Pyrovisionary

Which is why I am going raider in 14 levels.

"We need a backup plan. Pistol crossbow to the Croise's face if we get to see the fight?"

"Oh I know. You don't see a hulking great bulk like you around all the time. So? what do you do for communication in yetiville?"

OOC: Ooh sorry!! My fault. Though sarge is very stubborn so don't be surprised.... "Oh my god is that? It is? It's a chair! I did 'not' know that. Yes we know you captain obvious"

" You pronounced it Jonothan. It's Jonathan. I was a linguist in the army you know."

"Pronounced Jonathan genius!"

"Hello! I am the most annoying 'Sarge'. Pleasure to meet you. I have heard of the failed thing with sorrow and apologise for his incompetence. This time we plan to conquer back this place and free you all etc etc. Sorrow, I think you are able to work out that was sarcasm but... Who's the other guy?"

"Wherever the divine lord of lordiness sorrow orders great sir thing. "

"Well we could search the farmer's house. He may be using the Insect venom as an pesticide. Do we really need a bigger horse for Nagure? I mean put a saddle on him and he's the badass ride we need!"

"May I point out that I have a sword in my belt? That'll stop him attacking me. But I don't wanna fight with farmers. They beg to much."

" I thought that the cavalry were providing them?"

To the farms!

"Who wouldn't want to get you killed! :3"

"Just like the undead with multiple perosonality disorder over here!" Sarge shouts back.

Sarge looks at the the remaining enemy, wondering... Sarge charges him with his knife, and as he thrusts downwards into the elite croise's neck, the elite croise blocks with his axe, sending sarge backwards, and although sarge is not hurt, he is slowed down.

Sarge swipes at the dark croise and tears a gash in the armour of the guard. He looks at the knife, confused as to why the Dark croise wasn't dead. "Where is a cut;megablocks when you need one!" Sarge shouts then he tenses for the 4th wave.

Sarge launches himself off of his pegleg into the battle. He slides under a table, then swings up ahead of the Dark croise. Sarge feints left, then swipes the croise's purse and stabs under the shouder where there is no armour. Sarge ducks under Nagure's axe swing, then kicks the Croises further away, then tenses for another move. He laughs at sorrow missing his elite croise and looks back at his target. Dark croise front row But then he notices that the figure in black is not sorrow. "So..." Sarge begins. "You have multiple personalities sorrow?" Sarge is slightly troubled by the lack of annoying black figure being replaced by less annoying black figure.

Never! No sword for me.

"Sorrow! Lend me that longsword! I'll pay you back!" Sarge shouts.

Yeah. I hope that too.

Sarge gets bored and goes to the FRONT ROW

ooc: >.> forgot about row. Sarge clutches his injured wound and retreats to the back row. "Lets hope we get better luck this time!" Sarge shouts to the others as he attempts to drink from an empty bottle.

I can be stupid too, I am most of the time I just try and think of the right thing to do, then make 'Sarge' do the opposite. "I'm just roleplaying" is my excuse, but personally, I think it's more interesting like this. Describes Sarge perfectly!

Your'e probably right. Though I do have a tendency to find the guy selling curry powder on a street of drug dealers. I don't know what I take, but whatever it is, it sure helps in fighting."

"Well I don't claim to be no Hero. Heroes die young. I am 53 and getting older. Do I look like a Hero to you? Besides drugs haven't been invented yet or something like that. Why did I say that? I think It may have been that voice in the sky of which I have heard so much about. It's pronounced Description by the way."