Realms--Official RP

[GigaRidley]

Naxus followed up his attack with a powerful close-range slash.

 

[Night888]

Night got throw out of the bushes when the explosion hit, he was bleeding from his head a little bit but that didnt stop him. he was a little dazed and couldnt tell who the person was standing there.

"i wouldnt have done that" Night said His whole body went pitch black again black fire ingulfed his body. A huge black fire ball started to grow in his hand . "think fast" Night shoot the fire ball at the person body.

 

[GigaRidley]

"No! Night! Stay down!"
But it was too late. The soldiers had spotted them.
"There they are, men! Get them!"
Richand leapt out of the bushes and slashed at the nearest guard.

 

[Night888]

Night turned around to see the soldiers fighting Richand Night started to wisper something under his breath and then the fire that was around Night made a shape.

It was a black cross at least 10 feet high. It just stood there hovering until Night lifted his hand. The black fire cross took off at high speed towards the soldiers. It hit them, all of them their bodys were ingulfed by the black fire. The screams of burning bodys could be heard everywhere. Night just laughed as he watched the men burn.

 

[bayne]

"Nowhere to go but up."
Naxus jumped straight up out of the spikes, slashing the ones in his way. He jumped towards Drake and slashed him with both claws aimed at his chest.
-MEANWHILE-
Richand was running with Night when he heard footsteps.
"Night, hide!"
Richand grabbed Night and jumped into the bushes.

IC
"Oh does someone want a hug" Drake held out his hands. Just when Naxus got close enough to slice him, two dark balls appeared in his hand which Drake used quickly, slamming both of them into Naxus head.

 

[GigaRidley]

Naxus spiraled backwards from the force of the attack, but boosted off from a tree and came rocketing back towards Drake, slashing with his claws.
-MEANWHILE-
Richand turned to Night.
"Night... stop it! These men don't deserve to die, no matter how wrong their intentions are!"

 

[Night888]

"i-i-i cant!" yelled Night Night grabed his head and fell to the ground. His hair got even longer like down to his writs are at. Black fire was flying evrywhere around him. Night screamed the fire got bigger and larger engulfing Night.

All you could see was a huge piler of black fire. "I CANT STOP!!!!" and with that said Night pasted out, the fire was gone and his hair went back to normal

 

[bayne]

Ic
"dham it" Shouted Drake as one of Naxus's claws dug into his shoulder. The blood started to trickel out of his shoulder staininh his robe.
"Okay now your ready to see some real dark magic. Atrum cruor". The blood pouring out of Drakes shoulder solidified and then changed into loads of mini spikes.
"Not sure if you have heard of that one but that spell allows me direct control of my bloods mass and shape. Of course there is a catch but I doubt you will be interested."
The tiny blood spikes all turned round to face Naxus and then protected them selves at him.

 

[The Storm]

Sekhmet arrived at Negliv, the Drosin Capitol. He pulled up a disguise, and traversed the city, scouring every crevice and every home for the alleged Oric Halgern and his family.

He knew Oric was royalty, and so he headed into the kingdom where they were rumored to live. He executed one of the servants, taking there clothes as a new disguise and searching the castle extently. He walked into a bedroom, young man's room as it appeared, and looked around. War armor, knives and all types of weapons, every imaginable reward from the army, worthless, none of them giving him the answer he wanted.

Then...he saw it. A large portrait on the wall, four people in it. There were two young men, good looking boys at a young age. Then, there was a woman, beautiful, and very rough looking. Sekhmet eyed her greedily. He looked more and saw a large man, very professional looking and wearing a crown. The King of Drosin... Then his temper flared as he eyed one of the sons and recognized his face. It was Oric Halgern in the picture. This was his family. Sekhmet smiled. He had found his target.

Well......three of them at least... He chuckled to himself. The sheer malice in his thoughts would be enough to make Halgern crack. He kept laughing, but stopped suddenly. He turned to look back towards the door, and an official looking man in military clothing, looking like one of the boys from the picture was staring at him. He slowly walked toward the man, neither of them speaking. He greeted Sekhmet, "Servant, what are you doing in my quarters?"

