Rafia: Blackwind Mountains and Necropia

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion ran over to fuss and grapped him, his wings beating fircely, he launched nto the air... He tried to cast the spell that damened his presence of the plane he was in...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Darn! I don't know why but the thread update didn't show up at my User CP.
Sorry :S

IC:
Taiion felt magic surging through his veins, but instead of the intended spell, the magic formed into something else...

Around him, a shimmering red light appeared.
And in a enormous pulse of light, the room was illuminated.
Taiion opened his eyes after being blinded, and saw, an enormous, drakebrood (lore roll possible) cathedral.

 

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Taiion stared, trying to think of what this thing he saw was... (lore check)

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Lore Check: Roll (1d6): 5.
Taiion knew that the drakebrood were a subrace of dragons.
Their origin is unknown, but they look alot like elves with scales and dragon heads.
[More Lore on Drakebroods available yet not known.]
He also knew that these cathedrals were built underground by the drakebrood lords.
They usually served as temples or mauleseums, though they sometimes evolved into tiny underground cities.

 

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Taiion flew towards the cathedral exit at breakneck speeds. Still holding tight on to niahcluc...

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: You're IN the cathedral.
You illuminated the room you're in and found out that it's a Drakebrood cathedral.
Sorry if i didn't make it that clear. :S

 

[erdniz]

OOC: do i see them now?

 

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Edited.

 

[Fussiler1]

''Let me go!'' he shouted angry.

 

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TTaiion ignored him and shot for the nearewst exit.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: You can totally see them Erd.

IC: As Taiion neared the exit, a huge rock suddenly shot up infront of it.

 

[erdniz]

"Hey you there. help me out of here!" Zarator shouted desperately.

 

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Taiion did a loop, still soaring through the air, avoiding the door... he dove towards the noise calling for help, and grabbed it as well, speeding like a bullet, madly searching for a way out...

 

[erdniz]

Zarator was stunned after the impact. Wile coughing he whispered "thank you".

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion felt the strain of carrying two people slowly beginning to pull him downwards.
He felt more and more tired, and he knew he would have to land soon if he didn't want to pass out.

 

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Taiion gasped and started to fly lower, but still trying to find a place to escape... his muscles straining... he came lower... Still flying like a bullet...

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Endureance Check: Roll (1d6): 2.
About two meters above the floor, Taiion collapsed.
Still at consiousness, but completely exhausted.

 

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he flopped the the ground, rolling for a few feet, before collapsing on the ground, but his grip never wavered off his two charges... he struggled to sit up, folding his wings... "are..." he hissed at his own discomfort.. "are you two al-..." he sopped for a moment... hissing again... "are you two alright?" he questioned, before falling on his back once more and trying to get up again... hissing... finally he ot on his knees... relativly stable... and looked around...

 

[Dragonson]

Just as Taiion's eyes fell on the spot that the silhouette had been before, he saw what apparently was the Black Spectre.
A tall, old-looking man with a white beard.
He was wearing a hood, so Taiion couldn't see his eyes.
"Well done... truly well done."
He wrote something in a little book he fetched from inside his cloak.
"Now, please die."
With that, the spectre drew a longsword, also from somewhere inside his cloak.

DM's Note: None of you took damage from the fall.

 

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Taiion stood up sharply and again tried to launch into the air. all the while casting both of the spells in his book... he was exhasted, but tried to focus... (focus/spell check?)

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion is too exhausted to do anything, and he falls to the ground again.
DM: Endureance Penalty: Roll (1d6): 1.
Taiion luckily takes no damage from this event.

OOC: You'l be feeling better soon, but atleast not until some of the other's have done some actions.

 

[Fussiler1]

Niahcluc landed relative safely (?) and stood up, only to see the Spectre fighting Taiion. He drew Ravager and charges at the Spectre.

 

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Taiion rolled to the ground and hissed; ''too soon...''

 

[Dragonson]

The spectre laughed.
"Even if there were ten of you you couldn't beat me!"

 

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OOC: dm fusses roll?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Oops. Sorry, didn't notice.
And WOW! I gotta say, that was one wicked roll you made there fuss. O.ô

DM: Charge: Roll (1d6): 6. Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice.
Rolling Extra Dice: 6. Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice.
Rolling Extra Dice: 6. Rolling Crit Chart: 3. Good Stuff.
Final Result: 18. (Good Stuff.)
As Niahcluc charged he felt a sudden surge of energy.
He held tightly unto Ravager and charged the spectre, roaring like a dragon.
Inside his head, it was like he heard this silent whisper: "Ssssslay... the defiler...."
When Niahcluc reached the spectre he lunged at him with extreme force, and the surprised spectre were hurled into the wall.
DM: Unknown Ability gained by Niahcluc.

