Tilted Forum Project Discussion Community - View Single Post - A QUEST -The Tomb of Velix (a TFP RPG

Cubby · 05-26-2003, 08:47 AM

[OOC: Sorry I've been away so long..my UK trip was extended and I didn't have access to the web for over a week.]

Pain, darkness, sorrow, anger, fear...all these emotions and more hit Sir Thantos hard as soon as he had entered this small town. The feelings had overwhelmed him and stunned him. He wasn't able to think, to move, to do really anything since getting close to that horrible smelling pyre of flesh. He had been watching helplessly as the flaming zombie attacked the group. He had seen the other creatures (or rather felt them somehow) but hadn't been able to utter a word in warning.

Watching as some dark monk attacked Father Quadrial, Thantos felt himself start to move. He drew his blade in halting, slow movements as if fighting to resist the movements that should be second nature for a skilled warrior. He could feel the dark monk's eyes piercing through him and all he could think of was to kill. Slowly, painfully he approached Father Quadrial. "RUN" Thantos wanted to shout but was unable to. Getting close to the Father, Thantos sees a glowing gem tossed onto the dark monk, the glow from the gem is painful and yet strangely comforting. He feels an urge to attack more quickly, his sword rises above his head.

Suddenly, the gem sucks the darkness that is the monk inside its heavenly glow. As the last shreds of darkness are pulled from the air around where the monk was a thin tendril of darkness pulled from the head of Thantos.

With the tendril of welcoming comforting darkness departing his mind, the pain of the sudden detachment becomes too much. With a horrible, loud scream of pain, Sir Thantos drops his sword grabs his head and collapses to the ground, unconcious.

05-26-2003, 08:47 AM	#188 (permalink)
Cubby Insane Location: BC, Canada	[OOC: Sorry I've been away so long..my UK trip was extended and I didn't have access to the web for over a week.] Pain, darkness, sorrow, anger, fear...all these emotions and more hit Sir Thantos hard as soon as he had entered this small town. The feelings had overwhelmed him and stunned him. He wasn't able to think, to move, to do really anything since getting close to that horrible smelling pyre of flesh. He had been watching helplessly as the flaming zombie attacked the group. He had seen the other creatures (or rather felt them somehow) but hadn't been able to utter a word in warning. Watching as some dark monk attacked Father Quadrial, Thantos felt himself start to move. He drew his blade in halting, slow movements as if fighting to resist the movements that should be second nature for a skilled warrior. He could feel the dark monk's eyes piercing through him and all he could think of was to kill. Slowly, painfully he approached Father Quadrial. "RUN" Thantos wanted to shout but was unable to. Getting close to the Father, Thantos sees a glowing gem tossed onto the dark monk, the glow from the gem is painful and yet strangely comforting. He feels an urge to attack more quickly, his sword rises above his head. Suddenly, the gem sucks the darkness that is the monk inside its heavenly glow. As the last shreds of darkness are pulled from the air around where the monk was a thin tendril of darkness pulled from the head of Thantos. With the tendril of welcoming comforting darkness departing his mind, the pain of the sudden detachment becomes too much. With a horrible, loud scream of pain, Sir Thantos drops his sword grabs his head and collapses to the ground, unconcious. __________________ Don't be irreplaceable - if you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted!