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Post by Butorega on Jan 11, 2014 10:48:32 GMT -6
Butorega looked up to see the jolly man moving towards Orcleous. The kid had no idea what to do against such an opponent and from what Butorega could see he froze. Butorega attempted to move towards the kid, but the pain from his chest paralyzed him for a moment. The jolly man pulled back on his spear ready to strike at the young lad.
“Move you idiot”, shouted Butorega as he attempted to move. Then he felt something. It was something he had never felt before. His body quivered at the touch of it. Magic, thought the brigand as a green light began to envelop his skin. “What the world is this”, spoke Butorega as he stared at his arms. The light covered the brigand’s skull and then he was gone. Butorega was compressed and blasted into the air. For a split second he saw the clouds before he suddenly fell back to the earth. The light slammed into the ground and shattered into many small pieces. Butorega looked forward to see a man in a crimson hat holding a staff. “What the…Who are you”, asked Butorega, but the sharp pain in his chest stopped his inquiry. The brigand turned and saw the jolly man. He was still in the same location just warped.
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Post by Mana on Jan 11, 2014 14:57:30 GMT -6
Mana had just slayed another elf by beheading him when Elias left to help a red woman. She gave the mage a nod as she looked for another opponent. His presence, as an ally and as a healer, was irreplaceable in this situation. Most fighters had gotten injured from fighting the little demons, some had died or couldn't fight anymore, Elias was truly a savior here. The girl began to realize how slim their chance was if they didn't find a clever strategy to beat the little demons and their master. The Sacaen girl then enganged another axe-wielding elf who tried to strike Faravinn, gaining advantage over him. After a few blows, the elf swung his axe too wide. Mana used that moment to slip into his left side and literally sliced him into two pieces. "Falcatta is truly amazing!!!" she thought as she saw the clean cut. This blade was sharp, probably too sharp.
The dragon appearance had startled her for a second. "Is one demon with stupid red hat not enough? What is a dragon doing here??? Can it just...leave and attack another town? At least until we are finished with Satan Claws!" she shouted and protested when the dragon came and roared. Thankfully, this one didn't seem to be enemy. Interesting fact indeed but Mana had a bad experience with dragon so she wouldn't believe the mighty creature easily. And then she came to realize that the elves weren't attacking her anymore. Sure they were still around but the dragon had stolen their attention. A good chance to make a move.
Another dragon, a white one, somehow decided to join the party. Great...maybe she shouldn't be surprised if there would be the third dragon.
But her attention was also stolen by a few people fighting Satan Claws, she believed he would be slaughtering them if those guys didn't any get help soon. While praying they would survive, the girl sheathed her best sword and drew her third weapon, Thunder Sword, a magic sword colored in gold and crimson red. The girl knew she wouldn't make it even if she tried to rush toward them so this was the only solution she had. The elves could barely react in time when she ran past them to get closer to the big demon, brandishing the golden sword. The target had to be in certain distance for the sword to be effective.
Mana rose her thunder sword, holding it with both hands. As she held the sword, a few sparks of electricity gathered around the blade and gradually became more visible to be seen by naked eyes. It didn't seem to damage the wielder, though. The thunder started to go wild and randomly hit a few elves or objects around Mana, making the area around her a dangerous zone. The Sacaen girl didn't have much magic inside her but it seemed pouring more than half of her energy into the sword was enough to create such destructive force. "This is more difficult than I thought," she muttered as she continued controlling the raging thunder.
"Taste this, fatty! And please, die and never come back!" Mana then unleashed the destructive force of her sword toward Satan Claws. The thunder went straight toward Satan Claws, who were kept busy by some fighters. The release of that much of power depleted most of her stamina, Mana fell on her knees.
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Lisa Aurora
Recruit
When you give your word on the lance, you give your word on your Honor.
Posts: 63
Profession: Blacksmith and Lance for Hire.
