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«Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 06/29 00:11
Nightmares Past
So, I see there are few rpg stories going o. So, I am starting a new one for fun. In this one, your a creature of any kind( no magican) and you are seeking to the light.

In a world where demons and creatures rule, there are three undercover systems.The sun is gone, hidden by a forever blood moon, and then pitch blackness covers it. This is the light, but it is tainted. Each fight the darkness for their own reasons. Yet, they are formed of nightmares, ones who had tired of the darkness and wished to see the light. Which organitzition will you join?

The Cauchemars: These are the wisest of nightmares. They hold the knowledge of the world for the dark took over. They rely on logic and wit to win. They hide in the forest, a forest so dense that even the evil cannot go.

The Phantoms: These nightmares hide in the shadows, never staying in one place. These nightmares have a bitter hatred towards the demons in charge. They ambush the demons and creaures, leaving cryptic messages. They use skill, slyness and viciousness to win.

The Shifters: These nightmares are the most aloof and mysterious of the systems. They are never seen, even when the 'light' rises. They kill in secret and stalk the ones they hunt. They never contact anyone else, and use the darkness as a cover. These nightmares use quickness, skill and ninja like ablilties to win.

Who will you fight for?
So, just make a up a character. They can be any type of creature, from normal to magical. No magicans. You need to create a name, age, bio( prefferably dark), skills, weapons, physical desription and what system they belong to. So, come join nd fight for the light.

My character:

Name: Angel Chaos

Age: 17

Creature: Part Fallen Angel, Part Seeker

Physical Description: Angel is a tall girl, yet is almost unnoticable. She has blonde, almost white hair, with black streaks through it. Her eyes are deep violet, that glows white when the blood moon rises. Her body is skinny, and lithe, allowing her to move quickly. She is light and dangerous. She is usually spotted( when she is ever spotted) in a long, flowy black dress and a garnished silver corset. She wears a black cape with silver wings on the bacl and knee high black boots.

Skills: Knows hand-to-hand combat and has amazing flexibitly. She also has perfect aim

Bio: Angel lived a normal life with her mother, father and brother. Then the darkness came and destroyed her life. The black evil corrupted her brother, who went insnae and killed her parents. She was forced to kill him, and she forever holds a grudge to the darkness. She now works for her system, leading it to destory the evil. She will kill anything that messes with her.

Weapons: She has a two small daggers hidden in her boots. She also carries a quiver of arrows and a long bow.

System: She leads the Phantoms

06/29 00:12: Edited by «Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 06/30 22:47
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Hope this is ok =]

Name: Archaon, Lord Of The End Times

Age: Unknown

Creature: Unknown

Physical Description: Incredibly tall and broad standing a massive 6,8 and wearing black plate armour he is an imposing if not scary site to behold. A vibrant fur cloak flowing over his shoulders. his helm being a snarling daemons face, mocking those he fights. No one outside The Cauchemars has seen his face for he only takes his helm of when in the deepest and safest of woods.

Skills: He is as one could imagine increadaly adept at hand to hand fighting, combat with any weapon and an amazing tactician that only comes with age. His true talent is that with his blade and shield only being ever bested in combat once.

Bio: An old yet unpredictable warrior who only leads in the time of battle, strife and war. for that is what he was made for. He appeared before the group of wizened creatures that made up The Cauchemars before the coming darkness offering his aid, only asking one favour in return. This favour has not been named nor spoken about since for the darkness needs to be defeated first. His ferocity in battle has been linked to that of an ancient legend and warriors who fight with him have dubbed him the title “Lord Of The End Times”

Weapons: Great sword but due to his size and strength can effortlessly wield it in one hand , he also carries a heavy steel pavis shield

System: Leader Of The Cauchemars (thougth subject to overruling by the council of elders)

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«Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 07/08 02:00
yay
Im thinking of atleast waiting for at least three more people to join, on hopefully eing the leader of the shifters. then, we can start
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*P*James's*E* (31209)
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Posted on 07/11 03:04
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Name: Silvermane
Age: 23
Creature: unknown/mix
Physical Description: Silvermane is a mutt mix of many of the races of the world giving him a distint appearance. He is 6'1'' 180 pounds with small unusable bat-like wings. He gets his name from his large silver mane.

Skills: He has poor hand-to-hand combat and had poor vision. Out of fear of these things he has developed a good, not great, skill with the midranged chain-style weapons.

Bio: Silvermane grew up a slave, his mild looking deforities caused most to fear him or hate him. Under the harsh rule of the overlords Silvermane managed to execute a small rebellion. His tactics and wit gained him the attention of the Cauchemars.

Weapons: Chainscyth

System: Cauchemars
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Posted on 07/12 02:46
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i will be adding to this i justneed a dy totype this up so icall dibs on shifter leader
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Posted on 07/12 04:29
and here it is enjoy this one guys
Name: 6

Age: 3 years

Creature: Xenomorph queen
Physical Description: Ash claims the Xenomorph's skin is made from 'protein polysaccharides', so this would imply a substance similar to Pectins. the Xenomorph replaces its surface cells with polarised silicone, which is a very inert, heat resistant and flexible polymer. This allows the creature great environmental resistance.Attached at the ends of both of its arms are a set of long fingers and shiny black claws capable of slashing through some types of metal. Its tail is long, and can be used as a whip. All xenomorphs have ridges on top, and a serrated toxic tip at the end to sting prey.It stands around 7 feet tall, averaging in at anywhere between 140 kg and 180kg. Its mouth is filled with sharp teeth, but its main killing device is the inner mouth that shoots out to penetrate the victim's brain.The adult Xenomorph is a living weapon, noted for its ferocity and deadliness in any condition. Once fully matured, they have great physical strength and agility. They are masters of stealth; a favored method of acquiring prey is to wait in a dormant state until an appropriate victim strays near, and then drop down silently from behind. The prey is generally blind to the fact that a xenomorph is present, due to its propensity to camouflage itself within its nest walls or the surrounding artificial environment given it's biomechanical appearance.Adult xenomorphs are quick and agile, and can run along ceilings and walls, a skill they exhibit freely whether they are evading others, attacking, or hunting. They can survive in extreme temperatures, are well-adapted to swimming, can respirate in harsh atmospheres, and can survive in vacuum for short lengths of time. Their movement tends to be silent, and they do not radiate heat as their exoskeleton temperature matches the ambient temperature. They also salivate profusely. This saliva is not acidic, though some xenomorphs do have the ability to spit acid, which may come from their stomachs or a special gland somewhere in their throats. This can be used to blind victims, much like a spitting cobra
The xenomoprhs possess no visible eyes.Xenomorphs may be able to detect their 'prey' through electro-reception. This is the method sharks use to detect even the most hidden prey. Creatures with the electro-reception sense can detect the electromagnetic field all animals produce allowing them to detect the creatures heart beat. This would explain how xenomorphs always know where the other creatures are.They are not invulnerable to melee weapons, although such equipment is likely to be destroyed upon contact with its acidic blood, with the few notable exceptions of some. Xenomorphs, in all stages of their life cycles, have been said to have vulnerabilities to heat.




