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OOC: Which direction are they going?

((OOC: Back to the base.

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OOC: Death to the evil server monkeys!

IC: They reached the base... or rather, they reached a scene of desolation. Scorched corpses lay around the place. Not a building was left standing.

OOC: Death to the evil server monkeys!

IC: They reached the base... or rather, they reached a scene of desolation. Scorched corpses lay around the place. Not a building was left standing.

"What the hell? What could have done this?" David turns back to Joan, and gets his weapon ready just incase.

"What the hell? What could have done this?" David turns back to Joan, and gets his weapon ready just incase.

"What the hell? What could have done this?" David turns back to Joan, and gets his weapon ready just incase.

Joan wasn't paying attention. She had collapsed on to the ground, tears falling from her face.

David helps her up, and into the forest edge, saying to her softly, "We can't stay out in the open, what ever did that may still be here, and with out all my weapons, I can't kill it." He takes out a small intrenching tool from his back pack, and starts to dig a little hole.

David helps her up, and into the forest edge, saying to her softly, "We can't stay out in the open, what ever did that may still be here, and with out all my weapons, I can't kill it." He takes out a small intrenching tool from his back pack, and starts to dig a little hole.

Sir Haarold Thenet, Director of the Agency for Central Intelligence, was hunting in the forests with one of his most trusted agents, John Pond, and a rookie, Bob Dole II. They were armed with M-540 shoulder-launched rockets. "I say, Pond, look over there." exclaimed Sir Haarold, pointing to a firebird. "Got it." Pond replied, raising the M-540 to his shoulder. Pond fired, and the grenade streaked towards its target. It missed the bird and exploded, blowing the top off of a tree. The hunt was on.

Sir Haarold Thenet, Director of the Agency for Central Intelligence, was hunting in the forests with one of his most trusted agents, John Pond, and a rookie, Bob Dole II. They were armed with M-540 shoulder-launched rockets. "I say, Pond, look over there." exclaimed Sir Haarold, pointing to a firebird. "Got it." Pond replied, raising the M-540 to his shoulder. Pond fired, and the grenade streaked towards its target. It missed the bird and exploded, blowing the top off of a tree. The hunt was on.

Sir Haarold Thenet, Director of the Agency for Central Intelligence, was hunting in the forests with one of his most trusted agents, John Pond, and a rookie, Bob Dole II. They were armed with M-540 shoulder-launched rockets. "I say, Pond, look over there." exclaimed Sir Haarold, pointing to a firebird. "Got it." Pond replied, raising the M-540 to his shoulder. Pond fired, and the grenade streaked towards its target. It missed the bird and exploded, blowing the top off of a tree. The hunt was on.

Several hundred Roanian soldiers appeared out of the trees. "Sir, you are under arrest for firing at a firebird. Anything you say will be used against you in a trial by ordeal."
OOC: People just don't read the fineprint anymore, do they.

David helps her up, and into the forest edge, saying to her softly, "We can't stay out in the open, what ever did that may still be here, and with out all my weapons, I can't kill it." He takes out a small intrenching tool from his back pack, and starts to dig a little hole.

Joan just stands there. All of a sudden, something makes her look down. "Tell me... what do you think made those big, claw-shaped indentions in the ground?"

Sir Haarold Thenet, Director of the Agency for Central Intelligence, was hunting in the forests with one of his most trusted agents, John Pond, and a rookie, Bob Dole II. They were armed with M-540 shoulder-launched rockets. "I say, Pond, look over there." exclaimed Sir Haarold, pointing to a firebird. "Got it." Pond replied, raising the M-540 to his shoulder. Pond fired, and the grenade streaked towards its target. It missed the bird and exploded, blowing the top off of a tree. The hunt was on.

Several hundred Roanian soldiers appeared out of the trees. "Sir, you are under arrest for firing at a firebird. Anything you say will be used against you in a trial by ordeal."
OOC: People just don't read the fineprint anymore, do they.

David helps her up, and into the forest edge, saying to her softly, "We can't stay out in the open, what ever did that may still be here, and with out all my weapons, I can't kill it." He takes out a small intrenching tool from his back pack, and starts to dig a little hole.

Joan just stands there. All of a sudden, something makes her look down. "Tell me... what do you think made those big, claw-shaped indentions in the ground?"

"I don't know, I didn't research any of the animles that we're hunting." He continues to dig the hole, for them to hid in, untill help arrives.

"We are not just going to stand here." Joan says, angrily. "Look around! This was a military base, there must be tonnes of weapons here!" She moves closer, her every movement calculated to be seductive. "If you just want the two of us to be in close proximity, say in that hole, I'll be glad to oblige, later. But these were my friends."

Duke Kern spoke. "Something scared them badly, very badly."

"Aye, that'd be right. And whatever it is, it be most likely to the south."

OOC:Why do dwarves speak in a Scottish accent?


Duke Kern. "Well what ever it is we know one thing, it must be real nasty to scare off those things way, their meaner than Yeti."

OOC:I don't know but it seems that besides tolken and a few others most seem to have them that way.

Duke Kern spoke. "Something scared them badly, very badly."

"Aye, that'd be right. And whatever it is, it be most likely to the south."

OOC:Why do dwarves speak in a Scottish accent?


Duke Kern. "Well what ever it is we know one thing, it must be real nasty to scare off those things way, their meaner than Yeti."

OOC:I don't know but it seems that besides tolken and a few others most seem to have them that way.

David throws down the tool, then gets up and walks over to Joan, "Listen, what ever did this, could certinly kill us, no matter what we had, I could have a rocket launcher, but that wouldn't help us, because they had them here, and it didn't help them." David says, "All we can do is, dig a hole, wait for some one else to come by, and hope."

Duke Kern spoke. "Something scared them badly, very badly."

"Aye, that'd be right. And whatever it is, it be most likely to the south."

OOC:Why do dwarves speak in a Scottish accent?


Duke Kern. "Well what ever it is we know one thing, it must be real nasty to scare off those things way, their meaner than Yeti."

OOC:I don't know but it seems that besides tolken and a few others most seem to have them that way.

"The question is, do we want to ge down to the south, or do we want to go back to base?" A loud roar came from the southern jungles.

David throws down the tool, then gets up and walks over to Joan, "Listen, what ever did this, could certinly kill us, no matter what we had, I could have a rocket launcher, but that wouldn't help us, because they had them here, and it didn't help them." David says, "All we can do is, dig a hole, wait for some one else to come by, and hope."

Joan started to cry, but she nodded and moved forward. "I'll help. It will be a close squeese for us both to fit in that hole, though."

Duke Kern paused then spoke. "Go back to the base and get some reforcements if we can then head south."

"I'm sorry, I know they ment a lot to you, but we can't do any thing right now. After I finish our hole, I'll go and look for surviers." He says as he hugs her, "YOu can help, but I don't have another tool, can you gather some leaves a branches?"

Duke Kern paused then spoke. "Go back to the base and get some reforcements if we can then head south."

Duke Kern paused then spoke. "Go back to the base and get some reforcements if we can then head south."

