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Post by faedin on Jun 10, 2012 19:43:00 GMT -5
"The name my mother gave me I choose not to remember. I have not yet given myself a name. I will go by what the Templars use for me, and hunt me by." Faedin responds rather quickly. He would rather not be on the topic.
After a few minutes of silence and watching Arley he says rather quietly "You said you are from Ferelden, right?" He seems to be onto something. "Could you... perhaps... bring me there?"
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Arley Voegeli
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 10, 2012 20:45:15 GMT -5
"Well when you decide your name, let me know ok? I'd be nice to be able to call you something," Arley chuckled, he figured there was a reason he forgot his name, but Arley felt it wasn't his place to ask why.
He asked Arley to take him to Ferelden, he hesitated, he hadn't been home in years. "Yeah, I can take you there, but, its beena while, but my face is well known, I've killed a lot of Templars. Where would you like to go?" Arley asked hoping it wasn't his town. He hasn't been there in what seems like forever and he didn't know if he could handle going back. Even though he didn't remember the name he still knew what it looked like and vaguely how to get there. Though he still has a friend of that is a captain of a ship I can get them there.
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Post by faedin on Jun 10, 2012 21:11:32 GMT -5
"Did I ask you to go to Ferelden? I didn't mean to." He seemed embarrassed and stopped talking. He wasn't exactly sure where he wanted to go. He pulled his hood back, revealing his white marked face and thick brown hair. He was only 17. From there he looked at Arley a bit disappointed in himself.
He had no idea what to say, if he should say anything. He was beginning to think his life was a joke. He was a killing machine and couldn't make friends. He wasn't exactly the strong, defensive, merciless templar-slayer he seemed to be when Arley first met him.
"The templars are going to win this war.. I can feel it. Why did I leave; Why did I run?" He sat silently, thinking and talking to himself, mumbling. "Can I do this?" He said quietly. "Can I kill that.. that demon..." He was doubting himself, his own will, crushed. "What am I doing out here.."
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Arley Voegeli
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 10, 2012 23:34:19 GMT -5
"Its fine we can go where ever you need to go," daid Arley seeing his embrassment. He felt bad, he knew how ge felt. Traveling and fighting on his own.
Faedin started talking to himself, saying that the Templars would win, the power of the young mage left, "The Templar wont win, not if I have anything or you have anything to say about it. The Templars try to rule like dictators, not caring who they hurt, and dictating the lives of your people, frankly, I'm tired of it. Forget the Chantry there worthless" Arley tried to invigorate Faedin.
The Templars seemed sadistic, taking the mages power away, making them "Tranquil", it was wrong.
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Post by faedin on Jun 11, 2012 0:51:47 GMT -5
Faedin shakes his head. "I must get to Orlais.." He said barely audible. He looked toward Kirkwall. Suddenly he stopped being down, and sad, and hopeless. He quickly put out the fire and threw his hood up again. His eyes and tattoo were glowing again. He grabbed his book, bag, and food, and glanced at Arley. "We need to go. Now." His voice had a hint of fear in it.
What Faedin saw, was his two sisters. They saw the fire doused, and they got interested. They were walking straight towards the camp. In unison they cried "What is Talirman doing here in Kirkwall?" Faedin stepped forth from the camp leaving his stuff behind. "Begone demons, you are no longer family!" Faedin stands at the ready, prepared to block any magic they send at him.
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Arley Voegeli
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Ferelden Grey Warden}}Strength{1} Dexterity{4} Willpower{2} Magic{0} Cunning{3}
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 11, 2012 1:08:37 GMT -5
Arley saw Faedins sudden change in mood, he saw him pick up all his stuff and then he said they need to go. He heard talking, and Faedin said it was his sisters.
"Sisters? You have sisters?" Arley said, but then realized he wasn't playing around and drew his daggers. " I have a bad feeling about this.." Said Arley, feeling uneasy. Faedin dropped all the stuff and he went into the defensive, so did Arley.
