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| Topic Started: Tue Dec 7, 2004 2:08 am (350 Views) | |
| VincentVampire | Tue Dec 7, 2004 2:08 am Post #1 |
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The night had come, the small creatures hid in their snuggly little holes for wormth, the basilisk lizards hid in their caves. the sand dragons slowly disapeared from mortal site and the desert became a wasteland. A small huddled figure lay in the midst of the emptyness, huddled into his cloak. His teeth chattered, his pet bat snuggled at his chest. A cold wind blew, nearly freezing off the mans face. Vincent had been walking, simply walking, thinking about why he was brought back from the grave he was just recently enclosed in. he could still hear screams, his own screams, as he bloddied up his fingers scrapping at its mythral casings. After a year he had given up, and nearly starved till an unlucky grave robber picked the wrong grave. He lay now, he could feel time returning to him, but from what he had seen already he wished he had never been captured. APerently he had not been the only vampire to be buried. Their had been a campagne (spelling?) against vampires, he had been one of the first. Very few remained in these lands. Vincent needed to know, why he was back, why he was here, and why now? Slowly a sand storm began to kick in. VIncent jumped up and ran, as the wind quikened cutting his face with the quarts crystals that made the desert. He found refuge in a cave. it was loanly and dark but it should do for awhile. VIncent sat and pulled off his cloak, letting viscoxi fly up to the cealing to sleep for awhile, untill the storm ended. |
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| Zin | Tue Dec 7, 2004 3:43 am Post #2 |
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A winged figure-a griffin-fell from the skies, slamming into the rock above the cave, making it shake with the impact. The bloody creature staggered to it's feet, form shifting as it stumbled for the cover of the cave, falling forward once it got in, dropping into a pool of it's own blood. It's form finished changing, and a very battered humanoid was on the floor of the cave, clutching at a broken arm, and whimpering in pain, blood dripping from cuts along her arms and legs, and a nasty scrape on her forehead. Her fingers dug into the skin of her arm as she hissed in pain, then a small flicker of blue light spread from her hand, and she released her arm, flexing it cautiously. She'd been using a higher level spell than usual, and had flown rigt into the sandstorm. There was sand in the cuts, and she could feel it sting as she moved, not noticing the other being in the cave as she used the edge of her cloak-which, amazingly enough, had stayed intact, despite the obvious beating-to get some of the sand out, without getting all too much back into the wounds. |
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| VincentVampire | Wed Dec 8, 2004 9:49 pm Post #3 |
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Vincent sat staringas this figure staggered around. For a few moments he thought about taming the beast and using it as a ride, yet then it changed. It slowly shrank untill it took the form of a woman. How odd, he thought to himself. He glarred at her and watched her struggle with her wounds and begin to heal herself. Vincent smirked and stood up. He signaled viscoxi to fly down to him. No responce. He signaled again. Once again no responce. Vin shrugged he wouldnt need viscoxi's help for much. "welcome to the cave unto which i have made shelter..... and i use the term shelter very leaniently." vincent said looking around in disgust. Just because he had bat sences, didnt mean he had the style of a bat. "i see you are injured" vincent said eying the blood. "Perhaps i may be of some assistance i am skilledin many... crafts..." |
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| Zin | Thu Dec 9, 2004 6:06 am Post #4 |
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Zin stared at him, blankly for a few moments, blood dripping down from a cut on her forehead. She glanced up at the blood slipping down her forehead. "...I think you could be right..." She sighed. "What kind of crafts?" her ears twitched slightly as she spoke, and one eyebrow raised-seeming of it's own volition. |
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| VincentVampire | Thu Dec 9, 2004 8:22 pm Post #5 |
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Vincent looked at her , he didnt think she would actualy have asked. "oh you know this, that, a bit of regeneration, so on so forth" he said grimlly. He could tell his magic abilitys were far weaker then hers, she could heal herself alot better then he could kill a man, and thats saying somthing. VIncent attempted to lacate viscoxi, but to no avail. VIncent sighed, he was going to have to get to the point soon. "i am vincent, a lowly.... traveler, you might say. And what might your name be?" vincent said staling for time so viscoxi could fly back with his dagger. Being a vampire his speedy matabilsm had already digested his last meal. He was gettiing hungry again. |
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| Zin | Fri Dec 10, 2004 5:50 am Post #6 |
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One of the thin curling antennae atop the girls' head-both were still hidden by the hood of her cloak-twitched slightly, and she nodded. "That's...diffrent. I wouldn't of though that was a craft, per se, but I suppose it is..." She paused, then leaned forward, holding out her hand. "Zin. Talas Guard." She smiled sweetly, her next comment a rather cruel chirp. "Specializing in Magic, unlike most of the thick-headed idiots that the city employs." |
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| VincentVampire | Fri Dec 10, 2004 8:10 pm Post #7 |
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Vincent looked at her hand for a second. It took him a moment to register. " oh right..... physicle greeting gestures right. sorry it been awhile since ive been around people who actualy use hand gestures" he reached out and shook her hand. Vincent didnt like physical contact unless it involved blood, he had bad experiences with hand shakes; they usualy had somthing to do with dirty merchants sellling him fake blood then regreting it later. "Might i ask why you are out in this abyss of death" vin said. Vincent felt somthing move several hundred feet behind him. Vincent silently cheered inside, assuming it was viscoxi. Vincent reached into his pocket, a small bottle of basilisk blood vin had stolen from a merchant who tryed to sell him fake basilisk blood rest in his pocket, the perfect seasoning. |
