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Old October 24th, 2011, 03:13 PM
Pirate Hunter
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Join Date: Oct 2011
Location: I Am A Man Of The Sea
Gender: Male
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Welcome to the Land of Kore!

The Current Setting is in the medium-sized Primal Empire city of Lindos. There, two ambassadors from both sides, escorted by guards, arrive for talks about possible peace. The talks, needless to say, did not end well. The result of which was the murder of the ambassador of the Primal Kingdom, followed soon after by the murder of the ambassador of the First Republic. The guards were quickly ambushed, and the entire town was in an uproar.


You:

FirstRepublic: For whatever reason led you to this point in your life (you can include that in your post), you are, or I should say were, apart of the guards for the ambassador of the FirstRepublic. When he died, and dozens of troops attacked you, you scurried out and are now holed up in a warehouse, where you erected an Energy barrier that is keeping them out, for now. There are four of you now left (the four FirstRepublic RPers). You must try to work with the other three strangers with you and escape Lindos quickly. Time is not on your side as more soldiers pour into the city, various with Energy abilities, determined to capture you, dead or alive.

Primal Empire: As was reported, peace talks between the FirstRepublic and the Primal Empire have collapsed. Both ambassadors are dead, and the remaining FirstRepublic warriors are holed up in a warehouse, protected by what appears to be a powerful Energy barrier, alluding to the fact that they are Energy users. No ordinary prey requires no ordinary hunters, and the High Command called forth four high-profile Energy wielders (the four Primal Empire RPers) to take control of the situation, and finish off the remaining guards. In any case,, you four have just met, and must adapt to the situation at hand, and help the Primal Empire soldiers in the capture and/or killing of these First Republic soldiers.


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I leaned against the wall of the very thin warehouse; the blasts of weaponry shot at the energy barrier can be heard. It won’t last long. I know it. The enemy knows it, and my new acquaintances know it. Here I am, surrounded by complete strangers as we are holed up in a dead end about to quite possibly face our doom. We are, all of us, strong wielders of Energy, but no energy wielder can take on an army. And from the sounds I’m hearing on the outside, we’re soon to expect one.

I now look upon the faces of my associates, fellow sentinels who have been assigned in the protection of the ambassador of the First Republic, a task that we could not complete. I know as much about them as they do about me, I wager. In this situation, I would not expect them to not trust me, and not trust each other. But if we want to get out of this, we are going to have to try. There was no way any of us could do it on our own.

There were four of us. Two I only knew by name when we were introduced hours before, the other I knew by reputation. The two whom I knew nothing about were close-by me. One was named Marcus Swift, and that was all I knew. I noticed that he traveled with a wolf as a companion. An interesting choice, but I was quick to withhold judgment. It must be special, trained perhaps. The other I knew only as Oz, and that was it. Any past he may or may not have been known for eluded me. Then there was the one I have heard of. She was known as Tessa of the Wastes, a bandit huntress some called her. Others had a more acknowledged term to use.

Criminal.

And with a bounty of 70 pieces of honest to god gold, she was notorious around Kore. I wondered how her road had taken her from bandit slayer, or criminal, to guard. I suspect I would find out someday. That is, unless we don’t get through this. Another crash of artillery must have crashed into the energy barrier erected outside, as the entire warehouse shook once more. It wasn’t long now, and something needed to be done. I speak up now for the first time to the others.

“That Energy barrier isn’t going to hold up forever. We need to come up with some plan to get out of here.” I said in my quiet voice. I never enjoyed speaking much, especially to unfamiliar people.

I look around inside the warehouse, trying to see if there was anything we could use. I don’t find anything. I think now of possible solutions. It is possible that we could all shoot up the place, hoping to make a dent, and run like hell through that. That seemed to be the direction we might be taking, if nobody else thought of anything first. But I didn’t dare suggest that to the others. It was reckless, and as far as I knew, one of them might have a plan. There was the idea that one of us could be a distraction, while the others escaped, but would anyone be willing to do that? If I must, I would do it. But I would have rather heard from the others first. I look up at them now, waiting for something, anything, the slightest idea or response. Another shot was taken at the barrier as the warehouse shook. We didn’t have long now, not long at all.
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