Dark Age Legends

[TK Game Boy]

TKGB: I hope Quadricentennial is aware that a large projectile is flying towards his location.\\

//No. He isn't.

Quadricentennial continued his path towards the castle. Peking, who was perched on his shoulder, suddenly flew on Quadricentennials head and screached.

"What is it?" Quadricentennial asked. He looked up.

"What is that?" he asked, in a calm matter.

//What is the projectile that Quadricentennial is looking at?

[D. Ein]

//It's a very large crudely made wooden pole Ein launched from his machine. For more details, go <a href='http://ibforums.mysticsoftware.net/index.php?showtopic=472&view=findpost&p=32059' target='_blank'>here</a>. Read the last section.\\

[TK Game Boy]

(//I don't understand anything from a story unless I read from the begining so I'm gonna have to read everything before my char can get into the fray. Before that, he'll have to remain a solitary char.)

Quadricentennial jumped out out of they way. It was no good because the giant projectile landed in the area. It cause a giant crashed. Quadricentennial made it out okay though. He managed to jump into the giant hole in the nick of time.

"What is this? Now I am being targeted? I best keep in the shadows during my voyage towards that castle." Peking perched back on Quadricentennials shoulder and they continued on towards the castle.

[Burton_projects]

"I'll ask you one last time who are you"" said Nick as he jumped out of the girls hands and  starting to run in the air next to the woman.
Nick powered all his energy to his sword ready to attack or defend.
"Who are you and What do you want?" Nick asked waiting for a quick reply.


//still waiting to figure out were steorra took me while i was outcold\\

[D. Ein]

Steorra, startled, turned around facing Nick.
-"Hey, chill! I'm just trying to help you here! You see those guys over there?" She pointed to the seemingly endless rows of the undead. "Chances are that if they saw you, they'd rip you to bits, then you'd become one of them. You wouldn't want that, now do you? As for your other question, we're heading over to my group. Me and a friend are currently with High General Vincent, who, in case you don't know, is with the Crimson Army. Now, are you just gonna stand there?"
She then noticed the menacing look in Nick's eyes, and placed her staff in front of her.
-"...or will this come to a fight?"

--- --- ---

"I marvelled at my children. They were all well-equipped and battle-ready. My other creations, on the other hand, were still being completed. When they're ready, no Hell will have seen what I will do to this earth...

Since I had nothing better to do, I began wandering among my army, while at the same time mentally compiling my creatures. Undead soldiers were sharpening their weapons, undead mages were meditating, undead wyvern riders were petting their undead wyverns... Beauty for those who understand it.

Oh, what's this? I suddenly noticed dark figure with a glowing staff and a man brandishing his sword. Were those... trespassers? I hurried towards the pair as fast and as quietly as I could. Thank my loyal smith for this great armour - so easy to move in... Unfortunately, I had to kill him after he completed it. Wouldn't want another set just like it, now would I?"

[Burton_projects]

"Fine I shall come with you" Nick said "by the way whats you name I didnt catch it?"

And thanks for saving me I guess I was being a little to pushy.

"Well any way I shall come with you and help with your needs."


//ok\\

[D. Ein]

//He is... He's commanding what's left of the Crimson Army, but made an alliance with the Grey Empire. I don't know all the details, you'll have to ask Xorlak.\\

[Dude Man]

//BTW Burton, you don't have to post constantly, like the one post were you just said 'ya I hope Quadricentennialis aware he will be shot lol' was just taking up space and didn't add anything. Try and be a little patient with other's posts aswell.\\

The remaining elite was then burnt up (or whatever the effects of his gun are) by the plasma blasts.


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Duilin quickly caught up with Zeros' and Rink. He caught Rink as Zeros' let him go. He then flue next to Zeros' and looked at Zion, Tsu and Xenai.

[Xorlak]

(To clarify, Vincent joined the Grey Empire, but never officially left the Crimson Empire.  He is currently trying to get the Crimson Empire troops to join the Grey.  He is basically a traitor to the Crimson Empire.

Nick: Please refrain from posts that don't contribute to the RP.

Edit: Haraldur:  Ven and Henri are back in Tjed, reparing damage done to the captial city and taking a break.  Can't manage that many characters at once... Heh...)

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Retan returned to his seat.  More images flashed in the sphere.  Images of all those racing towards his location now...

"Hmm, it appears our mere return has caused quite a disturbance..."

"Father, allow me..."

"Patience, my son.  You will have your violence soon enough..."

Jayce replaced the hulking blade on his back and folded his arms.

Retan leaned back in his chair.

"Now, listen carefully..."

----

The door to the outer deck of the Great Black Vessel opened.  The mist surrounding the ship was incredibly thick.  Jayce appeared in the doorway, stepping out onto the outer deck alone...

----

Vincent scowled after Steorra ran off.

"That fool!  She'll get that entire army down our throats..."

Kneeling behind a large boulder, he removed a small telescope from his pocket and began to examine the troops moving around Redvik.

"My god... these soldiers... they're undead..."

This was a totally unexpected development.  Some sort of necromancer had apparently taken advantage of the carnage around Redvik.  But who?  Was Haraldur capable of this?

Vincent closed the scope and replaced it in his pocket.  Necromancy was another topic that interested him.  However, this would probably not be the best of times to study its effects.  He turned and sat with his back to the rock, now hidden from view.  Opening his coat, he removed his shotgun device, placing a cartridge with the image of a flame on it into the slot on the top of the gun.  It clicked into place.

"And get down, Darak!  They'll see you..."

He totally missed the man coming in their direction...

