Malevolence: Prelude

[Malgonious 2758]

 

Prelude

The hour was nigh.. The shadows that had encircled the humbled settlement of Halsworthy had finally come to bear against the defenses that stood before them.  Seven creatures all of varying power and complexity stood at the bulwarks of the Gates, each of them tasked with a different objective for being there.. Each answering the Call of the Fallen One.  One by one they arrived to the battlefield.. One by ground, one by flame, one by sky, one by summoning, one by sea, one by infestation, and one through the shadows.. All came down upon the shields of the city, beating the Gates asunder like drones.. The Manifestations of Malevolence came, and broke the holding asunder.

 

(Warlock)

Thul’tharak, A Warlock of Malevolence, had into his heart wedged a rather stark mana crystal, changing his aura completely as he was empowered with an unending magical reserve, his body morphing and twisting by the unchained power of the crystal beating in his chest, he launched his attack on the Western Gate.. the infestation from the Corpse Worm, along with the coming reinforcements from the Firelands, Thul’tharak began to tear the iron bars asunder.. His power unchecked and unquestioned for the most part…

 

(Warlock)

Mau’drozom sat atop her strange creature as it writhed its way toward the hallowed Second Southern Gate.. her objective clear and precise, the whispers making all too much sense within her blackened mind.  The corrupted crystal that she had wedged in her heart pumped foul taint and energy through her veins, her power coursing and her dominion over the feral beasts and monstrosities becoming all to apparent as she began her assault with her brother, Thul’tharak attacking from the opposite side.. Her claws set between the bars as she began to pull..

 

(Heartlander)

Cassandra, her dark prism she had acquired from a felled Shade deep in the Bleakfall had now been deployed before the First Southern Gate of Halsworthy, the void energy within channeling into her persona, granting her inhumane strength as she began pulling the iron bars asunder, the Cult of Horror at her backing, her warlocks and witches, along with their own monstrosities, fought against all that tried to halt her advance.

 

(Molten Golem)

Vaulgarr arrived first to the battlefield, taking his place positioned behind Thul’tharak.. His master enroute to the scene of the conflict, Vaulgarr had led half of the Firelands army to the Blackened Keep outside of Halsworthy, his resolve to secure a beachhead and point of retreat should the assault go awry.  His molten armor protecting him from most mortal blows, Vaulgarr began to muster the forces of the Firelands until his master’s arrival.

 

(Warlock)

Drazdromos floated high above, as he arrived late to the battlefield, Vaulgarr had already rallied half of the Fireland troop, taking up residence in the Blackened Hold on the outskirts of Halsworthy, mustering the troops of his master.  Upon his arrival, his unchecked rage was unleashed upon the descendant defenders, flying maniacally over the walls, using the Corpse Worm’s as laddering methods to send his troops over the walls while the Western Gate was being broke.. He had heard of the whispers that his sister and brother had both answered the call, his frenzied rage all too apparent upon his startling arrival to the field of battle.. His kin acknowledging the seriousness of the situation.

 

(Kurathi, Insectoid)

The Broodmother N’hara stood in the burrows of the hallowed soil, massive corpse-worms tearing asunder the earth before her as she tunnelled from a point unknown toward the battlefield.. Answering the whispers of a strange force, the Broodmother and her hive pushed forward, and forward.. Knowing all too well the battle had already commenced.. And that her brood would be needed to push through defenses that already begun to crack, even before her arrival.  The fear of the defenders.. It was apparent this combined force would push the envelope.

 

The Gates Fall

(Elemental, Familiar)

The Voidbreaker of Malevolence was conjured upon the initial siege beginning by the Avatar of Malevolence, who had observed from afar his first attempt at destroying a descendant stronghold.  The Void Armor surged with life, beckoning forth over the wall to engage the residents and give distraction as the Gates were attacked simultaneously. While the magical armor did fail before any gate broke, it did provide the besiegers plenty of time to open all three attacked gates.

