Warcraft 2 OCC: Many of us have played it have we not?

[Necromencer2]

OCC: Goy a small idea that has to do with Warcraft 2. If you do not know about it here are the GL:

Warcraft 2 is a magical world that hosts a never-ending struggle between the evil and brutish Orcs and the Good and holy Humans. You can choose either race.

ORCS: Large, green-skinned humanoids with high strength and robust but deadly fighting abilty.
CLASSES: Grunt: weapon:axe
armour: leather and light chain
abilities: none
- front line fighter, normal orc
Ogre: weapon: fists
armour: none
abilities: ( ogre mage only) Blood lust, eye of kirogg, runes
- two-headed, very large and strong humanoid
Troll: weapon: throwing axes
armour: leather
abilities: (troll beserker only) learn skills such as sharper eyesight and better accuracy, regeneration
-not an orc, a mohawked hunter who hates elves
HUMANS: Normal people, just like you and me, with normal stregth but skilled fighting abilities
CLASSES: Footman: weapon: short, long or broad sword
armour: light chain and plate
abilities: none
Knight: weapon: war hammer
armour: heavy plate
abilities: (paladin only) heal, far seeing, exorsism
Elven Archer: weapon: short, long or crossbow
armour: light leather
abilities: ( Elven Ranger only) learn skills such as accuracy and sharper eyesight

NOTE: Anything you do not understand or want to ask about, well, just ask


IC: Tyranith checked his war hammer as he spurred his war horse forward. He was not having a very good day.

First, a routine patrol was now a fight for survival when a large band of orcs ambushed them near Hillsbrad. Charging into the fray, he smiled as bone crunched under his mighty weapon. Striking left and right, he blocked a throwing axe with his shield and swung sidearm at a troll. The creatures brains spilled onto the battlefield, newely decorating the grass, which was slick with both human and orc blood. Laughing, he blocked an axe and killed its weilder quickly. " Sir, the enemy will break soon!", shouted one of the footmen. Tyranith smiled and reeled his horse towards the most deadly fighting.

 

[Necromencer2]

OCC: Anyone thinking of joining can choose any class and race. By the way, I forgot to mention the Orc and human magic users:

ORC:
Death Night: weapon: green-stone rod (channels dark energy)
armour: cloak (and any armour remaining from previous user of the body)
abilities: whirlwind, unholy armour, decay, kiss of death ( more powerful version of normal attack)
- a resurrected knight, who now serves evil
HUMAN:
Mage: weapon: staff (lightning attack)
armour: robe
abilities: fireball, polymorph, invisability, slow, blizzerd
Note: mages are very weak melee fighters

Also, I am aiming for at least 2 people fighting for each side. More can join after that and skies the limit...

IC: Tyranith heard his horse scream as several axes ended its life. Tumbling to the ground, he rolled when he hit the grass. An axe struck the ground just where he had fell. A roar announced the sudden attack of two grunts and an ogre. Crushing the skull of one, he lept back just in time before the ogre's huges fists started trying to snap his neck with amazing speed. Strafing sideways, he used his hammer spike to gut the massive creature. He dispatched the other grunt and surveyed the battlefield.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: I was waiting for those Death Knights. I love all Blizzard games. Can't wit for Warcraft 3.

Character:
Vriang Fantash Death Knight Dark Lord(not highest rank)
6' 5"
Has a huge rip in his middle, exposin his beating heart. Dropped the staff at an early rank for a sword. With his rank, he now has a soul. He has all the benefits of the living and undead, and very few of the negatives.
Rides a land dragon now. Is not immortal!

IC: Vriang dropped to the ground as his newest Land Dragon was killed. Suddenly, the ground began to swell up, and poisonous acids began to bubble forth. A full brigade or so of knights were decimated. His troops ran up behind him. Ogre-mages, Death Knights, a few Dragons, but mostly the finest in Berserkers and Grunts. They let loose, making sure to kill all in their path. "Good", smiled Viriang in anticipation. He pulled free his sword and hacked off a Paladin's head. "We have to resurrect these fools as Death Knights", he thought to himself. he turned a footman into a skeleton, which immediatley set about slaughter.

 

[Necromencer2]

Gathering the reigns of his new horse, Tyranith shouted," TO ME, WARRIORS OF LORDERON!". His troops gathering around him,he launched a counter-offensive against the growing group of undead and their death knight master. Hacking and slashing left and right, he cut a path through the skeletons of what could of been some of his friends. Finally reaching the death knight, he charged the demon and brought his sword down with tremendous force. The mighty clash of steel against steel filled the air as the death knight parried with his own sword and slashed left. Blocking the slash with his hammer, Tyranith prepared to kill his opponent when a grunt attacked fromhis left, forcing him to crush the beasts skull. When he turned back to kill the death knight, an ogre attack from behind, slaughtering 3 of his swordsman. Slicing the creatures belly, he reered his horse and charged the mounted abomination....

