[Roleplay] Flames of War

[WhiteFang]

The drow absorbs the fire and transforms it into a fireball,which her throws at her while dodging the dagger.He then proceeds to walk away into the distance,seemingly uncaring about the elf girl nor their fight

 

[Chaosy]

Whatever the Drow's reason for leaving, it seemed fairly beneficial to not let him go so easily, from more than one perspective. Aedari went to pick up her satchel which she was unwilling to leave behind as it contained a few important items. She did not carry it on her back though, as she could be in need of dropping it quickly in order to fight if she walked into and ambush, which was not too unlikely if she followed - which she would.

As such she jogged after the Drow, not seeing the need to waste energy to run.
She made sure to pick up the dagger she threw on the way.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

Artilleries were stationed and fired into the mass of the forests in Japan, one bartage after another, creating fires and craters. Waves of Bombers bombed the areas and strafed their guns at any movenment.

 

[Chaosy]

'Amber' was informed shortly after about the previous bombardment of southern japan.

'Amber': "Hurry up and close the gateway before they get here, then we can get away from this place."

A few of the scouting angels were likely caught offguard and killed by the advancing forces, leaving very still few alive as only an extremely small part of the angel's population had remained in the 'main realm' in order to protect their realm.

Gateway to the Underworld deactivation: 20%

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Meanwhile, somewhere in the Underworld.

'Sapphire' had summoned (not literary, just called for them) a few dozen nectomancers to her island where she performed her army's creation most of the time.

'Sapphire': "War is brewing, we need to increase our numbers. Get to work."
'Sapphire' (thinking): "We will run out of bodies with this many necromancers though."
Necromancer: "If you're concerned about the gateway master, this is not going to change much. The difference we will make will only show in the long run."
'Sapphire': "This is not regarding the gateway at all. 'Amber' wont let the gateway be closed for long, because I have something she holds dear."

With the manpower thought in mind she flew away in order to find someone would could speed up the body creation speed.

 

[Cherrymage]

Back in Deroc's office room.

"Deldrach, call Azlariah and Hogzul in, I want to have a discussion with them personally."

Deldrach's pink holographic head nods in acknowledgement, and responds, "Yes, master."

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A few minutes later...

Azlariah and Hogzul have arrived into Deroc's personal office room. "Greetings, Cakemaster," Azlariah, the Scarlet Sun, bows in respect. "What is thy bidding?"

Deroc smiles and says, "We will discuss about our plans to reestablish our influence in Belaezet Fay'ged (Japan)."

Deroc: "As you all know, an unknown yet familiar force (Shadowridge Empire) are trying to take control of the entire Belaezet Fay'ged. We must not allow that to happen!"

Deroc continues, "Any suggestions?"

Hogzul simply let out an evil laughter, and speaks in a throaty voice. "Hah, that's very simple. Just annihilate and finish off these little angels and mysterious people using superheavy weaponry!"

Azlariah let out a sigh to Hogzul and says in a soft voice, "Do you think that things are -that- easy? And won't that cause unnecessary casualties and provoke others?"

"Hah, I can't believe that you little, fragile elves are cowards. No wonder why your so-called Othmar Garithos expelled you in the first place!"

After hearing this, Azlariah is offended and angered. Her glowing green eyes turn into burning orange eyes of fury and her heart starts burning in flames of wrath. "Watch your smelly mouth, you little, primitive barbarian!"

"See? You bad-tempered blood elves are ever... are easily offended and enraged--"

"STOP!" Deroc yells in annoyance, and takes several deep breathes. Azlariah begins shuddering, fearing punishments from Deroc. However, a few seconds later the Cakemaster simply looks at Azlariah and calmly says, "Azlariah, I know you've did your best, but don't get yourself angry because of a barbarian's stupid words." In the blink of an eye Deroc turns his head at Hogzul and glares at him. "You! Watch your fucking stupid tongue! Don't make us Pherithians feel ashamed! You are not a fucking Harkonnen savage dammit!"

Azlariah covers her mouth and giggles, then mumbles to no one in particular, "Stupid barbarian! I feel happy to see him being scolded by Deroc!"

Hogzul lowers his head and breathes loudly in masked infuriation. <Stupid weaklings! You say I am a Harkonnen right? Then I'll be a Harkonnen and replace you the Harkonnen way when the time comes!> he thinks to himself.

Shortly afterwards, Deroc calms down. "Let's stop the pointless argument, and continue with our discussion......"

The discussion continues...

