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NaoVee made a battle cry as she brought her huge axe down upon the cockatrice that was stalking the noob Long Arm. Having taken it by surprise, she managed to take out about half of its HP while getting its attention at the same time. I hope you needed help, she said to her. 'Cause you're getting it whether you want it or not now. She took another few swings at the monster, eventually slaying it. NaoVee's player was no newbie, but a fairly experienced player that decided to reset, starting fresh with a new class. Having transferred her funds from her old character to her new one, she was able to get the best equipment available for a level one character. She was out here for the tower, grinding a bit first to be able to coast by the first few floors while gaining levels as she went. If she played it just right, she would be at the top by level 19 and get the item for herself. She had missed it last time, hitting level 21 with her Blademaster back when she was just a noob. Say, you aiming for the tower? She asked, hoping to get a partner she might sucker into helping her so she could avoid going over level by sharing EXP. She would take the item for herself of course, PKing the noob if it came to that.
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Foxaholic dodged the charge of the small goblin as it hurtled towards him, he growled angrily, taking a swing with one of his swords and hitting the goblin on the back, before strafing to avoid the other three goblins on his tail. He'd run straight into a pack of this things, right off the bat, he was amazed he'd been able to hold out this long. He kept moving, slowly being pushed across the field, taking inch by inch of the goblin's health away. One of them got ready to charge and Fox dodged, only to get hit by another one that he hadn't seen getting ready. He snarled and yelled irritably, suddenly slashing away at the goblin, after a short bit it was dead, be he'd taken some hits at the same time, and he was running out of health potions.. Fox had only started on this day, his friends had recommended it too him, but they couldn't get online for a few days on account of them being on vacation. So, bored, and impatient, Fox had set out into The World on his own, but being a novice with little money, or people to help him, his equipment was sub-par. Fox yelped as another goblin's charge attack hit him, forcing him to go to his inventory again to use a potion, he only had two left. He slashed a few more times, taking down the second goblin, letting out a huff of pleasure, it was getting easier.
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Snowflake was in, no position to argue she had only a few potions and not a lot in the way of equipment. Slowly she stood up again using her iron spear the experience had her up to level two so she was ahead. Not really but maybe with you here i have a chance The tower was divided into layers with boundaries cut of by different challenges every five level starting with level 0, then level 5, 10 15, and 20. She looked the player over she was a lot stronger then he and woudl get most the loot. She threw up her hands hoping either she would give her the majority of the low loot or she could sell a few more expensive items. Fine the guide says the first test is a jumping test nothing more then a few pads which allowed the player to by pass a giant hole in the ground. She led the way there where giant crabs that lived in holes in the ground. Treasure funneled down the holes but was protected by a random generated creature. She looked back over her shoulder throwing her blue whit hair back she felt like she was in a sauna. The name is snowflake by the way well the french word for snowflake but the world compensated for language barriers right away. She came to the first platform on the fifth was a treasure chest a path above and below it was it a prize or a trap.
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That shouldn't be too hard. She said as they proceeded. I'm NaoVee, formerly XLSrayna. She wasn't sure why she introduced herself using both her old and new characters since she was positive this noob would have no idea who she was. Not that she was famous at all anyway. Now that she was level two, she equipped her new axe and armor, not looking much different from before, but it was good and functional. When she looked at the first level of the tower, she was a little confused. This wasn't what her guide had shown. Perhaps she needed to get an updated version, but it was too late for that now. She had to depend on the noob to get around, that made her uncomfortable. You're sure that guide is 100 accurate? I'm looking at mine and it's nothing like what's here.
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Snow was an uber computer nerd her parents fought all the time so she had to escape to her computer. It should be my dad works for the company that releases the updates it was not done in house that would have cost too much. She used her jump skill to land on the next platform. She used an item to disarm the trap but it could also be a mimic monster she hated those. be careful she would sit back and cure the girl if the monster, if that was what it was tried to use status aliments on her. you know they are much harder she say two behind the creature or box as she landed right behind so they would normally be hidden from view unless you got very close. she checked her inventory she had only five of each of the curing items hope it did not l last too long.
