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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 7:04 pm
The Fellowship were a group of warriors, as closely tied as family, murdered by one of their own, and then thousands of years later, reuniting with the sole surviving member, Dark, and the earlier reincarnated Hokyo to finally defeat him.
But who were they?
Who were they before they met?
How did they meet?
What evils did they battle?
How did it come that they were betrayed?
This is their story.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 7:05 pm
The State of the World
There have always been demons, as far as anyone can remember. There have always been stories, raids on outlying villages, an occasional ramsacking of a city. But most people had never seen a demon, many even thought they were just legends...
But a year ago travellers began to be waylaid, their bodies found on the side of the road, entire villages dissapeared off the map. Demons were seen all over, but not as hectic, disorganized bandits, but they seemed to move with a purpose, as if they had a plan.
In times like these, the strong must take arms to fight for not only themselves, but their race and the world.
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Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2007 7:06 pm
Characters
There are two types of characters in this rp.
1. The Fellowship
You can be one of these characters if you were a member of the Fellowship in IN ANOTHER LIFE. You know who you are, if you don't, PM me, Hokyo Cumen, or Dark Kaine.
Profile:
Gaia Name: Name: Age: Weapons: Powers: Appearance: Personality: Background:
It might also be nice if you include a little information about your character's time in IN ANOTHER LIFE, especially if your name changed.
2. Other Characters
This RP is open to everyone in the guild, even if you weren't in IN ANOTHER LIFE. The Fellowship aren't the only people in the world. You can be pretty much anything, a villager from somewhere, a fighter who battles demons, a demon, sky's the limit. Any of us have the ability to say no to anything we think is too extreme, however.
Profile:
Gaia Name: Name: Age: Alignment: (good, neutral, evil) Weapons: Powers: Appearance: Personality: Background:
ALL PROFILES MUST BE SENT VIA PM TO DARK KAINE, HOKYO CUMEN, OR MYSELF!!!!!! ANY PROFILES FOUND IN THE FORUM WILL BE DELETED!!!!!
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 11:25 am
Accepted Profiles: ~Fellowship~
Gaia Name: Hokyo Cumen Name: Hokyo Cumen Age: 17 Weapons: A katana with two dragons fighting each other, one with wings and the other. Powers: The power of light, and making the stars fall it would seem. Appearance:  Personality: A child at heart, he is never really serious about anything. Though kind hearted and sweet he often picks fights with anyone that will go up against him. Background: Hokyo will never talk about his past, though for the last couple of years he has been become a well known warrior although a goof-ball and often the one to take the most pleasure out of battles. Besides four people, no one knows Hokyo’s past.
Gaia Name: Hokyo Cumen Name: Soma Cumen Age: 18 Weapons: Two small sword used for quickly killing things. Powers: Darkness to engulf someone in complete darkness. Appearance: Personality: Loud and somewhat of a know it all, he is often the one getting in fights with Hokyo, though they are bothers they would rather fight each other. He is somewhat cold and distance and often scares people away. Background: Soma is cold and will almost kill anyone that claims they know him, since his past is full of secrets like Hokyo. He would rather keep it that way in order to keep things save. Compared to Hokyo he is only second in battle skills, since he is far more quick to the kill than Hokyo.
