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Caelin
03/07/2005 2:49 PM

The temple basked in the light of the sun, reflecting on the marble surface, which kept the interior of the temple cooler then the temperatures of the scorching desert around it. The nearest City was three days travel to the north.

As you approach the temple, with it's sides blinking brightly, you notice the shape of it. A pyramid shaped building, flattened at the top, spawning a romanesque set of pillars and a roof. Centered below the roof is a stairway, leading into the heart of the temple.

Slowly you decend the stairs, it's sides covered in an ancient form of writing, which to your surprise you are able to read. Welcome swordsman, to the temple of the sword. Here you will find your last test to become one of the great swordsman of all time. To enter the heart of the temple, please pull the lever at the end of the stairs.

As soon as the lever is pulled, a door slides open and grants you access to the inner sanctum. The floor is covered in runic writing, which glow up in a greenish color as you pass them. The door slides shut behind you and before you can do anything to change it. Yet there is no darkness, as the runes now light up in a bright white, illuminating the circular room before you. To each direction of the wind, another rune lights in a clear blue, which to your shock nullifies any magical ability you possess.

A door opens on the other side of the room, where an elf walks out, holding a sword in each hand. His armor bears no visible seem, nor any cracks that you can see, which leads you to the conclusion that the armor is indeed symbiotic. This warrior of old stands in the center of the room and speaks in a low voice.

"Welcome to the inner sanctum of the temple of the sword. This has been my home for many years, meeting those that wish to become masters of the sword. Those that fail will not leave this place and magic is useless within these walls." The elf bowed briefly. "I will give you a few minutes to prepare yourself for your test. To your right, you will find a basket containing a set of metal bracers. Put these on and clasp them against eachother, which will give you an identical armor to that I wear at this moment."

Exile
03/15/2005 4:23 PM

Jeremy regarded the strange elf a moment, slowly contemplating in his mind what lay before him. It appeared he had stumbled upon some sort of ancient ruin, possibly an enclave of sorts. Jeremy's deep brown eyes lingered on the odd elf a moment longer, there was something strange about him. Gradually, a thin smile began to tug at the corner's of the man's mouth.

"A duel?" He asked the elf, bowing down low after his question. " I suppose a duel would do me some good," he stated as he stretched out his arms and legs, then made his way towards the basket that the elf had indicated earlier.

"I wonder how these work," he absently said to himself as he picked the two metal bracers up from the basket. He intently studied the bracers, looking for any sort of trap or deception but found none, then slipped them on and clasped them together as he had been instructed.

Leisurely, he walked towards the elf that stood in the center of the room with a sword in each hand. Jeremy slowly reached up across his body towards his shoulder, the hilt of a weapon could clearly be seen. He skillfully retrieved the weapon and brought it out before him, gripping the large, curving sword with two hands. He eyed the elf intently, body swaying back in forth in an effort to control the adrenaline that had begun its feverish pumping.

"You make the first move," he said to the elf, a dry smile forming on his lip.

Alanded
03/16/2005 1:31 AM


Leisurely, he walked towards the elf that stood in the center of the room with a sword in each hand. Jeremy slowly reached up across his body towards his shoulder, the hilt of a weapon could clearly be seen. He skillfully retrieved the weapon and brought it out before him, gripping the large, curving sword with two hands. He eyed the elf intently, body swaying back in forth in an effort to control the adrenaline that had begun its feverish pumping.

"You make the first move," he said to the elf, a dry smile forming on his lip.


Nat slithered closer to view the fight. Boredom had driven it to go exploring. There were no threads to end, as of yet, and it had been tempted to actually join a fight. But perhaps it would be good to have a closer look at one first, and see how these things generally went...

Alanded
03/17/2005 3:38 AM


Nat slithered closer to view the fight. Boredom had driven it to go exploring. There were no threads to end, as of yet, and it had been tempted to actually join a fight. But perhaps it would be good to have a closer look at one first, and see how these things generally went...


Nat watched the two motionless figures facing each other.





And watched.





And watched.




And watched.




And watched.





And watched.





And watched.







And zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.......

