Dark Age of Empires(still accepting rp-ers)

[Kent]

Messenger To The Guin Empire


The Messenger Is Approaching The Guin Border, Then Alarms Were Buzzing, And The Border Guards Were Shocked To See The Messenger And Began On Shooting Him. The Messenger Dodged And Casted A Spell That Would Deflect The Projectiles Fired At Him. "Stop! I Am A Messenger" He Screamed " I Have Come To Deliver A Letter To The Guin Leader".


@Nyq

 

[Nyq]

Border Incident


The Wall


"The creature spoke,sir."reported one of the Border Guard to his captain,as the Border Guard lowered down their muskets.


"What is it speaking?"


"We can't understand it's language,sir."


"Well,it's uncultured scum then.Continue shooting."


"Yes,sir."


The Border Guard raised their muskets again and continued firing.


@Wickedkent

 

[Kent]

Border Incident
The Wall


"The creature spoke,sir."reported one of the Border Guard to his captain,as the Border Guard lowered down their muskets.


"What is it speaking?"


"We can't understand it's language,sir."


"Well,it's uncultured scum then.Continue shooting."


"Yes,sir."


The Border Guard raised their muskets again and continued firing.


@Wickedkent

The Guins Did Not Understand What The Messenger Is Saying But They Would Understand The Letter, As It Will Magically Change Its Language So The Other People May Read It. The Messenger Waved The Letter So They May Recognize That He Is A Messenger.


@Nyq

 

[Nyq]

Flying Postmen


The Wall


The Border Guard watched curiously as the creature waved a letter-like object.


"Sir,it's waving a letter."


"So,it is a postmen from somewhere.Why would someone send a letter to the Wall?"


"I don't know,sir."


"I didn't tell you to reply,soldier."


"Yes,sir."


The Border Guard took the letter cautiously from the creature,while the Captain opens the letter,expecting it to be a letter from his family.


"Looks like there is quite an innovation of our Great Guin race.We even have flying postmen now.Interesting...."


Unfortunately,it isn't a letter from his family,which gave him an unpleasant surprise.


"I, Emperor Luthar Of The Crystal Empire, Along With My Council, Would Like To Ask You, The Leader(s) Of Your Country, Or Head Of Your Council, To Form An Alliance With Us, The Crystal Empire, And To Those Who Accept This Request......What the fuck is this?"


"Probably sent it to the wrong address,must be playing somekind of weird letter game."


"Do you know that posing as the Emperor is illegal,soldier?"


"Yes,sir."


"Send this letter to Gulai city,and let His Majesty know that some fool has decided to challenge his might."


@Wickedkent

 

[Kent]

Misunderstood


The Messenger Rushed Back To Crystalia, To Report Back To The Council.





Crystal Keep, Council Room


The Messenger They Sent To The Ju Empire Rushed Inside The Room. "What Troubles You? Young Man" Asked Visca. "The Border Guard Of The Ju Empire Tried To Shoot Me Out Of The Air" Said The Messenger "They May Have Misunderstood The Letter Sent By The Emperor". "We Must Take Precautions, They May Try To Attack The Empire". "Send 10 Legions To Treville, And Another 10 Legion To The Elroch Fort As Backup" Said Styx. "A Fleet To The Southern Coast, Red Scout And Gryphon Riders To Scout The Area Outside The Empire" Added Augustus. "Ilison's And Godfrey's Army At Treville, And Eldrik's And Gariel's Army At Elroch." Said Pelona. "45,000 Total Troops, 20 Legions Are Deployed To That Area Exluding The Single Legion As Garrisson Of Treville" Said Vul'Gath "Incase An Attack Is Made". "15 Legions Are Left At Crystalia" Said Visca. The Armies Were Deployed And The Fleet Guarding The Southern Coast.

 

[Nyq]

What the hell is this?


The Imperial Palace,Gulai City


"Your Majesty,the Border Guard has sent this letter to you,stating that the sender of this letter has decided to challenge your unsurpassable might."said a servant as he presents the letter to the respected emperor.


