Dark Age of Empires(still accepting rp-ers)

[Comrade Wubzin]

"Ah... Welcome, my lord, to Eidan. Eidan, the once beautiful world of great empires, now setting foot into a Dark Age.


The empires of old have fallen, and from their ashes rise new empires, eager to control the world. Dark elves hunt down their sane counterparts, humans turn into demons and lostmen by the thousands. Demons have declared war on all humankind. Savage orcs pillage and raid all they can, feral werewolves hunt and kill all that they can.


The Dark Age has come, will you're empire survive?


Build your empire or warband from the ashes of the old empires, destroy other empires through honorable battle or use clever diplomacy to sway them to your cause. Treat your people like angels, or like rubbish.


Focus on technology, or magic.


Will your empire stand to see the non-existent end of days? Or will it fall as soon as it was created?"


Eidan as a world that sunk into chaos, war and beasts ravage the lands.

The super-continent, Alastal, is surrounded by various islands. Will you're empire be a homelands kingdom? Or united, forgotten old-empire colonies?


Or will you have a warband under your control? If so, are you an order of human knights, seeking honor and valor? Or are you a demon raiding party, seeking the blood of all who stand in your way? Or something else.


The races of Eidan are;


(playable)


Hornmenfolk, Catfolk, Dragonfolk, Orcs, Elves, Dwarves, Humans, Savage orcs, Dark elves, Goblins, Ogres, Vavin and Guin


(non-playable)


Demons, Werewolves, Feral werewolves, Lostmen, Trolls, Golems and Undead.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The threat within the realm of corruption(this affects all empires)


King Slarne, lord of demons, sits upon his throne in the realm of corruption, realm of demons. With his titanic, sinister golden sword to his right. He observes a magical map of Eidan, showing the activity of the empires. His fiery eyes are set on the island nations, seeing as they had just recently been created. "My lord, when shall we strike them?" His apprentice, Khornesh, asked as he knelt before his lord, his greatsword and shield in his hands. Slarne chuckled and stood up before walking over to his student. "We will strike soon, my apprentice. Prepare the hordes to create decimation portals, we'll invade by the thousands. My weapon will allow my to handle all that aren't human, yours are made to handle humans. Good luck, my student." He explained as Khornesh chuckled.


On the islands, demonic rifts appear in isolated locations within the borders of the empires, villagers from isolated villages report that their villages have been raided by thousands of demon soldiers.


But, beyond the north eastern borders of the imperium, hundreds of demon portals appear. "My lord, this is a good idea. The imperium lives up to it's name and goals, if we take it down, the other empires will be easier to handle." Khornesh said before leading the hordes to the walls of the northern-most imperial city.


Tunneling underground, demon soldiers burst through the ground within the safety of the dwarven underground cities, attacking from within the borders of the isolated empires.


Rising through the desert sands, demon hordes attack the The Ekodo Empire.


Teleporting outside the cities of the Osmadia, demon siege machines and armies attack the cities of Osmadia.

 

[Subject Delta]

Dwarves rise from the mountains


In the Dwarven Kingdom of Carn Dûm there was a mass confusion as demons in the thousands have dug straight into the mines of the cities but the mountain of Gundabad was hit hardest as these foal beast's swarm through the tunnels.King Balin the dwarf lord of Gundabad had determination in his eyes not fear or anger " Tell every able warrior you can to take up arms " He ordered to one of his loyal warriors the king grabbed his battle ax,raising it in glory " We will defend this mountain or die !" Balin declared loudly.The King soon marched off to battle accompanied by his royal guard and fearsome warrior the Gundabad dragon slayers as he choose the latter over the black sentinels soon enough every able warrior of 20,000 stood with him to face threat.King Balin gave a signal as dwarf engineers loaded their crossbows and took aim " Fire! " He yelled as a rain of crossbow bolts flew towards the demons like a rain shower.King Balin ready his ax as Dwarven warriors made a shield wall ready for the inevitable impact of the demons.


Further North In the dwarven castle of Barad-dûr High Prince Azaghal faced a smaller and more manageable infestation of demons he sent a messenger to his father High King Gor in the mining city of Carn Dûm about the attack.The prince like most of his loyal soldiers was not going to give in to the creatures of darkness so easily soon the dwarves began to stall the demons advance in any way possible until help arrives such as caving in the tunnels they use to gain access completely burying them in rubble or blocking their way through the fortress many bravely sacrificed themselves fueled by courage and honor even miners took up their pick axes. And used very creative ways to hold off their attackers even using mining tanks to do much heavier jobs although it is still being tested for a combat variant during the time.

