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Cybernet377
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“ I heard of you from an adventurer who had the chance to speak with you. When young, you claimed the title of child. When you became of age, you claimed the title of Warlord. When you won, you declared yourself Conquerer, and later called yourself God. Throughout your life, you have been many things, but you have never called yourself by the only thing you really should be.” The Raptor spoke quietly, but his voice carried in the now silent area that the two shared alone.

“Warrior. The title that you never once used, the one that you called others, but never yourself. A warlord stands at the head of a battle, but never in the midst of it. A conquerer dominates his enemies, but does not respect their skill. A god of war is worshipped, when the only thing worth praising is the rush of blood within your body, and the spurt of blood from your opponent’s. You were always meant to be a warrior, and crippled your true potential by trying to be anything else.”

“Though you did not live a warrior’s life, may you enjoy a warrior’s rest.”

Bandos turned his head to the Raptor. “I thought you said never to talk on the battlefield. I say,” he coughed up blood, “Hypocrite…”

Though their helms concealed their expressions, one could see that both were silently sharing a laugh.

“I said there’s only one occasion when one may talk on the battlefield.”

“And this is that occasion?”

“Of course. A warrior may only talk on the battlefield to compliment his foe, or to create a eulogy for a worthy opponent.”

“Heh.” Bandos chuckled.

And then all was silent.

27-Dec-2013 05:42:50

William Witt
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Bah, unsophisticated action. :@ (Edit: No offence intended. Just not to my tastes. :P )

One more thing. As of the last Goblin Village graphical makeover, I think the place may not have actually been built by the goblins. If you look at it, they may have moved into existing ruins and crudely patched them up with fabric, wood and the like.
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27-Dec-2013 05:54:54 - Last edited on 27-Dec-2013 05:58:56 by William Witt

Cybernet377
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William Witt said :
Bah, unsophisticated action. :@ (Edit: No offence intended. Just not to my tastes. :P )

One more thing. As of the last Goblin Village graphical makeover, I think the place may not have actually been built by the goblins. If you look at it, they may have moved into existing ruins and crudely patched them up with fabric, wood and the like.

None taken. Personally I only like writing Exalted style action, because you can make up crazy descriptions and everyone accepts it as long as it sounds impressive enough. Especially when dealing with Sidereals.

I tend to prefer descriptions and internal monologues when writing, because it allows me to avoid dialogue, which is what I'm worst at. One time when in a writing contest, I made my protagonist a deafmute just so that i wouldn't have to do any dialogue whatsoever.

27-Dec-2013 06:28:40

Lego Miester
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That perfect conclusion was only improved by the Shadow of the Colossus music I had running in the background.

The best story on the thread so far.

William Witt said :
Bah, unsophisticated action. :@ (Edit: No offence intended. Just not to my tastes. :P )


It's The Raptor. Unsophisticated action is kind of his thing.

And the next time we meet him..

The Raptor, to Saradomin: Heard you beat a god. Not impressed. Headcanon Haven, where everything is made up and the points don't matter.
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27-Dec-2013 07:31:00 - Last edited on 27-Dec-2013 07:33:41 by Lego Miester

Kemtros
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Well, I got my own silly little theory, so let's see if I can craft a story that explains it.

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Saradomin couldn't believe what he saw before his eyes. A magnificent boar towered over the land below him, snarling in hunger. Insignificant… pigs seemed to act in the name of their goddess, and no doubt they aligned themselves with her simply because they saw her as a inspiration for what they could become.

Saradomin stepped forward, but for whatever reason, his body refused to budge. "You do not fear me, beast," Saradomin said, scowling at the colossal animal. "And yet, you seem* familiar." His eyes widened as he realized the truth. He did know this monster. "Impossible!"

It must have been centuries since Saradomin last thought of her. Back then, Saradomin was but a simple a farm boy. Embarrassing. Saradomin had every right to be a god. A lowly creature would not make him forget that. The king of Domina would indulge himself day in and day out, and that was no secret. The people who had begged for their king to make public appearances were constantly met with disappointment, but they were always told that the king had more important matters to attend to. As if making routine visits to the local bars and brothels were to be valued above reinforcing the armies, loosening the tax laws… anything. The crown the king wore would be better suited for anyone. Perhaps, he rightfully thought, even him.

