Realms--Official RP

[GigaRidley]

"No...we... aren't..."
Siana wobbled and fell on the ground, unconcious.
"SIANA!!! This isn't good, she's losing blood too fast."
Richand turned to the stranger.
"Look, do you know anything about getting a bullet out of the body?"

 

[CG_Reaper]

Zanaku jumped out of the tree infront of the strangers and said ," whats in it for me"?

 

[GigaRidley]

"I have some money. Just please, help her!!!"

 

[CG_Reaper]

"Are you against the Destry"?

 

[GigaRidley]

"Yes! Look, we don't have time!!! Can you help her or not???"

 

[CG_Reaper]

Zanaku walked uo to Siana and grabed her shoulder to hold it still. He then with lightning speed stuck his pointer and middle finger into the wound and out. He had the bullet inbetween is fingers. He dropped it and looked to Richand and said ," better ".

 

[GigaRidley]

Richand sighed gratefully.
"Thank you so much."

 

[bayne]

IC
"Well taking the bullet out is all well and good but its useless if you don't clean and bandage the wound" Said Drake who was hanging up side down form a tree above them.
Drake had heard crossbow shots behind him and had decided to investigate. He had been spying on group for a few minits and decided they need his help.
He dropped down next to them and ripped of a piece of his cape.
"Your from the Zamikios family right" Said Drake to Richand . "I need to do that water move of yours, god I can't remember what its called. Any way I need it on a small scale because I need really clean water to clean the wound."

 

[GigaRidley]

"Right, good idea. Tower of Aquarius!"
Richand controlled the spell so that only a small spout of water bubbled up from the ground, which cleaned the wound. Richand turned to the two newcomers.
"Who ARE you two?"

 

[bayne]

Drake used the clean water and cleaned the wound. He then used a bit of his torn cape and wrapped the wound.
"Well I don't much about this guy but me.... i'm just that guy who you see around a lot, usually at bad times." Drake stood up and looked around.
"Okay she should be fine but she will need rest."

 

[The Storm]

Sekhmet was making his way back towards Destry at a slow pace. He was very worn from the battles, but his power was, as usual, quickly returning.

Heh, stupid fools... he thought, They were more trouble then they were worth....but I corrected the problem...I killed Jacob. I killed the warrior I gave life to...and he fulfilled his purpose...I tested my limits, and faced off against another great warrior, while fighting nearly three more at the same time...

A knight rode upon horseback and greeted Sekhmet, "Hello Sir Sekhmet, the Lord Storm has sent me to retrieve you from your mission. There has been a slight change of plans. He wants you to return to Destry as soon as possible."

"Why thank you, grunt." Sekhmet retorted, "then I shall take your horse." Sekhmet took out Orpheus and slashed the knights throat. After he fell off,Sekhmet procceeded to get on said horse.

The knight spat blood, unable to speak.

"The best way to control people is through fear," Sekhmet told him, "So, you made Destry one man stronger today." He then turned and rode off, leaving the soldier to die.

After a while of riding, Sekhmet appeared back at the border of Drosin and Destry, the sight of the battle. While striding amidst the blood and dust, he heard a conversation in the distance. He turned, and there was a vast forest that the noise was coming from. Perhaps they fled into here?

Sekhmet listened more intently and even though he could not make out the words, he could hear them. He recognized a voice, Richand ZAMIKIOS! Sekhmet was enraged that Storm had not killed him, but quickly was delighted with the chance to kill him again.

"Well, until that time, here is my parting gift, Richand," he said malevolently. He aimed both arms at the brush in the forest, and blasted an exorbitant multitude of lightning into it, causing most parts of the forest to catch on fire simultaneously, one after the other. Soon, most of it was scorching.

"Goodbye, Richand! Till next time!" he yelled, loud enough so Richand could hear him. He then took off on horseback towards Destry.

As he entered his chambers, a guard approached him. "Sir, Orders!?"

"Pass the word message," he said, "I need to talk with Seth."

 

[Shadow*91]

time to introduce my new character!

IC:
"Knight to E3" A servent moves the knight exactly as told.
"Hm...Queen to B6" The servent again moves the peice as told. The three men were in a Grand Hall full of statues depicting figures of long lost times. Two of the men were playing chess while a servent moved the peices as told. "It's your move Seth."

A man in had been planning for a few minutes before, "Rook to H7. Checkmate." The servent moved the peice and indeed it was checkmate. Seth had one his 10th game in a row. "Well my friend, would you like to play again?" The man shook his head, "No thanks. I'm done losing for today. If you don't mind I will go home now." Seth stood up and shook his hand, "Not at all. You are a good challenge. When you wish to face me again, you know where I am." The servent went to open the door and once he did, a messenger ran in. "Exscuse me Lord Covull. Lord Sekhmet requests your presence."

"Well it seems I'm needed. Please come again sometime. You know the way out?" Seth left the man and his servent while the messenger ran ahead to announce his coming.

Sekhmet, my friend, what would I be needed for in this long war? I doubt it is a friendly meeting. We haven't had one of those in weeks. As Seth drew close to Sekhmets chamber, the servent announced his presence. "Lord Covull has arrived, sir." Seth walked in with a solemn look on his face. "Hello Sekhmet. What may I help you with, friend?"

 

[The Storm]

"Ahh, Seth Covull, my dear friend," said Sekhmet as he heartily grasped Seth's hand and gave him a courteous hug. "Well, as you can see from my torn clothing and tattered power level, I was in quite a ruckus with a few travellers. Oh, and i killed my grandson, finally. I told you about him before, if you recall."

Sekhmet then sat down and gave Seth a gesture towards an adjacent empty chair. "I also found another, one whom I beleive you are familiar with. The only living child of Lloyd Zamikios, Richand Zamikios lives."

 

[Shadow*91]

"Ah, him" Seth took his seat. "From what I recall he is quite rebellius. A bit to much like his father for his own good. And the young Telophile is dead? I thought you wanted to recruit him? Probably said no and attacked, eh? Either way everything is moving along as planned. The question is whose plan we follow?"

 

[The Storm]

"Exactly, even though the Telophile refused induction to our ranks, his death was forseen by us...but, an unexpected thing has occured." He looked at Seth intently. "I have convinced the God of Power, Horus, to join our cause. In doing so, I have gained access to his powers."

"Zamikios however, is not as much of a problem as one may think. His little girlfriend, however, is a Padawan magician. Even so, her powers will grow, I can feel it. If not for her, I would have killed him by now if not for her, the girl has the power of rage."

"Anyways, everything so far has done so according to our wishes. My so called "death", the appearance of the Telophile, even now, we understand that a small rebel force is planning an attack in that pathetic S country...I think, we come up with a new plan. The survival of the Zamikios gene was not in our original calculations...what is your approach?"