Dark Age Legends

[Drannic_Lord01]

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"We're here!" Jelka yelled to the others. The night air was damp and silent; the smell of blood drifted through the air like a dark shroud. Everyone in the airship jumped out as Jelka landed on a peak near a cave.

"I know the way from here," Ben stated, "Follow me, and stay close. I can fell something strange..." Ben entered the cave and lead the party through a bunch of twists and turns along the black caverns. Orange tourch-light glimmered off of the party's armor. Ahead, they could hear clanks of metal scraping the ground.

"The souldiers are ahead!" Justin called out, "Unsheath your weapons!" Another scraping of metal echoed against the walls as the party readied their weapons. They all broke out into a sprint until each of them came upon Jacobie and Ven, standing in the middle of the cave.

"You..." Jacobie looked at Justin, "The soul... of my lord... I will not let you fall, my lord!" Jacobie Unsheathed his katanas at a blazing fast speed. Something about Justin made the Lizard snap back into reality.

As he rushed to the front of the army in the cave, a weird, dark purple glow emmited off his crimson armor. It seemed as if nothing would be able to stand against him... not even Retan himself...

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[Coriko]

Druid watched as Jayce took off. What arrogance he thought as he looked around at the crew. All viscious looking and yet Jayce goes solo. Druid ran to the edge of the ship and lunged over the edge. His warriors sprinted after him. Druid free fell for a moment and then a blast of shadow energy propelled him up into the sky. Jayce came into view and Druid flew faster. The warriors hovered over the edge as Druid fell and then followed after him when he launched upwards. The red pulse quickened because they knew something was coming, something big.
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Coriko listened to Wilham's story. It was a little far fetched, but still in the realm of belief.

"You know what, I'm in. I mean so far these missions haven't ben much of a challenge. What do you say Marshall? A real chance to test or abilities."

Coriko looked over at Marshall looking for reassurance. He didn't want to do this with out him. Coriko enjoyed working with Marshall. He could depend on him in a tight spot, and going at this with out Marshall was not going to end well.

"Well, what do you think Marshall?"

[D. Ein]

-"Nicholas, come to the southeasternmost corner of the Dark Continent. Once you are there, rally everyone to one location. I will be coming to pick you up shortly."

I opened my eyes, closing the telepathic channel. For now, I will need all the help I can get. First, though, a good means of sea transportation needs to be created. I believe I know just the thing.

-"Hannibal! Come here."

Hannibal Roth, a tall blonde man, was instructing some soldiers nearby. Once he heard his name, he rushed over to me.

-"Yes, sir?"

-"As soon as Damien arrives, I'll need the two of you to go and find me a nice big carcass. Considering your brother's specialization, I don't imagine that to be too hard for you."

-"Air magic, sir?"

-"Precisely. The carcass should be large enough to house... I don't know... about 3-4 thousand people."

-"That's a large carcass, sir."

-"Be a problem solver, Hannibal. Find two smaller ones."

-"Yes, sir."

Hannibal returned to the soldiers, muttering something under his breath. Now, to the matters more at hand...

-"Etherium, huh. The soul fabric. That's quite a lot you're asking for. What might this new power be? Would I have an application for it that would be handy in my situation? Such as, say, instant, unbound, unlimited teleportation of five thousand people from one side of the planet to the other?"

[Dude Man]

//Haha! Nice one Ein!\

"Well, actually this doesn't seem like too much of a challenge to be honest. Then again it does seem rather peaceful, and I could use a good hike." Marshall replied. "So yeah, let's do it."

"Ah, hell I'm in too." Firstman grinned. "I've gotten enough rest."

"Excellent. But there is one thing, we were only able to figure out the general locations of where the temples were, and secondly, some of them seem rather dangerous locations." Wilham explains. He then reaches into a pocket in his robe and removes a scroll of paper with a map on it.



"Well, one of those places is actually not to far away from here." Firstman said, pointed at one of the marked spots (the blue one).

"Wait, hand me that map." Marshall said, taking the map. "Actually, I think this is it."
"You sure?" Firstman asked.

