Post by velakan on Jun 4, 2008 2:55:52 GMT -5
Ezylryb had been on a ship for more than a month now, maybe longer. The ship was huge, maybe the biggest ship in all of Syrunn. He was coming form Sallic. He had made his own raft- to escape from an entire army coming after him- and floated for days, until he spyed this ship. He quickly swam over too it, and with some force was accepted to be able to stay on it. (OOC: We can accept that right? its not to unbelievable) He did minor jobs, repairing sails and other things that require hight- and he had the hight. Every one on the ship ignored him- in a way that made him feel alone. He only was talked to when they needed him. Other than that, he snored loudly, loudly enough to shake the boat, in fact, as he slept in the massive hold. He never learned why it was going to Avalas, in a port in the Capitol known as Caressa.
The ship arrived in a massive port, with gleaming buildings and a castle. Ezyryb noticed that not all of the city was magnificent; some of it was crap. They let him off, and when the ship owner offered him his wages, Ezyryb shook his head. "Transportation was the payment" he boomed.
Ezylryb looked around, and the instable desire to kill aroused his soul. He wanted to murder every one. But, through his long years he had learned about these types of cites; you can kill some of there army but just more and more come. Sure, Ezyryb could destroy a good amount of lives, but he would loose his own, he knew. Ezy yawned and stretched, bone pooping loudly. He was hungry.
Ezylryb slowly entered the market place. Instantly the little faces below looked up at him. Vendors feared that he would steal all there goods, so they quickly tried to hide there valuables.
Ezy made a few strides to the center of the cramped place. He had gotten used to tight fits in between buildings, and the fact that he was probably taller than most of them. He emit a large roar; for that is what Ezy did to let know every one know he was now the power of the place. Ezy's armor glowed silently in the sun, and many thieves, no-body's, and vendors scrambled. Ezy was over confident that no one would appose him as he simply picked up a basket of fine fruit (not the best he had for sure) and ate the entire thing in one bite. He trew down the cart. I need to get out of here, he thought. Im just lost, and I dont think wondering anymore will get me away. He would do anything to get away from Cressa- far away. Maybe even copperate with a local if they showed him the way out... he looked around, every vendor was almost gone, and it was clear of peoples for the moment.
A young lad offered to show him the way out of Cressa. He nooded, and followed him. When they reached the gate, Ezylryb smiled. The rage and bloodlust had been building up in him for some time now and he was ready to kill.
He pulled out his might enchanted sword and got in his best stance. He slowly approtched the gate. It was made out of stone, with an iron gate. Ezy loomed over the gate with ease. In fact he could just walk over it. He charged the gate, the nearest guard yelling "STOP!" But instead of stopping he swung his sword right at the man. The guard, having no time to react, was killed instantly. There were four other guards, and they all turned to run. Ezylryb let them go, for he knew that they would be bringing more back with them. Ezylryb stepped over the gate and headed twoards the Great River. There, he sat under a tree, wating for the Army of Cressa to come to him.
He grinned.
The ship arrived in a massive port, with gleaming buildings and a castle. Ezyryb noticed that not all of the city was magnificent; some of it was crap. They let him off, and when the ship owner offered him his wages, Ezyryb shook his head. "Transportation was the payment" he boomed.
Ezylryb looked around, and the instable desire to kill aroused his soul. He wanted to murder every one. But, through his long years he had learned about these types of cites; you can kill some of there army but just more and more come. Sure, Ezyryb could destroy a good amount of lives, but he would loose his own, he knew. Ezy yawned and stretched, bone pooping loudly. He was hungry.
Ezylryb slowly entered the market place. Instantly the little faces below looked up at him. Vendors feared that he would steal all there goods, so they quickly tried to hide there valuables.
Ezy made a few strides to the center of the cramped place. He had gotten used to tight fits in between buildings, and the fact that he was probably taller than most of them. He emit a large roar; for that is what Ezy did to let know every one know he was now the power of the place. Ezy's armor glowed silently in the sun, and many thieves, no-body's, and vendors scrambled. Ezy was over confident that no one would appose him as he simply picked up a basket of fine fruit (not the best he had for sure) and ate the entire thing in one bite. He trew down the cart. I need to get out of here, he thought. Im just lost, and I dont think wondering anymore will get me away. He would do anything to get away from Cressa- far away. Maybe even copperate with a local if they showed him the way out... he looked around, every vendor was almost gone, and it was clear of peoples for the moment.
A young lad offered to show him the way out of Cressa. He nooded, and followed him. When they reached the gate, Ezylryb smiled. The rage and bloodlust had been building up in him for some time now and he was ready to kill.
He pulled out his might enchanted sword and got in his best stance. He slowly approtched the gate. It was made out of stone, with an iron gate. Ezy loomed over the gate with ease. In fact he could just walk over it. He charged the gate, the nearest guard yelling "STOP!" But instead of stopping he swung his sword right at the man. The guard, having no time to react, was killed instantly. There were four other guards, and they all turned to run. Ezylryb let them go, for he knew that they would be bringing more back with them. Ezylryb stepped over the gate and headed twoards the Great River. There, he sat under a tree, wating for the Army of Cressa to come to him.
He grinned.