Medieval Role-Play.

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Salrion (01), Dec 29, 2011.

  1. Witch really isn't a race. It's more a profession.
     
  2. Ok then human
     
  3. Alright. Everyone accepted lets begin.
     
  4. (Just a note Salrion is my main char so I'm using I for him)

    Salrion: -I silently sit in the bush watching the guards as they tie down the chest full of gold-

    Roderick: -Sitting beside Salrion watching as well.-

    "What are we waiting fer?! Let's go bash some skulls in!"

    Salrion: -I glare over at Roderick and snap sharply at him-

    "Quiet! You'll give us away!"
     
  5. -I sit in a tree looking down on. Pack of hungry dogs- looks like it doggy kabob for dinner tonight
     
  6. Miranda: *Sneaking in the woods with her bow*
     
  7. Sits on a rock and sharpens knives
     
  8. -takes out a dagger n gets ready to jump down -
     
  9. Miranda: *gasps cornered by a huge bear, holds bow up backing up*
     
  10. Sighs and brings out the flute that I always carry and plays it
     
  11. Salrion: -I watch them finish securing it. Most of the guards nod and walk away leaving only a few to watch after it. I look to Roderick and speak quietly-

    "Alright. I want you to distract them while I make off with the chest."

    Roderick: "Why do I have to be the bloody distraction!?"

    Salrion: -I raise a brow at him-

    "Because you always blow our cover anyway and this way you'll be helping."

    Roderick: -He grumbles unhappily-

    "Fine."

    -He steps out from the bush and walks over to the guards-

    "Oy! A moment of your time good sirs!"
     
  12. -jumps on the dogs tat seems tobe the leader- gotcha u mutt-
     
  13. Miranda: dang stupid bear! *stabbing bear, jumps on it's back and rides it into the woods with a war cry*
     
  14. Walks back to the main path and starts walking
     
  15. -The guards look between each other and then back at Roderick-

    Roderick: "How would ye lads like a bottle of my special beard growing elixir?"

    -He strokes his beard-

    "This beard does a real number on the ladies. Right this way and ye could have a beard just like mine!"

    -They follow him to the front of the wagon-

    Salrion: -I shake my head grinning-

    "Repels them more like it."

    -I step out from the bush and quickly duck behind the wagon where the chest is. I draw my dagger and cut the leather straps securing it. I lift it slowly. It's a bit heavier than expected but can be carried all the same-
     
  16. Miranda: *sits on her bear, looking to attack someone with it*
     
  17. Continues walking and sees a bunch of guards and rolls my eyes
     
  18. -hears a noise coming from the deep part of the forest and sees it. Bear- ahh cràp
     
  19. Miranda: *spots Karina and grins, making the bear charge at her*
     
  20. Thinks*What the hell were all the guards around here for?*