Ooc: Alllllllright! This is indeed my very very first attempt at starting my own rpg thingy. Two more people would be quite nice, though I must warn all that attempt to read-this first part is very long. If you don't feel like reading all of it, just go to the last part-it should be enough to get you started. My only request is that you post often; I would be so truly deeply sad if this story died!
Oh, and while I'm at it, you probably should read my character's bio before you start because you'll understand much better what's going on. My link is here. Now, without further ado...
At first, I wasn’t really sure of what it was that I was doing. Whether it was running from a hopeless past, leaving the village I was banished from, or perhaps even journeying for the purpose of enlightenment— I couldn’t decide. My purpose was too vague, my past too confusing. All I knew was that I was walking, taking countless steps towards somewhere or something I knew nothing of. There was no path that I followed, no progress that I tracked, I merely wandered through the seemingly endless woods.
At the very least, my journey was peaceful. I came across no strangers or hostile creatures, though I was met with an occasional bird flying among the trees or a squirrel climbing up a stump. The wind playing with the leaves in the trees and on the ground was the sole sound of the woods, only interrupted by the chirp of a bird or the song of a grasshopper.
As I walked, I smiled placidly at the sky, admiring the dark green of the leaves against the clear blue sky. The tree trunks were numerous, but small and easy to walk through, and the only underbrush was dead leaves mixed with the fertile soil. Though the shade of the trees rendered much of the land dim, I always had enough light to walk with, whether it was from the sun or the moon.
Though I knew not how much time had passed, it was plain to me that many days had come and gone. I was surprised when the woods suddenly halted, interrupted by a large stone wall covered in ivy. Having no desire to walk all the way around it to see what was on the other side (it did stretch endlessly in both directions), I climbed to the top of it, using the small holes between the rocks as footholds.
What I beheld upon reaching the top caused me to stare, for I had never seen another human dwelling other than the village I had lived in. Instead of seeing familiar wooden homes, each grafted together with the branches of trees, I saw an endless stretch of stone buildings. Many of them were a reddish hue, most likely made from the clay they were built on, while others, the truly large ones, appeared to be made out of gray rock. Most of the clay buildings had thatched rooftops, while the large grey houses had shingles on the top.
“Oi!” An unpleasantly nasal voice called at me from below. When I looked at the source, I found a young man staring up at me, his clothes covered in dirt. “What are ya doing up there?”
I hesitated before responding, unsure of how to act. It had been so long since I had talked to any person at all, and I didn’t want to scare them off. “I…I’m getting a better view, that’s all.”
The man stared up at me incredulously. “Better view—are you insane?! The goblins are going to catch you if you don’t run!”
“Goblins? Why would creatures like them be a village such as this?”
“You’ve got to be the most oblivious person in town if you haven’t got wind of their attack! The soldiers have been rushing everyone away from the mess on the other side of town. Can’t you see the smoke streaming from there?”
I took my gaze from the man to see what he spoke of. Sure enough, large billows of black smoke were creeping up from the eastern part of the city, tounges of flame seething beneath them. “The soldiers there…they are in danger?”
The man glared back at me, as if it was the stupidest question he’d ever heard. “If ya can’t see as much already, I reckon there’s just no hope for you. Everyone knows that our militia is too small to even keep order in a town like this, and sure enough, once they get pushed back far enough, we’re gonna have to help drive those monsters out.”
“Wouldn’t it be best to help them now, while the most soldiers remain?”
The man merely shrugged. “You’re the one sittin’ on a wall. If you really want to make yourself useful at all, why don’t you go; though I doubt someone like you’ll last even a second against those goblins.”
I cocked my head, his suggestion strangely appealing. Though I did not know the people of the town, they reminded me so much of the people of my village. Blatantly rude, but still innocent…that was what I had come to see them as. I felt an instinctive need to help these people, though deep inside of me, I cringed with fear. By fighting, I risked bringing upon these people the same pain I had brought on my own village, but this time, something was different…This time, I was in control.
I smiled mildly at the smoke in the distance, not intimidated by the rising flames in the least. What was there to lose but my own life? “You’re right, Sir. I will go. Please get to safety.” I quickly climbed down the wall, dropping onto the ground before I even finished.
“You…you’re crazy! Are you serious?”
I shrugged and turned to run to the immanent fight. “Heed what I said…and don’t be afraid.”
The man shook his head, still glaring at me. “I’ll be safer than you alright, but you’d be insane not to be afraid!”
