The Storm

[punkrocker161]

Alana had been watching the mighty battle from Master Seth's window for a while, her expression was in complete awe, never in her short life had she seen such a mighty battle. There were orcs everywhere, minions sent by the evil Sorcerer. But she was also in grief, as she had seen, just before the orcs had arrived and started battling, her great dragon, Baelka, killed. She was devastated by this. Even more she was extremely concerned about Seth.Alana had seen him go down with Baelka, but she had not seen him come back up. By now, she had a few tears rolling down her cheek. She knew that this was a sign of weakness, but she didnt care. This was personal now.

Alana burst back through Seths chamber door, she was now full of rage. She was so angry, she had no time to run down stairs, so she just litterally flew down them.

She reached the huge double doors, made of the finest oak in the land. She drew a long and steady breath:

Time to kick some Orc ass!!

And with that, she raised her shield and ran at full speed towards the glorious battle.

Alana was scurrying between the orcs, they tried to atack her, but she was way too fast for them. She was running towards the centre of the group of orcs, that is where, it seemed, most of the action was. She thought that maybe Jym, Bly,Gildor and Gorge were all in there fighting like a troop of warriors. But she wouldn know until she reached that centre. She was still running, still extremely concerned about Seth and then she came to a sudden halt, it was Seth!

He was fighting the Orcs all by himself in the centre, something was different about him though. There was a rage in his eyes, that of a madman. It was definitely a look in his eyes that Alana had never seen before. It was actually scaring her. She was about to run and help him, but she was afraid that if she did, he might mistake her for an Orc in this moment of madness he was having, so she decided to search fo everyone else. She started to run away again, but before she could, she had swung around and behind her was an Orc with a look of madness in its eyes to, but nothing compared to that of Seths. she was fast so she automatically flew straight up into the blood red sky, about 20 feet above the Orcs, just a safe distance away. She was so scared of that look in Seth's eyes that she had not seen the speeding arrow heading towards her, she had not even sensed it. The arrow hit her in her back, pierced her flesh so fast that she didnt feel it for about 5 seconds after it hit. She could not control herself, she tried to scream at the top of her lungs, but she could only emit a small faint cry of despair before she could feel herself spiralling towards the earth. "This is the end" she thought to herself, she knew that as soon as she hit that earth, the Orcs would crush her, tear her apart.

She was now wishing, praying that something, anything would happen.....

..::~~Seth Reply~~::..

[Blyclaaf]

Blood. All over the ground, there was blood. The puddles of water were now washed red. In the mud lay many dead Orcs, killed by the blades of Blyclaaf and Seth.
Yet, they continued to fall.
Blyclaaf's face glowed red, the result of the blood on his face and his berserker eyes. He swung his sword at an Orc who stood in his way. The Orc lifted his own sword to block the attack, but the massive sword cut both the sword and the weilder in half.

[Seth]

Seth was still slaughtering the Orcs left and right as he noticed something in the sky, a figure, falling, it took him a moment to realise that it was infact his apprentice, but Seths reaction was immediate as he bolted towards the rabble of Orcs who were waiting for her to hit the floor, the vile creatures were exited at the prospect of a meal that wouldn't fight back, but they had another thing coming as a few of them were thrown up, over the group when Seth plunged into the knot of Orcs, tearing a few apart with his glove and short blade, his scythe was still plunged deep into the back of a dead Orc, no time to retrieve it as the Orcs began to pile onto Seth, restricting the wizard, overwhelming him, not even a warlock as strong as Seth could handle being overwhelmed, the Orcs began to pile up onto Seth, clawing and rakeing with their weapons, trying to get to the Wizard, none of them noticed the Orcs at the bottom of the pile screaming in pain as a superheated ball of fire surrounded Seth, incinerating the closest Orcs before it began to expand, burning up the others until Seth was the only one there, the ashes of the burnt Orcs blew away in the winds of the storm as Seth took flight, making a b-line to his falling apprentice, Seth managed to catch her in mid air, just feet about the ground, as he landed he lost his footing, tripping into a roll across the ground, his student still in his arms, Orcs surrounded the crumpled heap on the ground, Seths cape sprawled across them, hiding most of Seth under it, an Orc slowly walked over to the heap on the ground, nudging it with the end of his crude weapon before calling the others over, but before they moved the first Orc was dead, slain by the blade of Gorge...


