(Open RP) The Dark Phoenix.

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Kilraith

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03-26-2011

Mathew grimaced at his 'allie's' actions they were forced into a fight now. He glanced around and frowned harder. His best bet was to punch a hole in a side and support from the outside, the soldiers weren't close enough to merrit pistols and he doubted that they would do much against the armor. He drew his rifle and waited for the knights to make the first, well, second step, his ally had taken that much from them. "Please" he thought "Don't kill any of them yet. Not when they were offering to take us there anyway."


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03-26-2011

Dimah's laughter was cut short as a person walked into view on her left, she didn't change the speed or the ferocity of her forms, choosing instead to ignore them. The person just stood at the edge of her vision waiting for her to finish her forms, slowly she worked her way down slowing her movements and with a final punch she stopped. She turned and looked over the person that had appeared, a rather large longsword hung over his back while he wore two short swords on his waist, all with seeming ease.

"How may I help you, sir?" Dimah asked, taking a rag out of her techmaturgic pockets and wiping down her face and arms, before reaching down and buttoning up her dress and pulling the jacket on again. She clasped her hands in front of her and put a rather convincing smile on her face.

"Dimah, I am Commander Felix Ostwald. I have been instructed to escort you to your room inside the compound by the one you know as Laine. Will you accept this request?" Felix asked politely, holding a hand out to Dimah. Dimah kept her face cool and controlled as she reached up and laid her hand on his. Felix smiled a genuine smile and Dimah couldn't help but return the smile, "Excellent. My lord and lady will be most pleased. If you will follow me."

"Lead on, Commander Ostwald." Dimah said as she reached through his arm and started off with him, she could hear the sounds of a struggle behind her but she choose to ignore it.

"Oh please. Do call me Felix." Felix said, Dimah blushed slightly but agreed. Together they made their way to the fortress that wasn't too far off. Small talk and the sound of laughter filled the night behind them, not a care in the world it seemed.


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LordHippoman

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03-26-2011

The bullets from Canic's pistlol erupted into the air above him. "This is a warning shot! NOONE HAS TO BE HURT! Surrender the student to us and we'll be on our way!" Somehow he doubted this wwould work, but given how the others were playing defensively, he figured he would as well.

HIs sight enhancers extended his range into the woods, where he saw 2 figures. One he had identified as Dimah earlier, and the other unknown. "Err... Ordimar! She's fleeing the area!"


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qp90cCFB9dwjorRT

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03-27-2011

Dorian summoned to him the armor of his house. A solid suit of blue and silver with the helmet of a wolf. His claws were poised to strike if anyone strayed too close to him. The Dark Phoenix Templars outnumbered him and his allies by ten to one. And the one speaking, Weigrim was far more dangerous than his subordinates.

"Ah, I really don't think it's smart to provoke any of these guys." Dorian backed towards Ordimar and the others. "And Dimah is leaving with one of them.."


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Delmegar

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03-27-2011

"Marek, please go and see if young Katarina and Laine are alright. They will be expecting visitors very shortly and I want them to enjoy their stay as much as my son." Even as Lord Magnus gave the order he could hear his son screaming in pain far below. Everyone else was visibly disturbed by the display. Magnus was unaffected entirely.

"I will do as you ask, my lord." Marek bowed, turned and left towards the insides of the castle. Turning down several corridors, passing guard after guard. Through the training room where minions were summoned to battle with the soldiers every hour. He then ascended to the fifth floor, into an antechamber.

The room was massive with a bright blue glow emitted from gigantic crystals sticking out of the floor and ceiling. In the center was Katarina beside another girl who was held inside a stasis stone. She looked peaceful inside of it but Marek knew it not to be so. Those stones were agonizing. You could hear the world pass you by, see it too, but you could not escape or move.

"Marek, is it almost time?" She looked at him with tears in her eyes. The blue glow made them seem like liquid jewels. He simply nodded, afraid to look at her.

"Yes, sister. Prepare yourself.." He turned on his heel to leave but Katarina grabbed his arm. For several moments they stood there in silence. "It is the will of our lord, and I will not disobey." He shrugged her off and almost ran to the door.

"Marek? Marek!! MAREK!!" She screamed until it was only her in the antechamber. Alone and afraid.


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Maragonn

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03-27-2011

These weren't the men Ordimar knew from so long ago. Weigrim was killed the day Noxus raided his village in search of his father. He was one of his most trusted soldiers, a violent and brutal man with no qualms about taking the dirty jobs. His task was to defend the eastern side of the village once they realized they were under attack. Before he was overwhelmed and beheaded, Weigrim managed to kill six Noxians by himself.

"Weigrim, you were killed. You can't be here." Ordimar growled through his mouth piece.

