Kingdom of Evers'ilance

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red] Igor: Bone dragon attack
*bone dragon fired a pillar of dark fire in the direction Dun'Kata pointed, a terrible scream exploded up ahead*
Igor: It seems this is taken care off.
*Suddenly a flash blinds everyone, and before anyone could see anything the whole party was surrounded with hooded archers who were apparently using a cloaking spell.*
Igor: Those are dark elves.
Dun'kata: I can see.
Night elf: Silence lower beings, we are the protectors here you will go no further.
Dun'kata: You think that? Let us go or die
Night Elf: You are surrounded, i can have you lying dead with arrows all around your body in a second, what can you possibly do?
*Igor looks at Dun'kata, Dun'kata nods, Igor slightly moves his finger. All bows and arrows turn to dust. Elves take out their swords.*
Night elf: DIE!!!!!!
Igor: You first
*A ball of pure darkness hits the elf and elf quickly beggins to rot, he screams in pain but in few seconds its all other, over night elves attack*
Dun'kata: To battle
Igor: Try not to chop their heads of, i am gonna quesiton their dead bodies after we all done here.
*Fight goes on*[/glow]

 

[SageofShadow]

Sam: I hate these things... *an arrow strikes him in the right arm* AAHH! there must have been one archer left! *pulls it out and looks at the tip.* poison... oh no. *falls on the floor*

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]Igor: Who can heal? Quick use your powers i sense his life sliping from his body quickly. Rhiana? Dun'kata? Ainar? Who of you can heal his wound?[/glow]

 

[Tacitus]

*An arrow strikes his forehead and the metal seems to liquify and meld into his skin as the shaft falls to the ground.*

"Why should I respond to you when you don't even know the nature of what is to come."

To Igor: Even death will end one day, and all that will be left will be nonexistance. You think death has control over everything, that death can't end. But what happens when death is replaced by things simply ceasing to be? Don't try to give me offers of worlds and power. I am beyond it all now, don't you understand?

"I do this not because you ask of it, but because he does not need to meet the void."

*He steps forward and places his hand over Sam's mouth. A rush of some form of metallic liquid poured into his mouth from Ainar's hand and seemed to course through his entire body in less than a heartbeat. Veins of a dull sheen cropped up across his skin and with a brilliant flash the poisons left his body. He glanced at Igor as the metallic sheen disappeared from Sam.*

"I would have thought one so aquianted with death would know how to avert it in others."

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]Igor: My art is the one of perfect murder, it is not there to prolong life, it is there to end it. I could heal him but that would take too much concentration and time. The power of the wind i had before i became what i am now is mostly gone my healing powers aren' t as strong as they once were. I respect your choice in not helping me, i shall meet death alone. Lets deal with this fools first.
*Igor raises his staff, the orb starts to shine with red light of fresh blood. Clouds accumulate above Igor and the bone dragon. The clouds are unnaturaly dark. Red lightning hits the orb on Igor's staff and is directed on the large group of night elves. It hits one of them, he stands for a second then he falls along with all the elves standing near him. Then Igor raises his staff and one of the dead elves gets up, then another one and other, until living night elves are fighting their dead comrades.The dead fill no pain, they are immune to any physical attacks, night elves fall and imidiatly get up to fight those who only a second ago were their allies. The ranks of night elves quickly disappear*
Igor: Everyone don't just stand there, my zombies will tear them apart we need at least one untouched dead body, and just to make sure an alive one would be good too. I think i get an alive one myself
*Bone dragon quckly falls to the gorwned grabs a night elf with his claws hits him in the head with his tail, night elf looses his countiousness and rises above the ground.*
Igor:Now that is all done. Milady i hope that my zombies aren't too unpleasant for your sight.*Igor makes a mocking smile.*
Igor(thinking to self and making sure that his thoughts are not traced by anyone): Yes i can feel it now, Dun'Kata is also Death Incornate, i am gonna need his blood to fight against death itself, Ainar is a fool to have chosen not to help me but a fool can remain a fool as long as he isn't in my way and that Rhiana i sense something strange about her, i am not sure, but she might be useful. Soon i will have my revenge on the one who murdered my father but first i must become a God, and i will, fate is on my side.
[/glow]

 

[Tacitus]

*To any that might be tapping into Ainar's thoughts all that remains to be heard is a rhythmical ticking and grind of gears as he lets the monotony of standing around doing nothing come over him, completely masking his thoughts, for not even death has hold over technology.*

One cannot simply seek to become death. There is a certain balance that must be maintained in the universe. I served the Gods for nearly three millenia to perserve the balance, I will not let one take the Throne of Death. Eru Illuvatar, I will not forget my oath.