Gorge reply

[Gorge]

*Gorge was the only one who had not been seen on the battle field. He could see Blyclaaf and his huge sword and he could see Alana Speeding to the center of a huge mass of orcs but dead in the center of the huge mass was Seth the almighty creator. The warrior could see everything but he seemed to be stuck in the basement, until now... Gorge was really pissed off he couldn’t figure out why he was stuck. He was walking into a part of the basement he had never been, as he was walking he tripped and fell into a drain. Gorge Stumbled but as he did he fell as he did the drain broke open and he fell. Gorge opened his eyes and found himself in room with nothing but a set of stairs. Gorge climbed the stairs and found himself near the battle.

*As he viewed the battle he saw a group of orcs head into the big mass in the middle. Gee could see that Seth was already fighting huge masses, Gorge started to run but with all the dead bodies he wouldn’t make it. As Gorge ran he saw a huge ball of fire. Seth must have been in the center. This worried the fierce jungle warrior; he was just about to teleport when he saw Alana fall. He rest his sights but as he did he saw Seth leap into the air. The Warrior thought that there was no need for him to interfere but he could sense that there was something wrong the tiny warrior was preparing to attack a group of orcs headed for his direction when he saw Seth and Alana tumble out of the sky. Gorge Started to run towards them but as he did he saw an extremely large amount of orc heading in the direction of Seth and Alana. Gorge Cast the only major magic he new. The warlock focused on a clearing in front of the orc. He grew the biggest tree he could in seconds. Gorge levitated the tree and dropped it on the majority of the orc. The orc screamed in pain then there was nothing but the grunts of the minority of them left. Gorge Ran at the fastest speed that he could over dead bodies. Gorge arrived at the two just in time. As he did he saw and orc calling other orc to his location, the location of Seth and Alana.

*Gorge grabbed his Huree and sliced the orc at the throat. The Group of orcs saw what happened at charge at him. He grabbed Alana’s shield and layed it in front of the two protecting them from any missed attempts at Small man. He placed his knife upright in the ground in front of the shield to stop it falling. Gorge whipped the Gnoree from his back and swung at 2 of the closest orc he hit the first in the left side of the head. He hit the orc so hard it slammed into the other orc and broke his neck. Gorge saw another two charging, he grabbed the Gnoree in the middle and stood firmly. The orc drew their sword and as they did the jungle warrior lifted the Gnoree at an incredible speed. The orc stopped suddenly jerking their heads back leaving there neck without cover, the warrior pushed forwards as h lifted and hooked the Gnoree on the orcs chin. The orc went flying into the air and landed several meters behind the last three orcs.

*Gorge jumped into the air and flung himself at one of the three. He kicked the orc in the neck with one foot and landed with the other one on his stomach. Gorge punched the orc in the face caving his face inwards. Gorge stabbed one of the two left in the stomach. Gorge orbed the sword from the third ocs hand and sliced the second orc across his back. The orc let out a scream of pain and then fell down hard. The third orc was still charging and as the warrior looked up he felt the full strength of an angry orc. The warrior was slammed hard in the chest. He went sliding backwards. He sat up as fast as he could but it was still to slow. The orc had Gorges Gnoree and he was swinging wildly. Gorge laughed at the orc and then orbed the Gnoree straight into the warrior’s hands. The orc let out a piercing screech and the sound of Gorge laughing. He ducked three attempted swings of the Gorgeberry forests greatest warrior. The warrior new what was coming and as he imaged the orc jumped and kicked him in the face. Gorge fell backwards and landed on Alana’s shield.

*Gorge didn’t know what to do he hadn’t fought for years and he didn’t have any inspiration for wining. He rolled over to avoid an attempted swing by the orc and as he did he felt the handle of his knife and he heard Seth moan. He grabbed the knife and closed his eyes. The warrior thought of his father and the fights he won with him at his side. Gorge hadn’t given up as long as he had memories of his father he had incentive. Gorge kept his eyes closed and focused on the land behind the orc. He sensed the orc lifting his Gnoree above his and could tell that being hit again could be critical. The warrior new that if he didn’t save Seth he would never get home. He used his strength and teleported directly behind the orc, to Gorges surprise the orc kept staring straight ahead at where he was laying. Gorge laughed at the thought at how stupid these orc were. The orc jerked his head around and as he did gore stabbed him in the back. The warrior Picked up the orc and through him with all his strength.

