Akira watched in horror as the troll crushed the guard in it's mighty grasp. There was a deep fury ignited inside her. She loaded in 3 arrows and fired at the backs of the pair. One arrow sunk right into the lower back of the troll. She swore she saw one hit the other things leg. before they could counter attack she ducked behind the various tents and cabins to a new location.
Terravass finally showed himself, standing over 16 feet tall, the lord of chaos was menacing indeed, wearing blood covered armour and wielding an enormous serrated sword he walked towards the Averonians "you destroyed my legions, you are worthy foe's, yet I WILL BATHE IN YOUR BLOOD!!!" the lord ran at the Averonians, they launched arrows into his armour yet they smashed and broke as they hit it, "LEAVE THEM ALONE!!" a voice shouted, Aronus came through the ranks of Averonians, "hehehe is it even possible, your families blood is on my blade" the beast laughed again, "yes and soon you will be on mine" and with that Aronus jumped and using what remained of his tattered wings he launched himself at the dark lord, sending his sword into it, he screamed as endless blood poured from him, pouring out of the hole in his armour, he picked the Averonian in his grip and sent his blade through Aronus' stomach "you may destroy me......but you will not leave....here alive" the dark lord slowly collapsed, Aronus was quickly healed by a group of priests, his flesh healed up slightly but the wound was slightly burned and Aronus fell to the ground, some of his soldiers carried from the battlefield.
The others on the field, the Aquelons and the Gaians cheered, dwarves brought out huge tankards of brew and beer, a great feast was started, however there was a Darkness in the air.......
not long after the armies had started to sheethe their weapons and as the few Goblins and Orcs that were in hiding were cut down a dark prescence was felt by Alcharad, the Overseer and most of the elves were feeling uncomfortable, the dragons and baloths whined as rain started to come from the skies, although the sky was clouded with smoke there was still light but strangely that faded away, the Elves were surely worried at this, even the Dwarves smiles dropped as the darkness krept in, they knew that it was far too early for such night but it came.
Dark energy swirled, a demonic groan came from the darkness, growing louder and louder until in a great flash of unearthly green energy that died as soon as it appeared a Prince of the Dark god came to the battlefield, the son of Torment stood before the Averonian army, the Prince laughed, its laugh spread across the entire field, the Dwarves and younger soldiers of the realm armies fled, their training never prepared them for such a sight, even the Averonians who are usally proud and fearless people cowered before the creature of torment that stood before them, it spoke in its dark, low pitched, demonic voice "so...you destroyed our armies.....you see...my father does not want the chaos lands filled with such beings of the light.......i have come to make sure that the light.......becomes dark..." and the beast laughed once more.
The mighty Baloths were not fearful, the Gaians sent them in with a gesture while they launched blasts of nature magic at the prince, the few realm warriors that did not flee manned the cannons as Alcharad, the Overseer and all the mages on the battlefield conentrated their fire power. The Baloths smashed up against the Prince, even their size did not topple him, he gripped the neck of one while crushing the other with his arm around its body, his skeletal fingers pieced their bodies and they bled, their wails could be heard at far off lands, "is this....what my legions...died from" the prince sent forth darkness from his hands, the dark smoke smothered the elven archers, it melted their bodies and turned their bones into liquid, their flesh dissolved like dry parchment in a fire storm. The screaming elves joined the torment of the tormented faces within the princes body,each elves face appeared in his flesh.
The overseer sent forth his most powerfully concentrated beams and melted some of the flesh of the prince, it fell to the floor and disintigrated into flame, with rage the prince threw round his arm and smashed it down upon the Overseer, he was crushed, the enormous claws of the prince gripped the Overseers dead body and squeezed the blood from it to make sure. The Aquelons maddened to see their beloved Overseer crushed, they sent forth their powers yet it was no good. Alcharad flew above on his dragon and conecentrated all his power into a orb in front of him, the prince didnt notice until it was too late, the orb fired a beam of light out of it, the old Averonian wizard whispered ancient words while the beam seared straight through the princes head, he wailed in pain while holding the wound with his right hand while his left swung at Alcharad, catching him offguard and crushing him in his hand, the wizard and his dragon fell crushed down to the ground however, the wizard had weakned the prince, blinded by the light the prince threw its arms around, sending out dark bolts, the rest of the Light wizards fired their powers like Alcharad did into beams and it burnt the creature, the prince knelt on the ground holding his head as they beamed through it, he sent dark energy from himself, killing most of what was left of the Gaian and Aquelon armies, few of the light were left but they had done their work "NOOO....IT CANNOT BE....FATHER....HELP ME...." the unearthly energy seeped out of the Prince and in an instant he exploded, his soul was blasted into oblivion as well as his body which turned to obsidion stone and stood still. What was left of the light stood silent, they had lost many, but their triumph this day was truly going to be recorded in all the history of all the races and remebered for all time as a great victory
The war of the burning lands was finished, although the Chaos lands were great and huge and this army they fought here today was certainly not their greatest, they had dealt a great blow to chaos and darkness, not only have they killed the material leader of chaos, killed countless Orcs and beasts of Chaos but they destroyed a Dark Prince, a son of the Dark god and this will not be unoticed by higher forces.
