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Zombie Marco








Since: 03-24-06

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Posted on 09-08-06 11:21 PM Link | Quote
((Well, we never finished our first battle, and since I have ditched that character, I figured I'd open this thread instead of bumping the other.))

Darynia stood in the center of the Roman Collesium, spinning his spear around. He appeared to be a young boy, wearing typical street clothes: jeans, t-shirt, and a light jacket. He wore his long white hair loosely tied back.

He tossed the spear into the air, catching it in his opposite hand. He was supposed to meet someone here. He didn't really know why, but he allways was in the mood for a good duel. He hoped the man showed up soon.
Dirk Ralthar

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Since: 07-18-06
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Posted on 09-09-06 12:05 AM Link | Quote
*(The return of ANYNDIR!!! YAY!!) A man wearing a lightweight chain shirt strides through one of the arches in the collesium. A large green cloak is draped around his shoulders, and the hood hides his face. Black gloves cover his hands and a pair of swords rest at his hips, one set with a ruby in which seem to roar flames of such intensity as to be from the elemental plane of fire itself. The other with a sapphire so blue as to give the impression of extreme cold. Tucked into his leather boots are a pair of daggers, the well crafted mythril hilts glistening in the starlight. His legs and arms are covered in protective leather. With a wave of his hand, numerous glowing balls of flame appear out of nowhere, floating above the battlefield. He reaches up and pulls down the hood of his cloak, letting his snow white hair fall down his back. He tucks a few loose strands behind his pointed ears as his eyes fall on Darynia. One of his eyes is the same shade of blue as the sapphire in his sword, his other eye as red as the ruby in the other. Of particular note, is his skin, which is an obsidian black, marking him as a dark elf, a Drow. He slowly pulls his swords from their sheaths, and he looks at the sword with the sapphire, the blade so cold as to have air freeze instantly upon it, a soft blue glow radiates from it. The other throws yet more light on the area, a sheet of flame lifting off of it. He regards the cold sword for a moment.*

I understand your concern Anarinal. *He says to the sword.* But this is the only way to return home... I wish there was another.

*The sword seems to pulse with energy, then the glow fades slightly, the cold seeming less potent. He looks to the other sword.*

I don't ask you to help me with this Jernalin, you may lie dormant for the time if you wish... I don't want this any more than the two of you.

*Another moment passes, then the flames seem to die down some. Anyndir looks back to Darynia.*

I am sorry for this, but this is the only way to return to my home. Your death will open the door back to my world. I needed you here for this is were the gate opened, and I must be near it for me to return. I ask that you forgive me for this.

*Anyndir dashes torward Darynia, his swords poised to strike and defend.*


EDIT: OOC: the swords are sentient, so he is quite literally talking to them.


(Last edited by Dirk Ralthar on 09-09-06 03:06 AM)
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Zombie Marco








Since: 03-24-06

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Posted on 09-09-06 12:43 AM Link | Quote
((yeah, I figured that.))

Darynia sighed. This man took life too seriously. Darynia, he just took lives. As the man charged at him, Darynia placed the butt of his spear on the ground, and released it. The spear remained standing. Right before Anyndir hit, he leaped into the air, landing behind him, his spear somehow back in his hand. He spoke to his attacker,

"Well if you're looking to return home, then killing me won't solve your problem," He laughed at the concept, someone killing him for a change, "But if you think it will help, then be my guest."
Dirk Ralthar

Thief








Since: 07-18-06
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Posted on 09-09-06 12:51 AM Link | Quote
*With all of the balance of an experienced swordsman, Anyndir abruply reverses his momentum, his right sword lashing back as he spins, aiming for Darynia's gut.*

The seer was right... you are more than you seem for one so young. Already mastered teleportation magiks.
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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 09-09-06 01:23 AM Link | Quote
Darynia spun his spear bringing it up to block the sword, blade pointing down.

"Young? Well that just shows how little you know about me. Maybe it's this form that you recognize."

He brought the spear end up, using the momentum to carry himself into another backflip.

"Well if you misunderstand who I am, maybe this form will suit you better."

In the blink of an eye Darynia had become a large man, well over six feet high, with muscles bulging out of his muscle shirt.
Dirk Ralthar

Thief








Since: 07-18-06
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Posted on 09-09-06 01:39 AM Link | Quote
*Anyndir lets out a slight chuckle.*

Polymorphing as well... interesting.

