Legacy of the Damned 2 - Aftermath

[The World Is Flat]

Back, please tell me what i missed

 

[SpankyDmonkey]

OOC: I dont think you missed much. Not alot of action today so far

 

[The World Is Flat]

i was not on yesterday though. what happened then? oh and btw, i may not be on much anymore...

 

[The World Is Flat]

The murlocs had been traveling all day and all night, over three quarters of them had left with Malkidis and Gulgrin, the rest had stayed home. "where are the humans gulgrin?, they are not in the gray mountain, there are demons there now..." malkidis asked.

OOC: i agree with OMonaxos, SoLmaster is being annoying... But OMonaxos, SoL may be under my command, my army is of undead.

At the battle:

The undead of the demons turned and joined Taiions forces. all of the necromancers were in the back of the army channeling a mighty spell; whenever a skeleton fell, it slowly repaired itself...

OOC: (again) OMonaxos, Taiion is going to capture the city, so your orc should retreat...

 

[VeljkoM]

OOC: So I lost undead?

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Nah. Look, you got your evil Undead forces and he got his good Undead Forces. Btw, when are you going to revive Nahar!?

 

[The World Is Flat]

Well maybe you humans will require that as a price to ally... and yes, you have your evil undead...

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Meh, you taking the city = Wrong wrong.

30.000 against like 100.000-200.000? Plus, they're feeble skeletons. Plus, it would be gay if there isn't a massive battle where all races compete and try to kill the Evil.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Mwehahahaha... Lurky lurky...

 

[arthas_king]

OOC:What?

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Wtf?

 

[The World Is Flat]

Lurker?

And Fussiler1:

1. most all of the demosn are gone, the epic battle can happen elsewhere.
2. taking the city = Right Right
3.
4. the skeletons keep repairing themselves because the necromancers are channeling...

 

[Fussiler1]

Whatever, just make sure Monaxos agrees.

 

[VeljkoM]

In the necropolis the ritual has ended and Nahar lives again.
"Welcome back to the living young Nahar. We have great plans for you.

OOC:I will be fully back on Saturday so sorry for not being active.

 

[Fussiler1]

As Nahar slowly opened his eyes he is blinded by the light in the room. Then, suddenly he gasps for air. He almost chokes, but slowly regains his breath. He looks at his hands and himself. He was.. living?
Then he looks around and noticed Undead. You can see he is surprised.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Back in game! xD

IC: After several weeks of being in coma, Kaz'rogal has finally awoken. "Wh....Where am I?" asked he confused. "Welc'am ba'k, my champ'!" yelled Trollish voice. Kaz'rogal stood up and he picked up a knife that was near his bed. "Who are you?" yelled Kaz. "Hav' ya' already forgotten?" asked trollish voice. Kaz'rogal threw his knife to the ground while he was walking into the upper-right corner of his room. "What is happening to me?" asked Kaz'rogal confused... "I feel like being corrupted by some sort of magic..." he continued...

OOC: Hope you like return of Kaz'rogal. It's up to SpankyDMonkey to continue... )))
~Witch is back, ooooh yeaaah!!!~ lol xD

 

[VeljkoM]

"Don't be frightened Nahar. You'll need time to recover from death. We won't harm you but you won't be able to run away. Your life can be ended if you don't act good. You'll soon learn the reason I revived you but for now cultist will show you way to your room"

 

[Fussiler1]

Still shaking on legs, Nahar nodded and followed the cultist, thinking about what has happened, confused.

 

[VeljkoM]

One of the cultist:"Don't worry. You'll soon understand all."

After 5 min they show Nahar his room.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

Meanwhile in the orcish encampment....
"Warchief... Warchief..." yelled dark troll as he was running towards Garganthar. "What is it, scout?" asked Garganthar. "We hav' been tricked!" yelled trollish messenger. "What do you mean?" asked Garganthar shocked as he was standing up from his throne. "Master... Hav' mercy! It isn't yar' fault! It'z 'cuz of those Mag'hars!" yelled troll as standing in guard position. "Mag'har you say?", asked Garganthar confused. "Do not worry, I have a plan for them..." he said as he was sitting slowly on his throne again...

