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It had all started earlier that year, when King Esterlen the Ruthless kicked the bucket without first having the good sense to nail some babe and leave Oren with a living heir.  Dunamian bigwig Richard revlis was already in the neighborhood of the throne room so he went ahead and grabbed the crown for himself, but this kind of pissed off the felsen guard commander, a massive badass guard known as balthazar the big.  There was also a third dude who staked a claim on the recently-vacated throne, some indian bastard named John Horen II, but he was currently dicking around in Malinor doing God-knows-what and doesn’t really figure into this tale at all.
 
But all of a sudden the entire Dunamis army had hopped on their sweet four-wheel-drive ATVs and covered 180 miles in four days, catching the felsen guard camping at felsen gates with their ******* loin cloths down.  The guard  leaders had not expected the dumams to mobilize nearly as quickly as they did, and when the horizon suddenly became alive with the fluttering banners and gleaming steel of five thousand enemy soldiers, the guards knew they were beyond totally fucked.  Most of their armor and weapons, along with one-third of their army, was still waiting back at the ships - nearly a day's march away and about as much use to these disorganized troops as a last season's J. Crew catalog.
 
Standing astride the bridge was one man.  A giant guardsmen silently surveyed the dunamis, firmly clutching a massive double-bladed Greataxe in his weathered, calloused hands.  A lone elven hero granted permission by his guard captain to die honorably in combat, tasked with defending the narrow bridge and buying time for his brethren to reorganize.  His face was concealed by an imposing horned helm - metal plates reinforcing a mask constructed from the bleached bone remains of a fearsome animal skull, his wild eyes peering through the darkness like searing orbs of white-hot flame.  A living demon, sent forth from the darkest recesses of Hell itself to exact brutal vengeance on any mortal brave or foolish enough to cross him, defying anyone with more balls than sense to test his wrath.
The full might of the dunamis army charged the bridge, determined to extricate this colossal beast from his post through the sheer weight of their numbers, but the narrow walkway above the raging waters of the River felsen was only wide enough for four men to stand abreast, and its guardian was unwavering in his resolve.  The first rank of fighting men crashed full-speed into the guards like a school bus full of insolent teenagers being hurled face-first into a wall of unflinching spikes.

 
Suddenly a nameless elf stepped forth, in shabby gear he drank a potion of infinite strength, and charged the guardsmen lines.
The war chants of ancient heroes sung in the fearless Elf's ears, as though an invisible primitive iPod were blasting the song "Boby *****" by Marcitos at maximum volume as he wrought terrible havoc upon the apprehensive and overmatched felsen guardsmen.

He went on to kill all the guardsmen in a single blow, and the giant guardsmen with them.

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"Such fiends deserve to be put under the watchful eyes of the skygods, no more illegal activities for them I say!" says snickers in protest

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The nameless elf stomps on his enemies, offering a smug huff as he leaves almost as quickly as he came to slaughter the men. The Mali calls back over his shoulder as he hurries away, "Your men are like little ants! Great in number but small and ineffective by themselves!"

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"Bad man Kiveck!" Garsto mutters.

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9 hours ago, Venom1256 said:

The nameless elf stomps on his enemies, offering a smug huff as he leaves almost as quickly as he came to slaughter the men. The Mali calls back over his shoulder as he hurries away, "Your men are like little ants! Great in number but small and ineffective by themselves!"

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"Man you are such a great fighter, I'm trembling in my boots!"

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"I recall no battle," a Treeman would day standing high atop the church of Felsen, defending the city he swore to protect. "All I remember is a bunch of people violating raid rules and running around like dimiwts proceeding those events and the great blue men in the sky doing diddly squat to punish them."

 

With that, Treeman and the great Donaldis Trumpicus would fly through the sky in Apache helicopters, pugsying everyone on the server, firing missiles at everything that moves, and forcing all the races to again flee Vailor.

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3 hours ago, Salvo said:

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"Man you are such a great fighter, I'm trembling in my boots!"

 

2 hours ago, Lsuvsfar said:

"I recall no battle," a Treeman would day standing high atop the church of Felsen, defending the city he swore to protect. "All I remember is a bunch of people violating raid rules and running around like dimiwts proceeding those events and the great blue men in the sky doing diddly squat to punish them."

 

With that, Treeman and the great Donaldis Trumpicus would fly through the sky in Apache helicopters, pugsying everyone on the server, firing missiles at everything that moves, and forcing all the races to again flee Vailor.

"Why are you upset about it?" asks man!

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2 hours ago, Ⓢⓚⓘⓟⓟⓨ said:

 

"Why are you upset about it?" asks man!

((its in ooc chill ur **** lads

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31 minutes ago, Harrison_ said:

((its in ooc chill ur **** lads

((please don't spam OOC in an RP thread HBrules))

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(( honestly I was in ts and the raidbaiting wasn't an issue to them, the orenians legitimately wanted some pvp but there was some fishy potions involved, no point to ***** about broken rules lol

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(( ik skip and justy its that they had their knickers in a knot and they had to chill ;(

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*Pius the Great Bambino sings his war chant as he sees his Dunamaise war-boy charge into battle*

"It's the eye of the spider, its poison in one bite. Oh look out i'm an excellent fighter!"

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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