To Heir Is Human II- Playground XIII, the 13th.... Options

[The Metal Mallet]

Voltar

Voltar noticed the large creature sailing in the air towards him, just before his first blow was made, Voltar vanished before the lizard and appeared a safe distance away.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not that keen on melee combat," Voltar said indignantly in rusty Akaviri, "I don't like blood on my robes."

Suddenly the gates exploded nearby him. A shard grazed his forehead, cutting it fairly deeply before Voltar managed to throw up a shield spell. It suddenly appeared that defensive measures needed to be taken.

"I'll leave you with something that'll be more than willing to face you," Voltar replied with a smile before summoning three Ogrim Titans. "Ta-ta!" he said before teleporting away.


Amrita

Before Amrita could unleash the shadow shard on the creature, it leaped away. Cursing she tossed it at a bandit that was charging at Rann. Instantly the bandit dropped his weapon, his hands clutching his head in agony before a dead, vacant look replaced it and the bandit flopped to the ground. She rushed to Rann's and Dalrus' side.

"We all need to get out of here. This district will be overrun very shortly." She said and she grabbed both their hands and began to lead them away.


Flogir

Flogir thought he was going to be doomed as the zombie began to claw and bite him. Suddenly the blows didn't hurt any longer. A spell had been cast upon him. Using what remaining energy he had, Flogir surged to his feet, knocking most of his attackers off the wall. Taking a quick look around, he found that the gates had been blasted apart and bandits and goblins were pouring in.

He rushed over to Aenora, clearing away the enemies around her. "Time to head to a different district, lass. We can't stop this many enemies like this. Follow me," he said as he began weaving his way through the battle field, one hand holding Aenora's, the other using Iceshard to clear a way.

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, running for his life!

Flint looked over his shoulder. The Goblins were getting closer and the gates were still far away. Also, they were being closed as fast as the soldiers could. The Breton kept running while looking all around him, hoping he wouldn't trip over anything.

There, a dark shadow standing on top of a guardhouse. As he watched, the thing struck with spells at other running soldiers.
,,So that's the almighty Silhouette. Well, it's a long shot, but let's see how invulnerable he is against, a flying wagon?" Flint reasoned. He then poured every single scrap of Magicka he had left into the wagon he'd just passed. The wagon lift up into the air, its wheels spinning. Then, it soared at the cloaked being.
,,And now, run!" Flint struggled to run faster without looking at the result of his attack. He was almost at the gates now.



OOC: If that wagon kills or even scratches the Sil, I'm really going to be surprised.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Since no one decided to use the teleporters to escape, they won't stick around.

Karn

He watched as the group scattered, making their own ways to the other districts. The Dunmer shook his head despite the dangerous situation. "Return to our family," Karn instructed the spellcasters around him. From the street, he noticed Issac and the grandaughter of Serene exit the Tiber Septim.

At this point they won't make it out on foot. While both were able to hold their own against the first few undead who came their way, Karn siezed both of them by the arms and all three vanished before the pillagers could take notice of them.

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

The Silhouette, Battle


The Silhouette fired blasts of magic into crowds of soldiers and civilians who were retreating to the gates. Purple light would impact one person and they would explode, killing a few people around them. The Silhouette was taking his time, enjoying the moment.

Suddenly a wagon came flying towards him. He easily disintegrated the wagon into ash with a flick of his wrists but looked around to see who would dare try and hit him. He saw an older person running, he looked like a warrior, though slightly out of his prime. The Silhouette leapt off the guard house and landed on the ground noiselessly. He flicked his fingers whenever an enemy mage would try and hold off the oncoming goblins, and the mage would either fall over, dead with a blast of blue light, or just explode. He took out his sword and sliced through a soldier in his path. He leapt up unnaturally high and landed on another soldier who was crushed by his weight. He flipped his sword around inhumanly fast and sliced through four more people. Meanwhile he fired off spells into others.

