Lore of Leyuna RPG (FRPG)

[C S]

Even then Desrium continued to look for the creatures, unaware of the voice of his friend and of the enormous odds stacked against him. His mind was quickly reverting to the most basic and instinctual level of processing...soon he wouldn't be able to use his sword properly. All that mattered now was self defense, even if it meant taking on the numerous horde...

[Hopeflower]

Aviva struck the ground in the center of the village with a dull thud, her long neck snaking back and forth as she turned her head. A growl rumbled continuously in her chest as she folded her wings. Zar joined her a moment later, curious and alarmed at the behavior of his beloved. Who was this 'he' she was looking for? He found out a moment later as Aviva spoke to the half-stunned elves. "What happened here? Where is Arsenic?" she growled, prowling further into the village. Her nostrils flared at the fear-scent that came from more than one non-assassin. Her tailtip flicked in agitation as she awaited her answer, the smaller male Extraxl watching her almost apprehensively. He had never seen Aviva like this. Though he knew she would never harm an innocent, he also knew she was distressed at the sight of the damage that had been done to her friend's home in her absence.

[The Kingpin]

"He left along with Vix and Andruil. Heading for the Dwarven Kingdoms to the West, to retrieve some masons to help rebuild the village" responded Dervin as he walked forward carefully. "You must be...Aviva, was it?" he inquired, having been told by the other Assassins as the Dragoness had approached, hence the reason the ballistae hadn't fired at her the moment she was in range...

[TyrannoTitan]

Two of the more eager creatures leaped into the air, soaring a few feet above their preys' heads. As they did, another appeared from the darkness behind Desrium without making a sound, balanced itself on its tail, and grabbed the armored humanoid by the shoulders with its clawed hands, pulling him back toward the safety of the dark...

[C S]

Desrium let out a chilling hiss as he was suddenly pulled, another burst of scarlet light leaving his eyes as he wriggled in the creature's grasp, the wet grass making it difficult for the primal being to regain traction. Twisting the hilt of his sword in his hands, he pointed the blade backwards and then forced it down in an effort to stab the pale animal..

[The Kingpin]

As the two creatures passed overhead, Septimus' eyes blared white, two bolts of electricity arcing from his horns and striking them, a loud electrical crackle being heard as the electricity literally fried them in mid air, the Dragon snarling loudly as he turned to eye the creature dragging Desrium away, A bluish white fireball streaking from his jaws, hurtling at the creature, the brilliant white glow casting light on everything around it as it blazed towards the attacker...

[TyrannoTitan]

The creature, reacting more to the fireball then his captive's attack, released the armored being and plunged back into the darkness to try and avoid the light, Desrium's attack only managed to cut its side lightly. The sounds began to intensify again, though no more attacked, all of the unseen creatures trying to escape the light...

[C S]

Desrium stumbled back as he was suddenly released, getting his balance just as the fire ball roared past him, a trail of vapor marking where the rain was flashed into steam. Paying no mind to his close call, the armored being let out a challenging bellow to the creatures in the bush which intended in a rattling hiss...

[The Kingpin]

the fireball barely missed the creature, striking the earth and exploding in a plume of flames, instantly incinerating the grass beneath it, a ring of flames marking where the fireball had hit as Septimus watched warily, mentally scanning his surroundings at intervals, acting like a radar, identifying the locations of his attackers, the pace at which they were moving, and building a few brief theories on their avoidance. thusfar, all his attacks had been focused on one target. most pack predators would've attempted to swarm him, but still, they backed away, as if each attack he made threatened to hurt them all, not just once. a hive-mind nervous system, perhaps? no. unlikely. but what could've been in his attacks that could've reached them all? certainly not the temperature. couldn't've been sound either. his fireballs were hardly loud enough to scare off predators of a size like that. though the electricity may have bothered them, he doubted it'd actively scare them off. still, a momentary check on the mind of one of them revealed them to have no sense of true vision. they sensed their surroundings some other way. sound, it seemed. that aided the fact it could've been the sound. but what would make a creature not need eyes? the answer came up again. light. if they lived somewhere where there was no light, they would not need eyes. but that didn't necessarily mean that light hurt them. but perhaps they sensed it, but couldn't comprehend it. that in turn meant that it'd interfere with their other senses, making hunting difficult. The Dragon's mind worked rapidly, filtering through the thoughts of the creatures as best he could with his limited skill, as he worked up a plan to escape this situation...

[TyrannoTitan]

As the fireball faded, the sounds did not cease, but instead were mixed in with pain-filled howls and shrieks. If the two could see into the darkness, they would observe the wounded creature being eaten alive by its brethren, the creatures acting like sharks in a feeding frenzy: whatever bled was fair game, even one of their own.

[C S]

Desrium stood hunched over in the rain, taking uneven, ragged breaths as he listened to the sound of agony beyond in the darkness. With his challenge seemingly unheeded, he believed the creatures had retreated and given up the battle. With that, he gradually came out of his bestial state of mind...

[Doc 42]

Blazed Blood's eyes stared down the two guards from under the rim of his helm. He growled viciously
"We answer Azad's call, that we may do his bidding."
A wedge of similarly adorned Badai flanked him, shuffling anxiously.

