For those of you who know me you will know that i have been working on this for a long time, the game has come together over the course of several years and im trialing it now on Dakka for the first time

the game will have to played slightly differenntly because of the nature of online rpg games. This may cause a few problems but nothing that cannot be handled,

The game is a Medieval era Role Playing Game where you take on the role off a character who is following the Stone storyline,

The game will grow and evolve as it is played so dont be discouraged by a lack of background, it will appear over time.

Anyhoo:

Races playable in Stone.
Humans: The UHTC or the United Human Traders Confederation, fair and honest folk who love a good bargain but are not particularly greedy or arrogant.

Dwarfs: The Dwarfs live in their mountain fortresses constructing great engines of war for the prophesised conflict to come.

Elves: Fair and tall, natural mages, and all of them are undying.
 High: The general peacemaker not inclined to battle but if the need arises they will bear spear and holy light against all enemies.

 Wood: Rangers and guides, inclined to be incredibly serene to the point of baffling all others with a calm and steady hand, even in the pitch of battle.

 Dark: The mages of destruction and stealth, those who would never see their adversaries face only their back or scorched legions of dieing warriors.

Orcs: Ancient warriors that adhere to tradition of close combat and shamanistic beliefs.

Goblins: Small green creatures often found in the darkest of forests or caves and usually in great numbers, a wily intelligence and cunning offset by good-natured humour.

Ataani: Tall feline warriors clad in magic absorbing obsidian plate, all Ataani use druidic magic of the land that envelops their race, and use a handful of weapons proficiently.

Magi: Demonic paladins sent to scourge the land of undead, little is known of these shadowy beings.

Dragorans: Short stocky men with the appearance of lizards, these warriors are dedicated to individual one on one combat at the peak of honour.

Satyrs: Men with the heads and legs of goats but considerably stronger, wielding scythe like weapons they make fantastic assassins and heavy melee fighters.

Twinings: Druids who have become so attached to the trees in the forests where they live, they have actually bonded with them, now they walk as men with bark for skin and moss for hair.

Detailed race descriptions.

Humans
Tallish with hair colours ranging from brown to black, with occasional white in elder men, skin colour varies from place to place, but is predominantly semi tanned or white.
Their height varies from 160–200 cm
Normal proportions
Usually, fair people in terms of temperament
Aptitude for swords and crossbows
Location: UHTC, Southern Tedgar, otherwise settlements everywhere
Can grow facial hair

Dwarfs
Short, stout, bearded with short legs and longish arms (In proportion). Predisposed to be grumpy but loves good conversation. Brown or white facial and head hair with the occasional dirty red, beard is usually quite rich in colour until maturity (about 25) when it goes purest white., pale skin maybe with a slight tan.
Height 80-130 cm
Shortened legs elongated arms
Good naturedly grumpy
Aptitude for axes and blunt weapons
Location: Angara, Tedgar
Will grow facial hair

Elves
Human in appearance with some minor differences, such as tapered ears and a generally more “streamlined” appearance
Hair colour: White-blond
Skin colour: Varies
Height: 180-210 cm
Proportions:
High: Normal but streamlined
Wood: Streamlined with tapering fingers and waist
Dark: Fair and streamlined with dark elegance
Subterranean: Thickset with rough elegance
Calm and serene temperament
Skin colours:
High: Pale
Wood: Pale with faintest blue green tinge
Dark: Dark purple nearly black
Subterranean: Pale with red and black tinge/highlights
Aptitude for:
High: Spears, swords
Wood: Bows, long knives
Dark: Wrist weapons, knives, staves, orbs, wands, idols, magic
Subterranean: Mechanical weapons, guns, maces, and flails
Location:
High: Northern and southern Rashtas
Wood: Central Angara
Dark: Everywhere (wanderers)
Subterranean: Western and central Tedgar.
No facial hair.

Orcs
Tallish when standing strait but usually runs in a half hunch, warriors generally tall powerful heavies, with the shamans being thin almost to the point of being skeletal.
Only the orc shamans take any pride in their beads or indeed their appearance as a whole. They have wily intelligence and wisdom beneath those muscles. They have grey skin and blood red hair.
About 180 cm
Proportion: Thickset
Aptitude: Melee weapons
Calm with strong battle rage
Location: Everywhere, except northern and central Rashtas
Some facial hair


Goblins
Short green creature with bulbus eyes and passable night vision, social creatures that nonetheless are feral in battle, usually suited to a skirmishers role as they have no inherent racial magic, and their stature undermines them in battle. Goblins do not require sleep due to a quirk of their digestive system they can stay awake indefinitely.
About 40-50 cm
Generally calm and joking
Aptitude: Spears, daggers and knifes, javelins, short bows, and guns
Location: Everywhere
No hair


Ataani
Graceful, tall, and elegant, but feral and feline nonetheless, humanoid with distinctive pitch black fur and golden eyes with red irises, these creature hail from hunting grounds far to the north of the main continents. A panther’s face hides an otherwise human temperament.
Temperament: Suspicious of all bar the humans whom they trust
Aptitude: Obsidian weapons, especially: swords and bows, but also carry spears knifes and hatchets, obsidian-crafted armour.

Magi
The Magi are covered in horn like growths that create a sort of natural armour to combat enemies who get to close, Adept at magic of the paladinic nature. Red skinned with some coal black hair poking out from beneath the horned visage.
Location Everywhere.
Aptitude for magic staves wands orbs idols.

Dragorans
Humanoid, scaled skin, elongated muzzle deprived of scales, (just bone), opens to reveal scaled human face, 2 thumbs on opposite ends of hands i.e. one next to the ring finger (no little finger), and one next to the index finger.
Aptitude: Handswords, self-buffing magic.
Location, Dragoran coast
Arrogant,
About a head shorter than most humans

Satyrs
Tallish Goat men who have spiralling horns that encircle their heads, many of the satyrs wear the skins of defeated enemies as a robe but this is not essential, may wear necromantic plate.
Location: Forests
Aptitude: Polearms scythes necromantic magic (rare)

Twinings
Shaped as they were when natural, these druids are incredibly powerful in all arts relating to the land
Location: rare and wandering.
Aptitude for druidic magic, alchemy, herbology, glaives, potioncraft, and other nature skills

Classes
Knight
Deathknight
Undeathknight

Warrior
Legionnaire
Spearman

Paladin
Warlock
Deathcultist

Mage
Druid
Shaman

Cleric
Demonologist
Necromancer

Archer
Skirmisher
Marine

Assassin

Descriptions
Knight

A staunch defender of faith, clad in white armour, wielding sword and shield to purify those who would threaten his church

Weapons: One-handed sword and a shield, and lance
Magic: Yes
Runes: optional
Horseback: optional, recommended
Alignment: lawful, good

Role: tank or damage dealer



Deathknight

Skin stained red from the endless worship of the blood that flows over his skin when he fights, black hair flows back of his head, mace in hand, shield on arm, black armour defying any chance to kill him.

Weapons: One-handed mace and shield, sacrificial knife
Magic: yes
Runes: no
Horseback: optional, recommended, demonic steed
Alignment: optional, but usually chaotic, evil

Role: damage dealer

Undeathknight

A gaunt individual more skeleton than live, clad in armour made of over lapping bone plates and a two handed bone sword gripped in hand.

Weapons: Two-handed bone sword
Magic: optional
Runes: no
Horseback: optional, recommended, deathsteed
Alignment: chaotic, neutral

Role: support or damage dealer

Warrior

A man who fights for his purse, often not doing a task, until it is proved to him, that it will benefit him in some way

Weapons: any melee weapon
Magic: no
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: neutral, neutral

Role: damage dealer

Legionnaire

A soldier of peace and justice, or just someone who follows orders, either way they will treat everybody the same and with the rules and laws they themselves were brought up to.

Weapons: One handed sword and shield
Magic: no
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: lawful, neutral

Role: tank

Spearman

Spearmen often learn from a young age to keep their enemies in front of them and at a safe distance, this carries on into later life.

Weapons: Spear, and shield if the spear is not double the characters height
Magic: no
Runes: no
Horseback: yes
Alignment: neutral, good

Role: damage dealer

Paladin

Dedicated to a holy order, these men have faith as a shield and justice as a weapon; clad in pure white armour these warriors are the foot units that accompany knights into battle.

Weapons: Two one handed close combat weapons
Magic: yes
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: chaotic, good

Role: healer or damage dealer

Warlock

Steeped in mystery the warlocks practice human sacrifice as a religion, these unholy paladins bring the steep their skin in the blood of others to increase their connection to demons and their order follows the Deathknights into battle.

Weapons: One two handed mace or axe, and a sacrificial knife
Magic: Yes
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only, demonic steed
Alignment: neutral, evil

Role: damage dealer

Deathcultist

Paladins who have forsaken the path of life to prevent their death, these undead warriors march endlessly and need no reminder of their choice.

Weapons: Bone pole arm
Magic: no
Runes: yes
Horseback: travel only, deathsteed
Alignment chaotic, neutral

Role: tank

Mage

Trained to use their mind, they eschew the hurly, burly of melee battle, to the mental battles of the mage.

