|| Neoross Xemeron || ||Location; Valeria town|| ||With; NPC villagers|| ||Thoughts: Sometimes they just don't make it easy...|| ||OOC; || ||--Appearance--||
While spreading the darkness was easier with crowds running about, things would get hectic and some would start to become corrupt and attack others before he was finished. While it was the only purpose he knew, that didn't mean he would sit around and hear screams and pleads for help. He got in, he spread it and left. No one had come looking for him yet so he figured this was just they way it would be. There were only a few people out at night aside from the guards so he did have to break in a couple of times. Usually those were easier since a simple swipe in their sleep and it was done, while outside he had to use surprise or chase them down. After dealing with the guards in front of each entrance, he created a barrier at each one in order to prevent anyone from entering or leaving while he concentrated on the ones to be corrupted. He twirled the scythe-axe around him as he approached a door and sliced the hinges clean off.
Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 4:58 pm
Damascus "The Immovable Wall"
From the dust we are born, and to the dust we return.
Spinning in place he held his hands up summoning up a wall of earth that surrounded him like a cylinder deflecting the incoming attacks. He lowered his hands and so with them the wall before moving forward. Sliding along the earth he leapt up slamming his leg down on Origin sending him crumpling to the ground, or so he thought. Origin's cloak collapsed in an odd shape as his black metal hand shot out of the floppy cloak grabbing Damascus's leg before swing him back sending him sliding onto the ground. With a sense of purpose now Origin stood up raising his left arm up a weapon began to form. the shadows of the area slowly tore themselves from the ground slowly wrapping around his arm taking the shape of a massive bladed gauntlet that went up to his shoulder. The metallic weapon glistened in the moonlight menacingly as he vanished from his position. Damascus' eyes shot open as he spun around just in time to dodge a killing blow the claws on the gauntlet tore through his shirt gouging his side, but he would live. Damascus slid backwards his hand wrapped over the wound, but why was there no blood?
He reached up with his free hand dismissing the form and returning to his standard body of Dante Virgils. Dante, still afflicted with the disfiguring wound stood up the bright light from his chest began to glow more as his wound began to realign itself covering the gash. Origin raised his claw up once more the sound of metal grinding against metal could be heard.
An explosion tore through their attention, Dante's attention was diverted as he watched a flare of lightning ignite the sky towards the elemental Outcast. It looked as though Sashara had also received a wound. He suddenly felt a tight iron grip over his body the massive gauntlet now clenched Dante's body in it's grasp as a giant would hold a regular person. He squirmed grunting as the metal hand began to grip him tighter and tighter.
"Damn!" He grunted out, he could not activate his powers like this he needed to be able to reach up to his face to do so. He could feel his ribs cracking under the vice like grip of Origin, Origin himself just stared making perfect unblinking eye contact with Dante as he squeezed the life out of him. He almost looked bored, as it to ask was this all they had?
I will be your shield against the dark, tremble no more.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 5:13 pm
Leon Arcania
Leon prepared himself for evasive action when he heard Maia speak, an action proven wise when moments after she threw even more spikes at top speed towards them. However before he could make a move Sashara took matters into her own hands pushing him out of the way causing the attack to miss him as he hit the ground and instinctually rolled with it as he quickly got back to his feet to see the wound on Sashara's arm thanks to her defending him. "Milady you must be more careful please don't be concerned over me. As a general it is my duty and my desire to protect the people of this nation, and as long as you are a visitor here then that includes you. This time I'll protect you." spoke Leon to Sashara quickly as he knew he would have only a moment before the wave of spikes was likely sent. Though he knew that even if he held no position and came across this scene somewhere else in the world he would still move to the peoples defense for that was just the kind of man he was. Swiftly bending down he grabbed up a handful of metal debris likely left from some object destroyed by the Origin's attacks on the square and then began to swiftly move forward towards Maia sword at the ready in his other hand of course as he decided he would need to start getting more serious as well in order to save this outcast from herself as well as try and keep Sashara from taking any more damage as she didn't look well and Leon didn't believe she could keep trying to fight for much longer. So his first step was to force Maia to concentrate entirely on him to keep Sashara from taking more hits and to possibly give her an opening, the second was to show her just what someone could do with his power. Though seeing the Origin grip their other comrade Dante he did take a brief moment to swing his sword in the Origin's direction sending a powerful streak of lightning lancing in his direction at well lightning speed intending to strike the monster right in his metal gauntlet arm as metal highly conducted electricity it would likely cause more damage then hitting him somewhere else from the angle Leon had available and would hopefully cause him to release Dante to free the man to continue his battle.
