The Basic RP

After receiving what was most obviously a "what-he-hoped-was-charming grin" Levy made sure to keep his face blank. This guy could talk and he wasn't sure weather he minded that or not yet.
He said blankly.I'm Levy, and it must have come out more grim then he intended because Aiden stopped grinning. Aiden... he mussed, saying his name out loud to remember it. Which in turn got Aiden's attention. He shrugged, might as well keep this guy around. Has energy.
Fine, you can ride. Aiden nearly jumped the gun. But I'm driving. He put in hastily. He got on and Aiden got on behind him. His mind flickered to pointyies last comment. If I knew that I wouldn't be here. he said queitly intent on tearing out of the forest.


~some time later~
After riding for some time, the new partners arrived at a town. At which Levy promptly stopped the bike which in turned caused Aiden to go flying from the seat!

ooc: Levy left the house without his sword, ie: The Jonin placed a long cloth wrapped object on the table.

Looking towards the door Alzahad made sure that the two strangers were gone. Come out from around the couch were he had ducked, he holstered his pistol and saw Roderick coming from the hall, holding his rifle. Alice was still sitting on the couch and as her brother came into the room a faint shimmer dissipated from around both her and Hashshshsin. The wolf was snarling towards the door and standing in a protective posture in front of Alice. That little squirt is lucky he missed. If he had hurt you I would have killed him! Walking over to his sister he was passed by Hashshshin as she streaked out the door, growling.

After cleaning up the small mess the two strangers had made in their departure as best they could, Alzahad had the other two sit. If neither of you have realized yet, we have the child's sword. Hashshshin made sure he wasn't holding it when she dragged him in the house. He picked the cloth wrapped sword up off of the table. He will be back for this, he has no choice after all... Alzahad's eye's flashed green as he looked out the window in the direction the boy went. Hash is watching them, so I will know when they come back. Until then we can try to finish the bikes. They are after all, almost finished. As he spoke the sun started to peep through the window. One night of work and we are almost done. Then we will be able to return to town without being found out. Plus, to top it off, we should be finished and back at the shop by noon.

"Ahhhh, what a nice nap" Rayne said as he threw his legs over the side of the bed. He walked into the bathroom and splashed some cold water onto his face to wake him up. He walked back into the room where he had just slept as he patted his face dry with a not-so-soft towel he picked up by the sink. He packed up his belongings and then headed downstairs. Rayne opened to door to see that everyone was at work, some selling, some buying, and of course the occasional stealing. Rayne wasn't too happy walking around with two bags full of precious jewels and gold on his back so he did his best to stay away from everyone. He walked as closely to the store walls as he could avoiding any pick-pocket's and eventually he stumbled upon a stable on the far side of town and purchased the strongest and best-looking horse the owner had, he also got a dark-leather saddle to go with his pitch-black horse. Rayne loaded up the saddle and headed South-East towards the next town.

Having finished with both bikes the trio made ready to set out. Having already explained the plan, Alzahad made sure that the doors were locked and the cabin shut tight. I hope you guys have everything. The siblings responded with an affirmative. Thanks Rod... The bikes are both perfect now. You can ride the new one. Me and Alice will take mine. With an OK, the giant smith started to settled both his stuff and himself on the bike. Why do I have to ride with you? Alice's piercing gaze bore into Alzahad's back, causing him to turn around and address her. Well, he started as he watched her and finished settling his things both on his bike and the small trailer that he had brought out of the shed, Roderick is like, huge, and there is room on my bike, unlike his. Don't worry, I'll drive safe.