*On a secondary note the queen is also able to lay eggs, which hatch into a Face-hugger. The Facehugger will not hatch until a host in nearby. At said point, the Facehugger will attach it self onto the host, which caused the throat to close enough for host to pass out, but not die. Then makes the host unable to move which make the xenomorph irremovable until the incubation is over, incubation take about 6 - 8 hours. Once this incubation period has occurred the host will wake up only to feel horrible pain as the birthing starts to happen(birthing is described in the back story). Also to help with the birthing stage host are usually Cocooned. Cocooning is a trait used by xenomorphs to reproduce quickly. An injured (but alive) host is dragged away, and a cocoon of saliva and resin is placed over them (their face left free), usually in an area where the Queen has produced a large quantity of eggs, so that the Facehuggers are able to latch onto them easily and deposit a xenomorph fetus in their chest



"back story"
* note this is happening on another planet, everyting will make sense at the end of the back story*

A few hours after the face grabber has laid an fetus into a Yautja vessel. The infant was captured into a glass jar upon birth(birth happens in the chest cavity between the lungs but below the heart, and breaks free through the ribs). A few minutes after birth, the infant is released from the jar and branded with "6"(each of the six xenomorphs born on that day had been r with number 1,2,3, etc until 6). After closely studying 6, during which three months pass and 6 is fully grown. Yautja captors decide that these organisms named "Xenomoprhs" are the perfect weapon to use against their enemy. One day while under study, 6 is in a brace that does not allow it to move. A Yautja captor is running some basic tests on reactions, when suddenly the power is cut. 6 breaks free,grabs the the Yautja captor,stabs the long slick bony tail through his chest, then uses it’s inner mouth to dig into the captors brain to finish the captor off. Once the captor is dead, 6 telepathically hears an order from her queen to release her while the power is off and to free her sisters. 6 climbs into the air ducts to quickly and quietly to free her sisters. once above her sisters she breaks through the air duct ventilation opening and breaks her sisters free. Once her five sisters are free, they break open the door. They start to kill off all of the captors systematically while speedily going to rescue their queen. As the enter the blast doors to their queens holding cell, they see their queen. The rushed to her, only to be blasted back by an enormous explosion. To them the sight was ghastly. they saw their queen blown to bits before them. The explosion was a fail safe the Yautja had in place to prevent them from spreading across the solar system. 6 and her five sisters understood what happened instantly as the queen’s died. As a queen died, all the sisters also did a little inside as the explosion settled. This instantly sent all of them into a blood rage. By the time the Blood rage had ended every Yautja; man, woman and, child; was slain, and the encampment was empty with the exception with the sisters. As the last Yautja was slain a broadcast was sent out for retrieval of the data gained from the experimentation. As the ship arrived, 6 and her sisters had found a way off of the planet BE-136. The Yautja abandoned the sip to retrieve the vital information. As the Yautja was busy, 6 and her sisters had snuck onto their ship an waited for the Yautja to return. After the Yautja set the course for a planet named Saturn in the Sol system. 6 snuck into the electrical systems of the ship and cut the power to the main cabin which, unintentionally, cut the power to the life support systems in the ship. The Yautja died an noiseless death. However itout life support on, 6 and her sisters had to become dormant in order to survive the trek to sol. After about three months in travel they arrived in sol. But things took a turn for the worse, when a small comet had crashed into the ship destroying the engines, an throwing the ship off course from Saturn into earth. It took two and half year for the ship to drift into earths gravational pull. The ship crashed into the English Channel. The ship had floated and beached itself on the east side of medieval England. 6 and her fie it was sisters emerged as apparent that 6 had grown into a queen while they where dormant along the voyage. As they emerged onto the new and infant planet, they quickly set up a new hive underground within the next few months they started to number in the thousands due to the population size of the indigenous species (Homosapiens). As the indigenous population started to disappear mysteriously, The Shifters thought this would be something worth looking into. Upon discovering the Xenomorphs the shifters lost many and held the Xenomoprhs high and almost god like, in the skills and deadly accuracy of their hands and tails. They Instantly decided that 6 (the xenomoprh queen) would be the best choice to shroud them around myth and lore. All the while becoming more powerful in the teachings of the xenomorphs.

Weapons: Tail, inner mouth,sharp claws, Mouth gland (used to spit good sized amounts of acid blood at their opponents, but leave them weakened.), hive mind, and the shadows

System: leader of the Shifters

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*P*James's*E* (31209)
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Posted on 07/12 07:34
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waas this the introto the aliens game?
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Posted on 07/12 20:15
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i think its AVP the game, the alien on that was "named" 6 and turned out to be a queen
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«Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 07/12 20:37
okay, well, we will start. people can join later if they wis
Angel banged her head against the table in front of her. She hated the newbies that join her cause. They have no clue what they get into anymore and then mess up whatever assignment they get. She grolwed when a hand stopped her from another head bang.

"Come, Angel. You know we need to stay calm. I know that the rookies are infuriating to work with, but we need them." Angels co-leader, and best friend, Nash stated. He was the only one close enough to Angel to stop her from killing the newbies.

"I know, but they are so difficult. I need them to get rid of the rebel group. I have to talk to the other Orgnaizations. The darkness is barely being held back. I know the Cauchemars are not going to listen this time. Archeon doesn't exactly like me after the last rookie almost killed a member of his." Angel grumbled, slowly standing up before heading towards the door. She needed to get to the groups before nightfall.

"Let me guess. I'm in charge until you get back?" Nash smirked, as Angel spread her wings. The silver and black wings shimmered, even in the dull light. She nodded, flapping her wings for a bit. She faced towards the way she was supposed to be heading.

"Just keep the idiot rookies training. I have a test for them when I return." Angel stated, before flapping her wngs and taking off. Soon, her friend could not see her as the darkness engulfed her.


(I know it is a suckish start. But, I had to start somewhere.)

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[SG-8]Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
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Posted on 07/12 21:25
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Looking over the latest reports Archaon’s already bad mood worsened. The situation was not good, every time he struck at his enemy he crippled the forces opposing him with wit and brute force. But they just kept coming, they’re forces growing with each day. He looked around the large table set within the deep forests, torches provided light to see the maps, reports and battle plans on the table. His latest camp was in the northern forest, he had with him The Cauchemars elite warriors. He looked around the table at the leaders of different units. His eyes or to be precise the darkness that was his helm came to rested at silvermane. A newly appointed member, who Achaon had been assured has great potential. His thoughts were interrupted at the sound he was dreading, the flapping of wings. He stopped warrior moving for their weapons with a hand gesture, they weren’t expecting someone else.

“Angel” he greeted her by turning around and bowing slightly from the waist in respect. He took a step forward and even though the girl was tall, he towered over her. Though he wasn’t trying to intimidate her.

“I have orders from the council to listen to what you have to say about a permanent alliance between our organisations and accept them if they are in both of are interests, I am to put aside my own feelings on the matter” The words stung, not days ago he had been furious about his warriors almost getting killed because of her members incompetence. Good people getting killed because of others was what angered him the most, no matter the circumstances.
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*P*James's*E* (31209)
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Posted on 07/13 01:11
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The crisp morning mist whisped slowly past his face. It was still cold enough in the morning, the mist light enough, to see his breath as he exhailed slowly, keeping a constant easy rythm. He loved the wet that the mist brought with it, cooling his warm flesh. The previous hours passed so seemingly fast, but now as the moment was upon him and he could hear his prey coming closer to his perch time stopped. It seemed to crawl at a slow pace keeping his prey far away, as if time itslelf plotted against him. Cursed caught upon the wind floated tohis ears as his prey became frustrated and cold in the dawning hours caught in underbrush. His yellow snake like eyes closed listening to his prey get closer. His could hear the blood of his prey crying out to be spilt upon the forest floor. His eyes shot open as the slow prey and crawling time stopped beneath his perch. With a great pull of his chain the blade of his scythe shot from the ground with the speed of lightning. The smell of blood rose up to the tall branches of his perch. He could taste the blood as if his tounge were the metalic blade of death.

