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Post by Lady Galadriel on Sept 7, 2007 18:09:31 GMT -5
The Emerald Outpost [/center][/u]
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Post by Lady Galadriel on Sept 8, 2007 0:43:29 GMT -5
Zeben Aven[/b]
Zeben Aven devoured the flesh of Siphinia bare flesh. She was an excellent slave and he would have to admit, he she had the same sick mind he did. The thought of the things they'd done the night before exciting him once again.
"We will gather more forces today, my love," he told her as her nails scrapped down his chest.
"Excellent," she purred. The Seer smiled wickedly as she thought about what they had just done together. After all he was still chained to the bed. "Shall I gather your generals for you?"
"Yessss," the Necromancer hiss out. "I think today I shall accompany them. It has been a long time since I have joined in the merriment of death dealing."
"Then it shall be done, m'lord," she said, reaching for the brass key on the bed table. "I shall go summon them for you."
"Go," he ordered as he uncuffed his hands. "Before you regret were you are sitting."
He watched her glorious body sway as she walked away and growled. He had work to do.
<tag Lux>
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Post by Billy Rose on Sept 8, 2007 11:40:46 GMT -5
Lux
Lux was sharpening her sword, as she often did before battle. Not only did it keep her weapon in shape, it also gave her something to keep her occupied before the time came to slaughter Zeben's enemies.
The constant sound of the sharpening stone moving over the blade soothed her like nothing else could. It seemed to whisper to her that soon she would be coated in the enemy's blood, their life, their very essence. That soon she would win, and anyone who dared oppose her would fail. That-
Lux took a deep breath and forced the thoughts from her head as she saw Siphinia approach. 'There's no need to indulge in bloodlust fantasies just yet...' she scolded herself mentally.
"Is it time?" she said aloud as she rose to her feet before Siphina, having to look down on her somewhat from her height.
<Tag Siphinia, any>
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Post by Lady Galadriel on Sept 9, 2007 19:16:59 GMT -5
Siphinia
Siphinia eyes glittered as she stepped into the room. She watched Lux methodically sharpening her blade. The seer leaned silently against the doorframe until the girl looked up. Siphinia licked her lips as she approached the soldier. Lux was deliciously beautiful. But then again, most people who had a bloodlust like Lux's...
"Yes, my dear," Siphinia told her. "It is time. Gather your men. We are hunting today."
<tag LUX>
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Post by Billy Rose on Sept 9, 2007 21:08:17 GMT -5
Lux
Lux grinned viciously and her grip on her rapier tightened until her knuckles turned white. She sheathed the blade before wrapping Sephinia in an impulsive hug. She then charged from the room to find her soldiers.
Moments later she poked her head back in and, still grinning, apologized for the hug. While she didn't particularily enjoy asking forgiveness for her actions, she also didn't want to cross a line with Zeben's Seer anytime soon out of fear of being restrained at the camp while everyone else went to battle. After that she began the methodical process of tracking down her men.
<Tag Sephinia>
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Post by Lady Galadriel on Sept 14, 2007 0:20:59 GMT -5
Zeben and Siphinia
Siphinia purred in delight as Lux threw her arms around her. She inhaled the warrior's scent before Lux pulled out of the embrace and sprinted off to find her men. And when she appeared moments later, Siphinia's eyes glimmered in the candlelight of Lux's small room.
As the girl apologized, Siphinia nodded her forgiveness against her better judgement) and stood, heading out to start her vision quest for the upcoming battle. Twenty minutes later, when she entered the armory, she watched a "slave" strapping on his armor. The ebony armor seems to absorb the light as they gave her an omnious feeling.
"Have you scribed in your brazier yet?" he asked her, not looking back.
"Yes, my lord," Siphinia replied. "The small outpost will not go easily. It's inhabitants will put up quite a fight. However, you will find a man, a human to be more precise. He will be a valuable asset to our cause. He will not pose a threat to you as you battle."
"Excellent," Zeben's said, his lips curling into a sneer. "Another village will fall or join me. Now, tell me. Can this human be trusted?"
The Seer sauntered to stand in front of him. Her slim hips swaying elegantly as she walked. "That is for you to decide. My visions only go so far, I am afraid. I cannot see into a man's sould, my liege."
"Very well. We will leave on the hour," Zeben said, gripping the helmet of his armor. He looked her over and growled out his next comment"You will be at my side, Seer."
"As you wish," Siphinia answered as she bowed in front of him. "I shall prepare and be waiting."
Zeben watched her leave. The girl has an unbelievable body and she knew just how to use it. The thought made his loins ache from deep within his armor as he stepped out of the armory and sought out Lux.
He found her in the courtyard. "Are we prepared? Siphinia has forseen a bloody battle. The village will not go easily, but we will prevail."
