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D F Angel

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There was something approaching- a demon, or was it a machine? It had a face upon it, an old face, warty, bloated like a toad's, the face of the woods witch which would often be found sitting within a stone circle on the outskirts of Copperdale. It had been torn from its body and was now dangling like a Christmas decoration from the abomination behind it.

Soahc's smile froze in place, as within his eyes a cold fire burned.

The demigod's features seemed to blur, and the floor cracked as though the dream was being sabotaged, as the lord of chaos gathered energy about him- in the real world he was a demigod, his power blocked by the meddling of Janus, but this was a world apart from **gelain, here he could be unrestrained, and here he would find who had made this vision, who had presented this image to him, and-

Descending from the heavens and landing in hell between the demigod of chaos and a knight of God was the woods witch, face-intact- a woman as short as child and as weak-looking as one who had lived a hundred hundred years. "When past and future are joined in blight, good and evil are shown the light," she crooned, nodding as though having already predicted they would all be dragged into Spirry's domain of thought.

Soahc saw the woods witch and visibly relaxed, then looked towards the vision of her torn-off face, and then the parallel vision of Sir Charles's loved ones' faces, and then back towards the woods witch who was not being plagued with similar visions. "Hey, how come they're not showing you something horrible about me?" He asked, irritated, but the woods witch simply shrugged and chuckled toothlessly.

"No, no, no, NO!"

Behind the group was Alania Clarke, her Amaryte-blue armour radiating colour in this red world, her longsword slashing uselessly at the shackles and the machinery which bound the captured humans up in their torturous fate. Hags be hagglin', gods be god damn crazy, it's all happening ogre at Into The Fire

27-Feb-2016 02:42:16

D F Angel

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Tears were running down her face as all around her were the faces of her brothers, her parents, and her myriad of uncles and aunts. They were calling to her, crying out in pain, but she shut her ears to them as best she could- they were dead, dead faces, and the people trapped here were living, and Alania was going to try her best to save them all.

She was sobbing, sobbing at the monstrous nature of the vision, of the sickening conditions of those ensnared within the fantasy world. How could such evil exist? Who could ever do such a thing? Why?

"That's kinda sad to watch," Soahc noted as Alania struck again and again, completely in vain, "In a pathetic sort of way, y'know? Anyway, as much as I'm a fan of monotony, let's get to the chase." He faced out into the world, sensing, and then seeing the shadow over the entire vision- the form of Spirry, the dream architect, innards being pumped by mechanical instruments but otherwise demonic and bleeding, the perfect reflection of the world that it had concocted.

"So, what am I looking at here?" He asked, flashing the demon a smile. Hags be hagglin', gods be god damn crazy, it's all happening ogre at Into The Fire

27-Feb-2016 02:42:25

NotFishing

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Joric Ironfist

Joric really didn't hear Azul's speech, although he would undoubtedly find Azul's claim that the dwarf had a higher kill count to be a bit of a stretch. There was an entire guild of mages and several townsfolk in hell who would disagree, and Azul had probably met them, which made him a straight-up liar. What a ****.

Anyways, the real reason the Dwarf didn't hear any of that was because he was bolting up the stairs. No, he was not retreating. You could call it the next step of his plan. He was trying to get his armor. Partly because he wanted protection and partly because he would snap if the building inexplicably collapsed on itself while his armor was still inside.

He burst through a door, the handle slamming and denting itself against the wall with a resounding crash , only to realize it was Siera's room. Crap. He was next door.

Once more he burst through a door, this time in his room and a lot more carefully. He hastily began to put on his armor with a quick and practiced precision, doing up buckles, putting on a helmet, belting his sword...

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Brodus

Brodus smiled as the elemental charged. For that had been why he chose to stand on the opposite end of the room, the magical circle between him and the door.

As the elemental soared through the room and passed over the magical circle, he touched his blade to the containment ring. Then, focusing hard, he channeled his energy into the trap itself, attempting to reactivate it and seal the elemental inside once more.

If it didn't work he may or may not get torn to pieces. Which is why he kept his shield up.

He took the time to wonder if the others were having just as much difficulty. Perhaps he was overthinking the whole thing?

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Alica Vendal

Truthfully, Alicia was a bit disappointed about the whole situation. Now it was just her and Karstone, the creepy old man who kept oggling her. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

27-Feb-2016 03:09:06 - Last edited on 27-Feb-2016 03:33:23 by NotFishing

NotFishing

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But then she looked out at the ogres who found amusement in cracking rocks, and realized she was entering company even less intelligent than the ones she walked away from. She sighed. This was hardly ideal.

