Xewleer

when you take off members clothes when you're no longer a member, you can't put it back on. :shock:

both, and the same goes for Mcafree

(sephiroth king, thats not what I meant, all my characters are me in a sense, so I'm protective of them, If you truly think about it, adn read my PM you might understand) Hyelan spent the next day, wandering the stalls with Alexia, his sister was With Fienrir. The market was crowded with performers and all else, after nearly getting run down by a guy in a highwayman mask, he sent Alexia off to see to her own business, he neede to be alone for this part. He then met with some temple knights, who still wanted him to kill Fienrir, he was armed and refused. He left feeling angry, what were they to order him about? HE was a random card again! that was not good his plans, security, his future, what were they now? He knew he was beginning to reap the fruits of his labors. Come what may, he and his loved ones would survive! Things were about! And it meant hardship for many! In dark halls, in the realm beyond the twilit one, the world where the sun never shines, dark plots finished their planning.

Cool demon!

Completely true I support!!!!! (My sister keeps having problems like that!)

I wouldn't trust that site if Norton himself came and told me it was safe.

"Very well, sis, I forgot myself, I'm sorry." He shook his hand. "Sorry, Fienrir, about what I did, orders from a higher power. Brotherly warning: If you purposefully hurt my sister, or dishonor her, we will fight again no matter my or your state. Now that thats over enjoy yourself." He sat down, that was more effort than he could normally afford. He almost fainted, but kept control until they left, then sunk down, exhausted. They left, (but before that he made his apologies to Ed,) to get some sleep, Alexia had left to wander the stalls, he was alone. He had rest and that was the best thing for him. She came back saw him asleep and let him lie there, he did so much. His sister talked with Fienrir, not dancing this time. "Please forgive my brother, he is very protective of me, and he does not want me to suffer in any way like he has. But he is right, I would like to keep my honor." Fienrir, now slightly embarrassed, agreed. Sleep, a deep healing sleep came over him, when he woke, he felt recharged in energy, and his body would recover.

agreed! support! Hylean sword of approval -+----

Hylean was in pain, he knew he would be. But he could not let his sister, or Alexia, know. He was no longer a fighter as he once was, for now. He could not be trusted to teleport to varrock with others so they had to walk, and he bore it quietly. It was the night of the first day of the festival, they arrived at night (having started at lunch, he had awoke in morning.) and rented a room. It was a pity for him not to meet Fienrir and his apprentice, he wished to have an ale and ask for forgiveness, was and all that etc. Alexia, he realized, was talking to him. "Can we go see the dances? Are you listening?" "Now? Sure, but I can't dance, I'll be on the side lines. would you join me?""Of course!" And away they went, his sister had volunteered to stay. Hylean only really made it (barely) to the doorway, and fell asleep on a couch that were laid out or the weary dancers. Certain temple knights of standing were there and made sure that he was left alone, perhaps they had remorse? Alexia also, invited by the peace that was on him fell asleep on his chest. Lost in the comfort of one another. His sister, however, made a new friend. (one can only guess... who is it?)

I'm sorry but I got confused again! Is that Fienrir's current sword? and those two rings? Seikie (?) and cell?

I got lost, though the language seemed okay, Is it a English evacuee or other things? Because the U-boats would try to sink that so fast it would make their head spin! yeah, I have a love for history, I am sorry, but not too good, though I liked the descriptives.

(thank you for not killing me off!) He was broken, he knew that little time remained without help. He threw his dagger through the window of the pub. After some time (thanks to Alexia and his sister), he was able to send a message, he failed, that simple. He felt weird now, but he no longer had to fight someone like Fienrir, but he might have to complete a battle sometime. Actually, he planned to take it leisurely, take his two friends out and see that festival, and he did, back to Varrock again, and they enjoyed the time greatly. (his story ends here as an independent player for a while, so I'll mold it around others for a while, events in your stories rather.)

better, thank you!

The kid was running through the streets, Hylean didn't notice the chasing guards until too late. Run down, the kid was running toward the sewers anyway more in panic than design he decided to head him off. "Hey kid! down here and you'll evade the guards!" He jumped down! He was Hylean's in a moment! Fienrir jumped down and heard the scuffle of his pupil and followed after the sounds, forcing his alter ego down. The fight was inevitable, and they stood off for a moment. "So you babysit now, its been too long, the wars were not kind at all." "No less kinder than I'll be to you if you don't give him back!" "Certainly, for a fight!" Edward ran off, taking refuge behind Fienrir, looking for his bow and arrows. "I have orders to kill you Fienrir! We were too kind on each other last time!" "Since when have I ever been kind to traitors to his people! City! Family!" And they fought, Fienrir and Hylean slammed their blades together. They fought long, hard, they locked weapons and the halberd gave way, and slid down the blade's length. "cobra strike!" and Hylean attempted to cut Fienrir with his dagger, almost catching him. However, he attacked again. He slid through the defense and stabbed Hylean in the chest. "Don't think this is over! Teleport to Falador!" he showed the runes in between his fingers and disappeared.

