Dark Age Legends

[Xorlak]

Bryce frowned when he saw the dark clouds rolling in.  It was a beautiful night, stars glistening in the sky, visible even through the translucent green dome that covered the city.  But all that would be gone in a few hours... this would be Tjed's last clear night ever...

He rested one boot on the short wall at the end of the battlements atop Tjed Castle, flicking his tail back and forth.  The dark city below was quiet, hundreds of Lizard Men patrolling the streets below.  After the short battle in the castle, it had been a quick and easy takeover.  Now he merely waited for orders with the rest of the Velkens who were not given some specific task.

Virmir approached and he snapped to attention, as did the group behind him, each giving a short bow of respect.  In the pale green light emitted from the dome above... he seemed different somehow...  The fur atop his head was unkempt and haggard, and he looked like he hadn't slept for days... His eyes were always the same though... cold and unfeeling.

"My lord?"

Virmir turned from him, running his claws atop the stone bricks as he looked out over the city.  "The humans..." he said quietly after a long pause, "they all must die."

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"Hyah!!" Anselm dove in front of the fallen translucent Ko'ji, slashing some centipede thing in half.  "I know..."  he said, placing a hand on her shoulder, "this is somehow more exhausting, even though we're not even fighting with our physical bodies..."  How much longer could they keep this up?  He knew Virmir had a plan, but what?  How long did they have to do this?

The monsters shrunk back for a bit, and he was given time to try and catch his breath.

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(Blargh... this is seriously the worst weekend ever for the RP to start on my end... more later on.)

[Dude Man]

"Okay, so do you have all of these ingredients?"  Giftmacher asked Vandrin, reading off of the old scroll.

"Yes, but not nearly enough. And we need better quality of them." Vandrin replied.

"Well, upon reading this, I can already point out a few problems with this." Giftmacher went over to Vandrin and pointed at a few of the ingredients. "You see that right there is actually used for killing this, while this has actually been proven to do nothing."

"Actually that, I figured out it was highly necessary. At first I ignored it, and the chemical just worked as some odd sort of poison, but when I added that it actually started mutating people."

"So, did you make this formula recipe on your own?" Scabbs asked.

"No, I think it's pretty obvious. That scroll is over a thousand years old." Vandrin stated.

"Okay.." Giftmacher interrupted. "Okay, a few of the poisons I think are what's making the low success rate, and some of the others are what's making it only work on humans."

"Well, those poisons are what give them their magic."

"But yeah, if we could perhaps say use some more magic enhancements rather than injecting them with poison, we could have mutants of different elements, and that might also get rid of our death rate entirely."

"Okay, that's one problem down. What about fixing the outcome?"

"Well, I think if we spilt the elements of this right here." He pointed at one of the ingredients. "And make separate chemicals for our types then that might work. But doing that may be tricky."

"Alright."

"But one thing that puzzles me, are those shadow mutants. There isn't a single ingredient here, that would make something have shadow magic."

Scabbs rubbed his chin. "We the ingredients taken from the Dark Continent."

"Some of them." Vandrin replied. "Actually a few of them were from the south west, around Bane's Tower, or whatever they're calling it."

"Well there have been some people who have reported a extremely high amount of shadow radiation in that area. Perhaps that might explain it."

"Hmm..." Vandrin crossed his arms. "It just occurred to me, that some of my old shadow mutants might still be alive. And if they were tainted by Retan's power...maybe they might join him."

"Well, the Sovreign's Necromancy will prevent that from happening. He should have full control over the new batch. Assuming we're able to finish this." Scabbs replied.

"Vandrin." Giftmacher called. "Did you notice this?" He showed him some worn out text on the scroll, only a few letters could be made out.

"No, I didn't." Vandrin replied. "We should find out what it is."

"Indeed, we should." Giftmacher said back.

[D. Ein]

The stench of bear wasn't still quite gone from its skin, but Ein didn't mind. He finally tired of hauling his weapon over his shoulder, and decided to make a sheath for it. It just so happened that a bear was passing by when he got the idea. Now, Ein was full with bear meat, and a decent-sized pouch for his weapon. He didn't like to think of himself as a resource waster, so he made himself a pair of gloves from the remaining skin. They kept his hands nice and warm, which would probably help once he's back in the Arctic Region.

