Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 0:15:39 GMT -5
((OOC: Followers of dreams is disbanded.))
Roy sat in the town square of a small elven village, "Silverfall", gazing into a crystal ball. Something he was slowly getting used to.
Seer, will I meet the man of my dreams?
A slim elven woman, with long blonde hair was asking Roy another of the many questions he had heard that day. He looked into the Crystal ball, and replied to her.
"....yes. He's been pining after you for a while. I can't tell you his name, but he IS looking at you right now."
ORAAAAA!
"Grenchka? Well, I've got to go spar with an old friend now. Good luck, miss."
Roy walked through the village, seeing smiles on thier faces. They were all allies of Inoa, and they knew that Roy was here to trin his mind, to prepare to help Inoa. He would be sparring today with Grenchka's warriors. The "Chadnak" of the Silverfall Orcish tribes, Grenchka, was an old friend of Roy's. They knew eachother from childhood, and had an innate respect for one another.
Grenchka spoke in the harsh, orcish tounge as she spoke to Roy.
Roy! You have arrived to spar, I take it? Stonewater is eager to test your skills!
"Well, it's great to see you all. I suppose the "No Shirts" rule still stands?"
The looks of anticipatoin, and bare-chested orcish men, told him everything he needed to know. He removed his blue jacket, his white shirt, and his chest protector, but kept his gloves and boots on. He never removed his gloves in public, for any reason.
His chest and back were covered in scars, long, jagged lines across his back, and a jagged scar that ran from his left shoulder to the right side of his abdomen.
"Who's first?", Roy said, going back to english. Speaking orcish was hard for him, due to him not having tusks. Four of them stepped forth, and Roy laughed. They were using warhammers?
I am Stonewater. I am honered by this battle, Igna Teo.
Igna Teo meant "Flaming Wind" in orcish, the toung most of his spells came from. Roy took stance and waited, a smug little smirk on his face. Knight would be arriving any moment, and would see this. What would he think?
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 1:06:06 GMT -5
Tristan had asked for Roy's help with some basic wind magic. He needed all of the elements to be a better hunter. The man was mainly fire element, and had hardly of the others. There was one insanely strong attack that was a lightning elemental but the side effects were unacceptable.
The hunter had left babylos on his black dragon and was flying toward Ireland at top speed. Normally he would have had Igneus teleport there, but he had never been to this particular place to have a reference point. Should have had the elf give you one.... Igneus said mentally. [Yea yea shut up.] Was the reply.
A couple of hours later, the airborne pair were over the designated villiage. Igneus let out a roar as he decended. Tristan stood on the dragons back about two hundred feet from the ground and waited. Wait for it...Wait for it...Now. Igneus pulled up hard and Tristan dove. The crusnik was a black bullet heading straight for the earth. Using what little wind he knew, he flipped himself around and landed on his feet in a half crouched position.
The impact point had a foot deep dent in it that was two feet in radius. The soft, dry dirt he had landed on kicked up a huge dust pile that slowly settled to reveal the man who was now walking out of the small crater, his right eye over shadowed with light behind his dark orange sunglasses. The pillar of a man stood at six foot three as his eyes scanned around for Roy. Tristan, having found his friend not too far off, turned in that direction as Igneus floated down lazily in wide circles.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 1:26:39 GMT -5
Eyaaaaah!
A warhammer came at Roy, who jumped straight up, and landed on it, using it's lateral motion to lend himself momentum. He used the momentum to kick off of Stonewater's head, and come down on another orc, taking him out of the fight.
Stonewater advanced on Roy again, attemting to hit him with a roundhouse kick, when Roy took to the air on his own, and planted both boots on top of his head, jumping off hard, and bringing his left foot down in an axe-kick on Stonewater's head.
Alright! We concede, Roy!
Roy slipped his shirt, coat, and chest plate back on, laughing. He diddn't see Grench anywhere, though.
"Hey, Grench? Where'd you go?"
She left to investigate an impact in the village. A very tall man, of some sort.
"Hmm....Knight must have arrived. Dammnit, I hope they remembered me telling them that he would....Drop In..."
------------------------------Misadventures of Grenchka!---------------
Grenchka stood in front of the man who had just landed, her chest eye level with his face. She was scantily clad, even as orcs go, in what ammounted to little more than a loincloth and revealing top.
You're a tall one. You doing anything tonight?
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 1:36:08 GMT -5
Tristan blinked at the...green...woman...thing, infront of him. She made some half off comment along with a question to which he responded: "Uhh...Yea." A simple statement before he crouched low and vaulted himself high into the air in the general direction of Roy.