"What fool would have tried to challenge me?"said Emperor Ulgi in a jokingly manner as he opens the letter."Well,this is indeed a fool,foolish enough to challenge the might of the Guins!"


"Should we take action,Your Majesty?"


"Assemble the army,we are going to this Crystal Empire and have a tour in their borders."


"Are we declaring war,Your Majesty?"


"Nah,let's test their strength first."


"As you wish,Your Majesty.How much men do we need to prepare for the front?"


"Not too much as this is just a test,but not too less to show the strength of the Guins.Send 5 slave infantry battalions,6 slave archer battalions,5 knight platoons,1 musketeer division,2 pikemen divisions,3 cannon platoons,5 magic disruptor platoons,2 flamethrower platoons,and 30 missiles on board of a warship division."


"As you wish,Your Majesty."


"Threaten the orcs for their location,and retreat if necessary. Most importantly,I don't want many casualties."


"As you wish,Your Majesty."


Soon enough,the Guins departed from Ganpan Harbor and headed to the nearest orc settlement,killing all but a few orcs to ask for the location of the Crystal Empire.


(Numbers of Guin army groups


Armada:10,000 men


Battalion:1,000 men


Division:100 men


Platoon:10 men


It's different for ships and machines though


For ships:


Armada:100 ships


Battalion:50 ships


Division:10 ships


Platoon:5 ships


For machines:


Armada:1,000 machines


Battalion:100 machines


Division:50 machines


Platoon:10 machines)


@Wickedkent

 

[Kent]

Crystal Keep, Council Room


"The Red Scouts Has Spotted An Army Heading To Treville,11,200 Slave Soldiers, And 100 Equipments" Reported Styx "Some Of Them Can Weaken Magic" He Added.


"Are They Trying To Test Our Might?" Said Pelona. "Send The Reserve To Treville, I Will Go Myself" Visca Said "As Treville Is My City, I Shall Bring 100 Royal Guards" She Added. "Very Well, Good Luck And Stay Safe" Said Augustus. Visca Waved Her Hand And She Disappeared.


Crystal Empire, Treville


Visca Appeared Right Outside The Outerwall Of Treville. She Looked At The Glorious City Of Treville, Her Eyes Glowed Royal Purple And A Magic Barrier Started Appearing Around The City. "Not As Strong As The One His Majesty Casted Over Crystalia, But This Is More Than Enough." Visca Said.


"Mi'Lady Visca, It Is An Honor To Meet You" Said Ilison. Gariel, Godfrey, And Eldrik Are Right Next To Him. "All 20 Legions Have Assembled, 45,000 Troops As You Have Commanded" Reported Godfrey. "Good, Here Is Our Defense Formation." Visca Said

Spoiler

6 Legions For The Wing, 3 On Each Side.


4 Legions For The Flank Guard, 2 On Each Side.


8 Legions As Main


2 Legions As Reserve


@Nyq

 

[Jellyon]

Outskirts of the Ju Empire


As the dragon rider was fast approaching towards the unknowing west. He spotted thousands of some type of horsemen racing in the same direction. Unfortunately they seem to have noticed his presences. Most likely they are returning to what ever empire they came from to alert about the incoming foreigner. Chances could have one of their nearby cities await with guns and smoke. The rider then lift him and his dragon up higher into the clouds to avoid anymore detection. A boost of speed would be needed to quickly go in and out with a report of this 'empire'.


@Nyq


Outskirts of the Crystal Empire


While following the gryphon rider's return path home, the rider was slowly approaching a unmarked city. The city was gleaming with a number of lights as if it were made up of all crystal. A few seconds past until some sort of barrier was being formed from his very own eyes. Turns out he was too slow to enter the cities air space. Luckily he would only need to look from a distance. The rider then encircled the city and recorded anything of use while list avoiding detection.