*Gorge lent down and moved Alana’s shield as he did Seth started to stir, Gorge lent closer and whispered to Seth

”Are you ok sir? Sir……."

[/b]
~>Seth Reply<~

[gildor]

As Gildor was walking towards the large massacre, walking through blood and guts of the orcs, he noticed that they orcs were surrounding something, or someone, He thought to himself, could it be that they are protecting someone, maybe there leader. I should go investigate

”What is going on, the orcs aren’t even paying attention to me. Could it be that they are protecting someone, maybe there leader. maybe it could me someone important, someone they were sent to kill, but who, the large man told me that our all mighty sourcer had been swept away I should go investigate.”<br>

Gildor started heading to the centre of the battle, to find out what had happened. While walking through the blood he saw alot of enemy weapons. He thought to him self.

”this is going to be close combat, i should find a weapon for close combat, if i use my necromancer powers, it would weaken me a little bit, an the people of this castle would kill them any way, so that is useless.”

Gildor pulled another arrow out an drew it, the arrow flew through the air and got the orc in the shoulder, the orc dropped to the ground, Gildor walked ova picked up the orcs weapon, he picked up a Flail, this was a steal pole with a chain coming off the end, off the other end of the chain was a steal ball with spikes. as he was went to pick it up, he swung it up and got another orc under the chin knocking the orc flying.

Gildor kept walking toward the centre of the battle field, eventually fighting his way through all the orcs he got there, to find. The small man who threatened him before, a girl who had been shot in the back with a arrow, and a young looking man, but he looked strong, really strong, maybe this was the great sourcer the large man was talking about.

Gildor looked down at the little man an gave him a dirty look, it looks as if the little man had taken the sourcer out, tried to kill him, but there was no time, the orcs were still there. Gildor said to himself, in a soft voice.

“little man has betrayed us, I shall act upon this when I finished fighting, just wait.”

Gildor turned around as he did so the swung the mace clubbing another orc through the chest throwing him back, He was ready for another fierce battle, he was prepare to defend the injured girl as long as it would take.

”I shall not let any orc come near you”

[Seth]

OOC note:
Ok, I know some of the things in this post might be a bit over the top, but I think it still sounds cool, and when it comes right down to it, since this isn't a proper fight against another actual character or anything, coolness is all that really matters.

IC:

Seths eyes were tightly shut, he was dreaming, but not a normal dream, it was like being on the edge of dream and reality, he could hear Gorge calling to him, he could hear the Orcs cries as they fought, feel the ground beneath him, he could hear his own slow breaths, but he could also hear a dream world, behind a veil of darkness, A voice echoed in his mind, it was feint, Seth couldn't tell who it was, but the voice was definitely there, like it was calling to him, growing louder, clearer, he knew this voice, but could not place it... then all of a sudden, Seths eyes snapped open to see the ground but an inch from his face, Seth did not know what had happened, It took him a moment, without moving, but he began to remember what happened, seeing the arrow pierce his apprentice in his mind, he remembered leaping up to catch her, falling to the ground, not thinking, then black, and a voice... it had kept him on the edge of awakening, Seth still could not place the voice, he had heard it before, but where? It was not important now, he could hear the Orcs closing in around them as Seth opened his eyes slowly, he saw a small figure, giving the Orcs hell, almost protecting Seth, there was no other way to describe it as another orc leapt towards Seth only to be cut down by the little mans blade, The mighty Warlock began to rise, he pushed off the ground, raising himself on his arms before shaking his head a little, clearing his mind Seth quickly got to his feet, looking around him, he surveyed the layers of dead Orcs littering the ground from the insane battle, "I am glad that these are the greatest warriors of all time, or we would all surely be dead by now..." Seth thought to himself as he heard a small moan of pain, it took Seth a moment to remember that Alana was injured, but he could not treat a wound at his time, the battle was raging, Seth needed to fight for his castle, his... friends... but, he could not bring himself to just leave his apprentice on the ground to die, Seth closed his eyes tightly, trying to decide how to act, he wasn't thinking like his usual self, Seth could not choose a course of action as Gildor made another great swing with his flail, decapitating another Orc, it dropped to the ground, lifeless as more Orcs attacked, Seths mind began to work again, and after a moment, his eyes snapped open, like a vicious dog, The warlock began to walk towards the Orcs, slowly, stopping a few feet away from his apprentice, Seth had been pushed too far now, as the darkened corridors of his mind opened up, revealing the ancient and evil magicka that had been sealed by Seth to all, even himself

