The Last Kingdom

Ooc: I feel an Apology is in order, As I havent exactly been punctual, but multiple virus outcroppings combined with a home schedual thats as far from normal as you could possibly get, I havent been able to post, the same goes for tonight, as I am totally and utterly pooped. Im posting this everywhere I am and I leave the following instructions, To play around me or play my charicter if you need to move the story along. I've got to get some of this storywork done on a new book I am writing and I havent had the time for even that, I PLEASE Ask you to forgive me, as I am trying my best but sometimes even -I- get swamped with work and other such things. My entire life SHOULD be back in wack by the end of the week, or no later than sunday, again I am EXTREMELY Sorry and wish you well!
 
The small room was only lit by torches lining the walls. A dark cavern, deep inside the earth. Garret tried to look out, possibly peirce the darkness. Even if there was something out there, for some reason Garret didn't want to see it.
Dark hooded figures lined up around him. Garret tried to move, at least to stand up. Binds held down his hands and feet. He was laying down on something flat and cold. The restraints didn't feel like rope, they felt more like forged steel. He wasn't getting out of here any time soon.
One of the hodded figures revealed his face. The Drowl. He held a large flask over Garret's body, pouring cold liquid onto him. It clung to his skin, revelling his entire body in it's coldness. Something else was going into him. Something that seemed to be acting with the other feeling in his stomach.
"You promised me that you would let me inside if I gave up that bitch.... do you keep your word?"
The words seemed to hiss from his mouth. Garret closed his eyes, regretting ever making a promise with this beast. He didn't regret saving her though, he had made the right choice.
Hadn't he?
It was too late to argue this sort of thing now. He gave his word.
"I keep my promise."
The Drowl's hands clasped together, exactly over Garret's head. There was a thunderous clap as they came forth. He flinched, watching the spell was unfolding. Black mist came out of his hands, slowly encircling Garret's entire body. He tried wiggling free of his restraints with little effect.
"Open yourself to me."
Garret let a single tear drop to the stone slab under him. His heart cried out, not because of what he was doing, but because of who he had saved.
The thing inside of him, the thing that protected him from everything, that led to this moment. All of his luck, all of his skills, were now mere stone pillars standing at a gate. The gate inside of him was now open.
The Drowl was let in.
(I'm going away for a few days, and since my character isn't interacting any time soon, it's ironically the best time to go. Keep kicking monster ass, I will be back with a huge entrance... just wait and see)
 
Sanity

"I will never let you save the boy Brother" Kartan said As he slashed at Sanity But Sanity Doged kartans shild ax. He stands Acosse from his Brother stairing him Down " You will Not mAKE IT OUT OF THIS Kartan This will be your last stand ."
Kartan Looks at his brother and smiles
" it will be you lat to Sanity. Besides it dosn't matter if I die Now. or didnt you noticed I am not waering My Onix Star. So As soon As I die The Baerer Of my star Will help bring forth the birth Of My Re place ment ."
As sanity herd this He relized that if he died He probaly Not Have A child To Re place him For he STill Had his onix Cross Neckless around his neck. But that didnt Mater At least The death of his brother would buy the others Some time. They can handel them selfs with Out him.
" SO Lets do this Brother." Sanity yeals As he lunges his sword forword Strait in to his brothers chest. But He didn't get to see his brother Die For as he had drove his sword in to his brother. Kartan Han take Sanity's head of with The shild ax. A flash Of light Came from The body Of Kartan Sweping through the Battel fild. The enamy Disapers Leaving only the Good guys And the dead there The light finaly stoped as it enterd the onix star that was around aevene's neck. Every One looked around To see what had happend. only To find Sanity Was dead.


OOC:Sanitys death is only the begining i am still Playing If yall will let me . I have some interresting ideas.
 
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Vixen

Vixen lifted her head and howled into the night apon seeing Karrack fall to the ground. She wanted to help him but some deeper instinct kept her close to the pale girl. She needed to protect her above all else.

Her deep blue eyes blinked into the night, but her body was pressed close to the girl who even now hugged her tight like she was a life line.
 
Kelwyn

Kelwyn glanced over his shoulder to see Avallyn parry a thrust that had been aimed at his back. He had no time to acknowledge this however as he was being attacked from the front at several points. The orges were prooving more difficult to attack than the orc's had been. A lesser man may have felt some embarrassment for having been saved in battle by a woman, Kelwyn was not such a man. His heart swelled with pride that he felt for this woman who had so soon captured his heart. He prayed they would both survive this battle to fully realise the depth of their passion for each other.

The sound of metal crashing against metal was constant. He thrust his sword hard and found a weakness in the armour of the one that attacked him. The blade slid in easily and a gush of blood the body started to fall forward but Kelwyn thrust his foot into the chest of it and kicked it away so that it fell backwards and slid off his blade.