"Yeah." Marshall answered. "I mean, this place is mostly just an upgrade from a former underground bunker."

"Then we're a quarter done." Wilham said.

"Don't we need to find the tablet?" Marshall asked.

"I'd be nice. But that’s not important. Maybe Kropotkin can look for it."

"You know." Kropotkin began. "I think there may be a few crates of stuff we found here, when we discovered the place. I'll go look for it, in the mean time. You kids go off, and find the rest of the spots."

"We'd best start with this place then." Marshall suggested pointing to the red dot.

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Vandrin had returned back to his castle, he was talking to one of his servants, as he usually does.

"So apparently the tablet is from an ancient group of guardians known as the White Chimera. It mentions a little bit about the group moving towards a southern island." Vandrin told.

"Yes, lord Vandrin. Very interesting, Lord Vandrin." He said, as he adjusted his lord's suit.

"I find this rather interesting. I've uncovered a piece of lost ancient history. This could make met quite famous, and perhaps improve my already great image." Vandrin said sounding rather snootie.

"Lord Vandrin!" Called one of his messengers entering the room.

"Do you always have to yell whenever you enter a room!?" Vandrin shouted.

"Sorry, my lord. I just like to make a notably entrance."

"Well nobody cares about your entrance, you're lowly messenger. Nobody cares about messengers. They care about important people, important people like me!"

"Sorry, my lord. Anyways, I have an important message from Kronos, Marshal of Kandarin."

"Oh yes, I was wondering about him. I heard he got killed by a gaint metal dog wearing a hood, or something like that."

The messenger handed him the note.

"Well, yes of cource I'm still loyal to him." Vandrin said, as he read. "Sign over to the Dark Empire! To Qor with that!" Vandrin tossed away the note. "That damn empire has been on my nerves for the past year. I favour Kandarin over them."

"But my lord. If we don't then we may be in threat of a large attack." The servant warned. "You have any idea how strong the Dark Empire is. Starting a war with them would be suicide."

"Pah! Their febble dark side is no match for my skills!" Vandrin sneered wile pointing towards himself.

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"I hope Zeros' and Duilin hurry back." Rink said, giving a deep breath.

Lagart tightened his grip on the Talonscar Mace. Rink thought it looked a bit odd not being used by Duilin, but it was a mean weapon and it was good that at least somebody was using it.

"Hey boys, sorry about the delay..." Said the voice of an old man.

"Goldolf." Lagart called seeing the old drow enter.

"Had a bit of a scuffle earlier, but I'm still breathin’." He coughed a bit. "Don't know for how long though."

"Are you hurt?" Rink asked in concern for the stranger.

"Nah, I'm just old. It was joke...Hey what the heck are you anyways?" Goldolf said looking at the imp.

"I'm Rink, an imp."

Goldolf rolled his eyes. "First lizards, then demons now imps what next? Angels!?"

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"It's uhh..." Duilin said looking at the sword in the sheath. "Not working..." He looked at Lerfina "You sure you did everything right? I mean--"

Suddenly he heard a rumbling throughout the cave. "Damnit, looks like they're coming. Lerfina, you going to help? Because I'm gonna go."

Regardless of her answer Duilin dashed off towards where Ven and the others had grouped...

[Jenia]

//Note: The spelling mistakes in Kerig's post are all done on purpose\

Kerig was quite confused at all this.
Weloss was expecting this, however.
He began explaining to Kerig what he should tell to the lich, but on the outside, it seemed as if Kerig paused to think.

"Err..." Kerig began his attempt to explain "Well, tepwerorteshon is not our forte..."
He looked left and right, as if thinking to himself for yet another moment.
"But if you can cast a normal tereplot spell, then, umm, we could simply lend you our raw energy... Except I don't know how to tranfer it to other people... Well, if Weloss gets enough erthyum, I guess he could somehow create a way for us to share it... I mean, we DO have enough to traspnort at least quadruple, if not more, of the amount you asked for, but most of it is stuck at pure spirit phase... I mean sure, the Etheyurm would remedy the probelm, but even if you seperate a hunwed souls from ther bodies, We could still only barely acess a little more than a single percent of Weloss' engery..."
Kerig suddenly realized he had been talking for a while about the teleportation thing, rather than getting to the point of the power.
"Or, well, he can just fuse with a person or object to make it indersuctable and maybe add a few extra celsetial body parts...That was the orignial idea, anyway..."