Now, to find Marshall...

[Trent]

//Yeah, the Zerobi no Anti is extremely powerful. Acknowledging that fact, but then taking no damage? Ho ho, this fight is interesting. Something's going on with Nex. I like it. >:D

Anti was taken aback by the fact that he didn't seem to be doing any damage at all. "What the hell?!" The attacks that came in on him next struck him quite squarely, and sent him back a few feet. He turned a backflip and skidded to a stop on his feet. My attacks had no effect at all. I'm at around 95% too, so that makes no sense. There's something weird going on here. He created a ball of energy and flung it at Nex, just to see what would happen.

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The four got off the ship. Zion had a frown on his face. "Man, I feel it everywhere. You could probably cut through it with a knife."
Xenai wore a similar frown. "And the Zerobi no Anti is nearby. I can feel that monstrous energy... But it feels like he's fighting. So he shouldn't notice us."
Aura nodded. "Yeah, Anti seems to be pretty focused when he fights. He didn't even notice Tsu coming in to take me away from our own fight."
Tsu looked to Duilin. "So what now?"

[Xorlak]

Grav cackled manically as soon as the transmission faded.  That was so much fun!  He tossed the bloody rag doll onto the ground.  The illusion spell cast upon it faded, revealing it to be nothing more than a stuffed animal only vaguely resembling a Velken.  Obviously they would not have opened the gates to Welkin just to sacrifice one miserable little girl!  When the gates did open it was going to be for something significant-- more troops flowing in, or an actual meaningful sacrifice...

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The small cloaked figure dashed down the side of the ship and disapeared amongst a copse of shadowy trees.  Blast it... there were just too many of them!  No, this wouldn't work at all...

Zipping amongst the dead branches like a wraith, he watched the group from the relative safety of the thick darkness that enveloped everything-- if one could actually call that safe.  He recognized Duilin near the lead.  There was also that angel-- Ben or something.  That one could be problematic, as he was way too rash for his own good.  The rest were but shadows in the darkness, as even his night-adjusted eyes couldn't discern their forms.  It was mostly in their hands now.  At this point, he couldn't do much other than wait for the right moment... He pulled his cowl further over his face.  Hopefully it would come...

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An intense fireball curled around Anti's form, destroying one of the energy blades with a blinding flash. A rather irritated Draven followed in its wake, ducking in front of Anti and destroying another of Nex's projectiles as he crossed over to the astral demon's left.  Cupping his hands to his side, a brilliant ball of crimson materialized within.

"Flattering.  Really..."

Thrusting his hands forward, he sent forth a spiral of raging fire much like a drill, surging right for the oversized Nex's chest...

[Drannic_Lord01]

The sea was very quiet as the ships made their way to Tjed. There were about five ships, each carrying around one thousand drannivolkan foot soldiers and twenty captains. They were a bit crammed, but the size of the ships helped greatly. They were all quite large, and had giant sails that would quickly catch wind if not anchored.

"LAND!!!" A soldier shouted, "TJED!!!" All of the soldiers were now very eager to get off the ships and fight the lizardmen. They leaned forward as the ships neared land. At last, they reached Tjed, with some sort of green dome above the mountains. The army would have a long ways to walk before they all made it to Tjedon.

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"Hah! Too slow!" Doriana pushed Arata's attack back and flipped backwards. "Come on! You'll have to do MUCH better than that if you want to hit me!"

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Ben glanced around the area with a sort of cold feeling; like something had been watching them. "Hey guys... do you think we've been followed?"

"What do you mean?" Tiberius asked, "Like somebody followed us from Tjed or-"

"Like someone else grabbed a ride from that ship... and is following us now as we speak... watching..." Valiko had lost the feeling of Retan, though a new one had been erplaced, as if showing which direction he was.

"Yeah," Ben continued, "That. I'm not sure, but I think we're being tailed. I sense a faint presence, though I'm not sure what to make of it... What do you guys think?"

