Tristan Providence
30-09-2007, 05:40
Knights of Providence
Backround Story-
It’s the year 1286 Reuniali calendar. On a small blue planet named Tristan, a young blonde hair princess named Clíodhna watches from her palace window as the minions of Qyeemyexox, The Primal Queen of the Gateway pillage through the Imperial capital. Tears fall down her dimpled cheeks. Her make-up smeared from the crying as she watches imperial citizens being cut down in cold blood on the streets. The Sharpe blood stained fangs of one of Qyeemyexox many minions rip into the throat of a middle aged man as he tried to flee from the bloodcurdling tied of evil. Clíodhna cringed as the dark minions continue their killing and reign of terror. Suddenly there was a series of Sharpe thuds on door. “You’re Highness! You must leave; we have to get you to safety.” The voice of an Imperial Guardsman said. Defeated by the sorrow she picked her small slender body up from the window sill and ran over to the door. She opened the door and was quickly whisked away by the guardsmen. They ran down hall after hall of the Imperial palace. All of the lavish furnishings for naught as the planet was consumed by evil. They continued to race to make it to the hanger in time the get the princess and the royal family off the planet.
The group grew ever nearer to the hanger. Haphazardly a small band of Dark Minions met the group only mere meters from the hanger door and freedom. “Stand back Malady!” One of the Guardsmen ordered. As Princess Clíodhna huddled behind a pillar the Imperial Guardsmen drew their Lightreapers. Dark minions bellowed as they charged the group of valiant defenders. The Guardsmen opposed the evil beings with all of their will, but to no avail. They were cut down in battle, and the princess was taken hostage. The minions took Princess Clíodhna, the last remaining member of the Erebus royal family, to an awaiting transport. In the hanger a dark hulled craft was prepped and ready for take off anticipating the arrival of the Princess in the hands of the minions. Clíodhna kicked and screamed as the evil creatures carried her onto the transport. “No! Don’t take me! Let me go!” she screamed as the engines of the ship ignited and the craft up-heaved from the ground and blasted into space. The sleek dark hull seemed a absorb all of the light from the stars in the sky. 2 of Qyeemyexox’s fighters took flank to escort the transport the distance to Imehezo, the Dark World of the Gate. The pilot of the transport flipped a few switches that set the engines for light speed. In the rear of the ship Princess Clíodhna glanced back onto her home world for what she thought would be the last time. A single tear ran down her face as she watched as Tristan faded into a small pale blue dot in the distance of space.
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“What about mother! What about mother James!” exclaimed a young 12 year old girl being drag along by her older brother. Hannah Shahrivar and James Shahrivar are 2 young Tristanian teenagers fleeing from the advancing hoards of Evil Minions. “Hannah stop it! We have to get to Uncle Perseus’ farm. We can’t go back for mother.” James barked. “But, we can’t just leave mommy!” she cried. Tears poured from Hannah’s eyes as they ran through the woods, away from the Tide of Evil and towards to country side. The legs of the 2 teenagers ached from the constant running. The strong and loving 16 year old brother held his sister’s hand as they ran towards the safety of there uncles farm. Birds were bolting from the trees, something was spooking them. A chilling quite came over the woods. James was overcome with kinesthesia, something was following them. He didn’t’ know how he knew, he just knew it. He looked down at his sister who had huddled closely to her older brother. “JJaammess, What’s going on?” She said in an affrighted tone. James knew that staying here would be the death of them. “Hannah, we have to run. We can’t stop until we get to the farm. Understand?” James said Abashly. The short lean girl nodded. Without any further delay the 2 teenagers bolted from the scene. Short of breath and energy they ran as fast as there bodies could take them. Nearing the edge of the forest the siblings ran with all of their leftover energy. In the distance they could see the roof of their uncle’s farm. Hannah began to breathe heavily; her energy was all but wasted. “Com’on Hannah don’t stop! You have to keep running!” James enheartened.
As they neared the farm they could make out the figure of there uncle next to a small space transport. “Uncle Perseus! Uncle Perseus!” James and Hannah cried. The old stout man looked up from what he was doing. “James! Hannah! Thank the lord, your safe. Were your mother? The ship is almost ready to go.” He said desperately. “She’s, dead.” The exhausted teenager said gravely. At a lost for words Uncle Perseus looked back over at the ship. “You two need to get on the ship. We will take the….” Before he could say another word a shrilling sound came from the woods. A score of Evil minions leapt and ran towards the 3 Tristanians. “James, you must take the ship and get your sister and yourself out of here, NOW!” He ordered. The tired and strained head of the teenage boy nodded. He grabbed his sister by the arm, who by this time was shrieking in terror at the sight of the ghastly creatures, and boarded the ship. “What about you? Aren’t you coming?” He questioned his uncle. “There’s no time for me. I will hold them off, Now GO! Take care of your sister.” He said as he looked back over to the band of creatures that were pressing nearer and nearer. James without hesitation ran to the controls of the ship, he flipped a few switches and the craft hovered above the ground. James and Hannah watched as their uncle bravely held off the minions. His vibro blade hummed as he elegantly and gracefully fought of the foul creatures. With a swift cut to the left he hewed a minion’s arm off. Completely surrounded by creature he switched to the defensive Soresu form. Creatures showed their blood thirsty fangs and let out bloodcurdling shrills as they all completely engulfed the man. James quickly engage the engines to full thrust and retreated from the planet. Now the 2 siblings would have to fend for themselves. No mother, no father, and no home.
Quest for Providence (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=540138)
OOC: More to come. Any comments? Does this sound interesting?