Duke Kern paused then spoke. "Go back to the base and get some reforcements if we can then head south."

OOC:Bloody server got gremlin problems it seems.

OOC: Damn those gremlins!

Duke Kern paused then spoke. "Go back to the base and get some reforcements if we can then head south."

OOC: Has he ever fought a Tarasque before?

IC: "Aye, that be a wise course of action." They return to the north.

"I'm sorry, I know they ment a lot to you, but we can't do any thing right now. After I finish our hole, I'll go and look for surviers." He says as he hugs her, "YOu can help, but I don't have another tool, can you gather some leaves a branches?"

She smiled and held him for a few seconds. "I'll look around."

David hands her his sword, "Use that to cut the branches." He goes back to digging the hole, as it begains to start to look big enough for both of them.

She walks out of the ruins, whistling to herself.

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1 hour later
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"Here I am, David." She was pulling behind her a large pile of branches.

David looks over the hole, and sees that it is now big enough for both of them, then smiles at Joan, "Good, we need those to cover the top, so if an animal comes around it can't see us, and it'll work for warmth in the night."

Joan smiled. "Well, then shall we?" She jumped into the hole, pulling him in after her. "It's... a bit tight. But," she smiled, "I'm sure we'll manage."

OOC:Lets see Yeti, trolls, Ogres, Dragons, wyverns, hell bears, a few rocs, werewolves, a few demons, goblins, gremlins, a gordan, a sea dragon, that creature in the lock, those rogue giantic wolves in that one country, vampires, a lich, drow and some other creatures but I never heard of a Tarasque before.

Duke Kern reloaded his crossbow as they headed back north... one never knew when he would need it at a moments notice.

Joan smiled. "Well, then shall we?" She jumped into the hole, pulling him in after her. "It's... a bit tight. But," she smiled, "I'm sure we'll manage."He gets into the hole next to her, and pulls the brances over the top, "Yes, we will." He smiles at her.

OOC:Lets see Yeti, trolls, Ogres, Dragons, wyverns, hell bears, a few rocs, werewolves, a few demons, goblins, gremlins, a gordan, a sea dragon, that creature in the lock, those rogue giantic wolves in that one country, vampires, a lich, drow and some other creatures but I never heard of a Tarasque before.

Duke Kern reloaded his crossbow as they headed back north... one never knew when he would need it at a moments notice.

OOC: Looks like this:
http://www.faiences-moustiers.com/images/tarasque-zoom.jpg

IC: Krendall looked around anxiously. No-one knew all of the creatures that dwelt within New Rohan's forests. He had heard tales of creatures that made Dire Wolves look like harmless puppies. "Gryphons and gargoyles and Tarasques, oh my..."

He gets into the hole next to her, and pulls the brances over the top, "Yes, we will." He smiles at her.

Joan inches forward a bit and holds him. Tears are running down her cheeks.

OOC:He hasn't.

Duke Kern spoke. "What is a Tarasque?"

David wips away the tears of Joan, and scoots close to her, "I'm sorry."

OOC:He hasn't.

Duke Kern spoke. "What is a Tarasque?"

Krendall shrugged. "Just a legend. They are meant to be a relative of the dragon, with a spiked turtle shell, that exhales corrosive liquids. Me pa told it to me."

David wips away the tears of Joan, and scoots close to her, "I'm sorry."

"They're... all dead..." She holds him close to her. "My friends... my century..." Joan paused. "I'm scared, David. There were 100 men here..." She kisses him.

David kisses her back, but then breaks away, "Don't be scared, we can hide and waits for reinforcments to come, surely your nation wouln't let 100 men dissapire with out a trace." He takes a small space blanket out of his back pack, that only has room for one and thorws it over Joan.

Duke Kern chuckled with dark humor. "It seems that just about all dragon relations have something nasty about them, like wyverns, the poison in the sting can drop a full grown horse 10 times over in under a minute, its why I had those protection from poison amulets with me, get stung without it and your dead before you knew what hit you."

Duke Kern chuckled with dark humor. "It seems that just about all dragon relations have something nasty about them, like wyverns, the poison in the sting can drop a full grown horse 10 times over in under a minute, its why I had those protection from poison amulets with me, get stung without it and your dead before you knew what hit you."

"Yah, but the wyvern exists, right enoof. But, the Tarasque? He has nae been seen fer a lang time. Ah doubt it exists."

A loud roar could be heard throughout the forest...

David kisses her back, but then breaks away, "Don't be scared, we can hide and waits for reinforcments to come, surely your nation wouln't let 100 men dissapire with out a trace." He takes a small space blanket out of his back pack, that only has room for one and thorws it over Joan.

Joan smiled at that. "Thank you... but... I need someone to hold me..." She blushed at that.

David puts an arm around her, and pulls her close to him, "That better?"

Duke Kern spoke "Thats what I thought about the Gordan before I ran into one. What was that." He was refering both to the sorched smell and the roar.

David puts an arm around her, and pulls her close to him, "That better?"

Joan kissed his forehead. "Much better."

"Good." David wispers, as he gets close to her, "WE should be hidden well enough, from any animels."

Duke Kern spoke "Thats what I thought about the Gordan before I ran into one. What was that." He was refering both to the sorched smell and the roar.

Krendall ran forward. A trail of burned trees lead towards the south. And massive reptilian foot-prints were heading north...

Duke Kern cursed and followed. "Bloody hell, the base."

"Good." David wispers, as he gets close to her, "WE should be hidden well enough, from any animels."

"Good..." She began to fool around idly with some of the buttons on her uniform.

Duke Kern cursed and followed. "Bloody hell, the base."

"Wait, ye fool!" Krendall grabbed him. "Do ye not see? The prints go nerth, but they nae return south! The beast could be anywhere..."

David turns around to see what Joan is doing, "What are you doing?"

Duke Kern nodded. "Should we see if theres anyone or anything left at the base. I doubt it but theres a chance that one or more of the other hunters returned afterwards."

'He looks like he might have the information I need; he certainly seems to think he's important.' thought Veskyr.
"You there! I recieved notice that there's a dire wolf hunt going on. Can you tell me where that is?"

The merchant shook himself, and struck a pose. "I, Darryl Waters, know of all that happens in these isles! A hunter, are you? Well, in that case you'd be wanting transport and weapons to the preserve up north."

"To the north, you say? Many thanks, good sir. Transport and weapons, I can provide for myself."

Spreading his arms slightly, Veskyr rose high above the ground. He rode a wave of n'veir (a form of magical energy, from which he gets many of his powers) north, accelerating until the forest of the preserve came into sight. Then he slowed, preparing to land. He was planning to land in the forest near the camp- but then he saw smoke rising. He changed course and came to rest amidst the ashes, staring at the ruins of the fort.
"What could possibly have done this?" he wondered aloud.

David turns around to see what Joan is doing, "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" She asked, as she finally got them all out of their holes. "Or... would you prefer not to? This could be mine, no, our last night alive."

"To the north, you say? Many thanks, good sir. Transport and weapons, I can provide for myself."