 

[WhiteFang]

He begins to pick up the pace before changing into a large and fast spider.He runs faster and faster before teleporting a few meters away and running even faster

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The command room in Artic, 2 Shadowridge Phase II Dark Troopers walked in with a electrocuted Rocksoul blademaster(the felreaver electrocution) and flung him to the floor. A sinister looking felogre walked in and sat in a nearby chair. He was wearing a mask and dark armor and a huge mobile infernal cannon strapped to his back. He kicked the bladenaster and asked " Who is your master? And what bringa you here to face the Might of the Shadowridge? Lowly orc..."(waits response)

 

[Chaosy]

Aedari felt something reminding of "the thrill of the hunt" as she too was forced to pick up the pace in order to keep up with the spider. Elves were known for being agile and swift after all so she had no issues with running quickly. Still, it made it harder for her to inspect her surroundings to hopefully prevent an ambush if there would be one along the way.
As he started to teleport to push his advantage she too was forced to do something.
She shouted something but the words were blown away by a powerful gale that surrounded her, not only did it boost her running speed, it also made the snow whirl around making her hide in a huge snowstorm-like effect, so targeting her would prove difficult as one could not see where inside it she was.

 

[WhiteFang]

Spiror Hun'ana:Lalelelelalala,she is trying to kill me just to show off for her momma.
He teleports a bit more forward and doubles his speed,then transforms into a fly,further increasing his speed.

 

[Chaosy]

Need for speed lol.


Aedari would not hear his words since her sensitive ears could not hear anything but the blowing wind. She increased the power of the spell and the gale turned into a tornado boosting her speed to the best of her ability, if he could increase his speed further he would outrun her, still causing the snowstorm-effect but in a larger area. She had quite some issues in keep track of the fly as it did not leave footprints and was very small. However she could sense his body heat which was easy in the cold wasteland.

 

[Cherrymage]

The Rocksoul Blademaster lifts his head and glares at the Felogre in hatred. "You obese fool! Do you know who I am!? I am a proud Rocksoul warrior! I serve our Baron Hogzul!"

The meeting is now over.

The Elvenhood of Flardyrn is tasked to dispatch a small expeditionary force and establish Pherithian presence at Belaezet Fay'ged, with Azlariah as their commander. To not alert the angels, Azlariah decided that her force will land at the west, away from the crater, and use smaller spacecrafts to transport her force. Once all her forces have arrived to their landing zone, a Pherithian base has been quickly built up. Azlariah began harvesting operations near her base. Soon, the base is layered with defenses, such as plasma laser turrets and Obelisks of Darkness. More Pherithian elven troops are trained, and more combat vehicles are manufactured.

 

[Chaosy]

West* the crater was at the south east coast.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The Fleogre smiled "You mean the Rocksoul Clan leader Hogzul from Vestrosya? Pathetic idiot...". A Dark Trooper shocks the Bladmaster enough to make it sting but no enough to make a wound. "Tell me more.. im interested.. Lord Leo will want that information.. and why your rocksouls fled here?"The felogre grinned and said.

 

[WhiteFang]

He decides it's time to change the games and turns his body the same color as the snow.He then lowers his body temperature to that of the snow as well and lies down on the snow

 

[Chaosy]

With those counter measures she had no way to follow him.
She had gotten quite some information which technically made the mission a success, though the most important piece was denied from her. Not to mention there was no guarantee that it was the truth. But she was mostly disappointed about the fact that she didn't get to fight the Drow, at least it would have made the trip worth the while for certain. She let her spell fade away as she turned around and walked back, following her own footsteps.

While walking back she thought carefully about which worlds she would choose to conceal her failure to the great one.

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The angel scouts would've returned back to the crater to guard the gateways, thus the newly constructed base would go unnoticed.

 

[WhiteFang]

After a while,he changed back to his true form and begins channeling a spell

 

[Chaosy]

As Aedari had her back turned against the Drow and were in deep thought and was not aware of the spell being cast.

 

[Daffa]

@Chaosy ; those visa stuffs are aimed toward Directive, not you sorry for the miscommunication.
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The man passes the guards and head to the city. He then used his powers to quickly blink and disappear from sight, as he realized none is watching his movement. The man then reappears somewhere around the cityside, he searched for any clue about the area. He surely seemed to search for any identity about the area's leader. He takes out a small piece of unknown item, sort of communicator and turns it on.
Man : "'Petal' already at city, 'Ice' and 'Princess', state your situation."
On the other side of the city, 'Ice' and 'Princess' are looking around the city, wondering where 'Petal' is.
'Ice' : "'Petal', state your location."
'Petal' : (looked around) "I'm not sure..." (Suddenly, he sees a statue) "Wait, I'm near a statue, looks like a big one. How bout you guys?"
'Ice' : "Emits your aura faintly, that will help us. You should've not been late."
'Petal' : "Sorry, it was unplanned at all. 'Ice', I have done so."
'Ice' : "Good, we're heading to your location."

(Just to make it clear, 'Ice' and 'Princess' also done the same way 'Petal' did to enter Pherith areas)

Meanwhile, Jugram watches his Highness returns to the Palace after the latter nods seeing Azele's ice letters. The troops are steadily rebuilding their stuff. Highness looks to him.
'Highness' : "Watch the situation, I will seek how our agents are doing."
Jugram Haschwalth : "Yes, Your Highness."