OoC Alias: The Crimson Rose
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Post by Lisa Aurora on Jan 11, 2014 19:44:38 GMT -6
She would slowly stand up, feeling refreshed from being healed. Lisa looked back to see the Crimson red dressed mage on horseback. Smiling at him, she would wink and then bolt in to attack again. The elves didn't let up as her lance was now fully covered in elf's blood. Lifting her head, she would hear the familiar voice, "Butorega?" She would look around to see if she could spot the brigand and she did at a bad timing. As she saw him, she saw the massive lance go into his chest. Filling with anger, she bolted towards the fat man in red. Weaving in and around attacks, she was now on a mission. To try and get this fat behemoth down to the ground. As she got closer, she saw the novice that she had encountered at little rock, what was his name? She couldn't think about it now since he had the lance coming fo rhim next.
Now running at full sprint, she lifted her lance aimed right at the fat man's rib cage. No war scream, no thing. She just ran into him plunging her iron lance as deep as she could into him. Her lance stuck out of him, but she bounced off the man who was ripped. Lisa fell to the ground a few feet away from him. Quickly, she would begin to back up as she was on her butt, trying to get out of his range of the massive weapons. her hand was feeling for a weapon taht she could use to attack with, and sadly the closes one was just a foot away.
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Venessa Blackthorn
Wyvern Rider
(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
Posts: 50
Profession: Etrurian Scout, 2nd Light Armor Divsion
OoC Alias: The Black Rider
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Post by Venessa Blackthorn on Jan 11, 2014 20:14:34 GMT -6
Venessa was at home resting from scouting the past few days until she heard people running by screaming at how there was a dressed man killing innocent people like they were cattle. Sighing to herself, she armored up, grabbed her lance and mounted on Sorrow. She took to the darken skies and flew towards the area that seemed to be a war going on. More screaming was heard the closer she got to the battlefield. Landing on a nearby building, she would over look at the battle. The wyvern Rider saw many of died in the process, but a good amount were putting up a resistance. She would shake her head in pain when she heard a wyvern die. Looking to the sky, she saw a fellow rider falling out of the sky, as she was about to pull on the reigns, she saw a rare sight. A Manakete grabbed him, saving his life. She was amazed since they were rare to see these days. Not to long, she would see another come from no where and chang into his final form. "Man, anymore Dragon's then it would be all you can eat slaughter house. We have an advantage Sorrow, it will be hard for most to see us since we are black in color when we fly."
Venessa's eyes looked down again and saw a young man with a sword freeze up in battle. The one known as Satan Claws was going to strike him. Shaking her head, she lifted up the reigns and whipped them. Sorrow jumped off the building flying higher into the sky. She would fold her wings up and nose dive down towards the ground. Taking her lance, she would aim it right at the muscle man with the massive weapons of death. Looking up for a brief moment, she saw the other reindeer coming right at them. She quickly had Sorrow roll towards the left a bit to miss the coming threat, but as she was level with the reindeer, she would thrust her lance into the side of it right where the heart would be. The creature would fall towards the ground next to Satan claws away from everyone who was fighting. Lifting up on the reigns, the wings came out as she leaned forward. "Grab the one in black and bolt like thunder girl!"
The wyvern's claws opened up as they were getting closer towards Orcleous. WHen they were just above him, Sorrow's feet reached down and grabbed the kid before Satan claws would strike him. Quickly Flapping her wings as fast as she could, the black Wyvern flew low to the ground lifting the kid up so he was away from the ground. When Venessa thought they were safe distance from Death dressed in Jolly cheer, she again lifted up on the reigns which in turn lowered the novice back to the ground safe. Lifting her hand, she would put her index finger on forehead part of her helmet and salute for a moment and flew back into action. She didn't have any other lance's with her. Making Sorrow do a barrel roll, she would be able to reach down since she was flying low again. She reached out and grabbed a badly used lance. "Beggers can't be choosers. Lets go girl, we got a meal waiting for us. hiyaaah!"
The black wyvern rolled right back into normal flying postion, flying past the other rider who was on the ground. The black pair zipped in and out of everyone's way like a black shadow running form the sun. Taking the lance, she aimed it right at the Satan claws. 'Steady Venessa, steady....can't miss this shot. Hell, he's a massive target.' She was now coming up on Satan's back. She'd throw the lance with all the strenght she had and pulled up on the reigns so that they didn't collide with the big guy. Flying straight up into the dark night time sky, the black rider would be high enough to be out of Archer's range as she looked down to see what had happened with her attack. "Did we get him girl?" The last reindeer hit the ground hard, breaking one leg. But it was still able to fight, it now took flight and went after Venessa with anger burning it's eyes. Seeing it coming, venessa quickly whipped the regins and Sorrow went flying. This creautre was now locked onto Venessa as they tried to do whatever it took to get it off their tail.
