Noah Phoenix
Occasional Idiot
I'm not sure if I've got the emotion right here, is there any way that it could be worded better? A little backstory: Noah and Ethan are brothers. Their father died in the last great war, Noah hates his father for leaving, Ethan idolized him. They love each other dearly. Noah didn't want Ethan to come on their journey as he's too rash and doesn't have much skill with a sword. As they attempt to flee Endershall to stop Vandaal, they are attacked by orcs and trolls, lead by Vandaals servant, Imrand. I'm still working on spelling and such, its just the feel I'd like help with...
Noah looked to his left as he fought off three orcs; Ethan was doing better than he had done before. He was flowing nicely, and took his time as he engaged his enemies one by one. He even took a few swings at a passing troll as it lumbered by, seeking Noah out. As it trailed its enormous club behind it, Noah readied himself for the troll.
‘Time to go, boys!’ shouted Aggie from behind him. She slammed her fists into the ground, which shook everything within sight, shattering windows and pushing over a couple of the barricades in front of Noah. The troll look confused, and looked like it might panic. That wouldn’t be good this close, thought Noah, it’ll most likely panic all over my head. He swiped two orcs down that attempted to catch him off guard, and then watched the troll as it looked at him, eyes wide with fear.
‘What are you doing, Aggie?’ shouted Ethan as he backed away from the orcs, towards the steps of the house.
‘Making my exit! Gotta be wi some style, me boy! Get up ere, all of e!’
Noah began to step backwards as the troll looked like it might turn to run. From out of the corner of his eye, a blur of motion caught his attention. It was Imrand, incensed and full of rage, wildly swinging a short-bladed sword tinged with green.
Noah parried the first few blows, but they were so fast he was beaten back a couple of steps. Regaining his footing, Noah dodged two more swings of Imrand's blade, and took the opportunity to take a pot shot at the flailing orc. He was swearing madly and screaming in orcish, and there seemed no end to his attacks.
‘Come on, Noah,’ shouted Ethan from the steps, ‘we gotta go!’
Noah couldn’t find a way through Imrand's attacks; he was barely dodging the blows, and never had time for a single attack back. Aggie slammed the ground twice more, and the ground began to give way. He could hear the mansion behind him breaking up as the ground beneath it began to slide towards the Edge. Aggie was taking the house off the Edge, the same way as she had done with the lake. The barricades, the orcs and trolls were going with it, including Noah, Ethan, Anath and Aggie.
‘What are you doing? The house!’ Ethan shouted.
‘Like I said, makin me exit look good. Dunt worry bout me, boy, go help yer brother! Anath, you go help Oz and Aldebert get that thing outa the shed! Quick!’
Ethan jumped three steps at a time and hurtled towards Noah, as Anath headed back in through the now almost fully destroyed front door towards the back of the house, and the shed.
Ethan reached Noah just as he’d beaten Imrand back, and followed up Noah’s attack with a carefully timed blow, which struck him full in the face. Noah then leaped forward and thrust his sword deep into Imrand’s chest as he staggered backwards. Noah drove the hilt in as far as it would go, and spoke into Imrand’s ear as he neared his face, ‘Tell your master you failed to kill me when you meet him in hell!’
Imrand’s body fell limply to the ground, and Noah turned to Ethan, ‘Thank you, brother.’
‘No problem; it’s about time I saved you. Come on lets get out of here!’
Ethan followed Noah up the stairs, and as Noah turned to him to help him up the last few steps, Ethan stopped suddenly and looked right into Noah’s eyes as a wave of shock swept over his face.
‘Ethan?’
Ethan didn’t answer; instead he dropped to his knees, hanging his head as he did so.
‘Ethan! No! What the…?’ Noah dropped to his knees beside Ethan, and as he threw his arms around him, he felt the long, cold blade of a knife mix with the feeling of warm blood. He looked behind Ethan to see Imrand sink to the ground, his arm outstretched towards them.
‘Ethan, hang on!’ The tears were already bursting forth from Noah’s eyes as he tried desperately to get Ethan to stand. He grasped Ethan’s head within his hands as he laid him down on the steps again, just as Aggie reached his side, ‘Ethan,’ Noah said softly, ‘just hold on, you’re doing really well, come on, just a little longer…’
‘Noah, e’s gone, come on, we ave t go,’ said Aggie softly.
‘I’m not leaving him here!’ Noah screamed as the first of the orcs realized what was going on and began making their way towards them. The house was also gaining momentum, slipping now yard by yard rather than inch by inch.
‘Come on, boy, we’re goin now! Leave him here; he’s dead!’