He shrugged back at Ordimar. "Why I am here makes no difference. My patience is wearing thin. You will accompany us or your friends here will be put to the sword!" The mans calm demeanor vanished. An Acolyte approached and bowed, "Commanders, Lady Dimah is within our protection."

Tristan a young man with violet eyes pushed the hair from his eyes and drew two long swords. "Good job. Weigrim, let me take care of this." The soldiers drew closer, their blades glowing either blue or red, depending on the element they used.

Ordimar wasn't sure what to do. He knew this might be how it played out but he was hoping that it would be the other way around. It was supposed to be him in danger, not the students. Every instinct told him that he should not trust them.. If there was a chance that they could be spared from Weigrim and his men then he had to take it.

"Ordimar, come with us. The others will wait here. Lord Magnus has no interest in this lot." Weigrim said.

"You forget.. I knew you once before. A long time ago." Ordimar spread his feet and tightened his grip on his sword. "I know the things you used to for my father and how 'trustworthy' you were."

Commander Weigrim smiled broadly, flashing fangs that belonged to nothing human. He vanished into the darkness, leaving only Tristan and a handful of Templars. Ordimar knew full well that this was a trap and feared the worst for the young men and the professor with him.

"Steel yourselves!" And the attack began.


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qp90cCFB9dwjorRT

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03-27-2011

Dammit, all I wanted was to catch some sleep! This is exactly why I didn't go with anyone... Dorian backed towards his unlikely allies, trying to at least protect his rear from attack. The majority of the Templars disappeared with the one called Weigrim. The ones that remained didn't look like they were going to be so courteous. Especially the one called Tristan. Dorian had the sense that he was a very capable fighter. Sadly, he was going to find out shortly.

The first of the Templars charged in when he was caught in thought. He put his heavy steel boot into the back of Dorian's knee and dropped him to the ground. The same man punched him and nearly crushed his helmet. He rolled away from his attacker, slicing through the legs of a passing soldier. His helmet blocked his vision now so he removed it and threw it at his attacker. That managed to simply aggravate him.

"Ordimar, why couldn't you just go with them!" Dorian yelled to the combat instructor. Even as he said it he knew it was pointless. He was locked in combat himself with two Templars. Tristan watched with a smile on his face.

The surroundings woods caught aflame by the Templars magic. They were now definitely surrounded by their foe. A soldier lifted his sword to slash at Dorian who countered by diving into him. The landed Templar was to heavy to get back to his feet quickly so Dorian moved into slash his throat with his claw.

"Come on! Come on!" He taunted. They're were so many and they fought with such skill. It took so much energy just to take one of them down. His skills weren't the best in the world by far, but still he hoped that everyone else was faring better than he was.


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LordHippoman

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03-27-2011

"Hmph. Seems you aren't the diplomatic types." muttered Professor Canic. He lowered his pistol and fired 3 shots at the 3 templars before him. However, the men were agile. 2 of them dodged with ease, but one yelled and fell to the ground as the bullet connected with his head.

The 2 that had survived dashed forwards. Thinking fast, Canic pulled out an electric grenade. The templars backpedaled quickly. Canic chortled. "You didn't I had it active did you...?" He pressed a button on the side of the grenade and shook it up and down, then tossed it at the confused templars.

Bzzt. The electricity coursed through the metal armor of the templars, sending them both to the ground. However, in a final defiant move, one of them tossed his ice elemental blade. It barely missed, but was close enough to encase Canic's legs in ice. "Arrgh!" He could still walk, but it was difficult. He trudged closer to the rest of his comrades, making potshots at the surrounding templars with his pistol.


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lokithedamned

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03-27-2011

"****" Loki thought as the three men charged him. His body was still a little tired from his previous quarrel against Ordimar, but he had to focus. Putting his arms together and summoned as a wave of fire as he could. Once he set it loose on the men he charged them from behind the wall and jumped over the three of them and struck at the Achilles tendon of the biggest looking guy, jumped back and watched as the other two are engulfed in the wave of fire. "That had to hurt"

As the flames disappeared the two soldiers just stood there as if nothing had happened. "You gotta be kidding me, well at least its now it's just two against one." Readying his sword Loki charged the remaining two.


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LordHippoman

Senior Member

03-27-2011

"Hmm..." thought Canic, watching Loki's battle as he trudged forward, his legs feeling like blocks of ice. "Well, this injury likely has me out of the fight for awhile, but perhaps I could give some advice." He tossed out a flame grenade at one of the straggler templars. An explosion occured, but the man seemed unfazed. "Just as I thought!". He yelled out to Loki: "Their Armor seems to be tough against fire! If you have any electric spells, they pack a harder punch!"


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