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Fox panted as he finally killed the last goblin, kneeling down and letting out a laugh Hah.... Beat you all... After a few moment's he got up, stretching and looking to the tower, the reason he'd come here in the first place. He started to make his way there, he didn't know too much about it, but from what he knew, it was a tower made from multiple layers, and you had to be level 20 or lower to get to the top.. Unless he'd read that guide wrong. After a short while of avoiding monsters, he came to the first level of the tower, as he entered he spotted two others, Hello? Are you two trying to get to the top of the tower as well? He walked closer, he hadn't seen too many players yet, and he was beginning to feel a little lost.
Thread: Of Wyrms and Warriors (For Methos and Lyonene)

It was a wolf-ridden night, as cold as any time in recent memory, and lit with nothing but starlight beyond the Village of the Bear's hearth fires. For the small group of warriors creeping through the black, however, all thoughts of warmth and comfort were secondary to the knowledge that they might be the only tribesmen to stand between the lives of their loved ones and an enemy too powerful to face alone. Thera could only shake her head at the thought of it the viking season had drawn to a close many weeks ago and only the most desparate or ambitious clans raided outside this honored time. Her family was more than likely asleep, half the house thanes in a drunken stupor while the other half would be snoring in the main hall. 'No,' she thought to herself, propelling herself through the snowy underbrush with elbows and knees, 'they won't rouse easily.' The barbarian girl could only grunt, an oddly feminine sound emitting from the dark animal skins wrapped about her. She limbered the spear at her side and rose to a low crouch, allowing her warriors a moment to melt into the darkness nearby. Her messengers would have a hard time of it, but if any of them wanted to live to see the sun rise .... She raised one arm, signaling for silence while their enemies drew closer. There was no hope for her band of fifty to defeat their attackers outright but perhaps .. perhaps they could kill someone important enough to buy her runners enough time to wake the village. Even her keen eyes, showing white and round as an owl's in her soot-blackened face, couldn't count their numbers as they swept through the Elmwood on silent feet. She could only wait for the correct moment to strike and hope her men were patient enough to await the order.
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Re Of Wyrms and Warriors For Lyonene and Methos The season did not favour a raid, but ambition was ever a dangerous thing. Nor was there every any leader more eager to make a name for himself than a brash younger son who succeeded a father of substantial reputation. Aldric had taken to the field for precisely that reason. Much was expected of him, for his people had accepted him as king to follow his father. Being called king alone placed the weight of expectations upon him, for they hailed him not as a mere chief, for his was lord now of several substantial towns and a scattering of villages of a plain and through the hills. With their dragon badge and fancying themselves a kingdom rather than a tribe, there was ever pressure to demonstrate that they were indeed better than the lowly clans that neighbored them. Hence hed raided through the season and now he sought to continue it with another strike before the weather was too much of an obstacle to continue. Hed gathered five hundred of his finest warrior and they marched swiftly into the lands of the Bear clan. Their gold, their livestock, their armour, weaponry and women would all be theirs. Not to mention slaves would be had to work their own lands as well. Theyd slipped over the border and moved through the hills rather swiftly. As far as Aldric had been able to tell theyd not even been spotted and they were only hours from the village. Theyd moved swiftly and silently, as given that the season had passed he expected that their targets guard would have lowered which would allow them to accomplish their aim without much in the way of a fight. Aldric likely stood out somewhat amongst his fellows. A fine cloak of wolves fur was wrapped around his back, while a helm worked in the shape of a dragons maw would partially cover his rather handsome features. At six and a half feet in height, hed be among the largest men in the group that surged forward. Not to mention that being at its front others appeared to follow him. A shield was strapped to one forearm, while an axe was held in his other hand. His sword was belted at the waist and he had a rather finely worked suit of chainmail on overtop a leather tunic. Dark hair spilled down to his shoulders while green eyes looked out into the night. He led his men forward rather steadily, his eyes constantly searching the shadows before him as they headed towards the town with all due haste.
