Roleplay: The Taint of a Shadow:Part I

Laucian_Nailo · Post by **Laucian_Nailo** » Sat Nov 08, 2003 7:51 pm

Name:Laucian Nailo
Race:Drow
Class:Shadow Edept/Spellblade
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
Hair:Silverish White
Eyes:White
Skin:Pitch Black
Height:5'6
Weight:120
Hand:Left
Location:All of Fearun
Weapons:Blade of the Hidden One/Staff of the Stars/Dagger of Blinding
Armor:Adamantine Armor/Boots of the Zeryn/Cloak of Protection

Laucian_Nailo · Post by **Laucian_Nailo** » Sun Nov 09, 2003 7:55 am

I changed my mind it isnt going to be based on Forgotten Realms. So now you can be whatever you like...etc. Ill get this story running eventually. Reig.the.Lost is going to start the story.

Reig.the.Lost · Post by **Reig.the.Lost** » Sun Nov 09, 2003 8:22 am

Name:Mialgo Septewrath
Race: Yuan-ti (Pure-blood [Snake-people])
Class:Rogue/Fighter
Gender:Male
Age:135
Hair:Black, tinged with green
Eyes:Slit-pupils, bronze colored
Skin: Very pale white
Height: 6' 2"
Weight:178
Hand:Right
Location:All of Fearun
Weapons: massive Great Sword "Chaos-Death", Shadow dagger
Armor: Studded Leather, Cloak of Shade

Reig.the.Lost · Post by **Reig.the.Lost** » Sun Nov 09, 2003 8:24 am

Mialgo's blade swung, orange-light cascading down the edge of the sword. The Thayan soldier tried his last attempt at a spell, but to shaken to continue, his voice fell off. The Yuan-ti's sword cut cleanly through the Red Wizard's neck. Mialgo turned and charged toward a massive group of wizards who were blowing chunks in the Aglarondian line. He hewed his way through the middle of the group, reaching their commander and sliding his sword completely through his stomach.

"COME ON COWARDS!" He roared, the hiss in his voice apparent. He swung in a crescent beheading the adjacent enemy's. He ran off in another direction, slaughtering hundreds more before the day was over.

At the end of the day he returned to an Aglarondian war tent for the other half of his payment. The man looked at him with a sneer, "Ah...yes...you. Here you are." He said shoving forth a large bag of platinum coins. "Thank you." Mialgo said curtly, before shoving his dagger into the man's throat and leaving with the coins.

Barbathos · Post by **Barbathos** » Fri Nov 21, 2003 11:57 am

Name: Ba-toll
Race: Half troll/dragon (black)
Class: Barbearien/Ravenger
Rank: General
Gender: Male
Age: 2094
Hair: Obsidion
Eyes: Grey
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 294 lbs.
Build: Pure muscle
Physical char.: can not be seen at night. Looks like a gargoyle when still. Scales are harder then Adament. claws and fangs sever as natural weapons. Can fly with large wings on the shoulders. Folds wings together like a cape. Has poisonous blood and high regeneration factor.
Hand: Right
Weapons: claws, teeth, the Chaos Blade (long sword)
Armor: Hide serves as a natutal armor. Chain mail suite (costume fitted for his needs with his wings)
Char. traits: spits acid stream or spray once per day. 30 ' wide spray t a 35 degree angle. or a 90' stream 3" in diameter.

Reig.the.Lost · Post by **Reig.the.Lost** » Thu Nov 27, 2003 9:30 am

Mialgo walked towards the edge of the camp, yawning as he walked by a large tent that was being used for a command center. He accidentally knocked a torch from it's bracket and laughed as he continued onward. 3 wizards ran from the tent, casting hurried spells to extinguish the fires. Mialgo laughed and kept walking.

"SIR!" He heard a voice boom from behind him. "SIR! Did you start this fire?! I demand you respond!" Mialgo turned and drew his sword in one fluid motion.

"YOU DEMAND!!!?" He roared as he charged at the clearly frightened mage. There was a sudden darkening and a large wall sprang from the shadow of the tent, stopping the arcing motion of Mialgo's sword. "IMBECILE'S! I will crush you!" He said ripping his sword free and preparing a second bone-shattering strike. Bone-shattering. Not Shadow-stuff shattering. His sword smashed into the wall and it shook, but remained intact.

A form appeared in the middle of the wall. It was that of a drow, with a dark cloak hiding his face. "Turn back Snake-born." An echoing voice boomed from inside the wall. Mialgo smiled and let the energy in his sword cascade. The orange light glowing and lighting his surroundings. He swung a third time this time his sword forming orange cracks in the wall.

The drow laughed and raised his hand, begining an incantation. A dark orb exited his fingertips and sent Mialgo flying into a nearby tent. There was no movement for a few seconds and then the tent flew high into the air cut in two. "You shouldn't have done that, foolish mage." Mialgo said as he stalked towards the smirking elf.

"If you can survive and rise after my Shadowbolt then you must be almost a match for me. I require the services of a mercenary. Are you intrested?" The drow said raising his eyebrow. Mialgo stopped his charge, contemplating.

Barbathos · Post by **Barbathos** » Tue Dec 09, 2003 11:32 am

Ba-toll saw what was happpening from his vatage poit at the campfire. The snake-born was challanging the mage that hired him. He stood up and walked over to the combattants and with-drew the Chaos Blade from its scabbard. One of the mages saw this and ran the other direction. He walked up behind the snake man when he was standing still looking at the mage.

He reached up with one of his massive arms and pull the snake man to the ground. "I don't think you want to do that." He said as he put the tip of the chaos blade to his neck.