He instantly had to lift his arm again to parry another attack. An axe. He felt his arm strain under the pressure of it. In a flowing movement he had learnt from his art-of-war instructors he shifted his body so that the momentum worked against his attacker and in his favour he twisted and lifted his sword arm catching the attacker in the chest with his sword.

The battle raged on.
 
Kelwyn

Kelwyn glanced over his shoulder to see Avallyn parry a thrust that had been aimed at his back. He had no time to acknowledge this however as he was being attacked from the front at several points. The orges were prooving more difficult to attack than the orc's had been. A lesser man may have felt some embarrassment for having been saved in battle by a woman, Kelwyn was not such a man. His heart swelled with pride that he felt for this woman who had so soon captured his heart. He prayed they would both survive this battle to fully realise the depth of their passion for each other.

The sound of metal crashing against metal was constant. He thrust his sword hard and found a weakness in the armour of the one that attacked him. The blade slid in easily and a gush of blood the body started to fall forward but Kelwyn thrust his foot into the chest of it and kicked it away so that it fell backwards and slid off his blade.

He instantly had to lift his arm again to parry another attack. An axe. He felt his arm strain under the pressure of it. In a flowing movement he had learnt from his art-of-war instructors he shifted his body so that the momentum worked against his attacker and in his favour he twisted and lifted his sword arm catching the attacker in the chest with his sword.

All heard the howl which pierced the battle wrought air of the night. It seemed to be an omen of sorts.

The battle raged on.
 
Sanity *his last Battel*

Sanity
"I will never let you save the boy Brother" Kartan said As he slashed at Sanity But Sanity Doged kartans shild ax. He stands Acosse from his Brother stairing him Down " You will Not mAKE IT OUT OF THIS Kartan This will be your last stand ."
Kartan Looks at his brother and smiles
" it will be you lat to Sanity. Besides it dosn't matter if I die Now. or didnt you noticed I am not waering My Onix Star. So As soon As I die The Baerer Of my star Will help bring forth the birth Of My Re place ment ."
As sanity herd this He relized that if he died He probaly Not Have A child To Re place him For he STill Had his onix Cross Neckless around his neck. But that didnt Mater At least The death of his brother would buy the others Some time. They can handel them selfs with Out him.
" SO Lets do this Brother." Sanity yells As he lunges his sword forword Strait in to his brothers chest. But He didn't get to see his brother Die For as he had drove his sword in to his brother. Kartan Han take Sanity's head of with The shild ax. A flash Of light Came from The body Of Kartan Sweping through the Battel fild. All the enamy Disapers Leaving only the Good guys And the dead there The light finaly stoped as it enterd the onix star that was around aevene's neck. Every One looked around To see what had happend. only To find Sanity Was dead.


OOC:Sanitys death is only the begining i am still Playing If yall will let me . I have some interresting ideas.
 
Note

Fine by me Dark Talon, either take an NPC from page 6 or 7 I believe or make up your own and have fun, oh and Rayv, nice work so far, let's see what you really can do.
 
Thanks well I would like to take over Stalker If he s what I think. Rayv is it alright with you and is Stalker based on the hunter From The Book The Mystickal Garden Named Stalker.
 
OOC: Thanks Dark lord Iwill as soon as the others reply to what happend when sanity and Kartan killd each other . And Dark talon Yes you can take over STalker. ANd Yess Stalker is the sam one From My Book Mystical Garden But I dint think any one had red it Because it only sold 100 coppys whitch was bad i made no money of that book.
 
Thanks

Thank you Rayv and I really injoyed your book Are you going to write another one . And Ill start playing when you are done with sanitys death.
 
Vixen...

There was an eerie kind of silence after the sound of the battle suddenly ceased. She stood up on all fours, not willing to move away from the pale girl yet.

She sniffed the air and smelt burning flesh. Her ears went back as she tried to hear something, anything. She turned her head and licked the girl's face comfortingly. The rough wet tongue warm against the girl's skin. She trotted forward and sniffed Karrack's prone figure. She licked him all over his face, he grunted.

She leapt over his body easily and thrust her head out of the tent flaps. Looking around at the mass of dead bodies. She scanned the horizon just as she saw King Kelwyn and the Lady Avallyn leading their horses on foot into the massacre site.

From the West Lord Randall and his men also approached. Morsyth waited behind near the trees, his hooded face obscured from her vision. She cocked her head and looked back into the tent.

'No danger now...' she thought at Aeneva... she wasn't sure if the girl could hear her... but she seemed to relax a little. Her eyes still too big for her face as she stared around her nervously.

Vixen bounded agilely over the corpses of the enemy until she reached the King. She sat a few paces from him and looked at him calmly. He seemed startled and almost reached for his sheathed sword but something about her eyes stopped him. With a little bark which sounded uncannily like a command she turned and trotted back the way she came. Glancing once over her shoulder to make sure he was following.