"Hm hm hm...you'll be first..." He chuckled to himself and smiled. A voice motioned him inside his head, do it now... He quickly gripped the man by his throat, and lifted him into the air. The training in the chamber must have helped, for Sekhmet had gained immense power. Unable to breath, he struggled against his strength, kicking and punching. He attempted to call for help, but his grip was crushing his wind pipe. Sekhmet smiled as he watched the young man's eyes roll up into his head. His breathing was erattic, and soon his face turned to blue. He felt his grip overpowering the man. And finally....

Snap! He dropped the young General's broken corpse to the ground, and proceeded through the castle. A old man wearing a crown and a young lady holding his hand, Halgern's family obviously, ran towards Sekhmet and questioned him. "Have you seen my son? He came this way but a moment ago" the woman asked.

Hmph, fools, he thought, they are confused by this uniform. He ripped off the servant uniform he was wearing, and let his long robes flow. The woman gasped. "Y-your....Sekhmet!"

"Yes," he replied, "and now, your mine!" A bolt of lightning flew from his hand into the King's chest, blasting him back across the room and through the wall. Sekhmet's power being so high, the old man could'nt take it. His body was racked with lightning, and his skin charred, sizzled, and burst in flame. His screams became ever more rasp as the fire chewed away at his flesh. Soon, there was nothing left but the smell of burning skin.

The woman, better known as the Queen, let out a horrified scream, and Sekhmet cast a bolt into her chest as well, only enough to stun her though. The bolt hit her squarely in her forehead, making a black mark and causing instant shutdown of her motor skills. He put the uniform back on, picked up her body, and headed for the exit. Guards stopped him before he left.

"What's going on servant!?" he shouted.

"Quick," Sekhmet said in a panicky voice, "Conud mercenaries have assassinated the Halgern's! The King is dead! Im taking the Queen to a healing center."

"Come on men, we must save them from Conud. For Drosin!" they shouted. The men ran past Sekhmet, giving him way to leave freely.

Hmph, he thought, fools... Sekhmet then rushed to his horse, ripping off the uniform and letting his robes drape once more. He saddled the horse with Oric's mother in hand, and as he rode to the new Valentine tower, he shouted, "For Conud!"

Sekhmet rode for a long time...and he finally got to Valentine's tower. Without a word to the guards, he rushed upstairs to Lord Valentine's chambers. He burst through the doors and threw the womans body upon the floor in front of Storm Valentine. He then bent on one knee, and muttered, "My Lord, I give you the Mother of Oric Halgern, Queen of Drosin."

Storm smiled happily as he stood up and gestured the guards. They quickly chained the Queen to the wall, standing up, and she awoke. She stuttered and drooled, then fell back into sleep.

"My Lord," Sekhmet said, straightening up, "We should keep her prisoner, Oric Halgern will likely come looking for his mother, last surviving member of his family, and we should not dissappoint him."

"Last surviving member?" Storm asked smiling, "What happened to the others?"

Sekhmet simply grinned, and Storm grinned back.

"Yes...yes..." said Storm, entranced by the woman's beauty. "Excellent work, Sekhmet. You may retire to your quarters. If you wish, I beleive you can spend your time with Seth Covull..."

"Very good, My Lord," said Sekhmet, who turned and left to Seths chambers.

"Hm hm hm hm, you are a pretty one, aren't you..." Storm muttered in the girl's ear as he stroked her cheek. He kissed her neck lightly, and slowly opened his mouth, letting his fangs sink into her flesh.

Ooc: one of my more graphic posts...what do you think?

EDIT: ok, i changed it to fit the storyline.

 

[GigaRidley]

Richand turned around. All of the soldiers had turned to ash.
"My God..."
Realizing Night had passed out, Richand picked him up and continued onwards.
-MEANWHILE-
Naxus kicked off from Drake, avoiding most of the needles. A few lodged into the side of his cloak tearing it. Naxus landed nimbly on the ground.
"Not bad, human. I guess it's time to get serious, then."
Naxus tore off the rest of his ripped cloak, revealing a red and black bodysuit and feet that looked more like raptor talons.