He came upon the person who had thrown the wagon at him and smiled. "You thought your weak magic would touch me, the lord of the Möldairê?" he cackled in a very evil and harsh sounding rendition of Tamrielic. With that the Silhouette fired off a stunning spell, he wanted to play with his prey. The aqua stream of light hit Flint and he found his legs unable to work and fell over.


Dalrus, Battle


Dalrus let Amrita pull her and Rann along, wondering how she planned to get out. Dalrus could transport herself, but transporting wasn't her strong point and she doubted whether she would be able to take Rann and Amrita.

This post has been edited by Florodine of Hlaalu: Aug 16 2007, 02:21 PM

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann pulled away from Amrita's grasp long enough to grab an iron longsword that happened to be lying beside a dead soldier. The balance of the thing was terrible, and he wasn't a fan of the straight edge, but it was sharp at the very least, and much better than his bow, which he put over his shoulder once more.

He was glad of his female companions' concern for him, but they obviously didn't know him very well yet if they expected him to just turn tail and run without a satisfactory number of zombie deaths.

He did keep up with them, but not nearly as quickly, as he stopped often to fight any goblin or undead that they happened to cross paths with, despite the biting pain in his chest.

Aerona

Aerona was glad that Flogir was pulling her along, because she knew that she wouldn't be nearly quick enough without his quickening pull. The only thing her legs seemed to be doing was keeping her upright.

"Which district?" she shouted over the sound of battle, "Shouldn't we all try to stick together instead of scattering?"

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Aug 16 2007, 03:01 AM

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Crap, I just realized, both Rahvin and Brianna are still in the Tiber Septim..... I don't think they know how to teleport to any given plave on a moment's notice nor will either be..... erm, ready to fight off an unknown amount of evil/cruel hearted goblins, maruaders, bandits, or a certain cold-blooded extraterrestrial warrior.

Plys'Iea

The alien roared a defiant challenge against the ogrims. Crouching beneath the first one's punch, the Plya'Iea grabbed the ogrim's leg and pulled it out from under itself. The beast fell back with a heavy thud, and the alien warrior stabbed his staff into the giant demon before ripping it out with all his strength.

Blood flooded from the first ogrim and the other two moved in to crush the warrior who had porved himself capable of slaying them.

Issac

One moment he was surprised when someone grabbed his arm, the next, Issac found himself standing in the walkway of Green Emporer Way. He spun to find that the figure who had saved Satyana and himself was Karn.

Letting out a relieved breath, the Altmer sheathed his single katana. "Thank you, Karn." He never imagined he say all of those words together, but they were sincere. The assassin nodded before walking away from them.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Aug 16 2007, 05:12 AM

[The Metal Mallet]

OOC: You know I left three Ogrim Titans for the plys'iea to deal with, Voltar's overall specialty is conjuration if anyone needed a reminder on that.

Amrita

"Do you want them to overrun us, Rann?" Amrita shouted at Rann as they pressed on towards The Green Emperor Way. "I would gladly stand beside you and kill zombies but not when we're outnumbered by thousands!"

What they needed was a way to get to the Green Emperor Way more quickly. The time of day was late afternoon, so there were plenty of long, shadows for unseen travel. She regripped Rann's hand tightly.

"I know a way for all of us to get out of here unseen, unless they're smart enough to use a detect life spell. Even with that it'd be hard to pick us out though. You need to hang on to me though, my powers only work when I have physical contact with you," she instructed the two.


Flogir

Flogir had been travelling blindly so far when Aerona shouted her question. Flogir did not slow down though.

"Well if we get to the Green Emperor Way, we basically have access to all the other districts, though that might mean we have to jump a wall to get into certain ones..." he shouted back to her.

"Think you got enough juice for a restore fatigue spell? I'm gonna need the energy to get there," he said through laboured breathing.

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann lopped the head off of one last zombie before finally agreeing with his sister. He leaned on Amrita's shoulder, and it wasn't obvious if he was fatigued, trying to act nonchalant, or a strange mixture of both.

"So what're these powers of yours?"

