The "ghost" Tavern

[Archmage_Cataris 622]

((Capt0z plays Geoffrey, one of the three triplets, due to busy with Uni work, he asked me to RP him in his stead

[8:10:58 PM] Capt0z: Tell them that I burst into the room and did whatever you need me to do

[8:11:05 PM] archmage_cataris: cant

[8:11:15 PM] archmage_cataris: would seem powergamey if I rped you in my favor

[8:11:36 PM] Capt0z: Tell them they can bring it up with me on Skype, In-game, or over PMs if they're that pedantic.))

*Borric quickly brings the sword down, stopping the blade with his own blade as he feels his wrist take the hit, he quickly swings the mans blade back up as he brings his sword up and around for his own swing*

*Geoffrey stands up from the table, sick of the fighting before him, he reaches for the table, lifting it up as he flips it into the air, he then reaches down to draw his own sword, he raises it and points it at Ahriman*

"Your blood is mine!"

*Geoffrey jumps over the table, as he madly swings at Ahriman*

[Arkelos 1027]

The female dwarf grins as she bolts pass Ahriman, dripping the same poison into his wounds that is now in the wolf. The poison is a very powerful crippling poison, able to paralyze a rampaging orc. She's been using this to paralyze her rowdy customers. The wolf chases her as she quickly runs out of the tavern, closing the door behind her as she bolts up the nearby redwood tree.

((The reason why it is called the Ghost tavern is coming soon~))

[E__V__O 2000]

Evark Walks into the Tavern seeing the fighting happening, Smirks at them as he walks in and takes a seat on the side watching them. Sees the Wolf on the floor with some sort of daggers in it. Evark looks back up watching the fight as his leans back and watches the fight smiling at them

[V0idsoldier 1139]

((Capt0z plays Geoffrey, one of the three triplets, due to busy with Uni work, he asked me to RP him in his stead))

((? If he cant come he cant come... no need to rp as him lol. Also, a few things, it would be... incredibly hard to block his blow, dodging is easy, blocking not so much. And Vardak, how does a pudgy short dwarf out run a rampaging fast wolf =3, meh its all fun and games.))

Knows the mans wrist must be nearly broken, shattered from trying to block his blow, his massive sword having so much momentum. Sliding back across the floor he holds his sword in front of him, blocking half his body as the two men rush him. The woman flies past her, Alva shortly beyond her, a couple drops of poison hitting his chest, though no wounds are open there, he has no chance of wiping it off, using all of his strength to block their blows. The poison slowly runs down his chest, slowly but surely down his body and nearing the wounds on his legs.

AROOOOOOOO

Alva howls, slamming into the door as it explodes open, Ahriman howls in unison, throwing down his arms as his massive blade pushes them back, sending him back as well, sliding across the floor, disappointed by the mans cowardliness, he readies himself once more, using the time to wipe away the poison just before it reaches his legs, figuring that because he hasn't dropped yet, it didn't reach his wounds.

[Arkelos 1027]

((Not pudgy in the waist, she's got muscle from walking and running about her tavern. Allowing her to run like that, think cartoony if you must))

Peices of the tavern begin to fade and dissapear as the Dwarven woman runs away, flailing about as she looks back. The tavern was vanishing... She had found the old tavern once ago, it's state nearly the same as today, before this fight. Almost all of what was there vanished, Table, chairs, counters...

All vanished. All gone. This was it. The dwarven woman had left her life behind and the people there as well. She didn't take anything as she hid in the Cloud temple, fearing that the wolf might have followed her.

((Basically all of the tavern, except for the stone brick framework is gone. The tavern was an illusion to draw out those who would want a drink, and share a story. I need to go for now. Go fight still!))

[Archmage_Cataris 622]

((If someone can't RP your wolf than he can't come :I that's your logic. Your sword is almost as tall as you, yet you can swing it fast? Have you lifted a blade before? Let alone a greatsword, it would take a lot of strength and wouldn't swing "fast".))

*Borric slashes once more but is blocked hard, as he notices his hand bend back too far and with a loud snap of bones he drops the sword and blood begins to pour out from where the bone is now jutting from, he panics as he reaches for his hand, stumbling backwards in pain as falls over on the fallen table he then slams onto the ground*

*Geoffrey rushes around Ahriman, diverting his attention as he begins to clash blade with blade once more, he then brings his sword forward in a thrust towards Ahrimans chest*

[E__V__O 2000]

The Tavern starts to Vanish in front of him, Falls of the floor as his crooked chair has now vansihed. Evark sees the Dwarven women start to look around as it vanished around her. He gets up from the now grass floor and just sees the stone brick framework, All Evark sees now is the other people there, Takes out his Scythe as he looks at them all, Starts to walk backwards to get away from them.

[V0idsoldier 1139]

((I gotta sleep too XD, 4:36 AM ughhh. This was epic rp! Also, not everything has to be realistic Catty =P, call it magic if you like, but yes he can wield a large blade bigger than himself with ease. I don't want or mean to powergame, sowwy.))

Ahriman stumbles back, utterly surprised, almost even confused, though his keen eyes catch on the illusion "Magic..." He says, unsure, he twirls his huge blade and sets it on his back "Your strong, you three could kill me, goodbye." He says, matter of factly as he turns to leave, stepping over mounds of dirt, everything gone. Turning to leave, the blade catches him by surprise, piercing into his chest, but only slightly, Ahriman's hands shoot up, grabbing the blade before it can go any further, he throws it back, cutting open his hands, and his chest cut open as well. He growls, angered, but knowing he wont last long, he steps back, trying to leave. "Tend to the man or he will die" he says, stepping back wards.

[Archmage_Cataris 622]

*Geoffrey glares at the man, blade at the ready before he sheathes it once more, he quickly turns and hurries to Borric as he notices the ground is now grass, he looks about in confusion as the entire tavern is gone and they now stand in an open grassy field, only brick framework remains.. he stutters for a moment in complete shock before he realizes he needs to help his brother, he quickly begins to tend to the wound*

[steelersfan1221 300]

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