The Tale of the Forgotten - RP

Felldoh watched the innkeeper leave, and was about to make after him when Vex replied.

"I do not know, I didn't even realize the sword was there when we came in. Though perhaps you can answer our question, what are you doing here and exactly what are you? I have never seen such a being as yourself in my travels."

Felldoh frowned, and jerked his bushy tail slightly. "What do you mean, what am I? I'm a squirrel! Don't they have those around here matey?" Sighing, Felldoh said, "I have no clue why I was here. The last thing I remember was that stoatface Badrang springing a trap on me. I was set on by a horde, and that's the last thing I remember."

Felldoh pawed the new sword lightly, tracing a claw over the inscription on the hilt. "I don't even remember feeling anything after...I killed a lot of them, probably a score, but that's the last thing I remember. I laughed and found myself lying on the dirt a ways off south."

"I came here looking for help, actually, and a guide or something. I need a matey who can show me around, or at least let me accompany them for a while, so I can get my bearings. Maybe I'm still in my world, and if I am, I'll be able to get back to Marshank after figuring out the lay of the land. If I'm not, then I'm in trouble. I don't know how to get back to my own world..."

Felldoh gritted his teeth. "I'm going to make Badrang pay for making my father and I slaves, and he'll pay tenfold after what he did to me." Thoughtfully, he stopped grinding and looked at the young woman. She seemed to be similar to the rest of the people around, but she seemed ill and injured.

Felldoh adopted a kinder, less angry expression, and crouched down. He opened his mouth to speak, and then stopped. Cocking his ears, he whirled around, his right paw instinctively drawing the sword on his waist, while he placed his left paw on the handle of the sword on his back. He bashed the door with his shoulder, breaking it down.

Outside the door was the same man he had disarmed a league or so south, and behind him in the hall were a score of soldiers dressed in the same attire that he was.

"There it is!" the man cried, pointing a shuddering finger at Felldoh. "That's the demon what stole my sword and my horse! Grab him!"

Felldoh turned his head to the side, looking at Vex. "I don't know why you're here, but I think you should leave if she's going to heal." Whirling his new sword and drawing the other, Felldoh bared his teeth at the soldiers. "I'll hold them off, get her out of here!"

As if reacting to what Felldoh said, the sword in his right hand glowed, and the inscription itself seemed to pulse. With a snarl, Felldoh launched himself into the body of soldiers pushing towards him.
 
The demon Kaos was getting rather bored. There was not enough combat. Not enough bloodshed. Not enough death. It was too boring for him. The girl he had dueled several days back was nowhere in sight, and she was boring as hell even at his most decreased state of power...
He was getting restless, and was developing bloodlust.

Eventually, something caught his eye as he flew around aimlessly. The glint of steel.... Lots of it, in a small area. He got closer out of interest. Knights! Perfect. He magicked his sword away, masked his aura, and flew lower, flying backwards in front of the group.

"Humans!" He called out to them. " You are off to war, are you not? I shall aid you. I desire combat... Like it or not, I am coming with you to your battle." He stated, floating directly in front of what appeared to be the leader, Then proceeded to follow them from the air all the way to their battle, not saying another word.
 
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Zeria rose to her feet, wincing yet again in pain. She quickly drank down some water and turned her attention to Felldoh.

"If you have meant no harm and wish me well, I have no choice but to refuse to leave. I will fight by your side, Felldoh. I'm not sure what's all going on yet, but I feel it my duty to protect anyone in danger"

She pulled out a set of guns and aimed them.

"I'm not going to run anymore..."
 
Arthvader "Hey, don't forget about me!"

Stepping out of the corner, Arthvader made his appearance to Felldoh.

Arthvader "So, you must be Felldoh. I'm Arthvader. It's a pleasure meeting you. Now, just leave everything to me."

After saying his introduction, he quickly drew out his Mana Sword, keeping a firm grip on the handle. He then prepared his magic circle to call out his phoenix.

Arthvader "Phoenix, Come on out and aid us!"

The phoenix then emerged from the circle, appearing just outside the building.
 
Felldoh heard the people around him talk, but paid them no heed. Even if the girl would fight, he would protect her. Even if the man with the magic would fight, he would fight alone. Even if he was fighting only a small detachment of town guards, he didn't care. He would protect.

Felldoh roared as he brought his swords down in a blazing slash, the one in his right hand making the light as it swung in a deadly arc. Blood spattered Felldoh as he battered aside shields and fought tooth and claw. There was one issue he took note of: he could not kill. Every slash of his blades did one of two things: they either disarmed an opponent, or they incapacitated them.