nice, but I'm confused a bit on the soul thingy

Back to varrock, he had not anticipated Fienrir to move about so quickly, it was very annoying, but no matter. He was talking to king Roald, a friend if his information was correct. He did not care what the festival was about, though he planned to take his sister and loved one to it if possible, but he sensed he should move out. He knew that feeling, happened before the battle of Edge when the dome was destroyed (reference to the Advent) He listened to speeches, and watched the pomp. Then he saw Fienrir's companion try to enter, then fail. he do so loved these plans of his! "hey kid! come here! I saw you try to get in there, I'll help ya in, there's a secret way, through the sewers, I can take you to the castle, past the walls at least."

not bad, slightly confused though on geography, where is this? or is it undiscovered lands?

Varrock was quiet(er) in the night than the day, however, he heard scuffles in the local pub, looking in, he was about to intervene when the elf took care of herself. he moved on, wasn't his fight... moving on, he reached al Kharid and his contacts, he knew where Agorack (please tell me how to spell it!)was heading and where he would be, a matter of time, he chose his time carefully, as always. He would folow and try to arouse no suspicions, he had time. And he had money, It made no difference to him. Lumbridge was a small town but he had things to do, like play the organ

what world! I want to find him! I know the wildy like the back of my hand, all the good spots!

I didnt understand or like it

interesting is there a sequel?

Yeah, don't worry, I'm on my way. It turned to nightfall, as his instructions from the temple knight commanded, he was to wait until one hour after true night fall. As he had time to kill, he headed over to the pub, second floor, as usual, empty, except for the barmaids and owner. The two barmaids looked over to the old man and he nodded. hylean's sister gave him a hug, and he laid his hand ont he other one's shoulder. The old man shuffled over. "you got something for me?" "Yeah, I brought two, I won't be back for a while, without scars hopefully. Here they are, two wines of Zamorack. now how have you two lovelies been doing?" "well enough brother, though it has been a while since we have heard of you. Is it true?... About the recent wars?... What you did?" Hylean flinched, he nodded. both women were silent, even the old man showed discomfort to the Traitor of Both Sides. He left them, It was time for him to revisit the temple knights. He was briefed on his mission. It felt weird working for someone again, but he did it before, he was too powerful to leave as a wild card. No allegiance sworn merely affirmation that he would complete or fail. He had to find Fienrir/argarok. Rumor of lumbridge was the area. but he would go to Al kharid via varrock, as to not arouse suspision. As he left falador gates to merely trek to Varrock, he was retained by his beloved's hand. "Please don't I don't want you to endanger yourself again that last mission... Please I want you to be safe!" "I'll remain safe, dont worry, I won't let myself die to a demon or hero alike I survive because I remain nuetral, fighting on both sides, I survive! and will remain so while you keep ny special item." he showed her runes, enough for teleport to Falador, "keep a look out. Teleport to varrock!" and he loosed a teleportation tablet and was gone. Leaving his beloved, Alexia, worried and tired OH yeah!! Sephy! I'm after you! (argorak actually)

Please do continue if you want this locked, because, I have a good idea whats coming up. And I'm sure the mods wont like it

After some asking around, he heard of that heroes location. Fenrir, eh? Not to bad. A pity he was so laid back or he'd go after him now. He decided to eat. then rested in Falador park. Sir Tiffy Cashien talked to him and he felt all the better for it. He heard a Saradomist preach on Saradomins goodness etc. It sickened him bit, after all, Zamorack says the same thing.

Taking in the scenery of the volcano, Hylean heard the shouts of a band of Pkers, he had not taken a side during the war, he was not a hero, but if people asked him, he would say he was. He knew of the rigors of war. Few others did, except that hero, what was his name? he forgets, but he felt he should meet him. There were things he could not forget about him. loosing his dagger and halbred, he addressed the band. "Quite frankly guys, you clatter so loudly you could wake Zaros." The band laughed. "We'll send you to meet him!" and attacked. his dagger was not poisoned, nor did it have to be. His halbred swept many into the volcano. In the end, one tried to run. He let him. It was not honorable to stab someone in the back. he turned and used the portal teleport, then, reaching lvl 20 wilderness unmolested, teleported to falador.