Sulvrin
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When it comes to bullets, giving is definately better than recieving
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Post by Sulvrin on Mar 30, 2004 18:36:48 GMT -5
Sulvrin was just sitting on his ship, drinking another booze when Zagur spoke. He then jumped up. “It starts in an hour?” He said joyfully. “Shouldn’t we get going then?” He asked. “You think that that record is good? You got to see what I’ll do at the battle! All those enemies… It’ll be a record for all of Fyia!” He exclaimed. He was so excited that he didn’t want his beer any more. He threw the bottle randomly behind him, but instead of hearing a shatter, he only heard a thud… And then an even louder thud. He looked back to see a dude lying on the ground, unconscious, with a huge bump on his head. “I wonder if that counts toward my record too? Hehehe.” He laughed.
“So… Are we going to go?” Sulvrin asked.
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Post by RayanStiger on Mar 31, 2004 18:56:28 GMT -5
Zagur stood motionless and silent, until his dark voice addressed Sulvrin again. “Though your skill is undeniable, you have never before experienced the destructive power of war. This will be a far greater battle than anything you have previously encountered. Do you believe that you are ready for the battle to come?”
The leather strap holding Medraeigus to Zagur’s shoulder clicked. Zagur spun his sword about with great whooshing and held it in front on him in a defensive stance. His eyes glowed a darker hue than normal as he gleamed at his disciple Sulvrin.
“If you believe that you are ready, prove yourself. Engage me in combat, and then I shall know how much power you TRULY possess.”
Zagur stood firm, facing Sulvrin with a granite expression. This was a test- a test to see if Sulvrin could prove himself capable of the greater challenge lying ahead. Zagur did not move so much as an inch with any part of his body; he remained stiff with his attention wrapped about Sulvrin as he waited for his pupil to make the first move of the training battle.
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Sulvrin
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When it comes to bullets, giving is definately better than recieving
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Post by Sulvrin on Apr 1, 2004 20:46:10 GMT -5
Sulvrin just sat on the ship as he listened to Zagur. “So you think I’m not good enough?” He asked, standing up. Seeing that Zagur wanted to test him, Sulvrin picked up his axe. I must prove myself now. If I can stand against him, I can stand against anyone! He thought as he prepared to fight.
As Zagur stood there motionless, Sulvrin started spinning his axe rapidly. He slowly approached Zagur and then violently slashed diagonally to the right at Zagur. Zagur immediately thrust out his sword and blocked the axe. The weapon's collision sent a shower of sparks flying through the air. With great speed, Sulvrin slashed upward in the opposite direction with the bottom half of his axe. Zagur slammed Medraeigus downwards, shooting up dozens more sparks as the grinding metal of their weapons locked.
Sulvrin leapt back for a second, and then rushed forward, putting much energy into it, slashed viciously at Zagur with a horizontal spin.
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DoubleX
Warrior
Charlie Foxtrot
First I giveth, then I taketh away...
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Post by DoubleX on Apr 7, 2004 18:09:01 GMT -5
((OOC - Sorry for the super-lateness, I'm also changing DoubleX's name to Ziedrich))
"Very well then sir." Ziedrich opened a rift and stepped through, closing it behind him.
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He stepped out of the other end, again closing it behind him. He strode out onto the gigantic airship's main deck only to see people running around preparing for the operation. He made his way past several support wires and a goup of men prepping an air-to-air missle launcher. Ziedrich finally arrived at the command superstructure and climbed his way to the top, where the captain was.
Captain scourge was standing at the huge window, staring out over the deck, watching his crew work.
"Scourge. I'm to accompany you throughout the mission, by order of Sarmir himself."
((OOC - I don't know if you want to control Scourge yourself or should I?))
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Post by RayanStiger on Apr 16, 2004 21:30:57 GMT -5
Zagur’s stormy blue eyes began to turn a darkish-blue as Sulvrin closed in on him. He slid back with great speed, evading Sulvrin’s axe, and whirled his blade about like a wrathful storm. The clashing sound of their weapons resounded again and again as Medraeigus and Suldridvinath exchanged blows. Zagur was slowly pushing Sulvrin back with his continual barrage of powerful blows with his sword. Sulvrin, growing ever more confident of his abilities, whirled his axe about in great deadly spirals, glancing Zagur’s blows away, while lashing back with utter speed and ferocity. Zagur spun his blade with incredible strength, checking Sulvrin’s massive chain of attacks.
Suddenly, Zagur leapt back, and brought his sword horizontal to his eye level, holding it close to his face. A slight smirk grew upon his lips as he gazed at his apprentice. Sulvrin fought with more skill in each encounter between them. Zagur had tested him in combat twice before since he met him two years ago. He knew that Sulvrin had great potential. Not only did he have great skill with his axe, but also with a vast variety of other weapons. Most importantly of all, Sulvrin was growing ever more powerful, vicious, and capable of battling alongside Zagur on the field of combat. He was even more unrelenting in battle than Zagur was.