Later... The sun had risen to it's zenith as two bikes raced towards the city's side entrance. This entrance to the city was separate from both of the main thoroughfares and didn't see much traffic. The guard on duty saw a cloud of dust approaching at a high rate of speed. Hey, Steve! What? Looks like someone is coming. Hearing his partner's exclamation, the large, burly Steve walked to the gate and raised a spyglass to his eye. Just a pair of bikes. Let me deal with them Sid. Sid walked back to the guard's booth mumbling something about, "unfair", "thief", and "not more 'an twenty pieces a week". He sat down, starting to clean his rifle while leaving his pistol within easy reach. As the two motorcycles came to a stop Steve noticed that on the larger of the two vehicles there was a woman riding behind the driver. She was already yelling and started to beat the driver around the head, both her voice and the blows muffled by the helmets they both wore. Steve, and Sid back in the tollbooth, heard the words, You liar! You said you would drive carefully!, very clearly. The driver, ignoring what the woman said, raised his visor and stated, What a nice day today. Hello kind sir. Seeing the guard the woman stopped hitting the biker and resorted to mumbling threats under her helmet. Good day to you to sir. And how may we be of assistance? Steve's loud voice was the kind you would imagine hearing in a bar, singing louder than anyone and constantly demanding "More!", while laughing with his drinking buddies. Well, if you could open the gate we would be mighty pleased.Ah! Travelers! If I could just see your passports? Steve pulled open a book that he had been holding, along with a scanner. But we don't have passports. The bikers hand passed over the book as he patted Steve's shoulder. Looking down, Steve grinned, A GP. At twenty five CP a pint I'm good for a day.. Closing his book with a snap he stated, Welcome to town Mr. Smith. Sid opened the gate with a grumble, and then sat back down, only to have a silver piece land in his lap as the biker passed with a wink before he shut his visor and idled into the city.

Levy and Aiden walked into a bar, Aiden still dusting off his cloths and muttering about getting throne off the bike. Much to the inner amusement of Levy. He sat down at the bar itself, looked around noticed that it was about half full, but that would soon change as the day was only half over. And ordered a cup of ale. Before Aiden could say anything.

Sorry about that. He quickly took a sip of his drink to hide the grin starting to spread on his face. The ale tasted like it always did. Like nothing. Alcohol did him no harm. He had an immunity to it from years of experience.
A couple of older men and some others who looked to be not to much younger, but all in decent shape do to years of hard labor, came in talking about something quite interesting as they sat down at a table to the left. I'm telling you its been destroyed. Its like half of it is all gone. Wiped out by something huge.
This sparked Levy's curiosity. He slipped off his stool and walked over.What was destroyed?
The old man who was speaking looked at him, and being one who likes to inform those younger them him of what they don't know he said. The forest east of here.

As Rayne trotted down the rocky dirt road, he decided it was time to make a stop and rest for a bit. He guided his magnificent horse to a close-by steam that ran alongside the road. "Let's take a quick rest, eh boy?" the horse snuffed in agreement. Rayne had not yet thought of a name for his steed yet. "What should I call you? Hmm... How about, Alastor?" The horse lifted his head from the water and gave Rayne a look. "Well I like it... So that's your new name." Alastor just stuck his head back in the water and drank till Rayne decided it was time to leave. When the time came, Rayne hopped back onto Alastor's back and they continued on. When the moon rose high into the sky, Rayne starting desperately looking for the next town. He didn't like the fact that their could be bandits crawling the dusty street. On his search he spotted a wagon with a decorative advertisement on the side But it was too smudged to read. Rayne thought that whomever was inside it might be able to point him in the direction of the next village. He climbed off of Alastor and walked towards the wagon. He reached his hand up to knock on the door and right before his hand hit the door it swung open and a man grabbed his hand, pulled him inside and held a cold blade to his neck. "What be your purpose here lad?"

Riding through the city at a slow pace the small group came across a bombed out building in the nicer section of the city. Wow, we were only gone for a day. Seeing the destruction, Alice hopped off of the bike. I remember this shop. They made the BEST roast dumplings. Why would someone do this?After parking across the street from the destruction, the three set off, looking for an explanation.

Rayne still in slight shock stuttered out "I- I was just wondering where the nearest town was!" The man pushed the knife closer to his neck "Lies! I'll slit you throat
right here, right now!" Rayne had stalled enough to slip one of his daggers from his
chest and used it to push back the man's blade. "A sharp little fellow you are." The man
slashed down at Rayne but Rayne was quick enough to dodge it and get behind the man
"Now just tell me where the nearest town is and I'll leave you alone!"
"Aye! And once I turn my back, you'll cut my Throat! I think not!" He said as he slashed yet
again at Rayne. He slid to the side and jumped onto the man's back and placed his knife against his neck "What are you waiting for? Kill me!" "Just tell me where the town is!"
The man jumped up and fell on his back luckily enough for him, Rayne was there to cushion his fall. The man climbed up and grabbed one of the many swords on the wall and swung straight down at Rayne. He rolled to the side just barely missing the blade. Rayne hopped to his feet only to be met by yet another swing headed towards his torso Rayne slipped his knife back into his sheath and pulled out both of his short swords. This time when the man slashed at him Rayne made an X formation with his swords and blocked the attack and pushed the mans sword away and quickly put the swords against his neck. "Don't make me kill you." Rayne said calmly But the man just spat at him and yelled
"You ain't got it in you!" "you sure about that?" Rayne shot back. The man started showing fear in his eyes "But now that you mention it, you do have a nice weaponry going here. and it would be nice to have for myself." he said with an evil grin on his face. The man gulped. Rayne tightened the swords around his neck. "Wait!" The man pleaded "I have something you might find interesting, but if you kill me you'll never find it." "What is it?" Rayne asked " it's a sword." "And how is it different from all these hanging on the wall?" "it isn't made out of metal." The man choked out. This spiked Rayne's interest. "Then what would it be made out of?" The man paused
"Sapphire."

