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« on: October 07, 2004, 08:32:25 PM »
Cellia bolted through the gates of the city with five others at her side. Her paladin armor that had shone brightly in the sun now was dulled by the shadows. Before them was the most horrible sight that she had ever seen. The earth was torn open and demons were spilling out, many guards were fighting with all of their strength to prevent the beasts from assaulting the castle. Buildings were ablaze, mutilated corpses of evil beasts and fallen men lay mangled about the city. The air was filled with a foul and acrid smell that burned their lungs. The group had stopped dead in their tracks, the amount of dead and the horror that lay before them made them flinch, but it was for only a moment. Quickly they were off to fight the whip wielding Balors, and the more powerful Balor Lords armed with unholy swords. This evil was accompanied by terrible Taskmasters, with the body of a Balor and the head of a Dragon. Hell hounds lept out of the cravass, and unholy priestesses were spat forth from hell. Cellia ran at the nearest priestess with her greatsword, Devine Death, raised and cut the un-holy bride asunder.
"MAY TORM GUIDE MY BLADE!" she shouted at the chaos as she moved behind a pre-occupied balor and the rest of her party had spread out upon the chaos. She sliced the towering demon's leg with her sword that glowed with pure white light, causing him to fall to the cobblestone where she jumped upon its chest and thrust her blade where the demon's heart would have been. With a bellow the balor threw her off with a swinging fist, throwing Cellia to the ground. The beast then bellowed its last breath as the sword embedded in its ribs burned at it like acid. Cellia quickly rose to her feet and retrieved her sword from the demon’s chest. With haste she dispatched two hellhounds and moved on only to stumble upon two fallen comrades. Quickly trying not to hesitate she blinked the tears from her eyes, as her two elven friends lay dead next to her, still gripping their bows. She channeled her anger at the priestess in front of her, causing the priestess to falter in her spell casting as Cellia cleaved off an arm. Sparks sputtered from the stunned priestess’ remaining hand as the evil bride’s eyes glowed red with hatred for the paladin. Cellia thrust her sword into the bride’s stomach, but not before the priestess got off one last spell, sending a fireball right into Cellia’s chest, knocking her backwards. The noise stopped in the paladin’s ears but was replaced by a ringing as she rolled over on the cobblestone, only to be met by the lifeless eyes of Korin, another from her group, his body in a contorted position and pinned under the corpse of a guard. She rose unsteadily to her feet trying to inhale, and then fell back to her knees. Behind her came a terrible growl and she turned her head just in time to see a balor erupt in blue fire and explosion just as her hearing returned. She gave a quick glance to the wizard that was off to her left and Lecturis returned a slight nod before quickly casting another spell at another target. Cellia gulped in a welcome breath that burned her lungs. She rose to her feet and removed her sword from the unholy priestess’ corpse. The flesh boiling where Devine Death made contact. With sword in hand she turned to run back towards the wizard, only to see an unnoticed balor lord coming up behind the busy wizard.
“LECTURIS, BEHIND YOU!� but it was too late, as the wizard spun around the balor struck the man in two. Cellia’s hands tightened around her sword as she charged the demon as it finished its swing through the wizard’s torso. She thrust at the beast that was a good two feet taller then her, slicing it in the shoulder. It reared back and bellowed a fearsome roar that tossed Cellia’s blond hair about her head. The beast swung and Cellia ducked, narrowly missing the large blade that hissed through the air with hatred and fury. She struck back, hitting the beast in the belly, the sword searing it with a white light. The wounded lord thrust his sword, in return with a roar, hitting Cellia in the side, the contact of the sword felt as though it began to suck her soul out. She fell to the ground her wound bleeding profusely. She looked up to the darkened sky with glazed eyes and begged Torm for the strength to defeat these foes. Her body twitched in agony, as the wound seared and tears ran from her eyes. In a weak whisper she prayed.
“Torm, please watch over those souls that have fallen here, and protect those who still fight.â€? She paused as her body convulsed. “And protect this land from those whom wish to destroy all that is good.â€? She rolled on her side and grabbed her sword, holding it close to her. With a shaking hand she touched the inscription on the bloody blade. “may Torm guide youâ€? It felt to her as if he spoke to her mind. She looked past her sword to see Tenya, the cleric, the last of her party, mortally wounded calling out to her. They saw each other as Tenya whispered her last spell then her eyes rolled back into her head.  Cellia, felt her head lighten then her wound cool. She relaxed and shifted to laying on her back as she felt some of her ribs healing.