 

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OOC: DAMN fuss thats good.

IC: taiion again struggled to his feet, tryig to rgain strength (recovery roll)

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: That would be an endureance roll.
But really, it'd be wasted.
You're ready to go battling again soon, and if you fail your endureance roll you'l just be more tired.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: ok-ee dok-ee

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Epic shit.

He stared at his sword, astonished.
How could Ravager have..?
He suddenly thought back of the voice.
''Slaay.. the defiler..'' it had mumbled.
''What happened?'' he quickly asked Taiion.

 

[erdniz]

Zarator stumbled to his feet, still weak after the impact with Taiion. He saw Niahcluc and the cloaked person. he also saw that the person ho had helped him so out of the blue, was struggled to get on his feet. zarator ran to hi aid trying to support him.

 

[Dragonson]

The spectre stood up again.
"You... that's not..."
He goes silent for a moment, then suddenly hurls his sword at Niahcluc with great force.

 

[Fussiler1]

He stood still for a moment, thinking, while the sword was hurled at him.
Was that special attack only for attacking, or also for defending..?
Quickly he decided to parry to attack, hoping for success.

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Deflection: Roll (1d6 +20 for Unkown Bonus): 5. (25.)
Niahcluc neatly deflected the longsword, sending it flying right back at the spectre, who dodged it.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion groaned. He let out an unearthly hiss... "HOW DARE YOU!" He roared fircely. He got up, and tired to focus all of the power in every inch of his body into the spell that dampened the physical presence of the plane one was on... and tird to use it on the spectre...

 

[Dragonson]

Taiion tried to focus, but something was blockiung his planar magic.

 

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He gave a brief hiss of anger, and tried to cast an offensive blast...

 

[Dragonson]

DM: Spell Check: Roll (1d6): 6. Rolling crit chart: 2. Unexpected success.
Taiion roared, and chanted the words of the second spell in his spellbook.
He felt the raw power flowing through his body, and fired a massive sphere of dark magic at the spectre.
It was a direct hit, and the spectre hit the walls once again.
"Fools! You cannot beat me!" it exclaimed after getting up on it's feet again.
With that, it hurled a whole lot of knives, which it fetched from somewhere in it's cloak, at Taiion.

 

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Taiion Leapt into the air, hs wings flapping, and dove straight for te spectre, his soulblade swinging in a sharp helix...

 

[Fussiler1]

He tried to evade the knives and followed the example of Taiion, charging forward with Ravager.

 

[erdniz]

after the confusion of Taiion's refusal Zarator stumbled into the path of the knifes. being hit by several of the knifes Zarator fell once again to the ground.

OOC: sorry i got a bit confused by my self

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Hah! U has triggered mah plot twist!
I'l be answering in some minutes.

EDIT:
As the knives hit Zarator, he felt no pain.
Actually they vanished as they hit him, apparently illusions.
Both Taiion and Niahcluc suddenly stopped mid air while charging, and slowly landed on the ground, confused.
Then, the spectre laughed.
Not a evil laugh, not a cold laugh, not a cruel laugh, but a normal, hearty laugh.
"I must say, you are good at this. Defenetely the kind of people we're looking for.
What do you think Nall?"
And out of the shadows, Nall Towershield appeared.
"Most exellent indeed. I didn't know they were capable of such things."

 

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Taiion landed. Realizing somthnig he had been half-sensing all along...

 

[erdniz]

Zarator looked at his hands, with a confused expressions in his face. "vat the..." he stumbled to his feet once again. facing Towershield and the specter and so turning to his saviors. "Who are you all?"

 

[Dragonson]

Nall smiled.
"I am Nall Towershield, head executive and heir to the Towershield Family."
He then pointed at the spectre.
"...and this is my brother, Xall Planebreaker."

 

[The World Is Flat]

Taiion landed and Hissed sharply.

 

[erdniz]

" why did i hang in this chapel of yours?"

 

[Dragonson]

Xall gave Taiion a most frightening glare, and then answered Zarator.
"I do not know. This is a place i only just recently found, and you were here when i came."

 

[erdniz]

"so if you knew i were here, why did you not take me down?" Zarator answered with a aggressive tone in his voice.

 

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Taiion got up, furious. "You little..." He hissed walking up to Nall. "I ought to rip your throat out you little whelp!"