• Make sure to read the forum rules before creating a new thread or commenting on someone else's thread. The forum rules can be read on this page.

VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

“Shit man...” Cardiloc breathed out slowly. “I’ll dispose of them later, and uh, well you know I went to fight Berethors past self at citadel, then I chased him and the serpent and also Tytus a few miles until... until my friend Marco, the Leviathan ... transformed. Some gondorians showed up and I was captured along with the serpent. Berethor and Tytus got away and I don’t know what happened to Marco. Then, I found Mirecy and you, well your past self in a dungeon before we escaped. Now Mirecy is loose in the city and we need to get her out of here. I say we should plan our next move cautiously, I have all the time in the world, we go in quickly and quietly and get Mirecy and Berethor out of there, Any ideas what their doing Endo? And uh.. before we go, the lady out there who’s been looking after my sister insists on me having a bath. Have you met her yet?” Cardiloc spoke.
[rule]
”Never should’ve opened the damn gates, how are we supposed to deal with this.” Rambo grunted, thanking the man who hauled him up.
 
Sigeric stood his ground as the confused Berethor approached him. "Stay where you are." he said in a sharp, commanding tone. Looking around him, he saw people starting to move again. He was losing control. He had to do something to stop people from asking questions, lest the Gondorians grow even more suspicious of him. He reached deep into the minds of everyone around him, with the exception of Berethor, and briefly touched the surface of their memories. Perhaps the last five minutes. He focused his power, attempting to dispel the recollections of what the Gondorians had seen. Sigeric knew not whether he could do this, but if successful, they would forget everything that had happened after he had issued his first command. He turned back to Berethor. "I sincerely wish that this were a nightmare as you say, but this is the reality that we must face. I will ask you one more time: Who are you, and why are you here?"
 
Iver slowed down to a complete stop after seeing the Giants of gold and steel. "How the fuck can you guys see anything?" He asked them as he heard Dimitri roars in the back. Hoping to keep them here just long enough so Dimitri and tal can finish the first round of guards.
 
Mateus would turn around "Shin lets go see if we can find the Guardian." He'd say, going to look through the crowd for any sign of the man or anything unusual inside
 
Shit indeed. He sighed deeply as he took this in, ignoring Mateus. They'd killed this shifter, the Serpent. Wonderful. Astounding. Give a round of applause, everyone!

He would've liked to have one, since eliminating one of these Giants wasn't something done every day. Except... they didn't want any of the shifters to die. And his squadron did just that...So, shit indeed. Shit... indeed.

Grumbling, he figured it would be better to get the stinky thing out of the scaly body sooner than later instead of letting it gradually succumb to the flies and decay, so Shin began to drag the bleeding corpse of Evenis out into the open. After this, he chucked it carelessly towards the others, then went after his comrade in the search for the Guardian.
 
The newcomer guards halted as they saw Iver then proceeded forward with unrelenting resolve. A flurry of blades came straight for the Dalishman.

Dimitri quickly caught up to the Eternal Guard who had formed a line that crept forward in his direction, shields raised in tower formation and swords rotating at speeds that could shear the wings off a fly. What were these warriors?!

Telimekhtar struggled to break their encirclement. He had broken one of their shields, however, he had lost his sword in the process and was throwing darts and daggers at each of his opponents yet to no avail. Their armor was thicker than diamond and their will unyielding.

---------------

POOF.

Clouds formed and suddenly condensation took place and in an instant, it began raining across the Lonely Mountain.

--------

"What? Mirecy? They'd be fuckin' wouldn't they? Oh but then there's different times and, oh, Morgoth..." Endo shook his head at the thought, "Wait? Berethor's younger self? What? His here? Yeah I met the old Lady. She yelled at me and told me to stay in the basement until Marco returned. How does she know Marco? And our Marco is dead but yours is alive? This is way too complicated. Wait-is there a younger me?!"

----------

"Yes. I'll help you find your mother. I won't allow anyone to harm you. I swear it." Keratos said. His hand was unflinching.

"Just watch 'em go," The man said as the crowd dispersed like a flood through the gates and left only the guards behind.

"Shut the gates and muster at the front. Form ranks! We must secure this flank!" Ostopher called to his men. There were a total of forty-four of them including rangers and garrison guards of the third level.

Furdin found enough rope just to hook it around the crystal once. "Let's wait for reinforcements before we continue. We don't have the manpower for this. Furdin, please haul that poor fellow's body up." He pointed to the corpse Shin had thrown.

