Necrucifer's Hell March

Herein are tales and notices regarding events which occurred due to Necrucifer's march on Algoron.

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Scorn: Hell Week Quest #1 of 7, Recap

Mon Feb 7 23:16:14 2011

To: all

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Necrucifer had gathered some of his finest champions and entered Algoron.

His impatience for blood and battle had surpassed all agendas and plans.

Tonight, he only wanted to witness destruction and taste the blood of any

who opposed him.

Learning of the God of Darknesses plan, Austinian also gathered his heroes

and set out to Algoron to face them head on.

Both Gods called upon their mortal worshippers to assist in the battle.

Both were well received.

End the end, many mortals fell and only two servants of darkness surived to

see the death of Austinian's third champion.

The Shadow Knight Jazaren and the Crusader Cecille stood in victory, at

least they thought. Austinian himself confronted Necrucifer and slew his

champions in front of him.

Befores the Gods began thier battle, Necrucifer sent his remaining victors

away. All of Algoron could hear the thunderous noises rupturing throughout

the skies of Algoron.

While evil had won this battle, the war had just begun and good was not

backing down.

(to be continued Tuesday night)

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Sereb: Slaughter of the Light

Mon Feb 7 22:43:26 2011

To: Abaddon Verminasia Darkonin Bloodlust Shadow ( Necrucifer Fatale Drakkara Dragoth Devion Mencius RP Religion Imm )

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Let it be known that on this Day of Deception, sixteenth of the Month of

the Spring, did the champions of the Shadows strive forth in their unholy

might to deliver unto the feet of the heretics the true glory of the

Pantheon. Through trial and tribulation did those who understand the Truth

of our Divinity rise to meet the challenge before us, and cast down those

who would deny the majesty of the Darkness.

Let this serve as a reminder to all who dwell within the realm of

Enlightenment, that where one may be strong, the whole is unstoppable.

Praise be to the Pantheon. Praise be to the Shadows. In Their names shall

we find the bloody swath of terror and decimation set before the feet of the

unbelievers, until they have breathed their last.

You have done your nations, your clans, and the Pantheon proud, soldiers of

Darkness. May Their wisdom guide your deeds.

In His glory,

Count Sereb Trucido

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Janic: Battle within the Icy Skies

Mon Feb 7 23:52:14 2011

To: all ( Cecille Jazaran Turssh Necrucifer Austinian Imm Imms RP )

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Champions of Darkness,

We fought this day, and estinguished the light. We proved our hearts to be

stronger then the light. We proved our might stronger as well.

The skies trembled, as the inhabitants of Algoron watch up at us in awe.

This was a great victory, the stakes unkown and unfathomable to us Mortal

Champions. We served well, and strong. We brought out the strenght in each

other.

The battle raged on long, our bones weary, but we continued to stand tall

and fight. There is no doubt that the favor of the gods was with us. Our

blades a little quicker, magicks stronger, and we were deeply blessed.

In the end, although our leader Tursh fell to Elina, Jazaran, Cecille, and

I, mounted on a moose, charged and gored it to death, though Jazaran's blade

found the final blow.

From there us four remaining champions gathered, and mustered our strength.

I struck Zangmar Rowntree with my pike I managed to strike several good

blows before I succumbed to its HORRID blasts of flame. The Shaman

reverted to it's original form, and struck several snakebites, before

finally falling as well, quite early within the final challenge.

Leaving our two remaining champions to face Zangmar Rowntree, a task to

accomplish that seemed impossible. Deathknight Jazaran Maltese, and

Champion Cecille Malus, fought on where their lessers had fallen.

Undeterred they slowly weakened the remaining Champion of Light. Weakened

blinded, the Angel. Slowly weakening it.

Slowly cornering it, retreating to stop the bleeding, only to return to

fight again. Once their victory was clear and only a matter of time, the

remaining Generals of Darkness, entered the fray, quickly making short work

of the remaining Champion of Light.

Our two champions, though they had every right to be tired and weary, stood

tall and strong. The exhillaration of victory, as well as Necrucifer's eyes

upon his champions gave them the strength and surety that they could if

needed, continue fighting an endless stream of the Light's Champions.

They stood ready.

*penned by General Arithem, Guardian of Verminasia*

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Madilyn: Fatale's Presence

Tue Feb 8 09:28:35 2011

To: Verminasia Abaddon Darkonin Arkane Shadow Bloodlust ( Fatale Immortal Religion Delirium )

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Fatale is a God of immense power and strength. He is the Lord of Loss,

Father of Endings, Master of Death and Murder. Death is a powerful force,

for it is the only thing within our existence that is guaranteed and

certain, without question. All things that exist are sure to end at some

point unknown.

Make of your lives what you will; but know that by Fatale alone are

conclusions made and from conclusions alone do new beginnings spring. Your

time in the realms is limited and at His discretion, do not waste such upon

things that are temporary and the fleeting, or have no worth and purpose.

Instead, serve Him, wielding His gift of murder judiciously for His purpose.

Spread His message, be faithful to His cause and find enlightenment bestowed

upon you as your reward. Make it your life and He will see your efforts

rewarded.

If you do not serve Fatale, serve well His Father, His Siblings, and the

Dark Pantheon, that the Light may tremble before it and be awakened to their

hypocrisies and sniveling weaknesses. They will be culled, for Fatale

demands it.

Above all, know that no one gets out of this alive. Not even the immortal.

This is His authority, His command, and His promise. All praise to Fatale,

Lord of Death and Murder.

His will be done,

Novitiate Disiple Madilyn Levesque

Servant of Fatale

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Kuririn: The Battle between Good and Evil

Mon Feb 7 22:31:06 2011

To: knighthood

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Knights, This day the Lord's followers were summoned to meet the forces

of Evil in battle. The outcome is still unknown... However... Our showing

was poor. As one who seeks to tell tales... The only thing to tell is that

Colonel Snowdragon, Aerahan, and myself were the only of Gareth to answer

the call.

