RP- The Shroud descends

Ella raised her eyebrow. What was up with her? Oh well... She should try to find Light and the Lord. But looking around for any traces of them proved useless. "LIGHT!" She yelled. No response... Looks like they were a distance away.

//I have to say feet is one of the best people to rp with, not only do you write well and keep it realistic, but you add drama. xD

 

Lord Skorge gave up with this futile waiting, he started to run, when he made it to Ella he showed the young teenage boy, "do you promise to keep this boy safe?" he asked. He realised that, he shouldn't try to physically target them, he wasn't sure if he could take even one of these heroes. He would break their spirit, emotional and mental attacks. He flashed visions to Ella of the great fire that had happened.

 

Light was half way through the forest when he realized Lord had gone back. Light could sense the change in wind as if it was instinct to go back. Light was going a little to fast to stop himself properly so he shoved his hand into the ground causing an uproar which he made himself turn around. He then kicked off a tree and started to run back. "Your not getting away" Light screams at the top of his lungs

 

Talk about a crazy old skeleton. First he tries to kidnap Aspathe, then appears in front of Ella asking for the safety of some Elven boy. "Uh..." She stepped back slightly. "Who is he?"
She saw Light rounding the edge of the forest, charging towards Lord Skorge.

 

Light is about 5 minutes away from Ella and he sees Lord Skorge.. The only thing that crosses his mind is how useless he seems to be to his friends. How many changes he has to go through to get stronger. He went from helping a stranger to loving these guys. Light feels a dark pit in his chest.. He stops in his steps and just collapses into the ground onto his knees. He hears a voice inside his head... *You went through so much eh?...Nothing helped, never noticed..Let me take over for a little..* Light slams his head into the ground shattering the knight helm and screams frantically.

//I like being dramatic too :( i just always have way to many thoughts in my head to RP with.

 

//Thankyou!

Aspathe kept running until she was far into the forest. There she leaned against a large oak, catching her breath. Mentally, she facepalmed herself. She'd left everything back in Temor, except for the book she carried with her at all times. But she didn't want to go back. Ella might still be there. The very thought of her made Aspathe's skin crawl. Raging, she hit the moss besides her, before another pressing matter entered her head.
"They know," she whispered to herself, "They know my secret."
She spotted a small leather pouch, hidden beneath the leaf litter that covered the floor. Picking it up, she retrieved its occupants- a needleand thread. Probably dropped by a careless adventurer, she reasoned. There would be plenty of times where they would need to repair clothes.
Whoever was the original owner wasn't important, with an idea brewing in Aspathe's mind. Time to leave this place, with first making some adjustments.

//BTW, I think turning evil hot right now. Lark, Ugos.. Who's next?

 

Raven was incapacitated. He had soon enough broken out of it and forgot where everyone had gotten to.

//Sorry for not bein' on. Had to do some vary important thungs.

 

"Who here will protect this poor boy?" He asked, taking a staggering blow from Light, "he is a poor elven boy, an orphan to be precise, who will promise to protect him from me?"

 

Lights left arm is completely corrupt. He has a devil arm.. The arm doesnt possess him.. It only brings out his inner colors. Light stands up and walks out of the forest towards Lord Skorge with his head down. He slowly picks up pace every few seconds.

 

"So you promise to protect this boy? Well... you shouldn't make a promise you can't keep." Lord Skorge placed his fingers on the boy's temples, it imploded into an orgy of brain, blood and gore. Lord Skorg channeled a vision to Light, it was of Light's father leaving to join the king's guard that day.

 

Light continues to walk forward gripping his left fist with his face down. Hes completely unconscious and ready to kill anything infront of him.

 

Lord Skorge notices that, so he tries to grab Ella and throw her in front of Light.

 

"Hey! You didn't have to kill him!" Ella growled.
Ella twisted out of the Lord's hold. Angry at the waste of life, she charged a light orb and slammed it into the side of the skeletons head.

 

Lord Skorge just melted into nothing, all that was left was a cloud of fog, and that fog was Lark, but in consciousness form. "Guys, it's me Lark, my mind is still alive, my body though... you know what happened Ella.

 

A lone, hooded figure entered the city Derius just as the sun was coming up. The person's tight clothing was contrasted by a long, flowing jacket with many pockets. The newcomer walked along the main street, search for an item of interest.
Eyes watched uneasily as the figure continued on the journey it took. The city's guard remained alert. A new recruit was repositioning his weapon when the visitor diverted from the straight path it took, towards an equipment shop. Maces and swords lay on racks behind the burly shopkeeper.
"I would like that staff," spoke the visitor, referring to the black stained yew weapon reenforced with steel strips. It leaned against the display wall.
"Sure thing," replied the shopkeeper. Unlike the other townspeople, he wasn't bothered by the newcomer. He'd dealt with many shady people in his industry. Besides, on closer look she was a young female. Nothing to be worried about, he thought. He was wrong.
The shopkeeper retrieved the staff and was about to hand it over before he remembered an important detail. He placed it towards him on the counter before putting out his hand.
"65 gold crowns," he said gruffly.
The girl grabbed the staff.
"Do I look like someone who pays?"
The shopkeeper swung the sword hidden behind the counter at Aspathe. She ducked pulling the staff towards her. The Guards ran towards her, brandishing swords and maces.
5 minutes later 3 guards and the shopkeeper lay on the floor. Bandaging her arm using the guard's first aid kit, she walked out of the town. Her skill with the scythe allowed her to wield the staff with some proficiency, however she would have to train some more.

 

Light walks up to the fog and blows it away with his fist like its nothing. His eyes are purple with black pupils, He walks towards Ella and stops infront of her.

 

"Calm your temper, fire spark!" Lark reformed the fog and watched what happened.

 

Light turns around and faces the fog, while looking up his pupils change size making wind fly at the fog dispersing it once again.

 

"That's not getting you anywhere, young lad." Lark says reforming himself once more, "actually you know what? I'm finding myself a new body, also Aspathe is missing." Lark began his journey, it was much easier being a fog of conscience.

 

Light looks down at Ella and suddenly collapses unconscious.