Fantasy Evil VS Good- How long can you last?

[Quinlan63]

Join the Dark Side (We have cookies)
Have you ever wanted to lay siege to a castle, burn down towns without a second thought, or just do whatever you wanted without worrying about being judged by your companions? Well then you have come to the right place as you have the chance to join your local Dark Lord and raise some hell. But best believe that traitors will be mercilessly killed slowly so as to show that the dark side means business. For those who are loyal all your wishes can come true whether i be money, power, or anything else you heart desires.

Call To Action!!!!
Adventurers and heroes needed to combat the evil in the world wishing to take whatever they please and kill those who get in their way. The world needs ever able body it can get to stop such evil from having their way with the world.​

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelia
The Ice Queen sat on top a large horse made of ice. She was on top of a cliff looking down at the bustling city below, an evil smirk forming on her pink lips. "They seem so peaceful. I think our little heroes have had enough of a break. What do you think Khal?" She looked down at the wolf beside her who just stared up at her in agreement. Looking back at the town, Amelia raised both her hands. Beneath her, as well the ground around her, ice started to form and spread and then it started to grow up and take shape into two large skeletal ice creatures. "I think it's time to cause a little chaos." With that the ice skeletal creatures roared before heading down to town. Ice formed underneath their 'feet' after each step they took.

It didn't take long for them to reach the village. Amelia could tell when they got there because screams could be heard even from such a far distance. "Music to my ears." She hummed. "Lets see how well they deal with them." Amelia wasn't sure who was in the city but the so called 'heroes' were always around when their help was needed. Time to see what the new generation can do.

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[GamerKitty205]

Yuna Null
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Yuna had been having a nice day. She'd done a few mundane tasks for people, which was always nice. She had picked up a new broadsword that was really nice! Then Yuna had spent some time hanging out in a tavern, just chatting! However, Yuna had been having a good day as shown by the giant ice monster destroying the tavern she was in. Yuna dug herself out of the rubble with a huff. The villains had been really quiet recently, but not anymore!

Yuna cycled through a few of her weapons. Yuna sighed, she had way to many weapons for fighting actual people and not ice constructs. What was a short sword going to do to a skeleton made of ice? Or dagger? That was like, the bulk of her arsenal.

Yuna then finally remembered the broadsword she had just gotten. Thank goodness she had it, she'd be kinda screwed otherwise. With a flick of her hand Yuna summoned the sword from its pocket dimension. She ran at the ice skeleton planning on destroying one of its legs with a swing. Instead the sword imbedded itself in the ice, halfway through chopping off a foot.

"Hey Ice Queen!" Yuna yelled to no one really as she tried to freed her sword. "Next time make the ice skeletons less durable please!"

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Alec
Alec had arrived at the bustling city a few days ago. The villains had been inactive for a while so when he first caught wind of even the smallest activity, he went for it. It had been years since he made contact with his sister. With her rank and power she was almost never on the battlefield herself. It still amazed him to this day how strong she got on her own and how different their magic was despite being twins. I guess that's what happens when you leave at such a young age.

Currently Alec was sitting at the bar in the main tavern, Luna laying down by his feet. He took a sip of the hot tea in front of him. He knew it was unusual to get such a drink in a tavern but he just had a feeling today was a day he shouldn't be drinking anything that could encumber him. As he took another sip from his drink Alec felt a nudge on his calf and he looked down at Luna. "What is it girl? Sense something?" Right as he said that the tattoo on Luna's should started to glow and screams were heard out side. She wouldn't come here herself. It must be something she made. Before Alec even had a chance to get up the roof of the tavern came crashing down. Lifting his staff up he quickly made a shield of ice protecting both him and Luna as well as anyone within his range. Once everything subsided he dropped his shield and looked up at the giant monster in front of them.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was so much bigger than the last time he saw them. He could hear a second one in the distance but decided to deal with it at a later point. For now he was going to help a girl who was attacking it with her sword only to get it stuck in the leg. "Need a little help?" He said as he popped up next to her trying to help her pull the sword out. Luna was running around the giant ice creature trying to keep it's attention. The tattoo on her shoulder still glowed a bright gold. Ice magic against ice magic wasn't going to be very effective but at least he could hit the creature with his staff once he helps the girl get her sword out.

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[Gaius Danius Griinia]

Aurier

The attack had been a complete surprise, one that Aurier should have been prepared for. Cursing himself for being unable to see this attack coming, Aurier rose from behind the icy barrier created by a blond warrior accompanied by a wolf. It would seem that panic was starting to settle in as the people began running for the hills and screaming loudly, shoving each other aside to get away. Aurier began wading in between the terrified villagers as he made his way out of the ruined tavern. He had originally come to this city to rest up after felling the Minotaur that had guarded the Southern Plains. Now an even greater had emerged, one that could so easily destroy a tavern if not for the timely intervention of that Ice User. Speaking of ice, Aurier had finally gotten a good look at what was attacking this city. "Giant Ice Golems... thats new" said Aurier as he squinted at the attacking threat.

"Mommy! Mommy wake up" said a voice that immediately caught Aurier's attention. Scanning the chaotic surroundings, he saw a small girl frantically attempting to awaken what seemed to her injured mother. Running over, he slides on his knees to get to the pair. "Help Mommy... please!" said the girl as tears streamed down her face. Aurier nodded and pulled something from the inside of his robes. It was a potion given to him by the Sister of Alm Village Chapel. Pouring it into the mothers mouth, he sees her cuts and abrasions slowly heal. She soon open her eyes to the sight of her crying daughter. Getting up and leaving the two alone, Aurier begins walking away. "WAIT!" said the girl as she calls out to Aurier. "Who are you?" said the mother as she gets up and looks into her saviors eyes.

"Someone who knows what it means to lose a loved one to the actions of villains...... and someone who won't let anyone feel that pain ever again" replied the youth as he started to walk towards the Ice Giants. Standing a short distance away from the two giants, Aurier crossed his arms in front of himself. Around his waist appeared a belt-like apparatus with a large red gem as its core. Splaying his hands over the gem, it began to spin at increasingly fast speeds. To all watching, it appeared as if scarlet flames flooded out from the spinning gem before bathing Aurier in fire. With a single arm flourish, Aurier dispelled the flames. Standing where a white haired youth once stood, was a red armored warrior resembling a stag beetle.

Breaking into a sprint, Aurier began pouring magical energy into his body. Crackling electrical patterns appeared all across his body before simply becoming electrical sparks. Leaping from the ground onto the rooftops, Aurier kept boosting his abilities. Finally, he leapt high into the air. As he did so, he started concentrating magical power in his right hand. As his altitude increased, so did the power in his hand. Upon reaching the chin of the creature, Aurier punched his fist upwards and released all the pent up power within. "EXPLOSION FIST!!!" yelled Aurier as he released a large crimson explosion from his fist upon contact with the creature. Then as he began his descent, he realized he had no landing plan. The ground would soon make contact with his body...

"WOAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Ch3rryBlossom28
GamerKitty205

 

[Quinlan63]

Sitting upon his throne in his sky fortress Immeral stared into his crystal ball watching Amelia's giant ice skeleton lay waste to another town. It had been a while since the last time they had done anything which was why he allowed Amelia to go out and have some fun terrorizing the masses. He would of gone himself but things tend to end quite quickly and he saw no reason to kill everyone and rule a world of no one but the dead. Besides if he was ever going to ever hold up his part of the deal with Vex he was going to need an army when they march into the underworld and those required more than just the undead an even the monsters he has collected so far. But for now killing off anyone who got in his way would have to do and killing heroes was always something entertaining to watch in the morning. Speaking of which he wondered where Arcus was when he loved being the one to increase the fear in the air when people were being killed. It mattered not for if he wasn't there he was most likely getting up to something.

"Vex why don't you come over here and look at all those fools trying to fight there way out there," he said turning to his companion (bestie) before turning back to his crystal ball. He watched as he saw a zombie girl trying to cut the legs of the ice golem only for it to get stuck. Of course though there were others trying to help out with one sticking out more than the others. It was odd but he could of sworn he remembered hearing about a hero who runs around in beetle outfit. It seemed though that the fool was gonna hurt himself badly from the way he tried to initiate his attack.

"Well that one is clearly not the brightest f the bunch."

Interaction: . D O V E
Mention: Ch3rryBlossom28 Gaius Danius Griinia

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

GAZDEK
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with the arrival of the ice contract in the city, something else arrived something likely even worse than the beasts attacking the place. an orc but not just any orc this particular one hand a myriad of strange devices hanging off of his body and attached to various parts of the armor he wore. his name was Gazdek the great inventor or so his called himself., and he was here to "help" well test the new weapon he had. it was a metallic object that looked somewhat like a ramshackle modern machine gun except made of exclusively junk metal and wood, the device spewing forth a torrent of small metal shards at an ice construct before jamming magic arching out of the haphazard weapon. "well thatz just perfect itzent it?" he scoffed there wasn't too much left of the construct, or the building behind it if anything the weapon did more collateral damage then actual damage and gazdek seemed proud of himself, placing the gun back onto the hook it came form he pulled out a different gun like hunk of metal the process of the weapon function then either breaking down or exploding in the orcs face continued for some time gazdek carving a clear path of collateral damage behind him sure he was saving people but he was definitely NOT saving the city if anything.​

 

[Athanas]

Marcus was sitting at a small corner table at the inn. Despite the five empty mugs of beer that lay in front of him, or the wine bottle in his hand, he was bored, dreadfully so.

Maybe it was the lack of companionship. For the past months, there had been absolutely nothing to do. All organizations lay low, not really doing anything at all. The forces of "evil" were also nowhere to be found, and his hopes that they would be plotting something in secret were crushed when he captured and interrogated some of their agents.

Hell, this fucking backwater didn't even have a brothel! A good tumble was something that always cheered him up a bit, especially if it was with one of them elves. But alas, no such luck.

What was he doing in this random village, you may ask? Well, he'd been hearing rumors. Rumors about a green-skinned orc with an aptitude for blowing things up, and an attitude to match. They said he'd be here. And from one of the agents he'd beaten up, he got word that the ice queen was getting restless. This village was in a province relatively close to the border, and so he had hoped that maybe, well, luck would favor him. And if not? Well, he'd have to start making his own fun then. That was technically cheating and it wasn't nearly as fun as messing with a larger conflict but hey, do what you gotta do.

Screams and commotion interrupted his thoughts. He rushed to the window and saw a most majestic spectacle. Two massive creatures of ice were doing battle with what seemed to be some individuals. He could tell that at least some of the individuals had magic, and one of them... One of them was the orc he was looking for! He let out a gleeful laugh, earning him surprised looks from everyone else.

He quickly rushed outside, taking cover in an alleyway. Once inside he changed his appearance to that of a knight with medium armor, the symbol of the Ile de la Jardin emblazoned on it. He despised that order: Law, "goodness" and all that stuff bored him to death faster than you could say flaggelant. But such a facade would make it seem as if though the order had presence even in such remote areas, which would make them seem like a mightier threat in the eyes of the Ice Queen and her friends.

He emerged from cover, an impractically massive greatsword slung across his back, and raised his left arm: A lance made of electricity taking shape and beggining to crackle with increasingly stronger energy. Lightning was a good magic to have: While not as effective against ice as fire magic, the electricity still produced a considerable amount of heat. After some more moments, the lance had reached full power, and he released it. With his lumbering size and two heroes distracting him, dodging was out of the question. It was a clean strike to his mangled leg, the energy causing considerable damage. While not enough to finish the job, the giant was thrown off-balance, his leg in very bad shape. Drawing the ludicrously massive greatsword, he put his hand over it, and it too began sizzling with electricity. He began his approach, and spoke, barely able to contain his laughter.

"HARK, Ignoble giant! I bite my thumb at thee! Let your defeat be a lesson to your foolish "queen of frost". Though she may be naught but a slave to higher powers, her evil shall be quenched!"

He weaved around the clumsy giant's blow and spun, delivering a slow but devastating blow to the leg, and completely severing it at the already weakened point of impact. As the giant toppled to the ground, he exploited the opening to once more bury his sword in the creature, this time inside it's midriff, albeit not with dramatic effect: The thing's Durability was tremendous, he had to admit.

No matter, though: Now he was fighting. This was fun!

GamerKitty205 Quinlan63 Huntertabbysandshark3
Ch3rryBlossom28
Gaius Danius Griinia

 

[CherryTart]

Magdalyn​

The sound of destruction. The cries of terror. The small figures appearing one after another to do battle with the monstrosities of ice. The chaotic and constantly changing attack sent a shiver down Magdalyn's spine.

She had kept to her position beside Amelia's horse, fidgeting in place as her body swayed on her feet to the left and right. Her hands were clenched into fists that she shook at breast-level. A wide, ear to ear, smile stretched across her face akin to that of a cartoon character. One of her feet continued to raise itself off the ground then slam back down onto the cliff-side just as soon as it had gone to take her away.

Oh, how she desired to jump into the action. But, with the amount of heroes she could make out it would be a fruitless endeavor. Watching was about as far into the battle she could achieve without getting decapitated. Captured. Impaled, or worse, a million thoughts of how her demise would be brought about if she joined in on the fray crossed her mind. With Amelia so close by surely none of them would come anywhere close to reality, but they still haunted her thoughts and kept her from diving head-first into a group of warriors.

Her fear kept her at bay.

Her passion for bloodshed kept pulling her close to the fray.