Silvermane walked through the forest to the meeting hall. Archaon had called a meet and this would be Silvermane's first time meeting the fabled warrior. Out of habit he ran his hand alot the metal ring-scar around his neck, he did this whenever he was nervous. He was comforted at the though of it being gone, he was his own master now and fought for what he wanted.

Silvermane took he seat before the other warriors and Archaon. He wondered what the warrior would be like, a cruel overlord, benevolent wiseman, or something in between. His sharp ears caught the sound of wings as a tall woman landed behind Archaon. The Lord of the End Times turned and greeted her. Silvermane waited to see what she would do, running his finger on the blade of his chain-scythe, remember his kill from earlier that day.
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«Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 07/14 01:30
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Angel tipped her head in a more formal greeting, before opening her mouth. The boy was tall. He towered over her easlily, even though she was tall for her gender. She winced at the mention of the issuse.

"Aye, I can agree to this, Archie. And I am already working on correcting my teams mistake. A little painful,if Nash gets a hold of them." She smirked, an evil smile marring her face. This facial expression usually sent normla people running for their life. Then again, Cauchemars were too stubborn for their own good. Archeon had sat down, leaving her the floor.

"Fellow Warriors and Leaders of the Cause, we need to ban together. I have seen the darkness and it grows stronger, to quickly. I lose men to it, and I feel that everyone else does, too. If the three Organizations join forces, we may be able to fight it. I know we have some issuses between each other" she shot a glance at Archeon" but we cn do it. I wish to see the day when the sun rises again and we can bathe in true light." Angel sighed, before sitting next to Archeon, starring at the council.

No one spoke. The only sound was the breathing from everyone. This was a big move, for the groups to work together. they had been so reclusive of each other, it was like living with pratical strangers. They needed to, though, if they wanted to live.

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[SG-8]Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
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Posted on 07/15 23:35
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Archaons hands flexed as Angel called in Archie but he let it slide, no point starting a verbal fight over something so little. Though it still annoyed him, his respect towards her though rose a lot at her speech. It herld everything it needed to have, motivation, confidence, charisma and a host of others. She sat down next to him and all was silent for a change, he sighed. After what he thought was an appropriate time had passed he spoke.

“Then so be it” he glanced around the table again before continuing “Are forces have crushed the darkness at every battle but not without losses. Where we lose valuable warrior we cannot replace their numbers continue to grow we do not know why. I propose a team get through their lines and scout out their territory, I open this meeting with that plan, your ideas” Jurak started by pointing out that to get a team through would require a large and costly diversion but agreed with it. Others followed and soon a detailed plan was formed. Archaons eyes drifted to silvermane, who had not spoken.

“You have not spoken silvermane, that troubles me. Speak your mind” he said, the whole meeting attention was now on him.
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Posted on 07/16 02:04
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"What of the Mad Queen, Lady of the Shifters?" Silvermane asked. "What is her take on this 'alliance'?" He looked to the other members of the council in turn, "Her forces ared strong and regenerate quickly, if the Xeno's provide a full fruntal assault of sorts that would be distraction enough. On top of that they would face little cassualties and a minor boost in troops if planned right."
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[SG-8]Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
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Posted on 07/26 23:32
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"wise words from someone who has just joined our ranks. However at this moment the council have decided not to make an alliance with the mad queen and I happen to agree with them. She and her minion beasts are too unppredictable, she may have sentient intelligence but at The end of the day her race exists to do only one thing. The killing and conquering of this world we would trade one evil for another" he said sternly remembering how many good people had been lost too those monsters. They were a terror just like the darkness,something that needed to be killed.

"then if no one else wishes to speak this matter is settled, I will pick the team tonight and we will move north and engage the darkness. Make ready for battle" his last words meaning the meetings end.
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6 becomes aoutraged by Archaon' ill-spoken, hate filled words. 6 hisses, then pounds thoughts into Archaon's mind. "WE HAVE KILLED YOUR PEOPLE BECAUSE THE HAVE ENCROACHED UPON US. WE ONLY KILLED ENOUGH TO GET BY. YOUR SPECIES, HOWEVER KILLS FOR FUN, BOREDOM, AND DRAINS THE LIFE OUT OF PLACES AFTER A FEW DECADES. THUS EVENTUALLY LEAVING YOU PLANET WILTED AND DEAD. WE HAVE LEARNED TO ONLY TAKE TO ENOUGH TO SURVIVE. NOW THIS "KILLING" OF YOUR MEN ARCHAON, WILL SLOWDOWN IF NOT STOP IF YOU CEASE THE ENCORACHMENT OF OUR LANDS. AND DO NOT INSULT OUR INTELLIGENCE AGAIN OR YO WILL NOT LIVE TO SEE OUT THE END OF THE CONFLICT WITH THE NIGHTMARES." 6's thoughts pound into angel's head. "WE HAVE WATCHED AS THIS MEETING PROGRESS TO SEE WHAT THE END DECISION WILL BECOME. WE HAVE DECIDED TO HELP THIS CAUSE FOR BOTH OF OUR BENIFETS. YOU FOR YOUR REVENGE AND TO END THIS REIGN OF TERROR. AND FOR US, A MEAN FOR OUR SPECIES, TO ONCE AGAIN, DISAPPEAR FROM HISTORY AND TIME ITSELF UNTIL WE BECOME THREATENED ONCE MORE." With this being said and the meeting finally over, 6 begins the scouting out where the nightmares gather and how their numbers are increaing. 6 decides to send 4 and a small scouting party with her to ensure that they return and can gather the information needed for the paths that have yet to be taken.
«Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 08/21 06:45
soo sorry for the anscence. school started for me
Angel winced as 6's thoughts ran through her head. Harshly she might add. She had turned to Archaons and glared at him.

"Harsh words you speak, Archie. You must be wise as what you say to people. Especially though who ally with us. We are all endanger here, and we need to ban together. Even i know better." Angel hissed at the careless words he had spoke. She turned to 6 next.

"6, your in no danger from my people. Long have we waited for some light to shine again." Angel tried to soothe. They needed to work together, or all would be lost.

OOC: Im sorry for the shortness. School has restarted for me now. So, I will try to keep up with this as best i can.
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Posted on 08/27 18:45
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Name - Syra Noctis

Age - She doesn't remember

Creature - Shape Shifter

Physical Description - About 5'4, Willowy with Long black oil slick like hair. She has large green eyes, with slit pupils; she has small catlike fangs, and claw like purple nails. Her favorite Shape is a large black panther.

Bio - Was living rather comfortably with her family when the darkness struck. Her father went mad, but kept them alive to torture for several years, until their mother died of it, and her twin sister killed him. She left that day, and Syra never saw her again. She does not even remember her name. She's not sure if she wants to. She has kept to the edge of the forest since then, a rogue shifter.

