Kingdom of Evers'ilance

[Tacitus]

"You can enter the Area of effect of the Death Node if you so choose, but I was hoping to attend to some business while I was there..." *Mists seem to swirl within his eyes as he becomes lost in thought.*

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Fine then. Call me when we are to go.

Rhianna: Final Warrior, are you sure about this? Venturing into your past... beside your father? And within his grasp and power?

Final Warrior: Yes, I am quite sure. But do not follow me, Rhianna. Whatever you do, stay away. No matter what.

Rhianna: But-

Final Warrior: NO!... No. Not yet. Not ever.

 

[FiNoFaNtAsY-BroOdWaR]

OOC: Help me please, what happend to Battle Forums? First I cant post, and now a 24/7 Server Busy barrer?! Please help. how do you bypass this barrier?

BOT:
*The Ace Warrior reverts back to the normal boring Zacxko...*
Zacxko: Lets go, Im ready to leave!
*Suddenly, the gang heres some running footsteps coming their way. A figure comes in view, they can tell its a girl with long hair.*
Final Warrior: Could it be? Yes it has to be, the last warrior.
???: Hi guys, did I miss anything?
Zacxko: Yes, alot.
???: Im Mefou.. I think I found you here.. You are the warriors of Apollyon?
Final Warrior: Yes.
Zacxko: You have to learn how to transform, quick.
Mefou: Transform.... Transform...Transform...Transform...*in her thoughts* Transform... You must learn how to transform... Must Transform... *outloud* OKay, I tink i can do it.
Zacxko: Great. Now concentrate deep into your thoughts.
Mefou: *echo in her mind* Now concentrate deep into your thoughts.
*A light surrounds Mefou, a great white light. Like an aura. She floats into the air and starts to change. A blinding light flashes for a second and you can see Mefou now, in the shape as an angel. With dark wings long as pillars.
The Shadow warrior: Greetings.

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: We are assembled. Divided, we are enough to destroy a mortal army. United, we are invincible, indestructible. Daey'untaer blaeses aus.

Dark Flame Warrior: Maybe so.

Final Warrior: Yes... maybe.

 

[SageofShadow]

Dark Flame Warrior: i sense a power risong...

Sam: arrr....urr..rrrAAAAAARRRGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!! *black hair turns to blue, icy blue eyes become pitch icy blue, muscles bulge, shadows swirl around what was once Samsion...*

???: I...live

Dark Flame Warrior: ahh... my son the Dark Flame Squire.

Dark Flame Squire: Father...its been 1,000 years since our last meeting.

Dark Flame Warrior: yes but now we are together again my son. These humans have kept my host in good company

Dark Flame Squire: I am glad

Final Warrior: now that the formailities are over, can we move on?

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Yet Darkness clouds... Why?

Rhianna: Er... Final Warrior? What are you rambling about?

Final Warrior: Darkness hides no evil... yet I can see nothing. It is like a darkness beyond Darkness... something... impure. Ainar, what are these Magi like? I cannot understand anything until I understand this...

OOC: 600th post.

 

[Tacitus]

"These Magi are zealous defenders of their Order. They see Technology as a threat to their kind, and wish to stamp it out completely. I do not know what is within their minds...except destruction of the Tech."

 

[Final Warrior]

Final Warrior: Hmm...

*An angel floats dwon from the sky. He is identical to Tyravael.*

???: Always had trouble when it came to Darkness, eh, big brother? Rezael is coming along shortly. He's not very-

*A Demon walks in, looking remarkably like Raphael, but with flaming red and black feathered wings and reddish black hair.*

??? #2: Hope my curse hasn't killed anyone yet... Hello! It's the Final Warrior!

*The Final Warrior looks at the angel.*

Final Warrior: Hello Tyravael. *Turns to the Demon* Rezael. You seem paler than usual. And not as jaunty. Don't grow to be an old miser like me. You're still young.

Rezael: It seems you forgot that we're triplets.

Final Warrior: Physically, yes. Spiritually...

Tyravael: Haven't seen you for quite a while.

Final Warrior: Only a paltry 4 millenia. And I was just wishing that you two were back again. I must remember to be careful about what I wish for.

Tyravael: Introduce us to these young... people.

*The Final Warrior goes around, introducing his brothers Rezael and Tyravael to everyone.*

Final Warrior: It seems I wasn't expecting my brothers. We are truly invincible now. Let us strike whilst the time is ripe.

 

[bamthedoc]

Wolfz: If you recall, I'm standing back.
Tanya: I think I will, too... Though he can be vulgar at times..., I have to admit he's often right.
Wolfz: Is that a compliment?
Tanya: Don't push your luck!
Wolfz: I'll end it there, then. I hope you understand, everyone. I will not join either side, and I will only aid the side that needs it due to...balancing problems.
Tanya: You are thick-headed, though.
Wolfz: *sighing* Well, I guess I can't change your opinion overnight...

Wolfz and Tanya begin preperations for themselves, packing fairly lightly, all things considered. Ainar lets out a slight, unheard, sigh as he knows he cannot persuade them otherwise. They both seem to love a precise balancing act, and both their "accendant" forms prove that to some extent.