 

With the Gates finally tore asunder, the Broodmother arrives from the buried earth with two new corpse-worms, sending forth dangerous clutches of egg-hatching larvae that would morph into dangerous creatures dependant on the color-strain that was draped across the top of the eggs.  The Broodmother was ruthless, first devouring much of a Gate resistance force, killing about fifty defenders herself as she pushed the envelope, finally making it a fight as the others struggled to make way further into the city past the walls.

 

Drazdromos and his followers finally push forward, allowing one of the corpse-worms a passage into the wall, allowing for reinforcements to be pushed from the Western Gate without it having been opened first.  The attackers from inside and out, finally broke in with Thul’tharak taking the Gate down. With the Western Gate now open, his directive took over, “..Take the Citadel of Halsworthy..” With effective speed, Drazdromos called for his protector Vaulgarr to push forward along with Thul’tharak, who had all now been unified inside the city’s walls.

 

As the defenders are ineffective to deal with the crisis assaulting multiple walls, the Second Southern Gate was left relatively unguarded.. Those that did arrive were quickly tossed aside by the Sister Beast of Thul’tharak.. With her Gate finally tore asunder, her directive took over, “..Destroy the Frigate in their harbour.. None will escape..”

 

The Warlock descended upon the harbour, virtually unchecked as her unparalleled connection to the Void activated.. A tear in the fabric of Halsworthy being allowed to grow and spur uncontrolled, the Warlock hardly being assailed as the black hole manifested completely with her spell complete, the Frigate of Halsworthy was torn into two pieces.. Sinking to the riverbed.

 

Vaulgarr pushed forward.. Drazdromos was midbattle, the fight currently turning very much south for those on the Western Front as Thul’tharak pulled back toward the Fortress holding to prepare for the coming of Malevolence.  The two held on considerably long, however they were just not enough and eventually the descendants began to push them out from the city..

 

Drazdromos was finally pushed all the way back to the Fortress, Vaulgarr entail.  The Broodmother continued to apply pressure on the Southern Front to buy time for the Ritual to be complete, however a sizeable vanguard was deployed from the Haensetic & Reiver Regiments forward, who skirmished outside the gates valiantly with the Beast and his Protector.  As the situation turned south with the arrival of the others of the Winter Frontier, the two ran inside as the gates were sealed.. The Ritual being complete.

 

The Avatar of Malevolence emerged with the union of Mau’drozom, Thul’tharak and the weakened Drazdromos’ mana, their crystals breaking and draining them of much of their health and power.  The manifestation stepped forth from the shadows, his form that of a dead Warlock, who had fallen during the events leading up to the Harvest, his crystal that of complete void energy, a dark shade about his very being.

“Now, we take the city.”

 

A voice echoed for hundreds of meters, a dark feeling washing over all as the Gates of the Holding they surrounded begin to churn to life.. Six beings of immense strength all walking slowly toward their Capital.. A retreat was imminent.

 

Within the Square the entirety of the forces suffered a huge amount of casualties, the eagerness of their commanders getting the worst of the situation with the sudden push and emergence of yet another besieger to the already costly battle.  The look of worry upon some soldiers, and even some commanding officer’s faces was indeed troublesome as the Six emerged from the Gateway.. The Broodmother having joined them high above in their push towards the Hall and the Church..

 

The battle to ensue would indeed be a very costly one.

 

***

 

With less than a half of the original defenders remaining, the Six had turned to Four.. Drazdromos falling to Godric Black & Matthew Colborn, who had cornered him in an alleyway after immense targeting.

 

The sudden loss of one of his most treasured instruments left Malevolence’s avatar in a state of shock, simply watching from above as his lesser creations set upon the descendant force that somehow managed to hold together.. One by one they would fall.. Malevolence clutching the arms of Mau’drozom and Thul’tharak without pause as each one would fall to the blade..

“I cannot lose another..”

