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As Jeril walked through the forest, he noticed it was the darkest night he had ever seen.  Even the moon was dim, leaving little light to see with.  The owls hootd at random times, the trees swayed... it was a frightening night.  His father disapproved of his night time walks, but Jeril found them some what peaceful.  Like anything really bad is gonna happen.

Then suddenly, a huge blinding light shone through the forest, coming from right in front of him.  Jeril ran forward, knowing that is was dangerous, but the excitement made him push forward.  Jeril looked around looking for the source, when the light stopped.  Jeril walked around until he tripped and fell over.  He looked back and saw a little glass ball.  He went over and picked it up, and examined it.  It's only a glass ball.  It's probably the old fortuneteller's.  Jeril put it in his pocket, and then all for him went black.

***Five Years Later***

General Forrd was tense; the undead attacks were rising steadily and rapidly.  It was when the attack against a closeby city that Forrd finally started to enlist men for the army to protect the province of Coreng.  Without more troops, we're sure to be killed...

SIGN-UPS:  Put your name and class on the list.  Short biographies are optional.

Swordsman - sword and crossbow
Archer - Longbow, crossbow and dagger
Crusader - 2 broadswords
Mage - Staff and wand

[[Yes]]

Ernie realizing that more men would be useful he called upon his three elder brothers.  Sir Hunter of Logan, Sir Christopher of Heldin, and Sir William of Anglerod.  Sir Hunter was a master of the bow and could use a steel longsword masterfully.  He was armored in chainmail and studded leather armor, Sir Christopher was a master of the battle axe and was armored in steel platemail.  Sir William was a master swordsman and was more skilled that Sir Ernie.  He carried a steel greatsword, a steel longsword, two throwing knives and wore steel scalemail armor.  The four of them were known as the Four Brothers of Holandir and were the best that their country had to offer to stop the threat that came.

1. Ernie The Orange - Archer
2. Bertilius Septim II - Swordsman
3. Deathuelf - Archer
4. Bruiant - Mage

*Ernie kills Bruiant for raising the dead and goes home to have a beer...the end* =p [[Yeah just kidding....]]

Ant - Swordsman - sword and crossbow (sorry but can i forget about the crossbow and get a broad sword and a shield?)

Ant, a poor farmer who had never lifted anything else apart from a scile, joined General Forrd's army as soon as possible. Although it quickly became clear he could not use a ranged weapon well so took to training with just a sword and shield.

ehh, evil can fight for the good team, if their is a mutual benifit. im not evil, but i like the image of being evil :)
and no, i not necromancer :D depending on which version you read, the colour of robes mean different things. some authers say that colour is a sign of status, like gandalf the white and grey. others say its the type of magic, whereas others says its groups, like guilds etc.

we dont have to be peasants. i think septim overdid it, with 1k armed troops.
i dont think i went over the top. my magical talents is limited in a couple ways.i need to cast incantations, i need spell books, i also need the staff, or i can only cast lesser spells.also, i need items like runes or substances like blood to cast some spells. and then there is always the fact that too much will drain my energy.

[[You're just citizens you can be war veterans or peasents.  And Bruiant, if you must, you can be a dark looking good mage (which makes no sense mind you).  And yes, Septim and Ernie overdid it.]]

[Oh comon....fine its just me then X_x   even RL brothers get shunned from this RP] >=(

ehh, im not evil looking! its a matter of perspective. if i wanted to be evil looking, i would abandon the hat, wear the hood up at all times, and put funny patterns on my face with real blood! and then have vampire canines, a book of dark spells (Wait, i think i have that) and the staff would be made of something other than wood. then id have an army of adepts, who wear only black, and i order them to do things, and use their lives as spell substances.
maybe im some sort of dark arcane wizard, who fights for the good side :D or some fire elementalist, or the colour could just mean im higher up in the wizards assosiation/guild what ever they call em.
ahh well. i can change it all to pink instead? (just kidding!)

Start it quickly now since im going to be at my cousin's house helping him and his wife move for quite awhile...

[[OOC: What kind of undead are we fighting? Lame zombies, demons, what? If we're fighting zombies it'll be pretty hard for me not to go, "*Septim chops one zombie's head off and shoots the other in the head with his crossbow."]]

Septim rushes into battle, he draws his longsword and chops at one skeleton's arm, the arm flies off and Septim picks it up, he uses it as a blunt weapon as he smashes the skeletal limbs off, he then cuts the skull off and throws it at a skeleton behind him, he turns and kicks the skeleton down, he then raises his blade and smashes the skeleton's ribcage, Septim continues to sma*beep* to pieces, afterwards, he finds the battle is over and walks off towards the barracks.