Weapons: none but you can get items that increase magical potency (eg staffs)
Magic: Yes
Runes: No
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: neutral, neutral

Role: damage dealer

Druid

Linked with nature these secluded warriors protect the animals and plants of their homeland. Often without a link to their home, they trave far and wide searching for the cause of some minor mishap and eradicate it completely.

Weapons: Anything as long, as it has no metal or was constructed of something living.
Magic: no
Runes: Yes
Horseback: travel ONLY
Alignment: lawful, neutral

Role: support

Shaman

Using the strength of the tribe, they can bolster the failing limbs of a man or even restart a heart, the bigger the party the better.

Weapons: none, but same as mage
Magic: Yes
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: Optional

Role: support or healer

Cleric

A monk and healer of one of the holy orders, he uses the faith of his body to help the sick and hurt, the faith of many clerics working in concert can work miracles.

Weapons: none, but same as mage
Magic: Yes
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: lawful, good

Role: healer

Demonologist

Having spent many years performing blood sacrifices the Demonologist can summon demons out of the air around him, his power is so great that he can use his own blood to do this.

Weapons: Sacrificial knife only, but may also have an idol
Magic: Yes
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only, demonic steed
Alignment: lawful, evil

Role: support

Necromancer

Having delved deep into ancient texts for many years, the necromancer can inscribe runes onto rocks and tablets and imbue them with great power, when one of these runes comes into contact with living, (or dead!) sentient tissue they activate releasing their power.

Weapons: Inscribing knife, wands
Magic: no
Runes: Yes
Horseback: travel only, deathsteed
Alignment: lawful, neutral

Role: support

Archer

Born of a hunting family these warriors, keep them selves hidden, letting fear and dread talk for them.

Weapons: Bow, occasionally a dagger or pair of daggers
Magic: no
Runes: no
Horseback: optional
Alignment: neutral, neutral

Role: damage dealer

Skirmisher

These men live on the run and deal with trouble their entire lives. Consequentially they are master of hit and run tactics.

Weapons: Any thrown (usually dictated by race).
Magic: no
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: chaotic, neutral

Role: damage dealer

Marine

Highly trained, these warriors use a mixture of tactics, mechanical devices, and blind luck to confound and ultimately defeat their enemies.

Weapons: Crossbow / repeater crossbow
Magic: no
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: chaotic, good

Role: damage dealer or support

Assassin

Shadowy individuals that use a mixture of magic forward planning, supreme martial skill and technological secrets to out wit and kill those who oppose them.

Weapons: concealed weapons: can take any of the following: wrist crossbow, pair of wrist crossbows, knifes, torture spikes, foldaway bow, fold away crossbow, death contraption, viral dart (may only have one at a time), throwing knifes (max 10 per concealed weapon slot)
Magic: yes
Runes: no
Horseback: travel only
Alignment: neutral, neutral

Role: damage dealer

When you choose a race and class ill pm you with the skills you can get/ the tier of their use, i will tell you through pm as the story line goes on when various tiers of sklills become active

Also weapons will come available as time goes on but you start with the ones detailed by your class, except for dragorans who start with a Handsword only, which is a sort of Katana

Char sheets

Name
Age
Class
Race
Weapons
Armour (i will reccommend armour for each char sheet as it pops up)
Appearance/Bio

Once we have a few members ill start things up, oh and please try to align with either good or evil, rather than a mix of both



Act one: The Evening of Light

Tyranic slowly drew his mount around, the chargers sides heaving in the dawn, The skeleton warriors were getting bolder, the Neromancer must be near.

He and his knights charged down the hill and into the press of warriors, none survived. The knights ripped through them with ease.

They may be gitting bolder but they wernt strong enough to beat the knights of The Lady Phobos.

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Dekkanso followed the tracks. The undead army had landed here. Nothing would stop his warriors when they finally caught up with those wretches. The Dragoran looks through his helmet slits at the Dying ground. Nothing survived tehm, nothing ever did. But the warriors at his back would. They had to.

well this is depressing

lols i might play on my own
character sheet...

Name: Tyranic Marta
Age: 35
Class: Knight
Race: Human
Weapons: Bastard Sword, Kite shield
Armour: Plate mail: Helmet, Chest, Bracers, Shoulders, Legs
Appearance/Bio: Tall and Rugged with blue eyes and white blond hair, His plate mail is burnished and covered in lines of engraved text, he also has a small book related to his god, hanging from his neck. His horse, Wildfire (character classes with horseback indicated as nessesary (knight deathknight undeathknight), automatically get a steed (undead for undeathknights demonic for deathknights)) is white and strong, a natural charger bred in the stables of his order castle,

He comes from a long standing order of holy knights, who work in conjunction with paladins and clerics to rid the land of undead

wow ok so this rpg died before it lived :( rawr

When did the thread go up?

Uhhh I might join later m8

cool, but unless thrs othrs thrs no point, it wont really run too well with only one/two dudes

(ghosty) thrs a time thingie next to my op soooo 08 of this month so three day ago

Ah, well there's your problem. The Rp community is as slow and proverbially blind as a badger with heatstroke. As such, it can take anything from a day, to a month to get responses. Additionally, you may have noted that

"Do you want to play a game?" thread is up, and it contains most of the regulars.

"Stalemate" is also up, and that, again, has most of the regulars.

And the Zombie rp, which has since died ( Despite Darks persistence) has recently been up.

I'm sure once these have died down, if you put this back up again, people would be far more inclined to join.

Indeed for the moment there is an overload of rp's. In wich the regulars are already participating.

Wow, that means we have a real small RPG community: i think we are around 12ish active players

your right, ill post it again in a coupla months *sigh*

Name: Tralyn Eyther athem (name generators ftw)
Age: 102
Class: archer
Race: wood elf
Weapons: compisite bow (very fancy), 2 long thin daggers
Armour: studded leather
Appearance/Bio:
height: 185cm tall
skin: pale white with a green tinge
hair: long white
eyes: bright green
agreesive looking expresion

woot second char sheet, once we has a few more ill start the campaign

(armour for you is studded leather all over

Name: kozac silentsong
Age: 157
Class: assasin
Race: dark elf
Weapons: pair of wristcrosbows and some knives
Armour (i will reccommend armour for each char sheet as it pops up)
Appearance/Bio:
height: 190cm tall
skin: extremely white
hair: long black with sinister trophies in it like a little piece of skin to bond his hair in a pony tail
eyes: sinister dark. always looking through you.
alignment: evil of course XD
Bio: as he is already 157 he was first a high elf but after seeing the brutal slaughtering of his own family just because it would be better for the noble of his land. he became bitter and dark. one night he sneaked into the royal chamber of the lord and assasinated him. then he left and was quickly found by his (new made) brother from the silentsong. he joined them and was adopted. now he is one of their assasins and is ready to do lord silentsongs bidding.

Woohoo, I like fantasy. It looks like the game is starting up now, so...

Name - Ranun of Crisela
Age - 34
Class - Warrior
Race - Satyr
Weapons - A large 2-handed club with metal spikes on it, and he also has a dagger.
Armour - Chain
Appearance - 2 meters tall. Handsome, as satyrs go.
Alignment - Lawful/Neutral

Ranon was born in the Woods of Crisela. While he was a small child, his parents and clan were killed by raiding orks. He had managed to survive by running deep into the woods and hiding.

He wandered the woods for days until he was confronted by a pack of hungry wolves. The wolves started to close in on him when a she-bear came between him and the wolves. What compelled her to do so, Ranun never knew. The she-bear fought off the wolves, and then took Ranun to her cave. The she-bear raised Ranun with her other cubs.

When Ranun was of age, he left and went wherever the road took him.

sweet we has players

armour for:

Nocturne, Assasins dont get mucha rmour sos, they shouldnt need it, so you get cloth all over

Bringer: you get chain all over

(sure mate i don't care baut armour i just jump away from these swords and i just kill you before you could even raise ur sword at me XD)

yarp, your skills are on the way

Ok well we may as well start.

(tralyn) Your bow creaks under the strain as yu carefully target the stag infront of you, through the foliage you are completely invisible, before you can loose your arrow something spooks the stag, as it bounds away through the scrub you see the shadowy but loud shapes of movement in the trees.

(Kozac) You drop silently to the parapet, your feet making no noise on the hard stone, your cloth shoes absorbing all sound, infront of you you can see a pair of guards, their backs to you talking away their shift, in the distance your eyes spot the window of the nobleman, Keyal Randostal. The brotherhood wants the man assasinated quickly, before his political veiws spread to far.

(Ranun) As your feet pound heavily across the lightly wooded hills you feel in tune with nature, the birdsong is clear in the morning light and animals can be seen in many places, looking up you see the fortress of the knights Costellar, before you in the hills are a group of knights charging down some skeletons. The scene is harsh in contrast in your mind from the peacfulness around you, the clash of battle reaches your ears

i circle around, keeping to the cover of low shubs and trees, trying to get a better veiw of the shapes making the noises, but keeping unseen and invisiable.

