Paradigm Academy [S1] [Unfinished RP]
Posted 06 July 2011 - 10:26 PM
After seeing Lionheart's struggle, Damien felt a little inspired by the man's strength, until a armor clad man with a crystal stave admitted that things looked as if they were going against them. Xander, almost with excitement, turned to the armor clad warrior, assuming that they should aid Lionheart in his struggle to defeat the Skeleton King's minions. Before Damien was able to rush into battle, Xander admitted that none of them appeared to have any weapons or armor. Then, Damien came up with a good idea that made use of his power.
"I don't think we have to worry about that anymore Xander. Just give me a second and I'll fix that little problem that you brought up. And if you could, can you bring me any rocks or soil to me? If so, I'll be able to make greater use of my power. Just hold still for a moment and I'll fix your problem." Damien smiled, happy that he was able to be useful after all.
Reaching into his garment, Damien felt for his stone satchel opening it up to reveal a handful of stones for him to make use of. The stone in the center of his palm changed into an average set of armor, the perfect size for someone of Xander's size. He replicated the same piece of armor, making it for someone of Rainer's size and handed the twin armor sets to their new owners. Digging his hand into the soil, he shoveled some into his satchel, then taking another handful and changing it into a lightweight blade, handing it to Rainer. With another scooping of soil, he formed a beautiful longbow for Xander, along with a quiver full of arrows to accompany it.
Posted 07 July 2011 - 12:24 AM
Rainer looked back to the scene in front of the group. She was curious as to why such a fight was going on. Rainer had known about wars, but there had only ever been one war in her homeland and that was resolved quickly. Rainer started to wonder if there was any problem with even being in a different dimension. As far as she knew, no one had known about other worlds than theirs in her home world. Rainer started to wonder what the consequences of their actions might be if they jumped into their fight. She looked back to the armored man, wondering he would answer their questions.
"Do we fight or not? This is their worlds battle, wouldn't there be some dimensional law being broken if we meddle with this fight or something?" She looked down and the rubbed the back of her head.
Edited by The Dream, 07 July 2011 - 12:28 AM.
Posted 07 July 2011 - 02:42 AM
"Now, we came here to save people but charging in to the fray at this very moment might place your lives in danger. If we back track a couple of miles down the forest path south of us, we'll find ourselves in one of the knights' encampments in the area. It's ultimately your decision."
As Mason pointed this out, the band of knights had been pushed back by the undead forces. Some of them continued to fight while a majority came retreating to the direction of the group. The man named Lionheart was with this majority, except with him was an injured knight who could barely walk. That burden would ultimately slow them down while the approaching bloodthirsty demons came rushing towards them.
Posted 07 July 2011 - 08:16 AM
He took another glance towards the battle, weighing the odds of the escape versus helping save the people before them. Lionheart and an injured man came wobbling over to them.
'Escort Lionheart and his contingent of men through the forest. I'll bring up the rear and give you all some time to move forward as best I can.'
He notched an arrow on the gentle string of his new bow, and drew it back. Effortlessly he fired the arrow into the skull of one of the approaching horde, shattering the back of its skull as the arrow tore through it. He took a look at the bow and nodded, deeming it a worthy addition to his arsenal. Xander worried the injured man would slow them down.
'We need to move quickly, and that means we'll need to shed dead weight, less the horde catch up to us. Lionheart, are you retreating to the encampment as well?'
Xander had attempted to place the idea in Lionheart's mind that the four gathered near the hill were backup mercenaries he had anticipated to join them, so as they wouldn't be bogged down by questions and introductions.
Posted 09 July 2011 - 12:09 AM
Then, Lionheart approached them, a wounded soldier being carried over his shoulder, forced into retreating towards their encampment. Xander ordered him, Rainer, and the others to go towards the encampment, while Xander would hold them off. Personally, after seeing Lionheart's struggle with the skeleton soldiers, he thought leaving Xander behind was suicide. Instead of listening to Xander's orders, he ran to his side, insisting on staying with him.
