Originally Posted by FactionHeir
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Originally Posted by FactionHeir
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Why did the chicken cross the road?
So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road,
but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely
chicken's dominion maintained. ~Machiavelli
The man known as Tiberius sagged as his name was called out, leaning on his metal stave to support his weight. Only three people wanted him dead, but with everyone else who cared to vote squabbling amongst themselves, that was enough. An elite began to head through the crowd towards him, drawing a shortsword as he went. No need for more force against one who had so obviously accepted his fate.
Suddenly, the blue-robed man straightened to his full height and thrust his stave forward while yelling a word of power, a ball of fire flying towards Craterus with a rushing roar. Taken by surprise, the red-cloaked man was hit in his breastplate, slammed to the ground and sliding along his back for several feet before coming to a rest. Tiberius let out a cry of victory and sent a quick trio of fireballs at the fallen man, the rest of the Hall momentarily stunned into inaction.
Craterus moved with incredible speed, sitting partially upright to unsling the shield from across his back and bringing it up into guard position without a moment to spare. The first attack washed over the rim of the shield and singed his armour, leaving the face of it cracked and molten. The second proved too much for the battered shield, shattering it and flinging debris and flame at Craterus, while the third impacted harmlessly on a golden shield of light.
Spitting curses, Tiberius flew at the two brown-robed men just then pushing their way through to the front of the crowd, flinging fire and drawing a long-knife from under his robes. Waldinger and Ephrum stumbled backwards, each chanting holy words and raising shields to block the attacks, but then Tiberius was among them. Waldinger was hit across the temple with the stave, but Ephrum’s jugular was parted, spurting blood as he collapsed. Spinning to continue his rampage, Tiberius was confronted by a snarlingCraterus, longsword flashing and ripping the stave out of his hand.
In a blur of successive blows which most of the assorted crowd could not follow, Tiberius was laid low, knife dropping from nerveless fingers as he fell, held up only by Craterus’ hand around his wrist and sword through his heart. Craterus grunted and tugged his sword free, Tiberius’ head lolling on his half-decapitated neck as he was unceremoniously dumped to the ground.
Every eye in the Hall watched Craterus as he cut the straps holding his breastplate with the dead man’s blade, letting the plate of dully glowing steel clatter to the ground.
Panting slightly, tendrils of smoke rising from his once-fine armour, blood still dripping from his sword and shield-hand flexing constantly to keep his hand limber, Craterus stared right back at them.
“I really don’t like mages.”
Last edited by Killfr3nzy; 10-28-2007 at 02:31.
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What do Zain, Omanes, and FactionHeir think I should do during the night phase?
Why did the chicken cross the road?
So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road,
but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely
chicken's dominion maintained. ~Machiavelli
Alive;
Omanes (away)
Andres
Brave Sir Robin
Beefy187
The Amazing Me
Zain
Shaterus (Shlin/Craterus)
Factionheir
Waldinger
Cimmerian
Kyros
Tran
Garcilaso
Kommodus
Draconian
Killed;
Zorg
Sarathos
Lynched;
Roadkill
Shlin
Tiberius
WoG'd;
Ephrum
Suicided;
Kamikhaan
Luken
Pevergreen
Last edited by Twilightblade; 10-28-2007 at 03:08.
All the time I hear women say chivalry is dead...it's true, chivalry is dead and women killed it - Dave Chapelle (Killing them Softly)
Beefy, if you need me; I will always be there.Are you going to be in the Medical Wing??? If you don't need me; I will just continue about with my own investigation. And good work Craterus; glad to see your trusty shield is still holding up after surviving a freeze blast and a fireball.
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Feel free to go to investigation that might be more useful for the townies.![]()
Even if I die you still got Waldinger around
I might need couple of volunteers to protect my door.
Becareful if your at medical wing though.. Cimmerian might be a scum and theres tonnes of people left who loves to serve their commorades some beef steak![]()
Words cannot express how angry I am right now. Why are private reveals illegal in the first place!? He wanted to join us, I didn't believe his innocence, so he provided me with evidence of it! What's wrong with that!?
I didn't even know (or remember, I'm sure I read it) that it was against the rules, and apprently Ephrum didn't know at all.
My anger resides... However I still lie loyal to the King...
I'm finding myself in an ever shrinking pool of people who can't verify their innocence. So, if there's something Zain, Omanes, and FactionHeir need done to night that can help me out, I gladly volunteer.
"What is it with you and skin taking?" - Killfr3nzy
Heh, it was pretty awesome, but yeah, as others have said, that little fight cost me a shield and breastplate. Me and shlin need to buy new equipment ASAP and this might mean we can't be out and about kicking butt tonight.Originally Posted by Draconian
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