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(OOC: Don't be afraid to make significant things happen, my aim with this thread is to thrive on the chaos that the roleplaying generates.)

Lothis crept along the damp, moss-covered walls of the underground tunnels so near his home. He was on a mission - his home had been attacked by goblins. It was a hit and run and it was Lothis' job to hunt them down. His keen dark elven senses were enough to help him navigate through the dark tunnels, but should he need it, he always had the blue glow of the holy long sword Lionheart to provide light. But for now, stealth was his friend. After hours of navigating and tracking through the long, twisting, dank, and dark underground coridors, Lothis found the goblin encampment. Now all Lothis had to do was locate the leader and kill it. Then perhaps the rest would flee in an unorganized terror. Silently he crept into the camp, moving from behind rock to rock. He was as silent as the panther stalking its prey. Then he spotted the leader. He was in the center of the group of thousands of goblins near the fire. He stood a solid two feet taller than the rest of the goblins and wore much more decorative clothes. Lothis had his target in sight.

Now... how should I do this?

Lothis stalled a few moments, trying to decide between his light crossbow, his hand crossbow laced with a fatal contact poison, or simply rushing through the hoardes to the leader.

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Long had it been since Dervec had seen a living soul. His self-enforced banishment had isolated him from civilization for decades. He pondered daily on what happened in the outside world, but vowed never to leave his cave. That is until an army of goblins decided to hide in his domain.

Now what are they doing here? Perhaps I shall investigate more closely.

Dervec slowly crept up to the goblin’s encampment to perchance gain some knowledge as to what brought them here. Sneaking up upon a group was no problem because this was his home. After some time of listening he determined why the goblins were hiding here. The information he gathered puzzled him. The world that he had left behind and the one that they had described were two different worlds. His previous life was full of life and love, but this world that they described was full of fear and death. They even gloated about how they slaughtered innocent villagers.

My previous sins pale in comparision to what these goblins have done. My penance will be paid in full after I rid this world of this scum.

For the second time in his life, Dervec had become angry. His body began to emit a blinding light that seemed to pulsate in accordance with his heart beat. Stealth was no longer an option. He would deliver these sinners to an early grave. He no longer cared what would become of himself; all he knew was that these goblins would pay for their transgressions.


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Forwards, a good dozen yards, did something sprint through the wilderness. The area was mainly forested, connifer trees dominating the area, but as they approached - as it approached - the trees grew slightly different. The ground became less permiable and more solid, evidence that the ground beneath was more rocky than that of simple soil. The trees that grew here were hearty, tall, but not as many florished. Their roots had to extend and encircle rocks, large plates of limestone and granite both, and even divulged proof of a subeterranian world below.

Trailing it, was a man, human man. He was by no means hulkling or imposing of stature, he exhibited nothing special aside from his alien clothing, an average person, appearing in his early early twenties, with average height and average weight. But he sprinted after the thing like he was driven by heaven or hell alike, sprinted after its wake, and an evil smile gleamed across his face, something almost demonic.



Graham dashed along. Somewhere, ahead of him, members of the Crimson Dawn were set out on a task. He knew them, and knew of them, quite little, but he reveled in a chance to express himself fully by providing his presence and aid to them here.

The landscape seemed to dim in reality, his progress steady and quick aong it. It was as if he had eyes and ears and a mind ahead of his own, seeing and taking note of the landscape and where to trasverse, where to skip over thick roots and through bushes. In a sense, he had all these things, as his mind knew what the thing ahead of him knew, what it saw, what it trasversed itself.

But as long as he was close to it, as long as their presence was near to one another, something seemed to possess the both of them. In Graham himself, he felt something... almost evil. No, almost was an understatement, and evil was a generalization. Driven, driven was a good terminoligy for it. And the thing ahead of him, as long as it was near, felt a clarity and understanding, it felt control and intelligence, it felt... complete, it felt a cause.


The demonic being set in obsidan armor, sporting all the charicataristics of an insect designed by the devil himself, it finnaly found the entrance to its destination. It paused for a second, tasting the air, noting the presence of Lothis, and the unfamiliar Dervec, along with a mass of bodies and beings obviously belonging to the 'goblin' beings it had seen here and there in this region.

It paused, and then it launched itself. It lept fowards, like a pounce, at a semi-concealed hole in the ground, and gripped the lacework of roots along the 'cieling' of the hole, and vaulted itself into it. It's perceptions, all of them, were barely hindered, if at all, by the blackness and absence of light below. It bounded along the cieling of the tunnel, deeper and futher, around a bend, swinging in a sort of graceful flip fowards around a steep dropoff, and continued along its way.