“I am alone,� Cellia thought in horror. “my friends are all dead, but I must carry on.� Cellia rolled to her side, got up on her knees and looked at the battle around her. She was already exhausted and wounded, but the battle was not over and war had just begun.
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« Reply #1 on: October 22, 2004, 05:26:04 PM »
ooc: *taps toe* I could use a little help around here
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« Reply #2 on: October 31, 2004, 03:46:20 PM »
Sentinel rode in through the broken gates of the entrance to the city on a black horse into the carnage, he wore a small cloth over his mouth to protect for the smell, while his hood covered his head. Only his eyes were seen. Sentinel had seen the smoke far out and had come to investigate. When he got there he was shocked by all the death he had seen, nevering seeing as much mutilation or destruction in a very long time, and a time he would rather have kept out of memory. Sentinel got off his horse leading it with the reigns and in his other hand the Sword of Anawaith. Tears came to his eyes as he found dead women and children and he swore he would avenge these strangers in whatever way he could He came upon Celia and knelt infront of her taking his hand on her shoulder he shook her.
"M'lady?"
He said as he raised an eyebrow. He had found no other survivors only the dead or wounded and he couldn't do nothing for them.
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« Reply #3 on: November 10, 2004, 01:09:36 AM »
being in a daze she jumped when the man touched her, pulling back. Wiping the sweat and tears from her face she looked at the man in front of her.
"s-sorry," she took a deep breath to compose herself. "I am Cellia-" just then the ground began to rumble, Cellia quickly pulled herself to her feet, sword in hand. thirty feet off to her left the earth heaved and shot upwards with a firey explosion revealing a large balor with a whip. She staggered back and redied herself, wispering something inaudible. A prayer to her lord.
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« Reply #4 on: November 10, 2004, 10:19:22 AM »
The Wood Elf turned to face the balor and held his sword up as it flared to life, blue fire lancing down its edge as Sentinel twirled it, going into the Anawaith Trance in which he forgot everything of himself and became apart of the blade, one with it as he charged at the balor, dodging the whip as it came flying above his head he jumped high into the air, his sword above him as he slammed into into the skull of the balor. The fire burned its way to its brain as Sentinel twisted it making the blood and brains pop through the eyes as he pulled it out and jumped landing beside Celia in a crouch, he whispered a small prayer.
"Go back to where thee belong, beast of the fire."
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« Reply #5 on: November 10, 2004, 04:56:50 PM »
Beowulf walked out of the shadows with tears in his eyes from the stench and the sight of the mutilation of women and children.
[/I]Who has the courage to do something so vulgar as the way they did to my own city Talahar.[/I]
He asked as he moved along seeing Sentinel standing talking to a woman.He swiftly turned around as he heard footsteps behind him he drew his sheild and Sword of Aeons in his other hand.He swung the sword with little difficult as he cut the dark warrior down within seconds.
You are not a smart as you thought are you putty little man.
He said as he spit onto the dead corpse.
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« Reply #6 on: November 10, 2004, 08:10:24 PM »
Sentinel was breathing heavily as he unsheathed the sword and galnced at Beowulf and the women. Using the sword required very much energy, straining the wielder of the blade. Sentinel looked back at the women.
"Do not worry, m'lady, I am but a friend."
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« Reply #7 on: November 11, 2004, 02:10:03 AM »
Cellia flashed the man a weak smile just as an enormous din erupted from the same direction as the now slain Balor. She turned her head to see more minions of evil spill unto the city.
"A second wave." she whispered in horror. She quickly pulled some herbs from her belt-pouch and stuffed them in the wound at her side. Se stood redy for the wave, gripping her sword. Skeletons, and zombies and ghastly figures accompanied the demons and undead priestesses.
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« Reply #8 on: November 11, 2004, 06:49:34 AM »
He nodded and pulled out his longbow, he got behind Celia who coud provide close coverage of enemy with her sword and he could fire at them from long distance, protecting him while he fired arrows. He notched an arrow and let it go, it flew through the air and hit an unexpecting undead priestess in the throat.
Evil Is A Faceless Stranger,
Living In A Distant Neighborhood
Evil Has A Wholesome, Hometown Face
With Merry Eyes And An Open Smile
Evil Walks Among Us, Wearing A Mask
Which Looks Like All Our Faces