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Infiltration
01:49:27 Nov 2nd 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

If I determine the enemy's disposition of forces while I have no perceptible form, I can concentrate my forces while the enemy is fragmented.  The pinnacle of military deployment approach the formless:  if it is formless, then even the deepest spy cannot discern it, nor the wise make plans against it.

                                    -Sun Tzu
                                         "The Art of War"

~~~~~~~Infiltration~~~~~~~

In the city of Sairio, a huge parade was running across the main street.  The men had torches in their hands and hate in their eyes.  The sound of stomping rang through the desert like a church bell being rang during service.  The parade maarched on until they reached the town center, where several cages with men were in.  The mob began to shout.
"Kill the spies!  Kill the filth!" someone yelled the loudest of the group, and everyone cheered with the man.
A man with a black turbin walked up to the cages and looked at the three men in each one.
"So, you think you can come through and steal our information, huh!?  You think you can defeat us?  Here's some info for you;  I spit at you!"  The crowd cheered louder and louder.
"Perhaps you should die first?"  the man in the turbin said to the man in the middle.  "You are, after all, the leader of the group."
"Rot in hell,"  the man said, glaring at the evil noble.
"Arvious, perhaps you should say nicer words.  They might be your last!"  The crowd then went silent, and then some one began to chant,  "Kill!  Kill!  Kill! Kill!"
The entire city was yelling the word, and the noble raised his torch.
"Any last words, Arvious?"  the man yelled mockingly.
"Yeah,"  Arvious said, smiling.  "Duck."
Then, men in leather armour jumped off the buildings onto the stage, one of the men landing on the man with the turbin.  One of the soldiers released the cage Arvious was in.
"You people always have great timing,"  Arvious said to the soldier.
"Why is it that everytime you have a plan, it never goes according to plan?"  the soldier asked.
"Aren't I allowed to have a little fun?"  Arvious asked with a grin.
Arvious and the group of soldiers ran through the alleys, avoiding enemy archers along the way.  The men ran until they got to the city wall, where more men were waiiting with ropes.
"Quick, climb!"
Arvious climbed as fast as he could, sweat running down his forehead, until he reached the top of the wall.  Arvious then jumped right off the wall, right onto the desert sand.
"Gods above, you are a daredevil,"  one of the men said after they all got out of the city.
"How are we going to get back to Port Traven?"  Arvious asked the man in charge of the group.
"By horse,"  the man replied.
The man led Arvious towards a large group of horses, and one of the horses grabbed Arvious's attention.
"Leo!"  Arvious ran up to the horse and jumped on it.  "What are you doing here?"
"Your horse doesn't like being in his stable when you're gone,"  the leader said.  "How long have you had that horse?"
"Ten years.  Now, when are we going?"
"Now."  The leader and the rest of the men jumped onto their horses, and they all rode back to the desert port town of Traven.

 

~~Two Months Later~~

 

Arvious was sitting in his manor, eating his normal meal of bread and fruit.  His hood was back, and his feet up on the table.  It was quite a shock for the messenger that such a noble had.. manners like that.
"Message from Lord Jolen!"  The messenger set it on the table, and left the room.  Arvious picked it up and began to read it.

Greetings,

         I hope you are up for another challenge, and this one you cannot fail.  The Devarians have stolen critical imformation from out archives in Welowville.  We need you to take an elite force to the capital of the Devarians and steal the information back.
         You will be provided with two weeks provisions and horses for all of your men.  You will leave once you are ready.

                           Wishing all goes well,
                                   Lord Jolen of Port Traven.

 

SIGN-UPS.

Even though this is the dark ages of the Roleplaying forums, that does not mean that I will accept sloppy work in this RP.  Every post should have some effort in it, and not crap like this.

*Bob grabs his sword and stabs Joe.*

"How do u like that? ^_^"

If anyone posts like this, I will kill you. -_-

Name:  Bob.  (Your name here.)
Fighting Style:  Melee, Ranged, or Magic.
Weapon:  Sword, Bow, Crossbow, or Staff.