Anyways, back to the Karstone situation. She was an adult, and could think of no better way to address it than outright telling him to stop.

"Listen...." She began, and got no further as she was suddenly overcome by a sudden weariness. She touched a hand to her forehead. How was she tired? Sure, they had spent a lot of time walking, but they had walked for longer, and-

She fell to her knees, trying to resist the pull that was dragging her into sleep. This wasn't normal... and she didn't feel sick... so magic?

She began concentrating, hoping to shove the sensation back through sheer magical willpower. Granted, she was hardly the best mage out there, focusing mainly on invisibility and minor tricks, but she was doing all she could.

Would it be enough?

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Cirion

Cirion allowed himself a slight smile as Black began to retreat. Good. Although Cirion couldn't help but scoff in disgust at John Black's shameless product placement. Anyways, he realized his blows were doing little damage against Black's heavy armor. Still, he had the man backing up, and he would be a fool to give up the advantage.

His wand was currently being held between his left hand and the pommel of his sword - although he was two handing the blade, the wand never actually been put away.

So it was a fairly simple and quick matter to shift his blade back into one hand after a particularly vicious swing. Then, his wand still in his left hand, he pointed it at Black's chest and attempted to launch a point blank electricity spell, strong enough to kill a human man with a human heart... Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

27-Feb-2016 03:22:43

Er Ril

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-=Hamstead=-

"Ah!"
(c)Br'nard Even'star growled as the axe came crashing up hard against his own blade,
"So ye've met the wife?"

Moments later a huge, demonic pincer was trying to disembowel the Barbarian,
who duly responded by hurling himself against it, sword flashing as he let loose a flurry of strokes, trying to crack the hard shelled appendage.

"Demons and hags and... Child murderers..."

The Demon cackled in mocking tones, fading rapidly between solid and immaterial as a stray blast of Annies magic duly hurled Etheldredda back across the room in a move that made American air support look accurate.

(c)Br'nard Even'star paused.
The Demons monologue began to resonate around the room as the Barbarian stood there, starting dead ahead at the creature, the blood pounding in his ears as the words swirled round and round in his head...

"Child murderer."

Brows bunching like thunderheads, The Barbarian flipped his sword over and drove it hard into the Inn's planking, before striding forward, empty handed toward the towering Demon.

Closing the distance as the beast continued to talk and taunt, promising to smite their foes, The Barbarian hurled himself forward, wrapping his arms round the Demons nearest, elephant leg like appendage, (c)Br'nard Even'star tensed his entire body, before heaving upwards with all his might, attempting to lift his foes leg clean off the ground and pitch the creature over backwards...

27-Feb-2016 03:44:07

Er Ril

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John Black's blade came flying free of its sheath in a flash of honed steel, just in time to parry the Elf's final, savage cut.

Steel rang upon steel in a vivid flash of sparks as the Elf raised his wand to issue another crackling blast of electricity!

Blinking and cussing, The Mercenaries vision cleared just in time to allow him to twist and turn sideways, out on the line of fire and to the outside of Cirion's wand.

Single eye blazing with malice, John Black bought his blade flashing down towards the Elfs outstretched wand arm, aiming for the wrist currently supporting the hand which gripped the offending magical item...

27-Feb-2016 03:51:00 - Last edited on 28-Feb-2016 13:16:34 by Er Ril

Guthix SS4

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Kuro

Kuro continued to focus more while at the same time he spoke,

"Get anyone with demonic powers out of here Now! Azul you will not escape. I will do whatever is necessary to prevent your escape."

Kuro yelled that first part as he felt his efforts in containing Azul. As Azul is getting stronger all the sudden.

Shaking a bit Kuro moves his hand up to his chest as tries to contain Azul away,

"I will end it all Azul, what happens to you if my heart stops, what happen to you Azul if my life would end. Azul you fail to realize that we are linked, so my theory what happens to me will happen to you...."

Kuro focused harder on his body's own energy using all that he is, both his demon side and his human side to pull in Azul at the same time in Kuro's voice he all intends to stop Azul from escaping even if it means his own death. Kuro doesn't want a repeat of past events to take place here. He wasn't about to let Azul harm his comrades again.