 

[general ostruppen]

The Emperors wrath


After the reports are received of the sudden uprise of demon soldiers arising within the land. The Emperor quickly assembled his primarchs to the capital where they all are gathered within his mighty palace.Each and everyone of them share the some similarities which of course they all shared the same blood with the Emperor. But they all fought differently and acted differently. They all seemed rather upset and filled with rage as every minute passes by means more chaos spread across the land by these demons.But finally the Emperor himself showed himself, a man who had an aura as holy as the heavens, a power that flowed with immense measures far beyond anyone can comprehend. The primarchs quickly kneel before him and slowly rise back up. "Father.....The demons have been reported to be in the thousands, we must quickly act now before it is to late." Yafridor Kanurus stated as he approaches the Emperor. The Emperor unsheathed his sword which glowed with a bright light and suddenly bursted into flames. "Fifteen years I have predicted this would happen......Fifteen years I have awaited for a chance to show the world of my power....My wrath.....My salvation to all....The time has come my sons. The time that we go farther then defeating these demons, it is time to expand." The primarchs all seemed confused at this statement. One of them saying out loud, "Are you speaking of some sort of unification war my lord?" The emperor nods, "Yes my son. This however is a holy mission, a holy crusade to unite man under one rule. This is the time to unite, all those who oppose me shall face damnation. All those who follow me shall find courage, strength, and a purpose." The primarchs unsheathe their weapons as well, weapons forged by their emperor himself with magical powers to go up against powerful creatures. "HAIL THE EMPEROR!!" as they all yelled out and the palace shook.


Within the hour, the emperor and his primarchs travel across the country and gather the 15 legions, 15,000 holy warriors to fight against the demons. All three armies of the Emperors shield are deployed and set forth to join the Emperor, more then 75,000 soldiers. The Time has come and all those who are enemies to the Imperium shall bow before him, all those who are corrupt with evil shall be smited. The emperor's finest warriors are now unleashed upon the weak demons. The emperor also announces to the other small nations within the island to join him, or face the fate with the demons. That ravage along the countryside.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The dwarven front


Demons slaughter civilian dwarves in the streets of the dwarven capitol. "Arrow volley!" A demon roared as they all held their demonfire shields. Most of them survived, but some of the powerful dwarven arrows pierced the demonic shields and killed a few. "Forget the weak citizens, attack the soldiers and their beloved king!" What seemed to be the commander ordered as thousands of demons flooded towards the dwarven kings forces. The mere seconds went by fast as soon as the demon horde clashed against the dwarven shield wall, demons and dwarves falling.


The imperial front


Khornesh chuckles as one of his knights inform him of the imperiums forces. "But, we outnumber them ten to one, my lord." The soldier explains. "Do not underestimate an enemy, soldier. Although we might outnumber them, do not be so sure and cocky, for that'll be our undoing. Prepare our forces, we march to the city and away from their forces." Khornesh ordered. Days later, the demon hordes lay siege upon a northern imperial city. Hundreds of siege towers and rams advance upon the walls and gates. Demonic fire arrows rain upon the archers along the wall as the war cries of demons fills the ears of the imperial soldiers.

 

[general ostruppen]

The North


The emperor after a few days manage to gather his holy chapters midway of the journey to the sieged castle in the north. Suddenly tho they stopped and the Emperor asked for silence, everyone did so and pondered to what he was about to do. The Emperor went forth and with his hand raised it out and shouted a tongue never heard of, suddenly the air started to shift. Suddenly a portal emerged the size of colossal and within that vortex, was the image of the castle being besieged. The legions and primarchs were stunned of the emperors capabilities. The emperor's face was stern, he said nothing and marched towards the portal and disappeared. The holy warriors then afterwards followed, as they got to the other side. The surrounding was filled with the sound of demons chanting, destruction ringing across the field. The emperor then turned to his men, "You my sons are my finest creations, you know no fear, no greed, no hate. You have been given my finest weapons and armor. You are Humanitys last hope and you shall show these demons that we are not weak, send them to the pits of hell from once they came!!!!.......Mordigael.....Perform your magic if you may." Mordigael was the primarch of the thousand sons, the closest to having a close power of magic towards the Emperor. He stepped up and raised his hand, chanting some words and thus a glowing light appeared. Surrounding the legions army. "This shall protect us against any projectiles and magic until we arrive head to head." The emperor nods and drew his mighty flame sword and marched his army towards the demons. The warriors looked ahead knowing what they are up against, yet no thought of fear clouds them, no regret, only war. Arrows upon arrows attempt to land on the legions but none passed, even giant boulders being launched were blown to pieces as they faced contact with the magical shield. Once they got to charging range the Emperor yelled out a mighty roar, then suddenly his aura glowed like the sun nearly blinding the demon in the front lines. Then the two armies clashed and the Emperor and his sons begun the slaughter.


The soldiers within the castle were struggling to fight the demons that kept pouring on the walls. The gate was still intact, but the walls were being taken over slowly. All seemed lost, until a blinding light from afar reached their eye's. Except the soldiers could see through this light and watch their emperor come down upon his foes with his holy warriors. This gave the men hope, and with that one captain with a flintlock pistol and sword yelled out, "FOR THE HOLY EMPEROR!!! SMITE THESE FUCKIN CREATURES OF HELL!!!!" The men yelled out with a new surge of energy and hope as they continued to fight harder for their life, families, and future.

Spoiler

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The emperors holy army


Khornesh turned to face an army of titanic knights, he growled as he unsheathed soulbrant, a blade used to slay humans. "The emperor and his fame legions are here! Anyone who isn't on the wall, attack the humans!" He roared, his fiery eyes seemed to burn brighter. Archers let their burning arrows fly towards the army, a few catapults seemed to try aiming directly at the emperor. "Damn... Hold your fire! They have a magic shield!" Khornesh warned, then his demons seemed to grow in size with the human knights. "Charge!" Khornesh roared as his demon hordes clashed against the human knights. Humans and demons falling and fighting, as was proclaimed by the first demon, Slarne.


