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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)
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"What a fcking fatass" Iver sad as he chopped his way out of the bat. "Aye, fatty im still alive" He shouted as he took his trusty crossbow and shot the troll's back, aiming for the head.
Ha'zi's spear jab was knocked aside by the orc's dagger. It sneered at him just as its ugly face was smashed in by Dimitri's warhammer.
Sigeric had not difficulty fighting his orc. It gave up halfway through the fight and was killed.
Grimnir's axe hit the orcs leg, causing it to fall face first into the dirt beneath the dwarf's feet.
The crossbow bolt was not aimed correctly and missed the troll's head. The thing continued to advance until another crossbow bolt pierced its neck. Its hand slowly rose and pulled the damn thing out before turning around to see who shot it. It saw Iver and with a roar began to charge him, lugging its huge tree trunk at the dead body of the bat.
Cardiloc saw the troll turn around and charge Iver. This wasn't good. He had a clean shot but the thing was moving too quickly and his spear might bounce off.
Daugo found a rather astonishingly large apple in the treasure trove of fortunes that Iver had found (stolen) from Sarge's house. It was crimson red and oh so good looking.
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His horse bucked, unwilling to traverse the rocky terrain. A cold wind drifted through the mountain pass, chilling Deslan. His new fur coat just keeping him warm. Kuntsworth was being difficult.
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Pyrus' horse fell over and died. Heart attack. He was unsure of where he was. Someplace south. He passed a couple towns and some villages but not any major rivers or bridges. He was going through some barren plains when the poor thing died. It was big and old and he may have just pushed it too far. Since Maia can't sleep and all and he had been riding it for nearly 28 hours straight, although, he did give it a few breaks here and there.
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Sigeric had not difficulty fighting his orc. It gave up halfway through the fight and was killed.
Grimnir's axe hit the orcs leg, causing it to fall face first into the dirt beneath the dwarf's feet.
The crossbow bolt was not aimed correctly and missed the troll's head. The thing continued to advance until another crossbow bolt pierced its neck. Its hand slowly rose and pulled the damn thing out before turning around to see who shot it. It saw Iver and with a roar began to charge him, lugging its huge tree trunk at the dead body of the bat.
Cardiloc saw the troll turn around and charge Iver. This wasn't good. He had a clean shot but the thing was moving too quickly and his spear might bounce off.
Daugo found a rather astonishingly large apple in the treasure trove of fortunes that Iver had found (stolen) from Sarge's house. It was crimson red and oh so good looking.
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His horse bucked, unwilling to traverse the rocky terrain. A cold wind drifted through the mountain pass, chilling Deslan. His new fur coat just keeping him warm. Kuntsworth was being difficult.
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Pyrus' horse fell over and died. Heart attack. He was unsure of where he was. Someplace south. He passed a couple towns and some villages but not any major rivers or bridges. He was going through some barren plains when the poor thing died. It was big and old and he may have just pushed it too far. Since Maia can't sleep and all and he had been riding it for nearly 28 hours straight, although, he did give it a few breaks here and there.
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"Well fck" Iver said as he tried to jump out of the troll's way.
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Grimnir looks at the Orc beneath him, as he readies his axe high atop him, an echoing hurry shakes the teeth of Grimnir, as the Dwarf lets out a mighty Warcry to affect everyone near him what Dwarf rage is. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" The cry louded as the mere demonic scream echoed the skies, he hacked down his rune axe right towards the Orc's backbone, ready to split the Orc in two.
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Pyrus would get up from the ground and head over to the dead horse, patting it on it's side and closing it's eyes. Murmuring something in it's ear, standing up he would observe his surroundings and saw nothing. As soon as he came across the next village or town he would go to the local blacksmith and get to work. For now however he continued down his path. Spear still in hand as he cursed his luck.
"Marvelous," he says, taking a man-sized (and therefore considerably large, for a hobbit) bite out of the apple. He watches with amusement as that asshole Grimnir cries with the wrath of a constipated donkey, and is vaguely interested in how Iver will get out of the way of the troll's charge.