"Xander, did you not see Lionheart down there fighting them? Just leaving you alone to fight them would be suicide. Plus, if you run out of arrows, who knows what will happen. I'm staying here with you, no matter what. I'm sure that Lord Mason, Rainer, and Lionheart can fend for themselves if they go on. I'm not risking you getting hurt or getting killed." Damien responded to Xander's command.
Damien picked up some soil from the ground, forming a pair of small fireaxes in his palms, giving them both a quick spin to show he was serious. As the horde of skeleton soldiers approached the cliffside, Damien extended his arms, then slowly turned his body, spinning in place. His spinning became faster and faster, while also making the fireaxes in his hands larger and larger. He finally released the pair of enlarged fireaxes towards the skeleton army, only to see them be cut in half as the human size blades cut straight through them, then sticking in the ground like a sword that acted as a headstone for a dead soldier.
Posted 09 July 2011 - 01:38 AM
As this dragon landed, the finer details of its appearance could be made out. It stood on its hind legs and spread its large wings, showing multiple battle scars. Its body was larger than the mass of thirty men but its tail was about two-thirds of that. The scales on it were metallic, in that rust could be visibly seen and a clinking sound could be heard from contact with them. As it let out another roar, a resonance coming off from its scales could shatter the eardrums of those nearby and the visible battle scars glowed in a bright crimson. Once that roar had subsided, the dragon opened its mouth once again and a gray smoke could be seen coming out of its mouth.
"Extend!"exclaimed Mason and as he said that, his arm grew considerably in length. He then grabbed Lionheart by the ankle, dragging him all the way just behind where the group was standing. By this time, the dragon had flung a ghastly ball of smoke to where Lionheart had stood. A deathly shriek could be heard from the man Lionheart carried across the field.
Lionheart took a quick glance and just as quickly turned his head away. He then stood up and took a moment of silence to realize what just had happened. However, this was cut short as Lionheart realized the group was still in danger. "Mercenaries, mages or even carnival folk, I must get you all to safety. We must hurry into the forest and lose them before heading out to the outposts." The disbelief in Lionheart was great and any normal man would lose all hope if they bore such a burden. But he had to continue, because no one else could.
Posted 09 July 2011 - 02:06 AM
Rainer was ready to fend off anything that may have run towards her as proved themselves hostile, though this was the least of her worries when she saw the skeletal warriors rise back to life when the dragon in the sky breathed down on them. Oh my... It let landed on the ground and let out an intimidating roar that would further deafen a deaf man. Rainer was about to block her ears until it stopped and then started to have smoke flowing out of its mouth.
Mason did something incredible to save Lionhearts life. He simply yelled out "Extend" and made his arm grow long to grab Lionhearts ankle, before pulling him towards the group and sending him behind them. Rainer watched as a fire ball hit the ground, and unfortunately, the wounded soldier Lionheart was carrying.
Rainer closed her eyes as she heard the shrieking from the man. She was instantly reminded of the horrible apocalypse of her world. The scene of the monster from the water bending down and eating everyone like it was just eating rice. All the blood pouring down like rain, all the screaming. Rainer had it all play in her head in a short second or two. She turned to the man behind them, holding her sword tightly.
"Retreating is better than dying out here. Maybe get some time to figure out a strategy" Rainer placed one of her hands on her hip and looked down. Rainer had already thought that the monstrosity that was the dragon had to be taken down first to avoid any more skeletal soldiers to reform when they were knocked down.
Posted 13 July 2011 - 11:24 PM
'I see. So in the right time line, this dragon wouldn't exist, and the forces of this Skull King would be easily vanquished by the talented Lionheart's men. However, how to stop such a creature?' Xander wondered aloud to all but Lionheart and whatever contingent of his men remained.
He turned to Mason, Lionheart, and Rainer behind him. He nodded quickly, 'If we are to flee, then we should do so now!'