Descriptions:  Write a short story of yourself here.  Keep it short please, but not two lines.  Again, I will kill you. -_-

Also, no instant kill magic.  Or *repeat here.*

[[BEGIN THE SIGN-UPS]]


02:16:54 Nov 2nd 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

Name:  Edward Deallus
Fighting Style:  Melee
Weapon:  Steel longsword with the name Tersus carved into the blade.  Also carries several steel daggers on leg sheaths. 
Descriptions:  Edward Deallus was not always in Tasidian.  He often wandered the world at times, aiding all he could in the name of his family.  He spent several years in the desert port town of Port Traven.  While there, he managed to join an elite team thanks to his skill with a sword.


03:46:13 Nov 2nd 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

Name: Adam Blake
Fighting Style: Allrounder
Preferred Weapons: Katana and Spatha

Description : Adam Blake came from a respectable warriorlike noble family. Being from a noble family it was obvious that he'd be raised to be a scholar and a mighty warrior. He rendered his service to the king and in time became one of the mightiest warriors of the land, in secret. For he did not display his skills openly but worked in covert low level operations and won great respect from those who worked with him.


11:11:03 Nov 2nd 08 - Mr. Demonsul:

Name: Demonsul
Fighting style: Melee and magic
Weapon: Black single edged sword.

Description: Demonsul's homeland is the mysterious far-off country of Bronimina. He always wears a black cloak, but underneath he wears darksteel chainmail. His sword is also made of darksteel. He is proficient with various outlandish magics, but for some reason, they always come out black.


23:14:35 Nov 2nd 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Himanil and Demonsul, please choose only ONE fighting style.  I don't want god-like people or awesome war heroes.]]


23:38:50 Nov 2nd 08 - Mr. Darkin:

Name:  Clifford Darkin
Fighting Style:  Melee
Weapon:  Bastard sword, kite shield
Descriptions:  Darkin is a champion of the coliseum.  After beginning life as a slave and being bought by talents scouts,  he was trained in the way of the warrior from a young age.  After winning his freedom from the death pits, he stayed on to help train new combatants.  Now that death matches have been banned he is out in search for new adventures.


12:01:44 Nov 3rd 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

Adam while in his castle watched as the messenger bowed low and handed the message to his valet from his window, he promptly began arrangements for departing as he recognized the messenger by his robes as one of Lord Jolen of Port Traven a good friend of his who used to send the same messenger every time he needed Adam for an importantly urgent matter. His valet was announced in, Adam took the message and dismissed his valet with a wave of his hand after commanding him to ready his warhorse. He saw that the letter had a yellowish green seal on it, so Adam took it inches near a burning lamp and immediately grew tense on seeing it emit red vapors but at the same time gave a relieved smile as he started to open the message, finally a mission of importance that involves people at the highest of levels, Adam thought, I was starting to get bored. The message read as follows-

Greetings,

I hope you are up for another challenge, and this one you cannot fail. The Devarians have stolen critical imformation from out archives in Welowville. You will be part of a secret and elite team that will be under the command of Arvious VIII, another member will be Edward Deallus one whom you know well, the rest you shall meet later. Passwords- Wello Mellow. Wish you luck, Oh and yes happy hunting.

Wishing all goes well,
Lord Jolen of Port Traven.

Well, well we will have some fun then, thought Adam. Then Adam swiftly got about to get together his things.


13:09:43 Nov 3rd 08 - Mr. Darkin:

Darkin returned from the tavern, very late or very early (depending on your point of view).  He stumbled up to his room and after just mangaing to open up the door crashed on to his bed.  He kicked off his shoes not even noticing the important "invitation" written in Lord Jolen's hand lying unsuspicously under a bowl of yesterday's lunch.


14:08:37 Nov 3rd 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Alright, just hang around a bit until I get more people here.]]


17:09:46 Nov 3rd 08 - Mr. Demonsul:

Arvious: [[Himanil and Demonsul, please choose only ONE fighting style.  I don't want god-like people or awesome war heroes.]]

Me: [[Ouch! I use the same char for everything, and you want me to lose half? All I do is throw a few black fireballs...besides, playing pure mage or pure warrior would be terrible. Lack of depth. Loss of interest. Besides, Godlike? Godlike doesn't matter what your style is. You could be a godlike swordsman without touching magic or a bow. Besides, I guess that everyone here will come out of the RP as awesome heroes or something anyway.