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[Dude Man]

"A faint presence?" Duilin asked. "I can feel a few auras around...But I've never been to good at that sort of thing." He said as he continued moving.

"We should just keep going. We need to get to north point."

But I have a bad feeling about who we're going to meet there...

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The oversized Nex seemingly embraced the two attacks which smashed into him. Nex started to laugh, but just like his speech it seemed to enter into their minds, and even start tormenting their souls. The laughing seized.

"I was able to survive my little 'tumble' into the lava pool by merging myself with the two elites. You see, they are further enhanced from the previous ones with the Grey Empire. But let's just say they can't die. And now that they have fused with me, neither can I."

But something within him seemed to be weakening, when the moment the mutated Nex raised up from the lava pool there was a feeling in his aura that was added to his, it was from the elites. But it seemed to be slightly shrinking...

Nex's voice deepened and seemed to change into the voice(s) of the elites.

"Now your souls will burn in Hell!!"

The giant Nex flew towards Nex and Anti, and swung his giant scythe claws down at his two opponents.

[Xorlak]

Blast... could they be talking about him...?  The cloaked figure slunk further back as he listened to the angel Ben talk from afar. This would screw up everything... especially out here.  But he knew how to hide himself, they couldn't possibly be picking him up.  That means...

"Eeeeeeee~!!!"

The trees all around splintered as if it hit with cannonballs.  Screaming black wraiths burst from the holes, brandishing large scythes and rushed at Duilin and the other intruders...

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Draven wasn't quite tormented by the laugh.  He just found it blatantly annoying.

He shot diagonally upwards in avoidance of the scythe, feeling a surge of wind from where it split the air.  Blast it all!  It was going to take forever to put a dent into this muto-demon-freak's armor.  He looked down at the... things that seemed to be trying to escape the lava pool.  They didn't seem to be enjoying themselves.  Some even seemed to be crying to him for help.  Hmmm...

Smirking he extended both hands as a faint glow surrounded them.  Cleft to the underworld that it was, it was still lava, and still his element.  Turning it into a simple magma geyser should be no problem at all.  He didn't quite like the idea of underworld freaks roaming Gaian, but if it would annoy Nex, it'd be worth it.

The sea of fire underneath Nex surged, and with a mighty flash, began to flow upwards-- along with the trapped souls within.

[Dude Man]

"Great..." Duilin groaned as he readied himself in a fighter’s stance with his mace ready.

"Haven't even been here for a bleeding minute and we've already got freaks with scythes coming at us." Duilin lifted his mace up and it was engulfed with flame, he then pointed his weapon at one of the wraiths coming at him and shot a rocket of fire at it, just to test this guy's magical resistance.

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"What the devil are you doing!?" Nex shouted as the lava pool began to geyser upwards, crashing into him.

"You're...getting...on...my...irritation!!"

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In Thanatos the two pale skinned humanoids were watching an inter-dimensional vortex in the sky over their temple.

"He is about to escape."

"We can not let this happen."

"Send our warriors to crush them."

"And to further help our leading warrior."

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"So much is happening...Fighting, Hiding, Following, Hunting, Cowering, Failing, Dieing, Falling, Running, Screaming, Burning, Crying, Digging, Flying, Swimming, Begging, Pleading and finally it's over but it can all start again. Please no more."

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"You stupid ape!" Nex's voice shouted into Draven's mind "Do you have any idea what you've just done!?" Nex's gauntlets started to glow red, as he emerged from the lava geyser, with skeleton like beings and the undead pouring out from them.

"You've just allowed a hell gate to open up. More of my enemies are now in Gaian." But then Nex laughed."But more of yours are too..."

Several undeads were tossed and tumbled onto the ground.

“We’re free!” Shouted one of them!

