Fantasy Asaranthia

[Croissant]

@Darkens @L u n a

@Mikailgirl @KaiaWolf


(Quick note I was not planning to have them bring in 300 soldiers including abominations etc. You just started a brawl with an army, trust me you aren't going to win.)


The previous soldier's had been destroyed within minutes by the power of the heroes, but as the battle progressed, more abominations and soldier's appeared, it seemed only some of the army had joined in but it seemed more were to come soon, the heroes would have to be swift and retrieve the slaves!


Suddenly as the abomination was hacked at by @CrimsonEclipse and @Darkens it's body started spewing large showers of blood and gore from each of it's pours, it's skin peeling back and it's ribs opening from it's back, hundreds of bloody skin tipped make shift teeth and tounges reached out to the Ielyth grappling @CrimsonEclipse in a tight grip before trying to consume him


But wait, you could see what looked like a crystalline heart shaped organ in the center of his chest! If you managed to toss your axe directly at it before being consumed you could kill it! But with your body being pinned down by the abomination it was up to @Darkens to shoot it's crystal heart.

(Btw this is him, just smaller and no wings, still like 20 feet)

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Back at the pond


It seemed it was too late! The poor Naer and their home was decimated by the Xi forces that were camping there, they started moving on further into Alliance territory...


When suddenly, the Xi forces were shot by bows left in right, dark elves went down like flies left and right. Sadly the Naer pond was destroyed but they were promised protection by the Alliance. The Orc that was with them was actually an Alliance spy! Good thing. Now that the Alliance took control of the situation in the forest, they wondered how things were in the trail, they were told not to advance as they were simply a force of 50, the orc and his troops marched towards the chaos.


"Let us move comrades!"

....


Soon they arrived and started assisting the Heroes, but not by fighting, they brought chariots and told the heroes to come with them! Seemed like they would have to hurry unless they wished to die. Grab those slaves and hurry!


(You can choose whether or not try to escape yourself, but only if you are not in combat currently. If you are in combat you either try to retreat the best you can but still you will be persecuted, or go with the Alliance to their fort. If you aren't in combat you can simply hide in the shadows and spy until everyone leaves, it is ultimately your choice.)
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[Dolphan of Lyfe]

Ranak saw the heart, and took out his bow. He was shooting every arrow, but missed. Finally, he had the last arrow. The Sun arrow. He shot it. Unlike the others, it was slow. It pierced the heart. Ranak cheered and raised his bow up. He then put it back, took out his dagger, and flew to the lelyth on the ground. He put his hand on his throat and felt breathing. "Good," he muttered. A dark elvyn came charging. He flapped his wings and smashed him, knocking it out.


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[Sythril]

It seemed like only a moment had passed. It was like a blink of an eye--a millisecond, or less. Yet, so much had already happened--so much blood and fights unfolding. In the midst of war, there truly were many things that made every side beautiful. These kinds just made Linette want to somehow stay in the shadows and just watch with her companion.


She felt the eyes of the abomination from that cargo that the dark Elvyns were now protecting, earlier. Such a beast was enough to pique her interest. Linette looked at her companion, who was at the moment, only as large as a normal, grown lion. Beat, Linette called to him through her thoughts, even though he was just beside her. It was only recently when she had discovered the white lion, yet she had already felt a sense of connection with the beast since they met. I don't remember turning you back to your normal size.


The abomination, he responded, chestnut-brown orbs examining the cargo ever so wordlessly. It was as if he could see the darkness and fellow gleaming red eyes beyond that. As long as it's there...


Ah, Linette simply watched as it died just as soon as it got out of it's cargo, by a sun arrow belonging to a Ranan. I was hoping we could take it's heart, she thought, and looked ahead. There were so much more for her to eliminate and take hearts from, and this pleased her a little. Slowly, she felt the magic in the area return, not only to her, but to every one else. When she looked at her side, a 12-foot lion was with her. Magic was slowly coming back. And that was the cue for them to strike.