<tag LUX>
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zoken
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Post by zoken on Sept 14, 2007 9:49:20 GMT -5
Denson
Denson was strolling about, hoping to come upon another group of fools he might "help". He wore only light armor and carried a sword he was mediocre at best with. He was not a fighter, and usually chose not to fight if he could avoid it. Talking was a much more profitable way to handle disagreeances. As he walked, an errant thought passed through his mind: Had he commited any crimes? Sure he'd said things to encourage the Orcs to fight and kill each other, however he'd not, himself, ever taken a single life. Nor had he actually told the Orcs to fight. No, he simply relied on the nature of the Orcs to take care of that. He wondered if he could manipulate elves so easiy.
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Post by Billy Rose on Sept 14, 2007 10:43:03 GMT -5
Lux
"We're always ready, boss," Lux said with a grin that barely contained her excitement. Her men nodded behind her, the one she considered her most capable still clutching the side of his face tightly.
When Lux found them they had been playing a card game, and while she didn't care that they were gambling she did care that she hadn't been notified. Her guys were convinced she was a cheat and often left her out of things if they could. She did in fact cheat, her father had taught her numerous things before his demise, but she took offense when she was left out of things. Hence the cut up the side of the soldier's face.
<Tag Zeben, any>
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Post by Lady Galadriel on Sept 17, 2007 21:42:33 GMT -5
Zeben and Siphinia
Zeben looked at Lux, helmet in hand and smiled wickedly. She was his best warrior by far. She would kill without remorse or fear. And that's why he trusted her.
"There will be one," Siphinia said. "He wants to follow Mygathyn."
"Don't not harm him once he turns himself over," Zeben snapped to the soldiers lined up behind him. "If he is harmed, I will harm you. Understood?"
<tag Bad guys>
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Post by Billy Rose on Sept 18, 2007 11:33:44 GMT -5
Lux
Lux nodded, slightly bothered by not being able to take one more life, but kept herself from pouting about it somehow. 'Just one life...' she reasoned to herself, hoping she could snap out of the mayhem long enough to follow Zeben's simple rule.
"Are we going now then?" she asked anxiously, sounding perversely like a kid waiting for a surprise.
<Tag Zeben, Siphinia>
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Post by Lady Galadriel on Sept 24, 2007 22:40:58 GMT -5
Zeben, Siphinia and Sorkol
"Yes, my pet," Zeben said to Lux. He glanced over at the Orc Chieftan standing next to Lux. "Is everything taken care of with the elves, Sorkol?"
The Orc scoffed at the Necromancer. "Yes. Queen is done."
"Good," Zeben said, his ebony armor moving with his body. He slipped on the ornate helmet. "We ride. Kill everyone but the man who will aid us."
<tag Lux/DENSON>
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Post by Billy Rose on Oct 1, 2007 21:35:02 GMT -5
Lux
Lux had taken off the moment Zeben had confirmed they were leaving in her eagerness to retrieve her horse, an black clydesdale with bright white on it's lower legs.
When they finally reached the village Lux's horse reared up, kicking it's front legs frantically as she forced him to a stop. "Let's do this!" she shouted before unsheathing her rapier and slashing out at a screeching mother who was trying to get her children to safety. The scream cut off abruptly as the blade sliced through her throat.
Several drops of blood landed on Lux's cheek and she let out a yell of triumph before hopping off her horse and preparing for the next kill.
<Tag Zeben, Denson, any>
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zoken
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Post by zoken on Oct 6, 2007 18:32:53 GMT -5
Densen saw the attackers ride in and was almost paralyzed with terror. he wondered if this would be the day he died. though, he did appreciate the irony that he had, just this morning, dismissed his last Orc. There was no one to protect him and he was mediocre at best with a blade. When he saw the woman (Lux) strike down the mother he began to doubt even his silver tongue would save him... not that he wouldn't try.
"M'Lady," he called, seeing Lux. "I am Densen, my greetings to you. I was wondering if I might aide you in finding what you need?"
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Post by Billy Rose on Oct 8, 2007 20:32:34 GMT -5
Lux
Lux growled and kicked him upside the head, yanking him off the ground almost as soon as he landed. "What I need is more blood upon the ground, and glory in Zeben's name!"
She slashed out with her rapier without looking, nicking the arm of a sturdy looking man as he ran to aid an old man being torn apart by one of Zeben's men. She shoved Densen away harshly at a water trough to deal with the now annoyed soon to be victim of hers.
<Tag Densen, any>
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Post by zoken on Oct 11, 2007 8:28:31 GMT -5
Densen
He pulled himself out of the water trough, a little annoyed. "Is there someone more SANE I could talk to then?" he barked in annoyance. He looked about for a commanding officer. One thing he'd learned in his life, Negotiation was never out of the question, you just had to pray you were brining something desirable to the table.
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