Spreading his arms slightly, Veskyr rose high above the ground. He rode a wave of n'veir (a form of magical energy, from which he gets many of his powers) north, accelerating until the forest of the preserve came into sight. Then he slowed, preparing to land. He was planning to land in the forest near the camp- but then he saw smoke rising. He changed course and came to rest amidst the ashes, staring at the ruins of the fort.
"What could possibly have done this?" he wondered aloud.

A wave of magic came from the distant tower on top of Mount Wolf. "Mageling... come to the tower... I can inform you of what you will face..."

Duke Kern nodded. "Should we see if theres anyone or anything left at the base. I doubt it but theres a chance that one or more of the other hunters returned afterwards."

"Maybe." Kendrall looked up at the rapidly darkening sky. "But, the forests are no place to roam at night. Dire Wolves begin to hunt in earnest when the sun goes down."

Duke Kern nodded gravely. "Yes and if something like this is roaming around, I don't want to think what ever it is down south will stir up at night."

Duke Kern nodded gravely. "Yes and if something like this is roaming around, I don't want to think what ever it is down south will stir up at night."

"Let us set up camp, then. Tis a pity that the mountains of Helm, where me people live, are to the south-east. There, ye'd be welcomed handsomely."

A wolf howled somewhere distant.

Duke Kern replied. "As you would be at my castle in Teritora or at one of my lodges."

Duke Kern replied. "As you would be at my castle in Teritora or at one of my lodges."

Krendall looked up. The howls were getting closer. "They be hunting!" He drew his axe from its sheathe.

Duke Kern nodded and drew his sword and readied it. Holding hell bear spear in his other hand he spoke "Well it seems we be fighting wolves after all."

Kendrall and Kern stand back to back, holding their weapons. Around them, ten dire wolves walk out of the forest. A bizarre intelligence seemed to be controlling their actions.

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As night fell in the jungle, Roy realized that this creature would kill him without a hint of hesitation.

"Idle talk between enemies only postpones the inevitable struggle, so I shall bid you goodbye, Raven. We will meet again." He said, an edge to his voice.

Roy stole though the forest as silently and as quickly as he could. The base would have shelter, he figured, and maybe enough men to take out that thing, whatever it was. It was obviously a massive threat to everyone here, if it really could control nature. After a long while of finding his way through the dense jungle, he came upon a thinner forest, and heard the howls of the wolves piercing the cold night. He drew both his guns and waited.

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As night fell in the jungle, Roy realized that this creature would kill him without a hint of hesitation.

"Idle talk between enemies only postpones the inevitable struggle, so I shall bid you goodbye, Raven. We will meet again." He said, an edge to his voice.

Roy stole though the forest as silently and as quickly as he could. The base would have shelter, he figured, and maybe enough men to take out that thing, whatever it was. It was obviously a massive threat to everyone here, if it really could control nature. After a long while of finding his way through the dense jungle, he came upon a thinner forest, and heard the howls of the wolves piercing the cold night. He drew both his guns and waited.

A loud sound came from nearby. It sounded... like someone wounded. "He-lp... me...

Kendrall and Kern stand back to back, holding their weapons. Around them, ten dire wolves walk out of the forest. A bizarre intelligence seemed to be controlling their actions.

Duke Kern studing the wolves and reading himself spoke. "Well at least we know where they are all. Unless what ever is behind this has more in reserve of course.

"Packs rarely work together. But, whatever is behind this..." He stares at the wolves.

Nothing moves. "Are they waitin for us, do ye ken?"

Duke Kern spoke. "their either waiting for us to drop our guard or their waiting for something else."

Attack them, my pets!

The voice boomed from around the forest. The wolves' eyes glowed green, and then they attacked.

Duke Kern spoke as he speared one of the attacking wolves though the chest and his blade became a blur of motion agaist the attacking wolves. "Well that answers that, question."

Kendrall slices one's head off. "Behind you!"

His confused wanderings began to tire him, as the fast acting poison began to take effect. While it was no longer spreading, it was still in his system. He collapsed.

His last concious vision was of a cloaked figure appearing over him, tsking softly. "This will never do."

OOC: If this is wrong, then I'll change it.

OOC: It's fine.

IC: Fugore couldn't take it anymore. He fell into the peacefulness of unconsciousness, leaving painful reality behind.

When he came to, he was inside a dark room. Getting up, he looked through a window.

The jungle and forests were a long way down...

Fugore attempted to move but recieved ripples of pain throughout the left side of his body for the effort.

"Where am I?"

"You are in Wolf Tower. And the master wishes to see you." An elf walked in, wearing a gray uniform with a blue stone painted on it.

'Mageling is it?' Veskyr thought. 'Well, we shall see about that.... This being, whatever it is, surely knows something of what is going on, though. It should be worth visiting. There's obviously more going on here than a simple overpopulation of dire wolves.'
He paused for a moment, strengthening his shielding and extending his senses, then rose again into the air. As soon as he could see the tower he opened a horizontal Portal below himself, then dropped through and landed lightly on the slope of Mount Wolf. He had selected a location near the tower.
'There's little purpose in attempting stealth. Anything strong enough to sense the ripples from my flight would detect my presence anyway. Perhaps this creature uses a similar form of magic to mine...'
OOC: Think of the n'veir as resembling the surface of a pool of water, except magical instead of physical, and having a lot more than 2 dimensions. Everything, especially magic, creates ripples in the n'veir that can be detected by one who is sensitive to it; those who have the proper training can also use the energy to work magic. The easiest, simplest forms are the creation of more complicated ripples that affect the physical world.

High up in the tower, Merrech idly stretched. His voice echoed down towards Veskyr. "Hello, mageling. If you come up here, than I will tell you what is happening, and what will happen. Stay down there..." A howl rang up from nearby, And you will die.

Veskyr twisted a bit of the n'veir and rose into the air toward the top of the tower- but not as fast as he could. As he approached the unknown speaker, he paid close attention to all his senses, hoping to get some impression of the nature of the being he was about to meet.

What he saw when he reached the top was a surprise. A cloaked figure sat there, a nexus of power whirring around it. "Greetings, mageling. I have been expecting you."

http://www.imerion.net/gfx/mage.jpg

OOC: interesting- red robe with yellow glowing eyes; grey robe with purple glowing eyes.
IC: Veskyr was impressed by the sheer power palpable in the area, and surprised by the cloaked figure. 'Interesting... no human I've seen has eyes like that; what could this creature be?'
However, he did not pause. "Expecting me, you've been?" his harsh voice grated. "I hope I did not keep you waiting too long! May I ask who you are?"

OOC: Alas! I must depart. :( Even Veskyr needs sleep occaisonally; I am only human, and have classes tomorrow as well. I'm not sure when I'll be able to post next; possibly in a bit more than 6 hours, but probably not until sometime Sunday. Perhaps you can put Veskyr in a "guest room" or something so he isn't interfering with the plot while I'm gone ("and then he saw a mysterious figure in a red robe, as well as a second in gray who was, for some inexplicable reason, standing perfectly still..."), or else just ignore him until I'm back. I eagerly await the continuation... but for now, good night.

