Realms--Official RP

Ooc: CG, Im afraid you have to redo your entire post. We already got the Drosin Orb, and Negliv was made into a crater. See pg 58 for details.
 
OOC
Some one call for healing.
IC
"I got one alive here," Shouted Tk as he leaned over Oric's injured body. Bill rushed over and instantly started healing him.
"Oh man this guys genetic structure is wrecked. I'm gonna patch him up now, hold him this could hurt a little." Tk held him down and looked around at destroyed battlefield. The soldiers of haven took care of most of the small fry. Sustained minimal casualties but even so Oric was in bad shape and the shadow warrior was gone.
Mean while
A portal oppend up next to Drake and Mark stepped out, Holding the orb. He went over to Siena and crouched.
"Il do this, all of you stay back." The orb lit up as rues appeared all over Marks body. Then he placed his hands above her chest, and concentrated the orbs power of healing.

Oric slowly rose to his feet, using his sword to as a crutch. He looked around at the faces around him, realizing they were the soliders from Haven. He was suprised to find that Drake, their leader was nowhere is sight. Neither were any of the others. Dead bodies layed, slain at the base of Storm's tower and a large crater carved out a huge section of earth were Sekhemt made his last stand.

Oric thanked Tk and Bill and began walking towards the sound of cheering coming from his left. He increased his pace to a jog when he saw that Siana was alive and well. Furthermore, Oric noticed that a glowing orb sat in Drake's hand. Oric's whole body still ached from his fight, but the sight of his compainions raised his spirts. He didn't want to break up the celebration, but felt that they needed to keep moving.

Oric lowered his head and spoke, "Zanaku is dead, his death put an end to Sekhmet and I owe him my life. His death must not be lost in vain. Siana how are you feeling? I suggest we move quickly to Negliv and secure the orb of Drosin before Storm...." his speach broke off. A rider dressed in Drosin armor rode in a panic torwards Oric. His left arm was in a sling and his body looked exusted and covered in dirt.

He spoke, his voice shaking and cracking with each word, "Sir,....Negliv is....gone. A huge fortess passed overhead and with one blast leveled the city. I was happed to be out in the fields this morning and saw....everything."

Oric dropped to his knees, tears filled his eyes. The city....gone? It was his home, and his people. Luckly Oric had ordered the removal of all non military personal after his battle against Satra, but the entire army would have been inside the city. Along with his....brother. Oric tried to wipe away his tears, he was choked with the thought his older brother was dead.

Then something changed. For the first time in his life, Oric's body was filled with rage. He felt every muscle in his body tighten and all of his physical aches and pains subside. Adreniline filled his vains, supercharging his body. he spoke, his voice loud and bold, "You will die Storm. Soon, you will die."
 
The fortress creaked as it lurched from its dormant postition. Its mighty foundation shook as it began picking up speed, moving towards the center of Renit. Storm was gazing once again from the precipace sticking out of the front of the city. His stare was not a frightened one, but one full of confidence and malice at the same time. He stared into the fog as he watched for a sign of movement...anything to give him his bearings. He decided to search energy fields, trying to figure out where the Rebels were.

He found a signal, seemingly weak. He noticed Richand's signal was still in the same place. Hmph, what a waste of time... He cowers over her body... He searched those nearby and sensed two weaker forces arrive. One was already injured, and the other...the other... the other seemed to have Sekhmet's power mark upon him...but still weak. He sensed a conversation, and then one of the men's energy levels escalated as he grew in anger. Storm could feel the fountain of rage he was pouring out, he was in a frenzy.

He then heard a voice, not telepathically, but verbally; deep and full of angry power.

"You will die Storm. Soon, you will die."

"Heh heh heh..." Storm chuckled when he recognized the voice as Sekhmet's old enemy. He then bellowed loud enough for the former Drosin Prince could hear.

"Beleive me boy, it is not I who will die!" At that moment, Storm spread his arms and fluctuated his energy. The fog spread, and Valentine Tower was revealed. They had arrived. The fortress cast a huge shadow over the Tower and Storm peered off his precipace down at the so called "heroes."

He called to them, "So, this is what I have been waiting to see? This is the almighty Force that has been trying to oppose me!" He pointed at each of them, first at Siana.

"So, we have a whiny little girl who can't control herself," he pointed at Oric, "An Exile from Negliv, and," he pointed at Richand, "The Avatar of Light. But you know, you can never be the Avatar of Light as long as you hold fear in your heart!" Storm merely stared down at them. He looked at Oric, whom he could see was fuming.

Storm chuckled. "Awww, did the poor Outcast lose his Brother? Ya know, you could have probably saved him... Had you not been so selfish." Storm chuckled as he amused himself. "Dont worry, Exile of Drosin, Richand knows your pain. Now, at least you two have something in common. You both hesitated. He was responsible for his Father's death, and you are responsible for your Brother's death."

Storm laughed manically. "Come get us if you can, Heroes!" Storm then sent a telepathic message to Naxus, Seth, and Nurgle. Oh boys, we have some visitors on the bridge!
 