We must do better, Knights. We should be leading the battle, not sitting on pews.

Haraldr

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Scorn: Hell Week Quest #2 of #7, Recap

Tue Feb 8 22:41:51 2011

To: all

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While Necrucifer and Austinian fought, the 3rd brother saw the potential

for a travesty of unbalance. Kwainin set force his champions and assist the

light. Mencious caught word and brought his forces and three champions to

the red moon where Siccara and her two champions joins Kwainin.

Algorons forces were gathered and the massive battle on the moon began.

Since the Gods may not perish to the hand of a mortal anywhere but Algoron,

it was the champions deaths that mattered.

In the end, the forces of Good assisted by the forces of Neutrality were

victorious.

Kwainin and Siccara continued to Icewall to end the battle of Austinian and

Necrucifer, only to find them both..... Gone.

(to be continued Wednesday night - 8pm, this will be a non-PK based quest)

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Arasan: The battle of Champions

Tue Feb 8 10:04:11 2011

To: All ( Imm RP Austinian )

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Before I begin, I want to thank the Elves of Shalonesti and the Dwarves

of Thaxanos who reached beyond the battles of the field during the day to

unite under one banner in battle. It gladdens my heart to see that the

Vallens and the Mountain work together when there is a need to do so.

Yesterday, the Father called us to battle alongside the Champions of Light.

Many called to assemble, what few came are a testament to those who are

willing to stand for the Light despite the odds and stand firm against the

tide. Unfortunately our numbers were few and the tides of the Darkness was

overwhelming but we stayed with a valiant effort to remain strong despite

the fear that would take our hearts.

The Darkness won the day but not the battle. It is times like these where

the Darkness rises, where good men and good women have their backs to the

wall that true heroes arise. Men and women, mortal in nature but immortal

in spirit rise despite the darkness and to show that the Light still remains

despite the heavy blows of failure. Strength is not measured in strength of

arms, but in the soul. A soul that does not bow down despite the voices

that call it to fall, a soul that will endure despite the darkness.

We failed this day, and have failed before. But our strength is firm that

we remain standing despite the darkness that would consume our hearts. Our

failures will give us lessons to be learned. And it is clear ever so now,

that Unity must be forged. Many who have come to the sermons of Light know

that I continually preach this. Our battle yesterday is evident that the

lesson has yet to be learned.

We of the Light must forge together in Unity even more so now then ever

before. We have withstood storms, we have withstood defeat, and we still

remain here. Normal men and women made extraordinary despite the events

that would call us to buckle. When the darkness sees us, they will see the

Father. And Stand Tall.

Stand Tall.

Arasan Dawnstalker

Priest of the Father of Light

Lieutenant of the Wrath

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Telthian: The tide of Darkness

Tue Feb 8 15:53:35 2011

To: Verminasia Darkonin Abaddon Bloodlust Shadow ( Necrucifer Fatale Drakkara Dragoth Devion Mencius RP Religion Imm )

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Verminasians, allies, and those who dwell with darkness in their hearts,

All bear witness to the thundering battle erupting in the skies above

Algoron. The Guardian of Darkness himself does battle with Austinian the

betrayer and soon the skies will open raining the false god's blood upon us.

The forces of Evil stood strong before the assembled host of the enemy and

emerged victorious in battle. Though the Master's success against Austinian

is guaranteed, we will be ready to serve at His will.

We are his sword to cleave a bloody swath through the light and bring forth

ruination, destruction, and darkness in His name.

All those capable to serve will answer His call. Assemble at the Altar of

Darkness just prior to 8 bells past noon this eve and join our voices as one

in battle prayer.

Prepare yourselves. His call will be answered.

King Telthian Schwartz

Consul of Midnight

Priest of Necrucifer

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Datai: The Battle Upon the Red Moon

Wed Feb 9 03:34:22 2011

To: Knighthood

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Dear Knights,

This last eve, while I was sitting in the altar room, to my surprise,

Siccara Herself appeared before me. She said that the minions of evil were

taking their fight to the red moon, and She asked for my aid in gathering

those who would fight there to ensure no harm came to our cause.

We were already in a large formation with the Wrath, Reginald Tiberius

Fistandilus, the swashbuckler, was the head of it, and agreed to help out in

gathering our faithful, allies, friends and anyone who deep down inside

really wants Good to win.

A great many answered the call, Wargar's warriors were among the first to

respond, and Shalonesti brought us more. The White Robes eagerly joined in,

and the Red Robes too: Kwainin had deemed our cause necessary, and besides,

He proabably didn't like the idea of Mencius sitting on His lawn, trashing

stuff in fits of rage.

The metallic wing sent us Seuyhin the Steel, and the charming pair of

Coppers: Seredath and Ehecatl.

Arkane sent us many this eve, as warriors of the balance are plenty there.

So also on the field was the Emperor of Ganth. Akwardly a Maurauder begged

to join our cause, and he proved himself well. Few were about the city of

Althainia, but the untrained fresh adventurer who was there, eagerly signed

up.

Of our own Knights on duty at this fateful hour: Lord Rithor Thorne, Sir

Branzol Snowdragon, Sir Aerahan Mamoritai, Sir Kuririn Haraldr, Page

Valdaris Artaeus, and myself took the field.

Battle was chaotic, for much we were blind and deaf and Reginald led with

very emotive hand signals. We stayed together for the most part, and that

simple tactic served us well. Carefully and paitently we picked off the

forces of Evil, and their Champions. We protected our own Champion in the

end, and finally, no more evil came to challange the survivors. The battle

was over, we had won.

