrar challenged Mikba, to save the others. She clenched her fist and cringed. She wished she could tend to her wound. It was still bleeding, she was only glad that the arrow and not embedded into her flesh, the cut however seemed deeper than she had originally thought. If she didn't stop the blood soon... she lifted her arm, resting it on her thigh, hoping against hope... that the bleeding would stop.

Mikba seemed to be considering Rothrar's challenge. Right now she almost hoped he would just take them to a prison somwhere. She worked much better when the odds were one on one... specifically one on one in darkness... where she could sneak up behind a man. She glared at Mikba II, he was a smart one, damn she hated the smart one's... they always wiggled away at the last minute... always coming back to haunt you in one way or another.
 
Glorianna:

She wouldn't allow anymore blood to be shed. If it was a ransome he wanted, she would provide it.

"Stop! I surrender myself to you, Great Mikba, as long as I have your promise that the rest go free." She didn't look at Vixen or Rothrar, knowing they would try to stop her.

"Well Princess, you have great courage."

"Do I have your word sire? I come with you, of my own free will, and the rest go free, unharmed?"

Mikba seemed to consider her words and her offer. Then he laughed, seeming to come to a desision. "Very well, Princess. Your friends are free to go, unharmed, and you, my sweet, will come with me, you have my word. I would have your word that you will not try to escape. I would hate to think of the horrible things that could happen to your friends should you try."

Glori looked at Vixen and Rothrar for the first time. She wouldn't allow anyone to die by his hands. Enough blood had been shed on this peaceful mission.

"My word."
 
Vixen cried out "NO!" as she heard Glorianna's words. She couldn't believe it, she was stuck between admiration for her strength and courage and anger at her sacrifice. Glorianna turned to Vixen and Rothrar.

"My word" she spoke the words to them. She was telling them, no commanding them to heed her. Vixen scowled. She didn't like this at all. Her arm throbbed and it was hard to think. She looked to Rothrar... hoping he would say something to convince Glorianna not to do it.

Vixen saw the admiration in his eyes for his princess. To him, it was a regal attribute to sacrifice one for the many. Still his heart beat in anger that she should be forced to make such a decision. His hand flexed about his reigns as he tried to remain calm. His analytical mind told him, that this was the best case senario. Possibly they could all band together and free the princess later. As it was, if they continued, all of them could die against a foe with so many minions.

Vixen watched the impassive face. In a way... he was much like her. Their professions meant they couldn't afford the luxury of anger... or other strong emotions. Thinking clearly was nearly the only thing guaranteed to keep you alive. She too thought about it. She considered what Mikba would gain by harming Glorianna. She could think of none, however keeping her alive, she would be of more use. Still, trying to look into the mind of a man intent on revenge... he could still be sadistic enough to harm her. She growled angrily, she didn't want to be away from Glorianna. She needed someone to protect her.

"I will not allow you to go alone Princess! It is not right... I insist you take me with you... I insist!" Vixen stared into Glorianna's eyes earnestly, praying she would relent and allow her to be by her side. Vixen had thought about it. If she couldn't save her... if Glori was faced with torture or pain, or something more evil, she at least could end her sweet life so that she wouldn't have to suffer. She thought, rather they played out their evil deeds on my body than hers. Her look was determined. She would not leave Glorianna's side.
 
Strange Voice: "So the chosen one spoke true of you!"
the body of mikba seemed to dissappear in front of their amazed eyes and a wise man replaced him
"He has spoken truely about you. you are truely noble people, Vixen above all i had not expected you to speak up first, your courage to stand down is remarkable, Rothrar you challenged someone in order to protect those around you, you bravery is beyond all medals. you two were exelently chosen leaders, Roland said you would be, Do not look so surprised. This is the test! the test of heratige. The first part was combat in the face of adversity when there were orcs that looked like dwarves. this was the second part where it was determined that the leaders chosen by his kin were worthy of the attention of the king of ku-rathia. the third and fourth part are for you to discover. Remember! Trust your kinsmen, Trust yourself, and all will be revieled
I bid you farewell. the town is just ahead , I will see you at Ku-Rathia!!!!"
 
