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Vampyro Naktis {RP}
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It is 4:00 in the morning, Why do we still use the term “morning??” It’s always night in Sudovia, so to speak, nobody goes out during the day
Vyras thought to himself as he finished his coffee and ice cream before the shit hit the fan. Picking up his Enchanted silver dagger, his grimoir and his staff of the creaky wooden table. He then put his dagger back in it’s scabbard and linked up with his squad.
With catapults raining debris on the castle, Vyras was quite worried for all the prisoners. People have accused him of being short-sighted, conceited and uncaring in the past; but the truth was that he just wanted to get this final job done, retire for good and let the young’uns take the reins on the resistance.
“It’s hard to do field-work when you are 89 fuckin’ years old!” Vyras once screamed at one of his critics. Vyras was already a legend among vampire hunters, having killed over 1,000. He was a seasoned commander, he achieved the rank of colonel. Vyras achieved so much, The final feather on his cap, therefore should be to release as many prisoners as possible or to assassinate Balta Mirta, the pale-skinned Matriarch the Clan Gern vampires.
His 2,000 undead skeleton warriors were doing a great job in distracting the vampires, and his best student, Alexandre was sending his own troops to further distract them with hit-and-run tactics, basically sending his men to attack weak-points in the castle, and then retreating. Vyras was able to sneak past the vampires with his squad with very little trouble, since he used an invisibility spell to get past the defenses.
They arrived at the back of the castle. It was a precarious position, because Castle Gern is located on the edge of a cliff. There was very little to stand on. Regardless, Vyras’ men, as per their commander’s plan got out grappling hooks, and hooked an open window. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
With catapults raining debris on the castle, Vyras was quite worried for all the prisoners. People have accused him of being short-sighted, conceited and uncaring in the past; but the truth was that he just wanted to get this final job done, retire for good and let the young’uns take the reins on the resistance.
“It’s hard to do field-work when you are 89 fuckin’ years old!” Vyras once screamed at one of his critics. Vyras was already a legend among vampire hunters, having killed over 1,000. He was a seasoned commander, he achieved the rank of colonel. Vyras achieved so much, The final feather on his cap, therefore should be to release as many prisoners as possible or to assassinate Balta Mirta, the pale-skinned Matriarch the Clan Gern vampires.
His 2,000 undead skeleton warriors were doing a great job in distracting the vampires, and his best student, Alexandre was sending his own troops to further distract them with hit-and-run tactics, basically sending his men to attack weak-points in the castle, and then retreating. Vyras was able to sneak past the vampires with his squad with very little trouble, since he used an invisibility spell to get past the defenses.
They arrived at the back of the castle. It was a precarious position, because Castle Gern is located on the edge of a cliff. There was very little to stand on. Regardless, Vyras’ men, as per their commander’s plan got out grappling hooks, and hooked an open window. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
23-Sep-2019 04:23:51 - Last edited on 02-Feb-2021 20:57:03 by Pink 4 Twink
“Remember, kiddos: no fighting until my wrinkly old ass is inside! We don’t need the fighting inside the castle, yet.” Vyras reminded them.
“Sir, why did you not bring a grappling hook with you?” Asked one of his men a young man of around 17 named Antonius with short red hair. “Can’t climb worth shit, anymore, kiddo, best to just blast the walls and meet up with you, you’ll understand when you reach 89 years old”. The young man nodded and climbed into the window, making it up last among his peers
Vyras took six steps back to make sure he was not caught in his own blast radius, he then hurled a ball of arcane searing arcane fire at the centuries old stonework and blasted his way into the kitchen centuries old limestone bricks were strewn all over the kitchen. Vyras was surprised when he stepped in and saw the body of a fledgeling vampire blasted in half. Vyras took out pliers and yanked out the fangs, then went up a spiral staircase, he was out of breath by the time he finally caught up to his squad some 15 minutes later.
“Sir, since we are inside the bastion, how will we get to the rooftops?” Asked the ginger. Vyras smiled. “We parachute down, laddie!” “We didn’t bring parachutes, sir, how will we get down, be serious.” Antonius explained needlessly.