Backround Story-
It’s the year 1286 Reuniali calendar. On a small blue planet named Tristan, a young blonde hair princess named Clíodhna watches from her palace window as the minions of Qyeemyexox, The Primal Queen of the Gateway pillage through the Imperial capital. Tears fall down her dimpled cheeks. Her make-up smeared from the crying as she watches imperial citizens being cut down in cold blood on the streets. The Sharpe blood stained fangs of one of Qyeemyexox many minions rip into the throat of a middle aged man as he tried to flee from the bloodcurdling tied of evil. Clíodhna cringed as the dark minions continue their killing and reign of terror. Suddenly there was a series of Sharpe thuds on door. “You’re Highness! You must leave; we have to get you to safety.” The voice of an Imperial Guardsman said. Defeated by the sorrow she picked her small slender body up from the window sill and ran over to the door. She opened the door and was quickly whisked away by the guardsmen. They ran down hall after hall of the Imperial palace. All of the lavish furnishings for naught as the planet was consumed by evil. They continued to race to make it to the hanger in time the get the princess and the royal family off the planet.
The group grew ever nearer to the hanger. Haphazardly a small band of Dark Minions met the group only mere meters from the hanger door and freedom. “Stand back Malady!” One of the Guardsmen ordered. As Princess Clíodhna huddled behind a pillar the Imperial Guardsmen drew their Lightreapers. Dark minions bellowed as they charged the group of valiant defenders. The Guardsmen opposed the evil beings with all of their will, but to no avail. They were cut down in battle, and the princess was taken hostage. The minions took Princess Clíodhna, the last remaining member of the Erebus royal family, to an awaiting transport. In the hanger a dark hulled craft was prepped and ready for take off anticipating the arrival of the Princess in the hands of the minions. Clíodhna kicked and screamed as the evil creatures carried her onto the transport. “No! Don’t take me! Let me go!” she screamed as the engines of the ship ignited and the craft up-heaved from the ground and blasted into space. The sleek dark hull seemed a absorb all of the light from the stars in the sky. 2 of Qyeemyexox’s fighters took flank to escort the transport the distance to Imehezo, the Dark World of the Gate. The pilot of the transport flipped a few switches that set the engines for light speed. In the rear of the ship Princess Clíodhna glanced back onto her home world for what she thought would be the last time. A single tear ran down her face as she watched as Tristan faded into a small pale blue dot in the distance of space.
http://www.wizards.com/starwars/images/ship_theta-class-shuttle.jpg
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“What about mother! What about mother James!” exclaimed a young 12 year old girl being drag along by her older brother. Hannah Shahrivar and James Shahrivar are 2 young Tristanian teenagers fleeing from the advancing hoards of Evil Minions. “Hannah stop it! We have to get to Uncle Perseus’ farm. We can’t go back for mother.” James barked. “But, we can’t just leave mommy!” she cried. Tears poured from Hannah’s eyes as they ran through the woods, away from the Tide of Evil and towards to country side. The legs of the 2 teenagers ached from the constant running. The strong and loving 16 year old brother held his sister’s hand as they ran towards the safety of there uncles farm. Birds were bolting from the trees, something was spooking them. A chilling quite came over the woods. James was overcome with kinesthesia, something was following them. He didn’t’ know how he knew, he just knew it. He looked down at his sister who had huddled closely to her older brother. “JJaammess, What’s going on?” She said in an affrighted tone. James knew that staying here would be the death of them. “Hannah, we have to run. We can’t stop until we get to the farm. Understand?” James said Abashly. The short lean girl nodded. Without any further delay the 2 teenagers bolted from the scene. Short of breath and energy they ran as fast as there bodies could take them. Nearing the edge of the forest the siblings ran with all of their leftover energy. In the distance they could see the roof of their uncle’s farm. Hannah began to breathe heavily; her energy was all but wasted. “Com’on Hannah don’t stop! You have to keep running!” James enheartened.
As they neared the farm they could make out the figure of there uncle next to a small space transport. “Uncle Perseus! Uncle Perseus!” James and Hannah cried. The old stout man looked up from what he was doing. “James! Hannah! Thank the lord, your safe. Were your mother? The ship is almost ready to go.” He said desperately. “She’s, dead.” The exhausted teenager said gravely. At a lost for words Uncle Perseus looked back over at the ship. “You two need to get on the ship. We will take the….” Before he could say another word a shrilling sound came from the woods. A score of Evil minions leapt and ran towards the 3 Tristanians. “James, you must take the ship and get your sister and yourself out of here, NOW!” He ordered. The tired and strained head of the teenage boy nodded. He grabbed his sister by the arm, who by this time was shrieking in terror at the sight of the ghastly creatures, and boarded the ship. “What about you? Aren’t you coming?” He questioned his uncle. “There’s no time for me. I will hold them off, Now GO! Take care of your sister.” He said as he looked back over to the band of creatures that were pressing nearer and nearer. James without hesitation ran to the controls of the ship, he flipped a few switches and the craft hovered above the ground. James and Hannah watched as their uncle bravely held off the minions. His vibro blade hummed as he elegantly and gracefully fought of the foul creatures. With a swift cut to the left he hewed a minion’s arm off. Completely surrounded by creature he switched to the defensive Soresu form. Creatures showed their blood thirsty fangs and let out bloodcurdling shrills as they all completely engulfed the man. James quickly engage the engines to full thrust and retreated from the planet. Now the 2 siblings would have to fend for themselves. No mother, no father, and no home.
Quest for Providence (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=540138)
OOC: More to come. Any comments? Does this sound interesting?