RP Training: Turner the Adventurer

The fire popped and sizzled as fat from the haunch of venison thrust over it dripped in golden globules down into the blaze. Turner had been traveling for a month, and this was his best meal yet. He had heard the stories of Kolath City, how it was a place of new beginnings, where those who journeyed there could start a new life. And that was what he desired most of all. A new life, free from the torments of memories haunting him each night, the pain of not knowing who he was, the agony of not knowing what was memory, and what was dream. He wanted freedom.

As he sat contemplating his life, he heard a lone wolf howl. It was quickly joined by a chorus of others, and they sounded close…….

OOC: screams THANK YOU!!!

IC: looks up with a grim face
Wolves. Just what I need.
silently pulls his broadsword from its sheath
They'd better not interrupt my dinner, or they'll be sorry.
takes another huge bite from the delicious venison

He sees dark shapes moving beyond the fire

growls
Looks like dinner'll have to wait.
woefully lays down the venison and points his sword at the intruders
C'mon, come get me. Wanna know if I taste good? Too bad, 'cuz all you're gonna taste is my sword.

OOC: 4 actions. "Edit Post" is now your friend.

OOC: C'mon, give me a little slack! Fine, fine.

*growls * Looks like dinner'll have to wait. *woefully lays down the venison and points his sword at the intruders * C'mon, come get me. Wanna know if I taste good? Too bad, 'cuz all you're gonna taste is my sword.

one of the dark shapes lunges toward him over the fire, revealing the form of a black wolf

is caught off guard for a very brief moment at the size of the wolf, but responds in time to slice its neck, killing it immediately
looks back up, and sees about two dozen more wolves gathering around the area
Not looking good… I think I'll need more than my sword.

Wolves? Are they somehow related to our cousin wolvie-bubbie-ring?!?! he's scary!

My sword! and mine!

OOC: I love your silly comments usually; believe me, I really do. But here, just… don't mess up the story, 'kay? ;D I'd be glad to have you comment OOC, but don't, like, actually come into the story as Deadpool or something. :P

Oooc. My characters dialogue are presented in two ways from NOW on; just regular typing, and in()

Why not? Can't people be insane back then?

Gotcha. :)

Um… yeah, but I'd rather you wait until Sam makes one for you, and then you can interfere in my story if our characters ever meet. ;)

I don't get it, PLEASE explain.

It seems like Sam is going to make a "Practice RP" for everyone, centered around the same story about "Kolath City". He'll probably make one for you too soon, so just be patient… :)

P.S. BTW, don't be "patient" like me. :P

Alright, I'll just has to trust you. Please hurry Sam!

OOC: @Sam–Gotta go now, so don't worry about continuing my story yet. :) Thanks again!!

Ooc :Yeah Sam hurry! No pressure though :p

OOC: Fun! Btw, what person are we doing it in? 1st 2nd or 3rd? I am seeing multiple ways in this one and the other one. Just wondering :)! This is an awesome idea :).

OOC: I'm doing third person for actions, first person for dialogue. I think that's the way it's supposed to be done; but to be sure, you should probably ask Sam. ;)

IC:
grabs a piece of wood from the fire and begins waving it at the approaching wolves
Back! Back, you beasts!
touches the torch to the dry grass between him and the pack, quickly starting a blaze
There! That should keep you away for a… wha?
unfazed, the dark wolves jump over the blaze and continue to approach
Uh-oh…

OOC: I personally would use first-person, but any of those could work. :)

the black wolf sinks it's teeth into his left arm, as the pack bays and howls in a thunderous cacophony of sound

OOC: Sam… "its" needs no apostrophe. :P

IC:
screams in pain, then slams the hilt of his sword on the wolf's head, knocking it unconscious
Gah! Ah-ha-_HOW_!
begins to feel dizzy

OOC: Sam… a little help, please. :P

OOC: Sorry, I totally forgot.