Vyras cackled “With magic, ye fuckin’ numpty! But first, we gotta take care of the vampires on the rooftops. I assume you brought your weapons? A human with brown, short hair named Lyra took out her bow. “Got my bow with 74 silver arrow. Another soldier, a dwarf. Around 59 years old named Haegar got out his two-handed silver axe. “Got my axe! Ready to cleave vampires in two for you" he said through his full metal plate helm. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
“Sir, why did you not bring a grappling hook with you?” Asked one of his men a young man of around 17 named Antonius with short red hair. “Can’t climb worth shit, anymore, kiddo, best to just blast the walls and meet up with you, you’ll understand when you reach 89 years old”. The young man nodded and climbed into the window, making it up last among his peers
Vyras took six steps back to make sure he was not caught in his own blast radius, he then hurled a ball of arcane searing arcane fire at the centuries old stonework and blasted his way into the kitchen centuries old limestone bricks were strewn all over the kitchen. Vyras was surprised when he stepped in and saw the body of a fledgeling vampire blasted in half. Vyras took out pliers and yanked out the fangs, then went up a spiral staircase, he was out of breath by the time he finally caught up to his squad some 15 minutes later.
“Sir, since we are inside the bastion, how will we get to the rooftops?” Asked the ginger. Vyras smiled. “We parachute down, laddie!” “We didn’t bring parachutes, sir, how will we get down, be serious.” Antonius explained needlessly.
Vyras cackled “With magic, ye fuckin’ numpty! But first, we gotta take care of the vampires on the rooftops. I assume you brought your weapons? A human with brown, short hair named Lyra took out her bow. “Got my bow with 74 silver arrow. Another soldier, a dwarf. Around 59 years old named Haegar got out his two-handed silver axe. “Got my axe! Ready to cleave vampires in two for you" he said through his full metal plate helm. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
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An skinny elf with blonde pigtails named Lithia brought out her silver dagger.
“OOOOH” she exclaimed, tapping on the pointy end of the blade. “SO SHARP, AND POINTY! TIME FOR STABBIES!” she said gleefully, like a child.
Vyras shook her shoulders “ Lithia, this isn’t a fucking game!” Be alert.” “Yes, sir!” she shouted. The next to take out her weapon was an orc named Zurga. Zurga had greyish skin, a pig snout nose, and stood at six foot three. she had black irises, and tusks protruding from her teeth, and she had long blonde hair which showed through her horned helmet which left her mouth and face exposed. she wore a rusty iron plate cuirass, dented iron greaves on her legs, iron boots coated with rust, and iron gauntlets with nicked metal on the wrist plates.
“Nobody fucks with an orc and her silver warhammer and lives to talk about it…,” said Antonius.
Okay. First things first! Antonius, Lyra, you will be with me, shooting vampires with missiles, while I blast them with fireballs. Zurga, Haegar, Lithia, you will stab, cleave, or clobber vampires who fly up to try and kill us. You get the honor of being the vanguard. Am I fuckin clear?” Asked Vyras.
“SIR, YES, SIR!” They shouted in unison to the old man. Vyras smiled slightly “Good, Lithia, Haegar, Zurga, after you; oh and don’t take too many crazy risks, look after your squadmates, and watch your backs, and don’t get too arrogant.”
Haegar took off running with Zurga, and Lithia. Vyras knew the three liked to compete to see how many vampires the three of them could kill. Vyras hated the idea of competing to see how many kills he could accrue. Still the three of them always got results. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
“OOOOH” she exclaimed, tapping on the pointy end of the blade. “SO SHARP, AND POINTY! TIME FOR STABBIES!” she said gleefully, like a child.
Vyras shook her shoulders “ Lithia, this isn’t a fucking game!” Be alert.” “Yes, sir!” she shouted. The next to take out her weapon was an orc named Zurga. Zurga had greyish skin, a pig snout nose, and stood at six foot three. she had black irises, and tusks protruding from her teeth, and she had long blonde hair which showed through her horned helmet which left her mouth and face exposed. she wore a rusty iron plate cuirass, dented iron greaves on her legs, iron boots coated with rust, and iron gauntlets with nicked metal on the wrist plates.
“Nobody fucks with an orc and her silver warhammer and lives to talk about it…,” said Antonius.
Okay. First things first! Antonius, Lyra, you will be with me, shooting vampires with missiles, while I blast them with fireballs. Zurga, Haegar, Lithia, you will stab, cleave, or clobber vampires who fly up to try and kill us. You get the honor of being the vanguard. Am I fuckin clear?” Asked Vyras.
“SIR, YES, SIR!” They shouted in unison to the old man. Vyras smiled slightly “Good, Lithia, Haegar, Zurga, after you; oh and don’t take too many crazy risks, look after your squadmates, and watch your backs, and don’t get too arrogant.”
