Legacy of Taylor

[taylor]

*here goes im not very good at this kind of stuff*

The father of Peroibo Taylor stood tall fairly strong and incredibly fast. his adventuring days began on a night in the tavern, the halfling village he was in was throwing the annual festival that they always had, the Taylor sat at the table grinning and laughing with his friends over mead and ale when a large pilgrimage stumbled through the village injured "ambush! ambush!" screamed the distraught pilgrims escorted by injured adventurers a number of drow pursued the halfling ran out of the inn his friends remained inside to drunk to stand.

"charge!" a number of drow continued the slaughter, a half orc bard wielding a double axe swinged his blade around singing a battle tune while a dwarven barbarian charged in to the battle followed by a human wizzard and an elven cleric, the halfling watched as the drow was being slaughtered while inflicting damage soon only a handful of drow left the dwarf was the only one who hadn't fallen sturggling to get to his feet the dwarf refused to let the drow get any closer to the villagers and his friends, but even the dwarf could no longer lift his weapon, the halfling charged in sliding across the floor picking up 2 swords he charged in barging a drow that was ready to execute the dwarf to the floor in his left hand he held a dagger which he thrust into one drow's thoat before retracting the dagger, another drow enraged at the comrades death thrust his sword at the halfling only for it to be dodged hit to the floor leaving the drow wide open for the halflings short sword to skewer the drow made a hasty retreat as the halfling stood tall, the dwarf weakly said " whats ya name lad" the halfling replied firmly "i am Tuldor Taylor" the dwarf grinned as he fell to the floor "aye, a good fighter you are also..."

the halfling joined the adventurers as they continued protecting the pilgrims to a great tree where the elves lived where an elven ranger joined them, the adventures was many and every year they all returned to their homes to their family, this went on for many a year until one year when Tuldor met a beutifal halfling, deciding that he could no longer leave the village for the thrill of adventure that kept him going he settled down in a large house and began to take up farming, soon after he had a son the mother smiled at Tuldor " he has you looks" Tuldor grinned "he might look like me but there is no one better looking than you, other than me"
it didnt take long until Tuldor decided for the name "Celdor" he prized his sone being as the child was his first and his legacy, he told his son of the great adventures he once had, a few years later Tuldor had anouther son "Peroibo" the mother called him once again they was both at the pinnacle of happiness blessed with two sons the father raised them as farmers continuing his tales of adventure over the years the children began to disbelieve him as he settled down in the farm life, a third child "two be blessed with a daughter for her two brothers to cherish is naught but greatness" smiled Tuldor they both decided that her name would be "Ariner" he continued raising her each child was unique and special to Tuldor. Celdor the first born was the strongest and felt the most responsible he inherited most of his personality and physical attributes from his father. Peroibo carefree full of happiness ressembled alot of his father. Ariner the youngest and more carefree and purer of heart than Peroibo she had a beutifal voice for singing which mesmorised Tuldor everytime he heard it.

the famillies days passed each day the same when Peroibo was whisked away from his homelands to a strange place called west styne upon his arrival he met two people whom he has always called friends "Xandar" and "Corbin" many things happend while pero was at styne, but at home even more had happend.

With pero gone Tuldor was a desperate man he searched miles of grounds, soon returning with a feeling that peroibo was no longer in the lands, with his son gone Tuldor lost part of himself, he had lost his energy and kindness the type pero once was, regardless the months passed Tuldors condition worstend and the family struggled, meanwhile in the underground of the land the dark force of the drow united and evil beyond comprehention had became a reality the drow charged onto the mainlands destroying villages and towns leaving no survivors no warnings...

