Dark Age Legends

[Cesque]

Scorch focused his energy and summoned a chain lightning from his hands. Stream of electricity jumped through the soldiers as Scorch flew into the air and begin to head in direction of Iduran and Sigilius.

[Dude Man]

Darion bowed at Draven and then left
"All right...I pulled it off" He said quititly to himself
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Duilin then got up from the blast and then took his mace out a started swinging it around he walked up toward Silgus. Darion however exited the castle and was heading toward them. He swiped a cross bow from and dead body and fired it at Duilin but the arrow was hit by the mace.
"I got bigger fish to fry!" Duilin ran toward Darion and swung his mace and hit him in the gut. Darion then grabed his belly in pain and looked surpizeingly at Duilin he took his buster sword and slashed at him and Duilin fell to the ground. Meanwile Patrick ran toward Silgus and prepared to stab him in the back with his sword.

[Xorlak]

Draven paced back and forth.  What a fine mess this was...  He certainly wasn't going to be charged with losing the last piece of the puzzle...  He clenched his fist and teeth as he thought of what they would say... he thought of their mocking laughter...  He turned around in a split second.  If you want something done right, do it yourself...  He looked at the doorway behind the throne, trying to make a decision.  Should he search the castle's basement or the battlefield...?

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Lying in the dirt, Iduran lightly moaned.  He opened his eyes slighly.  Though his vision was blurred, he could see something in the sky coming toward him... could it be the air mage that saved him earlier?

"Him... yes... he's the one..." he thought to himself.  "Our last hope..."

He stuggled to yell, to attract his attention, but he couldn't.  Succumbing to wearyness, he closed his eyes once more...

[Dude Man]

Darion then kicked the bloody body of Duilin and then ran and grabed Patrick who was trying to stab Sigilus. He then started slaming him on the ground over and over. Patrick was in great pain, but he was able to swing his sword at Darion cuting him across his chest. Darion fell to the ground holding his cut, he yelled out in pain. Patrick then fell to the ground, he looked over at Duilin and blinked a few times. He got up and then headed toward the castle. He limped closer and closer. He then stoped to take a look at Duilin's body and the Duilin's eyes opend and then he got back up.
"You should probally go kill Darion now." Patrick said
"No, I'll leave him in his pain...He's had enough..." Duilin replied
"No you idot he might follow us inside!"
*Duilin smaks Patrick* "Don't you dare talk to me like that! I killed the last person who said that to me...But your right. I'll go kill him." Duilin looked back and saw the Darion was gone! "Well let's just go find Draven. We stop him we stop the empire!"
"We also should find the King. See if he's okay!"
Patrick and Duilin ran inside the castle and headed to the throne room. They then were right in front of the door and then they opened it.

[Xorlak]

Draven turned around at the sound of the door opening, raising an eyebrow at the two curious figures that stood in the doorway.  One was a dark soldier from his division, the other apparently a soldier of Romme.  Both were in somewhat bad shape, thier armor battle worn and their faces dirty.

"What's this?" Draven said, looking at Duilin from the other side of the room.

[Dude Man]

Duilin looked at Draven and frowned
"I don't know what Darion told you about me but I don't care. Darion killed my family and forced me to join the Dark Empire and I never wanted to. I hate the Dark Empire. I hate working for the forces of evil. I hate Darion. I hate you, Draven!" Duilin ran toward Draven spining his mace around and around yelling. Patrick then took out his cross bow and fired it at Draven. Duilin swiped his mace at Draven.

[Mark of the Dragon]

Sigilus, having been thrown by the lightning, left the battlefield, and entered the castle just in time to see Duilin attempt an attack on Draven. Sigilus didn't even stop to consider the boy's chance of success. Sigilus practically teleported between them and plunged his hand where Duilin's heart would be...and ripped it out with a forceful jerk.

[Dude Man]

Duilin looks at Silgus as his hand aims for were is hart whould be. However his armor was thick enough to block his hand. Duilin kicks at Silgus to fend him off.

The arrow that Patrick shot at Draven moves closer to his head

//Please don't kill of Duilin he's my primay charactor. However I chould chare less what happens to Patrick. But envenually I want Duilin to kill Darion or vice-versa//

[Xorlak]

The arrow sped through the air, stopping a foot in front of Draven's face and falling limply to the floor.  Draven folded his arms and laughed.  Turning to Duilin, who was busy fighting his new adversary,

"You ungrateful wretch!  Have you forgotten all we've given you?  Money!  Power!  What was taken from you was worthless.  But no matter, taste the reward for dissidence..."

Seeing Sigilus had the situation under control, Draven turned to Patrick with an evil grin.  With fire in his eyes, he began to slowly walk toward the soldier.

"You, O warrior of Romme, however, may be of some use..."

[Dude Man]

"Sure I'll be some use. I'll be some you to help kick you butt, you ugly freak!" Patrick yelled. He fires another arrow at him

[Cesque]

Seeing the action focused on castle, Scorch entered it.

"Good lightning, what a mess." - he said. - "Oh, sir Draven. Pleased to see you in such good humor. Having fun stopping arrows in the air?" - Scorch laughed. - "Try to stop this."

With a sudden blow of the wind through the castle's halls, a chandelier broke from the roof and began flying in direction of Draven's face.

[Mark of the Dragon]

Sigilus, furious that he had forgotten about the armor, sent a powerful side-kick to Duilin's chest, sending him flying. Looking toward Patrick, Sigilus formed a ball of energy in his hand, and aimed it straight for his head.

[Dude Man]

Patricks eyes lit up as he saw the energy ball heading toward him. He was scared stiff and then the ball of energy blew his head clean off. Patrick fell to the ground dead. Duilin look angrely at Silgus.
"You know....I'm alot stronger then you would think!" Duilin smiles evily and then charges a huge fire ball in his arm.
The Fire Ball was tossed at Silgus and it so big that Draven and Scorch whould probally have to dodge this too.
"Sorry if this hits you Scorch. I know were on the same side...I think..." Duilin says

[Xorlak]

"Huh?"

As the shadow of the chandelier above engulfed him, Draven sidestepped backwards, landing a good ten feet away.  The chandelier hit the ground with a tremendous crash, sending shards of crystal and gold in all directions.  When he was finished shielding his face from the debris, Draven shook his right fist menacingly at Scorch.

"You blasting--!!  Why are YOU still alive?!"

Regaining his composure, Draven lowered his arms to his side, extending his clenched fists outward.  His aura of flame returned, much dimmer now, but slowly building in intensity.  The crimson energy swirled upwards around him...

"That's it.  I've had quite enough of you, traitor...  Why you insist on delaying me I do not care.  But I will extract a certain amount of pleasure in killing you..."

[Cesque]

Scorch jumps back from the exploding ball, still laughing. He sort of entered a maniacal state now...

"Fear the storm!" - he shouted, and suddenly the air in the room began to circle around, faster and faster, chandeliers, candelabrums and decorations as well as people began to slowly shake, as the air circulations began to gather before the throne in a beam of whirling air (which also took some dust from the floor and Patrick's blood)...

"I dedicate this to you, sir!" - said Scorch and the whirlwind slowly began to head in Draven's direction, while he still gathered his aura energy.

"Fire might be powerful... But the storm and air are lightning faster!"

And suddenly, electrical charges began to appear within the whirlwind coil...