Through the shrubbery you can see the creatures making the noise, Dragorans, how they got their you have no idea but their scaley skin is unmistakable, their handswords are out and cuting through the sacred trees

(thrs 5 of them)

i climb two meters up a nearby tree, quickly loose two arrows, one straight through the back of a dragorans head and the other into anothers back. i leap off the tree and take two more by supprise, cutting their throats with my two dagges before they could react. thrusting one of the bodys back into the remaining dragoran, knocking him flat then loosing another arrow into its scaley throat.
standing there,for a moment, panting from the adrenaline.
i search the bodys.

i sneak up to them. and try to do a double kill with my knives and do it silently

"Yes, some sport," thought Ranun as he ran to join the knights... anyways, the sooner the skeletons were destroyed, the sooner it was once again would be peaceful.

Ranun takes out his Kanabo (what I was going at... just couldn't remember the name), and charged at the skeletons yelling a loud battlecry.

Save me a space, not all that well now, and I don't want to trouble myself with having to make another char sheet.

(no probs shas)

(Tralyn) The bodies have little on them, all that you can find is the strange skinlike material that they make their clothes out of, and their handswords, either they wernt going to be here long or they are part of a larger group.

(Kozac) you move forward silently, your knifes darting up and out slitting their throats, they gurgle softly as they sink to the ground.

(Ranun) Seeing you the knights hail you as they make anouther pass "Wherefore are you headed Satyr? Your assistance would be appreciate in this fight."

"I am headed nowhere, but for now, knight, it would be my honor to fight with you. Let us not tarry." responded Ranun to the knight.

i scan the location for any distraction opportunities.

i start scouting around the nearby area, searching for signs of a larger force.

(Ranun) The knight nods at you and the knights line up once more, "Then let us purge these vile Undead"

The knights thunder towards the also charging skeletons

(Silentsong) You see a guard standing infront of a door, his halbered barring the way, the door is locked and barred but he seems to have the key, above him is a window with someone sitting there.

(Tralyn) As you move furthur in you begin to find signs of a larger force.

following the signs i eventualy find it. i climb up a nearby tree to get a better veiw, keeping as silent as as i can.

"i think i know some way"
i use light bend and walk towards the gaurd taking his keys then i use a distraction so i can walk into the building light bend still active.

Though Ranun was fast and light on his feet, he couldn't keep up with the war-horses.

He hit the line of skeleton warriors right after the knights had already shaken them with the charge. He swung his kanabo down hard on the first skeleton in his path.


Btw, here's a Kanabo:

(thats a oni weapon you heretic XD)

(this heretic is going to krump something with it )

(tralyn) Looking across the forest clearing you see several dozen warriors of the dragoran army camping in quite tents and hide shelters. In the center of the camp is a single pure gold effigy of a dragoran complete with steel handsword.

(Silentsong) (nicely done) The guard doesnt notice as you quietly slip through the door, you are in a wide vaulted room with a low ornate ceiling, ceveral doors lead of from each wall, the room is quite well lit.

(Ranun) your kanabo happily smashes through the skeleton, sweeping blows from your weapon obliterate the skeletons around you, in the air you can hear a steady holy chant, kept up by the leader of the knights. It seems to fill you with fury and your blows release small flashes of light when they strike the skeletons.

i run back to the tree village, alerting the archers of a large force of sevral dosen dragorans moving through our sacred forrest.

(tralyn) The village quickly turns to uproar, an Elf with a highly ornate bow and armour come towards you, an elite archer, "Where were they? show us"

i listen at each door if there is someone if not i open it and look whats there.. if there is someone i don't open it.

(silentsong) It seems that there is some kind of party going on, almost every door has loud noise coming from it, however one is almost silent, the only thing you can hear is some drunken singing from a single person, probably a man.

"follow me." i take the small army of elven archers to just outside of the clearing. every elf had a look of hatred on their face because of the intruders. the elite archer signals silently to incircle the camp.
once the camp is incircled a loud battle cry is yelled and a volley of arrows is fired into the camp, each elf having its target, and each arrow meeting its mark. every elf having its bow once again tensed and watching and waiting for any sign of movement.

(Tralyn) The dragorans fall quickly, the camp is quiet for a moment, then a strange screeching sound meets your ears, the statue in the center of camp moves, and you can see it is a dragoran, coated in leaf gold. The warriors sword flickers batting away the arrows fired at it, the warrior moves forward slowly, his aincient eyes glowing through his doublejaw.

Name: Cruor Defaceo
Age: 35
Class: Death knight
Race: Orcs
Weapons: Long chain flail with a multiply spikes and blades jutting from all edges with a scared shield that is bent and misshaped in places.
Armour: Black Plate mail: Helmet with tribal war mask, Chest, Bracers, Shoulders, Legs
Mount: giant death wolf with serrated and extended teeth and claws with body armoured with a metal helm and shoulder covers.
Appearance/Bio: , Black motley hair with grey clay skin heavy set shoulders 6 foot with the humour of a blunt blade and undercover of armour burnt and singed

Sounds good,
(Cruor)
You can sense the wind over your face as you look back across the water, you can feel it but by the way the trees are moving you know its there. Your wolf shifts beneah you as the last of the boats travel across the lake, excellent, everyone has arrived. You turn back towards the undead camp and move back towards it.

i slightly open the door but not to far. then i throw something in ( a little rock) when he's distracted i slip in and look around.

Once back in the camp Cruor decides to find what matter of the dead he shall be fighting with. So dismounting Arc (undead wolf) he wonders amongst the tents.

After a while of seeing what was about. He decides to find the commanders tent which he locates at the central point. Once inside he request to be able to set up a mounted or fast moving squad to scout ahead if not he will be heading out to scout territory for other encampments anyway.

another volley of arrows are fired. but this time, all directly at the warrior.

(Silentsong) The drunk mumbles and falls of his chair fast asleep, the room is small and has a door leading of, which appears to have no sound coming from it.

i open it and check for traps

(silentsong) instead of finding a room like you had expected, you see a tightly wound spiral staircase leading up

i walk it up but always on my gaurd

(tralyn) the warriors sword flickers, batting the arrows to the ground, he is slowed from the weight of all the gold but he is still many times faster than any mortal should be.

(silentsong) you reach the top of the stairs without incident, the door at their summit is slightly ajar, you are on the top story, the corridor ahead appears to be empty, one of the doors about halfway down the corridor, appears to be made of forged silver.

before i open the door i listen to know if there is somebody inside. then i look if there is a trap in the door and then i look if its locked if its locked i try to lockpick it as silent as possible and then i use lightbend and sneak in the door (if there are people then forget about sneak in then i look for what i do)

Ranun continues to strike at his foes. Whatever the chant of the knights, it makes Ranun less cautious and he charges deeper into the horde of skeletons yelling, making wide sweeps with his kanabo

(Ranun) After a time you realize that the skeltons have been destroyed and the chant dies away, you turn to the knights, they barely look phased by the battle. Their mounts are calm and even in thier heavy armour they arnt breathing any heavier than normal.

You yourself are quite fine having spent your entire life in martial pursiuts, your body is incredibly powerful able to withstand much more than the pathetic blows of the skeletons.

One of the knights turns to you, "You fight well, we would consider it an honour to have you eat with us and lodge at our fortress this night. There are other bands of undead around, we would appreciate your aid in defeating them. The knight takes of his helm to reveal a mane of pure white hair, "My name is Tyranic Marta, I am the captain of this company, and i invite you to stay with us and fght by our side for a time, unless you have other matters to attend to?

(Nocturne) There is noone in the rom, and the door is locked but it is no match for your skill, it appears to be the room you are looking for, a large richly adornded bed is in one side of the room and many comfortable rugs and cusions are arrayed on the floor.

"Thank you sir Marta, you yourself fight very well, as do your men. I am called Ranun of Crisela. I have nothing important to attend to, so it would be my honor to lodge with you, and also my honor to help you fight of the bands of undead."

i walk to a shadowy place next to the bed. there i stay until i hear some1 enter. cause then i will use lightbend

(Ranun) The knight nods, ereplacing his helm, "this is to the good, see our castle? that is our destination,"

The knights lead you across the plains quickly realising that you can happily keep up with a slow canter, nearing the fortress you are awed by the sight, The gates are made of a pearlecent light that shimmers as you watch it, one of the knights dismounts and grips your upper arm, as the pair of you walk through the light it parts around you, the knight looks at you "If i hadnt gripped your arm the light of phobos would have registered you as unholy and would have smited you with holy fire, because i am touching you i have given you a temporary blessing, you are our guest here, you need but ask to leave if you so wish and one of us will aid you through the lighs of phobos."

(Silentsong) you are forced to wait for a long time, the party downstairs drags on and on, eventually however you hear the door click open and a man walk into the room, he is your target, dressed in richly embroidered robes of deep purple he walks calmly although with a slight stagger from intoxication of alcahol.

the archers quickly dig a pit and lure the golden warrior towards it. when the sticks snap the warrior falls onto the spikes below.

(Trayln) The warrior screams in pain as the spikes drive the gold leaf into his body the natural toxins in the heavy metal begin to poison his system at an alarming rate and he quickly dies.

i wait until he walks to his window then i use lightbend again and then i push him through it let it look like an accident. then i walk down the stairs woth lightbend.

