As The Mist Deepens...

[Tom_Whiteman 949]

[i love this song, deal with it ♥]

 

The mist was thick as many small canoes slowly paddled through the still water... Softly hitting shore as men began ascending from the thick mist, staying crouches as they slowly walked along the sand, making their way off the shore.

 

Famine grunted as he gripped his staff, holding it tightly as he stands up, the mist floating softly at his waste as he slowly makes his way across the crunchy, dead grass, rain beginning to fall, hitting the metallic armor of his soldiers.

 

He grunts as he sees a small light in the distance, slowly speeding up as he waves his hand slowly, his soldiers following. They find theirselves at a dim-lit stair-case leading down to a gate, the halls being quiet as Wolven Guards stand tight against the wall, if the gate was to be opened, they would attack.

 

Famine sniffles slightly as he reaches the gate, his red eyes fading in the light as he cranks his head to Goliath, nodding slowly, speaking hushed words, "Open the gate". Goliath nods, stepping towards the gate as he closes his eyes, raising his hands so his palms are facing square to the gate as he bows his head, keeping a stable structure.

 

Golaith inhales slowly as he focuses, finding himself connecting to the void as a bright light appears on the other side of the gate, a medium-sized ball being formed as it slowly shapes into a humanoid, being almost faceless as it forms eyes, no other facial features being formed. It slowly begins to part its legs, hunched slightly as its feet almost touch the ground. Toes begin to form on the end of the toe-less feet.

The humanoid's feet touch the ground, looking to the men as they shiver in fear, most not seeing such magic. The humanoid stands in silence as it looks to Goliath, turning its head to the switch as it leaps forth to it, the soldiers blocking its path as they link arms, holding the creature back from lifting the gate lever.

 

The soldiers struggle frantically as the humanoid reaches out its arm, falling forwards as it grabs the switch, attempting to push it up as the men yank on its legs. The humanoid pushes the switch upwards as it dissolves back into the void, turning into thin air as Goliath toppling back, being caught by Famine as his soldiers charge in, slaughtering the confused Wolven Guards, some retreating downstairs as Famine's soldiers follow behind, wielding their swords as they begin tackling and picking the soldiers off one by one, some wolven guards turning back as they kill the attackers, later being killed by the oncoming soldier.

 

Blood splatters throughout the hallways of the small keep, each side losing a fair amount as Famine slowly paces through the halls, observing the slaughtering of his, and the opponent's soldiers. Alu'ki, Famine's son growls as he crawls on all-fours, being almost lanky when walking, jumping on absent-minded opponents, feeding on their blood as Famine walks by, giving a nod of approval.

 

Terrified shrieks of pain echo through the halls as the blood-bath continues, the wolven guard suffering more losses than Famine's assembled army. Few wolven guards cower in the corner as they are continuously slashed at by their opponents, Famine standing above his soldiers as he makes a sinister grin. The battle being won...

 

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I would like to personally thank Minea for being a very cool guy about this OOCly, obviously being the great member of this community that he usually is.

 

I also would like to thank DeckoLamb for willingly handing this island over, she's been through a lot of stressed today, but made it through, please congratulate her for her accomplishment!

 

 ♥ You all

 

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[DelaneyG 1279]

Arthal Lowedge cringes from the heavens as he see's the people take over the old White Rose Research Island.

[Minea 124]

OOC;

((Haha niiiiiiiice rp post man, just to clear it up though everyone, no battle was actually fought, this is the RP reason behind the OOC giveaway by Decolamb. Perms were OOCl'y given away no RP battle took place :P (sorry just had to say it, makes the wolvengard look like complete chumps!), anyway me and the Wolvengard wish these lads all the best!, the battle has only just begun! ))

 

Lord Commander Starke McHaryn paces back and forwards, occasionally looking at the three bloodied and wounded Wolvengard knights in front of him. His face is neutral apart from the blazing rage hidden in his eyes. Controlling his voice Starke speaks.

 

"The small garrison on Lich Island, you are sure there are no survivors? You three are the only to have made it". One of the Wolvengard survivors steps forward, his mail rent in numerous places and sword blade still stained with the blood of the invaders.

 

"Aye Lord, t'was a massacre, we were caught unawares, and they... they used some strange magic. None of the guild mages were present, we held as best we could but there were too many, their spell casters too powerful. I sounded the retreat to the boats, we couldn't hold. Only the three of us survived, two others died of their wounds on the voyage back here.".

 

Starke, growled softly, his neck veins bulging at the unprovoked slaughter of his men. The Lichisland garrison, completely wiped. "Dinae worry Starke" he thought, "There will be a reckoning".

 

Turning to the three soldiers he spoke again. "I thank you brothers, your bravery will not go unnoticed, rest easy this will be dealt with dinae worry." The three Wolvengard knights nodded their thanks before leaving. Starke turned back and took a seat his eyebrows furrowed, deep in thought.

[hjgklmn0ajuvxc 688]

Dorn sits on the hill, drinking from his small water jug... He peers down at the group of men, watching them go into the keep "Dey aint real soldiers, dang youngins!"

[Samsan99 274]

*Sits upon her boat With her high commanders around her the battle was a massacre.. For other attest it was a success for them the blood of the Wolvenguard  painting the island a crimson red.

 

She returns to her cabin bored of watching them burning the bodies in the distance as she writes into her journal

 

"The battle was won with ease, What forces stood against us now dead the island now Famines and ours to use Maybe it shall make a good out post, Maybe it wont we will have to see"

[Minea 124]

*Sits upon her boat With her high commanders around her the battle was a massacre.. For other attest it was a success for them the blood of the Wolvenguard  painting the island a crimson red.

 

She returns to her cabin bored of watching them burning the bodies in the distance as she writes into her journal

 

"The battle was won with ease, What forces stood against us now dead the island now Famines and ours to use Maybe it shall make a good out post, Maybe it wont we will have to see"

(( won with ease!! hahahaha slack! you could have made us look a little better than lambs :P a shame no battle was fought, but even RP wise, come on slaughtered with ease! hahaha anyway this is awesome, the Wolvengard have their first arch nemesis!))

[Lvke 1000]

Leon looks down at the empty loop in his belt, and sighs as he runs his bloody hand through his grey hair, leaving red stains. He turns away, and slams a fist into his open palm, thoughts racing through his mind as he mutters curses upon those who took the island under his breath, thinking of the men he lost, and most importantly, his maul, the one thing he had maintained throughout his life. As he turns away, he looks at a longsword laying discarded on the ground. With a sigh of finality, he picks the blade up and gives it a few swings. Finding the sword unsatisfactory, he looks at Starke with a face full of hate and resentment.

 

As he goes to walk off, he slams the sword into the ground and with a final backwards look,motions to the sword "Get me a decent one of these." With that done, he walks off to sulk.

[Samsan99 274]

(( won with ease!! hahahaha slack! you could have made us look a little better than lambs :P a shame no battle was fought, but even RP wise, come on slaughtered with ease! hahaha anyway this is awesome, the Wolvengard have their first arch nemesis!))

 (( Yea it was  a shame :/ i think a battle for the island would of been interesting 

[OtakuAnonymous 49]

Alu'ki, a Childhood development of Aeyrius, runs rampant through the island, violent in nature, and obedient through unspoken teachings to listen to Famine as he nimbly moves on all fours, nudging the bodies of the dead that remain, making sure they indeed are, dead, occasionally growling lowly towards a few that twitch in their deaths.

 

"THEY ALL DIED! I THINK THEY ALL DIED! I just don't think it was fair... They were trapped... IT WASN'T A FAIR BATTLE, REVIVE THEM SOMEHOW!