Undying defiance {RP}

[Aihana_]

Name: Kyler Camenzind
Race: Zombie
Appearence: Grey skin as a result of being dead, Pale grey eyes and long red hair.
personality: Hates to be wrong and can argue for days. Has a hard time trusting people and is somewhat naive. Over thinks things and plans everything out ahead of time.
Role: Brick Stacker. For her curiousity and ar***ng is an annoyance, they stuck her in a low-end job to stack bricks and organize them.
Bio: Lived a simple life, but got into the bad crowd. One late night she was walking in the allies to meet up with her crowd when she was approached by a man and he attacked her. That's all she can really remember. When she awoke she was stuck with a bunch of zombies, like herself now.

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Kyler arranged the bricks of colour, shape, size and quality. One would not think it required much skill, but it was a lot of manual labour which was extremely boring and had a lack of excitement. Her big mouth landed her there anyways. She had argued to one of the Lichs about her room, with the many other zombies, and lack of personal space. Ever since that, she argued about everything, so she was stuck with a crappy job like this. She had no one to blame for her being there, so she suspected everyone, and was very rude and tempermental to anyone who tried to give her orders, which probably wasn't a good thing, soon they might just get rid of her.
"Keep moving, you've no time to be standing around maggot, keep working." The lich of the day bellowed at her. After a dirty look, she resumed moving the heavy bricks into their place.


OOC: I am ready for it, tell me all the problems with everything I have written. XD I

[Catlover642]

The metal was fully melted, so Adora put on some gloves and poured it into the mold. She started to make the part that flung the corpses, and waited for it to cool. When that was done she sighed. Adora knew she would be up all night trying to make the catapult. Adora had no doubt that the catapults would be sturdy; after all she made it after metal, and the undead aren't that strong.

[AaronShadows]

Agrond nodded to sranali, unsheathed his runeblade and charged full pelt for one of the towers, shouting.

"FOR HADEZZANAR!!!" He roared on the top of his voice, making dozens of guards jump with horror and then form into a defensive position.

[spirit_queen]

Gredar followed his leader to battle while Sranali went insubstancial and made her way to the heart of the city. She was invisible at the moment, so the only concern was Agrond and the skelly's at the gate.
When she found the governor, she gasped; he was none other than her long-deserted husband Ljorf, who'd probably married some other naive fool by now. Sranali found herself blood-thirsty for revenge against the man who'd abandoned her and his own child.

[AaronShadows]

Agrond smashed the weak gate down with his runesword. This outlying town was very small and he could see the town hall ahead. he also spotted Sranali and a richly-dressed human.

Agrond didn't bother dealing with the other guards, he just motioned to his other troops and they stamped forwards up the street.

[spirit_queen]

"Sra- Sranali?" Ljorf said.

"Oh, good, you recognize me, despite the grey." Sranali said in a vicious voice. "Revenge wouldn't be nearly as fun if you didn't recognize me."

[AaronShadows]

Agrond and the troops arrived close bye at this point. Agrond had just enough freedom to get involved in the conversation at this point.
"Sranali? who is this fool and why isen't he dead already?" He asked in his harsh, grating voice.

[spirit_queen]

Sranali dind't answer, she just srieked loudly and went to her monstrous form, with nails several inces long, hooded eyes, and a shriveled body.

Gredar, however, did answer. "That is Ljorf, the husband who'd abandoned her to die during childbirth so that he might live. That was twelve years ago now."

[AaronShadows]

Agrond glared. The anger gave him strength to do something of his own volition.
"Gredar... Grab the b@stard's left arm" He growled, as he grabbed Ljorf's right one.

[spirit_queen]

"What? I-"

"DO IT!" Sranali shrieked.

"Alright, alright!" Gredar grabbed Ljorf's arm.