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| Dark Silhouette Posts: 132/147 |
"Wait..."
*Jabez listened closely, the silence was deafening, but he knew there was sumthin in their presence...* "Maros....they will not give away their position even if they know they are found." *Jabez ran his 3 arrows through the dirt, gathering mud....he covered them with leaves and slung tha arrows back into place. Pulled the Bow string and let them fly, surely, if there was anyone near, the mud and leaves would scatter when the arrows hit the nearby trees, attaching to them, and allowing them to see the movements better (ex. breathing)* | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Jobes Posts: 305/453 |
Jobes pulled out his axe and was waiting to be attacked. He searched the near by trees but couldn't spot anyone. He stood at the ready with the wind starting to pick up blowing his long brown hair and his black cape.
"Ah, So when will this foe show himself? I would like to meet this creature of the night that knows how to stalk people unlike the rest of them." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Dark Silhouette Posts: 131/147 |
OOC: right now, its in the night.
BIC: *Jabez treaded silently, his footsteps lightly crunching against the soft leaves on the ground. But....something was wrong...he kept looking at his foot as he walked...something was not right. Finally, he commanded the rest of the Nomads to stop walking. Jabez however, continued to walk....as he strided, he looked at his feet and suddenly... ...he stopped.... ....... .....and extra footstep... Now Jabez knew, they were being followed, this footstep, however carefully it was taken, had been heard just barely by Jabez, something was following their footsteps as to not seem conspicuous...but this 'thing' couldn't have been traveling on the ground. The sound was very faint and sounded like.... ....it came from above...* "No one move....we have company..." *Jabez laced his bow with three arrows and began straining his eyes against the darkness peering for any movement or irregularities in the trees above...* | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Evo Posts: 189/871 |
Name: Evali Frayer
Age: 21 Tribe: Maros *Evali stood in a small clearing, watching as Al-Mortisea bounded off back towards the village. She shook her head, her yellow eyes glowing almost amber. She followed swiftly after him, more careful where she placed her weight, making sure not to give away her position to any Nomads that might be listening for heavy footfalls. She neared the edge of the forest and found a small woodfall to stand near. She sharpened her claws carelessly and waited. Eva looked to her left and noticed Al-Mortisea creeping up. She hesitated, waiting to see if any others from her clan were ready to show. Ready to fight. Banning together would be the wisest thing to do. Feed the tribe. Group kill. Less probability of death. Wait. For the others. Her eyes flashed with excitement as her heart began to pound harder in her chest. She smiled and spoke in a whisper to no Nomad in particular.* I'm ready... are you? OOC: Hey, is this currently during the day, like are the werevolves in human form or in wolf form? Also, I may have to drop out as I'm travelling, just about to start college, and job-hunting. I will be on in the evenings and try to post at least once a day when I can! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| DarkGuardian Posts: 184/219 |
Name: Al-Mortisea
Age: 23 Tribe: Maros *From the branch of a tree Al-Mortisea watched as the town was ravaged by his fellow brothers, he grinned as he saw the nomads running around trying to save the humans. Satisfied at the carnage he jumped from one tree to the next till he was deep in the forest.* *When he landed on the ground another werewolf of his clan ran up to him < MisturMoogle |
Posts: 199/327 "This is true, we must flee for now..."
| Lancel took in one last sight at the town being reduced to blood and rumble as bodies began to litter the streets. He turned and took off into a sprint heading down the path that lead into the woods. There were a fwe members of the town fleeing into the woods ahead of the nomads. Lancel looked back and made sure the other 2 nomads were hot on his trail. Seeing that they were he turned back forward and continues the sprint into the dark forest. "We have to get these people a safe place to stay as well before we find shelter." He yelled to the 2 behind him. As the 3 continued to run. Dark Silhouette |
Posts: 113/147 *Jabez looked at the beast with both disgust and worriness*
| "This isnt going to be easy, that werewolf simply killed that child without remorse. Without any hesitance. Thank you Lancel, I agree we must get out of here." Jabez ran towards the tavern which was not far and grabbed the handle... locked... He knocked on many doors pleading for a place to stay... no answer... it was as if this place suddenly transformed into a ghosttown. Jabez looked around curiously and found a small path leading into the woods. Growls began forming from every corner. It seemed the others knew there was food nearby. Shadows that overtook homes became apparent from the distance. The werewolves were approaching.* "We have no time, we've got to take the path into the woods, there we may stay the night. Out here is certain death." *The four werewolves began ravaging the city, from small houses to taverns. It was almost as if they knew one of their own had passed. Houses' roofs were torn open and people, screaming at the top of their lungs in terror, were picked out and eaten like a child would do with a bag of sweets. Many fled into the woods. Many more were killed as the massacre continued, making the night feared by all, as fountains of blood decorated the night sky.* "There is nothing we can do now, we are outnumbered....we have to go to the woods..." MisturMoogle |
Posts: 184/327 From a nearby tree Lancel leaped out with his Scimitar pointing straight down at the wereolf as heran right under Lancel. Lancel landed on his back and dug the blade into the werewolfs, fur and flesh right on the back of his neck. Blood and howls of pain cam forth from the werewolf as it flung widly trying to get Lancel off. He hung on tight. He puled out the bladed and jumped off the right side of the beast with a sideways barrel roll and but the beast again before landing and dashing off ahead of it to where the other nomad who has knocked down laid on the ground. He quickly helped him up.