It was now right on them and Sorrow quickly jerked back letting out a screech in pain. Looking back, she saw the reindeer latched to Sorrow's tail. Sorrow quickly spun itself to face the reindeer and began to attack the reindeer by kicking, clawing and even biting. With Venessa on the back of her Wyvern, the two creatures that were above the battlefield began to plumit down towards the ground. When they were near the ground, the reindeer let go and sorrow tried to recover from the rapid decent, but it was to late. The wyvern had turned so it landed on it's belly sending Venessa across the ground, rolling and hitting everything that was in her path. She laid there for a moment shaking, lifting her head she saw her best friend laying on the ground dying. Tears filled her eyes as she crawled towards her wyvern, but a sharp pain went through her body. The ruby red eyes looked down and saw that an elf had stabbed her leg with a sword. "YAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!" The elf pulled the sword out as it ran away quickly. Looking back to see why, fear had struck her. Through her eyes, she saw the reindeer standing over her wyvern with it's right hoof going through the kneck of her mount killing it. As she tried to stand up, she collapsed to the ground. The sword had broken the bone her leg making it next to impossible to run away and leaving her exposed.
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Post by Plot Device on Jan 12, 2014 11:26:37 GMT -6
Before the massive man could impale the kid on his spear another fly had tried to attack him from behind, expect he made a grave mistake. Taking to the air aiming for his head, what comes up must come down, and this case doing the work for him. Spinning with the axe head on his arm extended out to keep others at bay, as he lifted his lance in the direction of the air born runt he saw the loud mouth disappear in a green flash. Another naughty runt ran their lance into his side, "Ho" he had bellowed out a short laugh, that tickled. Shoving his lance towards the kid he felt something shockingly painful, he had been struck by a lighting spell. He didn't have time to look for the devious naughty child who shot him with that spell but he had figured it had to be that mage healing everybody. What a troublesome, yet stylish(Satan Claws does dig the red duds he's wearing), spoiled brat. He didn't realize it until it was too late, the bolt of lighting had caused his body to jerk, causing his lance to slide right by the kid in the air.
It may have been unwise to wait so long before joining the battle, he should have been in the fray along with all of his elves but deck the halls this was exciting. Compared to the villages he ransacked this was almost as much of a rush as it was rewarding all the good little boys and girls of Elibe back in his day.
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Post by Taiel on Jan 13, 2014 16:24:44 GMT -6
The dragon rumbled menacingly as he advanced enough to stand protectively around Venessa. Looking with one of those massive eyes, he noticed the wound before speaking. In this form, his voice was much deeper. "Remain behind me child, I shall shield you." The rumble came from deep within his chest before the ancient reptile stood his ground defiantly, beating at any of Satan Claw's minions, flyers, or even Satan Claw himself if he got too close. Tail, jaws, claws, and even the strong muscles of his wings were used if necessary. The dragon had found himself a charge, and he was not going to let the girl die if he could help it.
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Lynessa
Manakete
"I am glad Ilia doesn't have summer..."
Posts: 92
Profession: Tavern owner, housewife
Affinity: Ice
Dragon Element: Ice
OoC Alias: Mana
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Post by Lynessa on Jan 13, 2014 18:06:32 GMT -6
The dragon let out a weak groan when Hal didn't show the response she wanted. She had expected him to be more furious or spirited. "I can fly. I will lend you my wings. Show me the wrath and tenacity from when you were stabbing the dead reindeer." Hal probably just needed a few push. The wyvern rider didn't look like someone who couldn't fight, he certainly possessed the required abilities and skills, maybe he just needed to be more confident.
When she wasn't paying attention, the last reinder, probably angry for being ignored, attacked a wyvern rider. They had a few clash in midair before the reindeer won and slayed the wyvern, sending the rider fall to the ground in the process.