The hooded Elvyn and huge beast sprung up from the shadowy forest. The time when they were mid-air, time seemed to stop. Before their entrance in the blood trail, she had already analyzed if not all, most of the situation, the allies and foes. Her first priority were the slaves, who were being rushed to the chariots that the alliance troop who had just arrived--only of 50, but they seemed enough--had brought with them. So many elves were there, be it the enslaved ones or evil ones.


Linette noticed the Dark Elvyn, and she wasn't surprised to see familiar faces. A good number of them were from the Alliance tribe that were once known to be fighting against forces and beings like Xi. Now, they were fighting for him. "Hmph."





She hated the idea. And she disliked the foes more. Linette unsheathed her dagger, and easily decapitated a dark elf with it. That was how sharp the blade was, how good her magic was, and how much her distaste was. All she needed was to make a path for the Elvyn slaves--she could recognize some faces of theirs as well--to the chariots. She didn't give time to notice the surprise in the foes and others' faces. At her side, Beat started his rampage among every foe that went near. The foolish ones who charged died, one way or another. She glanced at the alliance spy and nodded. "Get the chariots closer!"


One by one, the dark elves went to her, with their magic and weapons and everything else. It would be a lie to say that they didn't know who she was. Daughter of the slain counselors of the unnamed Elvyn tribe. The aura of hers remained there, even if her face was hidden by her cloak's hood. One ran to her with a battle cry, and Linette shielded his sword with the gauntlet on her arm. She placed her other, empty hand with the lightest of force on the foe's face. From her hand erupted a tremendous amount of fire that surely burnt or removed the enemy's face. She had no time to see, as the only thing she did was move forward.





"Try me," Linette muttered, facing every foe that dared to do so. It reminded her somehow of the old days, when she was a child and the others would be training with her. Before, it was a challenge. Now, it was no more than a memory she would relive, and re-win. Only now, she didn't have time to believe that they couldn't handle them. She didn't have time to put her attention to the other foes that came in waves. The ones before her were bad. And she were to kill them. The slaves were good, and they were to save them.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

All was going well, that is, until that abomination somehow evolved. It grabbed him, unabling him to move. He can see something inside him, his heart. "If only I could hit it." He muttered, but his hands are stuck to his side. Thankfully, the ranak shot it with an arrow. The thing loosened its grip, allowing me to escape.


"Damn, that was close." He said, unsheathing his axes. He proceeded to kill those around him, undead and dark elvyn, but they are quickly swarming him. He saw something in the distance. It was an army of the alliance. "Finally." He muttered, but something else caught his eyes. A giant lion with an elvyn beside him. "Wish I had that." He muttered under his breath, decapitating a dark elvyn.

 

[Elegy]

Ardghal continued to pick off elven soldiers with his exceptional aim with the stolen bow. However, he found himself out of arrows to use, having now felled over twenty elven soldiers. Each of his arrows had struck true and in lethal spots, killing all that they hit. The abomination was now dead, allowing the magical powerhouses of his current allies to now be used. However, it was obvious that his allies could not press forward, as seemingly endless amounts of reifnorcements swarmed in for Xi's retreating forces. This battle was hopeless in terms of an ensured victory, and Ardghal saw zero reason to continue fighting. He had not been paid to free the slaves and the only reason he had joined this scuffle was to have a chance of lashing out against Xi's forces just for the novelty and fun of it.

Ardghal, ever the pragmatist, decided it that this was enough practice for today and that he was not going to further waste his energy on a futile cause. He had already lost one dagger, and while gaining another one was an easy task as Ardghal had plenty of the special black metal that they were made of, it was still a bother to make another dagger. Ardghal took the bow and quiver as they were of fine craftsmanship and would be worth a good sum of money for any local merchant.

Ardghal would not yet leave the battlefield completely, however, he would simply stay in the sidelines to observe what would happen as he was still curious to see what would come upon these bold fighters that were now being backed by the alliance. Ardghal hurriedly stepped down the tree he was on and wrapped his cloak around his body before stealthily sauntering away under the cover of the shade of the trees.

