Showing posts with label Serth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Serth. Show all posts
Current Character Description - Serth Wrath
What stands before you is a proud elven strider covered with a glittering black hooded cape, bearing the symbol of the Royal Elven Army on it. As you observe, he is rather friendly. He will offer his assistance to anyone who seeks as long as they are not creatures of the dark. His features are rather normal for one of an elven race. His hair is silky black at shoulder length and light grey eyes. It takes time to know of his age because he will never reveal it and remains a mystery. At first glance it is easy to tell, this elf has returned from multiple battlefields throughout the years and suffered a fair deal of injury that has recovered. His heart beats with a cause he believes "The truth will always prevail as time goes".
Of Foolish Threats and Bandits
The rain was thick today. Thunder and lightning flash and booms across the skies. Amidst the chaos in the skies, there were more activities on the ground. Laid out across an empty plane are hundreds of tents, set out, stretched as far as the eyes can see. The tents were majestic purpled in color, baring the mark and symbols of the Magitek Army and Vectorian Empire.
In the middle of the tents, lays the biggest tent. Inside, Lord Xeptimus was sitting by a fire, the thick and rich material of the tent almost cushioned out the entire sound of thunder happening outside. Arcturus was in a dark corner of the room, smoking his favourite pipeweed, made from the Realm's finest hemps and Esper crystals harvested from their tears. Although not in battle, Xeptimus and Arcturus were in their armored MagiTek infused battle suits. As if, they know, that battle lurks just around the corner.
And today, they just might be right.
A Vectorian Footsoldier enters the tent, decked out in a plate suit with golden MagiTek symbols giving it an emenating purplish glow. "Lord Xeptimus, news from the Fortress. It came directly from "him"."
Lord Xeptimus took the letter and unfold it, as he reads it, a grin forms on his face. "Arcturus, resound the war cry, ask Shandelzare, Serth and Saigon to rally their troops and meet with us in battle. It is time to wipe up these bandits known as the Radiant Hearts as soon as possible. Their threats are empty, but they are annoying. And "He" has gave us permission to do so."
Arcturus nodded, and a grin too, formed on his face..
In the middle of the tents, lays the biggest tent. Inside, Lord Xeptimus was sitting by a fire, the thick and rich material of the tent almost cushioned out the entire sound of thunder happening outside. Arcturus was in a dark corner of the room, smoking his favourite pipeweed, made from the Realm's finest hemps and Esper crystals harvested from their tears. Although not in battle, Xeptimus and Arcturus were in their armored MagiTek infused battle suits. As if, they know, that battle lurks just around the corner.
And today, they just might be right.
A Vectorian Footsoldier enters the tent, decked out in a plate suit with golden MagiTek symbols giving it an emenating purplish glow. "Lord Xeptimus, news from the Fortress. It came directly from "him"."
Lord Xeptimus took the letter and unfold it, as he reads it, a grin forms on his face. "Arcturus, resound the war cry, ask Shandelzare, Serth and Saigon to rally their troops and meet with us in battle. It is time to wipe up these bandits known as the Radiant Hearts as soon as possible. Their threats are empty, but they are annoying. And "He" has gave us permission to do so."
Arcturus nodded, and a grin too, formed on his face..
The Family Feast
The storm was loud outside, but the ruckus happening in the kitchen is even louder, soup bubbles can be heard popping and boiling, the oven is hissing out weird noises as steam bellows from its creaks. The frying wok can be heard loud as fuck as flames rose to the air. In the middle of this chaos, stands Shandelzare, her hands filled with utensils as she tries to finish this feast in time for her guests. Her pet Earth Elemental, holding on to gizards, innards, liver and hearts of a slayed creature in its hands, almost oblivious to what is happening around him, is obviously of no use to assisting Shandelzare.
Outside, Phonzy lies behind his chair with legs on the table, grumbling to himself, "When the fuck is Stephy arriving? The food smells sooo good!"
"Yeah, I'm starving!" says Xeptimus, stretching his arms into
"Be patient guys!" says Serth, the ever elegent strider, who was the only one actually helping Shandelzare arrange the utensils, forks and knives on the dinner table.
