by ViralEnsign_ Tue Sep 18, 2012 5:02 amRight well when you want to write good quality lore bring it to the table....because I sure think that my characters are more realistic that yours.....
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ViralEnsign_ wrote:Right well when you want to write good quality lore bring it to the table....because I sure think that my characters are more realistic that yours.....
Our characters are immortal "zombies". I find the ability to sew on body parts more likely than being able to cough up a scythe
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Shkar, in saying you didn't want to argue his lore, the fact is you're arguing about his lore. Your logic is flawed and you must back down sir.
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Seth Winternight wrote:Shkar, in saying you didn't want to argue his lore, the fact is you're arguing about his lore. Your logic is flawed and you must back down sir.
I asked a question on a point that seemed hilarious in my thoughts and was debating the logistics behind it. I wasn't so much "arguing the lore" as I was "bantering about how it happens".
Instead of saying, "OMG, that laser would have gone through that wall, I demand you change it," I was saying, "So, the laser sticks to the wall like its caught in fly-paper? Strange!"
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And u guys wondwer y lore never gets finished and this is y sumone derails the thread n everything. Oh n whoever does lore next Wulf n Moon still have their normal builds mura and shield with pyros for wulf and Gravelord sword n shield wit sum pyro for moon
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Will add them in Wulf!
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Plagius: Stardate... uh.... thursday.... We've been pinned in the romance novel section by a large group of archers. Bear Force One has lost ground as well to the golems, as well as most going into hibernation in the crystal caves or falling to their deaths while rolling in said hibernation. I'm afraid we can not progress to the designated drop zone in the scifi section with the rest of the GS. I pray that Nito will send a miracle any moment, but till then, we will hold fast til we can think of something.
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The ranks of knights held their breath as the elevator slowly pulled its way up. The sound of the lift pulling itself up resembled the song of the Pisaca’s and every Knight winced hearing it. Whoever had ripped it out must have done damage to the gears too and slowed the entire lift. Finally the first pale heads emerged over the lip of the landing. The bodies they belonged to rose into full view, and as they emerged the knights froze as one. Before them the 100 men of the first defence squad stood, slowly swaying, their armour and weapons clinking as they moved. They looked the same as they had while alive apart from the deathly pallor of their skin.
The lift clicked into place, the dreadful screeching stopped and the first corpse warrior stepped off the lift. The knights remained frozen. Even Oscar, hand raised to call down a rain of heavy bolts, found himself rooted in place by the horror of the scene. Sweat broke on his forehead, the thought of firing on his own, even dead as they were, was something he could not bear.
Necromancy on this scale and had never been seen by the knights before, and Avrik knew it.
The final corpses pushed their way off the elevator and the horde swallowed the distance between itself and the Knight’s line. Oscar’s hand trembled in fear as the knights began to retreat rather than fight their former comrades. As the corpses advanced the knights retreated equal distance ensuring the2 forces would not meet. I must do it, Oscar’s thoughts raged, I cannot let this beat me.
“Oscar!” a voice rang out. He looked up to see Aldthre staring at him in desperation. NOW!
“FIRE!” he yelled throwing his fist forward. Shaken from their despair by his voice the crews of the ballistae swung into action. Bolts rained down into the advancing army, crushing bone and violating flesh. But the wall of dead kept coming, wounds that could kill men in full plate simply
slowing them.
***
As the knights stood frozen in horror the lift flew back down to ground level. Unburdened by the weight of so many placed upon it, it glided back down to the waiting Gravesworn without noise. It gently stopped at the lower level, the gates chiming open merrily.
Drake strode onto the lift with another 150 Gravesworn “Our advance force won’t hold them for long. We need to reinforce them fast. Be ready to bring it straight back down.”
***
Up above a hundred Gravesworn under the leadership of Avrik snuck out from behind the corpse wall. With the knights attention focussed entirely upon the dead they had no trouble making it into the dark embrace of the shadows. As the corpses continued their march of terror they slithered from shadow to shadow until they faced the Knight’s flank.
“Oscar!” The warning drove Avrik deeper into his shadow. He looked around fearing they had been spotted, but the Knight’s attention was still on the corpses. Then who? Looking up he spotted Lethard among the ranks, calling his warning to Oscar. Avrik frowned, evidently his idea had come back to haunt him. Swearing he turned his attention back to his own men, making sure his hand was ready to strike.