Stay ready in these coming days, Knights, for whatever challanges remain in

our path.

Siccara bless,

Lady Datai d'Aggravaine, Lorekeeper of Knighthood

PS: We were pretty close to the White Moon, and it did not appear to be made

of cheese. The Red Moon was covered in red dust, and the battle field a

vast, plain, plane in the shape of a rectangle.

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Arasan: The Battle on the Red Moon

Wed Feb 9 09:01:23 2011

To: All ( IMM RP Austinian )

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I would also extend my thanks to the Mountain and the Vallens once again

to their support last evening during the battle on the Red moon. As well as

the newcomers to the formation, namely the Conclave and Arkane and all

members of volunteers from the Neutral Pantheon. It is clear without your

assistance in this dire time that we would not have succeeded. It humbles

me that we as a whole put aside our issues in the day and when a divine

purpose arose that we banded together as a unified force.

To put it simply, Thank you.

As to the rest of the Light, I would like to personally commend Reginald for

his excellent service during the formation. We have won one battle in the

service of the Light. It is not the war nor have we won this trial. But it

is a first step forward. Even more so now, we need to build momentum in

these dark times. While congratulations should be given to those who have

come and fought, it is not the time for complacency. We have shown that

through our allies and our own forces that Unity once forged cannot be

broken. We worked past the individual to something greater then ourselves

united with friends and allies.

It is up to each one of us now to continue to foster this friendship, this

Unity or else we will break against the tide once more. It gladdens my

heart that we as the Light has taken the first step to a much greater Dawn.

But it is up to each of us now to remain focused, regardless of what happens

in furtherance of the Father and his Children. I am humbled by the effort,

and it is and always shall be an honor to serve the Light.

Arasan Dawnstalker

Priest of Austinian

Lieutenant of the Wrath

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Telthian: The prior evening's battle

Wed Feb 9 10:43:25 2011

To: Verminasia Darkonin Abaddon Bloodlust Shadow ( Necrucifer Fatale Drakkara Dragoth Devion Mencius RP Religion Imm )

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Allies,

We have failed. For it we must suffer the consequences and pay penance for

our hubris. Our host was great and powerful yet the enemy entered the

battle with greater preparation and coordination of their attacks. In the

end, we were outnumbered three to one, and still we brought their final

champion within a hair's breadth of death six times. In the end, we could

not contest their number in light of Siccara's powerful healing and

Kwainin's forces of the Balance. I make no excuses for our shortcomings,

yet we fought admirably and nearly achieved victory. Our strategy will be

adjusted accordingly to ensure a second stumble does not occur. The

Kingdoms are to build favor with the taskmasters in preparation of another

such melee. The enemy's use of teal potions should have been anticipated in

light of their desperation. Healing items such as wands, potions, herbs,

and the like will be stockpiled.

Above all, to win such a confrontation cooler heads and coordinated actions

must prevail. We bloodied the enemy fiercely and have retreated to regroup

and lick our wounds. Tonight we will take to the field once more and this

night the enemy will beg us to spare their worthless lives.

May the Dark Gods be merciful.

King Telthian Schwartz

Consul of Midnight

Priest of Necrucifer

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Kerrisacza: A Missive Lined in Silver

Wed Feb 9 11:26:12 2011

To: All Althainia Knighthood Justice Shalonesti Shalonesti_Kingdom Thaxanos Wargar Arkane Immortal Roleplay Religion

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Recently the Light and Neutrality managed to band together and come up

with a victory against the Darkness, keeping them off of the red moon. Such

a victory is inspirational, and uplifting, but I assure that the Darkness is

not weeping over their loss. They are not in panic, lost as to how they

could have their momentum halted.

The Darkness is waiting for their next chance, waiting to put an end to our

short-lived victory so they can push us back further. I do not write these

words to discourage you, but rather to keep a realistic eye on our

situation.

The Light has long been complacent, with only a few of our most stalwart

defenders protecting the many. While ideally there would be no war, no

fighting, and no suffering, we must accept that the world we live in is

broken.

There exists, out there, whole armies and kingdoms of people who live to see

us suffer, who live to step on what they see as weakness, so that they might

feel better. Their gods demand that they "cleanse" this world to make way

for virtues such as death, virtues such as decay.

Nadrik is trapped by villains such as these. We cannot pretend that he is

safe, that he is secure. We cannot pretend that all is alright when it's

clear that the Darkness has had the upper hand. Your victory comes at a

crucial time and a crucial moment. Take strength in it, let it inspire you

to more, to continue so that we can eventually march on to the saving of the

Lord of Honor, one who has fought for the defense of the weak and the

innocents all of his life.

It is my understanding that, for the first time in awhile, the Light stood

with its allies and worked together as a fluid unit. I have been told that

they listened to someone lead them on the field of battle and followed

directions. Of this I am grateful, and hope it continues.

We must set aside our personal pride in order to protect one who needs our

help, and to defend everything we have ever known. A world of peace and

harmony won't build itself. We must suffer through blood, we must sweat and

fight back against the Darkness in order to achieve the contentment and

peace that we seek.

Remain inspired, keep strong, but do not let your celebrations or pride

allow you to stand too tall and cause you to forget our present situation.

I will continue to fight beside you as best I can, for Nadrik and for the

Light.

*scribed by Kerrisacza's scribe*

*stamped with a crest bearing a Silver dragon's head*

Kerrisacza, Silver Orchid of Nadrik

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Scorn: Hell Week Quest #3 of #7, Recap

Wed Feb 9 22:26:04 2011

To: all

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The Gods showed up to the scene of Necrucfers and Austinians battle, only

to find traces of ice shards that had been blown across all of Algoron.