*Knock Knock*
"That must be Stephy." says Serth.
It was indeed! Their favourite friend, Stephy the Lich. "Boy oh boy, I can smell the delicious-ness of the food in the air already!" says an excited Stephy. "One cannot deny, it is a lich's favourite this recipe of Shandelzare's!"
"IT'S READY!" screamed Shandelzare from the kitchen and all of them lit up with a smile when they heard those words which brought joys to their ears.
Shandelzare came out of the kitchen with a big bowl almost half her size in her hands, a blackish brown sauce, boiling and bubbling, with meat and bones floating on it's surface was in it. Shandelzare sets it on the table, and before she can even scoop a bowl for herself, everyone dug in!
"YUM YUM!" says Phonzy, tasting this dish for the first time. "What the fuck is in it? It's so...delicious."
"Ahh, nothing much...just the brains and hearts of the 231 slayed Radiant Heart soldiers from hunting this morning..." says Shandelzare.
And with that, they all laughed into the night feeling happy and contented of their labours of the day.
What a happy family indeed.
Outside, Phonzy lies behind his chair with legs on the table, grumbling to himself, "When the fuck is Stephy arriving? The food smells sooo good!"
"Yeah, I'm starving!" says Xeptimus, stretching his arms into
"Be patient guys!" says Serth, the ever elegent strider, who was the only one actually helping Shandelzare arrange the utensils, forks and knives on the dinner table.
*Knock Knock*
"That must be Stephy." says Serth.
It was indeed! Their favourite friend, Stephy the Lich. "Boy oh boy, I can smell the delicious-ness of the food in the air already!" says an excited Stephy. "One cannot deny, it is a lich's favourite this recipe of Shandelzare's!"
"IT'S READY!" screamed Shandelzare from the kitchen and all of them lit up with a smile when they heard those words which brought joys to their ears.
Shandelzare came out of the kitchen with a big bowl almost half her size in her hands, a blackish brown sauce, boiling and bubbling, with meat and bones floating on it's surface was in it. Shandelzare sets it on the table, and before she can even scoop a bowl for herself, everyone dug in!
"YUM YUM!" says Phonzy, tasting this dish for the first time. "What the fuck is in it? It's so...delicious."
"Ahh, nothing much...just the brains and hearts of the 231 slayed Radiant Heart soldiers from hunting this morning..." says Shandelzare.
And with that, they all laughed into the night feeling happy and contented of their labours of the day.
What a happy family indeed.
A Hunting Night with LoP
"Ahh, duck hunting season has finally arrived!" yelled Xeptimus, excited as usual during the season of hunting.
"But guys, duck hunting has a lot of complications." says Shandelzare, packing his rucksack for this exciting journey.
Phonzy, who was arranging the weaponry and all the supplies into his Backpack of Holding nodded his head in agreement, "Ducks are hard to find, and it is time consuming, is Serth the strider coming with us to track the ducks? If not it's going to be hard day's work..." sighs Phonzy.
"Well, you know what then, lets hunt beastly fidos, instead!" says Xeptimus, obviously frustrated with their complains.
"No, no...there's something easier, where we don't have to pack all this shit and gear, something for fun and sport, guys, something like...dummy practice." mumbles Shandelzare.
Then they all looked at each other and at the same time in unison, said, "Radiant Hearts."
With that, they dropped everything they are doing, and walked out the house with just their bare hands...because Radiant Heart members are easier than duck and beastly fidos...
"But guys, duck hunting has a lot of complications." says Shandelzare, packing his rucksack for this exciting journey.
Phonzy, who was arranging the weaponry and all the supplies into his Backpack of Holding nodded his head in agreement, "Ducks are hard to find, and it is time consuming, is Serth the strider coming with us to track the ducks? If not it's going to be hard day's work..." sighs Phonzy.
"Well, you know what then, lets hunt beastly fidos, instead!" says Xeptimus, obviously frustrated with their complains.