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Re Of Wyrms and Warriors For Lyonene and Methos She watched the shadows of men as they hastened through her forest, minding her of a swarm of angry insects with their fancy armor than the real fighting men that accompanied her tonight. This is our land, she breathed, her voice low and husky in its whisper although it was passionate enough to make a man's chest swell with pride. Our families. Our fields. Thera allowed her gaze to leave the approaching army for a moment, meeting the eyes of her own warriors as they looked to her for guidance. Do not let them take what is ours by right. Do not let them have the Village of the Bear! It was a small enough noise, this last empassioned whisper, punctuated with the rise of her black-coated spear, yet the forest seemed unnaturally still, as if every creature smaller than a man simply disappeared into the night. Every warrior had heard of such things, of course, but as far as Thera and her tribesmen knew there was no living sorceress in all the Northlands. She turned to scan the trees again, exhaling at the familiar sight of the raiders they must kill tonight. Only men. Bright silvery eyes finally came to rest on a shape larger than the rest, a great dragon of a man hefting axe and shield as though they weighed nothing at all. She noted how the men behind him tracked his progress through the trees and moved to match his pace, none moving faster than their leader. The barbarian's lip curled. So this is the cur that would attack out of season! The wretch that would steal into her home in the dead of night and take everything from her! The snarl that left her lips was barely human as she let her spear fly, its path as swift and sure, its objective the massive chest of the Dragon at the head of his army. A hail of spears would follow, each hurled as soundlessly as the first, a silent diversion before the small band of warriors leapt into the breach, lashing out with weapons blacker than the night. To a superstitious mind, it would seem as though the Elmwood itself rose up to destroy these treacherous invaders. Several moments of pure silence followed, punctuated only by the shrieks of the injured as Thera and her fur-clad defenders fell upon the enemy. If her figure was somewhat smaller than the others, it made little difference in the melee. Her sword was just as fast as the others and her aim just as true. The midnight furs swathing her body gave nothing away and the paint that blackened her skin hid all but the whites of her eyes and the flash of her teeth as she spat and snarled at the men before her. If she moved to injure rather than to kill, well, that was for the warriors behind her to finish - there was only one man that needed to die tonight and she was cutting a path toward him.
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Re Of Wyrms and Warriors For Lyonene and Methos A string of curses would part Aldrics lips as the stillness of the night was interrupted by the whistle of thrown spears. Get your shields up! Get your shields up! He bellowed rather loudly as his own shield was brought in front of him to receive a spear seemingly thrown directly as him. The point of it would strike that iron and wooden form, cause the weapon to skitter to the ground. The force of its impact sent him back a step or two. A few men who responded to his orders too slowly fell and he cursed further as he dashed forwards in the direction of those that had ambushed them. The men closed to him responded and a general charge in the direction of their attackers began. Rather fiercely the young king would meet his assailants with that wicked axe hewing through those that stood before him like some sort of macabre lumberjack as flesh and bone was chopped away with ruthless efficiency. The fur clad ambushers seemed to be rather lightly armored, hence Aldric found that he swept through them like wildfire upon dry grass. His axe would meet flesh and cut through it, one warrior and then another would fall as his shield blocked their blade and then his axe found its way past their own in turn. Five warrior were soon struck down around him and with those warriors accompanying him the small party that had attacked them in the dead of night was being rather badly mauled. Let none of them escape! None of them get back to their village to raise the alarm. Kill them all. He demanded as he ordered his men forward. Whatever else he deemed this ambush to be, he did not appear to plan to let it be anything more than the most minor of setbacks. As he tore through the Bear clan warriors he seemed rather intent on implementing that order by himself if need be. Of course as he was cutting a path through her clansmen in general Thera had been cutting a path towards him. Shed find him soon enough and he let his eyes fix upon the slight fur clad warrior. He gave no particular thought in the dead of night to the gender or identity of his enemy it simply was that and enemy. Hence as she draw near hed seek to use his shield to ram against her to knock her off balance to let his axe follow in a quick killing stroke.
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Re Of Wyrms and Warriors For Lyonene and Methos She slipped through the ranks of armed warriors as easily as a doe running through native forest, the dripping edge of her blade parting flesh while its deadly tip seemed to draw unerringly closer to the dragon-headed leader of these strange new enemies. The bellow of his voice was loud enough to shock the forest into momentary stillness but still, she worked hard to close the distance between them. All about her, she could feel the wrath of her clansmen - she fair boiled over with rage, growling as she watched the raiders begin to fall before her party and gasping when one of her men took injury. She trembled with fury to see so many of her men throw themselves upon the Dragon's axe .. and fall. There was no real thought behind her headlong charge into the enemy's ranks, not a goal to accomplish beyond the death of their leader, even at the cost of her own life. No, there was nothing discernable about the slight warrior charging the enemy besides an expression of indignant rage and a widening of impossibly large eyes as she was knocked off her balance with such ease. The smaller warrior could only duck her head, blade slashing out wildly as she rolled away from the man's arm, feeling the rush of air against her scalp but emerging more or less intact. Thera found her feet quickly and squared off again, ignoring the fact that her deep fur hood was pushed back somewhat, revealing wisps of snowy hair about a face much too delicate for a barbarian's. FOR BJORNALL!!! She cried, her voice low and raspy from exertion. Her feral smile could only widen at the answering cries of BJORNALL! and KILBERHAAR!! from her men. She came at him again, her blade lowered to drive beneath the man's shield before he could adjust. Escape? The smaller warrior snarled, we do not run from thieves in the night!