Seth slowly raised his arms, opening his palms out, facing the ground he began a slow chant in a dead language, Seth was barely in control now as the dark magic began to course through him, poisoning his mind, collapsing his judgement, there was only one thing that mattered to Seth now as he finished his chant, closing his eyes again, Seth desperately fought for control of his own actions, while the battle in Seths psyche raged, so too did the war against the Orcs, but Seths spell was taking shape now, literally, the spots that his palms were directed at just moments ago had grown dark, two shadowy vortexes, swirling on another plane, they began to expand, growing larger, the dark voids continued to swirl as a great clawed hand slowly reached out of one of the holes, the hand clenched into a fist, black as night, with great claws like that of some monster a child would fear under their bed, the hand flattened out and came to rest on the ground outside of the vortex as some kind of a dark creature climbed forth, the likes of which should exist only in nightmares, is was a terrifying sight, Orcs fled from the beast, its long gangly arms tipped with nightmarish hands, each finger adorned with a long, curling claw, the entire beast was tinged with darkness, it was most certainly an evil beast, it should never have existed, a low bellow escaped its mouth, lined with blackened teeth, a vile breath escaped the beast, its eyes were not marked with pupils, they were white, this was the true power of Seth, to summon the beasts of darkness, to wretch them from the void in which they existed, out of sight and mind, these things were not supposed to exist, it was an unholy fusion of flesh and nightmares, not blessed with a soul, the beast was all to real as it lumbered towards the Orcs, they fled in terror, but as bad as the beast was, another now crawled forth from the second void, before they both closed, leaving the terrible things with only one purpose, to kill, these creatures only obeyed the one who had summoned them, as one of the beasts lifted an Orc up to its mouth, the poor creature screamed in terror before being torn apart by the terrible thing that had been summoned by Seth, but did Seth really mean to bring forth such horrors?

His eyes were still closed, Seth stood still, with a blank look on his face, before all of a sudden he simply dropped to his knees, clutching a hand over his face, he let out cries of anguish as he struggled to seal away the dark magic, he couldn't control his actions, but then, he heard a scream of fear and pain, contorted together that snapped him back to reality, Seth was totally in control again now, as if nothing had happened as he spun around to see an Orc standing above his apprentice, she looked terrified, in too much pain to fight back, as the Orc raised its blade above its head and prepared to strike Seth threw his arm forwards, directing a blast of fire at the Orc, incinerating him before Seth ran over, dropping to his knees a few feet away from Alana, he slid the rest of the way, stopping next to his injured apprentice, Seth sounded panicked as he spoke

Alana, apprentice, oh, what has become of you, hold on, I must get you out of here, do not drift into dreams, for you must remain awake, please...[/b][/color]


.:: None but Alana reply ::.

[punkrocker161]

"Alana.....what.......you....hold on.....out of here......dreams....please..."

Alana was drifting in and out of conciousness. She had a stabbing pain in her back, she was so weak, she could hardly breathe. She could hear someone talking to her, but who it was, she had no idea.

The last thing she remembered was rising above the Orcs, trying to find her master, but after that is all a blur. She could hear a mighty roaring in the background, it was loud and fierce. She tried to open her eyes, but even the effort of doing that was so great.


Alanas eyes fluttered open, but she could not focus, all she could see were shadows. Seth was near, she could feel it, she could feel what he was feeling. He was in a panic, Seth was enraged, but she didn’t know what at. Was it her? Alana couldn’t handle the prospect of Seth being angry at her.

Alana had to know what was happening, she couldn’t handle not knowing,

“Wh…..what happened…..where are we?”

...:::~Seth reply~:::...