Nightfall

With her last breath Cassandra shot herself forward.. Her overriding command was to end the resistance and slaughter all, including the civilians.  As she fought she was engulfed in a fiery aura from the deathbed of Vaulgarr and Drazdromos, their energy being wielded by the sorcerous as she soared across the battlefield with utmost ferocity.  With dozens dead by her bloodied violet-painted nails, the situation would turn south as nearly every decscendant had poked their sword once or twice into her.. And with that, she rose high in the air.. The energy within no longer able to be contained as her body literally convulged, throbbed and exploded, void creatures immediately running to feast upon her remains, ignoring the defenders.

 

The three Warlocks observed now as only the Broodmother remained.. Seeing now that she was the only one actively fighting, her spirit began to wear.. Was her Brood now being used as cannon fodder to wear down the already drained defenders?  Was this truly what her master had intended for her? With that, she descended, communicating telepathically with her brood, telling them to withdraw to her corpse-worms.. They were falling back to the Hive.

 

 

With now one Warlock, and three of his treasured soldiers dead.. The Avatar grew into a complete frenzy.. Before he leapt from the Citadel.. He whispered once more into the ears of both his Warlocks left standing at his side.

 

“You cannot die.. You both have your new directive, see to it I am returned.. This time...completely.”

 

The Avatar descended upon the remaining defenders as his two Warlocks left the field of battle.. With only his few loyal minions from the Void, straggling Kurathi, and a few random undead.. He was finally taken down by the remaining might of the descendants.  Through sheer tenacity and willpower, the siege that very much looked impossible was finally won. Halsworthy stood to fight another day, and the Winter Frontier remained intact.

 

***

The midnight sky around Halsworthy finally had emerged after the brutal fighting, the storm for that region passing..

 

((Thank you Tide1,countessem,5itty,JennaDoesntCare,Lionbileti and Keening for your assistance running this event! You all six were amazing and handled everything so well and professionally.. well, most of you : D great work and I hope we can work more together moving forward with this eventline.  To everyone that participated a huge thank you and apology to those who found it 'not fun,' I try my best to make these as planned, coordinated and enjoyable as humanely possible.  Of course there are some hiccups along the way but all and all, I really had a lot of fun running this for you, I hope you can say you enjoyed the experience!  I encourage you all to make RP responses to this thread detailing first your character and any memorable fights you had with the event characters.  I promise this next one will be even better!  -Malg))

[Ajax 335]

Ser Ajax Ironwood II returns to the scene where he fell, after being saved by Giles Cuthose "At least we beat those bastards back, 'tis a shame I did not see to the end...."

[jdesarno 381]

Left much to mental debate, upon being struck down Thorvn was spared by the higher void beasts in unusual fashion, all of a whisper pierced the highlander's eardrums in pitiful woe'd tone:  "We curse thou to die.."

[BigMacMoMo 214]

Ser Philip de Honneur wipes sweat from his brow as his sheathes his sword, his Arborian companions beside him. He turns to his comrades with a smile on his face. His bright green eyes glowing with pride as he stated, “A disorganized battle, I must say, but even without organization, we were able to defend Atlas, temporarily, from a dark demise.” He signs the cross of Lorraine before placing his fist over his heart in an Arborian salute. “May all Descendants know that, on this day, the end of Atlas was halted. Perhaps, with more organization, we will be able to push the forces of evil completely away from our lands.”  He shakes hands with several survivors before leaving upon horseback, headed for Arbor, and his child, Juliet.

[Monkee 7369]

Aelthir Tundrak II pulls his spear from the corpse of one of the creatures, brow furrowed. "Such sacrilege upon the mortal domain of Wyrvun will not be tolerated. And yet, I fear this is only the beginning," he sighs, before departing the settlement at the head of the column of victorious Ivae'fenn.

[necocraft 3]

Leonard de Hartcold would listen the Rivian warriors tell what happened in the defence of Halsworthy and say "if something else like this will happen again, I wish to be there to slaughter some demons"

[ScreamingDingo 20568]

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