At the sight of a crazy lad exploding against one of her queen's beautiful creations, so quickly followed up by someone destroying a good portion of the city along with one of the two skeletal creations Magdalyn dashed forward bee-lining it to the cliff's edge. She could no longer sit back and wait for the fanciful attacks of the heroes to spice up the battle from such a far view. It was like watching ants from atop the cliff, that may have worked for Amelia but for Magdalyn she just had to get a closer view. Plus there was no way of knowing what the heroes looked like or how they fought without a close-up. That was how she justified her actions.

"I'm scouting out the goodys! Be back in a jiff!" She called back to Amelia, waving her hand up over her head as she jumped off the edge of the cliff feet-first.

As soon as Magdalyn felt the air soaring around her, the sound of the wind in her ears billowing around her head she began to form small little steps of ice for her to use as stepping stones to reach the bottom of the cliff. With each step Magdalyn made a "Boop!" Sound until she reached the ground. Upon hitting the grass she ducked into a set of bushes at the very outskirts of the city, hoping her view would be far better from their but there were these annoying things called buildings standing in her way.

She groaned as her vision of the battle was blocked and glanced about to make sure no one was watching as she crouched and scurried over to the side of one of the buildings to keep her hidden as she watched the battle rage. It was quite entertaining. But, the ice creature still blocked most of her vision for the time being.

Interatcion(s): Ch3rryBlossom28
Mention(s): Gaius Danius Griinia Huntertabbysandshark3

 

[Astrylan]

Yufárei


Yufárei was intending to pass by the small town, until a large ice golem started demolishing the place. So, he ended up heading towards the closest golem he could find, only to see someone completely unprepared to land after the attack they just threw out. Yufárei shook his head and shot himself at the "Hold on, what kind of armour is that?" person using an earthen wall he created under his feet at an angle. He caught them about 5 feet above the ground, but the speed at which Yufárei was moving, meant that he pretty much forcefully changed the direction the armoured man was falling, to a shallow angle instead. Yufárei created another wall of earth a few feet in front of him, again at an angle; landing on it, he slid down it's length to help slow his descent, landing on his feet a few seconds later. He set the man on the ground and turned around, throwing a fireball out at some stray chunks of ice, before turning back and checking the man over. "You okay there? Next time, you might want to take at least half a second to think through an idea like that. I understand not hesitating to protect people, but stuff like what you just pulled, can get more than just you killed. Especially if you are the only one fighting something. If your attack doesn't finish it off, and you go and off yourself with an attack like that, the people you were protecting, are protected by anything anymore."
Yufárei sighs and turns around to throw a few fireballs at the golems knees, testing it's strength. The fireballs weren't as effective as he was hoping though, which forces another sigh from him. "This is going to get annoying to fight really quick isn't it..." He whistles, and a black psuedodragon flys over to him from a nearby building, landing on his shoulder. "Hey buddy, go hide in the nearby trees for a bit, k? Being near me won't be safe for a bit." The small dragon nuzzles Yufárei's cheek a bit, and flies off to go hide.

"Time to get a bit serious then." He pulls out two seemingly innocuous, but well made daggers, and launches himself using yet a third wall of earth, towards the golems knee that had fired magic at earlier. He slashed with the daggers, which seemed to glow for a split second when he attacked. The golem took a second to realize it had just lost half a leg, as it kept walking for a second, before falling, in perfect cartoon fashion.


Interactions: Gaius Danius Griinia​

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Telith
Interactions: Gaius Danius Griinia Athanas Astrylan​

along with the ice giants appearing in the city something else was also there a small creature. hands tipped with large claws the rest of its body wrapped up in a leathery armor hood hiding hits face in an abyss of darkness only things visible were two dots of light within there color a mixture of red and yellow, and a sinister smile. slowly the figure walked down through the streets civilians either running or trying to hide. as this small entity continued to approach them eventually stopping at the door of a small building "awww why are you hiding from me little squishy humies?" he asked almost innocently and in a childish way before pressing both of his clawed hands agent the door, multi-color energy seemed to flow out of his body and into the claws they glowed brightly for a moment and then. BLAM an ear ripping blast of sound struck the building causing sections of it to collapsed and the door to explode into a shower of splinters, needless to say, the people inside where either killed by the blast or crushed. "it makes it a lot less fun" telith said with a giggle.

pausing for a moment teliths body started to ripple and warp, bulging out and reforming into something much large, and a lot less drab a massive scaly creature glowing, an ominous yellowy-red, large wing jutting out his back it was rather clear what telith was at this point, a dragon. he didn't bother flying only trotting towards the sources of the biggest commotion. well the ice giants getting destroyed. telith hopping atop one of the few standing building left in the area thanks to a certain orc. "SO LITTLE HEROS YOU WANA ALL SEEM FUN, LETS SEE HOW LONG YOU CAN LAST I HOPE YOUR NOT GOING TO BE BORING" his voice boomed in a tone that was a great deal less childish laughing at the rather stupid sounding knight. now it was time to see if these little squishy heroes would play with him.

(i hope this is ok, well better)

 

[Gaius Danius Griinia]

Arcus (Alpina Too)

"Mr A, I've set up a domain within the city. Now you don't have to worry about the others making things boring" said the diminutive Alpina as she ran over to Arcus. Smiling even more widely than usual, Arcus strummed a few cords on his sitar. Looking down at the chaos below him and his assitant. Arcus could see fear, anguish, terror and death. All of these things flowed into him from the shrieking mortals, nourishing him and increasing his power. Just another day at work thought Arcus as he began to strum a little tune. Alpina understood what was about to happen so she immediately held up Arcus's staff and activated her Broadcasting magic. As if on cue Arcus began to sing. Playing his sitar and singing along, he began to walk along the edge of the building they stood on. Teleporting down with Alpina in tow, he walked through the wreckage of a house that was filled with the impaled and gushing bodies of the family that lived there. From there he walked into the street where he saw people try to desperately jump and climb over the rubble blocking their path. Teleporting near a pile of massive logs, he directed it to fall on them while he hit the chorus of his song. Now that these people were taken care of, he teleported to a nearby building where a mother on the verge of mental collapse was frantically trying to wake her dead children.

Wandering over to a store clerk hurriedly trying to save the contents of his store. Arcus shatters his windows and glass objects with magic. Then he notices a group of people loading all the materials they can gather into a large cart to transport elsewhere. Putting his arm around the crying clerk, Arcus pointed them out. It looked as if they still might pull things together with what they were able to get. So Arcus telekinetically rolled large bits of rubble from above onto their cart. The two evildoers then walked the streets of the besieged city, taking in the utter despair of the people. Then to round out the song, Arcus teleported into a crowded plaza where people run for their lives or lay dead on the ground. The corpses seemed to be able to sing along perfectly, accompanying Arcus and Alpina quite well. Arcus then leapt atop the remains of the plaza fountain as the corpses rose and held their hands up. With one final "YEAH!", the corpses went back to death and the song was over.