He ignored it for now. As long as he could protect someone, prevent slavery and tyranny from reigning, he didn't care. He would fight until he died (which he started to suspect was the reason that he came here).

He snapped back into reality as he blocked a strike towards his head. He'd think on it later, right now, he had a job to do.
 
Vex hung his head down low, and closed his eyes as the guards came forth and attempted to detain Felldoh. When he rose his head and opened his eyes they were diffrent. His eyes now seemed to swirl with hate and vengence, and full of malice. His voice even changed some, it took on a darker more sinister tone, it was cold and raspy as he spoke these words.

"So you fools come barging in here, thinking that you would be able to kill whatever was in here." Vex looked over to them and his icy cold eyes pirecing right through them, "Then this is where you die!" Vex leaped into the frey immeditly, drawing his sword as he thrust his shoulder into the guard next to Felldoh, continuing with his motion Vex spun around with his sword so it would cut aganist the guards small gap in armor across his stomach. He then did a reverse spin as the guard was falling down and slit the guards throat. Then as if on que as the guard was falling down on his kness Vex knelled down his sword outstreteched behind him so the guard fell on his sword.

Turning around so he could push the guard off and take out his sword, Vex did a spin with his foot out to trip the one guard that came to rush him. This guard wearing little armor stood back up, but it was only to be greated by Vex's sword implaing him through the stomach then it being ripped open. The guard was screaming in sheer terror and pain as Vex smiled and took some of the guards entrails out with his sword, and then took them in hand only to force a small portion of the entrails down the guards throat. As the blood sprayes on Vex's face he showed a smile of glee as if enjoying himself and not minding the blood being sprayed all over him.

By this time the one who came bargging in was pointing at Vex and with a shrill high panic voice spoke, "You just what kind of demon are you, your not human." The guard attempted to run as Vex rushed up and grabed him from behind to turn him around and told him in the most sinister voice, "Your right I'm not human but unfortantly for you, I am something far worse then a demon. Though you will not be long for this world to remember that anyways."

Vex then forcefully with his other hand, after putting his sword to his side punched the lead guard in each of his eys, so forcefull in fact that they were knocked backwards out of thier sockets. Enjoying in the guards new octave voice of pain Vex smiled even wider, "Now I wonder where those eyes can be." Vex said as he grabbed his sword again and thrust it threw the lead guards throat and shin, just enough to penetrate and not impale. Then opening wider by twisting the sword a little then pulling it out, he stuck two of his fingers up and manged to find the eyes so that they dropped through the hole. "Ahh there they are now time for a litte music."

Vex tapped the one eye so that it hit the other one, and watched as the two continued to bounce back and forth hitting oneanother. He then looked up as that the leader was dead on his knees survaying the room. "Now who is going to be next."
 
As A group of soldiers headed towards Arthvader, he took his stance. By focusing his energy, Arthvader managed to knock back the group with a fearsome slash wave. As the soldiers got back up, though, Arthvader quickly vanished, and then appeared behind them.

Arthvader "you guys are pathetic, you guys don't even offer a challenge. I should put you guys out of your misery."

Arthvader then slashed the soldiers heads off. He then turned his attention to the rest of the soldiers.

Arthvader "If I were you, I would've surrendered right here and now. So, What do you say? surrender or die?"
 
Kaos watched on in amusement. "Oh, this is fun... " He said quietly. ~Ugh.... I think I chose the wrong side to support. Dammit weak humans!~ He thought. ~At any rate... I better get in there.~


Kaos dove down from the sky into the fray, his wings and tail slipping into his clothes... He landed with a small cloud of dust, and that curved Greatsword of his appeared in his right hand. He rested it on his shoulders.

"All right... Who shall I have my fun with today?"
 
((Theme Song: Evanescence-Fields of Innocence))
Clad in a dark armor that perfectly hid his identity, Julius went on horseback to the area in which the rebels were located, Several reports say that the scout unit led my Lord Kaos has been attacked, and that they were requesting immediate back up. He rode towards the battlefield, and as soon as he spotted his enemies, his blood turned cold, his eyes burned with passion and a sudden rage rose within him. Adrenaline rushing through his veins, he unsheathed his might sword and gave a seemingly inhuman battle cry. This darker side of Julius enjoyed to mock his enemies and drive them into madness.

