My LEGO Nexus Organization

 Please, create characters. I need them, and I'll be on a constant acceptance for more. Feel free to join. :)

Property of Mahri828: Do not copy without the permission of myself.


Buried deep within the burned and defaced history of Arulen, legends lay. Whispering, and waiting. They speak of an age long past, where the kingdom was ruled by just men and women, people who died fighting enemies with their last breath. This in no more.
 The people had believed that their heros could protect them. And they were right; the Heroes were strong, and they fought loyally, defending until their last breath. Until the purging.
 One of the younger Heroes, Kelsier, abandon the chivalry of the rest, and turned to darkness to achieve his dream. From the deeps, he brought forth an army of shadows and screams, and destroyed the Heroes that were so renowned for their prowess in battle. This was the end of the second age...
 Few heros escaped the purge. Those that did fled into the mountains, not out of cowardice, but out of respect. Heroes had to live on. Something is coming. Now, we come to the third age. The great age. The Age of Heroes.

Rules:

1. Label your posts with IC and OOC as long as you're in the actuall RPG. No need to worry about it in the discussion topic.

2. Obey all forum rules.

3. You cannot kill other players characters without permission from that player.

4. No "Leet". It's not allowed, and as such, shouldn't be in here.

5. No going crazy and destroying enemies that should crush you, and no destroying entire legions of enemies for now. That's for when you join the Brotherhood. However, until you join a faction, you need to realize that your power is minimal. It's once you "graduate" that you start getting to be strong.

6. Don't ask for recaps if you missed one page, which you should all already know. =P If you missed a bunch, it's fine, just don't go overboard. If you can read it faster than someone can reply, you should read it. =P

Punishments:

 Not that I like to hand them out, but if you break the rules, these will be inforced. :/

1. Simple PM warning
2. Temporary power decrease, and a second PM warning.
3. Public warning, major power decrease, and a major wound.
4. Two day suspension
5. Character death and one week suspension. You may create a new character after the end of the week.
6. All you characters are put on the "most wanted" list for the Hero's, and you're screwed. You're banned until I see fit to let your guys come out of hiding.
7. Mass slaying of all your characters, and you are permanetly banned from this RPG.


Locations:

Mountains: This is where all the heros currently are. It's a hard life, but it makes for good people.
Arulen: This is the entire kingdom. As of right now, it is the boundary line, but eventually, other nations and areas will open up.


Factions


Heroes: Every hero has a special ability that reflects an aspect of their characteristic. Part of their training is to bring this part of them out; without it, they're much more normal than most would imagine. Remember, when you start, you're just a kid that started training to become a fighter. Pretty much everyone in the RPG can disarm and destroy you in less than a minute. That's just for the very start though.
 The Heros are broken into multiple groups for life training; as are the following


Rangers: Rangers are trained for stealth and accuracy; they have uncanny skill with bows and knives, and generally stay at a distance, though they're still rather proficient at close combat. Ranger's use bows, small weapons, and throwing knives.

Guardians: Guardians sacrifice their speed for strength. Even the strongest shield will shatter from the blow of a Guardian. They're huge warriors with a strictly close range combat training. Guardians strictly use heavy, destructive, two handed weapons.

Strikers: Strikers got their name from they're purpose; they are the main attack force for Heros. They're lightning fast, and they have no mercy. Strikers primarily wield medium weaponry, and/or two weapons at a time.

The Brotherhood: These are the elite of the elite. These are the people that make the legends. The brotherhood has been empty for a long time. Anyone can challenge the position to join; you just have to survive their test to become a brother.

 While the different groups train seperately, have seperate camps, and are divided into small regions, you'll still be able to communicate with other characters during your training, just not during the day, unless you've been sent to their region. Night time sneakouts are quite popular. ::)


Profile Sheets: Just fill them out an post them in the discussion topic. You have to wait for me to approve them, and once I have, feel free to start playing the RPG!


User Name:
Character Name:
Age: (For now, everyone must be 12 for the storyline to work; sorry)
Gender: (Male or Female)
Character Personality: (This is important; please, create a good personality description)
Power: (Take your strongest trait, and show what it reflects. Summoning staffs, influencing powers, and perceptive vision (for example) are great. However, flying, super energy balls, and other stuff like that is out of bounds; you have to keep it fair)
Faction: (Ranger, Guardian, or Striker for now)
Weapons: (These depend on your faction)
Character Description: (Either describe or post a reference picture)
Bio: (Simply an upbringing description, but remember; for now, your character is only 12, and can't have gone through any training)

Beginning Story IC

-==IC: Vanon==-

 Vanon Archwing stood on the edge of a stone platform protruding from the windowsill of a long abandoned tower. His eyes were riveted on the heart of Arulen. On the black smoke that rose from it's central city. He gripped the top of the window, fist tightening into a crushing grip. "Are there any survivors?"
The second hooded figure took his place behind Vanon. "Enough."
 Vanon nodded. "They will rebuild in the mountains." The second man inclined his head in agreement. Vanon looked back at the mountain, then towards Arulen again. Kelsier would pay for his deeds. "And you will lead them."
 "What about you Vanon?" The second man questioned.
 "You will see me periodically, as for now..." Vanon blinked away the water that was forming in his eyes. "I have a meeting with the king." He looked at the other man one last time, and slipped off the balcony, rolling to a stop at the ground. He walked into the forest below, and disapeared into the shadows. Vanon, was gone...


Many years later...

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus hurriedly ran to the Chief Advisor's cabin. Today was a big day, and he was late, as par usuall. Today, on the end of the year that he had turned twelve, he was to be selected by on of the faction leaders to join their group. Finally, he was to enter hero training. Stutlus had always wanted to be a Guardian. The big, burly men who could shatter steel with their massive weapons; but deep down, he knew that that could never be. Unless he happened to grow a foot or two in width overnight.

OOC: All right, go ahead and start your characters. You're heading to the Chief Advisor's cabin, so just go ahead and go there. Have fun!

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey looked around, as he ran toward the Chief Advisor's cabin.
I wonder what'll happen today? Trey thought, as he dshed toward the building.

OOC: I have an excuse for any typos: I literally am using a laptop. =P

Also, you made me think of an awesome Guardian idea... >=D

OOC: Guardians in here, or DoaH? =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus waved at Trey as he came hurtling towards the cabin. Looks like I'm not the only one in a rush today...

OOC: Here. I should've mentioned that the name was confusing, but I only just noticed that. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey stopped, and noticed Stutlus, and waved back.
"Hey there." Trey said, as he walked toward the other kid.

OOC: Yeah. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Hey!" Stutlus called back, walking to meet Trey in the middle. "Have you seen Samantha? She's s'pose to be here too."

-==IC: Trey==-

"Not yet. Then again, I only just got to this area; and haven't really been looking around, so... She might be around here somewhere." Trey said, as he looked around.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Suddenly, a "statue" near the cabin began to breathe.  "Use your eyes, boys.  You might actually see something."  She winked, then resumed her frozen pose.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey raised an eyebrow, as he looked at the 'statue', and walked toward it.
"Huh; very nice job with camoflage, Samantha." Trey said with an impressed look.

