God-RP

[Gyrosphinx]

The Primeval said a sentence in some strange, forgotten tounge, and the door opened into a large vault in which a huge sarcophagus stood.

 

[The World Is Flat]

The demoness walked up... whispering in the primevials ear: "so what is this, master?"

EDIT VOIDLING:

The voidling launched towards his rift at top speed...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"This, milady, is the Tomb which holds the spirit of the Upper God. With this ring..." He lifted his hand "... I can locate the position of the Upper God's powers. I want his spirit for my own." The Primeval created an orb of green fire which he let hover to a position directly above the sarcophagus.

 

[Arowanna]

Within Ophelia’s residence…
Ophelia wasn’t sure if this was the right thing to do, but she wouldn’t join Methuselah and she won’t stay with Methos either.
She was going to offer them both a neutral state with her, she will serve them both but she won’t help Methos or Methuselah to bring down each other.
Before Ophelia left, she had to contact Elwynn and invigorate the cult about what’s happening and what they should accomplish.

Ophelia had now contacted her cult and Elwynn was blissful that she still was alive and was calling a gathering to inform the rest of the cult.
She had gathered her belongings and was ready to set off for to the great temple of Methos once again,
but before she left her old residence she would have to seal her residence, her sacred haven.

Hours later…
Ophelia is now within her new residence in the great temple and had to summon the gods.
She called for a spirit to message Leviticus that she wished to speak to him;
along with it she sent a message asking Leviticus to contact Methuselah in the mean time.

Meanwhile; in the mortal world…
Elwynn was running down the spirals in Reventide, she had to speak to Jontun,
he had to know about Ophelia and what they were suppose to do with the new continent.
“Jontun, Ophelia just spoke to me!”
Elwynn was breathing heavily, but began to explain what the Shadows should do in the new lands.

So our beloved calls herself a true god now you say, Jontun said gleefully, he grabbed his book and started to walk up the spirals,
Elwynn following him by every step. They entered the great chamber and settled down; they had to prepare for the battles to come.

OOC
Long post...

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: gnarly post.

The voidling re-appeard infront of khuqua, offerig the hammmer

Methuselah:

Methuselah, knowing much, suddenly appeared infort of ophelia.

Demoness:

She gave another deliciously vicious laugh and said, again with he sweetly seductive voice: "ooh my lord... the god won't stand a chance against us!" she laughed again...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

A tiny, silver sphere hovered up from the sarcophagus and entered the large orb, then the orb vanished. "It is done! Now I need to gather the other aspects." The Primeval closed his eyes and started to meditate.

OOC: Sharûk again!

IC:
Sharûk's boar stopped infront of Khuqua's forge. Sharûk dismounted and waited for his companions.

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua turned from his work, grabbed the hammer and kissed it.
"You have done well. You have truly done well." Khuqua said, clearly happy to be reunited with his beloved hammer.
He turned around, and hit the armor that he was making for the voidling a single time with the hammer, and it reforged itself into a beautyfull armor with all kinds of ornaments.
He handed the armor to the voidling aswell as the sickle he had made.
"Bear them with pride. They are forged of voidstone and celestium."

 

[The World Is Flat]

She nooded and laughed... whispering closely into his ear... "my lord... i have somthing to dicuss with an acuantince... but i shall be back..." she walked gracefully towards the exit of the structure...

EDIT:

the voidling flashed brightly for a few minutes, the lght so bright that no one could see what was happening... whe it vanished... the armor was piled in a heap on the floor... the voidling gone...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

The Primeval vanished in thin air, then reappeared in front of a huge pillar in some hidden crater.

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua stared at the heap of armor, surprised.
"What in the molten core of the earth just happened?"

 

[Gyrosphinx]

The Pillar was full of runes and symbols. It was huge, probably six hundred feet tall. The Primeval spoke more words in the forgotten tounge. The Pillar began to glow and then shattered. He howled in rage.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Suddenly the armor stared to suddenly rise, as if some invisible force raised it up... it floated in the air the sickle hanging for the belt. the helmet empty... suddenly, a dark... cold unearthly voice reverberating with energy ((you know, those powerful evil magical guys)) "Lord! I Am Voidlord Daedemomorphon! Father Times closest advisor, and now your servant! All my enemies fear me! LEt me smite thy enemies at your will and command!" suddenly, these two red glowing flames appeared where the eyes would have been. and this dark, red-straked energy pulsed throguh where the arms and body would have been...

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua smiled.
"Truly, i look forward to that."