 

[WhiteFang]

After the spell is cast the drow is teleported back to the underdark

 

[Cherrymage]

Under Azlariah's guidance, the Pherithians in western Belaezet Fay'ged (Japan) continue to develop and expand their soils there. Another Pherithian MCV, escorted by a few Light Infantries, Tick Tanks and Falcon Prism Hovercrafts, is sent to another large flat land, roughly 30 km away from the primary coastal base, in the middle of a forest. The MCV deploys, and Azlariah begins building up another base there. Plasma Generators are constructed, Barracks and Plasma Laser Turrets are built, and more Pherithian troops moved in. More refineries are constructed and Pherithian harvesting operations in Belaezet Fay'ged continue to grow and expand.

The Rocksoul Blademaster let out a scream of pain as he was shocked. He continues, "Yes, we are proud, strong warriors of the Rocksoul Clan! We followed our Baron, disposed of that stupid Krugorim and eventually have arrived on this planet!"

A few Rocksoul Marines, Firebats and Troopers, wearing in menacing black uniforms, encircled 'Petal' and aim their guns at him. One of the orcs make a hostile, bossy posture and speaks in a rather unfriendly tone, "Looks like you are afraid, fragile and suspicious! Weakling!" A Firebat then taunts, "Little worthless human slave of Deroc and Azlariah! Tell us who you are, give me all your things or we will toast you in hellish flames!"

Hogzul, seeing the concept of Blademasters as cowardly and primitive, has disbanded the vast majority of them, and all of them are secretly sent to be trained and transformed into much more futuristic and terrifying Grim Commandos, without Deroc's prior knowledge and authorization.

He also dismissed and retired the Falcon Prism Hovercrafts in Rocksoul Clan, thinking they are as fragile and incompetent as Deroc does. The Falcon Prism Hovercrafts within Rocksoul Clan are subsequently replaced with the much more imtimidating and horrifying Cataclysm Assault Tanks, improved successors and mergers of the old Soviet Apocalypse Atomic Tanks and Harkonnen Devastators.

The Baron of Rocksoul, Hogzul nags to nobody in particular, "Soon, Deroc and his little elven slut Azlariah will tremble before my Rocksoul fist, and I will take his place and make them pay dearly! The Rocksoul Baron will triumph over those weak humans and elves!"

(Just to make this clear, he's -NOT- going to create any new faction, but rather he's just planning to overthrow Deroc and seize control of the Pherith Empire, as well as to change the society and military doctrine of Pherith, which is what he sees as currently inferior, emotional and weak)

 

[Chaosy]

Azele's troops were quick to establish a basic base, however it did not develop further than that. Clearly the underworld was not known for architecture. The base was basically a huge collections of tents.

In the largest one among them, Azele sat by a hastily crafted table, it did not look elegant or nice in any way, but it was quite sturdy and it filled its purpose. She had placed a map on top of it, as she inspected the local terrain, she looked for an location where she could somehow abuse in order to sneakily kill some of the Phantom Alliance's units and get away with it. But directed infiltration seemed to be the only way, and that was too risky. Footsteps were then heard as someone entered the temple.

Azlele: "How da-- oh it's one of you fucking war ruiners."

She interrupted herself as she turned her head to see who it was.
It was an angel, apparently the diplomat had arrived.

Diplomat: "I'll take that as a compliment. 'Amber' express her gratitude for following the pact's rules just as she does."
Azele: "Do you know what kind of punishment is handed out for those who do not fucking follow it? No you don't, and you don't want to. Now, away with you, do your peaceful tree hugging - and conceal who damn wings, will you?"
Diplomat: "Will do, once I you sign a letter I can show to prove that I am authorized to speak for the order."

His wings faded away, the angels did not want to hide their wings as it made them feel naked. But he agreed with Azele here, the wings would only complicate things, it would not benefit anyone.
Azele let out an annoyed grunt as she wrote a quick letter and handed it over to the angel.

Diplomat: "'Amber' might come here later by the way, I assume you know how to welcome her properly if she does. Now then, excuse me."

Once the angel diplomat had left the tent Azele bashed her hand towards the table a few times which luckily didn't break. 'Amber's arrival efficiently crushed her hopes of engaging in any battle unless the Phantom Alliance made some major advancement.

The angel diplomat headed straight for the Phantom Alliance's palace, he would show the letter which Azele had written and signed which basically just confirmed that he was a confirmed diplomat.

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Aedari wrote a letter while walking, an Observer sitting on her shoulder waiting to deliver it. It was nothing fancy she just wrote down what the Drow had told her, she vaguely mentioned that it was not confirmed to be the truth. The slight 'battle data' she had gather was nothing she wished to share thought, but she would try to figure out a way to track and eventually beat the shit of a Drow as some sort of revenge.