I'm not sure how long I'll be able to keep this up, Kate when I falter will you lead my character,? You know how I am.
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Posted on 08/30 19:30
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Syra sat, gently swaying at the top of a tree, a sweet breeze blowing through her hair. Too bad it smelled of darkness and death. She sighed lightly, regretting it when decay assualted her delicate nose. You'd think she'd be used to it by now. She jumped down from her tree to the ground, a good twenty feet, and landed softly in the grass. Standing up from her landing crounch she bagan prowling the edge of the forest, singing softly as she did so. She brought up her hand and carressed to gnarled trunks of the trees as she passed.

Suddenly, a twig snapped, and she instantly shifted into her favorite shape. The panther crouched low, hair standing up on her hackles. A dire rabbit emerged from the wood, and bounded away. She gave a coughing growl. Her version of a chuckled. It was just a silly rabbit, nothing to worry about. She contiued her steady walk around the perimeter of the wood, a light inhuman whiser on the wind.
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Posted on 09/04 19:30
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His mind now filled with a rage a leader should not posses, Archaon was furious. How dare such a creature invade his and other peoples thoughts. Then it got better Angel started lecturing him, harsh words! Bah I only spoke the truth. To deal with creatures like that you might as well just stab yourself in the back to get it over with. He tried and succeeded to stop the memories that flooded back, now was not the time. He needed to calm down, to think clearly, like a leader. He ignored angel as he left but nodded to the commanders in turn. The soldier outside new better than to get in his way when he was like this, so they did not greet him.

Walking outside the confines of the camp, darkness filled the forest. He let it take him as he wandered through it without care. He let the rage seep from him, not thinking about anything but the tranquillity the forest projected. He stopped he must’ve been about half a mile from the camp when he did so. He reached up and undid the clasp on his helm, sliding the daemon mask of his head. He felt the slight breeze on his face and through his hair. It was nice. Then his acute ears heard it, the soft padded sounds of footsteps. His head turned and his blood red eyes pieced the darkness, to catch a glimpse of a blur, a shadow of movement. But he caught sight of it no the less. A black panther.

“There are no panthers in these wood” He said quietly on the wind but he was sure whatever it was could hear him.

“who stalks in the shadow” he continued with one hand on the hilt of his blade and helm in the other.
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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 09/14 05:14
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Her lips pulled back over her great teeth as she backed up into the deeper shadows of the trees, her eyes watching every move this man made. Her large green eyes pierced the darkness, a deadly warning emanating from them. Her claws unsheathed and dug into the earth as her ears flatted against her skull.

A harsh loud hissing growl tore itself from her throat. Ah! To go so long without discovery, only for it to end like this, by the Lord of Endtimes, a most infamous warrior indeed. She wondered lightly to herself if he would destroy her on the spot, or take her before the others. Either way she would probably end up dead. Rouges were not looked kindly upon in this world. She lay in her crouch, and awaited her fate as the huge man stalked slowly closer.

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Posted on 09/14 19:19
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He didn’t put his helm back on, it would take to long and obscure his vision. Giving the advantage to whatever was out there. His heart was beating fast, very fast. He’d lost sight of the black panther but he could feel it was about and then his acute ears heard the harsh hissing growl. Was it fear, no something else but he could place it. His red eyes found the bright green eyes in the darkness, they locked with neither blinking He took a slow careful step ready to draw his sword in a fighting stance but soon he was walking around, still not breaking eye contact. He had no intention to kill. He had to talk if he wanted to resolve this peacefully. He sighed, more diplomacy he thought.

“You are no assassin, you would have struck when you have the advantage of surprise. You are no scout for you would have fled already. So what does that leave….” he had to think himself. A wander with no allegiance maybe.

“A wander, a rouge with the ability to become a panther that is unheard of. Come out of hiding and we will talk” he continued in his deep voice with a kindness that surprised himself. Then he surprised himself again by unbuckling his sword and throwing it to the ground in front of him. A random thought popped into his head, what if it is a real panther. Crap.
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 09/14 22:01
Question...
Can I join? Or are you full?
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Posted on 09/14 22:59
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I guess so
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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 09/15 01:05
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OCC - I'm sure you can join Rax.


She jumped slightly at the sound of the sword in its sheath hitting the ground, and surprise overtook. Kindness? In the voice of the one many fear above all others? Form the Lord of the Endtimes? What trickery was this? Her ears came back up into a position of listening rather than hostility. Jumping up from her crouch, she slowly padded into where he could see her. Her shape shimmered and twisted, as she turned back into a female. Her green eyes searched him, and she crossed her arms over her black leather armor.

"What do you want?" she asked softly, allowing her whisper to carry. She was still ready to bolt at a moment's notice. He had realized she was rouge, she was unsure of whether or not this was a good thing, there was no faking her way out of this situation now. She took a deep steadying breathe, and awaited his answer.
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 09/15 03:52
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Name: Isturu Nurmek

Age: He says he's 32.

Physical Description: 5' 11'', brown haired, moustache and rugged beard both very well groomed, broud shouldered, but overall not very impressive muscular look. One eye is covered by a bright red eye patch. Clothes depends on where he's going or where's he's at.

Bio: This roving mercenary is crafty, greedy, and constantly on the look out for magical items of any worth at all. He is most noteworthy for the slaying of demons and the looting of their many items. This perfectly fits his claims as a Phantom. Anyone who knew any better knew that he had his own agenda and served an unknown master. Some creatures dispute whether or not he really is a Phantom....

Skills: Silver-Tongue and Quick Reflexes.

Weapons: Many. He loots almost every weapon from any slain foe. Most often seen with a longsword with a blue blade and golden hilt. His variety of magical items is unmatched.

System: Phantom, but with enough money, he will work for just about anyone.



Isturu wore black tonight. It not only help hide him from the night, but fit his mood.

The leaders of the Light Seekers (as he has come to call them), are coming closer and closer to coming together. This would cause complications and ruin a couple of his plans.

He leaned across the dark shadow of a maple tree, watching the road for his spy. His small camp, supplied enough for two, just a dozen feet off the road. A boring and otherwise meaningless mission to spy on the Light Seekers. He could've easily sent any man to do it. But he needed a break from negotiations. He hated talking to Demons. He'd rather kill them.

Which got him in negotiations in the first place.

He needed info on troop placements and treaties. Any and all. Usual stuff.

He waited in the cold darkness of the night. Hardly chilled, his black demonskin trench coat (perfect for hiding stuff in) swayed in the breeze, but kept him warm.

He should've been here by now, he thought.

The man was green, though. Bursting with pride about finally getting an assignment, he nearly exploded with joy with news that Isturu Nurmek was accompanying him.

Isturu reached into his pocket and brought out his magical clock. Only one hand on the antique looking clock, it was named Greenie, at the moment. The many areas of the clock, usually numbers, were replaced by states of being. Sick, worried, late, irate, excited, on task, and other such states.

It was currently at the 'Dead' state.

"Seriously?" he sighed, tone full of irritation.

"Fine, I'll do it myself."

He pocketed his watch and began walking down the road, straight for the entrance to the Light Seeker camp.

Because Isturu negotiates. Spying is just more convenient.
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Posted on 09/15 18:33
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OOC: this post is bad but it was all i could think of

He breathed a surprised breath as the panther emerged from the darkness only to transform, meld into a beautiful woman in light leather. Her eyes were still slit like a cats he noted. He wondered what she thought of him, with his red eyes and such. when she spoke it was a whisper that carried itself, the voice itself soft. What did he want he wondered, he had to stop himself from thinking such thoughts because they brought the anger, the pain, the need for vengeance.

