Demons and Heroes

Right before he took her orb, she switched it with one of her fake ones...

OOC: I am still so sneaky XD

 

OOC: Breaking someone's neck could kill them. Please stop with the bone breaking.

BIC: "Are you okay?" he asked.

OOC: Goodnight.

 

ooc never ..... jk sorry

 

Aroe caughed. Spitting some blood out on the ground as his eyes traveled to Natalie and Cole. He smiled at them secretly. They were so happy. He breathed a bit calmer and left them alone without a word to eather of them. As long as she was happy...

 

Gharanth wrestled with the monstrous snake that had appeared from nowhere. This was no minor inconvenience. The snake gripped tighter and began to cut off his breathing. Seeing that he had no other choice, Gharanth set himself ablaze toasting the snake. 'I wonder what it tastes like?' he thought as he collapsed in exhaustion.

 

Aroe walks through the forest only the day after Jetch attacked. It was strangely quiet this time of day. It was just the way he liked it.

ooc: No one is here. Grrr. Ill be back later.

well...im back and still no one is on...be back later...again.

 

Gharanth got up and fought on. The wildlife was hostile here along with the climate. He hoped that the way would get easier but guessed that it wouldn't. Things could only get worse. He lost his footing and slid into a small pond. Things would definitely get worse.

 

Aroe yawned, wondering where everyone was. It was like no one was on the planet today.
ooc:seriously. That statement is true.

 

Battling on Gharanth managed to reach the clearing. He was sticky, wet and muddy, and he hated all of this. The nature orb had better be worth it. He notice ruins ahead with intricate carvings. He smiled, this was the right place, he could feel it.

 

ooc: O_o This is getting good. Continue.

 

At some point there must have been a great civilisation here but the ruins were their tombstone. Gharanth noticed something eerie, the place was silent. The birds and insects has almost driven him mad with their noise but now his sensitive hearing detected nothing. He drew both swords ready. Suddenly something brushed past him at incredible speed, a shadow in the silence. Gharanth grinned this was his kind of fight. He moved quietly forward, taking slow measured steps. There could be traps anywhere.

Suddenly he heard a faint whistle and ducked. A dart coated in a black viscous liquid stuck in a tree behind him and the bark began to bubble. This was definitely not a fun day out for the kiddies he thought. Holding the blades before him he looked at the floor. Faint writing was carved into the eroded flagstones. He dived to the floor as a blade shot across where his waist would have been had he been standing. This got better and better.

 

ooc: PINS AND NEEDLES HERE!

 

ooc: Ouchies!

bic: Gharanth knew that he was definitely in the right place. He entered a set of vine covered doors which were hanging awkwardly on broken hinges. Inside was dark and he felt something brush his face. Hurling a fireball ahead of him he saw thousands of spiders webs. Gharanth hated spiders. Nothing with that many eyes should be allowed to exist. Using a fireball to illuminate the way he crept forward, waiting for the appearance of the web builders. The silence was overwhelming.

A low rumble made him run as slowly a solid slab of stone descended from the ceiling, blocking off the corridor from the outside world. He was now completely on his own. Strange grinding and clicking noises made him run faster. Crossbow bolts fired from small holes in the wall. One sank into his shoulder and he winced in pain but didn't stop. No one appreciated what he went though in the name of peace. He snarled and smashed through a door before falling and sliding. The next room was strangely illuminated.

 

ooc: This is great! POST!

 

Gharanth extinguished the fireball, got up and ripped the bolt out of his shoulder. Looking around he realised he was hasty with the fireball. Millions of tiny black eyes stared at him. So that's where all the spiders had gone. The goddesses help me he thought as he raced in with both swords. Shadow creatures attacked some of the spiders. They were huge and all seemed to drip venom. Gharanth fought with swords, fire and darkness but he was bitten numerous times. That and the injury from the bolt made his vision swim. Finally darkness took over.

He awoke to find himself hanging upside down and covering in spider silk. 'I'm nobody's dinner' he thought as he concentrated on heating the air around him. He couldn't produce a fireball as his hands were immobile against his sides. "Oh s***!" Gharanth had forgotten how easily spider silk burned, and how fast. He landed heavily on his wounded shoulder and lay dazed for a second. He could see other animals in smoldering cocoons. That was the difference between the hunter and the hunted. It was time to turn the tables. He fire balled the entire room, satisfied when he heard the weird scream like sounds. No more pest problem he thought to himself.

 

ooc: Oh man, I thought you were gonna admit defeat for a moment. Shows what i know. You arent even started. *Cheers from sidelines* GO GHARANTH!


OOC: GASP! IT"S COLE! FINALLY AROE CAN TALK TO SOMEONE!...he left...sigh...

 

Gharanth staggered to the side of the room. He found a small amount of unburnt web. Grinning he placed it over the wound. Well maybe spiders had a use after all. Looking at the carvings on the walls he groaned. The next part looked like an assault course, and a deadly one at that. The room was a deep pit over which was slung ropes. Below were pointed stakes and dusty bones revealed the fates of those who had failed. He remembered his shoulder. It was a really trying day. Jumping up he gritted his teeth as he swung upwards so that he hung from the ropes.

The first half seemed ok. he was swapping ropes when the worst happened. The ancient rope snapped and knotted around his ankle. He swing inches from the sharpened stakes. What sicko had dreamt up this test? Aroe had accused his of atrocities and he wished the little runt was here now to see the hell he was going through. Better still he wished the little runt was in his place. He looked at the rope and gently began swinging backwards and forwards. This would either work or he'd make a red mess on the mural on the other side.

 

ooc: I like this part the best. That Darn Aroe, always getting into messes. He's so clueless.

 

Cole somehow stumbled on to where Gharanth was. He saw him swinging on a rope. He looked around for something to help him with.

 

Aroe was walking aimlessly through the forest.

ooc: he's been doing this for hours, people.