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Yet again, the angels were unaware of the new bases on 'their' island, their numbers were way to few to scout the large island so they just scouted around the crater.

Underworld Gateway Deactivation: 40%

 

[Cherrymage]

In her Command Room, Azlariah is seen commanding her forces and supervising the base operations in front of her laptop. She takes a sip of a fresh orange juice, and looks at Deldrach's visualization once again.

Deldrach: "Let's amass an ambush force, milady. We need to find out what's hidden behind the rusty gateway."

"Yes." Azlariah soon orders the mass production of troops, Tick Tanks, Falcon Prism Hovercrafts and various combat spacecrafts. It would take her about an hour to amass a mighty strikeforce.

 

[Chaosy]

As the deactivation passed 50% it would be very risky to pass through the gateway.
Some body parts could be gone for good in the teleportation process, or you could end up in a very bad position, such as 1000 meters up in the air. There wasn't even a guarantee that all units came to the same location.

'Amber': "There.. the gateway is practically unusable. They can still analyse the spell and reverse it, we need to shut it down completely. Press on!"

 

[Cherrymage]

An hour has passed.

Combat spacecrafts, painted in scarlet and orange Flardryn livery, are sent flying towards the crater once again. Explosive plasma balls rain down from the sky like cats and dogs, likely resulting in heavy explosions if the energyballs hit anything.

Then, some ExploBallistas and Falcon Prism Hovercrafts, escorted by lots of Tick Tanks, Gattling Tanks. The ExploBallista release their explosive, piercing large arrows towards the archangels deactivating the Underworld Gateway, most likely cause catastrophic explosions upon impact. The Falcon Prism Hovercrafts focus their crystals with concentrated light energies, and release them towards any approaching angels, burning them severely. In addition, a beam will diffract towards other nearby angels after hitting its primary target.

Soon, hundreds of well-equipped troops wearing in futuristic suits. Rains of small plasma beams are heading towards the unsuspecting angels, and the tanks open fire to any angels foolish enough to stand in their way.
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Gattling Tank: Lightly armored unit, fires rounds of bullets in a rapid rate. The Gatling Tank is able to train its guns on ground targets, proving that not only is a hail of bullets effective against aircraft armor, but devastating against targets of the soft and fleshy variety as well. Unfortunately, the tank's effectiveness against armored units is minimal.

The longer a Gattling tank fires, the faster the gattling guns spin. Eventually, the sheer number of bullets flying through the air shred through almost anything, regardless of how durable it is.

 

[Chaosy]

Some of the angel scouts noticed the planes, and rushed to warned 'Amber'. However due the the great speed of the high tech machine, their warning merely gave amber about 15 seconds of time before the assault."

'Amber': "Khor made mistake.. he did not add the term to not return here. Just to leave."

She regrettably let go of the spell once more, which slowed down the process significantly. Amber rose her hands as the grounded shook slightly. A thin layer of holy energy appeared above the portal, it reminded a lot of hos a plasma/laser barrier would look like. The spell would normally leave her vulnerable from ground attacks as the shield only protected them from air attacks, but she trusted that there was none since the scouts had not reported it - yet.

As the air assault would be nullified the scouts reported infantry headed their way.

'Amber': "Engage indirectly. Buy as much time as you can, if they arrive here too soon it'll be over unless I do something drastic."
'Amber' (thinking): "If such happen.. I'll have to destory the gateway without deactivating it fully. I do not know what the reaction will be.."

While amber would protect the small area surrounding the gateway and the Archangels, the scouts quickly discussed how they would delay the infantry advancement. After a minute of panic talked they agreed on three actions to take.

Firstly, they planted small scrolls into the ground. It was a nifty invention, it was basically allowed them to activate a certain type of scroll from a distance. So when the army passed through, they would activate the spell which would created medium sized cubes (3x3x2 meters) of holy energy which would imprison those locked down inside of it as they were unable to get out.

It was dead certain to cause the army to halt if they managed to catch an officer in them. For a short while before they either destroyed it, or figured out a way to counter the spell whatever came first.

 

[Cherrymage]

Some of the unsuspecting infantries stepped on the scrolls, and got themselves trapped in holy cubes. They bashed on the inner wall of the cubes, and curse (not literally, just swears rudes words to) the 'evil fake angels' with tons of vulgar slang; 'bitch' and 'fucker' being the least offensive ones.

However, no high-ranking officers or commandos are trapped as they have learnt not to send a prominent personnel in combat with the angels, fearing that a hostage case similar what happened to Dyffros would happen once again.

For those frontliners who were lucky, they have seen the traps in action, and automatically halt to avoid being trapped. However, the squads of troops and battalions of tanks behind didn't saw it, and wondered what has happened, and why the frontline halts.