[Seth]

OOC:
there, it's finally done, if you don't like it, bite me

IC:

The legions of Orcs began to subside, the amount pouring out of the gaping wound in the sky began to thin, but they were still descending, blotting out the sky as the vile beasts continued to fall, Seth closed his eyes slowly... his expression was different again, his emotions were growing too strong again, he knew that he would soon lose control for a second time... he clasped a hand onto his forehead, bending his head, fighting for control again, Seth was unmoving for several seconds, he wanted to stay in control, but he just couldn't, a dark aura began to form around the warlock, the ground was almost rumbling with the ancient power flowing through him again, far more potent than before, the resolve of the Orcs closest him began to fail as they turned and ran, terrified of the arcane magic that they had bought forth, Seth still had not moved as he struggles for his own consciousness again, the arena grew darker, as if light itself was fleeing from him, Seth lowered his hand, resting his arm across his knee before slowly rising to his feet, the wizard had a terrifying aura about him, this wasn't Seth anymore, he was someone else, someone... evil

Seth finally lifted his head, looking up, his face was totally hidden in shadows, but his eyes were almost glowing, blood red, one of the beasts he had summoned before continued to wade through the sea of Orcs, picking them up, eating them, biting them in half, ripping them to shreds, whatever it wanted, finally the Orcs began to overwhelm the nightmare, they swarmed over it, hacking and slashing and biting, after several seconds the huge thing finally fell to the ground, it was not dead, but it's link to this dimension was fading, another dark void opened beneath the thing, as it sank back into darkness, taking many screaming Orcs with it into the void, they would never be seen again... Seth continued to stand there, totally still, staring into the battle with those eyes, glowing red, he continued to stare, until finally, he made a move, his fists were clenched by his sides, they appeared to be on fire, flames trailed up his arms, like spiralling tentacles, Seths fingers slowly stretched open and the fire began to form into a shaft, extending out of this palms, the flames were no longer extending up his arms now, they were forming into two long, curved blades on either arm

Seths heavy breaths echoed around the area, the blades continued to burn, his eyes kept glowing, the shadow that had fallen across him was not yet lifted, the ancient magicka that was once so safely sealed away had taken full control, and it wanted blood, but not the blood of a worthless Orc, Seth knew his charge, and it was time to take him on, with this newfound power, it was sure to be a titanic clash of arcane magic, but could evil really destroy evil? It was time to find out, this image of the new Warlock began to drift in and out of view, Seth was fading, not a soul had used this ability for a thousand years, after several second his image was gone, but one of the nightmares still roamed the field of battle, that however, was not a concern of Seths now, his image began to re-form now, this place was dark, Seth had been here before, but last time, he had to escape, now, he was ready to fight the mage, his powers were peaked, the evil was in control, his power now rivalled that of his opponent, this battle would decide the fate of many people, Yarha-Nage slowly turned to face Seth now...

So Seth, you have given in to the ancient magic within you... but you are still no match for me...[/i][/color]


Ok Bly, it's time for part two ;D

[Blyclaaf]

The swarm of Orcs began to fall slower from the air now. On the ground, however, there were hundreds, carved in many different ways. The castle smelt of death, no one could excape the horror of the previous battle.
Blyclaaf's sword, staind red from the continuous killing of the enemy from the black abiss, lay on the ground. Blyclaaf was wrestling an Orc on the ground, it's breath almost rendering the warrior unconsious.
Blyclaaf grabbed an exposed rib from a dead beast, grasped it in his hand and pulled it from the carcass of the dead creature. He rolled with the Orc until he was on top of the Orcish soldier.
With the rib in hand, he thrusted his arms down towards the Orc's chest. The bone crushed against the Orc's armour.
Another Orc kicked him off of his perch. Blyclaaf rolled along the ground, stopping beside a body which broke his momentum. The two Orcish warriors began to make a move for Blyclaaf.
Blyclaaf got to his feet and charged at the Orc who had kicked him. He jumped up and stuck his legs around it's waist, his hands clamping it's shoulder and it's head.
His open mouth bit into the Orc's neck. Blood began to drip out of the wound as Blyclaaf's teeth sunk into the half rotten flesh.
The other Orc pulled out his weapon and swung it at Blyclaaf. Blyclaaf dropped to the floor upon hearing the Orc's grunts of horror at what his comrade was to do.
Blyclaaf picked up the sword from one of the hundreds of dead Orcs laying on the ground and jumped up, thrusting the sword into the chest of the creature, stopping all life within it immediatly.

The battle was now over. Blyclaaf was on his hands and knee's, his eyes stopped glowing, his body returned to it's normal size. He coughed up blood on the already blood drenched ground.
After gaining himself again, he stood up and looked around.
He could see Gildor, he could see Alana and Gorge. He couldn't, however, see Seth.
He looked to the piles of the dead and cursed under his breath as he went into find Seth.

