Gawyn's Horus stories - Page 28

Mbwana · 01-08-2010, 03:15 AM

hey gawyn, I saw you once or twice ingame the last two days (I ambushed you twice on the first time ^^

)

does that mean your laptop's on the road to recovery or are you using someone else's comp? (/me mumbles something about story...

)

Gawyn_Trakkand · 01-08-2010, 03:18 AM

lol yes my comp is fixed i was having a couple days to myself on regnum nice of you to notice ^^ (i noticed you on efe beach, then i had to break you)
i will get the story up soon cross my heart.

Comp · 01-08-2010, 03:15 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Gawyn_Trakkand

lol yes my comp is fixed i was having a couple days to myself on regnum nice of you to notice ^^ (i noticed you on efe beach, then i had to break you)
i will get the story up soon cross my heart.

It was dead that day....we needed some action. And it's always fun fighting you....

Gawyn_Trakkand · 01-14-2010, 05:10 AM

I'm very sorry for taking so long with this next story but i'm taking my time on it and i want it to be just right before i post.

Mbwana · 01-15-2010, 11:51 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Gawyn_Trakkand

I'm very sorry for taking so long with this next story but i'm taking my time on it and i want it to be just right before i post.

take your time, better to have quality work over rushed mess

(vythica, that is copyright infringement

jk)

Pwnography · 01-17-2010, 03:53 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Grain

Soon Ignis and Alsius alike will feel the wrath of the entire Syrtian nation.

Thats a Big nation O.o and nice story man :P

Altara · 01-18-2010, 08:45 PM

BY THE WAY:

Quote:

Originally Posted by Grain

After reading these. I decided to write my own, I hope you don't mind. There could be more, but I can put no due date on them.

Loved your story Grain, you honestly have real talent
(though Ive already told you that

)

UmarilsStillHere · 01-19-2010, 08:25 PM

I would post a 'Oh Noes!' Pic right now, but would be nice for this thread to maintain some sensability so seriously, if you have your own storys, make your own thread.

Torin_Ironfist · 01-19-2010, 10:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Umaril

I would post a 'Oh Noes!' Pic right now, but would be nice for this thread to maintain some sensability so seriously, if you have your own storys, make your own thread.

Aren't they all Horus Stories?

This is but another in the broad collection that the users create. :S

Gawyn_Trakkand · 01-20-2010, 02:02 PM

Ok dudes i know you've been waiting patiently (thank you) here's the new story. Enjoy.

Gwynavere peered over the edge of the pit, tears running down her cheeks, after she heard Gawyn let out a scream. She slowly climbed down the side of the wall of the pit, she faced a horrible spectacle. Isemon looked radiant younger and even more handsome, his glow and warmth filled the small cave. Gwynavere looked to where Gawyn lay, it looked as though his body had been completely drained of everything. The skin, brown and moulding, like it had been the a decade not 5 minutes. With that sight Gwynavere lost her mind. She clutched at her hair and fell to her knees sobbing uncontrollably, primeval screams roared from her. A tender warm touch lifted her chin into the kind smiling face of Isemon.
'Don't cry Gwyn soon everything will be darkness and nothing will matter for you. Who knows you may even see Gawyn again.'
Those words came out of him as if what he said reassured her, he didn't care he had just killed her love and his friend. Isemon turned from Gwynavere taking something from the satchel he carried with him to this place. Gwynavere knew what they where the instant that she saw them, the stolen rune stones but not just the ones from Syrtis either. Gwynavere stood and drew her bow, fury strengthening her aim and her resolve. Isemon merely looked over his shoulder at her.
'You don't want to do that.'
'I don't know what has drove you to this Isemon but I will end it and I will kill you for what you have done.'