@Wickedkent


Drayla, Bryalshire Castle, Meeting chambers


Shaoque is standing at a window starring into the city with his hands behind his back. The door opens and enters Shaxne with another man nicknamed 'Grim'. Grim wore a hooded black cloak from head to toe. His hood was put off showing his entire face. His face had a big scar on his left eye and a small one on his chin. He had an eye patch covering his left eye to signify blindness of the eye. Grim had black wings hiding within his cloak to perhaps seem like human. While entering both Shaxne and Grim bowed as they entered.


"My great king, we have news" said Shaxne in his deep reckoning voice.


"What was happened?" asked Shaoque as he turned to face them.


"Our spies are starting to enter some of the cities we believe that are connected to these mighty empires we heard so much from." chuckled Grim.


"As well as some of the dragon riders you sent out should be reaching their destinations and return home without a moments notice."


"Have the spies keep a low profile, have them avoid any suspicious activity. If we get caught having spies in their cities, they will surely see us as some type of threat." said Shaoque in a concerned voice.


Grim then bowed and left the room shutting the door behind him.


"Shaxne, gather the crimson princes and the advisers to Bryalshire Castle. I want to have a meeting done in the next day or two. We need to discuss what has been happening so far."


Shaxne without a single word bowed and left to gather the princes and advisers. Shaoque was now alone in the room and faced back to the window. Outside, some of the people begun to protest outside the gate. Royal guards were quickly dispatched and removed those people by either force or capture. The rebellion is getting closer as we speak.

 

[GrieveWriter]

Castle Cloveshire Dungeon


Vivinaldi tapped his fingertips together, then smiled and rose from his seat "Very well, in the mean time we shall shore defenses as other empires take note of each other, the first thing many will do is probe one another for advantages and disadvantages."


"Whatever they may be we must prepare for retaliation. We shall both let our armies recuperate and resupply while finish repairing the walls and scavenging what we can from the battlefields."


Vivinaldi turned to the Royal Taskmistress "Reply to our proposal, say we shall consider the alliance but cannot claim full involvement at the moment, reply to any other proposals in a similar manner. We shall not throw our hat in with other empires just yet, and tell the generals to fortify neighboring towns and cities using reserves at the forts, we shall not be taken by surprise when the next wave comes around."


The Royal Taskmistress just rolled her eyes before bowing and strutting out.


The City of Panshaw


Captain Wallenheim watched with a frustrated glared as the two princes entertained themselves, massive dagger buried in the solid stone behind him out of boredom. Before him was a court, on either side sat reclined chairs upon which Viro and Argo reclined each one passively rolling a hand through the air as it pulsed with magical power. The same glow of magic encased the handle of two finely carved rackets which floated around each side of the court striking a round object back and forth.


Reconstruction efforts were booming, though most of the quick work was the result of the battle fervor that hadn't quite dissipated yet. The Dark Elves and Orcs alike wished to quench their lusts for blood and battle, and many had long since gotten tired of using the slaves. Speaking of which, the Slaves were the ones crawling all over the damaged areas of the city and walls, mending while their Orcish handlers watched on. Even now as Captain Wallenheim waited, an enslaved Dwarf with no legs crawled around the side of the court with a metal plate hooked to his head by actual hooks. Upon the plate were drinks which the slave offered to the other Orcs as they watched the Princes go at it.


Wallenheim never did enjoy those pricey glasses filled with 'minerals' of finest acquisition. Call him old fashioned but nothing could ever beat chugging jugs of ale with your comrades after wading through the violence of a battlefield and resting upon a mound of your fallen enemies.


As he thought that a shadow flew past overhead, glancing up the Orc Captain caught sight of a drake. Large winged reptiles commonly used by the Osmadians for air travel, often mistaken for dragons Drakes are often smaller. Sure enough, riding the screeching lizard was an Orc who dismounted as soon as it landed to the side of the court.