"Ba-toll stand down. He was just about to tell me if he was going to be working with you on the mission I hiered you for." The mage said as he rushed over to Ba-toll and pull his sword arm away from the snake man. "Mailgo, I wish to introduce you to the best fighter that money can buy. This is Ba-toll, and he has never been defeated in battle."

"And I shall never be!" He added with a matter-of-fact tone of voice. "The Chaos Blade shall slay my foes with a fire that they have never seen before. Along with my temper they shall never see the light of day or the sun set."

"Ba-toll this is who toy shall be working with... Meet Mialgo he is from the serpant tribe from the jungles of the south world."

Reig.the.Lost · Post by **Reig.the.Lost** » Thu Dec 18, 2003 11:27 am

"Second-best." Mialgo said curtly, ununciating(Spelling?) his s's longer than usual. "I am the best. If you require proof.....than shall we step outside of this encampment?" Ba-toll's massive form grew even larger as he puffed himself up to fight.

"I need both of you in full-running order for the plans I have set in place." Laucian said stepping in between the pair, daring either to try to move. "Now. If you'll follow me, I have an encampment on the outskirts of the battlefield."

The pair eyed each other, sizing their opposite up. "Know this. For the price I'm asking, I'll kill anyone, but I'd gladly kill you for free." Mialgo said not looking at Ba-toll, falling into stride beside him and following Laucian.

"And the same goes for you, Little-worm." Ba-toll replied his voice rumbling deep in his chest as he stared at the back of Laucian's head.

Barbathos · Post by **Barbathos** » Thu Dec 18, 2003 12:10 pm

They walked to the mage's tent located in the back of the encampment. The gaurds stood at attention and moved aside when they saw who approched. The trio went into it and Laucian began to bref them on there mission.

"The target is the prison of Setolya. It will be well gaurded so be careful... Ba-toll I have no doubts that you will walk out unharmed." He added with a caution in his voice. "The main objective is to rescue one of the prisoners being held in the bottem cell block. His name is Thaltithlis, he is a dark elf that holds information that we need. Once you free him bring him back here so we can interagate him."

merlin · Post by **merlin** » Fri Jan 23, 2004 2:46 pm

Name:Shemlin
Race:orc
Class:warrior
Gender:Male
Age:60
Hair:Black, long, nasty
Eyes:wide black
Skin:greyish/green
Height: 8'9"
Weight:430
Hand:Right
Location:All of Fearun
Weapons: Massive strength, two crude machette like sword with a large point on the back at the tip, twelve inch jewel encrusted hand crafted dagger (His most prized weapon), and anything he can swing.
armor:lether plating cover left shoulder and rest of torso and tops of legs

merlin · Post by **merlin** » Thu Feb 19, 2004 12:43 pm

Shemlin was wandering around, slightly in-toxicated, and saw a tent a little ways away. So, Shemlin went toward the tent he was a few feet away he started hearing voices. "What is that outside?"

"How should I know," replied the other unknown creature with a slight hiss. Shemlin thought maybe they have something I can do for more rum and some food as well.
Shemlin was quite close to the structure at this point and his balance a little off. "Who is in the..." Shemlin started but fell on the side of the tent.
Quite angrily running from the tent Ba-toll and Mialgo drew their weapons ready to fight, but to their surprize they only found a orc pastout on the cloth that once was the structure they were in.

Barbathos · Post by **Barbathos** » Wed Feb 25, 2004 8:39 am

"Stupid orcs, they never learn." Ba-toll said as he returned the Chaos Blade to it's scabbard.

"I'll agree with you, they are the most worthless creature I can think of... Other then goblins." Mialgo said as he scabbered his sword. Ba-toll chuckeled at the remark and started to lift the orc on to his shoulder.

He picked the drunk up on to his shoulder with no problem, and carried him over to the field medic's tent.

merlin · Post by **merlin** » Fri Feb 27, 2004 9:42 am

Shemlin woke in state of confusion. "What am I doing here?," he yelled as he got up and left. He was not so drunk, but he was hung over. 'what was I thinking' he thought to himself. He had blacked out before he had passed out and didn't remember falling on the tent or even seeing a tent.

Lucian Nailo was passing by "I'll guess you won't be drinking like that for a while."

"What are you talking about. Who are you?" Shemlin said as he held his pounding head.

"You fell on my tent yesterday while I was inside," Lucian said still quite annoyed. "Follow me. We need to talk. You have broken some of my things that will be trouble replacing."

Barbathos · Post by **Barbathos** » Thu Mar 04, 2004 8:20 am

Ba-toll and Mialgo grabed the orc by the arm, one on each side, and escorted him out of the medic tent and back to the wizards broken tent. The orc fought to get free but could not due to the strenght that the two possesed. When they arrived at the fallen tent the wizard stopped and turned to face the orc.

"All that stuff over thier is what you broke when you fell on my tent." He said as he poitnted at a small pile of broken artfacts, a table, a book or two, and a few flacks.

The Orc looked on in amazement as he saw what he had done.

merlin · Post by **merlin** » Mon Mar 15, 2004 11:18 am

"You don't expect me to pay you for that junk," Shemlin said knowing that he would have to reimberse the Drow.

"Yes, and it wasn't junk until you desroyed it," Lucian said quite angered at his possesions being called junk.

"Well, I don't have any money or anything to sell what do you expect me to do," asked Shemlin. He tried to breakfree and run but was unable to. Shemlin, angered at this situation, "Is there anything I can do to replace these items," Shemlin asked with a tone of arogence.

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