Dark Age Legends

[Burton_projects]

Nick was staring into vincents watching his lifeless body. " Dammit, now im definetly killing him." Nick started towards where the gold was dropped. " Where did he go he asked come of the people on the floor. " Down that way." pointed a man. Nick ran into the forest.

Calavous yelled to Nick "Wait!" He grabbed some gold on the floor. He said to himself the first rule of alchemy.  He made a transmutation circle, and put the gold in the middle. He went to vincents room and picked him up. He was going to revive him....



// Haraldur what is makhno sacrificing for his alchemy. isn't the first rule you have to give an equivilant lose to make? im not trying to be a smartass i dont know if tha rule applies to this rp.\\

[Xorlak]

Ven turned and listened to the man in the white coat, placing a gauntlet on his chin from under his cloak.

"Well, yes, actually we could use all the help we could get."

Ven sized the older man up.  He looked more like a scientist than a worker... Hmm...

"... What can you do, exactly?  Are you an architect or something?"

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The shrouded man finished the glass of red liquid and replaced it on the table.  Getting up from his seat, he strode to the roofless tavern's exit, stepping over several dislodged planks of wood and tossed chairs on the way.  The door was ajar, and he slammed it behind him.  The force was just enough to cause the wall to creak, and within seconds of his exit, the entire front face of the tavern collapsed with a plume of smoke.

The barkeep peeked from behind the counter again.

"Uhm... come again...?"

[Dude Man]

"You learn quickly my son." Abodahon commented "And very well I may add."

"Thank you father..." Duilin said, staring at the wall...his demonic energy has greatly increased, the yellow colour in his eyes were much more deep and noticeable. Around the room were many burn marks, and broken stone.

"I can see you become a very powerful warrior, maybe even more so then me, someday."

"Heheh...I'd like to see that." Duilin replies. "But I'm not sure if I could do that."

"Well...it will take time, I am many centuries old actually. Once your power is even greater, soon age will no longer be a problem for you, my son." He then placed his giant hand on his son's back. "That's enough for now. Come."

He takes Duilin back into his main room. Suddenly a knock on Abodahon's stone door could be heard. He motions to the door, and it opens. A messenger runs in, seeming very shocked.

"Lord Abodahon! High General Vincent has been killed!" He cries.

"Hmmm..." Abodahon then turns to Duilin. "They have drawn the first blood." He says, he then looks into the hallway behind the door. "But we shall draw the last. We must make the final preparations my son. Let us go."

He then walks down the hallway; Duilin and the messenger follow him.

Abodahon looks at the messenger. "Set the fortress on high alert."

"Yes, Lord Abodahon." The messenger then runs off.

"So, Duilin, are you ready to fight your old friends?"

"Yes, father...I am..." He then took a deep breath, and continued walking.

[TK Game Boy]

(//Im sorry to say but I cannot continue this RP. It's too sophisticated for me seeing as you need to be able to read lengthy reads. Plus I recently lost my computer access)

Looking around the perimeter, Quadricentennial looked at the corpses that were walking about the castle. The inside of his soul felt like fire. "What is this feeling?" he asked himself. "Is it hatred? Is it pity? I do not recognize it." He looked at one of the soldiers eyes, his dead eyes. Molting and retchet. "These warriors, who fought so long ago, they walk around, continuing there toil to a tyrant, or whomever else controls them now. Were they free once? Did they had families? I wish this world wasn't so cruel." His eyes were turning watery. He was begining to cry. "No. What is wrong with me? Why do I cry? Why do I water? Why?" He looked deep within himself. He remembered his life, full of hatred and hell he endured and the only one who cared for him, suddenly vanishing. "I don't know what I am anymore? Am I no more than these corpses that walk around aimlessly at life? Am I the same? Do I just want to follow someone but have no one to follow because I cannot control my life? WHY DO I FEEL THIS?" He was at a good distance and no one heard his cry. He went back to the boat and set sailed back to Campaign. "I'm don't care anymore. Peking, let us go home." Quadricentennial would go back to his forest, to shed his tears.

(//Though this is the end of him for now but he will return. I assure you.)

[Zeros']

Zeros' nodded in agreement, carrying Rink and putting his jacket back on. Instead of his old trenchcoats, this one was made out of dragonhide leather. It wouldn't burn or tear easily. Inface, dragonhide is as tougher than some of the armor the soldiers wore. It could also deflect minor spells, not that it would help any against the types that they were fighting here...

"Now... Let's see... There's Zion and the others," he said, pointing down towards the four people. He flew down and greeted them.

