*mind read* (-7 p)

2 years have pasted, what have to been doing. u r now famous so u can us this power, be a superstar or summat, or just peaceful meditate in the mountains, level up mayb(consult me on this). keep within chracter and boundaries of reason.

Wendel is walking down a mountain path, with Viko, his good friend.
Wendel has grown quite alot since the Realim of Darkness. since no one is quite sure how old Wendel is (exept viko of course) it came as no surprisde he hadgrown aty least 1\2 a foot. He has some scars now and two holes in his neck. no doubt it was from a close enconter with a vampire. He has been liveing back with his coleges up in mount alwasest, using his newly found and most welcome popularity as advertisment. he works as a mercenary, for people who have been having problems with thier dead. he is now a world renoned deamon slayer. inpenetrabel in every way to any undead scum. :zombie:
altho he is now famous he is still timid and quiet, as he just listens to Viko's tales of mischief.
they sit under a big tree by the mountain path, Viko's storys fade from his hearing and his mind begins to wonder where Naz and the other heros have been. 'Sure' he thought 'i have heard of the mighty Naz, and the almighty Zardolf since The realim of darkness, but not from them.'
he sighed, and wondered if Viko, who was considerably older than Wendel had been thinking the same thing.

Nemrith looked out from behind the rocks, at the path before her.
It seemed clear......
Not for the first time in two years she regreted leaving so soon, but she was always stubborn....and her 'other side' didn't help matters.

She had been moving from place o place for two months, running for two months......not settling, not even talking to anyone, save traders and then that was only 'two please' or, 'idiot...'

Anything was better than being caught again.....
She hated wizards more than ever, but at that moment in time she would ahve been please to see Zardolf, or even Viko....

Wendel bit his toung. he was about to suggest going to 'The dragons skull inn' in appelmac, Zardolf local pub.
he thought better of it.
Viko struck up a conversation about the time he slipped some imps into his maid's soup. Wendel was'nt listening, he missed Nemrith and Naz....
hell, he even missed Zardolf the Devilishly hansom yet slightly grizzeled.
ho hum...he couldent face going there, he would have to walk through the yellow forest. 'if Viko ever found out he was scared of....' Wendel shuddered 'them...'
Vikos voice drained. he gave Wendel a pleading look.
'Whats wrong?' he said.
Wendel explained.

Naz has not been heard of for these past 2 years. someone say that he lives with the elfs, others sasy that he is a wandering being, an undead entity. there have been reports of a similar person to him being seen in the beast country of Maret but news had offical reported his death after he finished Aredar off.
but what has happened in the rest of the world, u may ask. why r u called upon again? all will b revealed.
The king had power over Maret now and put his son in charge of it. his son had always hated his step-mother. his real mother died in the Chaos wars and the king re-married at the end of the war. nobody exactly knows who she is but she was a fair enough queen. the king's son argued with his father about being stalked and threatened. his anger so strong that he left the kings court for his new country and hasn't returned since. however, 2 weeks ago, his body was found outside the castle walls of Grada's capital with his horse beside him. gruesome sceen it was, unnatural the way his body was manipulated,i won't go into detail. anyway, he pasted the reign of power to the queen, but she has now gone missing.
there have been stange folk wandering in the shadows, travelling across the skies(think u can guess who). could these b....? nothing to b revealed. ur first objective is to gather together ur old members and investgate Maret's capital, Rohint. may the best of luck b with u warriors!

'Bugger!' Wendel sits up fast, as he gets the message telipathicly.
he shivers.
'what' asks Viko nervosly. usualy when Wendel does that it means there is undead near by.
'dude, we need to find Nemrith and Zardolf.'
Viko looks at him strangly.
he shrugs 'whatever.'
'Wendel thinks quikly.
'Nemrith...she wont be hard to find, so long as i have this.' he pulls out a bone flute.
'huh?' Viko stares.
'undead detecter' Wendel explanes 'and Zardolf will be in appelmac.'
'but you cant go thru the yellow forest because of your...you know...phobia.'
'i know, i know..... well Nemrith first.'
he grabs 'you know your special training....'
what you mean the telepor...'
yes yes. i have a hook on Nemriyths undead waves can you take us.....here.?'
Wendel shifts the location into Vikos mind.
Viko raises his hand to his forehead and.......disaperes.

A loud thud behind Nemrith, followed by 'bugger...grounds at a different level here' made her spin round to see two people that she thought she'd never see again. Under different circumstances, she wouldn't mind....
'Get away!' Nemrith yelled, jumping up into a tree. 'You're not welcome!'