Mortals were gathered and requested to find these shards, first person to

get 50 could attempt to channel the power of the God along with a mortal

soul who would betray his God to relive what had happened.

The side of good with the evil elven bladesinger Talik's help, were the

first to gather and try.

The vision that they saw is for theirs to share, but as all of those in that

room saw... Everything may have changed.

(To be continued - 9pm game time Thursday night)

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Rassilon: |Combat Field Report|

Wed Feb 9 22:16:10 2011

To: Knighthood Gwaine Anysse Rithor

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Knight's of Gareth's Keep,

This day we were called into service. To answer the summons of the Heavenly

Shakenja, Siccara of the Healing Hand. This we did, and discovered from her

the fight raged on, and none could be done to find the combatants. It was

asked we seek and collect a series of glowing crystal shards. With them

and, we later learned, the blood of a dark souled one, we could locate the

missing Austinian and Necrucifer. We sought them everywhere, and collected

more than our share. Later Talik of Shalonesti submitted himself to the

will of Zandreya to purge himself of evil, and his blood proved the key to

unlocking the secrets held within the shards.

The vision showed the Heavenly Emperor and the Dark Damiyo in fierce combat,

evenly matched and fiercely determined to see one another defeated or

destroyed. The vision was ended shortly before we could see the outcome, a

blast of awesome magic sweeping aside both the Eternal Gods. Another

figure, Raije, was glimpsed briefly at the very end, though what this

signifies is not wholly clear.

Members of the troop included myself, Colonel Snowdragon, Sentinel

Nar'Gyatt, Knight Mamoritai, Knight Tygarst, Knight Draven, Knight Haraldr,

and my Squire Anorati. Numerous others from clans and kingdoms far and wide

came to assist in the matter, as well as many of the Metallic Wing,

including Seuyhin, Spyre, and Immersa.

Lieutenant Rassilon Shiroken of Gareth's Keep

"Mercy in Victory, Grace in Defeat, Tranquility in Battle"

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Telthian: The Darkened Shards

Wed Feb 9 23:15:27 2011

To: Verminasia Darkonin Abaddon Bloodlust Shadow ( Necrucifer Mencius storyline RP Religion Imm )

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Brothers and Sisters in Darkness,

The Lord Mencius came unto us this night and commanded we search the entire

world for darkened shards of ice. The first to acquire fifty such shards

would be granted a vision of what has transpired.

Our forces divided, we scoured the Five Continents, Seas, and realms in

between.

Time passed, and we realized that all the shards we sought were upon

Althainia. Many were within places of the enemy - Shalonesti, Althainia

City, Ofcol, and so on. The time required to recall our forces and focus

upon Althainia cost us dearly. The enemy obtained their shards and, rumor

has it, was granted a vision.

We do not have the leisure to dwell upon our failing. Action is required.

Reach out to any who might be sympathetic to our cause, find what it is the

enemy discovered. The first to do so will be handsomely rewarded.

King Telthian Schwartz

Consul of Midnight

Priest of Necrucifer

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Telthian: The Vision

Wed Feb 9 23:50:44 2011

To: Verminasia Darkonin Abaddon Bloodlust Shadow Grumf ( Necrucifer Mencius storyline RP Religion Imm )

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Brothers and Sisters in Darkness,

We have learned of the vision the shards granted the enemy. Austinian and

Necrucifer were locked in single combat, fighting to the death upon Icewall.

Raije appeared approaching the two. As suddenly as Raije appeared did

Necrucifer and Austinian both disintegrate into unmelting shards of ice,

only the Lord of War remaining.

It would appear that not even the Gods know the fates of Necrucifer and his

traitorous brother. It is possible they are captured by some other entity,

possibly the forces of Chaos.

We must redouble our efforts and press on. The gravity of this news is not

to be understated.

I offer my thanks to Tamariah Leiss and King Grumf Thistlebeard of Thaxanos

for their work in bringing the details of the vision to us.

King Telthian Schwartz

Consul of Midnight

Priest of Necrucifer

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Telthian: The Vision, revised

Thu Feb 10 11:23:13 2011

To: Verminasia Darkonin Abaddon Bloodlust Shadow ( Necrucifer Mencius storyline RP Religion Imm )

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Brothers and Sisters,

New information has come forward on the vision. It would appear that after

Raije arrived at the scene of battle, he may have harmed or done far worse

to Austinian and Necrucifer both. Raije appeared pleased, and Siccara fled

in distress.

This vision is, clearly, different than the one conveyed by Thistlebeard in

which Raije arrived to see only the shards of ice being scattered. Continue

to seek your sources and discover all that we can in preparation for this

evening.

King Telthian Schwartz

Consul of Midnight

Priest of Necrucifer

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Cayenna: Hell Week Quest #4 of #7 - Recap

Thu Feb 10 23:29:03 2011

To: All

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The Gods battle continues and Siccara, having learned that Raije captured

and held both Austinian and Necrucifer, also recognized the large upset in

the magical balance as her own powers to heal would occasionally fade out.

It was with alarm that that she went to Kwainin and Kwainin to Drakkara, for

once all awkward and silent as they weighed the significance of this

information in silence. It was decided, with some trepidation, that each

would send out their own messengers into the realm to deliver this

information on the mortals below. Keys were sent to the mortal realm that

would hold the power to unlock a magical portal though Champions of Raije,

in hearing this rumor, set out as well to capture the keys first. Armed

with this information, the mortals set forth while the Gods watched from

high above, their gazes continuing to shift from the flickering

constellations in the skies to the happenings far below. But it was only a

small sigh that could be found when the last of the keys were found and

placed into the messengers hands, knowing that the battle was far from done

and that tomorrow would bring on yet another battle.