The gates and wall


The demons on the wall chuckled as they heard the soldiers regain hope and morale. "Your emperor is a fool! Humanity will never be united, and eventually, you'll all become demons!" A demon master roared as they all continued to clash against the humans. The rams had made it to the gates, and started bashing at the titanic doors.

 

[general ostruppen]

The slow push


The clash between man and demo began.The emperors army within seconds slaughtered hundred of demons and only a few handful of their own fell to the hands of the demon leader or to the boulders being launched at them. The emperor yells out to his primarchs and thus continues to slaughter his foes with his sword and magic. Six of his sons use their powers and casted meteor showers upon the enemy. Meteors crashing down upon the demon lines and sending them to oblivion. The other primarchs continued to smash their foes and casted their own magic to either protect and buff up their own troops, or completely obliterate the demons. Some not using their full potential and are to busy smashing, chopping their foes. The demons had the numbers, but they were facing a force that was meant to fight such beings. Each one of them holding a weapon forged by the emperor himself. The lines held and the demons fell. Suddenly the emperor meets with Khornesh and stares at him, "Leave my land, your army is weak and will be defeated within the hour. Surrender or leave." ten of the demons warriors attempt to catch the emperor from behind, but as it swung its weapon it suddenly stopped. The demon wasn't moving and it started to panic. The emperor turned his head to the demon and suddenly the demon warriors suddenly dropped dead. The emperors gaze went back to the Khnoresh and showing no expression.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

Khornesh and the emperor


"You mean, our land." Khornesh chuckled, the jagged blade of soulbrant seemed to glow a sinister red aura as Khornesh pointed the tip towards the emperor. "To be honest, I'm glad you're here, you've saved me the labor of marching my forces towards your capitol." Khornesh chuckled again, Khornesh' face hid behind a helmet under a hood. "Now, you wish to destroy all that threaten humanity. Then, fight me." Khornesh roared and swung the blade of soulbrant upwards, sending a crimson line of fire towards the emperor. Two of the emperor's knights tried to stand in the flames way, only to be split in half and burnt alive by it.

 

[general ostruppen]

The fight


The emperor frowned as two of his warriors were killed protecting him, it was not necessary and foolish. However their compassion and loyalty proved more of a reason to quickly finish this small demon. "I already know how this will end.....But very well" With that he suddenly he whispered a sentence and disappeared. Only to then pop behind the demon and already at swinging motion.


Khornesh spun around, swinging soulbrant at the emperor's neck. "You fiend! You think you're safe from becoming a demon!?" Khornesh roared.


The emperor blocked Khornesh's sword and looks down on the demon. "I am more then just a mere man, but I am also lesser than a god. You may try to make me a demon, but you will receive the same result." He then swings his sword with a speed like never before, pressuring the demon with every blow and foreshadowing its movements and mind. Even increasing his aura with more power.


Khornesh roars as a crimson flame explodes around him, sending the emperor back a few feet. "Big talk coming from a spoiled king!" Khornesh growls as he charges the emperor.


The emperor says nothing and again no expression. He watched as this demon attempts to charge at him. He then closes his eyes and opens them, only except his eyes had nothing but the color of white. A powerful force suddenly bursted from him and nearly everyone including his soldiers were pushed back or flying that were nearby, both man and demons. He then marched towards Khornesh and the ground started to shake. "You are driving my patients young one. This is your last time to keep what power you have." His sword now getting closer to Khornesh.


Khornesh growled and swiped the emperors blade away from him, teleporting behind him and pulled his blade back to slam it down onto the emperor. Then, the ram has bursted through the gates, demons pouring into the city. Khornesh chuckled, which will the emperor choose? Save his people, or defeat Khornesh?


The emperor looked at the demon and smiled, "Why do you think I brought all my primarchs with me for?" As he said that one of the primarchs descended up in the air. It was Amatrok Kos of the blood angel chapter, carrying his twin swords. He then flew at an incredible speed towards the castle and suddenly loud burst of energy could be heard rumbling within the castle. The Emperor then quickly continued his heavy assault, this demon was but a mere small boss. Compared this demon to the king of demons, he was no different then any cocky demon soldier. The emperor then swung his sword across with maximum power and sent the Khornesh flying about ten feet. As he started to approach the demon boss he was then suddenly interrupted by his primarch son Issalavech Thein of the alpha chapter, "Father the demons are being cut to ribbons and taking were taking minimum casualties! Let us assist you in defeating this Khornish!" The emperor sighed and nodded, very well but send Penial of the raven chapter to help Amatrok Kos at the castle, make him fly with haste." and so he did and the 13 remaining primarchs grouped and surrounded the emperor, slaughtering all the demons that got in his way as they approached Khornish.


Khornesh growled, seeing as though he couldn't win this battle. "Retreat, my children!" He ordered and few off, so did hundreds of his demon soldiers. Outside of the castle, the corpses of demons outnumbered the corpses of humans. But inside, there were great civilian and soldier casualties. Some of the flightless demons surrendered to the greater power.