(silentsong) The man falls screaming to his death several stories down, he lands headfirst on the cobblestones outside the front door. You quickly evacuate the building, using the general hubbub as cover to escape, swiftly you descale the walls and dissapear into the surrounding township.

i run to the town and take a random horse to the guild

(silentsong) The guild welcomes you in and your horse is takento the stables, a group of acolytes surround you asking you questions about the assassination

(sos cruor kinda forgot about you) Your request is granted and several undeathknights are assigned to your command

Gathering up the gear and ordering his knights to move out they head into the forest.

(crour) The group looks eeiry in the half light shed by the moon, the group of insubsantial knights moving swiftly but in near silence through the forest.

Seeing a light far of in the distance Cruor sets of towards it aprocing with the wind in there face. Cruor orders his men to unsling there weapons

(Cruor) There is a dry creak as old leather bends to the need, hands gripping old worn blades, the hill you approach levels out and in the distance you see a well lit fortress, with a surrounding town.

Seeing this they head to the edge of the forest. Cruor calls one of the undeath nights back to camp to inform of the town saying make hast. Telling the other knights to dismount and cloth up "cause the didnt want to scare the locals" says "Where going to scurt round the town find a place to stay or make one but first lets remove stranger infront of us or lest identerfy it". Riding out clothed up they aproch the stranger wepons at ready.

i promise the acolyts i will tell them every thing but first i need to the master. as he gave me the mission and the mission is not completed when i not report

(Silentsong) The acloytes nod and smile, understanding, you walk though the guild and to the doudle doors of the Chamber of silence. Pushing the doors open the swing silently around and hit padded stoppers, again silently. you walk forwards and the familiar padded floor muffles all sound of your steps. To all intents and purposes you arnt there and you never were. In the middle of the room is a middle aged man wearing pitch black robes of velvet. He isnt facing you.

"You are back,"

As yousual this startles you, you are still not used to him being able to not only notice when people enter the chamber but identify them as well.

(Cruor) The Stranger infront of you is tall, he would be a full 8 feet at the shoulder, slung from his back is a powerful recurve bow and a leathal looking sword, several other weapons hang from his belt and a spear is gripped in his hand, shifting onto his back foot he gets into a defensive position. The undeathknights check their steeds and sit calmly observing the stranger, awaiting your command.

"This is truly a beautiful place, Marta...

Can you answer me one question though, skeletons are hardly a mighty adversary, but you spoke of other bands of undead wandering these lands, is there something greater to fear than skeletons that has been raised?"

"yes father im back and my mission is done"

(Ranun) Marta dismounts and heads towards one of the buildings, "walk with me satyr". This fortress is not placed here by chance, the two of you walk deep into the fortress, passing great doors and facades made of wrought gold and silver. He opens a door and you see stairs leading downwards.

At the base of the staris, some 400 down you come out into a huge chamber, Completely circluar with a large crystal set in the center of the room, it is about 9 feet high.

Marta stops and tells you to walk forwards, "No holy knight may enter the circle of Phobos without a blessing from the Grand master of the fortress, but you may approach, do not touch the cryst."

You walk forwards, noticing lances of runes, in massive spiraling patterns criscrossing the floor, when you get close to the cryst you look into it, set into the cryst is a massive skeleton, about 8 feet tall, its withered body still clutching a massive greatsword, made of pure obsidian.

(silentsong) "tell me, give me the details of his death."

Ranun looked around, taken aback by the odd and glorious sight. He wanted to touch the crystal and feel its cold surface, but he heeded the warning of the knight.

"I have traveled and seen the greater part of the civilized world, and never have I seen or heard of such a device.

My mind is filled with many questions now. What is it, and what is its purpose, and how does this relate to the undead?"

The being you see in the center is one of the great undead ataani lords, known as the sons of Plague, the crystal is a highly rarefied form of mineral that you would know as diamond, however our order knows it as angels tears, as this stone was formed when a thousand angels wept over the body of their fallen champion, that was this warrior, he was ressurected by an ancient entity, known as Plague, but was trapped in the cryst formed by the angels tears, if someone were to touch the crystal it would shatter, and he would be released. And not even the order of Phobos could defeat such a foe. The undead scouring the lands around are attempting to free this evil."

"i made it look like an accident. i waited in his room and i pushed him from the balcony. he was drunk so it was possible."

"What other bands of undead are there then? Surely whatever this fortress will face, it will be far more terrible than skeletons?"

(Silentsong) "You have done well, there were witnesses of the fall?... it doesnt matter they would have seen him topple out, not you pushing hi, well done, i will send for you if i have anouther job that requires your skills,"

He nods slightly and you know that as your point of order to leave. As you exit an acolyte pals you a small bag of money, you open it and see several gold coins.

(Ranun) The knight looks grim as the two of you ascend the stairs again, we have only seen basic undead soldiers but there are reports of a massive force of warriors, of the undead variety, moving in from the coast of hellbent lake, some hundred leagues from here, they are many. we need to cleanse the area of skeletons that could aid the stronger varieties.

i nod thankfully and go to the armory for some new stuff

(Silentsong) The door to the armoury opens and you are confronted with a familar sight. Sheafs of wrist crossbow and fold away crossbow quarrels are hanging from the walls and piled on the ground, beneath their namesakes, throwing knifes and assassins daggers lay in piles and in one corner of the room are some other specialist equipment, you can take one of the following
1: 3 Smoke grenades
2:1 death contraption (small ball that once thrown erupts into a spikey ball that is razor sharp, for the purposes of this game we say that it kills whatever it hits, within reason)
3: Wrist grapple

and any of the following
Anouther quiver of bolts (0-1 of 50 bolts)
dagger (1-2)
throwing knifes (1-5)
Fold away crossbow (0-1)
Bolts for said crossbow (0-1 20 bolts)

i take the death contraption and i take some bolts for my foldaway crosbow then i go to the acolytse to tell them about the kill

(silentsong) all the acolytes settle down to listen as you tell your story, word of mouth is pretty much the only way news gets around, but tales like this tend to get exxagerated, and you can tell this is going to become legendary

"i need some sleep now brothers. but i am sure we will do a mission in the future."

(silentsong) all of the acolytes look exited at the thought but respectfully let you go to your quaters.

i prepare my next mission by remaking my crossbows and my daggers cleaning them in the proces. then i go to sleep.

(Silentsong) you wake up to the usual sound of the silent bells, a psychic intonation that wakes the members of the guild at dawn

i walk to the meeting place for breakfast and i take place at the table next to the grandmaster

(silentsong) he nods to you and contiues eating, an acolyte places a bowl of water nest to you for you to wash your hands in before eating, after you have done so the grandmaster speaks. "I may have a job for you"

Name- Iliad Ulmethire
Age- No truly knows, but records indicate he is at least two thousand years old.
Class- Undeath Knight (prefers the term 'Bone Lord')
Race- High Elf
Weapons- Bone greatsword
Armor- Golden plate armor
Appearance/Bio- Born in the glittering glass towers of Linthesa, Iliad lived with his siblings after his mother and father tired of life and cast themselves from the Cliffs of Serenity as was their custom. Training in the arts of the Duskblade, learning to wield both steel and magic with equal skill, Iliad set out to prove himself, leaving the protective barriers of his homeland to test his mettle. Fighting the dark elves for a time, Iliad was mortally wounded by a dark elven assassin, and as his blood spilled out onto the cobbles, Iliad had a vision of a man in golden armor promising him life if he would only serve him for a time yet unnamed. Young and foolish, Iliad agreed, and was restored to life, and fought off the dark elves, and claimed victory. As the years melted past, Iliad forgot his oath, and returned home. When the necromancer Gogoth-Mal marched his undead hordes upon elven lands, Iliad took up the call, and battled the dead. When Iliad confronted and slew Gogoth-Mal, the golden figure appeared once again, demanding his service, he refused, and to his horror, Iliad had his soul ripped from his body, and held by his malefactor. His body began to rot at an accelerated rate, leaving only a skeleton behind. Forcing his soul back into his withered shell, the Golden Man once again demanded his service, and Iliad had no choice but to obey. Two hundred years later, Linthesa was burned to the grounds, and a strange golden warrior led an undead army to battle. Now, Iliad wanders the countryside obeying the twisted edicts of the Golden Man, praying for his death to finally claim him.

Sounds good, ill take it that the golden plate is enchanted to be the same strength as iron. skills on thier way

(Iliad) The undeathknight rides into the camp astride his great undead horse (incidentally im guessing you have an undead horse as your steed), He sees you first and rides over, "Lord Cruor wishes for aid, he sent for reinforcements, you would be able to help him in his task"

"Even if this area is cleansed of skeletons, could this fortress still hold?"

"as you say father. i will do anything to please you."

"I go where the Golden Man wills, where is your lord now?"

(Ranun) the knight turns to you and grimace's as the two of you get to the mess hall, "You have just asked the question that we all ask, is our faith and these castle walls enough to hold against a tide of untouched undead? We dont know, but we would appreciate the help"

(Slientsong) the grandmaster nods, "the order needs you to find your way to the city of the light, we need you to assasinate their high priest.. it will be hard, but i think you are ready, it is a long journey, do not fail me, you may stay here for a couple of days to recover but then you must go."