Without another word, I ran from the man to seek out the attackers. I didn’t get far before I ran into one of the creatures he had mentioned. I saw it running up the same street I was on, waving a crusty dagger and a crude torch in the air. It looked something like a man, though its body was grotesque, twisted from what a normal person should look like. In the light of the day, its skin appeared to be a greenish gray, as if it was made from the ground itself. The hideous thing wore few clothes as well, everything on it covered in filth.
I charged for the monster, my staff held high. “Stop! You go no farther!”
OoC: Using Isaac, and Simon as his 'pet'. (Links in sig)
Now, this is Hyrule, or at least the world of Hyrule, right?
Well, as long as you post, I'll keep up. And don't hesitate to scream out if something is not fitting with your story, or gives you problems writing the next post.
And so another force is set loose upon the world, Isaac thought to himself.
"Here's a penny for your trouble," he said to the man, who had warned the girl, and held out a round coin. Looking bewildered, the young man looked at the coin, then at Isaac and then back towards the city. "Wha'?"
"Oh, sorry." The coin disappeared in a flicker of flame and a green diamond shaped crystal appeared in the location. "I forgot the currency." The man blinked, arched his brows and repeated his question. "What'chu talkin' about? That girl?" He motioned with his thumb towards the city. "She's gonna get herself killed, probably." He looked suspicious at the rupee Isaac held out. "Ya wizard, or somthing?"
"Something like that," Isaac responded and threw the rupee to the young man. "Anyway, I'll be off. And what do they say here.. 'May the triforce be with you' or something?" he joked and chuckled at the joke as he followed the trail of the girl. Behind him, the man stood wondering about what he meant.
"What do you think, Simon," he asked his ever-changing friend as he came trotting out of the forest in the shape of a gray wolf. "She's somewhat cute."
You're hopeless, the wolf answered. As soon as you see a cute girl you get all worked up.
"Well," Isaac said and looked at the sky, trying to find the right words. "I see it as a challenge, sort of."
If that's the case, you're losing, considering the recent 'adventures' we've been on.
"Hey," Isaac said and looked undignified, "You can't win every time, right?" The wolf snorted almost like a laugh and tackled the mage.
Can't win every time, but you can certainly loose every time, the shape shifter said with a chuckle. Isaac glared sulky at the wolf, before he lightened up and looked ahead again. "Ah well, it's like a dog running after cars. I'd have no idea what to do when I caught one." He chuckled, and became serious again. "But let's concentrate on the deal ahead. Did you get any clues about her powers yet?"
No. But her eyes seemed to glow slightly.
"And the staff was certainly magical," Isaac added. "Let's go find out."
Ooc: Sorry for the vaugness--I didn't quite know what world to start in, either. Yes, this is some unkown location in Hyrule. And also, I couldn't get the links to your characters. Could you post some new ones?
“huMAN Die!” The goblin charged, thrusting his jagged blade at me. The crooked piece of black metal met my staff with a bell-like clang, sending off bright sparks of blue. As we fought, my staff caused such a racket that a large group of goblins came running down the street. The mob of them moved so chaotically that I couldn’t number them, but I could tell they were moving fast.
“huMAN not so TOUgh now!” The goblin took advantage of my surprise, cutting into my side with his rough blade. White blood spilled out of the wound, causing the goblin to stare. “WhAT be thAT?”
I staggered away, holding onto my staff for support. Immediately, I considered calling forth my flame, but such a thing was too risky. The cobbled street I stood on was lined with houses and stores, many of which had curious eyes watching from them. If my flame went out of control…No, I couldn’t risk it…
The goblins were quick to surround me; the scent of spilt blood always excites such bloodthirsty creatures. I stared at them, my hand clutched to my side, debating furiously with myself whether I would risk the lives of the townspeople or my own…
Ooc: Sorry if this is cheesy or something…I’m sort of out of it at the moment…
"Quick!" Isaac shouted as he increased his speed from walking to running. The girl had already attracted some of the goblins, and he feared the young man would be right if she didn't get any help right away, however how powerful she was right now. Ok, maybe not if she knows how to use her power, he corrected himself as he entered through the city gate closely followed by the gray wolf.
The streets was deserted, and with good reason. But he was both surprised and worried about how many that were actually hiding in their homes instead of escaping the city. They'd be easy targets as soon as the soldiers were driven out and the goblins started to raid and plunder the city.
"Be on your guard," he advised Simon and unsheathed Shade. "They are close. And don't reveal yourself at once."
