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Azigarath

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At that, suddenly, all the sufferers began wailing at the same time, blood gushing out their throats, and the ferocious echo that followed slowly dissipated, the echoes ceased, and everything darkened until only Blackness was visibly in all directions. Dozens of mechanical limbs appeared, arising from the blood below, ending in spinning claws or drills, arching over you in all directions and slowly curling towards whoever was dreamer. More and more mechanical lengths appeared in all directions, the strange snake-like machinery ending as giant black eyes, light bulbs, faces of loved ones, faces of birds or animals, all of these things closing in on you,

“Welcome, to the new Hell.”

Although just a dream, perhaps those who have witnessed it, could respond or do something; this did not correlate to the real world's time, for time did not exist here.

08-Feb-2016 04:42:27

Er Ril

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-=Bed and Breakfast.=-

"AZULLLLLLL!"

The Dwarfs resounding battlecry bought Br'nard Even'star crashing back in from his guard position outside the establishments front door,
having taken up post there following the introductions and the party's turning in in order to ensure for himself a half decent guard detail and perimeter was maintained.

The Barbarians ice blue eyes went wide as his blade flashed from its sheathe while He Who Came Before towered above them all...

"Demons!"
The Warrior spat,
"Always with the bloody Demons!"

An almost unnatural spasm of loathing and purest fury flashed across Br'nard's face as he gazed upon the creature, as though the very sight of its kind had triggered some form of deep seated hatred for all of its kin.

With a wordless howl of berserk rage, (c)Br'nard flew forward, Broadsword gripped two handed and flashing out at the Demons nearest, pulsating limb...

08-Feb-2016 18:17:02

Er Ril

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-=Espio... Full Frontal Assault=-

John Black turned his head as the procession of armored Lancers came thundering out of the towns main keep...

A moment later The Mercenaries gauntleted hand was flashing up to protect his eyes as the Elf flashed some wind and dust in his direction, before running off to face this new foe.

With a grin, Black stepped up, tugged a stout hafted boarding axe fro his belt and sent it spinning end over end through the air towards the Elfs retreating back...

Turning, John Black leapt back onto the weighted rope still hanging over the side of his wrecked ship and began to haul himself, end over end, up its length and back towards the deck of his vessel.

08-Feb-2016 18:22:08

Sir Duncan88

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Hamstead B&B (Bashing & Bludgeoning)

It was a relief to see that the party’s leader knew the new arrival, and they seemed trustworthy enough, certainly no less so than anyone else. Once the decision had also been made to let the time mage stay, and Judy had volunteered to keep watch, Conleth found a seat near a window in the corner of the room, sat down and drifted off.

…He was awakened by a light scratching on his face. Waving his hand around, he saw one of the sparrows on his knee, looking expectantly at him. He was confused as to why it was insisting on being silent, but before he could wake up properly, he heard a deafening roar from Joric.

Jolted awake, he jumped off his chair to see what could only be described as an eldritch abomination forming in the room. At this point it seemed the other party members were waking up.

During the confusion, Conleth held the window open for just a second so the sparrows could fly out of the opening and out into the night. Well, two of them. The third still seemed to be following the barbarian around for no particular reason.

He drew two knives, waiting to see if the others' attacks could harm the fiend.

08-Feb-2016 19:06:32

NarBloodwolf

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As the commotion died down finally, Rovaan was easily able to return to his slumber. While some of the others might have preferred the beds upstairs on their own bedrolls, Rovaan could care less where he slept so he just remained on the floor. Though sleep was not always easy for Rovaan being half-demon. When he slept his mind usually wondered and it typically strayed into the darker parts of his mind, the demonic part.

As Rovaan slept he made noises that sounded much like low maniacal laughter and grumbling something about blood. Though despite theses things, he remained still, not a grin nor twitch of a muscle to be see, only sleep talk. And so it went on, Rovaan peacefully curled up by the fire. Well it was that way until a slight burning sensation plauged Rovaan's foreleg as Judy performed the ritual. The gem in his regulator was glowing again and causing a slight burning feeling.

