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----- AFTER THE CONCLUSION TO THE GREAT WAR -----

Telnar stood at the steps to Estermach's castle, blending in with the crowd that stood there to watch his crowning as king of all the lands.
Though the crowd were there to witness the crowning Telnar was there to prevent this by killing Estermach.

The crowd began to look towards the castle and all could see Estermach making his way towards the platform for his crowning, accompanied by his own bodyguards. There were 8 bodyguards including Kaishou. All except Kaishou had long swords and shields.

When Estermach made it to the platform the guards stood to either side of the platform where the steps were and Kaishou stood on the platform with Estermach, his eyes looking over the crowd and looking for the smallest glint of metal.

Telnar slowly began to weave his way through the crowd to get closer to the platform, all the while Estermach was getting closer to becoming king.
As Telnar got closer to the platform he could feel a weird presence around the platform. It was as if somebody had erected an anti-magic shell around the platform.
"Damn it." Telnar cursed under his breath. Looks like I do it the hard way.
Telnar got as close to the platform as he could before grabbing the hilt of his sword and jumping onto the platform. He pulled his sword and swung it at Estermach, however before it connected Kaishou had blocked it with the scabbard of his katana.

Kaishou looked at Telnar "No you don't rebel. You die here."
With that Kaishou attacked Telnar, drawing the katana and swinging it diagonally at Telnar's head.
Telnar stepped back to avoid the strike and succeeded... just.
Kaishou kept on attacking, taking three more swings at Telnar.
These swings were aimed at Telnar's legs, head and then body.
Telnar jumped the first strike and blocked the second with his sword. The third strike Telnar nearly let through. The strike sliced through Telnar's robe and cut off one of his fingers due to a bad block.

Telnar gritted his teeth and, knowing that he couldn't best Kaishou in a sword fight, fled the castle and made his way into hiding.


----- PRESENT TIME -----

Telnar stood at the head of a large meeting of newly recruited resistance members. He was informing them all of the situation and the resistance's main aims and goals.
He finished his speech after a few minutes and then looked around the group "Any questions?"

((You can be with Telnar now in the meeting or not, it's up to you. If you're a bad guy then obviously you're not with Telnar or the resistance. I'll intro Kaishou later on.))

((Bumped - RP has started ya know))

Mahtan was sat in a small tree on the highest and sturdiest branch he could rest on. He was holding his bow in his hands, an arrow lodged in the string and the quiver at his side, resting on the tree. He fired the arrow and let it fly free for a while. When it began to slow down and descend, he held out his hand and focused on the arrowhead. The arrow ascended into the air and flew along on the same path for a minute or so. Finally, Mahtan directed it towards the tree opposite him, and hit an acorn in the center. It fell and hit the ground.
"Excellent," Mahtan muttered, bringing the arrow back and pocketing it in his quiver. "Enough training for today."
Mathan dropped off of the tree and grunted as he hit the ground. He slung his bow and quiver over his back and made his way back to his hometown, which was just over the plains if he took a shortcut.
He approached a fence and hopped over it, into the plains and out of the fields. He set off on a jog on a diagonal course over the plains to a small gate which sat in between two fences to the West. After that was a narrow path which led through open countryside and eventually into his town.
Mahtan took this approach, and before long he had entered the town once more. He looked up at the sky and noticed the sun moving to the center of his view.
"Almost noon..." he muttered.
Mahtan looked around, then found a pile of barrels stacked on top of one another and beside a cart. Mahtan hopped onto the cart and began climbing the barrel stack, then pulled himself up onto the roof of the building. He ran across it, the leaped over on to the next building. He continued this process, weaving between birds and chimneys and inter-crossing houses until he was perched upon the church tower. He dropped down into the tower and through the window.
"Bar the doors, bar the doors, bar the doors..." he muttered to himself, then set to sticking a plank across the door to keep it shut.
He then looked out of the window and saw the parade begin which celebrated Estermachs' uprising. Mahtan spat then readied his bow. He aimed down the arrow at the man sitting smugly on his chair carried by four throne-bearers. He cast a wave here and there innocently to prove that he was on the townspeoples' side. Mahtan pulled the arrow and fired, but was caught off by a bird above him that squaked and flapped its' wings violently. The arrow missed but hit a throne-bearer in the side of the head, causing him to let go of his grip on the throne and fall to the ground.
The throne tilted sideways and the other throne-bearers let go in shock. Estermach was thrown off of his seat and into the crowd, yelling as he went. Mahtan chuckled a little, hearing the crowds scream.
Death was cruel in this time, but it had to be done... Mahtan thought, as he unbarred the door and sprinted down the spiraling stone staircase.

(As you can tell, no, I'm not with the resistance right not. I plan to meet up with you guys later when you're out on an adventure. If you're not OK with Estermach being where he is right now, just tell me and we can make seem like this was a different time. Either that, or Estermach will be returning to his castle(or whatever place he calls home) after the parade anyway.)

A green hand raised into the air, as the half-orc Trestel voiced his question. "So, is there a real strategy for taking this ruler down, or is that part still being thought out?" When he'd decided on traveling, Trestel hadn't the slightest idea that it would include joining a resistance group that was bent on taking down someone this powerful. But things just sort of have a way of happening he thought.

Telnar looked over to the half-orc Trestel "So far our main aim is to pick apart at his armies until they are disheartened and weakened. After that we're going to go straight for the head and attempt to assisnate Estermach himself. If you call that a plan then there it is, if not the that's all we've got right now."
He then looked around the gathering "Any more questions?"

"I have a question" Crystal said razing her hand. "My Question is that THIS PLAN is stupid" she yelled

Telnar smiled "I figured that somebody would say that."
He then hurled a fireball that clipped Crystal's head and burnt some of her hair "Any more stupid remarks?"

"Easy now, Telnar", Fesenram said and turned his head towards the Elf. Fesenram was standing behind him to the left, arms crossed, his face invisible behind the helmet's enchanted light. The helm also twisted his voice, making it sound deeper than it actually was, and making it echo as if he was speaking inside of a church. "She does have a point, you know. Not that there is anything we can do about that, since it's the best plan avaivable at them moment."
He then turned his head down towards the crowd and looked at the fairy who had just spoken, who was apparently in shock after the sudden attack.
"It is our plan", he said, raising his voice to make sure everyone could hear him. "And if it doesen't suit you, you can leave. After we have let one of our mages erase your memory completely, leaving you in the same state as an infant. The choice is completely yours."

((that's cool shifts))