"Laughable...simply laughable...."

He jumped from his horse and landed before it. The horse ran away from the battlefield and Julius was left there, with a will of iron and a power so easily misguided. His heavy steps flattened the ground under his heavy feet, crushing small sticks and rocks, he was approaching menacingly, his eyes set on his first target: Arthvader.

His power now fueled by an unknown source: a stone attached to the very center of his plate mail. He halted his advance before Arthvader, bodies lied scattered all around them. Julius laughed, and soon swung his sword from left to right, leaving the tip of his blade resting on thin air, held tightly besides him with a powerful right hand.

"Rebels, the enemies of peace, the scourge of this land. I shall purge you all from this holy soil, and scattered your evil ashes through the wind. Arthvader, Zeria Iiayasei, Vex, and Felldoh. I am the captain of the Black Wind Knights under Lord Taharka's command. Your sinful lives have been put on trial and were found guilty, therefore I hereby sentence you all to death."

He soon aimed his sword to Zeria and laughed as his eyes glowed bright red with darkness. "You shall face the Wrath of the Heavens you little witch...I shall burn your bones to dust...flesh and all purified by flames."
 
The inn was cramped. Felldoh had no room to fight in there, and he noticed a set of back-up soldiers coming from outside of the window. Blocking a sword strike and incapacitating the striker, Felldoh yelled at Vex, "We have to get out of here, now! We have to fight on better ground, it's too enclosed in here!"

Felloh ducked under an axe-head, cutting off a tuff of fur as it soared over his head. Felldoh dispatched the foe with a quick butt to the head with the pommel of his left sword.

Felldoh ran, made to grab Zeria's hand, and jumped out of the window. Normally, he would have loved the fall, but there was fighting done and he had no time to check if he'd grabbed Zeria or not. Immediately following landing, he launched himself at another legion of soldiers.

This was different though. He was now fighting alongside Arthvader, but he was fighting an entire legion of elites. The armor that they wore in and of itself was reason enough to note this, but it was the fact that there was one warrior ahead of them. He spoke in rough, cool tones.

"Rebels, the enemies of peace, the scourge of this land. I shall purge you all from this holy soil, and scattered your evil ashes through the wind. Arthvader, Zeria Iiayasei, Vex, and Felldoh. I am the captain of the Black Wind Knights under Lord Taharka's command. Your sinful lives have been put on trial and were found guilty, therefore I hereby sentence you all to death."

How does that blaggard know my name? Felldoh thought as he dispatched a wild mace-wielding knight. And who in the seasons is this Lord Taharka? Sounds like another Tyrant, but I'll have to be more careful with this one if he actually has an Imperial army.

Felldoh heard the dark-armored soldier say something, then point his sword past Felldoh, at what Felldoh assumed was Zeria or Vex (whom he would make speech to afterwards about his appalling kill in the inn).

Roaring, Felldoh sheathed his new sword, grabbed the spear of a fallen soldier, and hurled it at the dark-armoured foebeast. He had no time to see if it would spear the wretch through or not, for he was back to defending himself against a pair of sword-wielding soldiers.
 
Zeria whipped around and saw another foe, their gaze on her. She hacked through a few enemies and turned to face her new opponent.

"Whoever you may be, do not think I will be an easy kill, just because I'm injured from a previous battle. I have the heart of a lion, and my spirit burns to return to my master. Now stand out of my way, or suffer the pain of my blades, and my master's blade if I must use it"

It was true. She had a third blade. It was tucked in between the sheaths of the other two. It was the Gunblade he'd left for her long ago, before he'd rushed to his deathly battle with Lucious.

"I won't warn you again, stranger" she said, aiming her guns. "Leave or die..."
 
The sky grew dark as night approached - hastily it arrived of late. The winter months drew nearer, and the faint warmth of day was dwindling as the weeks passed. Though there was something different about the sky today. Darker... sinister, even, as if aided to throw the world into a deeper blanket of shadow.


Taharka attempted to regulate his breathing as the soldiers walked past him to prepare for an ever-nearing mission to claim yet another Gem of power. The location was known only from particularly vague directions - as the giver of them choked on the sand and dust Taharka ensnared his village with. Appearing calm, yet still harbouring the anxiety of locating another tremendous power for his master, he made for the grand hall where he would meet his regiment of Imperial Assassins outside the gigantic thick steel doors.

