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Lady Airlea
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Aftermath: Rogue's Castle Raid

The Heroes enterred the castle without problem, especially with the use of the Cannon Nova brought. The Ranger within, however, single-handedly towed the line for the rest of Paidi's soldiery, holding the Heroes back long enough for a detachment of 200 Demons to storm the Castle.

Ready to face certain Death at the Hands of Rippers, Dawn Del'oro gave her life, allowing the others to escape on the cannon carriage. Thalia steered them into the night, before spotting the smoke of Worshipper fires, and collapsing onto a bed roll.

Later that evening, it was revealed Rexotic Silversmith had come to save his bride to be, only to find her dead. His Sergeant delivered a mysterious package to Thalia, and has since watched the borders of the camp.

The Quest is almost at a close. Only two roleplays remain!
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09-Feb-2017 05:20:36

Rexost

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~I haven't missed this~


Commander Rexotic Silversmith stood leaning against the battlements of Ashraven's Flight. The former Rogue's castle was being refitted by a crack team of military engineers. All of the sixty some odd soldiers around the fortress had brightly glowing, cyan eyes. The Old Slayer was silent as he gazed out over the swirling ash of Forinthry. His eyes scanned all around, but never rested on the body under a sheet by his side.

He may not miss it, but Rex knew his place in the world, and this was it. Leading troops, planning, putting his heart into every single move he made. He loved chess. His eyes scanned around once more, and he accidentally caught the figure by his side in the corner of his vision, but he snapped his head away in an instant. Work, work was on his mind, not revenge. Work.

And work was war, and war was where Rex thrived.
Edgar
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09-Feb-2017 05:35:38

Hobie Wan
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The Journal of Crast Ares


I carry a golden pocket-watch. I always have but it doesn't tell time. It never has, not since the day it was given to me. I lived for years as a hero. I have seen many die now, my family, my friends, my enemies. Sometimes those overlapped. Today I was reminded of what it means to be a hero. What happens to you is not important when it comes to defending those who require it. Death in the face of a powerful adversary to let others escape. That is noble. That is true heroism, even if I know the one who did so would deny it.

I carry a golden pocket-watch, and it doesn't tell time. It counts. When I got it the hand was at 12. Every so often it would move a little more. And a little more. Now I understand, watching everything happen these past few days. With the nature of this mission, I understand. The hand is my life, and when it strikes 12 again, it will stop moving. I will fight by Renderra's side for now. I will make sure they survive this mission. But the hand is on 11. It is clear to me now that this is war, and this war may be where I die.


Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?

"Hello There."

09-Feb-2017 06:16:27

Lady Airlea
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Meanwhile at the Court of Storms...

Yeligubolus slinked in, reduced to three tendrils of his once twenty. Broken. Beaten.

"Mother... I failed. I could not defeat them all, only one lay dead."

"...Leave my presence. Go with your sisters to the other Court, and stay there." The Queen of Nightmares broke her paintbrush in one of her tendrils.

I never have time to enjoy the classical arts anymore.

RECAP: Blade of Red, Blade of Blue

Thalia dueled a Worshipper Promethean, winning after her sign of life went off.

The Promethean demanded the other heroes prove themselves as well, by retrieving the Kin's Heart from the old Dragonkin cache.

After an uphill battle with demons, they did so, defeating and forcing Yeligubolus, Paidi's thirdborn into fleeing.

William had some moral issues with giving a potentially dangerous item back to the Worshippers, though their King seemed more than eager to lock it away.

The Gaiaximus-King offered Thalia a trade. He, as the only fluent speaker of common in writing, would write the Worshipper Codex, if Thalia avenged his brother, who died to the Queen of Nightmares. He wanted to see the Queen fall, and the prophecies claim Thalia can do it.

Will she succeed? Tune in Saturday at 7pm EST for the thrilling conclusion.
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11-Feb-2017 10:31:23 - Last edited on 11-Feb-2017 10:31:37 by Lady Airlea

Rexost

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Edgar Dae stood on the beach of a burning island. He'd done his part, unearthing the connection between these global criminal enterprises and Paidi's Legion, but it hadn't been enough. Not at all. So many people had died because he'd been sloppy. Well, that wouldn't happen again, never. He knew where his final target was, that last person whom he could actually touch in this war. The only problem was he was going to have to go to the front lines to see her, and Edgar hated the front lines. Too much unpredictability in war, in the clash of men, women, steel and fire. Still...

He had his quarry. Edgar had never been an assassin despite his skill set being perfect for one. Maybe just this once, just this one time, he'd make an exception.
Edgar
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Rex
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11-Feb-2017 19:35:44

Rexost

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~Just a little further, a little more.~

Fauramizu Lin, the leader of the infamous gang of slavers and drug dealers by the same name, sprinted across the battlefield. Explosions and screaming echoed around her, demons and spirituals ripping each other apart. Unholy sights were everywhere, and body parts and ashes were nearly up to her knees as she ran through the Shadow Realm, untouched by the fighting.

~Almost there, almost.~

She finally neared the outskirts of the battle, barely avoiding the explosion that seemed to start inside of a ripper demon near her. Lin faceplanted into the dusts of the Wilderness, far enough away for the screams of battle to barely reach her. A wicked smile was on the slaver's face as she began to charge a teleport spell.

~Just need to get back, and I can recover from this.~

The spell uncurled from her hand, and she closed her eyes as she went through the teleport... And went no where. A look of dread crossed her face, someone had teleblocked her at the last minute, but that was impossible. There was no one else up here who could see her, it wasn't possible! She snarled, looking around from her place on the ground, before a booted heel slammed into her back forcing her to the ground.

"No. No more."


Lin let out a scream of rage, before the dark, cold steel of Starshatter took her head off at the neck.

Edgar left her body where it lay in the Shadow Realm, never to be found. He hadn't been fast enough to save everyone, but it was a start.
Edgar
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Rex
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12-Feb-2017 04:32:56 - Last edited on 12-Feb-2017 04:39:13 by Rexost

Lady Airlea
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"You have not brought the Guild a gift, Thalia Renderra. You are denied Legend's Guild status." The scribe stared Thalia in the face, almost sneering, mockingly.


"...I know I did. Look at this." Thalia pointed to the first page, an inscription. A spell written in Sacradhii, the Worshipper language. The Scribe read it, and a large ruby the size of two fists fell into his hands. He frowned, glaring at Thalia.

"...Fine. Get your cloak from the shop. But don't think I'm happy about it."


Thalia exited the guild, greeted by the friends her guided her way. She won.


The Queen of Nightmares walked the world she conquered, alone. She felt it. The sizzling pain when she tried to go to Gielinor. No, she couldn't go there again. It was best not to think of it.

She reached what remained of her court. Her three Eldest spawn were present, though Yeligubolus was much smaller, and shaking. Afraid of the discipline Vasilisa would bring down upon them. Vasilisa'Ad'Somnum looked to the scattered thousand of her remaining forces, eying her Praetorians, her Stalkers, their floating eyes staring back.

"We have suffered a single defeat. But we have not been broken. We will not be lost. We are the proud, darkest beings of this universe. We will rebuild here, and make it our home. For now, at least. Through the abyssal tears in this world... We will create something new. Something deserving of praise and greatness."

The court applauded, but Paidi knew the ones present only listened because she could crush them in an instant. They lost faith in her abilities, and she would need to go on the front lines and act again once more.
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12-Feb-2017 19:21:26

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