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OOC: Part 2 tomorrow night

NO ONE POST TIL I'M DONE!!!!! THIS IS IMPORTANT

[Blyclaaf]

"You see Seth," Yarha-nage yelled into the dark room where the two sorcerers were, "I'm never going to forgive you for interfering and stopping me from killing that wretched child, Alana."
His hair moved, as if it weren't affected by gravity what-so-ever. His body lifted from the floor, ever so slightly, and he moved towards his water dish.
"Now I have to waste my precious time, my powers and my armies on you and your friends back on your pathetic little island. Nevermind"
He reached his hand out over the dish. His feet once again touched the ground, his hair fell to it's natural resting spot.
The water in the dish erupted with bubbles. He stood there, his eyes shut, his hand over the gargling water dish.
He then turned away to face Seth.
"Now, shall we get on with your demise?" he said, as calm as ever

_____________THE BLOOD DRENCHED ISLAND________

"SETH!!!" Blyclaaf's voice ran out from his spot in the pile of dead orcs.
His search had turned up nothing. He thought of the millions of possibilities of what could've happened. He could've been eaten by an orc, he could've been thrown over the walls and drowned.
Blyclaaf took no notice of anyone else as he fell to his knees. There he began to curse. He felt some drops on the back of his head and along his back. He looked up at the sky once again, his head aimed up at the black eternal gash in the sky.
"The rain...it's...bronze!!" he said as some hit his arm and began to burn into his skin.
"Everyone, undercover!!" he yelled as he picked himself up and ran under the stone covers of the castle.
As the last part of his body made it under the cover of the stone wall, a giant-size bronze arm began to squeeze it's way out of the black portal. It broke through as if it were a baby getting brought into the world from it's mother's womb.
Bit by bit, the arm, dripping with the melted bronze that also came from the sky pushed through and eventually dropped onto the island.
Seth's quarters, unfortunately located underneath the arm, crumbled and broke apart after the arm came crashing down to earth.
"What in the high heavens is that?" Blyclaaf asked Gorge, who stood next to him.

[Gorge]

* With the Surrounding sense of evil Gorge was starting to fear his safety. He knew that if he continued to fight alone then he would eventually get hurt or die. He finished mutilating the orc he was fighting by cutting its head of with his Gnoree and then swung the other end and hit the head like a baseball. The head went flying and finally came to rest at the feet of Bly. Gorge could see the sword of the giant swing and connect with a group of orc. The orcs blood splatted across the field and the bodies split in half. Bly looked down at his feet to see what hit him. As he did he could see Gorge running towards him. Bly face turned a slightly more normal colour. Gorge could tell that Bly was worried about his safety and the safety of the castle. Gorge looked up at the giant and as he did he felt safe, he felt relief for the first time in ages. Gorge's felling of safety fleeted when he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his head Gorge lent down. With the pain so great Gorge closed his eyes and tried to focus on the pain and why he was feeling it. Gorge could see some sort of shiny yellowish liquid that was burning through everything it touched. Gorge saw Blyclaaf laying on the ground with burnt skin and burning flesh. Gorge was worried now more than ever. He was screaming but he couldn't be heard. Gorge did the only thing that he could think of. Using telekinesis he begged Blyclaaf to look up but all he could get out was

"up ... burning ... LOOK!!!"

*With this Bly lifted his head and as he did Bronze rain hit him on his arm. As it hit he felt a burning sensation. With this Gorge heard Blyclaaf scream at the top of his lungs

"EVERYONE, UNDERCOVER!!!"

* With this Blyclaaf picked himself up and ran for shelter. Gorge Grew angry at the pain and angry at the fact that he couldn’t stop it. Gorge used all of his strength he had. Gorge leapt into the air and hovered. He couldn’t sense Seth but he could see dark shadows in the distance. The shadows were floating in air. He could see red flashes and swinging objects. Gorge started to become closer to the ground. Gorge was to angry to accept the fact that they were ordinary warriors he knew they were to strong. Gorge kicked the air
below him and to his surprise he was flung into the air. Gorge was heading closer to the shadows. As he got closer he could see that one of the shadows was Seth but who was the other one. Gorge could feel immense power coming from the sky but the feeling of power was now coming from the two shadows as well. He was going to try and help Seth but as he prepared to land he saw a fireball heading at Seth. Gorge felt his insides twist. Gorge tried to freeze the fireball but it didn’t work his powers weren’t strong enough. Gorge hovered in the air. He used all of his power and stopped the fireball in mid air just in front of Seth. Gorge was holding the fireball with slight ease. Seth didn’t budge instead Gorge could hear his voice in his head. The words he could hear shocked him.