He tapped Damien on the shoulder and ushered him to go. He drew his bow once more, and motioned as if notching a bow, when in his hand was nothing. He gathered wind into his palm and pulled the string taught as if by magic.
When he released it, a massive gale of wind blew across the undead in pursuit, which would knock them off balance and stun them for a moment. The nearest ones would be literally blown apart by piercing wind through their chest cavities. It would likely be more than enough of a distraction to allow them to flee.
Once the others began to flee, Xander would follow as well, gathering the unseen winds in his outstretched palm in case another shot need be fired.
Posted 14 July 2011 - 09:07 PM
Looking up at Rainer, Damien couldn't help but smile up at her, hoping that he would be able to have an actual conversation with her. However, looking at everyone else around them made him feel even more nervous, especially if he were to make a fool of himself in front of the gallant warrior, Lionheart, and the man who was judging on whether they could save their worlds or not, Mason. Instead of trying to start a conversation, he simply remained silent, afraid to speak.
Out of nowhere, Damien started hearing voices, ones that sounded far from being human. It started with just a few just whispering, but slowly changed to crowds upon crowds of different voices screaming, screeching, and shouting, growing to the point where he couldn't take it any more. Gripping his ears with his gloved hands, he collapsed onto the dirt trail, curling into a fetal position while repeatedly bashing his head against the ground. As he fell, a syringe from his medical satchel skittered across the ground, landing a small distance away from him.
"Make the voices stop! Please, just shut them up! I can't take all of the screaming and the yelling! Get them out of my head!" Damien screamed, still bashing his head against the ground's surface.
Posted 15 July 2011 - 06:31 PM
She stared at Damien for a short while, studying the at the white haired and white eyed boy. She had never seen anyone or anything that was like him. He gave Rainer the slight chill down her spine, his white eyes looked rather empty and ghost like when she only glanced at them. His hair was oddly white, but they didn't have the same impact, it was more milky in Rainers view. They reminded her of a special type of milky tasting ice cream she tried once.
Slowly, Damien started to look slightly distressed. It was like something was attacking his mind in a violent way, but it was silent to the people around him. Suddenly Damien grabbed his ears and fell to the ground, banging his head against it and screaming about voices of some sort. Rainer had noticed a syringe had fallen to the ground as Damien fell, she figured that it was from his pocket.
Rainer bent down and picked the medical tool and looked at Damien. If he kept hitting his head against the ground he would had blood flowing down the side of his face. She knelt down next to Damien. She didn't know what to do, but she did know someone wouldn't carry a syringe around with them unless it was for medical reasons. Acting on instinct, Rainer pierced Damiens arm and pushed the liquids into his body.
Posted 16 July 2011 - 02:08 AM
"Do you remember what we are supposed to be doing? All I remember is just coming here and seeing that Lionheart guy fight that group of skeleton soldiers. We are on his side, right? Weren't we supposed to retreat?" Damien thought, picking himself up off of the ground.
Instead of asking any further questions, Damien began walking up the hill, seeing as how they were traveling to a nearby encampment, if he remembered it right. Whether he was supposed to attack or defend it, he didn't know. After running ahead of the rest of the group he simply stood there, looking down the path they would soon be coming from. He simply stood there with an expressionless look on his face, hoping someone would tell him what was going on.
Posted 18 July 2011 - 02:09 AM
"We shall avoid the main trail. The runes of the scouts are found across these woods. With them, I will find us a way back to General Wiseman's encampment while avoiding the main undead forces." These words would be the last from Lionheart for a while. The woods felt dense, seemingly filled with life that could not be seen but whose presence was noticeable. However, this feeling would soon turn even more intense as a sudden darkness befell upon the forest. It was pitch dark but there was no moon nor stars to light up the heavens. This immediately made Lionheart come to a stop.