IC: as the other wolves bay and howl, a sudden whistling sound is heard. A long, black-shafted arrow with red flights embeds itself deeply in the haunch of of another wolf. It yelps in pain and surprise, and a flight of these arrows cut into the pack. 4 wolves manage to escape, but the rest lay on the ground, some dead, some nearly dead. A group of men is seen nearby…..

turns quickly to the newcomers, trying to maintain consciousness, sword pointing forward
"Are you friends or foes?"
"We have just saved your life. Must you ask that question?"
"I must; I trust no one."
"We are your friends if you are ours. At ease, men."
all the men lower their bows

OOC: Aren't you supposed to help me, Sam, or am I supposed to do this myself somehow??

OOC: Sorry. I've set ups a few more since I did yours, y'know! :P

IC: the leader walks towards you
"I am Taunroc, leader of this band of the Rangers of Kolath. We patrol the outlands, and give our aid to those traveling to and fro from our city."
he folds his arms
"The Black Wolves are numerous this time of year, we are lucky this was just a small pack. If you allow us, we will tend to your arm, Sir……?*

OOC: Muchas gracias.

IC:
grunts
Sure, I guess.
reluctantly holds out his throbbing arm
Um… thanks for saving me.

OOC: De nada

IC:

Tarnoc takes your arm, and leads you gently toward one of his men
"This is Anrondel. He's our healer. He will mend your arm"
Anrodel gently peels back your sleeve, and examines the wound
"Hm……..oh dear. I believe the wolf's fangs were poisoned, the blueish markings around the punctures confirm it. We'll need to open the wound, and administer an antidote."

winces
Very well… do your worst.

the healer pulls out his bag, and begins his administrations

30 Minutes Later

"There. I'm finished. How are you feeling?"

OOC: I'm not totally sure if such a time-lapse would be allowed, but as RP-Master, and the fact that I don't want to have to describe in detail how he opened the wound, I think we can allow it.

OOC: Gotcha. :)

IC:
Much better… but I won't be using that arm much anytime soon. Good thing it wasn't my right arm. Thanks a lot.
heads over to the dying fire
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be packing up now. Time to move on.

Taunroc nods
"We are glad to be of service. Farewell."
the Rangers blend into the night, and disappear

Well, on with business.
picks up his pack and stamps out the fire
I'd better be almost there; I don't want to meet up with any more of these things.

hears a sudden rustling to his left, and draws his sword
a man steps out from the trees
"Hello! May I ask what your name is?"
"I would ask that question of you first. Who are you?"

Well then, my name is James. James of Pennoh to be precise. Now what's yours?

"I do not easily give my name to strangers. From where do you come?"

As I said, Pennoh. starts to wonder whether I can trust him or not

OOC: Just remember my character is only 17 years old. :)

OOC: Whoops… forgot. :P

IC: Of course, of course; I'd failed to understand. I presume you are going to the same place as I: Kolath City?

Yes, I am. But you still haven't answered my question. What is your name?

sheathes his sword
You may call me Turner. What is your errand in Kolath City?

I'm going there to get away from all the legends about the people of Pennoh. Some are true unfortunately, but the ones that are true are the least known. I also want to find a job there, or maybe a little adventure. smiles

Your quest sounds similar to mine. Shall we go together? I have found that traveling alone is… well, not the best idea in the world, at least not in these parts.
holds up left arm

smile fades That didn't happen to be a wolf did it?

It did indeed. They were far more ferocious than any I've seen… well, not that I have seen any… that I can remember…
clears throat and shifts uncomfortably

I encountered one; though it didn't attack. It was very sneaky however, which is something I don't remember seeing in wolves. We better move before more arrive. starts to head toward city

Indeed we should.
passes James and walks just in front of him

looks at Turner in an odd, but wisely says nothing, we walk for about a minute in silence How many wolves attacked you again?

I did not count their exact number, but I estimate that there were two dozen.
laughs
But before you should think that I fought them all off myself, you ought to know that I was rescued by a group of Rangers from Kolath City. I would almost certainly have been overcome without their help.