"No, no...there's something easier, where we don't have to pack all this shit and gear, something for fun and sport, guys, something like...dummy practice." mumbles Shandelzare.
Then they all looked at each other and at the same time in unison, said, "Radiant Hearts."
With that, they dropped everything they are doing, and walked out the house with just their bare hands...because Radiant Heart members are easier than duck and beastly fidos...
So it seems (3/3)
"No! It was this woman, she is a lich! She must have casted some sort of spell! I sense the evil in her was similar, look at this tattered cloak on the ground, she killed him"
The guard replied "Him? What was under that cloak? A goblin? A dwarf? A human?"
Stunned by the questions Serth answered "I'm.... not..very.......sure".
All of a sudden his throat was at loss for words. He tried to explain what happened, his memory remembers every bit of it but there is just no words coming out.
The second guard yelled "That woman is a lich! She's casting a spell on him!"
When he turned around and looked at her, eyes were glowing and her fangs grew longer, she began to be hostile and bite Serth in the arm. A sudden pause as Serth was trying to grasp the situation, he tried to stab the lich as she distanced herself from them, retreating towards the wall.
Shocking it may seem, this woman has the ability to hold onto walls as if she was a spider. She laughed and said "It's impossible to catch me, the church is watching your every step, no other god than Sephiroth reigns supreme."
Upon conjuring a dark midst she vanished into thin air with echoes of her evil laughter.
Staring blank in the air, the head guard said "We must report this, we need more men in Westbridge, there have been too many sights of this and we are too short-handed to deal with this matter".
As the guards take their leave, he stopped them "Wait! You are from the Order?"
The guards nodded.
"Please tell me, how is it possible for me to join your ranks?"
All the guards stared at him, whispering among themselves. The head guard said "Look for a man dressed with similar armor with us, he is often at the Temple of Life enjoying the scenary. Beware young one, your determination will be tested to the fullest".
The guard replied "Him? What was under that cloak? A goblin? A dwarf? A human?"
Stunned by the questions Serth answered "I'm.... not..very.......sure".
All of a sudden his throat was at loss for words. He tried to explain what happened, his memory remembers every bit of it but there is just no words coming out.
The second guard yelled "That woman is a lich! She's casting a spell on him!"
When he turned around and looked at her, eyes were glowing and her fangs grew longer, she began to be hostile and bite Serth in the arm. A sudden pause as Serth was trying to grasp the situation, he tried to stab the lich as she distanced herself from them, retreating towards the wall.
Shocking it may seem, this woman has the ability to hold onto walls as if she was a spider. She laughed and said "It's impossible to catch me, the church is watching your every step, no other god than Sephiroth reigns supreme."
Upon conjuring a dark midst she vanished into thin air with echoes of her evil laughter.
Staring blank in the air, the head guard said "We must report this, we need more men in Westbridge, there have been too many sights of this and we are too short-handed to deal with this matter".
As the guards take their leave, he stopped them "Wait! You are from the Order?"
The guards nodded.
"Please tell me, how is it possible for me to join your ranks?"
All the guards stared at him, whispering among themselves. The head guard said "Look for a man dressed with similar armor with us, he is often at the Temple of Life enjoying the scenary. Beware young one, your determination will be tested to the fullest".
Wandering Westbridge (2/3)
"Though observing the guard in armor from Radiant Heart is mumbling something to the evil being,a dagger was drawn and stabbed through the heart of this evil being but it didn't bleed."
The evil being covered in tattered cloak began to burn into ashes, he wondered what is this, a conjured demon of sorcery? It is a spell based on experience to be in possession of high level mages. As he began to think "it's best to back away and observe more" is when he accidentally kicked a bucket while withdrawing and he was spotted. The guard stared at him and said "You saw it?".
"Being stunned by the glowing eyes of the guard, he drawed his sword in his defense".