The holy warriors continued to slaughter those who continued to fight or surrender. However some were spared and taken as prisoners. The emperor and his sons watched as the leader of the demons fled like a coward and thus turned their attention to the city where they swiftly cleansed it. The day was done with an Imperium victory, but the city was tainted with the blood of demons and the innocents and brave soldiers.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The Terrianian Front

The screeching of explosive cannon balls, the sound of the explosions and war filled the ears of everyone around and in Terra. Gryphon knights dived down into the hordes of demons, whilst they killed hundreds, thousands still remained. "My lord." A soldier said as he knelt before prince Lorina. "Rise, soldier. Status report." The beloved prince said. "My lord, the demon hordes haven't breached the city, our cannons, riflemen and gryphon cavalry kill them by the hundreds. But there are still too many. We must evacuate before they break through the gates." The worried soldier explained as other knights ran about, scrambling to their stations and shouting orders to each other. "How long until they break through the gates?" Prince Lorina asked. "At least a few weeks sir." He said, calmly. The prince chuckled and nodded. "Very well, send a band of gryphon knights out into the world, carrying a plea for assistance. I know we are very calm about this, but their hordes are infinite within their realm, it will only be a matter of time before they have more soldiers than buildings in this city. We must eliminate them before they decide to ask for more soldiers." The prince ordered, the soldier saluted him and nodded, rushing out into the gryphon knight barracks. "You there, you're going out into the world, the prince wishes for you to carry a plea for assistance." The soldier orders the gryphon knights, they each salute him and prepare for their journey.


A journey of help

Within a few hours, they take off, flying above the line of sight and away from their beloved island. One flies to a eastern coast on the super-continent, the other a far western coast of the super-continent, another flies to an island north east of Terrian, another flies to the southern deserts and the last one flies to a western island. A south western island to be exact, simply because the knights supplies could carry him so far. The reason why they flew to these select locations was because they heard of great empires residing within them.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

(ooc reminder)


(remember, the demon invasion affects ALL of the nations. Including the new ones, until it is over)

 

[Darth Gangsta]

The Ekodo Empire Prepares for Battle



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Emperor Esmaie'l sat on his throne with a long pipe in his mouth. The three generals sat in a circle. "Wer rekisix haruhe, batobot ui svaklar yth nishka fothisev." (The demons are headed east, we must prepare and march towards them). Emperor Esmaie'l said, attempting to make a ring of smoke. General Mayah nodded in agreement. General Khadri stroked his gray beard. "Niid. Yth jalla zexenuma tenpiswo vur eligne." (No. We should stay here and defend.)


About a day past, the about three quarters of all the heavy weapon men stood outside on guard, the archers out scouting whereas the sword men prepared for battle. Many tents were set up outside of the city, the three tents in the center is where the three generals, Sabid Emwazi, A'marion Mayah, Ama'an Khadri, stayed, planing each strategy thoroughly.


Two hours later, the demon army was but meters from the capital city. Soldiers, archers, and a few gun men exited the city. A warhorn was sounded. The Ekodo Empire gave the demon army another chance to turn away. The demon army merely gave a horrific roar in return. The demon army charged. "Lowd!" (Charge!) General Khadri yelled as the sword men charged and the archers aimed their bows and released hundreds of arrows.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The Ekodon front


Master Cre'ettia T'voleu chuckled as he sat upon his throne, his two thralls (lesser/slave demons) tending to his drinks and foods. "Ah, what do you say we make those who survive into thralls?" Cre'ettia chuckled to his commander, whom also chuckled as he eyed one of the thralls legs. "Flank them with your elite cavalry, tell the other commander to do so with his as well." Cre'ettia ordered.


Hours later, demon cavalry charged at the sides of the swordsmen and heavy soldiers.

 

[Subject Delta]

The Elves Prepare for Battle


The elf city of Lindon was caught off guard by the demon attack many had the looks of fear and confusion as the sky was covered with swarms of these creatures of darkness.A few elf archers who were on the top of towers surveying the landscape were the first soldiers to notice they fired the arrows killing a few demons but were quickly overwhelmed some retreated to lower ground to escape some were carried off to their deaths yelling desperately.Soon the bells began to ring as an alarm for an attack elf soldiers on the ground began to escort the civilians to safety Glofindel looked out at the balcony of his palace in complete shock but he relised that he had a job to do and that was to defend Lindon at all cost.Grabbing his weapons and armor the haven master ran through the roads rallying any warriors that stayed behind to cover the citizens retreat.


The elves retreated to the inner gates that led to the more populated part of the capital where the citizens took shelter to hide.Glorfindel was reunited with his son and air to the throne but they didn't have time to talk " Elrohir my son i need you to find as many mages as you can their magic is the only way to stop the demons from going any further." He order his son Elrohir the prince acknowledges the situation and accepts the task " I will father I will not fail you " And with that he ran off deeper into the city`Glofindel arrives at the top of the inner walls accompanied by archers and a few rangers that managed to survive the surprise attack soon enough the horde of demons came in view Glorfindel gave the signal and the archers readied their arrows.