Aerona

"I'll do one better," she responded, between heavy breaths casting a powerful spell that both rejuvenated and fortified strength and endurance. Neglecting to cast anything on herself though, she was still being dragged along by the stronger and faster Flogir. She just gripped his hand tighter and kept running.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Aug 16 2007, 04:46 AM

[The Metal Mallet]

Rann

Rann lopped the head off of one last zombie before finally agreeing with his sister. He leaned on Amrita's shoulder, and it wasn't obvious if he was fatigued, trying to act nonchalant, or a strange mixture of both.

"So what're these powers of yours?"

Aerona

"I'll do one better," she responded, between heavy breaths casting a powerful spell that both rejuvenated and fortified strength and endurance. Neglecting to cast anything on herself though, she was still being dragged along by the stronger and faster Flogir. She just gripped his hand tighter and kept running.

Amrita

"Well I have a natural affinity with stealth. So natural in fact that I can actually merge with the shadows and travel freely through them. The only sound that can be heard is our voices or if we physically bump into something. It'll completely mask our footsteps though. We can basically waltz out of this war zone if we're careful about it. So how 'bout it?"


Flogir

Flogir felt the surge of strength and endurance which allowed him to clear away the bandits and undead around him easily. "Time to get going!" he shouted as he got his bearings and ran quickly to the Green Emperor Way. All the while he maintained a tight grip on Aerona's hand. He would not let her go unless he was taken down by his enemies first.

As he got closer to the gates protecting the Green Emperor Way, he noticed that Astratus' men had begun to setup defensive measures as bowmen began to keep the enemy at bay. They still had a distance to go, he would have to make sure he stayed away from the bow fire though.

[Dantrag]

Rann

"When I asked you what your powers were, I wanted you to show me, not give me a speech about it," he answered with a playful grin.

Aerona

Aerona closed her eyes as the arrows whizzed by; she wasn't used to such high-adrenalin situations, and the thought of another shield spell never crossed her mind.

One arrow came so close to her that she felt its wind on her cheek, and she almost tripped on another that had pierced the ground just in front of her foot. These close calls frightened her even more, and she resisted the urge to utter a prayer; an abomination's plea would likely bring more harm than help.

[The Metal Mallet]

Amrita

Amrita grinned. "Fine, I warn you now though, you might feel a little cold at first." Which that she led the group into an alleyway where to anyone but them, they appeared to simply vanish.

She hadn't brought many people into the shadows before so hopefully they would overcome the akwardness the floating feeling was plus the fact that everything had turned into shades of gray. She felt secure enough to talk to them at a decent vocal level given the din of the battle going on around them.

"Just let me lead you guys and we should get through with no problem."

With that, she led them to the Green Emperor Way, staying well enough away from where the archers were shooting.


Flogir

Flogir roar back at Astratus' men. "I'm an ally! Shoot behind us!" he bellowing, Nordish anger seeping through as an arrow grazed his cheek. He was now jumping over the corpses of the undead, he hoped he wasn't pulling on Aerona's arm too roughly. He figured he'd apologize once they get to safety.

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, in serious trouble.

His legs buckled and he fell.
,,Nope, didn't think that at all." Flint felt obliged to reply to the Silhouette.
,,I really should've saved some Magicka for a jump." He thought to himself. With a loud clank, the gate fell closed. Flint resigned himself to his feet and drew his katanas. But his hands gripped only air. It was then that he remembered he'd thrown them up into the air during his fight with the Nord.
,,Crap, forgot to catch them. Man, I've really gotten old."

With the Silhouette towering over him, the Breton felt fear. His mind raced for a solution, finding none.
,,Magicka's out, legs ruined, Dragon Skin still recovering, swords missing. This would be a good time for several million Legionnaires to charge, along with all the Daedric Princes and Divines."

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

The Silhouette, Battle



The Silhouette stood over his prey, taking in all he saw. He felt his fear, tasted it, enjoyed the pain his victim would feel. He would not kill this one right away, no, he would make him wish he had not tried to do magic against him. Make him wish he had heeded the Silhouette's call and join, like all those he was going to kill.

