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Post by Schreeuwwitje on Nov 8, 2015 15:50:47 GMT -8
Hi Guys, I would like to present all of my finished work here as a central point. This story is about my main (and only) character named Carnyx. C&C is ofc always welcome. Thanks for viewing! Cheers, Schreeuwwitje  |
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Post by Schreeuwwitje on Nov 8, 2015 15:51:37 GMT -8
[MOC-1] Introduction Name: Carnyx Race: Barbarian Gender: Male Faction: Outlaws Description: A big hairy muscular barbarian.   Story:
After being exiled so many years ago Carnyx lived as a hermit in his self build house on the foot of Karain's Crown. He was a man living and thriving on his lonesome, avoiding possible confrontations residing from his past, or even confrontations with a living being at all. Carnyx did not have the ability to cast magic, nor did he believe that magic could conquer him and his fearsome possesed battle-axe named Hunin. His straight forward thinking, his insane physical strenght, his strong will-power and his ironclad code of honor are all he needed to survive the Badlands. |
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Post by Schreeuwwitje on Nov 8, 2015 15:52:22 GMT -8
[MOC-2] GC XI - Unrestricted Hi Guys, this is my unrestricted entry for the global challange: Name: "An unwanted discovery" Category: Secrecy   ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Despite the fact that he liked to be left alone, Carnyx had to go to get some supplies once in a while. He could thrive upon loneliness and he was rather self sufficient. But some new capes, wax for candles and the occasional bread were reasons for him to leave his premises. Over the years he build a relationship, purely based on business, with the keeper of the Locked-Inn. It was a small tavern build around four thousand paces from his home at a higher altitude. The road aside the establishment was part of a trading route, thus travelers would rest and shelter from the bad weather. Somehow less disgruntled than the last couple of days, Carnyx made foot his journey to the tavern. It wasn't a long hike, but it was fairly tough due to the lack of roads and the inclining slopes. After an hour he finally arrived at the tavern. His uneasiness suddenly came back and his strides were taken more carefully; avoiding to make any sound at all. In front of the tavern stood two men conversing with each other. Although annoying for Carnyx because they were human beings, he felt that there was more to it than just 2 persons talking. As he came closer he suddenly realized what was off. One of the men was dressed like a Lenfald scout! The other looked like a vagabond outlaw. This was interesting. Carnyx walked to the lee of the tavern, just out of sight. "Thanks for showing me the positions of your troops; the forward command posts for conquering the new lands are quite interesting" the outlaw spoke. "It seems that the information I got about Baron Locklear's plans for the new lands would interest you as well." The scout shrugged. "Well it would be unfortunate to clash into each other when we can outplay the other factions don't you think?! Our bosses will be pleased!" The outlaw nodded conformingly and pointed to the tavern. "Let's get something to drink and warm our bodies." They both went inside through the thick curtains. Carnyx was stunned. Although he didn't care for Baron Locklear nor the Lenfald faction, the outlaws used the new lands as an opportunity to secure a better future. Many of the people on the road would be woman and children as well. If the positions of the troops were known to the other factions, than they would slaughter everyone in their way, including the innocent. That was not something Carnyx could knowingly allow. After spewing some barbaric curse words he decided; he would take action to prohibit this leak of information... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- More photo's available on Flickr. Thank you for reading. Cheers, Schreeuwwitje |
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Post by Schreeuwwitje on Nov 8, 2015 15:53:53 GMT -8
[MOC-3] GC XI - Bignette Hi Guys, this is my bignette entry for the global challenge: Name: "repossession" Category: "Sabotage"   ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- His decision was made. He had to stop the scout from delivering the letter to his superiors. He knew the only road the scout could take was to the north-west. He only hoped that the scout wanted to depart as soon as possible. Although his determination to stop the scout was doubtless, he could not lay in wait in the snow for more than a few days. He took his axe nonetheless and started walking down the path. After a while the path narrowed and Carnyx found the perfect spot for an ambush. He hid behind a tree and listened carefully for approaching footsteps. Hours passed and he was about to make ready for sleep when he heard a horse whinny somewhere down the path. He knew immediately that this was his moment. He closed his eyes and it almost felt like a heartbeat going through his axe. The pulse radiating a sense of confidence in his hands. Carnyx felt faster and stronger, awaiting the swing of his blade with still anticipation. A whinny again, now much closer. His eyes tried to pierce the upcoming darkness, seeing the silhouette of a man on horseback. One last peek around the corner told him it was the Lenfald scout.... he strained all his muscles for the attack...; and released them.... He jumped as high as he could while swinging his axe with all the strength he got. The flat side of his axe hit the horse so hard it pranced and fell on its back. The scout flew a few meters through the air followed by landing on his head. Carnyx forbade himself to kill innocent or unarmed men or animals, so he made sure that the scout was knocked out and then he took the letter. With a non-arrogant proud smile on his face he started his journey back to his home, leaving both the horse and the scout unconscious alongside the road... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- More photo's available on Flickr. Thank you for reading. Cheers, Schreeuwwitje |
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Post by Schreeuwwitje on Nov 8, 2015 15:56:05 GMT -8
[MOC-4] LC XIX - Entry 1 Hola, I decided to still do the swampy/marshy thing and just build it. With time running out for my builds and the other projects I also want to do before moving have made me create this one today: ===============================================================================================================================================================================================  While Carnyx gradually walked back towards the inn to pick up his much needed survival kit, he started thinking about the recent events. He stopped the messenger from leaking the information to Lenfald. The letter was unopened and therefore the messenger could not leak any information because he did not read the document. The outlaw scum was not aware that this transpired and therefo.... suddenly it dazed... this was an outlaw, he couldn't possibly have acted alone, nor without any alternate motives. If the outlaws were supposed to double cross Lenfald, and Lenfald was not aware of the caravan.... the outlaws would raid against their own kin! They would for sure use the cover of darkness and would not have any recognition until it was too late. Carnyx cursed again to demonstrate his ill becoming faith. He decided to track down the outlaw to remove the threat. 'Finally, the house' Carnyx whispered to himself. He followed the tracks of the outlaw to a remote cabin in the marshlands. He peeked through the foliage to check for guards, only one guy stood outside. Carnyx could hear parts of an overheated discussion coming from the house. Without any warning or sound Carnyx jumped from the bushes and jumped onto the now yelling guard. Two persons ran immediately from the house, but in vain... Carnyx axe swung and send the hand of the guard flying, still holding on to his sword. His axe swung in one fluent motion to the nearest outlaw. The woman parried his attack with her two daggers, but the force of the blow was so intense that she was thrown backwards. Her arms trembled and she could not hold on to the daggers anymore. She started to walk away backwards, all while being terrified. During this the double bladed outlaw from the tavern jumped high in the air to deliver the final blow to Carnyx. Being a trained fighter Carnyx had allready elevated his axe to parry the attack. He made a full spin and hit the outlaw in his face with a backhand smash. More outlaws were coming out of the house. They were screaming in anger. Carnyx felt the familiar pulse going through his axe and the windows to his soul went black... ... his axe dripped with blood as Carnyx slowly became conscious again. He still felt the adrenaline, but his heart was starting to calm. He looked upon his devastating work. All outlaws were disfigured and dead. Only the girl was missing... but after what she saw... she wouldn't be a threat to anyone... not anymore.  =============================================================================================================================================================================================== Just to be clear, this is my (losely interpreted) entry in the LC (stopping a raid) with some mind bending in the story. Please let me know if this is not accepted as an entry, than it will be a free build. More photo's available at my Flickr account. C&C is ofc welcome!  Cheers, Mats |
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