 

[Cosmo]

The High Council - Agenda: Invasion of the Northern City-States

Xanya Dar'Vollen, the Grand Divine



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Xanya leaned back in her chair, her long legs crossed and her hands folded together as she listened with what little patience she had remaining to the debate.


'The Demons assault my city-state and that of my neighbors!' The incessant voice retorted, the voice drifting through her mind, once more the debate centered on that single facet. The childish plea for assistance from the northern most city-states after an incursion of..... Demons? Yes, that was the word for the revolting little apes.


'Yes, your city-states. Not ours. Why should we care about what happens in your Xana-forsaken lands?' Another voice replied, Vollen, of Tollen'Ver, if Xanya had to guess.


'Because they will continue on! Onto your lands!' The original weasel like voice sneered back but, Xanya could only hope, with dismay he was met with the hum of laughter drifting through the minds of the assembled Council Members.


'We tremble in fear, my northern friend, at the thought of Demons, truly. Nothing more terrifying then revolting little apes that mutated from other hairless apes,' the hint of amusement behind the voice unmistakable, as was the speaker, Zah'Run of the Xhiss.


Xanya's eyes snapped to Zah'Run as he stood from his seat at the end of their High Table, where the five holders of the Veto sat, barely a seat away, 'We, Vavin, are strong, our Cities are strong. The Families deal with threats alone, with their own power, or they don't deserve to be families. This is how it has always been. It is your fault, my northern friend, that your people are dying, that they do not have the strength to fight like proper Vavin,'


Zah'Run made a show of letting his eyes glide over the other members of the Council, 'Is it not so? The apes pose no threat to true Vavin. They are an annoyance, nothing more. Just like their revolting, smelly little ancestors.'


The thud of angry footsteps drew Xanya's gaze to the original speaker, Zorack of.... well, she couldn't remember which northern family, they weren't memorable and tended to be replaced all the time as the little families squabbled. His posture was ramrod straight, his fingers clenched into his fist, his anger was almost palpable.


'Are you calling my people weak, Zah'run?' Zorack demanded, his hand moving towards the hilt of the ornate blade at his waist.


'Calm yourself,' Zah'run said, his hands raised and slowly stepping away from the stressed Vavin, 'That isn't what I... necessarily intended.'


'Your people are weak,' Xanya said simply, her words carrying softly through the minds of the Vavin present.


Zorak whirled on his heel towards her, the source of the voice, but froze when his eyes fell upon her, 'G-Grand Di-'


'The disgusting apes attacked your lands because you are weak. They know it. We know it. We don't care what happens to your lands. Your lands are filled with weaker Vavin and failed families that couldn't make the cut in the south. If anything, the apes are doing us a favor, culling the weak from the herd' Xanya hissed, rising to her feet, her robes falling around her lithe body as she leaned over the table towards Zorak.


'Listen well, Zorak, for I shall not repeat myself, you will not receive any add from Cramator. You have made it apparent that you can not fight like true Vavin, but I pray to Xana, that you can at least die like true Vavin.' Xanya turned on her heel and walked out the door, her two Vindicators trailing behind her, their glaives in their hands. Behind her, the shuffling of feet as the other High Council members walked out behind her, leaving Zorak standing alone on the council floors.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The Vavin front


King Slarne chuckled on his fiery throne, hearing the ignorant vavin insult demons and humans. "Very well. We struck the weakest part of their empire, then we'll take what's precious to them. Master Isendraken, I want your forces to take their beloved southern islands and then continue your invasion north." Slarne ordered, Isendraken chuckled and nodded.


Days had passed and the northern vavin cower behind their walls, the demon soldiers had grown tired from taking countless cities from the north, now they rest in their camp outside another city. "How long until the soldiers are ready?" Master Nureench asked one of his returning thralls. The thrall knelt before the master. "My lord, the soldiers claim they will be ready tomorrow." The thrall stuttered. Nureech groaned and sat back, eyeing the walls of the city. The snowfall grew more heavy, thankfully temperature had no affect on demons.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

The elven front


Demon hordes slaughter all of the stragglers as they make their way to the inner-most wall. Demon archers launch their demonfire arrows towards the elven soldiers, citizens and archers. Moments later, they bash at the gates of the inner-most wall.


Master Xeeurgle scans the city. "Send in the winged soldiers to kill those that guard the gates, then to open the gates for our soldiers." Xeeurgle said to one of his commanders before holding one of his thralls hips. "My lord, the elven king is at those gates, although this may be a good chance to eliminate him and destroy their morale, he must be powerful if he is to put himself in the front lines." The commander said, being groomed by another thrall. Xeeurgle chuckled. "Elves are like the vavin, ignorant and self centered. He'll be cut down easily." Xeeurgle sat the thrall on his lap, looking over its feminine body. "Very well, my lord, it will be done." Commander said.


Moments later, certain demon soldiers screamed in pain as wings bursted through their armor and flesh. When their mutation was finish, they zoomed up and behind the wall, clashing with the elves within.