Gaia Name: Hokyo Cumen Name: Hojo (Daton) Lone Age: 16 Weapons: A large sword made from the bones of a unknown creature. Powers: Small purple energy balls which surround his body for protection and can be launched forward to kill those around him. Appearance:  Personality: He is the shy one of the group, he often is silent when it comes to Hokyo and Soma. He normally is the voice of reason and will normally defend Hokyo since they are close. Background: Hojo or better known as Daton has been with Soma and Hokyo for as long as he can recall. He is carrying a large sin with him, along with the other two. Though he never has to worry about it since, Hokyo and Soma will defend him at all times to keep their past a secret. Gaia Name: bandi138138 Name: Bandi Darkwoods Age: 17 Weapons: his staff, Flamia Powers: Control over fire and shadow. Limited healing and mind reading Appearence:  Personality: Quiet and calm. That is basically how Bandi is. Not much is able to phase him and he is usually found with a calm and caring smile upon his face. However, he is not always so nice. There are parts of him that are fiercely cold and biting. Background: A descendent of a royal bloodline of mage kings, who have forfeited their thron to democracy, he is now traveling and training for self fullfillment and also works as a vigilante.Gaia Name: Arisa Phoenixstar Name: Kashi Age: 17 Weapons: Katana Powers: Empathy, Healing, Light powers that manifest as silver bands about her wrist until she uses them. Appearance: Personality: Though Kashi might seem at first almost shy, she is filled with a quiet determination. She speaks rarely, and when she does only with much thought. Though she doesnt speak often and jokes less, when she does talk sometimes it is with a wry almost sarcastic streak. She is slow to trust, but once she has opened her heart to someone she would do anything for them. She is loyal and determined, her deepest fear is of failure or giving into weakness in herself. Background: Kashi grew up in a border town that had always suffered from demon raids. When the raids began to increase and news reached the village of entire towns wiped out by demons, most of the villagers fled. Kashi, who had been trained to hold a blade since she could stand on two feet, and has began to develop strange powers has since travelled between the border towns lending her blade when needed. Gaia Name: Yunari Name: Yunari (also called Yune)) Age: 16 Weapons: magic abilities and sword Powers: the ability to manipulate fire and make it do her will Appearance:  Personality: Yunari is a good tempered woman. She’s calm and kind. She’s more of a people person and well probably the only one in her family who’s not completely out to kill people. She likes to play and have fun acting no her age all the time. She can’t be angered easily in less of course it’s a matter of life and death. She stands firmly for what she believes in and never gives up. Background: This ex princess both in this life and the last, as her family tends to recycle itself to stay true to the bloodline, ran away from home to escape her mother and brother’s rule. She lives life on the road traveling alone with the clothes on her back and the bag strapped over her shoulder. She prefers things this way because it means that life has no limits for her.Gaia Name: Dark_Kaine Name: Kaine Tyrell Age: 17 Weapons: One sword wield only by elves, and the other given by his mother Urd. Powers: Power to wield Darkness as well mind manipulation. Personality: Very Calm and rather heartless Background: Kaine Tyrell is a Aluxian, with half vamprisim. He is the reincarnation of Dark, who whom to be well known in the past. Kaine is under command of Daton, and suits to be his vessel incase Lord Daton is killed in his current body. Kaine has no friends or whatsoever due to humans hating half elves. Kaine also once in a while has a bloodlust once every full moon. His body turns completely to vampire features. He has a sister named Yunari who currently is taking care of him. Appearance: Kaine~Other~Name: Mimette (Kira) Eingard Age: 17 Weapons: Bladed Fans Powers: Not so much a power, but skill, she uses techniques similar to ninja. Appearance: Personality: Kira, as everyone knows her as, is a very outgoing and mischievious person. She has a short temper, though, and is easily upset. She speaks her mind, no matter who she's talking to, which often gets her into more trouble than she bargais for, but so far, she's managed to sneak her way out of it. She loves to have a good time, but sometimes, a good time means getting locked away for a night or two. Background: Mimette lived in a village with her two younger brothers after her parents died. She took care of them, and made sure to raise them the way her parents would have wanted her to, or so she thought. She did her best, but sometimes her best wasn't good enough. The older of the two if her brothers was drafted in by the village leaders, as was Mimette. The two of them would fight alongside one another whenever they were called to. In this day and age, Mimette was much more subtle, and acted much more noble and respecting. When they were gone, her youngest brother would stay home and care for the house. One day, when Mimette had come home from a pleasent walk, she was stopped in her tracks to find a devastated village that she once called home. Many had fallen, and those who hadn't were busy caring for the wounded. Mimette frantically searched the entire village for her brothers, and when she finally found them, the youngest one, Time, was being wept over by the oldest, Krad. After that, Krad had spent most of his time with Time, who had become very ill, and was slowly being killed from the inside, out. After a while, Krad began showing the same symptoms, but hid it from Mimette. So, Mimette went out on a long trip to lead her Uncle, who had been visiting, back to