[glow=purple,2,300]I am greatly anticipating the powerful warrior he will soon become…[/glow] Zagur thought. He remained in his fighting stance, waiting to see what method his disciple would use to continue the fight. [glow=purple,2,300]Come…show me your power.[/glow]
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Sulvrin
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When it comes to bullets, giving is definately better than recieving
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Post by Sulvrin on May 18, 2004 17:32:02 GMT -5
As Zagur paused, Sulvrin paused also, holding his axe in front of him with one hand. Then, clenching it with the other also, he lifted his shiny, black axe above his head. Sulvrin then slammed it down violently, nearly missing Zagur, and making a deep slice into the floor. He ripped the axe out of the floor, and prepared for the next strike. Instantly, Sulvrin quickly spun his axe once and violently slashed upward with the bottom part. Just as he finished that, he sliced downward with the top half. The clashing sound of Zagur’s huge sword and Sulvrin’s axe colliding, resounded through the whole hanger.
Now a crowd started to gather around the two. So before he did his next attack on Zagur, with one sweep of his axe, Sulvrin sliced through a few of the people standing behind him. After that, the crowd immediately dissipated, but most still watched from farther away and from behind ships. NOW they all are staring to fear me. Took em long enough! Sulvrin thought before finishing up the little skirmish. Finally, Sulvrin drew back and forcefully stabbed one of the extremely sharp points at Zagur.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jul 4, 2004 15:33:43 GMT -5
Zagur slammed his blade down as Sulvrin’s axe was thrust at him. He held Suldridvinath in lock, deflected downwards, with Medraeigus above it and extremely close to Sulvrin’s body. After holding their weapons in place, Zagur said, ”Enough. I see now the power you have acquired,” and then returned Medraeigus to his shoulder with a click of his leather strap. “Now, the time for battle has come. Follow me,” Zagur told Sulvrin, and turned about, walking towards the two figures in the corner.
The first was Admiral Scourge. He was clothed completely in black, from pants, to gloves, shirt, boots- even the eye patch on his left eye. Scourge’s visible eye was a vile purple, like a wicked flame. A smirk marked his lips, hardly visible to the human eye, and a scar marred his forehead. Next to Scourge was his hired bodyguard, sent to accompany him by Sarmir. Yet he gave little attention to Ziedrich; his gaze was fixed upon Zagur as he approached, with his disciple Sulvrin behind him.
Scourge stared at him intently, as Zagur stood before him, silent and strong. At last he said, “You are the ‘Master of Death’ that Sarmir spoke of?” Zagur’s gaze pierced into Scourge’s. “It is as you say. My pupil and I are ready for the battle ahead, and simply await the opportunity to demonstrate our power to you.”
Scourge’s smirk became more readily visible. “Very well. I shall lead you to your craft- we have made for you your own airship to destroy the enemy from any way you should desire.” He then turned at last to Ziedrich. “…As for you, do as you were ordered. However, I shall not need your escort. But all the same…”
Scourge opened the vertically opening door beside him, which led to the airship-landing zone, and entered it. He led Zagur and the others through the long, winding corridor, until they reached Zagur’s custom made airship. It was black and strong- perfect for the “Master of Death.”
“Here it is,” Scourge said as they stood before it. “You shall be accompanied by some of my men to pilot it for you. I suspect that you will cause more destruction if you don’t have to bother trying to fly.” With that, he left Zagur and headed towards his own airship.
“The time has come,” Zagur told Sulvrin. “Now you must demonstrate the power you have shown me to the enemy. You must choose your actions for yourself from here on. Choose wisely.” Having given his instructions to his disciple, Zagur boarded his airship. The engines soon began to hum as the Shurnon soldiers accompanying Zagur slowly lifted the airship into the air. With a load roar, flames shot out of the engines, and the airship flew off into the horizon, with a host of other Shurnon craft nearby, towards the destination of Corvina’s capital.
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DoubleX
Warrior
Charlie Foxtrot
First I giveth, then I taketh away...
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Post by DoubleX on Jul 6, 2004 22:19:19 GMT -5
((Changed his name to Ziedrich.))
Ziedrich stood tall, arms folded. He eyed Zagur suspiciously, scanning him head to toe. Ziedrich had only seen Zagur once but knew full well of his great reputation for he was the one to cause the great destruction in the mountains. The admiral and Zagur's conversation continued, forcing him to smirk slightly at the "Master of Death" comment.
Ziedrich followed as Scourge led Zagur and his assistant to their ship, a beauty it was, but nothing compared to that of other galaxies he had visited.
“…As for you, do as you were ordered. However, I shall not need your escort. But all the same…”
...Bad enough following Sarmir around. I can do more on the battlefield...But I have my own agenda...
Zagur and his assistant boarded their ship and Ziedrich followed Scourge to the Bridge of the flagship. He quietly leaned against the wall as Scourge went about his work.
Zero hour is near...
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