David turns around to see what Joan is doing, "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" She asked, as she finally got them all out of their holes. "Or... would you prefer not to? This could be mine, no, our last night alive.""Listen, this hole can hide us, and we know can wait for some one to come by, other hunters will come at least." David lays back down next to Joan, in the hole, and kisses her.

Kendrall slices one's head off. "Behind you!"

Duke Kern skewers another on his spear while cuting out the throat of another wolf with his sword before dealing with what was trying to attack from behind.

OOC: interesting- red robe with yellow glowing eyes; grey robe with purple glowing eyes.
IC: Veskyr was impressed by the sheer power palpable in the area, and surprised by the cloaked figure. 'Interesting... no human I've seen has eyes like that; what could this creature be?'
However, he did not pause. "Expecting me, you've been?" his harsh voice grated. "I hope I did not keep you waiting too long! May I ask who you are?"

"I am... Archmage Merrech. That is all you need to know of me right now." The figure stood up."Please, join me." He waves to another seat on the tower.

"Listen, this hole can hide us, and we know can wait for some one to come by, other hunters will come at least." David lays back down next to Joan, in the hole, and kisses her.

Joan snuggles into the crook of his arm, and soon falls asleep.

Duke Kern skewers another on his spear while cuting out the throat of another wolf with his sword before dealing with what was trying to attack from behind.

The wolves dealt with, all should have been all right. But Krendall stared behind Kern with an expression of utter fright beneath his beard. "GRYPHON!" The beast flew down, and stared idly at Kern and Krendall.

David gets close to Joan for warmth, and stays awake, incase of another hunter coming by, or any other animals.

Roy dashed towards the sound of the other person, keeping his demeanor calm and calculating.

Duke Kern still griping his weapons turned to face the Gryphon. "Great, what next, a roc, maybe a few trolls?"

David gets close to Joan for warmth, and stays awake, incase of another hunter coming by, or any other animals.

Joan just snores gently.

Outside, a loud, snuffling noise can be heard as Tarsiers smell for bugs.

Roy dashed towards the sound of the other person, keeping his demeanor calm and calculating.

A Roanian soldier lies there, his body severely burned.

Duke Kern still griping his weapons turned to face the Gryphon. "Great, what next, a roc, maybe a few trolls?"

"Don't be silly!" Krendall says, calmly. "The Dire wolves killed all the rocs years ago!"

The gryphon just stares, making no attempt to attack.

David holds his sword tightly, after hearing the noise. He thinks to him self, "If some animal finds us, first, I'll try to get Joan, out of here, then I'll use what I have left of my granades, and my sword." He looks at Joan, and smiles at her, as she snores.

Duke Kern calmly stares back at the gryphon as he speaks. "And I am sure you and your kin did away with the cave trolls. It but still sounds good when swearing."

David holds his sword tightly, after hearing the noise. He thinks to him self, "If some animal finds us, first, I'll try to get Joan, out of here, then I'll use what I have left of my granades, and my sword." He looks at Joan, and smiles at her, as she snores.

One of the Tarsiers carefully walked onto the sticks, catching a moth.

http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:Hf_EPXxUTwsC:www.simpletone.com/pacman/events/graphics/tarsier.jpg

Joan's chest quietly rose and fell. Her open uniform blouse had fallen to the side.

Duke Kern calmly stares back at the gryphon as he speaks. "And I am sure you and your kin did away with the cave trolls. It but still sounds good when swearing."

The Gryphon suddenly lunges out with it's paws, slashing at a Dire Wolf behind Krendall.

The dwarf looks at Kern. "Tell me, ladde. Are Gryphons that... civic minded back in yer country?"

David looks up at the Tarsier oddly, then down to Joan. He put her blouse over her, and relaxes next to her.

Duke Kern looks back at Krendall and shook his head. "No, their usually pests for the sheep farmers in the southern part of Teritora but theres not very many of them in Teritora, most likely because of the dragons."

David looks up at the Tarsier oddly, then down to Joan. He put her blouse over her, and relaxes next to her.

The Tarsier looks up, and suddenly bounces away quickly. A loud noise outside. Loud stomps happened outside.

Duke Kern looks back at Krendall and shook his head. "No, their usually pests for the sheep farmers in the southern part of Teritora but theres not very many of them in Teritora, most likely because of the dragons."

Krendall backed away. "Maybe it wants us to go with it. Do ye have somethin that could let us talk to the beastie?"

David looks up at the Tarsier oddly, then down to Joan. He put her blouse over her, and relaxes next to her.

The Tarsier looks up, and suddenly bounces away quickly. A loud noise outside. Loud stomps happened outside.

Duke Kern looks back at Krendall and shook his head. "No, their usually pests for the sheep farmers in the southern part of Teritora but theres not very many of them in Teritora, most likely because of the dragons."

Krendall backed away. "Maybe it wants us to go with it. Do ye have somethin that could let us talk to the beastie?"

David becomes aleart again. He picks up his sword, and sits up, remebering his plan, incase some thing comes in."Fight it away as far as I can, have Joan run when I do that, then use what I can to kill it." He thinks to him self.

David becomes aleart again. He picks up his sword, and sits up, remebering his plan, incase some thing comes in."Fight it away as far as I can, have Joan run when I do that, then use what I can to kill it." He thinks to him self.

The Tarasque lumbers through the camp. A smell of burning wood pervades the immediate area.

Joan wakes up. "What's going on?" She whispers.

"Shh." He holds his sword, and then gets stands up in a crouched position, and holds Joan back. He tilts up the roof of the hole a as small as a slit, and looks for the Tarasque .

"Shh." He holds his sword, and then gets stands up in a crouched position, and holds Joan back. He tilts up the roof of the hole a as small as a slit, and looks for the Tarasque .

The Tarasque lumbers around, as if looking for something.

David picks up a from the hole, and throws it as far as he can away from the hole, hoping it will lead the Tarasque away.

David picks up a from the hole, and throws it as far as he can away from the hole, hoping it will lead the Tarasque away.

The Tarasque turns, and heads towards the sound. It leaves the area. Joan looks around, concerned.

Duke Kern spoke. "I might, if it still works, its been years since I used it."

Duke Kern spoke. "I might, if it still works, its been years since I used it."

The griffon began to gnash its beak. "Nae been a better time to test it, your dukeyness."

Duke Kern broke out a strange stone which began to glow. "We know in few seconds, if it works we will understand what its saying very soon."

Duke Kern broke out a strange stone which began to glow. "We know in few seconds, if it works we will understand what its saying very soon."

Turn around, do not go to the south, man-things. It is far too dangerous. The beast hunts, and we are leaving.

David picks up a from the hole, and throws it as far as he can away from the hole, hoping it will lead the Tarasque away.

The Tarasque turns, and heads towards the sound. It leaves the area. Joan looks around, concerned.David slumps back down in the hole, and looks at Joan, "Are you ok?"

Duke Kern nodded. "I understand."

