Thunderrar

And so i get to introduce my latest creation, the Triplets! the red haired one has super strength/invulnerability brute, the green haired one is a sonic/sonic corruptor and the white haired is a ninja/traps mm, with some added bonuses like a healing do dah i added, not 100% sure ill keep but we'll see as i lv him more...

The red haired mans eyes narrowed, his fists clenching slowly, as they did a light red mist seemed to seep from his clothes, turning his head slightly to the left the green haired man nodded, opening his mouth he looked up at the hole in the roof they had come in to.

Slowly a whistling sound began to fill the air, growing louder and louder until it became a full on shriek, filling the air, as it grew louder the roof began to crack, then shatter, pieces of debris breaking off and falling down towards the robots below.

The white clothes man kneeled down besides Sword, placing his hands on either side of his head his eyes glowed slightly brighter, a blue glow overshadowing Swords face, casting a small healing aura of Sword.

Three figures dropped from the roof, landing next to the now nearly unconcious Sword, the three looked almost identical except for their clothes and color of their hair and eyes.

One had red hair and glowing red eyes, wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers, another wore a strange blue suit with a gem in the middle, his hair was green as were his eyes. the last wore a mostly white Ninja costume with his arms and legs being blue, a darker blue than his glowing blue eyes, the only part of his face that could be seen as his head was covered in a helmet and his face in a mask.

The trio stepped in front of Sword, the red one at the front, the green behind him while the white one kept to the back, standing over Sword, there expressions were vacant showing no emotion at all while strange veins seemed to bulge from their faces, oddly enough the same color as their eyes.

On top of some rooftops, among the Etoile Isles, three figures moved silently yet at a pace much faster than any human could go. Hidden in shadow they moved with purpose, to a certain destination that would inevitably lead to trouble, stopping briefly one of the trio looked behind him, his ocean blue eyes glimmering in the night, not too far away were five other figures, his subordinates, always ready for their master.
Quickly the trio began to move forward again, this time at an increased pace, they were under strict orders to follow a particular someone, and he seemed to be moving ever faster towards his goal, what it was they didnt know, all they knew was when they got there, he might be in need of some backup.

4 hours later

Erez'Zul opened his eyes, through magical sight he had watched the battle involving his monstrous creaton, the once former elf Joarathil, brother of the Nighthunter Morilanthi, the Nighthunters had battled through the hundreds of demon spawns to reach the abomination, Joarathil had fought ferociously with them but in the end, like all things unnatural that seek to destroy the Nighthunters, he was killed, by his own brother in fact.

The mage stood up, looking into the darkness once more he smiled, gradually he began laughing, becoming louder and louder until the halls echoed with his unbridled joy.

"Killed by his own brother...it could not have ended better"

Erez'Zul sat down again, putting his left foot over his right knee, looking into the darkness he smiled once more as three sets of glowing eyes looked back, one of diamond blue, another a vivid green, and the last a burning red, they simply stared, unmoving without even blinking.

"Yes...its time i introduced the triplets, go....seek out any who would call themselves a hunter, knock some names off of the Countess' list, and as always, have fun"

The eyes vanished in an instance, leaving the mage alone atop his throne, a cruel grin on his face

A solitary figure sat upon a dark throne, his mind was deep in thought, after a few moments in silence he looked into the darkness before him and spoke.
"Its time"
From the darkness a monstrous form emerged, its huge wingspan filled the hall, slowly it approached the throne, walking up some stairs he stopped with his face just inches from the man sat down.
"Time? it is time? can it be? after so long...waiting for so long..."
The man on the throne smiled and began speaking softly.
"Your brother is waiting for you, with his new family"
Upon hearing the word brother the montrous form walked down the stairs, back to the seated man, placing his hand absent mindedly on his face.
"I have given so much...had so much taken from me..."
The man on the throne stood up, clenching his fists.
"Then take it back!"
The monstrous form looked at his hands for a few moments, slowly clenching his fists his raised his arms to the air, his wings spreading outwards, slowly he began to scream, a deep bellow from the pit of his stomach that quickly turned into a thunderous roar.
With this the monster said one last thing before leaving.
"Im coming....brother."

