Road to the Grail

[CJF]

Okay, that works. Thanks Kookaburra!


Robin made sure he didn't leave Rebecca's aid for even a second. Robin's, once full quiver, was now only down to five arrows. He tried t use them sparingly, but since his sword was not with him, he soon ran out of arrows. He did have a knife with him, however.
"At least I'm not fully weaponless." he said to himself. Robin jumped when out of nowhere, an Orgrock darted in front of him. Robin jumped back, as it slashed at his stomach. Robin caught his balance, grabbed it's hand, spun it around and cut it's throat. Another Orgrock jumped on his back, knocking Robin to the ground. Robin reached for his knife, but it was a few inches to far away. Robin tried to kick the Orgrock off, but it was too big. Suddenly, to Orgrock's eyes widened, and it toppoled to the ground. Robin stood and caught his breath. He turrned and saw Rebecca standing, bow in hand. Robin smiled. "Thank you."
Rebecca smiled and nodded.

 

[Kookaburra]

Arannte's supply of arrows was running out. Soon she'd have to go hand-to-hand with these monsters.
Just then, she heard an answering blast on a horn in the darkness from beyond her view. The ogroks seemed to tumble like leaves before the seasoned challengers that now cut off their escape.
Swords clashed and cut like butter, arrows flew and hooves thundered. Just then Nyanie's group came up to the gate at a gallop, leaving behind a trail of dead ogroks and bringing a great many more behind.
The larger group was repulsed quickly and not another Chyska was brought down on their horse as they flung their last shots into the fleeing remnant of just a few.
Arannte leapt down and fought with a few ogroks that had been cut off, her leg paining her little despite the ugly wound. One of her last arrows and a daggar stroke finished them off before she turned to meet the advancing newcomers.
She saw a movement out of the corner of her eye, and she smiled. Even if Rebecca was knocked about the head so many times she couldn't see, the blood of warriors sang so loudly in her veins that she would fight blind.
She also saw Henry and Even returning up the stairs, blood staining their garments. They were leading their horses, who were shying at the smell of the death.
Arannte drew her cloak--which had somehow been left untouched and untorn--tighter around her shoulders and she drew the hood back.
Rebecca winced slightly at the sight of the old scars that ran down her neck--four thin silvery threads from the death throes of a wildcat that had come out more the worse for wear.
Arannte turned back towards her friends as if from a dream and touched her wound. It was ugly, but after a few moments of concentration, the swelling reduced and the wound closed somewhat.
"Thank you, Rann." Rebecca said, her hand on Arannte's arm. "Don't be afraid to fight for good."
Arannte's eyes flickered. "When the Chyska decide to talk to us, you shall meet those who are both very powerful in magic and aren't afraid to use it. But I don't want to live like them."
Rebecca's eyes held sympathy. "Don't worry, Rann. I can't imagine you being other than Arannte, my good friend."
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That's all I can post for now--got to get ready for school

 

[CJF]

I'll post in a little bit. Have to take out the gabage and clean the family room. Then I'll be back up. Hey, where has Josh been latley? For the past....three day's he hasn't been on.

 

[CJF]

Okay. I am back. Even though that took alot longer than I thought. I have to leave for Youth soon. I kinda have an idea. It'll have to be a rather short post, but at least it'll get me going somewhere. First, I'll start with Henry.
Uggg, this sucks. I can't think of a bloomin thing to write. Hey, I like the word bloomin. I heard on Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. A little while ago, I wrote up a whole post about Robin and Rebecca, but it'll have to come later. Oh well. g2g!

 

[Blessed-one]

Rylan slashed at the enemy with his sword, his quiver was now empty. The Orgrocks closed in, trying to cut them off, but Robin's arrows, along with Even and the others managed to keep an opening, and the group rode through. Ellome has lost his horse and he sighed, his horse whining sounding extremely loud in the battle. Once in, the group jumped down their horses and went to help, distracting and hacking at more enemies as they surged forward. Nyanie grimaced at the blood that was now soaking her shirt, at least it wasn't her blood, thank goodness.

