From: carnage669@aol.com (Carnage669)
Date: 20 Sep 1998 19:20:38 EDT
Cletus walk back to his house after a stroll through downtown Rydin...he was bored out of his mind and looking for something to do. Having found Rydin to be somewhat deserted today he went back home. He walked through downtown Rydin and into the slums where he lived in his two room shack. He couldn't afford any better place. He and his brother have both been broke since coming to this land from their homeland. His brother had built a cabin deep
in the woods. He was good with work like that....Cletus wasn't.
Cletus unlocked his door and walked inside. What awaited him was a sight all to familiar to him. His house had been ransacked again. Immediatly he wondered who did it this time. Was it the kids from across the street, the kids from down the block, or the gang that walked his street?? Either way, Cletus didn't seem to care. He walked over to the hidden spot where he kept what little money he had. The money he was saving to move out of this rat
infested pig-stye.
"Whew...still there he muttered..."
He then began the arduous task of cleaning up. He started re-arranging what few belongings he had. As he was cleaning, something caught his attention. Something sliver glittered in what little light entered his sole window. He walked over to his far wall, and there, sticking into a map of his homeland of Polaris was a silver-handled knife. The knife was pinning up a note. Cletus walked over to the knife and pulled it out. He looked at the
handle. It was carved in a pattern that he vaguely remembered. Cletus thought hard, but he couldn't put his finger on the pattern. Then he picked up the note and read it.
Cletus
I have Metrina....your remember her, don't you??? But the real question is, do you remember me?? Be on guard...I've got you this time....
Octavius
After reading the note, Cletus clenched his fist around it....in anger.
"Octavius....I thought we killed that bastard. And how the hell did he get to Met?? This ain't good at all...."
He then ran out of his house, through the slums, and made his way towards his brother's house in the woods....
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From: maxim128@aol.com (Maxim128)
Date: 20 Sep 1998 19:54:05 EDT
Magnus was bringing lumber back to his three room cabin in the woods, when he realized that once again he was without food for the night. He finished bringing the wood inside his cabin, and then went in search for wild game. He brought along one of the many bows he had made himself. Magnus was into making weapons. In fact, he had a found a small ore deposit near his cabin and was forging weapons from it. He was going to try and sell these
weapons at the marketplace to make a little bit of spending money...for food and other nessecities.
After spotting a dear off in the distance, Magnus carefully aimed his bow and shot at it. A perfect shot through the neck of the dear. The dear fell dead. Magnus walked over to the carcass and picked it up over his shoulder. He then slowly carried it back to his cabin.
When he arrived back at his home, he skinned the deer and gutted it. Magnus had learned to make use of all of the parts of an animal. He threw the skin over a line, so it dried out, and put the insides aside to give to his brother's dog Terra, who ran to Magnus' house after Cletus had entered the arena. Cletus never takes Terra into the arena, but usually lets her wander around by herself untill he is done. Usually, she goes to Magnus' to kill
time.
Magnus then placed the raw meat on the fire he had made. After that, he sat down and began to carve hilts out of the deer bone, when suddenly a knock came at his door.
"Magnus, open up"
It was his brothers voice...quickly Magnus headed to the door and opened it. Cletus handed him a small, crumbled up note.
"Read it."
Magnus read the note....quickly his smile changed into a frown.
"Octavius, huh?? I knew we should have made sure he was dead."
Terra barked hearing the name Octavius and quickly ran over to stand by her master. Magnus then walked over to where his sword was hanging on the wall.
"Seems we'll get another shot at him. This time, I'll be sure the blow will be final."
Cletus and Magnus then sat down to discuss what they were to do.
Date: 20 Sep 1998 19:54:05 EDT
Magnus was bringing lumber back to his three room cabin in the woods, when he realized that once again he was without food for the night. He finished bringing the wood inside his cabin, and then went in search for wild game. He brought along one of the many bows he had made himself. Magnus was into making weapons. In fact, he had a found a small ore deposit near his cabin and was forging weapons from it. He was going to try and sell these
weapons at the marketplace to make a little bit of spending money...for food and other nessecities.
After spotting a dear off in the distance, Magnus carefully aimed his bow and shot at it. A perfect shot through the neck of the dear. The dear fell dead. Magnus walked over to the carcass and picked it up over his shoulder. He then slowly carried it back to his cabin.
