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Baron Ogre

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“He is not ready yet, can you think of a way to stall?”

“I’d say some Lesser Karamthulhus could probably buy us a lot of time.”

“Look!” a prisoner shouted, the eyeball in the statue’s hand was emitting a very dim glow. Torches were lit across the roof to illuminate the event as the sun had finally disappeared off the horizon. It was pale blue, and almost non-existent. Elder gently cut the tip of his finger ever so slightly, and allowed a single drop of his blood to fall into the golden bowl. It reacted in much the same way dripping water into a hot frying pan would. Faintly in his mind, Tuflos was positive he heard “More.”

“Get Overlord three to assist you with the Lesser Karamthulhu warriors” Truand jogged down the middle of the two lines of cultists, and kneeled down to the Overlord before Azura, and began whispering to it. The two departed at a hasty speed back downstairs. Soon behind them was several guards. One hundred of the newest members of the gang were chosen to stay in the lower sections of the Palace and maintain control if need be, and the ones following Truand and the Overlord were them.

Kopf was maskless, and oddly handsome in a strange way, with a striking jaw and curly blonde hair he was not an unattractive man. He dragged two prisoners up to the Altar, where he yanked their heads back to expose their necks before the golden bowl. Tuflos ripped open their throats, and like a fountain the blood poured into the bowl. Kopf was a very strong man and able to keep both the thrashing victims firmly in place, though some of that warm crimson liquid did spill out onto the white linen.

24-Mar-2010 05:43:42

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As the first two victims; a young man and woman finally died, they were simply cast to the ground and another two brought forth. Azura had to fight to keep from spilling her emotions and lunch all over the place, Johnny just stared down at the floor and wished he could ignore the noise, but when he tried to plug his ears with his fingers, two men pulled his arms to his side. The sickening spilling of the blood as the victims thrashed about, and gurgled, and screamed through destroyed throats was pure torture.

The ‘wall’ in eastern Varrcok was slowly crumbling, but due to the poverty of the region and the lack of care from the government, it had mostly gone unmaintained for the past several years. Four grappling hooks found their mark on the weak walls and Forrest was the first man on top “We’s got eight zombies walkin’ around down there.”

Anastasia and Lowe quietly shot down all eight of them, starting with the rear guard, and finishing off the leader. They went undetected as they quietly hopped from the damaged wall’s low points to the dirty brick road below.

“Nice work.” Anjel commented in whisper as they huddled in the shadows as they quietly attempted to maneuver to the Palace. Another squad marched blissfully past the concealed soldiers. Anjel used hand signals to instruct his men to neutralize them. They ran in a quick yet silent way out of the shadows and swiftly removed heads with one swing; it was an impressive display of coordination, strength, and skill.

They ran shadow to shadow, building to building, cutting down several squads before reaching the edge of the Varrock Square. There stood no less than fifty armored zombies before the closed gate. They could attack head on, but why do that when there was an advantage to be had? The barbarians quietly moved in groups of two and three away from the main group, until all of them were separated.

24-Mar-2010 05:44:00

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“Look.” Forrest whispered, pointing to the Palace roof. They could vaguely hear screaming, and the torches and men were easy to spot. The barbarians signaled their attack with thrown javelins and soaring arrows. The Divine Ones quickly joined into the melee completely surrounding the zombies from either side, quickly slicing them down, and not giving their enemies a chance to fight back effectively. Anjel and Lowe spotted an ideal location for a hook to go over the wall to allow some men to open the gate from inside. Pulling a crossbow from his back, Lowe loaded up a bolt which had a grappling hook for a head. It was made of mithril, and therefore very light. It hooked into place in between some brick on the other side.

Forrest used his large muscles to pull himself over in mere seconds, before scurrying down the other side. He quickly began cranking the wench to open the gate, but was soon assaulted by a duo of possessed guards. One swung a sword lazily at his skull, which he easily side stepped, before taking a swipe at his attacker’s leg. His hit landed, and left his enemy crippled on the ground, but before he could deliver a finishing blow a second guard swung a mace towards his chest. He ducked and punched the man in the stomach, quickly regretting it as he realized he wore chainmail under his normal clothing.