 

[bayne]

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"Be careful Drake he is not human"
"That much is obvious and that means that body isn't his....... Isn't it my human-chicken cross-breed friend." Drake pushed of a nearby tree and landed on ground. He then pulled of a bit of his cape and wrapped it round his wound. Meanwhile the Blood neddels turned to dust.
"So MR Chicken, i have to ask, aren't you just a little surprised by the dark magic I have been using, does it make you wonder how I know it.

 

[lbu8]

Sekhmet arrived at Negliv, the Drosin Capitol. He pulled up a disguise, and traversed the city, scouring every crevice and every home for the alleged Oric Halgern and his family.

He knew Oric was royalty, and so he headed into the kingdom where they were rumored to live. He executed one of the servants, taking there clothes as a new disguise and searching the castle extently. He walked into a bedroom, a little girls room as it appeared, and looked around. Her pink bed and all her little nick nacks, worthless, none of them giving him the answer he wanted.

Then...he saw it. A large portrait on the wall, four people in it. One was a little boy, the other a little girl, maybe 5 and 7 years old. Then, there was a woman, beautiful, and very rough looking. Sekhmet eyed her greedily. Then his temper flared as he eyed the large man, it was Oric Halgern in the picture. This was his family. Sekhmet smiled. He had found his target.

Well......three of them at least... He chuckled to himself. The sheer malice in his thoughts would be enough to make Halgern crack. He kept laughing, but stopped suddenly. He turned to look back towards the door, and the little girl from the picture was staring at him. He slowly walked toward her, neither of them speaking. She remained still and silent, as if bewitched by his prescence.

"Hm hm hm...hello, little girl..." He chuckled to himself and smiled. A voice motioned him inside his head, do it now... He quickly gripped the young girl by her throat, and lifted her into the air. Unable to breath, she struggled against his strength, kicking and punching. She attempted to scream, but his grip was crushing her wind pipe. Sekhmet smiled as he watched the little girl's eyes roll up into her head. Her breathing was erattic, and soon her face turned to blue. He felt his grip overpowering the girl. And finally....

Snap! He dropped the girl's broken corpse to the ground, and proceeded through the castle. A young boy and his mother, Halgern's family obviously, ran towards Sekhmet and questioned him. "Have you seen my little girl?" the mother asked.

Hmph, fools, he thought, they are confused by this uniform. He ripped off the servant uniform he was wearing, and let his long robes flow. The mother gasped. "Y-your....Sekhmet!"

"Yes," he replied, "and now, your mine!" A bolt of lightning flew from his hand into the boy's chest, blasting him back across the room and through the wall. Sekhmet's power being so high, the poor boy could'nt take it. His body was racked with lightning, and his skin charred, sizzled, and burst in flame. His screams became ever more rasp as the fire chewed away at his flesh. Soon, there was nothing left but the smell of burning skin.

The mother let out a horrified scream, and Sekhmet cast a bolt into her chest as well, only enough to stun her though. The bolt hit her squarely in her forehead, making a black mark and causing instant shutdown of her motor skills. He put the uniform back on, picked up her body, and headed for the exit. Guards stopped him before he left.

"What's going on servant!?" he shouted.

"Quick," Sekhmet said in a panicky voice, "Conud mercenaries have assassinated the Halgern's! Im taking this woman to a healing center."

"Come on men, we must save them from Conud. For Drosin!" they shouted. The men ran past Sekhmet, giving him way to leave freely.

Hmph, he thought, fools... Sekhmet then rushed to his horse, ripping off the uniform and letting his robes drape once more. He saddled the horse with Oric's wife in hand, and as he rode to the new Valentine tower, he shouted, "For Conud!"

Sekhmet rode for a long time...and he finally got to Valentine's tower. Without a word to the guards, he rushed upstairs to Lord Valentine's chambers. He burst through the doors and threw the womans body upon the floor in front of Storm Valentine. He then bent on one knee, and muttered, "My Lord, I give you the Wife of Oric Halgern, Mistress of Drosin."

Storm smiled happily as he stood up and gestured the guards. They quickly chained Oric's maiden to the wall, standing up, and she awoke. She stuttered and drooled, then fell back into sleep.