I get your meaning, but it is badly thought out.

All right, I guess I wrote too much. I'll just use magic rarely. Ok?]]


16:28:27 Nov 4th 08 - Prince Validus Septim:

Name:  ???
Alias: Rell
Fighting Style:  Ranged, uses stealth often, carries a shortsword for close encounters.
Weapon:  Yew bow, steel shortsword
Descriptions:  A strange man. Little is known about him but his alias, Rell.


15:42:55 Nov 5th 08 - Duke Slade Griffin:

Name:  Slade Griffin
Fighting Style:  Magic.
Weapon:  A black Shadow Staff with a Fire Gem ontop.
Descriptions:  Slade Griffin was once a General  in the Dark Elven Tribe, Untill the day when he and his army walk to battle against the Elvens. the high council of  Rishnar(Dark Elf GoD) demed that Slade was a threat to the Dark elf ways, So they cast a spell upon him sending him to the underworld were he laied imprisoned for many centurys. Until he was set free from his endless prison by dark spirits, Those spirits now contral this once noble mage. Now he seeks revenge on those who imprisoned him


00:07:29 Nov 12th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Demonsul, you are an RPer!  You were one of the best before you left, and I know you can make pure attack styles interesting, no matter what RP.]]

This will start tommorow, and it will be going slowly during the weekdays, but I promise to make up for that during the weekends.

~~Arvious VIII~~


03:58:29 Nov 14th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[My definition of tommorow has changed a bit.. oh well.  Sign ups are now CLOSED!!!  INFILTRATION STARTS TOMMOROW!]]


02:16:56 Nov 15th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

arvious stood at the docks at which he had called all of his team to.  he had them all line up in a line so he could brief them quickly.

"alright, men,"  arvious said.  "as you all are aware of, we are going on a dangerous mission in the heart of the devarian empire.  this infiltration will have to be swift and decisive.  we cannot and will not fail this mission.  the information that has been lost is critical to our success in this war, and every second that we waste is a second they gain."

arvious looked each of the men in the eye for a small amount of time.

"i am not as punishable as most leaders are at making mistakes... probably because i have made a great share of my own.  however, if anyone falls under the catagory of insubordination, they will be left behind for disobeying my orders.  we cannot have any obstacles in our journey."

arvious relaxed himself a bit, and pulled out a map.

"now, have a look at our route."

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we will be leaving port traven by boat down the river, and to geran fortress, where we will restock our supplies.  then, we will move to the small trade port in the edge of enemy territory, moorvora, where we will smuggle ourselves on a trade ship to get to porlos, and get some enemy intelligence there so we can make sure this mission is a success.  then, we will stowaway on another boat and wait until we reach helden.  then, we will travel by foot to lenea, and restock all our supplies, especially water.  then, and i know you all will groan at me, but we will pass the great dunes, the quickest way to get to sairio, where we will rest one day, and finish our mission on the next day.  then, from our allies in the traven province,  a navy fleet will attack a city close to the city, providing a diversion for us to escape on a provided boat.  with this information, we will now start."

arvious picked up his bag, and walked onto the ship, heading for his cabin to rest for a little.

[[get used to the ship and rest a bit.  we will leave port soon.  when most people have posted, we will leave.]]


02:19:50 Nov 15th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[STUPID VU BUG!]]


04:49:21 Nov 15th 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

It was late evening when Adam got first sight of Port Traven, by the time he reached the gates it was dark. As he drew up his horse to a halt an old guard scuffled out form the gate cursing the biting cold. He raised his lamp up to Adams face and on seeing him bowed respectfully and with an order had the gated opened. Adam after some riding arrived at Lord Jolens mansion where he was given an envelop, he rode a bit more in the direction where he had been told to go, in the light of a bar from where the noises of singing and merrymaking were coming Adam opened the envelop and read it's contents, then he speedily set of. On arriving near the harbour Adam dismounted after handing it to a boy liveried in the dress of Lord Jolen's household. As Adam stood there a menacing voice called out, 'Password' from somewhere in the dark, 'Wello Mellow,' Adam responded. 'Good,' said the voice, there was the snapping sound of 2 fingers and 4 guards of whose presence Adam had been aware came up and escorted him to a ship, nearby a man whom Adam recognized as Arvious was giving the details of their assignment to a group of men. As he finished, Adam saw him go back to the ship, Adam himself was tired so he too went to the ship to get some rest.