Weapons at the ready, Gems in place, mindset ideal for the mission - the only real difference in Taharka was his refined armour. The armour he spent an entire lifetime manipulating its more trivial aspects... it's darker layer of mystics, was nearing completion. His Gauntlets of renown -even amongst the finest of blacksmiths- were now fully empowered to resist the elements... even his own; being his intention all along. For it was not through the desire of defending others' attacks which these gauntlets were born, it was the fear of his own powers which compelled him.

Few now remained to tell stories of the destruction his powers wrought upon the lands, but Taharka knew them all far too well - recalling perfectly. These Gauntlets were a step towards gaining control of his innate abilities - his pure talent.


"Men, you have been assembled as the most effective team, for the most important of tasks. Nothing will impede our itinerary, nothing will prevent us from accomplishing our goals... friend nor foe alike. The mission which you are about to undertake will change lives. For better or worse, you will be making a difference henceforth. Know it!"

Taharka was exhausted of pep talks, and began to press forward without a word nor whisper. Filing themselves accordingly, the Imperials readied their blades resting upon their forearms. As he said: nothing would impede the mission. Nothing.




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OOC: I suppose I should take a moment to make reference to the Assassins weaponry.

Naturally, being assassins by distinguished training, they're not something you'll be able to just slice in half or overwhelm with a couple of blows - even if you think yourself arrogant enough to hit them.

Their primary weapons function as both protection and offensive items. These are shortswords which are attached to their upper arms (as such there is a few inches of blade sticking over their shoulders, protecting the neck from decapitating strokes). There is a link near the top of their forearms which, when triggered, engages the main blade and it extends to... well, an arm-blade which they use in what could only be described as more hand-to-hand combat.

They also have small crossbows designed in two pieces which attach to their forelegs, which they simply slot together and fire three arrows simultaneously. So they're effective at a range too.

They know a little magic too, which I'll say has the same principle of 'haste'. Their reaction speed sharpens, and they become more prone to evading blows entirely. They can also then move at much greater speeds.
 
Julius "Rebels, the enemies of peace, the scourge of this land. I shall purge you all from this holy soil, and scattered your evil ashes through the wind. Arthvader, Zeria Iiayasei, Vex, and Felldoh. I am the captain of the Black Wind Knights under Lord Taharka's command. Your sinful lives have been put on trial and were found guilty, therefore I hereby sentence you all to death."

As Julius just finished his speech, Arthvader turned his attention towards his former ally. Furious at what has become of Julius, Arthvader's aura suddenly started shifting between light and darkness.

Arthvader "Why, Julius? Why do you have to go after us? What has Taharka done to you? if you say that we are sentenced to death, then I have no choice but to take you on myself. PREPARE YOURSELF..."

Arthvader's aura has then shifted all the way to his darkness energy. this has caused him to turn him evil, with no remorse towards allies or enemies.


Arthvader "... PREPARE TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

All of a sudden, he formed a sword of nothing but pure evil.the blade that he formed was that of a cutlass. He then charged towards Julius and quickly vanished in front of Julius, only to appear behind him, and began by delivering a vertical wave slash towards Julius's left arm.
 
The sword was suddenly blocked by a blade made of black diamond... An indestructable one, that would not even be scratched or affected by such a blade.

In a blink of an eye, Kaos had come from fifty feet away to block for Julius. After stopping the blade, the demon kicked at Arth's stomach, then hurled a four foot wide fireball at his face with his free hand.

"You are arrogant, human swine! You've probably never fought a real opponent before! You've the skill of a conscripted soldier... Childish fool, today is the day I finally rid this planet of your worthless existence!!" He spat.

As he yelled,his body engulfed itself in an inferno of black fire, as if someone had just dumped kerosene all over the demon and lit him on fire with a match.
 
(Arthvader....erm....Dude, I said that my armor was made so that no one would be able to recognize me :omg:Do you have X-Ray vision or something?)

"I am not the one you speak, you confound me with someone else so easily devil."

Without even making the slightest movement, Arthvader's attacks were blocked by another opposing force, one allied to Julius. Julius remained there unaffected by Arthvader's word, not even feeling the impulse to rise his blade against him. He smirked, an evil laughter could be heard from within his helm as he turned around to face Arthvader, then shifted his attention to Zeria and Felldoh.

With each passing second, more reinforcements arrived and newer soldiers were dispatch to call for more, the battle was already won one way or another. Julius remained standing before Zeria and Felldoh, fearlessly and courageously. He rose his left hand, clearly showing the palm of his hand making a sign of stop to them.