Arcus was pleased with the events happening so far, he didn't have to do much and the city has been ruined. "That was a 8/10 performance, Mr A" said Alpina as she clapped for him. "Only 8/10?" asked the curious Devil as he poked her forehead. "Mhmm, your footing was a bit off and I would have liked to see more destruction" replied the small girl as she handed the staff she had used to broadcast with back to Arcus. Thanks to their little song, people could see how bad things are across the ENTIRE city AND he got to have a bit of fun.

 

[. D O V E]

A hum haunted the throne room of the sky fortress. No, it wasn't a pleasant sound. Instead, it sounded like it could wake the dead up so they could slap the songstress and sew her mouth close. Alas! It would be an unwise feat to do to a demon princess- a being rumored to be capable of crushing an entire city with a flick of her wrist.

Indeed! It was Princess Vexana Vexane Vivex (the VERY Vengeful) who has been blessing the almost-empty hall with a dreadful song. The shapely royalty floated in circles lazily, her dark locks dancing with the wind as she did so.

It wasn't long before her sanguine eyes found the room's other occupant- Immeral. How long has it been ever since they became besties? It has only been a few centuries ever since he woke her up from her deep slumber. She noticed that a lot of things have changed during her absence. The thought ignited something within her- she felt like someone who planted a seed, went on a lengthy holiday, and came back to reap juicy fruits. What a lovely feeling!

The grin on her face faltered when she remembered the past centuries. Vex has been teaching and waiting for Immeral to get familiar with her powers. Sure, those involved a lot of hands-on activities, but they weren't sufficient. She couldn't blame him though; suddenly acquiring power unmatched by anything or anyone (not counting her family, because nobody cares about them!) was no easy task. His progress and achievements so far have made her glad, but she needed more.

Finally, Immeral pried his gaze away from the crystal ball to look at her, "Vex, why don't you come over here and look at all those fools trying to fight their way out there."

The demoness flew towards the warlock, sat on the throne's extravagant armrest before she leaned forward to look at the chaos. She was just in time to see the heroes down Amelia's ice giants. "Well, well, well. These squishies seem to be different than the rest, don't you agree?" Vex raised a brow, "Most of them are dull and predictable- often running around like a bunch of headless chickens or crying to spare their children. How boring! But look at these ones- look at the fire in their eyes. It's so cute! I bet they'll look even better once they realized that they're all about to die!" she giggled.

The remarkable squad of heroes was composed of colorful characters: A zombie girl with her little sword, a handsome guy that looks like Ms. Frosty, an idiot in a weird armor, and another armored fool with an ENORMOUS greatsword who spoke like pre-slumber squishies! There was also an orc, but Vex was unsure if he counts as a hero since he seemed to be as disastrous as Amelia's giants.

Suddenly, Immeral's other goons popped in the show. Vex laughed, moving from the armrest to sit on his lap instead while snaking an arm behind his torso. "Hmmm, I like your dragon friend- Telith. He uses my favorite word. I think he deserves a raise for that." she commented while watching the said man transform into his oversized form. Then the crystal ball showed Arcus and his small friend turning the ruined city into their stage. "Hmmm, Arcus is mediocre. His little theatrics has potential, but he spends too much time with my father's book- like a certain nerd that I used to know." Vex uttered, leaning onto Immeral's chest, making sure not to poke him with her horns.

"Speaking of that nerd- have I told you the story of how I defiled my father's library?" her pace was unhurried as she fluttered her eyelashes innocently, "You see, everyone in the family knows that daddy relishes in creating and collecting grimoires. Books with varying powers and strange features- some of them are even conscious, as you can see. He valued them a lot that he delegated A3 to guard his library. Such great prestige handed to my beloved older brother- everybody talked about him for decades." she used her free hand to trace Immeral's jawline slowly, "But I decided that I didn't 't like it. I didn't 't like whenever I heard lower demons celebrating A3. I didn't like the way his pretty face turned smug whenever he caught even the tiniest hints of praises. I didn't like it whenever he acted condescending, as though he deserved every attention. So what do you think did I do when I visited the library only to found out that he became close with one of the sentient grimoires?" she moved to whisper against his ear, "...I burned the grimoire right in front of his eyes."

A fit of laughter erupted from the demoness after that as she withdrew from him, settling back to her prior position on his lap. "The look on A3's face was priceless! The celebrated prince who failed to keep both his duty and friend, desperate for my neck! He swung his mighty ax around and slung his spells at me like a blind buffoon! He damaged daddy's library badly- so I thought to myself, 'Hey! Daddy will surely get angry. I should kill brother!' And so I did! I drove a spear made out of my dark constructs. Straight. Through. His. Heart." Vex pressed a finger against Immeral's chest with each of the last few words.

She laughed a bit more until it died down to give way for a frown. "But, of course, daddy didn't like what I did. He claimed that I shouldn't have killed A3. He said that I have defiled his library, ruined his books, and misplaced a few. Daddy NEVER appreciates ME!" fury unraveled in her crimson eyes, as though the flames of the underworld itself raged through it, "So I decided that I didn't like daddy. I decided that he should suffer the same fate as A3! I DECIDED THAT HE SHOULD PERISH!" At this point, the fuming V3 was at face-level with Immeral. She fixed her gaze at him for a few quiet seconds, breathing heavily before calming down.

"And he will perish by my hands with the help of my bestie, won't he? We're not wasting time laying siege on a useless village, aren't we? You're not keeping me here- in a boring fortress for naught, aren't you?" Suddenly, her eyes shone with mirth, and her lips spread into a smile, "I can't wait to see the Overworld succumb to the power of my favorite squishy~!"

Quinlan63

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelia
Amelia was enjoying the view of the city. Watching it crumble and burn as her ice giants did their job. Though the smile on her lips started to disappear as she watched the heroes band together to take down the first of the ice giants. She couldn't exactly see what was going on but she could tell one's attack caused more destruction than her ice giant and she appreciated that. Amelia looked over at her other side where Magdalyn stood. She could feel the energy bouncing off the girl as well as see it. Amelia was honestly surprised by how long the girl lasted before she made the excuse of going to scout the heroes. "Be careful Magdalyn. I would hate to find your body." Amelia smiled fondly at the girl as she jumped off the cliff. Amelia would never admit it, nor show it to others but she would be sad if the girl died. Not that she would with my training. Amelia point her palm at the ground and an almost exact replica of Khal formed. (made of ice of course). The ice wolf looked up at its master waiting for orders. "Keep an eye on her." With that the ice wolf ran off after Magdalyn.
Amelia didn't feel the need to create another ice golem for she saw her allies start appearing throughout the town. She knew once Arcus showed up her presence was no longer needed. She sent a mental message to the ice wolf she just sent to Magdalyn, telling it that she should come back to base when done. After that the ice horse Amelia was on turned around and galloped off, Khal running along beside them.
Interaction: CherryTart ​

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Alec
Alec was very much relieved when other joined him in combat. There was no way he was going to be able to fight the giant golems alone. After all ice vs ice was not a good match. Out of what seemed like no where Alec heard "EXPLOSION FIST" and a man in an Iron suit? flew by him. The attack did a lot of damage to the golem, causing it to loose its leg but didn't have a landing plan. That was when more people began to show up and Alec couldn't keep track of who was who but one thing for sure was that he was happy so many people were here to help......the the orc didn't seem like he was. He was causing more damage than the golems were. "Watch where you are firing! We are trying to protect the city not destroy it!" It didn't take long for more villains to show up once the two golems started to go down. Alec was not happy because he knew who they were too. "Shit." He was not expecting the one the only "Devil's Showman" to show up. He hear a lot out him and not in the good sense. THis was not a battle they were going to win easily. Why are they sending their strongest fighters for such a petty city? They were so quiet. What changed?

