Recent Posts
These are examples of posts written recently by members of Paranor. You will notice that sometimes at the beginning of an RP, the writer seems to be controlling another character. Usually they are just "recapping" part of the previous RP so that no one is lost about what is happening.
Kilkanon had just sat down to eat when the bells signaling a council meeting were sounded. At first, he contemplated eating first, but a glare from several servants and guards told him that he should go. He arrived just in time to see Talysian and two elf-shaped people he did not know seemingly materialize out of nowhere, but it only took a second or two to recognize the illusion for what it was. Simply a visual representation of them as they participated in the meeting from afar. Nigel continued speaking with those present, and then he turned to those Druids beside him.
"Speak your minds, my friends...nothing needs to be left unsaid."
Kilkanon was unsure if that included the apprentices, but decided to risk a repremand by asking a question that had been nagging at him since hearing of this Druid from the past.
"Why does he seek to destroy Paranor? With an army the size his is rumored to be, couldnt he simply overtake the rest of the four lands and crush us from every side?"
Killian looked at her comrades, knowing they would not leave her side, but knowing that they would have to with what she had planned. She looked at them sadly. "You know what it is I must do..."
Jobie growled. "No! There is always another way! We can fight! We've had worst odds before..."
She put up her hand. "And see my siblings, and relatives fall?! No! Not when I can stop it!"
Garris looked down at the ground, as Jobie struggled with what it was she meant. She touched him on the shoulder, and he looked at her. "Garris, you will live to see another day. Just look at it this way - no more need to travel around with me. No more late nights, cold icy jogs... No more creatures to hunt."
He tried to smile for her, but he failed miserably. "Garris, I love you." She said softly, knowing she meant it. He looked her deep in the eyes, and nodded, stepping back. "I love you too." And then he turned away from her, walking back a few steps and giving her room to be with her life-friend. Jobie was angry, it appeared... but he seemed to know that she would not yeild on this.
"Jobie, you brought me back honor. I thank you for that."
Jobie frowned. "It is your honor that has brought me back." He touched her on the shoulder, and brought it to his own, and then stepped back as well.
"I will need the two of you to make sure all the others are back, and that no one is in front of me. Do you understand? I mean no-one, even if it is Dorik'la or under his orders." They nodded immediately, and walked back even more.
The gate was giving way even more. They would be entering soon. She did not have much time to loose. She smiled softly, looking back one more time at her tribe in farewell, and then turned to face her attackers. Her eyes were already becoming dark - the red leaving to complete blackness. And then she began to chant
"Sir, the eastern parts of our camp have been attacked!" said a gnome runner, bending over to catch his breath. "What is our course of action, sir?"
Turin looked down at the runner, his face cold and impassive. "Take three groups of Gnome hunters, and scour the forests...They must have sent out scouting parties. Double the sentries at all sides, and move them further out and at make them at closer intervals."
Nodding, the Gnome turned and ran off towards the east, passing a large Mwellert on his way. Liguithx moved over to Turin once the Gnome had left, his tounge sticking out from his mouth. "Ssstth...Thatsss two groupsss to attack us this night, Turin...where are Telssek and Elebrin? Should they not have returned to us with the artifactsss by now?" Turin looked at the Mwellert King, his white beard bowing in the breeze as a large rock flew over their heads, flying towards Paranor. "They have not suceeded in their mission...They will be here shortly."
Turin had hardly finished his sentence when Elebrin moved swiftly from the mass before them, the stench of his flesh assaulting their nostrils immeadiately. "Turin...the woman you did not allow me to kill has stopped us. We should never have given Rhaine the chance to escape; she is far more resourceful that we could have predicted."
Turin rounded on Telsek, knowing full well that he was the underlaying reason she had escaped. "Telsek, I will say this once, and once only. They care not for your honor in battle, they do not expect you to play by their rules...whatever honor you had has long since disappeared, and so I expect you to kill most of those Druids. Kill them quickly, do not bother with waiting on them. They will give you no second chances, so you must not give them a first." he turned to the other three with him. "That goes for you three as well. Show no mercy and no remorse, otherwise, it will be your heads I shall stick upon a pike." The three said nothing in return, but gazed off at the citadel in the distance. Through the smoke from the path they burned through the trees, they could see a few fires upon Paranor's battlements.
Their bombardment continued on through the next day, more of Paranor's walls chipping away from the rock and wooden loads shot towards them. Turin smiled as he began to see the trees thinning before Paranor's west rampway, soon his army would be able to march to its gates, and then, Paranor would fall in short order.
The Shadowen-Dwarf thought a moment on the other three thousand soldiers he had demanded from Kern. The soldiers weer part of the Tyrsian Army, and would make for extra fodder for Paranor's defenses. He had already had an extra five Trolls arrive from the north, remnants of the force first assembled by Telsek to destroy Trebleka. Why he needed so many when there was so little to fight, was not because he promised territory or rewards, but because he promised life instead of death, when the lands are under his rule, those loyal to him will command those who stood against him. Of course, once Paranor was destroyed, he would have to tie up loose ends; he had too many people placed in positions of power to get done what he needed, but they were growing more of a nusiance than a good thing. Bardoh would fall next, and then the two overconfident fools in the Borderlands. Everything was still in place for the Dwarf, except for the fact that Rhaine Del~Tessar still lived, and her power was immense when angered; and there was none she hated more than he.