''Hell's unholy flames, what now?'' grumbled Rovaan as he began to stir again, at least until Joric called out making Rovaan bolt wide awake.

Rovaan did not hesitate to revert back to his human appearance as it became more apparent of what was going on. As the last patches of fur disappeared from his body Rovaan made a grab for his blade. Thoughts raced through his mind as he saw Azul appear before them all. He had heard the stories when he was young but never thought he would see him. Before Rovaan grasped his blade he hesitated. One question ran though his head as he stood frozen, not by fear but by what he might have to do next.

*Was it time?~

As Rovaan debated back and fourth in his head about what to do, several others in the company had already began attacking. Then the solution came, depending on what happened next Rovaan would make his choice and needless to say, no one there was going to like it, Etheldredda especially.

09-Feb-2016 22:08:14

Inferi

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Something Seriously Bad Is Happening

The attitude that Etheldredda had towards the newcomer surprised Siera greatly. Even though she remembered him from the fighting in Messia, she would not have expected that the hagspawn would actually be friendly with anyone. Their history must have been significant for that to happen, and seeing someone like her be that way only served to remind Siera of her only real friend.

Spirits, she missed him. Going after this hag coven was something she knew she should be doing, and it was better than doing the nothing that she had been between what had happened in Copperdale and now, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was in the wrong place. For now, though, there was naught else to do but continue onwards, and hope that what she was doing would lead her to where she wanted to be. The destination was clear, but it was out of reach, the path missing nearly the entirety of itself.

Unable to offer a name of her own to (B)r’na*d, and unwilling to write it simply because she did not feel like putting pen to paper right now, she gave him a smile and a nod of recognition. He may not recognize her, but she could at least let him know that she held no negative or hostile feelings towards him.

Everyone disbanded shortly after, and Siera found herself lying down in one of the open rooms upstairs. Etheldredda may have chosen to remain downstairs, but Siera saw no reason to. There was nothing that should bother them during the night, and even if there was that was what they had someone taking a watch for. Besides, she had both the flute and Robnoxious, both of which would protect her and wake her up should something come creeping into her room. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

11-Feb-2016 02:10:15

Inferi

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She slept soundly, dreaming of clouds and and an infinite stretch of green land below. Disembodied, or perhaps not even truly there, she floated through the air, seeing nothing but the land, and for some reason it calmed her. There was no chaos, no turmoil, none of the things that the world never seemed to get rid of. If there were any people below, she could not see them, but that was not a bad thing either.

It had begun to descend, the world growing closer, when something else took it over. Her vision began changing color, first to blue and then shifting to red. Along with the vision change came a distinct feeling that something was very, very wrong, wrong enough to make whatever she was in the dream feel ill.

The malice permeated everything until it forced her to awake, shaking and covered in sweat. For a moment, she just sat there, trying to make some sense of what had happened, but that too was interrupted, this time by the familiar voice of a dwarf downstairs shouting a name she had hoped she would never hear again.

Not even pausing to consider the fact that she was in her undergarments - or more realistically, the shock of hearing that name screamed as a battle cry making her forget altogether that she wasn’t wearing much - the musician leaped out of bed, running across the room and to the door. By this time, Robnoxious was up as well, staring at her with his head tilted at a “curious” angle, and the flute had come rocketing up out of the sheath it was held in to follow her out the door and down the hallway.

Although her physical attributes really weren’t all that impressive, the lack of a robe and travelling cloak would let anyone who cared to look in her direction see very clearly the wing stumps on her back. It would probably be the first time anyone here, except possibly those who had been at Messia, would have even been able to notice that she wasn’t a human by appearance alone. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

11-Feb-2016 02:10:20 - Last edited on 11-Feb-2016 02:10:56 by Inferi

Inferi

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Still, she was unaware of anything related to that, her eyes fixed on the forming demon as she came to a complete halt at the landing of the stairs. Her warrior companions seemed to have already engaged Azul in battle, but she could not bring her hand up to take the flute. In fact, she could do almost nothing, her knees giving out as she dropped to a sitting position on the landing.