"Oh fooey!" Viro griped as the distraction caused his racket to miss the round object, he turned to the Drake rider "You there, explain why I just lost one of my favorite slaves?"


"Apologies m'lords," the Drake Rider muttered as she pulled the helmet from her head "spotted some foreigner on dragon."


This drew the Captain's attention, unlike Viro who already looked dissatisfied with the answer.


"Kept distance," she spoke "may have been scouting."


"Who cares, honestly?" Viro spoke up "If some random peasant bloods want to take a gander at our glory. Let them."


Argo stretched as he stood next to his brother "Perhaps they can better themselves by viewing Osmadia's vast greatness."


The two Princes began chuckling in sync as Wallenheim and the Drake Rider shared a glance.


"Still don't like." Wallenheim muttered "Mention to superiors."


The Drake Rider nodded before pulling a blank scroll from her sash and walking over to the captain so they could compose a message.


As they did that, Viro and Argo wandered over to the round thing they'd used in their game, only to find it had split a bit from the last hit.


"Oh brother you hit too hard." Viro whined


"If you had caught it then maybe it would still function," Argo muttered as he reached down and picked up the Ogre Eye "doesn't look like anything leaked out anyway."


He held out to his brother and the two pulled, causing the Ogre Eye to finally split completely. Giggling to themselves, the two ate the eye as Captain Wallenheim and the Drake Rider finished composing the letter.


"Good," the Captain muttered before looking to the Rider and nodding. At his word the Rider reached for a pouch at her sash and downed some of the contents as Wallenheim held the letter up. The Rider breathed out the contents which formed a small purplish mist which consumed the letter. Wallenheim pulled his hand away as the mist dissipated and sent the Drake Rider off to continue their patrols.


Castle Cloveshire courtyard


The Royal Taskmistress finished making a reply to their proposal, passing it to a Dragon Rider who passively patted his mount as he waited for the go ahead. Right before she could send him off, however, a puff of purplish mist appeared at her side and deposited a rolled up scroll at her feet. Sighing at the prospect of more bad news the Royal Taskmistress unrolled it and looked it over.


Saying nothing, she glanced at the Drake Rider and waved for him to get a move on. Leaving her to it, the Drake Rider seated himself properly and barked for his mount to take off. And indeed it did, with Castle Cloveshire fading away in the distance, he set out to deliver his message.

 

[Iskandar]

Let the Negotiations Begin!


"I see you either have spies in my Empire or you are psychic. We'll have to deal with the spies if that part is true." Marcus said, the large doors of the Palace opening for them. Alvein and Varric were in front of Luthar and Marcus, Maxus, Az and Geralt were behind him.


"Let us make this quick as possible. We both have Empires to run, demons to slay and maidens to save." Marcus said jokingly, as the group walked through the castle, before arriving at the Emperors meeting Chambers. It was a large enough room, but sparsely furnished with anything grand and had a large table in the center of the room.


"Shall we begin negotiations?" Marcus turned back to look at Luthar, a smile on his face as the other five people funneled into the meeting room.


@Wickedkent

 

[general ostruppen]

The Mysterious messenger


The guards looked at each other and paused for a minute and then looked back at the knight and his ride. They then spoke to the stranger, "If that is the case then my apologize for the hostility...Very well we shall lead you to the nearest town and muster a convoy to guide you to the Capital."


@Comrade Wubzin


(Just a post to show I'm here will post more that are longer later maybe tommorow)

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

(ooc announcement) tomorrow afternoon will be the next turn, everyone post before then. If you can.

 

[Kent]

@RedLine[/URL]

 

[Jellyon]

Crystal Empire, Treville, outskirts of the city


As the dragon rider approached closer and closer he heard screams and yelling coming within the city. Before he knew what was going on hundreds of gryphon riders taking to the sky heading directly towards him. They seemed quite hostile to unexpected foreigner's. There was a chance that this would happen so the rider was not surprised by that. However, the sheer number of units was troubling. But reminding himself of his king's direct orders he instantly changed direction and quickly bolted back home to give his report on the crystal empire.


