Styrmwraith Tales

[Donkey_Kong_JR]

Achan blocked an oncoming sword, then grabbed the man’s neck and squeezed. The man was gasping for air. "Scream." Achan said in a low voice. The man's neck cracked under the pressure of Achan’s hand before he ran out of breath. The corps rested limply in Achan’s hand. Achan grinned, but looked up and saw the angel falling to the ground.
"Do not allow the angel to die!"
Achan turned and threw the dead body at an oncoming warrior, then took to the air. "I can’t believe I’m about to help an angel." he muttered
"Do as I say!"
"Of course master."
Achan sent himself at one of the dragonmen tackling him to the ground, and driving his axe into the dragonman’s skull, then turned to see 2 more dragonmen flying down at the hurt angel. Achan quickly raised his hand sending a rain of fire balls at the dragon men. They landed on either side of the angel, scorched. Achan ran over to the angel and saw that he was still alive. Five more warriors were coming at them. "Enough." he said quietly as he put his axe on his belt. Achan raised his hands and closed his eyes. A wall of fire began to form at his hands and began to expand. Achan pushed forward sending the wall of fire at the on coming warriors, leaving nothing but ash. More warriors continued to rush him. "Are all of you so ready to meet your death?" Achan knelt down and put his hands to the ground. Fire shot up from the ground under the oncoming warriors. Achan got up and looked around. The warriors left the angel alone, and focused on the others. Achan nodded with satisfaction.
"Do not stop now. You need to gain their trust."
Achan pulled out his axe and charged into the battle again.
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Raven blocked a sword with his own and drove his dagger into the warrior's heart. Raven still had an arrow in his arm, and the pain was increasing. Raven put away his dagger, deciding to save the remaining strength in his arm for when it was needed, and continued to fight with one sword. A warrior same at him and swung at Raven’s head. Raven ducked and came up driving his sword through the man's gut. Raven kicked the body off of his sword and turned to block and oncoming axe. Raven felt his sword being pushed down. Raven took a quick step back, and the warrior fell flat on his face giving Raven a chance to drive his sword through his back.

[singingelk]

"Up ahead is a pass. They are upwind waiting on the mountain slope someplace in the trees". Singing Elk explained. That is the direction from which the wind comes. "I would say they are a mile ahead of us". The Dragoman said Bandits? Perhaps they seek to not only to hunt but to rob travelers".

[PillsburyDoughboy]

"You can't continue to fight with that arrow sticking out of you." Daynael told Raven "We need to retreat to saftey where me and Miri can heal you so you can get back to battle," Daynael looked around for Miri and saw her running toward him "I found Gabriel" Miri gasped as she was running out of breath from all this fighting "He is fine, he being protected by someone with magic like mine but 10 times more powerful." "Good," Daynael answered "Not realy" Miri said "The man protecting Gabriel is one of our foes, I herd him commanding the others, they want Gabriel alive, they must be planning on kidnapping him." Daynael looked at Raven "I hope you can fight longer because I am going to have to put you on hold for now, we need to rescue Gabrie." Daynael then asked Raven "You don't anything about this do you? Why would the enemy be after Gabriel?"

[g0d's_gam3r_g1rl]

Logan popped open the lid to the flask of firebrandy he had found hidden in the barn. He figured it was Dorrey's, but he didn't particularly care. The man was insufferable. What had entertained Logan at first about the man was the fact that he was willing to fight back, even though he was old and hardly a match for Logan. Now, Logan was getting quite annoyed at having to ward off attempts on his life. The old man tried to kill him at least twice a day. But Lord Braskas had told him to make sure Dorrey paid up and that was exactly what Logan was going to do. He just hoped the pay was worth it. Logan took a swig of the firebrandy, feeling the liquid scorch the back of his tongue and his throat as he swallowed and then heating his chest and stomach as it went down. He sighed. At least the man had good taste.

Logan's attention was diverted as he saw some smoke rise in the distance, just a few miles away. It disappeared as quickly as it had come. His eyes narrowed, his curiosity piqued as he watched the treeline. A winged figure flew up into the air and cast a fireball to earth, but was quickly shot down by an arrow. So, someone was doing battle. Logan glanced at the small cottage. Dorrey had decided to take a nap and probably wouldn't be up for another hour or so. Bored out of his mind from Dorrey's feeble attempts at assassination, Logan decided to investigate. He took another swig of firebrandy, tossed the flask onto the ground and unfurled his cramped wings, stretching them out as far as they could go. It felt good. Relaxing them just a bit, he bent his knees and pushed off from the ground, flying in the direction of the battle.