When he arrived back at his home, he skinned the deer and gutted it. Magnus had learned to make use of all of the parts of an animal. He threw the skin over a line, so it dried out, and put the insides aside to give to his brother's dog Terra, who ran to Magnus' house after Cletus had entered the arena. Cletus never takes Terra into the arena, but usually lets her wander around by herself untill he is done. Usually, she goes to Magnus' to kill
time.
Magnus then placed the raw meat on the fire he had made. After that, he sat down and began to carve hilts out of the deer bone, when suddenly a knock came at his door.
"Magnus, open up"
It was his brothers voice...quickly Magnus headed to the door and opened it. Cletus handed him a small, crumbled up note.
"Read it."
Magnus read the note....quickly his smile changed into a frown.
"Octavius, huh?? I knew we should have made sure he was dead."
Terra barked hearing the name Octavius and quickly ran over to stand by her master. Magnus then walked over to where his sword was hanging on the wall.
"Seems we'll get another shot at him. This time, I'll be sure the blow will be final."
Cletus and Magnus then sat down to discuss what they were to do.
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From: carnage669@aol.com (Carnage669)
Date: 27 Sep 1998 17:50:37 EDT
Cletus had finally finished his dueling for the evening and was on his way home. He had been out untill 2:30 am. Not usual for him. He left Terra at his home and was walking back alone...half asleep, half ticked off for losing 2 duels. He quickly passed through downtown Rhydin, wanting to get home and get to sleep. After rounding the corner into the alley before his house, he noticed a dark, hooded figure alongside a wall. He very quickly, but
un-noticeably drew a small knife from the inside of his cloak. Continuing to walk down the alley, he heard the figure walk behind him, then, with lightning fast speed, turned around and confronted the figure.
The hooded figure stopped dead in his tracks. Cletus slowly put the knife away and reached for his sword Hralfgar. After standing there in silence for a moment, Cletus muttered...
"Who the hell are you?"
The figure reached up and took his hood off, revealing a face Cletus had not seen in ages. It was the face of a man who twice nearly killed Cletus and Magnus. A man who Cletus had though his blade had slain. A man who went by the name of Octavius.
"Ahh...Cletus...we meet again eh?"
Cletus spoke not a word, but was quick to attack...catching Octavius off guard. The two then engaged in a heated battle. Their blades clanged against each other in the still, quiet night. Ironically enough, the blades only drew the attention of one soul. And she stood queitly and watched in the shadows. As the two fought, Cletus grew wearier and wearier, and eventually lost control of his sword, and tripped to the ground. Octavius was quick
to jump on top of the weary man and hold his sword up to Cletus' throat.
"And now it ends for you young one."
At that moment, the silence was broken as a deep growl came from the shadows. A split second after the growl was heard, Terra had lept into the air and knocked Octavius from Cletus' body. She viciously attacked Octavius...tearing his shirt and giving him numerous slashes with her claws. Octavius managed to take the hilt of his sword and knock it upside Terra's head. Dazed for a moment, she dropped back, giving Octavius the time he needed to
escape. Terra and Cletus both got back up, and wearily made their way back home.
Date: 27 Sep 1998 17:50:37 EDT
Cletus had finally finished his dueling for the evening and was on his way home. He had been out untill 2:30 am. Not usual for him. He left Terra at his home and was walking back alone...half asleep, half ticked off for losing 2 duels. He quickly passed through downtown Rhydin, wanting to get home and get to sleep. After rounding the corner into the alley before his house, he noticed a dark, hooded figure alongside a wall. He very quickly, but
un-noticeably drew a small knife from the inside of his cloak. Continuing to walk down the alley, he heard the figure walk behind him, then, with lightning fast speed, turned around and confronted the figure.
The hooded figure stopped dead in his tracks. Cletus slowly put the knife away and reached for his sword Hralfgar. After standing there in silence for a moment, Cletus muttered...
"Who the hell are you?"
The figure reached up and took his hood off, revealing a face Cletus had not seen in ages. It was the face of a man who twice nearly killed Cletus and Magnus. A man who Cletus had though his blade had slain. A man who went by the name of Octavius.
