Boy. Yes you, boy. This is your conscious. I call you boy because up until now, that's how you behaved. Riddled with doubt, lacking in skill, always dreaming but never pursuing. You can't stay a boy forever, not in this world, not after what has happened, not without suffering the same fate. Stand up. Cast off what shackles you to your shame, and become who you always wanted to be. Your doubts, your naivete, and perhaps even your name. Yes, your name. El Vandeval is a boy. Leave him behind. Embrace Tristan. The traitors may have given that name to you, but it was also their treachery that lit the (dragon)forge which shall refine you into the hero you are to be. Show them who you have become, who they made with their lies, then make them pay for it.
tl;dr-
>TRISTAN: Feel the motivation.
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Mr. Tristan, you have a wife and kids, don't you? You can't lose that in some crazy revenge plan... Consider just walking away from this one, please...
Legend of the Hunter - 139
Wessolf27 wrote:
El Vendaval: Find the resolve to get through all your doubts, take a level of badassery
siguard wrote:
El Vendelval> you strove for some meaning and importance in your life and now it has come to you.
Malrone wrote:
TRISTAN: Feel the motivation.
RISIN' UP
BACK ON THE STREET
DID MY TIME
TOOK MY CHANCES
WENT THE DIIIIIISTANCE
NOW I'M BACK ON MY FEET
JUST A MAAAAAN
AND HIS WILL
TO SURVIIIIIIVEEEEEEEE
IT'S THE
EYE OF THE DRAAAAAAGOOOOOOOOON
IT'S THE THRILL OF THE FIGHT
RISIN' UP TO THE CHALLENGE
OF OUR RIIIIIIVAAAAAAAAAL
AND THE LAAAAAAAST KNOWN SURVIIIIIVOOOOOOOR
STALKS HIS PREY IN THE NIGHT
AND HE'S WATCHING US ALL WITH THE EEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE
OF THE DRAAAAAA-GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON
Dun
Dun Dun Dun
Dun Dun DUUUUUUUUN
It's over. El Vendaval has embraced the path of the AVENGER NOIR, the most hard-boiled of all sleuthing classes. He will show no mercy in uncovering clues, harassing suspects, and solving crime while being A LOOSE CANNON OUT FOR REVENGE ON THE SIDE. This tough guy will get the bad boys behind bars, and if it's in pieces only. He'll break the case. He'll break bones. HE IS LAW INCARNATE.
AND NOW HE HAS A MOUSTACHE.
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FUCK.
YES.
All groups> prepare for takeoff.
Oh.
Oh god.
Oh god oh dragons oh god what have we done.
(Trump? I laughed so hard I almost choked on what I was eating. Awesome job!)
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YES. HELL YES. HELL. FUCKING. YES!
(Is it bad that I thought he had wings on his hat in panel 3?)
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*snif* I'm so proud of El Vendalva! he became a true major character. soon to become a Duel Boss to face Sebastian in a Dramatically Stormy Street after a manly declaration of stopping the two brothers. it will be an amazing boss fight to witness.
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Go Tristan!
>Some random guy: Pass by this hard-boiled, broad shouldered, swirly-chinned man with the commanding facial hair. Realize that you have witnessed the birth of a legend.
I would be delighted if I could just scrap this account and make a new one that doesn't have a stupid name. Sadly, there's a rule specifically stating I cannot. I could be happier about that.
And yet you all forget about Father Lamard, who's probably getting murdered horribly as we speak.
Lamard: RUN. RUN OUT OF THE CITY. DON'T LOOK BACK.
I immediately noticed that 95% of everyone on the opposite side of every argument were complete idiots. After a while, however, I started to realise that 90% of everyone on my side of every argument were also idiots. Then I realised that statistically, that meant there is a 90% chance that I am an idiot. And now I don't post on the Bioware forums anymore.
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> Tristan El Vendeval Avenger Noir: Manage to be badass without being competent. Maintain this quality as you go up in levels. BECOME the cheesy midboss at the end of the game, who somehow is incredibly experienced and powerful but still incredibly stupid.
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Probably not. But hey, it won't be the first redundant command in the history of ever.
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Legend of the Hunter - 140
EL VENDAVAL is ready to walk the path of revenge. Or fly on it. Whatever. He gets on the STEALTH WYRM that he commands with the DRAGON DRUBBING DRUMSTICK. He'll tell his family that he's a hard-boiled, crime-solving vigilant from now on! It'll be sweet. He'll say something totally badass while thousand-mile-staring all the time. There'll be tears, but then, El Vendaval will unflinchingly walk towards the door.
'CAUSE A MAN'S GOTTA DO WHAT A MAN'S GOTTA DO.
Seems a random soldier walking by is frozen with awe! Or surprise? You do kinda seem to float in mid-air...
I'm riding my invisible dragon.
Oh. I... see?
That was a little embarassing.
Off to El Vendaval's family, then. Epic farewells await him!
Go for the skies, Pazuzu!
By the way, you're Pazuzu from now on.
...man, I really feel silly on this thing
But there's still Father Lamard.
He has reached a storehouse by now, where all the stuff has been stored that just lay around after the invasion. Lots of broken items, some belongings of now dead citizens. Even though there are often no guards around, thieves seldom take advantage of this. There's not much of value here. And even to them, IT FEELS WRONG.
Oh yes, the storehouse...
It's somewhat of a shifty location, don't you think?
All the now ownerless belongings remain here...
As an expert on magic items, I don't think this is a good idea.
If there's even a bit of magic in there, it's bound to react with the lingering grief sooner or later...
We can't store everything according to perfect safety protocols, right?
Besides, magic doesn't end up in a dump like this.
Get in. We need to talk.
And Father Lamard does indeed get in. He doesn't suspect a thing.
Well, what do you know!
It's the Lich's Libation! I thought this thing broke when Gwydian used it for the cannon.
But it seems it only lost a lot of power.
Eh, even a harmless necromantic enchantment like this should regenerate over time...
Yeah, yeah. Be happy about your beer keg.
Okay. About that talk.
Uuuuh... It's gonna be a short one.
I've got just one thing to say, really.
I've always considered you a true patriot, Lamard.
Sorry, man.
...what?
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Lamard: use lichs libation as phylactery to keep your soul in when you, you know, get stabbed
>Lich's Libation: React with the lingering grief in the air and that creepy weird one-eyed teddy bear to create THE END OF ALL PLUSH.
>END OF ALL PLUSH: Attempt to eat Mantikor.
>Father Lamard: Abscond in the confusion
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>Throw something heavy at Mantikor and RUN!
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I would be delighted if I could just scrap this account and make a new one that doesn't have a stupid name. Sadly, there's a rule specifically stating I cannot. I could be happier about that.
Twiddlefeet> Intervine. The spider King has plans for this one.