(( Edited slightly after seeing Nicko's post. ))
Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 5:55 pm
Maia laughed and shook her head as if disappointed. "Is this all you can do? You would think the goddess's chosen would do better than this." she said and looked to the Origin. "Would like me to capture one of them?" she asked him seeing that he had another in his grasp. Getting one was a good thing but two; possible three? That would be even greater and the world would lose most of it's defense. As she waited for her signal on what to do. She noticed another opening after gauging their supposed prowess. Sashara's glow had dimmed greatly and in doing so might be more susceptible to being corrupted. She heard Leon's words and giggled. "How sweet. All you can do is defend yourselves." she said creating another row of spikes. She knew they were expecting it and stepped her foot down aiming at Sashara. Except for spikes, however, the elf was surrounded by a cage.
Sashara looked towards the general and raised an eyebrow at his words. "Guest or not; we're in this together no?" she said with a smile. She held her arm checking it for any signs of infection and sighed in relief when she saw it wasn't deep. "We have to get them out of here..." she muttered when she looked to see Dante back to normal and in pain. "Oh no...Sir Dante..." she muttered and raised her bow at her new target the origin. She winced in pain when she saw spikes aimed at her and Leon on top of that. "Not again..." she said getting ready to dodge when instead of spikes coming her way a cage formed around her not giving her enough time to move out of the way to escape.
Plushy think with Darick in his dream, unaware of Neoross Xemeron corrupting all his human friends, the shield blocking their panic cry to him.
Plushy slept, "Do you know if the wizard is in? Plushy would like to meet him.""I is not sleep walking to find out, you should hear from him in the morning.""Plushy is busy with humans in the day time, can you find him now? should be easy add to dream...""Add him to the dream? he be up reading now, fewer dragons in the library at night.""You can knock him out, no? sleep spell work easy enough.""What??? We can, but it most rude, wizards become unhappy when you is rude...""Plushy thinks Darick lie, Darick not want wizard riding on his back, it no problem for Plushy, but Plushy don't know that much magic.""That not fair, why must Darick be Plushy link?""Darick got spun on Plushy color wheel, it Darick job to be Plushy link for tonight."
((my occ))
((plushy is in valeria too, he at a small island with his banana tree. it out side the town some.))
Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 10:19 pm
Jedikiah Pariston
The Crimson Alchemist
Just off the Remnant Square sat a figure atop of an three story building. The male silhouette lied in wait, dressed in an light brown and dark brown pants and coat set with golden trimmings and accessories, a red and black striped top, finished with brown steel toed shoes. Jedikiah Pariston as the man would turn out to be, seem to only observe the scene since it all got started and apparantly his presence was yet to known as he would like to keep it for the moment. The dhampir hadn't simply just appeared, but rather had been staying in one of the taverns that were located along the square. He had entered Dominium earlier on in the day, he felt as if he was led here by some strange mystical force but such suspicions could not be made clear, so he simply enjoyed the day in a local bar dubbed the Nine Circles, looking for work suited for a mercenary before finding the room and attempting to turn in for the night, though such would become impossible.
Jedikiah wasn't even in his paid room for a good hour before the night turned grim, chaos becoming ever present. The Sacred Sphere that implanted itself into his right arm beginning to glow in response to the malicious dark presence that Jedikiah himself sensed by means of the 'dragon pulse' flow being disrupted as the mask man began to form that large sphere of his. Instinctively the Dhampir grabbed his lance and evacuated the building by jumping out of the window onto the next building just as the black dome was to engulf the building he just left and right before his eyes, the lot of the area encased in that dome vanished, leaving in its wake a crater, fire, and the death of many innocent and peaceful people. Looking for the source, his crimson eyes found the masked man lowering into the crater and from that moment he has been obsering the battle to figure out what they were all up against.
With the battle raging on, many soldiers have lost there lives or have been corrupted while Jedikiah lied in wait but because of his patience he was able to witness another with control over earth and plant life join in the battle to aid the mask man and his power to control darkness and corrupt those with weak wills to become outcasts. This alone was enough to label the mask man as dangerius and warrant his involvement but with the three trying to protect Dominium seemingly on the losing aide, he could observe no more and would spring into action. Standing from his crouched position, Jedikiahs sclera would begin to turn black, almost as if he himself was being corrupted, while simultaneously the wind surrounding the Remnant Square began to kick up, the once still breeze becoming stronger as it danced under his control. He would then step off the three story building into a free fall, a mild thud being evident in his landing in a crouched position.