The Tarasque turns, and heads towards the sound. It leaves the area. Joan looks around, concerned.David slumps back down in the hole, and looks at Joan, "Are you ok?"[/quote]

"I've been better." She said, as she rebuttoned her blouse. She looked outside, at the heavy footprints. "Okay. So, there's an invincible turtle thing wandering these forests." She sighed, and kissed David. "I'm no longer tired, for some reason."

"Well what do you recogmend we do?" David says.

"Well what do you recogmend we do?" David says.

"I don't know..." She says, thoughtfully.

Duke Kern nodded. "I understand."

If you want, you may follow us out of the reserve.

"What's he sayin?"

David slumps back down into the hole, and catches a root, on his shirt. When he sits back up, it rips most of it off, "Aww. . . . .Damn."

Duke Kern repeated what the griffon said to Krendall.

David slumps back down into the hole, and catches a root, on his shirt. When he sits back up, it rips most of it off, "Aww. . . . .Damn."

"Oh, I wouldn't say that..." Joan said, looking at him speculatively.

Duke Kern repeated what the griffon said to Krendall.

"Are we gonna do as the beastie says? I, fer one, am goin to stay 'ere and fight it oot. Ah maght get a reward!"

David looks up at her, and smirks. He gives her a kiss and wraps his arms around her.

David looks up at her, and smirks. He gives her a kiss and wraps his arms around her.

Joan carefully removes his arms. "If you had told me you would be doing that..." She said, as she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall, "I wouldn't have bothered putting this back on."

"We probably shouldn't be doing this considering there is an invinceable animal that could but through here at any second, but what the hell." He removes what is left of his riped shirt.

Duke Kern nodded. "I do love a challange. I am staying" He turned the the griffon and spoke. "No we will be staying. Safe Journey."

"We probably shouldn't be doing this considering there is an invinceable animal that could but through here at any second, but what the hell." He removes what is left of his riped shirt.

"You only live once."

"Yes, but I'm not sure this would be the best way to go down." He laughs quitely.

Roy kneels next to the man.

"Damn, I can't do anything for you, not here. What happened? If I support you, do you think you could walk?" Roy asked the soldier.

Duke Kern nodded. "I do love a challange. I am staying" He turned the the griffon and spoke. "No we will be staying. Safe Journey."

The griffin gave what looked to be a shrug, and flew off.

"Yes, but I'm not sure this would be the best way to go down." He laughs quitely.

Joan had stripped off her bra, and was inching closer to him. "I can think of worse ways..." She said, as she drew him back into the hole.

*Time passing...*

Roy kneels next to the man.

"Damn, I can't do anything for you, not here. What happened? If I support you, do you think you could walk?" Roy asked the soldier.

"No, it's <cough> over for me. Just... find someone... tell them that a monster is loose in these woods."

Duke Kern spoke. "We better find a secure place to rest for the night."

David lays down next to, Joan, smiling. "That was fun." He gives her a kiss.

Duke Kern spoke. "We better find a secure place to rest for the night."

"A secure place, yer dukeyness?" Krendall asked. "Where do ye ken we can fand that?"

Duke Kern smiled. "Hell if I know, I would settle for a place were I could set up some ward stones I have to ward off the monsters and creatures of the forest."

David lays down next to, Joan, smiling. "That was fun." He gives her a kiss.

<1 very busy hour later>

"I agree..." She said, kissing him back. But she pulled away. "No, twice is too much risk. Now, get dressed! We have a big turtle to kill." She began to pull back on her clothes.

Duke Kern smiled. "Hell if I know, I would settle for a place were I could set up some ward stones I have to ward off the monsters and creatures of the forest."

"This be about as good as we'll get."

David puts on his clothes, and watchs Joan dress at the same time, "So how exactly are we going to kill it, when we don't have any thing that is powerful enough, except granades, and I don't have many."

Duke Kern nodded. "I belive your right. well then." He got to seting up the wardstones. "We will have chance to rest."

"You are in Wolf Tower. And the master wishes to see you." An elf walked in, wearing a gray uniform with a blue stone painted on it.

"I see."

Fugore forced himself to get up, even though his head was swimming and he felt groggy.

David puts on his clothes, and watchs Joan dress at the same time, "So how exactly are we going to kill it, when we don't have any thing that is powerful enough, except granades, and I don't have many."

"Well, what do we have?" She asked, as she rebuttoned her blouse. "We have my rifle, your grenades, and your powers."

"I see."

Fugore forced himself to get up, even though his head was swimming and he felt groggy

"Sir, the master can wait until you are well."

Duke Kern nodded. "I belive your right. well then." He got to seting up the wardstones. "We will have chance to rest."

<<Dawn Breaks.>>

"Rase and Shahn, yer dukeyness! We have a long way to go, afore we reach the sooth."

David gets another shirt from his bag, and puts it on, "Well we also have my sword, but I can't all ways controll my powers."

David gets another shirt from his bag, and puts it on, "Well we also have my sword, but I can't all ways controll my powers."

"Still, it should do." She kissed him, and got out of the hole.

He gets out of the hole right after her, holding his sword.

He gets out of the hole right after her, holding his sword.

*Footprints led to the south-west*

Joan stared down towards the devestation. "It... looks even worse in the light."

"Yes, it does," David looks around, "Mabye we should look for surviers."

"Yes, it does," David looks around, "Mabye we should look for surviers."

"Survivors?" Joan looked around. There was hardly anything standing. The stone had marks from where the corrosive liquid had spread.

"I guess not." David says, then looks around.

"I guess not." David says, then looks around.

Joan brushed away a tear, and walked to the footprints. "These seem to be heading somewhere..."

((What's your nation's basic rifle?))

((RA-87 Assault Rifle for Legionnares; RA-N43 for Polizei; RA-I20 for Inquisitors))

David picks up a RA-87 Assult Rifle, on the ground, and picks up extra ammo. "Yes, they do." David says as he changes the clip, and checks the weapon. "I don't like this as much as my gun."

"Sorry, but it's the best we can do at sort notice." She laughs.

"Yes, but we should be doing better." He smirks.

"Yes, but we should be doing better." He smirks.

Joan kissed him. "Good enough?" She asked, brightly. Then, holding her rifle, they began to head towards the south, under the rapidly warming sky.

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3 hours later...

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"These tracks stretch on forever... and it's really, really warm out." She sighed.

"Yes, it is," David takes out a canteen, takes a sip then hands it to Joan.

"Yes, it is," David takes out a canteen, takes a sip then hands it to Joan.

Joan takes a sip. "Would you mind if... I...?"She gestured to her blouse. "Only, I'm boiling."

The ground gently rumbled.

"Go ahead." David says as he looks at the ground as it rumbles.

She removed the constricting blouse, tossing it away. "Thanks." She stretched. The ground shook harder. "Wha?"

David takes her by the arm, and starts to climb a tree, leading her up it, "I don't know what it is, but we need to get away from it."

David takes her by the arm, and starts to climb a tree, leading her up it, "I don't know what it is, but we need to get away from it."