Ha'zi stole Grimnir's kill. Grimnir just further eviscerated the body whilst screaming like a madman. He had seriously gone through some shit.
The troll charged straight into the decaying carcass of the Flying Giant and smashed its head into the tree. Iver barely dodged it and watched as the thing shook its head, blinked and turned towards him sniffing the air. It looked down at him, growled and raised a meaty fist to squash him.
Funnily enough, not a single person was helping him.
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As Pyrus was walking he saw a strange sight. There was a tree ahead of him on the road and eight eagles perched on its branches, watching him. Their golden eyes motionless.
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The troll charged straight into the decaying carcass of the Flying Giant and smashed its head into the tree. Iver barely dodged it and watched as the thing shook its head, blinked and turned towards him sniffing the air. It looked down at him, growled and raised a meaty fist to squash him.
Funnily enough, not a single person was helping him.
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As Pyrus was walking he saw a strange sight. There was a tree ahead of him on the road and eight eagles perched on its branches, watching him. Their golden eyes motionless.
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Sigeric kicked the dead Orc off of the blade of his halberd, looking around and assessing the situation. If there was another Orc within reach, he would dart forward and attempt to impale it. If no Orcs were close enough to threaten him, he would instead turn his attention to the Troll, moving towards it in an attempt to launch a surprise attack.
"Who knew i could miss a charging troll?" Iver said as he jumped away so he will not become a pancake.
The troll bashed where Iver stood and anticipated his movements, grabbing the shifter with his other hand. He lifted up Iver and began to squeeze the life out of him. Then he noticed the other Dalishman and threw Iver at a tree. Iver's body smacked the top branch and he broke his nose, again, before falling onto to the ground where a rock cracked his kneecap. The pain was overwhelming and he couldn't help but scream and wail in agony. Marco ran over to him, the man had been chasing off the retreating orcs and returned now.
"Iver are you...alive?" He poked Iver's broken nose, accidentally. Causing the Dalishman to screech louder than a Nazgul.
Daugo's ears hurt from all the wailing.
Meanwhile, the troll faced Sigeric and grunted incomprehensibly at him. It growled and raised another fist to hit him before smiling. The troll slowly began to change. It's ugly face distorting and its body fading into a purple haze. In the place of the troll was a man. A man he remembered. A man he tried to kill. A man that had tried to kill them.
"Miss me?" The Trickster said, smiling at Sigeric.
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"Iver are you...alive?" He poked Iver's broken nose, accidentally. Causing the Dalishman to screech louder than a Nazgul.
Daugo's ears hurt from all the wailing.
Meanwhile, the troll faced Sigeric and grunted incomprehensibly at him. It growled and raised another fist to hit him before smiling. The troll slowly began to change. It's ugly face distorting and its body fading into a purple haze. In the place of the troll was a man. A man he remembered. A man he tried to kill. A man that had tried to kill them.
"Miss me?" The Trickster said, smiling at Sigeric.
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After screaming like he never did, not even in the loudest market he looked at marco straight at the eyes and said "I believe that this answered your question" Before looking at the troll, which was now the trickster? "Aye trunckster, why did the chicken cross the road?"
''Huff, I hate goodbyes. When it's with friends, at least.'' Deslan hopped off Alfrid, took him by the reins and dragged him off the mountain pass. He unhooked his saddle, which slid to the ground carrying off the reins and stirrups.
''Look, Alfrid, we've been through a lot... kind of. You were the fastest horse I've ever had the pleasure to ride on, like, seriously.'' Deslan whistled. ''You got us to the Anduin in a day or so. That's pure violation of the laws of physics, which haven't been written down this up north, yet.'' Deslan caressed Alfrid one last time, then he hit him on the back. ''Now run, Kuntsworth! Ride and make dozens of small Alfrids with dozens more horse lasses!''