Deathuelf runs after the others. When he reaches the battle he sees 2 skeletons running towards him. He takes off his bow and fires an arrow at the first skeleton but of course went straight through it. Cursing himself for his *beep*ic ness he puts the bow on his back and draws his two knifes. The first skeleton attacked but Deathuelf parried it away and cut it I half. Using the momentum he attack the other with both knifes and cut that one in half as well. About to go at attack more he felt tremendous pain in both feet he looks down and sees both of the skeletons at his feet with their swords in them. He screamed in pain but was about to bring his knifes into their skulls. 

OOC: About my Post I'm not saying that the battle is over its just I'm quickly checking up on the wounded.

OOC: Only two skeletons per person.

Ernie pulled out his short bow and fired an arrow quickly at two skeletons charging  him.  The arrow severed the first ones head from its neck and then Ernie pulled out his dagged, spun on his right foot dodging its attack, and then clove its skull in two....he then walked on

Bruiant, wearing long robes falling down to his ankles could not risk running for risk of falling. Walking to the confrontation of the undead, he was toward the back of the militia, yet from his view upon the many steps to the fortress, he sighted Ironic running to a deathtrap within an ally. Holding his hat with one hand, and pulling up his robes with his staff hand, he begun to jog.
Stopping just at the entrance of the ally, se saw Ironic faced off with 6 skeletons, all of whom holding crude weapons. brandishing his staff, he walked forth, muttering quickly, words of incantations. Coming level with Ironic, Bruiant finished his mutterings, and jumped forwards, jabbing his staff deep into the ribs of the closest skeleton. Flames errupted from the raw garnet, igniting the skeleton, yet with no flesh or organs, the flames did little more than turn the bone brittle. stepping back, he leveled himself again with Ironic, and sent forth a small firey ball of magic, exploding upon impact with another skeleton. Again, it did little more than burn the bone, yet this time, due to it hitting the shoulder, shattered the arm, dropping to the floor. Gripping his staff in two hands, Bruiant steped forth again, but instead of using magic, he swung his Staff from right to left, straight into the legs of the first skeleton. Clipping the shins, the skeleton fell down, unable to move. Bruiant quickly kicked the downed skeleton, sending the head rolling down the alley, and swung his stuff overhead, cracking the second skeletons skull clean in two from the impact. By now, two more of the militia had joined Bruiant and Ironic's side, felling the final 4 skeletons left in the allyway.

(sorry its so long, got bored)

[[Okay, thius first battle was just an activity point to see if you would actually play this rp lol]]

As the last of the skeletons fell, Forrt called the militia into the room.

"Great job everyone!  We protected the town, and no one died today.  I'm rewarding everyone of you 1,000 gold pieces.  You may use them for whatever you please.  Good day."  And he walked outside the room, and headed toward his office.

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Okay, now that the fighting is over, you are given leisure time until the next battle.  You can gamble, buy weapons, or make some money.

Gambling- cugarian cards [[texas hold 'em]]

Basically, it's the same as texas hold 'em, but i am taking blinds away.  To play, you must have 150 gold or more with you and there must be three or more people too.

Weapon shop - mages can't buy here because they use magic

New Soldier class - everyone already has this

Normal class - 250 gold and won 1 battle.  The abilities are improved quickness and fire attack [[aka your sword or bow is on fire =P]]

Expert class - 500 and 3 battles won.  The abilities are triple strike [[for bows, three arrows at a time]] and your weapons are blessed.  [[More powerfu lagainst creatures.

General class - 1000 and 8 battles won.  Abilities are command troops and your weapons are made of the strongest ore in the country.

Deity-like class - 5000 and 12 battles won.  Abilities are holy rage, blast and poison enemies, and your weapons are made completely of light [[Yet you still can hold them lol]]

Job - The jobs depend on your class or battles won.

Farmer - New soldier - 100 gold between battles.
Miner - Normal - 250 gold
Blacksmith - Expert - 500 gold
Cook - 5 battles won - 800 gold
General - General class - 1200 gold
Noble - Deity-like class - 2500 gold

Any questions, or can I turn it to day?

[[Any, it's still night, and the weapons come with the class.]]

*slaps Ant*

"You buy things during the day. -.-  Any other questions?"

[[OOC: Wow, a noble is a deity? I guess that whole Mandate of Heaven thing wasn't rubbish!]]

Septim, having won one battle, gets a job as a miner.

[[OOC: Awwww...I thought 250 gold was what you get payed...]]

Septim gets a job as a farmer...

[[OOC: I guess all heroes start as a farmer...]]

[[Dang, since ya'll wont listen, it's day, no, not rl day.]]