Ardghal's form quickly began to grow opaque and clear as his cloak blended in with the darkness around it.​

 

[Croissant]

Delta had reached the battlefield quite a while ago, but had not been noticed by anyone, he leaned against a tree on the side of the large road. He observed the crowd curiously and shrugged, wondering what exactly they were doing. He had a piece of bread with him and slowly kept eating them. His position seemed obvious, but only a true tactician could tell where he was, he was in a blind spot of the battle field, when in battle most soldier's face the direction of the enemy or themselves but, he remained right at the sidelines in the middle of the battlefield, unnoticed and unheard.


But his hiding spot was exposed after a while, people started taking note of him and wondered what he was doing. An orc rushed to him and attempted to chop his torso off clean, he swiftly ducked under the axe, allowing it to get stuck on the tree. He jumped on the orcs neck and used his arm and leg to snap the slow, poor, orc's neck. Nonchalantly he set his feet back on the ground and moved to the next tree, this time he climbed it and watched from within the leaves.


Hiding himself, but to be honest he wasn't really trying to hide himself, it was just the spots he was hiding in were just so damn obvious that you wouldn't think of it first hand. Delta watched as the battle ensued and he finished eating, wondering why he should lend a hand and to what side.

 

[Mikailgirl]

More shivered when she heard the death cries of the abomination. Its heart was exposed and she wished she was closer. She leaped over a few dead elves before spotting a human hiding. She growled human where such cowards. "Coward." She mumble under her breath. She spun around sword gutting many men. Where could she go now, she looked back to the man's spot sighing. Anything is better then t get fighting, More shrugged and ran towards the man.

 

[Croissant]

More shivered when she heard the death cries of the abomination. Its heart was exposed and she wished she was closer. She leaped over a few dead elves before spotting a human hiding. She growled human where such cowards. "Coward." She mumble under her breath. She spun around sword gutting many men. Where could she go now, she looked back to the man's spot sighing. Anything is better then t get fighting, More shrugged and ran towards the man.

(Screw it, sleep is for the weak)


As the woman called him a coward he shrugged, he has been called worse things in his several centuries of life. So he didn't really care, he stayed silent, not acknowledging the approaching she orc. He stared at the 12 foot tall Lion that fought along side an elf, he stared on, curious about the beast.


@L u n a

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

He ran towards the elvyn with the lion. He dodged every opponent, rushing towards her. He has a very important thing to ask, more important than the task at hand. More important than the swarms of enemy and the fate of the world. "Where did you get that?!" He called out. Yup, that's the most important thing in the world, for him at least. He already starts to imagine how cool he would look like, riding a beast like that to battle. @L u n a

 

[Dolphan of Lyfe]

"Finally," Ranak muttered as the magic returned. He started by creating more sun arrows. Then he started doing a ritual in the air. The ritual made augments to every good person fighting. He then flew back down and grabbed his mace. He was locked in battle with a dark elvyn and after a while, he cracked his skull with the mace. An ogre came at Ranak with a sword, thinking he was unarmed. He flapped his wings, knocking him out.


He then flew over to the lelyth. "How would you like to be partners in fighting?" "We make a pretty decent team," he whispered loud enough so only the lelyth would hear.


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[CrimsonEclipse]

"Sure." He said, burying his axe in the knee of an orc. He does agree that they make a good team, an awesome team even, but he has some priorities. "I just need to know how to get that lion. I'll look awesome riding that in battle!" He exclaimed excitedly, slashing the throat of an prc.

 

[Dolphan of Lyfe]

"I can get you an eagle, or a lion, I know where to get one," Ranak said. He shot a sun ray at an Orc, incinerating him. He slashed a ogre with his sun-amplified talons. "Although we should to an alliance stronghold. The one they are going to," Ranak said.


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[Mikailgirl]

Mor had to fight off some more dark elves before finally getting to the man's spot. She stretched and sighed looking at the stranger. Well up close she could tell he wasn't human but what was he. Mor shrugged well it wasn't like this pretty boy cared about her. She was curoise though and openly stared at him. "You aren't human are you." Her voice was rough and she hated it. "I though you were but being right next to you says different..." What was she doing questioning this man, for all she know he was a slaver...well they didn't take orc girls as slaves too ugly, so she should be safe. Mor stopped staring to looked back at the battlefield, she should get to alliance stronghold since she really had no where else to go. She looked back at the man and quirked a brow, maybe he would want to come with her to the stronghold, she laughed nah.