"Ahh...Cletus...we meet again eh?"
Cletus spoke not a word, but was quick to attack...catching Octavius off guard. The two then engaged in a heated battle. Their blades clanged against each other in the still, quiet night. Ironically enough, the blades only drew the attention of one soul. And she stood queitly and watched in the shadows. As the two fought, Cletus grew wearier and wearier, and eventually lost control of his sword, and tripped to the ground. Octavius was quick
to jump on top of the weary man and hold his sword up to Cletus' throat.
"And now it ends for you young one."
At that moment, the silence was broken as a deep growl came from the shadows. A split second after the growl was heard, Terra had lept into the air and knocked Octavius from Cletus' body. She viciously attacked Octavius...tearing his shirt and giving him numerous slashes with her claws. Octavius managed to take the hilt of his sword and knock it upside Terra's head. Dazed for a moment, she dropped back, giving Octavius the time he needed to
escape. Terra and Cletus both got back up, and wearily made their way back home.
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From: maxim128@aol.com (Maxim128)
Date: 04 Oct 1998 01:21:05 EDT
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Magnus emerged from the Arena late Saturday to a dark, cold night. He noticed a white dog lying across the street, near the entrance to a small pub. He realized it was Terra and immediatly walked over to her.
"All alone?"
Just then Cletus walked out of the bar. The two exchanged greetings and together, with Terra, began to walk through Rhydin. After a short while Cletus turned to his brother and said.
"Rough night?"
"Aye." He began. "I dropped three tonight, and Daelin lost his challenge."
"Tis a shame about Daelin. Did you hear what Lupton did?"
"Aye."
"Despite what everyone else thought, I kinda liked him." Cletus said.
"I don't respect him anymore since he retired just cause he lost his ring."
"Anywho, I had a good night tonight. I won th----"
Just then Cletus let out a howl followed by a large grunt. An small metal-tipped arrow had broken the stillness of the night and made its way deep into Cletus' left arm. Quick as lightning, Magnus unsheathed the Dual Blade and turned to the direction he thought the arrow originated from. Terra sniffed the air wildly and let out a deep growl.
A figure stepped from the shadows and dropped his crossbow. Reaching to his side, he drew his blade. Cletus broke the hilt of the arrow off, leaving the tip of it in his arm. He slowly reached for his blade, and with the little strength he had, drew it into his right hand.
The figure from the shadows then spoke.
"It ends now."
(tbc)
Date: 04 Oct 1998 01:21:05 EDT
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Magnus emerged from the Arena late Saturday to a dark, cold night. He noticed a white dog lying across the street, near the entrance to a small pub. He realized it was Terra and immediatly walked over to her.
"All alone?"
Just then Cletus walked out of the bar. The two exchanged greetings and together, with Terra, began to walk through Rhydin. After a short while Cletus turned to his brother and said.
"Rough night?"
"Aye." He began. "I dropped three tonight, and Daelin lost his challenge."
"Tis a shame about Daelin. Did you hear what Lupton did?"
"Aye."
"Despite what everyone else thought, I kinda liked him." Cletus said.
"I don't respect him anymore since he retired just cause he lost his ring."
"Anywho, I had a good night tonight. I won th----"
Just then Cletus let out a howl followed by a large grunt. An small metal-tipped arrow had broken the stillness of the night and made its way deep into Cletus' left arm. Quick as lightning, Magnus unsheathed the Dual Blade and turned to the direction he thought the arrow originated from. Terra sniffed the air wildly and let out a deep growl.
A figure stepped from the shadows and dropped his crossbow. Reaching to his side, he drew his blade. Cletus broke the hilt of the arrow off, leaving the tip of it in his arm. He slowly reached for his blade, and with the little strength he had, drew it into his right hand.
The figure from the shadows then spoke.
"It ends now."
(tbc)
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From: carnage669@aol.com (Carnage669)
Date: 04 Oct 1998 01:51:39 EDT
The three men and the one dog stood there in the still night. Cletus felt the pain of the arrow head still in his arm.
Octavius was first to strike...he unleashed a small quake spell that knocked Magnus from his feet. He then lept into the air and the fallen man. Terra, seeing the attack coming, lept into the air to meet him. Her jaws clamped down on his left arm. He landed far short of Magnus. Octavius flailed his arm widely, with Terra still hanging on. Then, with one final jerk, Terra went flying into a dumpster, still clinging to the arm.
