War of Forces: Chapter 1

[froofmyster]

Kardin stood at the head of the table. He stamped his foot to get the attention of his comerades. "A battle's started off between Kel Nu'ur and Tramph in the center of town. 32 People have already died, 9 of which under the age 12. We've got to stop the fight. Kel Nu'ur is both rich and violent, so prepare yourselves for a difficult fight. That is all." He took his dagger from the table and sheathed it in his belt and ran out the door, leaving it open for the others.

[cruelty13]

Melandie Bell was walking up one of the streets in the city, when she suddenly heard a crash. She turned her head left and saw a battle reiging on the street. "Oh Rowt, not again! There was a battle last month. When will it stop." She thought. Then she put hand on her hat and bringed the other which was holding a basket of groceries to her stomach whil grabbing thightly from the basket. Then she started running as fast as she could in the other direction.

Vars stood in the town Square, a circle of corpses surrounding him and blood staining his sword. Vars was the last surviving follower of Kel Nu'ur in the battle. The elf struck down 2 more followers of Tramph. He saw others (these being Kardin and his companions) rushing down the street towards him. "Shit." Vars turned and ran. He swiftly leaped onto a building and started runningm, rain whipping at his face. He drew his bow and turned, firing and striking one of his pursuers in the heart.

ooc: Could you please recognize the arrow as Vars's?

IC: Vars continued running and and jumping from rooftop to rooftop, his cloak billowing out behind him. He suddenly leaped off the building and turned to face those running after him, slowly extracting a large flask and a match. He spilled the contents of the flask on the ground, lit the match and flung it into the spilled liquid. It instantly ignited, creating a wall of fire betwwen him and those chasing him.

[Bombshell]

Bombshell walked for miles when he saw a war. "Kel Nu'ur and Tramph what do you want to become of this land a mess? Oh well not my fight unless anyone says that they hate Gla'en." Bombshell just walked on away for the battle. He had no intrest in the battle. After all he would get nothing out of it. Unless he stole something.

[froofmyster]

Kardin arrived at the scene. "Oh... DAMN." He said, looking at all of the slain Tramph followers, all of which Gorbonwitz. I hate this war. If onl- what the hell?! He thought, stopping by one of Vars' arrows. Vars Kaslerr... here?! He's still in Noham. ...Isn't he? He kept running down the street at top speed, moving as fast as his legs could carry him. He knows my secrets! He came to a halt at the wall of fire. He's here.

[cruelty13]

Still running, Mealndie realised something.

"OhH SHIT, MY HOUSE IS THAT WAY!" something yelled out in her head. She stopped and turned around just in time to see a fire burst out on the street.

"Thank god my house is a kilometer away from here!" She thought and started thinking on what to do next. Nothing came into her mind so she walked slowly into a large ally between two buildings, from where she could watch the events unraveling.

[Joseph Pandora]

Harold wasn't enjoying his choosen profession. He hadn't been able to pull of a large job for a two months now. Redudced to small time crime for that long Harold worried that he would never get another good heist. A elven woman with a bag of groceries cautiously walked down his alley. He sighed wondering whether or not it was worth it then got up and wearily drew his katana and pointed it at the womans neck.
"Your money or your life," he said monotonusly.

[cruelty13]

"Oh god no!" melandie sighted when a Gorbonwitz came up to her. SHe looked at the man and thought what to do. "Oh well" She said out loud, took the pouch from her side and gave it to the man. "I hope you are happy now. But you should know this does not bring proud to your race."

OOC:Basket of groceries, if it is the 16 century.

[Joseph Pandora]

Harold sighed, "I know but I got to make a living somehow. Thank you for your copperation." Harold put away his weapon and the money pouch and slowy walked down the alley.

[slightly aboveaverage man]

Magnus stood upon the balcony of the administration building of the city, gazing at the battle taking place in the town square. As the battle died down to the last few survivors, it was obvious that the forces of Kel Nu'ur were being routed, the last of their kind fleeing into the streets.

Magnus shook his head at the emense devestation, and terrible loss of life, then looked up to the sky. the air around him grew hazy, and he was lifted from his perch, his metalic garments being lifted by the very magnetic fields of the earth. He set down at ground level, and began checking for survivers...