 

[Fussiler1]

Nahar sat on his bed and his hands grabbed for his head. He had an enormous headache.. He looks around him and it looked almost like a jail. The walls were thick and black, intimidating. There was a small wooden table along with the bed he sat on. He sighed and muttered: ''Where am I...''

 

[VeljkoM]

"In Necropolis. This land was once ruins but our master seen it fit for his home. Rest now tomorrow you'll learn more."

OOC: See you guys tomorrow really.

 

[Fussiler1]

Nahar nods once more and lays down on his bed, slowly closing his eyes. When he sleeps, he suddenly views his homecity, burning. His comrades, impaled. His friends, people, demons.. all is dead. The city itself is burning and the great white towers of the Imperial Palace, once the pride of Humanity, now burning ruines, black and just a legacy of the former glory of the Empire. It was lost.. he knew. Slowly, in his sleep, a small tear rolled off.

 

[Spet]

Here's my character:
Name:
-Falcon the Hidden
Class:
-Hunter
Age:
-237
Weapon:
-Divine Bow
Armor:
-Light leather chest plate, brown leather gloves, and durable leather boots
Description:
One of the most respected hunters in the jungle. Known for his conpanionship with his panther, Once was surrounded by giant mountain trolls but with his swiftness took them all out with arrows. He followed a path that led him to Magnar he stayed to fight all that is evil.

 

[Dragonson]

Okay... THIS IS IT! This rp is awesome and (if still possible) im signing up! Any spots left? O.ô

Edit: Judging from the above post, it is. 2 secs...

Name:
-Khal. Alias: The Seraph
Class:
-Mage.
Age:
Unknown.
Race:
Angel.
Weapon:
The Blazer
Armor:
A red, hooded robe and a wings-to-cape cape. (in case these dudes have wings?
Description:
Khal is a angel of blood and fire, also known as a seraph. His wings are red from countless bloodstains, and his sword, The Blazer, burns, like his fiery soul. He is a angelic general, feirce in mind and soul, ready to throw himself into battle against insane odds, but then again, abit overzealus. One day he disobayed his orders, and slaughtered five villages. He were banished, bound to walk the earth, until he had saved as many lives as he had taken. That is now easy task, for Khal, keep killing. He hides his angelic past, and his wings are mostly in the form of a red and white cape. He wanders, almost mindlessly, just walking. A hooded stranger in a red robe. Alone. Banished. Unwanted. Actually, Khal is no longer a real angel.

Hope it wasnt too dramatic or anything. =( (i also hope it will do for a description... and that you can make sense of it O.ô)

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Ask Witch.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Keep it up guys, everyone is welcome! (Of course, if you know how to RP)
It's up to you to get a good story of getting inside the story.

Status:
- Falcon the Hidden - Approved (Welcome mate...)

 

[Spet]

Okay, but this is my first RP ive been in

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: It's ok.
1st tip: Use OOC before you are typing something from real life (not in RP)...
Hope I helped ))) Now... PM me for avatar if you have it, if you don't tell me what kind of character you want and i will make it for ya'

 

[Spet]

OOC: okay i pm you

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: okay

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Okay... posted my char sheet. Hope it isnt too imba, and im not sure if its okay that he's a "fallen" angel. (he lost alot of his former power when he were banished though. Im not sure if i got that through.) Oh and... char sheet is last post on page 25.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

Status:
- Khal. Alias - Approved (Welcome mate) PM me for yar' avatar...

OOC: Now I please all newbies to think about how they could get in the story, in da' best way. Thanks... ))

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Ooh! i got a way! ooh! (translated: Since my guy just wanders around, why couldnt he wander near some of the places the story is happening? =))

 

[Spet]

OOC: How about im wandering around the woods one day looking for food when i stumble upon a tavern, i walk into the tavern to get a drink, when all of a sudden you guys walk in and then.....

