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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ejja_1" data-source="post: 935860" data-attributes="member: 7880">Meet The Characters.Bevin the Arcane as he was known in his profession, was a skilled creator of magic items and devices. There were few others in the realms that could claim to rival his skill, alot of other mages had passed him magically but none could match his skill at being a craftsman. His wands were beautiful and functional as well, wonderfully carved from the rarest materials. His staves were similarly crafted with intricate carvings, and inlaid with rare and precious metals and stones. But his masterpiece was yet to be finished, he had made a huppa from a felled red oak tree. It stood tall enough to allow most humanoids to pass underneath, and was a vision of carving wizardry. Intricate patterns wove around it's sides, looking delicate yet the construction was sturdy as if it were carved from mithril. Precious stones were inset into the arch, and the feathers of an angel had been used to brush on a special mixture of quicksilver and the blood of a Blinkdog.To this was added a sprinkle of the brains of a Dimensional Shambler, dried and cured in digestive juices of a Phase Spider.Bevin smiled when his work was finally done." Now lets see if this works, all I have to do is utter the power words. Were did I put those? Oh yes right here in my pocket, right were they belong. Alright then, with a wave off my wand and a sprinkle of pixie dust, Moveato Narum Deta Traversum!" The Huppa stood there in all it's glory, but other than look pretty did nothing. Bevin swore a blue streak. " Rasa Frasin Goldurn Flimy Flam Flamonous Flum! I knew that pixie dust was fake, stupid bogie that sold it to me. " Bevin gave the Huppa a kick and was rewarded with a large flash and a great BOOM!Bevin awoke with a headache, and found himself underground. He focused his mind on his fist, and soon had encased it in light.Bevin stood up and used his free hand to dust himself off, looking around he spied a long hall that seemed to lead off into the darkness. Shrugging his shoulders to himself, Bevin set off down the hall in search of daylight. He wandered for what seemed like hours, until he finaly came across a great hall. Bevin thought to himself. " I must have ported a bit to far and ended up somewhere in Mithril hall, hope I dont run into any of them smarmy Drow."It was then that bevin noticed the group of grey skinned humanoids in and around the hall, he had heard of the Druegar and decided that he probably should avoid them altogether. He turned to leave and was greeted by the a dark shadow like being that stood in front of him, his hand instinctivley went for his wand.But the shadow was faster and Bevin found himself in it's cold grip, his strength slowly draining away. The last thing Bevin saw was the mass of zombies slowly trundling toward him, he wanted to scream but could not.  And then all was black.......Mereth and Draithius had been rangers for their clan since they could walk, trained by their brothers in scouting and survival tactics they had grown up playing what the humans called hide and seek. They would go out with their brothers on scouting exercises, and disappear into the wilderness without a trace.Then when their brothers had given up searching for them they would follow them discreetly back to camp, and then reappear as their brothers were reporting them missing to the village elders.Often they were punished for this, but Mereth's father always seemed to get them out of trouble. One day Mereth and Drathius were out in the fields lazily sleeping in the noon sun, having avoided their brothers once more.  Draithius was awakened by the noise of crunching grass under foot, and quickly woke Mereth.Mereth being his usual cocky self, backhanded Draithius and said loudly. " What the hell are you doing gimpy? I was having that dream about Mrs. Galandel again! you know the one were she's washing in the stream and i've got a raging..."Mereth was cut off in mid sentence by an orc with an axe almost as large as Mereth himself appeared above him in the grass. The orc bellowed a war cry and raised the axe above his head, Draithius sprang to his feet and drew the only weapon he had on his person, a dagger given to him by one of his older brothers.The orc brought the axe down with force, making a swooshing noise as it split the air. Mereth squeaked as the axe barely missed removing his head from his shoulders, it landed with a thud in the dirt beside him. Draithius moved like lightning, bringing his dagger down upon the stooped orcs back. The blade scored a deep gash across the orcs back making it howl in pain.Mereth rolled to one side and gained his feet, just as the orc was swinging his weapon in a wide arc at him. The axe caught his side as it went past and cut him deeply, causing