The guard swung his sword in desperation to behead Serth while he retaliated valiantly. They fought for a good few moments when the sounds of multiple armor and swords approaching. The guard tossed his sword aside and it evaporated, intending to flee the scene. He realized this is another part of sorcery and charged towards the guard, stabbed him in the ribs, the guard screamed and managed to free himself from Serth's attack. Pausing for a moment, the guard's back was facing Serth as he turned around and realized it was a woman with long silver hair......with fangs.
"You are a lich?" shocked as he saw her appreance could tame any wild man. Such beauty, yet such evil within her. The source of the evil he felt from that evil being is overwhelming within this woman.
She said "You will pay for this, I will burn your soul".
The guards approached the scene where Serth has captured the lich. The leader of the guard asked "You man, did you murder that man in the bar?" while prepared to draw his sword.
The evil being covered in tattered cloak began to burn into ashes, he wondered what is this, a conjured demon of sorcery? It is a spell based on experience to be in possession of high level mages. As he began to think "it's best to back away and observe more" is when he accidentally kicked a bucket while withdrawing and he was spotted. The guard stared at him and said "You saw it?".
"Being stunned by the glowing eyes of the guard, he drawed his sword in his defense".
The guard swung his sword in desperation to behead Serth while he retaliated valiantly. They fought for a good few moments when the sounds of multiple armor and swords approaching. The guard tossed his sword aside and it evaporated, intending to flee the scene. He realized this is another part of sorcery and charged towards the guard, stabbed him in the ribs, the guard screamed and managed to free himself from Serth's attack. Pausing for a moment, the guard's back was facing Serth as he turned around and realized it was a woman with long silver hair......with fangs.
"You are a lich?" shocked as he saw her appreance could tame any wild man. Such beauty, yet such evil within her. The source of the evil he felt from that evil being is overwhelming within this woman.
She said "You will pay for this, I will burn your soul".
The guards approached the scene where Serth has captured the lich. The leader of the guard asked "You man, did you murder that man in the bar?" while prepared to draw his sword.
A strider's return (1/3)
A sudden guilt was spreading within him like a disease. As destiny allowed Serth to wander the realm of humanity once again, putting behind the darkness of his past, now he suffers the battle against himself. Struggling in search of his own lost soul.
Upon Westbridge he wanders, as he ventures deeper he saw a bar and walked in for a booze. As he openned the doors, everyone ignored his presense, he walked straight to the bar-counter. He ordered a shot for his favourite Vodka, enjoyed it and noticed a dark presense sitting at the corner of the bar, mysterious as it is he sense great evil in that entity.
"Why is everyone not paying attention to such a presense? Is he the only one who notice?"
He continued to observe this evil being, highly suspicious as ever. After a moment it stood up from its corner and walked towards a drunkard who's figure seemed like the Mayor of Westbridge. The evil being stabbed the drunk without hesitation in the chest, watching the drunk fall to the ground bleeding to death in a crowded bar which none bothered.
"Suspicious.....extremely suspicious"
"This cannot be left unpunished"
He tailed this suspicious evil being throughout the Market Square and into a back alley. Suspicious as it seems, a medium build looking guard standing before this being. Without a second thought that "guard" in view is definately known as a member of the Radiant Heart.
Upon Westbridge he wanders, as he ventures deeper he saw a bar and walked in for a booze. As he openned the doors, everyone ignored his presense, he walked straight to the bar-counter. He ordered a shot for his favourite Vodka, enjoyed it and noticed a dark presense sitting at the corner of the bar, mysterious as it is he sense great evil in that entity.
"Why is everyone not paying attention to such a presense? Is he the only one who notice?"
He continued to observe this evil being, highly suspicious as ever. After a moment it stood up from its corner and walked towards a drunkard who's figure seemed like the Mayor of Westbridge. The evil being stabbed the drunk without hesitation in the chest, watching the drunk fall to the ground bleeding to death in a crowded bar which none bothered.
"Suspicious.....extremely suspicious"
"This cannot be left unpunished"
He tailed this suspicious evil being throughout the Market Square and into a back alley. Suspicious as it seems, a medium build looking guard standing before this being. Without a second thought that "guard" in view is definately known as a member of the Radiant Heart.
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