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Assault upon Belvitz


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Portraits of the two boss-creatures.

Garreth & Kabul, Servants of the Void

 

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It was a peaceful day in Belvitz, the crossroad bustling with activity.. The populace ripe with conversation and delight at the many food and beverage being served in the Old Oak Tavern.. The air was calm, the sun bright and shining upon the dirt path that trekked directly through the center of the bustling human settlement.  

 

“. . . So, this is the place they call Belvitz, Garreth?”  Kabul would state, his claws outstretched, writhing as they walked down the path toward the unsuspecting populace…

 

“That it is, Kabul.  The whisper directed us here . . and here we have arrived.”  Garreth would float ominously above Kabul, his form that of a weak necromancer, Kabul being a massive hulking reanimation, souped up with strange crystals fastened all over his body…

 

The two would stop just before the Crossroads, right outside the Old Oak Tavern..

 

“Very well.. Shall we begin The Harvest, brother?” Kabul would state blankly as the populace would begin to grow aware of the two strangers staring from afar.

 

“Indeed, brother.” Garreth would state, a bolt of void energy forming in his palm as Kabul leaped toward the amassing guardforce.

 

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The Old Oak Tavern, following the chaotic assault, still standing firm


Kabul would have several hundred cuts and slashes down his body, his natural regeneration becoming dulled and slowed under the extreme loss of mana enduring the invasion.  “BROTHER! I NEED YOU, MEET ME ATOP THE TAVERN!” Kabul would shout, knocking a descendant back as he leaped toward the roof of the creaking tavern, climbing upward, holding his arm as a deadly wound would pour forth magical essence.  Garreth would fly upward, within his palm would be a seal, placing it upon the wound, the healing would begin to take effect.. Garreth himself suffering wounds of his own, would press his mana into his brother, desperate to make light of the situation very much going south at the hands of Belvitz defenders.  The undead horde defending the Tavern while the spell took place were easily cut down as the descendants pushed inside, climbing the steps at a breakneck pace.

 

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“BROTHER!  THERE IS NO MORE TIME, THEY COME!”  Kabul would roar as he lept from the Tavern, Garreth still mid-cast, would suffer even more wounds at the onslaught that climbed the steps, himself lurching into the warm air, the clouds growing around Belvitz.

 

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Kabul would become overwhelmed, cornered by the brave men and women of Belvitz, and all travelers and merchants who had arrived prior and during the assault, a combined force finally slew the creature of damnation.

 

“Brother . . .” Kabul would let loose as his last breath was taken.

 

“BROTHER!” Garreth would roar, witnessing Kabul’s untimely demise.  Upon his falter, Garreth would rush to his corpse, a stream of dark mana seeping from the fallen crystal which marked the deathbed of Kabul, up into Garreth.. His form twisting and morphing into a creature of nightmare.. His torment would be set loose upon the defenders…

 

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“Brother… I am coming . .” Garreth would let slip as his mana ran to empty, his lifeforce completely drained by the hundreds of arrows that dotted his form.. The wounds becoming much to grave as he plummeted into the ground, slamming into the descendants as his form would morph and twist, only a single crystal left behind.

 

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The Defenders of Belvitz had triumphed against the servants of the Void, felling both Garreth and Kabul and defending their homes from the creatures of nightmare.  Wherever they came.. Belvitz answered the call.

 

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Bom Tombadil smiles from his little home in Old Dunshire Forest, knowing that the trees shall remain safe from those who may harm them.

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"Okay now this is epic." says Ford of Ghyashi.

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this event is literally Momoshiki and Kinshiki Otsutsuki it sounds like

 

 

 

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"The old oak tavern looks ugly. This is a more accurate depiction of how it should look like!"

 

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6 hours ago, MickMeist said:

this event is literally Momoshiki and Kinshiki Otsutsuki it sounds like

 

 

 

 

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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