”You shall not interfere with matters you can’t control, Leave now as I can’t protect you. No more innocent blood shall be spilt”

* With this Gorge was knocked to the ground. Gorge realised that this was not his fight and as he peered back into the sky the image of the shadows vanished. Instead there was a black abyss. As Gorge stared into the abyss he saw movement. Gorge leapt to his feet and with his heart pounding he started to walk backwards. As he did he tripped and fell landing on his back again. Gorge laid there staring in the abyss. He saw flashes of bronze and then he saw it. There was a hand emerging from the black spot Gorge freaked for a minute then realised he had to get back to cover or die. Gorge climbed to his feet and turned around facing the direction in which he came from. There was nothing there but piles of dead bodies. Gorge spun around franticly and as he did he caught a glimpse of a sword. He knew it had to be Bly. Gorge Sprinted as hard and as fast as he could towards it. He could see the hand become a wrist and then slowly more and more of the arm emerge Gorge jumped a few orc and slid from one side to the other where it was wet. He arrived at the spot where he had killed the orc, which led him to Blyclaaf. He stopped for a minute wiping his forehead, he glimpsed up at the sky then he turned he saw Bly standing under the rocks sarin straight up at the Tearing sky. He arrived by Bly’s side and as he did he to became enthralled at the sight of an arm emerging from the great abyss. He stood there and caught his breath he was staring into the sky and as his anger resided he heard the deep, reassuring voice of Blyclaaf.
"What in the high heavens is that?"

* Gorge was relieved to hear the giant speak. Gorge thought for a minute then with a shaky voice he answered.

”this is the work of Yarha-Nage the sorcerer Seth was fighting. He is doing this he wants us to die. But why??”

* Gorge collapsed but he did not hit the ground instead he was caught by the arm of Bly.

[Seth]

OOC:
For the duration of this duel I'll be splitting it up and posting pieces now and then, as opposed to putting it all in one big block and ending it too soon.

IC:

---- Meanwhile, at the lair of the evil Yarha-Nage... ----

Yarha Nage stood for a moment, looking at Seth, taking in his entire aura, before speaking slowly

But... Why should I waste my time and energy killing you, when I can stand back and watch someone else do it?

The sorcerer raised an arm slowly, beckoning something from the darkness, it slowly clanked its way into the dim sphere of light, a large knight, Seth could not tell if it was human, for it's entire body was shrouded in midnight black armour, there was a strange air emanating from the eye pieces, whatever was inside that armour was not human, but what it was, Seth could not tell, by this time Yarha-Nage had levitated onto some form of invisible platform, and was standing high above Seth, looking down on him, as if waiting to see the two fight, the armoured creature slowly lumbered towards Seth, it's steel plates clinking as they pressed against each other with each step, lifting its arms slowly and pointing the huge broadsword skywards as its steps quickened the creature broke into a run, it drew near Seth and began to form an arch in the air as it swung its sword, the blade was barely a foot from him as Seth leapt at least ten feet into the air like a bolt of lightning Seth landed barely an inch behind the thing, he swung his arm around, grabbing the top of the creatures helmet and pulling it back Seth intended to break the creatures neck, until the helmet slipped off revealing nothing, it was an animated suit of dark armour, normally things like this were fragile and could easily be taken apart, but something was different about this one as it reached back, grabbing Seths shoulders it lifted him up and swung him over its head, sending Seth into the ground with a cloud of dust, the suits blade pierced the ground a mere moment after Seth darted aside, leaving the blade with no mark to hit.

