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Lia and Hadrian:


The brawl was intense Sven’s faction and Hakkon’s faction began duking it out with sword, and spear, axe and magic; blood bombs, and shadow spears were also thrown causing explosions and agony, though not near Lia at least as far as the brawl was concerned. Time and time again Lia had to dodge attacks from vampires in line with Sven’s line of thinking. Though she also could not shake the feeling that those in Hakkon’s faction would try to knock her out and fulfil what Hakkon set out to do before them. And then there was Sven.


That X cut incision at his chest weakened Sven, but it did not kill him. He raised the haft of his axe, so as to strike her with the butt of the weapon. Blood was spewing from the wound, but somehow, Sven’s wound was closing at an accelerated rate. Sven used his inhuman speed and moved away before using his life-force to throw an elongated shaft of pure shadow at Lia -- A shadow spear-- He was not done though. He followed up with a charge at normal speed with his axe… Only to be accosted by some of the other vampires out for revenge. Sven charged through those vampires, and knocking them back before accelerating at Lia with his axe raised.




Inferi, Hadrian:


Continue dueling Sven. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

13-Nov-2019 19:10:47

Vyrl


Path one:

Vyrl arrived in his Quarters. Finally. That brawl damn near cost him his life, and after his other near-death experience with the Drugal, Vyrl was exhausted mentally. So it was an unpleasant surprise when he came across a woman every vampire respected but Vyrl knew that she wasn’t here as the grandmotherly figure that everyone knew. She was here as the disciplinarian, the enforcer. In short, she was here to make Vyrl’s life even more hectic. She was Balta Mirta’s Spymaster, Vykdyti.


Though old-looking, due to becoming a pureblood at 62, Vykdyti’s mind was fresh and young. She was wearing her lighter purple robe with images of the Vampiric Venus Flower, a symbol of her position in House Gern. Her black bear fur greaves were visible, and she was wearing her weapons The unholy daggers, Prabilo & Pakeisti proudly. She has long silver hair, as demarks her age. A few wrinkles were present, and she possessed a gaunt face. Her crimson eyes reminded Vyrl of his taste for blood,. Lithe and slim, very few people expect such a weak-looking formerly old lady to be so strong, and to walk with such poise and elegance, she was a relic from a Clan Gern that no longer existed.


She looked at him tensely as she sat in his chair, as she drank a steaming cup of blood-tea. Though Vyrl was certainly older than her by two-hundred and-two years. Vykdyti was a pureblood. A matriarch in her own right. If anything were to ever happen to Balta, it was common knowledge that she was next in line to the throne of Clan Gern. She carried the respect of the clan. Vyrl’s included, because she was the one who helped guided all vampires on their journey, telling them what to expect and what to enhance as they evolved into the monsters all mankind hated.” She opened her mouth.


“Can you hear me, Vyrl?” is what he heard, but he didn’t exactly know how to keep himself focused on her. Eventually she gave up on him. She scribbled a note and handed it to him. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:18:04

Vyrl looked at the note. It read:


“Sneak behind enemy lines and assassinate Commander Alexandre,”


“Fat chance of that,” Vyrl thought. He had bigger fish to fry, or so the saying goes.


Demither:


Do you consign yourself to stalking Lia and Hadrian wherever they go? Something is telling Vyrl that this abomination must be studied so that future necromancers can learn to “liberate’ them from their free-will” Whichever path you choose changes your character’s story arch.


In this path, your desires are more important than what is important to the clan. That abomination needs to be understood, somehow Vyrl knows that such a phenomenon as Hadrian is unknown. You’d be shadowing Lia and Hadrian pretty much for the rest of the RP.

Warning, choosing this path will change your character's story arch. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:18:52 - Last edited on 17-Nov-2019 18:23:11 by Pink 4 Twink

Path 2:


Vyrl arrived in his quarters. Finally. That brawl damn near cost him his life, and after his other near-death experience with the drugal, Vyrl was exhausted mentally. So it was an unpleasant surprise when he came across a woman every vampire respected; but Vyrl knew that she wasn’t here as the grandmotherly figure that everyone knew. She was here as the disciplinarian, the enforcer. In short, she was here to make Vyrl’s life even more hectic. She was Balta Mirta’s spymaster, Vykdyti.