Caelin
03/17/2005 1:54 PM

Caelin rolled the blades he held in his hand, moved to the side and cut off the head of what had slithered inside the room. Sleeping slithering things have a very poor defense after all. (sorry alanded, your pun ends here, as does thread enders inc. If someone does not have the time to post for a couple of days, it does NOT mean the thread is dead.) >:)


Calmly the elf turned towards Jeremy and bowed shortly. As he rose again, his eyes sparkled lightly and a smile adorned his face. Softly he commented to the young man, his face retaining the smile. "Very noble, young man, but not necessary, I assure you." Yet as he commented, the elf began to circle around the human. His movements were graceful and seemingly without any effort, though full with a vitality that seemed to rib off on his 'opponent'.

A swift pace towards the young man brought him in reach, a blade flashed at his head, closely followed by the second that cut the air and sweeped towards his abdomen. At the speed of movement of the elf, the young man had barely the time to react, though the blade to the head was blocked effectively, as the elf had suspected, yet he stopped the second at the instant it hit the armor, not pushing through. With a grin, the elf moved out of the reach of the two handed falchion. "Lesson number one, when using a heavy weapon such as yours, do not give away the momentum to your opponent, especially if he is carrying lighter weapons, as he is sure to be faster then you. Someone wielding two blades at the same time, is most often ambidextrous, but in order to block an attack with such a heavy blade as the one you are holding, he needs to either use both blades, to counter the force behind it, or attempt to deflect it and counterattack."

Slowly he elf walked to a small niche in the wall, placed his two short swords there and retrieved a bastard sword, in approximate the same size as the falchion. He pointed to the weapon of Jeremy and spoke again. "A falchion, designed to cut through armor, has two disadvantages. One I already showed you, being slow in comparison to the lighter swords, the other I will try to make clear a little later."

Holding the blade on one hand, the elf motioned to the center of the room. "The falchion has a single cutting edge, a heavy blade and must generally be handled with two hands. The downside of your weapon of choice, is that to use the weapon effectively, you either must have strong wrists, to turn the weapon in motion so the opponent gets hit with the cutting edge, or simply a lot of strength." With a grin he added. "Your move."

Exile
03/17/2005 2:16 PM

Jeremy smirked at the elf, a strained look on his face. His opponent was very clever indeed, not to mention his fighting prowess was above par.

The man calmly walked towards the center of the room, his falchion nearly dipping to the ground as he held the large sword in one hand. He stopped before the elf, cocking his head to the side as he regarded the odd figure. Suddenly, Jeremy leapt forward, grabbing the hilt of his falchion with both hands and spinning a circle in the air, adding momentum to the attack.

As his leap carried him towards the elf, he angled the blade downward towards his opponent's shoulder. As the blade cut through the air, Jeremy's eyes widened as it drew closer towards the elf's shoulder. He released the sword with his left hand as he touched down lightly, hoping to add more reach and speed towards the slash.

Alanded
03/17/2005 6:51 PM


Caelin rolled the blades he held in his hand, moved to the side and cut off the head of what had slithered inside the room. Sleeping slithering things have a very poor defense after all. (sorry alanded, your pun ends here, as does thread enders inc. If someone does not have the time to post for a couple of days, it does NOT mean the thread is dead.) >:)



"POOH." Nat said. "BAD FORM TO STRIKE SLEEPING PEOPLE." The head winked mischeviously as it sprouted legs and scuttled rapidly to one side. The rest of the body broke into smaller segments and followed suit, scattering amidst the two fighters, nimbly avoiding both.

"BESIDES. THE FORMAL DECLARATION OF THREAD ENDING HAS NOT BEEN MADE. WERE I TRULY TO END THIS THREAD, IT WOULD EITHER HAVE BEEN AT YOUR REQUEST, OR AFTER AN AMOUNT OF TIME FAR EXCEEDING A MATTER OF DAYS."

"AND NO, THIS HARDLY CONSTITUTES AS POWERGAMING. I AM NOT HUMAN AFTER ALL, AND WHAT MIGHT KILL A HUMAN OR ELF MIGHT NOT HAVE ANY EFFECT ON MY PHYSIOLOGY. STARFISH AFTER ALL. HARDLY MIND BEING SLICED AND DICED INTO PIECES. OF COURSE THEY DO NOT SPROUT LEGS EITHER. BUT THEN I AM NOT A STARFISH. NOR COULD THE CAPABILITIES OF ALL MY FRAGMENTS BE THE SAME. MWAHA."