Not a second after the freed soul cheered out, several large globs of lava crashed into several places around the lava pool which was now nearly empty, with most of the land around charred and deformed. The globs of lava revealed to have large metal capsules inside of them, as the lava flowed off of them. Their were doors on the capsules, which slowly opened, and steam shot out. One of the capsules that landed closest to Draven, Nex and Anti had a metal hoof step out of it. Emerging from the steam clouding the area around the capsule was a large demon, with iron plated bull horns and a grilled helmet covering the entire top half of it’s face, it’s entire body had sheets of black metal which appeared to be nailed onto his body. On it’s back were pipes, which were shooting steam, four pipes pointing downward and three pointing diagonally upwards. And it’s tail appeared to be a pipe of some sort as well resembling a modern day shower hose, but made of the same black coloured metal as his plating. One of his arms seemed to more metal then the rest, it’s hand seemed to have every joint broken, as it was just dangling there.

The Steam Demon, was at least seven feet tall, it was almost amazing how a beast that size was able to fit inside the capsule. The steam demon’s arm with the broken hand pointed towards the two fighters near by Nex, who by now was floating motionlessly inside the empty pit that was once the lava pool. The steam demon’s broken fingers snapped backwards until they were firmly placed against it’s metal arm. It’s palm burned open until it was a large circular hole. It’s arm now resembled a cannon.

“Do you like them?” Nex asked. “I designed them myself.”

From every capsule came another one of those steam demons. The tortured souls around them began to back up and began to cry in fear, as they approached them. The steam demons began gunning them down by shooting hunks of flaming metal from their arms, in three round bursts. A few of the tortured souls tried to fight back, but it was no use.

The steam demon in front of Draven and Anti then fired three hunks of flaming metal. One of them was clearly going to miss while the other two were heading towards them...

Meanwhile Nex noticed somebody in the pit next to him, laying motionless on the ground. It was a well built man, with long white hair; most of his flesh was burnt off. He was wearing black pants, yet no shirt. He noticed something on his shoulders; it seemed that perhaps horns were ripped off from his shoulders, by either himself, or somebody else. The giant Nex got up onto his feet.

"Well...well...well."

[ElderScrollinIt]

"What!? Damn you!" Arata was taken aback by the female Drow's abilities. From behind them marched an army. They would have to postpone this battle and continue later.

"I'll get you back!" Arata darted away and began to climb the mountains, looking for some sort of cliff to rest on as he waited for the army to pass.

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Two more dark figures rose from the mist that covered the ground. Both of them were holding a longsword. They did not appear to be violent, though.

"How much longer do you intend to keep your friend safe from us?" The first dark figure asked, "His soul is strong with magic blood... delicious..." The figures held their swords out a bit further and stepped into what looked like a battle stance.

"You wont be able to protect him much longer from us," the second dark figure added.

"Damn it all..." Ko'ji readied her scimitar, "These guys are stronger than the others... Take THIS!" Ko'ji leapt forwards and thrusted her blade into the shadowy figure. He managed to get his sword up just in time to deflect the attack.

"I could use a hand here!" Ko'ji shouted.

[Coriko]

The Dalek's eye piece shivelled around looking for inferior life forms.

"EX-TER-MI-NATE!!"

It shouted and shot a lab technician who was running away with McNiel. A scream escaped the dead mans lips as he glowed green and his bones black as if he had his insides looked at through an x-ray!! The corpse fell to the ground.

"What the hell?!?!" Coriko yelled causing the Dalek'e eye piece to swivel in his direction.

"You are inferior to the Daaa-lekk. EX-TER-MI-NATE!!"

As the creature's gun pointed at Coriko, he jumped out of the way. The bolt missed and Coriko fired a mortar arrow at the Dalek. Just before it hit the creature an orange glow appeared and the arrow vanished into nothing.

"Oh for the love of god!"

Coriko jumped out of the way as another bolt was fired at him.

"Wilham help me out!"

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Druid glided accross the air, over the water. He looked at his work of art, his masterpiece, his home. The city was almost as he remembered it and little had changed besides a few new building which were erected. He scanned from the north of the island to the south. And his eyes landed on it. The middle of the island, in the most fortified and secure place. His jet black place. He looked back over his shoulder.

"Thank you for the help gentleman."

The still smouldering bodies of the remaining summoners.

"It was a pleasure."

Druid continued forward focusing his attention on his island. He out stretched his hands and summoned to orbs of shadow energy. The cracked and flashed, causing everyone on the island to look at him.