him home country. She led him half way, then cheerfully made her way back home. Krad had promised to keep Time safe, and Mimette had wholeheartedly trusted him with this, but when she finally got back home, she found her brothers dead. Being left with nothng, and feeling her heart disappearing from within her chest, Mimette left her home in search of meaning for herself. She soon became known as a notorious thief by the name of Kira. She often dyes her hair to throw off the authorities. Gaia Name: IzelWinfield Name: Izel Winfield Age: 16 Weapons: Two-way blade, with a handle in the middle, the length roughly about the same as an average Bo Staff. Powers: Burst of speed in her steps Appearance: Personality: Quiet and supportive, she tends to give all she has for a task. Very determined and strong spirited. Background: Once part of the royal Mage's elite army, She secretly held Bandi in her heart and protected him as his bodyguard. However, when the mages disbanded for democracy, she lost her job. She started to travel to find Bandi, after hearing he disappeared from Beksam. Gaia Name: EastAgustus Name: East Agustus Age: 21 Weapons: A pair of Tonfas Powers: Aerokinesis Appearance:  Personality: Charismatic and clearheaded, he was the second in command of the mages in Beksam, and almost like a big brother to Bandi. Background:Although much more capable of ruling than Bandi, he remained humble and accepted Bandi as the true leader as his bloodline demanded. However, when Bandi turned the kingdom into a democracy, he became the elected leader of the new nation. However he soon grew tired of the corrupted power struggle of "Government" and gave up his post, since the Eirlench Party demanded his impeachment anyway, due to their prejudice that he could not rule because of his young age. He now acts as a private detective/soldier for hire.Gaia Name: Yunari Name: Sasori Nagami Age: unknown Alignment: evil Weapons: Puppetry skills and (if really needed) two short daggers and martial arts for close combat Powers: puppetry and shadow play Puppetry: She uses invisible magical strings tied to her fingers to control her hand made puppets, dead bodies or living people to do her bidding, fight for her, shield her and sometimes even show emotion. The only way to escape her puppetry and be alive is, 1 she sets you free, 2 you have a strong will to be free, or 3 she dies. She has had years to perfect this. Her current puppet is one she “made” It is just like a human and feels like a human but is really only a cursed object. She can make and control up to three puppets at a time but she can have others made and locked away depending on how much danger she believes she is in. Shadow play: It refers to a specific type of Shadow magic. She can use the shadows and manipulate them to do what she wants but Shadow play is different. She turns the shadows into real solid objects and moves them like her puppets. The only thing different about these is that They can him but not be hit for they can cease to be real in the blink of an eye. These can be stopped thought because she can’t keep them sustained for a long time. Controlling shadows in such a way drains the energy so Shadow play is a limited attack. Appearance:  (The small one it Sasori and the one above her with the fan is Nagami her favorite puppet. Named from Sasori’s last name.)) Personality: Sasori is a simple person to understand. She does what she wants, when she wants to, when she feels the need to do something. She’d cold, calculation and likes the sight of blood. Background: Sasori turned her back on the world when she believed the world had turned it’s back on her. Her family was slaughtered in front of her when she was just a child. She went crazy and killed her parent’s murderer and then vowed revenge on the world and it’s inhabitants. She trusts no one and believes this to be a kill or be killed world.name: Sotoji Minosi personality: calm and quiet at times but likes to talk if the subject interests him but if it doesnt he'll just smile and listen. likes to smile alot but behind every smile sadness seems to be hiden deep underneath it. weapons: two short katana's powers: a black fire that only shows up when he's pissed off appearance:  Backround: Was the son of a master swordsman that taught him everything he knows. Until one day his father mysteriously died and ever since he has been a recluse and doesnt open up to people very easily but when he does he treats them like the family he never had and protects them with his life. Travels now taking jobs protecting villages amd towns from demons and when he fights he fights as if he is one of them but seems to be looking for one specifically for reasons unkown.[/ Gaia Name: Yunari Name: Kana Cesura Age: unknown appearance suggests about 16 Alignment: Evil (well Raven really)) Weapons: Magic abilities, skilled in hand to hand combat and knows how to handle a sword. Powers: wind and ice Personality: Kana is slightly dramatic at times but s he likes to kill things and has a fun time doing so. She’s absolutely in love with her master though it may be considered false love for she loved his power and not him directly. Background: Kana was an only child to a demon lord. When he was killed the tried to take over but found that it was a lot harder than her father made it seem. Cro cam along and after a calm time they ended up student and pupil. She learned to control her magic and how to fight from him. Cro also protected her in her time of weakness, which led her to begin to call him master. She has a period of time in which her defenses are down and her cat ears disappear. It is just for a day, one sun up and one sun down then her weakness fades and she becomes strong once more (will explain more later). She is loyal to Cro but lately something has changed about her master, It’s like he’s changed his personality and well she doesn’t like it.