'errr....well....'Wendel stammers.
He gets pushed in the face.
'Alright Nemreek? come down from that tree...Wendel needs to twell you sumit!'
'errr...Viko' Wendel starts but trips ove a root.
Viko laughs loudly.

There was a growl from above, and a heavy section of tree branch came crashing down on Viko's head. He slumps to the ground, swearing in several different languages.
'Nemrith?'
'Go...you're....you can't stay around here.'

Wendel looks down.
'well...'
he picks up Viko.
'man, Nemreek must have puton weight to break thatbranch' Viko mutters.' Wendel muffels him.
'i guess we can go to Zardolf first.'
'i cant teleport that far!'
'then we walk.'
'but you your phobia!'
'dark el....' Wendel shudders.
'the damn things are all over The yellow forest and there is no other way to get there.'Viko says.
'welll...'Wendel gives up and sits behind a tree a few meters away. 'Maybee none of them felt the same as me.' Wendel thought. 'and i'm not even going to try fishing into nemriths mind.' he shuddered to think.

'GET OUT OF OUR MINDS!' Nemrith suddenly screams and falls out of the tree, showing that instead of havig put on weight, she has lost a lot. The scar on her cheek appeared to be bigger, and she dosen't look a happy bunny.

'oh crap' Wendel pushes aside his worries and delves into Nemriths mind to see what is wrong.
As he delves deeper....oh no.....

Wendel sees blurred images of a cell with sliver bars, and feels a great pain, before another face looms into view, pushing him out of Nemrith's mind.
Wendel is physically thrown backwards by the force, and looks around in fright, his eyes resting on Nemrith, he backs away.
'You shouldn't have done that....I asked you not to...' Nemrith says quietly as she stands up.

Wendel backs off and trips over Viko.
Both of them lyeing in a puddel of mud.

'What? Do you think I'm going to kill you? In the past you respected my wish to stay out of my mind...' Nemrith looks sad and distant for a moment, then her expression darkens.
'You are obviously here for a reason and if I run again, all you'll do is follow me.' Nemrith crosses her arms.
'So, what do you want?'

'i would'nt follow you' Wendel says, quite plainly.
Viko nuges him in the ribs.

Wendel sits on the floor and explians what he heard .

'Now if Nemreek is coming we need Zardolf And Naz.'

'I've heard nothing of them, or nothing from them.' Nemrith said, with a trace of bitterness to her voice.
'Have you any ideas on how to find them? You found me well enough...' Nemrith kneels down, and lifts her sword, two daggers, a wrist brace of throwing stars and a small pack out of the hollow at the base of a tree.

'eek.'
all Wendel has is is beautifull elven bow.

'well' Wendel says quite smugly' no doubt Zardolf is in Appelmac...so we'
Viko kicks him in the shin.
'errr.we cant go that way.' Viko says suddenly, and shoots Wendel a penitrating stare.

so the heroes head for Accpelmac, were they might b able to locate Zardolf. they encounter strange hooded people upon the way. they attack the group with there large blades

Unknown People
Hp:200 Mp:40
Str:140 Mgk:120
Def:40 Mgk Def:30
attack for 1 turn then cast fire for 2 turns

Wendel nimbely jumps over the first ones head and pulls back the string of his grate bow.

Wendel: attack (-40hp enimy)
unknown people: attack (-90 hp Wendel)
Wendel: hypnotise (-7 mp Wendel)

as Wendel stares into the misterious charicters hood he utters some magic words and the cloaked being lifted his huge blade swung round and cut off the hand of the person Viko is fighting.
(check with Naz for the default, Viko)
In the same movment he impales himself and falls inro a bloody heap on the floor. Wendel spits on it and wipes the blood trickeling from his mouth.
he turns to wach and see if the other two have added to thier fighting skill.
(how much experiance do i get?)

new, system, i'll give exp at the ends of battles based on ur style. more on it soon.
Like it=100

wow! that is a good idea. well done.
Wendel 100exp
*da da da-daa da da duh da da*

Nemrith, literally growling, vaults over a fallen tree, and flings one of her throwing stars towards the hooded people, it becomes embedded in their thoat, so she takes the chance to attack.

Nemrith: attack -45hp
Cloaked dude: attack -35hp
Nemrith: Speed strike (-5mp) two more -45hp (I'm losing count people)
Cloaked dude: attack-35hp fire damage (?? is that right??)
Nemrith goes into complete overkill, casts speed strike again, and ends up behaeding the guy.

