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**Prince Toad** · 08-02-2004, 12:32 PM

Alright.

Chapter 1: Invasion

Sebille flitted about her personal grove, tending to the flora which had been planted for her to keep at her birth, as was customary among the fey. She hummed lightly to herself, an old song that every fairy knew. She was, at the moment, content to be in her sylvan setting.

The fairy glanced up at the sound of a horn. That particular horn made a unique sound, and was rarely blown; this meant something interesting was about to occur, and she was to listen for further instructions which were broadcast throughout the country by means of a spell from a powerful Charmer. She set down her tools and floated over to a tree, where she alighted and reclined, waiting for what would come next.

It blew a second time. Strange... she had only heard this once before, this horn blowing twice. That represented an immediate danger, and the capable mages of Quiensol were to report to their stations at various points throughout the woodland. Sebille had been recently promoted, and so apprehensively took wing and began flapping to her sentry point, a few minutes' flight from her grove.

A third. The horn blew a third time. Sebille stopped, shocked. The third horn... what did that mean? Two meant immediate danger, one meant listen for instructions... three... three...

Quiensol was under attack.

Yes, invasion. That was what it meant. Terrified, Sebille shakily winged her way over to her lookout post. It was towards the forested coastline-- it granted her a lovely view, in fact, of the ocean, if she flew high enough. She had always loved the sight of the ocean, and even in this time of danger, she wanted a glimpse of the serene waters outside her sylvan home. She floated higher, higher... then, once more, she gasped in shock.

The sea was crawling with ships. A fierce battle was raging there, with arrows flying from all sides. The fleets-- the magnitude of which could only be attained by Beintoa's royalty, Sebille was sure-- were struggling to find mooring points, and so no one had landed yet. However, the rain of deadly projectiles had to be thinning out her homeland's defense forces, even in spite of their excellent natural cover.

To shield herself from this terrible spectacle, the fairy crashed down into the foliage, heedlessly plummeting through the canopy to the thick brush below. Upon reaching the forest floor, an unwelcome sight greeted her: a pair of Beintoan corsairs, cutlasses drawn at the sound of her brash action. The men, unwashed bilge rats by the looks of them, glanced at each other before giving their target a gaptoothed grin as they moved in for the kill.

BATTLE!

Sebille
Summoner
HP: 50/50
MP: 50/50

VS.

Sailor
HP: 70/70
MP: 25/25

Sailor
HP: 70/70
MP: 25/25

Ambush Round

Sailor used Stab. Deals 15 damage.

Sailor used Stab. Deals 15 damage.

Battle

Your turn.

Sebille's HP: 20/50
Sailor 1's NP: 20/25
Sailor 2's NP: 20/25

[ August 03, 2004, 12:19 AM: Message edited by: Prince Toad ]

08-02-2004, 12:32 PM	#7
Prince Toad PC Mod Join Date: Aug 2001 Location: Rookery Gender: Posts: 11,428 Thanks: 43 Thanked 59 Times in 50 Posts Points: 46,067.55 Bank: 26,666.46 Total Points: 72,734.01 Donate	Alright. Chapter 1: Invasion Sebille flitted about her personal grove, tending to the flora which had been planted for her to keep at her birth, as was customary among the fey. She hummed lightly to herself, an old song that every fairy knew. She was, at the moment, content to be in her sylvan setting. The fairy glanced up at the sound of a horn. That particular horn made a unique sound, and was rarely blown; this meant something interesting was about to occur, and she was to listen for further instructions which were broadcast throughout the country by means of a spell from a powerful Charmer. She set down her tools and floated over to a tree, where she alighted and reclined, waiting for what would come next. It blew a second time. Strange... she had only heard this once before, this horn blowing twice. That represented an immediate danger, and the capable mages of Quiensol were to report to their stations at various points throughout the woodland. Sebille had been recently promoted, and so apprehensively took wing and began flapping to her sentry point, a few minutes' flight from her grove. A third. The horn blew a third time. Sebille stopped, shocked. The third horn... what did that mean? Two meant immediate danger, one meant listen for instructions... three... three... Quiensol was under attack. Yes, invasion. That was what it meant. Terrified, Sebille shakily winged her way over to her lookout post. It was towards the forested coastline-- it granted her a lovely view, in fact, of the ocean, if she flew high enough. She had always loved the sight of the ocean, and even in this time of danger, she wanted a glimpse of the serene waters outside her sylvan home. She floated higher, higher... then, once more, she gasped in shock. The sea was crawling with ships. A fierce battle was raging there, with arrows flying from all sides. The fleets-- the magnitude of which could only be attained by Beintoa's royalty, Sebille was sure-- were struggling to find mooring points, and so no one had landed yet. However, the rain of deadly projectiles had to be thinning out her homeland's defense forces, even in spite of their excellent natural cover. To shield herself from this terrible spectacle, the fairy crashed down into the foliage, heedlessly plummeting through the canopy to the thick brush below. Upon reaching the forest floor, an unwelcome sight greeted her: a pair of Beintoan corsairs, cutlasses drawn at the sound of her brash action. The men, unwashed bilge rats by the looks of them, glanced at each other before giving their target a gaptoothed grin as they moved in for the kill. BATTLE! Sebille Summoner HP: 50/50 MP: 50/50 VS. Sailor HP: 70/70 MP: 25/25 Sailor HP: 70/70 MP: 25/25 Ambush Round Sailor used Stab. Deals 15 damage. Sailor used Stab. Deals 15 damage. Battle Your turn. Sebille's HP: 20/50 Sailor 1's NP: 20/25 Sailor 2's NP: 20/25 [ August 03, 2004, 12:19 AM: Message edited by: Prince Toad ]