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NotFishing

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Sir Brodus

Beside him? No, no, the narrator was mistaken. Beneath him would be more accurate.

Brodus surveyed the battlefield from atop his newfound mount, scanning the fallen for any sign of movement. His blade was coated in centaur blood, and he had added perhaps two dozen or so of the half-horse warriors to act as his summons. He had killed more than that, of course, but their lifeforce had gone towards his ordinary power reserves to maintain his magic. He had removed his helmet, revealing a vicious grin and eyes filled with satisfaction, in stark contrast to the vacant stare of the spirit he rode.

This job was just what he had needed, he realized. For the past few decades, he had taken to waylaying individual travellers on the road, or small bands of knights, warriors, and guardsmen who tried to stop him. Never had he fought in an open battle on this scale. Sure, there was a greater risk. Sure, many of their own forces had not come out intact. But it was all just so filling!

He wiped his bloodstained blade off on the centaur’s back, not noticing the crack on the hilt which had expanded even further, and then trotted back to his companions, coming to a stop just before Soahc himself as he gave the group a wave – an unusually friendly gesture from the knight.

“I think I’ll call her ‘Negligence.’” Brodus announced, obviously referring to the centaur, as he dismounted and thrust his sword into the earth, making no effort to hide his joyous mood. He looked at Soahc. “Everything changes, you say? Does that mean more bloodshed, or less? Anyway, regarding the traps – I can’t make any, but I can summon a few sentries, and have them attack anyone else on sight. I’ll know if they are destroyed, so at the very least that will tell us if something is coming.” Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

07-Feb-2018 04:26:22 - Last edited on 07-Feb-2018 04:27:27 by NotFishing

Inferi

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For every soul, there is a Flame. One need only accept theirs

The combat had come and gone in a swift fashion, the horde of horses dead and destroyed by forces they couldn't have possibly hoped to match. It had been an expected outcome, but not a pleasing one. Sounds of clashing weapons, the smell of blood, and the sounds of death that were caused by the barbaric methods; all of it was impure, and all of it would have been nonexistent had those involved submitted to the fire.

Too few had been purified, too few were ash scattering in the wind. For those that had perished by a sword in their gut or a bolt of the lower classes of magic, there was nothing that could be done. Their souls were doomed to the oblivion that was death without the flame, and lost forever in the world beyond.

The customary smirk remaining absent from her features, she gave no command to her elementals, the fiery beings remaining as still as they had throughout the entirety of the combat. Overhead, the dissipating cloud of flames overhead was still petering out, sparking occasionally as if to note that it, too, was less than pleased with the outcome.

If there was one thing that had gone well about this, it was that there were less forces remaining. To many, this would seem like a problem, but to someone with no allies and only the grace of the demigod to keep her there, less possible betrayers was something that was welcomed. The more corpses on their battlefields, the less she would have to put down eventually. It was unfortunate that the had not been properly purified before their deaths, but it was something that, in the current situation, she could do nothing about. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

07-Feb-2018 18:37:22 - Last edited on 12-Feb-2018 22:16:24 by Inferi

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For a brief time, Kira stepped out into the battlefield, her elementals flanking her as she gave the command. Any that were still living, yet wounded beyond recourse, were granted purification, their ashes rising in the wind to meet the descending carrion birds that were joining the dead on the remains of the battlefield. Some could still be saved, but only some.

Her work was concluded when those that remained began to gather, congregating around the demigod. Granting her elementals permission to continue the work of purifying those who remained to be granted such, Kira stepped away, joining them. Although she cared very little for those who remained - Soahc being the only one that held any interest to her anymore - it was important to know what was being planned. She trusted none of them, Soahc least of all, which was precisely why she needed to remain close. The demigod at least had a use for her, although upon that expiration she knew her existence would very likely be in danger. The hags - and to a lesser extent, everyone else here - did not, and she knew that one of them would have killed the other long ago had it not been demanded that they do no such thing.

The grandiose talk of completed goals was something to build anticipation: in both ways. The completion of Soahc's goal meant she was closer to her own, but at the same time it meant whatever partnership they had was nearing an end. Their use for each other would be over, and that was somewhere where anything could happen. Regardless of what goal ended up being accomplished, someone would end this journey disappointed.

Kira didn't plan for that person to be her. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

07-Feb-2018 18:37:28

Inferi

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Giving her elementals the last command she would, Kira ordered them to remain on the battlefield, sowing their power across the ground and through the corpses that lay there. They would continue to do so until their flame was exhausted, but by that point there would be many, many places where it would be released at the slightest touch. She did not care to take the time to set any traps herself, and so having them do it for her was really the only option remaining. Anywhere the power was imbued would remain as a fiery trap until the end of time - or at least until someone made the mistake to walk anywhere near them and got immolated.

She made no mention of this to the unholy swordsman; his enslaved souls could burn clean for all she cared. They would activate the traps just the same as anyone living, should they step where they should not.

“
I would expect nothing less from you.
” she commented to Soahc. Her tone was not the one of someone displeased with what had just happened, but rather one full of anticipation. She wanted what was going to happen, or at least what she believed would come of it. “
Try not to...disappoint me.
” Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

07-Feb-2018 18:37:37

Azi Demonica

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March of Darkness, Great Plains, battle aftermath, Mechanical

Kira’s flames had created her own holocaust. Perhaps the faithlessness of the Great Stallion had finally been punished, seeing as it was quite obvious Kira was more than capable of engulfing entire formations of warriors. Mechanical would have to take note of that, for fiery purification could help him in his goals. However, her flames had also scorched Mechanical’s hoof-grinded fleshy constructs, the traps obviously burnt to a crisp and obviously dead, unable to withstand the trampling of the Centaurs then the flames of Kira, at least for now.