Joan quickly climbed after him.

The ground began to rumble incredibly. Trees shook and began to fall. Joan clung to David tightly.

"I'm glad we picked the biggest tree." David says joakingly, as he gets him self, and Joan onto a branch.

OOC: Is a tree a good place to be during an earthquake?

OOC: Mabye, if there is falling dabrie, and there is no place to hid, it's the best place to be, so you don't get hit.

The ground began to shake tremendously. High above, a solitary raven flew overhead as the earth split open.

Joan screamed and latched even tighter to David.

"Just hold on,"David yells back to her, "It should be over soon."

Eventually, the ground ceased rumbling. Devestation lay everywhere.

Joan and David gently dropped to the ground. Joan smiled at David. "Thanks, David." She kissed him.

"No problem." He kisses her back, then notices that she is shirtless, and he shakes his head.

"What?" She asked, blushing. "It's less of me than you saw last night, and my uniform attracts too much heat."

"Fine, it's ok," He kisses her and starts to walk again.

Joan follows after him, her body turning a bright red that had nothing to do with the sun.

David turns back and sees her, "Are getting sunbured?"

David turns back and sees her, "Are getting sunbured?"

Joan quickly patted herself, to see if she was burnt. "No, I'm fine. What about you? Your shirt seems to be a bit warm as well."

"I'm fine, but you look red, are you sure your ok?"

"I'm fine, but you look red, are you sure your ok?"

"Just a bit embarrased!" She laughed. "I mean, if you were wandering around a jungle wearing only a bra on your top, wouldn't you be embarrased?"

"Sir, the master can wait until you are well."

Fugore rose to his full height. Still slightly groggy but getting better.

"No. I am able to speak with your master now."

"Sir, the master can wait until you are well."

Fugore rose to his full height. Still slightly groggy but getting better.

"No. I am able to speak with your master now."

"Right this way, then." The elf lead Fugore up a long flight of stairs...

which soon rose over the cloud line, taller than the tower had looked from outside.

Fugore followed the elf, still not quite aware of where he was. Suddenly it dawned on him how high he was climbing and where he was. He was slightly shocked but decided to keep silent and follow the elf.

"Well I don't wear bras." He says jokingly, then turns back forward, suddenly, with a seriose look on his face, "I think I heard some thing. . . . ."

David puts on his clothes, and watchs Joan dress at the same time, "So how exactly are we going to kill it, when we don't have any thing that is powerful enough, except granades, and I don't have many."

"Well, what do we have?" She asked, as she rebuttoned her blouse. "We have my rifle, your grenades, and your powers."

"I see."

Fugore forced himself to get up, even though his head was swimming and he felt groggy

"Sir, the master can wait until you are well."

Duke Kern nodded. "I belive your right. well then." He got to seting up the wardstones. "We will have chance to rest."

<<Dawn Breaks.>>

"Rase and Shahn, yer dukeyness! We have a long way to go, afore we reach the sooth."

Duke Kern rose quickly, got into his armor and gathered his weapons. "Indeed we do."

((Going back a little bit...))

Roy looked the man over again, and saw that he would never make it to a safe place in time. Plus, he would only slow him down, and that could be fatal in a place like this.

"Would you like me to end it for you?" He asked the soldier, cocking one of his pistols to shoot 9mm rounds.

Fugore followed the elf, still not quite aware of where he was. Suddenly it dawned on him how high he was climbing and where he was. He was slightly shocked but decided to keep silent and follow the elf.

Finally, the elf reached the top. A large, wooden door was there. He knocked. "Master, he has arrived."

Enter...

"Well I don't wear bras." He says jokingly, then turns back forward, suddenly, with a seriose look on his face, "I think I heard some thing. . . . ."

High, high above, a murder of ravens was heading towards them. Cawing racuosly, hundreds of them landed on branches and trees surrounding the two humans.

Roy looked the man over again, and saw that he would never make it to a safe place in time. Plus, he would only slow him down, and that could be fatal in a place like this.

"Would you like me to end it for you?" He asked the soldier, cocking one of his pistols to shoot 9mm rounds.

"An ending... please..." The man whispered. "And remember... no matter where you are in this cursed place, something is watching you..."

Duke Kern rose quickly, got into his armor and gathered his weapons. "Indeed we do."

The pair walked south, following the footsteps to their beginning.

David wispers, "Get slowly, on the ground," He takes a knee, and starts to make a fire ball in his hand.

Joan lies down, whimpering.

The ravens launch into the air, and spin in a circle. Out steps a tall, equine man, carrying a raven on his arm. Put that fire out before you hurt someone, human.

"Who are you? And what do you want from us?" David says as he raisies his rifle.

Duke Kern was prepared for any attack careful glancing around as they moved long.

"Who are you? And what do you want from us?" David says as he raisies his rifle.

"I am Raven. And I want you to die..." The creature walked forward. "You can't kill me... I am nature personified! I am the saviour of this planet!" He vanished, and reappeared behind Joan. Raven picked her up by the neck.

"Don't touch her!!!" David yells, "You have nothing against her, now, if you wish to kill some one, kill me!"

Raven smiled, and threw Joan aside. She went flying into a boulder, and lay crumpled. "Let that be a lesson... to you. Cease interfering with what doesn't concern you...

Ravens flew around him, and he vanished.

Joan didn't move.

David runs over to Joan and picks her up, and shakes her lightly, "Joan? Can you hear me?"

She opens her eyes. "David?" She asks, faintly. Her eyes close, and her head slumps forward.

OOC: She's not dead. Just injured

David checks her pulse, then lets out a sigh, "Good, she should be ok, I think." He says to him self, as he looks up into the sky, "Well we're not going any where, now." He sets her up against a rock, and then gets out the small shovel, and begains to dig again.

Joan floated through a world of blackness. She couldn't see, or hear, or feel anything. Where am I?

*This is your mind*

What? My mind?

*Yes, Joan. This is your mind.*

David contuies to dig the hole, makeing sure it will be big enough for both of them.

Duke Kern spoke as they moved. "I am getting irratated at what ever is behind this. at this rate we earn alot if it keeps throwing these creatures agaist us."

David contuies to dig the hole, makeing sure it will be big enough for both of them.

What is going on? I... died, didn't I?

*It is not time for you to die. You are needed back on Earth. And while there is someone who loves you, you will always be needed.*

Joan began to wake up.

Duke Kern spoke as they moved. "I am getting irratated at what ever is behind this. at this rate we earn alot if it keeps throwing these creatures agaist us."

"Ah'd be happier if I knew who it was."

David sees her, and puts down the tool. He gets out of the hole, and walks up to her. "Are you ok?"

"I will remember that." Roy said, nodding.

He mercifully put a bullet in the man's head. Deciding he had no time for a burial, he said a small prayer, and stalked off into the forest again. Ravens cawed overhead, but he ignored them and, unbeknownst to him, headed towards the Duke's position.

Duke Kern "We will find out sooner or later and we will deal with it. Lets see how troublesome it feels with my sword and your ax in it."