Don't worry, the wolf answered. Suddenly he crouched, his ears flat and body lying low against the paved road. There's one coming
Isaac shifted his grip on his sword and prepared to attack, but just as the green skinned creature came in sight, Simon was already leaping for the goblins throat with snaring jaws. And before Isaac had crossed the short distance, the goblin was already dead; his throat being ripped apart. Without sharing a word, they continued deeper into the city.
And just two blocks away, they found her surrounded by the goblins. Without hesitation, the two charged into the fray, swords blazing, jaws snapping and a little magic used for good measure. And slowly, the two had worked their way through the barrier of goblins, and into the center.
"Need any help?" he shouted at the girl while parrying some blows with a particularly foul smelling goblin. "Are you hur..." He paused a second as he saw the white liquid covering her hand. The goblin yelled and tried to use the moment of surprise, but with a small spell, it's sword turned into a bouquet of flowers. The goblin were confused for a second, and then his head was sliced of.
"Hang on, I got something which could help," Isaac said and threw some sand on the street before him. Instantly, fire shoot up, giving Isaac enough time to get out a small bag, from which he took out a large, square piece of paper, which he quickly handed the wounded girl and returned to battle.
"It's sticky. Prevents you from bleeding to death," he said as the flames disappeared, and a goblin charged at him.
It was almost impossible to say what confused me more--the sudden appearance of the yellow-eyed man and a wolf, the strange paper in my hand, or the quick work both of them were making out of the goblins. Such destruction I had never witnessed, though I had seen bloodshed before. It immediately made me feel incompetent; though I was trained to fight, I had never tested myself against so many foes. Quite obviously, I had gravely overestimated myself. On the other hand, the man fought like a seasoned warrior, splitting apart the foul creatures with the swift blade of his sword. The wolf with him was quick as well, moving with the powerful sense of instinct that such creatures have.
Though I knew nothing of the stranger nor his paper, I did as he said, pressing it against my wounded side. It didn’t stop the pain, but as the man had said, the bleeding stopped. I still couldn’t use my power, especially since there was this man here, so I sucked up the pain shooting up my side and swung my staff at the nearest goblin. I could hear the man taking on his own opponents behind me—the screams of death were many.
Because I didn’t use a sharp weapon, my staff mostly bludgeoned the goblins, rather than killed them. To strike a fatal blow, I would have to hit a vital spot, but the creatures were so twisted and their armor too strong to find any such targets. I was inflicting a large amount of damage, but it mostly served just to make the goblins angrier. I simply hadn’t realized how weak my attacks were before, particularly because I had never even killed a living being with them. It was my fire power that I relied on to kill, and without it, I realized it would be near impossible to fight off all of the goblins that plagued the city.
And to make it worse, I was injured, too. Had the stranger not come, there would have been no way to fend off the goblins without revealing myself. He had seemed somewhat confused by the color of my blood, as were the goblins, but such was to be expected. I didn’t know what I was, but I did know what I wasn’t.
At least one thing had become apparent: the goblins weren't going to last much longer against their two new opponents.
"Guys, I can't believe that you left none for me!" Joe yelled, jumping in the middle of the square. He had simply been wandering the world when he saw the smoke in the distance.
"I honestly am surprised you left me none!" Dispatched three goblins with Kaila in seconds.
Joe ran up, kissed the pretty girl on the cheek fleetingly and waved to the guy and his wolf before turning and taking out the wimpy goblins with fire magic.
"Peace of cake."
“No idea,” Isaac said in a low voice so that it didn’t seem he talked to himself. “But I don’t trust him. It’s too convent, and what’s with the kiss?”
It seems like he’s all show, though. He’s certainly not a guy to take seriously…
“You’re right.” Isaac finished the last goblin by countering a blow and cutting off the sword hand, and trusting Shade through its stomach.
“That’s about the last of them,” Isaac said as he ran his hand over the blade; the green blood of the goblins dried up and fell off like thin paper, leaving the sword stainless. “We should perhaps move up to help the soldiers.” Then he caught himself and looked worried at her. “Does it hurt?” The girl held her hand at her wound and nodded.
“Let me see,” Isaac said and bent down beside her. “This will hurt a little,” he warned her as he carefully removed the healing paper. White liquid seemed to flow from the wound, unlike anything he had seen before, but still very much like regular, red blood, so he assumed it was her type of blood. “Stopp blødningen og lukk såret,” he whispered and held his hand over her skin, and the blood and the skin obeyed his command and closed up nicely.