The crimson blades still shimmering from Seths arms illuminated the area around him as he darted towards the armour again, it was an eerie glow, moving like a blur in the darkness, leaving only two trails of red light behind him, quick as a flash he was in front of the now headless armour again, he leapt up and, plunging his flaming arm down into the neck of the suit, for a moment everything seemed to stop as Seth called power from deep inside of him, after a moment the suit began to quiver from the energy gathering inside it, and after a few more moments the suit of black armour exploded into a shower of armour plates as Seth slowly landed, looking as though nothing had happened, he turned to face Yarha-Nage, who was still standing on his platform


To be continued... anyone reply

[punkrocker161]

Alana was only just concious, she could'nt make out what all the yelling was, it was all muffled. She couldn't remember all of what had happeneb, but she did remember being in mid-ar, and then falling, she remembers her thoughts while she was spiralling, she knew she was going to die, as soon as she hit that ground, she was going to be trampled, crushed like a bug amongst these giant minions.

Then, out of nowhere, she felt herself land into strong arms, for no reason at all, she knew she was safe now, that everything would be o.k, but then, she was out again, and now, she was here, safe. She didnt know where "here" was exactly, but it felt safe, for now.

Alana fell out of conciousness again, but this time, it wasnt normal, she felt as if she was flying, flying fast, very fast. Then, all of a sudden, she stopped. She couldnt see anything, just a...ball....a sphere of light...but it was so dark. She spotted two shadows, misty shadows. She didnt now what they were, but they were figures, of people, she thought, but she could not be certain. She had no idea how she was seeing this, but she was, and she didnt like it.....

[Gorge]

*Gorge could feel himself collapse and then all he could see was darkness. He wasn't worried but he didn't feel safe. He was in a blank state of mind. He opened his eyes but all he could see were spiral blobs of colours. The colours sat there, and then all of a sudden they would move and then stop. The blobs turned into spirals then blobs and back again.

The warrior smiled he was amused by the smallest of things. Gorge could see images of people he knew. Fist he saw Blyclaaf, with his broad shoulders and tree trunk like arms, with his caring heart. Then he saw Gildor, Mysterious, brave, intriguing. Then there was Alana, sweet but dangerous, kind. Then he saw darkness, he thought he might be coming to but to his surprise it was Seth, The dark sorcerer, dangerous, Powerful.

Gorge could feel himself sinking into the dark. Could this be it? Could this be the end of the Mighty warrior? Gorge tried to wake up but he couldn't move. He was trapped! He couldn’t yell, scream or move. Gorge could feel his face becoming cold he thought that this was the end. Gorge heard the deep voice of Bly then his face went cold. Gorge started to see colours again but this time the colours were real. He had woken up, but how. Gorge could sense Bly but how did he wake him up? Did he know some kind of magic? Gorge woke up and could see Bly kneeled down beside him with a bottle of water.

Gorge rose to his feet and stood there staring out at the battle field, his vision was blurred but he could see. Gorge could see alright, he could see pile after pile of dead orc and pools and pools of blood. Gorge was scared of the repercussions of this event but what he saw next scared him more. But he couldn’t see it with his eye he saw it in his head t was the creator, Seth and the evil Yahra-Nage. They were both in pain but one more so than the other. Seth was at ease with himself. He was content with the way he was fighting. All of a sudden there was a third party. Gorge screamed but Seth didn’t listen. The telepath watched with anticipation and fear for Seth’s life. The strangest thing happened. Seth smiled; the monster was fighting for him. Gorge stood straight and looked at Bly.

” Thank you but what are we going to do?”

*Gorge stared up at the Giant with anticipation

~>Bly Reply<~

[Blyclaaf]

The bronze rain continued to fall, burning holes in the remainders of the stone castle as it went. The bronze arm lay there, absorbing much of the molten metal as it fell.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Blyclaaf watched the strange occurances, mistified at what was happening.
"How...or more to the point, what..." his question cut off by a low rumbling voice.
"I'M COMING FOR YOU!!!"
In the sky, the black abiss, the face of a bronze man emerged. Pushing his way through, smiling like a mad man, the blackness around him merged around him and allowed him to drop to the ground.
The island shook, throwing all who stood to their knees. The liquid bronze splashed up like an asteriod had hit the oceans. The head, half inbeded in the ground, starred at Blyclaaf and Gildor as they climbed to their feet.
"I AM COMING FOR YOU!!!!" he yelled, and began to chuckle.
The liquid bronze began to disappear. It was being absorbed into both the head and the hand, making the both of the grow. The hand gave birth to a forearm, the head a neck.
As the rain continued to fall, the monster continued to grow.