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| Topic Started: Jul 29 2008, 04:16 AM (186 Views) | |
| Bason | Jul 29 2008, 04:16 AM Post #1 |
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Bason was running, he was always running. This time he ran in full canine untill he could not run any longer. When he stopped the Lycan found himself standing on the egde of a great cliff made of glass, his body contorted and he was now in Lycan form. Jumping off the cliff he scratched four long gashes in the rock face with his claws. Seeing a cave come up near him he dug his steel claws in deeper, and stopped at the edge of the cave. Walking inside the rather large cave Bason was ready to attack at any moment, there was no telling what could be living in a cave mde from glass. |
 -[Description]-[Inventory]-[Lycanthropy- The Gift, Bason's Journal]-[Bason's Theme Song- "Right Where It Belongs" by NIN]- Bason's topics: Spoiler: click to toggle "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." | |
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| Vensint | Jul 29 2008, 05:10 AM Post #2 |
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Vensint wandered about. How did an entire cliff become glass? Vensint paused to look around. He really didn't want to know. Vensint scratched his head and looked down. The view below him was greatly distorted. But he could still make out movement. Vensint wondered if this was his target. He was hunting a dragon in the area. The villagers paid him with food, sex and of course gold. So he was going to find out what the hell moved. He leaped down from the cliff and landed at the mouth of a cave... Hello? |
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| Bason | Jul 29 2008, 05:51 AM Post #3 |
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The call echoed all through the galss cavern, and Bason's nose caught the smell of a human. Jumping up to the roof of the cavern Bason drove his claws deep into the glass, the magic coursing through his body stopped all the sound he made. Slowly he climbed accross the cave roof, driving his claws into the smooth glass. Bason was soon above the man who was behind the sound. Throwing his voice to the back of the cave he yelled "WHO ARE YOU?!" Bason thought that the gruff growling voice would make that sentance impressive. |
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-[Description]-[Inventory]-[Lycanthropy- The Gift, Bason's Journal]-[Bason's Theme Song- "Right Where It Belongs" by NIN]- Bason's topics: Spoiler: click to toggle "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." | |
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| Vensint | Jul 29 2008, 11:30 AM Post #4 |
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Vensint thought he headr a slight woosh through the air but the silence that had followed quelled his thought. He had clawed his way out from the pits of Hell it's self. "WHO ARE YOU?!" Vensint drew his crossbow and looked about the cave once. It was clearly an inteligent being. 'Who are you?'s weren't said by everything in Avalon. Vensint felt Archie crawl down his arm and wind himself around his left arm, in case he was to be launched at someone. Vensint was glad he had saved Archie... The snake kept him company. I am Vensint DeLucas. What do I address you by? Vensint backed out of the cave slowly waiting for an answer... |
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| Bason | Jul 29 2008, 02:19 PM Post #5 |
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Bason watched the man named Vensint draw a crossbow, and a snake wrapped around his arm. Bason scowled, the crossbow was easy to deal with, the snake however he would have to think of something else. Bason let go of the glass cavern and changed in mid-air. Landing in front of Vensint Bason's face was nearly an inch from the other man's own, "My name is Bason Ashcroft, are you here to hunt me?" The Lycan waited for a reply, the voice change and the sudden appearance would surely throw the man off. |
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-[Description]-[Inventory]-[Lycanthropy- The Gift, Bason's Journal]-[Bason's Theme Song- "Right Where It Belongs" by NIN]- Bason's topics: Spoiler: click to toggle "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." | |
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| Vensint | Aug 8 2008, 04:32 AM Post #6 |
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Vensint smiled at him. No. My hunt is for the beast that roams the cliffs. It was true. Vensint was hunting the thing somewhere in this glassy hell. Vensint shuddered inwardly. Hell. The dark hot place he had earned the right of manhood... Vensint could have laughed at that. He died to become a man... Well the serial killing man he was now... |
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| Bason | Aug 9 2008, 04:33 PM Post #7 |
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Bason's face fell grim as he started backing up, another hunter. How many had he killed in the short time he was a Lycan? Bason didn't know, whenever he found one they would normaly die. This would be no exception, the Phionix that lived in the Glass Cliffs was beautiful. Bason pulled out his Kodachis and stood ready. "I cannot let you kill this magnificent creature, if you want a chance at it you have to beat me." Bason stood with his hight hand Kodachi pointed out elbow slightly bent, and his left kodachi next to his ribbs ready for an attack. |