 

[Subject Delta]

Glorfindel gave the signal to fire the archers did so releasing their arrows with great accuracy the elf king scanned the army of demons below and saw what looked like the commander but he couldn't just go down and get to him it would be impossible.He turned towards one of his commanders on the gates " I will leave this to you do what ever you can to deny the demons entry from above " He order the commander nodded " You have as much time as we have arrows " He replied giving command to the archers to aim for the flying demons.Glorfindel ran towards the battle below to give his troops aid the elf cut down the demons that stood in his with great skill the elf warriors gained the upperhand finishing off the beast that managed to get through without any orders given a couple of warriors began to hold the gates to deny the demons anymore progress.


Further away from the fighting the elven prince Elrohir finally arrived towards the inner city where refugees were taking shelter and military commanders were beginning to set up defenses in case their enemies breakthrough the gates.Elrohir soon found the elf that he was looking for,Lord Elrond who was one oldest elves and one of the wisest mage in all of Eiden but elf was also accompanied by Gil-Galad the general of the army " What news do you bring to us my prince ?" Elrond asked rather worried hoping the situation wasn't anymore desperate as it is. The prince caught his breath " My father and the other warriors are holding the gates but they need help or they will not last long " he explained Elrond understood this rather quickly " I will gather as many of my mages as I can I may know a spell that can ward off these creatures of darkness " The mage replied as he walked off quickly.Gil-Galad looked towards the prince " We must go and save your father but first we must gather our Witch hunters their skill will give us more time until Elrond is ready " The general explained before he took the prince to rally them.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

More flying demons flew over the wall, their numbers being the only reason. The then started attacking the elves from behind. "Elvish filth!" A large demon growled as he smashed an archer. Demon archers continued to pick off elven soldiers. A titanic demon knight roared as he charged towards the elven king, his titanic greatsword slicing through elvish soldiers.

 

[general ostruppen]

The Aftermath


It was all quiet. Nothing but the bloodsoaked field and thousands of bodies that lay out there and within the castle. The Emperor and his legions marched inside the castle. The walls were damaged but repairable, but the corpses still remained, waiting to be picked up to either be buried or burned. The soldiers inside were utterly tired from the battle, but the optimism and hope remained intact. The captain of the garrison walked alongside Amatrok Kos and met up with the Emperor, the soldier kneeled before the emperor and his primarchs. "My lord....You have saved us, if you had come a day later we would have most likely been finished. But you came and your holy presence and power gave us hope and strength, we are forever in your debt." He lowers his head a bit more, the emperor however told him to rise. So the captain did and he couldn't help but be awed at the emperors appearance and holy grace flowing from him. The emperor then looked to Amatrok, "You did well my son, I'm glad that you and Penial have succeeded...Where is Penial?" Amatrok smiled, "He is currently tending to the dead, giving them a sort of ritual to allow them passage to the realm of souls.Instead of the demon thrall pits." The emperor nods in approval, "This attack was a bit sudden, in fact it was quite organized for such a demon army. But their leader was weak but not foolish.....Where are the captives?" The captain answered to him, "Most of them somehow managed to escape, however we still have about 4 that are still in the dungeon. It took more then at least 34 men just to get those demons restrained. We lost at least 9 men." suddenly Mordigael emerged from the group and with intrigue in his eyes. "Father if you allow me to obtain these creatures...Perhaps I may be able to use them for my research and learn more of the demonic powers/realms." The Emperor rubbed his chin and thought for a few minutes, "Very well....However some of your brothers will assist you in this project of yours to make sure nothing goes out of hand and such, but one of those demons I will require for info." Mordigael bowed humbly, "Of course father you won't regret it.My research will bear fruit and perhaps we can find more methods and tech that will allow us to defeat them." With that the conversation ended and the emperor and his holy legions decided to stay for a few days in case of any more demonic attacks. A raven was also sent to all the nations on the island. Each one had upon it the emperors holy seal, proof that he had personally written each one. It was an invitation to all the leaders to meet him in his capital for a meeting of some sort.

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

A journey for help, the imperial island


One of the gryphon knights landed within a lush field. Unknowing of a imperial citizens farm house on the outskirts with an imperial citizen within.


The gryphon yawned and collapsed in the field, breathing heavily and already half-asleep. The knight sighed and climbed off of his noble gryphon, then he gently rested his back against the gryphons chest and slowly dosed off to sleep as well.


The imperial farmer looked at the knight through the window of her home. "By the emperor... I've got to tell the guard!" The old farm women screeched as she gathered her traveling clothes and made her way to the nearest imperial guard outpost.

 

[Subject Delta]

Grofindel dodged the demons attack before striking the giant in the leg but the armor was to thick and was only able to scratch the surface the wise king went towards a weak spot in the joint to get through the flesh.The elf king hoped helped arrived soon their situation began to grow worst as time went past demons were on the verge of breaking through the gates Glorfindel didn't what to do but to keep fighting and he did so as more his warriors began to fall.And just when things seemed helpless and the king and a few other survivors were out numbered it seemed as if the spirits were watching over them,because help soon arrived Elrohir made it just in time and was accompanied by Gil-Galad,Elrond and a regiment of witch hunters soldiers in bronze colored magic resistant armor and helmets that conceal their faces and for support and to drive the demons back to the shadows were a group of Elronds loyal mages. " Draw your swords !" The elven general ordered.The Witch hunters dis before being given the order to charge into battle.