OOC: Was half tempted to shorten the name, but that might just have resulted in her getting annoyed. =P

OOC: She doesn't usually waste energy getting mad over unintentional things like that; now deliberately flirting with her would make her mad.  Of course, "mad" in her case means getting told off, not attacked; she's very...reserved.

Also, she looks like the blonde-haired Selkie in the first picture of the main article of this page, but normally she wears the outfit of the blonde-haired male Selkie.  Yes, she does own the other outfit. :P

http://finalfantasy.wikia.com/wiki/Selkie

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha acknowledged the comment with a subtle nod and a slight smile, but otherwise remained motionless.

OOC: Mostly just a nickname sort of thing. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"So, what time's the meeting supposed to be, anyway?" Trey asked, as he remembered why they were there.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus frowned at Samantha. "I would've seen you if I'd looked that way..." Then he looked over to Trey. "About the time we get inside."

OOC: =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey chuckled at Stutlus, and then nodded, as he walked toward the building.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha turned around, walked inside the door, stepped out of the way, and resumed her pose.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus jogged briefly to catch up, then walked with Trey. "You may want to walk faster. We're kinda late." He said with a poorly disguised smile. Why did incidents that got him in trouble always make him want to laugh?

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey chuckled at Stutlus once again, and walked into the building, and then took a seat, as he looked toward the front.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus quickly went in behind Trey and took the seat to his immediate right.

-==IC: Chief Advisor==-

 "You're late." Before any of the youths could get in an objection or reason why, the advisor rasied his hand for silence, and continued. "Today you will be sent to your faction groups. I have my recommendations and advice for all of you, but if you wish to go somewhere else, then so be it. So... Let's start with Trey. Which faction do you choose?"

OOC: Just so you guys know, I'll periodically update the story on Vanon. It'll just be at random intervals throughout... for a while. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"I..." Trey started, and thought for a few seconds, as he closed his eyes.
"I choose to join with the Strikers." Trey said, as he slowly opened his eyes.

-==IC: Chief Advisor==-

 The Chief looked at Trey for a few seconds, then glanced to the three people in the back of the room. It seemed quite apparent that they were the three faction leaders. The tall woman on the far right spoke. "Accepted... and well chosen, Master Trey."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus swallowed dryly, and said his part. "I also choose the Strikers." He managed to say quietly. The woman looked him up and down. "Also accepted... And once again, well chosen."

-==IC: Chief Advisor==-

 "Well, that leaves you Samantha. Choose your faction!"

OOC: For some reason, I hear the "Choose your character!" sound from Super Smash Bros Brawl when I see that line. :P

-==IC: Samantha==-
"The logical choice for one with my traits would be the Rangers."

OOC: She's talking about her personality, not her "ability". ;)

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey raised an eyebrow slightly but nodded.
The Rangers have been said to focus a lot on stealth... I would agree with that choice for sure; with her uncanny ability to disguise herself... Trey noted mentally, as he watched.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus leaned over to Trey and whispered. "Scarily quiet, all about logic, and rather boring. She'd fit in great."

-==IC: Ranger Leader==-

 The man in the middle tilted his head a little. "So would it be." He said in a quiet voice of his own. "Accepted."

-==IC: Chief Advisor==-

 The Chief nodded his approval. "Alright. All of you, beds. You report to your faction commanders at seven tomorrow morning."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey decided not to respond to Stutlus' comment, but smirked.
"Well; if her personality fits her faction, I'd be willing to bet the rest of the Strikers have joker personalities." Trey joked, as he walked out of the building.

OOC: I just realized something else... Strikers is something that'll be in DoaH too; after Chapter 5 ends. The only thing that's not even remotely DoaH related is Rangers, and I can fix that easily. =P

OOC: I promise, these ideas actually aren't from DoaH. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus grinned. "I sure hope so. Imagine if everyone was boring."

OOC: =P

OOC: Well, the only way you'd have gotten Strikers is by paying really good attention to the new CO profiles; but... It is still funny. xD

-==IC: Trey==-

"Well, technically that'd make it all the more fun for us if we pulled any pranks on them, but you have a point." Trey pointed out.

OOC: You guys want an immediate timeskip, or do you want to start training, then have a timeskip?

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus grinned even wider. "Yeah. We better get to bed though. Seven in the morning! That's really early."

OOC: When would the timeskip be to? 4 years? =P If the latter, I think maybe a tiny bit of training just to show the vast improvement would be an idea. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded.
"Yeah. The training should be worth it, though."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus mimed taking down and enemy with twin swords in his hands. "Yeah, training'll be cool. I can't wait to get in a fight!"

OOC: Okay, that's what I was thinking too. And I already know what's happening right at the start of the end of the timeskip. =P Just to be clear, when the time skip is through, you still are only 4 years in a 6 year training program. You'll get the gist of why that is relatively soon once the timeskip happens though. =P

OOC: So, how long would we be training for before the timeskip? =P

OOC: Just a couple of days, to show what it is that you're learning, and to kinda explain the purpose of your faction. Also, like you suggested, it'll also show the drastic skill change. I have a great idea to make that happen. >:D

OOC: Drastic Skill Change? You mean the Super Saiyan-type uber power increase? Or how everyone has control over their power?

And I see; that makes sense. Now should we wait for Flipz? =P

OOC: Pretty much you'll be able to actually use a weapon proficiently, and yeah, you'll have control over your powers. As for waiting for flipz, we should be fine without. Girls camp elsewhere, and Samantha doesn't seem all that talkative anyways. =P

OOC: I see... =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey headed back to camp, and went to where he was staying, and then went to sleep.

OOC: There, morning time skip? =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus woke up early in the morning, walked out of his tent, and mechanically started walking towards the Striker camp. He wasn't all that great at mornings.

OOC: =P

-==Story IC: Vanon==-

 At first, Vanon had to shove his way through the crowd. And then they saw him. Everyone shied away from the hooded black clad figure that was walking towards the palace gates. The citizens watched in dead silence as he walked up to the guard, and stood, obviously waiting for him to open the gates.
 The guard-captain spat at Vanon's feet. "What do you want here Archwing?" There was a widening of eyes at this statement. No one spoke to the brotherhood like that... no one.
 Vanon eyed him coldly. "Let me through."
 The guard-captain laughed loudly, and a few of his fellows joined in. "Why would I do that? You see, we don't usually let mangy dogs into the palace." Another chorus of laughter at the hooded figure.
 Vanon was unarmed, and it seemed that the royal guards had noticed. He continued to stare at the captain. "Simple. Let me in, or die trying to keep me out."
 The captain cracked his neck, now dead serious. "You sure? There's eleven of us, and one of you." At his signal, ten other men drew swords. "Now beat it!" He punctuated the line with a backhand blow to Vanon's face.
 Vanon turned his head back towards the captain slowly. "What are you going to do?" The guard laughed again, and this time, he went for a full fledged punch. Vanon grabbed his fist, and twisted his arm just enough so as to not break his arm.
 "Now, one more time. Let me through..."
 The guard spat in his face.