Meanwhile, Mateus and Shin saw the last two individuals facing off against one another in the streets. The Guardian Shifter and a blonde-haired man with wild eyes and blood trailing from his nostrils.

"Sigeric. Don't you remember me? I'm your friend. We may have had our issues but after the war, after the bloodshed and loss united us, we fought together. You were taken by the darkness. It consumed you...I..I wasn't there for you? Wait-oh shit," He paused, "This isn't my time is it? Fuaaaaaa-"

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user]
 
"Hey hey hey calm down Endo, your blubbering," Cardiloc calmed the man. "Your Berethors out in the city, but my berethors fucked off who knows where; and either Marco got taken by him or he's out wandering in the wild. Now, there you do have a younger self, who is Mirecy's complete bitch, unfortunately. Now, we need to go outside this basement and explain that we're going to find Lady Eldriths son; Marco, and bring him home alive. But first I'm getting a change of clothes, you too, and get washed." He replied.
 
"Take the blonde if they try to run, but don't kill him, if you do I'll personally kick your ass. Understood? Good." Mateus said sternly to Shin before approaching the two men spear at the ready "Guardian Shifter, you and your accomplish are under arrest. Come with us peacefully or we will take you forcefully." He said
 
Thoruk would now proceed and store some power to release a bunch of lightnings into the sky, to fill these clouds with electricity. These clouds would give him the opportunity to unleash more power than he himself could handle. But it would also use up all of his power. A high risk, high reward attack, so to speak. Yet it was what he himself saw as an 'ultimate solution' in positions were death would be certain.

--------------

Tamara's arm was still hurting and she wasn't sure if she could trust this man. But he seemed different enaugh to give him a chance. She would slowly move her hand towards Keratos' , trying to hide the poison-mark on her hand from him anyway.
 
Daugo blinked and looked around. If this had been caused by an enemy shifter, then they were in trouble, for such an ability would be terribly efficient at causing mayhem. Just now, if they hadn't been allowed to breathe again, the two of them would have asphyxiated... Though this in itself suggested that it was not someone with altogether malevolent intentions, since they did have the scruples to save them from dying. He wondered whether Ha'zi was able to do that or not, though Sigeric was also an interesting suspect.
"Well, no point in lingering on that," he said matter-of-factly, clasping his hands together. "What shall we do?"
 
"First off, that was a one-time hiccup. Secondly, like I'd let you kick my ass? Not a chance, Mateus." He strolled towards the two shifters, short sword being twirled around leisurely up until he got close to them, at which he stopped its motion and then pointed it right at the Guardian and somewhat different-looking Armored. "Hey, you two: listen to him! Stand down now, alright?"
[rule]
Ha'zi gasped. What the hell was that? He could clearly recall Tytus, rangers, a massacre, some Eldritch monstrosity, a great, winged creature, and a few red haired figures that definitely puzzled him with their words. But, of course, that was a collection of scenes that demolished his head. "K-Keldar, what happened? What did I just see?!" Ha'zi stammered out exasperately.
 
"I don't believe so..." Berethor said scrunching up his face. It finally clicked.

Arandil's mind flashbacked to one of the nights in the camp. He was with his brother and a few others. Their names...had he forgotten them so easily in the span of a year? Those were his comrades...his brothers-in-arms. He remembered them now.

They dined around one of the many campfires in the clearings they had set up under the commander's orders. It was here that Arandil remembered his brother telling jokes. As he was doing so, he noticed two men at the edge of the forest. Young lads like Farangar and him. They donned the Gondorian standard and walked past their campfire, the light illuminating the closest's face. He had short-cut blonde hair, high cheek-bones and boils around his cheek.

That face...

It was the face of the Armoured Giant. The one who had blocked their escape from the valley of Udun. The one who had trapped them like a comet of flame descended from the sky and flattened the earth, killing all his friends, placing his brother in an unending sleep and turning Magath to madness. And here Arandil stood, talking calmly with the one who murdered unprecedented amounts of his brothers-in-arms.

"Where'd you say you came from again?" Berethor asked him.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Yiannis123/74.png" name="Yiannis123"]18199471[/user]

-------------------

Thoruk felt his hands twitch as electricity flowed through his body and into his Giant, greatly amplifying as the seconds ticked by.

The light downpour continued as dwarves watched in mild trepidation.

------------------

"Infiltrators!" A cry arose from the guards as Iver halted in their way. They rushed towards him, refusing his command.