@Wickedkent

 

[Iskandar]

The Foreign Leader and the Foreign Spy


Marcus raised an eyebrow before looking at Maxus, who was just dumbfounded at Luthar, "I need nothing of your Empire. You're the one that requested an Alliance. I just wished to hear you out." Marcus paused, he may seem like a rather laid back leader, but when it came to politics and such, he was very deadly, "My Empire needs none of these things. In fact, I can assure you we won't need any of these things." Normally Marcus would be disgusted at Luthar, thinking so lowly of him and his Empire, but Luthar was a foreigner, one that was brand new to this land and knew nothing of his Empire.


"Marcus, be careful no to offend a rival." Alvein chipped in, trying to make sure nothing bad would happen. After all, no one wants blood on the floor or a war to break out.


THUNK!


The door whipped open, the only person that had a key was the Captain of the Palace Guards, "My Lord, some mysterious creature was spotted flying towards the City." He was panting, it was obvious he ran here as fast as he could.


"Captain Ostrey, calm down." Marcus said in a reassuring tone, "Alvein, Geralt. Go handle it... Varric, maybe next time we can... Nevermind, we have guest." Marcus offered a nod to Alvein and Geralt, both walking out of the room, towards the walls.


On the walls, Avlein and Geralt could both see the creature from some ways out, "Do you want to kill it or should I?" Geralt asked bluntly.


"It would be best to wound it and capture it... I'll handle it." Alvein replied, a bright green aura rising around her. Letting out a sigh she said something in Elven under her breath, before raising her arms up, her eyes emitting a bright green.She shot a large green orb at the creature. Even if it dodged it would have a nasty little surprise afterwords.


@Wickedkent @RedLine (Creature=Dragon Rider. Orb=surprise, so, yeah.)

 

[Clockwork_Magic]

An Unexpected Visitor

​

As the battle raged on, the troops noticed an incoming figure from the sky. It turned out to be a man riding a gryphon. He casted a few spells, killing a few demons. The man then landed next to Emperor Torrad. "Who are you." Torrad asked the man while fending off some demons. Not really asking, more like screaming over the utter chaos occurring currently.


@Wickedkent

 

[Jellyon]

White Lotus borders





While briefly flying towards the unidentified empire, the rider was fast approaching one of its cities. However, no alarms or sudden moments of military were triggered yet. It seemed almost strange for an empire not to react to a foreigner's visit. Suddenly a bright green glow was appearing on the cities walls. It glowed for a few more seconds until...


WHOOSH





The green light orb rapidly went straight towards him. They did notice after all and are sending their 'personal' regards for the rider. There were only a few seconds to react before it would reach him. So quickly he dove down to at least dodge the direct strike. But unforeseen to the riders knowledge the green orb blew up like a supernova star. The rider and his dragon were hit by the massive blast and headed towards the ground at a fast rate. The blast had somewhat injured the dragon but the rider took most of the blow due to the quick thinking. They both fell unconscious and hit hard into the trees. Moments later the dragon and rider had awakened. The dragon could still operate to fly but damaged enough to not be able to carry the rider back. The rider was baldy injured and barely could make any sudden movements. He then quickly wrote what had happened and stuffed the letter into the small pouch carried around the dragons harness. He gestured to the dragon to signal that he needed to return home. The dragon obeyed and left without a second to lose. The rider knew that they would hunt them down. As a last ditch effort, the rider picked up his sword and prepared multiple spells for an ambush. Afterwards he hid into the trees to await his guests.


@The Dinkster

Spoiler

Sorry for the poor writing. It's a bit late and I just have a hard time thinking and writing at the same time.

 

[Nyq]

The Landing


Treville





Commander Soth looked at the enemy formation from his warship.


"The enemy outnumbers us,soldiers.This is going to be a hard fight."


A soldier rushes into the ship,and reports to the commander:"Commander,we've spotted a mountain 456 meters east of our target."