Just then, an army of Chyska arrived, and the Orgrocks were pressed back, their grunts sounding quite frantic. The horses thundered across the battlefield, and the Chyska laid waste to everywhere they went.
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With a swish of her cloak, Elrea moved silently out of the area.

 

[will_wait4Him]

.........Great posts everybody!!! Well, I don't really feel like quoting anyone right now so I'll do my best. Well, Navy seal, I already have plans for the ending and nobody knows where or what the holy grail is. Kookaburra, instead of magic, maybe your character could've been born with a God given ability. It'll make it sound way Christianier, I don't know. It's your choice.

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Even, William, Rylan, Nyanie, and Loakin faught bravely in an attempt to give the Chyska a helping hand. The Chyska had killed or driven away most of the Ogrok's, but still some remained. Even ran in front of the approaching Ogrok's who had their weapons held high! All of a sudden, Even's entire body lit up in the silvery glow as it did back at the river! His long sword and knife were now made of hard crystal and were also glowing a silvery color. Even's natural born blessings had imirged once again. His blinding glow lit up the entire forest as he slowly walked towards the remaining Ogroks.

The lead ogrok swung at Even's head and Even rolled to the side and sliced the ogroks torso in half. Even stabbed the next two ogroks in the stomach as he ran past them towards a smaller group. As he got closer, their griffins picked them up and they flew off. Even turned around to the rest of the group starring at him.
"What is this? Why does it happen to you?" asked William walking up to Even.
Even simply shrugged his shoulders as the glow began to fade once again, but this time, his eues were now an aqua light blue color and his hair was white. His weapons also remained in there crystal form. Loakin walked up to Even.
"Like the new look."
Even simply blushed and continued to walk towards the tower where everybody was gathering.

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Sorry it wasn't much, but I couldn't really think of anything. What are the Chyska?

 

[Kookaburra]

They Chyska are the wizard people of the forest, and the Joscet are of the moors and open plains. They are blessed by God with powers (as you suggested) but most are non-believers and powerful practisers of witchcraft.
Yes, I wanted Arannte to be gifted by God. I wouldn't have it any other way. I just call it magic because I haven't thought up a word for it yet. I will, though. Kind of like the real Grail, it was a cup of sorts, but they only came up with the Grail bit after it's legend.
Also, a question--is Even 'gifted' as well? with a type of 'magic', if that's what you can call it?
I'll post in a little bit. Very tired...Friday arvo.

 

[Kookaburra]

The mounted warrior rode up to the tight-knit group, his sword blade still wet with the blood of the Ogroks.
Arannte drew away from the group, aware that they were watching her carefully. Her dark cloak hid her features and her eyes were deep in shadow as she faced the Chyska, who dismounted and held out the handle of his sword towards her. She took it and raised it above her head, swinging it in the glittering fast manuevres she was known for.
After an especially complicated move, she thrust the point of the sword deep into the turf, scoring a deep gash that showed the dark earth through.
The chyska were in a semi circle around her, and looked on approvingly as she crossed her arms over each other until her outstretched fingers touched the pommel in the customary greeting between tribes.
The warrior threw back his hood and spoke, his silvery voice floating on the night breeze as the blade glittered in the moonlight.
"Welcome, Arannte of the Joscets."
She inspected the older man. She hesitated to call him elderly because despite his silver hair he maintained a strong handshake and a straight sword stroke.
"Thank you for your assistance, Chyska Dei."
She gestured to the others. "These are my friends." She introduced them each, and a murmur of approval arose upon the introductions of all, many having heard of their legendary strengths, journeys or in some cases, escapes.

 

[CJF]

Uggg. I hate WB. Welcome back Josh!

 

[Grimr]

Shrinkar ran twords his Griffin he was wounded badly two arrows had stuck in his armor if he hadn't worn chain mail under his scale armor he would be dead before he could get word to Grishnack. An hour later Shrinkar had landed on one of the battlements of the nearly rebuilt castle. My Lord nintey of our Ogroks were defeated. What! very well them I suppose we shall have to make more send an order to our stone massons to remake the ogrocks to where they are stronger.

