(Semi-Open RP) Kingdoms of Fire and Ruin

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Necromonger

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01-23-2013

The Storm Reaver wailed in pain, as the shots landed against his body. He peered around to see that another ship had come to join the battle, and this one had the means to attack him. It cursed at the turn of events; but, being a young creature, had the discretion to flee beneath the waves.

It dove head first beneath the water, coming face to face with the angry Wanizame and their great white allies. The dragon powered through the angry shark warriors, but not without being bitten by wrathful jaws and the Wanizame’s serrated underwater weaponry. The Wanizame surfaced, roaring in triumph; there were roughly forty of them, accompanied by eight great white sharks in all. A formidable alliance of amphibious warriors indeed. But, the dragon had escaped- the enemy would know of their coming.

The crew on the frigate cheered at the arrival of their saviors, and slowly, they approached the ship. Once side by side, Elizabeth hailed them, and asked for their leader- as she had critical information regarding the state of Ionia. For, Elizabeth was more than just a warrior in the Ionian guard- she was also a journalist for the Institute, and she had compiled precious reports and vid feeds of the events of her homeland.

((I’ll leave whatever intel Lizzie has to Del))


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SmileyDemon

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01-23-2013

Pandora had been watching the battle play out with the sensation of hunger ever growing within her. As the injured dragon made its escape a cloud of inky redness suddenly formed in the water before it. The cloud completely enveloped Storm Reaver and its roars muffled beneath the waves as Pandora began to feast upon its mind. She was focused solely on feeding, causing the other apparitions she had manifested to vanish. After some time she released the broken creature where it surged into the safety of the deeps.


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Luparis

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01-23-2013

((It should be noted at this point that the more powerful the dragon, the more resistant they are to magic. Many have a great resistance, Tiamat himself is so powerful that his blood can almost destroy most magic. Storm Reaver is nowhere near this level, but he is strong enough to not fall prey to controlling to Pandora - only broken mind reading etc.))

Rashmer Plains, Area North of Krizar City

Barbas grinned at the Flesh Sculptor, she was quite the performer. Though he could see through her crazed mind, straight into her soul. What was left of it. The witch was centuries old most likely, an advocate for a path almost as dark as Tiamat's, and perhaps even a god to some. But Tiamat was the only true god to ever grace this world. Barbas knew this.

"Well, Vanessa, I would love to pass on your message. Unfortunately, I'm busy." Barbas yawned into the back of his gauntlet, staring at her over his fist. He had no mind for trivial matters such as hunting down Chaos Gates while the dragons got to enjoy the terror. "If you want to meet Lord Tiamat, I'm afraid that is out of the question. Unless he comes to you, there is no way of reaching him. However, I'm certain if you do something... noteworthy, he will call upon you, bloody mistress. From what I understand, there are great battles raging in Ionia and now in Freljord. Soon though, more will fall."

Barbas began to walk away, towards the Gate described by Tiamat earlier on. He looked back, his eyes pitch black. "If you go to Ionia, and find any from the city-state of Krizar, please give them my most sincere regards." He laughed heartily as he left her to her insane thoughts.

Jade Dragon

The battle passed, the Marketh came within boarding distance of the Jade Dragon - carrier of the Ionian survivors. The Captain ordered bridges be formed between the two vessels. Once done, Damian Marketh, among several dozen armed guards moved to the Jade Dragon.

"Ionians, I am Damian Marketh, Captain of this vessel sailing out of Krizar City on behest of Lord Delmegar Amaron." The big, brutish captain shouted as his men moved to assist. "If there are any wounded, in urgent care more than any others; women or children, please move them forward!" It was then the Captain of the Jade Dragon approached, offering detailed reports on the battle of Ionia.

"Lovely Miss Wong, it is a pleasure to meet you, certainly so." He grinned at her as he reached to retrieve a single piece of paper, detailing certain parts of what took place. "A shame to find a flower like you in a place like this." His eyes fell on the words before him, and at first he remained composed, smiling slightly. After getting halfway through the report, Damians expression grew fierce and heavy. "You!"

"Ah, yes, Captain?" A soldier escorting a woman to the Marketh, stopped in his tracks. He handed the woman to another guard to resume. "That way ma'am."

"Return to the Marketh, take a boat over to the Black Honor. You're to give him this report immediately. And after such, take it to our Lord." After the soldier was gone, Damian Marketh looked at Lizzy with a heavy look. "The Ionian Isles are broken, the villages flooded, cities over run, forces scattered and routed. They were beset by a great red scaled dragon and countless mer forces." He balled up his fist and slammed it on the railing, losing all his charm. "Hurry the boarding, we're going to Ionia immediately!"

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Meanwhile...

Both the Black Honor and Regalia, led by Captain Ivy Tollius, were sailing towards the Isles already and had a head start. both ships were by far the faster to his own ship. It would likely be too late for him to catch up.