The guards held fast, not intimidated by the cultist's display. They were used to religious leaders threatening them for crusade rites.
He said it again
"We answer Azad's call, that we may do his bidding."
This had been going on for over 3 hours. The High Priest looked around, as if he were going to continue ignoring Blaze's presence. Suddenly the priest spoke.
"You have 3 months to seek your penance Blaze, do not mask your request as simple piety."

Blazed Blood's eyes flashed with anger, but he did not speak, remaining his kneeling position. The High Priest turned and opened the cabinet behind him, drawing a battle standard out from it's sheath and handing it to Blaze. The flagpole was made of brass and shaped like a T, bearing a tattered red flag, a dragonic skull printed on one side, numerous marks and runes etched on the other. Blaze took the standard and one of his aides fitted it to the back of his armour, so that the flag was held above him. He turned and the wordless group left the chamber

[Hopeflower]

The frilled head swung around to look at the speaker, piercing green eyes watching his every move. "Yes, I am Aviva." indicating her mate, she added, "He is Zar." Zar dipped his head, murmuring a greeting in his deep voice. she took another look at the damage, the wounded, and the fresh graves. "Much has happened in my absence...what do you know of what befell this place?" she asked, looking back at the man who had approached her. A stranger from a strange land - and from the scents around her, there others.

[Godzilla Forever]

Laura and Kiara soon reach the gates of Draxon, and the guards soon say;

"State your buisness, Laura. You know we don't let everyone out of the city at every beckoning."

"Draco gave both me and Kiara a very important job to do outside of Freyr-Lunge."

"Oh? And what is this task that requires your exit?"

"It involves communications with the Cult of Morannon and Germania."

"Preposterous. The Cult is too dangerous to deal with by sending two ill-prepared guards into the Wastelands. And Germania is too far north to make it in any decent space of time by horse. Besides, that is a job for the Gryphon Riders to do, not Royal Guards."

"Well, Draco himself requested it."

"Very well..."

The gates begin to open, as a few battalions of archers begin to head to the walls....

[UndeadRaptor]

Kiara heads for the opening gate and turns to Laura, whispering, "good job. You're better at lying than I am it seems..."

[Godzilla Forever]

"Thanks," Laura whispers as they pass through the gates and they slam shut. "I've saved my own hide on more than one occasion using that."

[UndeadRaptor]

"That's great," Kiara said, before spotting the remains of the horse she had rode on to Draxon in the distance. She shakes her head and turns to Laura, "looks like we're moving on foot...."

[Godzilla Forever]

Laura sees Kiara's dead horse as well. "You could rent a horse. There may be a village nearby..."

[The Kingpin]

Dervin sighed as he looked at the Dragon, running his fingers through his hair as he worked out where to begin. "Two nights ago, An Archdemon attacked this place. It was apparently the result of a disagreement regarding a job Arsenic was on. after escaping from Freyr-Lunge, he headed here, accompanied by Andruil Lyall, one of the Silver Order; a group of Knights that act as the Guardians of Valenhad. Evidently the assassins' employers were furious with his escape, and shortly after, the Archdemon struck, injuring and killing several people and causing an excessive amount of damage. damage we're still working to repair"

"Immediately after the attack, Andruil sent a message to our Regent and Knight Commander. within an hour of the message reaching us, we were sent with aid and building supplies, engineers and soldiers. But there's only so much a small military group can do. We have weapons set up and soldiers guarding the surroundings, archers to help pick off attacking forces at a distance, but it's not going to be enough to diffuse a full scale attack. So Andruil, Arsenic and Vix decided to head for the Dwarven kingdoms to hire a Mason to oversee the building of stone fortifications around the village. a small fort to help guard the area. They'll probably also commission a weaponsmith to arm the Guild with more adequate weaponry. they'll need military-grade weapons if they want to be as effective as they can be in this war" he explained...


"We're out of here" rumbled Septimus lowly as he grabbed Desrium by the back of his armour, another hand grabbing his sword as his wings spread, beating powerfully, the Dragon rocketing into the air with shocking speed, the ground rapidly retreating underneath them. The Dragon was flying completely vertical, heading upwards into the storm, his powerful wings thumping rhythmically, unrelenting in their effort to get as far away as possible. Septimus' eyes were glowing brightly with blueish white energy, trails of residual blue white light streaking behind his eyes and the runes lining his wings and arms as he flew up into the clouds, magically manipulating the storm's electrical blasts around him, bending the very lightning bolts to prevent them from blowing him and his metallic friend out of the sky, as he placed Desrium's blade in it's scabbard, deciding it best to free his hands. lightning tore the sky apart amidst the booming roar of thunder all around him, as if infuriated by the intrusion of the Dragon, but bending to his will in spite of it...

[Hopeflower]

By the time the man had finished speaking, Aviva was growling again. "Murderers, egg-breakers, destroyers of peace," she hissed. Her sharp teeth flashed as she bared them, covered in venom and ready to kill. "we'll help," Zar growled, his mate's rant becoming a long hiss of agreement. "Put us to work wherever we may be needed, be it defense, burial, or reconstruction." "This place is as good as home to me," Aviva added, foreclaws scraping long gouges into the earth. "I will protect it with my life, if I must."