“What I want is....”He stopped himself, again he had done something without thinking, his fingers clenched into a fist before relaxing. He regained his composure, he hoped his emotion did not show on his face. He smiled with a warmth that he hadn’t felt in years.

“To talk of an alliance, Over dinner perhaps” He made what he hoped as an inviting gesture towards the camp. He wondered what his personal guard would think if he walked back to his tent with a panther.
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 09/15 22:18
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"Isturu Nurmek of the Phantom Organization." Isturu said flatly to the armoured guard.

"Business?" the steel covered soldier asked.

"To speak to your leader, the Lord of End Times."

"Are you alone?"

"Sure am."

"Go on through."

Isturu nodded politely to the guard as he jaunted on through the camp gate. He saw his fortune grow sweet at such an easy entrance. Good, he can have a decent day today.

After asking another Cauchemar soldier for directions, he walked before the tent of their Leader. Approaching, a guard stopped him.

"Business?" the halberd holding tank growled.

"To speak to your Leader." Isturu answered.

"He is away at the moment. Please wait until he returns."

"As you wish." Isturu said, patiently. He turned and stood over at a nearby weapon stand and decided to admire the shiny Cauchemarian steel he rarely gets to see, awaiting the Lord of the End Times.

Usually Isturu got crafty, lithely dodging and ducking and sneaking and using magic items of every sort to listen in on conversations.

Trying that against a Leader is almost suicide. Isturu tried it and by the luck of the fates, escaped unknown.

No, he patiently waited for Archaon to return.
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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 09/17 20:06
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She touched her fingers to her lips, eyes on the man as she comtemplated. Dinner sounded wonderful, but what was he planning. Her instincts screamed danger, but she let her mind have control for once.

"Alright, I will come with you, but," she said, holding up a finger, "I need your vow. I need to know I will not be in danger or captured."

She studyed him with critical eyes.

"Do we have an accord?" she asked, one foot behind her, ready to shift and dart away.
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Posted on 09/17 23:47
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A cautious step to make him vow her safety, a more devious mind would just lie. However Archaon lived by his word and at this instance his vow would be given. He sometimes liked it that he could be read so easily, though times were rare. He placed his armoured gauntlet to his shoulder in a warrior promise.

“You have my word that no harm will come to you while you are in my hospitality and that you are free to leave whenever you like” he finished , the woman or whatever she was nodded pleased with his answer. He picked up his sword and to his slight amusement the woman suppresses a flinch. After finishing buckling the huge sword onto his belt he clasped his helm back onto his head and turned back off to the camp, the quick journey was silent not a time for talk just thought. As he got in sight of the sentries they realised it was him however they were surprised that he was with someone else. With a nod He told them that it was okay, most of the soldier were looking at the woman following him. But none asked why out of respect. Vraal one of his personal guards at his tent mentioned that Archaon had a guest so to speak.

“Please make yourself comfortable” He said politly pointed to the huge tent before continuing “ I have Business to attend to” He walked off to where Vraal had pointed out Isturu Nurmek. More negotiations. He’d have enough of them for one day.

“Isturu Nurmek” He said to the man “speak quickly and plainly. What personal business do you have with me. For the leader of your organisation has already negotiated an alliance”
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 09/19 02:53
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Isturu had trained himself to keep himself calm and quick of tonugue, and it took every once of it not to leap in surprise and disappointment. Archaon not only spoke with Angel, but negotiated an alliance!

If that wasn't enough, a woman with the attributes of a cat. Doubtless a shapechanger.

"G'day ma'am. Pleasant night, isn't it? Isturu greeted the Changer.

"Well!" Isturu breathed, turning to Archaon, "I see our leader saw fit to go through with talks herself. Such a strong willed creature, perfect to lead us." Isturu thought fast, for he could all but feel The Lord of End Time's impatience.

"Seeing as how you are now our trusted ally, I now give unto you my services. I must speak with the crafty shapechangers after our chat. Commander's orders, you understand. But give me any task and I shall complete it. We are the best at infiltration, and I can basically walk into any place in the Darkness without any immediate injury. Dipolmatic status, you understand." Isturu said hastily. Angel, or one his commanders, would've told him to anyway. Everyone seems to have a case of Light Seeker this decade.

"I shall bother you no more. Do you have a task for me or shall I depart?" Isturu ended with, wishing he had a hat right now.

Everything's just falling apart today.
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Posted on 09/19 03:20
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Syra walked around the large tent slowly, feeling the material with her hands. Such an alien feel compared to the tree trunks she had just been dwelling among. She shrugged and shifted back into a panther, she was more comfortable in the form within such an alien environment. She sighed softly and debated on what to do in this large tent while waiting for him.

Sleep sounded good right about now. She curled up in the middle of the tent, and very lightly napped. Both ear subconsciously pricked up, she would wake instantly if anyone stepped too near the tent. Humming with tension on the inside, she awaited his return.

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Then you have to stop and ask yourself; Is it edible?

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[SG-8]Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
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Posted on 09/19 17:10
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Archaon was weary about this man, Isturu Nurmek. The man seemed to conceal his emotions very well and seemed he could do the opposite with the same ease. Not for the first time Archaon was glad that his impassive helm held no emotion. He breathed in and out heavy, these was something wrong but he could not place it. He nodded to the man in respect before turning on his heal and walking away, there was no more to say. His great wolf fur cloak waved dramatically as he did so, walking towards his tent he stopped to talk to Vraal.

“Inform Angel about Isturu Nurmek there is something wrong about this, also food is needed if you would be so kind my old friend” He asked, Vraal only smiled in return before walking off. Halberd in hand. Archaon walked inside his tent, noticing that the woman had turned back into the panther and seemed to have been asleep. Her eyes opened as he entered, the panthers body seemed to tense for a moment.

“I shall not be a moment, food is also on the way though don’t aspects anything grand i eat what my troops do. But I guess it better that raw rabbit” He said as he went into a sectioned part of his tent where he took of his armour and donned a black robe, with a large hood though he didn’t pull it up. he went back into the other part of the tent and sat down at the small table regarding the shape shifter.

“Do you not despise me, most people think that because I’m half daemon. That I'm as evil as they are” he inquired. His red eyes, fang like teeth and small horns slowly growing on his temples ensured that he was demonic. then he realised.

“Forgive me, I have not introduced myself. I am Archaon. May I inquire your name?” He said as he tried not to display his embarrassment.
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«Ì¤Á»PhantomHive (39995)
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Posted on 09/20 12:39
super sorry! band takes up any time i have
Angel just snarled in the direction Archie left in. He was going to throw a tantrum now, that he had been called out. She didn't feel like sticking around, so, with a bow, she took off. She jumped out the nearest window and let her wings carry her.
The sky was a pale red, like water downed blood. Angel shuddered, and tried to remeber a happier time. When the sky was blue and nightmares only lived in dreams. She floated on, looking for the newest 'rookie' of her group.
The she spotted him(OOC:sorry, ive got nothing) down below. Her eyes flashed white with annoyment. He was supposed to be finding a new recruit, but, looks likes he was making friends with Archie. Angel floated down, and landed softly, a few feet away from them.
She stalked up to the group and hide in the shadow of a tree. She was going to rip into Isturu before he said a thing about the Phantoms. And, looks like Archie did something to piss him off, too.
"Isturu, why must you torture Archaon like you do?" ANgels said, but threw her voice so it came from the other direction.
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 09/20 22:50
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Isturu watched Archaon turn and leave without so much as a response.