Octavius winced and looked down to his missing arm...He muttered an ow. When he looked back up, Magnus was opon him. The two entered a classic sword fight. Each swinging and blocking. Eventually Magnus' weariness caught up to him and he made a mistake. Octavius took full advantage of it and knocked Magnus' upside the head with the hilt of his sword. Magnus fell to the ground.
Octavius turned his sword so that the tip of the blade faced the ground. He then jumped into the air and attepted to bring his blade down into Magnus' chest. He was in mid-jump, mere feet away from his goal, but Octavius had forgotten about Cletus, and at that moment Hralfgar entered Octavius' back and emerged through his chest.
This twist of fate for Octavius caused his blade to go off its path. The sword bent upward and cut a deep gash into Magnus' right cheek. Octavius' limp body feel to the ground and lied along side Magnus.
Cletus walked over and helped his brother up, then removed Hralfgar from Octavius' chest. They both looked at the lifeless body lying in front of them. Magnus leaned forward, blood dripping from his face, and slit the throat...just to be positive this time.
Terra came out of the dumpster and dropped the arm next to the body. The three looked at the body one last time and began to walk home, to attend to their wounds.
Cletus then began...
"So, as I was saying, I won three duels tonight and......"
Date: 04 Oct 1998 01:51:39 EDT
The three men and the one dog stood there in the still night. Cletus felt the pain of the arrow head still in his arm.
Octavius was first to strike...he unleashed a small quake spell that knocked Magnus from his feet. He then lept into the air and the fallen man. Terra, seeing the attack coming, lept into the air to meet him. Her jaws clamped down on his left arm. He landed far short of Magnus. Octavius flailed his arm widely, with Terra still hanging on. Then, with one final jerk, Terra went flying into a dumpster, still clinging to the arm.
Octavius winced and looked down to his missing arm...He muttered an ow. When he looked back up, Magnus was opon him. The two entered a classic sword fight. Each swinging and blocking. Eventually Magnus' weariness caught up to him and he made a mistake. Octavius took full advantage of it and knocked Magnus' upside the head with the hilt of his sword. Magnus fell to the ground.
Octavius turned his sword so that the tip of the blade faced the ground. He then jumped into the air and attepted to bring his blade down into Magnus' chest. He was in mid-jump, mere feet away from his goal, but Octavius had forgotten about Cletus, and at that moment Hralfgar entered Octavius' back and emerged through his chest.
This twist of fate for Octavius caused his blade to go off its path. The sword bent upward and cut a deep gash into Magnus' right cheek. Octavius' limp body feel to the ground and lied along side Magnus.
Cletus walked over and helped his brother up, then removed Hralfgar from Octavius' chest. They both looked at the lifeless body lying in front of them. Magnus leaned forward, blood dripping from his face, and slit the throat...just to be positive this time.
Terra came out of the dumpster and dropped the arm next to the body. The three looked at the body one last time and began to walk home, to attend to their wounds.
Cletus then began...
"So, as I was saying, I won three duels tonight and......"
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From: carnage669@aol.com (Carnage669)
Date: 04 Oct 1998 12:23:30 EDT
The next morning, Cletus was walking back to the Arena, his left arm bandaged up and in a sling. It still hurt. The arrow had pierced the bone and shredded the muscle surrounding it. He passed by the spot where the battle had taken place last night.
There was nothing there...no blood, no body, no arm...
"Weird...musta been the street cleaners...I guess they get a lot of this."
As he continued to walk, his eye caught a piece of paper lying on the ground, but he paid no attention to it...thinking it just trash and continued on his daily routine.
Date: 04 Oct 1998 12:23:30 EDT
The next morning, Cletus was walking back to the Arena, his left arm bandaged up and in a sling. It still hurt. The arrow had pierced the bone and shredded the muscle surrounding it. He passed by the spot where the battle had taken place last night.
There was nothing there...no blood, no body, no arm...
"Weird...musta been the street cleaners...I guess they get a lot of this."
As he continued to walk, his eye caught a piece of paper lying on the ground, but he paid no attention to it...thinking it just trash and continued on his daily routine.