 

[The World Is Flat]

The voidling turned... "we have visitors" he said, in he newly found, powerful voice. Looking at Sharuk.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Oh. Sorry, i didn't realize you arrived yet.

IC:
Khuqua looked surprised at the newcomers.
"Hmm... it seems that i aint too aware of my surroundings at the moment.
Welcome to my forge, fellow gods. What brings you here?"

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: We arrived?

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: according to gyros post.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Ah, greetings, Khuqua..'' he said a bit absent.
''We have received news that the Primeval is free..''

 

[The World Is Flat]

Daedemomorpon suddenly sped up infront of Khuqua. "state your name and business dear god." he said in his new, powerful voice...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"I, Nicanor and Gilzarra are venturing out to retrieve the Upper God's powers to destroy him!" Sharûk continued. "We need the sword!"

 

[Dragonson]

"Stand back Deadmorph. These are friends, though i appreciate your concern."
Khuqua now locked Nicanor's gaze.
"The Primordial, is free?" He said without any emotion.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Yes.'' he answered.
''And he is too powerful for us.. your sword, however, might prove a huge advantage in the battle.''
He thought back of the sword and smiled.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Daedemomorphon stood back and floated at Khuqua's Side. Bowing to the gods as he went...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"And that is why we have come!" Sharûk said loudly.

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua looked like he pondered the situation.
"Hmm... the last link didn't hold after all then."
He walked over to the display case and took out the sword.
He held his hand over it and mumbled a few words. It started glowing for a second, then went back to "normal".
"Which one of you are going to wield it?" he asked, still emotionless.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"I have my Flails, Nicanor should have it." Sharûk said, trying to hide his own desires.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"Hmmmm...." The voidling said... feeling somhing strange coming from Sharuk... "you want it do you not?" he asked him.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

Sharûk did not answer, instead he grew a few feet and his skin darkened and his eyes arced with red lightning.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"you do not frighten me Sharuk..." he said bravely... "But i am honored to anger you mighty god..." he said... bowing.

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua laughed.
"Sharûk, this is my forge. If you want to try to obliterate my servant, you have to get past me first. And no one beats me in my forge."

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"I do not wish to anger you, forgemaster, but your servant is annoying me." Sharûk said, and shrinked to his normal size (which still was quite impressive).

 

[The World Is Flat]

Daedemomrphon's armor suddenly collapsed into the same pile it had been earlier. and a voice whispered: "i am sorry....."

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"What is this!?" Sharûk said in surprise and stared at the pile of armor.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Calm, everyone..'' he said.
''We're not here to fight each other.''
''Anyways, me wielding it?'' came out of his mouth.
''Hmm.. worth a try, eh?''
He was trying to hide his enthusiasm and his gratefulness towards Sharuk.

 

[Dragonson]

Khuqua looked with concern at the pile of armor.
"He's VERY loyal."
He then turned his gaze to Nicanor.
"Hrm. Yes... i suppose we can try it.
Follow me..."
With those words, Khuqua opened a planar rift and went through it.

OOC: Eh... i have a small request.
Is it okay that Khuqua has like a, Practice Plane? Like somehwere he goes to test his stuff? If not, then just scratch the last part of the post.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: It is alright, though it is more as a small planar "room" than an actual plane.

 

[The World Is Flat]

When they came through the room, they found the pile of armor laying there aswell...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Thankoes.

IC: Those who followed Khuqua found themselves in a completely white room.
"Okay... Nicanor, take the sword."
Khuqua said, and handed Nicanor the sword.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Will be gone for some hours (DnD)

 

[Fussiler1]

He took the sword and looked at Khuqua.
''What next?''

 

[Dragonson]

A boulder appeared infront of Nicanor.
"Cleave it." Khuqua said, again emotionless.

 

[Fussiler1]

He nodded and closed his eyes, concentrating.
Then, he raised the sword and tried to cleave the boulder with his full force.

OOC: Now it's up to you.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Okay... i hope it's not too imba.

IC:
As the sword hit the boulder it sliced through it like butter.
The stone though did not appear to have taken any damage until Khuqua put his finger on the top half, making it fall off.

 

[Fussiler1]

He stared at the rock, extremely surprised.
He looked up at Khuqua.
''And?''

 

[Dragonson]

"Well... it seems you can wield it."
Khuqua remarked.
"Just stating the obvious ofcourse."

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Summery plz.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Read like the rest of us. The posts are small.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC:4 pages, ok just like Legacy of the Damn.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: yeah, it is lol.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: SO gryo wants the sword. Battle in the void and the primeval is trying to gain the upper god's power.