Quickly as he could Garland spun around and avoided the first dagger flying trough the air, whether it was due to pure luck or intuition could be only guessed. Garland acted quickly and his ring sent out a command pulse, the roots of the nearest tree`s and plants suddenly charged forth from the ground in an effort to bind down the human. Once he would be held at bay it shouldn`t have been a problem for Garland to dispatch of this fool with his mace.

"Shadows eh?"

He muttered as he charged forward with his mace ready splinter Tlenes`s skull.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

((I think Light should win this battle for now, since it is the very beginning of the RP. Then, they can go to the forest of the Elves, meanwhile the evil is either trying to figure out a plan to stop them or is doing damage elsewhere...or maybe they could have a visit from a old evil ringbearer giving them tips and hints on how to win. I will leave that up to evil.))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((after an hour almost of reading, I've finaly caught up! lol!))

During this whole small battle, Amaritha, evil demon of air, sat in a knargled tree-knargled thanks to Garland- half looking uninterested and examining her long nails. She new she could easily make the air tighter or thinner, making it harder to breath, but decided not to. Why kill all of them now? What would be the fun in that?

She watched as her counter element weilder stood there, just concentrating. I can guess who's doing that. Amaritha thought with a smirk...

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Meanwhile, Pendragon, evil human bearer of water, stayed at the evil bearers' supposed meeting place. Since no one had met, and just decided to go attacking with a plan, he decided to stay put, thinking of a plan.
"Get them someother time, when they expect it least. Watch them closely. Find their weaknesses and find ouselves advantages..." he talked quietly to himself.
"Maybe we could even call the Nuckelavee..."

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(( a little birdie brought to my attention *gives birdie a cookie You know who you are * that there is no Ringbearer of Light or Shadow on the evil side. Would anyone like to take these spots? You'll get a basket of cookies if you do!))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((I can take Light!))

((awesome!! Hannon le, mellon nin! *gives Eleyna a basket of warm, fresh baked cookies and a tackle *))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

OOC: Gah! Sorry for my few day absence, I had a lot of things to do. I'll get my post for Kravyn up later today or early tomorrow if all things go according to plan.

And, Turwaithiel, if no one else wants the position, I can play the evil ringbearer of Shadow.

Again, sorry for my absence.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

((don't apologize, mate, it's understand. And hannon le! *hands The~Docter a basket of cookies and a tackle * ))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((yay, I have a cookie! tehee... *tweet tweet*))

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

((:laugh: At first I didn't get it and now I got it....lol))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((thanks for the cookies! I'll get me bio up soon, mate!))

I'll play the shadow if you want too!

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((you will have to fight The~Doctor for it, Amoniel. And Eleyna, you don't have to do a bio if you don't want to, since we already started. Just post. (Unless you want to post a bio, that is. ))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

((Well, I worked up a bio last night, so I'll go ahead and post it!))
Name- Eshtok
Age- 31
Race- Human
Element/Ring- Ring of Light
Appearance- Tall and well-built, tanned skin, grey eyes, short blond hair.
Personaility- Ruthless in a calm, intense way. He doesn't loose his temper easily, but doesn't hesitate to torture or kill.
Weapons- Broadsword, two hidden knives. He's skilled with his weapons, although he prefers to use his powers.
History- Estok was born on a small farm, the second of three children. When he was fifteen, a demon started visiting him in secret. Although he was considerably frightened at first, Eshtok talked to the demon and kept meeting him. Skillfully using words, the demon gradually turned Estok against his family, until he came to despise them. About a year later, the demon gave Eshtok the Ring of Light. The young man used it against his own family, killing them. After that, Eshtok left the farm, living as an outlaw. He never saw the demon again, but eventually other evil ringbearers and joined them.
Special Abilities (beside element-limit to three)- He can phase into pure light, and travel that way for short distances. He can make shields out of light, but usually can't sustain them for more than a few minutes at a time.
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Eshtok moved quietly into the evils' meeting place, joining Pendragon. "Are we the only one's who came?" he asked, somewhat surprised. He didn't think any of the ringbearers would miss a chance to strike at their counterparts.

"They've already gone to attack them on their own and without a plan. We need to be together to strike and win. Though I'm sure those demons wouldn't be too happy about that," Pendragon replied to Eshtok.

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(Does anyone know where Shadowcat is? I sort of have a plan for my character and hers to work together.)

Threng growled with the effort of keeping Cylinn at bay. She was strong, very mentaly strong. He didn't know how much longer he could keep her out. Threng suddely relized he'd attacked this situation wrongly. Wind could be strong, yes, but its main strength was the power of evasion. Switching tatics, he dropped his defences, while at the same time becoming the very air he controled. He was still there in the conscience, uncapturable, slipping through the fingers of his would be captor.