He removed his knife more quickly than the man could muster a second swing, and jammed it into his temple. The useless body fell to the ground, leaving the Lesser Karamthulhu helplessly exposed to attack. Forrest simply stomped it to a paste before finishing his task of opening the gate. Only one member of the Divine Ones was struck dead.

24-Mar-2010 05:44:20

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Quiet and sneaky were forgotten now that they were inside the Palace itself, and they did nothing to hide the noise of their footsteps as they ran up the stone steps leading to a large oak door. From there they could hurry to the roof to kill what remained of the Cult, and then restore order to Varrock. Aiden and Caden chopped down a relatively small tree with their weapons, and quickly got assistance from the fighting men to remove the branches from the stalk. They lifted it up and began smashing against the imposing gate with it. It slowly, but surely began to crash open. Slowly, around nine hundred undead warriors gathered on the other side, and waited patiently for their attackers to finally smash through.

More fighting erupted in the courtyard, as defenders ran from inside to engage in combat. They numbered a little over sixty, and all of them visibly had Karamthulhu attached to them.

“You can only kill these by destroying their brain!” Anjel shouted loudly, swiping his sword at an attacker.

“Well goddamn, looks like it’s just me.” Truand calmly stood atop the steps and observed the fighting, as he slowly removed what he figured could be his last cigarette. He carefully lit it with a match and took a single deep drag on it, before removing a long thin sword from his waist and stepping slowly down the stairs.

A barbarian warrior leapt to tackle him, but Truand simply took one step back, and stuck the thin agile blade into the barbarian’s throat. He parried a sword blow from a Divine One and jammed the blade upwards through his foe’s jaw and into the brain.

“That’s a real nice suit.” Forrest sarcastically commented as he swung his axe overhead at the ridiculous looking man. Truand easily parried the attack and swiftly stabbed toward’s Forrest’s unarmored ribs. He quickly jumped out of the way, and stepped in closely with a stab with his knife, which Truand avoided by grabbing his arm and twisting it behind the fit man’s back.

24-Mar-2010 05:44:59

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“Nice muscle, not much good though huh?” he said smugly as he prepared to ream the sword through Forrest’s back, but was shocked as he was suddenly flipped over the man’s head and onto his back before him.

“Yeah man, it is pretty good muscle.” he flexed his knife holding arm, and then stabbed downward at his his eye.

“Damn it!” he rolled onto his stomach and narrowly missed the blade. Grabbing his rapier he sliced upwards and caused a minor flesh wound on Forrest’s lower abdominal region. His bleeding was visible through his shirt. He picked up the cigarette which had fallen from his mouth and returned it to where it belonged, and then resumed his fight with the entertaining opponent.

Anjel and Lowe both rushed to assist the injured Forrest, and it was soon a three versus one sword fight. Truand grinned widely while in an inhuman way managed to parry and return blows to three different skilled enemies all at once. A sudden roar came from behind, reinforcements, finally Truand sighed with relief. A Varrock knight armed with nothing more than a brick smashed his improvised weapon over the head of Truand, who crumpled to the ground. Another twenty or so knights were added to the invading force, all of whom eagerly rushed from behind to flank their jail-wardens. Many picked up weapons from fallen soldiers.

“Tukor?!” Lowe roared with laughter and excitement.

“Lowe you crazy hound! I should have known my rescue would come from your insane ass!* the two embraced in a momentary hug.

“This man seem important,” Anastasia commented as she checked Truand’s pulse “he still alive.”

“D-damn right I am.” he replied as he tried to figure out what happened. The fighting was over for the moment, the enemy force was slain but at a higher cost than last time. Of the forty four original soldiers, there remained thirty capable of fighting. Two knights grabbed Truand under the arms and held him firmly.