05:56:01 Nov 15th 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

Edward gathered his items together after the meeting with Arvious.  He sheathed Tersus at his side and loaded some extra daggers into his pack.  He lifted it onto his back and pulled a black cloak overtop of everything.  He walked towards the ship and was let on board immediately.  He walked to his cabin on the ship, unloaded his items, and laid upon his bed to rest.  He calmly anticipated the events that were to come in the future days.


01:37:01 Nov 16th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[I am going to get the RP moving right now, but if people remain this inactive, I will start to take people out of the RP.]]

“How far are we from Geran Fortress?”  Arvious inquired the navigator.

“Probably about 15 minutes until we reach the city,” the man replied.

Arvious walked over to the deck, where most of the crew was, after waking up.  Most of the crew looked refreshed and ready for some action.

“We will be docking at Geran Fortress soon, and I want every hand on deck getting ready.  Once we get there, you all can grab something to eat, and I’m going to talk with General Ralph.”

Arvious walked back to the wheel and began to steer the ship down the river.

 

***

 

"Men, set your eyes on it!"

Arvious and all the crew were watching the fortress city appearing on the horizon.  The grand city had been through war after war, and had stood strong through the armies of the west.  The sun was sshining at the top of the fortress like a blazing torch.  In fact, it actually did look much like a big fire ball.

"Oh crap,"  Arvious said.  "Take cover!"

A fireball hurtled through the air like a phoenix, and landed in the back of the ship, causing the ship to fall backwards.

"Everyone jump onto the mainland!" Arvious yelled as he jumped from his position over to a nearby palm tree, and clung to it.  Several more troops followed, all landing on the tree.  Laying on the trunk, Arvious watched The Sandstorm wash up onto the riverside until a shaking in the tree caused Arvious to get up.  The leaves continued to shake until a coconut landed on Arvious's head, and cracked in half,covering himself in milk, which would spoil quickly in the desert heat, making Arvious smell terrible.  Arvious blinked twice, and wiped his face.

"Come on, lets get going.  Geran Fortress is in danger,"  Arvious said, still mad about the coconut.


07:32:09 Nov 16th 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

Adam was quick to spot the flaming ball about to hit the ship, so he shouted a warning to those about him and was about to jump when he remembered that he had left behind his enchanted shield, he raced back and grabbed his shield only to be sent sliding sideways face down, the ship had been struck, Adam struggled to his feet and after quickly regaining his composure leaped over the side of the ship. As Adam fell through the air he was confident that he'd break a bone or two.

A soldier was standing down dusting his clothes, as he looked down he saw that a circular shadow had appeared over his own, he snapped his neck up and only had time to say 'WHAT THE F.....' he never managed to complete his sentence as the fireball literally blew his body to smithereens.

As Adam landed he heard something snap and grimaced his face ready for pain, when it didn't come he got up and looked down, it was the remains of the chest of some Reverit soldier 'Sorry mate' said Adam before heading off ahead where the Reveritan soldiers were gathering.


08:29:45 Nov 16th 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

Edward saw the fireball coming and quickly grabbed his pack full of all his items.  He leapt from the ship and grabbed at the branches of a palm tree.  He then lost his grab and grabbed at the trunk of the tree as he fell.  He hit the ground hard but not as hard as he could have hit.  He then moved over to where he saw Arvious at.
"I am still here...let's go."


11:50:46 Nov 16th 08 - Sir Darkin:

Darkin grabbed his sword and shield, threw them over the side of the ship and then followed them over, performing the same dive and roll he had used many times during his area bouts.

He retrieved his weaponry and walked over to Arievous.
"You must have the head of a Sieanese Mountain Goat not to have been knocked out by that coconut, mate"

He offered a hand up to Arvious


12:11:24 Nov 16th 08 - Mr. Demonsul:

Leaping out of the ship, Demonsul drew his sword, muttering in his strange foreign language. "Well, how's that for a welcome..." he muttered, reverting back to the common tongue. "I for one would like to know why they're shooting at us. Any explanation, Arvious?"


