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BloodHearst is a world riddled with destruction. Buildings falling down, fires raging, and oh the rotting corpses that have been seen to roam the streets as well. See if you can survive this one.
I will need the following requirements to be met in order for this story to really flourish. I will be asking for simple character sheets before everything starts so that i know who is what and so on.
1.There will be no god-modding which means your character can die.
2.There is no limit to what race your character can be.
3.The story timeline is subject to change on a whim so be prepared to have modifications for your character.
4.Above all else,have fun!!!
Here is a link of the sheet i will need from every player.
https://wodcharactersheets.weebly.com/blanksheet.html

The elder elf was starting to grow very annoyed now. He was being held within a almost abandoned building on the outskirts of the city. Those who had captured him felt the need to chain him to the wall by his neck and also by his wrists. Maybe they thought it was funny but he was not laughing for once. He had been standing for hours now waiting for the them to return and either torure him again or let him free. He was growing tired of waiting for these bloody humans to return and for once he was getting extremly agitated. Those emerald eyes of his would shine just a bit while his head raised so he could look to the door. There would be banging upon the door to the room and yeah this was getting annoying to him "Hey can a guy not have some peace and quiet around here sheesh." The banging grew louder until finally the door comes off its hinges and hits the floor. The eyes of prince would grow wide seeing what was coming in now was not something even he would want to encounter... well not tied up anyway "Damn did you all have a fight with the grim reaper or something?" His words seemingly angered those that came in and actually made them rush at him. "Think Prince think. You can get out of this one. Come on think." He quickly kicks the chair that had been placed in front of him at the mob that was heading his way. This caused some to fall over while others simply went around the fallen. He would place his back against the wall while trying to pull the chains from the side walls which held his hands and also the chain around his neck. Three of the grotesque things were on him now trying to claw and bite at him. He was able to break the loop that held the chain which was attached to his neck from the wall before pushing past the things. He had just enough slack with the other two chains to do what he could. He closes his eyes and starts to swing his head round and round making the chain swing through the air at the same time. In doing this he would smack a few of them in the head causing them to fall over. He finally stops spinning around and goes back to pulling on the chains that held his hands. They would not budge and yet his wrists became bloodied allowing his hands to pull free from the shackles.. Once free he removed the chain from around his neck. He blinks seeing a rather large dead thing coming at him "Holy shit." This would be all he could muster before he is grabbed by the charging thing. He is able to manipulate their movement just enough so that the creature crashes through the window before him. The free fall lasted about ten seconds before the creature breaks his fall landing on the dirt ground below. Prince now held his left arm which was now bleeding while he looked around him "Out of the pan into the fire it seems. Damn it sweets you best be alive." He was now surrounded by dozens of the undead.

(Thank you Leltum for the character information. Your sheet is made and has been posted on the site. Feel free to join in anytime!!!)

~(Many thanks Mr. Prince for both allowing myself to join your story board and also for your work on the page. I look forward to battling those undead creatures beside you!!!!!!)~

The echoing sounds of clanging swords amongst the skulls of the dead coming from outside his cell would finally shake the little creature awake. A long murmured groan would escape his lips while the young man slowly got to his feet. Pale blue eyes slowly take in his small caged in surroundings while they adjusted to the dim lighting. Yes he was indeed safe from what was going on outside and yet he could easily wither away and perish is he did not get out soon. The man gathered his clothing and redressed before moving to the iron bars in front of him. His head craned from the left then to the right while looking around the deserted hallway "Seams they have left me in ere to rot like a common thief." A small lock pick would be removed from behind his left ear and soon he went to work on the lock. His attentions are drawn to the worn wooden door at the far end of the hall where banged began to be heard "Move yur ass tum looks like you will have company and soon." After a couple moments the lock clicks open and he would slip out the gate.
The little man would place his back against the cold wall beside him and would use the shadows there to creep to the other end of the hall where his things were being held. To his surprise no one was inside so he ventured inside to gather the rest of his belongings. The eyes of the man would blink several times at the sounds of that wooden door splintering before coming crashing in "Oh bugger." Once his belongings were once again on his person, those little legs of his would carry him quickly out of the room and soon down towards the only way out... the broken in wood door. His steps are slowed just a little bit while he looked to see what had come bursting inside. Those pale blue orbs of his would grow wide seeing two creatures which looked like they just crawled out of graves wandering around the exit. A small hand would lightly stroke the white feathered hair on his chin while the man pondered on how to get past these two. Soon enough he is spotted and well he is now being chased around the small room. The youngster manages to remove twin daggers from his waist before he actually uses the furniture to climb up onto.
A wry chuckle is heard before he dives up into the air twirling twice before landing upon one of the dead things. Both daggers are now sank deep into the back of the dead thing's skull making him flop to the ground. This is turn sent the youngster rolling off the thing to land on his feet a couple feet away from the exit. The second dead thing roared at the sight of his partner being taken out and now shambles after the one who killed him. Leltum finds himself being chased again and yet he would actually smile since he now could run for the exit. The youngster would quickly slide to the left of the building once he got out and waited for the thing to come through the opening. Once he came into sight, Leltum would sweep his feet out from under him sending him crashing to the ground. Seconds later he is upon the dead thing and jamming his daggers into the back of his head killing him.
Slowly the man would stand still clutching the bloodied daggers in each hand trying to catch his breath. Those pale blue eyes first blinked then grew wide again taking in what was around him now. First off, an elf riding a creature to the ground, and second the other dead things now surrounding him. He moved quickly to the elf and placed his back to his "Guess we take care of dem together no?"

