(Fantasy Role Playing Game(Non Warhammer))Stone, Act two: Dawn of Darkness(Infinite Places Left)

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**the-bullet**

cutting time

**Tyranic Marta**

a few of the daemons are cut down but even more surround you

**the-bullet**

yell for help and continue cutting

**Rabtorian**

I pack up my stuff and see what's on the bodies.

**nocturne's wrath**

Milord can you say what this is. Furthermore i search for ANYTHING

**prototype_X**

of course, i ask for some other guild members to come with me

**Tyranic Marta**

(who you talking to nocturne? or have i missed something significant?)
(Proto) You and several of the guild members move into the room where the Guild member is resting
(rab) you find nothing useful, just the usual crude axes and armour etc, nothing that will sell
(Yarnek) The gates smash open behind you sending many of the daemons flying, there behind you are many of your brethren and the massive warrior

**prototype_X**

i ask her (it is a her right?) about it

**RaptorsTalon**

As one of the Dragorans charges towards me, I switch my staff to my left hand and draw my enchanted dagger.

I hear him roar, in the primal language of his people. He was chalenging me to a dule. Darath also hears the challange cast healing aura on me, knowing that I will need it in the coming battle.

I turn to the Dragoran who had challenged me, 'I accept' I say.

As he charges towards me, I cast Blaze on him, igniting him instantly. I then cast ice flare, hoping to make his now red hot armour turn brittle and smash...

**nocturne's wrath**

Librarian thingy and did i find anything?

**Eckeon**

No fair keepin all the fun to yourself! I leap into fray alongside Yarnek as deamons fall like wax candles beneath my blade...

**the-bullet**

hack'in and slashin'.

**Tyranic Marta**

(Yarnek, Eckeon) The two of you and Yarnek's brethren push the Daemons back, you look at the ground after the last of them flee only to notice that there are no bodies on the ground, your wounds are nonexistant and your Brethren's wounds have appeared to have been illusions only, whatever the daemons were they wernt real, and you are fatigued from the battle

(Noccy) Im sorry my son i have no knowlege as to this medallion

(Tallon) The fire seems to whip past him with no harm, but the ice flare slows him slightly his body seemingly wreathed in ice, his blade however is still incredibly fast, it whips past your face as you duck backwards out of its way, then he goes for a follow up uppercut

(Proto) (yes it is a her) She looks at you, most of her former aloofness returning, "After the city i began to return ehre, but after about a days travel I found the tracks of nether hounds, I began hearing their howling in the night and my horse panicked and fled, not long after I was ambushed by the orcs as I tryed to sleep. They tied me to a tree and left me there for a few days, abusing me with whips and swords, when you found me in the sack they were running fromt he Daemons too, now they will be coming here. They have to be sent back"

**Tyranic Marta**

(noccy) Besides what you have found you also notice a pair of meatal darts, of the grade that your guild uses

**nocturne's wrath**

Oh this IS interesting i look if i can find some more hints. And i contact the watchmaster for any assasin in this region and his quest

**the-bullet**

"it was trick" spit on the ground

**Tyranic Marta**

(nocturne) Ah yes, youll want to come back to the guild....

**Tyranic Marta**

(nocturne) Ah yes, youll want to come back to the guild....

**nocturne's wrath**

Why? I need to find the swords of truths

**Tyranic Marta**

(noccy) Come back to the guild brother, you will see

**nocturne's wrath**

I return to the guild with the medallion

**Tyranic Marta**

they welcome you back but everyone looks set for battle, a statley looking assassin comes over, "The sister sent to help you was ambushed on her way back, daemons ar chasing her, the assassin sent to help HER has somthing youve been looking for

**prototype_X**

i go to find noccy

**nocturne's wrath**

Am i requested to help here or do i need to stay here it looks like it will become a hard battle

**EagleArk**

Seeing my leader, in combat, i slowly slink backwards, realoading my weapon with a rack of enchanted bolts. Firing them quickly i push off the dragorians from the members of our party, hopefully allowing them to regroup.

**The Bringer**

Ranun waits for the Dragoran to attack to start the duel.

**RaptorsTalon**

I bring down my staff, hoping to stop the uppercut.

(If successful) I quickly jump around the Dragoran and bring my dagger down in the back of his neck. I then cast Blaze on the dagger causing burn damage deep into my enemies flesh.

(If Unsucessful) I jump backwards, hoping to avoid the blade. (If I can't move back in time, I use my jewle to protect me) I cast Ice Flare, using as much power as I can. I hope to freeze him to the spot where I can attack him with my dagger.

**Rabtorian**

I look for another job after returning to the town crier carrying their heads. I ask for another job, preferably one that involves escorting a caravan or somesuch.

**Mordoskul**

Making it's way slowly through the surrounding villages, the Golden Army grows in size, regaining it's former strength day by day.

**Tyranic Marta**

(Eagle) Your enchanted bolts manage to push some of the dragorans back, but they seem to do nothing to the ones engaged in deuls.

(Ranun) the dragoran shifts his weight forwards and backhands towards your neck

(Tallon) your staff just catches the blow but the force of it pushes you back anyway your ice flare spell rechochets of his sword as he raises it to protect himself, it seems to have some kind of defensive or spellbreaking enchantment