Deslan would watch his only true friend ride off into the horizon (even more of a friend than Dimitri, but it didn't take much for that: heck, even the Dimitri in Isengard is better company than that Dimitri). He sighed, turned around and braved the mountain pass, his right arm opening to reveal a very useful tool for these mountains.
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''Look, Alfrid, we've been through a lot... kind of. You were the fastest horse I've ever had the pleasure to ride on, like, seriously.'' Deslan whistled. ''You got us to the Anduin in a day or so. That's pure violation of the laws of physics, which haven't been written down this up north, yet.'' Deslan caressed Alfrid one last time, then he hit him on the back. ''Now run, Kuntsworth! Ride and make dozens of small Alfrids with dozens more horse lasses!''
Deslan would watch his only true friend ride off into the horizon (even more of a friend than Dimitri, but it didn't take much for that: heck, even the Dimitri in Isengard is better company than that Dimitri). He sighed, turned around and braved the mountain pass, his right arm opening to reveal a very useful tool for these mountains.
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"Ah, not the fak again lads" the dwarf says as he shakes his head "I'd rather wonna see that damn troll than this scum, he was way more beautiful, ya know?" he says as he approaches Iver "Lad you a'right? You sounded like a pooping troll lad" he addes as he spits onto a dead orc's body as he moves over to Iver.
"Ah you know, im trying to be one with Card so i broke my kneecap. How bout you" he said in a whiping smile.
"To avoid lame and outdated jokes, Iver. Think of something original next time." The man shut down Iver's question before dodging the axe thrown by Grimnir. "Oh, ho ho, hold on little boy. The sun's getting real low." The Trickster snapped his fingers and froze Grimnir in place. The dwarf couldn't move. His entire body was stuck in place, mid-sprint.
"As to how I am alive, that's for me to know and you to find out. Or well, you could just not find out. Either way works." The Trickster answered Ha'zi.
"Seriously? Is this all I get? I mean, I expected an apology. Is that so hard to ask? Sigeric, please say 'I am sorry Mr. Trickster for stabbing you with a Maiar-blade.' I mean, I did try to kill you and all but that's in the past. YOU actually stabbed me. Like, I just wanted to put you in a coma for the rest of your immortal lives but you-you tried to kill me. That really hurts my feelings. I mean, just ask Daugo," The man nodded at the hobbit who was finishing up the apple on the horse, "You guys bully him all the time and stole him from his family. I got a family too, imagine what my wife would say if I died! So inconsiderate, Sigeric. You lot should punish him. Oh and sorry about the broken....everything Iver!"
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Alfrid Kuntsworth ran off into the wilds of Rhovanion never to be seen of again.
Deslan's grappling hook emerged, glinting in the light rays of sunlight that reflected off the walls of the Misties. The path ahead was rocky and uneven. It was time for Deslan to brave the High Pass.
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"As to how I am alive, that's for me to know and you to find out. Or well, you could just not find out. Either way works." The Trickster answered Ha'zi.
"Seriously? Is this all I get? I mean, I expected an apology. Is that so hard to ask? Sigeric, please say 'I am sorry Mr. Trickster for stabbing you with a Maiar-blade.' I mean, I did try to kill you and all but that's in the past. YOU actually stabbed me. Like, I just wanted to put you in a coma for the rest of your immortal lives but you-you tried to kill me. That really hurts my feelings. I mean, just ask Daugo," The man nodded at the hobbit who was finishing up the apple on the horse, "You guys bully him all the time and stole him from his family. I got a family too, imagine what my wife would say if I died! So inconsiderate, Sigeric. You lot should punish him. Oh and sorry about the broken....everything Iver!"
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Alfrid Kuntsworth ran off into the wilds of Rhovanion never to be seen of again.
Deslan's grappling hook emerged, glinting in the light rays of sunlight that reflected off the walls of the Misties. The path ahead was rocky and uneven. It was time for Deslan to brave the High Pass.
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