David sees her, and puts down the tool. He gets out of the hole, and walks up to her. "Are you ok?"

"I... feel as if my neck is broken..." She tried to sit up.

Duke Kern "We will find out sooner or later and we will deal with it. Lets see how troublesome it feels with my sword and your ax in it."

"Aye, lad, that be right! Wait... someone is comin!"

David picks her up, and puts her in the hole lightly. He touches her back gentaly, "Does that hurt?"

David picks her up, and puts her in the hole lightly. He touches her back gentaly, "Does that hurt?"

Joan winced. "Ouch..."

"Ok, can you move at all?"

Roy heard voices up ahead, and stopped cold for a moment, listening carefully. He didn't have much time to think about his actions, however, as a wolf lunged at him suddenly. He fell out of the foilage onto his back, and the wolf pounced at him. A grenade slammed into it's chest in midair, blowing it's chest to pieces and flinging the limp form back into the forest. Roy slowly picked himself up, and dusted the dirt off of his black trenchcoat.

"Oh good, more hunters." He commented only half-seriously, looking the other two over.

"Ok, can you move at all?"

Joan tried to raise her arm. It fell back down. "Ow..."

Roy heard voices up ahead, and stopped cold for a moment, listening carefully. He didn't have much time to think about his actions, however, as a wolf lunged at him suddenly. He fell out of the foilage onto his back, and the wolf pounced at him. A grenade slammed into it's chest in midair, blowing it's chest to pieces and flinging the limp form back into the forest. Roy slowly picked himself up, and dusted the dirt off of his black trenchcoat.

"Oh good, more hunters." He commented only half-seriously, looking the other two over.


Krendall looked at the man. "Ach, more humies."

David sighed, then takes off his shirt, and puts it on her. "Your going to need this." He gets up, and brings back some leaves and sticks to cover the hole again.

David sighed, then takes off his shirt, and puts it on her. "Your going to need this." He gets up, and brings back some leaves and sticks to cover the hole again.

"I'm... sorry, David."

"Oh, and dwarves to boot." Roy joked. "What's your excuse for bein' all the way out here?"

Duke Kern smiled slightly. "Well we meet again."

"It's not your fault," David says, "It's my own, I didn't protect you."

"Indeed." Roy stated, nodding towards Kern. "I trust you all have heard of the stir in the south? Let me tell you, the cause is...interesting, to say the least."

"Oh, and dwarves to boot." Roy joked. "What's your excuse for bein' all the way out here?"

"Ach, Ah'll take ye!" Krendall drew his axe. "Sizist"

"It's not your fault," David says, "It's my own, I didn't protect you."

"I... love you, David." Joan's eyes closed, and she went to sleep.

David wispers to her, as she sleeps, "I love you too." He puts the sticks and leaves at the top of the hole, and lays donw next to her.

Roy slightly arched an eyebrow at the dwarf.

"There's no need to fight you. We're hunting wolves, not each other, remember? Plus, I doubt an axe'd be much use against grenades, anyway." He said, amused.

David wispers to her, as she sleeps, "I love you too." He puts the sticks and leaves at the top of the hole, and lays donw next to her.

Joan silently slumbered.

Above them, a bird cawed.

Roy slightly arched an eyebrow at the dwarf.

"There's no need to fight you. We're hunting wolves, not each other, remember? Plus, I doubt an axe'd be much use against grenades, anyway." He said, amused.

"Ach, better tell us what ye knae, or Ah'll have yer guts for garters!" Krendall made a comic show of menacing Roy.

David pulls the rifle infront of him self, in the hole, knowing that it was a Raven.

((What the hell does "knae" mean?))

David pulls the rifle infront of him self, in the hole, knowing that it was a Raven.

The bird landed, and began to search around for... something.

((What the hell does "knae" mean?))((I think Roaina means name.))

David pulls the rifle infront of him self, in the hole, knowing that it was a Raven.

The bird landed, and began to search around for... something.David gets ready to kill the animal if he has to.

((What the hell does "knae" mean?))

((Know))

((What the hell does "knae" mean?))

((Know))

((Oh, ok.))

"The source of whatever is possessing is some tall man named Raven, though he seems to be a mere avatar for all of nature, or so he says. He wants to kill all of humanity and have nature rule the world again, though I fail to see how he's going to do that with these wolves alone. He's very passionate about his ideas, a tad irritating, in fact." Roy told them calmly, obviously not intimidated by the large axe being waved in his face.

Duke Kern sighed. "So what we been dealing with is because of a madman with some power then. How irritating."

((Oh, ok.))

"The source of whatever is possessing is some tall man named Raven, though he seems to be a mere avatar for all of nature, or so he says. He wants to kill all of humanity and have nature rule the world again, though I fail to see how he's going to do that with these wolves alone. He's very passionate about his ideas, a tad irritating, in fact." Roy told them calmly, obviously not intimidated by the large axe being waved in his face.

Duke Kern sighed. "So what we been dealing with is because of a madman with some power then. How irritating."

Krendall sighed. "Ye humans are mad. What about the wee beestie? The one wandering the forest?"

David gets ready to kill the animal if he has to.

The bird hops to the sticks, and peers inside.

David grabs it, holds it's beek shut, then smothers it to death. He sets it down next to him, knowing it's dead, and gone.

David grabs it, holds it's beek shut, then smothers it to death. He sets it down next to him, knowing it's dead, and gone.

Joan wakes up. "Is something wrong?"

"Well have bird for breakfest tomarrow." He jokes.

Roy nodded at Kern. "That, or he really is nature, and we're all screwed. Either way, something needs to be done. Just follow the ravens, I suppose."

"What wee beast?" He asked, turning to look at Krendall.

Duke Kern replied. "The wee beast, as Krendall put it would the Tarasque."

Joan giggled, and kissed him. "Sounds nice."

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Krendall shook his head. "The Tarasque!"

"I guess, I just hope no other ones, show up." He puts the bird off to the side, and smiles at her.

"I guess, I just hope no other ones, show up." He puts the bird off to the side, and smiles at her.

Joan leaned over, and kissed him.

"Oh, that thing. Well, should we take care of it first? I'm itching to actually hunt." Roy said, reloading his grenade pistol.

"You need to rest, you're hurt, now go to sleep." David tells her.

"Oh, that thing. Well, should we take care of it first? I'm itching to actually hunt." Roy said, reloading his grenade pistol.

"Ah dunno. I think the beastie and the madman maght be connected soomhow."

"You need to rest, you're hurt, now go to sleep." David tells her.

"Yes, David." Joan curled up next to him and went to sleep.

David puts his arm around her, and stays awake.

David puts his arm around her, and stays awake.

OOC: I don't think he's slept a wink. That's really going to cut into his performance.

OOC: I know, but he needs to because a hunter or some animal might find them, and it wouln't hurt him as much, because he is half-demon.

Duke Kern spoke. "Indeed, they more then likely are, the question is how they are connected and how we going to deal with them."

Duke Kern spoke. "Indeed, they more then likely are, the question is how they are connected and how we going to deal with them."

