Dark Age Legends

[Xorlak]

(Draven and his evil army have taken over the once peaceful Romme castle, totally destroying the surrounding town.  The only surviving warrior of Romme seems to be Iduran (although barely), who's unconscious lying in the battlefield.  Draven's goal seems to be finding some sort of sword, though right now he's preoccupied with tracking down and eliminating the elusive traitor Scorch.  Sigilus, the ninja mercenary hired by Draven, is fighting Duilin, the more recent traitor.)

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Upon reaching the top of the long staircase, Draven slammed the door open and walked out onto the balcony of the tower.  Although he wasn't on the highest tower, this one was closer to the edge of the castle, so he could probably get a better view of (what was) the town from here.  Leaning on the edge of the stone blocks, he scanned below for signs of movement, but his vision was impeded a bit from a thin fog that was developing on the ground in the cool morning air.  He could identify in the distance perhaps three or four small groups still engaged in combat, however.  But he was too far away to see distinguishing characteristics.

"Blast... no matter.  One flash of lightning is all I need..."

[Xorlak]

(What is this?  Has everyone flaked out on me already?  Heh...)

Iduran stirred in response to the clamor around him.  The throwing star in his side was hurting badly... but this was a good sign, since he was numb a while ago...  With great effort he removed the jagged metal and pressed down on the open wound.  Rolling to his side, he noticed an unconsumed healing potion inches from his face.  What luck!  He immediately drank it.  It was too weak to heal his wounds, but it at least gave him a little strength.

He managed to rise to his knees, then to his feet.  With one hand on his wound and the other carrying his sword, dragging on the ground, he began to stumble away from the castle, towards the southern gate of the town...

[Mark of the Dragon]

The flame consumed the top part of his uniform, exposing his bare chest. He glared at Duilin and shouted, "That was my favorite uniform! Now you pay!" It was barely in the blink of an eye that Sigilus leapt toward his enemy and began unloading every kick he knew. In short, repeat of a Jet Li fight scene.

[Cesque]

"Seems this weakling Iduran has some strength in himself, after all..."

"But I'd best settle my score with some martial artist."

Suddenly, a few feet before Sigilius, air began to reveal a posture of Scorch as he walked from under his invisibility spell, coming at Sigilius with open hands (one holding his staff), chanting some spell formulas.

He was no longer invisible, as it was impossible to keep two powerful self-enchantments at once, but streams of electricity coursed around his body. The spell knowsn as lightning shield. Any movement other than of caster in the general vicinity of him would cause electric stream to head toward the source of it.

Scorch then stood in battle stance, one foot in the back, one in the front, crouched a bit, held the staff with both hands and pointed it directly at Sigilius, looking at him with his eyes from underneath his hair. Streams of electricity coursed through him.

"Enough." - he said, and a stream of electricity "accelerated" on his staff, faster and faster, then split into about 6-7 little streams which evaded Duilin and struck Sigilius in different parts of bare his chest, usually focusing on his heart.

[Xorlak]

(Cesque, remember that you can't actually hit other players with your attacks.  Just throw them and the other player will decide whether to get hit or not.)

Draven's eyes were beginning to grow heavy.  He?d barely slept since the day before yesterday, after all.  He uninterestingly watched the battlefield from atop the tower, but his wait was not long?  Suddenly he spotted streams of electricity sparking in the distance.

?Got ya??

He squinted to see Scorch?s invisibility wearing off, and streams of electricity emanating from his body.

?So you ditch me to go fight someone else, huh??  He said in a low voice.  ?Well now, that?s rather rude?  I?ll just have to teach you some manners??

He began to cackle manically and leapt off the side of the tower with no regard to the height.   His cape unfurled in the few seconds of free fall, but his decent slowed as he gathered the energy to levitate himself.  In another second, he was flying over the castle walls, then the battlefield, heading straight at the traitor with immense speed.  His body erupted in flame as he conjured the energy for his attack.

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Iduran turned around to see the source of the lightning.  Suddenly a man appeared out of nowhere, seeming with electricity.  Iduran knew he had to get out of there, but he couldn?t help but watch what he was going to do?

?That?s him? the wizard??

[Dude Man]

Duilin then jump out of the way evadeing Silgus's kick and then rolls off in the dirt, he then crawls over to Darions corps and swipes his cross-bow and get back up and fires an arrow at Silgus!

