Re: Pitched Combat [Round 1: Forêt Noire]
12-29-2009, 01:46 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
There were so many possible alliances to forge it was almost a relief that one...that being called him Alex Corendal...? Yes, that's right. It was almost a relief that one came up to them instead. Eemp, responding to its name, turned its smiling face up to the knight.
Immediately, Rong caught sight of the sword that gave off a light of its own. "Oh my god! It's so shiny!" she gushed, starting to twist around the knight in a manner uncomfortably similar to a large serpent. At all angles, the sword still looked...beautiful. Corendal tensed but resisted the reaction to slice off the dragon's head. She didn't seem to be paying attention to the actual holder of the sword and besides, she was in a very prone position. Easy to bat away.
"Ah," the knight trailed off, unsure how to reply. He settled for a simple, "Thank you..."
"I wanna eat it! It looks so tasty!" This time, Alex twitched the sword, but before anything violent could happen between the knight and the salivating dragon, Right rammed Rong's nose with his antlers. Rong immediately retreated back from Corendal's personal space, whining and grumbling.
"I apologize...Alex Corendal. My colleagues are quite brainless." The red dragon paused, apparently considering Alex with his piercing gaze. Alex stared stoically back, trying to match Right's stare. He apparently passed some sort of test because only a moment later Right grinned. "I am quite accustomed to being forced into a fight to the death. Although not forced quite this way...I must ask. Are you interested in a deal? I feel that in these circumstances, it is best to make a few...treaties, I suppose you can call them. Nothing complicated. Something just in case. An exchange of protection from either those foreboding woods or any other contestants. You'll have one less opponent to worry about...an offer I'd like to put up in the air early. There's no rush. You can answer me later...right now, it appears someone's putting on a show."
"...I still wanna eat that sword..."
"Shush, you. Don't be rude..."
Eemp stepped back from the knight and faced the...charismatic orator. Right turned a critical gaze upon this man as well. Vasily Rurikovich. Seemed to have many talents. But his idea didn't sit well with Right. The being that had forcibly brought them here was possibly a liar, but he wouldn't put it past the forest to truly be endless. Still, it was a way to make more allies. Maybe it could work. "I believe my companions and I would be delighted to join an exploration group, ah, sir..."
There were so many possible alliances to forge it was almost a relief that one...that being called him Alex Corendal...? Yes, that's right. It was almost a relief that one came up to them instead. Eemp, responding to its name, turned its smiling face up to the knight.
Immediately, Rong caught sight of the sword that gave off a light of its own. "Oh my god! It's so shiny!" she gushed, starting to twist around the knight in a manner uncomfortably similar to a large serpent. At all angles, the sword still looked...beautiful. Corendal tensed but resisted the reaction to slice off the dragon's head. She didn't seem to be paying attention to the actual holder of the sword and besides, she was in a very prone position. Easy to bat away.
"Ah," the knight trailed off, unsure how to reply. He settled for a simple, "Thank you..."
"I wanna eat it! It looks so tasty!" This time, Alex twitched the sword, but before anything violent could happen between the knight and the salivating dragon, Right rammed Rong's nose with his antlers. Rong immediately retreated back from Corendal's personal space, whining and grumbling.
"I apologize...Alex Corendal. My colleagues are quite brainless." The red dragon paused, apparently considering Alex with his piercing gaze. Alex stared stoically back, trying to match Right's stare. He apparently passed some sort of test because only a moment later Right grinned. "I am quite accustomed to being forced into a fight to the death. Although not forced quite this way...I must ask. Are you interested in a deal? I feel that in these circumstances, it is best to make a few...treaties, I suppose you can call them. Nothing complicated. Something just in case. An exchange of protection from either those foreboding woods or any other contestants. You'll have one less opponent to worry about...an offer I'd like to put up in the air early. There's no rush. You can answer me later...right now, it appears someone's putting on a show."
"...I still wanna eat that sword..."
"Shush, you. Don't be rude..."
Eemp stepped back from the knight and faced the...charismatic orator. Right turned a critical gaze upon this man as well. Vasily Rurikovich. Seemed to have many talents. But his idea didn't sit well with Right. The being that had forcibly brought them here was possibly a liar, but he wouldn't put it past the forest to truly be endless. Still, it was a way to make more allies. Maybe it could work. "I believe my companions and I would be delighted to join an exploration group, ah, sir..."