Alec managed to help the weird girl get her sword out of the ice before the golem went down. Luna came rushing to his side and he pulled his staff up in a defensive position. Unlike his sister, Alec didn't specialize in making living constructs, which in this situation was a pity. There was no way he wanted to get near these guys but knew he had too. Alec held his free hand like he was holding a sword. Ice formed over his hand and then crawled out to stake the shape of a sword. "Well Luna. Looks like today is going to be a rough one." The she wolf pressed up against his leg to make sure she was as close to him as possible. "Be careful." He said to the girl he just helped. "These are no easy targets."

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[Quinlan63]

Immeral kept watching the carnage and the futile efforts of the heroes when Vex finally made it over to him. "Yes they do seem to have a bit more fight in them than the usual ones that we come across," he replied. "Not like it will do them any good in the long run but they might become useful, after wwe have a little fun with them." Immeral wasn't expecting any of them to follow him willing of course and thanks to all he has learned from Vex he should be able to control anyone who has had there will completely destroyed. With a few other tricks picked up he had an idea to deal with them already that should work well enough.

Moments later Arcus and Telith both showed up (which he didn't remember them going as well) causing their own kind of havoc. Vex sat down in his lap to get a better look but he had a feeling there was something more to it. He doubted she was gonna try and manipulate him with her power since he had cast mind blank when he woke up just like everyday. Not like he minded it since it had become a common thing she had done during the past few hundred years that they have know each other. "Yes I guess we can see about a reward for Telith if you so wish it. As for Arcus it can't be helped when he only cares for making things interesting for himself.... And others I guess."

Next thing he knew his focus had been taken away from the city to Vex as she leaned into his chest. She started to go and tell him the story of her brother and the events that transpired with her killing him and her punishment. It was actually something she would tell him again every once in awhile but everytime she spoke with such energy you would be fooled that the events had just happened the day before. He just let her go on and listened without interruption trying to not act like it was the thousand time he heard the story. When she got to the end reminding him that he needed to help Vex kill her father she led with the a question he wasn't expecting. He really did wonder though why she needed to ask when they can read each other's minds.

"Worry not, the others needed to stretch their legs after all this time of inactivity. We will conquer the world and with army I amass we shall march into the underworld killing anyone who gets in our way. And when the last enemy has fallen and you stand above the dead corpse of your father, you will become Queen of the Underworld." Immeral meant every single word he said and nothing in the world would make him go back on it. This went far beyond the contract they made all those years ago. Time has made place for her in his heart that he would never allow others, granted he tries to not show it in front of the others to keep up appearances.

Looking back to his crystal ball e could see that Amelia had her fill and was heading back. He didn't want to wait to speak with her and get things going so he opened a gate right in her path sending her straight to the the throne room. He had some of his unseen servants in the room stop her ice horse before it had the chance to run into something.

"Welcome back Amelia, I've been awaiting your return so we can plan out increasing our forces. If I remember correctly you have a gift for recruiting followers that we need to utilize better."

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[GamerKitty205]

Yuna Null
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Yuna gave up on pulling the sword, or at least on her own power. With a twist of her hand the sword disappeared... Along with a chunk of the ice. Maybe she should have spent more time figuring out how her magic works. Oh well? The zombie decided to just try brute force. She kicked the ice and it cracked a bit, but not much else.

"I'll be fine. I'm pretty durable," Yuna told the elf guy. "But if you can help with ice monsters that would be nice. I'm not doing much."

Yuna kicked the ice one final time before realizing she was doing nothing. Waving by to the elf guy she turned to try and find something she'd be more helpful on. Yuna spotted a dragon person standing on the top of a building and yelling about stupid humans. Yuna ran over towards the building and began sending out a volley of throwing daggers at the dragon.

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[Pilgrim59]

Marchelieu & Montpelier
Order of Île de Jardin - Requiem League Attaché
Silesia, Contested Frontier

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Camp Charlemagne
(half an hour prior)​

The late knights came in tow, weary of their recent round up of their comrades. The Order's camp resided a couple hundred miles behind the frontlines, overlooking the valley below, housing knights and initiates alike. Where the others slept where they fought, the encampment was home to men and women of whom had been reassigned to support the Requiem League's operations - a luxury home to those of ill-afforded careers and endless sorties. Disheartening glooms and restless eyes wandered the dark sky. Where the light was all but to be extinguished, a glint of black and white reproached their distractions.

Donning their rugged armor and contrasting palettes of worn valor, the enigmatic duos made their way past the chevaliers, of whom were quick to guide their hands towards their chest - saluting the commanders. What was once a rugged collection of demoralized soldiers, was now endowed with a reignited fire in their eyes. Despite her stern facade, the paladin's firm gaze and her companion's resolute eyes were quick to lift their spirits, all the while dispelling their worries. The commanders’ presence glided past the tarps, where their compatriots awaited. The desk was laden with maps and unmarked orders.

"Attention!" one of them shouted, prompting the rest to follow suit with their pristine, synchronized salutes.

Eyeing her circle briefly, the Bellian commander dismissed their salutes, and turned towards the grand map, before inserting herself.

"Any reports since our departure?"

"Intelligence have confirmed visuals on hostile infiltration at this village here." the lieutenant reported, pointing towards the location on the desk.

"Sightings of a floating fortress, most likely the Dark Lord's, Commander. The League have made contact with hostile ice giants. They are being engaged at this time. The refugees are mostly accounted for. Nothing else of note to report."

"Very well. Keep us informed of the fortress's movements and any surrounding activities. Requisition a pair of dragon riders from the Chapter Master. We are leaving in two wakes. Carry on with your concurrent objectives and dispatches. Dismissed."

