Vanguard - Chapter 2

Welcome to the second chapter of the fantasy RP: Vanguard. If you want to join this RP, please ask in the comments and you will need most of our approvals to RP in here. Also, you need to have an OC (Original Character) submitted to this wiki or DeviantArt and must share it with us so we know who we are RPing with. The key of the RP that we use: Here are our current Role-players and their OCs:
 * Normal writing is the dialogue between the characters.
 * Italic writing is a special writing type used for any type of long distance communication or a change in voice.
 * Bold and italic writing are the actions that characters do.
 * Writing in between the *asterisk* means that the character is talking in their heads.
 * Thecryingwolf3553 - Prince Torrhen
 * TheSuperiorOne - Fayette Agnes Claville
 * Infamoussnakegang - Stefan
 * PyroHunter16 - Isaiah
 * Ghostaree - Thomas

Read the first chapter here.

And so begins the second chapter. Enjoy.

On The Way to Aldeon, 27th of Roseborn
'Isaiah and Fayette are well on their way to Aldeon, before they reach a bridge going across a stream. Before they can pass, an orc with a large club made of what appears to be skulls steps in their way from underneath the bridge.'

Orc: Hello, travelers.

Isaiah: We mean you no harm, Orc. Let us pass peacefully, and there won't be any trouble.

Orc: I'll let you pass peacefully, for a fee. He holds his club in both hands in an intimidating fashion

Isaiah: Leave us be, Orc. Isaiah summons his armor through a magic circle

Orc: Just hand over a sack of gold coins, and you can be on your way.

Isaiah: Why do you want our money? There's no need for you to be taking a passing-by civilian's hard-earned currency if you have no necessity for it.

Orc: I use the coin to buy myself food and large amounts of supplies to keep myself alive and prosperous. What else could I do with the coinage? Lock it in a chest and have it stored on a lost island where you must obtain a treasure map and navigate the map to acquire it? No, I'm not a pirate.

Isaiah: Just let us pass, Orc. This is your final warning.

Orc: For the proper amount of coinage, you may pass.

Isaiah: So be it... He unsheathes his knife and throws it at the orc as a distraction Fay, we're fighting our way through!

Fayette: Gotcha. 'She runs at the Orc and notices its marked shield and armor. 'He must be special or something. 'The Orc swings its giant club at her and she moves out of the way in time as it hits the ground. She jumps in the air and flips so that it looks like a backflip and punches the Orc in the back of the neck with her right fist. She lands and the Orc turns around to smile at her. She smiles back and unsheathes her sword. 'Your turn Isaiah...

'Isaiah charges in, summoning his greatsword and igniting the blade. The Orc, while distracted by Fayette, doesn't notice Isaiah, so he manages to impale his blade in the Orc's torso, summoning his knife again and impaling that in the Orc's knee.'

Orc: AHH, HUMAN SCUM!!! The Orc swings his club around to try and hit Isaiah, but the latter held onto his greatsword so he remains behind the Orc

Fayette: Good shot. 'A magic circle appears in Fay's palm and she dashes at the Orc distracted by Isaiah. She sheathes her sword as she's changed her mind and the magic circle slides down her palm forming a giant metal hammer and she spins around gathering momentum, and hits the Orc's other leg with so much force it made it fall down hard. '

Orc: AGH! 'The Orc swings his other leg at Fayette and before she can react it hits her into a tree and she falls to the ground in pain. The giant metal hammer dissipates in thin air and she staggers to get up. The Orc starts to get up.'

Isaiah: Stay down!' Isaiah slices downwards with his sword, using fire magic to propel himself down. The slice bisects the lower half of the Orc, causing him to bleed profusely and yell out in agony before Isaiah slashes upwards and releases a crescent-shaped slash of fire into the air to fully bifurcate the Orc. After throwing away his weapons into their magic circles and dusting off his hands, he sighs.' We should check his hiding place for treasure or anything useful. Weapons may not be worth carrying. But any coins and raw materials that last, we should take. He goes down to wear the Orc was hiding to check for anything useful

Fayette: I found some potions on him. Orcs aren't good with magic so who could've given it to him? 'She inspects the 6 bottles that were in the Orcs pack. Interesting... She utters a magic spell and puts the 6 potions in her pack. '

'They finish looting the orc and salvage a couple things and keep going their way and crosses the bridge. Fayette looks among the woods and sees lots of beautiful animals'

Fayette: They're so cute... She kneels down and pets a animal passing by then it keeps going on its way.

Creston, 28th of Roseborn
Stefan arrived on horseback, and was greeted with the sight of what happened, eyeless corpses everywhere, the destruction, it was until an eyeless man tried to hit him with a piece of wood, he hit him and they exchanged hits, but when the eyeless man was knocked down by Stefan, he just cried, his eyes may have been covered by makeshift bandages, but the cries, they were haunting.

Eyeless man: Bandit or Demon, Please! Kill me, just kill me... He repeated as he curled up

Stefan: I am sorry my elder, I thought you to be a threat. What demon ravaged this village?

Eyeless man: No demon. Just a man, our Prince! A monster, slaughtering a village, just for his damned mother!

Stefan: You are mistaken...

Eyeless: Don't you tell me it was a mistake boy! My village, my people, my family was glad to welcome the bastard, but with out status he judges us, condemns us, take our eyes! And for what!? Because we didn't celebrate the birth of our Queen, fuck our Queen! What future King will we have to live under? What suffering do we have to endure?

Stefan feels his mind touched and a bit persuaded, he needed to teach Torrhen a lesson, maybe a beating, not kill, he got the man up and let Gulima be his guide to a village he passed.

Stefan: Before you leave, may I ask, your name?

Eyeless man: I care not of what you call me traveller...but in your case, you may call me Strider.... When he walked off it looked like he disappeared, Stefan felt sorry, but he had horse tracks to find, and a Prince to beat.

Iron Masters Forgery, Aldeon
Stefan had arrived, getting off of his horse and waited, fists clenched, as he saw the black and white horses that were at stables with the royal crest on them.

Stefan: *Royalty hath no fury like a Watchman's scorn...*

'Inside the shop was Torrhen and his men. He waited impatiently for the blacksmith to come down to meet him.'

Thomas rushed downstairs to meet the customers, but he is enthusiastic smile turned grim when he saw the King's son waiting at the gallery.

Thomas: What are you doing here?

Torrhen: A frustrated look I am in need of a blacksmith to sharpen our blades. A total of seven swords, six spears and twelve daggers. You've been hired before to supply the Crown, I don't see that this will be a problem for you.

Thomas: And who are you going to stab with these blades your Grace? Thomas's gaze was intense.

Torrhen: Surprised The next person who disappoints me.

Thomas: I'll arrange for your blades to be sharpened, but mind your step, someone had his guts splattered all over the floor not too long ago His gaze was still focused on Torrhen.

Torrhen pulls out his sword in an aggressive sort of way, as if initiating a fight.

Torrhen: This is rare steel, it has dulled but is still starp enough to kill someone. Be careful with it, don't want to add to the stains. He hands over the sword blade-first, inches away from Thomas's body. Think you can work with it? That steel is worth more than you.