Graham had found the entrance. He had found it several seconds ago, for that matter, although not of his own accord. He breathed something that could have been a chuckle, could have been a sigh of relief, and lept deftly fowards. The tunnel was well cleared at the bottom, but there was very little light below. In an attempt to remain hidden, no torches were mounted on the walls, no lamps, only roots adorned the tunnel here. Nonetheless, he made progress quickly, stepping around curves and corners as if his mind had a map prepared for him already, knew his every pace along the depths.

He breathed heavy, quickly, but was not exhausted as he would normally have been. A hand flew to his collarbone, touched something there, and ran down the leingth of his middle, a soft 'vvvvvzzzzzzttt' sounding as he 'unsealed' the middle of his coat somehow. Catching the air as he ran, like a madman through an alleyway, his coat framed his figure. His hands dove and crossed into the insides of it, grasping handfulls of metal material. He could smell, somehow, everything below.

Leaping down a steep incline in the tunnel, he threw both his hands down, each holding on to a leingth of chain, to the ground to brace his impact. Crouched, smiling evilly, he set forwards to where a couple of astranged beings observed what he could sense were a mass of goblins.

This would be a good time to meet, and get to know, his newest guildmates...

- Graham

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Fawn strolled down the path, stopping every now and again to look at a pretty tree or flower. She was rather enjoying her walk. It was a quiet day, at least in her part of the forest. The breeze was cool, or perhaps only to Fawn. The sun shone warmly. Birds chirpped in their trees. It was truly a remarkable day.

Just then, Fawn heard a sound coming from the forest. She immediately hid herself, moving stealthily into the brush. Going past, near noiselessly, Fawn saw Graham. Curious and intrigued, Fawn began to follow him. She followed him across, under, over, and through the various terrains, trying to remain unnoticed. Finally, he paused.

Fawn raised an eyebrow and approached him. "Lord Graham?" she whispered, uncertain what he was hunting, or whom.

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Lothis was pondering what to do when he saw in the corner of his eye something blue flare up.

Could that be reinforcements for the goblins? I can't wait to find out, I must make my move now!

Lothis shot his hand crossbow at the leader of the goblins. It sank into its flesh but the hearty goblin only laughed and pointed in Lothis's direction. Goblins started swarming in his direction.

Damn! That was the most lethal poison in all of the subterranean! I'm out of options. Here goes nothing! YAAAA!!!!

Lothis jumped out from behind the rock, nearly killing 20 goblins right next to it out of fright, and charged straight towards the center - to the leader. Lothis took many minor knicks and cuts to the hips and legs as he ran but soon he found himself face to face with the leader. Lothis wasted no time and jumped towards him doing a downward slash manuever. The crafty goblin pulled a sai out of his sleeve and parried the attack. They fought for several minutes, almost dancing, before Lothis realized the futility of it. This goblin was very skilled, almost his equal. He had to try a risky manuever.

Lothis blocked the next incoming sai attack with his hand, causing the sai to completely pierce through his palm. Lothis winced at the pain but continued his attack and came around and slashed at the goblin's neck. He dug in hard - a blow that would kill any normal humanoid mortal! The goblin, a glutton for attention as he was, raised his other hand causing the goblins to start whooping and howling. Lothis came back in strong. The fighting continued again for several minutes, accomplishing nothing.

Lothis broke back and saw a weak spot in the goblin's armor. Lothis shoved Lionheart into the slit between the goblin's breastplates and straight into its heart. To Lothis's horror the goblin was largely unaffected. It let out a howl of rage and came in strong again. They fought again for several minutes. Lothis was definately on the defensive here. He could not find an offensive opportunity.

Lothis broke back then jumped in again, repeating his opening attack and the goblin repeated its opening parry, only this time it was through playing with Lothis. A short sword popped out of its sleeve and pierced straight through Lothis's stomach and out the back side. The pain flashed through Lothis's mind in an instant as he coughed up blood once. Lothis reeled in pain and fell to his knees.

The goblin raised its arms in victory, causing its minions to hoot and holler even more. The victory was short lived, however. Lothis's eyes turned blood red and his hair and clothing began to waft above him as if he was standing in an upward breeze. He then began to float up, thirty full feet above the hordes. He jerked his head back, his arms and legs out, and let out a ferocious howl and a burst of energy came out from him. The explosion covered nearly all of the goblin army killing everything in its path, including the leader of the goblins.

Lothis jerked forward and fell to the ground. Lothis saw the blue fire elemental before he hit the ground. Then he laid there, unconcious and dying, bleeding badly, and completely vulnerable to whatever the fire elemental had in mind as well as the several hundred goblins still there. The goblins he did not worry about, they would flee with their leader dead. He could not worry about the fire elemental either, however. For now, there was only sleep.