The others quickly saluted the commander, before making haste outside, leaving Marchelieu and Montpelier to their own contemplations. Walking alongside Marchelieu in silence, Montpelier had an array of thoughts clouding his mind as his suspicions of the dark powers had been confirmed by the sighting of the floating fortress. Turning towards Marchelieu he took a deep sigh as he made eye contact with her. After their recent return from the field, it was safe to assume that their next deployment will not go as smoothly as all things considered. Perhaps it was only natural for their burdensome duties to be their own pillars of vigor.

“Do you think we have we mustered sufficient strength for this impending threat? Or should we submit further requests to the masters for further gathering of knights?”

"The Masters have their hands full with the bleeding on other fronts. We will have to make do, cousin." she gave him a look of concealed concerns, unbeknownst to her own contemplations.

"If the Lord of Shadow's fortress is in play, then that is where we should present ourselves…" Marchelieu continued, patting Montpelier's shoulder, as she brushed aside the stacks of orders on the desk, and procuring two glasses of cognac.

Standing alongside his cousin he’d too begin to analyze some of the papers, specifically those that entailed the logistics and reconnaissance reports to plan the movement of their troops. Marchelieu fixed her gaze upon the map, as she took a sip from her glass.

“I suppose we have to make do… reports have come in that the forces of evil have finally made their move once again. Some poor border villages have been razed and resistance has been futile.” Setting down the papers he’d thoughtlessly look out the opening of the tent to the outdoors.

“Looks like peace won’t prevail for long… I’m afraid merely pushing them back to the borders won’t be enough like before. Why don’t we raze the lands of evil and end this back n’ forth feud once and for all!?” Turning back to his cousin with a rare eccentric look of fierceness in his eyes as a bloodthirsty aura seeped out beneath his cloak.

Even Marchelieu would concur with her cousin's frustrations. The war took a toll on their peaceful lives, as it evaporated the hopes of childless men and orphaned younglings. What Montpelier consolidated in his furies, was all the more familiar in their common goals to return home to their beloved. Placing her armored fist against her chest, where her personal letter resided beneath her armor, Marchelieu let out a heavy exhale.

"Hate is a powerful ally at an opportune time, cousin. Belay your zeal, lest we fall victim to our own expedited emotions. There is a fine line between necessities and personal grievances, and I am keen on getting you home to Jaylene in one piece."

The tempestuous gale brushed quickly turned the two from their thoughtful concerns, signaling the dragon knights' arrival.

"Justice will prevail, I assure you. Come, cousin. T'is time for us to depart once again." Marchelieu said, hoping to dissuade her cousin from his prolonged fatigues.

“Aye… justice shall prevail.” nodded Montpelier, as he downed his glass in one gulp. He’d whistle for the auxiliary clerk outside to enter the tent as he began tidying up all the papers and dismantling of the tent. Motioning towards the exit of the tent, Montpelier followed Marchelieu out and made their way to the improvised stables. Passing by the quartermaster, Marchelieu withdrew her letter and handed it over to the man, who gave her a salute before setting course towards a runner. Albeit short in nature, there were much to be left unspoken by the duty-bound paladin, as she eyed the quartermaster off.

As Marchelieu and Montpelier strapped themselves upon their saddles, a few light taps on their pilots' shoulders prompted their readiness. The small runway was cleared of obstacles, as the ground crews rounded up their final inspections. With all of their equipment in tow, the crew commander loaded his mana dialer and raised his voice.

"Saber One-One, Tower, span check."

"Span check concluded." the first rider replied over his mana-crystal amulet.

"Saber One-Two, span check."

"Harness is secured, Saber One-Two is good to go." the second rider nodded with a thumb up.

"Saber flights of two earth wyverns, two passengers, inspection complete. You are clear for takeoff."

The riders would give their thumbs up gesture towards the crew commander, as the initiate on the ground leaned to his side. Upon his direct hand gesture towards the horizon, the dragons shrieked, as they pedaled themselves towards the cliff. Upon their fall, they quickly gave a few flaps and glided towards the treeline, where the fog would conceal their low-altitude approach.

Silesia's Outskirt
(current time)​

The northern climate had come into view as the temperature had dropped significantly from the mild climate before. The duos’ travel had made it to their eventual destination of which there had been signs of an ice giants and demonic forces seeping through. Montpelier signaled to the dragon riders a safe clearing to be dropped at a distance from the apparent sighting of an ice giant.

Marchelieu and Montpelier quickly made their touchdown, before reeling a twirling hand signal towards their pilots. No words were exchanged, as the pilots acknowledged the paladin's gestures and quickly made their vertical takeoff, disappearing above the forest canopy.

Securing their backpacks and gears, the two quickly maneuvered through the forest. They remained silent throughout their approach of the village, using only hand gestures and collaborated eye contacts to navigate their course. Before long, they had stumbled upon the scene where the battle was taking place. Marchelieu scanned their peripheral surroundings, before catching sight of the floating fortress in the distance.

The sight of the castle was astonishing and had Montpelier’s blood boil with eagerness before spectating the battle once again and cooling himself down. Watching the sturdy young human combating the giant with relative ease with a massive greatsword. Upon closer inspection of the man, a symbol of the order was quite visible on the man’s appearance which caught him by surprise.

“What’s a knight doing without comrades doing out here? There was no mention in the reports…” Montpelier gave a brief glance over to his cousin before examining their surroundings to get a proper bearing and ready for movement with his hand ready on his hilt.

"A peculiar sight to behold. But we can inquire of his disposition later." Marchelieu remarked.

Making sight of a relatively tall building in the center of the area he’d point to it for Marchelieu to see.

“Let’s get a better outlook on the situation from that church. Perhaps do some lessening of the invading populace.”

"A sound plan, cousin. As expected of a terrain specialist. Very well, I shall take point." Marchelieu smiled slightly, as she leapt forward, drawing her sword forward with her left hand supporting its weight.

The two make their approach towards the church, avoiding any contact with the enemy. Paving their way past the underlying creeks and shrubs, Marchelieu and Montpelier traded their peripheral lookout, covering one another's movements. Cutting through the collapsed buildings and archways, the Bellian duos maneuvered their way covertly under the cover of the buildings, clearing room by room before passing by the church's backyard. Crawling past the perished civilians and the kicked up soil around them, the two evaded a majority of the demonic minions around them. There, they stumbled upon a locked door that paved way to the bell tower. Marchelieu and Montpelier stacked up against the stone cold wall, as they prepared themselves to make entry.

"You're up, cousin." Marchelieu said, prompting the man to cut the lock with his sword, all the while covering his back with her sword raised forward.

Acknowledging the order he nodded before gripping the hilt of his bastard-sword and readily pulled it out. Staring at the door, he searched for any weaknesses of his opponent before swiftly striking down the door and kicking in any remaining resistance. Storming the entrance he checked his corners for any signs of life which seemed vacant as the parish must have either been evacuated or suffered a worse fate.