 

[Sythril]

One, and two, and three. Linette had no problems with killing every one that came to her. About a second earned her one to two enemies defeated. With the help of Beat, she'd earn about two to three more. Since her entrance, she had not even a scratch. Or at least, she saw none. If there was, her magic seemed to have made those fade and heal already. From afar, she could see more abominations and Xi's troops marching towards them. And they didn't look ready to be defeated.


Linette was about to knock another Dark Elvyn out when she heard someone try to get her attention. Who else had the white lion but her? She spared the Ielyeth a glance before deflecting a magical strike with a fellow magical barrier. To be honest, she didn't even get Beat anywhere. They just found themselves one day, knowing that they were meant to walk together. She let the Ranak take over the spot of who's going to do all the talking and offering and whatever he had planned to do. After all, she doubted that there was anyone in this world as helpful and amazing as Beat.


Seeing that the Elvyn slaves were close, Linette became a little more agile in the fights. Earlier, she was calm. Now, she was more determined. She put her dagger back to where she took it from, and readied both of her hands for as much magic she could exhibit.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

He shook his head at the ranak. "Maybe next time. But for now, I want that one. I mean, how many times have you seen a lion that freaking big!" He exclaimed, his hands outspread in excitement. "Hey you! Yoo hoo! Lady elvyn! Hey!" He keeps shouting, waving his arms wildly. "Where'd you get that lion!" He keeps shouting, beheading an orc.

 

[Croissant]

Mor had to fight off some more dark elves before finally getting to the man's spot. She stretched and sighed looking at the stranger. Well up close she could tell he wasn't human but what was he. Mor shrugged well it wasn't like this pretty boy cared about her. She was curoise though and openly stared at him. "You aren't human are you." Her voice was rough and she hated it. "I though you were but being right next to you says different..." What was she doing questioning this man, for all she know he was a slaver...well they didn't take orc girls as slaves too ugly, so she should be safe. Mor stopped staring to looked back at the battlefield, she should get to alliance stronghold since she really had no where else to go. She looked back at the man and quirked a brow, maybe he would want to come with her to the stronghold, she laughed nah.

((Wasn't getting any notifications))


Delta looked at the woman for a just a second and then stared at the lion again. He didn't answer her question he simply shrugged as his answer. She told him she thought he was human and he sighed and said.


"Glad you thought that."


He said it as if he preferred her thinking he was human. 
((Also make your decisions already guys, go with the alliance or whatever))

 

[Dolphan of Lyfe]

"Listen, lelyth. I can get you one. Right now we should get to the stronghold. You wan to die by Xi's forces?" Ranak asked, stabbed an Orc. "I can clone it," he told him (is that ok?). He then stabbed a dark elvyn in the chink of his armor. He started healing himself with sun magic and then stabbed another dark elvyn. He was growing impatient.


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[CrimsonEclipse]

He sighed, knowing he needs to help him. "Fine, but I'm still talking to that lady afterwards." He said, sounding like a child who was denied of sweets. He unleashed his frustration on his enemies, mercilessly ripping their bodies apart. He keeps glancing at the Elvyn, totally jealous of her pet. "I'm getting something like that." He mutters to himself, giving an orc a death stare as he slashed his hamstrings.

 

[Dolphan of Lyfe]

"Ok, now, want to get one soon?" "I'll give you it soon, right now, we should join the alliance," he said, maroon cloak whipping. He slashed at an orc's neck, beheading him. He then took out his staff and extended it. He raised it and summoned sun power. The orb in the middle was glowing with heat and power. He started chanting, as his eyes glowed red.


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[Croissant]

Delta looked at both forces and said


"They all fight in the same style... Brutal and crude."

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

((Well, this died out in 7 pages.))

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

(It had been a good 7 pages.)

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

((Aye. First RP I ever started, turned out pretty alright. I wonder if I should host another...)

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

(Ooh, what's it about?)

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

(Ooh, what's it about?)

No idea, you got any suggestions?