the drow army marched in the day time, a black line covered the horizon as the charged at the halfling village, almost all the villagers fled, knowing that there was no chance for them to escape Tuldor stood at the gates of the village with a pitch fork beside him stood his son Celdor with a hand axe and a few villagers behind them was Ariner Tuldor watched the drow charge towards the village a feeling that he hadnt felt in years flowerd through his vains " Ariner bless me with your voice, sing let us all hear your beauty" scared and upset a wavery voice sang as a tear rolled down her cheek the drow now visible individually tens of thousands charged, none of the halflings fled at the gates but Tuldor, Tuldor charged in with a grin on his face "father!!!" yelled Celdor and Ariner" with unmatchable skill Tuldor parried all the drows attacks as he ran through hundreds of them all, he came to a siege weapon a catapult of somekind, capable of a huge amount of destruction he cut it to pieces with his pitch fork when a sword slashed down his back he fell to the floor dead about five swords stabbed him while he was down to make sure. with his fathers death and his sister mourtified at her loss Celdor grabbed ariner and ran into his house fighting off the drow at the doorway hile ariner remained hidden behind the couch watching her brother get butchered but continue fighting, out of the windor she was a huge ball of fire fly towards the house "Celdor" she screamed...

Celdor awoke under debris he looked around for all the villagers only finding dead including his father many of the women young ones mainly had been taken including Ariner upon this celdor flew into a rage determined to spread word to the elven milita.

in west styne howver fate took an unexpected turn " your time of a usefullness is at an end" Pero turned to Keira and charged her, his blood spilt over the floor a magical force to the next in line Celdor soon arrived in west styne...

that is the legacy of Taylor for now

* well i hope i didnt bore you all too much oh and feel free to make comments about my spelling errors and what you think *

[Norah]

Very nice, very nice, loved it

[taylor]

after Peroibos "ressurection" 4 Taylors Existed Pero, Celdor, Ariner and their mother her fate was sealed though.

Ariner, her mother and a handful of other villagers was taken back to the underdark for reasons unknown to them. on their way to the underdark they struggled to walk chained and beaten by the row with the frequent punches to keep them going it got to the point where one of the villagers collapsed and was trampled to death, Ariner was crying at her losses when a drow noticed her tears he grinned and nudged the drow next to him whispering with a grin on his face. unexpectedely the drow sent his fist soaring into Ariners face sending her staggering towards another and in a matter of seconds she became a punching bag for the drow laughter and chears followed her beating, as she fell to the floor unable to get back up by her self she felt someone pull her up and push her in front "get going Ariner, be strong" her mothers voice whispered to her.

many nights past as they continued walking eventually they came to a huge cave mouth leading downwards into the dark, fear filled all of the halflings faces as they was pushed down all they could hear was the drow making many different noises taunts, laughs and many more which added to the fear, Ariner was scared witless and wanted to run but her mother quickly embraced her. they continued walking they walked down into a lit chamber made in the cave then in a foreign tongue a drow yelled something their was silence then all the drow looked to the halflings and readied their fists a gasp of fear escaped the halflings as the drow charged into the halflings viciously hitting them.

"mum, mum, mum!" Ariner sobbed she was in a chamber along with what seemes like hundreds of prisoners the drow had taken, all female and all chained to a wall, next to Ariner was her very beaten mother the door began to unlock, a loud clicking noise was made from the chains holding all the prisoners as they automatically released them, a handful of drow marched in and began pushing all the prisoners out and pushed them down a corridor some barely even conscious seemed to walk.

they was lead to some kind of colliseum they was hearded into the center of the area as the drow marched out a gate closed leavin them sealed in. around them a roar of the drow's chears as their entertainment arrived one of the prisoners said "gather together back to back side to side we shall die fighting if we have to" almost instinctively all the young an those unable to fight gatherd inm the center around them was those that could fight including Ariners mother. there was a silence for a few moments which seemed like an eternity the silence was broken by the sounds of gates rising and roars from lions. lions was unleashed on them screams of fear came from most of the prisoners including Ariner there was to many lions to count as they attaced. Ariners mother thought ferociously like any mother protecting their child would, clearly taken major wounds in the process the many of the prisoners that could fight survived killing the lions and helping those that couldnt fight them a number of prisoners died and another number badly wounded.