Doh! literally only just read this now, me think i need to check the forums a bit more, though to be honest i dont really have a character whos into arms dealings.....but still! ah well, will have to catch the next event.=)

WHOOOO!....ok wasnt actually on the ship but still, WHOOOO!

ok the NH's are basically back in Paragon now....i assume? i mean the ships heading for IP so they will be soon, just wondering about using the chars that are there for in game rp?

The white haired dropped to his knees looking at the place the Nighthunters had been only seconds ago, blood still dripping from his mouth, his breathing becoming slightly heavier he started to laugh until the pain in his chest made him stop, he still kept his smile however.
"You...lose, bathory....i came here to stop a madman, the same madman who killed my father....and yet...you would do the same to that man, to his family, your like the emperor...i guess i just didnt see it....didnt want to see it.."
Slowly he put one hand on the ground to support himself, turning to look at the countess he kept his smile despite the pain he was in.
"What you gonna do now..."

The white haired man flew backwards as the countess hit him, hitting the wall with a sickening crunch, blood splattered from his mouth, luckily for him his cloak had protected him or he may have been in worse shape than he already was.
Falling to the ground he could already hear his cloak malfunctioning, its silvery shine was fading with small flecks of electricity flying off it, pushing himself up he stood upright again, pulling his cloak off at the same time, his vision was going slightly hazy but not enough that he couldnt see the girl back in her mothers arms again.
Though his face was covered in blood his hair remained the purest white, his face was covered in old battle scars and his left eye was covered in an eye patch but other than that he was the exact duplicate of the Nighthunter Adam moore, also known as Storm, the white haired man was from a parallel world, having came here months ago to the castle he sought refuge with the countess, but today, he sought to end it all.
Slowly raising his left hand he pointed it at the countess, a bright blue glow emanated from it, swirling around his hand.
"Pious....get your family out of here now...do whatever it takes, ill deal with the countess myself."
Using his right hand he fired a bright blue beam of energy at the doorway in the hopes of blasting anything standing in it, hoping to clear the way for the Nighthunters to escape.

As soon as the scream started the white haired man knew what would happen, as fast as he could he pulled him cloak over himself and the little girl in his arms, crouching down so that there was no part still exposed, as the scream reached him his cloak seemed to shimmer, losing its fading black look and shining a glowing silver.
Under the cloak the man looked at the still unconcious girl, she reminded him of someone else he knew, in a situation similar to this, the last time it all went wrong, maybe now was the time to make amends.

A man with White hair walked up to the now unconcious little girl, looking around he saw what must have been a horrific fight, slowly he knelt beside the girl and picked her up, carrying her in his arms.
"Is this world even worth saving...come on, lets get you out of here."
With that he started to walk towards the main entrance, away from the blood covered scene.

i think it was just the part with aeon, coz he had his arachnos army ready to launch, apart from that one post i think its all fine

im enjoying it as is, the members of the court who responded are ones i would believe to respond, really cant think of any other court members who are around enough to count, the NH members got in using disguises used by an illusion godess, aka Zaisha, tbh its all believeable, bringing in a massive army, in other words arachnos spells the end of it all, tbh as he apparently said, destroy the city block if you have to, Pious will never leave without his daughter so tbh looks like the manors gonna get blown sky high..,.

From a wall near the entrance to the castle, a clear blob quickly oozed outwards, forming a man, Erez'zul, quickly stepping forward he placed his hand on Joarathil, the elf turned his head slightly, pausing to see what the mage wanted.
"Forget it, the Countess has things under control here, and they have not left unharmed, i believe its time i honored my end of the bargain"
Joarathil looked at him for a moment, deep in thought, breathing in he nodded, putting his weapons away.
Erez'Zul held his hand up towards this wall, placing it softly on the cold hard stone, but this time, instead of merging with it, a flame erupted outwards, covering the wall it formed a door, then from Erez'Zul's hand spreading to the very edges of the flame, a window opened, one showing a dark room, its features hidden in shadow.
"Welcome...to the hollow fortress."
With that, the mage and elf stepped through the portal, the flames slowly fading as they did until there was nothing more but a cold, hard wall

sweet, dibs on st martial....wait...that is the one with the casinos right?