Woods Outside of Demacia

Upon reaching a clearing and joined by the numerous lizardmen, and other lesser woodland creatures, the Draconian was thrown from Nite's back. He slid across the forest floor, and upon sitting up, found a glowing fist in his face. He looked at it, his head tilted to the side, curiously.

After a moment, he raised his good hand and pushed away Nite's, then looked at the maker's Hand. Then into Nite's eyes, "Maker returns soon. One of three, first of the Earth, first too battle and harm the god Tiamat. Gods do not feel pain. He is no god if Maker challenges." The Draconian stood, lifting his limp, almost severed arm and attempted to pat his chest. He winced at the effort, and gave up. "I, Dars. I follow the brother, not the First, not false god. Arthenos is mighty, no lies, no false claim, no destruction. Maker return, now?"


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Grand Viper

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01-23-2013

Vanessa stared at Barbas who started to walk away from her. "Did...did you just command me and walk away?" She let out a horrid scream that tore at the very landscape itself. Trees cracked and decayed, animals within hearing range would have their eardrums burst from the volume of her scream, "DID YOU JUST COMMAND ME AND WALK AWAY?!"

She burst out laughing, slapping her knee and then straightened herself. With a grin, she yelled to Barbas in an enthusiastic tone, "Ionia it is, then! If you're lying though, I'll be back to find youuuu~!" The sound of bones snapping and cracking filled the air. A large, black figure circled over Barbas' head and took to the skies.

If he looked up, he would see a b*stard creation of a bird flapping its wings. It was an amalgamation of a crow, a falcon and a vulture, the size of a normal person with several time the wingspan, and it headed towards Ionia.


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Boogeybeast

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01-23-2013

Nite eased himself and channeled healing energy through his feet, into the earth and then into Dars, whos wounds would heal quickly. "Not now, but soon," Nite said, not truly knowing if and when the Maker would return. "I must know how to help him return though. I don't know what to do," Nite suddenly remembered the scroll he'd taken from his library. He handed it to Dars, "Tell me what you may learn of this, or of what you already know, help me, Tiamat will fall, and I must be one to help ensure he does,"


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Luparis

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01-24-2013

((waiting on some more posts from people, as well as Rudmed to catch up. Not sure if he is still around.))


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Rudmed

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01-24-2013

((I'm here being at a university is keeping me busy. I'm on a small break though, so I will be able to keep up a bit better.))

Black Honor Deck

Claude shielded his face for the first few moments after he appeared above deck. The harsh winds and rain caught him a bit by surprise. However, what surprised him even more was the dragon that was swimming through the water like a fish, and it was taunting the survivors on a nearly wrecked ship. Claude cursed, he would be unable to do much against such a beast. All he had was a revolver and that would not harm the dragon, furthermore Claude did not dare enter the creature's environment as he could not fight and swim at the same time.

The issue however, seemed to resolve itself as Logan's cannon seemed to harm the dragon enough to cause it to retreat. Claude wanted to assist the other ship, but it seemed the Black Honor was pressing forward at great speeds, regardless of the storm. It seems Claude would be able to serve the Ionian people at the isles rather than at sea. However, he turned back to the ship that was lagging behind the rest watching some of the small figures cross over onto the safety of the sturdier ship.


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SmileyDemon

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01-24-2013

Pandora exited the water as trails of smoke which soon collected once again in the sky above the ship forming a red cloud. Such an occurrence drew fear from the hapless sailors aboard but Pandora did not interact with anyone which settled their fear into suspicion. She was actually busy dissecting the dragon mind she had consumed and cared little for those beneath her.


((Also if we can make dragons this is mine :3 ))


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Luparis

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01-25-2013

((Good or bad, Smiley? And I remember this characters from Aeons thread. Anyway, you can use him. He's bound to work better than Carnage and Pandora who aren't fitting in very well

Anyway, waiting on Necro to post before I catch us up. You guys can improvise a bit in the meanwhile.))


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Boogeybeast

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01-25-2013

Purgatory

The Maker looked on through Nite's eyes. He knew how to get back, but he had no way of telling that to Nite, nor was he sure he wanted to. He had grown very used to living vacariously through Nite, he had watched through the Hand for a long time now and he knew that Nite was a good man. And Maker knew what the consequences of his return might be. He knew he would have to go back to Runeterra, he knew he had to fight Tiamat again, he did not look forward to it. Yet at the same time he did look forward to it, for if Tiamat was slain, truly slain, then at last, the Maker could rest. After watching the events of the world go by for so many years that even he had lost count, he was in a way, looking forward to his return. And yet... he could not help but think. What if they failed? Maker banished those thoughts to the back of his mind. While in purgatory his power had only grown, he knew not the fate of the other Two, only that to succeed they must return as well. Maker put his focus back into the scrying, he watched Nite heal the draconian and then he, too listened for what it would say.