"There may be a few more of ye humans aboot the place. What aboot that European guy? He didn't look the type to get killed."

Duke Kern nodded. "True he didn't. Do you think he returned to the base or rather whats left of it?"

David gets out of the hole, with the rifle, and looks around. "Mabye I should go look for some one, but then what will protect Joan." He thinks to him self.

Duke Kern nodded. "True he didn't. Do you think he returned to the base or rather whats left of it?"

"Tis an idea."

David gets out of the hole, with the rifle, and looks around. "Mabye I should go look for some one, but then what will protect Joan." He thinks to him self.

Joan tried to pull herself up.

David hears her, then gets back into the hole. "Stay down, I'm going to sit out side, and stand guard. Mabye other hunters will show up, then we can get out of here." He tells her.

David hears her, then gets back into the hole. "Stay down, I'm going to sit out side, and stand guard. Mabye other hunters will show up, then we can get out of here." He tells her.

Joan sits down and sighs.

"Sorry." He kisses her on the four-head, then heads back out side.

"Sorry." He kisses her on the four-head, then heads back out side.

OOC: Waiting on Territora

Duke Kern nodded. "True he didn't. Do you think he returned to the base or rather whats left of it?"

"Tis an idea."

David gets out of the hole, with the rifle, and looks around. "Mabye I should go look for some one, but then what will protect Joan." He thinks to him self.

Joan tried to pull herself up.

Duke Kern spoke. "Then we best get moving and find out."

Finally, the elf reached the top. A large, wooden door was there. He knocked. "Master, he has arrived."

Enter...

Fugore stumbled through the massive doorway and into the room within.

"Well, in that case, what are we wasting time around here for?" Roy said, leading the way into the brush off towards the ruins of the base.

David gets back into the hole with Joan and says, "Tomarrow morning, we're going to head back to where the base was. There might be other hunters there, and we might be able to find more guns."

I have been cowardly attacked by several troops,i have repeled them. i am requesting assistance.
The Kindom of Kobea has declared war!


:x

Finally, the elf reached the top. A large, wooden door was there. He knocked. "Master, he has arrived."

Enter...

Fugore stumbled through the massive doorway and into the room within.

He was met by a figure in red. Twin glowing eyes regarded him. So, you're the one who removed my boundary?


Duke Kern spoke. "Then we best get moving and find out."

"Well, in that case, what are we wasting time around here for?" Roy said, leading the way into the brush off towards the ruins of the base.

Krendall followed after them. "Ach, I feel this be a bad idea... but it be the best Ah've heard."

David gets back into the hole with Joan and says, "Tomarrow morning, we're going to head back to where the base was. There might be other hunters there, and we might be able to find more guns."

"Whatever you say, David." Joan smiled at him.

I have been cowardly attacked by several troops,i have repeled them. i am requesting assistance.

I have one thing to say to you.

:MODALERT: Spam
The Kindom of Kobea has declared war! [/quote]

He was met by a figure in red. Twin glowing eyes regarded him. So, you're the one who removed my boundary?

Fugore got the feeling that he was not supposed to do that.

"Yes, it was I. I am here to hunt the beasts of the land."

David smiles back, and says "I might be able to find supplies too, and what we need, is a sapport machine gun. That should help us."

OOC: interesting- red robe with yellow glowing eyes; grey robe with purple glowing eyes.
IC: Veskyr was impressed by the sheer power palpable in the area, and surprised by the cloaked figure. 'Interesting... no human I've seen has eyes like that; what could this creature be?'
However, he did not pause. "Expecting me, you've been?" his harsh voice grated. "I hope I did not keep you waiting too long! May I ask who you are?"

"I am... Archmage Merrech. That is all you need to know of me right now." The figure stood up."Please, join me." He waves to another seat on the tower.

Veskyr bowed. "Pleased to meet you, Archmage. I am called Veskyr."
He took the offered seat, somewhat warily. "You said you would tell me what was going on?"

David smiles back, and says "I might be able to find supplies too, and what we need, is a sapport machine gun. That should help us."

"Whatever you say, David." Joan made a pretense of paying attention, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. Ow...

Fugore got the feeling that he was not supposed to do that.

"Yes, it was I. I am here to hunt the beasts of the land."

"I spent days putting that boundary up..."Merrech muttered. "Never mind. What is important is finding a way for the land to avoid hunting you." The image flickered. "Climb the stairs behind me. There is someone I'd like you to meet."

Veskyr bowed. "Pleased to meet you, Archmage. I am called Veskyr."
He took the offered seat, somewhat warily. "You said you would tell me what was going on?"

"There is a dark power roaming these forests. One that corrupts and takes. I know not where it is from."

"There is a dark power roaming these forests. One that corrupts and takes. I know not where it is from."
"Ah? That explain why the government is having so much trouble they sent out a call for hunters from other lands.... Do go on."
Fascinating! It sounds like this Archmage Merrech opposes that power- but one can never be sure.... Veskyr thought.

Merrech stood up, or floated, or something. He shot forth a wave of fire. "Stop interrupting, human! Anyway, this power is something I can not harm. It stands in my way, but I can do nothing. I can, however, aid another in doing so."

I am not human! thought Veskyr angrily, but he did not speak. Clearly this entity would continue at its own pace.

"Now, what I was saying is, I can help you solve this problem. Two of you. Go down to my library. I am sure you will find something of use there."

The tower began to shimmer. Vekyr found himself in a room of magical texts.

OOC: Merrech is a bit of a collector. If there's a magic book in existence, he'll have it somewhere.

IC: An elf stared at him. The elf wore a military tunic, with a sapphire set in place over the heart. "What can I get for you, searcher for truth?"

"Well, any books of old stories about this forest might be useful. They might contain clues to the identity of this power that has arisen. Also, do you have a copy of the Tome of Kan Zaakron?"
OOC: The Tome is not just a book about magic, it is a magical book, which can be asked questions. Of course, it tends to answer enigmatically, but it is still one of the fastest ways to learn about something very mysterious.
IC: "Also, I am always interested in seeing books about shielding. Good shields have saved my life more than once, so I'm always eager to improve mine."
A sapphire... I wonder what that means? I hope Merrech has the Tome, but it is rather unlikely.

The elf turned and said a few words into a speaking tube. Gibberish flew back and off, elven words mingling with Latin and German. Finally, a door slid open. "Down that path, according to our cataloguers, is what we have on the topic."

He repeated the exchange. A small robot slid out from under the desk and and headed towards a row of shelving. "The machine shall return with a book of forest lore, compiled many years ago, when the native people had more reason to go into the woods." A touch of sadness reached his voice. "As for shielding, if you can not find a book of such minor magic by the touch upon reality it makes, then you do not deserve to be called a mage."

<<Damn stupid auto sign out thing>

Vesky shrugged. "You asked me what I wanted, so I told you."
He wove an intricate pattern in the ripples of the n'veir, than twisted it into a small portal. Then he pulled a book out of the hole in the air, and sat down to read it while awaiting the return of the machine.
OOC: It's a book about shielding from the library, of course.