Worked for him. He had some running around to do now that he gathered all this information.

"Isturu, why must you torture Archaon like you do?" a famaliar voice said from his right side.

Seriously?

Freezing on the spot, Isturu answered calmly, "I was merely coming to negotiate, Great Leader." Isturu didn't move, making himself as easy a target as possible. Thus, as a minimal of a threat as possible. "Seeing as how you've taken care of that yourself, excellently done by the way, I no longer see myself needed here." Isturu continued.

"You remember the Demon Camp I was attempting to infiltrate?" Isturu asked, knowing his Leader would remember his prior 'negotiations', "I have gotten access. Limited, but still access. I came here to gather information I was lacking and was ready to go forth immediately and finish. Unless you have a plan greater than mine. Should you, I will take care of that task instead." Isturu finished.

Isturu cursed his luck, today. He decided that he needs to learn to walk faster. Leaders just aren't the kind of people one should encounter regularly. Especially Light Seeking ones.
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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 09/21 00:05
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Syra, pulled herslef up into a standing position, streaching as she did so. Lean muscle rippled as she stalked toward Archaon. She admitted to herself she was showing off a bit. She morphed back into her human form.

"I thank you for the food, I'm sure it will be better than raw rabbit, or deer," she said lightly, bouncing restlessly on the balls of her feet, "My name is Syra, and everything has a choice in life, even the daemons." She took her place at the table, a bit stiffly, it had been a long time since she had eaten cooked meat at a table.

"Why have you brought me here?" She asked with no malice intent.
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[SG-8]Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
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Posted on 09/21 20:27
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Archaon chuckled lowly and with some humour, most people are not so open minded he thought but anyway back to the matter at hand then. He looked Syra over again, he nodded Before he spoke.

“I am staging an offensive tomorrow however I am sending a special team behind the darkness’s lines to scout out potential weaknesses. A shape shifter such as yourself would a great addition to this team, so I guess this is kind of a recruitment” he didn’t smile, he hadn’t mentioned to the commanders that he would be joining this team instead of leading the battle. He watched to see the darkness for himself once again.

“If you do join, your payment shall be anything within my power.” He said almost businesslike, though he suspected that Syra price would not me mere coin. And that even if she wanted to join. Typically as he finished and before Syra could answer, Vraal walked in with the food. Archaon glared at Vraal as he noticed the food, roast duck with all the garnishing, bread and other stuff that a normal soldier wouldn’t eat. Vraal gave a, I know you hate me smile. Vraal was one of Archaons oldest friends also one of the few that knew he was a daemon. He left without a word.

“Bastard” Archaon mumbled half heartedly before digging in.
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«©»Vivi (38094)
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Posted on 09/23 02:36
Yay I wanna join.
Well hey there. sorry i didn't join sooner. i kinda forgot my password. Any who, i'm here now!


My character:

Name: Aquilla Tithe

Age: 16 or 17

Creature: Part elf and part fey

Physical Description: Aquilla is tall with short black hair. It's shaggy and has random intervals of pink. She has sea blue eyes and they flash gold in the new moon. She has pointed ears and is major flexible. She is quick like an arrow, so don't get in her way. She has golden and pink wings which she tries to keep hidden. She wear leggings with black boots. she wears a blue shirt the is some what tight fitting. She hates dresses and skirts.

Skills: Knows hand-to-hand combat and uses a bow mostly. She will also improvise with anything near.Very flexible and sneaky. She is known for thievery and getting away unharmed.

Bio: Aquilla lived alone after the darkness set in. Her parents left her thinking her magical side would make her insane. She traveled alone, but soon looked for the Phantoms, which her cousin/best friend led. She needed someone to rely on, since everyone she knew, she couldn't trust. Most had tried to kill her, others had turned on her. She preferred to be alone, but now was ready for life.

Weapons:Arrows, small sword and what ever is close.

System: Phantom, but is normally referred to as a thief.
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Aquilla stepped into the bar and removed her cloak. She was in search of one named Nash. She suddenly spotted him in a corner with what she guessed were rookies. She approached them.
"Hi, are you Nash?" She asked him. He turned at her then gave a quick nod.
"Well I'm Aquilla, I'm here looking for Angel. Do you know where I can find her?" She questioned him.
"Why you lookin' for Angel?" He asked giving her the evil eye.
"I'm her cousin, I'm suppose to help with rookies." I explain. His face lit up suddenly.
"Oh! Your the famous Tithe she was always talking about." He smiled, standing up and giving me a hug. I felt slightly awkward.
"Yes, we were quite close. Now where is she?" I asked again.
"She went to talk to Archaon. She should be back soon." He replied sitting down.
"Alright, do you mind if I join you until she gets back." I inquire, sitting down as well.
"Not at all Miss Aquilla, not at all." He replied.

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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 09/23 06:08
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Syra chuckled as the man who brought them the fancy food left. It was obvious they were good firends. She ate small portions of the duck as she considered her answer. To fight against the darkness would be quite the adventure, a little excitment would be welcome right now. This duck really is wonderful.

"I agree, and will fight with you. I need no coin, only your word. When the time comes, and the time shall one day come, I will not be hunted by you, or anyone under your command. I ask that when the day comes, and I vanish, that I am not looked for. Can I have that from you?" She asked, peering up at him.

When that time came, they did not need to come for her. She would have to face her demons alone.
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Everyone stand in awe at the amazing bouncing ferret.

The best blue dye is from evenly stomped smurfs. Caution: Will stain socks.

Then you have to stop and ask yourself; Is it edible?

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Posted on 09/24 00:28
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(OOC couldn't think of anything)Archaon brow furrowed slightly. To come on an adventure and then disappear and have no recognition from it. Strange but it was not his place to judge and he needed good people so he would have to agree. He finished the overly posh meal, before replying. That reminded him to go have a chat with Vraal about some things.

“You have my word, If that is all you want” he said simply before standing and pulling his huge hood over his face. Nothing then could be seen of it, only red eyes.

“I have business elsewhere for the whole night, so you can stay in my tent” He smiled beneath the hood, he had no real personnel belonging.
Those few he had were in a chest were of no real value. Though his swords was his prize but he didn’t leave that, it was safely at his side. He left the tent before she could speak or refuse. He paused outside to talk to Vraal.

“No harm must come to the woman Vraal, no matter the cost and she may leave at any moment. Is that understood” Vraal inquired in return “Did you give your word?” Archaon nodded knowing Vraal knew what it meant. Then he began the journey to the council of Elders, it had been a long day and an even longer night.
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 09/24 00:45
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Silence.

"Angel?" Isturu asked, uncertainly.

Only the wind through the leaves and chirping crickets answered his uneasy question.

"Hrm. Well then. I guess I'll....you know. Go." Isturu spoke to the eternal darkness of the night. He made his voice appear as uneasy as possible, showing confusion. Just in case.

He continued to walk down the shadowy path, the moonlight providing hardly enough light to see this evening. No stars shone either, a cloudy, cool night.