Azlariah is surprised, but she remains calm. "All ground units, halt!" the very same dark, sexy voice os Deldrach shouts. All ground Pherithian troops, tanks and hovercrafts have paused their movement.

Deldrach whispers to Azlariah, in her command room, "There must be a way to eliminate these pesky traps for good, milady. Try burning down the scrolls."

"Sounds good." Azlariah grins a little as she thinks her force can easily overcome the trap, as well as crush and annihilate the pitiful little angels.

Under Azlariah's command, tons of Pherithian ground units, along with some smaller combat spacecrafts, unleash their fury of projectiles at every scroll they see. Hails of plasma beams rain down on the scrolls. Some Falcon Prism Hovercrafts release devastating rays of burning light towards the scrolls, and the beams will diffract towards other scrolls. Some troops take out a box or two of matches from their pockets, light the matches, come closer to the scrolls, then finally toss the burning matches onto the scrolls, engulfing them on flames.

 

[Cherrymage]

Slightly edited last post

 

[Chaosy]

The scrolls that were not yet stepped on were destroyed without issues, they were very fragile after all.

However, those that had been activated by getting stepped on went unstable and imploded causing a rather huge explosion, it was likely not powerful enough to severely harm high tech machines, but the foot soldiers unfortunate enough to get hit by the blast gott a few parts blown away and otherwise got quite burned.

The angelic scouts were note entirely pleased as they had expected more of the scrolls to activate. But they were pretty sure the army would tread more consciously now which indirectly had won them some time.
Either way, they disengaged from their hiding places to start the second method.
They started to smite the trees around them, causing a fire to spread through the area very quickly. The angels valued nature, but lives were worth even more. As the flames were not natural (in fact the flames are yellow and not red), normal methods to get rid of it would not work.

While they left the army to deal with the fire, they started to work on their last surprise.

Gateway deactivation 65%

 

[Cherrymage]

The scrolls that were not yet stepped on were destroyed without issues, they were very fragile after all. "Hah! These little scrolls were no match for our mighty, advanced military! And these angels' uncreative brains are inferior to my superior intelligence!"

Deldrach responses, "Indeed, we are superior than these miserable little angels in every single aspect!"

However, those that had been activated by getting stepped on went unstable and imploded causing a rather huge explosion, it was likely not powerful enough to severely harm high tech machines, but the foot soldiers unfortunate enough to get hit by the blast gott a few parts blown away and otherwise got quite burned.

Azlariah: "What? Nah, only a few troops are dead, the majority still survives and is well."

A few Falcon Prism Hovercrafts and Gattling Tanks are destroyed as a result, due to their rather fragile armors. Mobile Repair Vehicles are sent to fix the damaged yet still functional Falcon Prism Hovercrafts and Gattling Tanks. Several priests of Flardyrn and Pherithian army medics rush to the injured troops and begin healing their wounds.

Either way, they disengaged from their hiding places to start the second method. "Hah! Stupid little naughty devils disguised as 'angels'!" Azlariah remarks, after seeing the angels pop out on her laptop screen. A few combat spacecrafts have detected the angels, and unleash a hail of concentrated plasma rays towards the angels. As the plasma rays travel in such a fast speed, plus they are both heat-and-magic seeking projectiles, it is highly likely for the angels to get hit.

They started to smite the trees around them, causing a fire to spread through the area very quickly. The angels valued nature, but lives were worth even more. As the flames were not natural (in fact the flames are yellow and not red), normal methods to get rid of it would not work.

Azlariah tries to extinguish the flames with water and ABC extinguishers, but it doesn't work. "There must be a way to put out these flames..." she mumbles to herself, and to Deldrach as well.

Soon, she comes out with an idea, and decides to give it a try. Since those flames were ignited by the angels, Azlariah dispatches some Flardyrn Vindicators and the best mages within the Elvenhood to counter the flames with demonic energies.
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Flardyrn Vindicator: Modernized successors of Spell Breakers and Vindicators, and essentially the commandos of the Flardyrn subfaction. Equipped with the finest commando suits, they can sustain quite a lot of punishment, and are also immune to magics and radiation. Trained in both the arts of magics, and the ways of futuristic combats, they are quite skilled combatants and commandos. Their suits are also apparently resistant to flames as well.

 

[Chaosy]

I love how they destroyed a piece of paper with missiles and went "WHOO WE ARE THE BEST!" xD


While it was a total fluke, the holy fire was both hot and magical which would make the strikes seek out that instead of the angel scouts.
The Flardyrn Vindicators would not be harmed by the fire, but demon magic would work poorly against the holy fire since holy magic counters demonic magic and not the other way around. (at least that's how it works in most if not all fantasy universes)

Suddenly 'Amber's voice could somehow be heard through the flames.