"Now... Before we do anything, we need a plan... It's just us four - since Tsu and Aura were out - versus a whole established empire," he said grimly. "Any ideas?" he asked.

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Allen shaked his head and smirked. He looked at a nearby water well, which was currrently collapsed in on itself. He walked over and placed both of his hands on the well. He closed his eyes and the rubble of the well was encased in a shimmering blue-white light and there was a flash and Allen stepped back.

The well was fully restored.

"I am an alchemist, sir," he said, turning to Ven with a smirk on his face, dusting off his hands and adjusting his glasses.

[Dude Man]

//Hope to see you come back TKGB.\\

"Well, I'm not to sure if I'd be so good for brute combat, seeing as I'm only a foot or so tall. The only advantages I have, is short-range phasing and my close immunity to fire. I could easily sneak into the Empire, but I'm not sure what good that would do?well for me, at least" The imp thought for a moment.

"If you guys found a way to sneak in, we could attempt to just target the superiors, The Prophet, Melkoth and this, Abodahon, who I assume was the large demon you guys fought earlier. But I think Haraldur will be able to take care of at least one of those three." He then thought of more ideas, seeing as how that one doesn't help much.

"Hey, King Henri owes us a favour, perhaps he could lend us a large group of knights or maybe even a small army? Seeing as the Grey Empire is a threat to Tjed as well."

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"Duilin..." Abodahon said.

"Yes father?" He replied

Abodahon then used his pointer finger to scoop out a necklace from his pocket. It had a golden medallion of the Talonscar symbol, the Bird claw making a cut, on the chain. "Take this."

Duilin took the medallion necklace, and put it around his neck.

"This will show you that you are now a superior officer of my division of the Grey Empire. Not only does it look nice, but it is also helps boost your magic power, when you use it. It's been enchanted in a similar way as these orange diamonds on my gauntlets."

"Yeah, so how do those work anyways?" Duilin asks

"Well, really, they just boost the charging of my magic attacks. People think my power relies on them, but really I could live without, but these gauntlets cannot be removed, easily. Also, I've gotten far to used to having these things on, I'd be like loosing a limb." He then looks at the medallion around Duilin's neck. "Now take care of that, Duilin. I don't want you to loose that, it's been in the family for centuries."

[D. Ein]

Steorra ran in, and looked at Vincent's lifeless corpse.
-"Damn! I'm going to get someone real bad for this..."

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The ogre got hit, but barely winced. It charged at the Ooze.

//too lazy to make longass posts.

P. S. TKGB, come back!! Or else i'll hate you. -.-\\

[Dude Man]

Darak stepped into the room, after Steorra.

"Oh...dear lord." He saw Calavous holding Vincent. "You lousy good for nothing?"

He took out his axe, he assumed that Calavous was the one who killed him, or at least he could have, but he also had a sneaking suspection that it was the Aspyes, but Calavous was putting himself in a very bad postion. "Put him down this instant!" He yelled in command. "You?ve got a ton of explaining to do kid!"

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The ooze, then quickly jumped and then stuck itself onto the roof of the tunnel, and shot a poisonous toxic sludge blast the mad ogre.

[Haraldur]

//Burton, what are you talking about? Sacrificing? What?//

Durruti arrived in the forest where Makhno was, and got to him.

"Shit, this will take a while."

He grunted as he lifted Makhno up, gently. He ran deeper into the forest until they reached a small scout hut that they had used for spying, but which was currently disused (the spies had abandoned it due to the high risk of detection).

He layed Makhno down onto a bed of hay, and took some splints out of the chest that was at the foot of the bed. He tied the splints around the arm as that it would not move, and so break the skin, during the procedure. He then, with Makhno's help, started to increase the rate of blood cell production in the body, and provided the iron necessary for this from some lumps of it in the chest, kept for that purpose.

When Makhno's condition had stabilised, the lengthy process of turning the skin back into real skin began (this was lengthy because the structure of skin is so much more complex than that of gold: gold is one element in a polychrystaline structure, while skin is a large complex organ with capillaries, keratin layers, sweat ducts, nerve endings and hairs). However, this would take 2/3 of the normal time as Makhno still had one hand free.

//Oh, and Xorlak, the reason my characters usually take two actions is because I treat them as being one for each hand.//

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Quintus and Melkoth, who had been sleeping, were woken up by the noise of the fortress becoming alterted. Melkoth went back to sleep at Quintus' suggestion.

Quintus left the room and got from a guard the news of Vincent's death, and went into a rage so foul that that area of the fortress emptied. He then started walking towards the room where Vincent had been put.

