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The rainclouds overhead grew more dark, and they pelted continous rain over Tirawwn. The puddles were growing quickly and the rain droplets fell into them and made splashes. Ezril and Willo stepped over the puddles, and Tilus avoided them too, but not Keril, he jumped into everyone he could find.
Tilus laughed, "You don't have to jump into every puddle you know" "Well, it's more fun that way" said Keril back happily. The rain was a bit calming thought Ezril. It was such peaceful silence, unless you count the marching and clanking of the elves boots.
They were headed for the Tyras Camp, no stopping them. "This time, Tyras won't continue his rein of terror" thought Willo to himself. He looked at Ezril who was calmfully walking to war, "How can these people act so regular before a fight?" thought Willo.
They were on the hill top just north of Tyras Camp. An elf blew a huge fog horn. "Tyras! This is your last chance! Surrender now, and your soldiers will live, and you will go to custody. Refuse, and we shall have no choice but to kill you" The old king walked out of his tent.
He coughed and then cleared his throat, "Come down here, and we shall have an agreement!" said Tyras waving his hand to come into the tent. Ezril and two other elves slowly marched down the muddy pathway to a tent. They opened the curtain and sat down in the chairs.
"Now, it has come to our attention that you hold a Devil's Arm, you have been treating your people badly, and you have countlessly tried to destroy the elven city of Tirawwn" stated the elf. Tyras put his head in his hands, "I'm so sorry, please, take me to custody!" He put his hands out.
"What? This isn't Tyras" thought Ezril. An elf hit the table, limp and pale with a dart in his neck. Ezril got out of his chair, "This isn't an agreement this is an ambush!" Tyler jumped from his hiding spot and tore the other elves neck off. He placed a dagger in front of Ezril's neck.
To Be Continued...

30-Mar-2007 20:52:37

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Ezril tried to back off, but Tyler put his arm around Ezril's neck. He kept getting tighter everytime Ezril tried to move around, until finally he hit a metal bar over his head. "I'm not going to kill you" he said with a smile, "Not yet at least" He dragged Ezril outside.
"Look! Tyler has Ezril!" screamed Willo. The elves drew their bows, but Tyler took up his dagger. "Drop your weapons or the boy dies!" he screamed. The elves knew Ezril held a Devil's Arm, and if he died, then so would the fate of Tirawwn. They threw their weapons to the ground.
Tyler smiled, "Now, I want something in return for a trade for this boy!" He pointed to the weapon Nemblim. Willo had an angered look on his face and cursed to himself. "Tyler you scumbag" he thought to himself. "Shoot as soon as the trade is done" he whispered to the elves.
Ezril was knocked out cold at the time, his head slumped down. Willo slowly drew Nemblim. Tyler and Willo suddenly halted. They both didn't know who would hand it first, and who was using a trick.
"Give me the sword" Willo scoffed, "I'll give you the sword once you give me Ezril" Willo and Tyler handed Nemblim and Ezril over at almost the same time. Tyler suddenly snatched the Devil's Arm and had pulled out his other dagger and sank it deep into Ezril's chest.
Ezril immediatly got out of his unconsciousness and screamed. He hit the floor, holding his wound. Tyler threw Nemblim to Tyras Guards. "Better luck next time" Tyler felt a cold shot hit his arm, he knew he was frozen. He looked up and saw Keril with an ancient staff.
The elves shot a volley, "Black Knights, attack!" he shouted. They popped from the ground and charged up the muddy hill. Lucky for the elves, it was extremely muddy and very slippery. Things looked good, for a while. Tyras started laughing, "Bring out, the legion of Tyras Knights!" said Tyras arrogantly. The sound of metal clanged as the legion approached.
To Be Continued...

30-Mar-2007 21:04:28

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Warning: Bit gory soon just lettin ya know :P

These men were in suited uniforms, lined perfectly row after row, spears held high. They were like the perfect army, and faught like a perfect army in unison. The front rows stood down, revealing crossbow men who fierd at the elves.

The elves were shot down by the bolts and sank to the ground, screaming from the pain launched by the crossbows. While the elves were still picking themselves up, the Tyras guards walked up the hill with no trouble.

"Attack!" shouted King Tyras, throwing a javelien at an elf. The Tyras Guards yelled and ran at the army of elves. "Volley!" shouted another elf, letting out a rain of arrows falling to the ground.

They pulled out their swords and charged forward. Willo took out his Dragon Scimitar and stabbed the Tyras Guards attacking him. He looked around and saw sheer chaos in the battlefield. He jumped over two Tyras Guards and cut them in half as he spun around.

He turned his head and quickly rolled under three of them. He tied a string to his scimitar and whiplashed it into a circle, devistating effects. He pulled his scimitar back and revealed two daggers hidden underneath it. He spun his daggers around and stabbed them into the a Tyras Guard's chest

Keril made a 360 flip over a group of guards and once behind froze them all with an Ice Barrage. Tilus took Elatus and turned it into a maul, flattening the guards. They quickly ran where Ezril layed and picked him up.

"How is he doing?" said Tilus worridly. Keril shook his head, "Not good, he's losing a lot of blood, get a medic" Tilus nodded her head and made her way up the hill, "Don't die Keril" she thought to herself.

King Tyras was in his tent, laughing at the misfortune of the elves. "With this new Devil's Arm I will-" His laughter suddenly stopped when he saw Tyler approach through the tent. "What do you want?" he said sternly. "A raise or something?" Tyler drew his sword, "No, your head"

To Be Continued...

30-Mar-2007 22:00:46 - Last edited on 30-Mar-2007 23:06:29 by NoodleBobert

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Tyler smiled, "Nothing personal, just that you have to die" Tyras stood off of his chair, "I'm not going to die anytime soon! Guards!" Tyras elite guards came in, swords ready.