24-Mar-2010 05:45:18

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“We need to know where the prisoners are.” Anjel’s voice was almost annoying polite.

“Yeah well up yours buddy, I ain’t telling you anything you piece of Divine One trash!” Anjel’s face turned to anger, and he punched the man across the jaw.

“I want my answer.”

“Tell you what, how about...” he suddenly lurched forward, kicking Anjel in stomach “Ya ain’t so tough, buddy.” Anastasia suddenly grabbed him by the jaw, and stared down at him.

“Is a simple question, will you not answer it?” she noticed he smelled like cigarette smoke, and could see the pack of cigarettes in his pocket. She took them and stuck one in his mouth, and then lit the match to light it “where are they?” she repeated her question. She hovered the match just out of reach of his precious nicotine.

“Upstairs, on the roof.” he finally sighed out. His arms were tied together and so were his legs, and he was left bound before the corpses of his fallen men as they continued deeper into the castle.

“Nice work, Anastasia.” Anjel commented, patting her on the back. Lowe grew slightly jealous.

“Yeah, clever thinking.” he added.

The force of just over fifty stormed up several staircases, all which let out on the west side of the roof. They were angry to find the doors locked, but several members of the Divine Ones had brought lockpicks for this very situation. The doors swung open, revealing the grisly sacrifice ritual that was taking place. Elder finished gouging out the throats of another two victims, and then turned to face the new comers.

“You are all under arrest by the order of the city state Falador.” Anjel said in a calm shout.

“Hey.. I don’t think that’s going to scare them.” Lowe whispered to him, as the three hundred angry looking cult members began to remove weapons from their cloaks.

24-Mar-2010 05:45:41 - Last edited on 26-Mar-2010 19:10:29 by Baron Ogre

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“That... voice...” Elder mumbled “Anjel!” he barked furiously, slicing his claws together to create sparks. Anjel nervously brushed a bead of sweat from his forehead. Kopf held two more victims in place, Elder tore their necks open “Kill them all.” he fiercely ordered. The Cultists broke their statue stance and swarmed forward. Though out numbered heavily, the elite force was more than a match for several of the mostly untrained and inexperienced Cultist brawlers.

“The bowl is not full, Kopf. Continue to bring me offerings.” Kopf grunted, and slid his sword back into it’s sheath and began to bring up more victims, more quickly as time was precious now.

*They came for us?!” Johnny shouted with glee

“Yeah! There’s Anastasia!” she tugged on his hand for him to follow, but he remained firmly where he stood. Roxanne and he looked uncertainly at one another.

“Look, see this ring?” she held up her hand and showed it to her brother.

“What about it... it’s just a,* it dawned on him it was a proposal ring “goddamn it! I do not approve of this!” he stomped his foot like an angry child.

“You’re just a boy, you shouldn’t use words like that,” she tried to seem playful, but it was obvious that neither were very happy right now.

*You and your girlfriend have fun together... I’ll get a hold of you when the wedding is on.” she tried to smile, but simply could not get rid of her frown. Johnny was heart broken; he hadn’t seen his sister in over two weeks and she was already being pulled away again. He stepped forward and they hugged for several seconds. Johnny was crying but his face appeared to be carved from stone.

24-Mar-2010 05:45:57

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“Come on, you lead the way.” he said in a low, sad voice. They went mostly unnoticed as they tried to work their way towards the exists, but were suddenly blocked by two guards who broke apart from the main group.

“Magic.” was all Azura could think. She tossed her hands forward in the same motion she had used many times before to summon blasts of magical energy. A pair of white streams streaked out from her palms. She gasped and covered her mouth as they left ball-sized holes in the men she had targeted. The attackers slouched over dead, Azura looked devastated.

“Hey good job,” Johnny said, putting his hand on her shoulder gently “Saved us both, you know.” he was just as startled as she was by the sudden, relatively gruesome deaths of the cultists, but unlike Azura he wasn’t willing to let it slow them down.