Weloss seemed to be disappointed again.
"The more you talk, the more you get tongue-tied, you know?"

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Fernis sighed. No, she wasn't going to go. The last thing she wanted was to openly oppose the dark empire. Now, the lizards from before were not a problem, since they were few.
They perished quickly, and even if they did remember her, they wouldn't have lived to tell their commanders the tale.

This, however, was different. There were many lizardmen out there, and if even one tells about her to his commander, her freedom will come to an end.

She hurried out of the room, grabbed the confused Elphos on her way and headed for the back exist, the one leading to Tjed's capital.

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Iskatyl was quite surprised as he saw a band of lizardman dash towards the mountain.
He thought it was an odd day for mountain climbing, and continued aloing the road.

During his walk, he went by two houses. One contained dead bodies, and the other one, which was burnt to a crisp, contained nothing but charred bones.

Knowing he was on the right track, he pressed on.

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Zakon was surprised enough by the band of lizards dashing into the cave, right in front of his face, not noticing him, to suddenly ignore the voices in his head.

How interesting. What an odd day it is for a band of armed green men to go cave-exploring.

He chuckled and waited until the last of the lizardmen entered the cave, and then leapt from his location and split the last lizard to enter the cave in two.
The lizard didn't even let out a single cry as it's upper body fell forward. It's lower body shortly followed.

He safely landed behind a whole rock, large enough for the other lizards not to notice him unless they approach.
Sure, this wasn't as fun as, say, slaying a squirming pig, but it would serve as a fine dessert from him after the two farmhouses he dealt with.

He inserted his pinky into his mouth in anticipation.

[Drannic_Lord01]

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"What have you to tell me, my apprentice? What news have you? And what of the shade you sent; did it's job, then?"

"Not quite, m'lord. He was unable to stop my brother. I told you, I need much more training before I can match his strength!"

"NOT WITH THAT ATTITUDE!!!" Valimore stood up from his throne and lifted his arm towards Draconis' neck, slowly lifting him upwards by the throat, strangling him. "If your next two plans don't get me a dead lizard, I won't let go!" Valimore relaesed his grip and flung his arm outwards, sending Draconis flying off to the side, hitting a wall with great force.

"*cough* I'm sorry *cough* m'lord! It shall not happen again. I promise!"

"It had better not... Bring forth the creature... I wish to speak with him about his fickled 'single-god' belief. NOW!!!" Draconis raced towards the back of the throne down a trap door, pulling a keychain out of his robe pocket. He picked out a golden key and climbed down the ladder to the trap door, opening a cell next to it. Inside ravaged a red-skinned demon with two great horns and fangs.

"RREEEAAAGGHHHH!!! WHO IS IT THAT WISHES TO SPEAK WITH ME, MORTAL!?!?!?"

"My lord seeks an audience with you. It's very improtant, so shape up, you foul creature. MOVE!!!" Draconis and this strange demon climbed up the ladder and out the trap door. As Draconis closed it, he placed the keychain back in his robe pocket.

"WHAT NOW, VALIMORE? I TIRE OF THIS, I HOPE YOU KNOW..."

"Yes, I know very well. As do I, Grogg. I just wanted to let you know that your 'god' still sleeps. His angelic form, however, is about to ruin everything! Is there any way you can awaken his so-called 'god form' so that he is distracted?"

"I'M AFRAID I CANNOT DO THAT, VALIMORE. YOU SEE, THERE IS A PROPHECY THAT TWO LOYAL SERVENTS FROM DRANNIVILLE WILL AWAKEN HIS TEMPLE DEEP WITHIN GAIAN. HOWEVER, I AM NOT FROM DRANNIVILLE, THEREFORE I DO NOT FIT THE PROPHECY."