The head proceeds to blow a raspberry at the elf.

"NEVERTHELESS, BY ALL MEANS, CONTINUE YOUR LESSON. I WOULD HEAR MORE ABOUT HOW THE TWO LEGS FIGHT WITH PIECES OF METAL."

Caelin
03/19/2005 1:16 PM

Caelin reacted at the last moment, stepping aside in a spinning motion and away from the blade that came down towards his shoulder, while he turned around his axis and swung the sword to the back of his opponents' neck. Seeing as the elf was not there anymore, the young man landed on his feet and rolled forwards, just in time to duck the blade of the elf, which now cut through the air just an inch above his head. A few hairs tumbled down onto the ground.

As Jeremy came to his feet again and rose, the elf just stood were he had made his move. "Very good, a little slower in your reaction and you would have become shorter by about a feet. You seem to have grasped how to remain alive, which is an improvement. Your hair got a little shorter though." A slight grin came to the elven face.

Now Caelin began to press his opponent, his eyes following his every movement and his blade opened on a series of short attacks, to test the defense of the young man. His attacks came precise and swift, always giving him just enough time to react. Gradually however, the elf increased the pace of the swordplay, to the edge of Jeremy's ability.

Exile
03/19/2005 2:28 PM

Jeremy's arms pumped rapidly, sending his blade to parry any attack that came at him. However, the continued ferocity of the elf had Jeremy panting, silently wondering how much longer he could keep up the feverish pace. The elf came on, pressing the young man to his very limit. Jeremy grimaced through the pain in his arms, the heavy falchion was beginning to take it's toll.

Jeremy could see that the elf had no intentions of slowing the pace. In fact, it seemed that the elf was barely tiring. Jeremy glanced around the room, looking for any sort of escape. The elf continued his rhythmic attacks, each well placed to keep the young man on his guard, some even narrowly missing the mark as Jeremy got his falchion up at the last second to deflect the blow.

Suddenly, Jeremy lunged forward, his falchion thrusting for the elf’s heart. In truth, it was more of a distraction than an actual attack as Jeremy’s momentum carried him under the elf’s deadly counter attack. Jeremy rolled to his feet, sprinting towards a broken pillar he had spotted earlier in hopes that he could better defend himself from up high, and perhaps bring the battle to a brief pause.

Alanded
03/19/2005 6:17 PM


Caelin reacted at the last moment, stepping aside in a spinning motion and away from the blade that came down towards his shoulder, while he turned around his axis and swung the sword to the back of his opponents' neck. Seeing as the elf was not there anymore, the young man landed on his feet and rolled forwards, just in time to duck the blade of the elf, which now cut through the air just an inch above his head. A few hairs tumbled down onto the ground.


"INTERESTING... NARRATIVE." Nat observed. "I SHOULD POINT OUT, POWERGAMING ALSO INCLUDES CONTROL OF CHARACTERS THAT DO NOT BELONG TO YOU. I WAS WILLING TO LET IT SLIDE THE FIRST TIME WHEN YOU SO HEINOUSLY TRIED TO ASSASSINATE ME IN A MOST DISHONOURABLE FASHION, BUT A REPEAT OCCURENCE IS DISTURBING FOR ONE WHO SHOWS SUCH AN OBSESSION TOWARDS THIS PARTICULAR SUBJECT."

"IT WOULD NOT DO FOR YOU TO FORGET MENTIONING THIS POINT TO ANYONE ELSE WHO ASKS ABOUT IT, AFTER ALL. :D"

Caelin
03/20/2005 12:38 PM

Alanded, if you have comments, take them to the ooc thread, but stop budging in in the storyline. As soon as Exile opens his mouth to tell me so, then I will stop doing so. As what I posted keeps his character alive and well, there is no harm.

Now kindly stop your comments in here. Exile wanted the opportunity to hone his skill in writing this, which is what I am doing, showing him the possibilities. Comprende?

