3. 123BOOM's Char's

123BOOM's Char's


  • llmare Evenstar

    "TO THE FRONT TO THE FRONT" the wild and arrogant general screamed as his troops stalled to look on in aww at the massing of orcish and goblin races.

    The orcish and goblins races of the region, every last one came form their hole to mass the town outside the city. Yet only these handful of men, women, and even teenagers came to its aid. The general realizing his attempts at vocal harassie to his troops and . . . Heros? . . . maybe Children? But when he looked over his mear handful of troops and looked out to see the army of Grash upon him, he understood the futility of it all.

    When the army of Grash began to shout its war crys, its tounting crys, its humiliating insults in poor common the "army" seized up. Slowly they begun to run, back to the walls of the city, then they saw a true gift form the gods, the heros, the heros of the far land they came, swords, spells. Bows and arrows. The 30 men and women ready for the inevitable outcome of their death.

    "Get the people back to the city General" Shouted Falco, the apparent leader of the 30 person group.

    The general looked down. . . way down to see the warrior of a child?

    "Go general you have not much time" insisted Falco

    "Do as. . the . . Half-ling says, BACK TO THE CITY" and the general and his army fled, and that is when the Army of Grash saw the opening, they saw the retreat of the thousand people and rushed forward to claim the town to find their rush faltered by a line of battle hardened warriors at the wall of the town.

    The battle started in an instant mages threw fireballs and ice storms into the line of the enemy wreaking more havoc then the orcs and goblin races would have ever suspected. Cleric helped in to front line of fighters and archers supported form the back, they knew they had to hold the only foot-hold they would ever have, the gate where numbers where nothing and skill came to play…

    In the back 3 of the "heros" contemplated their plan, the mage, llmare, the warrior, Falco, and the cleric, Moradim. They considered many battle plans for how they should "play their hand" in the battle but non could work, Eventually they came to reality, as they saw their small force dyeing slowly, mages form unlucky arrows and fighters form lucky stabs.

    "we must act fast or we will not act soon enough" insisted llmare.

    "To go, its Suicide" Mora Beaked.

    Falco just sighed softly and looked to the weening numbers and nodded his approval, " It must be done".

    "Gather close my friends", llmare said solemnly

    The two griped llmares cloak and falco shouted for the retreat of the group, now thinned or only 8 or 9 people, then he nodded to llmare and he cast his Teleportation spell and they landed exactly where it was planned, not far, but far enough they knew they where not coming back.

    The Stunned orcs and Goblins turned in words on themselves as they saw the group suddenly in the middle of their masses, llmare tossing his spells, and the two attacking and defending the mage as he distracted the army, averting their eyes form the vulnerable people on retreat. One by one they fell, Moradim was the first and arrow catching his thigh then swords stabbing his vulnerable chest. When the army started to close in on the two falco and llmare nodded to one another.

    llmare held out his staff vertically and falco brought his fine short sword down its middle. Their was a flash of white might around the two, expanding slowly to nearly 100 feet outward then the light collapsed in on itself, the defenders of the city looked on in aww, half the army of Grash disintegrated in the whit light and they saw three lifeless bodies in the middle of the rest, only two things stuck out on the wasteland that was the battlefield. An eerie whit glow coming form one of the brave's hands and the shear amount of destruction that had happened in such a short time.

    Later that day, the bodys of the "brave three" where sent flying into the city via catapult, one landing hard against the plaza rock, another plummeting through a roof and killing a man having his lunch and the last, the last did not plummet at all, in-fact he was lifted into the clouds then gently set down in the middle of the city, a magical aura around his body glowing a faint bluey/white.

    In time the Brave Three where brought back to life, bare of all their possessions but cheered for until they could hear no more for when they woke form their deep sleep of death, the orcs and goblins where gone "tail between their legs" man said as they ran away.

    Later that night Falco was brought the the place of his god willingly for the eternal rest of peace, Yallonda had excepted him. Moradimwas also given a seat by his god, sevaresh, he insisted he had much more do do, and he was let to stay to kill drow and evil in his name.

    As for llmare, he was not confronted by his god, or so he says, he will never admit it in the open, but to the one he loved he did tell, he said in his final moment of the battle field, before he shattered the staff of Azuth he was smiled upon. He insisted that he had been in his chamber sharing the story with him when Azuth smiles and pushed him away, pushed him down to the earth again.

    llmare left soon after leaving behind his love, his house and he worldly possessions, he said that Azuth told him he has osmething in store for him, then and only when he finished would he be intwined with the magic of Azuth and be accepted into the chair on his left hand.

    // login: 123BOOm
    character: llmare "headstrong" Evenstar

    Hope you enjoyed i left out a few details , but i know your all smart and can most likely fill them in, but if you wish to know more just send me a PM in game of on the forums id be happy to send you more.


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