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: On that question only other players can answer... I am only here for Kaz'rogal, Garganthar and to be your good, lovely gm,admin,host or whatever... )))

 

[OMonaxos]

IC
"Fall back,fall back!"Bnukad yelled to his army.Demons changed direction and started running away from the undead army."Take this city...there is nothing than ruins and corpses that remain here...you won a battle but not the war"Bnukad growled at Taiion and fled to the south with the remains of his demon army.All the corpses,that were attacking the undead army,not looked at them,dumbfaced.The dreadlords left the battlefield and as they left,their necromancy wore off.As if it was an earthquake,corpses started falling on the ground.

OOC
SoL is under my command since you weren't in the castle,10 pages ago...

 

[Spet]

OOC: On that question only other players can answer... I am only here for Kaz'rogal, Garganthar and to be your good, lovely gm,admin,host or whatever... )))

haha nice

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: I love you guys!!! hahahahahahhahaa xDDDD

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Okay... i got a idea. Lets say we skip the mindless wandering, and go back to the time Khal were banished from... heaven, or whatever?

Midnight. A beutyfull midnight, and a starry one too. Something flaming were falling from the skies, fast. It hit the ground. Silence. A forest fire, blazing around the place the flaming object had hit the ground, blazing. Then it stopped. The fire stopped. No more smoke. The flamig object had hit somewhere between the Maltharoth Keep and the Mag'That Village, and the orcs were staring in the direction of whatever-it-was.

OOC: hows that for a start?

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: GREAT! I see that you read books too much hahaha xD just kidding

GOOD START, KEEP GOING MATE...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Thanks
And yeah, i read books alot. OOCEND.

Khal stood up. What a mess he had gotten himself into. Just cause of some stupid, mortal peasents. He had everything he needed to survive on earth with him. The Blazer, his magical powers, his wings and his robe. Now... what should he do now? He had a good feeling about going east, so he did.

 

[arthas_king]

Greymare prepared the ships after 3 days of work ''We are leaving this land!At last!We will reach Trol'Akar!''Then he jumps at the ship''Sir Andruin, take care of teh peasants and the archers while i take care of the warriors, got it?'' ''Yes Sir!''He said and noded''A long journey awaits us!''Then the ship left, Greymare was watching the skies.Seeing that something was flying then we watched at the sea''The sea is so clean that its like a minor'' He said while watching the birds flying from the sea's water.

Later that night

''Land!It's Trol'Akar!Prepare to unload my men!Take all the supplies!"'Greymare said happily while he saw a village with walls and people and a flag bearing the letters T`A ''This might be Trol'Akar!We are here at last!Unload!''Then the ship unloaded from the shipyard''Nothing changed....But this land needs repairs''He said after he saw the ruins and some people trying to repair them''Only a few warriors are here, and the supplies are running low, i should contact Nicanor.''Then he opened his pouch and channeled the rune of communication''Nicanor, you hear me?''.....

 

[Dragonson]

Walking. Walking. Walking. All of a sudden Khal remembered that he had wings.
Flying. Flying. Flying.

After some hours of flight, Khal noticed some ships down at the coast, and a walled village nearby. Immediately he landed, turning his wings into a red cape.

 

[Spet]

It was a beautiful morning, the sun just rising, birds chirping, frogs croaking, Falcon wakes up, yawn, he stands up and looks around(confused), there was a path heading north,he cheacks around again, seeing that there is no other path out, he picks up his bow and heads north in hope to find civilization.

 

[Dragonson]

Trol'Akar.
Khal had heard the name before. He wondered if the people on the shore were allied to the people in the city...

He decided to hide near the ships, get a little information.

 

[Spet]

After hours of following the path falcon approaches a beach, he runs toward it happily, he reaches the beach, he looks to his right, nothing but jungle and beach, looks to his left he sees boats all close to shore, curiously falcon sneaks over towards the boats to get a closer look.

 

[Dragonson]

Khal raches the outskirts of the forests. Hiding behind some trees and bushes, he spyes on the sailors.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Keep going guys, you are doing it good...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Im a former NESer from the Civfanatics forums =) Got abit of experiance. (along with my quite many rp experiances in sotdrp)