Mereth to cry out.Draithius stabbed at the orc again, and lodged his dagger in the orcs neck. The orc stumbled around for a few more moments and finally collapsed in a heap on the ground, blood spreading from it's neck into the rich brown soil.Mereth kicked the orc a couple of times, and spat on it for good measure. He turned then to Draithius and slapped him on the back saying " Your lucky I was here brother, he was gonna kick your ass!"Draithius rolled his eyes and retrieved his dagger, wiping the blade off on the orcs hair. Mereth looked off in the distance, suddenly his eyes went wide." Brother the village is on fire!" Draithius looked to the horizon and saw the plume of black smoke rising towards the sky.The brothers set off at a dead run and arrived huffing and puffing minutes later at the village edge, orcs were everywhere fighting with the villagers and laying waste to everything.Mereth saw his older brother split in half from the skull down by an orc the size of a small hut, he cried out in anger and rage and charged the orc unarmed. The orc bellowed a cruel laugh and yelled at Mereth as he came toward him. " Elfy welfy wants a fight with Brock, him give it to him good!" The orc answered Mereths charge with a beefy fist, knocking him flat on his backside. Mereth slowly regained his feet and was rewarded with a kick to the face, the orc smiled as he pulled a mean curved knife from his belt. " Elfy ears worth 2 silver each, brock gonna get paid good for yours. Brock already got some others! See elfy boy! See ears what brock got." The orc held a string of elf ears out in front of Mereth, and laughed as Mereth tried to focus on what he was seeing through the blood in his eyes.Mereth blacked out and fell to the ground as the orc let go of his hair, not quite comprehending what the orc had been saying.Draithius saw his brother getting his butt kicked and went to help him, he was stopped short of entering the frey by an orc with a huge club. The orc swung hard and barely missed Draithius, giving the elf an opening. Draithius moved his knife in a wide arc, slashing viciously at the orcs throat. The orc stepped out of the way and smashed his club down on Draithius, knocking him violently to the ground. Draithius looked up at the orc as it raised it's club for the final blow, and was surprised as a pair of arrows sunk in it's chest. The orc fell backwards and did not move again, giving Draithius time to get to his feet. He looked around him for his brother, and saw Mereth laying face down on the ground by a dead orc. Draithius ran to Mereth and Hoisted him up on his back, and ran as hard and as fast as he could away from the village.Mereth awoke a while later with Draithius pouring water on him, sputtering and cursing mereth got to his feet. "I feel like ive been drinking Uncle Lorns moon leaf liquor, what the hell happened?" Draithius filled him in on what had happened as Mereth shook off the effects of the beating he had sustained.Mereth and Draithius agreed to return to the village the next day, when both of them had recovered a little bit.When they arrived back in the village the next day, it had been burnt to the ground. Not a single hut still stood, and the dead lay everywhere. The brothers wept at the site of their family members slaughtered, and prayed to elder spirit of the forests to protect them on their passage to the heavenly groves. Mereth stood then and spoke to Draithius."Search everywhere for weapons, we shall have our vengeance!"Draithius smiled and grabbed Mereth by the arm." Brother, do you remember were the elders hid the weapons cache last summer?"Mereth slapped Draithius across the face. " What did I tell you about touching me?" Draithius frowned and appologized.Mereth then threw his hands up in the air. " Im a genius brother! Bask in my glorious intellect! The weapons cache that the elders hid last summer, if we can only find it!"Draithius rolled his eyes. " Yes brother you are a genius, what ever would I do without you?"The two then set about searching the camp for the hidden weapons, and were rewarded with a rusty short sword and a rock. Mereth held the sword in front of him like a trophy. " I shall name you Thunderclease! And together we shall smash our enemies like the vermin they are! All of orcdom will quiver in fear as we ride down upon them like a furious wirlwind of death and destruction! I shall let none live, no one will be spared! Not the women or the children, or the livestock or the elderly or...."Draithius cut him off by handing him a nice shiny sword he had found under the ashes of the elders hut in a hidden compartment under the floor.Mereth looked from one sword to the other, and dropped the rusty short sword."I shall name you Thunderclease! And together we shall smash..."Draithius shook his head and waited for Mereth to finish.</blockquote>

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