Michael’s Comments (group member since Nov 24, 2008)

Michael’s comments from the More RPG! group.

(i really wish other people would get on too...)

"are we prepared to leave?" inglades asked restlessly.

inglades readied his warhorse for a journey. he wore only traveler's leather armor, a dark tabard with the emblems of his knighthood, a heavy cloak and tough traveling gear. he took a sword, of polished steel, that was narrow towards the eagle claw shaped cross guard, and widened near the tip, then tapered into an extremely sharp tip.

"so, are we going to prepare for the journey, or do i have to buy the supplies and take the money from you later?" inglades joked. "come on. let's go."

"very well. if you have any questions for me later, you need only ask." dalamar whispered. inglades walked over to the group, greeting scorch cheerfully.

"i see your eyes upon me, scorch. what is it you wish to know?" dalamar replied to scorch's unspoken question.

dalamar looked up with a sardonic grin. "it seems master inglades and lady erica have kindly decided to join us."

inglades walked with erica back to the tower. he sighed as he saw a small group of people, scorch and the strange elves, walk towards them.

"so you're going north? i suppose i should come to." a sudden thought struck him "where is inglades?"

dalamar walked down the dark hallway, his robes barely rustling in the quiet. he heard voices in the distance, and rounding a corner, saw sindelian and scorch walking down a hallway. he approached them with a greeting

(wow, it is)

Jordan♫ wrote: "Sindelian walked up to Du Ebirithil and said, "Master, I would like your permission to, as part of her training, take Du Varden on a diplomatic mission north, to meet with the Knights of Solamnia."..."
(he's a knight of the sword...) inglades stepped in to the clearing, surprised to see erica. she looked troubled. "are you all right, erica?" he asked in concern.

inglades woke from a troubled sleep, his brow wet with sweat. after several minutes, his frantic heartbeat slowed somewhat and he got up, buckling on his sword belt. over that he wore a gray cloak, the better to slip through the woods without being seen.

nihl flicked his wrist, sending several metal disks from his wrist mounted lanvarok, hitting cin and sasha hard.

nihl sidestepped, spinning in a flurry of bladework. cin's green blade caught it as it was about to hit sasha.

nihl fought defensively, giving ground to the furious jedi, biding his time, waiting for his chance.

***
cin ran after sasha, his green saber casting eerie shadows over his face

nihl felt the energy surge through him, and he staggered back. his saber remained ignited as he rolled back and came up in the doorway through he had entered.

with a flash of red, nihl's saber crossed with sasha's.

nihl's lightning quick mind scanned the situation, which was turning against him quickly. he held his hand palm up, and raised it quickly, smirking under his mask as shards of ice followed his hand up. he flicked his wrist, and they spun in a defensive whirlwind around him, giving him enough time to reignite his saber. he swore, and started cutting himself out of the ice.

nihl's saber flashed in a blur of red light, hitting most of the shots. not all of them, he noticed, feeling a stinging pain in his leg. he opened himself to the pain, letting it course through his body, feeding his anger, feeding his power. "you'll regret that" he gasped in rage.