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 Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:54 pm
As Lana reached the exit to the upper section of the chapel, she ordered her skeletal soldiers to move with caution and as much stealth as they could. Slowly, she opened the door and before her stood not a group of scared peasants, but a group of honed warriors. As soon as she noticed this, she licked her lips, hopeful of a meal to come. With a flick of her fingers she ordered the skeletons to exit the chapel undercroft, as they did so...Lana, the Blacklotus followed in their stead;
"Ahhh...another group of foolhardy adventurers...how utterly delightful!" She said loudly, giggling to herself in a surprisingly girlish manner. Her hands on her hips surveying the force in front of her...
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 6:19 pm
Kain's ear twitched at the sound of a door being opened and his nose tweaked. He instantly turned and raised his hammer "Do you smell that blood to Rihara?" he asked as he faced the scantly clad woman and skeletons. The others raised their hammers no doubt this woman whatever she was, would realise what she was up against.
Four paladins who weren't low ranked, a succubus or she at least think demon. Finally a pair of fallen Angels* all had what it took to smash several skeletons with ease. Five were nothing but perhaps this woman was merely scouting or more powerful then expected. With noticeable difficultly Kain caught the swords but could not assume where they were from. He could smell blood but as she was that wasn't enough to label this woman.
She could be human, or undead and even undead would make it difficult to be sure.
(*Still Assuming Soirka's there.)
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 2:18 am
Soirka heard the door open and braced herself; her double daggers bringing her strength and comfort. She knew this mission wouldn't be easy. She thought back to the Temple of Ages.
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The eldest of the Angels stood before them with golden wings, his face deliberately angled to look at Alchaeon. In this hearing they would only judge his opinion. In this court she was nothing. Nevertheless she wanted them to know she was there and extended her black wings proudly... she would not run from her heritage.
"Why have you come here Alchaeon? you disappoint me in bringing one of the fallen into our haven of purity," the Elder spoke. Alchaeon bowed.
"I have come here for your help. Soika begged me to come," he spoke and shot a tender glance her way but her eyes were squarely upon the Elder's face.
"We will do no bidding that has the backing of a fallen one," he replied.
"This is of the most importance, please at least just hear me out," Alchaeon spoke. "The very future of this world relies upon you," he added; playing to their arrogance and greed.
"Speak and we shall listen," the Elder commanded as the circle of twelve angels leaned closer with interest.
"As you know the one Fallen God is on a quest to redeem himself... He has begun to seek the seals. A group of paladins and heroes are heading there now to stop him for we all know the consequences if He shall succeed," Alchaeon told him.
"Indeed we are all aware of the Scroll's telllings," the Elder nodded.
"We need your help... wihtout you I do not believe victory is possible," Alchaeon told him.
"Do you not trust your friends?" the Elder one smirked.
"I..." Alchaeon began.
"Why should we do their job? The God's quest for power began when he was destroyed... you travel with a Fallen one who helped. I suggest you get rid of her first, you never know where His eyes lurk," the Elder looked at Soirka for the first time.
"We trust our friends with our lives but we need help. The Fallen One is bound to be strong, even with his power limited. We are only a small group..." Soirka spoke.
"Silence! how dare you speak to the Elder?" another angel cried.
"My parents were involved in the Revolution... not I. These wings I carry upon my back are not markers of my sin. You would do well to remember that," Soirka snapped.
"Alchaeon... if you follow this girl your wings will turn too and your true form will be locked away," the Elder spoke.
"Elder... if we fail in this mission that will be the last of my problems... please, you know the price of this, will you not help us?" Alchaeon asked as he fell to his knees.
"Evil has a place in the world as well as good," the Elder one asked.
"This evil will kill all that is good," Soirka spoke.
"Please..." Alchaeon begged.
"Leave and I beg of you to rethink your company before it is too late," the Elder one commanded.
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Soirka shook her head to rid herself of those memories and looked across at Alchaeon. He gave her a small grin back. They knew in their hearts that they were doing the right thing but still it pained her to see the tops of his wings greying... she knew he would not have his full angelic powers for long.
(sorry about such a huge post)
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 2:27 pm
"Hnnnn...what's this? A paladin! Ahh my favourite flavour next to Priest of Cecelia..." Lana said provocatively, her immaculate smile filled with a hunters desire. She moved gracefully, slinking towards the small force, beckoning her skeletons to form a small row. They all drew their blades simulatenously. Adopting a low, menacing stance, their sword arms bent back the blades facing forward, sheilds held in front of their ribcages.
Lana placed herself in the middle of the rattling company, her own demon-crafted swords drawn. She let herself fall into a deceptively elegant stance, allowing her grass-green eyes to bore into each opponent standing before her.
"Well then...Shall we begin?" She purred her fangs flashing...
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 2:38 pm
"Bite her" was the chorus of the paladins all except for Samantha. Said woman growled menacingly and raised her own hammer "Try it you undead trollop" she growled. Eye's rolled at that statement and Kain glanced at Rihara, Soirka and Alcheon for a moment "Shall we?" he asked raisign his own hammer.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 4:40 am
"I'd love to... Lead us Kain," Soirka flashed a smile at him as she took a stance inspired by fencing. Her main long, curved dagger before her in her right hand and her second curved behind her in her left hand. She then looked towards Alchaeon, who had his bow string pulled taunt.
"Ever ready, My Love," he responded and waited for the command to release the arrow.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 3:43 pm
(Erm I should have posted sooner I guess I just thought it was Mina's turn. Lets try and rap this and Bar inn up soonish.)
Kain stepped forward and eyed the vampire in front of him.
(This is pathetic but I don't know what to have Kain and co do.)
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