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Haraldur arrived at the palace of the Blue Minotaur. He could see that there had been a battle, but could see no bodies. He looked for Ein's aura, and found it, and noticed that Marshall was close by. He walked towards Ein, and through the walls and down into the ground, as if he was a ghost.

Some seconds later he appeared out of the wall where Ein was, in moth form. //He is in moth form, right?// and saw him in a cage, and felt the ward. "What the hell happened?" he said.

[Burton_projects]

// have you ever seen full metal alchcemist? well to create on thing there has to be an equal loss, like gold for gold etc.\\

Nick ran trough the forest, passing trees and trees. He saw asmall hut with a man and Makhno in it.
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Calavous looked at Steorra and Darrak. " What, I couldn't have done this I was behind you when we heard the sound." Calvous continued to the transmutaion circle, placing Vincent down. " I shall try to bring him back." he said looking back at Darrak.

[Xorlak]

Ven stood there wide eyed as he watched the well being reassembled.  It looked better than before it was destroyed.

"I had no idea alchemists could do THAT!  Yes, we definitely can use someone like you!  I'd definitely like to take you to meet King Henri.  It's sort of a long walk.  I hope you don't mind."

People were starting to come out from their hiding places to assess the damage to the port town of Kesnar.  There were some lamentations for those killed in the attack by Jayce, and Ven offered his condolences.  He assured another group that some of the people that disappeared may still be alive, and one of the heroes that saved the capital from Mavas was going after them, along with some more heroes.

This took a few moments, afterwards he turned back to the alchemist.

"All set?  We must traverse these caverns.  Right this way, please."

He began on the path to the caves that lead toward the capital city of Tjed and the castle within.

[Haraldur]

//Er... Burton, how can Nick see Makhno and Durruti when they are inside a small hut? And how can he see through the roof so that he can see the chest, and so strike at it, while he falls?//

[D. Ein]

//Yeah, he's in his moth appearance. Also, the ward that's around him - if you want to disable it, could you have Haraldur struggle a bit with it? Ein couldn't break out at all, so... yeah. Razz\\

Ein tried to move, hopelessly squished inside the ward orb. Since he could not speak while being a moth, he attempted a telepathic message to Haraldur - which instantly reverberated against the ward. //Haraldur couldn't've heard it.\\ He moved around a bit more, as if trying to ask for assistance.

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//Burton, alchemy here doesn't have to be like in Full Metal Alchemist. In fact, your type of alchemy could require runes or something. Or, it could need no sacrifice at all. Originality! Smile\\

Steorra, visibly angered, charged towards Calavous.
-"Keep those claws off him!!! I don't care what you say about being behind me, you seemed to possess high speed when we were travelling from Redvik to here!"
She rose her staff, which, fueled by Steorra's rage, was eminating power. Small yellowish-white sparks were jumping off the stone in the middle of the staff. Her eyes glowed with anger. //not literally, I hope everyone understands that...\\

[Trent]

"Hey there." Zion greeted Zeros', since Xenai was busy...
"Wake up wake up wake up wake up!" No matter how much slapping Xenai submitted Tsu to, he wouldn't wake up. Xenai grumbled and walked around, stepping on a twig. It made a small cracking sound.

*Yaaaaawn.* Tsu sat up. "Hey there, guys."
Aura opened her eyes next, sitting up. She touched the rose in her hair. Allen... Thanks.

"That's six now," said Zion as the two got to their feet. "We just multiplied our chances by 1.5."

[Dude Man]

"No you are not reviving him!" Darak said enraged. "We will NOT have a zombie as our High General." The thought of having a superior officer, being a person who's life relies on some kid's magic tricks, sends shivers down his spine. He knew for a fact that anyone revived from the dead, never acted the same.

He heard stories, that when the body dies, so does the soul, but if it's revived then the soul stays in there and rots. He wasn't sure if that story is true however, but it sort of made sense, but only in a world of magic, demons and sixteen year old kids gaining extreme powers.

He then got a little shocked as Steorra ran at Calavous, in rage. He backed away. He didn't want to get in the way of this. He holstered his axe, on the strap around his back and then he walked around the two, and picked up Vincent's body and placed it on the bed, he then lifted the blanket and covered his body.

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//Meh, Roland isn't a character, so I'll just take control of him and the ogre since Ein's being lazy.\\

The ogre's right shoulder is stuck by the toxic, it burns a patch of skin and poison begins to flow through the ogre's systems.

The Ooze then slides it's way backwards, still sticking to the roof, and begins to charge a larger fireball.

The ogre swings at the Ooze with its club, but misses...