..::Legends of the Damned::..

[Dragonson]

"It is indeed me." Khal saíd, with a half-smiling expression on his face.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"what are you doing in these lands?" He asked slighty suspiciously.

 

[Dragonson]

"Flying. When Deathwing fell the Magmaborn fell too.
I were cleansed, but all kinds of "Holy Angel" status has been revoked.
I have nothing to do." Khal said, obviously not happy about what had happened.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"well you could always join the sons of death. we have survived." Taiion suggested, flying lower, towards what looked like a ruined church.

 

[Dragonson]

"Well... i sure don't mind helping you with any matters you might need help with Taiion,
but i'm not going to join the ranks of the undead. That'd be just a tad too much."
Khal replied, following Taiion.

 

[Etzer]

OFF-TOPIC : Where is the "Meeting point"... I really wanna join you, but i can't as long as i'm running around killing High Elves x_x

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: Et, its OOC: btw

IC:

"Well i'm not undead am i?" taiion asked Khal. "i could use some assistance in rebuilding an organized kingdom."

 

[Etzer]

OOC : Et? Woot?

 

[Dragonson]

"Hmm? Such as?"
Khal asked. "I don't have anything to do, so i suppose i could help."

 

[The World Is Flat]

"I need you to find survivors" Taiion said. "That church is where you will bring them. It is the Tomb of Nicanor." He paused. "i have an orc to find now." And he sped off at incredible speed towards the orc, Graluk...

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Yes, I'm at war with you. o-O

The survivors of the battle had been assembled, and the wounded were brought away.
''We will take vengeance, my warriors!"' Illium roared as he grabbed his battle axe.
The column started moving, tracking down the Orcs to attack them.

 

[Dragonson]

"Survivors? What Survivors? Survivors of who? Survivors of where?"
Khal yelled after Taiion.

 

[The World Is Flat]

"the survivors of the great sundering!" he called back...

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Sorry but my school this week is from 13:15 to 20:30, so I am not able to play this RP with y'all, I'll be active as much as possible!

IC:
''As you wish, human. But take care, since elves are cute and beauty, but in same way they kill you from behind, when your defense is low. I am just worried about you, you don't seem to be real warrior of you have love for our enemy. Just think of my words, human!" said Garluk, as he agreed to Helmdal's decision...

 

[Fussiler1]

After a day of travelling, Illium and his men finally arrived that the tracks of the Orcs were visible.
They followed the paths and finally saw the Orcish Warband.
''Be ready..'' Illium whispered.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Fussiler1 should I respond as that orc warband or you will RP all that? BTW Garluk has to wait for Helmdal to respond...

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Ehm, isn't that Orcish Warband your men?

 

[Dragonson]

Khal flew over the land, looking for any survivors.
So far he found nothing, but he kept flying.

 

[The World Is Flat]

From far below, Khaz could suddenly hear a voice: "look mommy! a big bird!" and then he say them, maybe 25 people, in a big train of carts pulled by old koto-like creatures...

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Oh it's so boring, I can't RP until SoL answers.... I'll RP that orcish warband... ^^
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Meanwhile in Orcish column...
''Warchief, we are marching like this for hours! No real enemies to fight, no real blood to feed us, we only fight small creatures like centaurs and harpies!" shouted one grunt, as he looked at heavy armed Orc. "And?" answered orc calmly. Grunt looked at him shocked, and then he continued arguing. "We are no bunch of fools you know! Show us some respect!" he shouted and charged towards heavy armored orc, pushing him and throwing him on the ground.
"This was the biggest mistake in your stupid life, orc!" answered warchief calmly, as some dark energy appeared out of his body. Grunt stood up, holding his head and screaming in pain. "What you are feeling now, is anguish of thousands souls, hidden withing my sword, the Soulburner!" shouted warchief...
Grunt was still screaming in pain, and asking everyone for help. Other orcs in that column were shocked, as they seen their mate being killed by some dark energy. After some time screaming and shouting in pain, grunt has stopped holding his head and shouting. It seemed like effect has passed.
"Watch yourself next time, grunt!" said warchief calmly, as he ordered others to continue walking in column...