 

[CJF]

Just BUMPing up this thread.

 

[CJF]

Will post in a little bit. I keep saying I have an idea, but then I realize that my idea is stupid, and I start the process all over agin. Oh well. I will post eventualy.

 

[CJF]

Wow. Lot's of people are browsing this thread. Hi everyone!

Hi to..
Kookaburra
CelandineBaggins
will_wait4him
Grimr

 

[CJF]

Bump. Keeping this at the top!

 

[Grimr]

New Charachter
Name: Durin IronOak
Age: 99
Species: Dwarf
Religion: Christian
Height: 5 feet
Weight: 140 lbs
Hair and beard color: Jet black
Eye color: Blue eyes
Armor: Dwarvin Chainmail shirt , Iron helmet, boots of dragon hide, Bronze Sheild
Weapons: double bladed Ax, two throwing, Axs, and a short stabbing sword by the name of Orgolin (the Orc Smasher)
History: Born in the mountains of Scotland he and his people practice Christianity.


Durin was sitting on the ground as he was roasting his evening dinner Mutton, bread, cheese, and Ale. He suddenly heard the roars of battle well lets see whats going on. Durin began to run twords the abandoned village as he reached their he noticed several dead bodies of monsters he had never seen before. He ran on to the ancien tower where he saw some humans standing around on guard. Well helo there my good fellows may I ask what the trouble is?

 

[Kookaburra]

hi all. lol. I'll try and post later. Darrions, any idea is a great idea. The only stupid one is the one not shared. I'd like to hear it, if you want to PM me.

 

[Blessed-one]

no idea what's going on. (what's Arannte doing with the sword?)
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Everything was certainly getting confusing with the army of Chysa's arrival and Even's sword changing shape right before their eye. Just when things seemed to be settling down, with Arannte introducing everyone, a figure approached the group. Dressed in a chainmail shirt, iron helmet and boots of dragon hide, he was short with a jet black beard. He was also armed with a bronze shield and a double bladed axe, and his voice was jovial.

Some people recognized him immediately, he was a dwarf.

 

[Kookaburra]

oh, what Arannte was doing, was just the traditional greeting between two of the warrior 'magical' tribes. She's Joscet, they are Chyska--two different tribes.

 

[Grimr]

Durin IronOak at your service friends Durin said with a bow. He then recognized one of the people in the group. Your Higness it is good to see you Durin said as he ran tword the Scotish King it's good to see you again the Dwarf said as he kneeled before the king.

 

[CJF]

Well, mybe my idea wasn't stupid, but with all the posts that had been posted, it wouldn't have worked, and THEN it would have sounded stupid. Oh well. Say, when is this fight going to be over so they can movie on? Speeking of which, I'm rather curious as to wether or not Even is going accept Robin's offer of shelter. (I'm hoping he will, cause I've written out a big long post about it.) If not, that's perfectly fine to. I can always change the setting. I just have a neat idea I could do with my characters, if they went to Robin's camp. But, if not...I can always do it some place else. Just thought I'd ask!

I'm really hyper right now. The drama director at our Church is thinking of doing a Left Behind The Kid's Drama Series. He might put me in as a main character. (I'm hoping either Vicki, Darrion or Shelly.) Although Vicki might not be a good idea. That whole scene with Ryan in book 13, I don't think I could do it without laughing. And the worst part is, I almost cried when I read it. Being Darrion would be okay, accept the whole scene with her dad in book 9...I'm not that good at crying you see. I can't make myself cry. I can scream and yell and fight, but cry...no can do. Shelly would be fun. She's tough and bossy. Like me. The only thing is, she takes alot of working on before she accepts Christ. So, there's up's and downs to all of those. Then Chaya! Talk about a hard part to play! I mean, I'm not THAT good at acting. After those four, I'm fresh out of Christian female characters I could play!

Anyways, I've been boring you all to death.