"My Lord," Sekhmet said, straightening up, "We should keep her prisoner, Oric Halgern will likely come looking for his wife, and we should not dissappoint him."

"Yes...yes..." said Storm, entranced by the woman's beauty. "Excellent work, Sekhmet. You may retire to your quarters. If you wish, I beleive you can spend your time with Seth Covull..."

"Very good, My Lord," said Sekhmet, who turned and left to Seths chambers.

"Hm hm hm hm, you are a pretty one, aren't you..." Storm muttered in the girl's ear as he stroked her cheek. He kissed her neck lightly, and slowly opened his mouth, letting his fangs sink into her flesh.

Ooc: one of my more graphic posts...what do you think?

umm... Storm I hate to ruin a great post, but Oric doesn't have kids or a wife. He doesn't even live in Drosin. If you read my sign-up you will see the he ran away from his family(Mother, Father, Brother) at a young age and started his life in Salfir.

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Oric mounted the Conud horse, remembering the President's words, "We have a suprise for you." Oric looked into the dark corner of the stable, sitting against a bale of hay was armour. It was all black with gold trim. He placed it on, noticing the inside had a slight organish hue to it, Copper.

Oric put it on, there was no armour on his left arm. He wouldn't need it now. A new shield, and spear also where sitting next to the gear. Finally he noticed a ring, with a note beside it.

This Ring draws on the life force of others to create.​

The create what? Oric put it on. The ring was silver with the symbol of Conud etched into ruby.

Oric geared up and climbed aboard his horse. It was a fine white stallon, freshly groomed. He rode hard towards Negliv, hoping his Parents and brother were fine. As he approached the walled city, guards stopped him, "Who are you and what is your purpose here?"

"I am Oric Halgern, and come bearing peace from Conud. It is urgant I see the King and Queen now!"

"The guard held his ground, "Oric Halgern is dead, he is no longer welcome here. Besides we are at war with Conud."

"NO! You are at war with Destry. I am here to stop this war, are you willing to live with the fact that you are the reason both Conud and Drosin with die. Can you take the responsablity of hundreds of thousands of deaths? STEP ASIDE!"

The guard looked to his partner, not sure what to do. "Go on, but Baker with escort you through the city. For your own saftey."

Oric followed the solider through, the guard wasn't kiding. People everywhere were yelling and screaming at him. They blamed this conflict on Conud, too blinded by hate to think logically. Oric counldn't understand why his father hadn't put an end to this. It was foolish to start a war without even consuling the other side.

As they aproched the royal palace, protesters lined the streets. Armed guards stood between the torches and the Halgern Homested. Oric made his way through the crowd and ran all out to his father's chambers, just as he reached the doors he stopped. He hadn't seen his father in years, and they hadn't been getting along when he left.

He opened the door to find both his brother and father bend over a war map in the center of the room. Both men stopped what they were doing and locked years with Oric, too shocked to speak.

 

[GigaRidley]

Naxus cocked his head.
"If my suspicioms are correct, then you are indeed the son of Storm Valentine."

 

[The Storm]

A grin crossed Satra's face, but quickly disappered as the animal began eating raw meat. It smelled horid. Satra spoke making sure to breath through her mouth, "Excellent, my men could use some rest anyway. Is there a place I can stay here? I think this would be a good place to watch our homemade war take place."

Meanwhile.....
Oric Halgern struggled on, slowing inching closer to the Conud border. All he could think about was his family. Sekhmet said he would kill them, and he needed to get to the capital of Drosin to find them. As king and queen his parents would be prime targets and his brother a high general in the army could also be in trouble. Even though Oric haden't spoken to them in years, they were family and he needed to help them and his country. It was time he fought as a Halgern, a prince of Drosin.

Ooc: i looked back on previous posts lbu8, and i found this. So, can i change up my other post to me killing your brother and your father and then your mother is captive?

EDIT: ok, i changed it and saved my epic post. if you like, please reread. Also, lbu8, could you change the last line of your most recent post, because your brother and father are dead.

 

[Shadow*91]

i would find it better if you just edit out that post and instead post a new IC