"Nahel Dur" he said quickly. Flint was lifted into the air and suddenly his limps were being pulled in opposite directions, he was being quartered by magic. The Silhouette worked slowly, so the pain would be immense. He smiled under his cloak. The battle raged around them, none dared come near the Silhouette, friend or foe.

The goblins and bandits had taken the whole place, screams were not as common as most of the inhabitants had either left, or been slaughtered. Bandits ran through the streets carrying trinkits and other goods, as goblins pulled down statues and other images of their long time oppressors. Thousands swarmed a large statue of Tiber Septim and begand beating it with clubs as many others attached ropes to it and pulled it down. Beat it into dust and then moved onto many other statues.

Suddenly one of the Silhouette's mages came out of the mass and he came more into view. It was the former arch mage. He cam up and blasted fire at the Silhouette, the spell was broken on him. The Silhouette let go of the spell on flint quickly, but his legs snapped, not off but broken completely. The Silhouette turned and fired off his own blast of magic at the arch mage. The arch mage blocked it, but it was obvious his magic wasn't nearly as powerful and the shield was destroyed as well. The Silhouette was playing with him, letting him fire off his magic while he easily outmatched it. Suddenly another mage came and jumped towards flint, The Silhouette did not try and stop him, as the two transported away.

"I suppose you want to join your friend" said the Silhouette sarcastically. The arch mage spat towards him and teleported.


Dalrus, Heading towards Green Emperor Way


Dalrus was very greatful that Amrita was here, she did not want to abandon them with teleporting, but she also wanted to get out of there, it was a lost cause fighting in the plaza.

"Thank you for this, Amrita," she said quietly, making sure it wasn't loud enough for some goblin to here. Only one gate remained open, and many knights from Bruma were holding it from the goblins, who did not feel like forcing through the rest of the city just yet and usually left upon seeing it guarded. Soon, however, they would try and the Bruman knights were planning on closing it.

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood.

The pain was too much and when the darkness came over his eyes, he was almost glad.
,,So this was life. Hmm, could've gone better."



OOC: I don't know who saved him and all, so he'll just take a nap for now.

[Priest of Sithis]

OOC: Sorry for the pause, missed alot... here we go, TWIST!

Mannimarco

Just as Ian shot the fire at the Gem, Mannimarco triggered the skull of Reman Cyrodil. Blue lighting cracked down and an Avatar of Reman Cyrodil appeared. Mannimarco felt utterly unstoppable as energy cackled through his veins and pulsated in his heart. He laughed maniacally, then felt the fire on the gem, and snapped it back into his hands with the recall spell. Mannimarco began to stroke the Gem as power flooded into his body. He teleported into the city by using the sight of his undead, and then discovered the eyeless mer.

Patholos

Suddenly, a bleak darkness appeared in front of him, and Patholos knew who it was. It was the King of Worms, and he approached Patholos. Without a word, Mannimarco placed his hand over Patholos's eyes, and said, "Sithis, bring your essence to me, through this slave and servant, grant me the power of the Void!" Patholos felt his empty sockets catch fire, and felt new eyes grow in. The blood that poured from his eyes collected in a pool around his feet, and a human like shape formed.

A dark yet familiar called to Patholos, "Darkness calls, my son, why did you leave me?"

Mannimarco

Casting the weak mer aside, Mannimarco questioned the Avatar of Sithis, "What is the cost of the power of the Void? What does it cost to negate this primal magic?" Mannimarco tensed, and grabbed the Black Soul Gem and held it fast. He knew the Silhouette was aware of him now...

The Avatar of Sithis

"The cost is simple, I destroy the primal magic cast upon you," The Avatar waited, for he already knew what he wanted from the Necromancer lord. "In return, you give me one thing, the bodies of the Heirs you tracked earlier."

Mannimarco

Mannimarco gasped, and nodded, saying, "It shall be so, Sithis, destroy this magic!" And the Avatar of Sithis destroyed the Silhouette's magic tie, but then the Avatar said, "They must not leave Nirm, by any means, you must keep them here until my followers are reformed and well enough to take over. Any failure means death." Mannimarco nodded, then the Avatar disappated, leaving Mannimarco alone in the abandoned part of the city, with a Black Soul Gem, his staff, and an unconcious mer.