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-[Description]-[Inventory]-[Lycanthropy- The Gift, Bason's Journal]-[Bason's Theme Song- "Right Where It Belongs" by NIN]- Bason's topics: Spoiler: click to toggle "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." | |
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| Vensint | Aug 11 2008, 08:48 AM Post #8 |
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Vensint leved his crossbow at Bason. I have no quarrel with you or the beast that resides in these cliffs. But I must ask. What is it to you that I do not kill the creature. Vensint didn't care about money as much as he let on. It was mainly the thrill he gets from a fight. But it seems that Bason would be a good fight... Vensint would much rather fight with him rather against him... Vensint was waiting for his answer when he sensed something land behind him. He spun around to see a phoenix gazing into the glass cave. Vensint was confused for a split second... He was here to kill the dragon that had made these cliffs... Is this the creature you spoke of? If it was then Vensint had been lied too... And Vensint never did like liers... they made him twitch. Vensind put his cross bow away and drew his saber instead. Bason seemed like the noble type. But You never know... |
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| Bason | Aug 26 2008, 07:57 AM Post #9 |
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Bason kept his swords drawn and his stance tight, even as he spoke the Lycan's body didn't relax. "Yes. Of corse this is the crature I spoke of, the Phionix of these hills. What you thought this creature was something like a dragon?" As he finished the sentance Bason laughed, few dragons in history could have made these caves. Sure they could have blasted the sand into glass but not that deep. Only a Phionix fire could penetrate ths rock that far, Dragons were not made of flame. Bason put away his blades, this man was not going to harm the Phionix that much the Lycan could tell. "You are a fool, there have not been dragons here for a while. This is the creature that keeps this place the way it is. Have you wondered why these waters are so clear? Phionix tears have the power to heal." Bason stood, his upper body relaxed but his leggs tense and ready to snap and throw the knves he carried.i |
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-[Description]-[Inventory]-[Lycanthropy- The Gift, Bason's Journal]-[Bason's Theme Song- "Right Where It Belongs" by NIN]- Bason's topics: Spoiler: click to toggle "Truth is like fire. It can heal and destroy, but it never leaves anything it touches unchanged." "Those who hear the Lycan's Call suffer the worst fate of all. The fears of the night come alive, to taunt those who's souls survive." "The good things that come to those who wait are the leftovers from those who got there first." | |
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| Vensint | Aug 26 2008, 11:39 AM Post #10 |
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Vensint smiled and kept a steady hand on his sword. I'm a killer for hire. The villagers of the nearby town tld me they would pay me to slay the dragon the made these cliffs. Vensint jearked a thumb at the phionix and sighed. I cannot kill this creature. A dragon is one thing... Bit these magical creatures are far too rare to be killed. Vensint took his hand off his sword hilt and put both palms out face up to show Bason that he would not fight. Let us both go to the village and teach those fools why they shouldn't bother with this phionix. Vensint smiled. And you can stop thinking about killing me. Vensint chuckled as he turned to the phionix. I was once brought back from the dead by a tear from the phionix... I hold them too close to my heart to just kill it. Vensint sighed as the bird flew away... |
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| Bason | Aug 28 2008, 04:37 AM Post #11 |
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Bason sighed, once again he had to challenege this man. There was no use in harming the innocent, unless you are getting paid for it. "I cannot let you kill the people of the village. You do not understand my place. I can't let you kill anything that doesn't deserve death or you are not getting paid for. If you want to kill the people in the village you have to beat me, then I will join you." Bason once again took out his kodachis and waited for the attack he wanteed to come. There was no way around this unless the man took back his threat to the people in the nearby village. There was little chance of that Bason thought to himself. |
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| Vensint | Aug 28 2008, 11:53 AM Post #12 |
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Now it was Vensint's turn to sigh. Look friend. I have no intention of killing anyone. Not the phionix, the villagers, or you. I was going to calmly walk over there and demand my pay for slaying the dragon. Because they lied to me and there was no dragon I, in theory, have slayed the dragon. Vensint smiled and kept his hands flat and out in front of him. Again, your welcom to join me. Vensint sighed and walked out of the cave. I will not fight you Bason. Sorry, but it's not my place to just fight you for no reason. I won't even get paid. Censint scoffed at the thought of getting ripped off. He stepped into the bright sun and looked for the phionix. It was a ploy to keep Bason from realizing that Vensint was deep in thought. Why had the villagers lie to me? They must have some motive for them wanting to kill me... |
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