"... The Nightshades of the Skull King are here. Evil demons that the forests do not welcome. I thought they had been vanquished long ago but this darkness proves otherwise. We shall not move until they are gone. The woodlands' sprites will defeat them." The warrior spoke these words with hope in his voice but confusion also ran in his mind. Today, the forces of evil that he has fought for a long time had regained much of its lost grounds and lost vassals.
Lionheart took a few dead branches from a nearby tree and one of the vials from his side. Pouring the contents of the vial immediately set off a spark, creating a camp fire. He then sunk down against the same tree, seemingly deep in thought.
"I must ask. Who sent you? You all look far too outlandish to be common footsoldiers and even the High Council of Mages do not posses members with powers as unique as yours. At least, members who are readily sent to the frontline."
With this question asked, Mason smiled at Lionheart and then redirected it at the faces of Xander, Damien and Rainer. Just as eerie as his smile, he then performed his vanishing act once again and faded to oblivion.
Posted 19 July 2011 - 07:47 PM
Xander thought back to Lionheart's feats of bravery and skill earlier. He thought of the vial of a liquid which caused a fire.
Xander hid his face beneath the hood of his cape, hoping for the others to speak up instead. Fearing that he was the oldest and thusly the elected leader, though unwillingly so, opened his mouth and tested his rusted vocal chords, fearing that his telepathy may set the man named Lionheart on edge.
His voice was hoarse, barely used in many years. It was deep, but soothing in a way.
"We are but mercenaries sent to your aid. Our intentions are true, so what matter is it where from we hail?"
Posted 19 July 2011 - 09:02 PM
She walked to Damien and stood next to him. She turned her eyes towards him, wondering what happened to this strange guy. With the corner of her eye, Rainer saw Lionheart drop some liquid onto a few branches that set it alight. Rainer turned her attention to the fire, her eyes widened which made her look slightly amazed. She crossed her arms and relaxed a bit more, looking at Lionheart when he asked a question.
Rainer was unsure of what to say. Before she could open her mouth, she heard a deep and soothing voice come from somewhere. She turned to Damien, then slowly to Xander. She hadn't heard him speak in ways other than in their heads. Turning to Lionheart, she nodded, playing along. She thought that telling them about the dimensions and so on would not be wise.
"Yeah, we came to lend our blade on the battle field" Rainer was still holding the sword from before. When she finished speaking, she turned it upside down and pressed the tip of it's blade on the ground.
Posted 21 July 2011 - 10:58 PM
Instead of saying something that he knew he would regret later, Damien thought it would be better to stay silent, taking a seat on the earth beneath his feet. He stared into the entrancing fire, staring and concentrating on it almost as if it was a crystal ball telling his future. He didn't bother to ask anyone any questions, until a crucial one formed in his mind. Before he would forget the thought, he shifted his gaze over to Lionheart, seeing how he was probably the eldest out of all of them and therefor was better with strategic planning.
"Shouldn't we think up some kind of plan while we are safe in here? I mean, you saw that entire army of skeletons, guys. I doubt we will have the chance to retreat again, so I suggest that we think up a strategy while we have the chance. I say that for now, we stick together and try to find a stealthy way to find a way to the source of all of these things. Any other ideas on how we can find the source of all of this?" Damien asked, wondering if anyone had a better idea.
As he stared at Lionheart's body, Damien assumed the man had been in several conflicts such as this one. His strength shown before was one of the reasons why he believed this. His armor also seemed to be reflective of some high status of some sort, seeing how decorative it looked. If they were to get any information on the source of the skeleton army, they would have to press Lionheart for information.
"Lionheart, what all do you know on this skeleton army? You look like you possibly have more info on the source of this than us. Do you know who or what the source of this army is? Do you know some path to help us get there?" Damien pressed, hoping Lionheart would have the information they would need.
Posted 21 July 2011 - 11:16 PM
'Mason mentioned that the dragon we saw overhead was something of an anamoly in this world. I'm unsure if you witnessed what I did; the dragon breathing cursed life back into the fallen soldiers. Our focus should be on the defeat of this creature. Lionheart is likely to win this war with the Skull King if the opposing army would cease its unnatural growth aided by the dragon.'
