Dark Age Legends

[Dude Man]

Duilin nods at Scorch and then takes looks to take out a couple of potions he has to heal himeself and Scorch. He then sees he only has one so he tosses it to Scorch. "Take it! You need this more then I do!" Duilin says

He then picked up the soilder he hit and then tossed it at the other soilders.
"Let's see if you enjoy this!" Duilin yelled

[Cesque]

"Nah, I have one that needs it more here", says Scorch, still sitting, keeping attackers at bay by waving his staff in the air with one hand, leaving streams of electric sparks, while pouring healing liquid into Iduran's mouth with second.

// Well, I'll leave controlling Iduran to Xorlak  Very Happy //

[Xorlak]

"Hmmm... why would the castle doors be closed..."

Draven turned to the newly restored Sigilus.

"Excellent.  Come quickly, I suddenly get the feeling our traitor isn't so far after all..."

He then darted in the direction of the castle.  Arriving at the huge front doors, and realizing they actually were sealed, he began to pound on them angrily.

"Idiots!  Let me in... NOW!"

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(Wait a second... Didn't Scorch leave his staff behind when he teleported?  Heh...)

The electrified officer flew backward, nearly hitting Duilin, and landed into three of the oncoming soldiers, who in turn knocked down a good five or six more.  As they stumbled on top of eachother, trying to get up, they were hit by the second soldier who Duilin tossed at them, causing a body trafic jam in the middle of the hallway.

Iduran coughed a bit and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where... am I?"

[Dude Man]

Duilin then closes his eyes and focuses his energy.....He clears his mind and then charges up another one of those huge fire balls and blasts it at the soilder wile they were blocked by the dead dude!

[Cesque]

// Xorlak, didn't I mention my teleportation spell was locational, so everything in general vicinity was teleported as well?  Laughing To clarify this, I've added some info to the post where I teleported.  B) //

Scorch thrown empty potion flask at the soldiers, grabbing Iduran's sword, putting it before his eyes.

"Looks like Draven was here because of THIS. And I guess you're now supposed to tell me, Iduran, why would he ride a village for this? What is the POWER of this weapon?"

As Scorch talked, he suddenly realised the staff he was waving with the other hand fell out and after electrocuting one of soldiers, it fell beneath the feet of attacking crowds.

"Oh lightning! Speak, sire, while I'll get down there to recover it..."

Wizard stood up seeing that without any sort of telekinezis he won't be able to recover his weapon.

"Duilin, wait up with your fireballs, I don't want to get burned!"

[Xorlak]

"Curses!"

Draven raised his right hand into the air.  Concentrating energy into his fingertips, a blade of fire eventually extened from his hand.  He then jammed his hand into the thick wooden door, piercing through to the other side.

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Duilin's fire attack slammed into the group of oncomming soldiers, the ones that were hit giving off a synchronized "UHHHNNH!!!" sound as they fell.

Iduran looked Scorch in the eye.

"The power... I don't know.  It is a family heirloom which was rumored to posses great strength... but how to unseal it or even if it is true, I don't know..."

He struggled to stand up, clutching his side, still in pain, he recognized his own castle.

"There might be a way, though...  But first, we need to escape..."

[Cesque]

It seems powerful even when unsealed. - said Scorch, chopping off few body parts of soldiers who survived Duilin's attack. Suddenly, he noticed place where his staff fell. Seeing it was still surrounded by enemies, he pointed a thinger and released a small bolt of lightning, which struck the closest foe and exploded into a blinding nova of sparks. Using the time, Scorch grabbed the staff by it's orb side (still hot from released energy), then realised the wooden handle was broken in half.

"Ah, all storms!" - he cursed and in fury cut a first oncoming enemy with a cleaving strike with Iduran's sword - "Now it looks more of a scepter!"

He made a few steps back, seeing a pile of unconsious and dead enemies in his front, sat on the stairs near Iduran, polishing the broken tip of staff with the sword.

"Escape, you say? How? By air? I doubt it'll work. Unless you and Duilin know how to fly, levitate and other magic of this sort. And it might aggravate Draven... I wonder where is he now. Also, I bet whole island now serves as a base for Dark Empire."

[Dude Man]

"Well we probally shouldn't go threw the main entrance because I got it blocked up so Draven and Silgus can't get in....hope it will hold...I wish I could fly but the only thing I do is blast fireballs as big as I can handle....I don't quiet remember how I learned how to do that...It's odd really....Well anyway maybe you can do your teleportanion thingy and get us out of here, you can teleport other people...right?"

[Xorlak]

Draven removed his hand from the small hole in the door, and seeing that he had managed to create a vertical crack as well, pressed the palm of his left hand against the weak spot.  His arm began to glow crimson, seeming with energy.  After a few seconds, he dispersed the blast into the door, causing a sudden violent explosion to shake the quiet.  The huge doors fell backward with a crash.