His coat blew feircly with the speed of the take off. He was beginning to think he was better off jumping in a fight than running. He directed himself as best he could in the elf's direction and landed infront of him with a thud. "I don't even wanna know what that was about...Well, I'm here." He said, Igneus floating down near the crusnik. A large ball of fire errupted from the dragon before he appeared in his tiny familiar form and hovered down to Tristan's right shoulder.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
Posts: 343
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 2:08:14 GMT -5
"You must have met Grenchka. She's....she's new in these parts. She's an old friend of mine who has a...thing.....for tall humans."
Roy had seen it on accident, and was laughing.
"I could have warned you with a vision, but that would have scared the hell out of you mid-flight."
Roy reached into a small leather backpack he had set next to a nearby tree, and pulled out a book that said "Teo" on the front.
"This is the book I learned wind magic from. It's written in Orcish, so it's going to be a learning expiriance. Grenchka can teach you the language, like she taught me."
Surely, Knight wouldn't like this little developement.
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 2:24:03 GMT -5
"...Probably." He said to the statement about that scaring the shit out of him mid flight. He took the book and frowned at the prospect of being tutored by...that. Tristan opened the book and flipped throught it. "Why does this look familiar?...I know I've seen something like this before." He continued through the pages, sounding off the occasional odd word in english.
"Yea...I can manage." His main thoughts about learning from the thing he had just lept away from consisted of 'Oh hell no.' and 'I'd rather go through the vampire wars.' "Most of these look like verbal spells...or the ones I can make out any way. Having to say a spell will slow me down." He commented with a slight frown.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
Posts: 343
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 2:29:19 GMT -5
Hah! You're no Chadnak yet. You start with verbal spells, and within two moons, you will be manipulating elements like a true Chadnak!
She hld out her hand, her large, green hand, and a small whirlwind appeared in it. She balanced it on one finger, and flipped it between hr fingers, and then threw it at Roy.
Roy flew back several feet, only anchored by the heavy spears he was wearing. A plain Iron retractable spear on his belt, and a holy, black spear on his back. Each spear weighed over 30 pounds, so he was weighted down rather nicely.
"Right, I think I can teach you a basic spell. From there, just manipulate the wind until you can do so without the spell. How does that sound, Knight?"
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 2:35:27 GMT -5
"You better not mean two months when you say 'two moons'" He said, shutting the book with a dull thud. Most of the time 'two moons' meant two full moons, or two new moons, indicating two months. And two months was too long to bother with. He walked over to Roy, staying away from whats her face.
He held the book under his arm in his armored hand. "So...whats this spell then?" He asked the elf, still annoyed at the fact that he would have to start off with verbal spells. You could tell he didn't like to talk much.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
Posts: 343
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 2:45:50 GMT -5
"By two moons, she means "Two times the moon shows its face". Two days, at the most."
Roy stretched his arms, and said "I haven't used this spell in a while, so forgive me if I'm rusty."
Roy walked to the middle of the town square, as Stonewater cleared it, and focused his mana into his arms.
"First, focus yuor mana into your arms, and then your fists. Open your palms...and.....TEOLUS!"
The wind suddenly picked up, and a large whirlwind appeared, dwarfing even Grenchka in size. It was fully twenty feet high, and was kicking up enough dust to tear the flesh from a creature's bones.
"ABATE!"
It vanished suddenly, the dust vanishing along with it.
"There, that's not so hard, is it?"
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 3:03:27 GMT -5
Tristan watched the whirlwind form. The speeds of the wind created a vortex and kicked up all sorts of debris. When the wind stopped there was a pile of dust where it had been. "Not bad..." He said to Roy, then stepped forward, holding up his left hand slightly. The hunter focused his energy and felt it rise in pressure in his armored fist. "Teolus." He said at a normal volume.
A vortex a little over half the size of Roy's erected itsself where the elf's was. "Interesting." He said, admiring his own work. Tristan's thoughts went a bit astray and went back to his main element, fire. A glint of orange light showed up in the middle of the vortex and soon engulfed the entire thing, making a massive flaming twister. "...Damn." He said before cutting off his power with a raised eyebrow.
The sand that had caught up in the firery twister had melted in the high heat. There was now a pillar of shining glass sitting in the middle of the villiage that looked like it would collapse in on itself, fall over, and stay in one peice all at the same time. That raised eyebrow went even higher on Tristan's face as he stared at his creation.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
Posts: 343
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 3:17:43 GMT -5
"Impressive."
