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Why should I help you? Oh..
My entrances where never the best. But I had no idea what this girl was talking about.
"So you want me to help you escape the city?" I asked, but she clarified it that escaping the city isn't the only thing. "Yes.." She said with a pause, as though looking for a reason why I should. "Its the least you could do for saving your life."
Ok, she had a point. "But I still don't have to do anything for you. What if I just say no?" I was quick to turn the tables on this girl - no way would she be bossing me around! Chivalry be damned!
"Well, then with me missing and you missing, they will hunt you like a dog and kill you for kidnapping while I go the other way." Was all she had to say with such a common, soft tone while she gently plucked the straw from my hair. One sentence and my options go poof - with such a loving tone did this robber of freedom have.
I should have played the chivalry card.. kept my dignity.
Sample :: Leap of Faith
'No Azorian will ever be held captive, no soldier of Azoria will ever be bound by chains of their enemies. Be free, or die fighting for it.' Was the writings that where inscribed in Radians home, right above the door they where read so often.
The tiles never hold steady, the darkness has invited and he has accepted.
In Cyiden Radian now makes his escape, if you get lost in the streets, dance upon the buildings themselves. Injury or not, he must find his way home ... where ever Azoria may be from here.
Sample :: The City of Cyiden
From the balcony he stood over looking the city of Cyiden, the city of myth. It was as large as he heard, further then he could see the buildings spanned, even from the tower he stood he couldn't see the end of buildings.
"Its a forest of homes..."
The cold night are whipped about him, the moon greeted him, the darkness invited him.
"How will I ever find my way out?"
Easy come.. easy go..
Daa'kar that old crone, the moment he heard of a stranger found outside the city of Cyiden, he had to see. When he got there, the only thing that he could think of once he seen it was the mysterious sword the stranger carried.
Now in his lab, preparing to identify it in the middle of the night with curiousity eating at him, he didn't expect what happened next.
Lesendra waits for the stranger to awaken, her personal guard 'Sysco' stands ever so watchful as she is told to stay out of his room.
Sysco doesnt trust this stranger, the mage 'Daa'kus' doesnt either, so she waits for the stranger from lands unknown to awaken.
[This is just a teaser, just a single panel from the comic. It is coming along great, allan really picked up the pace and is now making me fall behind! That beautiful bastard! -lol- I love it when a project goes this well.. -knock on wood-]
Page 2 Teaser
I will add a bit more discription when I decide exactly how much of the comic I will post for free here.
For now, this is Radian and Lesendra. The battle is not going well for our hero.
Artwork by :iconAllanOtero:
Written/Owned by :icongatekeeper501:
Page 1 Teaser
In this scene our hero flee's the orcish blood clan (Bred of mostly half orcs, so they ride horses, use arrows and are not easily tricked.) Radian rides a very rare mount, not only is it a carnavor (Very hard to train.) but a mount that is normally used by trolls, lizardmen and goblins.
This is just one panel, it will be hard to understand the story without the writing or all the panels, but I'm sure thats why you will want to buy the comic... right... RIGHT!?
Character Info :: Radian
Name :: Radian (Sir Name Unknown)
Race :: Azain (Ah-zay-in)
DOB :: Unknown
History :: On the floating city of Azoria Radian was born and raised, his entire life having never set foot on the forsaken ground bellow. Only in a rare ritual are Azain's driven to the world bellow - however at the beginning of our story Radian in a moment of brash will defied instructions and came to the ground bellow from an unknown means.
Personalty :: Radian is true good (LG) and could not understand his life much different. Trained in the skills of combat as not only tradition, but as a mark of honor. His skill has never overly shined, but like most Azain's through history, they only shine when all odds can only seem to get worse.
More Info :: As many of you see and probably wonder, his sword was nay handed down, but actually given to him by elven elders who where allowed to live on Azoria when they once held a tournament of honor. When cheated of victory, he was awarded the sword as the prize of 7nd plac
Kingdoms of Korinth :: Page 2"Look at the fools bellow, the hordes move forward towards their demise with smiles on their wrenched maws." Jarico said with a his in his breath, before looking over his silk white winged shoulder. Shanon flapped her wings once more, keeping her height in the sky as she watched the movement of hells army towards the mountain of gods. "They accepted their fate to be demons, they accepted their fate to be tortured all their existence and now.. do they accept their fate to death?" She said with a soft voice as her long raven black hair fluttered through the air, while the portal behind them continued to pour out winged angels, griffons and archons of light.
"You speak as though you pitty them? The beasts walk to the slaughter, not to honor." Jarico said before looking back down. Without even moving her eyes, Shanon spoke in a soft tone. "You say that, as though we are not all here for a slaughter." And with that, her wings tucked behind her back sending her into a plummet, a dive of spee
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