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Iduran flinched as he heard an explosion-- too close... definiately from within the castle.

"The island... I doubt they have it completely under their control.  This castle is the only point of interest.  I doubt they stopped at all the southern villages, considering how fast they got here..."

Still clutching his side, Iduran began to make his way up the stairs.

"If we can't fly or teleport, we might be able to climb out of here..."

Cautiously coming to the top of the stairwell, he opened a door to what lead to some type of servant quarters.  There was one window in the room.  The trio were in the northern wing of the castle, which was opposite of the battlefield/town where all the action had been taking place.  However, this northern end faced the ocean.  Looking down from the window, one could only see a few yards of black jagged rocks separating the castle wall from the raging waters 50 feet below.

[Dude Man]

"Wow...well will you check out this crazy joint!" Duilin said wile walking around with his mace over his sholder he walks up to a window "Great view..." He looks a Iduran "So what do we do now?"

[Cesque]

Scorch, hearing the explosion, stood up again and followed Iduran, practicing basic combat moves with his new scepter-esque staff.

He came up to window, looking below.

"Not good. What do we do? I won't risk flying with such wind, and I am totally drained and can't teleport. Maybe let's first get some alive soldier and throw him there to see what's the propability of getting crashed on a rock?"

Scorch thinked for a while.

"There is another way. Dark Empired used wyverns, right? We might be able to get one. Altrough there is risk it'll rather devour us alive than allow us to fly it."

"Hey, just kidding! Who jumps first? Duilin?"

[Dude Man]

Duilin glares at Scorch at that jumping remark and then his glare fades back into a normal face "Acually that Wyvern isn't such a bad idea! I'm a Dark Warrior of the Dark Empire, remember? I can probally fly one, I've done it before. It's quite fun!"

//Xorlak I think you should sticky this topic!//

[Xorlak]

(I'll sticky it the next time the board becomes filled with meaningful posts, heh...)

Draven walked through the hallway with authority to a large group of soldiers at the other end, who with their weapons brandished, were surprised to see their general rather than an enemy army.

"Lord... Draven?"

"Who barred the door?"

Silence.

"WHO BARRED THE DOOR?"

The group backed away slowly, except for one soldier, whose armor clanged as his knees shook.  He dropped his weapon as soon as he realized he was alone and Draven was staring directly at him.

"I... I-I d-did... sir..."

"And why is that?"

"A... a-a soldier said--"

"A soldier?  NOT your officer?"

"Well..."

Draven extened his right hand.  The unfortunate soldier immediately erupted in flame.  Three crimson orbs appeared, circling around him, lifting him off of the ground.  The onlooking soldiers watched in horror as the orbs closed in on their target, and with another violent explosion the dark warrior was gone, with several of the onlookers slightly wounded by metal shards of the warrior's armor...

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Iduran shuddered at the memory of hearing the wyvern screams for the first time...

"Hmmm... a wyvern might be too risky..."

Iduran leaned out the window and pointed to the rocks.

"It looks bad from here, but there's actually a narrow strip of beach between the rocks and ocean that we can't see from up here.  It runs across the entire nothern tip of this island and down the east end for perhaps a half mile.  What I'm saying is if we can get down there, no one in the castle will be able to see us..."

He then looked around the room.  Being a servant's quarters, the opposite end had a bed, which Iduran approached and removed the top sheet.

"Perhaps we could make a rope..."

[Mark of the Dragon]

Sigilus was down in the armory, exploring the various Martial Arts Weapons, all made of the finest metals, and all in unused condition. Sigilus's eyes were fixed on a silver set of nunchuku with a red dragon etched into the poles, as well as a set of samurai swords with blue dragon patterns etched into the hilt, and last but not least, 12 ninja stars with pre-poisoned tips. Sigilus was surely happy. But what made things even better, they had a nice selection of Martial Arts Uniforms hanging up in the back; even one made by Adidas. Sigilus ripped off his now filthy uniform, grabbed one of the hanging uniforms, and put it on. He felt something inside the uniform...a red bandana. He put it on. After putting all the weapons where they belong, Sigilus returned to the throne room and approached Draven.

"Awaiting orders, sir!"

[Montai]

Out of the shadows jumps out Lodour, a dark Knight skilled in the art of the darksword "not evil".

let me ask you a question, what side do you fight for, and what are you fighting for.
What causes you to intrude this castle, and what do you fight for, the likes of good... or evil?

Tell me your name. Will you attack me, befriend me... or will you run away like a coward.

Those are the questions I ask you. Attack me and feel real pain, or befriend me and have my darkswords' aid in battle. The choice is yours.



(I'm new at this, so gimmie a break)