Ryokin

Ryokin noticed they were surrounded he chuckled as he body begins to change,

"My, my there are a lot of you, what shall I ever do. I would assume you want me to put my hands up and come in quietly? You all will bare witness as the rebirth of the lord of the crossroads."

Ryokin's human body changed into his true demon form his laughing turning into more of a growl his voice changing from the smooth tone into a more rough monstrous like tone,

"Who wants to be first to die. My Kin call me Ryokin"

Ryokin's red hide like demonic chest began to expand greatly as Ryokin breathed in. He then released blowing out a heavy torrent stream of fire going straight towards the gathered crowd. Ryokin's demonic fire breathe attack hoping it would be enough to see the capabilities of those in the crowd

and nothing was spoiled

27-Feb-2016 04:56:39 - Last edited on 27-Feb-2016 08:46:45 by Guthix SS4

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Annie1227

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Annie saw her energy ball missed Azul and hitting Etheldredda and lifted her bodily and tossed across the room, crashing through tables and chairs before landing limp in a corner. She ran to Etheldredda to start healing her.

As she was healing Etheldredda heard what Azul said that she is Freer of slaves which is very true. She has to do her job to free the slaves but she was still very new to this. She said in a brave voice,"I know my job. I also know that demons are the one who is held as slaves the most. But I don't trust you that you will keep your deal. who summon you the first time? Where did you come from before you came from earth?"

Then she looked at Kuro and said,"let him go. So I can free him!" she really hopes that he will listen to her. -Dances-

27-Feb-2016 07:14:05 - Last edited on 07-Mar-2016 22:00:48 by Annie1227

Inferi

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Descent into Madness

Everything that was said and done was lost on Siera, her perception of reality still unable to form. Trapped in her mind, she was unable to do anything but sit there, her eyes fixed on the monstrosity but not seeing it. Her perfect tonal perception of the world was going impossibly haywire, discordant notes echoing through her head with frightening power. If she had been able to focus, to understand what she was hearing, she would have realized that such dissonance had not echoed through her head since Messia, but as it was the lack of any kind of harmony only served to displace her from reality further.

Perhaps it was because of this that her vision suddenly started to go blurry and she slumped onto the landing, her eyes closing as she entered an unwilling state of a dream. The shrieking of the flute, which had been trying desperately to get her to come back, grew dim before vanishing completely, and the sounds of battle did likewise as they also faded from view. She no longer felt the wooden steps beneath her knees, the feeling of anything underneath her melting away as she fell into a void.

For a moment, she considered that this might be a merciful act of the Spirits, shielding her from what was going on back at the tavern. That hopeful thought was ejected as her vision began to return, and she realized that she was in a much worse place than where she had left. Eyes widening as she pushed herself to her feet, blood splatter on her as the carnage around continued, Siera’s already fragile mind tried to process what was happening and found itself unable to. What was happening here was so awful, so horribly inhuman, that she couldn’t find anything in her mind to accurately understand it.

Even knowing that it wasn’t real did not make watching the horrors any less terrible. She had seen horrors in Messia, but even those were not as bad as what she was being forced to watch now. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

27-Feb-2016 23:43:20

Inferi

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Back then she had been mercifully herded past what was happening, her desperation at forming a method of escape transcending a need to observe the surroundings, but now she had no choice but to stand and observe. The cries of those here resounded in her ears, and the sounds that accompanied them were nothing she had ever heard before or would likely ever hear again. It was so unearthly, so unrealistic, that she could almost pass it off as not existing.

Yet it did exist, and the dissonance that she had felt back at the inn was nothing compared to what she was feeling now. It was as though someone was screeching in a hundred different ways at once, none of which fit in with any of the others, and each screech was strong enough on its own to make her need to block it out.

It was enough that, as soon as she had found a footing, she was forced back to her knees, eyes dropping from what she was seeing and shutting tightly as she pressed her hands over her ears and tried desperately to stop the noise. Only that which was coming from without was halted, however, the dissonant chords in her mind continuing on at full force. Tears leaked from her eyes as she failed, again and again, to bring her mind back to a state in which she could think, only to fail each time and send her spiralling further into the madness and chaos that encompassed this place.

Then the screams combined into one, and although she couldn’t see the horrible display of blood that accompanied the noise Siera unconsciously let out a tortured scream along with them as the dissonance reached its peak. All she wanted was for it to stop, for the sounds in her head to go away. This was a place that she was unable to survive, an area of pure chaos where beings of harmony such as herself were only fit to suffer and perish. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

27-Feb-2016 23:43:25

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