"I can't believe you! You've been no help at all! If I didn't know better, I's say you're keeping close to the vest... but I cannot just let you alone... If I did that, your father would surely kill me. He is probably the only one in this world I fear... except one other. But that does not matter. What does is the fact that you are of no use at this time. Perhapse I may call upon your services again to locate the ones from this 'prophecy' of which you speak. Until then, back to the cells with you. Draconis!!!"

"I'm on it, m'lord! Back down the door, demon!"

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[Xorlak]

The burly Jayce touched down in front of the ruined walls of Kesnar, pounding a crater two feet deep into the sandy beach as he aura dispersed, though a thin veil of blackness remained about his huge form.

Behind him the lizards landed, hundreds upon hundreds, rushing into the doomed city with hissing war cries.  The walls were completely overrun within moments...

Yet there was no one there...

"Hsa... my Master... the humanss of Tjed have fled.  They have abandoned their city..."  a larger armored Lizard spoke.  He was taller than the High General and hung over him, though there was still a timidness within his demeanor.

"I can see that, wretch."  

Jayce pushed over a crumbling section of wall with his left hand as he stepped into the city proper.

"Find them!  Find them now!!"

Lizards scampered about, ducking this way and that at the dark Draken's orders.  Kesnar was entirely swarmed by the scaly men, and the streets packed nearly shoulder-to-shoulder. Jayce pointed to a group coming in behind him, then to the buildings before him.

"Torch it."

Windows were shattered and burning torches thrown in.  Within a few moments a few houses were up in flames, and the fire began to rapidly spread...

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Near the outskirts of the abandoned city, a reptilian officer thought he saw some movement to the north, although his eyes weren't well suited to the dark.  A small scouting party returned shortly.

"Cavessss.  There'ss cavess up there..."

"Hiding placess... inform the High General at once!"

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Ven's sword was out in a flash, and it began to glow a bright white, bathing the dark cave in a soft glow.

"Blast it!  Who are these guys?"

They certainly didn't look like members of the Dark Empire.  This was a bad turn of events...  They couldn't afford to wear themselves down fighting unknown enemies before the lizards even arrived!  Still, they had no choice but to defend themselves.

With a rush, some fifteen knights charged though the tunnel behind Ven and Jacobie, rushing to meet the mysterious attackers.

"HYAAAAHHH!!!"

Ven split the air in a diagonal slash, sending forth a crescent shaped surge of wind at his unknown adversaries...

[Dude Man]

Along with the group of knights Lagart was with them (so 15 knights plus Lagart). The burly Lizard Man would ready to strike once they charged forward...

Duilin arrived at the scene, and was on the opposite side of as Ven and Jacobie were; therefore he was behind the new coming enemies.

"Who are these guys?" Duilin questioned. "Why must so many people want to attack us?" He groaned. Not yet ready to try out The Iduran he opened his hands and pointed them towards the unknown foes, two bolts of lightning then shot towards them...

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One of the ships began to spawn out more shoreline boats filled with Lizard Men, they bared the symbol of the Dark Empire. However their colours were Dark Green, indicating they were part of Gorus Van'deln's forces.

A group of Lizards arrived into Kensar. It was lead by a lizard man with slightly dark bluish hue to his skin. He wore metal shoulder and kneepads, over his simple black clothing. He was brandishing a large sabre.

"Greetings Prince Jayce." The blue skinned lizard man said, with a tone of limited respect in his voice. "I am General Xarn. High General Gorus has sent us here, to hunt down a criminal as well assist you in your attack, with Retan's permission of course. If you don't want to fully co-operate then don't get in my way and we won't get in yours." Just before he turned away he spoke again. "The criminal has been identified as a half demon that goes only by the name of Zeros'. We have reason to believe you are an acquaintance with him..."

[D. Ein]

-"KHAKH! KHAKH! Extra body parts? That's MY forte, child!"

Just then, I heard the whole sentence.

-"Wait, did you say... indestructible? Now THAT is interesting... Hmm......."

Still, though, I'd need some way to transport all those people from the Continent to... someplace else... Damien could... yes, a conduit... Kronos, you have the mind of a genius.