Haegar took off running with Zurga, and Lithia. Vyras knew the three liked to compete to see how many vampires the three of them could kill. Vyras hated the idea of competing to see how many kills he could accrue. Still the three of them always got results. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
23-Sep-2019 04:29:33 - Last edited on 02-Aug-2022 16:50:22 by Pink 4 Twink
As Vyras and the archers climbed up the stairs, Vyras could see their handywork; Lithia’s in particular was gruesome. she cut out the heart of one with gruesome precision, and shoved it in the same vampire’s mouth. The lithe childish elf was once a butcher, and she was stronger than her lithe frame suggested.
Between the three of them, they killed at least 7 vampires on that floor. Haegar took off running with Zurga, and Lithia. Vyras knew the three liked to compete to see how many vampires the three of them could kill. Vyras hated the idea of competing to see how many kills he could accrue. Still the three of them always got results. As Vyras and the archers climbed up the stairs, Vyras could see their handywork; Lithia’s in particular. she cut out the heart of one with gruesome precision, and shoved it in the same vampire’s mouth. The lithe childish elf was once a butcher, and she was stronger than her thin frame suggested.
Haegar was less blood-thirsty; covering his helm in blood writing that read the words "Vamp killer." Bloody footprints went up the staircase, Vyras could tell the footprints belonged to Lithia. She was always the dirtiest after a fight.
Zurga’s death-craft was arguably more barbaric than Lithia, and more overt than Haegar's one vampire had his head smashed like a watermelon, another was still alive but had both legs and arms shattered. Vyras snapped his fingers setting the vampire ablaze with arcane fire, screams reverberated the castle staircase. he then hobbled his way up the stairs. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Between the three of them, they killed at least 7 vampires on that floor. Haegar took off running with Zurga, and Lithia. Vyras knew the three liked to compete to see how many vampires the three of them could kill. Vyras hated the idea of competing to see how many kills he could accrue. Still the three of them always got results. As Vyras and the archers climbed up the stairs, Vyras could see their handywork; Lithia’s in particular. she cut out the heart of one with gruesome precision, and shoved it in the same vampire’s mouth. The lithe childish elf was once a butcher, and she was stronger than her thin frame suggested.
Haegar was less blood-thirsty; covering his helm in blood writing that read the words "Vamp killer." Bloody footprints went up the staircase, Vyras could tell the footprints belonged to Lithia. She was always the dirtiest after a fight.
Zurga’s death-craft was arguably more barbaric than Lithia, and more overt than Haegar's one vampire had his head smashed like a watermelon, another was still alive but had both legs and arms shattered. Vyras snapped his fingers setting the vampire ablaze with arcane fire, screams reverberated the castle staircase. he then hobbled his way up the stairs. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
23-Sep-2019 04:35:54 - Last edited on 03-Feb-2021 23:09:21 by Pink 4 Twink
A drowish vampire Zurga had been hunting for years attempted to stab with her poisoned dagger " Fresh Bloodsack! Come to Nimenor" Zurga grabbed the drow's hand, crushed it, then used her weight to smash Nimenor’s head into the brick causing a crunchy splatter sound to occur, and blood and brain matter to splatter on the wall and drip down to the floor. True to his form, Vyras got out his pliers and removed the fangs from a few. He had a collection to grow.
“OOOH! SUCH FUN!! WHO WANTS MORE STABBIES?” Lithia, who was drenched in vampire blood from head to toe, exclaimed. before wiping blood off her face. Vyras wondered how Lithia got so much blood on her, then he saw her carving up vampire corpses with her dagger, and Vyras knew how: She mutilated the dead vampire corpses.
At last the squad made it to the top of the bastion. Incoming boulders were still pelting the prison, and a small contingent of vampiric defenders were still manning the walls. Vyras expected more of a fight from these vampires. Over 1000 of Vyras’s skeletons still remained. It was as if nobody important was here, could Balta Mirta be in another castle? He turned to the melee fighters. Zurga, Haegar, Lithia. Make sure none can fly up and attack us! Antonius, Lyra, you ready? They ascended to the top of the tower more vampires were on the battlements below the tower firing arrows and spells at the vampires
Lyra spoke " I can take out a few, Colonel. I have a terracotta firebomb." Vyras nodded. Lyra took out the firebomb from her satchel and stepped out. She received an arrow to the head,
Vyras caught the bomb before it fell and tossed the bomb causing a large blast. He ducked and brought out his grimoir, incanted a basic resurrection spell, touched Lyra’s chest, an With magical purple flame-like lights, Vyras branded a sigil into Lyra’s back; he then sent Lyra back at the vampires who shot her, like a professional acrobat. She jumped into the air. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
“OOOH! SUCH FUN!! WHO WANTS MORE STABBIES?” Lithia, who was drenched in vampire blood from head to toe, exclaimed. before wiping blood off her face. Vyras wondered how Lithia got so much blood on her, then he saw her carving up vampire corpses with her dagger, and Vyras knew how: She mutilated the dead vampire corpses.