When is it not?

Alrght, time to go see some friends. Isturu thought, gloomily. It is custom among civilized peoples to not bring down your wrath upon the messenger, but Demons aren't exactly known for their self control. Isturu needed them alive to keep the Light Seekers at bay, but at the end of the day, it was himself that he treasured most.

If he did need to kill them, he'll cope.

Isturu reached into the left pocket of his black leather cloak, deep into his trove of magial goodies. Up to his elbow into his pocket, farther than one might think, considering the length of the coat, let alone the pocket, he pulled out a disk of red porcelain.

He tossed the disk onto the ground and, as one would think it would shatter, it burst aflame! The flame, tiny as a candle's at first, grew into a monnster fire. Then, a mighty steed of flame burst from the center, and trotted out toward Isturu.

"Good horse." Isturu said calmly, approaching the fiery horse. "Time to ride for a while." he said, hoisting himself on the steed. The flames from the beast licked his clothes and legs, but none of them burned.

For he was the summoner.

He then turned his mount in the direction he was walking and started into a light gallop toward the Demonic Realm.
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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 09/28 19:50
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Syra stared at the tents exit for a moment, puzzled. Shrugging her shoulders carelessly, she decided to stay for the night, debatably safer and mor comfortable than the woods, it would be suitable. Besides, if she left, how would they find her? He had vowed not to hunt her. She surveyed the tent, wondering to herself where to bed down. There was a large rug in the center of the tent, a small bed with a chest at it's end off to one side. A table and chairs were off to the opposite side. She picked the safest and most secure rout she could think of.

Because of it not being her usual form, it took some time and concentration, but she finally managed to shift into a cat. It was similar enough to a panther she shouldn't have too huge of a problem shifting straight into a panther without turning human first should she feel the need. She tucked her clothing safley away in a shadowy corner of the dimension of which she pulled matter, or stored it, when shifting. She crept under his bed, and quickly inspected the area, looking for bugs or snakes. None found, she curled into a furry ball up next the to the leg of the bed, on the northern end.

She gazed out from under the bed for a very long time, waiting for an inturder. Seeing none, she slowly allowed her eyes to drift shut, and her breathing to deepen. For the first time in a very long time, she allowed sleep to full take over, as she slipped into the dark.
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[SG-8]Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
Posts: 536
Posted on 09/30 23:12
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Archaon walked back through the camp just before dawn and their was movement everywhere. The force getting ready to move. The talk with the elders had gone as expected, very long. His hood still pulled tight over his head soldiers greeted him without caring that he kept his face hidden. At first when he started to command The Cauchemars they hated him and many rumour went around about why he didn’t show his face but over time they had accepted him. He returned their greeting kindly and hoped the best for them. He reached his tent, Vraal still outside eagle eyed as ever. Like Archaon, Vraal didn’t sleep much.

“Let the commanders know my scout team will be leaving now. Oh and anything bad happen while I was away?” Vraal shook his head and replied “Nothing from the lads and no a sound from your mystery guest, on a side note you bring a nice girl into your tent and then leave her” he said with a wide grin.

“Vraal…shut up” he said quite loud with a scowl. He walked in to his tent and at first didn’t see Syra at all, until he saw the a cat under his bed. He couldn’t tell whether she was asleep or not so he tried to put his armour on as quietly as possible, which was impossible. He quickly went to his chests and withdrew all the items, a couple of opened letter, a few other bit and finally a small silver pendant with a green crystal in the centre. He stared at it for a while before putting it on, the silver standing out on his black armour. He donned his helm and picked up his huge shield.

“We leave soon, Syra” He said simply as he exited the tent.
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«Ì¤Á» «Returning Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 10/01 05:38
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"They are coming?!" the enraged demon shouted, looking as out of control as ever.

"Yes. Is there an echo?" Isturu sighed, impatient.

"Don't you even start, filthy creature. Not many of you left now, are there?" the demon laughed, grinning.

"Shut up. What are you going to do?" Isturu answered flatly.

It was hardly dawn at a Demonic Border Camp on the edges of the Demonic Realm. Already the terrible screams and shouts of monsters unregistered bellowed in from the camp. Isturu hated being here.

"Like I would tell you, creature." the demon spat in response. Despite his violent response, he walked back toward a crude chest of armour and weapons. "We prepare for the onslaught, warn the Overlords, and concentrate forces on the Border to engage an immediate counter-attack." the demon spouted off, actually sounding organized.

As he should, considering he's the Commander here.

"All well and dandy. My reward?" Isturu asked, quite indifferently.

"Last of your race, bound to mercenary work? Despicable." the Demon Commander growled, shaking its ugly, horned head.

"Shut up about my race already. My reward?" Isturu asked more agressively, reaching inside his coat.

"Fine! Here! A Ring said to oliterate entire towns, boots that we found in a ruin (Don't give me that look! They glow blue!), and a quiver of Constant Change." the demon grumbled, throwing each item to Isturu.

"What does the quiver do?" Isturu asked, catching the quiver, and looking it over.

"Every arrow does a different, and random, magical effect. Very useful."

"Why give it to me?"

"Our last guy blew up the entire area over a ten mile radius. Overlord said to toss it."

"Ah. And the boots?"

"Dunno. Haven't figured it out yet. They glow blue, though."

"Eh."Isturu replied, kinda tired now. He stood up and bid the Demon goodbye. "You have anymore jobs, just send a courier to my contact!" Isturu said, walking out of the tent.

"Yeah! Hey, thanks for the info! Time to show those pathetic Nightmares just what real horrors are made of!" the Demon laughed after Isturu.

Eh, whatever. Wasn't Isturu's problem anymore. Let them destroy the entire land for all he cared.

He was going to try on those glowing boots of awesomeness.
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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
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Posted on 10/02 03:18
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Syra sighed and got to her feet. She had at last gotten some comfortable sleep. No back aches, and no attacks. it was debatably the best sleep she had gotten in a very long time. She wondered momentarily on where they were going, but decided she didn't care enough to phase, and would ask when they got here, or when the need to phase arrived. She trotted out the door, tail raised high, and looked around for Archaon. Not seeing him, she walked around a bit, carefully avoiding being stepped upon and scooped up. Locating Archaon she walked over to him stayed on his heels.

Looking around in a rather bored fashion, she began wondering, who is above him in command. What land is this army marching for? What land are they marching against? Why? She let a small meaningless hiss roll from her throat. Questions, rendering themselves meaningless and irritating at the moment. She pushed them to the back of her mind for later disscusion.
Immortal Army, Obvious Supremacy

Everyone stand in awe at the amazing bouncing ferret.

The best blue dye is from evenly stomped smurfs. Caution: Will stain socks.

Then you have to stop and ask yourself; Is it edible?

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°GoH° James's (31209)
Posts: 521
Posted on 10/25 14:18
Not too sure where to enter... lol
Silvermane walked up to Archaon's tent and stood quietly until waiting for the general to emerge. Silvermane had spent a great deal of time prepairing for the upcoming mission. It would be the first time he actually fought demons in their territory, he was a little nervouse and wondering if others could tell he was sweating under the mask he put on.