many miles from the burning fields, deeper into chaos is the Wall of Chronvenis, it is the height of a magma giant and over 50 metres thick, made from the strognest metal of chaos and covered in countless basilisks who launch fireballs from its great height, this great wall is what seperates the world from the Chaos lands and what keeps all their enemies from them.
The survivers of the war recover the broken bodies of their loved ones, those who they cannot find or those who's bodies are twisted beyond recognition are buried at the feet of the mountain that was once the Dark prince that they had slain, Aronus and some men found Alcharad and his dragon, the Dragon had been broken yet Alcharad was found still breathing, Aronus allowed Alcharads Elf friend, Elidous to take him to their lands, where their elven healing can treat him, although Aronus didnt think their healing was as powerful as Averonian he knew that Alcharad would probably die if he were to send him the long trip back to Telidil fortress.
Aronus said a prayer for his family at the site where Terravass died and then ordered the Averonians to send a messanger to Telidil to get them to send healers and to send for Phellion, the General of priests in Averron, he had the power to resurrect some of the dead, those who's bodies were not disintegrated or completly ruined, there is hope that the Overseer who was crushed and not dismembered or disintegrated could be revived, a group of Averonian builders was also sent, to build a great stronghold in the area of Chaos lands and to build a wall across the Burning fields to stop chaos from escaping their own lands, Aquelons ordered the same and wanted to build their own fortress on outlying Chaos lands nearby. The Gaians simply went back home, Alcharad was to be taken to be healed by the master healers of the elf lands and to spend some time recovering in the forest, away from wars and corruption, he has earnt his rest.
two months later and the Fortresses are built, both armies use Magic to create their buildings and so it takes far less time to errect magic materials and buildings, the Averonians, proud white phelois stone buildings did not look right in the dark, burning lands and neither did the glowing, metalic Aquelon structures, but they made the outlying burning lands soil into a shining hard glass, that was more appealing and easier to build metal uppon and work their magics. Alcharad recovered and healed and now rests with the Gaian people. Chaos and Dark forces have not been seen as much in the later months, the blow of the burning war had sent them back, to reconsider their strategies but the Dark and Chaos Gods do not waste their time and will never stop trying to destroy the lands that the people of the light hold dear.
(well ime off for half hour or maybe a whole hour, ill be back later but this is the end of this war, shame you more or less missed it 🙄 but you would of probably only be killed or mortally wounded, remember this is not the end of the RP, this was just a large war, there are many other dark forces at work in this RP so its not the end, ime afraid none of you get a rank up since u all left the battlefield before the war even really began 😆 )
(grr but now i will tell the story how servus fled)
Servus saw the troll coming and the blood that was on his skin. But that wouldn't last long cause he was very weakened. He felt the terrible explosions but didnt know whats was going on. His eyes blackened and he lost conscious, the troll still loyal to his master said ''master i will now give u my life'' and the large troll fell to the ground. Servus was still not well but he mumbled some words....mumble.... His wounds started to heal and he now looked over the battle field seeing the dark prince. Even though he was loyal to the dark god and such his hands started to shake he got scared cause he knoe when the dark prince attacks he can kill everyone. But the he saw the forces of light fighting him. He thought it's no use he can't b killed but the prince fell. Servus realized that now isnt a good time to be around.
