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[Dwarmin]

Vusted betrays just a moment of indecision.

"Ehmm...Stromgand says Orks up ahead, need to clear out. Need all warriors...Stromgand also say we should send up...Elfens and people like you is to attack first. Vusted not agree, but Vusted not leader. Meeting should still be going on...don't tell Stromgand, but he wants Elfen to die in battle, so waiting for him. So, be careful, Elfen.

..erm, Vusted still agree to be in front of battle though, maybe protect you...Vusted not a coward, to sit out fight and let others die in place like...like that..."

Feleris doesn't catch what he says-it almost sounds like an animal screeching. He guesses it was some sort of curse.

"...Vusted sorry for bad speech against womanfolk.

Ravena, was to say. Blackguardian...bad woman, but loves Stromgand maybe. Badness and love go together with them.

But, this Not-Holy Woman with cold black hair...Vusted no like her, but Stromgand says work together for better. Vusted swear God-oath to not harm Womanfolk anyway, so not breaking for her sake."

Vusted spits into the ground.

"So, Stromgand be thinking for Vusted. Vusted not dumb...but, eh, Vusted not smart either.

Not be good against things like fortress traps..and magic, monsters that don't feel steel, or bleed like men. Vusted unhappy to say, he probably not make it on his own-too loud, not smart enough...being strong not enough.

So, Vusted listens to Stromgand, to do what he says."

[Tiruin]

Feleris clasped a hand on Vusted's shoulder. His hate of the man gone replaced by pity. Of whom, he was undecided.

"Vusted, of all the men in the world, you control yourself. Your fate is your own as is your choices and their consequences, you choose your path in the end. Not Stromgand, a leader he may be, nor Ravena."

Feleris shook his head and smiled again, back at Vusted.

"Stromgand is lucky to have you by his side. You are an honourable man Vusted. But...I have to ask something of you.

There is this man called Halbarad, he wears a great helm and wields a long blade, find him out if you ever have doubts about Stromgand, tell him Feleris sent you. He is a good friend of mine and may help you if ever the need arises."

Maybe he was going too far with his effort? He noticed they were moving closer and closer to the center of the camp.

>Proceed to the meeting. Keep watch for any ally.

[Dwarmin]

Alright, roleplaying and actions from Zako and Ochita are suggested, but not needed right now, I guess. This is mostly the time for me to introduce characters, and let you work on your own.

Do you guys think I'm overdoing it on the RP? Or not doing it fairly enough with everyone?

Anyway, I'll move the game forward soon...sorry for the delays.

[lawastooshort]

No, I am enjoying it.

[Tiruin]

You're crafting an elaborate story and fleshing out NPC/PC characters in a way that makes everything look truly believable. Also, you dispel the fact that PC's cannot die early in the story by giving dangerous trials and plans.

Not overdoing it  . I (and law) enjoy it! To tell the truth, the first thing I thought when Vusted got me was "Damn, caught by an impatient brute. I really have to work my way out." which really got me thinking on survival, then the following story came up and my heart softened towards him...

Yeah, either its just me delving deep into the story or your writing, which is good.

Edit: Also, for those future characters in the waitlist, my opinion is that you've also already given them part in the story, subtly, somewhere in between all the action in the camp.
_{Rykmar is scary.}

[Ochita]

Ah. Computer troubles are fun..

OIchita kind of stiffens, and slowly reply's with his name. "My name is Ochita, and before you tell me to get over there, you should know that I need to go perform duties for the archmage, I'll be at the meeting in a minute.. Now, if you would excuse me..."[/color=blue]
Ochita then runs over the camp, searching for the elf, after finding him with a really heavy-set man. Sighing slightly, he falls in line with the two, nodding slightly towards the elf.

[Dwarmin]

The woman in black armor acts nonplussed. She calls out after Ochita as he leaves.

"Yes, scurry away, little man!

We shall meet again, Ochita...and next time the pleasure will be all mine."

[IronyOwl]

The RP is in awesome quantities.

[Zako]

Rhogar frowned. He had hoped that others would come with him, but it seems as if that wasn't happening as easily as he would have liked.