Scias walked through the Syrtian camp furious, a battle was about to break loose in the forest and no one was prepared. He stormed around pushing people out of his way, he barged into Isemon's tent. Nothing, no one was there on the moment before a battle the leader of this façade was gone. Scias called a few soldiers too him, Alturianwarrior and Ntkllr appeared from either side of the tent.
'Isemon has gone, I need you to gather other clan leaders. If we aren't ready then we'll be killed or hunted down and then killed, we're a long way from the safety of the great wall here.'
Alturianwarrior and Ntkllr nodded and marched off in different directions. Arwen came out of the dawn shadows her hands in her sleeves of her tunic.
'Isemon disappeared, maybe assassins got him? or maybe Gawyn and Gwyn's disappearance is connected too.'
'Uch that Tin can and the red head have gone too?'
Scias and Arwen walked a way together to a clearing where Anpu, Axis, Jakob, Teiwaz, Hunthor, Tigerious, Edean and Prometheus Wolfhair where already gathered. the most influential clan leaders in Syrtis where gathered Scias spoke.
'Isemon has disappeared, possibly dead, we believe with Gawyn and Gwynavere too. We need to make for battle or we're going to be crushed. Nothing is ready and everyone is doing whatever they want just hanging around.'
Anpu looked behind him, the Inquisition where all armoured and ready to go, he looked back at Scias with a raised eyebrow. Scias pretended not to see this.
'All of you please get your clans ready and the smaller ones will follow suit. I know some of you have lost your founders but that's not to say that you cant lead your clans.'
As Scias spoke the men and women of Syrtis armoured and ready to fight gathered around their various clan leaders or their substitutes. In no less than five minutes the zerg of the Syrtian force had gathered, an army that numbered in its thousands. The clan leaders closed in on one another forming a tight circle, Anpu began forming and discussing his plan. Anpu's ears twitched something in the forest was headed this way, a huge cry from one of the towers.
'ACA!!'
The clan leaders turned to their men and women shouting orders that where passed down quickly through the ranks, the order was simple and spread in seconds "prepare for battle".

Lexen's army drove through the forest, emerging to the Syrtian camp. Their make shift towers where destroyed in seconds by the warlocks and their meteors they rained down upon the massive camp. Killing dozens and starting fires in explosions as they hit. Ignean barbarian's ran at the camp they met the Syrtian barbarian's. Steel rang on steel roars filled the air, many where whipped into a thirst for the others blood. Lexen looked out over the battle, the conjurers where right behind the warriors healing those they could get to in time to save. Both sides where suffering casualties, Lexen saw the Syrtian knights by the mage's keeping them protected.
'Send in our knights to decimate their barbarians.'
Artec Jr nodded and pulled the visor down on his helm, he unsheathed his axe and ran toward the battle with the ignean knights behind him. They literally leaped into the breach making an effective spear head through the wall of barbarians, their target was Arwen the first conjurer they could find. Haranaka and Zeric of Ga quickly jumped in front of the oncoming horde of knights, protecting Arwen. The barbarian wall closed in quickly, but at least twelve knights got through. Haranaka and Zeric of Ga hunched behind their shields and rooted their feet, they let out a battle cry and they began to glow in an orange flame. The Ignean knights met against the syrtian knights shields, their attacks had little effect on the two knights. Haranaka's spear flew in a flurry of attacks and ripostes, Zeric slashed at those he could reach. They kicked and tripped the other knights that came close to Arwen, Arwen in turn was healing their wounds as fast as she could. Haranaka took a wound to his leg and Zeric on his shoulder, though 3 had fallen to their attacks their power was drained. Artec Jr grabbed Zeric by the chin snapping his neck in one swift move, Haranaka fell to Choronzon's hammer blow. Arwen was cornered, though only 8 remained she was powerless against their number. The main fight was going on fifty to sixty yards in front of her, the barbarians where weakening against the force of the Ignean barbarians and knights. Arwen locked in concentration. the knights weapons closed in on her. Bright lights began to spiral around Arwen, then they became long luminous strands of light. The attacks struck her and simply stopped, no marks, no wounds, just stopped. Artec Jr and Choronzon hammered and slashed at Arwen constantly, the only damage showing was on their weapons. Arwen smiled at their frustration applauding them as she stood. Jesus, Ntbslr and Barroomhero emerged from the shadows, their attack fast and brutal. Barroomhero's troll smashed into the knights roaring as it went, it's huge club smashing their armour and heads. Artec Jr's and Choronzon's attacks finally connected as Arwen's sanctuary fell and her body fell limp and lifeless. Crimson rubies trickling down her snow like skin, her eyes looked empty and stared into oblivion. Then a small smile broke her look and her last breath escaped her.
The battle raged on, the outcome wasn't looking good for the Syrtians. The surprise attack and their lack of organisation seemed to have beaten them. The archers from Ignis now picked their targets, instead of firing into the horde of elves and men. Bulgaro was surrounded by other barbarians, separated from his line there was no way back. He had been wounded, arrow after arrow made a dull thunk into him he roared with pain and anger. His giant green and gold axe glinting in the light of the new day, his attacks where ferociously fast and unyielding. Barbarians unfortunate enough to get caught up in Bulgaro's frenzy where eviscerated, his almost unstoppable madness regretted in seconds or didn't have time to regret it. Another arrow thunk smacked into his knee this time forcing him onto it this time. Bulgaro went berserk, he got to his feet and with overwhelming strength charged at the nearest barbarian. Hamster of Sorrow did his best to deflect the barrage of attacks from the Evendims axe, but the young barbarian was bested by the veteran. Bulgaro cleaved through Hamster of sorrows leg, from there upwards in an arc slicing him in half. Bulgaro grabbed the dismembered leg and threw it at Chuchulain, the leg knocked the barbarian over it hit him with that much force. Before Chuchulain could react Bulgaro was over him, acceptance of death had turned Bulgaro's face to hard stone. Chuchulain raised his arm in a flinch, he opened his eyes to see Bulgaro's face go wide with shock. Bulgaro fell to his knees, then to the side staring into nothingness. Captain Nintendo stood behind where Bulgaro stood, his longbow drawn cigar in his mouth and a crazed grin on his face.
'Isn't this just AWESOME!!'
Chuchulain watched the cackling hunter speed off in the other direction shouting.
'New pants for Chuchu Stat!!!'
The battle looked bad for Syrtis, being taken by surprise and no real time to fortify themselves had taken their advantage of numbers away. All looked bleak but things where about to get bleaker....

