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Post by zarita on Nov 15, 2007 17:57:48 GMT -8
Zarita walked out into the silmaril stables and mounted up on her tall spanish mustang, Rebellion. With a light squeeze of her calves she sent the stallion galloping out of the door and down the road.
As they swept away Zarita took a final look over her shoulder at the school. A school that would soon be destroyed.
Rebellion kept up his pace for the many miles to the Tyrant Kings castle. There he halted at the castle doors and put his head down. Zarita jumped off the horse and approached the guards which drew their swords.
"I demand an audience with the king", she said boldly.
"On what matter?" one of the guards demanded of her. Zarita looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
"On the matter of his runaway grand-daughter and the Silmaril Knights".
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Post by terror on Nov 15, 2007 18:27:13 GMT -8
King Tyrranous sat in his study, pouring over a black-bound book of Dark Magic. Pouring over its contents and its pages, willing himself to find another loop hole. His amulet's immortality power was running out, and he needed another source of ever lasting life. For no particular reason, he looked up and sensed, through his incredible magical abilities, a distubiance at the gates. His shrewd sapphire eyes contacted as he slowly rose and made his way out of the study, casting a spell of sealance upon the study door as he left it.
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Post by zarita on Nov 15, 2007 18:32:37 GMT -8
Zarita folded her arms when the guard refused to take her to the King.
"Oh come on.... this is rediculous", she muttered, baring her fangs slightly. "I dont have for this".
With an impatient sigh she brush a stray strand of hair from her face and moved to Rebellions side. She placed a hand on the hilt of her blade, Nitro.
"You see this sword. I stole it from my grandfathers grave. If I draw it...." she started. "You're dead before you can scream".
Zarita noted the slightly fear that reflected in the eyes of the men.
"Now take me to the King".
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Post by terror on Nov 15, 2007 18:46:14 GMT -8
((Could I play one of the guards?))
"Yeah, right." The unconvinced guard gafawed. "Look here, princess, we get so many of those threats per day that they just bounce off us like rubber."
The King proceeded to a small stone cabinet, ((elevator)) and climbed in. Evoking the words of the ancient language into speach, he and his lift slowly but surely rose to a higher floor, there he exited his craft, and sent it back down with more of the words in the Gaelic tongue. Before him was a short hall that led to his second inner-most gates. He quickly strode through the hall and to the stone doors. With a dash of some more magic, they opened dramatically before him.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" He drawled, looking at the Silmaril and his guards.
"A knight? Hmm? Kill her." Then he turned to leave.
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Post by zarita on Nov 15, 2007 18:55:52 GMT -8
((sure... im only doing one))
Zarita raised an eyebrow.
"Let them try", she said calmly.
The guard that had stopped her smirked and drew his sword. Then he advanced on her. Zarita remained calm until the last second when she drew Nitro from it's sheath. She slashed the guard across the chest, sending him to the ground. Then she forced the tip of her blade through his heart.
Zarita stood up straight, keeping her blade at the ready. She turned to the remaining guard.
"Choose carefully..." she warned. "Or you could end up like your friend there..."
Zarita turned her attention, but not her eyes, to the king.
"Do you know where your grand-daughter is?"
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Post by terror on Nov 17, 2007 12:28:47 GMT -8
The King ignored her and looked at the other knight.
"Well, kill her." He ordered and his henchman started towards her. Then he turned to the knight and smiled evilly.
"Oh yes, I know who she is, or was to be correct. I killed her years ago." Then he tured his back and prepared to leave.
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Post by zarita on Nov 18, 2007 18:38:20 GMT -8
Zarita chuckled.
"Not exactly", she sneered. "You sent your grandsons after her didn't you?"
She paused to let it sink in of how much she knew.
"Turns out they failed.... Ella Orion is alive and well", she explained. "A traitor to your cause by joining the Silmaril Knights".
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Post by terror on Nov 21, 2007 0:49:05 GMT -8
The King turned around again and snarrled in the Knight's face.
"I killed her myself with my own sword, you dim-witted woman!" He thundered. "When I say I did something, I mean I did it. And you should be dead by now!" He snarled, "Guard!"
((feel free to kill the other guard any time))
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Post by d on Nov 21, 2007 13:53:06 GMT -8
D walked in and noticed the king was yelling at some woman.
"Sir! I hope im not interupting anything.. Ive come with reports on the army sir."
D looked over the woman that was standing there and didnt know what to think.
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Post by terror on Nov 21, 2007 17:49:32 GMT -8
The King turned his back on the knight and turned instead to D.
"This had better be worth my while, private." He snarled. "I'm trying to watch a knight being murdered here."
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Post by zarita on Nov 21, 2007 17:57:58 GMT -8
Zarita watched the guard out of the corner of her eye, liking her lips. She could sense the blood flowing through his veins. She hadn't fed today...
Zarita lauched at him and tackled him to the ground, pinning him down with natural vampire strength. She whispered something in his ear that made him twitch like crazy, trying to get away.
"There's no escape...." she sneered before she bit down into his neck and drank him dry of blood. The mans body was still alive for a moment before it shrivelled up. ((oooo..... YAY. Wrinkles.... hehe)). Zarita was a vampire with poison encased in her fangs... and it was a rapid reaction on mere-mortals.
The spanish vampire stood up and moved away from the body.
"As if I'm dying today..."
((oooo.... I like this girl. hehehe))
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Post by d on Nov 21, 2007 23:06:36 GMT -8
D smiled as she killed the guard. Being a Vampire was fun but a Dampil was even better.
"Sir! I regret to inform you that one of our supply caravan was attacked this morning. Only a few supplies made it through. We need to find a more secluded route to ship our supplies and move the army."
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Post by terror on Nov 21, 2007 23:12:48 GMT -8
"d***!" The King complained, "I resent bad news. Still, there is still another route. Not far from the battlefield, there is a river, guarded by tall stones set up there like guards. This is Silmaril land, but it is only ever used by traveling merchants who are friends with the enemy and, if my sources are correct, it is seldom partroyed by the knights. You may try that passage. May strenth be with you." he concluded.
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Post by d on Nov 24, 2007 1:51:56 GMT -8
"Very well my lord I will tell the men immediatly to change their routes." D bowed to the king and tipped his hat to the woman.
"You did well in killing the guard, But I see your flaws. You best keep them hidden before the enemy takes advantage of them." D turned and left the room.
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Post by zarita on Nov 24, 2007 5:23:20 GMT -8
"Flaws?" Zarita sneered. She hissed at D, baring her fangs at him. "I have no flaws".
The vampire turned to the King and pulled out a map.
"If I might...." she said. With a wave of her hand a table of darkness rose from ground up. Zarita rolled the map out and pointed to a path through the mountains.
"You can use this path to relay your supplies", she suggested. "It's naturally gaurded by the canyon and I have 'friends' in these parts. They will see your troops through safely".
She looked over her shoulder.
"Arise" she hissed in vampiric and 12 bats flew in. The bats turned into 5 male and 7 female vampires.
Zarita turned her attention back to the King and D.
"My friends", she explained. "I am Zarita Aurora. Death Dealer of the Dark Brotherhood. And traitor of the Silmaril Knights".
She bowed low to the King.
"At your service milord".
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