Though old-looking, due to becoming a pureblood at 62, Vykdyti’s mind was fresh and young. She was wearing her lighter purple robe with images of the Vampiric Venus Flower, a symbol of her position in House Gern. Her black bear fur greaves were visible, and she was wearing her weapons The unholy daggers, Prabilo & Pakeisti proudly. Her silver hair was long and braided, the color of her hair demarking her age. Her wrinkles were present, and her face was gaunt. Her crimson eyes reminded Vyrl of his taste for blood. Lithe and slim, very few people expect such a weak-looking formerly old lady to be so strong, and to walk with such poise and elegance, she was a relic from a Clan Gern that no longer existed.



She looked at him tensely as she sat in his chair, drinking a cup of steaming hot blood-tea. The stress was getting to her. Though Vyrl was certainly older than her by two-hundred and-two years. Vykdyti was a pureblood. A matriarch in her own right. If anything were to ever happen to Balta, it was common knowledge that she was next in line to the throne of Clan Gern. She carried the respect of the clan. Vyrl’s included, because she was the one who helped guide all vampires on their journey, telling them what to expect and what to enhance as the “newborns” Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:25:52

evolved into the monsters all of Sudovia’s denizens despised. She opened her mouth.


“Nice defense of the rooftops Vyrl. Seeing as Lexius is drunk, and Balta is not currently in the castle, I’ve taken charge. Your orders… are to restore order throughout the castle, and to help Balta crush the resistance. She opened his door and left the area, “Have fun!” She teased.



Demither


This path entails becoming the biggest thorn in the side of the resistance, often by hunting them down wherever they may be.


Despite your character being a coward, I do think he can take on this role by summoning corpses and hiding while he is controlling them.


For the castle, I am going to allow you to resurrect as many corpses as Vyrl desires. If Vyras could summon hundreds of skeletal minions, Vyrl gets the same treatment, as far as I am concerned for the duration of the castle siege.


After the Castle siege, your efforts will be noticed by Balta, and you will be well on your way to hunting down each and every single resistance fighter.


Chances are that on this path you will run into Hadrian and Lia. Lia will likely be your enemy, and Hadrian will be your “damsel in distress.”


Warning: Choosing this path will change your character’s story arch.
Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:26:45 - Last edited on 17-Nov-2019 18:31:48 by Pink 4 Twink

Path 3:

Vyrl arrived in his quarters. Finally. That brawl damn near cost him his life, and after his other near-death experience with the drugal, Vyrl was exhausted mentally. So it was an unpleasant surprise when he came across a woman every vampire respected; but Vyrl knew that she wasn’t here as the grandmotherly figure that everyone knew. She was here as the disciplinarian, the enforcer. In short, she was here to make Vyrl’s life even more hectic. She was Balta Mirta’s spymaster, Vykdyti.


Though old-looking, Vykdyti’s mind was fresh and young. She was wearing her lighter purple robe with images of the Vampiric Venus Flower, a symbol of her position in House Gern. Her black bearfur greaves were visible, and she was wearing her weapons, The unholy daggers, Prabilo & Pakeisti proudly. Her silver hair was long and braided, the color of her hair demarking her age. Her wrinkles were present, and her face was gaunt. Her crimson eyes reminded Vyrl of his taste for blood. Lithe and slim, very few people expect such a weak-looking formerly old lady to be so strong, and to walk with such poise and elegance, she was a relic from a Clan Gern that no longer existed. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:28:17 - Last edited on 17-Nov-2019 18:31:19 by Pink 4 Twink

She looked at him tensely as she sat in his chair, as she drank a steaming cup of blood-tea. The stress of the siege was getting to her. Though Vyrl was certainly older than her by two-hundred and-two years. Vykdyti was a pureblood. A matriarch in her own right. If anything were to ever happen to Balta, it was common knowledge that she was next in line to the throne of Clan Gern. She carried the respect of the clan. Vyrl’s included, because she was the one who helped guided all vampires on their journey, telling them what to expect and what to enhance as they evolved into the monsters all of Sudovia’s denizens despised.” She opened her mouth.