"How do you want to deal with this?" Asked Arley ready for a fight
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Post by faedin on Jun 11, 2012 1:33:43 GMT -5
Faedin had no time to talk. The second he was ready they were already sending their third spell at him. Quickly Faedin threw up a wall of ice. It didn't last long, three huge ice spikes landed in it, one of which was touching Faedin's nose. The next strike that hit, was devastating. Through the ice wall, could be seen, red lighting. Powerful and fast it shrieked forward into the wall, shattering it into thousands of tiny little crystals.
Faedin used the ice crystals to form small but sharp shards. From there he threw them forth at his sisters. They missed, the girls gracefully twisting and dodging the shards. Next he drew water from a puddle to his right, and drew it up in front of him in a circle. He took this flipped it up and flung it forward. As it spun through the air, it thinned out, into a razor sharp blade. Both girls were sending lighting and ice at Faedin, but every time he blocked it.
That is when Faedin saw the movement on the wall, and near the gate. Faedin drew up all his strength and created a massive twirling spiral of sharp ice, and water, to form an impassable barrier cutting Arley off from him, and his sisters and the templars from the fight. He then kneeled on the ground, looking straight down. The grass around him seemed to wither, and die. He was drawing water from inside them, out and from the ground he pulled a giant armor, it looked like an Ice Golem. He walked toward it and infused himself with it. He was now inside of the ice suit.
The girls were no match for Faedin's magic. He charged forward in his ice suit, the ice bounced off of his armor, the lighting blew through the armor, but it quickly sealed the hole. Faedin drew up ice from the ground and imprisoned his sisters in it.
From there, the barrier fell, his ice suit cracked and broke, splashing back into water, and Faedin fell to the ground, drained of his power. He could still fight, but he was a great bit weaker than he was when the fight began.
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Arley Voegeli
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 11, 2012 2:31:46 GMT -5
Faedin started conjuring up all this magic against his sisters, he disnt really give Arley a chance to attack, and no one attacked him, he stood there for a second and plotted his next move.
Arley saw the ice golem appear, and the Templars coming their way, he advanced, but was stopped in his tracks by a giant ice spiral. But he lost it and quickly fell to the ground.
Arley ran to him and sheathed his daggers. He took out his bow and an arrow and pulled it back. "You okay? We need to go, now." Arley said firing an arrow hitting a templar who was advancing in the face. Arley pulled him up, "Thats alot of templars, we should run," Arley said
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Post by faedin on Jun 11, 2012 13:58:18 GMT -5
Faedin nodded. "Go then. I will hold them back for as long as I can." He turned away from Arley to face the oncoming templars. In front of him, he formed 6 ice spikes. He looked at the templars advancing, and plunged them forward. Four hit their shields, one hit a templar in the leg, another went through the slit in his helmet. The templars continued to advance.
Faedin continued to throw ice spikes and ice balls at them. The templars were moving forward, knocking everything out of the way. Faedin began to give ground. He threw his fingers forward, ice shards flew out of his finger tips, freezing some of the templars in place.
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 11, 2012 21:13:22 GMT -5
"No! I'm not leaving you here to die!" Arley yelled, he would return the favor, and save his life. They where destracted by Faedin throwing his magic at them. Arley shot another advancing Templar. Faedin froze some of the Templars, Arley used it to his advantage, dropped his bow and drew his daggers.
Arley spun attacking the frozen Templars, with grace he sliced their throats, he blocked and dodged a few strikes coming his way. But, he was caught off guard, a templar swung in a down slash, the sheer force of the blow knocked him back.
He was knocked back a few steps, the Templar was running at Arley, and fast. He looked and saw his bow, he drew an arrow almost inhumanly fast and delivered the shot to his eye. "Hey help me out? We got a lot of Templars coming our way," Arley shouted to Faedin.