OOC: Last night. ;)  BTW, I'd like you to IC Irina until the timeskip, just because I haven't figure her out 100% yet, and it's hard enough to figure out her role 4 years in the future. ;)

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha quietly disappeared into the shadows.  No one in the camp saw her again until she reappeared outside her tent.  A young girl, perhaps seven or eight years old, ran into her outstretched arms.  She smiled gently and led the child into the tent.  A few minutes later, the lights went out.

OOC: Is Irina the girl? Or am I missing something... By the way, you should know that once Stutlus has been trained, it's going to be next to impossible to hide from him for you, completely impossible for everyone else. You're only hope would be that he didn't look in Samantha's directions.

OOC: Yeah, her little sister.  mentioned in the bio. ;)

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey yawned slightly, but hurried toward where the Striker camp was. Trey looked around, and noticed that Stutlus was pretty much nowhere near the camp, and Trey shook his head but continued onward.
He can be late if he wants. Trey thought, and kept running toward the Striker camp.

OOC: Alright, thanks. Alright here are the faction leader names; for the Strikers - Amy, for the Rangers - Eli. By the way, Stutlus would be ahead of Trey at the moment. =P Just not very awake.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus walked before Amy's tent, (it was obvious it was hers, it had to be at least three times the size of the rest of the Striker tents) and shook his head to wake up. He looked around, and started jumping to stay warm. Seeing as they were both suppose to report at seven, he'd half to wait for Trey...

OOC: Okay then. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey reached the tent, and blinked, as he saw Stutlus at Amy's tent already.
"... How'd you get here already?" Trey asked, as he raised an eyebrow.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus yawned, and blinked at Trey. "I dunno, I must've gotten up earlier than you. You ready?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded, as he was ready.
"Yeah... let's go."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus pushed aside the canvas tent door, and walked in to find Amy sitting down, sharpening one of her swords. "Reporting for duty Miss... umm... What exactly should we call you?"

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy set her sword down beside her along with the sharpening block. "Call me Striker Captain... Until you've finished the basics of your training, then it's just Captain."

-==IC: Trey==-

"Okay then, Striker Captain." Trey said with a nod.
"Where do we start?" Trey asked, as he wasn't sure of that.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy walked to the back of the tent, and swept the top cover off of an assortment of neatly aligned weapons. And there were a lot of them. "You get two. Any two that you want. As you know, here we fight with both hands. So, take your pick."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus walked forward and stared at the dully gleaming weapons. They were quite literally in all shapes and sizes. "Which... Which weapons do you use?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey walked up to the weapon rack, and picked up two knives. He figured those might work for the moment at least.

OOC: Can I get more weapons as the RPG goes on? =P

OOC: Yeah, these are just to kick off your training.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus grabbed two decently long cutlasses from the line. He liked the crossguards, they seemed to fit well in his hand.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy smiled. "I see you two are fond of normal blades, for now at least." She looked at Stutlus. "And as for weapons, I use what both of you chose. Now, let's see what you've got, these blades are dull, so go at it. Just make sure you don't hit anywhere near the neck or head."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey smiled, and then attempted to use his new knife to stab at Stutlus' arm; however, left a very wide opening in doing so.

OOC: This is gonna be fun. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus awkwardly swung his sword how he portrayed most heroes would; he managed to deflect Trey's weapon, but not much else.

OOC: :D

-==IC: Trey==-

In response, Trey aimed a slash at Stutlus quickly, but very clumsily.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus used both swords to clash into the middle of Trey's weapon.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey got slightly pushed back, but noted that since both of Stutlus' hands and weapons were occupied, there was an opening. And he took advantage of that, as he stabbed at Stutlus' shoulder.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 The sword hit Stutlus in the shoulder, and while it wasn't sharp enough to draw blood, it still hurt. "Ow!" Stutlus exclaimed, jumping backwards.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy smiled at both of them. "Not bad, not bad at all. Alright, now both of you, go to the armorer, and he'll give you some plates to prevent that from happening."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded, and walked out of the tent, and then looked around for where the Armourer was.

OOC: Small timeskip here. I don't want to wait for armor. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus tested his full range of movement in his mostly leather armor. "Alright." He looked at Trey, and tested drawing both of his swords. "Wow... You want to go to the trainer now?"

OOC: Just to clarify, pretty much what you do for training is go to each trainers every day. And then you get your assignment from them. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded, as he had tested out the armour himself.
"Yeah; quicker we do that, quicker you might not get hit." Trey joked, as he walked out of the tent.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha stood silently outside the Ranger tent, waiting to be invited inside.

OOC: I'd be nice to Stutlus, he's gonna kick but after the time skip. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus snorted and replied innocently. "I slipped."

OOC: Hey Flipz, you need to enter. You've already been invited. =P

OOC: Mahri: And Trey's gonna be the one who makes sure we don't lose any heroes because they are reckless and think they're invincible; right? =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"Really; slipped on judgement? Two swords against two swords, and you locked both on one." Trey pointed out with a chuckle.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus smirked. "Just wait. First chance I get, I'm gonna get you back."

OOC: Yeah, sure. =P Stutlus is going to initiate the brotherhood joinings though. =P

OOC: ... Wait; is Stutlus a good guy, or bad guy? 0_o

-==IC: Trey==-

"Sure you will." Trey said with a joking tone, as he ran back toward the Captain's tent.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Realizing no one else was coming, she stepped inside to see if her faction leader was already there.

OOC: Good guy, he's the main character. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus ran to catch up to Trey.

-==Story IC: Vanon==-

 Vanon dodged around the last guard, and pushed open the gates as the unfortunate man impaled himself on his comrades still standing sword. Eleven more men dead. The stench of this city was unnerving. In seconds, Vanon was across the courtyard, opening the palace doors. Two more guards tried to stop him; they both recieved the same unfortunate ending as the last.
 After several more guard encounters, Vanon had finally arrived at the Kings quarters. He took a deep breath. The king had brought this upon himself. This had to be done. Vanon kicked down the door, and strode toward the quite startled King, picking him up and slamming up against his throne before anyone could react. "Give me a reason, and I swear, I'll do it..." He said darkly as the King slowly reached for the knife that was concealed under his coat.
 King Horace slowly moved his hand back to his side. He seemed oddly calm for his situation. "I am King Horace IV, I command you to release me Archwing!"
 Vanon reslammed him against the throne, rattling him down to the bone. "Some Heros bow to the King. The Brotherhood bow to no one." He snarled. Horace cowed back slightly, then recovered himself. But it was to late. "You're afraid." Vanon whispered. And the King nodded.

OOC: So how would he be turning people to the Brotherhood? =p

*Looks at the Vanon IC* Okay; I seriously have no clue what side he's on now. =P

OOC: 1. He won't. He'll just be the first to challenge the right to join.

        2. The Vanon IC's are immediately after the purging. Kelsier is still around, and Vanon is the only person who knows what really happened. It'll be explained in the next couple of story IC's. In fact, it should actually be the next one that explains what's going on. =P

OOC: 1. I don't get it, but okay. =P

2. Ooh. I think I understand it a bit more now. So the whole 'army of darkness' thing hasn't happened yet... that's why we have to be good guys for now...