Appearance(s): (Kana is the girl and Cro is the male)
Gaia Name: Yunari Name: Cro Tokogowa Age: unknown appearance suggests about 18 to 20 Alignment: Evil (well his own side really) Weapons: Magic abilities, skilled in hand-to-hand combat and the ability to manipulate others around him. Sword and even the ability to use others as weapons around him. Powers: shadows, powers of the mind (suggestion, telekinesis) Personality: Cro is a collective person. He laughs a lot for some strange reason and he is calculating. He thinks that people’s lives are a game and he likes to “play” with everyone like test subjects. It is hard to piss him off… or well it’s hard to see if he’s pissed off. He guards his emotions like they were the most precious thing in the world. Background: Many things about Cro are unknown. He is a descended of some strange occult god and there for tends to seep into the shadows now ant then. Whenever he takes care of someone it normally has something in it for himself. He does nothing that can’t in the end benefit himself. Well not till recently, he’s been on a conquest. He wants the world to tremble in his power as they did his ancient ancestors. He’s been recruiting an army, after all it was always nice to have a few mindless, replaceable minions.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 3:06 pm
As the sun began to rise, it began to slowly tear the darkness from the ground. Though in this field there seemed to be darkness that would not be removed, although that darkness changed into a bright red as the light came clearly through the entire field. Blood and gore laid in the vast field that the sun was shinning down at the current moment, bodies torn in half, body parts laid in waste across the ground soil sticking to the blood and cuts on the flesh. Though out of all this gore and blood, there was still the sound of clashing metal. Though it was not that of two enemies, this fight had been engaged late in the moon light long after the blood had been spilled of these demons. This fight fight was being held between two brothers, both of which were stained by the demon's blood from early, though neither had a mark on them. The demons only round about twenty bodies, but in this time and age killing more than two demons in a single setting was considered foolish and the curse of Dakmon, the king of demons would be placed upon the poor soul. It was said that Dakmon was created by the gods of the world, this world named Shindi. This creature was made to destroy all life on the planet, making it a blood bath. Though this will come to light later, at the current moment the brothers are still fighting.
As both swung their swords down towards each other, the clinging of steel clashed against each other made a spark. Both swords were drawn away from the blow first blow and flew together over and over again. Neither of the brothers giving a inch against defense nor offensive. Both of them equally matched in almost every way, the only difference between the was the expression on their faces, one held a serious look almost annoyed while the other held a small smirk. This battle could go on forever, although both of the brothers were torn apart by a demon that been in hiding under the ground, as dirt flew up around the demon's massive body. One of the brothers landed softly on the ground, bandages wrapped around his arm and middle section, as he gripped his sword tightly his face seemed to be brighter of red from anger. While the other brother took the blow on the ground and rolled until he could judge the exact moment to push himself back up on one leg, kneeing in a sense, his sword held lightly, until his hand gripped it tightly.
