Tikobe
#144536948Tuesday, August 26, 2014 3:01 AM GMT

"Err, I'd recommend going down the street to the left. First one." She seems to be following you now, pulling out a pouch and looking at crystals, spells, most likely. You notice her hand goes down to her pocket to take an item out, but as you were too busy running, you couldn't get a good look at it before she hid it in her backpack.
Chrysamere
#144548085Tuesday, August 26, 2014 6:18 AM GMT

"That leads where, exactly?" I ask, following her directions regardless. I glance back for a moment, making a mental note to acquire a throwing weapon as currency makes a poor substitute.
Tikobe
#144610092Wednesday, August 27, 2014 2:12 AM GMT

"And take this please!" She takes her item out of the basket, and forces the basket on you as you clear the distance. You got mayhap a few meters before you, and the area around you, are knocked down by a massive gust of wind that came out of nowhere. "Where'd he go?" "There he his!" You get ready to start your run, until you look at your attackers, and you, and your "hands". Your hands were of a purple color, thing and smooth, with a feminine air. You didn't have your armor on, and your feet didn't look the same. You were a girl, a dark elf probably, and you were staring at yourself. There you were, in the middle of the street, not where you were, already running away from the people chasing you. And you burned, badly. The pain was near crippling. And you realize you still felt that your feet were malformed. And then it was gone. You were you, and not the you getting chased, the pain was gone, and so were your pursuers. It suddenly hit you about what happened. You were under some kind of spell, of what kind you know not.
Chrysamere
#144651842Wednesday, August 27, 2014 6:56 PM GMT

Almost regret not fighting the thugs, cuts and stabs are nothing compared to the pain magic causes me. Right, Morthick has spells, best to ask her what exactly happened. I give my breathing a moment to stabilize, before looking around, looking for the mage.
Tikobe
#144678906Thursday, August 28, 2014 12:11 AM GMT

"Where are those fools?" their leader suddenly comes out, along with his body guard. They look around until their gaze turns to you, and they draw their weapons. "Master Abrum, should I force that question out this one?" The big guy asks. "Corner him. Perhaps we'll show him some mercy if he tells us where our flock ran off to. Actually, no. Let those fools run rampant around Magson. Just get the job done with."
Chrysamere
#144714204Thursday, August 28, 2014 11:08 AM GMT

Somethings off, these two have seen me before, yet all they do is talk. What spell did Morthick cast and where is she now. Need to wrap my head around what happened. Must have been some kind of illusion, if such magic exists. I have two cuts, and even if my sight is altered, I should be able to feel them. I immediately examine myself, best to do so now while I was ahead.
Tikobe
#144750548Thursday, August 28, 2014 10:42 PM GMT

Oh no, they can see you're the Archknight. The illusion, if it was one, wore off some time ago. Some people just enjoy talking. The big man swings his sword overhead, aiming for your shoulder.
Chrysamere
#144826982Friday, August 29, 2014 10:28 PM GMT

A hand is already reaching for my sword. Immediately I spring into action, ducking before charging towards his side, more intent on passing him.
Tikobe
#145500599Saturday, September 06, 2014 10:11 PM GMT

(Sorry for the wait...) (Evade Roll!) You jump out of the way, but stumble and fall flat on your face, giving the man another shot at you as you get up.
Chrysamere
#145635077Monday, September 08, 2014 7:28 AM GMT

[The dice gods don't seem to be liking me.] I immediately force myself forward, ducking down and swinging my fist towards the mans crotch.
Tikobe
#147520262Tuesday, October 07, 2014 10:49 PM GMT

(Attack Roll!) You hit hard, as the man goes over your body, but he gets up, ready to do another swing.
Chrysamere
#148066131Thursday, October 16, 2014 10:20 PM GMT

I turn to face him, drawing my sword and immediately leap back. Need to put some room between me and him.
Tikobe
#149385793Saturday, November 08, 2014 3:38 PM GMT

(Dang, I need to get my act together and actually work on this ISRP again.) (Evade Roll!) You jump back, but the man managed to close quite a bit of the distance. His sword's tip is only a few step from being able to leave a fine scratch on your chest armor.
Chrysamere
#149411931Saturday, November 08, 2014 10:46 PM GMT

A scratch can be fixed, definitely need to finish this. Taking a step back I feint, aiming the fake strike towards his legs.
Tikobe
#149412408Saturday, November 08, 2014 10:55 PM GMT

(Attack Roll!) You succeed, and the guy drips. He tries to get up, but he's going to need some help with that. The other man widens his eyes a bit. "Umm... So... Well..."
Chrysamere
#149412923Saturday, November 08, 2014 11:03 PM GMT

[Love feints.] Pointing my sword at my fallen foe, I walk over towards his dominant sword arm. Then I stomp on his wrist, looking at the other man. "Drop your weapons, and leave." I threaten, lowering my voice to a growl.
Tikobe
#149413041Saturday, November 08, 2014 11:06 PM GMT

"By the Church, what manner of human growls like that?" He says, backing off slowly. "This isn't what those two said it would be."
Chrysamere
#149413515Saturday, November 08, 2014 11:16 PM GMT

Not sure if the coward has seen my tail or not. "Next time someone tells you to kill The Archknight, drive a dagger into their throat..." I say, turning around and taking several steps, glancing back to finish. "Or I'll drive one into yours."
Tikobe
#149414400Saturday, November 08, 2014 11:33 PM GMT

"How could I do that!? They were from the Church! They'd have me hunted down. A Crestrisen's Duty, am I right?"
Chrysamere
#149414788Saturday, November 08, 2014 11:40 PM GMT

I immediately stop and turn, pointing my blade at the man. I wonder if it was a Justicar who hired these thugs. "Tell me who hired you, now."
Tikobe
#149415432Saturday, November 08, 2014 11:51 PM GMT

"They's were from the Church. One of them was in cloth with a bit of leather, the other was in chainmail and plate. They both had the tabards of the Church. The one in cloth has a thick white veil over his face, and a hood. The mail had a helmet that hid her face. I think that the chainmail one was a dark elf, however."
Chrysamere
#149416492Sunday, November 09, 2014 12:08 AM GMT

A give the man a nod before turning. "Guess you know what to avoid." I say as I walk off. Already need to deal with the assassins, then the Church.
Tikobe
#149418043Sunday, November 09, 2014 12:32 AM GMT

As you go you encounter Baronoxa. Apparently, you've gone on her route. "Oh, Archknight? Did you find the Justicar?"
Chrysamere
#149420226Sunday, November 09, 2014 1:04 AM GMT

"No, just some thugs who may have been hired by the Justicar, might be two of them. You find anything?" I ask, glancing at the rooftops.
Tikobe
#149421141Sunday, November 09, 2014 1:20 AM GMT

"Beyond you and crowds of hundreds, nope."