"Halt...."

He lowered his left hand and slowly rose the blade held by his right hand, clearly aiming it first at Zeria. His thunderous voice spoke words that could strike terror onto normal hearts of weak will.

"You think you can beat me Zeria? How ignorant of you...my skills match perfectly those of that friend of yours, I dare to say that mine could be even greater. Lord Kaos!!! Stand by my side and let us rid this world of their sinful corruption."
 
(If you might not remember, He has the ability to sense the aura of anyone he met before, wether ally of foe)

As the black fire began engulfing him, Arthvader started feeling the pain within him again.

'He's not Julius!? But I swore that I felt his aura coming from that armor. but no matter what, I shall never lose. Not even to the likes of them!!!'

As he is condumed by the black flame, he started shifting his aura, trying to escape his dark energy again, so he won't be able to hurt any of his allies. With the flames slowiy consuming his energy, Arthvader has eventually unlocked his potential again. with his light aura back, he has extinguished the black flames around him. Instead of the darkness cutlass that he had, it was replaced by his holy sword and shield. He then prepared for battle against Kaos and Julius.

Arthvader "Kaos!! you might have got me just a few minutes ago, but this time, you won't get me again. Prepare you self!! And, no matter how much of that armor you have on, I can still sense that you are Julius. Once I'm done with Kaos here, You'll be next. You can count on that. Both of you will soon see the truth when I bring the light upon the two of you."

Then, all of a sudden, he made a quick slash, a slash that Kaos wouldn't be prepared foras the strike was so sudden.
 
"You will stop right were you are....Arthvader...You will put down your swords and shall not resist arrest. Your trial will begin and I assure you that justice will prevail. Unless..."

His sight slowly turning towards Arthvader while he still aimed his sword to Zeria. Despite the fact Arthvader could somehow tell his identity, Julius didn't gave it much importance. Julius' cold sight pierced though Arthvader's flesh and bone looking straight into his soul. He then directed the tip of his blade to Arthvader who was facing Lord Kaos. A reddish aura gathered around the blade of his sword, the runes carved around the sword shined with an reddish orange glow. Out of the sudden, a bolt of lightning, an attack which resemblances a ghost like sword, was released from Julius' sword and sent hurling towards Arthvader.

"...You dare to defy me..."
 
The slash went through him... Though, nothing happened! It passed through him like he was just a ghost!
"Good guess on my name, swine." His voice came from all directions. Suddenly, the etheral form of the demon swung...
And from eleven other directions, more swords like the one before came slashing at Arth. They may appear to be fakes, but the attacks were very real, and would cause a lot of damage.
"You cannot run, you cannot hide, you cannot win!!" The 12 Kaoses laughed and taunted.
 
(OOC: Um, Julius, are you unaware that Felldoh had hurled a spear straight at you o_O And how do you know Felldoh! Aiyah, way too many psychics around here :|:dry:)

Felldoh quickly dispatched the two soldiers who were pressuring him, drawing his left sword in a whirl an delivering two hefty blows across their heads, sending them flying into unconscious. They litterally flew, too, and smashed into the wall about ten feet from where they were standing.

When Felldoh turned, he noticed the black-armoured foe still pointing his sword at Zeria. Felldoh jumped into action immediately, setting himself in front of Zeria, and going into the same sword stance he held before.

But, before he could make a move, the black-armoured foebeast whirled and delivered an attack which could only be described as magic at Arthvader. Felldoh let out an audible gasp as an ethereal blade sprang from the black-armored enemy's own blade. Felldoh was too slow; before he'd had the chance to move, it had shot past anywhere he could've gone to block it.

"Arthvader, watch out!" Felldoh cried.

(OOC: Yes, I want to see Arthvader get pwned, but even so, Felldoh's good nature and the Sword of Light prevent such a thing from entering my posts. *sigh* Too in-character?)
 
((Remember that I mentioned a letter telling Julius about his mission? The letter includes reports about his targets.))

Suddenly Julius felt the whisper of death closing by as a ferocious spear was hurled towards him. His eyes widened with surprised as he eluded the spear by mere inches with a side-step jump to the left. The spear missed its target and struck the very center of a nearby tree.

"It seems I underestimated you Mr. Felldoh. I still find it quite hard to believe that you are part of these rebels. In my report it says that you were a renown swordsman with a wisdom almost unmatched. I wonder why you stand besides them when our kingdom could use someone like you for the greater good of this land."
 
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