(to be continued - 8 pm system time Friday night)

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Rassilon: |GodsWar Field Report|

Thu Feb 10 22:45:33 2011

To: Knighthood Gwaine Anysse Rithor Seuyhin Spyre Immersa Ehecatl Kerrisacza

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Fellow Knight's of Gareth's Keep.

A storm arose tonight that covered the heavens, and when it parted, the

constellations of both the Heavenly Emperor and the Dark Damiyo had departed

the skies. Our forces mustered and travelled across the stars to see their

empty thrones, where messengers awaited to speak to both sides. After a

brief conflict, wherein the messengers threatened the fate of our patron

deities, both sides received their own messages.

We were instructed to recover keys. The first key was held by a guardian of

Raije in the Dark Ziggurat along the coast of Althainia. He was defeated

and the key claimed. The second temple was on icewall, to turpa, and a

similar guardian held two such keys. We claimed both before the Darkness

even arrived.

Afterwards, all keys gathered were merged into a single object, and with it,

a rip was torn in the fabric of reality itself. None could see within, but

it remained a window only, and would only open properly after some time had

passed. The messenger of the gods said to 'Meet back here, in one day's

time to test yourselves against the protection Raije has set forth, and free

your deities from His grasp. ' He was quick to add that if we cannot work

as one, meaning both sides of the war, there is a possibility both of them

shall perish.

Members of the troop included myself, Colonel D'Aggravaine, Colonel

Snowdragon, Knight Mamoritai, Knight Tygarst, Knight Draven, Knight Haraldr,

and my Squire Anorati. Numerous others from clans and kingdoms far and wide

came to assist in the matter, as well as many of the Metallic Wing, including

Seuyhin, Spyre, and Immersa, Ehecatl and Kerrisacza.

I urge those present and those to join us tomorrow to take the messengers

message with all possible seriousness. Cutting down a warlord, a dark

wizard, or an evil king pales is not worth the loss of Austinian.

Lieutenant Rassilon Shiroken of Gareth's Keep

"Mercy in Victory, Grace in Defeat, Tranquility in Battle"

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Arasan: Gathering of the Shards

Thu Feb 10 08:34:06 2011

To: All ( IMM RP Austinian )

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Before I begin, I want to say thank you once again to the Vallens, the

Mountain and the all those of Neutrality that came together with the Light

to assist us in the task that was given to us. What began as a simple

prayer circle in support of the Father, ended up with something greater.

And our success would not be possible by each and everyone who worked

together to accomplish our goals. Also I want to thank Talik as well for

his offering of himself to accomplish what was needed to see the vision that

lay before us. I am glad he has stepped forward in rebirth to become even

closer to the Earth Mother and I thank him for his courage to do so.

We have forged yet another success in our quest. However while

congratulations are offered to all who took part in our victory, the battle

is still not over. The Light in our Hearts has finally risen to shine once

more, each victory assists us in making our light brighter to meet the Dawn

that is coming. And while I offer thanks for all of the Light who have

forged forward despite the Darkness, we must not stop. We must continue to

build upon this as Mercerion has stated before.

We are on the verge of something greater, something that brings forth Heroes

in this time despite the tide of Darkness that threatens to consume us all.

Together, as the Light should stand, with our allies, there is always still

Hope. A beacon for something that is greater then ourselves. Something to

aspire to that is earned not given. I am proud to stand with the Light

always and it is a continued Honor to serve the Father and his children.

In Unity do I serve.

Arasan Dawnstalker

Priest of Austinian

Lieutenant of the Wrath

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Dahakon: The coming days

Thu Feb 10 15:38:58 2011

To: Abaddon Verminasia Darkonin Bloodlust Shadow ( Necrucifer Mencius Storyline RP Religion Imm )

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My brethren,

The light has won the battle again, but a war still rages. It is a battle

within that we must not start. Now more then ever we need to be unified and

strong.

Lord Mencius currently heads these campaigns while the Lord Necrucifer

battles on. We must not continue to fail. Tonight I assume will be as

active as the rest, we MUST gather in force. We MUST be ready, and we MUST

conquer.

I will be here tonight to join in the Army of Darkness again, the question

is how many others will there be at my side? Stop with the excuses that you

are behind the walls of a Kingdom and know nothing of a sword or spells. If

you can hold a weapon or simply cast a spell you WILL be useful. You will

not hurt the battle by showing up and you will earn the recognition of your

countrymen.

By now we know that the light is not easily backing down and using all

resources available to them overtake us. We must come back with a strong

hand tonight and crush them, not only physically but by crushing their

spirits.

We know that the light and neutrality has gotten help from their deities.

We do not need such a crutch. We are here for their pleasure, not the other

way around. If the light needs their deities to truly fight their battles

for them against us mortals then they show the weakness of the light all too

well.

Stand strong darkness, we will be the victors of the war.

Dahakon Kensey

Priest of Mencius

Shepard of His Children upon Algoron

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Arasan: A temporary Truce.

Thu Feb 10 22:51:25 2011

To: All ( IMM RP Quests )

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Given the events of the evening and the fact that we are all called to

work together to rescue our patrons on the eve of battle tomorrow evening.

I hereby call a truce during that time, as we must set aside our difference

to recover Austinian, Kwainin and Necrucifer from their prison.

Prepare. And tomorrow our fates will be decided.

Arasan Dawnstalker

Priest of Austinian

Lieutenant of the Wrath

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Sereb: The Gathering Shadows

Fri Feb 11 02:33:41 2011

To: Abaddon Verminasia Darkonin Shadow Bloodlust ( Imm RP Religion Delirium Necrucifer Fatale Drakkara Dragoth Mencius Devion )

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The passing days have been wrought with trials and tribulations for the

brethren of the Shadow. While some have been met with blinding success,

others have been marred with the unexpected failures that vanity and pride

are so frequently a party of. With the knowledge of the coming battle

however, such faults must be subsequently cast aside, for within the next

ordeal lies a matter not merely of wounded pride, but a collapse of the

Shadows Themselves.