Kelwyn looked at Avallyn and shrugged. They followed the strange fox back into the tent where Karrack was still groggily partially comatose and the girl huddled back in the corner. Vixen trotted up to her and nuzzled her comfortingly... looking back again at the the King and his Lady.

"Who... are you?" He asked the girl softly, somehow understanding her fear.
 
Avallyn saw the pale girl cowered in the corner and sensed her fear and disgust with herself. Kneeling down she smiled comfortingly at her. "What is your name?" she asked softly her tone kind and understanding.
 
(To explain my absence..)

*Three Klicks away...not more than a mile....Lothander had been headed off by a leading Scout troop...*


*The battle in the small grassy clearing had been brutal...Lothander, alone and abandoned by his comrades who had Rode hard after the last member of the prophecy, had been forced to fight against those of his own race...His Silver Scythe...the Lunar Cry, Flashed in the cold moonlight, ten experianced warriors encircled him, bows cocked with arrows and ready, he howled hard into the night as they were let fly....his cloak flung from him as he charged the line, the scythes honed blade seperating the first warriors head from his neck, as another arrow peirced his side, he turned about in a blaze of moonlight, and let loose a roar of flames from the weaponswing, blinding several of the men with its bright light, as he charge, a war cry echoing for miles around as the battle was joined......*

*Swords flashed, the scythe's Death song as it cut the very air sang all about, blood spurted and heads flew....in three short minutes the battle was over...but not without cost....*

*Lothanders horse had been slain, he was wounded badly, and his herbs and healing materials were crushed by the stampede of the enemys horses, he stood there, the blood of his drow enemys dripping off of his scythe...he held his side where the arrow had peirced his side... and many cuts littered his body, he slumped to his knees, as he looked up...hearing many hoofbeats.....even this close to death he could keep up his illusion*
It's beautiful....shar preserve me..

*And then he fell.......as an enemy force converged about him, as their fastest riders bore them to One of their campgrounds..*

*The Dark Mist had fallen into the hands of the enemy....alive*

(Ok, we need someone to play an enemy commander or Leutennent of some sort.)
 
"So, what do you want to do with him?"
"They are still looking for him, right?"
"Yes, parties are scattered all over the region, they are beginning to counter attack."
Garret's eyes were closed, but he still heard the conversation. It kept his mind occupied. Inside, he felt cold... so cold.
"Good, let them. Wait until they think they are winning and send in the real armies."
"That still leaves the boy?"
"Let him go. He'll find his way back, and when he does, they'll welcome him with open arms. Then, we'll just have him kill them all, one by one."
"They have some powerful mages, what if they discover him?"
"Impossible, unless I am controlling him personally there is no magic detectable on him. From what the scrolls have told me, the child of destiny doesn't know any of the other destined. His personality will be altered, but since they don't know him, they won't know what's going on."
"Until it's too late."
Garret raised his head, slightly, "Ahh, good your up."
The Drowl placed his hand on Garret's forehead. It all went black.

Garret awoke, looking out at the forest. It seemed far away though, not the forest, but the vision. He stared at blackness, and a picture of a forest. The picture turned left, and then right, it finally settled on a direction. Garret looked in astonishment. It was him. He was looking at someone else use his body.
It wasn't the Drowl, no it was an alter ego. Something else that was behind the gate that was supposed to stay closed.
Up ahead was a huge battle. Humans and dwarves and elves all fought fiercely. In the end, the humans were victorious.
Garret walked up to them, an evil tint to his smile.
"Hello, he introduced himself."
"What are you doing here, you could have been hurt? Get out of the way kid, before you kill yourself."
"I don't think you understand. My name is Garret, I believe your king is looking for me?"
"Flerrin? Didn't Lord Randall say something about a kid?"
A huge man wielding a battle axe dripping of blood looked at Garret closely.
"Yeah, there was talk at camp of a child that had some sort of magical powers or something. The king and the rest of the band want him right away."
Flerrin chose a few men, and nodded in the other direction, "Take him back to the others."
In less than an hour Garret was on his way. Inside, he was screaming for help, but it was no use... no one heard him.
(If that's not a huge entrance, then I'm out of a job. I am not trying to take over the evil stuff, but if no one else does, this will get really boring fast. Hey Rayv, what language did you print your book in?)
 
OOC: English its my native tung I was born here and Raised in texas SO my book was Printed and releasd in texas, tennesea All over the south. And yess I know My spelling is relly bad I have tryd every thing to fix it But I cant. If you are wounder ing How I got A book publish with bad spelling I had A freind go bhindme and help my spelling.

IC: Sanity's Body Twicht As a fait light formed over it Wind And A wisper Swept through the Decaing Battel filld . The wisper calld to the ones he fought along side with To gather By the bodys Of The dead Angels.
 
