Archmage_Cataris 622 Share Posted May 10, 2012 "What does he know that we do not? I would call him a dealer of lies, I hardly believe a word he speaks, nor should you. Let us hope I can quickly and swiftly end him when I have him within my grasp" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ℓαтєяяє ~ 236 Share Posted May 10, 2012 Gurigal decides to speak up again, in this debate of sorts. Dear Asulonians; this man might be truthful. For me, I have known of the threat for a large bit of time. The threat had not came large yet, so me and my brothers held it in. If this 'messenger' is telling the truth, which I am sure he very well might be, you must stop arguing and deal with the times coming a head. Asulon is in dark times right now, plague, 'Undead'; we need to rid ourselves of petty arguing. The Oracle has his place on Asulon. If he gains control of more, and more 'taint'; he very well may use it to rip a whole between worlds, unleashing the wrath of the Nether and Iblees himself. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blundermore 2741 Share Posted May 10, 2012 "Let us hope we find him... before the deed is done and history repeats itself..." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThanksChris 605 Author Share Posted May 10, 2012 Nemantius continues to bleed out on the floor, on the verge of coma, and death if not treated soon after. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archmage_Cataris 622 Share Posted May 10, 2012 *Cataris looks down at the bleeding man with disgust, he grunts, moving his shoulders slightly in annoyance before clasping Blundermore's shoulder and saying farewell, he then turns and walks away* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Volutional 935 Share Posted May 10, 2012 Nemantius continues to bleed out on the floor, on the verge of coma, and death if not treated by then. Idriel now picks up her courage, making a hastened jog to the Elf. Idriel attempts to treat the man with the Medicine she has pre-prepared, using various odd items. If it were to heal, it would merely speed the healing process. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ℓαтєяяє ~ 236 Share Posted May 10, 2012 Gurigal tilts his head at the now dying man. He steps forwards, kneeling down beside him. Gurigal claps his hands together, and begins to pray. Dear Celestial, bring thy divine and holy light upon me. . . Dear Celestial, thy light is greatest and awesome in the grasps of the dark's light. . . Keldrith, thy light from heavens above is thrust upon all, purging the darkness of the night. . . Rellenia, thy light from heavans above is spread across the land, lighting forests for all to seek. . . Tariel, thy guidance and servitude is high above, guiding the weary travelers home. . . Gurigal begins to feel his hands glow, and looks up to Nemantius. He hovers his hands over Nemantius, the divine light soaking into the scholar light water to grass. He pushes the Celestial energy outwards, into Nemantius. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThanksChris 605 Author Share Posted May 10, 2012 Nemantius remains unconscious, though the coughing has stopped, and a sizable pool of blood is fed no more. He may make it, and the medicine seems to be helping his flesh-wounds coagulate, leaving the deep gouge in his chest. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
deathmetus 152 Share Posted May 10, 2012 *The spot where the blade has now been removed from his body in response to the holy light begins to turn grey and black, a shadow upon his breast . .* ((You may want to check the blade. . . . hint hint ;) )) 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Korvic 930 Share Posted May 10, 2012 *Stormbane walks past the preacher, she looks at him for a moment, her sapphire blue eyes squinting slightly towards him. She rolls her eyes and proceeds to walk. She turns around shortly after, and hides within earshot.* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThanksChris 605 Author Share Posted May 10, 2012 Wakes up after around a half hour after the stab wound, dizzied immensely by the lack of blood, his eyes move around rapidly as the world spins around him. He soon falls back from sitting up and lies, looking at the dagger, though his eyes continuously roll upwards, preventing him from getting too good of a look. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seventh / Ryan 93 Share Posted May 11, 2012 *Seventh sips his wine as he leans back in his cozy couch, back at Alras, in his fiefdom. He glances at the door to his room, as it opens, revealing the face of an average-aged male human walking in.* "Sir, this came for you." *The servant hands him a letter.* *Nods to the Servant, and opens the letter, already knowing the subject. He scans it with his cold eyes, then shakes his head.* "There are multiple factors to consider." "One being the fact that Gods did not take Iblees back to the void. It was us, the population of Humans, Elves, Orcs, and Dwarves, it was us, when we bonded together. We pushed Iblees and his damnation back to where hence cameforth. Not gods. The creator does not care, me and my kin have seen this. The creator does not care about our future. It was us who took iblees to his knees, the creator merely allowed it so." "Another point is, we cannot fight a full-scaled population war against such a powerful force when we have to fight two wars at the same time. I hope we did not forget the Plague is still upon us. How can we fight Iblees, if he returns, and stil combat this wretched Plague that has taken the lives of thousands, and is spreading as fast as the ever-grown boy." "These are dangerous times, dangerous and important. For if Iblees returns... he will bring the Nether with him..." *Seventh finishes his train of thought, then sips his wine again, noticing the bitter, warm taste. He touches his wine glass, tilting his head, lightly to his left, and places it down. He shakes his head, and glances outside... he notices a black storm... He walks, a clear face of nervousness stains him, to a small chest, in his room with a grand lock, under some books and papers. He stares at the chest blankly... then glances outside again... he realizes, the storm is upon them.* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grizzly Druid 67 Share Posted May 11, 2012 *Barry Stands at the back of the crowd, his eyes flashing dark red* "History tends to repeat itself once you forget the past...If this is true then we cannot let the same thing that happened in Aegis happen here... we have no where to go now.. this is our final stand, no escaping this time." *Adjusts his sleeves and sighs* "And yet.. we do not learn from our mistakes we are STILL to this day fighting against ourselves... waging war, killing each other... this is exactly what happened back in Aegis... it was not the undead that ripped us apart.. we ourselves ripped each other apart.. things maybe would be different if we didnt wage war with each other and stood as one to fight any threat we have... this plague, those 'Ebony Damn nations', now this i mean no one truly knows the power Iblees holds it is possible... not saying it will hapen but could be possible for him to... break out of those barriers that hold him...we need to learn.... learn to fight as one and stop fighting each other.. its just going to happen again if we continue down this road... and im pretty sure none of you want that... am i correct. *stares down the lines of people and crosses his arms* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Swgrclan 2682 Share Posted May 11, 2012 A man adorned in a dark robe, hunched over slightly and walking with an ornate golden staff walks into the plague-ridden temple. He scans his eyes over the scene. He keeps his backside away from any wandering eyes, in unease of any loud-mouths as he holds a withered Eye of Iblees on the backside of his robe. He keeps his eyes, which holds no color and are pure white, downwards away from sunlight, holding the same unease about showing his face. He curls his lips and barks in a gruff and commanding tone, "What goes on here?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fredfort (jens6851) 283 Share Posted May 11, 2012 -Jena breaths in quickly as she hears the chattering all around her. She pulls the hood over her head to cover her left eye, the purple-dark one, shining under the hood. Speaking with a low, but calm voice. "You have all seen the dragon there's roaming Asulon, right now. Hiding in a cave as we talk, right now... Haven't you heard stories about Ibless had the power to transform herself into a Dragon when she was in blood hunt...? I did, I saw that Dragon myself, got "kidnapped" and it spared my life. I... Don't know if Ibless are back or not. The Undeads return would create a huge falter for Asulon. This will be taken serious and should be, by many. If you are a person who walks the roads and inns you would already know this. Many people have tried to bring a Netherportal back. Lets hope this will never happen.... Again... Jena frowns and looks around as she feels she haven't been heard and turns around, walking away, limping slightly as she uses her staff as support. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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