The two began jogging, but Johnny’s heart sank when he noticed the woman they were tying to reach, aiming her bow at them. She fired, and a scream sounded out from behind them, Johnny peeked over his shoulder to see a man fall off the roof while frantically trying to remove the arrow from his chest. “Stay back behind fight.” Anastasia ordered the two, she felt they were a little young and untrained for this type of thing. Johnny was amazed by the woman, who continued to unleash arrows and punches, slaughtering cultist after cultist.

“That’s Anastasia,” Azura said with a smile “she’s pretty good at shooting arrows.” she added. John watched as she shot down three men in quick succession, all of whom were charging at her weapons forward.

24-Mar-2010 05:46:14 - Last edited on 26-Mar-2010 19:13:20 by Baron Ogre

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“Yeah, she is pretty good huh?”

The gang’s inexperience was starting to show against trained enemies, and though they were many, they were not winning.

The prisoners began growing rowdy and trying to free themselves, but Kopf would have none of that. Many of the victims he brought were already bleeding from his fists, a few were not even conscious. “We’re almost done.” Elder calmly explained as he listened to the last of the blood trickle into the bowl. Kopf tossed the, now piling corpses aside and rushed back with more offerings. By now the eye the statue of Karamthulhu grasped between his stone hands was glowing bright like a candle in a dark room.

Anastasia sliced through the throat of one incoming attacker with her blade. Archery was too impractical when the targets were so close. A karamhulhu soldier attacked her next; she parried his first sword blow, and sliced into his calf. It swiped at her head, but Lowe pulled his arm back, she quickly leaped up and stabbed through it’s eye socket. They exchanged a brief smile, before she gasped and pulled him towards her. An axe went soaring by, he replied with an arrow to the attacker’s stomach.

A brutish man swiped out with a knife at Anastasia. She kicked him back and prepared to lunge forward with her sword, but the man managed to evade the blow, and deliver a punch to her forehead, sending her stumbling backwards. Lowe caught her by the waist, “Come on! Stick it in him!” he encouraged before shoving her towards the cultist. She managed to plunge the sword into his heart the second attempt. The man seemed to freeze up, his expression of pain and confusion etched in his face, before simply falling down.

24-Mar-2010 05:46:31

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Lowe suddenly found himself attacked by three men at once. With only his knife for close combat, he was at a disadvantage. He managed to slice one man’s hand, but was slowly being forced towards the edge of the roof as the club and sword wielding men gained ground on him. An arrow plunged through the back of the skull of one, and in the brief moment of confusion, Lowe saw a sword catch light from the torches around. It was spinning towards the air right at him, and he saw exactly who tossed it. Anastasia was forced to turn her attention else where, but Lowe easily caught the blade and stabbed into the club wielding man’s stomach without hesitation.

The second man deflected his sword, but Lowe caught him in the ribs with his knife, and then finished him with a stab into the chest.

“Just one more!” Elder said with satisfaction to Kopf, who looked at the two hostages he was holding. They appeared to be mother and daughter, but which one to kill?

“Kopf behind you!” Elder suddenly said in an unusually concerned voice. He quickly turned around, still gripping the young woman in his hands. His eyes widened, and he instinctively moved the only object he was holding to block the incoming sword blow.

“Anjel you goddamn coward!” Kopf said as he held the woman like a shield, she squealed, and he managed to catch himself from stabbing her. Kopf tossed her to the ground and took out his long, thin sword and put on a scowl

“Take down that one!” Anjel ordered, pointing to Elder, who seemed to sigh and relax his shoulders. A pair of barbarians rushed him from both sides, but he managed to dodge their attacks and rip out their throats simultaneously. Anjel and Kopf dueled fiercely, parring blows and sending sparks from their swords flying. Kopf was a shockingly professional swordsman. Anjel kept trying to lure him into aggressively attacking him, but Kopf kept his head level the entire fight, never making a foolish or unsafe move.

24-Mar-2010 05:46:57

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