 

[Morgoth]

"Hah!" screamed Vriang, jumping onto a horse. "I am no ordinary Death Knight, Paladin! I am Vriang Fantash, of the Inner Circle of Guldan!" he shouted at what appeared to be the lead Paladin. He felled a knight standing to his right, then lifted the sword, and his clashed against Tyranith's. "I will enjoy raising your corpse, human!" he shouted, his sword flashing down again. He suddenly drew a concealed mace, and used it as a second weapon.

 

[Necromencer2]

Tyranith leapt back from the mace blow and used his mental training to charge his sword with an exorsism spell. He swung his weapon and managed to make a small slash in the creatures thigh. The death night screamed and grabbed the wound. When Tyranith lifted his sword for the killing blow, an ogre-mage grabbed it and used it like a fulcrum to throw him right over the enemy reserves and roll down a hill to end up lying concealed and out cold in a large bed of tall grass.

His men were slaughtered and he was not discovered.....

 

[Morgoth]

Vriang let out a throaty chuckle as he saw the Paladin get thrown. But, back to business. He finished the slaughter, and his soldiers took many corpses and much loot back to Guldan.

 

[Necromencer2]

" Wakey Wakey, Friend!", said a gruff but happy voice. Tyranith lifted his head to see a half-armoured figure holding a cup of water to his lips. " Where am I?", Tyranith asked. The stranger replied saying," You are in the glorious warcamp of Rillis the Mace, ruler of the Iron Hills!". Sitting up Tyranith noticed he was only wearing his tunic and breeches. " Where is my armour?", He said. The stranger pointed to a large pile of equipment that included a suit of Lorderon battle armour. The man assisted him in suiting up. Tyranith finally buckled on his sword, a two-foot length of dwarven steel. Bartering his gold, he purchased a horse from one of the camps many residents. While walking through the camp, he noticed several tents that contained farmers and other peaceful types. He asked a passerby who they were. " Refugees, from Hillsbrad. It seems that a large group of orcs burned the place", said the man. Tyranith was shocked but thanked the man. Saddling his horse, he rode out of camp and onto the road. He had to go and find the reinforcements that would be coming. If the orcs were plaing on continuing the attack, they would go for Stromguard, one of the most heavily defended fortresses ever built. He rode off into the night, a small cloud of dust the only sign of his passing...

 

[Kalann Rathwind]

Kaladan Nightbreeze

The young mage leaned against a towering Ironwood tree as the flames of his fire burned high in the night breeze. His horse, tied to a nearby tree, stomped it's hooved feet and tossed it's head nervously. As Marcus tore a bit of flesh from the freshly cooked rabbit's leg he heard a cracking sound somewhere off in the night. He was quickly to his feet with his staff in his hand luckily for him as an axe tore into the dirt where he had just been sitting. As the Trolls came into the view of the camepire Kaladan had already finished the words of his first spell.

" Kallaras Mujandas Dukallt." Kaladan said.

A huge fireball jumped from his outstreched hand and tore into the group of Trolls charring all those without time to move quickly away. The trolls had been caught off guard and where there had been ten now stood three uncharred trolls. The last three of the mindless fools charged Kaladan as he began speaking the word of a new spell.

" Sherek methedantal Kalervent." he said and thrust his stalf out at the trolls.

A light blinked into being around the trolls and when it disappeared where the trolls had been standing where now three sheep. A smile crossed Kaladan's face as he said,

" I never will grow tired of that spell."

 

[Morgoth]

Vriang fixed on his cape and Inner Sanctum clothes and walked through the halls to the great Circle, the Huge Circular room where the Inner Circle assembled. 50 in total, they filed in. Behind them, walked the only still living orc among them, Guldan!

 

[Kalann Rathwind]

Kaladan Nightbreeze

The smile was suddenly gone from his face as he heard the approaching rider. He slipped into the darkness of the consealing trees. As the rider approached he saw that he was no orc or troll but a paladin. Kaladan emmerged from the trees while the man was still a good distance away from him.

" Hail, friend Paladin," Kaladan began, " to where dost the ride at such a great pace."

 

[Necromencer2]

When Tyranith heard the hail from the shadowy figure who had stepped out onto the road, he replied, " I ride for Stromguard, to warn of oncoming Orc troops". Noting the staff, the sounds of sheep and the smell of charred troll flesh, Tyranith asked the wizrd to saddle up and ride with him. The stranger mounted and rode till dawn.
OCC: Sorry I have not posted in a while, I had March Break.

 

[Morgoth]

All except for Guldan, the Whole Inner Circle assembled outside in new war amror. They mounted their steeds and rode off towards Stormgaurd with a brand new, huge army.

 

[Necromencer2]

OCC: Hey Morgoth, do you think you could get some people to join? I'm not in good favor among the populace of Literotica :{. I still want at least one more person on the Orc side.

 

[Morgoth]

I'll try my best

 

[Necromencer2]

OCC: Thanks Lets wait for Kalaan to reply, his character needs to advance the story....

 

[Neale]

[Edited by Neale on 04-01-2001 at 11:18 AM]

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: I knew that one was coming! And Neale, actually there are plenty of virgins to rescue

 

[Necromencer2]

OCC: Hey Neale, what was your post? If you want to join, go ahead and type of your characters stats.

 

[Morgoth]

Trust me Necromencer, you don't want to know.