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Ike

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  1. Ike

    Eneraith City: Dragon Rising

    The horizon was covered in crimson red and tawny yellow, spewing towards Elias and his allies a seemingly never-ending supply of foes to face. Wave after wave, professional soldiers and cultists hit against their line like angry waves in a storm, never giving them the time to even breathe. Individually, they were frail, unskilled barely posing a challenge. But they were coming at them in mass, and with the areal support of a mighty dragon no less. Leaving most of the ground enemies to him, Dryston and Kumo focused their attention on the dragon. But while the demon-kid had no problem getting to it and fighting it as best he could, he noticed Dryston wavering in the air, his beast growing more hesitant the farther up it flew. Soon enough, it plunged back down and out of sight, into the forest. What is he doing? Elias thought as his shield bashed against a file of cultists as he charged, while his sword slashed anyone that was standing on his right. That man better not be deserting the battle. A few moments later, it hit him. Lorial was not there either, and neither was Forest nor Azriel. My plans have gone to shit. Again. Elias had put all his eggs in one basket by hoping his non-human allies' sheer power could at least hold off the main body of the army while the rest of them could focus on more vital targets. Yet now it was only him, whatever was left from the town garrison and Richter and his crew fighting. Everybody else was out of the picture. Fuck. A mace escaped Elias' notice and bashed him on his right side and he quickly cut down the cultist wielding it. The veteran had been in hundreds of battles during his lifetime. Not all were victories, and this one didn't seem like one either. "Brace!" A man shouted from behind Elias. He immediately ducked, raising his shield, and a torrent of fire rained from above him, burning friend and foe alike to a crisp. The second the fire had waned enough, Elias sprang back up and began fighting again. He was doing a rather decent job occupying possibly hundreds of footmen at a time, but unless someone from the party had a concrete plan with which to end the battle, the paladin didn't really see a way out. He could only fight for so long.
  2. Ike

    The Learning Thread

    The silent majority indeed. But hey, at least this president is much, much less of an interventionist than Clinton and her posse, almost reminds me of the non-interventionist US in most of its pre-WWI years. So that's good news.
  3. Ike

    The Learning Thread

    True. I always forget about those guys.
  4. Ike

    Dragon Rising (OOC)

    Right-o
  5. Ike

    The Learning Thread

    Morale of the story; arguing with people on the internet is pointless
  6. Ike

    The Twilight Zone (OOC)

    So does that mark the end of the RP?
  7. Ike

    Dragon Rising (OOC)

    Yeah I'd prefer that
  8. Ike

    Dragon Rising (OOC)

    Then how is it already my turn?
  9. Ike

    Dragon Rising (OOC)

    Wait is it only the three of us posting? :o
  10. Ike

    The Twilight Zone (OOC)

    So, wrap-up?
  11. Ike

    Eneraith City: Dragon Rising

    Hidden in a bush about 30 yards away from where the small cultist congregation stood, right outside the forest, Elias was ready to spring into action. There were twenty-five cultists, and Elias' was hoping he could finish all of them off before any of them could scamper off and alert the rest. He gave a few silent hand signals, pointing at different parts of the areas where the others were hidden and then back at the cultists. He'd hoped the others would remember what the signals meant and act accordingly. A few moments later, two cultists instantly fell, an arrow penetrating each of their heads. The expert archer that traveled as a performer with the troubadours understood it, at least. Alerted, all the cultists faced their dead comrades, giving Elias the opportunity to spring from the bush and charge at them, shield raised in front of him and sword pointing forward. With a loud thud, the cultist closest to Elias was knocked to the side, stunned, and a second later, a gory and crunching noise signaled another cultists being impaled. With powerful slashes left and right, Elias cut through three more cultists, before expecting back-up from the other party members. Soon enough, all of the cultists were wiped-out. The surprise attack was successful thanks to the tips given by the troubadours, who had then agreed to help them eliminate their pursuers. "Great, that should be all of them. While the others are taking care of the dragon, we'll be able to eradicate all the cultists if we continue taking them out group by group." Barely after Elias finished speaking, an arrow whizzed by his ear and lodged itself in a tree behind him. Looking up, Elias realized a hail of arrows was released in their direction, bound to bit them in only moments. "Take cover!" he yelled, raising his shield above his person and feeling the impact of every arrow as it landed on it. The feeling was eerily similar to that of being hidden inside a house or a shed on a rainy day. When the first volley ended, Elias looked ahead and saw, in the horizon, long files of men approaching, in an organized cadence that could only be military. Among the crowd of soldiers were also robed men; the cultists. "That fuckin' Count and his fuckin' army..."Elias looked behind him, hoping Kumo, Azriel or Jacen hadn't once again run off to go on some ridiculous spiritual quest, "Lads, I've seen your power and I'm confident that we'll have a chance if you don't throw this down the shitter." The confidence he had in their fighting power was, however, short-lived. One wing, then another, then a large scaled body appeared from under the horizon, in all the glory and majesty Elias distinguished weeks earlier. Their plan has always assumed that the soldiers, cultists and the dragon would be separated, so that they could fight each threat separately. Only recently, they'd hoped the cultists were clustered in little groups. I guess it's true what they say. Assuming really did make an ass of me.
  12. Ike

    Dragon Rising (OOC)

    Alright I'll wait for your post then :)
  13. Ike

    Dragon Rising (OOC)

    Sorry took me a while to respond to this, yesterday I was at a wake after getting off work, up until 10pm. Barely even used my computer. So I wouldn't mind posting if everyone is ok with a cutaway to the dragon/cultist fight, since the thread has been lacking in terms of action.
  14. Ike

    Moral Question #3 - Ageless

    Yeah I was gonna mention space travel, too. But you're right. I failed to consider the welfare of humanity over the long term. Although, there are lots of factors we also have to consider. Maybe with the advanced technology we'd be organised enough to not have shortages in food and water, and gas would be obsolete by then. After all, there's so much arable land we're not using right now, and so much food which could've fed millions that's going to waste every year.
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