ooc; I want a cool sword too OK?

Yayy! My first post!


Running, running, running. How long had she been running? A day, an hour, just a few minutes? She had no idea. By now her legs were moving almost mechanically without her brain telling them to. Were they still behind her? She didn't dare look back. Walking on the sand was hard enough, but running on it for miles made you want to kill yourself for even trying. But then, there, right ahead of her she saw woods, plenty of nice tall trees. Running straight into the thick woods, she got deeper and deeper in. Near what seamed to be the middle, she saw a huge tree, big in diameter and height. With a strong leap, Zathara jumped onto the lowest branch, beginning to climb the limbs. As she neared the top, she heard a noise down on the ground, almost like a footstep cracking a twig. Looking down she saw two men with pistols strapped to their belts and tommy guns in hand. Watching from her safe perch up high, Zathara heard the men saying, "Do you see her anywhere?" "No... Oh well, we've been chasing her for at least 30 miles. Might as well let her go. Anyway I'm tired and I'm starving!" "But what would the boss say?" "Don't know, don't care. I'll just tell him that you wanted to give up cause you're a lazy bumb." Hearing them argue and complain, she watched them as they both tiredly walked away. The young girl waited about an hour and then let herself drift slowly to sleep on her high bed, swaying slowly in the cool day breeze.

After finding out that the building had been destroyed due to an explosion, but not finding out much more except that these types of explosions had been happening around town, and one HUGE one had been seen in the forest, the three once again set off through town toward the smithy.

Pulling into the alley behind a few shops the two bikes parked behind a smithy. Getting off of their bikes the 5'7" and 7'6" drivers, respectively, entered the shop through the back door, followed by a young 5'8" female. Seeing the group, Hashshshin leaped down from the rafters and greeted them in a kind, happy wolf-fashion. Tossing his blue, lighting streaked helmet onto a pile of rags, the 5'7" blue haired(with green tips) ninja knelt down and gave the wolf a bear hug. Didn't think I would see you here already girl. So, whatcha been up to?
Ignoring the ninja, the 7'6" giant, who had carried his helmet into the smithy under his arm, set his jet-black helmet onto a rack along with his brown coat and both the snow-white helmet and coat (except for pretty red decorations) of the young lady. Master Smith! We're back! You want some food! Yelling this, he pulled out a large grocery bag he had gotten when the three had been searching for the cause of the explosion. Pulled from the bag were a few instant ramens, some cans of soup, and a hole cooked chicken with gravy and bread. We have supper! Hello young ones. Did you find the thief who had knocked me out? Reaching across the 7'6" giant for a chicken wing, the Master smith swamped even the journeyman's impressive size. The smith was slightly shorter, but easily twice as wide at the shoulders and four times as strong.
Stepping up from his reunion with the wolf and starting to bandage his hand to stem the bleeding from the bites the ninja answered, Sir, I believe that it is a little early for that. Stepping up next to him the young lady took his hand, I have no idea why she always bites you Alzahad. Reaching for a can of soup with his other hand, Alzahad flinched, Careful! It hurts. Holding the metal canister, the ninja mumbled something under his breath, only to have to pull the lid off of the can by the pull tab, with his teeth, because the Alice was casting a small spell of healing on his wound. Smelling the aroma of the soup he had just heated, Alzahad dispensed with spoons and downed the soup like a cup o'joe, one handed and with a flare. Casting the can toward the small sink in the rear of the smoky room, along with the lid, the ninja asked quizzically to both of the smiths who were, by now, eating the chicken, along with the bread and gravy, So... Do you have any jobs you need me to do while I'm still in town?