| "It shouldn't last to much longer now... Lets finish it off" He looked at the other two nomads and pulled out his bow and latched an arrow on to the string and pulled it back to the side of his face. The other 2 did the same, with a **whisp** sound the three nomads let loose sending the arrows cutting through the nights air and struck the best in the chest making more blood pour out. The beast staggered a moment and took a few more steps towards the men before finally clasping on the ground. It's breathing slowed and finally stopped. "He turned towards the men, my name Is Lancel. We should inform the city watch about this mess and let them clean it up. When need to head indoors before it gets to late." He held his bow in his left hand and kept his eyes on the 2 men, as the moon now casted a shadow over him wraping him in darkness Scimitar: 23 uses left Bow: 49 uses left Dark Silhouette |
Posts: 109/147 *Jabez continued looking at the enormous behemoth. He slowly went for his arrow to place in the bow. He pulled the wire and got ready to fire. The werewolf was obvious a Feros. No smarts, just a lust to eat. It continued looking at Jabez and as if he couldnt see the weapon at all, rushed straight for him. Jabez let the arrow fly, peircing its right eye. Blood gushed out as the half-blinded monster growled in pain. It swung dangerously towards the direction of Jabez, He leaped in the air spinning around in a circular motion. Pulling out his staff and completing his spin, landed a clear blow dierctly on top of the head of the werewolf. Causing a nasty...*
| CRRRRAAAAAAAAACK! *The staff had broke in half from the impact, leaving in the hands of Jabez only half of the staff. The werewolf, though now badly hurt, landed a clear hit on the chest of Jabez with its fist, flying him across the field into a tree which the impact made half of the leaves shake off and fall, an indent on the trunk of the tree. The werewolf, with what could now be classified as a terrible headache by the way it clutched its head with one hand, ran for Jabez to finished the job.* "JOBES!!!!" Jobes |
Posts: 299/453 Jobes pulled out his axe and stood in the shadow waiting for the beast to make a move towards Jabez. Even if an animal could see well in the dark it couldn't sense Jobes.
| "Don't make any sudden moves. I have you covered just get it to attack first." Dark Silhouette |
Posts: 107/147 "I suppose"
| Quickly, nighttime fell. The villagers all scrambled to their houses, many of the homeless panicking that they had no where to live. Cries came from many homes, one in particular caught his attention.* "But mommy, Yusef is out there! HE'S OUT THERE!" A small girl... "There's nothing we can do...oh God...OH GOD!" A crying mother... *In the distance, there could be heard a cry of little child, and a low, mumbling growl.* "Looks like we've found the child, plus a werewolf bonus. We can't afford to waste time, we'll look for Lancel later...you know what we got to do." *Jabez rushed to the area, not too far, Jobes could easily follow...but the sight was terrifiying...on the ground lied a small boy, bloodied chest and torn esophagus. Blood sprayed everywhere from his throat. He was killed only moments ago. But what he saw next was even more fearful. A huge beast, about the size of a to houses on top of each other, and the width of 3 men. The beast breathed in deeply, his huge chest rising, he turned his blank eyes towards Jabez, face smothered in blood, with a head the size of a treasure chest.* Jobes |
Posts: 298/453 Jobes turns to the elderly man and ponders about what to buy.
| "Alright I will take three pieces of food and and a wrap." Jobes walks back to the table where he sat at and took his black leather cowboy style hat from the table and finished the rest of his drink. He followed after Jabez. "There are rumors that another Nomad lives in this area. I believe his name is Lancel. We should find him and then go out hunting." Dark Silhouette |
Posts: 104/147 "If it is your will, i do not mind."
| *Meanwhile, the elderly old man, which was now growing bitterly impatient from being ignored, limped over to the nomads in a rather angry tone.* "Will you buy something or not?" *Jabez laughs at the senile old man and walks out, before leaving, he says one more thing to Jobes, whit his back still facing towards the door.* "Hurry up with your shopping. We got work to do." Jobes |
Posts: 297/453 Jobes watches the man and studies him for a second and decides to walk over to him.