"Good,organize a landing 500 meters east of the city."


The warships began to approach the land,with their cannons firing at the enemy formation to cover their landing.As soon as their feet touched the ground,Guin forces entered a defensive formation while being covered by the fire from the cannons.


A few hours later, the Guins finished their landing,and the ships retreated to the open sea to continue firing upon the enemy.A few missiles were launched as a test against the enemy,distracting the enemy as much as possible while the Guin forces moved up the mountain and set up a defense.


@Wickedkent


The Wall





"Sir,we spotted our cavalry forces racing towards us."reported a soldier to his commander.


"Nah,disregard it.They might just be bringing fresh foods.You know,they spoil over time."


"Sir,they are anxiously pointing towards the sky,yelling that there something is in there."


"Nah,they are just....What?"


"Sir,there's something in the skies."


"Sound the alarms,prepare the muskets!We have a Mo attack!"


Within minutes the alarms of the Wall were sounded,with thousands of the Border Guard aiming their muskets towards the skies.


@RedLine

 

[Kent]

Crystal Empire, Treville Skies


The Gryphon Riders Continued To Pursue The Dragon Rider, They Made A Combined Effort To Cast A Spell That Trapped The Rider In A Giant Purple Ball. "We Caught It! Said The Rider. "We Need To Bring It Back To Crystalia As The Mistress Visca Cannot Be Disturbed.


@The Dinkster


Order Empire


"I Am A Messenger From The Crystal Empire" Said The Messenger While Handing Him The Letter Then Flew Back To Crystalia.


@Agent141


Crystal Empire, Southern Coast


The Ships Of The Guin Empire Landed On A Mountainside And Unloaded The Troops. "Damn It, Surround Their Ships And Destroy Them Preventing Them To Escape" Said An Admiral.


The Fleet Surrounded Their Ships And Launched A Barrage Of Enchanted Cannons.


Meanwhile In The Mountains There Was A Red Scout. "Damn, They Have Landed I Must Report This To Mistress Visca" Said The Scout And Used An Instant Transportation Spell Back To Treville And Reported It To Visca.


@Nyq


Crystalia, Council Room


"Goddamn Spies, We Must Take A Major Action" Said Styx. "A Magic Border Wall, It Would Not Stop Them From Entering The Empire But We May Notice And Monitor Any Foreign People Who Enters It." Said Augustus. "Let Us Combine Our Magic Powers To Cast It" Said Pelona. "We Lack The Emperor And Visca, But They Can Strengthen It When They Come Back" Said Vul'Gath. They Combined Their Magic And Casted A Spell For The Magical Border Wall.

 

[Iskandar]

The Agreement and the Hunt

​

"Oh no you don't! Creature is trying to escape." Geralt said with a growl as he watched if try to fly away.


WHOOSH


Another green orb was shot at the Creature, this time it exploded, causing a net of green energy to surround it, Alvein's work of course, she could use her energy magic to create just about anything, it takes a great deal of mental fortitude and stamina though.


"You go deal with the creature's rider. I got this." Alvein said calmly, like nothing was happening. Geralt just nodded and gathered up a unit of forty swordsmen. He knew the rider might be able to kill all of his men, but he came prepared, killing monsters was his specialty afterall.


Meanwhile...


"I apologize too, I took your meaning the wrong way." Marcus shook a hand, telling Luthar everything was fine. He added a chuckle to make the conversation more authentic. He listened to Luthar talk about the barrier, magic wasn't that relevant in Marcus' nation, it wasn't looked down upon at all, just not common, they relied more on technology, "I see... It does seem like a good gift, I am not opposed to an Alliance or Trade Agreement. The Economy here is rather large and healthy." Marcus didn't know there was a large barrier around the city as there was no windows in the room.


"Varric... I think we should give Emperor Luthar a Gift as well... We'll produce him... A thousand of those..." Marcus gave a grin to Varric who replied with one of his own.