The light ceramic mask portrayed the face of a great cat, to compliment silvermanes great mane. He didn't like the random blotches of fur and scales on his face and knew it made him ugly. He felt more demon than anything and hated himself for. He looked around and wondered if the others hated his appreance as much as he did. He wondered if they knew demonic blood ran in his viens with everything else. He was tainted.

This would be a chance to show skill in front of his leader, if Silvermane could do it right. He could not fail in this mission! Archaon would be counting on him. He would be leading the troops into battle while he scouted the terain with the others of his group.

Silvermane shifted his weight from one foot to the other, "How long till Archaon gives us the order to leave?" he wondered. He would impress Archaon in this! Silvermane had to.
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°GoH° Kerrigor The Lost (39046)
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Posted on 10/25 23:28
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Walking out of his tent Archaon was surprised to find silvermane outside it. Looking into the ceramic mask Archaon was reminded that he was not the only one that wore one, he wondered why. But like himself silvermane had his own reasons to wear one just like myself Archaon though.

“Are you eager for the coming mission silvermane?” It was rhetorical, Archaon could see it in his stance and he continued “It is good you are here though, we leave at first light and you are point man. Your job to warn the rest if we walk into anyone and to keep me from being too loud” he joked but it was true. Archaon with his huge form and armour was not very good at stealth. Looking back he saw Syra following him. He hefted his huge shield and realised he hadn’t practiced for days

“ Can for combat practice before we leave silvermane?” he asked
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°GoH° James's (31209)
Posts: 521
Posted on 10/26 00:13
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Silvermane was glad he had his mask on to not only cover his face but the expression it held as well. 'We?' He thought as his jaw dropped.

"Uhh... Master Archaon, umm...." Silvermane had never been good with words or people, but he was sure military leaders "lead" their men.

He quietly followed Archaon to the training field. The man was massively intimidating with his great blade. Silvermane eyed his Cainscyth wearily, turning it over in his hand. He had fought his oppressors, who he had at one time he thought mighter than he. Archaon.... The general was huge, certainly bigger and stronger than himself.

Silvermane did have reach however, a good four meters. 'would that be enough?' Archaon's muscles were huge as well, he would be fast, but he did have the bulk of armour.... Armour? Silvmane felt naked in his light cloths. To hades with his wings!

Wings? He had wings. Idiot! He thought the intimidating form of his leader made him forget one of his greatest assets. He may be weaker and lighter, but with the propution of his wings he could move in quick and agile manners that left enemies dazed. He wondered if he should try flying out of reach....

Silvermane was no great warrior, certainly less skilled in direct combat, but he did not need to be direct. Maybe if he threw a dagger at General Archaon as he drew his blade Silvermane might throw the general off balance long enough to wip out with the chain. Flying up while attached to someone that heavey would be an issue though.

10/26 00:13: Edited by °GoH° James's (31209)
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[del] 20-Oct-12 20:48 »*« Bartram (68331) sent you a Lamellar Armour [45+45] (LVL: 29 - body)
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«Ì¤Á» «Regillus Raxuss» (39777)
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Posted on 10/26 01:59
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"Erm...Commander Nurmek?" the unsure soldier said, as he entered Isturu's tent.

The inside of Isturu's tent was elaborate, covered in furs, silk, and many other types of colorful expensive cloth. Scattered around his tent floor were tomes of varying sizes and jewels of varying worth, in no particular order. Bags of coins laid in a nice pile, pyramid style, in one corner of his tent. Isturu surely wasn't wanting for cash. Isturu himself was in front of a lavish mirror, trying on his new boots.

"What is it? Something happen?" Isturu responded from his bed.

"Ah, yes sir. The men report several effects." the soldier responded, more confident now. Isturu wasn't in a foul mood today.

"And?"

"One arrow pierced the dummy and blew it up." the soldier reported. "Another seemed a regular arrow, but then we noticed a black-like tar spew from the back of the dummy."

"Oooo. What was it?"

"We don't know, sir. The first to touch it died instantly."

"Whoa. Anything else? You shot off three, right?"

"Indeed. The last arrow..." the soldier trailed off, looking quite uncomfortable.

Suddenly alarmed, Isturu sat up and squinted his eyes at him. "What happened, soldier?" he said quietly.

"The last arrow shot off richocheted off the dummy, sir. It hit Recruit Olan in the arm. It...turned him undead, sir. He...killed two men, Kyler and Dram before we could put hi...it down, sir." the soldier looked shaken. As he should. Undead took a lot of power to create. More power still, to kill someone, and call an angry soul in seconds!

And two men down. Sergeant Kyler and Scout Dram. Blast it.

"Return the quiver. Tell the men that they are not to handle it anymore. After that, you and them take the rest of the day off. I'll bury our men." Isturu hated playing the good commander, but he needed loyalty.

"Yes sir. We will return the arrows to their quiver and return them. Thank you sir." the soldier said, leaving the tent.

Isturu looked in the mirror again, finally free of this disturbance, and wondered what his boots did, wondered who he was going to practice his arrows on, and whether or not the Demons would win the upcoming fight.

Mostly about his boots. He really wanted to know what they did.
Forever Remember Immortal Akasha

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«Ì¤Á»Lady Reaper (40143)
Posts: 464
Posted on 11/03 01:48
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Syra sat on the sidelines, watching the two as they would begin their fight. She yawned and turned into something a little more familiar. She felt uncomfortable in her own skin. She shifted slowly into the familiar giant Black Panther. She stretched, clawing the earth as joints popped. She laid herself down upon the ground and yawned. As she laid her head down, she lazily watched them with one eye. Ready to spring, if something should go wrong. As far as she knew, words were only good as long as the speaker wasn't dead.

She waited for the match to begin, claws still burying themselves further into the ground.

Immortal Army, Obvious Supremacy

Everyone stand in awe at the amazing bouncing ferret.

The best blue dye is from evenly stomped smurfs. Caution: Will stain socks.

Then you have to stop and ask yourself; Is it edible?

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«©»Vivi (38094)
Posts: 22
Posted on 12/27 21:15
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Aquilla had become quite bored waiting for her cousin. Her family always said her patientce would be her down fall. She looked amongst the rookies, watching them do their thing. She always loved people watching as well, that's how she got away with, well, just about everything. She watched her enemy or target first, then struck. But this was getting ridiculus.
"Nash, where is Angel?" Aquilla asked, becoming antsy. Nash chuckled at her, she wasn't used to this life.

"She'll be back when she gets back. She's always gone for a long while when she goes to visit the stuck ups." Nash explained. Aquilla sighed. She knew how her cousin was, but that didn't help. When they were little Angel would disappear with her father for days at a time, leaving her to play with the older ones. That did have it's advatages though, she learned how to fight and sneak about.

"Well, she's driving me insane with her tardiness. Is there anything to do for fun around here?" Aquilla questioned, an evil gleam in her eye.

"Why do you ask miss?" Nash answered with another question. Aquilla growled, she absolutley hated that.

"Because I'm six seconds away from stabbing something." Aquilla basically growled. Nash chuckled at the fey.

"You are impatient aren't you?" Nash asked.
"Yes, your point?" Aquilla shot back. She needed to do something, she needed to move. Then she spotted her prey. A decen looking rookie sitting at the bar.

'Excellent. Now this is when my fun begins.' Aquilla thought evily. Nash watched her stalk over to her new target, a young rookie named Henley. He was in for a royal treat.

12/27 21:16: Edited by «©»Vivi (38094)
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