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey reached the tent again, and then entered.

OOC: Yep. =P So pretty much, his story is to show what happened.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy smiled at Trey and Stutlus as they walked into the tent for the second time that day. "Hello boys. I see you've got your armor, so... let's start combat training. You won't be doing much besides learning how to fight for a while, but you'll eventually build up into harder stuff... Alright, who wants to start."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus, eager from his earlier fail with Trey, volunteered instantaneously. "I do."

OOC: I see. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey smirked, but nodded.
"I don't mind him going first." Trey said, interpreting the 'first' to mean one at a time.

-==IC: Amy==-

 "Right. Okay, Stutlus, draw your swords." Stutlus drew both blades a little to quickly, and staggered sideways. Amy corrected him, and then stepped back. "Alright, I want you to do whatever you can to hit me." She said, still smiling. Stutlus didn't move. Amy looked at him. "Any time Stutlus."
 Stutlus looked hesitant. "You haven't taken out your weapons though." Amy just kept on smiling, and motioned for him to attack. Stutlus took a final glance at Trey, then swung both swords from his right side at Amy, who whipped out both her own blades and clashed against his with tremendous force.
 "Again, and faster." She said, smiles gone. She was in fighting mode. Stutlus tried every move he could think of, he slashed from both sides, from underneath, at the legs, trickery; he never even got close. Amy destroyed his every attack with ease, performing what seemed to be a graceful dance. "Harder." Stutlus slammed both blades at Amy as hard as he could, and was suddenly flying forward and Amy was no longer there. "Nice job." She said politely. "Next time, try to make sure you keep your balance. Alright, Trey is it? Your turn."

OOC: Have fun. Your gonna get stomped on. =P

OOC: Hey, one thing, you forget to reply to Flipz' post? =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey raised an eyebrow, drew his knives, and ran forward quickly, as he stabbed out at Amy with on dagger, but then stabbed where he thought she might be the next second. But, was very, very likely to be epically wrong and hit just air.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha waited in silence to be acknowledged.

OOC: Whoops. Sorry Flipz. =P

-==IC: Eli==-

 Eli waited outside the tent, hidden. If Samantha could find him, then she would have the first test over with.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy stood where she was, and flicked her left blade up to send Trey's first knife off course, and spun, leaving his second stab towards empty space.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey raised an eyebrow, and slashed out at Amy with both knives in an 'X' pattern this time.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy casually slipped one blade under the X, broke it, then seperated the blades out to the side and pushed her right one up to Trey's chest. "Again."

OOC: Trey must like raising eyebrows. =P

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha stood in complete silence, listening.  She had the sensation of being watched, a sensation she never ignored.  It was usually true.  Turning her head slightly, she observed the shadows on the surface of the tent.  If any of them moved in an unnatural manner, she would know who was watching her.

OOC: I overuse it just like frowning and nodded... So, what I need to do is smile and wave, boys, smile and wave...

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey frowned slightly, and jumped to the side slightly, and stabbed out with one knife, and slashed upwards with his second knife.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy deflected both blades yet again, and this time retaliated, swinging her blade at Trey's neck at a blurring speed.

OOC: Either block it or don't, it won't hit you either way, but it's your choice. =P

-==IC: Eli==-

 Eli moved ever so slightly to his left, just to give a small pointer. He knew the chances of someone seeing a Ranger that was completely motionless. In fact, he'd never met someone who could.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey's eyes widened, and he brought his knife up to deflect the blow, but in the process, his knife was knocked out of his hand, and buried itself in the ground a little ways away, as Trey frowned slightly.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy held her sword at Trey's neck. "I win." She pulled her blade back, and sheathed her weapons, watching Trey carefully. You never knew. "You both did really good though. Better than when I started." Stutlus stared. It was hard to believe that Amy had once been worse at combat than both of them...

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Thank you." He looked at his twin blades. "So how do I get be as good as you?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey smiled and nodded, as he went to retrieve his dagger.
"Thank you, Striker Captain." Trey said with another smile.

-==IC: Amy==-

 "You're both quite welcome." She smiled back. "And practice, lots and lots of practice. Not to mention working out. I bet you two boys would lose to most girls in an arm wrestle, Trey especially."

OOC: I love controlling the PC characters. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus was just about to protest, when he heard that last bit. Then he just started laughing.

-==IC: Trey==-

A bead of sweat ran down Trey's face, and he sighed, but then paused, and smiled mischievously.
"Why don't we prove that?" Trey asked, as he place his arm on a nearby table while awaiting Amy's answer.

OOC: You brought up arm wrestling. ::)

-==IC: Amy==-

 "Right." Amy said mischeviously. "This'll only take a sec." She sat down across from Trey, and placed her right arm on the table and grabbed his hand. "Stutlus, you're judge."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Alright." Stutlus walked a little closer. "Go."

OOC: I did, did I? =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded, and aimed to send Amy's hand to the other side of the table.

OOC: Knowing his luck? It'll happen. Just not on the side he was hoping for. =P

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy slammed Trey's hand down on her side of the table. Stutlus could swear that he heard all of Trey's bones pop. And from the look on Trey's face, it might have been more than just popping.

OOC: =P

-==Trey==-

Trey looked from Amy to the fact that she won instantly, a look of slight shock on his face.
Okay... While that would likely have been obvious to everyone else, was not expecting that.

OOC: =P

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy released Trey's hand. "Don't worry. I didn't become Captain for nothing you know, it took a little more than brains to take the previous captain's place." She stood up. "Well, I have some appointments to attend to. You two should go to the sparring yard and fight each other for the rest of the day; try to keep it to just clashing blades and no dodging for now though."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Yes Striker Captain." He looked over at Trey. "Let's go!"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded with a smile.
"Thank you, Striker Captain." Trey said, as he exited the tent.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus coughed to hide a laugh.

OOC: =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"And what's that for?" Trey asked, as he had coughed to hide a laugh enough to know when a cough was fake.

OOC: =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Nothing, nothing." Stutlus looked ahead. "Hey, there's the sparring grounds. Let's go."

OOC: You want to try out Trey's power?

OOC: Can I? Also, which part, the normal barriers, or flinging a barrier encased knife? =P(He needs something to generate the barrier around for the barrier toss to work... Again, it's like the Shield Boomerang.)

OOC: Sure, you'll get the opportunity just before we spar. As will I. I wonder who'll make there power look cooler. =P

OOC: But which power? =P

OOC: Whichever you want. =P Just don't make it all the way developed quite yet. =P

OOC: >=D

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey reached the sparring grounds, and looked around.
"Alright then; let's do this." Trey said with a nod.

OOC: Now, how would the need to protect show up in this fight? ... Hmm... Would the Ranger training have finished yet? =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Right." Stutlus said, then drew both his weapons.

-==IC: Bully 1==-

 One of the third year apprentices came up. "Practicing fighting, are we?"

OOC: You see now? =P

OOC: I see. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"Not practicing." Trey stated, as he drew his knives, and prepared for the fight, ignoring the bullies for the most part.