Being told to gather within the galaxy of constellations, a small group of

messengers, heralds from the Divine, laid claim to the deplorable knowledge

that the God of War, Raije, had allowed the Father of the Pantheon His

moment of battle before stepping forth to somehow imprison the Lord of

Shadows, along with his wretched brother, Austinian. To set matters right

again, the messengers sent the realms on a quest to locate three keys to

open a portal, and prepare our troops for the coming struggle.

I am well aware of the hardships we have faced thus far. Your bodies have

been bruised, flesh torn, muscles ache, and yet despite these torments,

despite all the pains and afflictions that have been thrust into our

possession, still we strive onward. As one people, with a single goal,

shall we find ourselves pitted in combat with the God of War and His

creations, that we may rightfully restore the Father to His most holy of

thrones.

Gather your potions. Sharpen your blades. Polish your armor. Ensure that

reliable methods of communications are formed, that we may act cohesively,

and deliver the complete and terrible strength of the Darkness upon any

foolish enough to impede it. Prepare yourselves, brethren of the Shadows,

that the heretics of the Light and Balance may know what reprisal is to come

upon those foolish enough to dwell within Their domain. With your aid shall

we see once more the Father amongst the pinnacle of the realms, and on that

day, the Light shall know fear.

In the darkness of the Night, we hear the whisper of the Void. Heed the

whisper.

Count Sereb Trucido

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Dekaios: Hell Week Quest #5 of #7, Recap

Fri Feb 11 21:04:23 2011

To: all Scorn

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With the portal to the prison of Austinian and Necrucifer opened, the

other Gods were able to discern its source and weaknesses. Raije had

strengthened it with his own power, imbued into items he held dear and sent

for safekeeping to the more martial spots of Algoron. The sides of Light

and Dark had to use what small clues the Gods were willing to share to find

the seals, slay the guardians Raije had placed over them, and return to the

constellations

Good was the first to retrieve three seals, so they returned, thinking

Austinian would be freed. Unbeknownst to them, the Gods of Neutrality had

devised a lesson in the opening of the prisons. The Light holding more of

the seals meant that Necrucifer was the first to be freed, the choice of

Austinian's freedom left untouched. After only a moment's hesitation, the

combined strength of Necrucifer from without and Austinian from within freed

the God of Light from his prison.

The messenger then spoke of Justice and Revenge against Raije, to be

determined tomorrow....

-D

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Rassilon: |GodsWar Field Report|

Fri Feb 11 20:55:29 2011

To: Knighthood Gwaine Anysse Rithor Seuyhin Spyre Immersa Ehecatl Kerrisacza

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Fellow Knight's of Gareth's Keep.

Raije indeed was responsible for all that had befallen our Gods, utilizing

seals scattered across various battlefields of Algoron to augment his

abilities and keep the divine triad trapped. Five seals in five

battlefields. The first was the minotaur-yinn conflict on Icewall, the

second the training grounds of the Marauders. The location of the third and

fourth is unknown to me, as the darkness gathered them, but the fifth and

final was the siege on Aversia. All seals were recovered successfully.

The seals merged to form a lock, floating before us, and burst open.

Darkness flew forth, and the constellations began to re-appear. Through the

Light's efforts, we had freed Necrucifer. And he in turn freed Austinian.

Both have returned to their respective places in the heavens.

Members of the troop included myself, Colonel D'Aggravaine, Knight

Mamoritai, Knight Midnite, and Knight Haraldr.

Numerous others from clans and kingdoms far and wide came to assist in the

matter, as well as many of the Metallic Wing, including Immersa, Ehecatl and

Kerrisacza.

A dark pall has fallen over the red moon, shrouding it in shadow. And the

messenger declared we would seek revenge against Raije for his treachery. I

suggest we await official word from our returned divine lord.

Lieutenant Rassilon Shiroken of Gareth's Keep

"Mercy in Victory, Grace in Defeat, Tranquility in Battle"

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Kyri: Hell Week Quest #6 of 7

Sat Feb 12 15:48:47 2011

To: all scorn

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Austinian paced back and forth, barking out orders to his messengers to

find Raije and to find him now! He did not know why Raije had done what he

did, but he was certainly going to pay for it. Necrucifer was doing much

the same, only Raije would be paying for it with his life.

Word quickly filtered to Kwainin and he knew that he must step in more than

he had so far in this war. The balance of the world was in great jeopardy

and if it was not brought into line once more, then the consequence of such

made him cringe. He called upon Zandreya and Cliath to send forth their

messengers to the mortal realm. Raije's followers and those who desired to

uphold the balance must be gathered and pleaded with to protect Raije and in

turn protect the balance.

Zandreya and Cliath agreed that there had been enough death and that this

must end, preferrably at their own hand. Word had filtered to them that

Austinian wished Raije captured and sealed away for his transgressions and

Necrucifer, he just sought Raije's death.

The messengers were sent out to the mortal realm and in the meantime Raije

had been located upon the moon's surface. The Gods themselves empowered the

messengers to open gateways to the moon's surface, where they would be

joined by the Guardians of those respective gods. They warned however that

if the guardians fell of any god then their protections would fall and only

then could they be killed by another god on that surface. Austinian focused

his army towards capturing Raije by weakening his defenses. Necrucifer

focused his upon the Raije's death. Those who fought for Raije and in turn

for that of balance, acted as protectors.