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Fawn saw the drow fall. Gasping, she hurried over to him. "Lord Graham," she called out, hopefully loud enough for him to hear. She knelt by Lothis's side and examined his wounds. They were plentiful, but it was not impossible to heal them. She herself, however, did not know much about the healing arts. She knew enough to bandage his wounds, so that is what sh set about to do. A cool air whipped by as Fawn summoned it. Perhaps the wind would cool down any fever brought about by his wounds. Fawn glanced up to see if Lord Graham was coming. She wasn't certain if he had heard her, as he hadn't even known she was there. So she called again. "Lord Graham!" A little louder that time. She didn't want to alert any goblins that may be nearby. Lothis was quite a fighter, and she didn't want to see how she measured up against him. She was a ruler, not a fighter. A thinker, not a swordsman, or even swordswoman.

Fawn glanced around and saw a local fruit that was filled with water. She grabbed one and broke it over Lothis's face, in an attempt to wake him. She wasn't certain, but she seemed to remember her nurses telling her that a patient should never fall unconscious when injured. They might not wake up. So Fawn began her best efforts to wake up the fallen drow, hoping Lord Graham would approach.

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Dervec was caught off-guard by the astonishing display by the drow. As the he saw the drow fall, he noticed a female wind elemental rushing to help the fallen elf, seemingly unaware of the remaining goblins.

What is she doing!? Can she not see the danger she has put herself into?

Without a moments hesitation he leaped into the fray. His sentient sword gleaming brightly each time he killed a foe. After dispatching roughly half of the goblins the rest ran away in terror. He then slowly walked up to the drow and wind maiden.

Might I be of assistance? I think it would be best at this point to get out of here before reinforcements arrive.


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Lothis had a dream. This dream was unlike any other he had experienced. It had to deal with the war between the local goblin tribes and his homeland, that is if you could call it that. The goblins would make a poorly organized strike against the drow and in retaliation the drow would annihilate an encampment. It had been like this for centuries.

In this dream, Lothis was standing in the streets of the drow city with the bodies of all his kin lying around him, dead. Not a single drow was left.

How could this have happened? Why? Why am I the only one left? What--

Just then, Lothis felt a sharp pain in his back. He turn around, gasping for air, and a look of extreme displeasure crossed his face. Lothis was looking eye to eye with the one goblin he could not kill. Karuk, his equal in combat, had killed him.

Just as Lothis was about to breathe his final breath, he felt water splash his face. Lothis awoke to see a familiar elemental and an unfamiliar elemental. The familiar elemental was Fawn, someone he had recently met within his guild. The other elemental was that blue fire elemental that appeared with the goblins.

Lothis jumped to his feet and put a hand on the hilt of Lionheart.

Who are you? What do you want? What are you intentions? Ow!

Lothis flinched and fell to one knee.

Curses! If this fire elemental has malignant intent, then I can only rely on Fawn to survive.

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Fawn smiled as Lothis regained consciousness, but as he sat up, she saw his attention focused on something behind her. Concerned, Fawn looked behind her and saw a stranger. Gasping, Fawn wheeled around and put herself into a defensive position. It was a fire elemental, so she would have an interesting time if she had to fight him. Still, he didn't SEEM like an enemy. Fawn studied the fire elemental's actions, and watched Lothis as well. Lothis didn't SEEM to know the elemental, but he was hostile as if he'd met him before. Fawn wondered on this.

In a softer voice, Fawn reiterated, "Yes, please state your name and your intentions. It's a dangerous world and one cannot be too careful." She felt she at least owed the elemental a modicum of politeness and explanation. After all, perhaps he would be another ally. Fawn was able to remember wandering through a forest near this cavern and stumbling upon Lothis. Perhaps this was another follower of Darden. If not, Fawn hated to, but she knew she must defend herself if he was a heathen.

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Dervec approached the two with a little apprehension but then sensed the fear eminating from and decided that they were not his enemy. He then dismissed his sentient sword, and walk up slowly so to not alarm them. For he knew the old adage, "A cornered animal fights the hardest."

Greetings, my name is Dervec Djinn. I wish you no harm, as you two might fear. Perhaps you two could state your names and intentions so that I might better understand what you are doing here. I usually do not take kindly to intruders in my home.

He then waited patiently for an answer and did not make any sudden movements that might potentialy trigger a violent response. The wind elemental particularly caught his interest because it had been so long since he had seen one of kind. Maybe she might know the history of what he had done in the past and that might be the reason she acted so apprehensively.


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Lothis looked curiously at this elemental.

Intruder? Me? This is MY home. The caves of K'hal'nezzar'dak are centuries old! But... perhaps elementals don't recognize the jurisdiction the elves do.

I am Lothis Qez'Tael, Drow Scout of the Dark Elven Caverns of K'hal'nezzar'dak, bearer of the Holy Longsword of Darden, [glow=cyan]Lionheart[/glow], Red Pheonix of the Progeny of the Crimson Dawn. Ungh!