Launching himself into a sprint, Jedikiah advance towards the frontlines, incapacitating a few of the outcast, grabbing two by the face in each hand as he would attempt to purify them while in motion. Releasing them, the purification was a success seeing as they were only recentoy corrupted and in a moments notice, he was withing Remnant Square, leaping into the air, his left arm aimed for the spikes in mid air as pressurized air currents formed into blades and meet the spikes from either side to obliterate them into nothingness while another was aimed that the arm of the masked man. "Thats some big talk for someone whom can only throw spikes and control plants. So I say to you.... Ditto!" He stated in an condescending tone while the spikes would form a dust cloud. Jedikiah would land once more upon the ground close to the now caged elf, looking to her as his appearance was still hidden by the dust cloud, his wind currents soon doing away with the dust to allow his visual of his right arm glowing in reaction to being close to those whom have also been chosen, while his left arm rose to touch the cage, his destruction ability being put to use as the cage of earth then crumbled. "How about you two go help the barkeep over there, he could use a hand and let me give this druid lady a beating?" he would state in the form of an question, his demin like black and crimson eyes looking from the elf to yhe knight and before any of them protest, just when the outcast would make a remark or show displeasure, Jedikiah would send a series of six heavy pressurized wind blades towards her and dash off in her direction.
(Occ: Could have done better for a first post but my tablet is irritating me.)
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 10:23 pm
✷Aria Clairbourn
Chaos reigned in the streets surrounding the embattled figures. Soldiers held back the curious and panicked populace. How human nature called mesmerizing attention to those things of horror, like moths to flame.
The thought passed gently through Aria’s mind as she slipped easily past the guards with nary a notice; a testament to her years of training and to those who taught her such skills. With equal ease, she rounded the corner allowing herself the first look upon the battle.
If Hell had a home, this was it.
The destruction of the place was enough to overwhelm in its scope and magnitude. Within the wasteland, a battle raged between foes, locked in mortal combat. Quickly, her blue eyes surveyed the scene; two fighting one and...
Any thoughts she might have had were wiped from her mind as eyes beheld Orgin. Her heart, normally steady and sure, skipped and beat and squeezed painfully as lungs fought vainly for air. Aria’s hand grasped futilely upon her breast, as if to draw away some invisible attacker.
No.
She would not give in.
Mercy, she prayed, mercy upon your daughter, your child. Grant your peace upon my soul. Mercy. Mercy upon your daughter, you child. Round and round again, she repeated the chant within her mind, grounding herself to the present time and place. With each word, she drew and secured anchor to the bedrock of Her living and vibrate presence within her body.
All too slowly, the attack subsided and once more, the Sister found she could draw cool and clear breath into her now aching and seared lungs.
”Thanks be.”
Immediate danger now past, she returned to the task of surveying the battle. The man who had dared to confront Orgin, now hung in the air within the creature’s tightening grasp. One of his companions shot forth a bolt of lightening at Orgin as he crossed the grounds to join more fully in the fight between the other two.
This was not her battlefield.
The Sister knew full well, she was not trained for open combat such as this. Neither though, could she stand idle against such a clear threat. Her hands strayed down and dipped within the numerous and hidden folds within her robes, selecting her weapons with the mere brush of her fingertips.
What impact she would have, if any, against the creature, she had little idea, but it was there she would strike. All she needed was a touch to transfer the powder now coating her hand. From there, the poison would do its work well enough. If not to kill, at least to weaken and stall.
”Guide my actions. Align me true. Thine will be done,”Aria softly beseeched, taking her first steps into this new realm of battle and deftly closing the distance between herself and her newly Chosen.
Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:49 pm
|| Neoross Xemeron || ||Location; Valeria town|| ||With; NPC villagers, NPC child|| ||Thoughts: She's too young...|| ||OOC; Thought I'd give a little humanity to him, not make him seem like some darkness-spreading menial...|| ||--Appearance--||
This town was dead asleep, which made the spread all the more faster and easier for him. He had already gone through several houses, some by cutting through the walls between floors, and even an inn of the town where he grabbed some food for himself. It seems this town had been sound asleep, and not wary of anyone attacking them. Neroross went about, corrupting every man and woman he came across. Most were sleeping in their beds not knowing it would be their last night, but maybe that was for the best. When they were awake, they were aware of the darkness spreading through their body, but when they were asleep, they could feel nothing at all.
He broke into another house, the door falling a bit louder than usual for some reason. He cursed to himself and shook his head before walking into the house for the occupants. He found their room on the lower floor and headed up the stairs to check others. As he opened the door, he heard a thud come from behind it and poked his head in. A small child was getting up, as he apparently opened the door before she was able to. It was rare for him to find a town with children at all, as most were usually gone or could fend for themselves should the need arise. This one looked too young to even know what darkness was. She was rubbing the sleep in her eyes before looking up to him. "Mister?" she said. Neoross, for the first time in a while, found it difficult to corrupt someone. It only got weirder when she giggled and clung to his foot.