03:31:44 Nov 17th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

Arvious shook his head around a bit, and looked at Demonsul.

"First off," Arvious said, "Geran Fortress doesn't even have catapults, so I'm guessing they are under attack.  However, we can't stay long to help in their fight, because we have to continue our mission.  I say we stick around a knock a couple of Devarian heads, and then leave to continue our mission.  As for now..."

Arvious grabs a cloth and soaks it into the desert river, and puts the damp cloth on his head.

"Come on, let's go,"  Arvious said wearily, and the group began to run to the city.

[[Slade and Septim, if you both are inactive for two more days, I'm killing you two off.]]


03:35:27 Nov 17th 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

[[Septim is going to be back monday or tuesday...he is at his dad's]]


03:47:14 Nov 17th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Okay... Slade, if you don't post, I'm killing you. :-P]]


05:18:03 Nov 17th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

As the weary group ran quickly yet efficiently toward Geran Fortress they saw a hooded figure walking towards them.  Responding quickly to this possible threat Rell stepped to the side with his bow, while Adam drew his katana and stepped between the hooded stranger and the slightly bruised Arvious.  The hooded stranger did not change his demeanor at all at seeing these actions yet as he approached the group felt a small chill in the air around him.

"Greetings most noble Arvious." The stranger said, stopping right in front of Adam's naked blade and throwing back his heard to reveal a cold face set around deep, penetrating eyes that seemed to glance throw each man's heart and soul. "I am the demigod Anubis, son of the Egyptian god of death.  When I had heard that you gathered the greatest and most honorable warriors of the realm I sought you out to see if it were true.  Now that I see so with mine own eyes, I humbly ask permission to join your most elite group.  I bring my own provisions and am use to the desert."

Name:  Anubis
Fighting Style:  Special form of melee fighting taught to the sons of powerful gods mixed with severely limited god powers
Weapon:  Staff tipped with a blue crystal jackal head which no doubt contains a blade and perhaps some other surprises
Descriptions:  Son of the Egyptian god of the dead.  A semi-immortal demigod.  While still growing into his god powers, he entered into a fight with his cousin the son of the beautiful and famous Isis who had tried to murder him to absorb his powers.  After the terrific battle with his cousin, during which the guards of immortals were completely destroyed, his cousin's mother had to come in to save him from Anubis' blade.  Even though Anubis had merely been defending his life against the onslaught of his power hungry cousin, he was banished from the world of gods and exiled here to the earth.  Stripped of all of his powers he was destined to roam lower earth desolate and lonely.  A creator of his own destiny; however, and too logical and clearheaded to be blinded by pain and rage, he began to improve his skills and set out on a quest of revenge.


07:39:04 Nov 18th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

[[this post doesn't seem to be very active.  I keep checking it and no one has written anything.  Did I scare everyone off?]]


08:09:28 Nov 18th 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

[[OOC: Well...you kinda did join as a demi-god when I think everyone is human...]]


13:45:00 Nov 18th 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

Adam sheathed his katana still looking at the stranger, he then looked at Arvious,
'Well you're the leader, you call the shots.'


16:57:55 Nov 18th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

[[lol btw even though I'm a demi-god sort of, i'm still exiled and stripped of power, I have to really solely on my physical capabilities like a normal mortal]]

    Anubis slowly turned his eyes toward Arvious, folded his hands, and patiently waited for him to speak.


21:04:17 Nov 18th 08 - Mr. Demonsul:

Demonsul coughs nervously, waiting for something to happen.


00:28:14 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

[[Maybe Arvious is still somewhat dazed from the coconut?]]


00:56:45 Nov 19th 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

[[Give the boy some time...people always complain about RPs going too fast anyways...]]


01:09:37 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

[[Humm.. I guess I did say patiently didn't I? lol]]


02:48:03 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Yo, I have a life, believe it or not. -_-  And Anubis, while what you did was just minor, no god modding (controlling other characters other than ACP (Arvious Controlled People :-))]]

"What is this land of Egypt you are talking about?"  Arvious asks the stranger.