-"Well then, the pact is sealed. Here."

I threw Kerig the soultrap amulet containing de Sade's essence.

-"That's a good two hundred souls for you right there. That guy sure knew his magic... though in the end, as you must understand, that was his downfall. You go run and play somewhere else, while I need to do some important... business... yes... Anyways, tell your friend that he can have the amulet if he helps me out with a few rather annoying problems... Otherwise, you'll have to, ah, give it back..."

A loud thunder crash behind me interrupted my chain of thoughts. Grand, Damien makes a flashy entrance as usual. Another thunder crash informed me that he and Hannibal departed to search for that carcass I requested.

-"Am I talking too fast for you, child?"

[Drannic_Lord01]

"Stop! We've come to help! Ugh, what does it matter, I have to stop it." Ben ran forwards infront of the group and grabbed at the slash Ven made with his sword. He dragged it around the air and flung it around, disentigrating it into tiny pieces.

Jackie and Jelka held their arms out and countered the bolts of lightening with a combined, super-strong wind blast. The blast swarmed around the bolts of lightening and absorbed the power from them, disolving into thin air.

"HYAAAH!!!" Justin raced forwards at a blazing speed, passing around the knights, avoiding each of their swords and blocking all attacks thrown towards him.

"Justin, no," Ben called out, "Those are 'our' troops! They're allies, you idiot! Go past them to the Lizards!"

"What do you think I'm trying to do!? They came at me! Am I supposed to let them kill me, is that what you're saying?"

Jacobie sheathed one katana and held Ven back with his free hand. "These are my friends! They mean you or any of us no harm; they'll help us defeat the enemies ahead!" He let his katana back out of it's sheath and ran to stop the knights and Justin from fighting each other.

[Jenia]

Kerig easily cought the amulet.

"Err, no, Mister Crow-Nose..."

He turned to look at the amulet...
"So, can we use this?" He said out loud to himself more than anything.
"No! You imbecile, will you just let me speak to him myself!?" Weloss was apperantly running out of patience.
"Fine, fine...Talk to him yourself..." Kerig sighed as he placed his free hand on his face, hiding one of his eyes between his fingers.
His eyes slowly closed, as he was apperantly putting himself to sleep.
But just as they closed tight, the eye not hidden between the fingers opened wide, and it was blood red.
His facial expression suddenly changed into a bloodthirsty, furious one.

He sharply removed the hand from his face, leaving one eye closed.
"Look, this is stupid!" he said angrily, waving the hand holding the amulet.
"This contains spell power, not a soul! You saw him... He still talked back to you AFTER you filled this amulet with his power!"
He stepped forward, his foot sinking into the soil despite it being rock-hard.
"You see... Your made a common misconception by dwellers of the physical realm... Etherium is not the only thing forming a soul... It is what BINDS it to it's physical form! In other words, it's the only material which is both physical and astral! Now tell me, would a man who lost the connection with his body be able to use it to talk back!?"
He didn't wait for the answer.
"No! He wouldn't! Sure, etherium's 'glow' is like a sun to your spirit sensing... It makes the rest of the soul pale in comparison, so you think only etherium is there... But for fact, it's not! What I need is to assimilate..."
Suddenly, with his free hand, he grabbed his face again and closed his open eye, as if in pain.
"Don't be..." his voice seemed to return to it's regular tone "...so...rude..."

//Meh, will do the others later...\

[Dude Man]

"Are you sure my friend?" Ophelia asked Renard. "He didn't say anything."

"Maybe he lie. Perhaps he want to keep half demon safe." Rufokanno stated.

"Shut it." Opehlia sneered. "You sure, he didn't hint at anything? Did you see which direction he went too when he left?"

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Marshall and the gang make their way west to find the next temple.

"So, any idea where this temple would be around?" Firstman asked.

"Well..." Marshall said looking at the map. "It should be around the ruins of Bandervil."

"Woo...isn't that where Haraldur defeated Abodahon and the Grey Empire?" Firstman asked. "I heard Haraldur made this HUGE explosion and turned the entire fortress into dust."