the drow cheared then silenced and began chanting something. one of the prisoners yelled "Dragon!" a shadow dragon marched into the colliseum from what seemed like a wall a large number of screams came and the group scattered like sand in water the dragon swung its huge arms hitting a large number of prisoners leaving them dead Ariner saw her mother and ran towards her but the other arm hit another number of prisoners including the mother "mum!" Ariner cried, she ran towards her mothers body crying cradling it. the prisoners in their few numbers were scattered as the dragon marched towards Ariner it looked down at her the took a deep breath. for this moment there was a silence all but the furious sound of one persons footsteps, the dragon launced a huge breath attack Ariner screamed in fear. An elven Female stood front turned to Ariner as the breath attack hit her instead of Ariner. The elf fell dead as Ariner remained alive another prisoner ran grabing Ariner and ran back. Ariner felt a strange feeling through her body but didn't notice to distracted by her mothers death. the draqgon marched towards the last of the prisoners when ariner Marched towards it possessed almost her head down and her fists clenched " you will pay for this" she muttered she waved her arms about unknown to herself what she was doing, it was instinctive. a huge beam of light left ariners hands decapitating the dragon. a gasp of shock came from the drow that was previously laughing and enjoying the suffering, Ariner fell to the floor unconscious.

Ariner woke up unable to move to see a drow sorcerer she was trapped in something that she could barely see on a table lied different sets of potions and scrolls. the drow muttered some words and ariner felt her self moving, she was floating as though in the belly of something the drow reached into the gelatinous cube holding Ariner and pulled her out putting her ona steel cold table, Ariner had no energy left in her. the drow grinned and spoke in commen "now my dear were going to create a perfect warrior out of you, or you will end up like the rest. consider yourself lucky those that have failed suffered much more than what you will" the drow smirked. the drow put his hand over ariner and chanted different incantations each one inflicted great pain on Ariner she screamed and begged " no more, please no more!" the drow grinned and continued chanting some kind of energy appeared in an aura form around the drows hand forming an energy beam that covered ariner, she continued screaming in pain before passing out.

when she woke up she had been stripped of all her possessions and clothes she was unable to move her arms she looked at her body in the candle lit room around her body was a metal cage like a restraint jacket. a drow spoke in common "ah good you awake, we can begin" chant sounded from the drow and the cage began to glow a bright red as it began to heat up, Ariner began to scream as a loud hissing came from her skin as it began to get branded by the drow.

many different and strange tortures followed until one day when Ariner was forced to a river to gather water for the drow she felt all weak with all her strength gone she could barely stand when she was gathering water her legs collapsed and she fell into the river...

Mean while Peroibo remain in his house secluded from the world surrounded by books and different pentegrams. Celdor watches over Pero with concern knowing that Pero hasn't eaten in days or drunk constantly trying to help pero and refusing to go get anyone from the outside Celdor is determined to help Pero. from the outside of their house a strong smell of blood can be smelt the door remained locked the sound of talking can be heard...

that is all for the Legacy of Taylor for now...

*christ that was long forgive me for spelling errors and all the grammer isnt my speciallity either :-) feel free to make any comments you like*

[taylor]