As Craon was wandering through the forest trying to fulfill his task given to him by his master Narokian. The task was to find a hidden plant that Narokian had hidden somewhere in the forest as his first part his task. He climbed higher and higher trying to get a better view of the forest, as he was nearing the top something caught the corner of his eye. Something black swaying back and forth nonstop. He climbed closer on the branches trying not to make any noise.
When he got ten feet below it he jumped to the tree next to it staying away from whatever it is, he climbed past it and looked down at it and sat created a small hammock made of vines then he laid down to eat. When he was done eating he took out his egg given to him by Narokian, and studied it...
After waiting after a couple of hour just sitting there, he started to wonder if it was still alive,
so he got two branches to carry him towards it and then he went... *poke* *poke*

"HaHaHaHaHa! You expect me to believe that?" Rayne said, trying not to burst out in laughter again. "Please! Just let me show you!"
"Fine. Let's just hope your not wasting my time." The man walked slowly over to the back of his wagon and
leaned over his bed. He lifted up the blankets and pulled up the board beneath it. Never, find it, Eh?" The man gave him a blank stare.
He pulled out a box
about forty-eight inches wide with a black cloth covering it. He paused. "Carry on." Rayne said, growing impatient.
The man set the box down and pulled off the cloth. sitting inside the box was a magnificent sword it had a
bright blue transparent blade, with a dark handle trimmed with gold threading. Rayne sat there, speechless for a few seconds.
"Where in the h**l did you get that." "How I got it does not matter, just take it and leave." The man said more sad
than ever. "But, How does the blade not just break when you hit it against metal?" "It has a thin coating of
diamond around it. Making it close to indestructible." Rayne sat there in awe still trying to soak it in. "I'd expect it to come with a scabbard?" Rayne asked "No actually, it's scabbard remains with it's previous owner."
"Very well, I'll find one suitable for it sometime." The man nodded "I'll be off now, and I'd appreciate it if you directed me to the nearest town now?" "aye." Rayne grabbed the box and headed out to Alastor. The man pointed him off
in the direction of a small town on the outside of Agriba, and they were off.

Hissss. Quickly changing into her cat form, her hair on her back stood on end. Quickly looking around, she saw a strange young boy, maybe around the same age as her. Startled at being awoken by someone poking her, she started batting at him with her long, sharp claws. Suddenly the boy, wide eyed and mouth hanging open, tipped over the hammock he sat on, and bounced down, down, down hitting a few branches on the way as to help soften his fall. Zathara watched in surprise, hoping that if he was not an evil person- he would live, but if he was an evil person- he would die a slow and painful death. Seeing the figure, which now looked so small from her height, land face first on the ground, Zathara leaped off of her branch/bed and started slowly creeping down the side of the tree in which she had found refuge. Nearing the bottom of the trunk she could see that the person was now still breathing.

After falling from nearly the top of one of the tallest trees in the forest, he wakes up with a scratched up face and in tremendous pain and barely unable to move his body, and he could barely speak. When he saw the giant cat he said in practically a whisper "Hi, my name is Craon, sorry I startled you. If it is not to much trouble please bring me to my village, I promise you will not be hurt. It's that way." He pointed the way to his village then he passes out in tremendous pain...

No idea and im going to delte your post and post my own. Hope you dont mind.(do it tomorrow so others can see)


Sorry boy-o's that reward is mine! A big man with a bazzuka strapped to his back, drained his tankard of ale in on quick gulp. He slammed a picture of a small boy, who must have been somewhere around ten years old. It read. "Wanted, dead or alive." He quickly checked the bounty and Aiden whistled.
"Woo that is nice price for one small kid. 9,000 gold? What he do? Blow something up?" Aiden said sarcastically.
Yes he did. He blew up allot of buildings in Agriba. Thing is they don't know how he did it. No bombs, and it didn't seem like any kind of explosion magic.
"Really?"
Yep I don't lie. said the big man. Proud of this fact.
Levy thought this over. If he caught this kid and turned him in, he would have a nice amount of living exspences to live off of for a while. And he had bought that sword so he was a bit low on cash. He uncontusly went to touch the two swords at his waist. His eyes shot down to his hip. On it was only one sword! And it was the brown one. Releif flowed over him. Then a touch of anger. He had gotten stolen from. It must have been the people at the cabin. His mind flashed back to the clothed package the one had place on the table. D*** it. He had been sloppy.
He contemplated going back but desided that they were long gone. He could go to Agriba, but he never went back. He had to move forward. He was going to have to leave. A logging tagged at his heart. And he had no idea why. All he new was he had to take it out on someone. Pointy we're going.
"What? Where?"
To the forest east of here.
Hey wait a moment thats my priz....
Levy's fist shot out, hard and fast. Impelling itself in the man's stomach. He slipped to the ground, no longer able to argue or think. He moved his hand in front of his face as he headed for the door. He didn't know why, but he seriously was glad that the poster had said dead. Lets go. They got on the bike and headed east.