"That's impossible." Wilham said. "Nobody has that much power in a single attack. It's just not logical. It would have taken him all day to make a blast so powerfull it would destroy an entire fortress. They would have taken him down before he could have fired the attack."

"Oh..." Marshall began. "Haraldur, he was beyond impossible..."

"Was?" Wilham asked.

"Yes, sadly that was also where he died. It's rumoured that he died in an attempt to kill both Abodahon and Melkoth in one strike. He succeeded...but...well you know." Firstman explained.

"Actually, I think what happened is that he allowed himself to die, so he could start a revolution in the netherworld." Marshall replied.

"I don't doubt Haraldur's motivation and abilities..." Firstman said "But I hear it's impossible for somebody to be free in the netherworld. The Dark God of Hell's powers are limitless, even compared to Haraldur's, in the netherworld. He'd never be able to pull it off."

"I just like to keep my hopes up. Some day, he will return." Marshall said with hope.

"So uh, how long until we get there?" Wilham asked.

"At this rate, it'll be awhile, actually. Maybe a day or two, heh." Marshall chuckled. "It'd be best if we had a ride. Want me to summon up some Wyverns?"

"No, I'll take care of it...." Wilham responded. He held out his gauntlet and spewed out a large fog of white mist, which began to take form. "Something we can ALL ride on..."

[Xorlak]

Renard's ears laid back and he touched the ends of his claws together.  Half demon?

"Well, I-uh..."

"Hey, look.  He said he doesn't know,"  Helix quickly interjected from the side.  The slightly taller and lankier sliver fox pressed his way in between Renard and Ophelia.

"We found the poor kid beat half to death.  I'm surprised he remembers his own name.  Now if you don't mind, we're kinda busy here."

Helix flicked his tail once and gave Ophelia a sort of sneer, while waving his right claw in a 'shoo'-ing motion.

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Jayce turned and growled at the newcomer General Xarn.

"This is my island, General.  I will be the one taking it.  Yes, you would do best to stay out of my way..."

Jayce turned and stormed off into the increasingly burning city.  Now here comes Gorus to try to steal some of his glory.  How irritating...

... Zeros'... The winged one with the white hair and sword?  Ah yes, now he remembered.  But he was sealed away... perhaps he escaped?  That must be the one who attacked Melface and the others.  Jayce grinned.  As he recalled, he owed him a match...  This night was starting to turn delicious...

"My Lord!"

A lizard bowed before him.

"There are caves in the northern mountains...  That is where the humans have fled..."

Jayce's smirk grew more insidious...

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Ven lowered his sword, then stood there blinking for a moment.

"Oh... Well, I suppose this is good news then! ... Just be careful not to burst into caves with waiting armed soldiers next time...  We're a bit jittery, you know."

Ven didn't quite have the time to consider his new allies, for his attention immediately snapped to the opening of the caverns ahead.  Through the darkness, he could see a spray of tiny orange lights drawing up the mountainside...

Torches...

Then came the hissing sound of hundreds of lizards, their war cry...  The rocks rumbled slightly under their heavy footfalls.

Ven took his sword and held hit vertically before him, the white light emanating from it glowing anew.

"This is it..."

[D. Ein]

"Urghhh!!! So THAT'S what he's after?!

-"Look, I don't have time to be chasing after people to fetch their souls for you. Here, how about you have five of these amulets, and you can do the rest yourself. Now, you can either help me after that or just do whatever, I don't care. I got plenty left. Those five should hold a good dozen souls each, so go and play. I have to take care of the really important things now."

Stupid, pathetic little people with their selfish minute obsessions....

I was slightly cheered up by a thunder crash somewhere to the left, and noticed Damien with a gigantic whale skeleton over him. He was holding it up using his air magic. Hannibal was already standing next to me.

-"Your skeleton, sir."

-"My skeleton is inside my body. This, however, is good... Oh yes, and Damien, I'll need you to hold it up for a while longer... a long while... along with many other people."

Damien's eye twitched, and turned away from me. Well, screw him too.

