Recent content by Traecon Maxwell

  1. Traecon Maxwell

    Quest Retribution: Part I

    Crack! Whatever conversation that was being taken part by all parties would halt, or perhaps stumble in lieu of a smoking, silvery claw latching onto the boat's side. Over the starboard side of this boat, there had been a small trail of smoke, too faint to be seen in the mists now surrounding...
  2. Traecon Maxwell

    Quest Retribution: Part I

    The swordsman found himself in awe at the feat of magic. Refined in a way he himself could not hope to match. A reminder that the world was so much bigger than he was, with people of abilities that would eclipse his own in style. Execution however was a different matter. All that required was...
  3. Traecon Maxwell

    Roleplay OOC Retribution: Part I

    Oh, i wasnt up to date on who was next. Need to work a bit so Gimme a few hours and ill have mine ready.
  4. Traecon Maxwell

    Roleplay OOC Retribution: Part I

    Aye, I feel for Suule. I had a solo thread with Moulder (discord) going on b4 i had to abruptly leave. Funeral for the elderly from my dad's side. Speakin'o which i should holler to em
  5. Traecon Maxwell

    Roleplay OOC Retribution: Part I

    Refresh my memory - who's after Caliane?
  6. Traecon Maxwell

    Quest Retribution: Part I

    Fire. Rage. And with it, he cut loose. With an unholy roar, the wooden wall of a house, close to the docks was blown open. Alongside splinters were the parts and blood of those creatures, as Traecon burst into the open. Greatsword alive with molten fire bleeding from its skull crossguard, he...
  7. Traecon Maxwell

    Roleplay OOC Retribution: Part I

    Aye Eren'thiel! Consider me back in action!
  8. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Retribution

    He stared in blank shock, awed at the feat of raw strength he just witnessed. And saw that same piece hurled into the rooftops like a farmer would hurl stacks of hay atop a cart. With far more devastating effect, as the structure fell apart from the impact, scattering the creatures far and away...
  9. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Retribution

    Of the dozen that once circled him, four had been slain by the outburst he generated. The others were still spry, and eager for blood. He would give it to them. A pity they came in a line. If they lunged at once he would have been in trouble. As it was? He exhaled once, as the first lunged at...
  10. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Retribution

    "Get. Off." CRACK! BOOM! Not far from the elf and man, just a block away, a brick wall exploded outwards. Spraying stone, brick and creature guts onto the streets, emerged a hooded figure. Half of the creatures surrounding the duo turned towards the new source, a steaming figure of gray and...
  11. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Field of Blood, City of Bones

    There went his hopes of not being noticed. He shrugged in reply, moving on to the gauntlets. "Broke rules. Paid price. They will go for me next time." His eye twitched when he saw a piece of bone fall out the left-handed one, falling into the water like a pebble. Wait, that was a tooth - ah...
  12. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Field of Blood, City of Bones

    He ignored the sideways glances, the stares and even glares directed his way, as he strode towards the bathing areas to rid himself of the blood. He had gotten a bit carried away in his exploits, having broken formation to simply leap into the fray with wild abandon. His armor would withstand...
  13. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles The Town of Gorinsbin

    What in the hell was going on? In the midst of his hasty dash, he thought even that was too late, as he saw the dark tendrils of magic fire from his targeted vampire... to her mistress? But he could not ponder on it, for instinct drove his sword into an slash that carved a tear across the...
  14. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Field of Blood, City of Bones

    Traecon had a few hours sleep, which worked wonders as he found himself stretching casually, his sword out tip-first onto the ground. While he was not putting any pressure on the sword, it still dug a millimetre or two into the marble. The runes lining its edge and the center of the weapon...
  15. Traecon Maxwell

    Open Chronicles Field of Blood, City of Bones

    He took the night watch. It was a curious thing for most of the soldiers when he had shown up to the commander in the barracks, a drunken soldier slung across his shoulder. His gaze was of annoyance, boredom, and amusement all in one, which made for a very confused but annoyed captain as he...