Is this guy really is a god's son, he'll ward off the coconuts, Arvious thought, chuckling.

"I need all the help I can get, I suppose.  Sure, you can come along.  I'll debrief you when our only means of finishing this mission isn't in danger."

Arvious and the group ran to the fortress, and walked to the gates.  Arvious walked up to the gate and noticed the guards weren't there to lift it up.  The man swore and grabbed his bow, arrows, and a rope.

"Let's hope my aim hasn't got too rusty,"  Arvious muttered, and the arrow flew from the bow and landed in a wooden beam at the top of the wall.

"Everyone grab one!" Arvious yelled.  The leader of the group began to climb the wall until he reached the top, and stopped to evaluate the situation.  The Devarian troops had taken the lower regions and all the vity gates but the one Arvious was at.  The fortress was at the edge of collapse from all the fireballs.  Arvious swore again, and turned to the group, all of them but one person on the wall.

"Where's Slade?"  Arvious asked.  His answer came soon when he looked over the wall and saw Slade dead with arrow wounds in him.

"Well," Arvious said. "I'm glad we brought you around, Anubis.  Anyway, here's the situation.  The Devarians have got this place surrounded.  Only the fortress and this gate haven't been taken.  We're going to walk along the walls to the fortress.  Charley and Anubis are up front, Adam and Darkin, you're in the center, Septim, you're with me.  We're gonna shoot at any Devarians closeby.  Let's move!"

[[Slade, you have been taken out of this RP.]]


03:07:41 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

'Why can't i have any of the fight' Adam muttered as he closed in ranks. Adam double bent and moved swiftly with his shield covering his left, all the time keeping a sharp eye for any Devarians that got too close. He saw a bunch of them ahead and thought, let the party begin.


03:16:59 Nov 19th 08 - Prince Validus Septim II:

It had been a long time since Rell had killed, but it did not feel strange. The assassin was dead, and he was still alive. There was nothing to think on. Rell had been born forty years ago in a city even he did not remember. The world forgot about it when it's citizens were killed. Rell was spared. After being enslaved by a group of raiders, he had been whipped, tortured, and beaten for his name, and he still did not tell them. He was called "meat" by the raiders until his fourteenth year, that was when he escaped. He was young, but he was sly. He made his way to the small town of Cidel and became a thief. When he turned twenty he made a band of thieves and took the name Rell, having told nobody his name since the night his parents, brothers, and sister were killed by the raiders. He made his men take an oath never to kill the innocent, for fear of becoming that which killed his family. He also never stole from the poor or needy, but instead stole from the fat and greedy. At the age of twenty-three he created the Guild of Thieves, and it spread throughout the Republic, the Empire, and the States. At twenty-four he took his revenge on his family's killers. He slew the raiders alone, making each death as painful as possible, and when he returned to Cidel, he declared himself it's Ruler, and became the King of Thieves. Now, at the age of forty, another dead assassin was at his feet after making the mistake of attacking him. A messenger soon approached Rell and handed him a letter.

Rell,
I am in need of your services on a mission. We are old friends and you do owe me a favor. Meet me in Port Traven in a week, don't be late.
Signed,
Arvious

Rell cursed himself for his sense of honor and sat back. He did owe Arvious a favor for saving his second in command, Xarxes, from hanging in Sairio. Rell readied himself for a journey and set out with two of his best men, Gorris and Zerisar, for the city of Port Traven.


03:41:44 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Septim, you are really late.  Next time you go inactive, tell me.]]


03:45:18 Nov 19th 08 - Lord Charley Deallus:

Edward climbed up the rope after Arvious and looked around for the guards.  None were seen and he listened to the information that Arvious told.  He followed closely behind him, his hand ready on Tersus.
Edward Deallus nodded as he listened to the orders Arvious spoke quickly.
"Charley and Anubis are up front, Adam and Darkin, you're in the center, Septim, you're with me.  We're gonna shoot at any Devarians closeby.  Let's move!"

