Post by Yeramo Darkheart on Jan 4, 2007 10:49:08 GMT -5
((Ok. I have been working quite sometime on this RP. If you are to post here, i will absolutly not tolerate ANY non-rp post. If you are to reply in this RP, it must be 100% serious. I'm hopeing that this RP will start a chain of RPs. (to help better expand the main storyline in Avalon. Also, I'm asking that for this RP, i will be needing Leshana, Venger, and Amroth for this RP. The rest of you are more then welcomed to join in.)
::The sun rises high over Avalon. It was a pleasant summer day. The people were going about their daily lives as they had always done. It has been about a week since Lord Yeramo Darkheart had disappeared from Avalon, and not a word has been heard from him since. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Near the large hill over-looking Avalon's capital city, a shadowy figure dressed in a long brown cloak that was torn and scratched. Holding a withered staff in his right hand, the figure scans the city. Soon, the figure raises his left arm out of his cloak revealing a dark, decaying fleshy hand. Then, it slowly moves it's hand forward as it slowly speaks in a dark, demonic voice, "Go my children, bring me the ones I seek. tear the city down if you have to do it. With that, surrounding the figure appeared on the ground small, dark shadows. From these shadows one by one appeared black shades. They were ghost-like spectors with no true form. They were as black as night, and the only facial feature they had were small, yellow glowing eyes. They were almost transparent. The shades made their way from the hill and toward the city massing into a huge force. As the figure watched them advance to the city, he said to himself, "Soon. Lets just hope that this draws her out." From behind the figure, in the shadows of the nearby trees, appeared another figure. The only thing that could be seen was the outline of the second figure's body. The second figure's eyes glew a demonic red. Meanwhile, the shades enter the city. They begin to attack every living thing they see turning the city into chaos. The villagers called for the Avalonian knights to aid them. They came, and the shades tear them apart peice-by-peice, showing no sign of remore for neither man, women, nor child. They rip their way into the city making their way to its center in attempts to reach the castle. Back on the hill, the first figure looks back at the second figure and nods. Then the second figure disappears as the first one makes his way into the city, escorted by two shades on each of his sides. They Several minutes later, they managed to make it to the center of the city. There, they all of a suddened stopped. There, the figure met up with the countless shades gathered, and there they waited.::
::The sun rises high over Avalon. It was a pleasant summer day. The people were going about their daily lives as they had always done. It has been about a week since Lord Yeramo Darkheart had disappeared from Avalon, and not a word has been heard from him since. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Near the large hill over-looking Avalon's capital city, a shadowy figure dressed in a long brown cloak that was torn and scratched. Holding a withered staff in his right hand, the figure scans the city. Soon, the figure raises his left arm out of his cloak revealing a dark, decaying fleshy hand. Then, it slowly moves it's hand forward as it slowly speaks in a dark, demonic voice, "Go my children, bring me the ones I seek. tear the city down if you have to do it. With that, surrounding the figure appeared on the ground small, dark shadows. From these shadows one by one appeared black shades. They were ghost-like spectors with no true form. They were as black as night, and the only facial feature they had were small, yellow glowing eyes. They were almost transparent. The shades made their way from the hill and toward the city massing into a huge force. As the figure watched them advance to the city, he said to himself, "Soon. Lets just hope that this draws her out." From behind the figure, in the shadows of the nearby trees, appeared another figure. The only thing that could be seen was the outline of the second figure's body. The second figure's eyes glew a demonic red. Meanwhile, the shades enter the city. They begin to attack every living thing they see turning the city into chaos. The villagers called for the Avalonian knights to aid them. They came, and the shades tear them apart peice-by-peice, showing no sign of remore for neither man, women, nor child. They rip their way into the city making their way to its center in attempts to reach the castle. Back on the hill, the first figure looks back at the second figure and nods. Then the second figure disappears as the first one makes his way into the city, escorted by two shades on each of his sides. They Several minutes later, they managed to make it to the center of the city. There, they all of a suddened stopped. There, the figure met up with the countless shades gathered, and there they waited.::