after many days of seclusion Celdor lost his temper "get up Pero!" pero remained sat by the fire looking at more magical books unaware of events outside or around him
"Pero get up now!" Celdors voice more than raised Celdor charged at Pero grabbing him by the collar and throwing him across the house into a wall Pero dropped his book as a loud thud was made as he hit the wall Celdor lifted Pero back up "Pero, Look at me!, Dam it Pero i dont care if i have to force an apple down your throat, you haven't eaten." Pero looked at the book on the floor Remaining silent not even attempting to resist which frustrated Celdor even more "What the hells wrong with you, Fight back!" Celdor swng his fist hitting Pero directly on the chin Pero fell to the floor. Celdor charged over Pero picking him up and barging him into the corner followed by a barrage of furious punches to the stomache Pero didn't block any of them. Celdor stopped for a moment as Pero fell to the floor face first, Celdor Stood over him "Pero fight back you have to fight... i dont care what's going through that thick skull of yours, get up and fight!" Celdor bean to pick Pero up as thoughts suddenly began to flow through Peros mind dark thoughts dark as the nights sky thought that he had when Keira had him under her control. Celdor continued his onslaught another critical blow brought Pero to the ground more thoughts flowed into Pero's mind the same ones that had been going through his mind hile he sat by the fire on how he had given up on Cella and how he had given up on himself and with those few moments something snapped in Peros mind something finally gave in, Pero pushed Celdor of balance and lept to his feet in a furious berserk like rage Pero began pounding in a suprised and off guard Celdor, making a hasty retreat he realised that pero was much faster than him Celdor lept onto the top of the couch the lept off towards pero in a takedown Pero dodged it followed by an elbow to Celdors spine sending him down to the floor Pero picked him up and then charged With celdor through the door smashing through it celdor rolled over face down shaking his head in an attempt to shake of the punishment Celdor looked at Pero, he was on his feet with a stool in hand "oh, cra...." the stool shattered on Celdors head leaving him unconscious Pero looked at his hands they was drenched in blood and firmly said "cella is beyond help, i am the same there is no coming back for me" with that Pero walked out of the house heading to the pantheon almost instinctively.

EDIT; *feel free to make any comments

[taylor]

*a break in the writing*

upon recent events, Peroibo on the floor by the fire the flames flicker vicously he lay on back his arm across his stomache weakly unable to move and barely able to breathe he struggles to get to grips with his wounds physically and mentally

how many have i lost...Mala, Mackenzie... cella, i owe you brother, maybe someone will help me i am beyond help, its all my fault

pero looked down at his blood soaked torso Celdor had done well to bandage him.

[taylor]

two halflings stood opposite each other... the rain poured down, thunder eccoed through the skies.

one stood tall and muscular in a blue and gold fullplate with a cape the water dripped of his hair. the other slightly shorter and less musculaur his hair a brighter tone in colour drenched in the rain wearing his white and black armor.

besides the halflings stood a cliff below the sea violently slamming against the rocks.

charging in with a scream of rage one of the halflings charged at the other swinging his right fist down, the shorter one dodged it nimbly while blocking a left that came up to the stomache he launched a knee at the other, it was blocked by the right arm by time lighting struck the halflings have delivered a heavy payload of damage onto the other, they stood at a slight retreat as they gathered their breath and strength looking at each other, the one in the full plate saw an empty shell the other saw a light fading they charged back into each other, there was no reason to swing a fist at each other but it didnt stop them their faces was so wet you couldnt tell if they was crying or not lightning struck repdtiviely a tree nearby fit the ground both halflings almost fell the nimble one on both feet and one hand stretched out he swung around on his hand launching a kick at the other, the one in full plate pushed himself of the floor into the air and over the kick and launched a right fist which solidly connected. followed by an uppercutsending the nimble one to the edge of the cliff his head dangling of it.

the nimble one got to his feet "do it!" he yelled the one in full plate launched his fist at the nimble one while charging.... they both plummeted off the cliff both of them grabbed each others fore arm both with a grin the one in full plate face down as he fell the nimble one looking up at the sky both of them hit the rocks the nimble one first *CRACK!* the sound that came from the halflings back he then bounced into the water...

the one in full plate still holding on to the nimble fell face first into the rock his torso slammed into the rock shattering his full plate around the torso blood trailed down the side of his face one arm under water he still had hol of something, he lie unconscious on the rock...as the waves lashed him he remain unconscious.

*feel free to make any comments as per usual forgive the spelling errors*

*hahaha welcome to my world, a world of spelling errors and crummy plot holes *

[taylor]

Ariner had a lot on her mind she, she chose to walk alone during the twilight hours, her hood up and her head down watching each step she thought to herself "I love Parien, but why do i feel like there is something else, why does he fight with Rose"she continued to march on in a straight line marching through ever she felt like, there seemed to be no friction in opinion as she walked on into the distance , she paused for a second as she reached into her pack pulling out her harp "is this mine, or is it Tuldors who is he? should i really ask that.... all i know is Parien... everyone seems to think that not knowing my past is better... maybe it is, but cant help the feeling that i am being taken of advantage... is it Parien that is polluting my mind well im outhere away from everything now, maybe i can think with out anyone else corrupting my view."