Info: 'Warchief' character will be revealed later, as one of characters caught himself up to him!

 

[Fussiler1]

''Hm?'' he mumbled surprised.
''Remember, strike fast and disappear, then strike again.. I don't want any casualties..'' he mumbled.
Then, the humans charged at the Orcish warband, in rage and anger.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

"Drums of battle will sound once again..."
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"Incoming...!!" shouted Orcish warriors as they saw human raiding party attacking them. Warchief saw them also, but he was standing calmly, waiting for them to come closer.
"Nobody can attack me, without me noticing it, remember that humans!" he shouted as he raised his both hands up, in the air.
"Asha'la nore!" he continued shouting, as dark shield was appearing around Orcish column, protecting them from humans attack. "Stand in the line, prepare for war you maggots!" shouted Warchief, as he was ordering orcs to stand in line, then battle humans...

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
I'm a bit lost. Trolls, what enemies do they have? Everyone?
---
@Witch-King (post below)
Ok, good to know, and I'll start RPing tomorrow!

But now I'm off to bed!

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Trolls don't have enemies, but they're prepared to attack humans when orcs are in need, since they are allied.

 

[Fussiler1]

As they charged forward, Illium roared one last time and clashed into the Orcish ranks.
''For Nicanor!'' he cried out in anguish, hacking and slashing with his axe.
Inspired by his words, his troops also fought very bravely.

OOC: I'm not sure what the shield does.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Shield prevents your armies from reaching that orcish warband, but w/e.... if you already attacked so be it...

IC:
"Cries of war have come..!!"
One after one, orcs were falling down - half torn apart or even completely sliced thanks to that angry, rushy and very powerful attack of humans. Illium was shouting some battle cries to inspire his warriors even more, all the way until they almost haven't seen any living orc on the ground...
Mumbling among the human lines have begun. "Where is the 'Warchief'?" they asked each other, but nobody could give answer. "Master Illium there is no 'Warchief' among the dead bodies, even though we won, he escaped somehow!" said one of warriors as he approached Illium...
"Hahahaha, your hell has come!" someone shouted, deep, deep in the air. It seemed that 'Warchief' this time has demonic voice, and that he has black wings on his back - so he had. He had his body fully covered by dark shadows and energy, which gave him strong black wings and turned his skin into dark red. "You are not prepared!" he shouted and then laughed at humans...
"Come down, coward!" shouted Illium as he raised his axe, as protecting from the sun. "Don't worry, I will....But not now, remember this... All of you shall feel the real PAIN!" he shouted and flew away quickly, fast, that he couldn't be seen after one minute of flying away. Fear could be felt among the human lines, as one stranger appeared near Illium...
"Pain, is the name everyone knows about him. It is said that devil himself is living in this dark-orcish body. Watch yourself brave human, he oughta' catch you!"...

 

[Fussiler1]

Illium frowned.
Then he chuckled.
''We shall face him and destroy him, one day.''
''Now, let's move, eh? We're moving to the south! Some remnants of the Ayan'renai are holding their ground there!'' he shouted.
''Farewell, stranger.'' he mumbled.
The band started to move southwards.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

"Ughm... Sir!" shouted stranger as he ran towards Illium. "May I travel with you sir? I got nobody of my family alive, I am all alone!" he continued, with sad expression on his face...