(Iliad) floow me my lord, the undeathknight turns and gallops of, you follow and find the group of undeathknights staring down a stranger cloacked in darkness you step forward, "Im here to help"

(Cruor) Looking to his men cruor says "no need to get unnevered keep weapons at hand" looking to the stranger he yell "identify yourself stranger and your business"?

"I am Iliad, servant of the Golden Man, and I go where he directs me."

"yes master i will give him his rest."

(Iliad, Cruor) Iliad follows the undeathknight and hears Cruors line, Iliad draws his sword and rides up beside Cruor, "Im here to help"

The Stranger casts of his cloack and you can see the shape of a large feline in the darkness, his skin covered in iridecent red tattoos, "I am here for your souls undead"

the elves lower a rope into the pit and one elf scales the hole and attatches the rope to the golden warriros foot. some of the wood elfs haul on the rope and bring the dead warrior up to the top and take his amour and any other posetions. the rest of the elfs search the camp.

"My soul has already been claimed!"
Iliad uses DUST

(trayln) The body is recovered and the armour is recovered, the camp is searched but nothing is found.

me?

(sorry dude) (silentsong) The master turns to you, "The order needs you to assasinate the high priest of the cult of Phobos"

"I will stay as long as I am needed. Meanwhile, may I ask you to share a drink with me?"

(Ranun) The knight laughs, "of course", he waves a server down, "a strong drink fo me and my freind here, and maybe some food for him as well"
turning back to you he asks, "What brings you to this place warrior?"

"Wellcom Iliad lests see if this stragers bite is as good as his bark" Turning to his undeath knight he simply draws his sword and like shadow the undeath knights charge.

(cruor Iliad) As the knights charge the stranger throws his spear, it goes clean through one of the knights but barely slows him, the warriors sword flicks out, taking the legs of the steed of one of the knights, then loops around and decapitates him, ducking under a swinging sword the warrior loops the weaopn up and slices through the offenders arm, but his impetus has been slowed and he is knocked aside by one of the steeds of the charging knights, and the two he wounded including the headless warrior are already reparing themselfs and their mounts.

Seeing his warrior's make contact cruor chages in to join them his stead pounces on the stranger knocking him to the ground and his wolf then makes a bite at him.

(cruor) The warrior calmly knocks the snapping muzzle aside and swings his sword in a loop at your skull

Blocks the swing with his claymore and takes a swing at his shoulder

(cruor) the warrior ducks under the swing and rolls backwards onto his feet. the surrounding Undeathknights see the deul unfolding and respectfully give distance to the two warriors, there would be no escape for either as they raised their swords and a dome of darkness surrounds the two fighters, preventing either from leaving until the battle is done. The cold eeiry voice of an ancient warrior floats from the other side of the dome, "kill him Cruor, let us take His soul"

(np mate) "as you wish father i will do it as fast as you wish."
he went to prepare himself after dinner
he folded his weapons and hid them then he went to the stable for shadowfang (his horse gifted by his new father aftr completing the quest of shadows)

(Silentsong) As you ride out of the city you see shadows whisking along beside you and you nod to them, "yes im on my way", the shadows speed back to the guild.

Lashing out with his blade, Iliad slashes at the feline's torso.

(Iliad) Somehow you find yourself inside the dome and infront of the feline as it stands, your blade swings at its torso and digs in, the warrior screams in pain as red ichor runs along the length of your blade, it kicks back, sending you and your incredibly heavy suit of armour flying through the air

Lifting himself from the ground, Iliad readies his blade for a quick block.

"I am a traveler, with no destination in mind, and so it is by chance I have met you, and been in these parts."

(Iliad) Your readiness was needed, even as your blade comes up it clashes with the warriors leathal edge. You are battered to one knee and you can see a demonic glint in the eye of your foe.

(Ranun) "It is not chance that such a warrior has come here, it is the will of Phobos herself, she watches over all and gives us her light to guide our way."

i rush to the city of which i need to kill his high priest.
when i see the gates i say to shadowfang he may go back to the shadows and return when i am asking for him.

(silentsong) The gates are tall and barred with silvery steel, you cannot see a way in via this route as they seem to be able to detect shadow spies.. this you know from past experience, you have however got a tunnel system that you found on your last journey here. The high cathedral of Phobos is a tall spire jutting above the city, even close to the walls you can see it looming over head. The priest will be there, but first you need to get into the city.

"Whatever guided me here, by the will of Phobos or Fate herself, here I am." His face adopting a somber tone, Ranun promised the knight "Wherever you will lead me, I will follow, Marta - whether it be to fight lesser or greater evils, I will remain here until the threat of the undead is gone."

"Now let us drink" he said as the somberness melted away slightly, and life came back to his face.

(Ranun) The knight raors with agreement and soon a large party of knights are around the table happily laughing and talking, as the day wears on you and your new friends get steadily better aquainted,

eventually you are shown to guest quaters and you have a good nights sleep..... for a few hours

[que dramatic music]

*Duh duh duuuuuuuh*


(is this where I wait for *random* events and the like? )

nah i just meant you went to bed late

i enter the tunnel system and check if there is something or someone. i will also use lightbend if i hear footsteps

The tunnels are clear, no traps, mundane or magical, you quickly speed down the tunnels, you open out into a slum house in the poor quater

Cruor seeing iliad on his knees and that there opponent preoccupied with him he makes a upwards sweeping slash hoping it meets with the wanderers back and continuing on with a overhead swing.

"Magi..."

Iliad uses DUST

Crours weapon meets the back of the warrior, it cleaves into the demonic flesh and the deamon screams in pain, the looping overhead swing slices into the warriors head and the fire that Iliad can see abruptly shuts out and a scream rips through the air, but the warriors mouth doesnt move, it seems to come from the air itself,

i walk to the tavern

(silentsong) You calmly walk into the tavern, several heads turn your way but nobody seems to care

i walk to the barman and ask him if he has an black rose. the barman understands that i am an assasin and he nods towards a big fellow. i walk to him and i whisper in his ear: "care for a little party at the temple?" the guy looks up to me and smiles. "i thought you would never come."

"i hope you can bring some of your mates because i want a huge distraction. its time you stand up for yourself. so make your army and let me know when your ready."

(Silentsong) The guy claps your arm and nods grinning, he leaves the bar through a back exit and you find yourself sitting at the bar, a black looking drink infront of you with a red swirl ontop, the bartender leans close "No charge for the brotherhood"

"thank you but it will only stay with this one and i would like to use the "catlocker."

the barkeeper nodded and gave a key.

silentsong walked to a door after he drank his beverage.

when he unlocked th door. and walked inside

(Silentsong) The locker as you would expect has several racks of lethal looking weapons from all over the continent, most of them youve never seen before, an exotic sword twice the length of your forearm, curved and thin stands out amongst its fellows, you look it over briefly then put it into a black scabbard and place that on a back mounted bandolier.

Other weaponry in the room as well (tell me what ur lookin for and ill tell you if its there)

(you just got a Silentstrike Handsword enemies hit with it wont make noise)

Ranun woke up refreshed to the sounds of birds singing. He got out of bed and started wandering around the grounds of the fortress.

(Ranun) As you wander around you gradually get to know the fortress better, it seems to be layed out quite simply, the main cathedral is in the center of the fortress, with the knights living quaters arrayed out around it, the civilians seem to be housed agaisnt the walls, their homes backing onto the walls, between the civilian residences and the knights residences there are a great number of training feilds, usually these would be utside the city, but because the knights of Phobos annually hold contests of jousting etc they are insidde the walls for the civilians to watch in saftey. The armouries and smithies appear to all be below ground and the smockstacks from these appear on the towers of the walls, as they can also be sued as signal fires in times of need, smoke signals that can travel high into the air.

Each knight maintains his own weapons and armour as a rule however the paladins get their weapons just before battle from the smithies, the Clerics tend to live inside the cathedral except on festival days when they roam the streets preaching to the townsfolk.

The many gardens throughout the fortress are home to many birds, and many of them are songbirds. A great variety inside the fortress means that it is never quiet.

The markets and such that usually abound in a place like this are absent, instead it seems that each civilian home is a two part affair, the bottom story is a shop, the upper levels for residency.

Around the fortress are great fields of wheat and other produce, however only on the rarfacing side of the fortress, and are enclosed in great curtain walls to protect the farmers.

All of the knights have the opportunity of eating in the lower levels of the cathedral just below the sepulcture, and ringed around this great hall are the guest rooms where you are staying.

At about midday when you are having your meal the knight you met yesterday, Marta, walks into the hall, in full plate armour with a sword at his hip and his great shield at his arm.

He looks around briefly and sees you, walking over he hails you, "How goes it Ranun? I wonder if you would ride with me to battle this day? The skeletons are massing in a moderate force just south of the city, your aid would be greatly appreciated."

"It goes well with me. I will gladly ride out with you to meet the skeletons in battle. May I meet you at the gate?"

This is to the good, i will see you soon, if you wish for a horse for battle you may take one of your preference from the stables near the cathedral, if you prefer to fight on foot then you may wish to fight alongside the paladins that are heading out with us, your weapon will be appreciated there, but no matter where you go to battle, may the light of Phobos guide you."