At last the squad made it to the top of the bastion. Incoming boulders were still pelting the prison, and a small contingent of vampiric defenders were still manning the walls. Vyras expected more of a fight from these vampires. Over 1000 of Vyras’s skeletons still remained. It was as if nobody important was here, could Balta Mirta be in another castle? He turned to the melee fighters. Zurga, Haegar, Lithia. Make sure none can fly up and attack us! Antonius, Lyra, you ready? They ascended to the top of the tower more vampires were on the battlements below the tower firing arrows and spells at the vampires
Lyra spoke " I can take out a few, Colonel. I have a terracotta firebomb." Vyras nodded. Lyra took out the firebomb from her satchel and stepped out. She received an arrow to the head,
Vyras caught the bomb before it fell and tossed the bomb causing a large blast. He ducked and brought out his grimoir, incanted a basic resurrection spell, touched Lyra’s chest, an With magical purple flame-like lights, Vyras branded a sigil into Lyra’s back; he then sent Lyra back at the vampires who shot her, like a professional acrobat. She jumped into the air. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
23-Sep-2019 04:37:56 - Last edited on 03-Feb-2021 23:22:17 by Pink 4 Twink
with grace and elan. When she arrived at her pre-selected target. She exploded into an aurora of purple light. The vampires who shot her were dead. Leaving behind vampiric skeletons. A few still had purple embers burning where their eyes used to be. Lyra’s skeleton was somewhere among the dead with broken feet and legs and spine. Jumping off a tower is nasty business, at least she was dead when she did so.
Antonius fired crossbow bolts into the hearts of many vampiric foes, blood spilled on the ground. A second wave of defenders came onto the castle walls, but the ground beneath them collapsed, revealing the way into the castle. As far as Vyras could tell, the area was clear, and that hole led into the dungeon.The resistance was short on soldiers, so raids like these were necessary. Vyras touched his squadmates with a yellow light in his hands, the result was that they glowed yellow somewhat. Vyras jumped into the hole with his squad and arrived in the jail.
“Okay, I am sorry for disrespecting Lyra’s corpse, but we need to get started on breaking prisoners free. I am going back up there to place the green flag on the flag-pole to get them to stop firing catapults. Lithia, break as many cells open as you can, you are our thief.” Vyras told Lithia. He turned to Haegar, “Haegar, watch her back, Zurga, you too.”
With a flick of his wrist, Vyras flew back up the hole to the roof, and took out a green flag, he lowered the Vampiric crest of Clan Gern, he then looped the rope through holes in the flag, and hoisted it up. The catapults stopped. Vyras blasted a hole into the bastion tower revealing the staircase they came through. Vyras then walked back to the hole and floated down like a feather. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
Antonius fired crossbow bolts into the hearts of many vampiric foes, blood spilled on the ground. A second wave of defenders came onto the castle walls, but the ground beneath them collapsed, revealing the way into the castle. As far as Vyras could tell, the area was clear, and that hole led into the dungeon.The resistance was short on soldiers, so raids like these were necessary. Vyras touched his squadmates with a yellow light in his hands, the result was that they glowed yellow somewhat. Vyras jumped into the hole with his squad and arrived in the jail.
“Okay, I am sorry for disrespecting Lyra’s corpse, but we need to get started on breaking prisoners free. I am going back up there to place the green flag on the flag-pole to get them to stop firing catapults. Lithia, break as many cells open as you can, you are our thief.” Vyras told Lithia. He turned to Haegar, “Haegar, watch her back, Zurga, you too.”
With a flick of his wrist, Vyras flew back up the hole to the roof, and took out a green flag, he lowered the Vampiric crest of Clan Gern, he then looped the rope through holes in the flag, and hoisted it up. The catapults stopped. Vyras blasted a hole into the bastion tower revealing the staircase they came through. Vyras then walked back to the hole and floated down like a feather. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!
23-Sep-2019 04:40:59
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