By my command, the bones of the gigantic skeleton all separated, then reconstructed. The creature's skull was now inside its ribcage, serving as the main carriage. The rest of its bones were arranged outside of the skull, providing protection from whatever harmful sources we may encounter. Thankfully, the gargantuan creature's carcass was bleached, so I would not have to bear the rotting death stench. I waved my hand up and down, signaling Damien to lower the "transport". He complied, and all of the remaining Kandarinians quickly rushed inside the skull, finding a comfortable place somewhere in a mess of jaws, teeth and miscellaneous bones. I entered last.

-"Take us up, Damien, and off we go to the Dark continent... Southeasternmost corner, please."

The bones crackling occasionally, the abomination rose in the air. I suppose I'm the captain, and Damien is the helmsman. He made himself a convenient hole in front of the skull to peer through. Meanwhile, I searched for Eve.

-"You there! Yes, you, the necromantress. I want everyone in here to be able to raise at least one corpse before we land on the continent, is that clear?"

-"Well, sir, I'm kind of not in the corpse department..."

-"Then what the hell kind of a necromantress are you?!"

-"Ah, the cursing kind, sir."

Curses...? Hexes and the such? Most interesting... Perhaps even more useful than death magic in some cases.

-"Cursing, I see." I quickly created a bone minion out of a pile of bones nearby. The creature shambled towards Eve. "Show me what you can do."

Eve extended her hand towards the undead, and a strange wreath of leaves appeared on its head. The same kind that high-ranking officials wore in Romme. What is she doing, decorating my minions? They're meant to shred people to pieces, not have plant life over their heads! Slightly annoyed, I forced my minion to swing at Eve.

The skeletal arm made a crushing blow, staggering and tripping the necromantress. Instantly, the wreath of leaves turned to metal and crushed the minion's skull. Of course, the minion was still standing... but a normal person wouldn't be... Very, very interesting...

-"I see... Well then, go teach them whatever little you know about death magic, then move onto curses. Don't move too fast, though. Their puny little brains need time to process information that complex."

-"Did I do that right?... oh, what? Yes, sir."

//the comparison with Romme served as a placeholder for Rome... The thing looked like this.\

[Drannic_Lord01]

"No time to loose! We must break the army!" Jacobie Raced through the opening of the cave and shocked about a fourth of the lizard army. Many of them dropped their weapons in surprise.

"My fellows, I'm afraid your siege ends here... Time to die! ATTACK!!!" The lizards gasped and picked up their weapons, surprised by this traitor that came upon them. He flung his blades out there like a mad man... or mad lizard-man.

"You heard the lizard! Destroy them all!" Ben let off his cloak and burst it off of him with great angelic wings. He flew up in the air and readied an attack, flapping his wings to keep his balance in the air.

"Well... this is it. Nice knowing you, Dori. I won't go down without a fight, though!"

"You're not going to die out there, Justin! Remember your powers! Didn't that lizard guy say that he found the soul of his lord in you? Think! You have Drannica in your guts. Put him to use..." Dori ran out in the valley to attack lizards at will as did Jacobie.

"Maybe she's right... I am a gepardi, after all. Time to see if this works..." Justin held his hands near his waist. His shape grew with a bright white aura. He transformed himself into a giant half-breed between dragon and human. Fangs sprang out of his mouth; large wings sprouted out of his back to resemble a dragon's. He was about the size of a full dragon, but still possesed human form.

*What is this inside me...? How is this happening? Where am I? Did I die already?* Justin's soul rested in a dark void as the soul of the great god Drannica resides within him.

"I HAVE COME UPON THE EARTH AND WITH MY TWO FEET TAKEN POSSESION! DIE, MORTALS!!!" The great half dragon came down upon the army and picked off Lizards at random. He grabbed a few of them and ate off thier heads, flinging the bodies to the ground.

"What is that thing out there? I think we should have just stayed home at Dranniville... In fact, I'm glad we're up here defending this place rather then trying to defend home... Let's get em, Jackie!"

"Right, Jelka! Should we give 'em the gale, or even the tornado? Yeah, let's do that!" They went out and formed a power stance, charging wind from around them, forming balls of wind in their hands.