"A good choice, my lord! Wait till you see them, Luthar, they will impress ya." Varric said. Maxus was against the idea but he remained silent.


Marcus stood up, "Follow me, Luthar. I will show you the gift I have for you." And so Marcus walked over to the door and walked out.


@RedLine @Wickedkent

 

[Jellyon]

The Wall


All seemed quiet until....


BAM





Sounds of gunfire underneath the clouds start to pass through. With thousands of bullets coming at him most could be dodged. But a few hit the rider. While the damage is not serious it still injured him. It seemed risky to scout anymore. He turned around and fled back out ranging the gunfire.


@Nyq


Crystal Empire, Treville Skies


The rider soon found himself trapped inside a purple ball. These riders have not seen a dragon rider before, more accurate what damage they can cause at full strength. He held his enchanted sword up high and hit the purple prison with his might. The ball shattered like a knife through butter. The rider turned his dragon to combat the enemy riders. He had no choice but to fight. He prepared to do a flash spell to blind the other riders.


"Alun, Dir, Krii!" shouted the rider while creating a bright yellow aura.


After those words a bright light shined in the air making it quite hard to see. A combination of dragons fire was the start of a counter attack.


@Wickedkent

 

[Comrade Wubzin]

Turn 2


The strange messengers to the empires(applies to all empires)


"My lord, I am but a humble servant to a being unknown to you, but I bring a message. You are familiar with the empires of old, correct? But, what you didn't know, is that there are... survivors within the ruins. Undead. Those that were once living and affected by immense healing magic, only to be corrupted by death. More of them rise, and are wielding their weapons for the banner of rogue necromancers. Weights to the mountains, mummies to the deserts, and skeletons throughout the grasslands. Golems also kneel to these necromancers.


My lords, you must do something, or else have these creatures slaughter you."- The strange messengers, seemingly elderly and wearing tattered cloaks to cover their entire bodies.

 

[Kent]

White Lotus


Luthar Followed Marcus And Varic Towards Their Gift. He Is Excited, Since He Doest Not Know What It Is. @The Dinkster


Treville


Visca Looked Up The Sky, A Dragon With A Rider On It Started Shooting Fireballs At Casted A Blinding Light At One Of Her Gryphon Divisions. "Dear God, I Have To Do Everything" She Said. Her Eyes Glowed Red And Palm To The Rider. A String Like Thing Shot Out Of The Magic Barrier Towards The Dragon Rider, It Binded The Dragon And The Rider's Arm And Legs, Then A Red Net surrounded Him, They Descended Towards The Area Near visca.


@RedLine


Crystalia, Throne Room


"Mi'lord, We Have A Messenger From Some Unknown Lands" Said A Royal Guard To Agamon, The Messenger Entered The Room And Told Agamon About The Undead, He Seemed Shock And Told Him "Very Well, We Shall Deal With It

 

[Jellyon]

The strange messengers to the empires


Drayla, Bryalshire Castle, Throne room.


The strange messenger certainly was odd. His appearance out of nowhere and the clothes he wore made it more the strange. His (or her) face was so well covered it was hard to identify the person of origin. Even the voice was misleading. To Shaoque's thought, it was some sort of trap. In the last couple of day's he had been receiving messages left and right of all sorts of civilizations and events. He had no clue to what was the truth, and what were lies. After the message Shaoque guard's escorted the messenger out of the castle. He sat in deep thought as if he were troubled. If what that messenger says is truth, it may cause more trouble than its worth. With the rise of the rebellion imminent and possible invasions of other races he would not be able to cover all fronts. Plans and ideas circled his head. In the middle of his session a fliylia royal guard runs over to deliver some news.


"M'lord, the rebellion has been spotted. It has seems that they risen an army size of 45,000 near the city of Ieshein. I fear that they mean to take it by force." reported the guard.