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]*The battle has stopped, all night elves are dead exept the one Igor's dragon captured*
Igor: Alright, i am gonna do some things to this one you shouldn't see, torture isn't very pleasant. I'll be in the woods if you need me.
*Igor goes in the woods with his dragon carrying a still uncontious boddy with him*
Igor: Alright shall we start?
*Igor raises a hand and night elf wakes up*
Igor: This is how it goes, i will torture you and you will tell me all i want to know, then i will let you go. Got that?
*Elf nodded his eyes enlarged with fear*
Igor:Good, now....
"Don't do this"
What? Who are you? Get out of my head?
"I am what you once were, i am what you were meant to be"
I am what i am meant to be, leave me alone, you were banished...
"I am still here"
You are dead, you died on that battelfield.
"But i am alive, in you, you are me"
Never, AGHHHHH, pain, its terrible, stop it.
"Give me back my body"
NEVER!!!!!!!!!!
He is gone now, thats it, he is gone.
*elf looks surprised not understanding what is going on*
Now there was I?
*After half an hour of torturing elf finally gave up*
Elf: I will tell you all you wish to know
Igor: Why are you here?
Elf: We are protecting the mountain, great evil is inside, it must not be unleashed.
Igor: Alright, go to there you came from and tell your superiors that if they try to stop me and people who are going with me i will wipe out your kind, all of it. Am i understood.
Elf:Yes
Igor: Now go.
*Elf ran away, Igor came back and told his comrades what elf has told him*
Igor: We should move, soon we will be there we need to be.
[/glow]

 

[FiNoFaNtAsY-BroOdWaR]

hi.. im uh .. here.. sooo...

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]Igor (thinking to-self): Damn what the hell was it in my head, how could it be me if i am me. No matter, it shouldn't interfere with my plans. And once i am God voices in the head will not matter.
*the party had finally reached their destination.*
Dun'kata: Alright lets go in.
*party enters the cave, they go through a small hall and after 5 or so hours they reach the giant cave, there is a huge red crystal in the center, inside that crystal can be seen a sword that is made purely of glass.*
Igor: There is an inscription on the crystal its old dwarvish.
Rhina: Can you translate it.
Igor: Ofcourse. Hmm... it says that if the crystal is broken the great evil will be released upon the world. Shall we open it?
Dun'kata: yes, do it.
Igor: Fine then
*Igor looks at the bone dragon and points at the crystal. Dragon flies up and quickly falls on the crystal, both bone dragon and the crystal explode. One of the peaces of the crystal scratches Dun'kata's arm, Igor quickly comes near Dun'Kata gets out a bottle and collects few drops of Dun'Kata's blood.*
Igor: By the name of death i command the sword to break. *Blood comes out of Igor's nose, then he spits some of it on the ground. But on the blade's surface cracks appear, and finally it breaks in two peaces.*
Igor: Finally the portal is open, now i shall enter. If any of you choose to follow you will die so don't try to go after me. Anyway you got that great evil to worry about, and Vox's ressurection. I can feel the evil coming, as well as Vox, they should be here soon, if i were you i would choose not to follow me. Fair well.
*igor goes through mid air behind the crystal, and it vibrates like water, seconds later he is already on another side of the portal in the dark realm of death.*
[/glow]

 

[Cossack]

Hello everyone I am new (I've never done any RP except games) so could i join?

Here is my character.

Name: Sahaidachny
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Age:21
Weight: 135lbs
Height: 5 7
Class: Cossack
Appearance: Shaved head except a little bit of hair(color black) on top about 1inch by 1 inch in diameter and about a foot long, being over his left ear. Long mustache (black).Wears cloth white shirt baggy red cotton pants and big leather boots(very long red cotton belt holds up pants maybe 12 feet long wrapped around his waist).
Equipment: A beautiful saber which has been passed down for generations and is incredibly battle worthy, musket, rifle, bulova and a spear that his horse carries. And is always with his trusty steed Victor. Victor is an Arabian stallion he is the fastest horse the world has ever seen.(if he is needed to travel great distances he will go their in a flash)

Abilities.