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Post by faedin on Jun 12, 2012 0:15:51 GMT -5
The flow of templars was seemingly endless, they just kept coming. The magic, continued, and the arrows flew. In the heat of combat, Faedin's sisters had disappeared, but none noticed. Arley went in with his daggers, slicing necks and dodging, moving gracefully. For a moment Faedin stood in awe of his graceful movements and precision shooting.
When Arley called for help he realized how many templars there actually were. He threw up his fingers again freezing a group of templars coming up on the right flank. He looked over toward Arley and saw he was surrounded by a large group of them. Faedin quickly conjured as many spikes as he could handle and barraged the templars with them. "Get out of there!" Faedin called to Arley, cutting down the templars blocking his retreat.
"We need to run. Into the forest! Quick!" Faedin called to Arley, turning and fleeing grabbing what he could carry of his stuff from the camp and bolting deep into the forest. Every once in a while he turned, and shot any close templars, if any were close. But mostly he ran, swerving and sifting though the trees, finding a good path.
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Arley Voegeli
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 12, 2012 1:20:32 GMT -5
Arley scrambled to his feet as Faedin provides coverfire with his amazing magic skills. He picked his daggers up after he put his bow away.
He saw the seemingly endless wave of Templars he heard Faedin tell him to run. He didn't hesitate, he followed Faedin, running as fast as he could, he tried not falling. He grew up on the coast, so forest running wasnt his forte. When they got far enough away, Arley slowed down. "Where do we go from here? And, whats the deal with your sisters? Family issues?" Arly asked playfully trying to lighten the mood.
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Post by faedin on Jun 12, 2012 1:54:32 GMT -5
Faedin breathed heavily as he slid down the side of a tree and sat. He glanced at Arley. "The book is my mother's. She wants it back." He was panting and coughing. "From here, we go to Orlais. And kill my father, who abandoned us to join with the White Divine in Val Royeaux." Faedin re-situated his belongings to be in more comfortable positions.
"As for now, I suppose we should find where we are on a map, and avoid the roads." He said thoughtfully, thinking of how many templars were looking for them. "They will probably send a Seeker... They won't like how many templars we killed." He shook his head. "I think we may have just made the top of their wanted lists, they WILL send a Seeker, and they WILL be angry." He quickly amended.
"When I was in Kirkwall, I heard hushed conversation of a mage's gathering in Andoral's Reach, in Oralis. I suppose that will be our main goal. Val Royeaux is along the way, with a minor southern detour." He seemed to be speaking full strategy. He pulled out his map and unfolded it, placing it flat between the two of them. He drew a path across the map with his finger. "I think we ran north." He pointed to where he thought they were on the map just north of Kirkwall.
"What do you think, or do you have a better plan?" He glanced at Arley to see if he had any suggestions. He didn't exactly want to be the leader.
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Arley Voegeli
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Post by Arley Voegeli on Jun 12, 2012 19:11:24 GMT -5
Arley sat down and looked over the map, he looked at the sky, and pointed up. "Well thats the North star, so yeah you are correct. And I agree that we need to leave here, Orleisan would be good. They dont know our faces there, and with the mages meeting there we have the advantage. Though we will have ti worry about Templars untill we leave the Free Marches," Arley pondered how they would leave undetected.
"How do we get out undetected, or atleast with minimal detection?" Arley could hear the angry mob of not so happy Templars approaching, luckily Templars where slowed down by their giant armor. Their armor size never made sense to him it was huge.
"You hear that? We should go before they kill us, there is always more.." Arley said as he stood.
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Post by faedin on Jun 14, 2012 14:56:27 GMT -5
Faedin looked in the direction of the voices, then back to Arley. "We need to go. Now." Quickly Faedin jumped up and looked around. He pointed in a Southwest-west direction and ran off.
In his mind, he was trying to sort out, exactly how to kill his father. He had no idea where he was, or how he would get to him. He just knew he had to kill him.
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