'Ieshien...' thought Shaoque. The city would be a great asset if it falls to the rebellion. The city provided a well natural defense alongside great walls. It was also connected to the many mines and resources that fed the empire. With it gone, the empire would have a hard time getting materials and cripple the economy. Governing the city was Crimson Prince Sepitus Autumn. He had a reputation of being merciless to his enemies. In battle, he was very experienced with a sword and shield. Winning a battle against him would prove difficult, but Shaoque did not want to take any chances. Especially when news of new enemies were rising up.





"Very well. I shall go myself with the available army that I have at the moment. Shaxne!" shouted Shaoque.





"Mobilize the troops for me to command, I shall return soon. Await here for the rest of the crimson princes and keep them from harm's way until I return."





Shaxne nodded and left to make preparations. Shaoque got up to equip his legendary 'Sword of Unholy Power' and 'Armor of Cursed Fires'. Both of these were ancient artifacts that were discovered after the great purges happened. Both were hidden in a man made cave guarded by unholy forces. After being recovered they were handled down the lines of future kings and kept quiet from the outside world. Shaoque took a minute to look at the unique sword. Perhaps the necromancers are searching for their lost treasure and have returned to get it back. But before he could do anything about it, he had to finish off the rebellion before it gets out of hand.

Spoiler

A force of 55,000 left the capital towards Ieshien with Shaoque leading it.


Crystal Empire, Treville Skies





After a brief escape and a small counter attack leaving many riders burned to death, both were now binded to their legs and arms. As an added measure they were both wrapped around a red net. Even captured the struggling still continued. Fire was still being released aiming wildly in the air trying to get those nearby. Both rider and dragon struggled to get themselves free but the magic was strong. They were falling to ground.


@Wickedkent

 

[Iskandar]

Marcus continued to walk until they approached a small door, "Luthar, do you have many dwarves in your land?" He was quite curious, if Luthar's empire did, then their technology had to at least be semi-decent. Before opening the door a strange man approached the group. Marcus had no idea how the old lunatic got into the palace, and he was skeptical of what the man had to say.


"Marcus, it would be wise to listen to the man..." Az said without second thought, Varric nodding in agreement with Az. They both knew Marcus was about to say something that might anger the old messenger.


"Why? Have you heard these words before?" Marcus asked, raising an eyebrow at the large Orc and Dwarf.


"In... Both of our cultures, there is a prophecy that is exactly as the Messenger says..." Varric explained, Az nodding in agreement.


"Very well. Az, Maxus, go to the Senate, tell them we ready for War. I want recruitment stations in every city. Every man or woman that joins will be heavily rewarded after the war." Marcus had a glint of fire in his eye, an attack by demons, now dragons and soon to be undead... Great, the world was going to hell at this point.


After that Marcus opened the door, to reveal, an elevator, "Well, get in. It won't kill you. Well, it shouldn't." Varric said with a smirk, pushing Marcus and Luthar into the Elevator. The Elevator was going down at a decent speed, levers and pulleys and gears could be heard working. Finally after a few moments the elevator stopped, opening the doors with a ding Marcus and Varric walked out, only for the gift to be in the middle of the large room.


"I present to you, the Gyrocopter! Faster than any Gryphon, deadlier too. Able to carry soldiers, bombs, guns, weapons. They can shoot bombs and bullets from above, able to hover as well." Varric said with a grin, "It'll change the way war is fought. That is assuming that no one else has created one. I am not aware if anyone has."


Meanwhile...


Alvein had captured the dragon that had tried flying away from its' master. The green energy cage around it would be to strong for the dragon to break out of it, and so she waited for Geralt to capture the rider.


Geralt and the unit of men got closer and closer to the spot were the dragon had crash landed from Alvein's explosion. Raising his hand he told the men to stop, "The rider is dangerous... A magic user...? Yes. Be careful. He will probably slaughter you all, so make sure you capture the bastard and go back to your families alive. Everyone that survives gets a pay rise."


And so the group of soldiers led by General Geralt NightKiller got closer to the rider.


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