As Dimitri neared to grab one in his jaws, a flurry of swords met his face and they dented his jaw which cracked slightly, however, none broke through the armor. CRUNCH.

He managed to chomp down on a guard. Much to Dimitri's surprise, he felt its upper body moving about inside his mouth whilst the lower body fell to the floor as his teeth pierced through it. There was a strange feeling he received...this was fun...in an animalistic instinctual way. The other eternal guard began to pack on and charged Dimitri, going for the Dwarf Giant's legs.

Meanwhile, Telimekhtar disappeared in the flood of the eternal guard, his voice and grunts being the only sign that he was still there. And grunts there were. Many...many grunts.

------------------

"What? Why would I go off on some hunt for some other Marco while there is another me around? Why don't we find the other me, huh? Why is it all your friends who get rescued and mine get hurt. Where's Berethor? I'm not going anywhere until you find him and bring him back. Understand me, Cardiloc." Endo countered.

-----------------

Daugo found himself staring at a disheveled Gallador. Clearly, it was time for the hobbit to take charge.

Shin and Mateus saw the blonde-one turnaround, eyes wild and make a run for it, passing Sigeric in a rush down towards the third level gate. Sigeric was about to be apprehended by both rangers.

Meanwhile, Kurio stared at the crystal containing the fear girl. "Fascinating. I'll have to gain the General's permission to experiment on this," Furdin heard him mutter.

Keratos took her hand slowly and gently. He did not see the mark. She had twisted her arm well enough so that it was not obvious. "There we go, see. I won't hurt you. Arm you hurt little one? What's your name?" He asked her while slowly standing up.

Ramdir was hiding somewhere. Of course. Useless per usual.

The third gate was quite the mess. A few guards had been trampled and a ranger was missing. But otherwise, most of the men had reformed.

"You," Ostopher called to Rambo, "Stay here and hold this position. Keep those gates locked and stop anyone from leaving until I give the order. Understood?" Then to the division of men, "Rangers, with me. We'll secure the breach point. Clear a path to the top!" Ostopher began marching with thirty or so men following and two dozen remaining behind with Rambo.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/CluckmanTheDerp/74.png" name="CluckmanTheDerp"]13527980[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]

----------------

"I told you not to," Ha'zi returned to the Ered Nimrais where Keldar gazed away from the carnage and at the Haradrim. "You shouldn't have looked into the Warrior Giant's memories to come."

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user]

-------------

In one of the most serene garths within Manwe's Palace, one of the Valier attended to the plants, watering and flowering the daisies. As her presence glided by the forsythia, they bloomed and flourished. She had some of the longest lightest blonde hair in all the realms of Arda. She was Vana. Lady of Life, giver of health, enchantress of the forests.

Blip.

The temperature in the room increased by two degrees. Someone had broken her peaceful zen.

"Hey babycakes." An old voice greeted her. "Miss me?"

Vana knew exactly who it was. The murderer of her husband, Orome. The slaughterer of her child, Nieliqui. A devil possessed of malice that rivaled only the Black Enemy. It was the Trickster.
 
With that satisfying crunch came more than just a feeling of animalistic fun. There was pleasure, pride, and a sense of satsification that he could finally deal some damage to Manwe. He spit the upper half out, and began to kill as many of the wazzocks as he could, pushing his way towards Teli. He used everything he had: his claws, his bite, even his terrible singing abilities and crude behavior.
 
In one blast he would shoot them into the clouds, like Zeus waiting for the clouds to fill with them and duplicate them, creating a thunder storm.

--------------

"I'm Tamara" she'd say quietly. "W-what was all of this?" she'd ask the guard.
 
After it had finally dawned to him, Arandil gripped tight his sword, but he let it go. He knew the outcome of any sudden move, and the possibility of getting butchered without hesitation. So he pulled back, he held back his urge and his fury. His affection and compassion towards those lost had always been a burning flame of rage and empowerment inside the Gondorian. But for once, he kept himself calm, relatively calm. So here he was, the murderer, the bastard, the whore-son who showed no mercy to his comrades of his regiment right infront of him.

"You know who I am.. let us not play dumb. You know where I was that day, you were there too, oh but a pity it was that you were not on our side." He chuckled,

"But that is all in the past now, isn't it? I know who you are. I know what you did. But what is done... is done.." He shed a tear of compassion as he thought of all his fallen brothers-in-arms.. and his brother. His chuckle had stopped.

