Derinoar had slaught 4 Bloodskulls in 3 days and had to go to the cross twice..neither where in-in his mind-Right full deaths there we pathetic nothing respectful in them in any way...
Nilo would cast Paralize and then 4 orcs would hack him to death...
The second was the same nilo paralized but this time he was traped ina cave couldn't move if he wasn't paralized he fought hard but the orcs the elf and the other human where to much he traveled to the cross again...by the time he could stand the rage drove him past the breaking pooint..he'd be damn if he would die that way again...
"I will not die by these pathetic Bastards again!!!"
As Derinoar yelled a tone of rage was in his voice a tone so full of hate that it had never came form him before...Derinoar Grab his Lance and ran in to the forest...
Another battle another death..the breaking point
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Derinoar Fallvictor
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Grunith snarled when he jumped down the hole earlier that night, not really expecting what was going to happen. The fight had been swift and the hunt afterwards for the escapees had been quick, but he knew one thing and that was that he has slain another one that day. He was satisified.
The night passed on and the waning moon reared it's ways through the silent and still night skies. Many stars shone and twinkled like many little sparkly diamonds blinking from the light. But tonight the winds were a little shriller and swifter than normal. Ever since the war had started, they had quickened in pace and they had whispered more malicious and foul things to all that listened. Any elf that listened to the wind would immediately sense danger from them, as they told of more war and fighting to come. The turning point had indeed come, but it was still undecided who would survive and who would die in the near future of yet to come.
A certain orc kept his gaze upon the glowing red moon that night once more as he had done a few nights ere the day. He had always kept watch on the moon and now he kept an even closer watch on it than ever. It was time to fight and that was a prominent fact. Nothing would change that lest the war was to end the next day, which was highy unprobable. He whispered to himself many things of his own will, and many things that he had feared. Even though he was an orc, he too, had a fear deep within him. That fear was not yet clear to him, but he knew much of what he would do in the future. His time had come, his time had come to slay all those that he saw opposed what he fought for, and he would not stop at any who stood in his way. He was prepared to mow all of them down the quick slash of his sword, axe, and orcish knife. He was prepare, for he was a bloodskull, the orcish clan without fear.
It had only begun...
The night passed on and the waning moon reared it's ways through the silent and still night skies. Many stars shone and twinkled like many little sparkly diamonds blinking from the light. But tonight the winds were a little shriller and swifter than normal. Ever since the war had started, they had quickened in pace and they had whispered more malicious and foul things to all that listened. Any elf that listened to the wind would immediately sense danger from them, as they told of more war and fighting to come. The turning point had indeed come, but it was still undecided who would survive and who would die in the near future of yet to come.
A certain orc kept his gaze upon the glowing red moon that night once more as he had done a few nights ere the day. He had always kept watch on the moon and now he kept an even closer watch on it than ever. It was time to fight and that was a prominent fact. Nothing would change that lest the war was to end the next day, which was highy unprobable. He whispered to himself many things of his own will, and many things that he had feared. Even though he was an orc, he too, had a fear deep within him. That fear was not yet clear to him, but he knew much of what he would do in the future. His time had come, his time had come to slay all those that he saw opposed what he fought for, and he would not stop at any who stood in his way. He was prepared to mow all of them down the quick slash of his sword, axe, and orcish knife. He was prepare, for he was a bloodskull, the orcish clan without fear.
It had only begun...
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Nilo had gone to the cave in search of The Movement, to tell them off for threatening the Farmer's Union. He went down into a cave, only to be pushed and shoved into a corner, not knowing what was going on. He could see glimpses of orcs and humans fighting, and only breif did he see the faces of each. A Halfling was wielding a powerful sword, and attacking the orcs.
When he finally understood these were movement people, he reached for his wand, only to be attacked by Fallvictor. Nilo didnt attack first; It was fallvictor.
Nilo quickly pulled out his wand, blood gushing from two cut wounds from Fallvictor, and he quickly gave it a jab into Derinoar, making him freeze. Nilo tried to push his way out, but was unsuccessful.
He stayed in the corner until all was clear, Fallvictor was merely a memory, and the bloodskulls chasing the amazingly strong halfling.
Nilo finally goes up the ladder, noticing they left Val de Guasse behind. He relizses that Val didnt even fight.
