The Last Stand of Aleksei Godunov {PK}

[CanadaMatt 689]

The Last Stand of Aleksei Godunov

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The sun was setting over the Aveos Skies, the skies stormy and the winds blew violently, but that did not stop Aleksei Godunov the orderman of the Brotherhood of Saint Jude from keeping his post at the Temple of the Exalted Prophets of the Canon. Something was coming, that much he knew- The Undead that had appeared two nights prior was no mindless haunt, it was there with a purpose, and though it was driven off, it did not die. So it was that Aleksei , Sister Alrisha, and Head-Confessor Galadain watched the Temple, guarding a congregation as prayer was given, and the storm raged without.

 

Thud!
  Thud..!
    Thud…!

 

The bangs against the door came like the sounding of the thundering storm- Hammering against those heavy oaken doors. After the third, a log which had been used as a battering ram lived true to its name, and battered down the door. With that, hell poured through…

 

Armoured giants- And many more of them than there were ordermen, clad in ring-maille and furs, like the Marauders of legend, and Marauders they were, and at their head, standing taller than them all, a corpse clad in the masked helm of a King. Shouts were bellowed- Answered with defiant prayers from the congregation, which in turn saw axes and spears fly towards the Ordermen, who assumed a shield wall to defend that most sacred temple.

 

And with that, the battle had begun. 

 

Aleksei Godunov drew his ranseur out observing the hellish sight that was in front of him and with that the Orderman called out “And to who do you think you are to enter this holy site with weapons drawn, if you remain you will face Holy Judgment”

 

Jormunharr would respond to the orderman with an icy croaked voice “We will clean our blades with your blood, for you will be sacrificed to Iblees, Warriors of cannon”

 

Aleksei Godunov then entered combat firing spikes of ice from his ranseur towards the undead but with no effect, the outcome was unexpected and the Orderman having one job to defend the church, the Godunov then lept into action rushing towards Verðingarr 'Chiefkiller', a fears battle ensued between the mighty warriors of two faiths, Aleksei relentlessly throwing blow after blow towards the Chiefkiller, wounding the man several times. Then the Chiefkiller unexpectedly tricked the Orderman with a fake attack that seemed to go towards the helm of the Godunov yet in fact the blade pierced through the chainmail of Aleksei’s  Ankle. And seeing the wounded man the Chiefkiller ran cowering towards the alter to escape the crazy ordermans relentless attacks, but this did not deter the brave Orderman of Saint Jude, Aleksei took this chance to throw a Will’o’ bottle towards the alter The Chiefkiller hid behind, setting it ablaze and blasting the warrior back, into the priest's chair.

 

Aleksei Godunov assumed the warrior's death but he was wrong, the Chiefkiller called the Godunov back to fight “Boy….come here and fight me, you are not done yet… Ill bring your death”  Aleksei then turned to face down the warrior again, but the warrior had no honour and threw ash from the burning alter at the Godunov's face blinding him and sending him tumbling down three steps that led up to the alter, he rubbed his eyes to clear his vision barely being able to see until suddenly the Chiefkiller jumped with blade swing yelling " Till Nargrindheim ” the Godunov in panic raised the Ranseur whilst he layed on the ground and a gruesome sound was made as the Chiefkiller Gasped as the Godunovs Ranseur drove through him, killing the warrior and avenging whatever chief was killed by the Chiefkiller. Though the Godunov was not unharmed the Chiefkiller’s blade did strike him, slashing the Godunov's exposed face leaving him with a bloody scar along the left side of his face, blinding him in one eye. 

 

Aleksei Godunov stood up retrieving his ranseur from the corpse and looking out to the horror of the battle, Order of Saint jude warriors were being cut down and brutalized but that did nothing but fuel the Godunov battle spirit, Aleksei Godunov moved with anger towards the Orc Marauder that was attacking sister Alrisha, though he did not land a blow on the orc, he gave enough time to Alrisha to strike the orc once…. But not enough to save her so he thought, Aleksei Godunov then looked to his right seeing the Head-Confessor Galadin being brutally attacked by the Undead Chieften of these Marauder named Jormunharr, so the Godunov lept into the scene thrusting his ranseur towards the chest of Jormunharr doing nothing but dent his scaly plate, Aleksei then yelled out “FACE MY HOLY JUDGEMENT” then bringing a swing of his ranseurs axeblade to Jormunharr’s neck, only gashing the undead mans body, but it was not enough, Galadin was knocked unconscious and the Marauders closed in on Aleksei,

 