"To answer your question; Ithilien, of Gondor. But to speak of something else.. of a certain expedition. Perhaps you remember that damned day. Don't you? Young Lance Corporal Arandil riding alongside his brother, next to Captain Magath. With 700 friends and comrades. We went,unknowing of the danger , straight into hell. Not even 50 of us came back. Those that did survive, either left, or lost their sanity." He let out a sigh of despair and sorrow.

"But what could I do, what could any of us do. But that is all in the past now. Now, this place is my home, and a place that will help me forget the dreadful past, for my petty mortal life has been scarred beyond belief, and I require some salvation and peace."
 
The Dwarf Giant mowed through the eternal guard and nearly made it to the Son of Tulkas, he got close enough to see him dueling multiple eternal guard and a few of their bodies were littered at his feet. Before he could reach his friend and trainer, Dimitri's feet were cut free and his lower body fell. More guards rushed in. Where had they come from? Iver was blocking the doorway but the exit...

Dimitri had been so focused on reaching Telimekhtar that he forgot about the exit which his two friends came through. They had flanked him and now he was down to his jaw and a single hand whilst the other was used to prop himself up.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]

--------------

KRAK. KRAK. KRA-BOOOM. KRAK.

The sky lit up with arcs of blue and thunder erupted throughout the skies.

The dwarves watched in suspended awe.

------------

Miriel's eyes widened as she Arandil referenced the expedition. She saw his hand touch the sword before lightening. This was not good.

Berethor raised an eyebrow, "I didn't actually recognize you but now that you mention it, yes. I remember you." A smile crept across his face. "And yes. I did kill your comrades. If I had not, I would be killed or worse, my family would be. As such, I am not apologetic to your cause. Your friends had to die so that mine would live and if I had to make the choice again, I would. A million times." He paused.

"Your people aren't the victims here. Your precious Gondor attacked us and kidnapped my friends. They killed my best friend when we tried to talk to them. Even when we tried to escape, they hunted us. Your people are not innocent. And neither are we. We're all killers here aren't we?" He whispered to Arandil.

"But as you said. That is in the past. And you've apparently spent time here with my family. I do hope we can be friends but that'll never happen so long as you hold on to your old ties. Either embrace us or-"

"That's enough, Berethor." Miriel cut him off. "Leave us, Arandil. I apologize for any grievances."

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Yiannis123/74.png" name="Yiannis123"]18199471[/user]

-------

Keratos stood. He was nearly three times her height. "Well, Lady Tamara. My name is Keratos. And this is a mess. A dangerous one at that," He looked around at the others, "Please, remain close." He was looking towards Kurio when the noise of horse hooves on marble became audible.

Tamara saw a number of black cloaks and citadel guard ride down towards the body of the decaying giant which had become a skeletal corpse at this point.

A few men dismounted and rushed the area whilst three others marched up towards Keratos. She saw two were captains or officers of some high rank flanking the one in-charge. He wore fur-coated armor and medallions, however, something seemed off about him. For some reason, Tamara felt repulsed by his presence. This was not a good man. He was the opposite of Keratos.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user]
 
Iver felt dizzy, probably it wasn’t the best idea to fight few minutes after he munched through an entire table worth of food. He looked at the guards and sprayed them with the disgusting fluid of his stomach. “What cant be solved by words shall be solved by swords” He declared once his stomach was empty, readying his Maia blade as he inspect his enemies, looking for weak points in their armour.
[rule]
Radmir (not ramming deer) got out of the alley he hide in, it was either this or getting swarmed by the citizens. He looked around, should have been close to the third gate.
[rule]
Vana wasn't the type of person who would get angry, she was very calm. But seeing the monster who killed her husband and daughter, this triggered her. "Are you tired of torturing mortals so you came back here?" She asked with a complete poker face, a face that can only be achieved through living for eons.
 
"I shall.. but know this Berethor. Those lads were innocent. Fucking innocent. They knew as much as I did. We were never told of anything that concerned you and the rest of the shifters, we had no part in that. But it doesn't matter now." He yelled agonizingly.

"They are all dead, their bodies are burned to ash, beneath the ground or devoured and left in the woods by beasts. And my brother has been left in a comma, I do not know whether he is alive or dead anymore.. I.. I lost everything back there. I did not even have the heart to visit my parents after the expedition. I know not if my family is even alive. But none of you care to listen to my mortal affairs and suffering. I take my leave. Eru's blessings upon thou." He said with fury engulfing him as he left, leaving his sword on the ground along with his shield that bared the sigil of Gondor.. the white tree.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top