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<blockquote data-quote="-SIN-" data-source="post: 3515173" data-attributes="member: 50643"><p>Valak lands with an unceremonious clatter of metal, sliding for some distance before coming to a halt on one knee; His massive hammer, having cut a deep furrow in the earth, clutched tightly in his right hand. Slowly, seemingly without effort he stands to his full height, despite the thick heavy plates of steel that adorn his body. With a flick of his wrist he casually swings his hammer up, catching it just below the colossal head with a firm hand that dislodges the newly aquired chunks reddish soil.</p><p></p><p>Finally he raises his head, taking in his surroundings. Dark shadowy figures surround the raised dias on which he, and several others, stand. He notes a figure break away from the circle to approach the dias as he surveys those closest to him. Almost immediatly his eyes flare at the sight of a magnificent beast; A sleek, powerful equine body, but with the torso and upper body of that of a human woman. While the creature before him may be strange, it's the blinding aura that surrounds her that puts him on his guard. </p><p></p><p>It's then that he see's her flinch slightly, almost imperceivably, which brings his thoughts back to the present. Cocking his head slightly to look past the Centaur, he focuses his malice on the old man while his mind raced over what the man had just said. <span style="color: red">"You that have a desire to stay alive, may wish to keep your fellows alive, too"</span> was all that Valak had heard...</p><p></p><p>Slowly he retuns his attention to those nearest him, paying the old man only a glance as he departs on a strange metallic flying vessel. The centaur, an exotic stately looking woman, a neat, well groomed human, a strange humanoid with eyes of sorrow, and another man. It's this man that holds his attention, or rather the small stone that floats absently around his head. <span style="color: green">"An Illumian?"</span>, he thinks to himself. <span style="color: green">"Why is he here? Did he follow me?"</span>. Glancing down at the Illumian's feet, he notes the shattered manicles, <span style="color: green">"And what cursed devil magic does he posess?"</span>...</p><p></p><p>Before getting a chance to pursue his thoughts any further a voice cuts in with startling clarity. Quickly his eyes flit from individual to individual in an attempt to see who is speaking, yet everyone present remained motionless, save for the Centaur who scuffed at the floor with one hoof in a sign of impatience, or nervousness, though the glint in her eye told him that it was the former. Valak watched the strange humanoid rant through his introduction, only responding with a low growl at the mention of his undead state.</p><p></p><p>Quietly Valak stands slightly aloof, watching the interaction between the others. Finally sated that he is under no direct threat he steps forward. <span style="color: green">"Valak"</span> he states in a deep voice that seems to resonate from within his armour as he indicates himself. Turning to the exotic, silken clad woman, <span style="color: green">"I agree, we must find away to break the bonds, but first we should move from this place. The warden said they cleared the area for two miles, so I assume the locals will know we are already here. We need to find cover; Either in the trees to the east or the settlement"</span> He points to the southwest. <span style="color: green">"Let us become more accustomed to this place before we attempt to embark on a mission we know nothing of"</span>...</p><p></p><p>With the last words he swings his hammer over his shoulder, taking a casual stance, waiting to see what the other's are thinking...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="-SIN-, post: 3515173, member: 50643"] Valak lands with an unceremonious clatter of metal, sliding for some distance before coming to a halt on one knee; His massive hammer, having cut a deep furrow in the earth, clutched tightly in his right hand. Slowly, seemingly without effort he stands to his full height, despite the thick heavy plates of steel that adorn his body. With a flick of his wrist he casually swings his hammer up, catching it just below the colossal head with a firm hand that dislodges the newly aquired chunks reddish soil. Finally he raises his head, taking in his surroundings. Dark shadowy figures surround the raised dias on which he, and several others, stand. He notes a figure break away from the circle to approach the dias as he surveys those closest to him. Almost immediatly his eyes flare at the sight of a magnificent beast; A sleek, powerful equine body, but with the torso and upper body of that of a human woman. While the creature before him may be strange, it's the blinding aura that surrounds her that puts him on his guard. It's then that he see's her flinch slightly, almost imperceivably, which brings his thoughts back to the present. Cocking his head slightly to look past the Centaur, he focuses his malice on the old man while his mind raced over what the man had just said. [color=red]"You that have a desire to stay alive, may wish to keep your fellows alive, too"[/color] was all that Valak had heard... Slowly he retuns his attention to those nearest him, paying the old man only a glance as he departs on a strange metallic flying vessel. The centaur, an exotic stately looking woman, a neat, well groomed human, a strange humanoid with eyes of sorrow, and another man. It's this man that holds his attention, or rather the small stone that floats absently around his head. [color=green]"An Illumian?"[/color], he thinks to himself. [color=green]"Why is he here? Did he follow me?"[/color]. Glancing down at the Illumian's feet, he notes the shattered manicles, [color=green]"And what cursed devil magic does he posess?"[/color]... Before getting a chance to pursue his thoughts any further a voice cuts in with startling clarity. Quickly his eyes flit from individual to individual in an attempt to see who is speaking, yet everyone present remained motionless, save for the Centaur who scuffed at the floor with one hoof in a sign of impatience, or nervousness, though the glint in her eye told him that it was the former. Valak watched the strange humanoid rant through his introduction, only responding with a low growl at the mention of his undead state. Quietly Valak stands slightly aloof, watching the interaction between the others. Finally sated that he is under no direct threat he steps forward. [color=green]"Valak"[/color] he states in a deep voice that seems to resonate from within his armour as he indicates himself. Turning to the exotic, silken clad woman, [color=green]"I agree, we must find away to break the bonds, but first we should move from this place. The warden said they cleared the area for two miles, so I assume the locals will know we are already here. We need to find cover; Either in the trees to the east or the settlement"[/color] He points to the southwest. [color=green]"Let us become more accustomed to this place before we attempt to embark on a mission we know nothing of"[/color]... With the last words he swings his hammer over his shoulder, taking a casual stance, waiting to see what the other's are thinking... [/QUOTE]
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