'Amber': "Do you thirst for our blood that badly? If that's the case, leave us alone for another hour and we'll willingly surrender to you."

 

[Edge45]

@Daffa: Let's go to war
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*In haste, Wayden enters the hallway*
Wayden: Father, I bring news from the west, one of our allied countries are attack by mysterious forces, should we help them out?
Warden: Hmm..., very well, I will assemble the troops in the Blue Fotress myself
*The king stands and ready*
Wayden: Wait father, winter is coming, and there is no one to watch over Northelm and Legranda, let me go there instead, let me lead the army, please father, let me do this
Warden: Hmm... your courage have grown my son, very well,
Wayden: Thank you, I won't fail you, father
Warden: Take Legrandus, it will help you bring the fury of the north
Wayden: I will carry it with honor, and by our name, father
*Wayden rides out with some high-ranked officials towards the Blue Fortress, which is south*

*Meanwhile*
*Within the cold Northcrown Mountains*
*A blizzard heavily blows, covering the mountains*
Ed: ...so ... the Flames of War has been sparked... no doubt... it will scatter and burn... my journey begins
*The man destroyed the altar, and takes the orb, then he covered himself with a fur hood and clothing*
*He walks outside the cave, and then, with a slice of his sword, the cave collapsed*
*He walks back towards the Blue Forest*

 

[Cherrymage]

While it was a total fluke, the holy fire was both hot and magical which would make the strikes seek out that instead of the angel scouts. "What? Damn, I didn't foresee this... damn angels..." Azlariah mumbles in a surprised tone. "Deldrach, tell all Fleenzubs to switch from HM-Seeking Projectiles to Unguided Projectiles,"

Deldrach: "All Fleenzub Fighters switch to unguided projectiles."

All the Fleenzub Fighters have switched from heat-and-magic seeking raysto unguided plasma rays, and continue to pursue the angels, this time with unguided plasma rays. Unguided rays would likely be more accurate, as they are not distorted by the holy flames.

Seeing how the Flardyrn Vindicators have failed to put out the fire, Azlariah has decided to halt her force's movement. At the meantime, some troops and tanks are loaded into dropships. Two dozens of dropships will fly past the burning holy fire via air, landed onto the crater and unloaded the battalions straight at the center of the crater, bypassing the burning forests in the process. The Falcon Prism Hovercrafts apparently have swum behind the front, and have arrived at the center. The Pherithian units there surrounded Amber, and a few Fleenzub Fighters fly towards the center, preventing Amber from escaping.

Suddenly 'Amber's voice could somehow be heard through the flames.

'Amber': "Do you thirst for our blood that badly? If that's the case, leave us alone for another hour and we'll willingly surrender to you."

Deldrach's telepathic dark, deep voice echoes in the battlefield, "No, we want to find out what evil secrets you have been hiding behind your rusty, dilapidated gateway."

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The felogre laughs and removed his mask, revealing a ogre face that is greatly distorted(A face like a Silent Hill monster)"I have one last question before i will set you free... who is the leader of Pherith?".

 

[Cherrymage]

The Only Remaining Rocksoul Blademaster: "Well, he's a fragile, little, pathetic human weakling who calls himself as 'Directive255', a lame nickname that only the most cretinous fool will come up with."

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The Felogre considered the name and then with a flick of his fingers, a Phase II DarkTrooper shocks him so the Rocksoul Blademaster faints and teleports him to Bholand. "Those who interfere is an enemy.. oh well.." The felogre chuckled and strode out.

 

[Cherrymage]

The Rocksoul Blademaster finds himself right in front of the menacing Baron of Rocksoul -- Hogzul. The Blademaster shows a terrified face, his body was shuddering greatly in fear and his heart was beating vigorously in a rapid rate.

"Ahem!" exclaims the throaty voice of Hogzul in a murderous tone, full of anger and displeasure.

Something is wrong. The Blademaster has gone into a deep trouble, and something nasty is about to happen.

"Err... Baron?"

"Tell me, why do you got yourself kidnapped!? Why were you late for the Grim Commando program?! Huh!?"

"S-sorry... these damn angels and--"

"You have failed me! And the Rocksoul Clan is humiliated by your incompetence! The rest of the Pherith Empire laughs at us because of your stupid incompetence!" Hogzul roars in fury.

The Blademaster bows, and mumbles in a feeble, weak voice, "S-sorry... my Baron... I did not mean to embarrass you..."

Hogzul decides to spare the Blademaster. "Do not fail me again! Now, go for your Grim Commando training,"

The Blademaster is surprised and pleased that Hogzul has spared his little life. He bows in gratitude and shouts, "Thank you Baron! I'll go now!" The Blademaster then rushes out of the room as quick as possible, hoping to stay away from Hogzul's murderous aura as fast and quick as possible.