Swordsmanship: He is incredible with any form of sword as long as it isn't too heavy.(he prefers sabers though and he can slash someone about 8 times every second)
Rider: His clan has been riding horses for over 500 years he can do any thing on a horse ride upside down, hit an egg from 300 yards using his musket and 500 yards with his rifle.
Berserk: When he is extremely injured or gets really mad at something, he will charge recklessly like a wild animal without caring for anything, and he wont stop until all of his enemies are destroyed and if that isn't enough to kill them then he turns into a giant bear.(see below)
Speed: He is incredibly fast at anything he does.
Bear: Its like berserk but it's the next level. If this happens he turns into a giant Kodiak bear.
Weight: 2100lbs
Height: 13feet
Weapon: 7inch blunt claws.

History.

He was born in a town called Zaporizhye. This town was located right in-between the Tartars, Russians and Poles, so his people were always fighting for their freedom. That is why his people had to be good warriors. The definition of Cossack is free man in Turkish. Well his people are great horsemen and sailors who can defeat their enemies even if they are greatly outnumbered. And because of these raids against the tartars and Turks he has become an extroidnary fighter. Cossacks believe that their is no need for armor and that all it does is show weakness so they don't wear any armor or shields. And that every man deserves to be free. All Cossacks are is just pirates. They never attack head on unless they now they can win, if they are outnumbered theywill devise a plan to defeat the opponent. Their boats are called Chaikas they are very powerful ships not because of their fire power but because the mast sits very low and they can surprise their enemies and catch them of guard or have the sun at their back so the enemy cant see them very well. Each boat is only about 60 feet long. And Sahaidachny happens to be their Hetman at the moment. He has led many successful campaigns against the Russians and Tartars both with help of the poles. Also they have sacked many Turkish towns and harbors. The usual raid against the Turks consists of about 80 Chaikas and 2000 men. Every raid they burn the whole city down sparing no one just like the Turks and Tartars do to them. And almost after every raid the Turks try to blockade the mouth of the river with their powerful galleys but the Cossacks either use streams that connect to one another carry their boats overland using big logs underneath the hulls and having men carry the other parts, or just surprise the Turks galleys if they are up for more battle and loot. Most of the land operations happen on the steppes were their incredible light cavalry will out flank its opponent and charge them from the rear wile the Serduiks will hold the shoot them with their long range muskets. Even the great Janisssaries are a threat to them.

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Just wondering, but what the hell is a Cossack=class character? Other than that question, you can intro yourself or ask someone to intro your character for you.

BoT:

*Dun'kata grips his wound and applies pressure to cease the bleeding. He chants a few words and a scar heals over. However, it is like no scar before. It is pitch black, and looks like a scythe blade.*

Rhianna: Dun'kata, are you okay?

Dun'kata: The mark of Death... *Closes eyes, then opens again.*

Rhianna: Your eyes... they're... blue!

DUn'kata: Ugh... I killed the old man long ago... *eyes change to red* did you? Really? *Eyes change to white* Of course he did. If he didn't, why would he have the sword? *Eyes change to silver* If father is truly back... *Eyes go back to black* Get out of my head! Out! OUT! *Pants.*

Rhianna: Dun'kata?

Dun'kata: It is nothing... *Eyes change to blue again* -Ianna, this is Raph- *eys go to black* OUT! *Blue* -Ath is bac- *Black* NO! HE CANNOT BE BACK! YOU- *Blue* Rhianna... my father is back. *Eyes go back to black* NO!

Wolfz: What's going on?

Tanya: Is he okay?

Rhianna: Oh no.

Sam: What?

Ainar: ...

Dun'kata: He seeks Death... and we thought he'd never find him... But the crystal... the evil... I know it.

Wolfz: What?

Dun'kata: He is of my flesh and blood, so to speak.

Tanya: Lemme geuss. Another demented version of you, or a brother or something?