Ariner came to a forest but even that did not cause her to look up and think where am i? the only thought going through her mind was "who am i? i know my name, but so many people say so many different things, i should become a new woman... but im not ready to, not yet"

as she walked deep into the forest she took many turns to continue walking avoiding different obstacles before she came to a cave she decided to ignore it as she walked on when the sound of scuttering caught her ear, the overwhelming feeling of fear, paranoia, displacement and Deja Vu filled her she grabbed her sword and shield looking around, she was surrounded by Spiders of a dire size but different looking and a sense of familiarity came to her but ieven if she had known them she had forgotten and was too panicked to be calmed by a feeling, she took a defensive stance even though she was surrounded, the attack began on her from a long distance attack, these spiders were well organised and trained, they wern't wild, the spider facing her back launched a ball of web at her, she instinctively turned raising her shield to the web ball as it slapped on her shield with excessive force a loud thunderous clap sounded through out the depths of the forest but soon was easily dampered by the leaves and trees keeping it clear without anyone near the forests from hearing it, after it hit Ariner staggered backwards a loud cracking came from her arm, she screamed out in pain as the second shot at her was launched she did well to dodge it but was wayed down bye her shield, the buckles keeping it attatched to her arm was jammed tight like she always had it, thjis time it was a disadvantage for her, she dropped her sword and was now defenseless trying to remove her arm from the shield it was taking quite a while also she couldnt lift the shield the web acted like a glue pinning it to the floor Ariner soon realised her arm was glued to the shield as a third spider took a shot at Ariner, she didnt dodge this one, it hit her on the chest the web wrapping around her with a big slap she fell to the floor her arm remaining broken and in the shield, she could no longer move tears rolled down her eyes "Parien, anyone Help!" she cried out in pain as the spiders all approached the incapacitated halfling.

One Spider that had not fired a shot of web peared at Ariners broken arm making a clicking noise with its front legs an communicated to the others, this spider then lent forward on its legs tugging Ariners arm it remained firm in place, followed by another clicking noise it began gnawing on the buckles and straps its saliva disolving the web holding her down.

the next spider rolled Ariner to face up the expression on her face was of pure fear there was nothing more she could do but only look into the eight eyes of what might very well be her demise, the pider looked at her feet then begane to spray a very fine web that was very sticky over Ariners legs working its way up while another spider rolled Ariner about she was lifted up onto the back of a spider it began carrying her to somewhere she did not know.

[taylor]