 

[Chaosy]

By getting into the air and dodging the fire, they also dodged the third method the scouts was about to use in order to stop them.
'Amber' let out a sigh as she resigned, she could not defeat an entire army no mater how much she tried. She could take out a lot of them, but it would not bring them victory so it would just be needless killing. She put her hands up in the air as a sign of surrendering. The Archangels continued the shutdown spell though.

'Amber' (shout): "I would not come any closer if I were you. If you do we'll destroy the gateway, I do not know what will happen if we do that but I suspect a fifth of this island will blow up, along with all of us, you may ask your experts regarding this, they will likely tell you the same. Once again I make an offer: Let us finish the spell, and we surrender willingly."

By this time Khor had returned back to Japan. He was about to fly down and help his master but Amber gave him a harsh gaze which made him go and hide and watch from a distance instead. If they surrendered he would be the only one who knew what had happened here.

Portal deactivation 80%

 

[Daffa]

Meanwhile, the Phantom Alliance kept their base fortified, like a well placed strategic defense. Jugram had the base fortified with the massive battalion that Phantom Alliance has. Jugram himself, as the diplomat of the Highness, arrived toward Azele's camp. He then approached one of the guards.
Jugram : (Speaks to the guard) "I am Jugram Haschwalth, diplomat of Phantom Alliance at the behalf of 'Your Highness'. I would like to seek audience with your leader."

Meanwhile, 'Petal' joined forces with 'Ice' and 'Princess'. 'Ice' looked around and found a soldier patrolling near the statue.
'Ice' : "Must be valuable statue."
'Petal' : "I doubt that, though let's hit the guard and get anything useful."
'Princess' : "Let me handle that."
'Petal' : "I reject, I'll do it instead."

'Petal' blinked away from his comrades and reappeared near the guard. He suddenly used a powerful magic that summons a glowing chain and used it to grab the guard, then hooked him toward his position, which is a shadowy alley nearby.

Meanwhile, Assailant Leader, under codename of 'Manipulator', orders 'Killer', one of his men (the one chatting with him earlier posts) to kill the two leaders from afar. 'Killer' smiled creepily as he said, "Okay."

While the battle became a mess, 'Killer' extended his blade into a very long one, stabbing both Uther and Antonidas by their chests. The blow surprised both sides as they rushed to their leader's aid.
'Manipulator' : "Not bad."
'Killer' : "No problem, I can handle it."

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The crater(Japan) was sudsenly bonbarded by artillery fire, waves of firey missiles collide with the gorund and unleashed explosions and fel energy. Chunks of rocks were thrown apart by the explosions and fel energy that was present.

The Blademaster(Directive.. u might know what i mean) unfortnately had a weird recording device on the back of his ear(left), which is so small, u need a magnifying glass to see it, it is barely noticable due to camonflauged with the Blademaster's skin(green).

 

[Chaosy]

Underworld Guardian 1: "That's him from the battlefield."
Underworld Guardian 2: "Yeah.. you may pass. Giant tent in the middle, if you go elsewhere accidents might happen."

As Jurgram walked past them they glared with hostile eyes after him. Clearly killing him be something they'd much rather do than talk to him.


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-note that this is prior to current events, Leo got a bit left out when me and directive went active so I reply to him as it was back then.-

'Amber' turned her gaze towards the flying annoyances she made a wide gesture with her hands which ripped apart the clouds and summoned a gigantic beam of light down to obliterate the flying machines.
Numerous angels fell to the grande assault, 'Amber' was lucky enough to not get hit in the wide attack which allowed her to cast an offensive spell instead of protecting herself.

 

[Leo Akastenix]

The underworld gate bombardment? CHAOSY?

 

[Chaosy]

It was my bad. Your reply was not there when I wrote the post.
edit:
added it now though.

 

[Daffa]

Jugram calmly headed to the giant tent, he disregarded the underworld soldiers as if they're not there. As he entered, he saw Azele and her elites inside.
Jugram : "Greetings, General Azele, I assume that as your position in your army?"

Meanwhile, 'Manipulator' proceeded the plan of obliterating the two factions without any trace. The assailants left the base. Then, 'Manipulator' took out a small, some sort of remote. He triggered all the energy bombs planted across the field, causing a massive explosion, obliterating almost everything inside the warfield, including the two leaders.
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Fits my faction name perfectly, "Phantom". Watch your bases, I'm coming

 

[Leo Akastenix]

Ooc: Dont worry.. daffa.. i have my back watched

 

[Chaosy]

Azele: "Does it look like I am fucking joking?!"
Underworld Captain: "N-no, master."
Azele: "We can't summon a single Observer, so you back and figure out what the fuck is going on, understood?!"

The captain saluted and left the tent. Azele and three armored pale elves stood around the table, while two more sat on a few pillows. By one of the tent's walls. As Jugram then entered Azele turned her head towards the entrance.

