FROSTFIRE #3

[Diogen 3729]

 

 

 

OOC: This was an RP-encounter and therefore is only known to those who witnessed it IRP. 

 

 

[!] An eye of Iblees loomed upon Nevaehlen

Rok Nardin - The Mad Queen

 

 

A loud sound erupted within Nevaehlen. Warhorns blown, followed by the sensation of a horrible chill. A sensation of dread.

 

A figure appeared, known as the Wraith, who stood beside the gathering of Druids. Magic flowed around her very form, as she quickly began to retreat. The angered Druids, followed, drawing their weapons to defend their homeland.

 

SCRISA, I WILL KILL YOU!
Screamed an angered Druid

 

Leading the charge were a hooded figure, who held a shield and axe. An Uruk, and a spear-wielding horned druid, who charged at the gathering, anger overtaking her as she sought only one thing; to slay Scrisa.

 

To her misfortune, a Witch, who wore a set of armor and textile resembling the figure of a Nun, launched a set of ice-bolts towards her, tearing through her knees, as a javelin pierced her shoulder, forcing her retreat.

 

Flames and Malflame began to spew throughout the city, burning forests, organic life and living people alike, the searing pain causing the Druids to turn and flee. The Orc bravely lifted up the shield-bearing Druid, throwing her back in an effort of aiding her in gaining distance, sacrificing her life.

 

GET EVERYONE BACK TO SAFETY!
Cried a Druid

 

In the back, a defender raised a potion, who she intended to throw towards the gathering, only to be rapidly targeted by a multitude of ice-bolts, courtesy of the Frost Mother, which all precisely landed throughout her torso, immediately throwing her off the encounter.

 

The gathering quickly began to flee, only to be chased by the Darkspawn. The Mother, dropped on all fours, scaling down the rocks, her aim almost surgical in precision, her bolts dropping Druid after the other to the ground.

 

 

GET BACK!
Screamed a fleeing defender

 

The shielded Druid - despite being flung away by the Uruk - struggled to flee, for bolt after bolt struck her legs, letting out a roar. Wood cracking, creaking and snapping as her body began to contort. Agony interwoven with rage. And then she fell.

 

Ele, go… It’s fine. Get them safe. Keep them safe. For me.

The desperate Druid said

 

All that remained were the screams of Druids, as they attempted to flee- some succeeding, others, less fortunate. Arrows, oddly intercepted mid-air, as they could never land their target, but rather find themselves redirected elsewhere.

 

 

 

RUN, OR THIS IS FOR NOTHING!
Screamed the shielded Druid

 

 

 

An arrow, the strength of an arbalest, obliterated the Mother's arm, as a potion shattered beside her, unleashing a loud screech, forcing her out of her magics. The creature fell on the ground, quickly rescued by her kin.

Then, an explosion of smoke rapidly expanded, with nothing remaining of the horde of Darkspawn- those who fell to the ground, too, disappeared.

 

 

 

Those who could flee, fled.

 

Those who fought back, met their quick demise, bound in ice, and carried away.

 

God Bled.

 

 

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

A fiend absconds after capturing local plant.

[Diogen 3729]

shoutout to the vale, was super fun CRPing yall

[Apotolofo 2204]

That Wraith preened over her victory. She spoke to the bound Nenar, crooning softly to her. 

"I know you care for her, too. . . This is for her own good. She needs to be strong." 

 

She grins, the terrified face of Amber decorating her mind's eye. 

 

"We will beat the fear out of her. . . won't we?" 

 

@RMW01 @DragonofTaters

 

Spoiler

Also TYSM FOR THE AWESOME COMBAT VALE-ERS! 

I had so much fun, it went really smoothly, and I don't think we had a SINGLE ooc dispute over powergaming or whatnot! 

See you soon ;)

 

[Suzzie 866]

A Druid lingered as the fight concluded. To call it a fight would be untrue. It was carnage, truly.

"May y'regre' ever steppin' inta this city. Y'may have won this figh', bu' ay will hun' each n'every'un of y'down n' return y'bligh' TENFOLD." 
She loosened an arrow into the smog which the offenders retreated, caring not whether it landed true. It was a warning, a promise.

"Th'hunters become th'hunted. Jus' y'wait."

 

She turned back, looking to her wounded allies; Flesh marred by malflame, pierced by frost and other wounds from unspeakable horrors. Revenge would have to wait for its turn for now. But it will come. 

And it will be sweet. 

 

[Rebellionlife 443]

A short bearded witching stood above the corpse of a uruk as they licked their spear covered in blood. The witches have returned in more force and the feast is only beginning. 

 

SHOUTOUT VALE LOVELY GROUP WE HAD TO CRP TONIGHT. 

[HazelWazel 463]

There was nothing that could be done, other than watch as her wife was brutally beaten and torn. The elder druidess was immobilized, shot not only by the enemies but her own allies.

There was nothing she could do.. but helplessly watch.

-=-

 

She laid within the clinic as loud voices boomed, all crying out for the stolen druidess. How they would save her, how there will be hell to pay.

Elenora Divadri did not wake from the shouts. She would not wake for a long time.

 

[DragonofTaters 920]

Sanguine eyes stared up at The Wraith.
Twisted minds aligned there in the darkness.
Death walked among them.

The druid smiled.
 

[Wizry 1218]

A hum fell from the Templar's lips as he addressed an idle letter to those he called apart of his 'Wayfarer Covenant',

 

"Naeri'velulaei of our Covenant has requested that we join to raid and rescue the Druid, Nenar, from Frost-Witches and Iblees' 'worthy'. If you agree to this then we shall meet priorly to equip and organise ourselves with potions and other such things necessary for our victory.

 

This Covenant was forged to war Ruin and guard the Descendants in the wake of Azdromoth's apotheosis to the skies. In this, we will prove that we are capable of both.

Cathan."