A friendly roar didn't go unnoticed, the roar might be loud and terrifying but for Lynessa it sounded friendly and heart-warming. This was really something. Why now? Why here? It was strange but another ice dragon really came to her aid. Lynessa had always thought she wouldn't see another dragon. She had believed that the dragons had perished in war or gone to the other world, Taiel's sudden appearance was something like a gift for her. She let out a happy growl as she stared at the beautiful blue eyes of Taiel's dragon form, for a moment she even forgot about the battle. Unfortunately the white dragon left to protect a woman from danger before Lynessa could ask him questions. It was frustrating but she understood that this wasn't the best place or the best time to talk to him. "Lets do this, brother!"
"You don't want someone else kill that demon beast, right? So what are we waiting for?" The dragon had to be a little forceful now, her tail grabbed Hal and then threw him onto her back. They would attack the Satan Claws' greatest minion, his reindeer. She started with another roar before rushing and stomping the ground with those large feet. Having two dragons going wild in the battlefield might not be something any humans wanted, but for now the humans surely wouldn't refuse having dragons as allies. The ice dragon tried to bite the reindeer but unfortunately the demonic creature saw that coming and dodged successfully.
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Post by Orcleous on Jan 13, 2014 18:53:57 GMT -6
As Orcleous looked up at the jolly man he felt something bit him. The young boy was frozen still. Orcleous could not understand it at the moment, but that was fear that he felt. Paralyzed he stared at the jolly man as he drew back on his spear. It is over thought the boy when salvation came at the hands of the other fighters. The jolly man had turned his attention.
I am alive thought Orcleous to himself, but then the realization of what was going on hit him. Wait thought Orcleous. He was up close, or close enough to actually get a hit in. What was he doing laying on the grown like a frighten puppy. The young boy tighten his grip on his sword and stood up. "Die", shouted Orcleous as he charged forward hoping to stag Santa Claws with his sword.
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Elias
Mage Knight
The Crimson Mage
I'm just saying that the problem isn't going away, no matter how good we get at stabbing them.
Posts: 451
Etruria Fame: 1
Sacae Fame: 2
Lycia Fame: 1
Profession: The Crimson Mage
Affinity: Fire
Profile: Profile (updated)
OoC Alias: Elias
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Post by Elias on Jan 14, 2014 10:34:39 GMT -6
"No words, only healing now." Elias hushed the man by holding his staff in the air, a powerful light emitting from it and bathing the area in its soft glow. Elias was always a bit curious, was the light the thing that healed them? Or was it just sort of a side effect of the nature of the magic? Like is it like elfire where it creates light, or like shine where the light itself is the fire. Or maybe somewhere in between, didn't matter. Not really the time for that sort of thing. Instead he just went about his business mending the big bulk of a man up, he was preeeetty darn messed up. So the healing had to be extra strong, or extra long. He wasn't going to die, so Elias decided to go with long and saving his strong for a real emergency. What that means, basically, is he was using his mend staff to care to this man's wounds rather then the Holy Maiden to simply cure them in an instant. That took a lot out of Elias, and he needed to be in tip top shape to run around and heal more.
As if time was being reversed, the wounds on the bandit slowly began to vanish. Gashes where meat was missing were being filled in by bloody red flesh and quickly covered by rapidly forming skin. Healing wasn't... ah... pleasant to watch really, but damned if it wasn't effective. In a few minutes, all the man's wounds were gone. In the meantime the battlefield went to hell. Dragons flying around, people rushing the monster guy, Mana was shooting friggen LIGHTNING. It was just a mess, he couldn't keep up with it.
He looked out to the battlefield, then back at the bandit. "You should really hurry out there, things are heating up."
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Post by Ryuzaki on Jan 14, 2014 12:25:33 GMT -6
Ryuzaki noticed the lance point waiting for him and tried to twist his body away, feeling a wash of dread come over him. Then, as a blast of lighting hit the great man, the lance slid sideways and Ryuzaki plummeted into the snow once more.
Groaning, he picked himself up and watched in amazement as another man in red held a... staff of some sort, it looked like, over the burly brigand.
"Another ally, hmm?" he thought.
His attention shifted to the kid, who kept making charges at the big man. Well, if he was going to insist on that, Ryu could help him out. With a ringing battle scream, Ryuzaki lifted his sword and raced at the huge monster from the other direction, hoping to divert attention and score at least a clean hit.