Tyler laughed, "For a king, you sure are stupid" He shot a bolt at one of the guards. The guard instantly dropped his sword and started spewing out blood from his throat. He put his hands around his neck and fell to the floor dead.

The others were not intimidated. They did not care for the death of the comrade. Their misson was to kill the oppresor, that's all. They drew their swords and charged at Tyler's men.

Tyler pulled out a flail and whipped it over his head, ripping the guards faces off. He put it down on the ground, "Who's next!" he said with a shout.

Tyler ran up to Tyras, who just barely sidestepped Tyler's dagger. "Guards! Volley!" They started shooting crude arrows from their poorly crafted bows. Tyler easily parried them. "Kyle, Gerret, get Tyras! Rao and I will hold off the guards"

Gerret and Kyle found Tyras trying to escape. "Now you die!" screamed Kyle running up. Tyras smiled, "Oh you peathetic infedelic wrench, foolishness must be punished" Kyle's eye twitched as he started moving forward.

Gerret saw something on the ground, a trap. "Yarrrgh!" shouted Kyle, his sword over his heads. "Time to die!" Gerret shouted out to his friend, "Kyle get back you fool!" Kyle get charging, right into the trap.

As soon as his foot landed on the ground, a huge blade ran past and removed Kyle's two arms. His arms went flying back, still clutching on to the sword tightly. Kyle screamed and fell to the ground. He tried to pick himself up, only to see a sword in front of his throat.

Tyras smiled, "Die" He cut open Kyle's throat, letting all the blood leak out of his body. Kyle's eyes rolled back as the poor soldier died. Tyras licked the tip of his sword, "Oh, the blood of another tastes so fine" he said. "Who is this guy?!" thought Gerret.

To Be Continued...

30-Mar-2007 22:52:35 - Last edited on 31-Mar-2007 01:05:43 by NoodleBobert

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Gerret was sweating now, "Should I try to avoid the trap? What if there's another? How will I even kill this guy?!" Tyras laughed, "You're so scared, it makes me want to end your misery now"

"Come over here, there's nothing to be afraid of, just me, good old King Tyras" Gerret stepped back, "No! You are a monster!" His back suddenly hit a switch on the wall, letting the ceiling of spikes slowly fall down.

Tyras smiled, "Well, I'm leaving out the back entrance, goodbye, forever" he said, shutting the door on the other side. Gerret now had to make a choice, would he run for the exit? Or would he just sit there and die...

Gerret charged as quickly as he could and jumped over the swinging blades. Gerret tried to pick the lock and cursed to himself, "It's locked, but where's the key?!" He searched for a while, until he saw the ceiling creeping closer.

He saw something shine in a skeleton's body and found the key. He had to lower his head now because the spikes were coming in so quick. He finally made it to the door, his heart racing as his stumbling hands tried to fit the key in the lock.

He dropped the key in a pile of dirt. "No!" he shouted to himself frustratily moving the dirt around. He finally turned the key in the door, but something was jammed in there. He fit his eye through the key hole and saw something light blue come his way with Godspeed.

The next thing he knew, he was pinned to the wall, a runite arrow stuck in his eyeball. He could feel it move onto the other side, and pulled it out quickly. He screamed and covered his eye, "What kind of sick place is this!" he shouted, crawling to the exit again.

He opened the door, but only managed to get his hand out. Tyras watched the hand as the wall collapsed and saw it fidgit and squirm. It finally stopped and blood leaked out of the room. When he went back in, he saw a corpse of the late Gerret, "Another decoration to my torture room" he thought happily.

To Be Continued...

30-Mar-2007 23:03:00 - Last edited on 30-Mar-2007 23:03:50 by NoodleBobert

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Tyras was a demon of life, he loved to see someone elses agony and pain. He smiled, "Yes, this body will make the guests of my new 'Torture Chamber' squeal" Tyler suddenly rushed in, "Gerret! Kyle did you-" he saw his two friend's bodies.

At first his eye twitched, "You, you, you bas-!" Tyras flung a javelien at him. Tyler quickly parried it and saw Tyras run out the door. Rao rushed in, "What happened?!" he shouted. Tyler slumped, "Kyle and Gerret are dead" he said to Rao. Rao sighed, "Tyras...he shall pay with his life"

The outcome of the battle, gruesome. Keril and Willo were covered in blood from head to toe. As Keril looked around, he saw bodies stuck in an everlasting frozen position, some dying peacfully, others, dying in a sreech of pain.

Then a questioin occured in his head that had never come before, why do we need to kill... Keril turned his eyes over the other direction. "Tyras camp is gone" said Willo. "We won" Keril shook his head, "Then why...why does this victory feel like we've lost more than gained?"

Willo looked up at the sky, the rain started pelting down now even harder, "Because, you can never gain anything, from war..." Willo put his hand around Keril's shoulder and pat his back, "Come on kid, we have to go back to camp"

Tyras ran as quickly as he could away. He slipped on the mud and fell face first. Lightning struck, sending a beam of light down. Tyras looked back and saw Rao chasing him. Rao pulled out his Yew Longbow, "Tyras! It's time for you to die!" started Rao.

Rao quickly shot arrows at Tyras, but he never had his aim dead on. Rao vigoriously shot more arrows until Tyras turned around and shot a javelien. Rao painfully shout out and his eyes tightened.

"Well, looks like I'm still alive" he said with a smile, drawing his sword. A bolt went zooming into Tyras' neck as he let out a dying scream and fell to the ground, blood spilling out. The old king had finally died.

To Be Continued...

30-Mar-2007 23:03:14 - Last edited on 31-Mar-2007 01:09:09 by NoodleBobert

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