| "Hello. My name is Jobes. I hear you are interested in werewolves. Well that is why I am here also. Maybe we should team up and hunt them together." When Jobes was talking to the strange man, his face was still being covered by his cape. Jobes pushes the hood down and revealing his face that had a scar that runs down his right cheek. Dark Silhouette |
Posts: 102/147 *An elderly man in dirty rags walks quietly next to Jobes. An eerie smile on his face while clutching a rather large bar beneath his cloak.*
| "Welcome stranger, I am a trader, I come from far countries and exotic locations to bring you fine gifts which are very valuable and rare." Wraps (For Wounds)---50 Nuggets Bow & Arrow Replacements---125 Nuggets Bow & Arrow Upgrade (Lucifer Cross-Bow) ---600 Nuggets Food ---1st time free...afterwards 5 Nuggets Armor Lvl. 1 (Cisero = +20 Armor)----200 Nuggets *Just then, a man is thrusted through the doors of the tavern. flying at a great speed towards the wall, and, CRACK! leaving a huge indent as the man slides off the wall and slumps to the ground. Jabez steps in, looking angrily at the man who was just flung through. Many natives gather around him and congratulate him for a job well done. They pay him 100 Nuggets.* "Im here only for the werewolves, I have business to attend with them." OOC: every starts with 100 Nuggets, afterwards you must defeat or sell your items for more money. Hint: Think real while selling and buying, what would you do if prices were...*ahem* high... Jobes |
Posts: 293/453 NAME: Jobes
| AGE: 23 WEAPONRY: Bow and Arrow & Axe Nomad Jobes sits in the tavern in town wearing his black cape that covers his long brown hair and hides his blow eyes and his fair complextion. *Tavern holds a trader* MisturMoogle |
Posts: 175/327 Name: Lancel
| Age: 23 Weapons:: Bow And Arrow & Scimitar Nomad Dark Silhouette |
Posts: 96/147 A small desolate village stands in the midst of a thick fog. Very few have seen this village. Even fewer have lived to return. This village appears on no map, no globe, which adds to the question of "does this place even EXIST?"...
| A crack... A twig breaks off in the forest, The children nearby pause as they look towards the seemingly endless trees. The essence of night haunts this area, even on the brightest of days. The fog is disturbed by a wind, and a small leaf is pushed inches from its resting grounds into the distance. The children continue looking. Another crack... This one louder than the first. Whatever was making these sounds were approaching, almost as if by amateur stealth. Crawling through the woods as if not to make a noise. But failing terribly... crack....crack.....crack....CRACK!.....RFFFFFT! The noise-maker rushes through the bushes. The children, petrified in their state, fall on their backs with tears in eyes, screaming a pitch beyond that of a sopranos. A song of help, A song of fear. A song of death. --------------------- A group of young nomads cross by this village. Considering their habitual styles of moving, they decide to pass the night in this village. Little do they know there is no escape for what is in store. There are 2 groups, WEREWOLVES and NOMAD, the WEREWOLVES are split into 3 tribes, FERA, which is the ferocious, violent, blood-thirsty tribe, MAROS, which are the more intellegent, and SUTLE, which are the peaceful ones. NAME: AGE: TRIBE: (For Werewolves) (YOU MUST STATE NOMAD IF YOU ARE NOT WEREWOLF) WEAPONRY: (For Nomads, choice of two) WEAPONS: (This is not a story based on modern time, so the weapons are not, guns, bombs, etc.) SCIMITAR: A long, curved blade, very quick and great for ATTACK, must be sharpened at the BLACKSMITH after every 25 times using it. Payment is mandatory STAFF: Nice for DEFENSE, but as it is only a stick, must be replaced often. BOW AND ARROWS: Great for ACCURACY, and the reload time is perfect. Though after 50 times usage, the thread wears out. Can be repaired by a TRADER, payment is mandatory. MACE: Very agile, and nice for STRENGTH. Though it is very heavy, it can delIver quite a blow. Must be repaired after every 10 uses. Payment is mandatory. AXE: Durable and reliable. can knock out trees in a single sweep. Must be sharpened every 20 times used. Payment is mandatory. REMEMBER: use your HEAD! this is more than just go around, Kill. or be killed. Go into town, buy things. Save people for money from Manual enemies (controlled by me) its a race for riches AND life. Be the first to pop up for ANY opportunity seen. Weapons can be upgraded at stores. THE STORE MECHANISM: Simply go into a store (make up one) in the village and explain its looks and wait, I will be the clerk, blacksmith, etc. Also, random times, I will throw in Manual enemies, capture them, or kill, and be rewarded, sell old weapons for new ones (i will make a list when you explain a store) Werewolves must be killed Nomads remember. Werewolves must continue to feed, remember this werewolves. (HOPING I GET ALOT OF PEOPLE, THE MORE THE MERRIER) -------------------------------------------------------- NAME: Jabez AGE: 17 WEAPONRY: Bow And Arrow & Staff NOMAD |