ooc: I'm a tiny bit ahead here so you are going to have to post some stuff for Avriar viral so he can get over there and all.

After sleeping for a while Craon awoke to the extreme pain in his leg from being bumped as he was being carried. He looked around and saw some familiar places and then he saw some people surrounding him and the girl carrying him. Then he said "please place me down here." and made a small chair the best he could with the strength he had. She put him down in the chair and he said "thank you" and he saw everyone surrounding them with surprised faces expecting him to be dead, then Craon said "Do not harm this girl she has carried far since i fell out of the tree, please help bring me back to the village doctor, and i must speak with Narokian. Pardon me" looking at Zathara" we havent been properly introduced whats you name?"...


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Trotting down the road with the moon high in the sky, Rayne and Alastor had the small town in sight, he was excited for the chance to get another good night sleep. Closer and closer they got to the town, Rayne had caught a whiff of something that smelled all too familiar, smoke. He had just gotten about three-hundred yards from the town when he spotted a group of bandits terrorizing the small town. Rayne hopped off of Alastor and commanded him to stay. He pulled a sword from his back and sprinted close to the town. he had gotten about fifty-feet from the town when he spotted two men setting a house on fire. He reached for his throwing knives but then he decided to wait until he knew exactly how many there were before he had them all after him. He snuck around and inside one of the buildings, not on fire of course, for the time being. He peered out of a window to see about thirty-two men with rusted swords and axes, hacking away at people. Rayne winced and quickly decided it wasn't a good idea to take action
and started to sneak away, he took a quick look out the window of which he came. Unfortunately there were two men searching for anymore survivors and looting. Rayne waited till they started to turn away he pulled out one of his knives and threw it at the bottom a sack that one of the men was carrying. It sailed through the air sliced the bottom of the sack and landed solidly into a tree. " Ahh S***! piece of S*** bag!" The man said as he bent over to pick up the loot " Gah! Just meet in the center of town." He said thumping away. The man that was picking up the loot was too focused picking up his tiny treasures and didn't see that Rayne was sneaking up on him. -Slice!- Rayne slashed down on the man. Rayne picked up what little things of worth he could find and put them in his pockets and went and grabbed his knife and made his way back to Alastor.

ooc; So yeah, I made a little story twist thing so maybe something anything, could happen.

Levy and Aiden were zooming across the plains headed for the forest to the east. He picked up more and more speed. His head ached. He knew that he needed it. Ever since he had seen the sword, he had known. Known that he had needed it. desired it. He couldn't shake the feeling. It was overpowering. Stronger then the strongest drug. He knew that he would have to find it. But he had an hindrance. He locked the wheels of the bike and did a sharp turn resulting in a perfect 180 at which he unlocked the front tire and hit the gas finishing the 360.
At the first initail spin, Aiden got thrown off. But unlike last time he skidded to a halt and did not fall down. "Hey... Think you can tell somebody before you do that next time mate?" In the dark night, Aiden was suddenly surrounded in light. Ancaint ruins circled around him in all directions. He thought for moment not getting what was going on, but too late he decided to act and before he could leave the light it dissapeared, him along with it. Into the night sky.
His hinderance removed. Levy headed to Agriba. To get his sword back by any means necessary.

The giant Smithy owner nodded and said, I will have a package for you too deliver by tomorrow morning. By then my regular delivery boy will be back. You could continue on your journey after that. The smith smiled and bowed his head toward the ninja, I thank you for your help and hope you find what you are looking for. With a look of perplexity toward the Smith the ninja bowed, "Till tomorrow then." With a spin on his heel he turned and left the shop, only to stick his head back in and say, "Can I leave both bikes here? Thanks!" Then he was gone. With a woof and a shake of her head Hashshshin followed after him into the city.