Glofindel stood side by side with his son " You came in a rather good time my son I'm proud of you " He smiled " Now let us drive these demons back to the shadows.meanwhile Elrond and mages casted a spell of blinding light to repel weak demons but weakening the stronger ones just enough to be defeated " Go back o your master and tell him that you have failed foul creatures!" Elrond yelled before making the light brighter and brighter.This soon turned things around as the elvish warriors gained the upper hand and began to counter attack against the demons. Glofindel soon began to slice his ways towards the leader of the attack to have nice private chat with him personally.

 

[GrieveWriter]

The City of Ditrolk


As large siege machines fired upon the city's walls and shielded approaching demons, Dark Elf Mages waved their spear-like scepters. At the swing of the scepter formations of Dark Elves with arrows rained down arrows to thin down the approaching demons, the Dark Mages themselves would aim blasts of destructive magic towards what looked like structural weaknesses on the siege machines, but were mostly just buying time for the Orcs to set up to receive possible invaders.


One such Dark Elf let a sharp arc of reddish lightning arc towards an approaching siege tower, when another Dark Elf in lighter apparel approached.


"The Toys breached Panshaw's walls." the Dark Elf Messenger said as he tapped the tips of his gloves together


The Osmadian Mage tilted his head with a sigh "Lucky Sons of perdition." he shook his head before raising one hand and saying "Let us hope our brothers have good fun with them."


The Messenger nodded in agreement as a group of Archers nearby let loose another volley. Return fire downed several of them of course, but corpses were looted by their fellows and ignored almost immediately.


Besides the Dark Elves, hordes of Orcs within Ditrolk made haste to the sections of city wall under siege.


Grouping up near the city gates while clanking their heavy armor in anticipation, while others used their large shields to provide cover for Archers manning the walls.


The City of Panshaw


The streets were cluttered with skirmishes between Orcs and Demon invaders. The burning wrecks of several siege towers lay crumpled along several walls, two of the City's gates had rams lodges partway through them with the corpses of both Orc and Demons littering around them, and the rooftops had large numbers of Dark Elves darting to and fro while jumping into the mess and climbing out at times.


Inside a butcher's shop, Xarpug kept hammering away at the already mashed head of a demon while one of his allies fought with one over a spear. As Xarpug tossed the horrendously dented helmet away and continued mashing, the Spear finally gave in behind the combined force and snapped into pieces in the two sets of hands. The Demon grabbed for the sharp end of the spear while the Orc slid a war machete out of a sheath on his leg.


He reared with the machete but the Demon already rose and stabbed him deep in the chest, the two stumbled back a bit and the Orc lost his grip on the machete, but instead bellowed a roar and wrapped both arms around the demon before charging forward and carried both of them through what was left of the butcher's front door.


Once they were gone, Xarpug finally arose from the mushy paste he had made of the demon's upper half and stood on shaky legs before shaking his head and following the sound of laughter.


The alley behind the butcher shop was currently occupied by two dark elves and a wounded demon they'd pulled from the raging battle still visible from inside the alley. As Xarpug slipped out of the Butcher's rear door he came across them castrating the Demon with giddy expressions.


"How Long this one was!" One of them commented before they caught sight of Xarpug "Get more! Immediately!"


Used to seeing this done on others on a near daily basis, Xarpug just nodded. They'd be too absorbed in their emaciating too remember him soon anyway.


Exiting the Alley, Xarpug found himself once more surrounded by skirmishes. Once the Demons had made it into the city, the defenders and invaders had slammed into each other and began pushing each other through various city streets, Several formations still held but many soldiers on both sides had found themselves in a citywide mosh pit.


Just the way Xarpug liked it.


On top of rooftops were various teams of three who provided cover for Dark Elves who raced quickly along the rooftops to get to different parts of the city. Often consisting of two Orcs and a mage, these three person squads dealt with sky and ground demons at the same time. Arcs of Electric Magic coursed threw sky Demons as arrows would rain down upon open targets in the streets. Covering both the archers and the Mages were larger Orcs with large Tower Shields.


But they weren't alone, the general criminal populace had taken up arms as well, forming defensive lines around their venues as the Military took care of the street fighting. The unlucky few who weren't capable of conflict either fled or hid behind hired muscle, unlike the unfortunate feral slaves who were driven by their handlers to act as meat shields for the city guard.


Handlers would let the mentally victimized individuals slobber and race towards demons who were easily able to best them, only for the momentary distraction to prove their undoing.


One such handler stood to the side of Captain Wallenheim, a Larger Orc who trudged through the battle field occasionally decapitating a distracted Demon with the massive sword which he used as a dagger due to his sheer size. But he did not stall in his march throughout the city streets for too long, only staying to turn the tides of smaller battles before continuing on his trek to the city center.


The City Center was maintained by mostly a mix of criminals who belonged to the Justicar guild, as many of their businesses were located there. Providing heavy defensive capabilities to the city center, the Panshaw defenders were easily able to mount a tight defense from there. The large building which took up most of the city center was a trade center where the Justicars managed their dealings, a massive hole had been blown into the side of it but other than that and some stray arrows stuck in it the place seemed generally unscathed.


Inside the Trade Center the higher Justicar members organized the defensive while also stowing away their luxuries in case they needed to mount a retreat, it came to no surprise to Captain Wallenheim that the Justicar's highest ranking member in the city was staying as close to the luxuries as possible.