Mechanical had done his part of the battle. He would not have had been as effective as Ubaid’s undead army or Soahc’s forces (amongst his casualties was his own Grand Priest, though someone else was proclaimed the next leader), but he at least defeated the Centaurs who faced him. Relying on twirling attacks, utilizing limbs, wings and tail, and regurgitated flaming bile, he had withstood his enemies. A hot mechanical body helped too, but he was not without damage.

The Centaurs aimed at the joints of the beast’s frame. Spears and scythes dented the mechanical framework, but being red-hot, it simply bent, and did not snap. Nevertheless, Mechanical Spirry’s body was quite deformed. Several spears and scythes had pierced clean through his body in-between the mechanical parts, poking out the other side of his body. The shafts caught fire due to Mechanical’s heat-imbued frame, making him look like a walking mass of fleshy fireworks.

After sustaining such damages, Mechanical was surprised by how quickly everything seemed to end. Was this it? Had the Centaurs, the empire-killers for thousands of years, been defeated? No, surely, surely, some had at least escaped, or withdrawn.

08-Feb-2018 00:51:54 - Last edited on 08-Feb-2018 00:52:50 by Azi Demonica

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The fact that so many Centaurs had been killed was both surprising and upsetting. He hated these two-torsoed horse-folk, yet, at the same time, it was a disappointment. Something so much more... powerful should have done it.

So, Mechanical climbed over the piles of charred corpses, he quite charred himself; it seemed Kira’s flames had managed to overcome his supernatural defences and fried him. If someone were to be watching him, they would notice that some flames along the battlefield, seemingly flowed into him, as if being absorbed. They would also notice that Mechanical’s chest and head each had quite a cavity, skull, rib cage, and metal framework collapsed. The Centaurs had literally caved-in his head and chest from so much attacks, yet the monster continued to move. If he stumbled upon any living Centaur, he would leave it be.

Upon a more focused look, Mechanical’s heart beat loudly. His heart hung where it should be, connected by heated metal rods. Oddly enough, his heart glowed orange-hot, and despite looking like a beating heart, it was clearly some sort of metal, neither solid nor molten, just always hot enough to be in a softly malleable state, as if metal with the state of wet clay, yet as hot as molten metal.

“Damn brain is mostly destroyed... can’t remember what I was meant to do. Wait, yes, Godforge... go to the East, towards Ogrin... yes, annihilation over chaos, but... the Firstborn, does he work against himself, or against me? Or against all of us? I must find out, I cannot sense him very much anymore.” he mumbled to himself, ashes and bits of fried matter fluttering out his destroyed jaws.

He rendezvoused with the others to observe and listen, the flaming shafts of spears and scythes still wrenched into his body. He moved awkwardly and limped, bones cracking, mechanical parts creaking and thudding. Even though his eyes had been burned out to nothingness, he could still sense his surroundings.

08-Feb-2018 00:52:07

Azi Demonica

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“Yes, tomorrow, or maybe sometime later... everything changes, Soahc. However, possibly before that, it seems that my other self is planning to come and... meet me again. We may be expecting visitors soon before we see... his old friend.” Mechanical commented, voice rather distorted, blood and fumes flowing out his rather semi-destroyed skull, if it could still be considered a skull.

He then clasped his hands behind his back and looked around with that destroyed head of his.

“I see you have all done well. Soahc, Ethel, Ubaid, you and your forces did much better than I expected. Kira, Brodus, Raspur Cain, Sileo, you have all fought well.” he acknowledged.

He wasn’t sure if Beatrice the Bard was still alive, but remembering when he tried to spit boiling blood in the bard’s face, an attempted foiled by Kira, he felt something was necessary, “You too, Beatrice if you are still alive, you did well.”

“Now, harden yourselves, for a greater battle awaits us in the future. Saohc, do not forget you promised that you would kill the Newborn for me, though he has become the Firstborn, and is now stronger than before.” Mechanical warned. “Toward Ogrin you will eventually go. Only there lies all you wish to know. They go, you go, too.”

Mechanical Spirry then proceeded to ripping open Centaur corpses in the area, eating flesh and bones, and even ramming the flesh into the holes of his body. He seemed to be repairing himself, probably to compensate his lack of regeneration.

08-Feb-2018 00:52:16

Azi Demonica

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Hunt for Soahc

Henry was right. If they believed what Spirry had said, then a god-slaying monster capable of single-handedly killing scores of Ogres, was a much greater concern than talking about hopes and dreams, and riddles.

The last thing Spirry had said, was that he could lead his would-be hunters to Soahc, but there was more than enough time for them to rendezvous with their superiors first. Or, if they did not wish to be with him, since he was connected to Alania upon the creation of their friendship and appearance in the Playroom, he could use telepathy to inform her where to go. Whatever Kat, Henry, Siera, Martha, Enrael, and any others wished to do, was up to them. Perhaps they had rendezvoused with their superiors to amass a stronger force? Or chose to go their own way? Or something else?

“Ah, yes, Mechanical is injured, his mind weakens, he cannot sense me very well. Soahc and his forces have defeated the Centaurs at the Great Plains, his forces now rest. The undead, and a lady of indomitable pyromancy, are with him. Soahc’s forces has sustained considerable casualties. This is the path to them...” Firstborn Spirry said, but if he was alone, he would send his words mentally to Alania, wherever she was. He stood upon a hill, overlooking the Great Plains. “I think... they are heading toward Ogrin. Yes, toward Ogrin, that is where the Eight-Legged One wishes us to go. I feel this is our best, if not only, chance, to defeating the Demigod of Chaos.”

Or, maybe he was totally alone and abandoned?

08-Feb-2018 00:52:36 - Last edited on 08-Feb-2018 21:32:44 by Azi Demonica

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