Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aroria was on the battlments shouting orders at some of the armor clad guards. They were positioning themselves around huge cannons that looked like the blonged on a pirate ship. "Load the modernized rounds! Let's make these wraiths into swiss cheese! Leave nothing but shratenal in the breeze!" Aroria yelled.

 

[Shinohara]

Eve frowned and looked around herself. "Vayne. We need to hurry up." She said, sounding a bit like she was panicking.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Thraon was ordering around some men to make ready to pull up the draw bridge. He also had guards armed with polearms that looked too sharp to not kill something.

 

[King Of Drift]

"Why do I hear shouting? What's happening..." Yato slowly walked to the now closing entrance. He put the box back inside his pocket. He stared, mindlessly.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

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-Aurath Moonblood.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

(So sorry! I'm back now!) The screeching became louder and louder until finally it paused again. It was a long, eerie moment before a Wraith was sent flying into the wall of the fortress. A loud screech came from the forest, and the Wraith that had hit the wall of the fortress growled weakly. It had left a massive dent in the wall.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Archers! Fire!" Yelled out Krev. The archers fired arrows with little devices at the end. Each connected with the wraith in question. Three seconds later, they all exploded at once, blowing the wraith to bits.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith quickly reformed it's body, and fled into the forest. It's focus wasn't on the Weavers. They had simply been in the way. Screeches and growling was heard easily.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura watched as it left. "Hold fire. Watch for now!"

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraiths brawled it out, ripping trees from the ground and forming extreme destruction. They emerged from the forest, clawing at each other infront of where the bridge had been (which is now up I think). One of the Wraiths managed to grasp the jaw of the other and held it's mouth open as it angled itself. Without notice, something that resembled a massive laser came from it's jagged mouth and ripped into the other's body through the mouth. The affected Wraith cried out, moving so that the attack wouldn't hit it's reinforced Core. It kicked the Wraith away, and tried to place distance between itself and the other Wraith. They kept attacking each other, ignoring the Weavers.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

(No there is a drawbridge gate, then the large bridge that has an epic fall. Then there is the iron gate made into the walls. Then your inside the castle.)


Aura used his threads to reach across the main bridge to the drawbridge gate and he perched on top, watching. "Did it realy shoot a lazor?"

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraiths both tried shooting lasers from their mouths, attempting to hit the foe. There were a few times where the 'lasers', which were actually just quickly moving Reaper Threads or so that would make sense, skimmed the walls of the castle or at least came close to hitting something. They kept fighting, their eyes glowing. The center of their eyes were white dots, glowing brightly as they tried to rip each other apart. One caught the other's throat, and ripped it apart. The Wraith let out a low cry as the other attempted to crush it's Core. Even the Wraith had trouble, smashing at it with it's claws.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura watched intently, studying their movement patterns. He knew them to be intelligent. They were wraiths, after all. He continued bto watch with his enhanced, unsettling eyes. They even scared off a few reapers on they way here when they met his gaze. 'Maybe I will try to speak with the victor. Hope I don't die. Could be some valuable information....' He thought to himself.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith finally dented the Core, but didn't smash it. That would take much more time and much more strength. It ripped it out of the Wraith's body, clutching it tightly in it's claw. The defeated Wraith's body became limp, and the Threads that it was made of dispersed and formed a small storm of Threads. They twirled hauntingly around the Wraith, before losing control and falling to the ground. The Wraith caught it's breath and it's attention finally caught on to the castle. It stared at Aura, it's eyes piercing and frightening.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Hello there." Aura said calmly, staring back with his own Scarry eyes. "That was a good fight."

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith remained silent, ready to defend itself at any moment. It didn't want to waste it's time with the Weavers.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura lept down onto the ground in front of the wraith. "So..... What brings you here this far out in the wilderness?" Aura asked.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith glared down at him now, crossing it's arms. "It was not our intention to bother you. I will be sure to repair the wall we have damaged as soon as possible. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you for the bother?"

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura cocked his head, much like a curious wolf. "I... I think i want that thing in your hand. It's shinny..... and I want it......"

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith looked down at the Core. "I'm sorry, I'm not able to give you this. I must return it to Dr. Kayrouz."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Aura's ear twitched. "And who is this.... Docter?"

 

[Umbra Regalia]

"Dr. Kayrouz is Abel's co worker. I cannot say too much about it. Now, tell me what I can do to make it up to you."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"I wish for a weapon made of your threads." Aura said. "A sword..... Longsword. With a wolfish design and it will need a sheath."

 

[Spazzycat101]

(Because I'm so smart to separate my characters so effectively, I've nothing to do. Nothing to do but watch. ;-


Chamomile was seated by the main entrance to the base, wailing her tiny heart out. It smelled as if Amelia had last been through that way, but her scent was rather stale. The kitten couldn't read the small note upon the door, nor could she scrabble high enough up the glass to sniff it properly, but it had some regard as to where her friend went. Of that, she was sure.

 

[Umbra Regalia]

The Wraith frowned. He was hesitant to do so, but he did it. In his claw formed a massive sword made of Wraith Threads. Almost impossible to break. He handed it to Aura. It was heavier than the man was used to, but it was amazingly crafted. The Threads cut off from the Core and became Rogue Threads.