The battle was long and hard fought. The moon's surface littered with the

bodies of the fallen, as all sides fought valiantly for the other. In the

end however, Raije's guardians all fell, leaving him vulnerable to attack by

Austinian and Necrucifer both. Lightning bolts soared through the air

towards Raije, one intent on capture, the other intent on death. As the

bolts neared to strike Raije where he stood, a figure appeared and grabbed

Raije roughly and vanished from sight with him. The figure being none other

than Malachive himself.

Austinian and Necrucifer were both enraged and quickly left the moons

surface returning to where they were the strongest to think about what this

must mean and where they go from here.

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Rassilon: |GodsWar Field Report|

Sat Feb 12 15:50:16 2011

To: Knighthood Gwaine Anysse Rithor Seuyhin Cyarothe Spyre Immersa Ehecatl Kerrisacza

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Fellow Knight's of Gareth's Keep.

Again we were called into battle by the Heavenly Emperor, who instructed us

to defeat the champions of Raije, weaken him, and bring him to judgement for

his crimes. This was hampered by revenge being called by the Dark Damiyo,

and also the forces of Twilight that amassed on the red moon. A three way

battle was due to erupt in short order.

Anarchy erupted, a battle which I could barely follow, save in general

terms. To this I say, that those mortal forces of Twilight fell first to

combined efforts, then we set to defeat the Champions of Raije while

protecting our own. In this, we were betrayed by Necrucifer who directly

ordered his own to attack us. A free for all erupted until we cuold cut

down the last of Raije's champions (and more than a few of the dark

followers).

However, when vulnerable, the two elder gods struck Raije with divine

lightning to weaken him further. In this critical moment, a new player

entered the game. And Malachive stole away the Great Warlord to the beyond.

We were subsequently returned to mortal world.

Members of the troop included myself, Colonel D'Aggravaine, Colonel

Snowdragon, Captain Corwen, Captain Moraen, Knight Mamoritai, and Knight

Haraldr. Numerous others from clans and kingdoms far and wide

came to assist in the matter, as well as many of the Metallic Wing,

including Seuyhin, Cyarothe, Spyre, and Ehecatl.

Lieutenant Rassilon Shiroken of Gareth's Keep

"Mercy in Victory, Grace in Defeat, Tranquility in Battle"

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Scorn: Hell Week 7 of 7 Recap - 2/13/2011

Sun Feb 13 23:12:44 2011

To: all

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The Gods had all made their case to the forces of Algoron and it was

agreed. They would march together against Chaos and by saving Raije's fate

to Malachive, they would save the Pantheon of Power that the creators of

Algoron had made. Raije had escaped back to the red moon following

Malachive's snatching of him. After a short appeal to join the Chaotic

army, Raije's temper got the better of him and the two squares off into

battle.

The forces of Algoron came through their portal to the red moon surface and

Malachive and Raije moved their battle away.

Malachive had littered the moon with dozens of 40 foot Chaos Giant to defeat

the forces themselves. The massive armies from Algoron lost to the Giant,

but upon rallying and regrouping by the main 3 Gods, there were able to

defeat the Giants. Meanwhile, evil turned against Good and all Chaos

invaded.

Malachive used this opportunity to try to and finish off Raije. The battle

between the two was spectacular. At some point they had grown their forms

to that the size of the mains and everyone from Algoron could watch the

battles.

At the height of battle, Malachive had a hold if Raije's heart but Raije

over powered Malachive and both of the Gods were thrust back to the moon,

cracking its very foundation.

Both gods were stunned and tired, but it was Raije who mustered the Strength

to strike the final blow towards Malachive.

Raije zapped Malachive with a red fiery ray that seems to peel the flesh

right off a Raije's [sic, Malachive's?] bones. A tip of Malachive's horn was lopped off and

send flying from the blast, but the rest of his bones were disintegrated

into dust.

While the other forces continue their battle, a kenders hands picked up the

tip of this blackened horn and happily put it into his pocket.

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Branzol: Recount of Battle - Red Moon (Final Day)

Mon Feb 14 23:12:25 2011

To: Thrakhath Datai Gwaine Rithor Anysse

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Greetings respected Colonel, Sentinel, and Generals,

This day I pen a missive to you on accord of Sentinel Nar'gyatt, whom has

instructed this missive be written for clarification and for future

knowledge. The accounts in this report are as best I can remember, however

if I miss something there is sufficient documentation which will be

forwarded after this missive is sent. Others whom were of leadership roles

within this assult include but not limited to, Priest Dawnstalker, and

Reginald Fistandilus, of the Wrath.

As you all may or may not be aware, there have been battles that have

changed, or impacted the world as we see it now. The battle accounts are

well recorded, for all whom wish to see. However, the final battle proved

to be something that none of us had expected at any point in our lives.

Gods of Neutrality, Evil, and Light, had agreed that the forces of their

folds shall fight as one to defeat Malachive's rather large group of rather

large fourty foot Chaos Giants.

The original formation was formed upon Reginald Fistandilus, which after

much debate included all paths of the world in this to be epic battle. A

portal was made to the red moon where battle was had in the previous days,

and this time we fought Chaos for once, as Algoron, and not simply ourselves

or our associated clans or kingdoms. The request for this was handed down

to the followers of Light, by Austinian himself. For all of Algoron to

fight alongside each other, or else Lord Raije would fall.

Suffice to say, this battle was even difficult for a formation that included

upwards of fifty mortals from various associations around the world. We

were quickly disorganized as the group leader had fallen. We reorganized

into smaller formations that once again were distinctly seperated by light

and darkness. We fell. At this stage I had to depart for prayer...

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Branzol: Recount of Battle - Red Moon (Final Day) (Part 2)

Tue Feb 15 21:49:59 2011

To: Thrakhath Datai Rithor Gwaine Anysse

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After returning from prayer. I had noticed that all Knight's on duty

were within the War Room, attending a meeting. So I entered this meeting.