"I am back." This was said in a loud, booming, and certainly terrifing voice. He said only these words. A respectful silence passed and a equally loud cheer erupted from the island. Druid made the orbs crack again and the cheers ended. "Good, i see you did not lose all your manners under that boorish Silas." A boo echoed from the island as this name was uttered. "Now," the crowd quited down. "I promise you this world will be ours!" A louder cheer exploded from the island. "But," again dead silence fell upon the city. "I have some buisness to take care of." With that Druid moved towards his now reclaimed palace.

[TK Game Boy]

Answers? Answers were the only thing he didn't need. He spent all his life not bothering with questions, but alas, all was different now.

The wreckage proved nothing of the man that once appeared before him and thus left. That was days ago. Now what? Quadricentennial now had to live among 'those who burn with the sun' as he called them since he always lived in darkness. He was used to the cold but the sun was just fine. He yet again tore up his shirt again from the last battle. He needed a new one. He went about, to search for something to cover himself with. Maybe hunt some wild animal for it's fur. He didn't knew what to do exactly, he never ventured outside. He was truly lost. He didn't knew what to do. Where to go. What his life's purpose was. He figured he'd just find a dark cave and forget the whole nonsense about the mysterious old mad that appeared from a plant. Yet he felt something strange whenever he thought of the old man. As if he knew him. That would be impossible since he never knew anyone but his owls and his little nana Sweetness. Whoever this old man was had a hold on him. So he would figure he would just aimlessly walk around and let the purpose come to him.

And so he does.

[Dude Man]

"You got it." Wilham said to Coriko. "Hey!" He shouted to the Dalek.

"EX-TER-MI-NATE!!" The Dalek fired a death beam at Wilham, but he was able to brace himself, as the robot shouted exterminate.

"You draw way to much attention to yourself you know that." Wilham quipped.

"The Daleks have no need for stealth!" The Dalek screeched. "EX-TER-MI-NATE!!"

It fired another beam at Wilham but he put his gauntlet covered hands in front of him, and the beam only singed Wilham's gauntlets.

"IM-POSIBLE!" The Dalek screeched.

"Welcome to the big leagues, can head." Wilham's hand then glowed white and he pressed them together summoning a light elemental nymph.

The nymph shot a beam of light at the Dalek, but the beam seemed to have no effect.

"Inferior tactics detected!"

"Did that robot just taunt me!?" Wilham asked.

He began to circle around the Dalek, with his nymph in front of him shooting lasers.

The Dalek fired another beam, but narrowly missed Wilham, the nymph shot a laser at the exact time the Dalek did, and the laser hit right on the grill part underneath the head section.

"Scanners have sustained damage!" The Dalek droned in its raspy voice.

Wilham noticed something. Normally any attack coming at it was blocked by its energy shield, meaning that it needs to turn it off in order to shoot his death beam, that's why his nymph was able to hit it.

"Coriko, shoot at the exact time, it does!" Wilham shouted to his comrade.

[Coriko]

Coriko waited for the robot to fire another shot at Wilham. The shot missed but killed the light nymph. When the Dalek fired Coriko summoned and fired a fire ball. The fire made contact with the robot and its head blew off. The blue light emitted from the eye piece died and the body stood still.

"Wow that was close, sorry about your nymph. You think its dead or just disarmed?"

[Dude Man]

"Nice shot." Wilham complimented. "But yeah, don't worry about the nymph." The dead creature turned into white light and then flowed back into the gems on Wilham's gauntlets. "The creatures I summon aren't actually alive. They're just replications of life forms."

Wilham noticed that the officers had all ran off, leaving them behind.

"Well, they'll be glad to know we figured out how to kill them." Wilham said walking over to the headless Dalek. He leaned against the empty shell. "Heh, they aren't so tough are they?"

Then suddenly a small green squid like creature jumped out from the Dalek casing and latched onto the back of Wilham's neck. "Arg!!" He tumbled to the ground. "Get it off! Get it off!" The mutant Kaled's tentacles then started to dig into Wilham's ears. He grabbed onto the creature, trying to pull it off. "It's trying to get into my skull! Quickly! Help me get it off!!" He shouted.