*Two portals open and two figures appear out of them, Razael and Tyravael.*

Razael: Oh no, he's-

Tyravael: -Not a borther or a-

Dun'kata: -Personality. He's our-

Tyravael, Razael, and Rhianna: Father.

Everyone else: Who?

Dun'kata: Death. I am that great evil. Igor shouldn't have taken my blood. I know now his goals. To become a God, but for what reason, I don't know. I do know now that if he does use the blood of Death Incarnate, especially the blood tainted by that... crystal, then he'll unleash an evil greater than any other.

Ainar: But wasn't Death instituted already? Aren't people still out there dying? Death cannot be stopped, unless everyone were to become a God. But even then they'd die, for if a God has no one to believe in them, wouldn't they fade?

Dun'kata: Death leaves a mark. But if my blood is used to create a God, a God of Death, then this God will be Death without chains. He will kill and never stop. And a God could be killed by another God, don't you think?

Rhianna: Then we need to stop him. Dun, release your hold on Raphael.

DUn'kata: I will, but you won't like the end result.

*Dun'kata sighs, and closes his eyes. It seems as though he has fallen asleep. THen his body rises and moves into a laying postion. His eyes open and a blue light shines forth, purging the darkness. His body falls to the ground and darkness envelopes it. When it clears a new figure remains.*

Rhianna: THis... this isn't Raphael.

???: I told you you wouldn't like the results.

Rhianna: What are you?

???: I am Death Incarnate, but I have changed. I am missing blood... cursed blood. So I will need more. I can name two sources.

Tyravael and Razael: We are here, brother.

*Death Incarnate rises up. his body moves lightly, as if he were floating. Rhianna looks down and notices that Death Incarnate does not touch the ground. She looks more carefully and sees that his is fully covered except for his mouth.*

Death Incarenate: Are you ready my brothers?

Tyravael and Razael: Yes.

*Death Incarnate plunges one hand into the heart of each brother and draws it out. He then runs his hands over his face and wound, wich gives him back the blood he lost.*

Sam: Doesn't his body produce more blood normally?

Rhianna: This is Death's child that you're talking about.

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red] Igor: That is it, i am here, at last.
*Igor makes the stone on top of his staff shine. He goes through small halls and finally sees a grey light up ahead. Once he gets out he realizes that he is near the top of a giant Zikkurat that is floating in the endless sea of eternal darkness. He goes up the steps and reaches a giant square with a dark altar in the middle on top of the Zikkurat.*
Igor: I have to spill Death Incarnate's blood on the altar, and i have to say a few words, then hope that my body is strong enough to intake death's energies.
*Igor got out a bottle with Dun'kata's blood*
???: Don't do this
Igor: You again? But i banished you from my head, you are gone.
Good Igor: i am not gone i am simply dead, and we are in the realm of the dead, here i have my own flesh and here i can harm you physically.
Evil Igor: i am not afraid of you, i am much more powerful then you could ever get. Show yourself.
*A figure flies out of the endeless sea of darkness and lands 5 steps left of Evil Igor.*
Good Igor: I shall stop you.
Evil Igor: I have the sword that sucks souls, and you are nothing more but a soul anymore.
Good Igor: I have the same sword.
*Evil Igor jumps and tries to hit good igor with swirling attack, but good igor blocks it.*
Good Igor: You can't kill me we are one and the same we are equally matched.
Evil Igor: We gonna have to see about that.
*evil igor points a feast at good igor and bone spear flies out of it. It is thrown away by strong wind right before it was going to hit good igor.*
Good Igor: As i said our powers are equaly strong, but i have one major advantage time does not matter to me, but to you it is a factor, those who you left in the realm of the living are coming to stop you.
Evil Igor: Let them come i am too powerful for anyone to overtake in a place like this, this is my natural environment i can make spells that wouldn't be accepted by nature if i made them in the realm of the living. Now you die.
*Evil Igor points his staff at good igor and dark flame flies out of it, it is stopped by the wind barrier created by good Igor. But eventually wind barrier cracks and good igor is brought to his knees by the dark flame. Evil Igor comes near him and raises his sword to cut good igor's head off with one strike.*
Evil Igor: Any last words?
Good Igor: We shall combine.
*Good Igor jumped on evil igor and went right into his body, they have combined.*
Evil Igor: NO!!!! I still have the control, damn. Must do the ritual until we are complitely combined.
*Evil Igor goes to the altar gets out the bottle spils the blood on the altar, altar beggins to glow with red light.*
Evil Igor: death is relived of its duty, i am the chosen one to take the throne and become new death.
*dark cloud comes out of the altar it completely covers igor, but surprisingly it becomes white in many places.*
OOC: Igor is gonna to be out of the role play until he becomes what he was meant to become. The monster is now unleashed, and everyone seems to have forgoten about Vox.Oh and if you don't get the good/evil Igor stuff, then let me explain. Good Igor is what Igor was before he became a necromancer, before he died on that battlefield before he lost his soul, he is a wind seer. Evil Igor is a necromancer. Just so you know.[/glow]