"i hope they got these balls that can instant kill a man."
(i already have 1 XD)
i swing the sword under my cape and over my back

Yanking cruor removes his claymor from the now still demonic warrior's body then taking his his victoms wepons as his prize . he says "Warriors rip the body apart leave no evedance of the battle dont want any locals finding whats going on out in the dark"

(Silentsong) You find several of the little balls hidden under a shelf, "there you are"

Taking them you also look around but dont seem to find anything else of value, but on your way out you take sevearl smoke bombs, "these should help"

(Cruor) the weapon shatters in your grip and a demonic soul flees into the night sky, the weapon was cursed to the weilder... its useless now, the warriors quickly dispose of the body, "we need to keep moving" you say

i go to sleep

"I have never liked riding a horse, I feel more at ease when I have firm ground under my feet... so I will go out with the Paladins"

Ranun returns to his room and readies himself for battle. He dons his armor and takes his Kanabo, and then headed back towards the gate.

Iliad rights himself, taking after Cruor.

(silentsong, Ranun) You two are now on the same timeline and are in the same area, just a heads up)

(silentsong) Upon waking you go out into the streets, its a long time scince you have been here and much has changed, but the knights of Phobos still ride out daily to fight the encroaching hordes from the sepulcture.

(Ranun) You look a brutal sight, your tribal armour making its mark on the paladins who look impressed by your massive prescence. The layered plates of your Iron armour make an interesting sight against the bright white of the burnished steel plate of your allies.

The horns of war sound and a low chant springs up in the ranks of paladins, you can feel the energy flowing through you, the paladins draw their double swords The ring of metal fills the air, you see the swords in bright clarity, ever burr on the bright steel showd to your eyes, you look around the fortress and find yourself able to pick out the face of a housewife hanging out washing on the other side of the fortress. Whatever the Fanatics are chanting, you lie the effects.

Just then the entire company starts moving forwards and your allies continue their chant, more terrifying to the enemy than a thousand warcrys

(Iliad, Cruor) The two of you and your warriors move closer to the twon, you all sheath your weapons and look at the dull landscape, one of the knights speaks, "Why does the great Necromancer even wish for these lands? There is nothing special here"

Anouther answers, "Do not be a fool, the Necromancer wishes to be the one who ressurects the great son of Plague, who is imprisoned in the fortress at the center of this land, that is our final goal."

i walk outside and hear the chant as i hear it i know that i must wait for the kill. i walk back inside.
"brother, we must wait with the kill, we of the brotherhood are killers but we are not heartless so i don't kill him and see this city slowly die because they cant choose a leader as it is war. i ask you to ask the masters permission to hunt for the enemy general so the kill can be made a lot quicker. oh and can i get a nightstalker ale? i know its your specialty. and i think i don't even have it finished before i get a answer back."
the barkeeper and silentsong smiled as he gave silentsong his ale and sended the message with his shadowwing.

(silentsong) The message does indeed comeback swiftly, the target is not up for debate, however i agree, killing the high priest now would create a war we cannot hope to survive when the tides of undead wash over the continent... you need to infiltrate and gain the trust of these holy warrirs, then when the war is over against the undead... then you may strike.

Grunting and dismounting his mount cruor tells his men to do likewise. We go in town on foot find where the local military are and who organizes them keep any part of you that will show what we are hidden. Meet back here before sunrise. By then the runner i sent back to camp will be back by then.

(Cruor) The warriors nod and disperse

Iliad questions the men about the Great Necromancer; "Is he in the line of Mal? Once, I did battle with the Great Necromancer Gogoth-Mal many years ago."

(iliad) "One of the warriors clacks out a laugh, the great necromancer is not as weak as that fool, he does not fight, rather he turns your thoughts against you and forces you to submit to his rule. there is no denying him."

"Does he appear as a man wreathed in golden plate, such as I?"

no he does not, his robes are dark and illustious, to look at them is to go trulymad

"Has this apparition a name?"

Only the Great necromancer, he erased his name centuries ago, the elves know him as Ravana, "He who makes the universe cry out in terror" he is apparently invincible.

"Do you know of a man in golden plate, like the set I now bear?"

Yes he appears from time to time, great armies and servants of his also roam the wastes of our home... i take it you are one of these servants... you would do well not to advertise that fact... the warrior of the shining gold is not well liked by the necromancer

"Why is that? We are both determined to cover the land in death?"

The warrior of the shining gold is not... in alignment with our goals, our lord, the great necromancer wishes to ressurect the great lord, Plague, the warrior of the shining gold fought this great lord in the past and was nearly bested.. he does not want his old foe to return

different scouts run to the edges of the forrest looking for more lizard things. while walking throught the forrest i find a small hawk. i quickly catch it and tie its foot to my arm for training later on.

(Trayln) the scouts report back quickly, there are many smal squads like the one you just destroyed, every single one with a gold class warrior

"please give answer back that i accept.and can you give me one of these order robes?"

(Silentsong) the message is sent, but the bartender looks uneasy, "you cant just get one of these robes... they are issued to acolytes of the order of Phobos... the only way i see for you to get one is to actually become an order member. Im sure there are other ways but none come to mind"

"ok thank then i will leave."
he walked outside

(silentsong) the sight that greets you is truly awe inspiring, an entire 10 companies of armoured knights and fanatical paladins are heading to battle the undead hordes outside the city. But even with this massive force leaving the walls there are still a full 14 companies inside the walls, and a full 12 cadres of battle clerics. The city is far from defenceless even without some of its best troops.

(what should I be doing?)

(cruor's not posting so you can take control of the knights, your origional mission was recon of the town.)

disguised as a normal citizen i walk to a paladin master and ask him with respect
"lord if i may ask i would like to join the ranks of the town gaurd. is that able milord? "

(silentsong) the paladin looks you over and nods, go to the cathedral, the center spire, the clerics will take you in, if you want to be a part of the guard then you must first follow our faith, the order of Phobos accepts that all have a purpose and those who come to us have been guided by her, so you as long as you show particular interest in our faith then there is no problem with you joining our order."

"ok milord"

(silentsong) the paladin nods and points you to the cathedral, as you get closer you can feel a powerful holy prescence, part of your training involves becoming acute to magical power, its everywhere here.

"well where are the clerics?"
he walked to the gateway

The massive doors open as you approach and two young men wearing pure white robes come out to greet you, one is holding a small bowl infront of him, the bowl appears to be emmitting light

Ranun joins in with the chant and boldly marches on.

He looks off into the distance to see if he can see where the band of undead is...

"greetings milords. i would like to join the tower gaurd in these dark times."

(RAnun) the undead are clearly visible on the skyline, several hundred meters away a seemingly unending tide of skeletons approaches, yu look around at the paladins and see there eyes, every single one has golden eys, motes of power flowing from thier mouths, the knights appear to shine slightly in the semidarkness brought by the skeleton horde appraoching, thier swords held in mailed fists, their bodies crouched down behind massive kite shields.

The order to charge springs up, the paladins charge forward without warcry or indeed any change in their tempo of chanting, an almost slient horde sprints towards the skeletons twin holy blades from each man shining in the light.

(Silentsong) You are quite welcome to join us, but first we must affirm your request, please drink from the bowl of phobos, then we may take you to the armoury.

"as you wish"
i take a sip of the water and use lightbend on my cheeks so the monks don't see that i am not swollowing the water.

(very nice well done) (silentsong) The priests nod and take you to the armoury, whn neither of them are looking you spit the water out into a pot plant,

when you get to the armoury the priests talk briefly with the quatermaster who turns to you, only then do you notice that behind the desk hes standing on a raised dias and is a dwarf,

"Well Laddie lets get you sorted our then."

"yes milord i must say that i am trained in the way of the sword"

(Silentsong) "Im just a blacksmith laddie, im nobody's lord, now you say you can use a sword, can ye use two?"

"ofcourse"

Good laddie, now come here, we need to fit you out with armour, the dawrf climbs sevreal short syeps and takes several aieces of white armour from a set of shelfs, he comes back down and begins to fit your armour, once completed you have now got "Full plate mail" and he also gives you a pair of swords, about 2 feet long each and double edged. A pair of scabbards as well, "2 broadswords"

(Sorry for the wait)

Iliad takes the remaining death knights and continues his task.

(no problems at all Mordoskul) (Iliad) the company of knights canters down the slope, the undead wolf of Cruor loping beside the deathsteed horses. eventually you get to the town, you dimount from your steeds swathing black cloaks around yourselfs, then as your steeds dissapear into the darkness waiting to be called again, you move into the torchlight of the gate. The gatekeeper calls to you "What be your business here so late wanderers? I count 10 of ye on foot, and coming from the east, well this is a surprise, not much out there, now tell me your business so i can let ye in."

"We seek to scan this area for....'interlopers'. We serve under the seal of the Golden Man, so it would be wise for you to let us pass."

(Mordoskul) "The golden man ay? havnt heard that one for a while, well through you come then no point holdin you lords up on your passage, the golden man has a fair reputation around here, tho noone here would speak his name to ye"

"For Syrnga!" Yelled Ranun furiously as he charged the skeletons. (Syrnga was one of the Wood-Goddesses)

Though it may take skill to wield to blades, Ranun was not envious of the Warriors of Phobos... all it took was a really big stick to compensate for them.