Satisfied, he rose, and dried his hands with a handkerchief he summoned from his sleeve. “I’m Isaac, by the way,” he said with a smile and reached out his hand at the girl. “And you are?”
OoC: Zeldamaster, perhaps you could elaborate a bit of where you came from, and how you got there? It's just the small things that make up a good story. And which character are you using? I don't see any link.
Isaac would probably now say something like, "what are you, because your wound healed much better than expected", or something. Feel free to be imaginative about him.
I stared at the hand Isaac had offered me, perplexed by his kindess. Didn't he see my blood? He hardly seemed to notice that I'm...different. Where I had come from, such things were considered a monstrosity--those who didn't share the same physical traits as humans weren't treated as such. Though this was the first time I had wandered from such a place, I believed that all humans shared such stigma; a fear of what was different from them. So why was this man unaffected?
Then again, the man who called himself Issac had strange eyes as well. They almost seemed to have a blue tinge in them, a spark of magic. And his presence...something was strange about it as well. I could sense a strong magical aura about him, the kind of which I had seen only in one other person. That had been Hemanias, a shaman that had lived in my village. He recieved much of his magic through spirits, and as a result, I could sense the power that eminated from him. Though I couldn't tell what gave Isaac his power, I was certain that there was more than what he had revealed.
And his healing magic...that surprised me immensly. He had been so gentle, and the words he had used...they were so foriegn, and yet familiar at the same time. It was as if the very words he spoke held their own magic, just as Hemanias' did...
It took me a while to get out of my head and realize that I was still standing there, dumb as ever, in front of the very man that had saved me. Hemanias would have scoffed at such manners!
"I am...Leonna." I answered stiffly, summoning up enough courage to meet his gaze. My hand weakly met his, no less nervous than the rest of my body.
It is almost impossible to describe how the touch of another being feels when one lives their life so distant from others. The slightest touch is electrifying, a reminder that one still lives in the same world as those that exist around them. This caused me to flinch, though I didn't let go of his hand. It was surprisingly warm, just as the aura about him was...
Ooc: Sorry I didn't respond to that last question of yours...Leonna is quite easily confused, so I hope you don't mind. If Leonna is internalizing all of this too much, just yell or something, and I'll clean it up. (Do notice that Leonna isn't suspicious in the least. She tends to get overwhelmed by other's kindness, so her involuntary trust is a given).
OoC: Sorry about that, [URL="http://http://www.zeldauniverse.net/forums/characters/89466-joe-vac.html"[/URL] there.
BiC: Joe had been running for a few days, fighting any monster that came up. He had no idea where he had been going until he saw the smoke. That had been his que to save the day, but then he had found these two already doing that for him.
"What, no one cares who I am? I'm Joe Vac, nice to meet you, too," Joe said a bit dryly. "Sorry about the kiss, it's called "being caught up in the moment," if I remember correctly. Sorry about that. I'm glad you two are okay, the goblins could of done a number on you, but you guys seem to fight alright. Leonna and Isaac, wasn't that what you said your names were?" Joe asked, rummaging through the goblins bags, until....
"Aha!" Joe shouted triumphantly, the other two looked at him questioningly.
"This stuffs priceless! Goblin's like to steal, and they hit the jackpot!" Joe showed them what was in his hand. It was a red hand with lng sharp claws. "Dragon claw! I know it may seem like stealing, but they took it too!" Joe tucked it into a pocket happily. "This will sell for a pretty penny. So where are you two headed?" Joe asked, returning to his natural serious manner.
OoC: No, it was very good. And don't be sorry. It was just something you could use if you wanted to follow up the conversation, in case of writers block. I don't even know if I will use it at all. But do you have a goal for this RP? Something Leonna must/can/should achieve/realise or something? Just curious, and you don't have to tell me what if you don't want to either.
"Pleased to meet you," Isaac said with a smile, and bowed slightly. She seemed shy and unsure about life, Isaac thought as they shook hands. And if he were to guess, she had just left the safe nest, into the unknown world. Behind him, Simon froze and growled, alerting Isaac that more goblins were headed their way. And behind him, the longhaired fellow rummaged through the fallen goblins.
"Uptown, to help the soldiers I guess," Isaac replied after he asked where they were heading, and picked up his sword which he had leaned towards a building before he bent down to heal Leonna. "You should come too. You sure knows how to handle a sword."