Saradomin shook his head, trying to distance himself from those thoughts. Now was not the time to think of old times. Of days when he had dreams that he should speak of to his pet. He had lost her so long ago. This mindless animal was no god. It was just a silly animal that grabbed of a power it does not understand and will not control.

Saradomin knew she needed to finally be put down.

28-Dec-2013 06:01:57

Kemtros
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Lego Miester said :
That perfect conclusion was only improved by the Shadow of the Colossus music I had running in the background.

The best story on the thread so far.

William Witt said :
Bah, unsophisticated action. :@ (Edit: No offence intended. Just not to my tastes. :P )


It's The Raptor. Unsophisticated action is kind of his thing.

And the next time we meet him..

The Raptor, to Saradomin: Heard you beat a god. Not impressed.

The Raptor, to Sliske: Heard you killed a god and captured Death and a Dragonkin. Please. I did each of those things three times last month.

28-Dec-2013 06:04:25

Half Centaur
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For a while I’ve been wondering about the godless, and how, so far, they seem to be adopting former members of each faction to their cause- each member leaving due to the failures of their god.

We have Garlandia, Fossil, and Ux, but we’re still missing a few more members. I’ve been wondering for a while how an Aviansie could leave Armadyl for the Godless, and now, I believe I have an idea….

It will probably take a few post to put down though. "We call it being a hero"
"That's interesting, we call it utter stupidity"

29-Dec-2013 17:14:17

Half Centaur
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Kol’no took a deep breath as he stretched out his wings, for what seemed like the first time in eons. His black feathers covered the sun, drawing all the warmth of this world to him.

Free…

His wings fluttered in sweet relief as he gazed across the new landscape he found himself in. He looked across this city he was near, slowly stretching out his hands, wondering what prizes he could loot from there.

Quickly, he spotted the marketplace, filled with merchants barking to passerby, flaunting their wares. His eyes shifted quickly from stall to stall. A newspaper stand. A crafting stall. Some sort of exotic trader, and a fur stand?

Fur… Interesting….

It’d been ages since he’d seen fur. Only the most affluent Aviansie had managed to keep hold of some after the God Wars had ended. Oh, how he had longed for it, in the darkness of Abbinah, a warm blanket to keep him through the night. But he had no use for it now. This world was warm, and soft, and ripe for the taking , he thought, but his stomach had other thoughts on its mind, and while fur may be nice, it couldn’t satisfy Kol’no's current needs…

His eyes drifted upwards to the empty sky as slowly, his ears began to open…

Voices, hundreds, shouting and bickering, though far away, their shouts were still heard. Kol’no's head darted the left hunting for the source of the commotion. There it was- a grandiose market place flooded with humans. Most huddled around four points in the area, where they quickly talked to the workers inside of the stands. Items were passed over, coins coming back in seconds, riches flooded the hands of these humans, in a continuous stream, back and forth, over the stands- but the people, they were everywhere, conversing with each other, shouting, darting their eyes around their surroundings to greet each other. Not even an out of place shadow could go unnoticed in that crowd, no, Kol’no would have to shift his gaze to an easier target… "We call it being a hero"
"That's interesting, we call it utter stupidity"

29-Dec-2013 17:52:16 - Last edited on 29-Dec-2013 18:13:50 by Half Centaur

Half Centaur
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He took a deep breath in, as he calmed his mind once more, allowing a flood of aromas into his beak, where he soon found another opportunity.

Pie… , his stomach told him, his head darted around as he searched for the source of the scent. It lead him downwards, to the very tower he had stood upon…

A baker stood near a window, withdrawing a fresh pie from the range, setting it near the window to cool. Fool , Kol’no thought, his meal would be ripe for the taking, and like an expert thief he swept up the pie, fleeing to another rooftop, out of the sight of any mortal to be seen, seconds later, pie in beak, he landed on another building, siting quietly as he overlooked the marketplace again, from a closer spot, planning his next move…

Apple… he thought, laying back his head to enjoy the meal. His favorite flavor. It reminded him of home.

He hated his home… "We call it being a hero"
"That's interesting, we call it utter stupidity"

29-Dec-2013 17:52:56

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