Mannimarco said to the Soul Gem, knowing that Kirana could not hear him, "Girl, soon you shall be alive again. This new power will give me the strength to make you better than you once were. Together, we shall rule the mortals as gods!" He wispered softly again, "We shall rule as gods..."

OOC: had to catch up, planing on having Mannimarco engage the dead vs. Silhouette vs. Imperial City. Fatal three way. Patholos left unconcious for the moment, and a little case of reverse Stockholme's syndrome on Mannimarco, making Kirana a "prized possesion for Ian to steal" kinda thing.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Karn can feel the pain of his brother, so he'll also make his way toward Patholos' location. I'm purposely skipping the battle between the alien and the two Ogrims.

Ian

His outrage returned a hundredfold when Kirana's soul gem vanished. Ian felt a surge of dark power as the essense of Reman Cyrodiil was bent to Mannimarco's will. Without thinking, the vampire stalked back toward the city, his other wrist blade flaming as brilliantly as the one on his right.

From his location in the Imperial City, Ian couldn't tell that the Silhoutte had taken Talos Plaza. Following the source of dark magicka, and his link to Kirana, the vampire closed in on the alleyway.

Plys'Iea

Standing over the vanishing corpses of the three Deadra, the alien took several deep breaths, the Ogrim's dim-witted nature had just as much played a role in their defeat as the alien's skill and ferocity. Retrieving his staff, the warrior scanned the plaza, the chaos the goblins and sentient raiders wrought as they did as they pleased with their new control over Talos Plaza.

Striding towards the center of the area, the alien studied a statue of an odd winged reptilian creature. He cocked his head, unable to present as reason as to his reverance toward this particular piece of Imperial artistry.
As a group of goblins approached with ropes and cudgels, his stepped in front of them and screeched inches away from the leader's repulsive green face. His staff came down hard upon the pavement, and he hissed. "Unless you wish to be mangled beyond recognition, you will be on your way!"

It might have been the Akaviri words, though the Plys'Iea doubted it, maybe the shriek, or the threatening display altogether, but the goblins backed off regardless. Swiveling his head, he gazed at the statue of the dragon god Akatosh, feeling oddly protective of the sculpture.
After embedding his staff into the stone monument around the statue, the warrior sat down and stared distantly. Oblivious to the actions of the army around him, so the only thing that warned him of the goblin band's approach was the motion they created.

Turning his head to regard them, he was relatively surprised to find them offering a dead horse. He stared quizically at the smaller creatures, but then remembered how he'd thrown a group, which he assumed was this very band, his remaining meal recently.
Nodding and waving them off, the large alien ducked his arrowshaped head into the flesh of the carcass. His fangs tearing chunks of meat out when his powerful neck withdred his head from it to chew and swallow.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Aug 17 2007, 05:51 AM

[The Metal Mallet]

Amrita

Amrita noticed that the Brumans were attempting to close off the area, so as she rounded the corner, she released herself from the shadows so that they could see them.

"We're allies! Let us in," she shouted at them as she hurried over to them. The Bruma soldiers waved them over urgently to make sure they got in safely.

Once through, Amrita slowed down and finally released her grip on Rann and Dalrus. "Well that was fun," she said in between deep breaths.


Flogir

Flogir felt Aerona's spell was beginning to waver just as he passed the Brumans guarding the Green Emperor Way gates. Once on the other side it finally gave out and Flogir released the vampire before collapsing to the ground, panting in exhaustion.

"Thank you, lass. I don't think we would've made it without that spell of yours," he said weakly.


Voltar

Voltar reappeared in the Green Emperor Way, a quizzical look on his face. He wasn't very happy about the current situation but it result in some intriguing discoveries. One was that unique creature. For all it's display of ferocity and brutish strength, it did appear to have intelligence since it made sure that the gates stayed open. It did appear to have limited experience with magic though, and perhaps in the future that aspect could be exploited.

Voltar noticed that many of the others had finally reached safety at this point so he made his way over to them.