OOC: By the way; if I were the bullies, I'd duck. =P

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha spotted a bit of movement.  At first she thought it was just the wind.  Then she realized the other shadows were moving in the other direction, and this one was no longer moving at all.  Palming her dagger--just in case it wasn't who she thought it was--she casually walked out the entrance to the tent.  Suddenly, she whirled around behind Eli, being careful not to actually touch him--if his instincts were anything like her own, that could be a fatal mistake.  "Hello there," she said in a bit of a deadpan tone.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus whirled around and drew both his cutlasses without going off balance. Hey, I'm getting better at this! "Why?"

-==IC: Eli==-

 Eli smiled. This one would go far. "Hello Samantha." He turned around to look at her. "You did very well just then."

-==IC: Bullies==-

 The first bully laughed, and rolled his shoulders. "How about you put down those swords and practice with us." A second guy walked up and grinned evily, holding a rather wicked whip.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha nodded slightly in acknowldegement of the praise, noting that Eli had likely deliberately given himself away.  She awaited his next instruction, cocking her head slightly to let him know this.

-==IC: Trey==-

"How about you back off?" Trey suggested, as he gripped one of his knives in his hand, and glared at the bullies.

-==IC: Bullies==-

 The first one pulled out both his own swords, while the second cracked his whip. "How about you drop your weapons and do what we tell you."
 Stutlus tried out what he thought was an intimidating pose. "We can take you."
 The first bully laughed, and whipped Stutlus across the face, drawing a long gash across the top of his left eye. He lifted his whip to flay him again....

OOC: I believe now would be a good time to intervene. =P

-==IC: Eli==-

 Eli nodded approval. "Go into my tent, grab the weapons on the desk, and then come back here."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey growled, and stepped forward, as he tossed his knife forward at the bully's arm. Never expecting, of course, the extremely sharp barrier that was generated that turned the knife into a frisbee of doom.

OOC: Heh. Firefox on this doesn't recognize frisbee as a word. =P

OOC: Wierd. =P

-==IC: Bully==-

 The bully stared at his upraised arm, then pulled the knife out, blood falling off. "That's it, you die." He lunged forward to tackle Trey. The second bully twirled his blade. "Let's see if you're any good." He slammed his blades at Stutlus, who quickly put up his own swords to parry.

OOC: Alright, take em' on! =D

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey was about to jump back to dodge, but smirked, and merely stood still, and attempted to slam his elbow into the bully's face.
"Lesson one... Don't dodge." Trey said, with a smirk on his face.

OOC: He's taking that literally. xD

OOC: Go ahead an control your bully.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus prepared to defend, and saw his opponent's move a second before he attacked. Stutlus ducked under an double overhead swing, and kicked the bully in the stomach. "More like, lesson one, dodge." He said quickly.

-==IC: Smantha==-
Samantha nodded, and silently grabbed the weapons.  A moment later, Eli heard a voice behind him, speaking quietly into his ear.  "And...?"

OOC: That's Samantha, just to clarify. ;)

-==IC: Eli==-

 Eli stood stock still. "Go to the yard, and learn how to use them."

OOC: I thought it was. =P

-==IC: Samantha==-
Eli heard nothing, but Samantha was gone.

A few minutes later, Samantha calmly approached the training yard.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey sighed, as the bully with the whip growled, and swung the whip at Trey quickly. Trey, however, blocked the blow... Just not with normal methods. A barrier had appeared in the shape of a shield around the arm with Trey's knife, which blocked the attack.
"Huh?"

OOC: It's more complex, but I need both weapons for it right now. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 The bully went in for a second attack, and Stutlus again knew exactly what was going to happen before it did. He blocked the attack, then retaliated with a hard swing at what seemed to be a flawed section on each weapon. He had no idea how he knew he just did. Both of the bully's blades snapped off an inch above the hilt. He stood agape at what had just happened.

OOC: Hey Flipz, don't kill them, but you're free to finish them off. =P

OOC: Will these guys become like Kai? =P

No IC, because I want someone to react to me summoning a barrier from nowhere. =P

OOC: What happened to Kai? =P And okay, I'll do something. Stutlus is a little shocked too, he just broke that guys swords. =P

-==IC: Bully 1==-

 The bully who'd just had his swords broken backed up a step and stared. His friend seemed to be in just as much trouble. "What... What the **** is going on here?"
 The second bully also started backing away. Two new guys... and they fight like they're in their third year... "Well, we were just seeing how good you guys were, see ya later!" He said rather quickly, backing away even more.

OOC: Flipz, Flipz, Flipz, Flipz, YAY! =P

OOC: He was the food fighter/bully in the Prologue of DoaH. Hated Kaze and the others very much.

and now he fights alongside them. Figure that. =P

-==Trey==-

Trey had raised and eyebrow, but then smirked.
"What are you running away?" Trey asked, with a slight chuckle.

OOC: Nah, these two are just bullies. =P But who knows? If someone joins, maybe they could've been these two. =P

-==IC: Bullies==-

 The first one laughed. "We aren't, we're just... ummm.. uh.. " He looked to his friend. "We were just going to our class, right?" His friend nodded quickly in agreement.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus both his swords a small twirl like he'd seen the bully do eariler. "Yeah... Who said we're finished here?"

OOC: Alright, now we just need Flipz to put an arrow right next to em', and we're good. =P

OOC: Blasted server errors!  Let me try this again.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha saw two bullies attacking Trey and Stutlus, and she saw the Strikers'...unusual skill.  Interesting...
As the bullies backed away, she smiled.  Perfect.  Give me a clear shot, why don't you-- Then she noticed the lit lanterns nearby.  A wrong throw would knock them down, and perhaps set the whole camp on fire.  She cursed mentally--she couldn't let them get away, but she couldn't risk hitting the lanters, either--and yet, somehow, she knew she could make the shot.  On impulse, she picked up a smooth stone from the ground.  When she looked up again, she almost gasped--she could see exactly the path the stone would take!  Not wasting any more time, she flicked her wrist and let loose with the stone.

The stone spun through the air, bounced from a fencepost, then the steel ring of a wooden barrel...and finally striking the two bullies in the head in succession, with more than enough force to knock them out.  The stone, to her surprise, bounced one final time, off a tree trunk, and landed right back where it started--in her still-outstretched hand.  The entire flight had taken seconds.  The bullies stood, frozen for a moment...and then slumped to the ground, unconscious.

"Can't you two do anything without me?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey turned and looked at Sam with his mouth open in shock and awe.
"Nice throw." Trey said, unintentionally ignoring her question for that particular moment.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "You'll notice they were backing away." Stutlus grinned, pretending to be thouroughly unimpressed, "And that that one's blades are broken."

-==IC: Trey==-

"Was still pretty cool though." Trey said, acting the opposite of Stutlus; as he was thoroughly impressed. He just wasn't pretending that.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus rolled his eyes, then reluctantly agreed. "How'd you throw like that?"

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha actually smiled at Trey's comment, but quickly resumed her normal expression.  "I don't really know, I just...knew what to do."  She paused.  "So?  Are we going to train or not?"