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01-08-2010, 03:18 AM	#272
Gawyn_Trakkand Banned Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cheshire, England Posts: 219	lol yes my comp is fixed i was having a couple days to myself on regnum nice of you to notice ^^ (i noticed you on efe beach, then i had to break you) i will get the story up soon cross my heart.

01-14-2010, 05:10 AM	#274
Gawyn_Trakkand Banned Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cheshire, England Posts: 219	I'm very sorry for taking so long with this next story but i'm taking my time on it and i want it to be just right before i post.

01-20-2010, 02:02 PM	#280
Gawyn_Trakkand Banned Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cheshire, England Posts: 219	Ok dudes i know you've been waiting patiently (thank you) here's the new story. Enjoy. Gwynavere peered over the edge of the pit, tears running down her cheeks, after she heard Gawyn let out a scream. She slowly climbed down the side of the wall of the pit, she faced a horrible spectacle. Isemon looked radiant younger and even more handsome, his glow and warmth filled the small cave. Gwynavere looked to where Gawyn lay, it looked as though his body had been completely drained of everything. The skin, brown and moulding, like it had been the a decade not 5 minutes. With that sight Gwynavere lost her mind. She clutched at her hair and fell to her knees sobbing uncontrollably, primeval screams roared from her. A tender warm touch lifted her chin into the kind smiling face of Isemon. 'Don't cry Gwyn soon everything will be darkness and nothing will matter for you. Who knows you may even see Gawyn again.' Those words came out of him as if what he said reassured her, he didn't care he had just killed her love and his friend. Isemon turned from Gwynavere taking something from the satchel he carried with him to this place. Gwynavere knew what they where the instant that she saw them, the stolen rune stones but not just the ones from Syrtis either. Gwynavere stood and drew her bow, fury strengthening her aim and her resolve. Isemon merely looked over his shoulder at her. 'You don't want to do that.' 'I don't know what has drove you to this Isemon but I will end it and I will kill you for what you have done.' Scias walked through the Syrtian camp furious, a battle was about to break loose in the forest and no one was prepared. He stormed around pushing people out of his way, he barged into Isemon's tent. Nothing, no one was there on the moment before a battle the leader of this façade was gone. Scias called a few soldiers too him, Alturianwarrior and Ntkllr appeared from either side of the tent. 'Isemon has gone, I need you to gather other clan leaders. If we aren't ready then we'll be killed or hunted down and then killed, we're a long way from the safety of the great wall here.' Alturianwarrior and Ntkllr nodded and marched off in different directions. Arwen came out of the dawn shadows her hands in her sleeves of her tunic. 'Isemon disappeared, maybe assassins got him? or maybe Gawyn and Gwyn's disappearance is connected too.' 'Uch that Tin can and the red head have gone too?' Scias and Arwen walked a way together to a clearing where Anpu, Axis, Jakob, Teiwaz, Hunthor, Tigerious, Edean and Prometheus Wolfhair where already gathered. the most influential clan leaders in Syrtis where gathered Scias spoke. 'Isemon has disappeared, possibly dead, we believe with Gawyn and Gwynavere too. We need to make for battle or we're going to be crushed. Nothing is ready and everyone is doing whatever they want just hanging around.' Anpu looked behind him, the Inquisition where all armoured and ready to go, he looked back at Scias with a raised eyebrow. Scias pretended not to see this. 'All of you please get your clans ready and the smaller ones will follow suit. I know some of you have lost your founders but that's not to say that you cant lead your clans.' As Scias spoke the men and women of Syrtis armoured and ready to fight gathered around their various clan leaders or their substitutes. In no less than five minutes the zerg of the Syrtian force had gathered, an army that numbered in its thousands. The clan leaders closed in on one another forming a tight circle, Anpu began forming and discussing his plan. Anpu's ears twitched something in the forest was headed this way, a huge cry from one of the towers. 