Having left the Slave handler on the ground floor, Captain Wallenheim ascended the steps which audibly creaked under his weight. He found Marshall Tydon pacing around several sealed crates, every so often two Justicars would enter and carry the crates out. The Human paused and turned to him as the large Orc entered.


"Oh finally!" Tydon gave a sigh of relief "Captain, I beseech you to aid me in taking these to a secure location."


"No time little Marsh," Wallenheim countered as trudged forward and towered over the Marshall "why your forces waste time with garbage. Reinforce your rear defenses so my brothers can get on to the better hunt!"


Tydon actually seemed shocked "Are you mad?!? The revenue from these items is enough to supply an entire platoon of your comrades with better equipment! I hear your... brothers... are actually doing quite well! Why force such a unit shift at this time when-"


Tydon paused as Wallenheim wrapped one hand around his head and lifted him off his feet "My brothers shall not be denied a good hunt! They will not miss proper bloodshed to defend squishy Justicar's worthless possessions, they deserve good kills!"


"Look, Captain, I'm not at liberty to grant that kind of request!" Tydon pleaded "If you wish to take their place then fine but I can't-"


Tydon fell to the floor before he could finish the sentence, and massaged his jaw his head as he watched Wallenheim disappear out of the room.


Rear City Center Defensive line


A group of Orc Defenders waited angrily weapons drawn as a nearby group of Justicars readied their bows or sharpened their daggers, a small pile of Demons lay scattered before them, but with all the spread out fighting the original "Assault" had quickly turned to a trickle as only random Demon or Osmadian forces would show up at their position. The Justicars watched on cautiously as the Orcs grew restless as the battle went on, the sounds of distant fighting in the street and the sight of the occasional distant Sky Demon being shot down by either arrows or magic just made them angrier.


Heavy footsteps immediately made them raise their weapons hungrily until they realized they were coming from behind. Turning to see Wallenheim approach with the Slave Handler and Slaves following behind, they gave honored bows before the Captain raised his hand.


"Go! Sate yourselves!" He called out before drawing his own blade


Not needing any other words, the Orcs gave pleased growls of thanks before moving en masse to support their brothers in the streets.


The Justicars looked up to the Giant Osmadian Orc.


"Feel pride squishy Justicars," Wallenheim shouted as he began pacing "you get to fight in the presence of the Elite!"


The Justicars gave little response and returned to watching for enemy encroachments.


Castle Cloveshire


Vivinaldi stroked the tongue of the limbless elf in his lap passively while humming a sedated tune. Before him were two human Slaves with no arms dueled with blade that had painfully attached to their tongues. And as pleasant as it was at the beginning, he grew bored of their constant attempts to distance themselves from each other.


Luckily, staving off his boredom was the Royal Taskmistress who lied on her back before the throne and mirrored his boredom.


"Cute little things at one point weren't they?" the Royal Taskmistress cooed as she glanced towards the fighting slaves


"From what I hear they were quite passionate during their original capture." King Vivinaldi commented passively as he punctured the limbless Elf's tongue with one of his nails.


"Oh just the darker skinned one." the Royal Taskmistress said as she leaned up in reverence "The other one was born into our stables but her, on she was so delicious in body and mind."


"And yet now she's just as dull as her opponent." King Vivinaldi pointed out as one of the slaves stumbled back from a new deep carving down his thin, measly chest.


"Oh I do take partial credit." the Royal Taskmistress said with pride before glancing back towards the duel with a look of dissatisfaction "Though I do wish she would've lasted longer... Do you suppose the new Toys will last longer, your greatness?"


Vivinaldi halted in his oral ministrations and pulled his finger out of the Elf's mouth and licked at the now bloodied appendage in thought "The last demons captured were much more resilient than their human counterparts had been, but I don't like judging many foreigners based on previous encounters. That kind of mental negligence is more fit for my sons. So we'll have to see."

 

[general ostruppen]

A unexpected guest


About 15 miles away from the knight was the small town of falkirk, one of the largest recruitment hotspot within the Imperium.Known for being the very start of the Imperium during the civil war against the two mighty empire many years ago. The town itself is not populated, but the around it. Military camps lay outside from the town about 4 miles apart, each camp station at least 5,000 soldiers. The town is also known for its tremendous architect that was built by the great forgers during the early rise of the Imperium. One of the towns famous building is the "Church of the fallen". A church that contains stories of many souls that fought under the emperor, and the creation of the primarchs, and many other interesting things. It is heavily guarded by the elite Imperial Ecclesiarchy organization. However looking away from there, in the middle of the street a woman ran frantically towards the nearest imperial shield guards house. There she reported of a mysterious knight on a gryphin that she believed to be some foreign spy or something. The guard that listened to the woman assured that three soldiers will go and inspect this claim and that she was allowed to stay at the nearest inn for free. So then three gunners were assembled and sent off by horse to investigate. To their amazement the report was true as they found the knight napping and its gryphon being a bit aggressive. Two of them pointed their guns at the grypon while the other pointed it at the knight. "In the name of the Emperor who dares to trespass in our emperors land!?"


@Comrade Wubzin