Seth was suiting up in his ancient but strong armor when he heard Storms message. He immediately headed for the front entrance, a large golden gate on the lower levels. It opened up to a large flat stretch of land that was still connected to Eterna. Seth stepped forward ready for combat in his armor.

He was wearing a suit of shining silver chain mail. He had on glorious gold greaves on his legs, the knees adorned with silver spikes. On his arms were matching gold gauntlets that went from his hands to his shoulders. Each shoulder had a skull emblazed into it. On his chest was a gold breatplate with a silver skull embedded in it. On his head was a golden helmet with spikes rising from the sides. It covered his eyes but left his mouth and jaw exposed. In his hand was another gold and silver scythe, while on his back was the Eternal Blade shining brilliantly for all to see.

As Seth stepped out, it seemed like a gold goliath had come to guard the gates. He smiled as he set his scythe in front of himself. Seth looked out at the small rebellious group and shouted, "Fear the power of Eterna, the timeless fortress! Cower in front of its might and surrender!"
 
Naxus stepped out, his Shadowheart Armor running at full power. His claws glinted evilly with an unnatural light.
" This is where it ends, you fools! Cower at the might of chaos itself! The gates of hell... are OPEN!"
Suddenly, a bone-white hand punched out of the ground. as the undead creature pulled itself out of the earth, countless other demons began to materialize as well, forming an army of horrors.
-MEANWHILE-
Richand looked on in horror as the army began to form.
"What are we going to do now?"
"You can leave those... to us."
Richand turned around and saw several hundred troops, decked out in the colors of Conud, Drosin, and even Salfir. The general, who Richand recognized as one of Nicklas's former lieutenants, stepped forward.
"We were on our way to storm Castle Valentine, but it looks like we've got bigger problems. I don't know what's going on, but you can leave that army of hell to us."
Richand nodded and took out his sword.
"Thank you. Let's go."
"Wait Richand... I'm going too."
Richand turned around, astonished. Siana shakily got to her feet.
"Siana, no! You're still not strong enough! You have to rest!"
"I'll be fine... besides, isn't this why we started our journey in the first place? To fight Storm's army. I' m going to help."
Richand nodded slowly.
"Just... be careful, Siana."
Siana leaned forward and kissed Richand.
After what seemed like an eternity, they seperated.
"Siana..."
Siana blushed.
"We can talk later. We've got an amy to beat!"
Balls of flame surrounded Siana's arms as she got into a fighting position. Richand unsheathed his sword and turned to face the seemingly impossible odds before them.
"You ready, guys?"
 
Storm noticed Naxus' eyes glowing with hunger. He held his hand in front of both Naxus and Seth.

"No, not yet.... In Chess the Pawns go first."

Storm gave a signal to what appeared to be the undead's General. The demon nodded, its wobbly head nearly falling off in the process. It raised an arm and let out an inhuman sound, which appeared to be a battle cry. The forces began moving forward at a steady pace, closing in on the heroes and their army.
 
Storm noticed Naxus' eyes glowing with hunger. He held his hand in front of both Naxus and Seth.

"No, not yet.... In Chess the Pawns go first."

Storm gave a signal to what appeared to be the undead's General. The demon nodded, its wobbly head nearly falling off in the process. It raised an arm and let out an inhuman sound, which appeared to be a battle cry. The forces began moving forward at a steady pace, closing in on the heroes and their army.

OoC: Magneto, X-men 3. nice choice storm.

IC:
Seth merely smiled and waited. The basic troops of the hellish army seemed to be skelotons with various weapons and pieces of flesh that remained from life. A few other demonic creatures began to come forth as well.

Was this in the plan, Master? I know it wasn't which proves it can change. Please change the plan, I do not wish to go through with it. Seth thought silently to himself. He knew the Eternals would ignore and refuse his plea, but it still disturbed him at what he must do.
 
IC
"Oh that's a lot of them" Said Drake drawing his sword.
"Wait Drake," Said Mark who tapped him on the shoulder. The soldiers of haven dissolved into the army taking up positions.
"Are you still going to go head with the plan." Drake silently nodded.
"Did you find a solution to the problem."
"Maybe"
"MAYBE, what you are going to do, is nuts, it is suicide. DO YOU HAVE A SOLUTION."
"Yer I came up with something, every thing is going as planed so far, well the castle was unexpected but every thing else is. You hold on to the orb of Salfir, keep close to Richand, he will need you guidance. Oh and take this." Drake passed him the orb of Conud. Runes apeard on Mark back when he grabbed it, but they quickly disapered.
"Okay I will stick with Richand, Don't die my friend."
"Wait isn't that part of the plan," Said Drake laughing as he took of flying towards the castle.
Mark went up to Richand and stood behind him.
"Im your backup, I have the two orbs, lets go."
 