Both brothers stood between the demon, each one with their head down a bit and in almost the same moment they spoke "Get the hell out of my way" both of the brother took to the offensive while the demon was still blasting and yelling about being awake. The first brother which the bandages around him, jumped at the last moment his sword swung forward cut half way through the demon, though as he began to fall he let his sword go still stabbed within the demon, blood spraying outwards. The second brother which had a taken the under path as his brother passed above him, he sliced his sword below and cut into the demon's ab's at the same moment his brother flew over head, at the last second he released his sword and took a darting run forward for a moment. The first brother turned as soon as he hit the ground and went for the sword which his brother had left in the demon on the lower half, as he caught the handle in his hand he made a sharp turned and went to the other side of the demon slicing it completely in half. As the demon upper half began to fall to the ground, the second brother had turned and jumped upwards at an angle reaching out for the sword his brother had left he caught it in his hand as he pushed down into the demon he caught a hold of a bone, with the motion of him jump and being jerked back he flung around the demon and landed just beside the now half of the demon, on his legs. The demon's eyes looked up at the two for a moment and spoke "What are you?" both of the brothers now stood. The one with the bandages on him spoke "My name is Soma Cumen" the second brother with a headband and deep green eyes smiled and said "and mine is Hokyo Cumen, we are going to kill all demons so your boss will be close behind you" the demon smirked a little as blood sprayed out of his forehead, both of the brother had made several more cut in the movements and no one had seen them.
The first brother named Soma sighed and held his original sword which he now held and said "Time to eat?" he was somewhat cold with the words and his whole aura seemed to be pushed on the tactic of killing things. The second brother known as Hokyo laughed and said "Yea sure we can finish killing each other later" he turned towards the forest where their camp was found and the third member of their group Hojo, better known as Daton.
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Kasai Kishi rolled 10 10-sided dice:
9, 2, 2, 9, 2, 10, 10, 1, 5, 5
Total: 55 (10-100)
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:02 pm
As kasai drew his balde he realised how big the creature he was faceing accualy was he decided to go with an indirect approch, he valiantly attempted to incace the fiend in a wave of flames and acid. Thinking his battle won, kasai began to walk away when a loud bang sounded behind him the creature was charging directly for him!!! he leaped 20 feet into the air the creatures horns just caught him around the foot. Kasai Plumited from the sky hoping that his term in hell would be shorter than last time. he rembered the fight he had won 20 years ago his fight with diablo valiantly won but it was all in vain as his woman, Tori-Bara she was wide chested and she was very skinny and beautiful and that fits her name in english it says Beautiful Bird. as he fell, he launched his Giant Celestial Acid Cleaver at the Feind which bestowed this wound upon him as he hit the ground, he heard one last time that gentle cry of Tori and everything went black. All he felt was the vibrations of the fiend crashing to the ground and if it was possible he might have gone even more Blind than he already was.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 8:18 pm
The wind was blowing through the open space among the trees, swirling dust and leaves into the air. In the middle of the gust walked a solitary man, a dark brown cloak around his body and a sack hung over his shoulder and held by his left hand. His right hand held a helix shaped bronze colored staff, topped with a red orb and two blades on each side of the orb. Between the gap of the cloak, a white shirt could be seen, the top two buttons undone. He had a calm and collected air about him, which made it seem that even the dust avoided his path. He walked with a firm stride of a determined man, decisive in his steps. His clenched mouth covered by the cloak, but his eyes enough to show his strong spirit.
Hours upon hours he walked, the sun trailing its path from his left to his right. The sky grew scarlet, grabbing his attention. He looked up from his path briefly to determine the time of the day. He should quicken his pace... For another hour or two, he traveled in silent steps until he arrived at the end of the woods and into a paved road. He followed the path without much thought. That was until he found himself surround by a group of five burly men, all formidably armed, their stature worthy enough of a fight without their weapons. "You seem tired, traveler. We'll be lightening your shoulder for you." The man who seemed to be the leader offered, although it seemed more of a threat than that. "I am most touched by your kindness. However, I assure you, there is nothing in my bag that will be of any interest to you, or any pawn broker." He said with a smile, invisible under the collar of his cloak. "Oh, make no mistake, WE'LL be the judge of that!" He chuckled and signaled with a snap. With the clear sign of attack, the minions lept at their new victim with glee of violence.
