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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 2:31:29 GMT -5
Name: Elifain Drakain
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Height/Weight: 5ft12in, 140lb
Species: Mandalorian (human)
Background info: (semi rushed form)
Elifain lost his family at a very young age, and was adopted by a kumori. After a few years, he started picking up on a few things, suck as how to use the force, and fighting styles, due to his old family, and his kumori stepfather.
After the eve of his 16th birthday, The kumori gaurdian whom elifain had known as a father, was killed in a raid. He avenged his father, and took his lightsaber, for safe keeping.
After a few years of roaming, Elifain joined the Empire, his initiation was the destruction of the Union HQ.
After this he was given position of Fleet admiral, and given free roam for the most part of the galaxy.
A short time into his tenure, he was sent on a mission, to find, and capture, or kill a man, named, Ragnvaldr.
He found info from the Bothans, that he was located in the Mid rim, on the planet, Bothawui...
Elifain dropped out of hyperspace, in his custom Longsword Gunship. He quickly set his ship to land outside of the city limits, and climbed out of his ship.
His armor, Black as midnight, with a few splots of color, was a sight to see, but not as much, as the Strill at his side, or the WESTMAR- M5 blaster rifle on his shoulder. Let alone the Vibro-blade on his side.
He quickly took a few steps out, and stopped, sending out a silent signal, to his contact on the planet.
A moment later, A bothan quietly stepped out of the tree line, and looked around.
You got the money? It asked, to which Elifain nodded, and tossed a few cred chips to the Bothan.
He's 3 clicks to the north east, maybe farther. might be on the run by now. They spy said, before turning to leave.
Elifain smirked, under his helm, as he had his target, and whispered, Oya... To his strill, which perked up, and went to charge in that direction.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 2:41:02 GMT -5
Name:Ragnvaldr Molitor
Class: Soldier
Age: 17
Sex: male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 167 lbs.
Species:Mandalorian/Unknown
Items: Mandalorian Ripper, vibrosword (Honor), Mandalorian leggings shredded towards the shins
Bio:
Ragnvaldr Molitor was born of origins unknown. All that is known is that he heard a whisper of the battle on Tishi and, along with veteran companions from wars long forgotten, he joined the Jedi in a desperate attempt at stopping the Sith from taking control of the cursed blade of the Kumori.
With his vibroblade, Honor, and Mandalorian Ripper in both hands, he helped push back the Sith forces. As with most groups of fighters, Ragnvaldr was the last man, surving out of the 23 veterans who accompanied him. His supposed brother, Micorian, was one of them.
Ragnvaldr, from the planet of Tishi, went to his orphaned homeworld of Tython in the Deep Core to give a proper burial to Micordian. During the four months ater, Ragnvaldr hid from site once again to recollect his thoughts for his mind was affected by the Dark Star back at Tishi.
Rumors were passed that he was falling to the nether while others said he went back to Tishi to capture the sword for himself.
On the last day of the fourth month after his brothers death, he reappeared in a suit of Mandalorian armor imblazoned with red pauldrons and black suit. He then spread the message that he was looking for the Dark Harbinger known as Cain.
But it has been months since that even then and he was altered by many expieriences. Though, one of them almost cost him his life.
In a battle on the planet of Bothawui, he had slain a couple of spies that belonged to an unknown faction. Now hearing rumors of a hunter named Elifain chasing after him, Ragnvaldr ran off into the forest as far as his limbs could get him.
Within his mind there existed an alternate entity that spoke to him as he ran,
Do you think he'll catch us?
I sure as hell hope not, Kylia, Ragnvaldr responded then charged on even further into the vegetation as branches and vines scratched his upper torso and rocks bruised his feet for something he had kept hidden for some time now had caused him to be in this state.
I sure as hell hope not...
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 2:52:03 GMT -5
Elifain quickly charged in after his Strill, surprisingly silent, despite his armor. They covered the Distances quickly, The strill keeping a nose out for Ragnvaldr.
Elifain was careful, despite his rush, to not disturb the greenery, as best he could, leaving nothing out of shape, and avoiding to break twigs as best he can. if something hunted him, it would not find him easily.
After about 20 minutes of running, his Strill cought a scent of something, something different. He quickly altered course, following the footsteps of the sagging strill.
Oya, werda Oya! He yelled, and the strill responded with a cat like yowl, the two following a few signs of travel, clearly.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 2:56:46 GMT -5
Hearing a yowl of noise off behind him, Ragnvaldr decided to make a split move.