-==IC: Trey==-

"Sure." Trey said with a nod, and then smiled.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus looked at them. "I guess... I guess I get another go at Trey then. What're you practicing Samantha?"

-==IC: Trey==-

"I'll fight anyone." Trey said with a shrug, but then smirked.
"But; getting to take out Stutlus again would be interesting." Trey said with a chuckle.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus smacked Trey on the back. "In your dreams buddy."

-==IC: Trey==-

"And who was it I defeated earlier then?" Trey asked with a smirk.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus shrugged. "Me. But I'm ready now, so bring it."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded, drew his knives, and motioned to Stutlus to make the first move.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus swung his left blade, then his right directly behind Trey, hoping to catch him off guard with the second stroke.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey blocked the first blow, as he attempted to quickly jump backwards; but didn't miss all of the second blow, as the knife clanged off his armour.

-==IC: Samantha==-
Samantha grinned; she...liked watching them fight.  There was just something about the impulsive Strikers' style that enamored her like nothing else.  Her grin grew wider as she thought of a way to join in the fun.
---
Her analysis was correct; both fighters had a signature form of combat, easily predictible by any competent fighter.  She decided to "help" their training.  At Stutlus' next attack, Samantha silently sent a dagger spinning through the air.  The dagger hit exactly where she wanted, burying itself in the ground just behind Trey's foot.  Now let's see if you do the same thing as usual.  As Samantha had expected, Trey took a step back to avoid the blow--causing him to trip on the half-buried knife.  As Trey hit the ground, her expression turned to one of satisfaction.  Now, she thought, let's see if you can truly improvise like a true Striker.

OOC: I assume the characters' knowledge of the factions other than their own are a mix of truth and rumor; specifically, rumors created by the members of said other factions intended to make their own group seem superior?

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey inhaled sharply as he tripped over the suddenly appearing dagger.
Wha? Trey thought, but then frowned, and placed one hand to break his fall, but then used that same hand to attempt to roll to the side, only dropping his knife for a moment, as he grabbed it, in an attempt to fling said knife at Stutlus quickly.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 As the blade flew toward him, some instinctal movement overtook Stutlus. His entire body turned smoothly, avoiding the dagger, then richoched (OOC: How do you spell that? =P) back with both swords in a defensive position. "What was that?"

OOC: Ricocheted. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"The throw, or the sudden appearance of a dagger behind my foot?" Trey asked, as he motioned to the dagger.

OOC: Thanks. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus shook his head. "Not you. Her." He said, jerking his thumb at Samantha. "What were you thinking? You threw a knife at us in the middle of a fight?"

-==IC: Samantha==-
But Samantha wasn't there...

OOC:  >:D She's "training".  :P >:D

OOC: Hey Flipz, you're earlier comment about the faction groups, it's correct. =P

       Also, is Samantha in a visible range?

OOC: Range? Possibly.  But she's out of sight, and deliberately trying to hide.

-==IC: Trey==-

"Well, I think we can guess how she's training..." Trey said with a chuckle, as he turned around and scanned the surroundings, twirling a knife in his hand as he did so.

-==IC: Samantha==-
The landscape remains silent and still.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey continued to look around, as he scanned more of the environments, looking for anything that shouldn't've been there. Though, of course, since perception was Stutlus' skill, that likely wouldn't work out as well.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus sighed. "She's no where in sight. Wanna keep on fighting?"

OOC: How much do you guys want to do before the timeskip?

OOC: Your choice, but I don't mind doing a timeskip anytime, if Flipz doesn't mind. =P

OOC: Well, if there's anything you want to learn about the factions or the Hero camp, before the timeskip would be the best time to learn. =P

-==Story IC: Vanon==-

 Vanon released the King, disgusted, and watched he slid down into his throne. All these years, and this moron was the man to mess up everything. "Your city is burning. Hundreds of your men are dead. What were you planning to do." It didn't really sound like much of a question.
 Horace, still cowering, answered. "I already carried it out. I have no more plans."
 Vanon slammed his hand down on the throne's arm, smashing the wood into splinters. "What. Did. You. Do!" He screamed. Horace IV looked up in complete terror, the reality of what was happening was just sinking in.
 "K-Kelsier. Kelsier." He breathed, spilling out everything rapidly. "H-He said he c-c-could help, kill a-all the dem-mons that a-are in the c-c-city..."
 Vanon didn't relent. "Do you know what those so called demons are?" He yelled. "They are the shadows of dead brothers, and they have no choice but to follow the order of a brother. Did you know that Kelsier recently joined the Brotherhood?"
 The King stared at him, aghast, as the horror of what he had done became apparent to him. "Then... The demons... Kelsier let them in?" Vanon nodded, and the King slumped down even further. "What have I done?" Then he whispered. "What can I do?"
 Vanon straightened, standing at his full height. "You can still drive them out; but you will have to do, exactly what I say..."

OOC: I think you doubled up there. =P

And I'm not really sure what we could learn about the factions or Hero camp that we couldn't in flashbacks or so? Just curious on that. =P

OOC: Good point. I guess that it's up to Flipz on what he wants to do then. =P And about your first comment, nonsense. ::)

OOC: Well, I'd like to see a little bit more of the camps and stuff, just to get familiar with them before Samantha's all grown up (when she'll know it better than anyone else).  Also, backstory is always nice. :P

OOC: Question though, would we still be training non-stop if we didn't do the timeskip? I'm just wondering about that. =P

OOC: Blade: You get get breaks. So I gues not. =P We could get to know the other factions though. And Amy.

OOC: True. Alright then. =P

OOC: Your IC by the way. =P

OOC: Oh, right. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"Your call; I'm fine either way." Trey said with a shrug.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus shrugged. "I dunno." He looked around. "What else is there to do?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey paused.
"That's a very good question... What else is there to do around here?"

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus looked around. "We could go to the library I guess..."

-==IC: Trey==-

"That might be an idea." Trey said with a nod.
"If only to read up on different techniques and such."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Right." He looked around. "I think the library is... that way." He finished, pointing towards the south end of the camp.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded, as he started to walk toward the south end of the camp.

OOC: Are there, like, wooden/log buildings or are these all tents?

-==Story IC: Vanon==-

 Weeks later...

 Horace, the fool that he was, had done as Vanon had said; the unresting spirits of the brotherhood had gone back to their sleep. There was only one thing left to do. "Kelsier." Vanon's voice was hardened with a frosty demeanor. Near the edge of an artic glacier, his misted breath only added to the chilling effect. After all this time, it was still hard to believe that Kelsier was the one abandon the Kingdom. There was only one repayment for what he had done.
 Kelsier turned to face Vanon, his hair windswept, and a light dusting of snow lingering on parts of his cloak. "Brother." He replied, smiling. But he drew his sword all the same.
 Vanon laughed. "Brothers by bonds Kelsier, not by love for one another. You have no emotional shield to fight with."
 Kelsier nodded, unclipped his cload, and threw it aside. "Then..." He said quietly, adjusting to a fighting stance. "We both know what must be done."
 Vanon drew his sword, and their blades clashed.