The man's eyes were shut as if he had given up. But when they were open again, it shot a piercing gaze ahead of him that made the man before him flinch. The split second was enough. He sprinted forward and gripped his staff strongly and swung it with full force sideways, first knocking the wind out of him and then cutting his stomach open with the blade. Before the fool could fall the man turned to his right opening his right palm, and holding up his staff with his thumb. He muttered a few syllables and a ball of flame shot from his hand into the chest of another thief, sending him flying backwards. When he landed, the fire exploded and sprayed chunks of charred meat everywhere except the man. While the rest of the gang were staring at the gape in the corpse's chest, the traveler grabbed his staff with all his digits once more and swung his right hand backwards, driving the staff's pointed bottom into the gaping fool behind him. "UGH!" The robber gasped and clenched the staff. However it was futile, for the traveler slipped it out as gracefully as he drove it in, blood spraying like a fountain. The traveler brought his right foot into the moaning robber and sent him on his back. He then turned to the final minion and stared at his shadow, and snapped his fingers. Black tentacles soon shot from the ground and gripped the man's body and slowly pulled its owner into the ground. Leaving the screams behind him, he turned to the leader, who was on his bottom, blubbering apologies and begging for mercy. "Mercy is for the just..." He replied the crying mass of filth. They were the rubbish of the world, and he the cleaner. With a swift swing, the blade dug into the skull, and the filth dropped back as the man pulled his staff out. After throwing a brief glance at the man being pulled into his own shadow and out of existence, he turned back on his way, swinging the blood off his blade...
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:36 pm
"I'd say everything's all here a acounted for, don't you?" Asked a man dressed in earth tone clothing, and very night armor. He turned to his side, and looked in the direction of a woman standing beside himself.
"I'd agree," replied the woman. She smiled at him softly, her face kind and warming through its pale complexion. She wore a long white dress, whith long sleeves. A hood attatched to the dress covered her head loosely as it draped over her dark hair. "How about you go on back home, now?" she asked the man. "I'll take watch the rest of the day," She offered sweetly.
The man smiled back at her, and nodded greatfully. "Thanks. I'll be seeing you tomorrow then," He replied before slowly taking his leave from the room.
The room was silent, all except for the sound of the man walking down the hall, until he had made his way out. A gentle chuckling came from the woman left inside the room alone, and it seemed to echo a bit through the silence. The woman turned on her heel, and walked toward the center of the room, where she found a tall stand. On that stand rested a small chest. The woman smiled to herself as she found her figer tips running across the lid of the box, and downward. She quickly opened the lid to find a valuable looking jeweled necklace. It was very gaughty, with it's large gemstones, and pure gold trimmings. The woman slowly pulled the nacklace from the box, and held it up to her face. Her eyes shimmered as she examined its every detail, and then, from beneith the kind smile on her face, she began to smirk almost menacingly. "Hello, hello..." She muttered as if talking to the necklace in her hand. She closed her eyes, and sighed, her smile disappearing. "And here, I'd thought this thing would be harder to get my hands on. I suppose I'm just that good," She bragged, before smirking once more, and turning around, immediately running, and jumping out the window of the room.
The woman gracefully landed in an alleyway. She proceeded to quickly ripping the white dress off of her body with much ease, and revealing a much more drastic looking outfit. She wore skin tight leather pants, with a white belt around her hips. She had a white halter shirt on, that showed off her tone midsection. That, too, was skin tight. Her hair was pitch black, and up in a tie, her bangs hanging out messily. She put her empty hand on her hip, and sighed once more to herself. "That was hardly any fun at all..." She complained to herself, before she turned to find a black jacket with white trim hanging its self behind her on a pile of crates. "There my jacket is," She told herself, before picking it up, and placing it over herself, and zipping it up. She put the necklace into a pocket on the inside of her coat, and started down the alleyway. She smiled to herself as the heels of her black boots clicked, and she made her way into the busy streets of town.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:42 pm
Hokyo the first brother laughed loudly as he went dancing around the flames of a camp fire. A low and soft melody being played behind every step he took, his foot movement trained for his years of being a warrior. His eyes closed and his hand bouncing with each passing movement, it had been hours since him and his brother Soma had killed all those demons which laid scattered on the road. As he jumped into the air his shadow from the disillusion of the sun bounced over the fire, his body spun clockwise movement as he landed again. Every movement was based off the call of the gods. This dance was considered very rare since most everyone had forgotten it, it even said that when the four gods of the heavens would come to kill the humans this dance had made three of the gods turn against their own master and attack the central god, in which had created Shindi. Though the dance had held a different meaning for Hokyo.
