The Underground Prison(One Angel Based Character)

OoC: Well here it is! My first shot at a B.A. Thread! I'd like to tell everyone about my style of BAing. I don't like having two characters just fight eachother. I usually put them in a situation where everyone involed has to work together to defeat a common enemy. They may fight, but it won't be the point of the thread. Ok, now then, do whatever you want, but your character has to end up in the prison by the end of your post. Ok then, let's get started!

BiC: Zabaro was dead tired. He had been traveling through the desert for a week and had run out of water two days ago. He came to the desert so that he could train without hurting anyone, or burning down a forest. Now, if he didn’t find a town soon, he was dead. Maybe, I could fly towards the next town. It might work. But what if I run out of magic? Damn! If only I knew how far away the next town was! Zabaro continued this mental debate until he walked into a wall. “What the hell?” Zabaro looked up and saw that he had walked into a massive wall about thirty feet high. “Where did this come from?” He asked himself. He walked around it, to find a massive gate. Inside the gate, Zabaro saw a bustling city. “How did this city get here? I couldn’t see this ten minutes ago,” he mumbled to himself. The gate wasn’t locked, so he went in.

Inside the city, people were crowded at large stands. Zabaro could here prices being called out, and people complaining about the high costs. Zabaro wasn’t interested in any of that, he was interested in the tavern at his left. As he entered the small bar, he noticed a large man glaring at him. “You’re not from around here, are you?” The giant man said. “Um, no,” said Zabaro. The man didn’t respond but turned around, giving Zabaro a clear view of the giant’s sword. Zabaro decided to ignore the man, and walked up to the counter. “What’ll it be?” the bartender asked. Zabaro’s throat was screaming for water, and his tongue felt like sandpaper. “A large water,” he said. The bartender took out a giant glass and filled it to the brim with water. Zabaro gulped it down before the bartender could tell him the price. “That’ll be twenty Barles,” said the bartender, holding out his hand. “I don’t have any Barles, but I have some gold coins,” said Zabaro, holding out some small gold coins. “No Barles,
eh? That’s too bad, for you. Ungal! Get ‘em!” He shouted out. The giant man, who had spoken to Zabaro, stood up and unsheathed his giant sword.

“In the desert, stealing water is the worst kind of crime,” said the giant as he advanced on Zabaro. The fire mage was backed into a corner, with no way out. Zabaro didn’t want to hurt anyone, but realized that he had no choice. He summoned a small ball of fire in the palm of his hand. “Sorry, but you asked for this!” he shouted as he shot the fire directly at the giant’s chest. The massive man dropped to the ground, screaming in pain. Zabaro rushed out the door and made a run for the gate. He nearly made it. Nearly. Two men, who were standing near the gates, saw Zabaro coming and shut them. He drew his sword and prepared to attack, when he was stuck in the back of the head. The giant had followed him outside and struck Zabaro with the blunt side of his blade. The bartender strolled out side and gave the unconscious Zabaro a sharp kick in the ribs. “Throw ‘em in the Prison,” he said casually.

OoC: Hope ya don't mind if i join ure friend here!! =) Using Lyia my angelic BA char.

BiC:

Lyia was traveling through a desert, something she rarely did. How in god's name can anyone live here. Its way to hot and the sun is bearing down with all its fury. Lyia was looking for a town, anyhting she could find. Or a waterhole atleast. She would just scower the land in the air, but her wings were beaten and bruised, and she was way to tired to become airborne.

"I'm going to DIE out here!! What cruel fate has lead me to this place?!?"

Lyia fell to the ground. Her body was aching and she needed water. My powers are useless here. Without water, icannot conjure even a little frost, let alone a blizzard. Just then a shadow fell upon her.

"Well now missy, you look like you could use a hand."

Lyia looked up to see the grinning face of a tanned dark haired man. Lucky for her, he had not seen her wings. "Umm yes, where's the nearest town? I need to replenish my supplies."

"It's right under ure nose lille miss. Jus gotta know where to look fer it."