OOC: I've still got no clue who's on what side. xD

OOC: Vanon's good, and Kelsier is bad. For the most part anyway. The Brotherhood's opinion of good can be kinda tough; they're sort of the justice department of heroes, 'xcept they don't have court dates. =P

 By the way, I think we can still continue as just the two of us if you want. We'd probly have to timeskip, but it'd work.

OOC: Timeskips would work for me. =P

OOC: Kay. I'll get working on it, may be a week in coming though; I have some tests to study for this week. =P

OOC: I see. =P Okay then, though.

OOC: TIMESKIP!!! (five years)

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus hurled the first of his half lengthed blades at a wooden post, embedding it halfway down it's length. "This is ridiculous." He said to Trey, knuckles tightening. "Why won't they raise us? WE're more competent than the rest of the Strikers.... Why not?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey slashed a target in half, and then shrugged.
"Who knows why they do what they do..." Trey said with a frown.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus wrenched his blade free of the post. "You know, there is one way to force them to raise you... I read about it in the library, though I don't think it's actually been used for a few centuries."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey looked at Stutlus, confused.
"A way to force them to raise you?" Trey asked, not sure what he meant.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus nodded. "I didn't mention because I didn't want to resort to it... but now that we've been refused for certain...." Stutlus looked up. "You can challenge your faction leader; being victorious would lead you to being raised, and more."

OOC: Just fyi, both Trey and Stutlus have been refused to become full Strikers several times, for no reason other than the fact that they're younger than they should be in coordination with their prowess. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey looked at Stutlus, startled.
"What do you mean by that? Challenge our faction's leader...?" Trey asked; as he didn't think that getting raised to be a full Striker was worth that. And he had a bad feeling he knew of the 'more' that Stutlus was talking about.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "I mean you can fight her one on one, and demand yourself raised..." Stutlus took a deep breath. "What's your opinion on the Brotherhood?"

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey shrugged.
"I've heard they're an elite group. Definitely sounds interesting, but I didn't really join for fame or so." Trey said, and chuckled.
"I'm willing to wait as long as I need to before they decide to make me a full faction member." Trey said with another slight shrug.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus twirled his knife and sheathed it on his right side. "You may be, but I'm not." He put on a determined face. "The Brotherhood hasn't been seen for a century, though there are some who pretend that they're part of them so that no one really knows that..." Maybe I do spend to much time reading.... Stutlus nodded, halfway to himself. "I'm becoming one of them."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey frowned slightly.
"That's true... But in a way, it's easy to get caught up in all that fame and power. Just don't do something you might regret." Trey said with a chuckle, and scratched his head.
"I think I've spent too much time mingling with the others, I feel I'm beginning to become a philosopher." Trey said, as he chuckled again.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "I don't want the fame." Stutlus said quickly. "I want the fight. The Brotherhood was legendary for it's prowess in battle, for defending the Heroes. I want to be part of that."

-==IC: Trey==-

"I see..." Trey said with a nod.
"Well, to be honest, I want to protect people as well."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. If Trey hadn't gone through with this alongside him, relations may have gotten akward and difficult. "We have two choices." He started. "One of us fights and wins, then demand you stay in the same status as me. That's the good way."

OOC: Kudoos if you can guess the bad way. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded.
"I'm guessing the bad way involves forcing people to do things a different way, and that one person would get more than they bargained for..."

OOC: Aka, force the leader out of her position.

Did I ever mention that all but one of the faction names here will be used, and probably all of them will be used by the time certain things happen in the DoaH verse? =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Close. The other option is that I kill Amy and then you kill me. I say let's not do that." A small grin broke out on Stutlus's face.

OOC: Which one won't? I would guess Rangers, but I could be wrong.

OOC: Rangers. =P Though, technically it only counts for the Guardians because of Neo's protection force. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"Yeah, don't do that." Trey said with a frown, and then chuckled.
"I definitely do not want the position that badly."

OOC: Eh, close enough. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus laughed. "Yeah, that's what I thought.... Do you mind if I'm the one to fight her?" He finished on a more serious tone.

OOC: True that. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

"Yeah; go ahead." Trey said with a nod, however, with that said, he did want to be close by, to stop the fight if it was beginning to turn fatal, but he didn't vocalize that thought.

OOC: I forget, do we have profiles for half these story characters?(And, err, where is the profile topic or the posts for them?)

OOC: I'm pretty sure we do... I'll go check.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Thanks. You should show up when it happens by the way... Just." He wavered a bit. "Just in case."

OOC: I think you may have partially read my mind with that IC... ;)

OOC: Just sticking to the Kaze-like personality I seem to be slowly giving Trey. =P ... Might have to change my power, depending on what I had for him before. ::)

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey nodded.
"But of course; I wanna watch too." Trey said with a chuckle, as he smiled.

OOC:


Ha. =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Right... Let's do this."

OOC: I'm going to do another short timeskip, just to where we're already going.

OOC: Ah, goodie, now I have to find your profile. =P Looks like nothing's really changed, though, just his fatal flaw's been brought into the light more. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey walked to where the fight was going to take place, and stood off to the side.
I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid. Trey thought, as he looked around at the area.

OOC: You didn't happen to make a profile for any of the important NPCs, like the leaders, did you? =P

OOC: I don't think so. The only two introduced are the Ranger leader and Amy, one of which won't matter rather soon.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus walked till he was in a hearing distance of Amy. He didn't want to be to close when he initiated this; he'd seen what she could do with her knives. "Captain Amy." He shouted across the distance.
 Amy turned and looked at him.
 Stutlus took a breath, and finished his part to do with words. "I challenge you, by my own right, to combat under the condition that if I win, I and my friend Trey are raised to full status." There was silence. Stutlus, now commited, raised his voice, "What say you?".

OOC: Kudoo's if you know where that last line is from. :)

OOC: I'd say what isn't that line from. =P And the Ranger leader won't matter soon? =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey frowned, as he stood nearby, effectively taking a neutral stance right at this moment.

OOC: Er... *reads up and down at all prior post* You have been the one posting here with me, yes? =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Amy smirked, and replied. "I accept." She walked the rest of the distance towards Stutlus, who backed away slightly, keeping enough room between them to block anything she might throw.
 The nearby Strikers formed a large circle around them unaturally fast. The wordlessness of the area was almost intimidating. But Stutlus ignored them, and drew both swords from his sides. "Draw your weapons."
 Amy did so; her blades were a little longer, but thinner. And to Stutlus' eyes, they were more breakable. "Scared?" She whispered.

OOC: How about that last line? =P

OOC: Yes. =P But, I also recall Trey being ready to step in if things went too far. I like to force people to think on their feet. =P

And as for that last line, I believe there's been a lot of people saying that too. =P

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey frowned, as he silently watched, but kept his hand on the hand of one of his swords, ready to intervene if needed.
I wish I could do that barrier thing from a distance...