He held up a dragon claw, presumably from a young dragon, and pocketed it before Isaac could study it a bit better. So they had dragons in this world too, he thought as Simon barked. A goblin came in sight around the corner, and met its demise at the keen edge of Shade. Isaac looked in disgust at the green blood which spotted his sword before he held his sword out towards the street it had appeared in.
Joe was certainly pleased with the complement, but he didn't like how the man acted, it was too formal. He hadn't ever liked formalities much, they tended to get in his way.
"Well what are we waiting for?" Joe said, running uptown. Up to his right coming down he noticed a goblin coming down on him. It's head was relieved of its body quickly.
Ooc: Because this is an rpg, and not a plain story, my main goal is really just to watch different characters interact with eachother. Most of the character development and goals that you mentioned happen along the way (at least that's what I do). So as long as there's a general plot of events to follow, we'll learn a lot more about each of the characters. Hope that answers your question.
"Wait! Please wait!" I cried out, sounding a little more desperate than I wanted to appear. When both of the men stopped to look at me, a nervous weight formed in my chest. Without the use of my magic, it was more likely that I'd become more of a liability than an actual help, but there was something even more pressing which caused me to hesitate. "The townspeople; many of them still remain. They will be at the mercy of these foul creatures should we leave."
However, it still occured to me that the milita was likely in dire straights as well. If they were overcome by a massive goblin army, the likelihood of the town surviving would be minimal. Though both of the men with me were strong, too many goblins was simply too many. If our aid could preserve the soldiers, they might be able to force back the goblins, but in the meantime, the citizens would remain unprotected...
"I know what you mean." Joe nodded. "Right! Leonna, what do you think of getting the townsfolk to safety? It might be faster, you seem like you can move fast. Isaac, you go on ahead and fight the goblins uptown, and I'll go see if anyone around here can fight. What do you guys think? I personally like the idea."
Joe took a deep breath and scanned the town.
"The goblins set fire to most of the town....hm, maybe as you gather up townspeople you could ask them if they know any way to stop the flames. Maybe a well. I read about these lines that carried buckets of water and it consisted of people passing buckets back and forth."
Though time was of the essence and Joe's plan had sounded logical indeed, I shook my head. "Protecting the victims, fighting goblins, putting out fires...there are too many things that must be done. With the number of goblins that have been attacking, I imagine that it would be nearly impossible for any one of us alone to protect a large number of people, and sending off one of us to fight? That comes nigh unto scuicide. If we are going to strike, we must act together. Otherwise, we risk spreading our power too thin."
"Hm, then I don't see how........hm....." Joe suddenly had an idea. "We need to move, now. I have a perfect idea. What powers do you have? I have some rudimentary fire magic, what exactly can you guys do? It might be important to our current situation. But if we stop and dawdle we will all die."
Joe was rummaging through some more goblins. "I've learned that goblins have one weakness, they love themselves. That, and it's easy to kill small numbers of them. But-here." Joe yanked a mirror out from under the belt of a goblin.
"Every time they see themselves, they'll be struck dumb."
OoC: Which is just about to happen to me now. Sorry, but I were working yesterday, until 2am.
"I agree with Leonna," Isaac said and walked over to her to clearly show his standing in the matter. "We should not split up. However, I don't think that protecting the people would be that much of a problem. Right now we took out, I guess 40-50 goblins, and I noticed that they seem to be attracted to battle, which is sort of why they are so fearsome; when you fight one goblin, ten more are bound to come."
Simon trotted after him, reassuring him that there was not imminent threat, and Isaac scratched him on the head. Joe, the other guy, rummaged through the corpses, and pulled out a makeshift mirror from one of the dead goblins.
"The boy got brains after all," Isaac remarked and nodded reluctant. "Let them fight for the opportunity to look at themselves in the mirror, not a dumb idea. But you'd need a large mirror."
He took out his pocket again, plunged his hand inside, and dragged out a large, ornamented mirror, almost as big as himself. "Oh, and by the way, I'm a mage. Modern mage."
I stared at the huge mirror Isaac had pulled from his pocket, completely puzzled at how such a thing had fit in the first place. Such a strange way to fight...how odd this world is...
The distant scream of a woman pulled me out of my thoughts, making me turn in the direction of the sound. "Quickly! We must fight while the people still remain!"
I ran off at full speed, not even bothering to see if my companions followed. Nothing else in the world struck me harder than that of a terrified scream, a sound that had long been burned into my memory. However, this time I would be the one to stop it, not cause it...