Soma laid against a tree just barely away from the fire, his eyes completely closed with his hands holding tightly a cup of tea. Every so often he would raise it to his mouth and take a drink, he already knew the dance. Hokyo would dance it almost every night, without stop he would dance. Maybe because of the sins he had done, dancing would calm him. Or maybe it was because it was for that memory. He figured that it would be for that more than the sins, he had known Hokyo his entire life and yet he never understood the fool. He found a passion for hatred towards him and often they would clash swords, but he also held Hokyo in great respect, maybe that was why they stayed together. He sighed lightly so that he wouldn't be noticed or the sweet music of Daton to stop.
Hojo which was the last member of this small group of warriors were by far the youngest of the group, though the music created by his flute was almost magical, it seemed to draw the listener in and create a world of perfect peace. Unlike Hokyo and Soma, his eyes were open and almost left a hollow feeling in the area he was looking, his hair was black and besides the red bandage wrapped around his head he would appear to have no hair since darkness was gathering around the world. His outfit was most of a noble warrior, and his skin had not been scared much. Though none of that should fool you, he is just below the level of Hokyo and Soma. He just often never has to draw his blade with the other two around. As he played he watched Hokyo and his own memory returned to that moment. He couldn't believe what they had done, his whole life was now important.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 5:08 pm
The young woman stood, wiping her blade on the clothing of one of the more human of the demons. A wind whipped through her long blonde hair, causing it to hide her face for a moment. Her companions stole glances at her every second or so, still in awe. The woman, girl almost, was midling in hight, slender in build with long blonde hair that fell nearly to her waist. At first glance it appeared that she wore a silver bracelet around each wrist but if one looked closer they would see that they shone in a way no metal could. What truely surrounded her wrists were bands of ever shifting silver light.
"Kashi," one of the others called, and older man with steel grey hair, vetran of many battles. The young woman turned. "Mathas is wounded," he said, pointing to where a younger man lay bleeding on the ground. "If you could..." She nodded. Moving slowly, she knelt by the boy's side, laying a hand over the cut in his side. It was a deep gash. She let her eyes fall closed. The silver light around her wrist brightened, and flowed into her fingers, then into teh young man's wound. Skin knit together slowly, and the boy, Mathas, growned. A few moments later she opened her eyes and got to her feet. The older man, Johannes, watched her, questions burning in his mind that he now knew better then to ask. "Come on people, lets get back to the village, its almost dark. Not for the first time, he wondered who the young woman, Kashi as she said her name was, had come from. She had appeared in the village one day, and aided them in repelling a raid. When their town headman had asked her to stay she had agreed. That had been a month ago. He still knew no more then her name.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 11:05 am
Bandi continued to follow the road, slosing out the scuttling of the wild animals waiting for him to lie to sleep so they may pounce. In fact he was deep in his own thought to notice anything such. He merely looked forward and walked, walked walked. That was, until he noticed an unnatural amount of light. And the heat. He could sense the heat from about a mile away. They're was a fire, and human's around it. He assumed human from the amount of heat the body emitted. It could have been a very active or hot wolf, or a very still and cold bear. However, he ruled out such possibilities, for animals rarely lingered around fire for long. He followed the heat, eager to warm his body from the cold and to be among human company. As he quickened his pace, he soon spotted the source: Three people, each to their own activities, dancing, sitting still, and playing music, and a fire in the middle. They don't look like bandits. He judged and approached their camp. He lifted his hand as a friendly gesture and spoke. "Good evening, gentlemen. Might you be able to shelter a wandering traveler for the night?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 2:46 pm