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Aleksei was without choice as he looked right he could see the warrior Jurkha attempting to come to his aid but it was too late, Aleksei was surrounded, he cut away at Jormunharr’s leg severing the bottom, he yelled out a battle cry grabbing onto another warriors helmet eye slits and sent a blow of his ranseurs blade like a dagger towards his gut, but it was slashed away, and Aleksei took a club to his shoulder twice breaking it Aleksei Godunov was exhausted and wounded and as he held his last stand he said a prayer yelling for all nearby to hear “The lord ruleth me, I’ll not want. He makes me down to lie, in pastures green: he leadeth me, the quiet waters by.” Aleksei’s words were interrupted as the Marauder he failed to attack impaled his axe into the side of him and another axe into his other shoulder, Aleksei dropped to his knees then finished his prayer “For.. Though I should walk…. In the valley of the shadow… of death, I will fear no evil. Thy Rod and Thy Staff, they hath been a comfort to me”  Aleksei Took one more blow to his torso impaling his lung, Aleksei through his breath weak blood trickled as he coughed

 

THEN as if almost things went slow for Aleksei

 

The Orderman of Saint jude slowly observed the chaos that ensued, did he fight well? He questioned himself, “did I let my comrades down, did I let my family down or has all my work been for not, I never got to see peace, but the War is over for me, the mission complete and the nightmares over”

 

Everything then went black for Aleksei as the finishing blow was given

OOC note

Spoiler

Thanks Simplyseo for the amazing event that brought a lot of fun to this character, and thanks to all those who interacted with Aleksei and did some rp be it banditry, combat or simple conversation it made this character very fun to play. like always I pk on first death and its always been fun

 

[SteppeNomad 1552]

The machine priest receives the confessor in his chapel with the body of the noble warrior. With full honor as a crusader against the Archenemy was he entombed in fire, his soul free to rise on smoke to the sky. He used the lantern of his incense censor to guide him on. The scent of perfumed wood, and the acrid smog of the Holy Red Oil. With each toll of the bell did every lingering evil spirit fall dispelled.

 

"O' OWYNSSIAH, LORD OF FIRE. You who led the first crusade. Bare witness to the virtue of he who is remade in the fire of your flaming sword...."

 

After the honored confessor, blessed, girded against impurity left to bring fire to the enemies of our LORD GOD, did Adeptus confide with his abbot the true horrors learned this day

[Caedis 425]

Anatoliy I. Godunov stumbles back inside the safety of Haense. Atop his back was the corpse of a fallen Haeseni Soldier - A lost member of the Brotherhood who had met their demise down in the south. The Baron had taken it upon himself to retrieve the corpse, and carry it all the way back to Haense, alone, for a proper burial.

 

When the fallen Brother had been taken care of, their corpse set aflame as prayers echoed around the city - Anatoliy recieved the missive of his little brother's passing.

 

 

 

A few days later, and the Young Baron set to work.

"Jormunharr.."

[FashionBeard 224]

3 hours ago, CanadaMatt said:

n of Saint jude slowly observed the chaos that ensued, did he

 

1 hour ago, SteppeNomad said:

The machine priest receives the confessor in his chapel with the body of the noble warrior. With full honor as a crusader against the Archenemy was he entombed in fire, his soul free to rise on smoke to the sky. He used the lantern of his incense censor to guide him on. The scent of perfumed wood, and the acrid smog of the Holy Red Oil. With each toll of the bell did every lingering evil spirit fall dispelled.

 

"O' OWYNSSIAH, LORD OF FIRE. You who led the first crusade. Bare witness to the virtue of he who is remade in the fire of your flaming sword...."

 

After the honored confessor, blessed, girded against impurity left to bring fire to the enemies of our LORD GOD, did Adeptus confide with his abbot the true horrors learned this day

Grand Master Halston sends invitation and requisition order for the soldiers ashes.
"Good priest of gear, I stretch my hand to you in greeting wishing you the best. You have my thanks for performing the funeral rights of this soldier, now please return him home. So that he may be along side his brothers."
 

[DancingZebra267 397]

Gerard's eyes welled up with grief as he received the news of his fallen brother, a valiant comrade who met a tragic end. A solemn expression etched upon his features, he'd whisper to himself "We shall meet again, mon frère. But not yet, not yet"

[SwaK 40]

 Robert would receive the news of his fellow Brother's passing and the heroic deed he had performed. During reading the letter he would not shed a tear, his expression remaining stoic. 

Robert would take a seat in the Temple signing the Lorraine before praying silently with only a few words being murmured.  

 

"Brother, I’m sure The Father has already welcomed you. But I pray that you found the peace you wanted. For your actions shall never be forgotten. In memory you shall live, Until we meet once again.”
 

As he continued to sit there a tear could be seen rolling down Robert’s cheek. As time passed. Robert would eventually stand up. Signing the lorraine yet again before walking out of the Temple with determined steps.