His mind started to clear the darkness that he was bound to was gone leaving him powerless all that he knew about his dark spells left his mind. But his magic was still there. He spawned a long black robe that he wear. He started to walk against the mountain in the far west (wastelands) But while he walked he saw an child by a wounded man assuming it was the little boys father he looked at the boy and said '' Iwill heal ur father from his wounds'' and he raised his hands and they started to glow. the wounds on the old man started to heal and for the first time Servus felt happy. The man said ''thank you for helping me... How can i repay you'' Servus smiled and walked away his eyes turned blue and his clothes changed to white. He was now a white wanderer knowing that even that he was good now it wouldn't change the oppinion of the alliance. He walked for hours until he came to an little village where he built an home whit magic and said to him self ''here i will establish my self....
(i hope someone finds me and chase me that would b fun ok bye(Ishould get a rank i kind of was in the first line in battle and i killed many creeps in the cave so 😇 )
cya and now the war should turn to the chaos lands
( 🙂 nice start for a new life Chizz, but i must say you wont stay safe for long, nor will you Kai, a Demon such as kai who not only betrays his masters but uses white magic as well is in terrible danger, also Chizzle is using white magic and trying to change to white so hell hes going to in for it, especially now the Dark god is angry 😈 )
In the Darklands, the Dark legions poured forth from the Abyssal gates, The Dark God was maddened by not only the death of one of his sons but by being cut off from the Chaos regions, Lord was chained in the bowls of the Abyss, he had never seen the Dark God, he had not seen this deep region of the Abyss, but for the first time in his existance he wished that he had been in league with the forces of light in the beginning, the Dark god tortured lord, his Voice was much like others, deep, dark, with an echoe, this voice not only gripped his body but it touched his soul, every word gave him a feeling of emptiness, every word increased his terror, as he hung, with hooked chains stuck into his bones, he felt something wet on his face, first on the right side, then the left, it trickled, he didnt understand what it was at first but then he remembered, seeing it on some of his victims that he killed, they were tears
A demon shoud not cry, it is impossible lord thought to himself, yet the terror within him and the Darkness of the God was too much for even a demon, eventually the Dark god left, and so lord stays in chains, he joins the others who have betrayed or angered the Dark God, a field of chained bodies, bleeding from the hooks in their flesh and the fires licking at their feet as gruesome reminders of what happens to such souls.
The Dark God sat in his enormous Obsidion Chair, his great wings stretched out and he clenched his fists, his rows of long jagged teeth formed a smile, he smiled becasue he thought of what he was going to do, something he should of done millions of years ago.
The darkness in Servus was nearly gone he had beginned to train white magic that would protect him from the dark gods power. He had blocked his mind and body it didn't work to locate him or contact him. The people in the village didn't know who he was or anything they didn't even know of the great war that have passed or the war that was at bay. Servus Had for seed the war that was coming. Even if the alliance would kill him if they saw him he started to think that he should warn them.
(sorry for double post now but i am bored so)
Servus made up his mind he took on some new clothes and took of.
After some hours he started to see civilisation. He also saw all dead body's from the war, he continued and after a while he saw the white city of (sry i don't know what the avelonian cities name is say to me later) the heart of avelonian. He was earlier then expected so he walked to the library that was at the end of the road. In the library i looked for some old books about the prophecy and one hours search payed off. He found the book called The Prophecy. Written by an wizard that was killed after the book was published but that was years ago....
The god of darkness will attack from the dark realm powered by his anger. The world of light will come to it's end and darkness will rule. No hope nor chance the doom has come. He read....
(now burning hhunt me or something make story float 😎 )
(i dont mind double or even triple posts in this thread as long as you dont exceed three posts in a row, also keep in mind that even the most powerful mages of the light such as Alcharad cannot fully protect themselves from darkness, they are powerful enough to survive many encounters but the larger demons would take a legendary wizard to defeat, taking this into account, remember your only a trainee white wizard, also the Gods in the world of Oaurious are truly gods, Dephalus, the god of light is "THE GOD", the realm people such as humans and dwarves simply called him God wheras the Averonians know him as his real name which is Dephalus, all the gods in this world can create, shape and destroy alsmot anything they want to, if the dark god came for you himself, you could not stop him, but he is indeed bound by the rules the gods agreed to, the rule is that no god can leave their own realm, however the dark god after the defeat his armies took may break this rule 😈 )
Negrafias, largest and most powerful of the reaper demons came forth from an Abyssal gate, ordered by the dark god to amass legions of his demons and to send some to find the wizard kai and the priest Servus, both were wanted by the Dark Emperor for betraying darkness, even more terrible is that they use white magic, this cannot be allowed and so Negrafias prepared his Demonic legions while sending forth small groups of reaper demons to pursue the two renegades.