[Kitangel]

Vancile had picked off the last water sprite. His attention was now turned to the numerous flying Dragomen. Firing arrow after arrow, Vancile took down dragomen.

[PillsburyDoughboy]

Daynael wanting this to end now so he pulled out his two Katanas. He then rushed the battlefield swinging them around with such skill and grace that made him look like a samurai warrior. Head, arms, and torsos where dropping all around and blood was everywhere. Daynael had a hard time keeping his footing on slick blood covered ground. He was taking out every foe on the battlefield even those that the other's were fighting. He then spun around pulled out his crossbow and began firing into the air taking out dragoman after dragoman. Of course hogging all the action didn't make anyone one bit happy but he wanted to get a move so he did what he felt he had to do.

[g0d's_gam3r_g1rl]

Logan landed lightly in a tree just out of sight of the road. A vicious battle was going on, a virtual army of dragoman attacking a group of travellers on the road. His fingers tingled on his sword, his breathing becoming more rapid in anticipation of doing battle. He forced himself not to fight just yet. He needed to decide which side he was going to fight on before he stormed in with sword swinging. So he watched the battle. It seemed the group of travellers were woefully outnumbered and yet they were the ones who had caused the most carnage. He narrowed his eyes. There was angel-kind among the travellers. That's interesting. He mused.

Finally when he could stand it no longer, he decided to fight on the side of the travellers. He had done many sinful things in his life, but he had never taken the life of an angel and didn't intend to now. Logan dropped to the ground, bent down and grabbed a handful of sand, rubbing it between his hands to dry the sweat on his palms. He then furled his wings underneath his cloak, not wanting to be mistaken for one of the dragoman attackers. Taking a deep breath, he grasped his sword and unsheathed it, swinging it once, relishing the weight in his hands and the sound of the sword piercing through the air. He grinned and stepped out into the clearing.

The dragomen didn't appear to care who they were attacking for they came at him almost at once. One swooped down from behind him, but he ducked and let his attacker sail over him and land hard on the ground in front of him. Before he could react, Logan had sliced once with his sword, beheading his attacker. Still moving towards the group of travellers, Logan was accosted yet again by two more dragomen. The one on the right swung at his right side, but he simply back up, stepped out of the way with ease and, spinning to gain momentum, came up around behind the dragoman, ramming his sword into the dragoman's back. The other dragoman cried out in rage and charged at Logan, his sword drawn back. Logan removed his sword from the other dragoman's back just in time to block the blow, the clash of metal on metal ringing in his ears. The dragoman was a good fighter, but in his rage, was careless. Logan could see this. Instead of wasting energy trying to attack the dragoman, Logan simply blocked a few more of his blows, waiting for the dragoman to get so frustrated at his inability to avenge his fallen comrade that he would make a mistake. And he did. He swung at Logan from a strange angle and when he missed, lost his footing, falling to one knee. Logan delivered a swift kick to the dragoman's shoulderblades, knocking him completely to the ground as he plunged his sword into the dragoman's back.

Looking up, Logan noticed one warrior from the band of traveller's going completely berserk. Covered in blood and sweat the man was killing all the foes. He grumbled to himself. Should have gotten here sooner. Just as the warrior cut down the last dragoman, Logan caught a movement out the corner of his eye. One dragoman was not completely dead. He had gotten up, risen into the air and was now coming at the man with sword stretched out in front of him. Logan bent down, removed a dagger from his boot and flipped it in his hand, catching it by the blade. Drawing his arm back, he threw the dagger at the dragoman, catching him in the neck. The dragoman fell to the ground and rolled, landing just behind the warrior's feet.

Silence. Logan sheathed his sword and strode calmly over to where the dragoman had fallen. Without looking at the travellers, he reached for his dagger and pulled it out, shoving it back into his boot. He then stood and addressed the group his eyes searching each face. "Having a bit of a run-in with the locals, are we?"

[XoxOjo]

((what is this?? danyael had to be SAVED?!?!? what is this world coming to?? lil joke lil joke))

[XoxOjo]

Aethelind heard voices and woke up slightly, keeping her eyes shut. No...I'm much to comfortable to be awoken now She thought this to herself, and drifted off again.

((yes..yes i know...this post was pointless...juss lettin you know I'm getting better ))

[PillsburyDoughboy]

Daynael turned around to find his life was just saved by a stranger "Thanks for having my back," Daynael panted "But I could have taken him." Daynael caught his breath, "So who are you any how?"