[Priest of Sithis]

Mannimarco

Mannimarco felt the vampire approach his area, and realized that it would be flight or fight. There was no third option. Mannimarco loathed running, but he did not want to fight the vampire just yet. He sent a booming message across the telepathic channel, sending it to every corner of the city and across the Lake.

The message was as thus:
"The King of Worms no longer serves the Silhouette! The King has decided that the dead are in no interest to the Silhouette, who is hell bent on destruction! The King offers eternal life, no pain, no suffering, no hunger, and all he asks in return is for your humble acception of his rule. The dead now fight the Silhouette!"

With that, Mannimarco sent Prater a message, telling him to use the undead to attack the Silhouette's camp.

Mannimarco smiled, and descended in what appeared to be black water. He saw the image of the vampire stalking towards the area, and Mannimarco yelled, halfway through his dark portal, "Vampire! It seems we fight the same man now, you and I, I apologize for the discourtesy I paid the girl, she deserved much better!" Now, almost completely under the black water that had formed on the pavement, he yelled, "We will settle this soon, Treachery is so sweet!"

OOC: DEAD VS. SILHOUETTE VS. IMPERIAL CITY + MA, what is going to happen next?

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus, Green Emperor Way


"Thank you so much, Amrita, I didn't want to abandon you, and couldn't transport all three of us." she said with immense gratitude. "But I can't believe what has happened, the city has been breached, and we don't have enough men to hold all the wall ways." she said worriedly. Then she heard the telepathic message that Mannimarco sent. She scowled, he was the next worst thing to the Silhouette, and she would sooner kill him than accept his help.

The gates to the plaza were now closed off, next the main gate, it was the largest gate and unless the Silhouette did the spell again, they were safer here than anywhere else. The dunmer soldiers were holding the different sections of the city, while the Bruma knights and imperial guardsmen held the Green Emperor way. It was full of soldiers, running to and fro to different points. The tumult of the goblins and bandits could be heard from the other side, strangly distant, but still very real. Other sections of the city held a less loud but still desperate din, as the defenders and inhabitants poured into the different sections.



The Silhouette, Talos Plaza


The Silhouette heard Mannimarco's message and smiled, at least he would rid himself of another person who thought he could challenge him. The only servant he even liked was the lizard, he felt a connection with him. Crowds of people ran towards the still open gates to the elven garden. Anoz, a werewolf servent of his, ran in panic, pretending to be one of the normal humans. Suddenly he saw a large man waddling away. He couldn't help it and his skin began to turn into fur. He sliced his claws through two women in his way and bounded towards the man, trampling a teen running with a bag of his possessions.

He sprang and landed on the man, ripping into him with his teeth. Five arrows shot into Anoz and he fell over, blood covering his face. Seeing their leader gone, five more were wolves appeared and started to rip apart the crowd. Terror was in the people's face.


Eurod, Helping the escapees


Eurod suddenly ran up to the crowd, his sword drawn. He sliced his silver blade through the neck of a werewolf, blood spilling out. He wipped it around and came down on the head of another. One jumped towards him and ran into his blade. The final one jumped on top of him and bit him, only until his snout was cut off by Eurod's blade. He stood up, the warm feeling of blood down his armor, a werewolf bite...this was not good.


The Silhouette, Talos Plaza


"Warrior (plys'iea)!" he called in the crowd. "I have need of your...services" he said slyly, he knew his warrior wanted this before, and he would give him this mission.

[Lord Revan]

Plys'Iea

Most of the horse's main body was now torn off, a piece of its meat hung from the alien's jaws when the Silhoutte called to him. Expertly swinging the hanging food upward and into his jaws he rose and collected his staff.

Before leaving, he nodded to the goblins, giving them rights to the remains. The warrior felt certain they wouldn't wished to get out of his good graces just to destroy one sculpture. His long tongue flicked out of his mouth to wipe the horse's blood from his snout.
Moving through the street, the alien went down on one knee and looked up slightly as fas as was necessary to look the Silhoutte in the eye. He allowed for the Silhoutte to speak first.