Alanded
03/20/2005 3:10 PM


Alanded, if you have comments, take them to the ooc thread, but stop budging in in the storyline. As soon as Exile opens his mouth to tell me so, then I will stop doing so. As what I posted keeps his character alive and well, there is no harm.

Now kindly stop your comments in here. Exile wanted the opportunity to hone his skill in writing this, which is what I am doing, showing him the possibilities. Comprende?


Nat thumbed its snout at the strange elf with a spare foot. "I KNOW NOT WHAT YOU SPEAK. AS I MADE I HAVE MADE ABUNDANTLY CLEAR FROM THE VERY BEGINNING, I AM A SPECTATOR TO THIS FIGHT. AND THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I AM DOING. IF YOU HAVE ANY COMMENTS, YOU WOULD DO WELL TO KINDLY ADDRESS THEM TO ME, NAT, INSTEAD OF SOMEONE ELSE."

"ALTHOUGH OF COURSE, IF YOU DO WISH TO ADDRESS A CHARACTER NOT PRESENT IN THIS PLANE, SUCH AS ONE OF THE MYTHICAL USERS, IT IS CUSTOMARY TO SIGNIFY YOUR INTENT WITH THE MYSTICAL RUNES 'OOC'. AND SHOULD YOU WISH TO RETURN TO THE PRESENT PLANE FROM YOUR COMMUNION WITH A HIGHER BEING, YOU MAY THEN DO SO BY USING 'BIC' OR 'IC'. TO DO OTHERWISE WOULD RESULT IN GREAT CONFUSION FOR THOSE AROUND YOU, AS THE POWERFUL FORCES OF THE TWO PLANES OF EXISTENCE DO NOT BLEND WELL. SYMPTOMS CAN INCLUDE VOMITTING, DIZZYNESS AND DIARRHEOA."

Nat frowned, or did the best approximation his countenance could allow. "AND WHETHER OR NOT A USER ALLOWS YOU TO POSSESS ITS AVATAR SHOULD BE WORKED OUT BEFORE YOU ACTUALLY PROCEED, DO YOU NOT THINK? OTHERWISE, IT WOULD SEEM SIMILAR TO SLEEPING WITH A FEMALE AND THEN ASKING HER FOR PERMISSION AFTER THE ACT. IT IS... HOW DO YOU TWO LEGS SAY IT... A CASE OF PUTTING THE CART BEFORE THE HORSE? AT ANY RATE, IT IS BAD FOR A TUTOR TO INDULGE IN VICE, AS IT LEADS THE STUDENT ASTRAY. LEAD BY EXAMPLE, NOT BY WORDS IS THE PRINCIPLE YOU MUST EMBRACE TO TRULY ALLOW YOURSELF TO BECOME A SUPERB TEACHER."

At this point, Nat seems to be crying tears of manly emotion as he says those words of inspiring wisdom.

Caelin
03/21/2005 2:02 PM

Let me put it clearer to you, oh caps using loudmouth. I do not need your smartass comments in here. Now leave the thread.

Alanded
03/22/2005 4:33 AM


Let me put it clearer to you, oh caps using loudmouth. I do not need your smartass comments in here. Now leave the thread.


"HO, TWO LEGS." Nat said cheerfully. "I HAVE NEVER WORN A CAP. I DO NOT NEED SUCH RIDICULOUS ORNAMENTS UPON MYSELF. NOR AM I TALKING LOUDLY. IN FACT, I AM ALMOST WHISPERING, BY THE STANDARDS OF MY KIND. INCIDENTALLY, I FIND IT CURIOUS THAT YOU HAVE SOMEHOW GAINED THE ABILITY TO SPEAK WITHOUT ACTUAL VOCALISATION. I WAS NOT AWARE PSYCHIC SPEECH WAS AN INNATE ABILITY FOR ELVES."

"AND INDEED, IT IS TEMPTING TO LEAVE. SINCE COMING TO THIS PLANE, I HAVE BEEN BODILY HARASSED FOR NO REASON I COULD DISCERN BY YOU, AN ELF WHOSE MANY STRANGE TRAITS INCLUDE TALKING TO ENTITIES THAT ARE NOT EVEN THERE. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS WHILE AWAY THE TIME BY WATCHING A SIMPLE DISPLAY OF SWORDSMANSHIP, AFTER ALL."