Erez'Zul showed a brief glimmer of suprise, it quickly vanished as fast as it had come.
"Oh my that was VERY good...and yet...perhaps i was the one who was too rash"
He started to laugh, there was no humor in his laughter but it became louder and louder, suddenly he stopped, the room became quiet as the blue flame blocking the doorway slowly broke apart, fading away.
"My deepest sympathys for the departed...it wasnt me who killed him, but i assure you...if you hadnt come, his husk would have rotted here, forever."
He looked once more at Damsel, slowly walking towards the wall and placing his hand on it.
"You would have left him to rot, he meant nothing to you at all, see her tears flow...know her pain, i said you could choose anyone in the room...i also said the fire i used was special, did you not think i could sense your two friends in here, i knew they were here the second my fire filled the door, and yet you gave him up without a thought....pitiful."
His hand started to merge with the wall, as if his whole body was becoming some sort of jelly, oozing together into one being.
"Of course i couldnt see them....clever little trick...but if i was you, i would have fought...oh well, cell a vie..."
Erez'Zul fully merged with the wall as if he was a part of it now, then in a second, he was gone.

oooh you sneaky bugger you! Moril just pointed out that Davids dead, ah well, guess all hes good for is kindeling then...

Erez'Zul watched as the little girl was dragged into darkness, unmoving, uncaring.
"I guess you spoke to soon, very well....the boy is mine to do with as i like, and i really dont like children, therefore..."
Raising his hand a flame erupted from it, firing directly at the boy named David.

"Very good"
Raising his right hand towards the door he shot a blue flame spreading outwards until it reached all four corners of the door, there now stood a giant wall of flame blocking the doorways, it made little sound except for a small crackle every now and then.
"Dont worry, its not to keep you in, its to keep other out, its a special flame, one that would hurt even a ghost, i would like our little conversation to go uninterupted if possible."
Slowly he placed his hands together, meshing his fingers together trying to make it obvious he was keeping them in plain view.
"Of course if one of your friends wanted in here im sure it wouldnt stop them....however, i do wonder if they will be the first to get here, there are countless undead here and as a member of the Countess' court i heard her summons, others will come, demons, ghosts, nameless things from the abyss...."
He glanced around the room again, watching the other captives for a second before looking at Damsel again.
"What i propose....is that i let you go, you, and everyone here, i let you pass and do my best to make sure you leave the manor alive and...let us say, relatively unharmed, im sure you understand, what with the unpredictability of some of the courts member..."
He seemed to pause, as if thinking of something else for a moment, then he continued.
"Yes. i say you may all leave though there is a price...just one...one of these people, must stay, i will allow you all to leave, but you, Damsel, must choose to leave one member behind, all i ask is one, for the sake of your children, for the blade racers, for the elfs love, and anyone else i dont really care about...out of them all i ask that one remains."
"Of course you could fight me, perhaps you'd win, perhaps i would, leaving the captives defencless....with me here"
With this he looked darkly at Damsel, all emotion had drained from his face.
"Our battle could buy enough time for your friends to arrive...or mine, and they are not as generous as me, i assure you. so...you all leave, but one, guaranteed, i promise from the bottom of my heart,....if you choose to fight i will have to kill you of course, though i would like to avoid blood shed....so....what will it be...or rather, who will you leave behind?"

Erez'Zul simply smiled, watching the floating objects for a second then again turning to Damsel.
"Now now, i doubt your clear on who you face, im not saying that im more powerful, just that without knowing what i can do, you cant predict my movements, therefore, if we were to fight..."
Erez'Zul looked over at the children then back at Damsel.
"Someone could get hurt....therefore i simply wish to speak with you, perhaps even strike a bargain, one that will benefit us both, and do keep in mind that the castle is under attack, it is far more likely that a member of the court will come walking through those doors soon enough than a Nighthunter"
Smiling once more, the same humorless smile he used before, he said one last thing.
"Will you talk, or fight?"

hehe, would be funny if no-one got rescued and they just went in a circle leading back to the front door, lol

reading the new posts on open season, the disguise was very cool but i had a thought that made me laugh, does pious or anyone actually know where there going in the castle?=)

Erez'Zul finally reached the dungeons, watching for guards he slowly looked around the room, his eyes almost immediately focusing on the now free, Damsel.
He smiled once more, but it wasnt a happy smile, there was something else behind it.
"Well....its to be expected from someone like you, the Priests wife"
He chuckled at his own words, though again, there was no humor in his laughter.