At the slight noise of Bandi's voice, Hokyo which was still in the movement of the dance, changed. Although kind and uncaring by nature and what could even be seen as a shadow of foolishness on the fields of battle, lunged forward. His right hand reaching down towards the sword which rested lightly on the single belt around his waist, his calm and fun loving eyes changed as if engulfed in a fiery. As the slight echo of a sword leaving the leather belt and the quick shine against the moon light, though the patttern was far to quick to follow. The blade now though stopped was pressed tightly against Bandi's neck, anymore pressure behind the uncontrollable eagerness to slice through the traget, Hokyo maintained himself. He was kneeling a bit, his arm outreached to make sure a good reach of the blade would press against the Bandi's soft neck. Hokyo which had not moved a single muscle and his eyes held a almost comparable fashion to that of an animal, stood his ground. Slowly his mouth opened and he spoke a single word almost like it was built up inside of him and the mirror thought was making his own blood boil "Human" he dropped his blade and it slowly returned to the belt as Hokyo stood to full height now.
Soma which still had his tea cup never made a move for his sword nor did he even reside to look at the newcomer. He simply sat though the movement from Hokyo and the sudden attack gave even him a worry of how Hokyo was maintaining the current problems in his own mind. The group was nicknamed the Cumen brothers, famous throughout the land for killing demons with a almost one hundred percent rating. Hokyo was what seemed to be the idiot of the group was in truth the leader, though Soma and Daton could both survive and make a life style of their own. Hokyo was someone that could not be drawn away from, he was almost like a flame to small insects, but inside of insects he drew people around him. The people he drew trusted him completely and would never go against him, he was like a king, but he was far more understanding and his stupid ways of showing joy made people feel more welcome to him. Though he had done many sins in his life and though regret never formed in his mind or in the words of common language. Soma could tell that deep inside Hokyo was being eaten alive, from the mistakes. Since out of the two of them Hokyo had chosen to take the larger amount of sins and suffer more than a normal person.
Daton smiled softly at the newcomer and said "Why yes sir, we could infact share anything you would like, and I am sorry for my friends sudden attack he is trained to on guard at all times" Daton was warm and kind.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 3:31 pm
Bandi maintained his smile even at the moment the blade pressed at his skim, knowing fully that he would not and cannot hurt him. He had it written in his mind. All Bandi needed was a direct eye contact. However, he noticed that as Hokyo pulled back his sword, sparks seaped out from his own skin in his neck and sinking back into the spot where the blade was. "Thank you very much." He smiled and replied. As he sat on a spot next to the fire. "Now it seems that you are all quite famous. IF I may not be mistaken, you are all the Cumen brothers, correct?" Bandi asked, sitting on a log, leaning on his staff, looking at Hokyo's directions through a smile.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 4:14 pm
Hokyo glanced at him again, though he didn't say anything it was very uncommon that he held such a uneasy pattern around someone. Taking a seat on a log his eyes looked out into the fire with those unchanging green eyes and spoke "You guessed about right" the only problem was that he knew Bandi could have put his own body movement for Bandi, though Hokyo had been in a couple fights with such people he hated them because he would have rather just cut them. He would have to keep in mind that if this man was like another it would be the eyes that made him lose control. His eyes darted away from Bandi and looked towards the fire, but far enough away.
Soma finally spoke "I guess we need to keep a low profile for a while if we want to stay alive" he was always thinking ahead. Though he was silent he took the cup again to his mouth and drank the clear liquid again.
Daton smirked and said "Yea we are, well in truth only two of them are the brothers, I'm just the misfit guy that cooks the meals" he was of course joking he wouldn't be told in the reports that he killed another demon along with Hokyo and Soma. He knew in the truth they could be considered all real brothers if they all let their past to the surface. Sighing he looked at the man again and said "May I ask your name? and how you know about us." he didn't really trust people.
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