Legacy of the Damned 2 - Aftermath

[SoLmaster]

"good, than hell is the way though to Heaven"

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Afk some secs.

 

[SoLmaster]

"Hey, Elder, whats your name".

 

[arthas_king]

As Greymare accepted Garganthar's offer, he went back to Trol'Akar to tell the others.''What!Orcs helping us!Thats insane!"'Yelled Andruin ''Trust me, they are in trouble, the fel orcs attacked their homeland too and they seek allies, they will bring us some peons and materials to help us repair.Here they are''Some peons entered''Hello, human chief, our chief to;ld us that we must work!''Then Greymare noded''We will need your help peons, help my men repair the walls and the houses''He replied ''Work, work!''Then thepeon opened his backpack and cathed a hammer.''Do the same!''He shouted ot the other peons.''Thats good.As long teh humans and the orcs are allied together, no wars betwen our 2 factions.And this is good for us both''He said whispering.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Work Work. Work Work. Work until your hands bleed. Work Work. Work Work. Just friggin work!

 

[arthas_king]

OOC:Btw when will witch come? :/

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: No idea.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Around 11:00 i think.

 

[Fussiler1]

Finally, after a long ride, ther Ayan'renai arrived at the column, wounded, bleeding, tired. Some had died, but it was necessary for defending the convoy. Nicanor sighed and dispatched groups of them to guard the rears. He also made a group of 10 men who needed to stay behind and watch for any Fel Hounds. Suddenly, the Emperor on his seat arrived.

''Well well..'' he said bittered. ''I could expect this from you, Nicanor. Failing to defend our city, failing to defend your comrades and now we're being hunted by Demons! How predictable.''
Nicanor gave him a deadly glare which scared the Emperor. ''I have fought! I have done all I could, and yet you are scolding at me!? Go back to your tent, silly fool! This is the true work and all I have could done!''
The Emperor wanted to react, furious, but noticed much soldiers stood behind Nicanor, looking ferocious and also angry. The King grunted and left.

 

[Dragonson]

"What a pest." The robed man stood beside Nicanor once more. "A leader that orders you to fight. Then you fight. The fight turns out to be a bad idea. Youre the one blamed. Am i right?"

 

[SoLmaster]

"Emperor, You have not the power you think you have". The voice followed like an arrow.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Were that message meant for me or SoL?

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC; Sorry, posted something wrong and deleted it, don't mind my previous message.

The Emperor looked down upon the mage. ''Hmpf. More of your friends!?'' he shouted, furious. ''Begone of my sight...''
Nicanor kneeled bittered, stood up and turned. To the place where he belonged. With his soldiers, with his friends and comrades.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: He can use his voice to carry long miles apart. OOCEND

"So, angel, Your wondering what the first son of 'him' is doing with Mortals. It that i hate my father and his group."

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Witch has just awoken.... Oh damn yea! I slept very, very well... )))

IC: As orcs came into Trol'akar, the village was rebuilding much faster. After few hours, as peons arrived, few grunts and raiders shown up themselves and entered that small village. "We are here to help you protect this village, human chief!", said one of grunts. "We are yours to command now!", said another. Greymare looked at them, and then said. "Good, guys, two of you grunts, head north to the northern tower. It's just rebuild and we need guards there!", said Greymare. "As you wish, chief!", answered grunts as they were heading to the northern tower....

 

[Dragonson]

The mage stared at the emperor. His face did not show any feelings at all, but his eyes did. They were not their normal white color, they were burning. "Makath." He muttered silently, then turned around and followed Nicanor.

Well, actually, half breed, i were wondering why youre not bigger than you are.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Sol, I said; don't mind my previous message.

Most of the men also followed him, and when they left the place with the conflict with their king, they headed to their sleeping places. Everyone did, and Nicanor lied down inside his tent, sighing. His thoughts were far away, at the queen, at Nahar, at Humanity..

 

[arthas_king]

''Good!Now that you orcs and we humans are together, we will cleanish these lands and help magnar be rebuilt.We will help you kill that Bunkad and destory the mag'har!We will wait for Nicanor to show up and tell him of our alliance.''He said while repairing a tower.

 

[Dragonson]

Midnight. Nicanar noticed a little black tent in the middle of the camp. It looked too small to contain a single person, and way to small to be a tent used by the army. Had the army been recruiting gnomes?

 

[SoLmaster]

"Now Now,no harsh words. But I would like to speak with this 'leader' of yours". He walks over to the emperor." I'm Elion, now treat your people with repect or elsl face a wrath of a half-titan. Bye". Then he walkes back to the others.

 

[arthas_king]

OOC:LOL Sol

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Woweth... That was... suecidal?

