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Post by queerly on Jun 4, 2015 20:43:59 GMT -5
Plot
The mortals responsible for breaking the Wall that shielded your people from harm remain on your island.
The Great Compromiser wills you to retrieve these corrupt individuals from the Forest of Giants and return
them to the herd, where they will be judged accordingly for their actions. Failure is not an option; the
king's orders are absolute.
Time of Day: Late Night
Weather: Cold, Overcast
Team CaptainXavier (RusticLass) Team MembersPippin
Checkpoints Reached: None Rules: 1. The Captain of the team must post first. 2. A posting order must be kept as people enter the rp. 3. No god-moding 4. React to the Checkpoints as they come! (If you don't know what a checkpoint is - don't worry - you'll know when they come!) 5. Communicate with your partners! 6. Have fun!!!! How the posting order works: Xavier must post first. There are literally two of you I'm not including an example ok And so on. This means you do not have to wait for someone to join, but once they do their first post you must wait for them.  |
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Post by RusticLass on Jun 5, 2015 10:19:14 GMT -5
[ Xavier | Overseer ]
Find them. Find them all.
So let it be written, so let it be done.
Xavier stood upon the brink of the Forest of Giants, his icy gaze narrowed to mere slits as he searched between the dark, shrouded trees, as if he expected the mortals to show themselves willingly. Willing or unwilling, they were coming back to face the Compromiser. Their King had been merciful enough to allow the mortals to remain as long as this, but no longer. It was time they faced their reckoning. Thought how they had managed to evade them for this long was surprising. . .
Though Xavier was not especially keen on fighting the pitiful things, he would do what was necessary, and without question. He thought of Illoue, how she was safe back at home with her father, protected by other guards. While he wasn't excited about that either, at least she was safe. He trusted his fellows to do what was asked of them, his jealousy aside. Glancing towards the chimeric horse at his side, Xavier whispered cautiously, "Grid or charge?" then motioned towards the forest with his nose. "How do you think it would be best for us to approach this? I doubt the mortals will see us coming. . . but strategy is always helpful, in the end."
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Post by elesette on Jun 5, 2015 17:36:32 GMT -5
Pippin rolled his eyes, careful to direct his face so that the royal wouldn't see his irate expression. He was never comfortable around royals - be they lesser of full blooded. Being next to the grey stallion made his skin itch, but he was happy to know that the adviser was as straight and to the point as he'd need. Perhaps they could find these mortals fast and return home and he could continue his quiet existence on the crescent.
"I doubt the mortals would" he commented, "but they have the witch on their side.... its hard to say if they have the upperhand with her to guide them" the thought of the witch made him nervous. She was the reason they had to hide and protect themselves on the small island that was the crescent. If she was powerful enough to break the seal that Valraldic had created - he shivered again. The thought scared him too much.
"But if we can separate them from the witch... I'm sure we can funnel them to the land bridge, and onto the crescent. At that point there will be no escape"
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Post by queerly on Jun 6, 2015 20:33:25 GMT -5
 Sidenote I am SO PROUD of you guys for sticking to your posting order, I know it's tough and you guys are champs. |
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Post by RusticLass on Jun 8, 2015 13:13:56 GMT -5
[ Xavier | Overseer ]
The dappled stallion eyed Pippin thoughtfully, thinking over what he'd said before returning his narrowed gaze to the massive trees before them. . . How the witch had managed to attain such power would always be a mystery to him- and probably to the whole of Aphelion as well. "Well," he murmured, "you speak truth, friend. There's nothing else for it but to charge in and try to fulfill this mission." With a lurch in his movement, the stallion was trotting forwards, long legs eating up the ground beneath him easily. Though they had managed to evade them for this long, with the search parties already in motion, these lone mortals were bound to leave a trail behind them. . . they couldn't be as careful while on the run, it was the classic expectation of the hunter to it's prey. Wear them down until they slip up, and then, once they've reached their weakest point, you pounce, swooping in when they least expect it and take them.
Hunting these horses would be no different than hunting predators that threatened the lives of the few tiny foals the herd had been blessed with. Though he himself had never actually encountered any of these mortal beings, so he knew little of their habits or actions. Childishly, he wondered if they were that different. . . well, obviously they were less powerful, there was no doubt about that. The Aphelion horses possessed the vast majority of the magical energy in Chevalin, but somehow, these others must have found a way to gain it as well. . . it was a mystery indeed. "This is probably a ridiculous question, but, have you ever encountered a mortal before?"
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Post by queerly on Jun 18, 2015 21:32:35 GMT -5
 so proud of progress -tear- |
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