by ViralEnsign_ Sat Aug 18, 2012 3:00 amOkay the other one got a bit cluttered and witha few changes to the War and some other goodies Im making a new one. But fear not.
Im posting the last two posts of each story line here so we all know where we are up to plus a synopsis.
Additionally Ill be posting a link to the old thread incase we need some recaps on what happened.
Okay so -
Drake, Avrik, Geth, Simbarda- Drake's wide grin shown from beneath his hood, "you speak of me as if I'm not here." Drake slowly stood and watched Simbarda's displaying of swordsmanship, he was good but Drake didn't understand the need for such a performance. "Is he trying to display a confidences he lacks?" Drake thought.
After Simbarda had finished Drake again spoke, "a lone warrior with no affiliations, then what brings you to Lordran?" Drake turned and looked towards the bonfire, "Thorolund is fond of sending their undead here on hopeless missions, is this to be your fate?"
and
"You will have to forgive my friend Drake here" said Avrik quickly "he is what you would call accustomed to dealing with hopeless missions..... the proof is written all over his face"
Avrik make a placative gesture hoping that this wasn't going to get out of hand. The crow on his should screeched loudly and with a sigh he rolled up his sleeve revealing lines of horrific wounds in his arm.
They looked as though soemthing had been taking chunks out of the flesh.
"Forgive me of my brother, for he knows not what he feasts upon, the flesh, the soul, lived on in instatiable hunger." The dark haired man intoned.
The crow pecked once and drew a grisly crimson gobbet of flesh from Avriks arm and prodeeded to feast.
"In any case you seem to have interested my brother Drake. I also would like to know what has drawn you to our lands"
Laplace and Eidolas-"The truth? What truth? The one your leader feeds you so you continue to fight for them? The one you whisper to yourself at night so you dont go insane? The past is so long ago no truth remains, all has been warped by ages of hate and malice." he gestures over the building of new londo, full of ghosts and ruins "This is not the home of the truth even if it remained unchanged. This is a land of liars and murderers, holding what little they power they can through their 'truth' . Why do so many fight against you? Why do you achieve so little? SUrely if you were right you would have made progress?"
Eidolas shakes his head "Eystella was better than that. She could see through your lies herself. You will pay for that."
and
"Then why did she side with us?" Laplace responded. He kept a poker face but thought of his centuries long time in Lordran. But to let the fools like the Noble Knights and the Darkmoons continue was something he had to address before he could extinguish the flame. "Those that fight against us never make that decision on their own. They are told by their lords how the darkness will mean the end of everything. That should the flames fade the world will end.
"but the world existed before the flame, it can exist without the flame. All those lords, greedy with power fear the loss of it. Noblese Oblige, no? Knight, your lord's time is over. Humanity will be the one to step forward, with the start of the age of dark."
Laplace staggered forward to Eidolas, Left arm swinging limply with each step and blood pouring down his side. He placed his sword back at his hip, reaching behind him and removing a small bone from a pouch, holding it out to Eidolas. "Next time we meet, I will have made sure my goal has been reached."
Wulf and Moon- [Wulf walked through the forest killing the occasional ent. "These accursed ents are annoying" he muttered looking back to Moon who was close behind. They walked upto the door leading to the grave of Artorias. "Here we go" they walked through the doors slowly. A loud howl filled the air as the Great Grey Wolf Sif lept over Artorias' grave. Sif looked directly at Wulf a growl deep in his throat. "We mean you no harm brother we only come to ask for help" Wulf bowed and placed his weapon to his side on the ground and Moon did the same to show no malice to the creature. Sif placed his weapon down as well. "We come to ask if you will help us in our fight against the Noble Knights. Those who follow Gwyn, the Gywn who called for the assassination of Artorias, are attempting to destroy our lord. We ask that you help us defend our lord from these knights. The choice is entirely yours my brother but I ask from one wolf to another to help. Ill give you time to think and will keep a member of my pack to give your answer to." Wulf whistled and a wolf appeared at his side. Wulf and Moon picked up their weapons and bowed to Sif. "Come Moon we must return to the Tomb"
If you have any other concerns please PM me ASAP!
