ThumperJack 927 Share Posted December 6, 2015 (edited) A group of four Doomforged travel across the snowy wastelands near Urguan. All of different sizes, one being but a small child, another being what most would call a teenager, and another being a young man. The last is the tallest and strongest looking, yet also the oldest. His jet black beard has a few greyish hairs on the chin, and his eyes speak of a man who has seen all that this realm can throw.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzczg3MreZg&list=PLBEDA635397C23509&index=7Demagol Doomforged, Son of Iban, Son of Urir travels with three of his children. Vizragol walks beside his father, keeping hold of his younger sister Ophila with an arm about her. Their father holds the youngest's, Iban II, hand and eventually picks the lad up. They head for a cave to shelter from the coming storm, and once inside gather around. Demagol looks around at his children quietly, and he smiles to them "Ye know...t'is ain' t'at bad. Kinda relaxin', ye know?"Vizragol, becoming a carbon copy of Demagol, chuckles "Ah bit fatheh, aye." The other two smile and nod.Demagol laughs "Har Har! Ophila, Iban, ye can talk tuh ye kno-" He stops, his bloodred gaze narrowing at the sounds of yelling and weaponry drawing outside. He stands picking up his sword, Vizragol mirrors his father and the other two look at them then the entrance with wide eyes. "F-fatheh, wot's 'appenin'?""Ophila, ye remembeh wot weh talked 'bout? Run lioke ah rabbi' an' find t'e 'ole?" The girl nods, and she picks up Iban II. Demagol looks to Vizragol "Lad, keep focus'd. W'en fiogh'n star's, ye'll take down ah few, back uff, take down ah few, back uff. 'it an' run son." Vizragol nods, and they ascend the cave and walk outside.The bandits that had been tracking them for weeks finally caught up, they snarl and lash about. The leader steps forward as soon as Demagol's face is seen, saying "So ya've stopped runnin', eh freak? Ya ready ta' die, 'long with yer freak kids to?" Demagol, his face as stony as it's ever been, stares at him and readies his story "Come at meh, fawker."The bandit leader laughs, and then he points at the two Doomforged signaling the group to charge. What the bandits didn't expect, was the animal roars that resounded from the Doomforged's mouths and the charge that followed.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEqphlDxk1g Demagol dove into the oncoming bandits with a twisting strike, lopping off one's head and slashing into the chest of the one behind the beheaded. Vizragol did the same, ripping open one's chest and spinning about to decapitate another. All the while, the Doomforged roared like the animals they were. Demagol eventually found the leader, trading blows with him and gaining new wounds. They fought and fought across the reddening snow, until fatigue began to take place. The bandit realized this, and called for his men to assist him, which many ran from Vizragol's onslaught to help their leader in taking down the elder Doomforged. Demagol fought them off best he could, though through the wounds he had already recieved, he was finished. Despite his best efforts, he could not possibly fight off this many men himself. One of them slashed his chest, and he fell.Demagol, Son of Iban, Son of Urir, Clan Father of the Doomforged, falls on the blood-stained snow. Vizragol, Son of Demagol, Son of Iban, knowing he must survive in order to keep his siblings safe. He limps off without the bandits knowing, for they were to busy gloating over their kill and tending to their wounded. They also head off, leaving Demagol in the snow, but what they didn't know, didn't bother to check...Was his breathe still came. ((Basically, I'm making Demagol inactive. Going to be very inactive myself, might pop on to RP as Dema's newest kids (The ones said in this post). I'm not really good at long goodbyes, and since this isn't really a goodbye, I'll say cya mates.)) Edited December 6, 2015 by Odyssion (Jack) 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crowbill 493 Share Posted December 6, 2015 Hellio find out about the news from people and murmurs to himself "Whu knuws what'll 'appen, at least deh kids are alive...ah shoite dis means deh forge 's gonna beh empty...." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tharggus 50 Share Posted December 7, 2015 (edited) Armkohm sits in the tavern hearing the news he mumurs to himself "My friend till we meet again" Edited December 7, 2015 by mrxgameingx Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
chaotikal 2392 Share Posted December 7, 2015 Muradin sees Demagol off as the Doomforged makes his way yonder with his children. "Kazahar!" He'd utter, giving a shy wave with a crank of metal within his suit of armor. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
wytch 870 Share Posted December 13, 2015 (edited) Archaem sat alone in a corner of the great dwarven kingdom of Kal'Akash, a fist clenched as he looked over the letter that Arkholm passed onto him for information. Arhcaem's eyes were the only noticeable light, staring down at the paper. He let out a long and saddened sigh. "May yeh rest in peace, old friend." He folded the letter up and placed it within his robes. He pushed himself from the seated positions and walked off, his staff tapping against the floor as he wandered off. Edited December 13, 2015 by The Doctor Dude Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josh3738 3137 Share Posted March 15, 2016 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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