Vanguard - Chapter 1

Welcome to the first 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: And so begins the first chapter. Enjoy
 * 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

In the forests of Atwood
'A tall, dark-haired man roams through the forests, walking upright as if he were sent on an important quest by God Himself. Hours are spent roaming, until various wild animals block his path. These animals appeared hungry, and were aiming to eat the man.'

Man: Good grief... Will you animals leave me be? I have other matters to attend to. I am the prophet of God Himself. I am Isaiah. Leave now and I can promise you no harm.

The animals snarl in response, getting ready to attack.

Isaiah: I suppose I have no other choice...' A circle of black and red magic begins to form underneath his feet, ashes floating about from the circle. The magic then lifts itself up and around Isaiah, forming his battle armor before disappearing in a wave of embers and cinders.' Come. If you dare.

'One wolf-like creature pounces at Isaiah. He rolls to the side and unsheathes the knife strapped to his thigh. In an underhand fashion, Isaiah dashes at the wolf and cuts into its side, earning a pained yelp from the creature as it collapses to the ground in agony. The rest of its pack jump into action, some going to guard their fallen ally while the others attack Isaiah. He simply scoffs as he slides his fingers along the knife's blade, igniting it with flames before taking up a stance and charging at the wolves. One wolf is unfortunate enough to meet Isaiah's burning blade, bifurcated as Isaiah runs the knife through the wolf's mouth and all the way down to its tail.'

Isaiah: One down, several more left. He sheathes his knife after extinguishing the flames, before holding out his hand. Come forth, Conflagration.

'A greatsword with a coiled blade that glowed as thought it was just forged with intricate designs engraved in it appears from another ashen magic circle, floating in the air before Isaiah grabs it and holds in a single-handed stance. The wolves resume their attack, growling as they jump at him. Isaiah swings his sword, slashing at the wolves before slamming the blade into the ground with a battle cry as flames burst out of the ground and torch some of the wolves. Despite the burns, the wolves continue attacking. Isaiah holds out his other hand and calls forth a kite shield with icy vapor wafting off its surface. He slams the point of the shield into the ground, summoning ice spikes to impale the wolves in the air and deter the rest. Those that went around to avoid the spikes were then cut down by Isaiah's greatsword. After the skirmish had subsided, Isaiah removed his armor and weapons from his being by walking through another ashen circle.'

Isaiah: Good grief. I should've saved one of those wolf carcasses to cook for my next meal... He puts his hands in his pockets before walking through the forest again, eventually getting past it to see a grand castle hidden behind a large mountain range. Hm? A castle in this far north of Atwood? From what I've read, there could only be one possibility as to whom this castle belongs... *This must belong to the royal Claville family, if it's this secluded.* Isaiah then began to make his way towards the castle, having to get past the mountains before he could enter the kingdom.