 

[Final Warrior]

*Death Incarnate looks up, as if he were sniffing the air.*

Death Incarnate: It has begun. Father's time of rebirth is come. They have my blood, the flesh of a powerful Necromancer, and evil unleashed. I know of only one force that can stop Death itself... Well, two, but I don't think I am strong enough anymore.

Ainar: What is this force that can stop Death?

Death Incarnate: Not you, that is for certain... you are... immune to Death, but not able to stop it. No, the only force that can defeat Death in its own realm is the Lord Apollyon... joined with his brother, Lord Apocalypse.

Rhianna: That's not going to happen.

Death Incarnate: My blades are useless in the realm of Death except for Death's Kiss, taken from my father...

Tyravael: Maybe it could be of some use.

Razael: Death within Death.

Death Incarnate: Death upon Death within Death, you mean. No, we will need to have the Lord Apollyon bless this blade... or rather, curse it, although it's cursed enough as it is.

Rhianna: Well then, what are we waiting for? We need to get to him!

Death Incarnate: I need to get to him. Unless everyone here thinks that they can survive a trip through Heaven, Hell, and the Final World. Ainar could probably do it, as well as my brothers, but I dare not ask them of this favor.

Tyravael and Razael: We will go only as far as the ends of Hell. We are not welcome upon the Last.

Death Incarnate: I take my-

*Death Incarnate flies back into the wall of the cave suddenly.*

Wolfz: What?!

Tanya: Not good. *Draws her weapon, as does everyone else.*

*Death Incarnate looks up at the party and begins to speak. However, his voice is deep, yet light, as if his vocal cords continued to change.*

Death Incarnate: You think your pitiful weapons can defeat something of my creation? Griffinhart won't die so easily, I would know... Do not worry, None of you are at any risk...

Rhianna: Oh really?

Death Incarnate: FOOL! Do not interrupt the Lord Apollyon when he is speaking.Griffinhart's blades were given to him by the divine, infernal, Dead One, and I.The only blessed one was the last. I bless the rest of them, including Death's Kiss.Griffinhart has sufficient power to defeat this "New Death". However, I don't know if he will be able to survive the trip.

Rhianna: Why bless it now? Why not before?

Death Incarnate: Because I had just heard him say he was going to go home. Not a good thing. I now take my leave of this body and this world.

*Death Incarnate falls to the ground. As he does so, four blades appear and fall, blades first, into the ground around him.*

Death Incarnate: *Gets up, collects swords* What happened?

Rhianna: You don't need to get your blades blessed. Apollyon did it for you already.

Death Incarnate: And gave me a couple of bruises as well...

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]*the cloud clears, 3 bodies are standing near each other, looking in each other's faces. All of them look like Igor but one standing to the left has no face, its like a shadow with two red eyes glowing in the dark, another standing to the right also has no face, he is just an accumilation of light that forms Igor's siluet, the other man also looks like Igor, and has a look of a regular human.He begins to speak.*
Igor: So we are separated once more, I am the God of neutrality. Our separation probably happened because then transformation began we already had a soul, death's power was reflected from it, and it changed all that was supposed to happen. We were all supposed to be the one, but we were divided, into darkness, light, and neutrality.
Shadow: Time for death to come to all the living.
Light: I shall not allow you to do that.
Igor: Do as you must i shall not interfere.
*Shadow and Light begin to battle, many giant explosions occur in the process but in the end both warriors remain unharmed. They keep on battling for hours, and Igor is just standing there, watching the fight, he is neutrality, but he does care about who wins the fight, he is the one who got the soul he is the most human of all three, he has the power but unlike his brothers he can choose what to do with it, his deeds maybe both evil and good.
OOC: You still gonna have to help the white one win so you need the Appolyon's blessing, so you have something to do, and there the hell is Vox?[/glow]

 

[Cossack]

"Cossack is like a raider"
"could someone please introduce me im new"

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]You gonna have to wait for someone else to introduce you, i can't possibly think of how you would turn up in death's realm.[/glow]

 

[Cossack]

haha ok whats ooc?

