Drelik

Seen from the highrisen fortified walls of Castle Greywynn, is the Dreadfort, dimly lit, weapons of warfare litter the ramparts of the keep, the castle seems just as lifeless, dreary and dull as ever. The Sariants of the Teutonic Order stand stoic and fierce, marching in regiments of the hundreds. As the Sariants march foward, unleashing there own havok and falling victim to black skies, dimmed with the arrows of the NATO alliance, Rose, Blackmont, and Carrion. After the first men fall, the Sariants begin to batter the walls for days on end, staying proud and assured of victory. --- Though in the fort, the men prepare to abandon post, and a heroic flank charge. The Dreadforts forces catch the Sariants offguard, smashing through there lines and devastating there forces. Many blackmonts fall from the intial charge, injured and ravaged by the arrow flurry. The Flayed Men, and there fierce allies collect there loot, cheer cries of victory and promises of conquest of the North, as they turn around, seeing there crumpled home. They round up there prisoners, the lowly plebians to be sent to Kralta, whilst the more important enemies who've fallen in the field, be horded off to the Dungeons of the Fort. In the Dungeons, the cries of many Green's, Adunian Chieftans, and Sariants are heard, as there skin is slowly peeled from there flesh.

"Aye, I wait for them to come knocking at The Dreadfort, there sadistic lust for there own demise will be answered." "There overconfidence they've determined from a single line battle will make the slaughter all the more ripe."

Appearantly you've never heard of Aegis. Also, mister here is a pic of the old poll http://gyazo.com/f8ac7eb5a247cabfae1b6e797c7d09a1 I myself voted for the 3v3+ , only because RP fighting should be default where there is less ground for all of the terrible things that comes with it.

Q. What will happen with PvP? Will it be default? A. This is an RP server, and not a PvP or factions server. People will always try to argue that RP fighting has powergaming, but if this happens to be the case then you should report the player in question. This has been discussed for a very long time, and what it comes down to is that everyone will have a different opinion on which system is best. In the end we are a roleplay server and not a PvP server. Can we atleast get a public poll? An old poll shows 75% of the server is pro pvp, wouldn't be too fair to shut them out without a poll atleast, or meeting halfway.

"And to war, we shall gooooooo!"

Drelik hears the town crier giving the decree "Sure glad I'll get to see some new faces around town!"

Drelik slowly decends into the Dungeon of the Dreadfort, a figure is seen struggling with a bag over his head, chained to a verticle flaying table, rough bruise marks, a ripped Teutonic Order tabard, and various pieces of flesh and skin litter the floor around him. Drelik places his hand on his head, pulling the bag off, he then narrows his eyes towards the captured Teuton, reaching into his bag, pulling out a piece of the Hochmeisters skin, throwing it to his face "Wipe yourself off." He then gazes his attention around, sighing angrily "We'll need to expand this chamber, It won't be big enough to house all of your scum, once we are done destroying them."

Elsewhere, Drelik Letholdus chuckles "Blackmont men ain't allowed 'cause tha' Hunter knows tha' I'll win an' take tha' ***** ta' my bed, before I flay 'er and send 'im new boots to wear ta' 'er funeral."

(( LOL ))

Ser Drelik Letholdus looks down in the pit, his eyes fluttering quickly and his face stricken with pain, and shock, his hand shaking rapidly, he touched his face, to see if his facial features were all still present, as he glided across his face, he felt a inward bump, indicating a gash across his face, removing his hands from his bloodied face, his gauntlent had drowned in blood, as he mutters for Man At Arms, Han, to assist him. He lies against the wall slumped, his eyes blinking more slowly now, dead focused on something in the distance, as his wounds were dressed.

"Ill come and I'll do good!"

The Halls of the Dreadfort, lit with the fires of various torches and fireplace warm the dark halls, as you walk through, you feel an unfamiliar chill run through your spine, as feint screams are heard echoing from the dungeon, laughter, from the mead hall, and the clanking of armor from the barracks. As the four men enter the mead hall of the Dreadfort, an iron plate, with a slab of half eaten pork and a dish of exquisite antipasta, scruffled, his bandana still strapped to his face, unsure of how the food is getting into his mouth, to his left, is a golden glass of wine. He looks up, grunting, and snorting as the four men approach. He rolls his eyes, looking up, his face having grown a bit more old and wrinkled, minus the effort of the tatooes, his hair, a few strains having turned grey from the stress of work. "Plenty o' mead to go around, spoil yerselves!" he says at this men at arms. Drelik then reads the expression on the mens faces, sighing, and looking at his belt for a means of defending himself, he grips a hold of his dagger, as the men leap ontop of him, forcing him down to the ground.

stands on the outside of the door, holding his sword out across the doorway, eyeing and cursing at anyone who passes to closely

I was so hype I had three sets of armor in my inventory from a battle, then i stopped and was all cocky and the rest of the army swarmed me :( I damage 20'd and I will admit there was some waterworks.

[OOC]MC NAME: [OOC] csalz96 YOUR NAME: Drelik Letholdus WHAT NATION ARE YOU LOYAL TO, IF ANY: Oren YOUR RACE: Human

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Captain Letholdus squints at the sign nailed to the Dreadfort scaffold, grinning "Here comes the new Champion of the Dreadfort."