Ranun and the Paladins swept into the skeleton horde. Ranun leaped into the horde and started crushing the skeletons before him with his mighty weapon.

(ranun) as you purge your way through the skeletal horde yousee larger figures astride undead horses and sightly smaller figures wielding sythes, the undeathknights seem to be calm, their great swords held almost casually across their laps, but the Sythe wielders seem to be agitated, every now and then one will spout gouts of insects from its skeletal mouth and will spit them out, a feat you find impressive for they have no lungs. Then one aches its hands towards a mob of paladins and one of your new allies explodes, showering his fellows with rats and other vermin, the battle has become a whole lot more serious

"thank you master dwarf, i will keep this suit safe"
"clerics where do i need to go now?"

I plow through any skeletons between me and the scythe wielders. May Phobos protect me.

Iliad makes a sweep of the area, searching for anything out of the ordinary.

(Silentsong) The dwarf nods and grumbles under his breath about "weedy little people" but you take it in good faith, the dwarf seems to like you, the clerics nod and lead you to the guardroom where a massive man wearing huge layers of plate steel walks out and hails you, "New recruits excelent, well cmon then, lets see how you fight, he leads you to a training ground and indicates for you to put your armour on nd draw your weapons. His bulky frame settles into a defensive stance, his two barstard swords held lightly in his massive hands.

(Ranun) The skeltons are no match for you but you find yourself beset by small winged insects that try to cling to your skin with sharp mandibles before you squash them, great clouds of these bugs surround the sythe wielders, as your weapon ploughs through the first deathcultist the undeathknights turn o you their massive swords raised, lifeless eye show no mercy as they begin to wade their way through the press, silent and terrifying.

(Iliad) your mental acuteess to power and the such quickly draws your attention to a coven of warlocks in one of th houses, nd the more you look around the more you notice strange abnormalities in the townsfolk, when one womans hood falls of and you see her red skin you hiss under your breath, "Daemons, all of them Daemons"

Ordering his men into battle lines, and chanting an oath to the Golden Man, the death knights charge, hacking down villigars are they make for the gate. They cannot hope to take the village with their current forces, and needed reinforcements.

(Iliad) the villagers rise up against you as you knew they would but your knights charge them down, you breach the gate and you call your steeds making quickly back to the main encampment with your news.

i ready my stance and wait for him to do somthing. if he attacks i try to disarm him with my blades and attack him with a whirlwin attack (360 spin with both swords)

The Giant moves quickly for his size hammering one blade low and the other high, your attempt to disarm him is foiled by his intense strength, his weapon flicks under your wrist and traps your weapon to your side,

i jump back letting go 1 weapon.
i also try to make a deversion by pushing the sword to him and then attack with my sword in hy hand trying to disarm him
(i also am not going to go all out. cause then they could think i am more then a citizen)

Ranun held back the pain caused by the hordes of insects, and he gripped his Kanabo and charged to meet the undeathknights. He would show them the true might of the satyr in battle.

(Silentsong) Your weapon taps into his boot after skidding along the floor and he glances down, but that is all the time you need, your weapon smashes into first his left wrist then his right, causing his hands to spasm open, his swords clang to the stone floor and your sword flicks up to his neck

The giant grunts and twists slighty and you feel an amazing pain in your gut as you cartwheel into a wall, when you can see straight you notice him holding the position of his kick, then he slowly rotates his leg back to a standing position, "your good, but your not my size" he grins, "the clerics will see to any injuries you have"

(ranun) your kanabo smashes into the side of an undeathknights steed, caving the ribs in and throwing the Deathknight wild, but before they can react a massive force barrels into them and they end up scattered on the ground, Tyranic lowers his palm, still glowing, after the holy assault he yells through the battle smoke "Deal with the deathcultists, ill handle these"

"am i good enough milord?"

Ranun nods as he turned to fight the cultists.

(Silentsong) the clerics nod to you as they heal your injuries, you are quiet sufficiet my son, now follow us, we will have you posted in a company,

the giant turns to you, "Aye Laddie, youll do"

(Ranun) The cultists see your anger in your eyes and grin, insects crawing over their teeth, you see a horrific sight, one of the cultist has lost his eyes, instead a pair of empty sockets stare at you, insects crawling in the empty space.

they cease their magical spells and begin to raise their Sythes around you, for the first time you notice their numbers, they dont look strong but there is easily more than 30 there.

i follow the clerics.
smiling as i know i could have killed the giant by using his size against him.but he didn't as he wasn't the target.
"what is the compony i am likely to join. as i enlisted for the palace gaurd. so i don't want to be send to the field"

we have taken this under consideration and wehave posted you under the phobos 13th it is a company that sees little action outside the walls however it is frequently sent blow ground to fight the Tumlers,

and we will need your name

"my name is arnash goldseer. i am a representive of my family of the high elves."

Tyranic Marta wrote: (Iliad) the villagers rise up against you as you knew they would but your knights charge them down, you breach the gate and you call your steeds making quickly back to the main encampment with your news.

...and their reaction is?

(villagers or your superiors? sorry i realize i posted that badly well go with superiors the villagers reactions are pretty obvious)
As you walk into the command tent several of the necromancers turn towards you, and seeing your armour begin to mouth spells of banishment, but the necromancer at the head of the table waves them down, "Its not him you fools" he turns to you, "so... Iliad? yes i seem to recall that is your... name... what have you got to tell me?"

(Silentsong) the cleric nods, this is very good, well here you are, you should make youself at home

Ranun still goes on to fight the cultists, but looks to see if there are any paladins that have caught up with him, to aid him against them.

i take of my armour and sit down i am preparing a meditation.
via a unnoticable technic only deteectable by members of my clan i send a message.
"lord i infiltrated the order and i am in a compony that only stays inside. the kill is coming for you"

"Demons, Bone Lord, numbering the dozens. I require the service of your Death Thanes to drive them out. Before I arrived here, I encountered a Magi, perhaps they are connected."

(Ranun) Several of the Paladins see your nod for aid and they wade through the combat, golden light pouring out of their eyes, their weapons moving to fast to see.

(Arnash aka Silentsong) The message is replied to, you have afeeling of satisfaction wash through you followed by a rush of impatience, you understand this as your lord being satisfied by your actions yet impatient at the speed of the assassination, yet he also realises that you cannot move any faster

(Iliad) This confirms what we have heard already, our deathcultists and Necromancers are ready to accompan7y you to battle with our undead servants, let battle be joined, the Undeathknights are also underyour command

"Good. We ride as soon as we are able. How soon can your minions be ready to march?"

(Iliad) Immediatly, get to your steed undeathknight, We march in the darkness of the night.

Out side the armies are already moving, you get a feeling you would have once called pride, this army will sweep over the enemies of the Great Necromancer

"Ride, servants of Death!" Shouts Iliad as he thrusts his blade forward. The host rumbles towards the village, murder in their hearts.

Ranun nods back to the paladins and starts to attack the group of cultists.

"thank you."
i prepare myself for the dinner

(Iliad) It takes some time but eventually the army gets to the village, they dont halt, not even to reorganize battle lines, they just sweep through the city, killing all they meet, the necromancers follow after reanimating the skeletons of the deamons.

(Ranun) The group of you fight hard against the Deathcultists and begin to make ground, but one advances on you while you are cut of from your allies, he swings his sythe at your head...

(arnash aka Silentsong) You head to the mess hal of the great cathedral, and begin to socialze with your peers, one particularly quiet group of paladins catch your eye, they are part of your company and are about your age, one of them hails you over

i walk to them.
"hello brothers how can i help you?"
i think in my head. (the wolf wakes)
if they are from my clan they can read my mind automattically and they are able to respond.

(Arnash aka Silentsong) They make no notice or reply but usher you closer, one of them asks "You new?"

"Servants of death, you need no words of praise. You have done your duty to Death, and you shall be rewarded when the time comes."

"ehm wasn't this fantasy and stuff cause this is my other 1 XD you already spoiled it i guess XD

Choosing to use more finesse to kill the cultist, Ranun quickly lunged forward, so that the scythe may swing safely behind his head.

(if successful...) Ranun quickly grabs the scythe so that the cultist can't swing again, and crushes him with his kanabo.

rrrrrrrr dammnit posted in the wrong one, sorry nocturne


Edit, reposted it, have anouther look

(Ranun) It works XD
The Deathcultist staggers backwards hlaf of his face caved in, the other half grinning madly, a grim gurgling giggle that chills you to the bone comes from his throat. "Kill me, Kill me, Kill me, Kille me, Kille me" You look around and you can hear a chorus of voices as deathcultists in various states of destruction walk or crawl towards you giggling and chanting

(iliad) The heedless army marches on, growing in number as it passes over the country side

over time it splits into two smaller forces one moving inland one sweeping to the north, collecting warriors from other cities, warriors of undeath

(you may travel with either force)

"yeah im new why do you ask?"

Ranun takes no time to interpret the devilish scene...

He swings his mighty weapon down hard on the giggling cultist and then goes to crush the others.

Iliad moves to the north.