[D. Ein]

Steorra, relieved, smiled, and placed her staff to her side.
-"Alrighty then. You should head to the General and Darak now. They're right over there. Just try not to make noise as you walk. As for me... I'll stay here, and try to figure out what's controlling them. Oh, and my name is Steorra. Tell me yours when I get back."
She crept up behind a stray undead and took out the glowing gem from her staff. She brought up the gem to her eyes, as if trying to see through it. The undead, however, noticed her, and swung his axe at her...
-"Crap!!!"
Steorra grabbed her staff just in time to block the blow. She then quickly bashed it to the side of its head, knocking it off to the ground. The whole thing promptly collapsed.
-"Gotta be a bit more careful..."

--- --- ---

"I decided that the pests wandering right next to my army would not cause much trouble. I turned away, and began creeping back... Just then, I heard a cry for help in my head. It was one of the soldiers... Someone damaged one of my children! Curiosity eating me, I decided not to repair him just yet. I stealthily approached the location of the stricken soldier...
The figure! The same person that I saw a while ago, without his friend, was now present. He held up his staff over my minion, no doubt to finish him off. Rage exploded inside me. I raised my hands, and was about to cast a spell on the infidel... as the person turned around to me.
The spell got stuck in my throat. The person, who turned out to be a young woman, was beautiful. Perfect curves... Blonde dreadlocks coming down on her shoulders... I was paralyzed, for I have never seen such beauty before in my life. There I stood, stuck in a stupid pose with my mouth gaping open, as she approached me with a smile.
-"Who are you?", she said in a sweetly melodical voice. "Don't you see this place is covered in walking corpses?"
It took a few seconds for her words to sink in.
-"Gah..."
I seemed to have lost my speech.
-"Well, are you just going to stand there? Come on, what's your name?"
Slowly, my ability to speak was coming back to me.
-"I'm... uhh... Kronos... and you?", I said bluntly. The girl frowned.
-"I'm Steorra. Come, it's not safe here."
As much as I tried to resist, I found myself walking to her side, trying to get closer to her."
//They're heading back to Vincent & Co. right now.\\

[Dude Man]

Darak raised his eyebrows in shock as he heard Vincent say 'undead'. He then lowered down as Vincent has ordered him.

He then turns his head and notices Steorra returning with two other people. One seemed to be heavily focused on her (Kronos), the other one was a young man, with a scar along his face (Nick). He motioned to them to lower down.

[TK Game Boy]

I took a while but Quadricentennial made it to the castle. He stayed close to the walls within the shadows (//I assume it's dark outside right now). Peking flew off to safety while Quadricentennial investagated. He peered through one of the holes of the wall of the old castle. He glanced inside but could not see a thing for someone was blocking his view.

"I must get a better view." He moved around, trying to find a better spot. He walked around a corner. There he saw a small opening to what seemed some kind of drainage.

"Should I go in?"

[Burton_projects]

Nick walked down to the general and the person beside him he tried not to make it as if he was a threat.
Nick tried not to make a sound as he swiftly was running in the air as if he was a cloud being pushed by the wind. He landed next to the general. "Hey im Nick Steorra told me to come here". Nick look at the general watching his eyes looking at him intensely. Nick looked back were Steorra was and saw a man beside her. He wondered what he was doing.

[Xorlak]

Crouching down behind the rock, Vincent turned and glared at Nick, but his glance softened a bit when he realized he was just a kid. Probably 16 or so. It wasn't uncommon for a kid his age to take up arms very young and become decently skillful at an early age. He'd seen it before.

"That's nice, kid. Go sit down over there and be quiet."

He motioned to another boulder a few feet away. Ugh... This is turning into a blasting rescue mission... He waited for Steorra to come within low speaking distance. He didn't want to risk attracting those zombies over in their direction... And who's that? There's someone else with her...

"Look, we're not here to save every random villager that gets in danger..."

He pushed his glassed up on his nose, his attention immediately overtaken by the second newcomer walking beside her. This obviously wasn't a commoner. His armor was unusually well crafted, and he wore five red feathers in his hair. It was a curious dress, an indication of royalty in some nations, Vincent had read.

"And who might you be?"

[D. Ein]

//Go Xorlak! Finally, someone bothered to read one of my characters' profiles...\\
"As we came in sight of the girl's party, I felt an icy blade strike my heart. One of the people waiting was Vincent! I saw him through my messenger's eyes when they first met. Trying as hard as I could to sound confident, I managed:
-"I'm... uhh..."
The blonde mage frowned.
-"He told me his name was Kronos. I found him just a short distance south of here."
Damn her! Wait. It's me I should be blaming. I shouldn't really go around screaming my name to every random girl with pretty eyes I meet... Deciding that my cover was blown, I straightened out and proudly said:
-"Yes, I am Kronos, the Marshal of the Kandarinian Souvereignity. You must be High General Vincent? Small world..."
Noticing a surprised look in his eyes, I quickly mended:
-"Er, I've heard quite a lot about you from the occasional wounded troop that my shepherds pick up. You seem to be quite a popular figure among your people."
Caught in my own spindle of lies, I began mentally cursing myself. My story was incoherent and made absolutely no sense. I am surprised I even held a straight face through it! I'm just going to have to pray and hope he buys it."

--- --- ---

When they first met, Steorra didn't really hear much of Kronos' speech. She now noticed that he had a curious habit of lengthening and silencing his s's, so that they sounded almost as if he whispered them. He also seemed extremely confident of himself, and overall looked like an intelligent person.
Another aspect of him that she did not notice before was his armour. Jet-black and sporting curious symbols of a strange stylized image of a bird on the shoulder pads, it made no sound when its wearer moved. It also seemed to completely align itself with Kronoses body, probably making it very comfortable. She suspected that if she were to use it, she would not even be aware of its existence while wearing it.

//In case if someone does not see the conclusion: although Kronos is aware that he is somewhat shaken up, he still manages to sound confident.\\