The Prince of Death came forth through the Abyssal gate, pushing Negrafias aside, "i am here....to....make sure the light does not make fools of us again" the voice did not curdle with blood but was filled with darkness, more so than the prince of Torment who now was dead, "we both will watch over your armies Negrafias.....we will make sure you do not fail retacking the lands of Chaos and sending back the light" said another terrible voice, from the abyssal gate another prince came through, the prince of Hatred, two princes on the world at one time meant that the God of Darkness was becoming impatient and that his power was increasing, "NOW MOVE!!!" the Prince of Death shouted, his skeletal face steaming with dark smoke as he roared, sending nearby demons running to join their legions and even Negrafias reeled back.
Servus felt a strong pain in his heart. He felt the darkness that had come from the abyssal gate. He started searching for a spell book that could help he see what was coming. He started reading in the far seer spell book he then concentrate on a spell that would alow him to c in his mind as far as he like(this is easy to block). His body started to shake when he saw the princes and the demon lord then he felt the prince of hatred looked at him whit his evil eye. He heard a voice an evil voice ''So u r the one called servus, hmm i see that ur in the capital city. HAHAHAHA this will b easy it will b like taking all at once.'' Servus understood that they were looking for him he took act he ran to the throne room where the king of avelonia was ''The demons are coming the doom is near embrace ur self take act''He yelled
(Burning u can either talk as the king or make something weird happen 😛 )
Things were goning well at the new fortress of the light, on the outskirts of the chaos lands. They named it princes fall, after what they had achieved on the battlefield and after the enormous mountain that loomed, reaching for the skies nearby. The soldiers and the main Averonian army had gone back to Averonia, the city of the light, their home. Aronus thought of home but he knew he had to keep the Chaos forces from breaking this line that they had fought so hard to take but he saw smoke rising to the south-east, where the Aquelon fortress was built, he sounded an alarm just as an Aquelon messanger got to him, bleeding all over, the man fell into Aronus' arms "what is it man, what has happened" the messenger struggled to say his last words while blood trickled over his lips "hes.....coming....he is coming....coming", "who is coming" Aronus said quickly but he was too late as the messanger closed his eyes.
Some men took the body away from Aronus, the General got up as he saw a Dark form in robes walking towards the Gate of the keep, the form seemed human, simply a man dressed in black robes but he could sense dark and great power within him "stay back being of Darkness, this fortress of the light stands as a bastion to stop darkness entering this realm", the dark one stood silent, then put back his hood, it revealed not a demon but a man, his face was pale and nearly white, as if there was no blood running through him, his eyes were normal until eventually they had a dark black smoke coming from them, "i am here because you have killed one of my sons, this i cannot let pass without punishment" Aronus gasped but before he could breathe in air the robed figuire moved at such speed, Aronus' eyes could not see anything but a blur, the figuire sent a fist into Aronus, the proud general was sent through the Doors of the fortress and through several walls, the walls melted at the speed the Averonians body was moving, eventually Aronus fell to the floor, burning in flames and rolling to get them off.
Aronus got up to see the dark one walk over to him, "you people cannot take this world from me, now you shall die" the Dark one raised his hand in the air, while smiling, energies came to his hand and he effortlessly touched Aronus on the chest, the Averonian's face was still, he didnt move his eyes or mouth, neither terror, anger or agony, simply sadness and seconds later, his body melted, like an ice statue would in a desert. Aronus stood for several minutes, his flesh and skin melting and dripping while his bones were black and turned to ash inside him and fell out onto the floor, he felt nothing but a feeling of hopelessness, his memories of everything leaving him, the Dark one was destroying his people, so effortlessly, like a child would play with ants and small insects, ripping off legs and body parts as if he was untouchable, they ran at him with swords but he turned the swords onto them, they sent arrows at him which disintegrated as they left the bow. Aronus shed one tear, before his face started melting away, the last thing he saw was the Dark one standing in the rubble of the fortress, the shadowed figuire laughed to itself, just before pulling up its hood and turning its back, Aronus' face dissolved, to join the steaming liquid and flesh on the grounds of the ruin that was once a proud Averonian fortress, this was the beginning of a dark time, the Dark God had betrayed the rules of the other Gods and now God,immortal and mortal alike would walk the same Earth.