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Post by Plot Device on Jan 14, 2014 15:12:45 GMT -6
Satan Claws should feel horrible for beating on children, but does a parent feel bad for punishing their child when they were naughty? No, so he wasn't going to either. Before either had began their charge he stuck the haft back into the head of the axe and twisted, letting go of the handle on the head of the axe and pulling his arm out of the strap he turned his weapon into an axe once again. He lowered the head of the axe closer to the ground waiting for Ryuzaki to get closer, and when he did he swung his axe in a diagonal slash towards the sky. At that moment he felt the other runt stabbing him in the back with a sword, he'll get his soon enough.
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Post by Butorega on Jan 14, 2014 15:35:13 GMT -6
“Now you are speaking my language”, spoke Butorega to Elias as he finished being healed. Butorega was going to hold nothing back. That jolly fat man had embarrassed him earlier and Butorega needed to pay him back. The brigand let out a loud scream as he tightened his grip on his axe and charged back in.
“Hay fatso”, shouted Butorega as he closed in the space between him and Santa Claws. He was hoping to get the jolly man’s attention. No point in striking him if his back was turned. No, that would be the coward’s way out. Butorega needed to pay him back face to face. The brigand pulled his axe back and swung forward with all his strength. He swung his axe towards the jolly man’s waist. A good hit there would take any fighter out the fight.
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Hal
Soldier
Wings of Courage
I've got 99 problems and Elesia caused every one.
Posts: 215
Bern Fame: 1
Lycia Fame: 1
Affinity: Light
Profile: Hal Kailas
OoC Alias: Kenshin
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Post by Hal on Jan 14, 2014 15:40:46 GMT -6
There wasn't a thing Hal could do when Lynessa threw him on her back, the best he could do was hold on tight as she took to the air. Hal actually pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, first Sol dying then meeting a REAL LIVE DRAGON and now he was riding on top of her. If it wasn't for the loss of Sol this would probably the best day of his life, ever. He watched her try to catch it in her mouth but failed, he knew it wouldn't work but hoped it would. Awkwardly crawling on her back, to aviod falling off, towards her head Hal inched his way there at a decent rate. "Be ready to catch me if I don't make it." Hal waited until it seemed as if it was going to fly right under them and jumped. This free fall was much different than the last time, he was prepared for this one. Arms stretched out he was able to catch the side of it, that angered the deer but Hal had a decent grip on it so he wasn't going to let go. It didn't take long before he climbed up top of it's back, wrapping his legs around it he got a fist full of fur in his right hand and began to punch it with all of his might with his left. Each blow increased his anger and hatred for it, the reindeer had began to fly in random patterns attempting to throw the boy off.
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Edrick
Shaman
Even in darkness one can devote themself to the light.
Posts: 114
Sacae Fame: 1
Profession: Jack of all Trades
Affinity: Light
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Post by Edrick on Jan 14, 2014 18:14:44 GMT -6
"Here, it just had to be here, didn't it? Edrick thought to himself. Hadn't this place seen enough shed blood? It had been a while since he had last been in this arena, and it wasn't a pleasant experience. All of it just from one dragon. Who could have guessed what this would be like. All he knew is that it wouldn't be like the stories.
Outside the arena, All he could see was a a dragon that seemed to be fighting a creature of unknown origin. The only thing he could tell about the monster was that it was similar to a deer, aside from it flying around and attacking the dragon. Dashing into the arena Edrick beheld the sights of carnage. What the..... he mumbles. It seemed to be a free for all. it seemed as though everyone wasn't working together, most were in small groups fighting what appeared to be his minions or Satan Claus himself. Finally resting his eyes on The "jolly" man himself, he began to focus his energy. The message never said we had to kill him, just defeat him... He mumbles to himself as he pulled elder magic from his book with the energy he focused and sent it towards the once famed present deliverer.
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Post by Ryuzaki on Jan 14, 2014 20:49:36 GMT -6
Ryuzaki saw the blur of the axe out of the corner of his eye and snickered to himself. His diversion had worked… Now to get out of the way. Noting the upward curve of the axe, Ryuzaki slid onto his back, sliding under the axe head and springing back to his feet. A line of red caught his attention.
“Damn,” Ryu thought. "I’ve been hit." Locating the gash on his right arm, Ryuzaki winced and shrugged it off. “At least it’s not my sword arm,” he thought, and ran at the big fella again, swinging a strong two handed stroke at his leg.
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