The two breached into the silent sanctum, of which was once vacated by holy choirs and Sundae praises. The waning echoes of the empty chapel concealed their own evils, as the two quickly ascended the bell tower, where they settled in and caught sight of the situation around and below them. Unveiling and unfolding a pair of string-held net, Marchelieu and Montpelier laid low beneath the window. Their netting went over their backs, concealing their seemingly dormant state, as well as their intents. The two caught sight of several combatants that were engaged with the ice golems in the distance.

"This spot would suffice for now. Let us make haste, lest the League bereave us of our cause." Marchelieu whispered, as she erected her sword forward, aiming down the ridges of the blade towards the target. The blade extended further into a long sword.

"I have a visual on a giant. Far side opposite of the fork road. Lend me your strength, cousin." she continued, channeling her mana up her sword, as she spread her legs against the wooden floor, stabilizing her stance.

Lying on the floor alongside his cousin Montpelier made visual of said target as he gripped his sword and begin channeling mana; preparing to use his spells. “Let us strike down the invading infidels.”

A sharp inhale, followed by a shallow exhale. Marchelieu's sword retracted briefly before sliding forward again, letting off a high velocity streak of light that seemed like a fiery steel bolt. A reticent, yet audible pomf! echoed across the village, followed by a brief fume of smoke that quickly dissipated from Marchelieu's blade. She managed the recoil against her wrist and shoulder with a certain assertion of control, as a distinctive whistling shriek made its way towards the giant. The shot was manipulated by Montpelier's anti-gravitational spell mid-air, furthering Marchelieu's intended aim, as if guiding an arrow at point-blank. The impact quickly embedded itself inside the giant's frost-laden apex. Before long, another streak of amber-lit tracer found its mark once more into the same spot.

"By the light of our forefathers' torch. Ignite with purpose." Marchelieu muttered softly, as her right eye glowed brightly, triggering her spell.

The giant's wound quickly sparked into flame, burning the target from the top to bottom. As the giant had its meltdown, the paladin followed suit with the cleric's peripheral call-outs. One by one, Marchelieu would again readjust for her next targets, quickly putting a multitude of flaming rounds across the village, cutting down the demonic minions that attempted to converge on the heroes below. With the help of their newfound crow's nest that oversaw most of the village, the two Jardinieres put their marksmanship to good use.


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[CherryTart]

Magdalyn​

Destruction. Chaos. Heroes.

The young snow-elf's hands shook as her eyes darted around the battlefield, taking in the multitude of events that happened in such quick succession of one another. After the ice giant was dealt with, so swiftly, she finally got a decent view of the heroes themselves. A rag-tag group that had banded together at the sight of destruction, how typical. Heroes were always so predictable. So amusing. So fun to play with. Yet, so annoying. At least they had a cute elf among them this time.

She was back to tingling, a giddy excitement rising in her while her allies besieged the town. However, Magdalyn remained still in her cover avoiding the battle she just watched. Group battles were straining for her. She pressed against the side of the small building she had taken for cover, poking her head out just in the smallest amount to get a good view at the battle that was taking place without her. She continuously contemplated getting involved, jumping in for a quick sneak attack from the shadows to take at least one of the heroes down with minimal effort. That was boring. She preferred to slowly rip the life from them.

The sight of a certain other snow elf changed her mind completely. Her pull for sadism and torture was cut off by Alec. The twin.

Someone who made her want to kill as quickly as possible.

An icy mist dropped from her palms to the ground, pale blue in color. It drifted along the ground around her feet as a set of two small blades of ice rapidly formed in her hands. They were fragile and cracked when she wrapped her hands around the hilts that had just finished forming. A pair of ice daggers had been crafted in her palms and they were brittle, fragile, almost completely useless in battle but for a distraction. If she had taken a minute, or perhaps longer, to craft them they would be as strong as steel but at the rate she formed them they were as fragile as glass.

Within moments of their creations the two daggers were launched at Alec, and a mischievous smirk was brought onto Magdalyn's lips as she used her small ice steps to scale the building beside her. In battle, she usually smiled at her enemy's pain, their suffering and helplessness but with the attack on Alec it was a smirk like that of a child when they have done something wrong. She knew she was getting away with something naughty and relished in it. If the blades hit they would probably shatter immediately and leave no damage, but Magdalyn hoped it would prove enough of a distraction for someone else to take care of Alec. How she longed to destroy him. Why did Amelia have to have such a grotesque love for her twin.

Just as quickly as her daggers were launched Magdalyn was sprinting. If she stayed put she would be discovered, or collateral damage in the battle accidentally killed by one of her companions. The heroes were one thing in a fight but her side was another danger. So, Magdalyn kept on the move sprinting across the thatch roof leaping over to another building next to it, one that had been half-destroyed in the chaos.

She formed a few more of her daggers, just as weak as before, and sent them soaring across the battlefield with a lack of precision. Some may have hit, but most would probably miss. She was not a ranged attacker. The blades were randomly thrown at heroes. One towards the cute elf hero, she simply wanted his attention really. And a third one towards one of the members of the Order of Ile de la Jardin. She had a clear overview of the battlefield from the building and decided to crouch down and keep put.

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[Astrylan]

Yufárei

Yufárei was thinking about how to take down a small dragon, when a dagger made of ice came flying at him from behind. He parried it away, changing it's trajectory so little, that the dagger instead broke upon hitting the ground rather than his dagger. "Who would bother with such flimsy dagg-?" He stopped himself mid thought as he dodged an attack from the dragon with almost no room to spare. "Alright, I was the dumb one there, wasn't I." He searches around but fails to find the culprit of the dagger, so he decides to get a slightly different view.
Using a bit of earth magic, he creates a wall taller than all of the nearby buildings, and shortly after, spots someone hiding on a roof. He looks straight at her long enough for her to notice, before he launches himself towards her using a bit of wind. While in the air, he forms a few firebolts, and fires them off before landing on the roof a few feet away from the- "Eh? An Elf?" Caught by surprise for a split second, this was most likely all the time the snow elf needed to either run, or attack.


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[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelia
What Amelia was not expecting was for a portal to open right in front of her, leading her into the throne room. Her ice horses tried skidding to a stop and almost hit the wall if it wasn't for Immeral's unseen servants. Luckily Khal was able to stop pretty quickly. Once the ice horse stopped Amelia slid off its back. Cracks started to form all over its body before shattering. "Lord Immeral, Princess Vex." Amelia did a quick bow. She wanted to complain about the sudden portal but she knew it had to be important for Immeral to make it. "How can I be of service?" By this point Khal had returned to her side.

When Immeral told her he wanted to gain a larger force, a wicked grin formed on her lips. "Oh it will be my pleasure Lord Immeral." Recruitment was one of he favorite things. Amelia always gave off a Queen like aura. There were few who were really affected by it, Immeral and Vex were in that group. With her strong personality and her persuasiveness (more like threatening) it was fairly easy for her. With one last bow to the two, Amelia pulled out and activated a portal crystal. She knew exactly where to start. Poorer towns where usually easy targets for those that were starving would do anything for food, and homeless for shelter. Khal and Amelia walked through the portal that would lead them to the town. Amelia shut off her frost burn aura for it was not needed in a town such as this.