Im posting the last two posts of each story line here so we all know where we are up to plus a synopsis.
Additionally Ill be posting a link to the old thread incase we need some recaps on what happened.
Okay so -
Drake, Avrik, Geth, Simbarda- Drake's wide grin shown from beneath his hood, "you speak of me as if I'm not here." Drake slowly stood and watched Simbarda's displaying of swordsmanship, he was good but Drake didn't understand the need for such a performance. "Is he trying to display a confidences he lacks?" Drake thought.
After Simbarda had finished Drake again spoke, "a lone warrior with no affiliations, then what brings you to Lordran?" Drake turned and looked towards the bonfire, "Thorolund is fond of sending their undead here on hopeless missions, is this to be your fate?"
and
"You will have to forgive my friend Drake here" said Avrik quickly "he is what you would call accustomed to dealing with hopeless missions..... the proof is written all over his face"
Avrik make a placative gesture hoping that this wasn't going to get out of hand. The crow on his should screeched loudly and with a sigh he rolled up his sleeve revealing lines of horrific wounds in his arm.
They looked as though soemthing had been taking chunks out of the flesh.
"Forgive me of my brother, for he knows not what he feasts upon, the flesh, the soul, lived on in instatiable hunger." The dark haired man intoned.
The crow pecked once and drew a grisly crimson gobbet of flesh from Avriks arm and prodeeded to feast.
"In any case you seem to have interested my brother Drake. I also would like to know what has drawn you to our lands"
Laplace and Eidolas-"The truth? What truth? The one your leader feeds you so you continue to fight for them? The one you whisper to yourself at night so you dont go insane? The past is so long ago no truth remains, all has been warped by ages of hate and malice." he gestures over the building of new londo, full of ghosts and ruins "This is not the home of the truth even if it remained unchanged. This is a land of liars and murderers, holding what little they power they can through their 'truth' . Why do so many fight against you? Why do you achieve so little? SUrely if you were right you would have made progress?"
Eidolas shakes his head "Eystella was better than that. She could see through your lies herself. You will pay for that."
and
"Then why did she side with us?" Laplace responded. He kept a poker face but thought of his centuries long time in Lordran. But to let the fools like the Noble Knights and the Darkmoons continue was something he had to address before he could extinguish the flame. "Those that fight against us never make that decision on their own. They are told by their lords how the darkness will mean the end of everything. That should the flames fade the world will end.
"but the world existed before the flame, it can exist without the flame. All those lords, greedy with power fear the loss of it. Noblese Oblige, no? Knight, your lord's time is over. Humanity will be the one to step forward, with the start of the age of dark."
Laplace staggered forward to Eidolas, Left arm swinging limply with each step and blood pouring down his side. He placed his sword back at his hip, reaching behind him and removing a small bone from a pouch, holding it out to Eidolas. "Next time we meet, I will have made sure my goal has been reached."
Wulf and Moon- [Wulf walked through the forest killing the occasional ent. "These accursed ents are annoying" he muttered looking back to Moon who was close behind. They walked upto the door leading to the grave of Artorias. "Here we go" they walked through the doors slowly. A loud howl filled the air as the Great Grey Wolf Sif lept over Artorias' grave. Sif looked directly at Wulf a growl deep in his throat. "We mean you no harm brother we only come to ask for help" Wulf bowed and placed his weapon to his side on the ground and Moon did the same to show no malice to the creature. Sif placed his weapon down as well. "We come to ask if you will help us in our fight against the Noble Knights. Those who follow Gwyn, the Gywn who called for the assassination of Artorias, are attempting to destroy our lord. We ask that you help us defend our lord from these knights. The choice is entirely yours my brother but I ask from one wolf to another to help. Ill give you time to think and will keep a member of my pack to give your answer to." Wulf whistled and a wolf appeared at his side. Wulf and Moon picked up their weapons and bowed to Sif. "Come Moon we must return to the Tomb"
If you have any other concerns please PM me ASAP!
right let's stop but remember, my NK's toon also has the name of Gabranth so... 