Roy omly jad the one word to say, as Hrench suddenly ran toward the pillar of glass. He grinned as she did so, waiting for the spectacle that was about to take place.
ORAAAA!
With the standard war-cry, she gave the pillar a running kick, shattering it, sending gigantic shards of broken glass evrywhere.
Ilka Tuk Tak!
Lightning, fire, and knife-sharp wedges of wind began to cut through the glass, until every last piece was gone. As she walked away from the site of hte spectical, she gave Knight a wink.
"Y'know, you MIGHT want to stay away from her...."
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 3:30:15 GMT -5
He looked on at the pointless display of magic. "I've wanted to stay away from her since I got here." He said, shaking his head. "So...Whats next?" He asked taking another step toward Roy. This 'Teolus' was nice and all, but it was still a verbal spell. When he could do it without moving his mouth he'd be happy.
"Ya know....That just gave me an idea. I don't think I can do it yet, but I got an idea." He said, half to himself, half to the pole laden boy. And an idea he had. If he could make a flaming twister like that, and there were ways to control air pressure, he could make explosions happen on command, almost any where there was air. The prospect intruiged him and that would definitly be something to work on.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
Posts: 343
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 14:11:24 GMT -5
"Hmmm....well, the way you manipulate the elements is the same as casting the spell. Just say the incantation in yuor mind, nstead of with your mouth."
Roy looked back over to the town square, where many people had gathered, from news of a Seer.
"I've got to get back to my Crystal Ball for now. Good luck, Knight."
Roy walked back to the table he had sat at before, and saw people pulling out wallets, and said, "Hey, I do this for free, put the money away."
Cheers rang out, and he smiled. People actually liked him. This was new to him. A woman walked up, and said:
My brother died a year ago....I wish to know if he is at peace. Can you help me, Oh Generous Seer?
Roy gazed into the crystal sphere, his eyes slowly gaining a white glow, iluminating his slgihtly handsome face, and he spoke.
"Yes. He is at peace, and watching over you. His soul is guiding you, with all that you do."
She smiled, and thanked him, wakling away. Roy smiled as well. He truly enjoyed helping people.
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Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Nov 26, 2006 15:00:57 GMT -5
Tristan raised his eyebrow again. Even thinking the spell would slow him down, but he did do it with his fire spitting. Despite being proficient in fire element, he was only an apprentice as the academy went so he had time so improve. "Right...Well then." He looked around. One of the orges was keeping whats her face busy and that was fine by him.
"I guess I just do this my self." He said, holding his left hand palm up. He said the word in his mind and a tiny vortex showed up in his hand. The hunter walked around with it, letting his mind get used to the usage of energy for air magic without focusing on it.
It fluctuated in size and general shape, even dissapeared a few times when Tristan got distracted by something out of the ordinary...besides a shit load of elves and green giants running around. After a while he got bored with the small town and just letting his mind screw around with the spell alone. He went to a clearing just outside the villiage and focused on one particular tree. "Teolus." He said, holding up his armored hands.
A huge whirlwind kicked up around the tree along with dust and things that were pulled from the branches. He let it sit like that, cloudy enough to not be able to see what was happening, for about two minutes. The hunter then cut off his power to reveal a pile of sawdust...nothing more. "Holy shit." He said aloud, staring at the remains. "This...is gonna be fun."
Another half hour later, there were several piles of sawdust and a handfull of felled trees. "Ah...new magic...gotta love it." He had developed a new spell: Kamataichi or sickling winds. The wind element compressed and became blades of solid air.
Tristan focused his power once again with a new idea that tied in with the one he'd had before. "Kamataichi!" He shouted, forming three huge blades of air. They spun around and found their target, a particularly thick tree that looked to be an oak. The first two made huge slashes almost half way through the tree. Tristan held off the third until the two had done their damage.
The third shot forward from an unconscious command and the hunter ignited the blade as it went to where the first blade and the extremely high pressured wind exploded, blowing what remained of the tree apart. "Hahaha!" He laughed with the display. He was getting stronger and stronger by the day. Good ol' Roy.
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Roy Atenwood
Mage
So I'm a grumpy seer? Big deal. You're an idiot.
Posts: 343
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Post by Roy Atenwood on Nov 26, 2006 15:36:10 GMT -5
Impressive. I take it you are a friend of my Nephew, Roy?An elven wonam walked up to where Tristan was, and laughed slightly. She was wearing a long dress, and looked something like Galadriel ( www.tuckborough.net/images/galadriel.jpg ), from the Lord of the Rings movies. She walked up to the tall man, and said: Are you the one he was crossing blades with when his Mind's Eye opened?
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