Lyia could tell this man was slightly drunk. the way he talked and how he didn't really finish his words. "Could you take me to the nearest town sir?" thats right Lyia. Just keep playing the cute girl lost act.

"Well, I reckon tat tis here towny tis jus a mile away. Jus head in tat directin." the man pointed to the Southwest.

"Thank you very much kind sir."

"Anytin fer a miss."

Lyia quickly got to her feet, and found the town within no time. She headed straight for the gates, which to her suprise, were closed.

“Throw ‘em in the Prison,” a man said casually.

"Umm exscuse me. Gaurd sir, could you open the gate? I'm a young girl in need of shelter."

The gaurd eyed Lyia, as if he were sizing her up. but thankfully, he opened the gates.

"Might I ask as to what you are going to do with him?" Lyia pointed to the unconscious boy being dragged away.

"He's going to the stocks. He commited a high crime."

"Might I ask as to what that crime was?"

"Stealin water. The greatest of crimes here in this city."

Lyia walked away, she didn't even know what type of currency they used here. She began backing towards the gate. But the guard stopped her.

"You know the rules miss. you must pay a fee of 15 barrels for me lettin you into the city."

"Umm, excuse me. I'm new here. And what are barrels?"

"No barrels huh, off to the stocks with you then aswell!"

"WHA-" And with that, Lyia was put into chains, and rolled off to the prison.

OoC: Someone responded? YAHOOO!!! Ahem, sorry I’m on a massive sugar rush. Also, they’re called Barles, but it doesn’t matter now.

BiC: Zabaro groaned as he woke up. His head was throbbing, and he felt dizzy. He tried to stand up, but thick chains bound his legs. Heh. This’ll be easy, he thought to himself as he began to summon two balls of fire from his hands. He reached down and grabbed the chains. The extreme heat of the fire melted the chains, and Zabaro was able to stand. “Now lets see, where am I?” He looked around his jail cell. It was small and dirty with a plank of wood for a bed. The door was locked, but it was made of wood. Zabaro fired a small amount of fire at it, and in seconds it was ablaze. He stepped out of the jail cell and looked around.

The prison was very empty. Ahead of him was a long, dark hallway. Behind him was a row of jail cells; some were occupied by skeletons. Zabaro began to walk down the dark hallway until he began to loose visibility. It was much too dark for anyone to see anything. “I guess I could use some fire to light the pathway, but I don’t know exactly how long I’m gonna be down here. Ok, I’ll keep going until my magic runs low,” he said, summoning a small ball of fire. As soon as he did this, he heard a noise coming from where he woke up. He rushed back towards the door where he was thrown in, and saw two men and a girl. “Here have some company!” They said as they threw the girl into the dungeon. It was two dark to see, but Zabaro instantly noticed two angel wings protruding from her back. An angel commiting a crime? How interesting.

OoC: Sorry if it’s short, but I didn’t have much work with. The next one will be longer.

Lyia's body screamed in pain. The metal of the prison had thrashed on of her wings as they threw her in. She awoke with a pounding headache and a sore body. What the hell. Figured people would be cruel to an angel. Lyia noticed heavy chains around her ankles, wrists, and wings. This only made her laugh.

"Foolish humans. Chains cannot stop an angel."

She easily broke the chains off by freezing them. The netal just busted off once it got cold enough. She looked around for a way out. Only a long dark hallway. Looks like I'm on my own. A light would be nice though. Lyia easily broke the bars of her cell abd began walking towards the way that looked like the way out.

"You know, you could get lost here without a light."

Lyia spun around only to see a young man, probably her age. Her eyes loked around for any indication of whether he was with the desert people or not. "Who are you? And what are you doing down here?"

"Same as you, got put down into this prison by those people. Names Zabaro. You?"

Sorry, but I need to focus more of my attention on the Dome, wich I've seriously neglected. Sometime later, I'll make another one, and you'll be welcomed to join. So, mods, you can close this, or something.