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Noah looked up into her eyes. They were steel grey and full of determination. He hated her for being so insensitive, but he knew she was right. She was so cold and uncaring, but as he looked into her eyes, what was that flicker deep down there somewhere? There was definitely something; perhaps it was a flicker of doubt, perhaps it was a flicker of compassion, perhaps sadness. Whatever it was, it was gone and no more than a memory. But it snapped Noah into action. He sheathed his sword, grabbed Ethan and heaved him onto his shoulder. Aggie sprinted up the steps after him, obviously deciding not to argue. They hurried through the house and came out into the yard behind it in front of the shed. The ground beneath them was constantly shaking now and slipping away slowly. Oz, Aldebert and Anath were pulling the gigantic shape of the rocket out from the shed, and proceeded to turn it to face the Edge.[/FONT]
Noah looked to his left as he fought off three orcs; Ethan was doing better than he had done before. He was flowing nicely, and took his time as he engaged his enemies one by one. He even took a few swings at a passing troll as it lumbered by, seeking Noah out. As it trailed its enormous club behind it, Noah readied himself for the troll.
‘Time to go, boys!’ shouted Aggie from behind him. She slammed her fists into the ground, which shook everything within sight, shattering windows and pushing over a couple of the barricades in front of Noah. The troll look confused, and looked like it might panic. That wouldn’t be good this close, thought Noah, it’ll most likely panic all over my head. He swiped two orcs down that attempted to catch him off guard, and then watched the troll as it looked at him, eyes wide with fear.
‘What are you doing, Aggie?’ shouted Ethan as he backed away from the orcs, towards the steps of the house.
‘Making my exit! Gotta be wi some style, me boy! Get up ere, all of e!’
Noah began to step backwards as the troll looked like it might turn to run. From out of the corner of his eye, a blur of motion caught his attention. It was Imrand, incensed and full of rage, wildly swinging a short-bladed sword tinged with green.
Noah parried the first few blows, but they were so fast he was beaten back a couple of steps. Regaining his footing, Noah dodged two more swings of Imrand's blade, and took the opportunity to take a pot shot at the flailing orc. He was swearing madly and screaming in orcish, and there seemed no end to his attacks.
‘Come on, Noah,’ shouted Ethan from the steps, ‘we gotta go!’
Noah couldn’t find a way through Imrand's attacks; he was barely dodging the blows, and never had time for a single attack back. Aggie slammed the ground twice more, and the ground began to give way. He could hear the mansion behind him breaking up as the ground beneath it began to slide towards the Edge. Aggie was taking the house off the Edge, the same way as she had done with the lake. The barricades, the orcs and trolls were going with it, including Noah, Ethan, Anath and Aggie.
‘What are you doing? The house!’ Ethan shouted.
‘Like I said, makin me exit look good. Dunt worry bout me, boy, go help yer brother! Anath, you go help Oz and Aldebert get that thing outa the shed! Quick!’
Ethan jumped three steps at a time and hurtled towards Noah, as Anath headed back in through the now almost fully destroyed front door towards the back of the house, and the shed.
Ethan reached Noah just as he’d beaten Imrand back, and followed up Noah’s attack with a carefully timed blow, which struck him full in the face. Noah then leaped forward and thrust his sword deep into Imrand’s chest as he staggered backwards. Noah drove the hilt in as far as it would go, and spoke into Imrand’s ear as he neared his face, ‘Tell your master you failed to kill me when you meet him in hell!’
Imrand’s body fell limply to the ground, and Noah turned to Ethan, ‘Thank you, brother.’
‘No problem; it’s about time I saved you. Come on lets get out of here!’
Ethan followed Noah up the stairs, and as Noah turned to him to help him up the last few steps, Ethan stopped suddenly and looked right into Noah’s eyes as a wave of shock swept over his face.
‘Ethan?’
Ethan didn’t answer; instead he dropped to his knees, hanging his head as he did so.
‘Ethan! No! What the…?’ Noah dropped to his knees beside Ethan, and as he threw his arms around him, he felt the long, cold blade of a knife mix with the feeling of warm blood. He looked behind Ethan to see Imrand sink to the ground, his arm outstretched towards them.
‘Ethan, hang on!’ The tears were already bursting forth from Noah’s eyes as he tried desperately to get Ethan to stand. He grasped Ethan’s head within his hands as he laid him down on the steps again, just as Aggie reached his side, ‘Ethan,’ Noah said softly, ‘just hold on, you’re doing really well, come on, just a little longer…’
‘Noah, e’s gone, come on, we ave t go,’ said Aggie softly.
‘I’m not leaving him here!’ Noah screamed as the first of the orcs realized what was going on and began making their way towards them. The house was also gaining momentum, slipping now yard by yard rather than inch by inch.
‘Come on, boy, we’re goin now! Leave him here; he’s dead!’
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Noah looked up into her eyes. They were steel grey and full of determination. He hated her for being so insensitive, but he knew she was right. She was so cold and uncaring, but as he looked into her eyes, what was that flicker deep down there somewhere? There was definitely something; perhaps it was a flicker of doubt, perhaps it was a flicker of compassion, perhaps sadness. Whatever it was, it was gone and no more than a memory. But it snapped Noah into action. He sheathed his sword, grabbed Ethan and heaved him onto his shoulder. Aggie sprinted up the steps after him, obviously deciding not to argue. They hurried through the house and came out into the yard behind it in front of the shed. The ground beneath them was constantly shaking now and slipping away slowly. Oz, Aldebert and Anath were pulling the gigantic shape of the rocket out from the shed, and proceeded to turn it to face the Edge.[/FONT]