Pausing he looked up for the lowest branch he could find. He then jumped and spun flat footed onto it and using the recoil of the branch he was then on, jumped to an even higher branch, trying to get as high as possible. Then, Ragnvaldr stopped on a branch about thirty feet off the ground and waited...hearing rustles from the trail of tracks he had just led.
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 3:02:16 GMT -5
Elifain and Werda broke through the bush, and into a slight clearing. Werda, moved to run off the other direction, but stopped, sniffing, and paced about, somewhat confused. After a moment, the strill padded back to him, looking distraught, for a moment, as it had lost its prey.
Elifain looked around for a moment, before reaching down, and picking up the strill, holding it in the nook of his arm.
Its alright werda... He whispered, as his eyes darted from the shadows of the bushes around him.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 3:05:45 GMT -5
Ragnvaldr seeing his supposed bounty hunter in the clearing beneath him, unsheathed Honor and sprang off the branch he was on, did a mid air somersault in order to right himself before he descended and aimed the sword right for the top of his wanna-be hunter's head.
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 3:12:43 GMT -5
Elifain smirked, as he heard the blade drawn, and dropped into the void, took 5 steps to the left, and dropped back out again, setting Werda down, before drawing his sword from his side.
Been a while since i had a decent hunt... far too long... He said, as Werda's haunches rose up, and it growled at him.
Now you'll show me.... your SWORDSMANSHIP! He said, as he lunged forward, sword in a left to right cleave.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 3:17:23 GMT -5
Ragnvaldr seeing the hunter disappear and reappear behind him and take a swing below him, allowed for the somersault to continue his spinning momentum while the sword of the hunter grazed the top of his head. As he landed, Ragnvaldr rolled between the guy's legs in order to soften the fall, skidded to a stop on his feet a foot behind the odd person and thrusted Honor towards the person's back.
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 3:25:25 GMT -5
As elifain had slashed, Werda had climbed up to a low lying branch on the tree, and watched intregelly.
As ragnvaldr rolled under him, Elifain quickly dove into a forward roll, and brought himself up a few feet away.
This could be fun... He said with a smirk, as he took a few steps forward, and did an overhead chop.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 3:28:53 GMT -5
When elifain did a forward roll after Ragnvaldr's sword thrust, Ragnvaldr responded by taking out his mandalorian ripper, staying right behind Elifain, parrying the sword with Honor while simultaneously ramming the head of the gun into Elifain's stomach and firing some shots.
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 3:34:16 GMT -5
Elifain clashed with Ragnvaldrs blade, and quickly cought the ripper down low, before it could connect, and held it away from the two of them.
I have a rifle about that size... i think mine hurts more... He smirked, as he pushed his sword forward, towards Ragnvaldr, while pulling the ripper towards him.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 3:41:57 GMT -5
Ducking down so that elifain's sword clearly missed Ragnvaldr's shoulder by at least a foot, Ragnvaldr lunged forward while crouched and still held down the trigger while shots were firing of so that the Ripper rotated vertically shooting closer and closer to Elifain's crotch......(ouch)
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 3:52:54 GMT -5
Elifain quickly stepped back with his left foot, and holding the wripper steady, he let go of his vibro-blade, and quick grabbed Ragnvadlrs arm at the wrist, before putting all his strength into throwing the man, across the clearing and into the tree the strill was on. The cat-like creature quickly climbed another branch higher.
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Post by ragnvaldr on Nov 14, 2009 9:33:17 GMT -5
As the tree got closer and closer, Ragnvaldr twisted his body so that it spun horizontally and then curved around the side of the tree using the spinning motion to redirect his flight path. Ragnvaldr then landed on a huge thick vine that seemed almost elastic. Quick thinking allowed for Ragnvaldr to utilize that vine by position himself at a 45 degree angle and pushing off. He then flew up over Elifian's head and landed on the branch that his strill was on. With both weapons in hand, Ragnvaldr focused his ammo on the cat-thing and then did a vertical-downward slash.
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Post by Elifain on Nov 14, 2009 23:48:45 GMT -5
Elifain had barelly thrown him, as he unslung his WESMAR rifle, and took aim, at where Ragnvaldr had jumped towards, keeping a bead on him at all times, so when he took aim at Werda, the Strill was smart enough to jump away, as Elifain fired a few rounds, at Ragnvaldr.
Don't mess with my strill boy! He yelled, as he did so.
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