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Go and try, lol. You will be killed by 20.000 pikes, 5000 archers and 150 axes, swords and spears.

''Hah! Half-titans are myths! Now begon, little rat.''

 

[arthas_king]

OOC:Greymare runs towards bnukad, die or face the wrath of my 1337 skills!
Lol SoL.....

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: And he begun.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Where is SpEtNeZz???

IC: "As you wish", said one of raiders as he was turning around and heading to the gates of Trol'akar...

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: I'm just dieing of laughter here OOCEnd

"Kol hir di sol din huy day". Elion is singing a song that the angel can understand.

 

[Dragonson]

But the angel is meditating, so he doesent hear.

OOC: BRB

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Sol, now serious. You can't go and threaten, command everyone. Even if you're a Half-Titan, it CAN'T.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: SoL chill out with things like:
- I am an half titan and if I shoot you you will fly over to the east coast!
- I am an half titan and I can beat 200000 swordsmans, 1342354 archers etc.... -.-' That really sux.... OOCEND.


EDIT: I am going to launch now, see you in ten minutes...

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: HE IS THE FIRST SON OF THE FALLEN TITAN OOCEND

When he finished the song. Then it started raining. "Myths of old and myths of new are all the same. Now to think on hitting the ass with lightning."

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Even so. Can you realize you're the only one who has fun if you can go own everything? And do everything? ''Oh look, 100.000 Demons. Meh, I'll just pwn them.''
Can you realize that..?

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: he can only handle 3,000 demons before getting capured. 6,000 for mortals. OOCEND

nah, hell is ready for him, thought a angry Elion.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Fussiler1 indeed...

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor listened to the Song. It was quite good, but it could not beat the ol' soldier songs at the campfire with a mug of beer, he thought chuckling.

 

[Dragonson]

Suddenly something sounding like a church organ begun playing inside the tiny tent. Not as loud, but still sounded like one.

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: What's that supposed to mean? And what's the OOCend you keep using? Ment for Sol.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: About the OOCEND: i started on those.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: well it works. oocend.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: SoL chill out with that stupid words. (I kicked him in balls, and then Witch dress him up) .... That sux man! And you are ruining the RP, if you don't want to play, let others play then! Or if you want to live in your MYTH'S then create your own RP!!!

 

[Fussiler1]

Witch, calm down. He's just angry. We should let him for a while, then he calms down.
And Sol, I'm sorry I rejected your character so angered.

Now, stop flaming, everybody, and return to the RP.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: And I am not angry, huh?

 

[Fussiler1]

Just quit the immature flaming, both of you. Go to the off-topic section if you want to flame, but not HERE.

Nicanor was curious about the sound which he never heard. He left his tent and felt a cold breeze embracing him. He shivered and walked on, looking inside the small black tent.

 

[SoLmaster]

OOC: Witch, lighten up, besides what fun is there if can't you can beat up your own character and do mean stuff to it. Bye need to work on some other stuff.

IC: Elion fell asleep. A war had just started and both side have heavy hiters. Then the death of his friends by the hands of his father. He woke up to find that it was morning.

 

[Dragonson]

The FIrst thing Nicanor saw was a enormous, bright room, looking like the dining hall of a caslte. At the end of the room, the mage were playing on something that looked like a organ.

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor frowned. How could that be..? The tent from outside seemed to offer only a sleeping place and nothing else. Oh well, probably a magical trick.
''Hey! It's morning, and we're leaving!'' he says, then he leaves.

 

[Dragonson]

The Music stops.
The mage leaves the tent. Looks around about, then snaps his fingers and summons a plate with bacon and scrampled eggs. "So, did you sleep well?"

 

[Fussiler1]

Nicanor shakes his head. ''Thoughts.. troubling me. Plenty.'' he says. He shouts something to a Black Knight and quickly. the column is formed. ''Eat your breakfast while walking.'' he says. Then the column starts moving.

 

[Dragonson]

"Walking?" Khal looks confused. "Oh!" The mage sits lke he's going to meditate, still holding his plate, the begins to hover in the air. The hovering mage quickly catches up with the soldiers. "so... what exactly is it youre trying to acheive with all this?"

 

[OMonaxos]

The doomguard has now finally reached the main army.He landed in front of the eredar officer and said"Warchief Bnukad demands you arrival at Mal'tharoth Keep".The officer growled menancigly"I will not take orders from a little MUGGOT!"the eredar officer let out a burning beam of fel fire that embraced the demon and melted him.

"The Doom Lord needs this world purged and I shall do it!Not a pathetic fel orc!"the eredar officer said furiously.