Darick went thinking for the wizard Plushy wanted to meet, Plushy sent his thoughts to town, to see some of the dreams the humans where having. The town was dark much, as many of them had darkness stuffed into them by Neoross Xemeron. What few dreams he did find where about food and eating food, and the food been yummy.
Why was the town so dark? Was every one awake?"Plushy, i got him, meet gorden redflame.""Hi, i hear you got me a free ride on a dragon, thanks."Plushy came back to his dream, "Yes, Plushy has some questions for you, as you read cook books, what kind of potions do you brew?""We is working on a purification mix the will heal the outcast, it will remove the darkness form them, then the dragons won't get fat fat from having to eat so much.""That be wonderful, saving humans from the darkness is better than eating them. What do you mean working? Is their a problem with the potion?""There is no formula for it, Im mixing foods with the proper effects into the pot to make something work, that what make me a wizard.""Plushy see, can Plushy help?""Only if Plushy can fetch foods.""Old dragon food is hard to find here, the humans keep playing with it as if it was not food, and to them it may be, they only eat plants.""And live stock, cows, chickens, fish, deer, pig...""Plushy has try some of that, it yummy good. Now, what would Plushy be looking for?""Metals, nickle, copper, iron, steal. They are hard, but softer than rock, a bit shiny in the light, but less than gold, color gray or grayish, though iron is brown..."Plushy listen to the list and how redflame described what he should look for, he have to find the metal so redflame could finish making the purification potion.
((my occ))
((may have plushy wake up next post, is having this post in thought bubble because it is mostly dream.))
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 1:43 pm
Maia glared at Jedikiah as he released Sashara and taunt her. "You think you're a match on your own? Very well." she said and touched the ground pulling up the vines and roots making them move to defend her. She saw him coming and put her hand in the roots next her becoming a scythe. She swiped at him using her knew moving shield as a cover to get at him. It was going to be harder since the wind is a troublesome element to fight against.
Sashara looked to see a man come up and break her cage setting her free. She heard him taunt Maia. "Thank you. I can leave her to you then. We'll be back as soon as we save Sir Dante." she told him as she stood slowly and watched the new man run off. "I need a healer is what I need..." she muttered and looked to her bag. She pulled out a bottle with meade in it and took a drink feeling her tiredness lift slightly. She concentrated again the green glow formed around her again. She ran towards where the Origin stood and notched an arrow. She concentrated her power to the tip and let it fly aiming for the vices that held Dante.
With only a nod of his head to the elven womans thanks, Jedikiah was off to engage his opponent. "Of course, as if I would lose to some druid lady who likes to play with plants as her only friend and throws things." He would response in a reassuring yet mocking manner just as his wind blades would meet her protecting vines and roots, but rather than cut through them, the heavy blades exploded on contact from the force in which they met. Despite his words, he knew this woman would be no push over yet he had confidence that he could come out on top given that he was a very versatile combatant and his control over wind wasn't as simple as those around him would assume. Thus Jedikiahs advancement continued, dodging a few vines and roots in a very acrobatic fashion as he drew ever closer. With his arms trailing behind him as he sprinted, he would come to summon two things, to his left he would call forth wind to condense around his fist and to his right, a black and white uniquely shaped lance would wisp through the air til its shaft met his hand. Witnessing the woman using the root as a form of diversion, Jedikiah would slide upon the ground just beneath the attacking plant only to find a scythe inching ever closer to cut him down but at the press of a button along the shaft, the bladed end of his weapon would open up, now looking much more like an umbrella as he defended himself while simultaneously rising to his feet. With the umbrella like shield also hindering her view of him, Jedikiah didn't allow any waist of time for her to react and parried the woman's scythe to throw her off balance, just before he was to step forward with an upper hook towards her abdomen, the condense wind around his fist serving the purpose of adding concussive force and sending her flying into the building behind her.
Posted: Wed May 06, 2015 9:12 pm
Dante Virgils "The Tattered Man"
Kindness is a quality only the strong are afforded. Tell me, are you strong?
He felt his ribs begin to pop and bow under the force of the gauntlet, what manner of strength did this monster truly hold? As he gasped for air it would seem as though he would avoid death, for now. A bolt of lightning followed by an arrow struck Origin stunning the mighty figure giving Dante just enough time to slip from his grasp. He landed on the ground before he leaped backwards out of harm's way. As the dust settled however Origin stood defiantly where he once was. His arm still outstretched as if to clutch onto Dante's after image. His masked face looking upwards towards the sky staring wide eyed up. His gauntlet covered hand began to shake as his fingers curled into a fist. A soft sound escaped his mask it was odd and muffled but slowly began to grow. It became evident what he was doing, he was laughing.