“FIRE!” Oscar screamed his order.
Smiling Avrik gave his own “Kill them all.”
The hand reached out and grabbed the knight’s flank.
The lift clicked into place, the dreadful screeching stopped and the first corpse warrior stepped off the lift. The knights remained frozen. Even Oscar, hand raised to call down a rain of heavy bolts, found himself rooted in place by the horror of the scene. Sweat broke on his forehead, the thought of firing on his own, even dead as they were, was something he could not bear.
Necromancy on this scale and had never been seen by the knights before, and Avrik knew it.
The final corpses pushed their way off the elevator and the horde swallowed the distance between itself and the Knight’s line. Oscar’s hand trembled in fear as the knights began to retreat rather than fight their former comrades. As the corpses advanced the knights retreated equal distance ensuring the2 forces would not meet. I must do it, Oscar’s thoughts raged, I cannot let this beat me.
“Oscar!” a voice rang out. He looked up to see Aldthre staring at him in desperation. NOW!
“FIRE!” he yelled throwing his fist forward. Shaken from their despair by his voice the crews of the ballistae swung into action. Bolts rained down into the advancing army, crushing bone and violating flesh. But the wall of dead kept coming, wounds that could kill men in full plate simply
slowing them.
***
As the knights stood frozen in horror the lift flew back down to ground level. Unburdened by the weight of so many placed upon it, it glided back down to the waiting Gravesworn without noise. It gently stopped at the lower level, the gates chiming open merrily.
Drake strode onto the lift with another 150 Gravesworn “Our advance force won’t hold them for long. We need to reinforce them fast. Be ready to bring it straight back down.”
***
Up above a hundred Gravesworn under the leadership of Avrik snuck out from behind the corpse wall. With the knights attention focussed entirely upon the dead they had no trouble making it into the dark embrace of the shadows. As the corpses continued their march of terror they slithered from shadow to shadow until they faced the Knight’s flank.
“Oscar!” The warning drove Avrik deeper into his shadow. He looked around fearing they had been spotted, but the Knight’s attention was still on the corpses. Then who? Looking up he spotted Lethard among the ranks, calling his warning to Oscar. Avrik frowned, evidently his idea had come back to haunt him. Swearing he turned his attention back to his own men, making sure his hand was ready to strike.
“FIRE!” Oscar screamed his order.
Smiling Avrik gave his own “Kill them all.”
The hand reached out and grabbed the knight’s flank.
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Nice well written Dough? Should I write Avrik's demise?
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lol, your lore isn't even finished and you have to rethink the whole ending...
screw the gravesworn messing up the lore
screw the gravesworn messing up the lore
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You can write it now but it wont be posted for awhile.ViralEnsign_ wrote:Nice well written Dough? Should I write Avrik's demise?
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Lore writing does take time Eki....and with dough needing to do reports or whatever he does..... you get side tracked....remember the painted world lore.....
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Which still isnt finished!
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Fine Ill complete the last section and post all 7 of them but I wont until the whole thing is done, I dont want to get Shkar's hopes up.
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ViralEnsign_ wrote:Fine Ill complete the last section and post all 7 of them but I wont until the whole thing is done, I dont want to get Shkar's hopes up.
Oh, I gave up hope a long time ago. I just like to tease you about it.
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Shkar wrote:ViralEnsign_ wrote:Fine Ill complete the last section and post all 7 of them but I wont until the whole thing is done, I dont want to get Shkar's hopes up.
Oh, I gave up hope a long time ago. I just like to tease you about it.
If i said That today id' write the next piece and PM it to you personally would you be happy?
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Update coming tomorrow or the day after. Or maybe even today if you guys are super lucky.
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- The First Line Breaks:
- The sound of battle drew Oscar’s mind. The corpses still had not reached his line,
there should be no sounds of battle yet.
Yet to his right he heard the clash of steel and the scream of man. He spun, gazing to his flank where the Sworn
Knights held the line with their spears.
Or at least they should have been.
His flank was reeling under the blow of dozens of slender warriors. Knights were falling in droves, their longer
weapons unable to be used effectively in the close quarters they found
themselves in.
He quickly spotted Aeter’s helms plume. He had drawn his straight sword and urged the
men around him to do the same. Only those
men who had been able to hear him and follow his order were holding steady. Oscar suddenly cursed, realising he had sent
Natalia to the second line thinking the Astoran’s here would be fine.