Edward drew his sword and moved forward until he saw a Devarian archer step out in front of him.  He dove to the ground right before the archer fired, causing the Devarian to shoot over his head.  Edward drew a throwing dagger from his leg sheath and threw it through the air.  It struck the archer in the stomach and by the time he pulled it out, Edward was upon him.  His body was sliced almost in two, causing his organs and blood to spill out upon the ground and stain it red. 

Two Devarian swordsmen then rushed out towards him and attacked at the same time.  Edward threw another dagger, striking one of the swordsmen in the leg, and he slashed across the chest of the other man.  He kicked the man onto his back and jammed his sword into his chest, causing blood to spurt out and seal his death.  The other swordsman pulled the dagger from his leg and threw it back at Edward, who managed to only get his armor grazed.  He then lunged at the Devarian and thrust his sword into his neck.  Edward turned to the others behind him quickly as he pulled his sword out of the man's neck and cleaned it on his tunic.
"Let's move up!"


03:57:28 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

"I always hate being this close to death,"  Arvious muttered.  "Come on!"

Arvious and the group ran in their formation until they reached the fortress.  While moving very swiftly, they sneaked past the wall, towards the fortress.

"Alright, everyone go insaide and sit down a bit,"  Arvious said.  "I'm going to General Ralph."

Arvious ran inside, running through the narrow corridors until he came to a gigantic door.

"Why's it always the room with bigs doors where the people are?"  Arvious muttered, bursting through the doors.&nb*beep*an looking over a map looked up, and smiled.

"Arvious... this is the best of all times you could have came!"

"I'll be leaving soon,"  Arvious said.  "I need an escape route so we can get on with our mission."

"The escape route,"  Ralph said.  "There is a problem.  The Devarians have taken the area where it is.  If you can secure the armoury near the western gate, I can show you a way out of the city."

"...You're joking, right?"

[[Will continue tommorow.]]


03:58:34 Nov 19th 08 - Prince Validus Septim II:

[[OOC: By the way, Arvious, my name isn't Septim in this one. It's Rell...and I'm not with you yet, so I'll pretend that order never happened...]]

Rell walked towards the Docks at the Port and found nobody waiting for him, but after a bit of asking around (and in a few cases, bribing) he found out that they had left for Geran Fortress a few hours ago. Cursing himself (and the messenger for his slowness), Rell commandeered a small boat from the a prospering fishing company and sailed off towards the fortress.

***

Rell and his men travelled swiftly due to the small size of their boat, and soon reached the fortress. Rell saw the ship sink, and he saw the familiar figure of Arvious, and several of his men, survive. Rell soon reached the beach and jumped off, his men followed.
"C'mon boys, to the ropes!" said Rell before he ran to the ropes.
After climbing to the top, he found Arvious talking to his men.
"Sorry I'm late!" said Rell with a smile.


04:00:00 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[Okay, umm, continue until you reach the present, I guess.]]


04:01:30 Nov 19th 08 - Prince Validus Septim II:

[[OOC: Way ahead of you, XD]]


04:20:30 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

[[yeah, sorry about that.  I hesitated to do it, but wasn't sure how to make an entrance.  I won't be doing it anymore]]

  Anubis bowed his head gratefully.
"Egypt is an the parrallel world from which I was banished."

Running towards the fortress with the others, Anubis nods towards Adam's katana.  "That is a beautiful blade that you have.  Such a sword as that is a worthy weapon for such a famous blade master as yourself.  Is it enchanted?"

