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[Talon Lord Othrim]

 

Calaas Aesir stood in the courtyard of the White Tower of Hoeth. He was 1 of 5 that had completed their SwordMaster training. They all stood proud, their blades gleemed and their armour shon. Loradill Uathan the grand master himself had presided over the ceremony. He stood before them now..

"You have fought with the spirits of the ancestors on your backs and brought much honour to your houses. Each of you will be now presented with your Sword Masters Greatsword."

One by one each is called up and recieves their blade. A mark of high honour.

Eventually the ceremony ends and the newly appointed sword masters are left to the festivities. One our Calaas's battle brothers approaches..

"Brother Calaas! who would have thought it. We did it finaly," he laughs and slaps him on the shoulder.......

[spoiler=ooc] The rest of this tale is you you to unfurl.....have fun and good luck.[/spoiler]

[Authrix]

Such an honour Calaas thought to himself as the ceremony played out. He found it returning again and again without bidding, a repeating chorus to the ceremony song. Such an honour...

After, he settled into the festivities, drinking and tasting the atmosphere as much as the vintage and food on offer. Presently, he was approached by one of his brothers. "Brother Calaas! who would have thought it. We did it finally." Calaas smiled back.
"Indeed we have brother. It has been a long journey, has it not?" Calaas took another sip of his drink, a fine aged wine, slightly bitter. "What are your plans now?"

[Talon Lord Othrim]

"Well I was thinking of perhaps applying for tower guardienship. You?"

[Authrix]

Calaas shook his head. "Then our paths must differ. Too long have I sat by idly upon Ulthuan. No, I plan to travel, to see the world. I think I shall find a group to travel with, before returning here to settle in my studies." He returned his brother's gesture, placing his hand upon his shoulder. "I wish you luck in your duties. May the gods favor you." With a nod he departed, leaving the others to enjoy the festivities, opting to retire to his quarters in the tower. Tomorrow, he would start making arrangements for his departure from Ulthuan.

[spoiler=OOC]Part 2 due tomorrow.[/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

He retires to his chambers, the sounds of the revalies carried on the winds. Sleep takes him.


A sound, slight but there rouses him from his slumber. His quarters, dark.

[spoiler=Awarness] I would like you to make an awarness roll pls[/spoiler]

[Authrix]

[Spoiler= Awareness]1d100 rolled for a total of: 85 (85)[/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

He can hear someone in his room and can feel a breeze from an open window. His instincts tell him to act.

[Authrix]

Calaas rose, thrusting a candle into the gloom, his short sword ready in his other hand, ready to confront the infiltrator.
[spoiler=spot check]1d100 rolled for a total of: 45 (45)[/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

He see's clearly the intruder, wrapped head to foot in black and red leathers the dark elf assasin turns to face him. It's face covered by a mask he could see the look in it's eyes. It was pleasure. Slowly it drew two thin stilleto daggers and prepaired to combat.

[Authrix]

[Spoiler=OOC]Sorry I've not replied in a while, things have been hectic[/spoiler]

Calaas, barely armed and unarmoured, knew to engage with a Dark Elf assassin would be suicide right now. Moving slowly towards the exit, he tried to distract the assassin, or at least buy some time for himself. "Why are you here, Druchii?"
[spoiler=Something roll - distract perhaps?]1d100 rolled for a total of: 29 (29)[/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Distraction]1d100 rolled for a total of: 59 (59)[/spoiler]

The assasin, too experienced to fall for such a casual distraction lunges at him the blades flash as they flick out to taste his flesh.

[spoiler=Assassin Attack]1d100 rolled for a total of: 2 (2)[/spoiler]

Slipping on Calass's discarded boots the assasin falls in a heap on the floor. Cursing his luck he swings his legs in order to flip himself back on his feet. Now was the time for Calass to act.... Fight or Flight!

[spoiler=ooc]You jammy sod lol damn you dice!![/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Just a little reminder.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Hi Let me know if you wish to continue

[Talon Lord Othrim]

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