“With me Slayers!” he ordered, taking off at a sprint to the
flank.
“Knights draw your blades!” Oscar roared over the clash of
arms. “Bite their flesh with your steel!”
The knights around him heard the call, and their training
took over. Spears and halberds clattered
to the ground, swords drawn and shields unbuckled. A wave spread out from Oscar’s presence as the
knights regrouped, his stature lending them confidence again. The grasp of the Gravesworn stalled as the
knight’s gauntlet punched back, their slicing fingers blunted by the impact. Oscar himself joined the fray, his skill
with the spear surprising the Gravesworn as he handled it admirably in close
combat.
Between Aeter and the Dragonslayers the Gravesworn surprise
attack was pushed back, Avrik retreating with half his original number, the knights
having lost twice as many. The price had
been high thought Oscar as he looked over his flank. The men were tired and their formation was
ruined. In the centre the Tower Knights
had overcome their fear and destroyed their former comrades without loss, but
as Oscar scanned the entrance could see the damage had already been done.
The right flank was crippled, his knights were still on the
verge of retreat, and worst of all the early strike force had linked up with
hundreds of new arrivals. Massive
warriors in knightly armour stood silently in ranks in front of the elevator,
which once again began to descend. The
bone hand had arrived.
***
Avrik laughed at the chaos he had created. Even Oscar had had to step in, although he
hadn’t been able to reach the fool in the melee. Never less, he had inflicted painful losses
upon the knights, and was quite pleased with himself.
“Your turn Drake.” he smiled, gesturing at the scrambling
knights. The dead knight was quiet a
moment before responding.
“Yes. We’ll strike
now.” He turned to his bone hand. “We
face the giants of the knights, but our giants will crush them!” Unlimbering his halberd he swung into motion,
quickly reaching jogging speed. He
angled his shoulder down, aiming at the shields of the knights. Ballistae bolts cracked down around him like lightning
striking from the heavens, but it was futile.
His speed and armour ensured no bolt hit him straight on, any that did
strike him glancing off. Behind him the
Bone hand came unhindered, a gauntlet of their own aiming down the throat of
the knights.
Drake hit the Tower Knights with the force of a tidal
wave. Shields buckled and broke, the men behind
them thrown backwards, their armour’s weight no anchor. Drake’s halberd swung around, decapitating
the first knight to charge him in a spray of blood. His halberd slipped between the gaps in
another’s armour, piercing the man’s stomach.
He swung the blade out, gore spraying out and leaving the knight to drop
to a painful death.
A third knight came for him, and Drake barely had time to
raise his shield to block Judgement from crashing down onto his helm, only the
heavy armour of the wielder slowing their attack enough for Drake to
block. He glared at the heavily armoured
knight, the battle around him temporarily forgotten as the 2 flashed back to
the fields of the painted world. Snow
floated down around them, settling onto Drake’s black armour softening its
colour. Here Drake had almost been
killed when the knight had crushed his body.
The screams of battle snapped the pair back into reality,
Gabranth swinging his greatsword onto drake once again. The dead knight sidestepped the blow and
thrust at Gabranth’s leg with the halberd.
A massive stone shield dropped down in front of the thrust, the halberd
bouncing off not leaving a scratch.
“Fall back!” Gabranth paused upon hearing Oscar’s
voice. The first line had done its job,
now the second line was ready. Snarling
at Drake he swung Judgement in a
massive arc, Drake dodged but an unfortunate Dead Knight stepped into the swing
and was pulverised. Gabranth used the
space to withdraw with the surrounding Tower Knights.
The knight’s force began funnelling out of the battlefield,
retreating up the stairs to the second line.
The dragonslayers guarded the rear, fighting defensively to stop any
eager Gravesworn passing through.
Eventually the entire force had retreated.
Drake Looked around at his remaining knights. Almost half had perished, but over a hundred
tower knights had been taken with them. His analysis was interrupted by the chiming of
the lift, bringing another one fifty Gravesworn to the battle. Drake leant heavily on his halberd. Now was the time to regroup, get all his men
up here. The true battle was yet to
start.
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NIce I like it!
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Doughy dnt forget Wulf and Moon
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I wont. This is only the opening, individuals start showing up next piece.
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Spurgun wrote:
Interesting. I think I'd have to agree.
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this is awesome keep it up!!!!
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