[Mark of the Dragon]

Sigilus focuses and the lightning and arrow both stop 3 centimeters from Sigilus's body. His eyes begin to glow, and although there is no breeze, his hair and clothes begin to wave. He, instead of lunging toward Duilin, heads straight for Scorch, ready to land a fatal strike to his Adam's Apple.

[Cesque]

(okay, Xorlak, sorry  Wink )

"Dammit!" - said Scorch, seeing how Siligius stopped his attack. - "Propably you won't stop THIS!"

Scorch began practicing staff strikes in the air, moving backward. As he moved, the electricity around him crackled. When he got enough distance, he focused and with extreme speed burst toward his opponent, waving staff in the air then he jumped at his foe, grabbed staff in both hands and froze in mid-air, just before Siglius' head, attempting to strike him in his head at full force accelerated by his energy aura.

[Dude Man]

Duilin then sees that Scorch and Silgus are now fighting so he decieded to attack Draven he runs toward Draven fireing an arrow and swinging his mace around.

[Xorlak]

As Draven approached Scorch from the air, he slowed down as Sigilus launched an attack of his own.

"Hmmm, may be interesting..."

He stopped a good fifty feet away from the two warriors, folded his arms and watched them battle, still hovering several feet from the ground.  It might be good to see what this Sigilus has to offer, after all.  Suddenly, an arrow flew though his waving cape, leaving a small hole as it came out the other end.  Draven's smirk left him as he looked down to see that other traitor charging at him, mace in full swing.

"You wretch!"

He extended his left fist, pointing two fingers at the charging soldier.  Immediately a narrow beam of crimson energy eminated from the tips.  The beam struck the ground a few feet infront of Duilin, causing a small explosion and much dust and smoke to engulf the charging soldier.

[Dude Man]

Duilin then choughs from the dust and then skakes his head from side to side and then starts to feal woozy and then sits down on the ground. He sneezes and then looks around abit "What the f--k is going on?!!?" He yells....Duilin then starts to feal tired and then falls asleep.....

[Xorlak]

Draven watched as the smoke cleared to see his target lying on the ground.  Chuckling, he let himself fall, landing next to the soldier.  With an evil grin, he extened his right palm in the direction of Duilin's head.  Surges of flame rotated around his hand as he powered up the finishing blow.

"Goodnight."

But before he released the deadly fireball, he happened to glance upwards.  On the other side of the battlefield, past the dueling Scorch and Sigilus, a wounded knight stood, clutching his side, sword in the other hand.  Draven recognized the blade immediately.

"The sword... YOU have it!"

Iduran gasped as he realized the most sinister of the warriors was looking straight at him...

Ignoring Duilin, Draven began to charge at Iduran with blazing speed...

[Dude Man]

Duilin's eyes then opened up and then he got up and saw that Draven was chargeing at Iduran so they were going to fight and then he saw Silgus and Scorch were fighting....Then he saw that he had nobody to fight anymore so he then lied back down and went to sleep....

[Xorlak]

Draven stopped in front of the wounded old knight, who managed to raise his sword.

"I belive you have something I want."

"... Oh?"

Draven grinned.  "What a splendid blade.  May I see it?"

"... You... filth!  You destroyed it all!  You took it all away!  And that's what you have to say to me!?"

Iduran knew he couldn't.  He didn't have the strength left.  But he did anyway.  He  lunged at Draven, attempting a diagonal downward slash.  Draven calmly sidestepped this and retorted by slapping Iduran in the chin with the back of his hand.  Iduran reared backwards, but managed to stay on his feet.

"You don't even know what you have, do you?"

Iduran scowled.

"Heh... perhaps you can test it for me..."

Draven folded his hands, then slowly pulled them apart.  A narrow beam of fire appeared in between, which took the shape of a blade as it grew longer.  Grabbing the fire sword with his right hand, Draven slashed it through the air, eyes fixed on Iduran.

[Dude Man]

Duilin's right eye opened as he saw the two pairs of people fighting. He then looked at Darions corpes and then got up and walked up to it.
"You know....I've been trieing to kill you my entire life....and now that I have...I don't know what to do in my life....." Duilin sits there for awile and then deicedes to go into the castle and have some fun with the Dark Warriors. He runs inside the castle and then looks for the other dark warriors and then yells "There's are huge army of strange blue armored soilders! They have killed Draven and Silgus and everyone else! There after the rest of us! Quick! Block the doors! Block the doors!" He starts to put on his best acting skills and then starts painicing and runing back and forth. "Oh dear my what will we ever do!!!"