"HOWEVER, I SHALL REMAIN IN THE HOPES THAT YOU MIGHT SOMEHOW, THROUGH MY VERY PRESENCE, PERHAPS BE INSPIRED TO SOME LEVEL OF COMMON COURTESY. SEE HERE, YOU'VE BEEN KEEPING YOUR OPPONENT WAITING ALL THIS TIME WHILE ENGAGING IN CHIT CHAT WITH A SPECTATOR. VERY BAD FORM, MY DEAR SIR."

Caelin
03/22/2005 11:57 AM


"AND INDEED, IT IS TEMPTING TO LEAVE. SINCE COMING TO THIS PLANE, I HAVE BEEN BODILY HARASSED FOR NO REASON I COULD DISCERN BY YOU, AN ELF WHOSE MANY STRANGE TRAITS INCLUDE TALKING TO ENTITIES THAT ARE NOT EVEN THERE. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS WHILE AWAY THE TIME BY WATCHING A SIMPLE DISPLAY OF SWORDSMANSHIP, AFTER ALL."


Be tempted, Alanded. The use of capitals is considered as shouting, which I loathe, and your wiseass comments are something I can do without. If you want to watch, then you could have done so without trying to be god's gift to ruleslawyering. Right now, I just want you gone.

Alanded
03/22/2005 2:06 PM


Be tempted, Alanded. The use of capitals is considered as shouting, which I loathe, and your wiseass comments are something I can do without. If you want to watch, then you could have done so without trying to be god's gift to ruleslawyering. Right now, I just want you gone.


Nat chuckles in incredulous amusement. It had told the elf continously not to try talking to people who were not immediately in the vicinity unless he wanted to use OOC. The elf was probably dense, crazy, inattentive, or a combination of all three.

Incidentally, it was still certain that elves didn't do psychic speech as part of their general repertoire. It also wondered that psychic powers didn't seem to be affected by the dampening filed cast around the temple. Perhaps the elf was cheating by using psychic abilities to determine his opponent's next move.

"TWO-LEGS!!! THIS IS AS SOFT AS MY VOICE WILL GO, IF YOU STILL THINK IT IS SHOUTING, THEN THAT IS A RESULT OF YOUR WEAK AND FEEBLE EARS. YOU ARE ONE NUTTY BANANA AND POSSIBLY A CHEAT TOO!"

Caelin
03/23/2005 9:52 AM

I hope you'll have fun amusing yourself alone in here, alanded. Congrats for being a jerk. This thread is now closed.

Exile, i'll drop you an IM.

Alanded
03/23/2005 4:21 PM


I hope you'll have fun amusing yourself alone in here, alanded. Congrats for being a jerk. This thread is now closed.

Exile, i'll drop you an IM.


"PAH. POTS CALLING WHITE CHINA BLACK. TYPICAL FOR A CRAZY ELF THAT SIMPLY ATTACKS PEOPLE IN THEIR SLEEP. IN FACT, IT WOULD BE AN INSULT TO CALL YOU A JERK. JERKS HAVE MORE CLASS, PLUS THEY ARE NOT NUTTY BANANAS LIKE YOU, WHO NOT ONLY DO NOT COMPREHEND THE NICETIES OF ROLEPLAYING, BUT FAIL TO EVEN TRY WHEN GIVEN THE OPPORTUNITY. THE VERY FACT THAT YOU OFFER TO TRAIN OTHERS WHEN YOU YOURSELF ARE UNAWARE OF SOME OF THE VERY MOST BASIC PRINCIPLES OF RP-ING IS ASTOUNDING."

"WELL, IF THIS THREAD IS TO BE ABANDONED, I SUPPOSE I SHOULD PERFORM MY DUTIES THEN."

Nat paused. Took out a kettle, and began boiling water. Then added tea leaves.

"BUT FIRST! THE NICE CUP OF TEA!"

***

14 cups of tie-kuanyin later...

"AHHHHH.... LET US BEGIN!!!!" Nat said, stowing the tea making kit away.

Barney the purple dinosaur, Legolas and Gimli appear in the middle of the room

Also a pink portal reading "Exit through here to safe place". Nat promptly exits to safety.