Garret had just pulled his arrow back, ready to release when..
They all disappeared. There wasn't a one dwarf he could see.
"What the hell is going on here?" Garret asked, to no one in particular. No one answered.
They had caught up to the others, with confused look on their faces.
"Vixen?," Garret asked, "You mind explaining? Creatures just don't disappear. What is going on?"
Garret looked around, somehow, he knew Roland was behind all of this.
 
Rolando: i had been waiting in the inn for some time now and felt the scrying glass eminate i took it out
"Yes your eminence?"
"they performed to perfection..."
"excellent, did you reveal yourself??"
"no but a form of myself. you do know how bad they will want to chew you out when they get to you dont you?"
"yeah but it will all be worth it once they see us together."
"Yes it will be quite a sight. i am sending a scout to inform them that i know they are coming and will be readyed for them"
"Ver good. i await further orders sir!"
"very well, Hawk 1 Out!"
i slung the black swords scabbard over my shoulder and walked towards the bar and told them to get ready. i figured i could make up for the trouble they have been put through with a little merryment and a lot of ale. i began the preperations for a party...
 
Sith looked around, happy somehow to have been privy to such a great feat of magic. He did memorize all the details for later, that knowledge some day could be useful. The problem with this advanced illusions was that you could die in them, and that most wounds, even if unreal, had effects.
He could see Vixen's arm still lax, even if no blood was coming.

Rorthrar looked at Vixen in a new way, she wasn't as bad as she wanted to look. He saw her limp arm, and without saying anything, not very tactfully, he approached her horse and laid hands on her arm. A warmth went from his hand into her arm, and the undamaged arm was fine again.

He then looked aroun, to his companions. He said "OK, lets get moving. We have a snake to find, and we have to decide once we find it if we step on his head or not." He then looked at Sith "No offense intended."

Sith hadn't even heard him, still replaying in his mind the illusion and all the events on it.
 
OOC: NICE TWIST! I am impressed! (bravo, bravo!) Way to add some excitement to our story!


Glorianna:

That...that...that SON OF A BITCH! At the moment were Roland in front of her, she would plunge a knife into his black heart. Why would he do such a thing to them? Was he crazy. She turned her thoughts from that scoundrel, to her friend.

Her wonderful, brave, couragous friend. What a wonder she was! She had wanted to come with her. Why? To protect her, because Vixen thought she couldn't protect herself. Vixen needed to protect those she thought couldn't do a passable job of protecting themselves. She went to her friends side.

"Vixen," Glori leaned over kissed her cheek and enfolded her in a fierce hug. "You are the bravest person I have ever met. Thank you for being my friend." Then she rode away, wanting to give Vixen some time to get used to her displays of emotion.

"Rothrar, we must leave soon if we wish to make the village tonight."

Rothrar looked at her with new respect. "Yes Princess." he cleared his throat, clearly amused about something. "And calm your pet, it seems to be making a certain someone's brother a little nervous with her pacing and growling." Glori's head snapped around to see Maven walking back and forth near Valdor's horse, with the man on top casting it nervous glances. She couldn't supress the peal of laughter that came out.

"Come to me, darling." her mind whispered to Maven. The tiger immediatly came to Jafar. Glori dropped to the ground with easy grace, and buried her laughing face in Maven's fur. It felt good to see that man a little off kilter for once.
 
OOC:why thank you shygodess :) its nice to have one of my twists noticed for a change.
IC:Roland: The party is all set a huge banquet, barrels of fine wine and beer, entertainment out the wazoo. (they are going to love the main show) And me gettting laid out by my fellow travelers, i intend to put a good amout of food and ale in their way so that they will notice it once the yarrive we must get ready for the surprise the scout has informed me they are a days march from here...i flexed my mind and my muscle. even though im a warrior i can still help out with magic. His emminance performed to the letter as i see ther magicly recorded incident....oh well time to get some sleep before they get here. today i s a big day
 
Vixen was kinda stunned. First Rothrar suddenly touching her... sending delicous tingles through her arm so that when she flexed... it felt perfectly fine. Then the emotional hugging and kissing from Glorianna. Truely people who lived in castles were a strange lot she thought to herself. She was grateful for Rothrar's words... "let's move..." She simply urged her horse forward and they went forward.