 

[Final Warrior]

OOC: Meaningless chatter isn't meant for this thread. Cossack, you should've read the Rules. OOC means Out Of Character. You use this to talk when you're no acting as your character(s). BoT means Back on Topic.

BoT:

*A man enters the cave and looks upon those assembled within.*

???: Uh... I saw the blood outside... and noticed... a smell emanating from within... I hope I'm not intruding.

*Death Incarnate: doesn't even turn to look at this newcomer.*

Death Incarnate: Sahaidachny... your name, correct? You are a raider from a clan with quite a bloodlie. YOu are skilled with most blades, but mostly the saber... a swordsman.

Sahaidachny: How did you know?

Death Incarnate: Only a God, or one like one *glances at Ainar* can hide their thoughts from me. You seem innocent enough... you have no aggresive intentions.

Sahaidachny: Who are you?

Death Incarnate: The child of Death. Who else would wield the blade taken from Death?

*Death Incarnate strolls forward to where the portal once was.*

Death Incarnate: By the name of Chu'nagaturanta, by the blood of Death's child *Cuts self and lets blood fall to ground* by the flesh of angel and demon *Tyravael and Razael walk forward and cut off some of their own flesh and let it fall* and by the blade of Death, I dare speak the name of the Cursed Lord and open the portal to Death's home! Cryyav Dur Nathaga!

*A blinding blast of dark light blows down most of the party members except for Rhianna, Ainar, Tyravael, Razael, and Death Incarnate. When it subsides, the portal to the realm of Death appears.*

 

[Kuzmich]

[glow=red]*Igor keeps watching the fight, suddenly both fighters stop*
Shadow: We are equal in strength but you are forgeting who's realm this is, here i can draw on power of death you are to far away from heaven you can't draw only depend on your natural energy. Now die!!!!
*Shadow points both his arms at Light and the giant pillar comes out of the dark sea, it binds Light and tries to sweep him into the darkness, Light doesn't seem to be able to do anything.*
Light: There are others that will stop me, my death will not be for nothing.
*Dark sea consumes light.Shadow turns to Igor*
Shadow: now its your turn brother.
Igor: So shall be it.
*Igor raises above the ground and so does shadow they float about 30 feet above the ground both without any weapons.*
Igor: I think we have some company.
*FW and others go to the top of the Zikkurat*
Igor(to FW): I am not the monster here, although i am the one who has most chances to qualify as old Igor, the one who called you, my lord and was loyal to your cause, although i don't recognize your authority above mine for i am a god, me and you have the same goal to defeat this beast, he is the product of my rage, my unfulfiled revenge, he must be destroyed, he is death itself. Help me, even i can't defeat him in his own realm, my realm is that of the living the middle realm, the one between hell and heaven the one we all came from. He already killed the good interpretation of me, i am next. I will fight to the death to save my realm from him even without your help choice is yours, but decide quickly.[/glow]

 

[Final Warrior]

Death Incarnate: YOu called Raphael your lord. I am not he. You think that you are a God? I am the God-Killer. I killed my father, stole his blade, and ascended beyond him. I don't know your goal. I do know, however, that I am here to stop my father's rebirth. *Draws the new Death's Kiss, points it at Shadow Igor* You began this, and you will end it.

Shadow: Oh? Really?

Death IncarnateL Oh yes, really.

*The cloak comes off of Death Incarnate and shows his raven black angelic wings. They unfurl and he flies up. His long, front-open robe flutters behind him. Everything on him is black.*

Death Incarnate: You are not yet a God, fool. Death shall take thee, whether or not thou likes it! *Swings blade at Shadow.*

Shadow: YOu cannot defeat me! *Blocks the blade.*

*Death's Kiss shears through Shadow's arm, but does nothiing.*