Meanwhile, near the entrance of 'Orcish Caves'...
"So it happened huh?" said strange voice. "Yeah, indeed it happened. It is going just as planned master! Good thing is that you sent that maggot 'Garluk' on quest to find one person that does not exist, so he'll probably die searching for it, since he can't let his honor be disrespected. As for my legion, everyone that was standing in your way died master. I made FAKE shield to help humans reach them faster, and then I flew away, not harmed!" answered 'Pain' as he was speaking to whole council of orcs covered by darkness and black hoods. "I like your style, Pain, oh indeed I do. Since there is nobody who can enslave us here, you got one last mission - and then you're free from your curse and you will become one of us - The Galadon." said one of holograms, who seemed to be leader of 'Galadon'...
Pain smiled, and then nodded his head twice, in hope that he'll hear what his last mission is. "Your last mission is.... murdering of yourself!"...

 

[Fussiler1]

Illium sighed and examined the boy.
''Sure thing.'' he answered.
''Though, what's your name?''

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

Stranger smiled as he looked at Illium. "Alen is my name sir, and I am ready to serve in your battalion!" he answered quickly and happily...

 

[Fussiler1]

''Ehm.. alright.'' he mumbled.
The warband started to move south, and as they started walking Illium asked.
''Tell some about yourself, boy.''

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

"There is nothing much to tell about me sir, I am a simple one!" said Alen trough laugh.
They moved about three meters away, and Alen spoke again.
"I must thank you for saving me up here. Those orcs would kill me for sure, after two weeks of hunting me, they got angry!"

 

[Fussiler1]

''You managed to survive two weeks against Orcs?''
He looked surprised at him.
''Well, that's damn impressive, boy.'' he laughed.

OOC: Just wondering, who are the leaders of the Empire?

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Good question, check it this way! Everyone here is using one race, for example ME - I'm using ORCS, and now I make orc leaders, lore, characters etc... You're in charge for Empire, you can make a lot of characters in empire....use your imagination...

IC:
"Yeah, I did survived!" answered Alen. "Since I'm not that tall and big, it's not hard to survive against them stupid beings, believe me sir!" he continued...

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Hm. The Emperor is a child.. the Eden Aurorae barely hold control and many warbands are wandering around, like mine. Hm, seems good.

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

OOC: Yeah, it seems good. Only this this RP fails at is activity... :S

 

[Dragonson]

Khal flew down towards the caravan.
He greeted then, showing that he had no ill intentions.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Hm?'' he mumbled, looking up.
The men looked surprised and whispered to each other.
''Who are you?'' Illium shouted.

 

[Dragonson]

"I am Khal Firetamer! Angel by Race but not by Rank!
I'm looking for survivors of the Sundering."
Khal shouted, still to high up in the air to speak with the normally.

OOC: If these are the same people that Nicanor led at some point (the same faction i mean), then they might know who Khal is.
He helped them more than once, remember?

 

[Fussiler1]

''Khal Firetamer?'' he mumbled, frowning.
''Come down, and we shall speak!"' he shouted.

 

[Dragonson]

Khal landed, abit surprised.

 

[Fussiler1]

He examined him better.
''Why do you seek survivors..?'' he asked.

 

[Dragonson]

"I do."
Khal said. Looking around abit.

 

[Fussiler1]

He grumbled something irritated.
''But why?''

 

[Dragonson]

"I am not really sure."
Khal admitted.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Alright..'' he answered.
''Anyways, follow us if you want, we got a band of Ayan'renai to pick up.''

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

Meanwhile, deep in the hidden fortress of Orcs...
"Master Pain, your knife has been prepared!" said orc peon who came to great orcish warchief. "Yeah, glad to hear that. When I be given a new life, you will be rewarded peon, mark that!" answered warchief calmly. Peon nodded his head twice, then turned around and left the room of warchief. "So...time for me to become one of the council has come!" said warchief with happy expression on his face...

 

[PrinceOfThaWest]

Status:

--->

Pain has got a new avatar! (He's dead now!)

 

[Dragonson]

"Hmm..." Khall muttered.
"Well, okay. Where are you headed afterwards then?
I were told to bring any survivors i found to an abandoned church not far from here."

 

[Fussiler1]

''Well, err..'' he mumbled.
''Probably off to fighting an Orcish warband again.'' he said, shrugging.