-==IC: Stutlus & Amy==-

 Stutlus made the first move. He didn't reply to Amy, he just struck. He could see the flaws, few as they were, in her blade. But that was only for a last resort. Amy deflected his blows and reversed from her defending stance, blades swinging in a blur. Stutlus was stronger; but Amy was faster.
 A thin cut appeared on Stutlus' cheek. Then a deeper one on his left thigh. Amy had yet to be touched by his steel, but she was slowing. And Stutlus knew it. For each offensive slash Amy made, he clashed his blade against hers hard enough to make her entire body vibrate.
 But something seemed wrong. Amy hadn't become the captain of the Strikers for no reason. And while Stutlus and Trey were definitely excelling fighters, Stutlus was sure that Amy wasn't trying as hard as she could. He just had to figure out why. Amy wouldn't give up her life this fast he was sure she had something planned, something to crush him the second he went to end her....

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey frowned, as he drew his sword. He noticed that things seemed to be turning toward Stutlus' favour, and he was going to make sure he didn't go too far... If he noticed things were going badly; he would step in. And if things went too far... Then he would make sure what Stutlus said earlier was true.

-==IC: Stutlus & Amy==-

 Amy finally let her guard down, and Stutlus saw a chance. Instinctively, he took it, slashing amy across the stomach and whirling to slam the hilt of his other blade into the side of her head. She'd live. But that didn't matter. Stutlus had won, and he was now the captain. Probably.

 "Well then...." He said under his breath. It was over? Stutlus turned to the seniors of the group. "I did my part... There is no rule saying that you have to kill."

 None of them spoke. Stutlus eyed them over... something still seemed wrong.

 Amy slowly drew one of her throwing knives from her belt; she hadn't been knocked unconcious, she'd been feigning it. She drew back and aimed at Stutlus' neck. Moving slowly so as to not make a sound...

OOC: I believe this would be where Trey is necessary... ::)

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey's eyes widened, as he looked on in shock, and whipped his own sword at the blade, his shield surrounded it, as the shield was aimed to block the blow. However, he was now effectively defenceless, aside from having his remaining sword.
"Stop it." Trey stated, a frown on his face, as he drew his second sword, and walked toward the fight, ready to stop the fight himself if he needed to.

-==IC: Amy==-

 Amy glared at him. "Fine." She cast her knife off to the side, and stood up. "I'm glad we could do this without one of us dying then." She said darkly. Stutlus wasn't so sure she meant it though.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus nodded. He held out his hand to shake hers, and she stabbed him in the side faster than he thought was possible. Stutlus kicked her off, and wrenched the knife out of his side, crying out in pain. He hurled it in a random direction, then got to his feet, swords at the ready. But there was no need. Some piece of luck had made the knife hit Amy in the heart. "Luck." He breathed. "Bloody luck, that's all that saved me... And you Trey."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey just stared, a look of shock on his face, and he then frowned, as he looked at Stutlus.
"... Was that necessary...?" Trey asked, though, since it was luck, there wasn't much to blame on... But still; he wondered if the death was really something necessary. He walked over to where Amy was, a frown on his face.
"Why? Why didn't you just stop?" Trey asked, honestly confused at that.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus stepped back, now just as aghast as Trey as he realized what he had just done. "I didn't mean to... I just meant to get the blade away from us both." He looked at Trey. "I think I may have just found out why we weren't raised."

OOC: And the plot begins! =D

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey sighed, as he frowned. He walked over to where Amy was, and closed her eyes, and looked over at Stutlus, a sad smile on his face.
"Maybe it's time we figured out our limits and our flaws." Trey stated with a shrug, intending it as a joke, but he also meant it in a way; though he'd been noticing that he felt an urge to save everyone; and probably would've tried to save Amy if things hadn't gone so quickly, and luck hadn't've had such a cruel sense of humour.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus nodded, then, for the first time, noticed the crowd around them. The fact that no one was talking... well, it couldn't mean anything good. "Trey..." He whispered slowly. "We may have to join the Brotherhood to live through this... I think that they thought I would lose for certain."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"Hey, I don't disagree with joining with you, but I didn't really do anything to be included in any 'killing' thing." Trey mentioned, as he chuckled, but was otherwise serious, as he knew that Stutlus was as well.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus picked his swords back up. "But you stopped her from killing me from behind... so you partook."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey walked over to where his sword was, and picked that up.
"And I would've done the same to help Amy, if it hadn't been so shocking." Trey stated with a frown.
"I only interfered to prevent the loss of life."

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Keep your sword out." Stutlus said, even more quietly than he had been previously talking. Murmers were starting to run through the crowd, still in disbelief and everything that had just happened. And they didn't sound too happy. "And let's go."

-==IC: Trey==-

"What then?" Trey asked, as he slightly sighed.
"Any big ideas now?" Trey asked, partially joking, but this whole situation was pretty unnerving.

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 Stutlus pushed through the crowd and started walking, fast. He had no idea where he was going, he was just getting out of there. "Yep, Get out of here. Join the brotherhood, if we want to live that is."

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey frowned, but followed Stutlus.
"You were the one who wanted to get raised so badly..." Trey muttered, as he sighed; he didn't mind the attempt, but given that everything went horribly wrong, he wondered if it was worth it.

OOC: =P

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "Trust me, this isn't what I intended." He said darkly. Stutlus took once final glance back at his home, his grounds. Then he walked forward, passing the boundary line and entering into a foreboding woods.

-==IC: Trey==-

Trey followed silently, as he sighed.
How do I manage to get into these situations?

-==IC: Stutlus==-

 "You coming?"

OOC: You're the friend of the RPG's protagonist, that's how. =P

OOC: That probably helps. *Is tempted to make a new character, but will wait until next week, provided things don't pick up in the next two moments*

I request a slight age adjustment for the new character I'm thinking up, though. It'll require a little thinking, though. =P

OOC: Sure, go ahead. Let me queue you in on a few things by the way.

 We are currently leaving Hero town, unless you want your character to be slaughtered. =P If you're curious as to where we're going, just go off of the Vanon IC's, and they shouldn't lead you there, but who knows? Maybe you're just that good.

 Also, the Brotherhood are, technically speaking, lost. This is where the storyline actually takes place.

 Oh yeah, one last thing. There are lots of big nasties in the forest. =P And I'm currently creating the main enemies of the story, so we're out of real danger from sentient beings for now.

OOC: Also, we're absolutely sure Vanon's the good guy, right? =P

Also, that's good. =P

OOC: Lol, yes and yes. =P Just remember that all the posts with Vanon were a long time ago; I won't give an exact time because I don't know one. =P

OOC: I only ask because there's a character named Van of ambiguous loyalty in Abyss. =P

OOC: Lol, I have no idea. =P Vanon is based off of a guy named Kelsier in the Mistborn series, and Kelsier in the RPG is just a moron. Make sense? =P

OOC: Why didn't you use Kelsier for the other guy? =P

OOC: OK, trying to figure out where Samantha could jump back in.

OOC: Probably somewhere close to the others, since we're leaving to the forest now, and you were probably around. </ruleofRPGs>

OOC: Yeah, but would she have to kill Eli, or would she be sent by Eli to capture the others, or...?
(Actually, that last one sounds pretty good...)

OOC: I might have an idea. >=D It involves the latter idea, though.