Had they even accomplished anything at all? Had everyone in Copperdale died for nothing? The demon that they had struggled so hard to stop was now standing before them, and what was worse was that it looked as though members of their group had a hand in the reappearance. Was this the plan all along, that he pretend to be defeated only to return when everyone was busy with other tasks so that he could take them by surprise?

The worst part, though, was that seeing Azul brought back all of the memories associated with him. All of the innocent people that had died, the town that had burned, the knight who had died because she had stopped him from being able to react...and the last time she had seen Cadmus. All of it came back, and she couldn’t stop the tears from starting to flow. Everyone had suffered because they had always been behind his plans...and now it looked as though it was threatening to happen all over again.

She knew she needed to play, knew they needed help, but her entire body was shaking far too hard for her to even begin to grasp the flute. Nothing had made her this scared for a while, and the inability to mentally prepare herself for this had rendered her momentarily helpless. It was breaking barriers that she hadn’t been able to build properly in the first place, and showing her memories that she wasn’t ready to revisit. It wasn’t even Azul himself, it was what he represented to her, and that hopelessness and defeat was more than enough to stop her from joining the fight. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

11-Feb-2016 02:11:01

Inferi

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Fires of Hell

Kira barely batted an eyelash when the demon Ryokin re-appeared, not seeing his arrival as being anything too important. He had been with their group since she had arrived, and he was supposed to be here just like she was. She was more surprised that none of the others were here first, considering the fact that she had been thrown away from the wall on her first attempt Maybe they had met the same fate, maybe not, but either way it was more fun without more people here to disturb what was happening.

She was sure that everyone that was supposed to be defending the town would show up at any moment, but that was a good thing. Watching a fight like this was amusing, but it was more amusing to see everyone show up only to find that they were in for something they had not prepared for. Their cover had been blown, so she was going to take Soahc’s advice quite seriously and make as large of a distraction as she could.

Such a distraction required, of course, a lot of fire.

As the horseman charged out, their expectation of fighting the devil might feel like it was coming true. Kira grinned, the fires on her body beginning to burn even brighter as her eyes began to glow the color of the fires encompassing her. The travelling cloak given to her had burned away completely at this point, leaving only her normal attire behind. It was liberating not to be engulfed in such a garment anymore, for with the liberation it gave came a freedom to act.

Walking forward, she announced to nobody in particular, “

These are mine.

” Whether or not anyone listened did*’t matter, because giving the warning meant it would be their fault if they got involved and then got burned. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

11-Feb-2016 02:11:13

Inferi

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Not waiting for them to make a move, Kira stood there with her arms crossed and looked at the approaching horsemen. Perhaps they wouldn’t expect it because she made no overt movements to indicate what was happening, or maybe they would know enough to realize that this fire priestess did not need to make fancy hand motions. Either way, it would not change the fact that balls of flame suddenly launched themselves off her body, hurtling through the air towards the approaching horses.

As there was a barrage of them, she was not trying to specifically hit any of the horsemen. It did*’t even matter, since the fireballs were more than simple globs of flame that she was firing at them. They had a secondary effect, and that was to explode into a large burst of flame when they came into contact with something, whether that be a horse, armor, a shield, or the ground.

The fireballs flew in an arc, so if they did*’t connect with the horses in front they would likely strike the ground under those in back.

The Empire’s Scout

The nod was more recognition than Kat had ever expected to get from the Decan, but it wouldn’t have bothered her if she hadn’t gotten any at all. She was here because she wanted to be, and although that was likely the case for everyone her situation different simply because she wasn’t officially enlisted in the soldiers commanded by the Decan. The interpretation wasn’t even exactly what she had meant, but correcting the Captain on something so minor wasn’t really something she wanted to do.

Not that she would really have wanted the Decan to be her Captain, or everyone here the rest of the crew. It wasn’t that she did*’t think she could rely on them, for they were likely more devoted to the cause than she was. That was the problem, though. Sometimes abandoning ship was the only way to make sure one could succeed in the future, and she had personal experience that backed this up. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

11-Feb-2016 02:11:18

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