If able, he would implant his own memory of witnessing the scene that unfolded before him after he had fired his first arrow. It would run in the back of their minds, giving them the understanding of the event while maintaining their current consciousness and awareness:
Even though a few of the undead were slain by Xander's arrows and Damien's axes, the undead forces still had incredible momentum with them. The valiant few who stayed behind to fight were now all falling before the relentless assault, having their bodies being trampled upon by the encroaching army. Even though their bones were crushed and their flesh torn clean off, the dragon which flew above the skies came down and breathed its unholy energy unto the fallen, making them walk the earth once again.
Hopefully with their own understanding out of the way, Xander returned his regular gaze at Lionheart, nonchalant so as not to tip his hand too much that they were beyond what these men were more likely used to. Xander again thought back to the sword Lionheart held, if not Lionheart himself. He seemed a bit peculiar as well, especially with the power he held.
Xander pondered this as he waited for the man's reaction.
Edited by Valor, 22 July 2011 - 09:34 AM.
Posted 21 July 2011 - 11:23 PM
Thinking back to the dragon, she wondered if Mason had mentioned it for more reasons more than just to give them general knowledge. She wondered if they had been brought there to kill the monster, or do something with it. Stabbing her sword in the ground, she crossed her arms and stood next to it as it balanced on the ground and looked like a cross.
Posted 22 July 2011 - 12:42 AM
"We are safe here... And soon enough we will reach General Wiseman's camp. These woods provide protection; the spirits who guard this forest are as adamant as the undead who pursue us. As for our counterattack plan, we will have to consult the High Court of Mages... If only it were as simple as striking our blades against their rotting flesh."
The troubled warrior then stood up. He then pulled out his blade and raised it near the fire. As soon as contact had been made, runes had appeared upon the clear silver surface of the sword. They burned with a glow that could spark courage to those who would see it. But this brilliant light would soon die out and soot took its place. The message of the runes could now clearly be seen. It was one that proclaimed Lionheart to be a Champion.
"I am the last survivor of a dead breed. The Champions. We were a league of a hundred heroes who were unique in our own individual ways. I had the title of Lionheart the Landtamer and I had fought against the Skull King's forces alongside my brethren for years. A few months ago, we had slain his dragon. That slavemaster of a beast. The man who was with me when we had retreated... He was there when we had defeated the dragon before. Lance the Stormdivider, slayer of wyverns and master of the spear. I believed that together, we would stop the Skull King... And now I have the burden of knowing that he burned in anguish as I left him in the battlefield."
Lionheart placed his sword in its sheath once more. Immediately after, a loud crash could be heard in the distance. Before a reaction could be let out by anyone, Mason rematerialized in front of them.
"The Nightshades have overwhelmed the grand tree of this forest section." he said in a slight tone of panic. In response, Lionheart drew his sword and spoke.
"We must press on. The sprites will soon fall and they too will bolster the ranks of the undead. I will make sure that none of you will bear this curse we had bought upon this land."
Posted 23 July 2011 - 04:55 AM
Damien dug out a small handful of soil from his satchel, closing his eyes in order to think of the proper tool that could save them. After thinking, he formed a small, black hilted torch, a switch on the side of it being able to slide up and down. With an upward slide of the switch, a spreading beam of light enveloped the forest in front of them, illuminating the dark. After seeing the success of what in his world was called a flashlight, he created one for his comrades, illuminating the area around them.
Posted 24 July 2011 - 03:50 AM
Thinking more about the flashlight, Rainer wondered if such things existed in the dimension. If they didn't, then they've got some explaining to do to Lionheart. For now she took the flashlight and looked up to the dark sky, wondering what awaited them in this dimension. Undead things.....pretty gruesome.
Edited by The Dream, 24 July 2011 - 07:47 PM.