It wasn't long till she had a small following. With a (fake) soft smile, the promise of a better life, and a little show of her powers, it was easy to recruit people. Granted it may not exactly be what Immeral was looking for but Amelia always saw potential in these kinds of people. Some didn't even know they have magic in their blood and Amelia planned on being the one to bring them to the 'light'.

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[Gaius Danius Griinia]

AURIER

Aurier got up from where he had been placed by his rescuer and watched as he and others dispatched the last giant. Then as he got up to join them, he saw someone he never thought he'd see here. Twirling out his sitar as he delighted in the slaughter, it was his Uncle Arcus Advantage. The fires of his rage caused his armor to burst into flames. This was the man responsible for the death of his ENTIRE FAMILY. He may not have liked the House of Advantage, but they still gave birth to his beloved mother. However, as much as Aurier wanted to tear Arcus apart; he understood the gap in their strength. All he would do is smolder and burn before Arcus reduced him to ashes. So he ran in the opposite direction, despising his inner weakness. Finding a family trapped under some rubble, Aurier used his enhanced strength to clear the obstructions so they could escape. From there he went about saving innocent people, their safety being a top priority. When Aurier managed to save a small boy pinned under a pillar, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

When he looked up, he was somewhere else in the city. It looked relatively close by, given he recognized the buildings. The world has gained an odd hue, the destruction around Aurier seemed to have been frozen in time. This was near where he fought the ice giants. Something caught his eye, it was a clash between two people. His rescuer from before moved through the air in his assault of a strange looking female elf. The attack looped and looped as Aurier got a better look at it. He had good momentum and his fireballs would have done some damage. Though it looks like at the last second, he hesitated. Aurier's eyes widened inside of his helmet as he realized what this was. It was a vision of a current event, one that could end terribly. The pain in his head returned and Aurier closed his eyes. Upon opening them, he found himself back in reality. Breaking into a sprint, he used Reinforcement to boost his speed and agility. There he saw the two individuals from his vision. His rescuer had already made his move and the hesitation was there. Leaping into the air, Aurier threw himself into a fiery flying kick aimed at the strangers back.

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The warlock's response brought a pleased smile to the demoness' face. "The Queen of the Underworld," she repeated his words, her fondness to the idea apparent, "And you'll be the King of the Overworld." Vex read his mind, happy to find nothing but sincerity in it. She shot Immeral a knowing smirk when he continued to think about her.

It didn't take long for Immeral to return his attention to the chaos. Vex silently watched when he conjured a portal for Amelia, bringing her to their presence. She couldn't help but giggle when the ice mage bowed to them. Being able to read Immeral's mind meant that she could also access other's. Amelia didn't like showing inferiority, and Vex was well aware of it.

"I'm going with the snowblower," she told Immeral, "Don't miss me too much, my squishy!"

The demoness transformed into a raven after a show of darkness, flying after the snow elf right before her portal closed.

The raven soared above the poverty-stricken town the entire time during Amelia's speech. Upon noticing that the other female had gathered a crowd, Vex perched onto her shoulder. Crimson eyes found cerulean ones, "Well, well, well. It seems like you've gathered quite a crowd, Snow Queen." she whispered, voice bound with sarcasm, "Do tell me- what do you plan to do with these pathetic mortals? They look like they haven't eaten for days. I doubt they can even lift swords- much less, cast spells. Are you going to nurse them back to health? Teach them how to use swords? That's cute, but all I see are wastes of resources." The raven shifted into a serpent, loosely looping herself around Amelia's neck, "But I can offer a sssolution." the snake moved to face the woman.

"Kill them, and I will bring them back as loyal undead. The undead doesn't require resources, and they won't care about false promises." Vex laughed, her eyes never leaving Amelia's, "What do you say?"

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[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Telith
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Telith waited for a moment to see their reaction, the first one to make a move was some undead girl? wasn't that miss vex's domain? how strange and it was throwing small metal objects at him. the throwing draggers hitting Teliths body and doing very little aside from a few getting stuck in his scales. "aww, your just a boring little zombie i was expecting more" Telith said with a disappointed frown, he was really expecting more from them, until multiple flaming explosions crashed into his side leaving multiple wounds dripping a neon blue substance that once hitting the ground exploding again. Leaving Telith buried in heap of flaming rubble. Moments later the flames where snuffed out, the heat being siphoned off. Shaking some of the rubble off Telith didn’t bother actually looking at what had shot at him his side letting loose a massive energy blast that carved its way through the base of the church building causing the structure to begin to collapse. Admittedly it was a definite waste of his energy but Telith wasn’t exactly thinking straight everything hurt. Blasting the rest of the rubble away form his body Telith leaped into the air in a attempt to get airborne. “So your not so squishy after all, I like that mabye we will keep you around?” Smiling a little ask he spoke, watching a orc fumble around with chucks of junk looking form something, he already knew who the orc was after all he did have orders not to kill him just yet, although these were not Immeral’s orders. Regardless he was almost done here, just needed to find one particular squishy human and then he could be gone.

 

[Quinlan63]

Once Vex left off with Amelia Immeral decided it was time to get some things done to get his plans for world domination in action. He had learned a way to place spells that he knew into other items for later use. It wasn't perfect yet since most of these items required for him to recharge but he was able to get the flying spell stable enough to create his floating fortress. There were rings that can open portals, staffs that launch fireballs, and even suits of armor that had the invincibility spell (with a failsafe spell that kills the wearer in case of traitors in a blaze of fire as hot as the sun). These were ll go things to work with but he had something better that was going to help speed things along. Walking outside he was met with the bright sun burning bright on this day that his minions and allies decided to lay siege to an entire town. Looking back into his crystal ball he noticed even more had joined in the battle giving him more subjects for his experiment. Walking to the edge of the fortress where one could easily fall and die he found a large construct made of five circular crystal lenses. Each was layered from bigger to smaller with mythril being use to keep them connected. It was a prototype for his "Eclipse Cannon" that he had come up with when thought about other way he could destroy cities other than summon meteors from the sky. He was planning on making a better one but for now it would do.

Cast Telepathic Bond between him and Magdalyn, Telith, and Arcus. "If none of you want to die get out of there I'm going t be testing my toy." Not waiting for anyone's response knowing well enough that they new he wasn't messing around he raised his hand ready to cast his spells. In quick succession Immeral cast each one of his attack spells with each getting caught in the crystal lenses. Each passed through each lense increasing in power and mixing together until they fired out across the sky as a large beam heading straight for the center of the town. Looking at his crystal ball he waited to see the results of his experiment.

(Run if you want to live)

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