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| Zin | Sun Dec 12, 2004 11:07 am Post #8 |
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The girl raised an eyebrow. "Really? That's...uncommon, in my experience." She pulled her hand back, then made a small motion, sparks trailing behind her hand as she did so-casting a spell for the sake of the thing-and she shrugged. "Practicing. I haven't used a polymorph spell very much, and I still need practice." Fur rippled across her hand, then faded back into her skin, then scales, then feathers, then back to normal. "I can't hold the spell that long yet, but I thought I could get ahead of the storm. Needless to say I did not do so." |
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| VincentVampire | Tue Dec 14, 2004 8:02 pm Post #9 |
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Vincent shrugged, he had been places where few mortals have ever even dreamed of. "If youve been where ive been you would'nt be surprised, afterall our universal language is infact sound. All creatures, smart or dumb, will use sound. Take bats for example. Vincent yawned out, and cracked his neck. He watched zin as she transformed her hand. VIncent took this as an insult. "do you think me a fool? Only a master can transform into a griffin and the polymorph spell isnt even strong enough, it requires a higher level spell only acheived by great wizards, mages, and clerics. DO you think i havnt been around long enough to know this, or do you enjoy testing my intelect?" vincent yelled, jumping to his feet. vincent took a deep breath after his long breathless sentence. Then he calmed "sorry, i lose my temper easily, it is somthing that im not proud of and somthing that is very dangerous" |
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| Zin | Wed Dec 15, 2004 6:05 am Post #10 |
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Zin looked rather shocked at the sudden, vehment reaction that the strange man had to her simple comment. "Mm...I get the names mixed up, and, despite a high level of magical training, nothing beats practice on a spell you can't control." She scowled, a bit miffed. "There's no reason to be so easily angered, no matter what you are. Even a fire mage can keep their temper in check!" Her violet eyes blazed from beneath the hood, wide and annoyed. "And yes, I realize it's easy to be insulted, I know the feeling." She scowled, then shook her head. "I suppose I can't say I can do the same however, so I don't have any reason to be angry with you for your temper." |
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| VincentVampire | Wed Dec 15, 2004 8:03 pm Post #11 |
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Vincent rubbed his head. he hated thinking too much. WHen he actualy sounded smart it meant he had been deep in thought about the subject for awhile. polymorphing had been on his mind while he had walked through the desert. He had been thinking about a vampires natural ability to change into bats, and the spell, how similar they were composed. Vins stomach growled. "jeez, im getting hungry, whatabout you when was the last time youve eatin, i was thinking about maybe some pork with a dash of spice..... oh wait i dont have any pig.... hmmm, maybe theres somthing in this cave worth hunting.... are you vegitarian? " vin rambled on, ones again he felt somthing moving in the cave, but it was closer now. |
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| Zin | Sun Dec 19, 2004 9:06 am Post #12 |
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The half-elf laughed. "I don't really remember. All I've been eating is bread and near-toxic liquids lately." She smirked. "Alcohol. A bit depressing that it tends to be cheaper than most foods. Unhealthy, but...it doesn't have much of an effect anymore, so it doesn't matter." She grimaced. "It's pathetic to think that someone can survive on alcohol as a basis for their diet. Utterly pathetic." Her eyes closed halfway and she sighed. "No. I'm not. Far from it, and I'm going to assume you aren't either..." |
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| VincentVampire | Sun Dec 19, 2004 6:47 pm Post #13 |
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Vincent laughed "you know the irony is alcohol is made from the same wheats as bread" vincent pulled out a loaf of bread he had stolen off a lone traveler. He thought maybe of using it as bait for a large lizard or somthing. "im not vegitarian i couldnt live of of vegtibles. impossible you know. I am a vampire after all" vincent smiled exposing his large pointed teeth. "Im afraid that i may have to resort to less then civilized manors of getting food. You see when i dont eat my judgment fails i become barbaric, in a sence. " vincent stood up and Pushed back the hood of his cloak. Exposing his long red hair, and red eyes. "You might recognize me now, i am vincent zik'ieth. One of the few remaining vampires of the old age. Of corse the new generations seem to have a less and less intrest in history these days." |
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| Zin | Mon Dec 20, 2004 9:33 am Post #14 |
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The half-elfs' eyes flickered over Vincent's fangs, her face rather blank, without any real reaction of horror or revulsion. "Hn...That's certainly diffrent. I can't say it's at all worrying though. I've dealt with murderous cousins and dwarves and I deal with a demon every day. I can't say I'm hard to scare, but the terror I should feel is dulled by ths fact that I have a bad headache because of the demon screaming at me in my skull." Her head tilted to one side as she eyed the bread. "You're not going to eat that then...Can I have it?" |
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| VincentVampire | Mon Dec 20, 2004 5:55 pm Post #15 |
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Vincent laughed. "sure nots like i can use it for much" vincent tossed the peace of bread to zin. Vincent listened as somthing rustled behind him. "you eat up your solid food, as for me well i have somthing different in mind" vincent drew slowly drew his sword and lifted it to eye level. THen suddenly A large roar burst out from behind vincent a large basilisk came charging at him. Vincent jumped up in the air landed on its neck and stabbed down, rendering the beast parylized. Viscoxi flew up behind vincent and landed on his shoulder "finally it took you long enough" vincent scowled. |
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