Anubis was the first to follow Arvious up the rope, then turned around to help the others up while Arvious surveyed the situation.  And bending over to help one of his new brothers up on the wall, he saw a horde of arrows suddenly fly from one of the captured towers, taking Slade in the throat, chest, eyes, and limbs.  He sighed and shaking his head muttered, "Perhaps I bring them bad luck." Then putting the bloody site behind him, turned around in time to hear Arvious say, "Well, I'm glad we brought you around, Anubis.  Anyway, here's the situation.  The Devarians have got this place surrounded.  Only the fortress and this gate haven't been taken.  We're going to walk along the walls to the fortress.  Charley and Anubis are up front, Adam and Darkin, you're in the center, Septim, you're with me.  We're gonna shoot at any Devarians closeby.  Let's move!"  Nodding towards Charley, Anubis began trotting along the walls towards the fortress.  After only a couple hundred feet; however, a battalion of Devarians rushed up a staircase and charged the group.  As the assailants rushed towards them, Anubis' hand shot forward, and a small but deadly knife flew from his sleeve, catching the first assailant in the throat and he fell back gurgling while a fountain of blood shot out from around the blade.  With no time to observe the effect of his shot; however, he swung his staff up to block the downward rushing blow of the next attacker's sword.  Then, using the strength of the blow to spin his staff around, he brought the other side flying towards his oponent's head.  To save himself the devarian threw up his arm connecting with the staff with a loud crack that broadcasted to everyone in hearing distance that his forarm was now broken.  Just getting warmed up; however, Anubis, moving with the speed of greased lightning spun away from the Devarian's counter strike, barely saved himself from falling off the wall, and at the same time, swung his staff back around.  This blow came to fast for the Devarian to block or dodge, and the jackal head topped staff hit the back of the Devarian's neck, snapping it immeadiately.  It was at that moment Anubis saw a hooded Devarian with a dagger rushing up on Arvious from behind, and without thinking Anubis reflexively threw his hand out forming the symbols that would release a killing wave of god magic straight at the would-be assassin.  Instead of a killing blast of magic; however, Anubis fell to his knees coughing blood and trembling at the terrible after effects of the curse that had stripped him of his powers, while the Devarian next in line after the one whose neck Anubis had snapped prepared to kill the defenseless exile.


04:25:27 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

[[sorry I was called away while writing that, so didn't see that were already in the fortress.  Umm... maybe we run into my assailants on the way to the armory?]]


11:29:01 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Himanil V:

Adam looked at Anubis and responded, 'My other blade with rubies Dragfury is the enchanted one.'

Adam saw the Devarians charge towards them, he smiled and waited feeling the figure of Anubis whizz past him at great speed, slightly taken aback Adam saw Anubis and Arvious fight till a Devarian creeped behind Arvious and Anubis fell on the floor spluttering blood. Adam reacted quickly, whipping out both the shortswords from his back, he flung them with terrific force, one hit Arvious's to be assasin and the other went through the throat of Anubis's oppoenet, yelling a spine chilling battle cry Adam charged into the fray beheading 3 and killing another 4 in a matter of seconds before bending over to lift up Anubis. Adam saw the Devarians retreat and quickly began hauling Anubis away.


16:30:44 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Anubis:

Wiping blood from his mouth, and spitting more on the ground, Anubis leaned heavily on Adam.  "Thank you brother.  By reflex I tried to use my god powers, but the gods put a great curse on those whom they strip of power.  I am lucky that I did not die." Still weak from the after effects he sat down heavily and waited for Arvious to give new orders.


20:05:38 Nov 19th 08 - Mr. Demonsul:

[[Sorry, don't really want to take part in this anymore. Arvious, you can kill my character as you see it.]]


00:04:15 Nov 20th 08 - Mr. Arvious VIII:

[[I'll say you died of drinking too much, that okay? XD  I'll can't get rid of anymore people, so... I'l think of something.]]

Arvious ran out of the main hall and found his group standing there, anubis lying on the floor with blood all over his face.

"What happened to him?"  Arvious asked.

"Tried to use his powers, didn't work," Demonsul said.  "Orders?"

"Yeah,"  Arvious said.  "We're taking an armoury deep in the enemy forces.  The escape route is supposedly there.  We should get going."

The group ran until they got out of the fortress and ran out into the flurry of battle, fighting their way to the fortress.  Arvious grabbed his bow and took up a sniping position, shooting at any Devarian closeby.  The Devarians began to fall back to the next area, the residential square.  Arvious and the group took refuge in a workshop, and Arvious took a deep breathe before he gave his next orders.

"Alright, we have the Devarians falling back, thanks to our help.  However, we need to split up and flank these soldiers in the main road.  Demonsul, Adam and Anubis, you go up the stairs in this building and walk on the rooftops until you reach the armoury.  Charley and Rell, you all are with me.  We're gonna sneak through the alleyways until we get to the armoury.  Hopefully, the guards will be able to hold off the forces.  Let's go, let's go!"

Arvious, Charley and Rell ran out into the main road, running into the alleyways...


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