Gimli: "What do your elven eyes see?"

Legolas: "A really tacky temple. I mean, seriously, there's not a single comfortable chair anywhere? Is there even a toilet in here? Oh look, there's a really hidoeus monster in here."

Gimli: It's just some man in a an animal suit, yer crazy elf."

Legolas: "No!!!!! Look at those fangs, those horrible claws, and those horrible teeth!!!!!"

Gimli: "You're crazy, man. And fangs ARE teeth. You mentioned his teeth TWICE!!!"

Legolas: (ignoring him) "For My One True Love -Aragorn!!!!!" *charges at Barney while screaming his sissy battlecry.

Gimli: "....."

Barney: "....."

Legolas suddenly stops short of Barney.

Legolas: "Wait, against such a hidoeus monster, I should probably use my most powerful attack!!! I'll kamehameha his ass into outer space."

Gimli: "You know, you're an elf, not some crazy Super Saiyajin whatsis from that Dragonball Anime Gandalf watches all the time."

Legolas: "Well, I'll just shoot a big ass kamehameha that misses him by an inch. If I don't kill him with it, it should be just fine. I don't mind killing him with my bow and arrows, but firing off a big ass ki-blast like that is really cool, which is the sole reason why I showed up for this anyway."

Gimli: "You showed up just to make yourself look cool??"

Legolas: "Uhhh... yes?"

Gimli: "You crazy elf. Why doesn't he run away?"

Legolas: Because I'm using my psychic powers of mind control to stop him from doing so."

Gimli: "You're psychic? Since when?"

Legolas: "Just now? Oh and I'm going to make him tap dance while I charge up the ki-blast, because I like to watch tap-dancing and it keeps me entertained while I transform into Super Saiyajin Lvl 50."

Gimli: "You're one big ass cheater aren't you?"

Legolas: "Oh, I'll release my hold of him just after I fire the ki-blast. After all, it wouldn't do to let him get hit by the huge ki-blast just because he was running around crazily right? As long as what I'm doing is keeping him alive, he won't mind."

Gimli: "Won't he? I can't imagine enjoying tap dancing, and certainly not in that ridiculous suit."

Legolas: "Oh shut the fsck up." *chops Gimli's head cleanly off with his elven blade*

Legolas: "Hah, see bitch, either listen to me and do what I say whenever I throw a childish tantrum, or I cut your fscking head off, that's what I told you when we first met, right? And now you doggone done and made me do it, bitch. Well, how do you like that bitch?"

Dead Gimli: "....."

Legolas: (all whiny like) "Freakin hell, now I'm pissed. I was supposed to come out here and be really cool and badass to everyone I saw. And you gone and ruined the mood. You bitch!"

*Powers up to Super Saiyajin lvl 3000 and blows everything away into atoms.*

JawHun
03/23/2005 4:58 PM

Wow, Alanded, that was truly the work of an asshole. I feel for you, Exile and Caelin. Too bad this post had to end. Caelin, if you don't mind, I'd like to join your next one as well. I'll try and keep an eye out, and, if you could, IM me when you make another thread.

eswiftfire
03/23/2005 5:03 PM

Eliar appeared next to the Super Saiyajin lvl 3000 and shook his head in disgust. "Was that necessary, killing Gimli like this? That's the reason why I loathe people like you. All he did was to disagree with your ways, and you had to throw a hissy fit and kill him. Why? Too high and mighty to accept criticism? Been Aragorn's bitch for too long to think that you yourself's the king? I abhor powergamers, but judging by how deluded you are, I doubt you'll ever admit it. And even do shit like controlling my actions, or slicing my head off too."

Then, the World of Rejoicing materialized.

"Next time, if you CAN'T accept criticism, get out of RPGC. There's no hierarchy bullshit here, despite their ranking, despite their post counts, despite the length of time they've been here, everyone's supposed to be equal. Yes, regulators, committee members, normal members, new members, all of them. Equal. Is that too difficult for you to understand?" Eliar said, staring down at Legolas. "I may not sound all serious and business-like all the time, but it does not mean that I am a fool."

Saying what he had to say, the spiky-haired mage disappeared.

And the World rejoiced.

The End

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