Nemrith grimly cleans her sword on the cloak of the man she just beheaded, then pushes the cloak aside and rips off a arm band with a moon emblazoned across it.
"When will they ever learn..." Nemrith says, shaking her head.
"I would advise you to each take one of these...it could be helpful in ensuring our safe passage. Wear them in sight."
"Will you?" Wendel asks, unsure of wheter to comply.
"No. I can't. Are we done here?"


(sorry for that, I've been editing and printing all day, so not in the best of minds...yes, and am I right in assuming the identities of the hooded people are the ones from her past, eh Naz???)

'eww....'Wendel looks down. 'that was a bit over the top.....'
Nemrith raises an eyebrow.
Wendel slips on the moon band and waches Viko, who is making fun of the last guy, who is groaning and sweaering as he clutches his stump of a hand.
'just finish him, and lets go' Wendel says 'keep it clean' he adds looking at Nemrith's ex-attacker.

i give nemrith a like it rating. 100 EXP to nemrith. so the heroes continue onwards. they arrive at Zardolfs hometown to find that it is in a jollier state that last they came. what changed?

100exp.

"This is different. Do you think Zardolf died and they're all celebrating?" Nemrith says, trying not to laugh.
Wendel and Viko, having never really heard this from Nemrith, stare at her in suprise.
"What? More than likely its some kind of festivle..." Nemrith shrugs and walks ahead.
"I think we should try the inn first. Zardilf's more like;y to be propping up the bar at this time of day....at any time of day."

u cross the street and find urselfs in the middle of a parade, a mage day parade.it's kinda like may day. it's the only day that wizards, mages ,etc. are alllowed to play pranks and have a good laugh with there powers. this could b dangerous. the faster u get off the streets , the better!

On seeing the large crowd of wizards, Nemrith turned tail and fled back down the street.
"What the-" Wendel attemts to say, but after a good look at the wizards, decides to join her before she go's and kills something.
They find her at the border of the forest.
"I hate wizards...I hate wizards....you are not getting me back in there! I swear, you'd have to drag me by my hair, and I strongly advise against that if you want to keep your body intact!"

so, leaving her behind, wendel and viko travel back into the town and attempt tofindZardolfat the inn without being a target for pranking

'over here.' Wendel motions to Viko to hide behind a post.
'No way, this looks like fun.' Viko says as he wonders over and joins in, turning an inocent bystanders ears blue.
Wendel quikly dives into the 'dragons skull'. he looks around. not much has changed since he was here, 2 years ago.
Wendel tightens his bvelt and looks around the room for zardolf.

u hear a lot of talking about Zardolf but he is nowhere to b seen. upon asking the bar kepper were he was, u had to dive quickly as he cast a spell ur way. apparently, it was pinocchio spell as the mage hit by it had the nose the size of a flute.

'look, just gimmie a frikin lemonade ok?'This is the first time anyone has heard Wendel being rude.
he took his lemonade, cast a magic repelant jinx onm it and sat down.

Wendel hears whispers, whisper of a powerful wizard was to return from the great trial today. this intrigued Wendel. who could it b or had he misheard?

'excuse me..?..' Wendeltapps a man on the shoulder.
'who is this powerfull wizard?'

though he raises his wand with great glee he does not cast a spell at the sight of wendel. instead he lowers his wand and speaks in a low voice. " it b the supreme mage. well, he's gonna b anyway, crowned when he finished the trial. no-one knows who the selected one is. but, everytime this festival comes around, one mage takes up the trial and if he returns, is crowned supreme mage and ruler of all magik users. so, no i don't know who he is, elf boy!"
wnedle dives for the door as another spell comes his way. he wonders if he has a large target on his head.

'Damn...stop viko..you fool thats me!!' he says to Viko, who is looking innocent by the bar door.
'come on, lets go back to Nemrith, i know where Zardolf is.'
Viko looks menacing.
'and no jinxing me behind my back' Wendel added.

u hadn't paid much attention to it before, but a shadowy figure has ben following u. as u watched, he kept darting here and there...strange

Wendel raises his indexfinger to his forehead.
this was'nt actualy nessicery, but it looks good.
Wendel felt around thwe shadow to pick up any undead traces....

"Well, did you find our charming friend?" Nemrith yells from the edge of the forest. She's refusing to come any closer and has one of her throwing stars in her hand.