'ACA!!' The clan leaders turned to their men and women shouting orders that where passed down quickly through the ranks, the order was simple and spread in seconds "prepare for battle". Lexen's army drove through the forest, emerging to the Syrtian camp. Their make shift towers where destroyed in seconds by the warlocks and their meteors they rained down upon the massive camp. Killing dozens and starting fires in explosions as they hit. Ignean barbarian's ran at the camp they met the Syrtian barbarian's. Steel rang on steel roars filled the air, many where whipped into a thirst for the others blood. Lexen looked out over the battle, the conjurers where right behind the warriors healing those they could get to in time to save. Both sides where suffering casualties, Lexen saw the Syrtian knights by the mage's keeping them protected. 'Send in our knights to decimate their barbarians.' Artec Jr nodded and pulled the visor down on his helm, he unsheathed his axe and ran toward the battle with the ignean knights behind him. They literally leaped into the breach making an effective spear head through the wall of barbarians, their target was Arwen the first conjurer they could find. Haranaka and Zeric of Ga quickly jumped in front of the oncoming horde of knights, protecting Arwen. The barbarian wall closed in quickly, but at least twelve knights got through. Haranaka and Zeric of Ga hunched behind their shields and rooted their feet, they let out a battle cry and they began to glow in an orange flame. The Ignean knights met against the syrtian knights shields, their attacks had little effect on the two knights. Haranaka's spear flew in a flurry of attacks and ripostes, Zeric slashed at those he could reach. They kicked and tripped the other knights that came close to Arwen, Arwen in turn was healing their wounds as fast as she could. Haranaka took a wound to his leg and Zeric on his shoulder, though 3 had fallen to their attacks their power was drained. Artec Jr grabbed Zeric by the chin snapping his neck in one swift move, Haranaka fell to Choronzon's hammer blow. Arwen was cornered, though only 8 remained she was powerless against their number. The main fight was going on fifty to sixty yards in front of her, the barbarians where weakening against the force of the Ignean barbarians and knights. Arwen locked in concentration. the knights weapons closed in on her. Bright lights began to spiral around Arwen, then they became long luminous strands of light. The attacks struck her and simply stopped, no marks, no wounds, just stopped. Artec Jr and Choronzon hammered and slashed at Arwen constantly, the only damage showing was on their weapons. Arwen smiled at their frustration applauding them as she stood. Jesus, Ntbslr and Barroomhero emerged from the shadows, their attack fast and brutal. Barroomhero's troll smashed into the knights roaring as it went, it's huge club smashing their armour and heads. Artec Jr's and Choronzon's attacks finally connected as Arwen's sanctuary fell and her body fell limp and lifeless. Crimson rubies trickling down her snow like skin, her eyes looked empty and stared into oblivion. Then a small smile broke her look and her last breath escaped her. The battle raged on, the outcome wasn't looking good for the Syrtians. The surprise attack and their lack of organisation seemed to have beaten them. The archers from Ignis now picked their targets, instead of firing into the horde of elves and men. Bulgaro was surrounded by other barbarians, separated from his line there was no way back. He had been wounded, arrow after arrow made a dull thunk into him he roared with pain and anger. His giant green and gold axe glinting in the light of the new day, his attacks where ferociously fast and unyielding. Barbarians unfortunate enough to get caught up in Bulgaro's frenzy where eviscerated, his almost unstoppable madness regretted in seconds or didn't have time to regret it. Another arrow thunk smacked into his knee this time forcing him onto it this time. Bulgaro went berserk, he got to his feet and with overwhelming strength charged at the nearest barbarian. Hamster of Sorrow did his best to deflect the barrage of attacks from the Evendims axe, but the young barbarian was bested by the veteran. Bulgaro cleaved through Hamster of sorrows leg, from there upwards in an arc slicing him in half. Bulgaro grabbed the dismembered leg and threw it at Chuchulain, the leg knocked the barbarian over it hit him with that much force. Before Chuchulain could react Bulgaro was over him, acceptance of death had turned Bulgaro's face to hard stone. Chuchulain raised his arm in a flinch, he opened his eyes to see Bulgaro's face go wide with shock. Bulgaro fell to his knees, then to the side staring into nothingness. Captain Nintendo stood behind where Bulgaro stood, his longbow drawn cigar in his mouth and a crazed grin on his face. 'Isn't this just AWESOME!!' Chuchulain watched the cackling hunter speed off in the other direction shouting. 'New pants for Chuchu Stat!!!' The battle looked bad for Syrtis, being taken by surprise and no real time to fortify themselves had taken their advantage of numbers away. All looked bleak but things where about to get bleaker....