 

[Tacitus]

"The balance is already shifted, the Magi have the upper hand, to such a great extent that It will take all of us to even begin to turn the tides."

*A great mechanical whirring noise comes from the Repair/Mechanic bay as Ren yells out for the others to join her in there for a moment.*

((Ren)) "This is the Mobile Fortress."

*Before the group is a large vehicle driven by n enhanced steam engine with ports on all sides from which bows, crossbows, or firearms can be fired through. On the top is a hatch from which spellcasters or Techies with heavy firepower can unleash their arsenal.*

((Ainar)) "This will be our transport then. We leave in ten minutes, prepare yourselves."

 

[SageofShadow]

DFW: *transformes back into Vox*

DFS: *transforms back into Sam*

Vox: we must get ready then

Sam: yea...

Wolfz: i sense something...

Vox: what do you sense?

Wolfz: I do not know i cant put my finger on it.

Sam: hmm what if i could reforge the flamedancer into a better blade?

Vox: that would be good. But flamedancer is just your size.

Sam: maybe i could reforge the blade from broadsword to something lighter.

Vox: ...alright you can try it once we find a blacksmith. Hmm wuts this in my bag? *pulls out some food, water, and an extra Tunic.*
ahh these are good. hmm we are almost there. I assume that we should get ready

Sam: Im ready

 

[Final Warrior]

*The Final Warrior changes back to normal, yet he has many physical modifications to him, such as a targeting system over his left eye, an AUG bullpup, and a few other things.*

Raphael: Might be too advanced, but I'm hoping to give the Magi a good scare. I won't be needing anything else.

Rhianna: I'll go as myself, thanks. I'm ready.

 

[Tacitus]

((on the subject of allowing you to use my chars. Yeah, I'm fine with it))

*After about a half hour os Brotherhood initiates gearing up the group with sufficient equipment to reach the plateau of the Mesa, including climbing gear in case the group may need to scale the walls, The group is loaded into the Mobile Fortress. Within another few moments they are off, at a slow pace. The Bay opens to a large forest, trees fall before them as they simply roll right over them, within an hour they will arrive at the Mana Nodes of Amn.*

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: Go in normal. We don't want the Magi to know about us yet.

Rezael: Right.

Tyravael: Anything else?

Raphael: No battlecries. We are silent, stealthy. Shield your minds as well as you can. Ainar, lead the way.

 

[SageofShadow]

Vox: no battle cries got it. What about transformations.

Final Warrior: No Transformations unless they see us

Sam: aww nuts i dont get to

Vox: should Sam come? or does he stay here?

Zacxxo: Hey maybe i can take em down silently with my "Ace Warrior" skills before they even notice.

Drake: stop your babbling Zacxxo.

 

[Final Warrior]

Raphael: If he wants to, he can, Drake.

Wolfz: Remember, I will not take sides.

Tyravael: You are noble, but sometimes, nobility is a great disadvantage. Remember that.

Rezael: Zaelphaer hasn't tasted blood in a long while... ever since you bound us to that 'no interference' thing.

Raphael: That ended 3 centuries ago.

Rezael: Good. *Draws longsword* Zaelphaer will bathe within the blood of his foes today.

 

[bamthedoc]

Despite what Wolfz and Tanya have said, Ainar trusts that they will keep a good eye on their rear flanks. Wolfz and Tanya take up position on a nearby hill that will give them a good view of what goes on behind their allies.

Tanya: What are we looking for?
Wolfz: I don't know yet. This way, we can at least keep our allies safe.
Tanya: *huffing a sigh* Whatever. What happened to that...girl in your town?
Wolfz: *smiling* She's a good friend. She worries about me, but she knows that my mind is occupied.
Tanya: :rolleyes You sense any odd presences here?
Wolfz: I don't think so...

 

[SageofShadow]

Vox: Sam, i need you to stay with Wolfz and Tanya.

Sam: damnit you never let me do anything

Vox: *whispers to Sam* i need you to keep them off of each others throuts they argue a lot from what i gather

Sam: oooo sound like a plan

Woflz: i swear she is just a friend

Tanya: suuuure she is. I know that u kissed her

Sam: oooo :corn

Wolfz: NO I DID NOT

Tanya: DID TO

Sam: whats this? OOoOOoOo moonshine :wasted

Wolfz: uhh the kid's "wasted"

Tanya: oh god

Sam: ikle sham ish shooooo drunk

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Sage...? WTF? Wolfz and Tanya are on top of a hil... everyone else isn't...

Ainar, get us going. You're directing this side quest.

BoT:

*Raphael looks around, checking his surroundings.*

Raphael: I haven't sensed anyone or anything yet...

 

[Tacitus]

*At the base of the Mesa on the East side, Ainar stops the others.*

"Me and Ren will take the west side, you take this side."

*Ainar seems to dissolve into a cloud of mists, taking Ren with him, and they are gone.*

*An alarm is sounded above as shouts are heard directing attention to the West Side.*