She blushed thinking of her outburst. Honestly, she was really helping out her image as the cold blooded assassin. She shook her head, well... well... she WAS getting paid... yep... okay... that was good, she had done it for the contract. She nodded to herself. Then she thought of her knew friends... Glorianna... the Prince... even Rothrar. She sighed, this quest was definitely going to be more than just a contract she realised.


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VALDOR:

Valdor only let himself relax when that over grown fur ball finally went to Glorianna. Damn that thing was just ridiculously large. What was an otherwise delightful woman doing with a thing like that? He wondered. His gaze softened as she saw the loving hug she bestowed apon the creature. Lucky bastard... he thought to himself.

His mind considered this. Hmmmm, if the cat is warning me off... then... clearly...

He grinned. Oh yes... she could deny it all she wanted, but she wasn't completely immune to him. Of that he was certain. He whistled to himself cockily as he went to check on his sister. Vixen looked at him and frowned. "What are you so happy about big brother?"
"Oh nothing... just enjoying my place in the world."
Vixen giggled and shook her head at him. He smiled back at her... suddenly it was just like when they were younger... he was 17, she only 12... swimming together in the lake near their home... he had left not long after that. When he returned two years later. She had already gone. She was only fifteen. Their parents wouldn't tell him anything... only that she had left of her own will. They never spoke of her after that.

He suddenly reached over and hugged her tight. Vixen squirmed in his embrace. "What is WRONG with everybody today?" She spluttered. "You're the third person to lay their hands on me today!"
He laughed at her outburst... "maybe you're just too loveable Trin..."
"Loveable my ass!" she poked her tongue out at him and urged her horse over to Garret. At least he wasn't likely to suddenly cuddle her she thought.

"So what WAS that?" he asked her again.
"I don't know... Glori and Rothrar think that Roland has something to do with it... the old man said it was some kind of test?" She shook her head, clearly at a loss about royalty and tests. "All I know is... for now at least we're safe. Want to come and look for a camp site with me?" She grinned, and urged her horse into a faster pace. She signalled to Rothrar as she passed him, they could all do with a good nights rest after today's excitment she thought, maybe even splurge on an Inn if one was found.
 
The dwarves disappearing unnerved Mansard. He reined in his horse so fast he lost his balance and fell face first to the ground.

"Great Mother! It was illusion! How?....Why?.....Roland!"
Mansard stood dusted himself off and smiled to himself.
"You got me this time pal, but it won't work twice." Gathering up his pack animals he catches motion out of the corner of his eye. Acting as casual as possible he mounts his horse. Again he spots something moving in the trees.

"Gnomes!" He bows towards the trees. "Depart in peace my Elemental brother! May there always be harmony between our kind. The blessings of the Goddess upon you." The gnome walks from behind a tree showing open hands and nods to the small man.

"Depart in peace my friend. My thanks and blessings." He disappears into the woods so quickly it appears he has vanished. Mansard walks his horses away following the others down the trial.

"He keeps his eyes on us Lightening. He's still there."
 
Glorianna:

They rode into the town just as the sun was setting. It was very quiet, almost too quiet for her peace of mind.

"Rothrar, Vixen, where is everybody?"

They, too, seemed uneasy about everything. Ever since Roland's disappearance and the whole dwarve attack, everone had been on edge.

Before they got a chance to answer, the devil himself walked from the shadows and greeted them with a hearty hello.

"Ah my friends, it is about time you arrived. The party is only awaiting you to start." Roland looked about as smug as a rooster who had found the hen house.
 
Roland: i raised my hand in signal and everyone came out of the shadows with great carts of food, drink, and entertainment a great banner was strung across the square hailing
"Welcome Brave ones!"
I laughed a long and hearty laugh as they looked at me with jaws dropped wide open. i made a mental picture as the King of ku-rathias scout stood next to me, turns out his 'scout' was the captian of the guard and that only increased their amazement
 
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