Coleraon and Hunting....

[coryzilla]

(normally this would go into "Trails of Coleraon Pesong" but this is a tad....Different...)


Coleraon snapped back to wakefulness as he stepped on a twig. was he manageing to doze off while walking? new skill, yay. he glanced sideways at his older brother, Brondaen, who was glareing at him for stepping on the twig. "Incase you forgot Raon, when you are hunting wild animals, you are supposed to be QUIET. you can get this next shot...." Cole sighed and drew his bow, fitting a arrow to the string. he was crouched, to avoid being spotted by the deer they were hunting.

Several minutes later, he finaly found one. he aimed and pulled back on the string, ignoreing how it was cutting into his finger. should of brought some gloves.. when he had pulled back the string fully, and made sure of his aim, he shot the arrow. Cole hit dead on target. Brondaen commented "Nice shot little brother. now come on, lets collect the meat." he whipped out a knife and Cole followed suit. halfway in the skinning and gathering the meat, Cole said "this is disgusting...." "I know it is. but you do want something to eat, do you not?" Brondaen replied. Cole just grunted in response.


A few hours later, the pair were finished hunting and were sitting around the camp fire. then something happened that took Cole a few moments to understand. Brondaen had a arrow in his chest. but something about the arrow was different then Cole's or Brondaen's. it was blighted. a second later, another arrow impaled itself in a tree stump, missing Cole by mere inchs. "Raon! RUN!" Cole wondered why Brondaen was saying this, he could easyily take on a few-......oh crap....he had turned around and saw a large amount of aegis, one with a large club went straight for brondaen and hit him on the head, knocking him out. in times of panic like this, Cole tends to forget about recalling. so he sprinted away and went into the trees.

Cole was dashing about in the trees at top speed, arrows whipping after him. HOW could he of missed the signs?!? this forest was full of dead things, but Cole dident guess they were BLIGHTED! he dared a glance behind him and saw that the undead were keeping up with him on the ground, shooting arrows and throwing rocks. Cole was getting tired, but he could not stop, manageing again to forget that if he died, he would just reappear at New Trismus. then something hard hit him on the back off the head and his vison went black. seeming like a second later, he woke up again, on the ground and several aegis around him. the one with the large club came again and smashed his head, knocking him out fully again...

(Cole's been captured. bad luck Cole! this is me taking advantage of my Computer refusing to play istaria. but the main reason this isnt in the other thread for cole's storys is because this thread will be expanded for more on this story later. by the way, its OK if someone saw him get captured, but do try and not and save him until some time i can say it will work. *cough cough when the computer will run the game cough cough*)

[coryzilla]

(now that the computer is able to run Istaria again, it's time to activate Operation: rescue XD)

Coleraon Pesong woke up, but did not open his eyes. by now he learned that opening his eyes ment a hammer to his face. He's been stuck here for so long now, and Cole wanted out. he needed a way to signal for rescue. as he laid there, thinking, he got an idea. hopefully, people would wonder where he had ran off to these last few weeks, and would come to investigate. he was fully awake already, which was new. to get started, he would need to open his eyes.....when he did, he immeadtly rolled away, stood up and wrested the hammer from its owner, bashing the Undeads face in. he quickly crouched down next to the corpse and searched for a key to his cell. when Cole found it, he stood up and jammed it into the lock and forced it open. when two more Aegis turned the corner, he smashed them both in the face and countined running towards outside, bashing any Undead he came across.

This all could of been avoided by Recalling, but something either put a spell on him or drugged him so he couldent recall. either that, or getting smashed in the face twenty times a day gave him a concussion and he forgot how to recall. Finaly, he ran outside, into a blighted forest clearing. before anything could get to him, Coleraon gathered all the energy he could muster and shot a high powered (and rather explosive...) boom soaring up into the sky. Something hit him hard in the back of the head and he fell onto the ground, stareing up at the boom trailing up into the air, then exploding violently and loudly. as his vison dimmed, he felt somethign dragging him back to the cell.

Hopefully somebody understood what that was about......

(was gonna make this a Ingame RP but the people that were on the job ended up having to log. sooo this is going forums. now it's okay to come after him anyway......if any characters understand what that was about...)

[coryzilla]

(*stops a stopwatch* time's up, coles breaking out on his own :P)

Coleraon Pesong slowly woke up, groggy. now he had no worry about opening his eyes, because the undead had gave up on smashing him in the face. now he was chained to a wall and a guard with a sword was at the entrance. It had been several days since the flare/boom thing, and it dosent seem like anyone came.either that or they came and then died. all he could really do now was just hang there, so that he did.


*A few hours later* Cole noticed something. that familar (allthough hazardus) feeling when he could cast powerful magic was in his gut. allthough, that feeling for Cole more ment that something would blow up quite violently when done so. he could never get a grip on magic other than healing.
Cole had a idea. he knew first hand how explosive the booms were. not injure-everything-in-20-feet explosion, but destroy everything explosions. he started casting the spell and directed it at his wrists, while the Aegis really didn't even notice....then a noise that broke the sound barrier, so close to Cole's ears it sounded like it anyway, a lot of smoke, falling and hitting the ground, and a Undead that sounded rather angry heading towards him, not like it could see..... this proved to Cole's advantage as he could easily Counter the attack, slaying the monster.

Coleraon dropped the blighted sword in disgust. allthough having a weapon would make getting out alot easier, something blighted was more likley to make him throw up in the middle of a fight. and that would not be good. the stuff made him sick easy, even though he was gifted. Cole looked at his knuckles. punching it is. he ripped off his sleeves, damaged as they were, and wrapped them around his hands, to not injure them when he punched something. then he started to run, to where it did not matter, as long as it wasen't here.

Cole jumped up onto a undead's back, punching it in the head and causing it to fall over. Cole rolled when they landed, immeaditly sidestepped a spear lunge and grabbed the weapon, twirling it around and throwing it at it's owner. he broke into a run again, dispatching each undead in his way quickly. breaking into a sprint, he made a dash for the tree-line. he felt a arrow hit home in his back, causeing the child to stumble then keep running....... and running.... and running................

*a half hour later* Coleraon finaly stopped to pant and look around. he had lost them. then he relized the area was familar.....It was his brothers camp! he had forgotten all about Brondaen, but he did not see him at all during his escape. sighing and hopeing he escaped too, he walked into the camp and retrieved his sword, still wrapped securely in cloth. he fastened it to his back and checked for anything else. he picked up his Bow and arrows, he turned away and looked where he guessed the clearing was. he was injured and the anti-recall thing still had not worn off yet. the full impact of his wounds caught up to him, and Cole suppresed a groan.


He began to limp off towards the clearing, and hopefully towards help.

(thats the end of this...)