Lothis reeled in pain. He had taken more damage than he originally thought. He was however thankful that this elemental had no malicious intent.

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Dervec could just barely contain himself from laughing. This drow, even in the condition that he was in, was brave enough to challenge Dervec's right to this land. He decided to let his challenge pass for the moment, because he found no sport in fighting an opponent in his current condition. His honor would not allow it.

Like I said earlier perhaps it would be best if we left this area, because if those goblins see the condition that you are in they are most likely to regroup and then attack us. I do not know how long I can hold them off by myself, and I can sense that neither one of you are in fighting condition. So if I might be so bold, lets get the hell out of here.

Hopefully this statement would be enough incentive for the two of them to listen to reason and get out of danger. While Dervec would have fought until the goblin horde overwhelmed him, he looked forward to getting to know these two new faces better. There was so much to learn about how the outside world had changed since the last time he ventured throughout it.


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Fawn nodded in agreement with the stranger called Dervec. "As for my identity, I am..." Fawn hesitated for a moment, debating on giving her full name. Finally she decided against it, for now. It would be abundantly clear to a fellow elemental who she truly was if she were to reveal her family name. And Fawn wasn't certain she wanted Dervec, still a stranger, to know she was of royal blood, and not just that, but a ruler. Fawn cleared her throat. "I am Fawn, also of the guild Crimson Dawn. As we travel, we can talk." Fawn helped Lothis to his feet and looked at Dervec. "What brings you here, Lord Dervec?"

Fawn studied the fire elemental. As with all elementals, it was impossible to tell his age, but she could see some wisdom in his eyes, and thus he was either a well experienced youth, or an elemental of a few years. Or perhaps it was merely her imagination. He seemed especially interested in her. She was uncertain why, and was uncertain how to take the attention. Nevertheless, she would make an attempt to be friendly.

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Lothis held his hand out at Fawn, signaling her not to help. He slowly stood up with a grimace of pain on his face the whole way. He limped over to Dervec and looked him in the eye. He could feel the intense heat of the fire that consumed this one as he gazed upon him.

So, Dervec... how long have you lived in these tunnels. My kin have established a town not too far from this location centuries ago, and they have claimed these very tunnels as part of their territory unoppossed for just as long... well unopposed except by the goblins, filthy mongrels. I have heard that having an elemental for a neighbor can be extremely perilous... or invaluable as an ally.

Lothis smirked and hoped that Dervec picked up on his stressing of words. He hoped that Dervec saw his intentions to an alliance. Lothis hoped that if Dervec wanted an alliance, perhaps he could form a permanent alliance, even a friendship.

I am willing to respect the boundaries of your turf if you are not an enemy. However if you are my foe, then I'm afraid the next time we meet shall not be quite so friendly. Let us end the what-if's and find out if you are friend or foe. What god do you serve? Do you follow any guild?

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Fawn, too, was curious as to what Dervec's response would be. She was surprised to find that she hoped he followed Darden. It would be a shame to have to kill one who seemed to be a new-found ally. Fawn shivered at the thought. Not mere months ago she had never seen blood, but now she felt a veritable veteran. She had seem many deaths in the various wars the Crimson Dawn had been involved with. Many of her beloved people had been ruthlessly killed in various raids by the enemy. The Crimson Dawn had never initiated any of these attacks, but had never backed down from defending their people. It infuriated Fawn... all this fighting. She hated it, but was beginning to realize that it was a part of life. A sad reality of life.

Fawn glanced at Dervec and wondered at his past. For that matter she scarcely knew Lothis. Yet she trusted *him* so she realized it was conceivable for her to trust Dervec as well... if only he were a follower of Darden. Heathens were too unpredictable... and too violent.

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Castor Dioscuri skulked silently around shadows, clutching a rusted crimson helm close to his chest. It had been a while since he had been gone, but his return was sooner than even the gods would have anticipated.

Friends and foes alike had not yet seen him, and none knew of his return just yet. He brought back with him not treasures or manuscipts of the past, but a limp for which he was forced to return. His knee had been badly damaged in his voyages, and thus Darden must have deemed his return a necessity. Storm clouds forced his ship back as waves pressed the Crimson vessel further and further from the blue yonder, and ever so closer back to these new isles of Evernight.

No doubt the voyage would have to wait for another day...

And here he was, red faced, and clutching his helm the way a dishonored sportsman would clutch his lance. True, this return was beyond his control, but still Castor felt responsible in a way since his return was anything but glorious.

While hobbling throughout the streets, supported by his sturdy blade, Castor chanced upon a familiar voice...

"Fawn?" Castor muttered to himself, as he drew himself towards the sounds of the voices...


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