"Dammit, we don't have time for this. We need a bigger group to survive travelling to the fortress quickly, so it seems as if one of us will have to go get more allies."

Rhogar turned around to the camp once more and pondered. He came to a decision quickly enough.

"Alright, stay here. I'll go look for more people. I shall return soon."

Heading back into the camp once again, he took a moment to have a look around for suitable people that could help solve his problem. After a moment, his eyes locked onto a helmeted man with a large blade on his back, which he recalled was called Halbarad. He seemed suitable enough, and he didn't seem to be in league with that blackguard and her mate, judging by the way that he was absent from the 'meeting'. Making his choice, he casually walked towards him, avoiding the sight of the blackguard wandering around the camp, and came up beside Halbarad.

"I see that you aren't at the meeting either."

[Dwarmin]

Halbarad spun on his heels as Rhogar approached, hands speeding to the hilt of his blade. The Dragonborn is quite impressed with the mans reflexes.

"I see that you aren't at the meeting either."

A few tense moments passed, before the pair relaxed.

"Guessing you're not one of Stromgands er, men, then...can't be to careful.

No, Feleris told me what's going on. Stromgand is going to throw away our lives assualting the Orc Camp...I think it's time our paths diverged, then.

You can come with me if you like, but I won't risk taking more than you. We need to split up-better for some to get through than none."

[Zako]

"Makes sense. I shall go with you, but you must leave soon. Time is of the essence."

He was sure Kronos had a chuckle at that choice of words. But he knew that the sooner that he left, the better his chances to stay ahead of his opponent.

"I have a plan that might distract the orcs long enough for the groups to get through easier. It may or may not work, but it's a plan, nonetheless, so it might pay to keep the groups together until I get a chance to try and enact this plan. Do you wish me to leave early to try and enact it?"

[Dwarmin]

Halbarad nods.

"If you've got a plan that gets us through easier, go ahead, friend...or should I say, go with Kron?

My father was a worshipper, too. Can't say I knew him well, but I recognize the pendant on your neck."

Halbarad seems to be lost in thought for a moment, then he remembers where he is-who he is?

"Also, sorry for being rude. You probably know me as Halbarad.

I didn't ask your name, Sir...?"

[Zako]

Rhogar paused for a moment, thinking this moment over, before just going with it.

"Rhogar. And I fully intend to go with Kron. Most definately."

He dared not think more, let alone speak further about his god, lest his temper be stoked.

"When do you leave?"

[Dwarmin]

"Well met, Rhogar."

Halbarad points to the sky-tonight, there are no clouds. One can see the entire starscape-the constellations Pallas (with his great sword and helm), Khaos (grinning as always, star dagger behind his back) and Celius (firmly inbetween the two, his hand raised to keep them from fighting) are familiar to everyone, and a comfort to most.

Both moons are out this time of month as well-the large one, Luzen-and the smaller one, Lelian. (surprisingly enough, the names do not differ, no matter which race is making reference) They look very much like two interlocking pieces of a puzzle.

They are passing very close to each other now, almost touching...but not quite.

It is said in myths of most races that the two moons were once mortals blessed (or cursed depending on your view) by the Gods to ascend to the Heavens, and placed in the night sky to compliment the stars and shine on the Earth with the light of their love...

They were once kept together by the power of Pallas, but the Gods say Khaos sundered the Moon when he grew jealous of them-and now, they must eternally make their nightly rounds, passing close but not being able to touch...only meeting once every ten years, on the Festival Eclipse of Celius-his gift to them.

Halbarad spends a few moments regarding the stars and moon in silent wonder, perhaps pondering his own situation.

"...About an hour. When the Lovers part ways for the night. See you on the Eastern slopes, Rhogar."

[Zako]

Rhogar just nodded and left, heading back to the lizardman he had left before. Seeing that he was still there, he spoke quietly.

"I have found a group that is leaving seperately from us. They seem honest enough. They meet on the eastern slopes in about an hour. Don't say I sent you though, I would rather not have any trouble."

And without further ado, he left to wait in peace and quiet, checking with his bracelet on the progress of the orc champion.