Ariner awoke in a dungeon that was well kept and poorly lit she was shackled and stripped of all her possesions, she ached all over and the wounds all over her body from the web that hit her left severe bruisuing, she looked to her left arm, it was broken still and she was unable to move it, she could barely breathe the pain inflicted on her was beyond what she could handle, she realised she was laying in some kind of residue, it was white and fairly sticky, it was the web that she was in, it had degraded, as she wriggled about her vibrations in the web made a ringing sound which echoed from a corridor behind a door that she could barely see, footsteps could be heard from behind it very barely though they was getting louder as they got closer it was only one person though. the door began to unlock and Ariner lay low and still trying to feign her unconsciousness to no aveil, the Door opened and the room filled with light from a torch. a female elven figure that was well curved silhoutted the the doorway looking down at Ariner, the person walked up to ariner grabbing her hair "Excellent your awake child, we can continue what ive been doing with you" she said coldly with a grin on her face, she tugged ariners hair pulling her over and began to drag her out the room Ariner skin was getting burnt and torn as she was dragged along the tiles and concrete of the dungeon, Ariner was dragged beyond many different doors before being pulled into a well lit room froma source unknown, the lady threw Ariner into a table Ariners upper body resting on the table after slamming her midrift into the table, she groaned in pain as she felt her left arm just fall loosely by her side she was unshackled, Ariner fell down off the table resting her back against the leg to look at the figure, Ariner had no strength in her, but she could se the dark legs of the Drow symboled witht he worship of Llolth the drow deity, he drow marched over to her the kneeled down lifting up Ariners head by grabbing her cheeks, "now then dear do you remember me?" Ariner looked at her face "no.." she groaned weakly the drow looked quite shocked "you don't? i was the first person to own you dear well i guess your going to have to suffer and you might remember me, my how youve changed... and your wings they've grown! and your still alive, many have died after that, you are a very lucky person dear" the drow lady grinned throwing ariners head down as she stood up "the experiments dont end hear i will find a way to produce my drones in another more Productive and efficient way. the drow Lady grinned as she began to set up a restraining device it was a body cage that was placed upside down attatched to the wall, the drow once again grabbed Ariners hair pulling her over to the device then thew Ariner down by it, she unlocked the device by locks at the side of it, it swung open with a creak of the metal somewhat rusty on the inside of the metal was small spikes that was razor sharp but was very small. the drow picked Ariner up by her leg and then through her into the cage with her face turned to the other end of the room, the drow locked the cage on Ariner and the spikes on the cage pierced into Ariners skin keeping her firmly in place her arms dangled as the drow lady soon chained them to the wall the drow grinned then slapt her leaving a red imprint of her hand on Ariners cheek, Ariner was to weak to do much but faintly groan, the drow walked off to a table with different equipment and different crude versions of syringesfilled with different colours none looking to promising for Ariners Health, "first thing my dear were giving you a hair cut" she marched up to Ariner and began to cut her hair as it dangled down at the floor, it was a while after being cut Ariner was still conscious and the drow in the room with her she examined Ariners arm as Ariner spoke "your sick... your a twisted individual.. what are you going to do with my body..." the drow laughed you havent changed my dear, the experiments will begin now, starting with this armor of yours the drow crouched slightly her head same height as ariners staring into her eyes the drow tilted her head slightly then kissed ariner on the lips just a little peck, "prepare for pain my dear and d try to stay awake, these spikes will make sure you though but never the less..." she laughed twistedly as she took what seemed to be some kind of multibladed razor the blades similair to a sickle, she dragged it down ariners arm, Blood gushed down ariners arm and rolled onto her face before dripping off her hair, "hmm we'll have to change that" the drow walked off to the table grabing a syringe then jabbed it into Ariners chest injecting the fluid into Ariner the sensation of burning was flowing throughout Ariners body, the drow then began to shear the skin of Ariners arm, the chunks of Ariners flesh hit the floor as Ariners face squirmed with pain and fear as the flesh and blood began to cover the floor the frow grinned while humming a melodic tune, the drow got to Ariners should and it seemed like Ariner was losing no more blood all that remained of Ariners Arm was bone nothing but, the arm seemed to fall into to as Ariner watched in fear, the drow then grabbed Ariners arm and placed it together withother part of her broken arm a dark red light emitted from her hand and placed them together making her arm unique "what have you done to me"ariner asked, "only the next part of my experiment, it may be some time until you can move that arm and...." Ariners bone arm surged with power and just simply tore off the cage breaking free from its shackles it threw it at her captor, at the same time Ariner fell to the floor with a thud one arm remained atatched to the wall she stood back up stuggling to stand straight she tore the shackle off the wall then began to run as fast as she could for freedom uncertain of where she was or where she was going she salvaged what few items she could thinking of a new name... as she continued to run she got a good look at her body on her torso was the symbol of Llolth she had no idea what it meant.

[taylor]

these last two posts reach over 10,000 words i had to split em up both written together, and please write any coments on my storywriting because basically i like storywriting and i want to hear your opinions.

oh and no comments on my poor grammer

J/K feel free to make any comment relevent

[Jak-o-Shadows]

Nicely done! Way better than I could ever do.


*point to Parien* That's me!

Hehe lucky me im in your story.

[RPerSM]

Funny how she couldn't defend herself with the sword and shield from old faithful Morro... Morro(Crappy text-writers trying to make me look bad) Good story