(Silentsong/Arkash) "Because there are things you need to know, we are here to teach all of the paladins the rites and chants that make the warriors of Phobos strong

(Ranun) The Deathcultists begin to encircle you, some dragging limbs, and you fight bitterly but you cant seem to kill them, finally your swing hits one of their heads on the side, the deathcultists head spins to the ground and his body collapses.

(Iliad) As you move with the army to arrive at the first town, the town has walls and a well defended gates, warriors are on the walls and the stench of unholy magic is in the air.

(Sorry been unable to make it to a computer what army am i with) After another successful pillaging of a town and reanimating Cruor sets of to command tents.

Ooh... problem solved.

Ranun swings for the heads, and looks to see how the Paladins are fairing...

(Ranun) Your allies are lying bleeding from many wounds on the ground, most are still alive however, you are sure you can save them, the deathcultists begin to drop quickly, and when you are finished you realise that the battle has moved away from you somewhat, the knights have trapped the rest of the undeathknights and are trying to best them

(cruor) cmon dude, please pay attention to whats been said, the army is on the move, no tents, you can head north with Iliad and his force to the coastal towns or head inland (west) with the rest of the army

"ok then i will accept."
(lord i am about to learn the rites of phobos. i think this could be interresting for you i will do anything for you and i will show it to you.)

Ranun mustered the rest of his strength, and charged into the fight against the remaining undeathknights, issuing a mighty battlecry - the wounded could wait until the battle was won.

Iliad presses onwards, spreading not the word of the Great Necromancer, but the teachings of the Golden Man.

(Iliad) As you move through cities, killing all in your path, the necromancers placed under you begin to raise the dead and adorn them with bronze armour, eventually you have an army of warriors wearing shining bronze plate, not as glorious as yours but still in the image of the golden man, a full 5 cities fall to you.

You realise that your impetus has taken you far to far north, you are now in Ataani land, the human settlements and cities only near the coast. You fear that if you do not travel inland you will not get to the city of phobos in time for the battle, but if you do travel overland you could become bogged down in battle with the Ataani... but they would make fantastic shock troops if ressurected.

(Ranun) As you slam into the steed of an undeathknight the knights give a grim battle chant and you feel your blood pump faster, your arms feel stronger and a red mist hangs over your eyes, you feel the rage of countless generations of dead paladins and knights in your mind.

(Arnash/Silentsong) You feel a small surge of interest about this news and the paladins nod to you, "now however, you must eat."

Iliad moves to strike at the heart of the Ataani nation.

(Iliad) Your army begins to sweep inland, but before you can get to far on the horizon you can see a great horde of tall imposing warriors, your army's size makes them look insignificant but you know that each and every warrior of that army will be a leathal opponent

Battle Plan:
Have the necromancers cast crippling spells on the enemy warriors. Lead with a calvary charge down the center, with archers softening up the flanks. The infantry will quickly fill the gap left by the undead lancers, killing off any stragglers.

(Iliad)

ok stage one of the battle

The dark tide of obsidian clad warriors halts in the gloom of early morning, their forces are arrayed thusly as you can see, large forces of heavy infantry appear to layer the entire front, thick spears held out in defiance, archers can be seen stringing massive bows behind them.

A steady drum beat rises up as your cavalry wheel into position, the archers and infantry following, your heavy infantry goading the lighter skeletons forwards.

The drumbeat is joined by a lighter rythym and the cavalry halt whilst the archers string and laod their bows, then the rythym stops and clouds of arrows blacken the sky as thaousand uf undead archers loose their arrows. you cannot see the effect of the shooting in the gloom but you are confident of its success,

an aid looks to you and you hear a telepathic question, "Do you wish for a nouther volley or should i have the standard bearer sound the charge?"

"Fire as we charge, our dead flesh does not feel the sting of arrows."

The Aid nods and taps the standard bearer on the shoulder, he raises an massive horn to his rotting teeth and looses an ethereal blast of sound, which is quickly overrun as the drumming of hoofbeats blots out the sound, the lighter rythym picks up again and then stops, anpouther volley of arrows blacken the sky as the knights thunder into the enemy, you can hear the clash of battle, from your vantage point atop your great undead steed you can see the armies locked to gether, your knights charge faltering against the thicket of spears.

The charge's impetous has sunk them deep into the ranks of the living and your infanrty follow on, exchanging blows with the ataani infantry

stage two of the battle,

The Ataani lines shuffle slightly, great shadows can be seen dep in their ranks, these solidify into massive steeds, thrice the height of a man, carrying eliete ataani horsemen

these elite troops charge towards your remaining infantry guarding your archers.

"of course." i nod back.
i take my food and sit down.
(sire it may be that the light will shut down my assasin powers. if this will be the case i will distract them and i will make sure i don't fully finish the rites.)

(Silentsong/Arnash) The paladins are silent for a long time which you are thankful for as your lord sends you a particulaly complex incantation, the feelings you get seem to indicate that that this will mask your powers from magical sight.

(thank you milord)
"what kind of rites are these of phobos?"

Battle Plans

Have pikes intercept calvary
Undead calvary will drive deeper into enemy lines, seeking the Ataani general, infantry will cover advance
Necromancers will raise Ataani dead

(me?)

After slamming into the steed, Ranun swings at the shaken knight.

omg sorry nocturne
(Silentsong/Arnash) You will not see the rites for some time yet, first you must learn the sacred text of Phobos, it is not long, a mere hundred pages, but learn it you must, learn it well enough to understand the lessons in its pages, then you may see the rites and chants that our paladins learn.

(Ranun) The undeathknight topples from his steed, which promptly flees the holy warriors around it, the knight hits the ground with an earthshaking crash, his many layers of plate armour smashing into the ground, they do not hamper him however as he rises, his massive greatsword clenched in one bony fist. His shoulder makes a strange grinding sound as he loops the weapon towards your head.

(Iliad) The pikes feel the weight of the cavalry smash into them but hold their ground as the area infront of the archers turns into a bloodbath, the archers firing loose into the enemy at hand, your cavalry push forwards slowly making ground against warriors that match thier hieght on horseback. The necromancers in the midst of your infantry begin to raise the dead ataani, grim facimiles of what they were in life counter charging the Ataani army. The light ataani infantry break and flee as their friends attempt to kill them. But the Heavy infantry are more grim and unforgiving, holding the line against these new horrors, but then your heavy infantry smash into them and the battle begins to pivot, your cavalry pushing a wedge into them and your infantyry widening the gap.

Battle Plan

Call for the pikers to engage the infantry, using their reach to their advantage, the rest of the deathless host will pile in, butchering the rest of the Ataani.

"where can i find these books?"

(Iliad) The pike men stem to the front of the lines, forcing the enemy infantry deeper into the press, your warriors pile in fighting toe to toe with the ataani warriors

At the rear of the Ataani army comes a loud heavy drumbeat, rolling without pause, it goes on for a long time, rippling through the ground, the Ataani turn and begin to march away from the battle, assive strides outdistancing your shorter warriors but the cavalry trap several squads which your army quickly turn to the walking dead.

From the source of the drum beat can be seen 30 warriors in full armour, massive swords held in their hands, at their fore is an imposing figure of an ancient Ataani wearing full armour bar his head which is bare and showing his pure white fur.

(Silentsong/Arnash) The paladin hands you a slim volume with the symbol of a radiant star on the cover. "we will contact you when we think you are ready, continue with your duties we will watch as you learn, then we will approach you again" You open your mouth to ask a question but they are simply gone, no getting up from the table, no incantation, just gone.

"well that was a fun conversation." argsh said spotting.
(lord i have a book here which describes phobor. if you want i can send all the info while i read.)

(Silentsong/Argash) A feeling of interest roils through you as you open the book, a quick look at the first page tells you that the book apears not to be a mixture of teachings from some prophet, but the gold flowing ink and ippecable penmanship tell you that this is a magical copy of a gods (or goddesses) handwriting.

Battle Plans
With the sheer number of corpses I have at my disposal, tactics mean nothing. A massive host of Ataani dead rush the commander, pulling him from his mount.

(well milord it looks like it is a copy of the writing of a god.)
i start reading the book. sending every word to the master

(Iliad) As your hordes approach the white haired figure he simply waves his sword and the ground ripples beneath your hordes, suddenly a massive rift opens beneath them sending hundreds to their doom, as the white haired figure walks forwards the rift snaps shut infront of him,

(Silentsongetc) As you read the book your lord becomes more and more interested, you realise you are going to have to read the book several times.

(as you wish milord)
i read the book several times. looking for any hidden messages etc

Battle Plans
Calling upon the power of the Golden Man, Iliad advances through the hordes of the undead, raising his great blade in challenge to the feline warlord. "My god is stronger than yours, I think I have proved that beyond a doubt this day. Lay down your arms, become immortal..."

(Iliad) The warrior strides ahead of his force and swirls his sword, a massive wall of rock explodesw out of the ground around the pair of you, trapping you in. he smiles, "you are no match for the powers of Gaia, she will crush your bones to dust."

He advances forwards, "but your god would be able to halt your doom and we would battle eternally without success if we were to engage in a battle of magical will, so come, let us fight."