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Re Of Wyrms and Warriors For Lyonene and Methos Aldric watched the slight warrior whod ran towards him tumble backwards as he struck her with his shield. Although when she was knocked backwards and then dodged hastily away from him, her face became visible along with snowy locks of hair suggesting that it wasnt a slight man so much as a woman that was his opponent. Hed look rather surprised as that became clear and then remark So the Bear clan sends a mere girl out to fight me His axe had cleaved past her, dangerously flying close to splitting open her head. The woman had dived out of his way and then scrambled to her feet. His axe and shield were readied and he moved towards her once more. The youthful king quite intent on finishing this skirmish quickly and bloodily, he saw his men were overwhelming their opponents. Severe advantages in numbers most often had that effect if given half a chance to go about it. He heard the woman attempting to rally the men with her. And they did cheer. On the other hand they were also dying rather swiftly so while she snarled at him they didnt run from thieves in the night, she may have more prudently wished to recognizer that particular policy. Her sword stabbed low at him and his form slid to the side to evade the thrust. His shield was pushed towards her again as he sought to cause her to shy away from it. But as he did so a rather wicked slash from his axe followed almost directly thereafter. Aldric snarled at her If I dont kill you girl, youll look fetching curled up like a dog at my feet begging to know what pleasure I would have of you. As you and your whole clan are good for little but slaves.
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Re Of Wyrms and Warriors For Lyonene and Methos Thera could care less what her opponents thought of her - not while her own men were fighting .. and dying. Yes, the casualties they inflicted were severe but there was no hope of killing the entire force. She watched her fur-clad warriors dodge attack after attack, the fierceness of their ambush disturbing many of the Dragon's warriors, if not deterring them outright. But they were dying. There wasn't much time to survey the battle, of course, but she could feel that none of them had much time left. Their only hope was to delay the army and give her clan enough time to prepare for the battle to come. His attacks were strong enough to cleave through flesh and bone, Thera didn't need to glance down at the bodies of her fallen warriors to know it, but then .. the terrain and near blackness about them favored her. Aside from the pale hair about her face, there was little to separate her and all of her warriors from the starlit forest. She knew enough not to fear the man's shield the buffet was slow .. too broad an attack for this sort of fighting and he seemed to think so little of her that he felt no need to alter his attacks. The blade of his axe slashed harmlessly to one side as she dodged forward and pivoted, seeking to slice through the unprotected tendon behind his left knee. One of us dies tonight, Dragon, she snapped, her voice almost lost amidst the screams of the dying. It would be a thousand times better to die in battle than to live and serve a thief like you!
Thread: Of Wyrms and Warriors (For Methos and Lyonene)

Aldrics most skilled men had clustered around him. Naturally theyd been rather encouraged by his cutting a swath through the opponents before him, and when hed become preoccupied with his current duel theyd surged past both him and the woman he was fighting to continue to drive the other bear warriors back. In numbers and ferocity his raiding party was at the most distinct of advantages, thus a route was in the making and his party seemed rather intent on surging forward all the way to the town beyond. The woman before him lacked anything resembling his reach. Hence it was necessary for her to spring forwards towards him as she sought to close distance and then strike downwards towards his knee. Yet as she move forwards it was just as easy for him to step back and to the side to leave her blade whistling through the air Yet he seemed it a rather foolish ploy on her part to seek to bring herself close enough to strike him, as while she slashed forward past him, her body was briefly exposed. Hed close the distance that hed created to avoid her blow, rather swiftly his axe licked out towards her own legs if nothing else seeking to force her to parry or avoid it. But his forward momentum with shield before him would carry him towards her as essentially sought to force her to choose whether she would be struck by his blade or bowled over. Then I hope youve made your peace with your gods for I shall not die this day. Aldric snarled at her. And he smirked And if you survive youd best get used to having your legs spread apart, for youll be my own little fur clad whore.