Richand nodded and charged headlong into the sea of monsters. They fell swiftly to his blade, but more continued to take their place. Richand made sure not to go into Zodiac mode, he had a feeling he'd need it later and didn't want to spend excess power.
-MEANWHILE-
Siana was blasting back enemy after enemy with bolts of fiery energy. The monsters seemed especially suceptable to her light magic, they burst into ash the second it touched their skin. Siana whirled around just in time to blast a winged bat-demon who was about to kill one of the soldiers. Without time for the soldier to respond, Siana disappeared into the enemy ranks and continued fighting.
 
And so it begins... Seth charged into the battle with his scythe whirling over his head. He sliced up a few soldiers with minimal effort. Without stopping he rushed further into their ranks, slaughtering all in his path. A few arrows were fired but they glanced harmlessly off his armor.

Seth was not merely killing soldiers but was heading forward as well. Finally he cut through the ranks and stood in front of Oric. "You killed Sekhmet. Now I will kill you." Seth brought his scythe down with massive force.
 
And so it begins... Seth charged into the battle with his scythe whirling over his head. He sliced up a few soldiers with minimal effort. Without stopping he rushed further into their ranks, slaughtering all in his path. A few arrows were fired but they glanced harmlessly off his armor.

Seth was not merely killing soldiers but was heading forward as well. Finally he cut through the ranks and stood in front of Oric. "You killed Sekhmet. Now I will kill you." Seth brought his scythe down with massive force.

Oric charged forward with his sword slicing through the lifeless army. Blows glanced off his shield as he made his way forward, dropping many enemies with his blade. The two armys were now mixed together, fighting one on one. All tatics were thrown out, rage fueled the combatents. Oric noticed another man making his way forward, using a scythe.

He quickly reconized the man as Seth, Storm's now second in comand. Seth cleared a pathway towards the center of the battlefield towards Oric. Oric continued fighting his way forward, using every bit of his arsenal to slaughter his foes.

Oric watched as Seth swung downward with all his might, in an effort to slice him in two. Oric used both shield and sword to deflect the attack, and spun to his left lunging at Seth's chest. He hoped to handcuff Seth by attacking right into the scythe. Being a large weapon, it would be difficult for him to block such a blow and take him out of position.
 
Seth reacted quickly by dropping the scythe to jump back. So...he knows the weakness to my scythe. No matter, I will still kill him. Seth quickly ran forward and grabbed his scythe. As he did he flipped it over his shoulder. "This demonic warzone will be your grave Oric Halgern. I will make sure of it." Seth spoke an ancient dialect and a small ball of fire formed in his hand. Seth shot it up into the air. "Kensei no Hoton!" The fire exploded and mini fireballs began to rain down, burning anything they touched. Suddenly Seth dashed at Oric and swung his scythe at his legs.

OoC: Kensei no Hoton is japanese for Power of Flame
 
Oric held his shield up above him to, the fireballs exploded on impact but left Oric unharmed. However the prince didn't see Seth's scythe until it was too late. He shifted his weight forward to avoid the sharp blade and was instead hit by the weapons shaft. It stuck Oric in the left shin, causing him to hoble backwards on one leg. He shrugged off the hit and got back in his fighting stance. Oric fired three arrows in rapid succesion towards Seth, which caught fire flying through the dry air.
 
"Ah, the smell of horror... it fills the air tonight."
Naxus leapt from Eterna and landed on the ground gracefully, weaving around warriors both friend and foe, paying neither and mind. He finally found his target-- Siana Makantes, fending off several of the larger demons at once. Just as Siana was finishing off the last one, Naxus jumped high into the air and hurtled downwards, aiming to impale her. Siana rolled out of the way just in time, Naxus's claws whistling past harmlessly.
"Good, your reflexes have improved... I wouldn't want to win too easily."
"Naxus! This time, I'll be the one to beat you!"
"Go ahead and try, girl..."
 
Oric held his shield up above him to, the fireballs exploded on impact but left Oric unharmed. However the prince didn't see Seth's scythe until it was too late. He shifted his weight forward to avoid the sharp blade and was instead hit by the weapons shaft. It stuck Oric in the left shin, causing him to hoble backwards on one leg. He shrugged off the hit and got back in his fighting stance. Oric fired three arrows in rapid succesion towards Seth, which caught fire flying through the dry air.

Seth quickly raised his arm and two arrows were deflected by his armored hand. The third though sliced past his exposed jaw cutting it. Seth wiped his hand on his cheek and saw that Oric drew blood. Hmph...he's better than I thought. With my Kensei no Hoton going off, I can't use any spells for another minute. He's good enough to exploit the small, subtle weaknesses in my scythe style combat as well. I can see why he was a danger to you Sekhmet. Halgern is strong. So this means I must be stronger.

Seth shifted his hold so he was holding his scythe with only his lright hand. With his left hand he drew his Eternal Blade from his back. He held both weapons in front of himself before drawing the scythe back. Seth dashed forward with the sword held forward to stab. Once he was close enough he also swung the scythe forward at him. A stabbing blade at the chest and a slicing scythe at his neck.
 
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