*Anyndir leaps forward, his hands a blur as he launches an assault. It is a series of slashes and thrusts.*
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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 09-09-06 02:08 AM Link | Quote
Darynia brings up his spear, blocking all of Anyndir's slashes. He locked his spear with Anyndir's sword,

"Well this proves that you have no clue who I am. Well then I will tell you. I am Darynia, Lord of Death, Reaper of Souls, Guardian of the Realm of Spirits."
Dirk Ralthar

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Posted on 09-09-06 02:15 AM Link | Quote
Really, then you should know me... I've passed through there before.

*Anyndir slashes the other sword in a swipe across, parallel to Darynia's spear.*

And you should pay more attention to your enemies weapons.
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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 09-09-06 02:39 AM Link | Quote
Daryniah shoots his hand out, grabbing the blade, his hand enshrouded in a black glow.

"This is quite pathetic. I was hoping for a somewhat satisfying battle."
Dirk Ralthar

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Posted on 09-10-06 02:01 AM Link | Quote
This is only the beining of what I am capable of.

*Anyndir wrenches his sword out of Darynia's grasp, and leaps back. Whirling the blades in defensive circles as he puts a few paces between him and his enemy.*

I have slain the avatars of gods, beings with far more power than you can ever imagine. Now stop trying to toy with me, and show me what you can do.
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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 09-10-06 02:33 AM Link | Quote
Darynia chuckled, dissapated his spear, and floated into the air.

"I find the living so amusing, well if you wish to see my true power."

He dropped to the ground, his fist connecting with the dirt ground. The earth began to rumble, and a large black pillar of energy erupted underneath Anyydir.
Dirk Ralthar

Thief








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Posted on 09-10-06 10:54 PM Link | Quote
*Anyndir performs a Shundo-Jutsu, a ninja technique he learned during his time in our world. Having not quite perfected the technique though, he leaves an after image that is inveloped in the pillar of darkness. Outside the pillar, another image of him appears, tripping over a poorly placed stone, he falls to the ground, using his momentum to roll back to his feet. He shakes himself, the dust falling to the gound.*
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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 09-14-06 12:15 AM Link | Quote
Darynia clenches his fist, feeling the energy between his fingers, and leaps back into the air. A net of energy is pulled up from under the ground of the whole collesium. Contact with the net, while not very damaging, causes large amounts of shocking pain. Fun.
Dirk Ralthar

Thief








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Posted on 09-17-06 04:39 PM Link | Quote
*Anyndir has no time to react to the net that rises from the ground. The bars strike his arms as they rise up, surges of pain flaring in his arms. The suddeness of it catches him off guard, and he drops to his knees crying out in agony. A second later, he starts to regain control of his body through sheer force of will. He glares at Darynia, anger surpassing anything Darynia has ever seen rage behind them.*

Anarinal, Jernalin!

*The blades flare to life, with more power than they had when he first entered the massive arena. He slases up and cleaves through the power of the net, the holy power from his god coarsing through the blades. The net falls apart as the holy and unholy powers mix. He stands back up, and throws the flaming sword straight at Darynia's heart, guided by his god, it is not likely to miss.*
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Zombie Marco








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Posted on 09-22-06 12:32 AM Link | Quote
As the sword sails towards Darynia, he brings up the strands of the energy that he had grasped between his fingers. The strands wrapped around the sword. He used the momentum, and swung around several times before releasing the strands. The entangled sword sailed back towards Anydir. If he made contact with the sword the remaining strands of energy would seek out his life sign and wrap around him.
Dirk Ralthar

Thief








Since: 07-18-06
From: Malthar

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Posted on 09-22-06 01:15 AM Link | Quote
OOC: I determine Magic Resistance by coin flip... heads I resist it, Tails I don't. And the flip.... HEADS! YEAH! (You can trust me about this, I took the hit from the searing pain energy net after all... tried to resist that too.)

*The sword sails straight at Anyndir, he twists to the side, his open hand shooting across his body to grab the hilt as it sails past. The magical energies dissipate upon contact with his skin, his innate resistance to magic absorbing the attack rather than him suffering through it.*

Is this the best you can do... Pain and pathetic magics. I am Drow, pain holds no grasp on me, and your magic is not nearly as effective on my people as you seem to think.
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