Nilo left and followed the bloodskulls into the forest, where they find the halfling, running from the fast orcs. The orcs being too quick for him, the halfling is caught. He turns around, and they stand, towering over him with drool running down their faces, their eyes full of hatred toward him. The halfling falls to the ground, as fallvictor did, as merely a memory.
When he finally understood these were movement people, he reached for his wand, only to be attacked by Fallvictor. Nilo didnt attack first; It was fallvictor.
Nilo quickly pulled out his wand, blood gushing from two cut wounds from Fallvictor, and he quickly gave it a jab into Derinoar, making him freeze. Nilo tried to push his way out, but was unsuccessful.
He stayed in the corner until all was clear, Fallvictor was merely a memory, and the bloodskulls chasing the amazingly strong halfling.
Nilo finally goes up the ladder, noticing they left Val de Guasse behind. He relizses that Val didnt even fight.
Nilo left and followed the bloodskulls into the forest, where they find the halfling, running from the fast orcs. The orcs being too quick for him, the halfling is caught. He turns around, and they stand, towering over him with drool running down their faces, their eyes full of hatred toward him. The halfling falls to the ground, as fallvictor did, as merely a memory.
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Derinoar Stood his lance ready infornt of him, he swung up and back down,he slashed staped and jabed..he weilded his lance skillfully..fighting nothing but air, he was pratice his style..
The battle Flashed in his mind..it was very different than what the little hobbit in the coner saw...In his mind the only reason he had to go to the cross was that stupid wand...had he only knocked form the Hobbbits ahnd he would have stay strong for another battle.
*Flash back*
A man droped down in to a cave of men...
"you may want to get out of here.."
Derinoar went up the ladder and yell for Hanrell to come down..They ready their defense as many voices where heard above them..He knew Blood would be draw and he thought he was ready..but no sooner than the many orcs-and for somereason two unknow people a elf and a man- rushed in He spoted a Hobbit with a wand knowing that in this small of a battle feild, his friends/Movement Bothers would die if the hobbit got a spell off, Fallvictor Jump at the Hobbit he manged to get a slice in then suddenly vines wraped around him and threw him to the floor.He looked up in time to see 4 or 5 figures above him...then the blades came down.
Derinoar Shakes him self out of the day dream..and Grabs his lance.He swings the Lance through out the night...
The battle Flashed in his mind..it was very different than what the little hobbit in the coner saw...In his mind the only reason he had to go to the cross was that stupid wand...had he only knocked form the Hobbbits ahnd he would have stay strong for another battle.
*Flash back*
A man droped down in to a cave of men...
"you may want to get out of here.."
Derinoar went up the ladder and yell for Hanrell to come down..They ready their defense as many voices where heard above them..He knew Blood would be draw and he thought he was ready..but no sooner than the many orcs-and for somereason two unknow people a elf and a man- rushed in He spoted a Hobbit with a wand knowing that in this small of a battle feild, his friends/Movement Bothers would die if the hobbit got a spell off, Fallvictor Jump at the Hobbit he manged to get a slice in then suddenly vines wraped around him and threw him to the floor.He looked up in time to see 4 or 5 figures above him...then the blades came down.
Derinoar Shakes him self out of the day dream..and Grabs his lance.He swings the Lance through out the night...
Willum found his freinds in the movement in a small cave. He ask whats going on Val told him to be still, so he did not speak. Then they saw Orcs jumping down into the cave. Willum drew his lance without fear and charged into the fight. Yet they were over run Willum noticed this and saw his freinds dying and runing from the battle. So he to tried but could not get out of the cave for he was blocked so he stayed and fought untill the orc that he was fighting backed off. Willum climbed up the ladder as fast as he could and ran into the forest. Yet only to be chased and then paralized by the hobbit named Nilo and Orcs. They hack him to peices. Willum has blessed by the gods to ruturn to this world and so he did. Willum saw three figures that he remembered from the fight they were and Orc, Human, and an Elf. They wanted to put Willum under arrest but Willum fought and was over come so he threw his lance to the ground and surendered. Just when they were about to blind fold him he ran to his depot and pulled out his Fire sword and yelled Hor Honer and my friends!!!!He fought with all his might yet another or came and his fate was destined. Willum was again hacked to peices. He this time asked for the gods to forgive his persuwers for they had fought for what they believed in as he did