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Aeneva

Aeneva had instinctively pulled the blanket over her head until her hair and features were hidden when the others burst into the tent. She felt a moment of panic when the fox left her side as a tall and beautiful lady knelt next to her. Her eyes widened with surprise. Like Garret, this one did not show any signs of repulsion upon seeing her.

Tentatively, Aeneva lowered the blanket and wrapped it around her nakedness. She waited for cries and shouts of disgust but none came. She felt the comforting presence of the fox by her side and placed a white hand lightly on the animal’s back. She could see the question on every eye. Who and what was she?

Her eyes fell on the prone giant man. She had sense the concern radiating from the fox towards him. Aeneva raised her hand from the fox and towards the man. Her pale eyes darkened as tendrils of wispy green and blue light flowed from her to wrap themselves around the man. Lights sparkled and the giant’s injuries glowed brightly as flesh began to mend. Within seconds, the giant was sitting up and looking around. All his wounds were gone and his energy returned as if he had a wonderful rest.

The albino woman turned to see the expressions on the strangers’ faces. It was clear from that little demonstration what she was. She place her hand back on the fox and spoke, her voice was soft, “My name is Aeneva.”
 
Sanity's Body Twicht As a fait light formed over it Wind And A wisper Swept through the Decaing Battel filld . The wisper calld to the ones he fought along side with To gather By the bodys Of The dead Angels.
As they Gatherd Around the Bodys of Sanity And Kartan He The light that was above Sanity's Body STarted to take shape . T he wind still wisperd to the ons he fought with and the Girl That they had saved.
 
Randall

Oc: Sorry gang, just finished moving in the last couple of days and haven't really had a chance to settle in yet.

Ic: Randall heaved a sigh of relief as his column of soldiers rode into the now desolate camp of dead enemies. Looking about he marveled at the numbers of slain foes as he reined in close to the last standing tent in the entire place where most of the companions horses where hobbled.

Swinging down from the horse he stood as a soldier rushed up to tell him a patrol had met up with a man who said he had information regarding the enemy. He nodded to let the man know he was willing to hear his information immediately.
 
Karrack

Karrack's body twitched as his muscles tried to continue a fight they couldn't continue in his condition. Then the pale girl had laid her hands upon him......

Sitting up he blinked his eyes at the bright light of the sun now peeking over the edges of the trees lining the clearing. Looking at the group surronding him he simply asked, "What happened! I should have died!" just then the shape of Vixen in her fox form barreled into his chest. Clutching his arms around his dearest and most beloved companion he hugged her fiercly as she licked his face in happiness at his new found well-being. Laughing in delight he placed a kiss on her nose just as the pale woman spoke.

He heard her name and everything seemed to stop for him in that moment. "Aeneva" a name he and his entire clan had not heard in many, many years.....
 
King Kelwyn...

Kelwyn watched as the large fox licked Karrack's face eagerly. The giant seemed pleased to see the animal.

Finally he had to ask.

"Okay... who does this fox belong to... and what happened... how did this young lady heal you like that?"

The fox yapped excitedly, squirming in Karrack's embrace quite contentedly like a well trained dog. She dashed over to Aeneva and licked her all over her face also, before rubbing her head against the girl's arm so that she was forced to hug her in return. Vixen remained close to the girl, somehow deciding that she required her constant protection, even though they were surrounded by friends at the moment.

At the King's words... the fox looked at Karrack, and growled as if trying to speak to him. Then the fox shook her head as if to say no, or... to sneeze... it was hard to say which.
 
Avallyn stood off to the side watching this. The fox held a sense of familiarity. It was in the eyes, almost as if she knew this animal. But how, then it hit her. Vixen? Where was she, Avallyn looked around then back at the fox. "no way" she murmured stepping a bit closer to the fox she hesitently said "Vixen?"
 
King Kelwyn...

Kelwyn looked at Avallyn in surprise.

"Vixen? Where?" He looked around and then saw Avallyn approach the fox.

"What??... That's... is that?" He shook his head as if trying to make sense of the situation. "Karrack... where is your friend Vixen?" He asked.

The fox growled at Avallyn's approach... a warning perhaps. The fox leaned into Aeneva's body putting herself between the girl and Avallyn.

Kelwyn reached out his hand and held onto Avallyn's arm lightly. "I think... I think it would be best if we were to find Lord Randall and the others... the sooner we get back to the castle and discuss this latest happening with the prophetess the better, perhaps there is some word in the scripts that will explain what has happened here today..."
 
ooc: well when you guys want me to do somthing, Just find anyone willing to play a Badguy Captain or somthing...anyone will do...so long as they are evil enough..*L* kidding. I just want to have some fun here! So whever you guys are ready..
 
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