They were all here! Not just one but all five! All of the Five now stood in his area their purifying light touching every inch of the square that he had so defiantly destroyed. The lights that signaled hope had all returned finally after all this time. His laughter finally began to subside as he let his hand drop back down to his side the tips of his gauntlet's bladed fingers dragging along the ground. "It's not enough." The air grew thick suddenly. For everyone in the immediate area they would experience a shortness of breathe as if the air itself froze in fear of his voice. "Is this all?" He asked calmly. His voice was deep, oddly cold with a metallic like finish to it. He turned to them now, the five who stood united against him. "You will know fear."
The ground shook violently as he concluded his short words. cracks began to form spiderwebbing along the ground with him as their center point. As the cracks traveled further outward a black inky substance began to ooze from the depths. Slowly it took shape forming into a multi headed beast whose body lay hidden beneath the ground. Nine in total each head slightly different, ut all made of the same inky substance. It spit and hissed a violent noise that violated the ears and split one's focus. Origin all the while had begun to walk away. He did not motion to his second in command, she knew her playtime was over. He had left them a parting gift and one last set of words. "What lengths will you go to, to kill a monster?" With that he vanished simply disappearing into thin air leaving nothing but his monster as a reminder that he was ever there.
Their fun was not over. Now that they had all been gathered the fun could truly begin. Run you mysterious five, pray to your goddess for support and light. But remember this, there are monsters that lurk even in the light which are more frightening?
Dante grunted as the mighty beast towered over them it's heads spitting acidic venom that sizzled and spit as it made contact with the ground. He reached up grasping a newly materialized mask. "What manner of Hell has been brought to our world?"
There are two things I have learned in my life, there is something eternal and there is always something to hope for
Maia felt the wind as he started to cut through her defense. I would have to create a forest to stop this one.. she thought and saw that Origin had summoned his monster. "Well... it seems playtime is over." she said as she felt the force of his last attack push her back making her fly. A plant wrapped a vine around her and caught her just in time. She glared at the man since he almost knocked her out because of her carelessness. "Go ahead and play with the creature." she said as she controlled the plant to throw her over the new battle field.
Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 10:23 am
Leon Arcania
Leon nodded to Jedikiah when he asked to fight Maia instead though he wasn't sure if he had seen it. After that he turned towards Sashara to make sure she was alright before turning towards the Origin to see that his and Sashara's combined attacks managed to free Dante which was good news for once. Even Leon however was surprised when the Origin actually spoke, his voice seemingly chilling the very air. When the ground began to crack and shake Leon took a step back for caution in case something happened and of course it did as a massive monster composed of some strange black ooze rose up from the ground by the Origin obviously summoned by him. "Looks like we have a new enemy to face now. I doubt it's any normal monster. Don't let it touch your skin that black substance covering it is likely either poisonous or can somehow spread corruption. " spoke Leon loud enough for the others gathered to hear. Sticking his sword up into the air he then swung down pointing his blade at the hydra like monster as several bolts of lightning rained down from the sky striking all nine heads at once with their furry. He then took the metal debris he had in his free hand and haven curled them into small balls using his electrical power to mold them he then wound back his arm and swung releasing the electrical charged balls with the force of a rail gun into the nearest head to try and inflict as much damage as possible, and see just what all this monster could do.
|| Neoross Xemeron || ||Location; Valeria town|| ||With; NPC villagers, NPC child|| ||Thoughts: Such a pain...|| ||OOC; || ||--Appearance--||
The girl must have gone to sleep early as she had way too much energy, clinging to him like glue. As much as he didn't want to, if he left her in the town she'd just be attacked by those who were corrupted. He'd have to finish up quick and move her into another town where hopefully she had a relative. "Hey..." he said, as she was following him. "I don't suppose you have family somewhere else?" she gave a quizzical look at him in response. "Um, auntie? Grandma?" he gave guesses, but no sure response from the girl. Don't tell me I have take care of you myself... he thought to himself.
He made it out of the house, and the first thing he noticed was the amount of people walking around, people filled with darkness. Crap, time's up... He reached down to pick up the girl, and was thankful she was light enough to carry, before he made his way to one of the entrances. There were a few houses he didn't get to, but if he went to deal with them, he himself might be attacked and lose control over the very thing he commanded. The girl was coming along for the ride, as he brought down the barrier surrounding the town.
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