Azele: "You.."

The rest in the tent put their hands on their weapons as they would then begin to draw them. Azele held up an hand which was silent order to stop. "The pact." she reminded them. The unknown elves in the tent grunted in agreement as they returned their weapons to respective position.

Jugram : "Greetings, General Azele, I assume that as your position in your army?"
Azele: "Kind of. We use a different word but it's basically the same. Did your master send you to mock me? To me it seems pretty unwise to send someone I met on the battlefield."

She went towards a barrel in one of the corners of the tent, a few mugs stood next to it. She took a mug and dipped it into the barrel which contained some ale. She took a sip from it on the way back to the table to prove that it was not poisoned. She the pushed it across the table towards Jugram and made a gesture towards it to signal that he was free to drink if he wanted to.

 

[Daffa]

Jugram didn't reply quickly. He understood the signals given by Azele and sat.
Jugram : "No, he entrust me with such affairs at present. All of our elites are doing their own duties currently and I am the only one worthy enough, at present, to do such negotiation affair. We have no such normal diplomats that most faction does, but rather our 'Chosen Swords' are mandatory to be able to do negotiations. 'Highness' knows well what he do, and I'm here to offer a negotiation."
Jugram took out a small scroll.
Jugram : "He ordered me to give this to you. I couldn't say anything else. He also told me to talk about what happen in the field and what should we do, in negotiative terms, to make all of these battles an unnecessity to be disturbed of, as well as possibly creating alliances between our factions."

 

[Chaosy]

Azele: "I admit you held your ground so you're worthy I suppose."

Azele looked at the scroll for a second before reaching out her hand towards the scroll as she wanted to read it.

Voidbringer: "With them?!"
Azele: "You forget your place, Voidbringer. If I have to remind you of the pact one more time I will hand you over to 'Sapphire' for punishment, which none of us want."

The voidbringer suddenly became very silent. Azele looked towards Jugram again.

Azele: "We'll see. Guess that'll depend on the terms."

 

[Daffa]

The scroll opened as Azele touched it. The scroll reveals an A letter with a glowing rune on it.
Jugram : (Suddenly holds his right eye with his right hand, then returns his hand back to it's former spot) "Consider this as 'Highness' praise. He sees the battle, and considers you a truly worthy person. This rune, the rune of Arising. The rune power will slowly wither with every usage, but it's very powerful that it should wither after another thousand years."

Jugram then absorbed some particles from the air, seemed that he was fatigued out of the blue. Jugram's right eye also glowed for a moment, then faded back to normal.
Jugram : "I apologize for doing unpleasant actions as a diplomat. It's mandatory for me to conserve my strength to hear 'The Highness' wills. Now, to the negotiations. 'Highness' offered an alliance with the current details as following ; We, as new visitors to this land needed a decent mapping of this place, which hopefully we could ask such map from your faction, as from his knowledge, your faction should be here far longer than us. In addition, 'Highness' considered having allies would be very beneficial for both factions, especially from economic and military alliance to support each other against any threats." (Takes a breath) "Now, in turn, what your faction wants for the alliance?"

 

[Chaosy]

Azele: "Intriguing. But you have failed to mention what the rune actually does, I can't seem to judge by the name alone here."

She pulled her fingers though her hair a few times as she crossed her legs while listening to Jugram's proposal. After hearing a few words she waved her hand dismissively which made the other elves in the tent walk out silently.

Azele: "We actually have very detailed maps, there is no issue there. And assistance could come in handy as your faction is not the only one that has come to Jupiter, we do not know what their goals are as of yet, the less unknown variables the better."

She paused to catch her breath before continuing.

Azele: "Here comes the difficult part though, it's hard for me to say what my faction want. The situation is quite complicated but I will try go give you an overview. Genesis, my faction, is actually a merge of two factions as such we are rules by two and not one. We are merged against our will because each side has something the other want and we can't wage war against each other because that would threaten that something. If I can request two things my faction want, you'd make my life easier."

 

[Cherrymage]

@Daffa: The people surrounding 'Petal' are a bunch of modernized yet still savage Rocksoul orcs, not just a guard.
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'Petal' seems to have completely forgotten about the other Rocksoul troops. Without making noise, the savage orc troopers creep towards the same alley 'Petal' is at now. As they approach nearer and nearer to 'Petal', their murderous auras are growing stronger and intenser...

Deldrach's Telepathic Voice: "Stand out of our way, angel, and you'll be fine. We are looking for the secrets hiding behind your rusty gateway."

Meanwhile, the Pherithian troops and war machines inside the crater has begun to combat other angels. More Fleenzub Fighters have arrived and shot plasma beams at any angels they see, as well as more Dropships which transported more Pherithian units into the crater.

Without hesitation a Pherithian Light Infantry rushes towards the Underworld Gateway...