“Vyrl. Glad you are here, deary.” She said in her grandmotherly, though distorted and shifting voice. “Got some orders for you. In our dungeons we have a gutsy old man freeing our prisoners up in the north dungeon. He is the commander of this pathetic force attempting to destroy us.” “Capture or kill him, and his friends. They are a problem.”






Demither:


Choosing this path will be difficult, you will be stalking Vyras and company on their journey to reassemble The Staff of Sol Invictus, and attempting to stop them. This will be a fairly difficult path to choose Due to the concerns of bad rping being easy to commit, but it will be fun. And I’ll be lenient where I can.


As with path 2, Chances are that will run into Hadrian and Lia, depending on where they are, I will occasionally send you to locations where they are.


Warning: Choosing this path will change your Character’s story arch.

Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:29:36

Annie:


Following Annie down the stone staircase; around halfway down the staircase Zurga told Annie the sad tale of her father Zurga’s expression was somber as she told it. Erik followed behind Zurga.


“He’s alive, but his left leg is completely shattered in at least seven different places. His ACL is torn as well. He never told us how he survived. We found him collapsed from exhaustion a mile away from the hideout. I honestly think he took a tumbling down hill outrunning the vampires there were scrapes everywhere on his legs and arms, there was tree bark actually in his arms as well, his face was covered in dirt, and his arm was broken. He will be unable to competently wield a sword again, and will walk with a limp for the rest of his life. His being unable to wield a sword is in itself a death sentence in Sudovia. Which boggles us as to how he limped into the Resistance HQ completely unharmed while Tuba was put to the sword… He doesn’t remember much of anything, besides you.”


Finally they arrived at Vyras. Annie listened to the old man talk to Zurga while she took a moment to massage her feet they were numb and had blisters on the big toe. running around in uncomfortable shoes takes its toll on anyone.


“Do you have everything we need?” Vyras asked Zurga. Zurga nodded, gave her speech, yadda yadda Lithia took potshots at the dragon...


Antonius walked over to Annie his expression dour on account of the dragon. “Annie, we’re going to need to get out of here quickly. “He tossed aside a suit of armor. “Everyone is getting one. Not sure if you are good with heavy mail, but there’s a first time for everything.”


Annie.


Try on that suit of armor. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 18:55:18

Sakura



Two dead vergas aside, one on the ceiling dropped down in front of Sakura, only to be doused in flame from the knot of wood. Suddenly an elf bearing an unholy purple brand on his armor ran past her and exploded into a majestic aurora of purple energy, causing 3 more Vergas to burn away to their skeletal frames in purple blazes of arcane flame.Two more jumped off the walls They extended their claws like cats. The knot of wood fired.. And missed. It was as if the old man controlling the knot of wood was losing his vision. Luckily for Sakura, the vergas also missed and had to double back around to strike her, allowing the knot of wood to get one of the two. Another missed Sakura entirely and went flying out the window to its doom.

“USELESS SLAVES! HERE, TAKE THESE AND BLOW HIM TO THE FOUR CORNERS OF SUDOVIA!!”

the vampire shrieked in her distorted voice, which reverberated off the walls and echoed repeatedly, the echo getting lower each time.

Her torch allowed her to see that the vampire controlling them had teleported something to them. Suddenly, the vergas began throwing a strange looking device that looked way too similar to dwarven terracotta fire bombs to be a coincidence. Sakura’s only course of action was to move ever forward into the deep dark to avoid the annoying things. Dwarven terracotta bombs have a massive explosive kick; part of the reason why they’re such deadly mages, even with their low mana pool. A fierce gust of air blew out her torch. The knot of wood rekindled it with a small stream of flame. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Nov-2019 19:09:43 - Last edited on 03-Feb-2021 17:19:54 by Pink 4 Twink