While the battle waged below, Nightfrost watched the ordeal from the forest trees. The human form the dragon had taken made it much easier to sneak in and out of the shadows. A long black cloak sheilded the girl from view as a horde of undead creatures scrambled to the human settlement underneath her. ‘Good thing they don’t know how to climb trees yet....’ She saw when a man and one of the larger undead creatures hurtle out the window. She then looked to find a young man surrounded by the hoarde. Nightfrost would only jump in if necessary, as she didn’t know them and she could possibly be risking her life if she were to jump in and help them. Instead, large black wings sprouted from her back. The smooth scales caught the sunlight and under the black shined an array of blues, greens, purples, and silvers which could only be seen up close. The undersides of her wings looked like the night sky itself, small silver spots lined them like stars. She took off from the branch with a few large flaps of her wings, circling the two from above. She got out a blade and used it to catch the light, using Morse code to try and tell them to head for the trees.

~(Hello Ace and Miss Frost.)~

The elf looked behind him then down smirking at the young man "Well now lets see what we can do to these things shall we?" He looks at the growing number of dead moving towards the pair and sighs deeply. Yeah if he had his weapons and gear and not any injuries he could have taken about half of them out but alas here he was unarmed and wounded. He shields his eyes a moment having sun catch them a couple times "I believe someone or something out there is trying to herd us elsewhere." He steps to one side of the little guy and looks to the closest dead "Alright the only way we live is take as many as we can to clear the path away from this place eh." He winced in pain as his arm starts to bleed again "Bloody hell we best move and now." Nope he would not linger too long even if his helper did not follow him. He did not know him so he would only think of himself for now. He crouched down a moment before rushing forward pushing himself through a group of ten of the dead. A glance is given behind him as he does this to make sure the small man actually caught the hint and followed him. The elf would not stop until he could get some distance between himself and the group of dead.

The long daggers in each hand would be twirled idly now and then while he looked around the area. A nod is given to the elf having heard what was being said and yet he had no time to speak since well the damn guy ran off. A mere shake of his white feathered head would be seen while he stood there watching the antics of the what seamed to be lunatic elf. I mean come on who in their right mind would blindly go running into such a ground of creatures ... bleeding the way he was might I add. A huff leaves his lips before the young man swiftly takes chase following a couple feet behind the elf.
He would easily be able to weave in and out and even under the dead things to keep out of reach of them. He was in fact a very impressively skilled thief so he would have little trouble now. A quick slide would send the man through the legs of a slower yet larger dead thing. Soon a laugh is heard leaving his lips when he stands again and runs off after the elf again.

~(Hides a giggle since a beautiful woman said hello to him.)~

Nightfrost watched them from above carefully, smirking softly under her half mask when she saw them trying to make a run for it. She got a little closer and saw the elf was wounded and unarmed. ’He won’t survive without at least a weapon.....screw it theses are the only survivors I’ve seen.’ She grabbed the Kukri from its sheath and dive bombed the group of zombies while cutting off a few of their heads. She held the blade out to him while she hit the others with her wings. “Head for the trees, they can’t climb!” She called to both of them.

(Aww yall are too much lol. Just a fyi love is blind in this game as long as you can stay alive that is lol game on everyone!!!)

The elf finally skids to stop at the base of a tree. He nods his thanks towards the source of the information "Many thanks." He looks up the tree and sighs before trying his best to climb up it using only his good arm. Once he is high enough he would sit on a thick branch and lean back against the tree so he could rest.

So like I have not been paying attention at all so what is going on? ))

His feet would slide to a stop so he could look up at the beautiful creature flying above them "By the goddess that is a sight of which this one has not seen before." The young man's attention is drawn to the large dead thing who had leaped up at the creature from behind. The youngling would yell out "Fly away now!!!" And with this his long daggers are sent hurtling straight at her... or so it seamed.
Moments later the dead thing lands on the ground in a heap of unmoving mass. Heavy breathes leave him a moment before he turns running towards the nearest tree. Fleet steps would carry the man up the side of the tree and soon he is seen crouched upon a high branch within it. Pale blue orbs would take in the surroundings below in search of the beautifuk creature, the elf, and any signs of them being followed.

(Well long story short. Leltum and i have escaped from a building surrounded by zombies. Frost has guided us to the trees and thats it lol. Oh can i get some character info from you so i can make a sheet.)

(I believe Leltum meant it ic lol. I think it would be cute seeing a owl defend a dragon lol.)

Sure do you want me to send u a link to my character or what?))

(Sure that would be good.)

Ok