Where I quickly found that there was reprimand for our taking place in that

eve's battle. This is fine. However, I also came to understand. That a

second portal to the Red Moon had opened for the mortals of algoron to once

again show their resolve, and finish this fight and save Raije, and also

protect Austinian.

The Knight's on duty were unable to enter this portal, and defend Algoron,

because of this untimely meeting. However General Thorne had said he had no

knowledge of such portal, so I had expressed my obvious distaste for taking

something of grave importance, placing it behind the regulation of this

keep. I do apologize for my hasty and disrespectful departure.

My standing is and would be the same. I took the Knight's whom deemed fit

to form upon me, and took them back to the Temple of Kwainin where we would

await and see if another portal would appear. Who am I to deny a follower

of Austinian the right to serve their god? Who is anyone to tell anyone not

to do the bidding of their God.

An example I would give. Is if Austinian had told us to do the same, and

Sicarra or any other god of the light had been in Raije's position. Would

we have allowed Sicarra to fall? How much of an injustice to the Gods would

it have been to allow such?

In conclusion. I stand by my actions, and I stand in front of those whom

entered this battle. For I led them there. I am a part of the light, and

these men followed my instruction. To do what was right, and allow these

devote followers of the light, the chance to serve their cause.

Branzol

The Balanx's View of Hell Week

Below is the offical tale told in the Bards' Guild as revealed to us by the balanx some time after the fact.

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Scorn: A Week of Hell (1)

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Drakkara was in a foul mood. The temperate and dusky landscape that was

unmistakably her sanctuary has been disrupted with force and the somber,

still silence of her moon trembled as an angry yet familiar voice rang out

with thunderous impatience and rage. Necrucifer was here.

"The advantage is on our side and yet the mortals waste time! Austinian and

Kwainin can not be allowed any chance to rally their meek following and

formulate anything that would put my well placed plans to rest!"

Drakkara looked at her husband with growing irritation, letting him continue

with his infuriating tirade for several more minutes before finally cutting

him off mid-stride and snapping out. "Why dont you do something about it

then?"

Necrucifer stopped, his last statement left unfinished as a slow and

malicious grin spread across his features. "My dear, what a brilliant idea."

Pressing a firm kiss to his wifes lips, Necrucifer was already fading from

the moons surface to put his scheme into place as an exasperated Drakkara

was left wondering whose blood was going to spill next.

Necrucifer's champions gathered, an intimidating and domineering presence

before them as his need for blood and destruction was great and the time at

hand as he declared, was now. His voice rasped forward, forceful and

undeniable as he commanded them to Algoron for a merciless battle of the

heretical. Let the bloodletting begin

Rubbing his hands together with gleeful anticipation, his gazed looked to

the realm below for the first red wave of blood to flow. Your depraved

schemes will not happen this day, Brother. The soft words struck

Necrucifer, no louder than a whisper yet full of conviction as Austinian

materialized before him.

Necrucifer crossed his arms and looked upon the white clad figure with

annoyance, "You certainly know how to kill a mood."

Austinian motioned to the realm below, undeterred by his brothers foul

temper. "Your plans will be thwarted this day as my own champions move

forward to stop yours. The realm will know of your treachery." Austinian

disappeared before Necrucifer could offer his cryptic remark though there in

his solitude, the grin once more spreading across Necrucifer's lips and the

murmur of words that followed were audible only to himself.

"Is that so? I believe it only calls for a change of plans."

The mortal realm lay in unsuspecting naive of all the Gods were about to

unleash as the champions descended into the realm, both Austinian and

Necrucifers heroes making quick work of spreading word of the others intent.

Mortals, eager for the chance to defend their righteous cause and show the

errors of the others skewed perspective, furthered the rallying call upon

their allies as they grabbed for armor and weapons and set out to engage one

another in epic battle.

All the Gods looked to the realm below as the battle raged for long hours,

not a word spoken as both Necrucifer and Austinian Champions fought and lead

their respective followers with absolute conviction. Mortals on both sides

defended with unselfish resilience, another stepping in to take the place of

the fallen, pressing forward with determination and tenacity that was

undeterred by loss of life only striving to fulfill the purpose and intent

of their objective.

Moans of despair and the cries of the dying littered the air like the

battlefield was with bodies, the sweet smell of death permeating the cold

terrain as the ice run red with blood. The carnage was consuming, the Light

lay is destructive defeat, the last of the Champions falling to a blade

already made crimson by those previously slaughtered. Among the wispy

threads of steam, their features haggard from the strain and draining battle

and bloodshed that they fought and witnessed, stood two mortals. A Shadow

Knight, Jazaren Maltese and a Verminasian known as Cecille Malus stood apart

from Necrucifers own remaining Champions yet the triumphant reign of victory

was present all the same.

Necrucifer could not be more pleased, a shattering blow to the Lights forces

and their already weakened morale that, in his presumptuous state, could

only mean his total domination. But before he could truly gloat of the

Lights demise, Austinian came forth, advancing on the Necrucifers champions

and striking them dead. Like a tempest unleashed, Necrucifers fury knew no

bounds as the last champion fell, a black energy surging forth as his arms

stretched forward, knocking the two remaining mortals to safety before the

two brothers clashed together, locked in a thunderous battle that raged

throughout the skies high above Algoron.

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Kwainin turned to look at those that gathered to his side, their faces

reflecting the same disbelief at these recent turn of events as he knew his

own did, knowing too that action was needed and fast else the balance of

power be drastically upset. It was Raije that stepped forward first and

spoke out to fill the silence.

"I Will go."

Kwainin shook his head, the barest of smiles gracing his lips as he looked

to his son.

"No. The Balance is mine to preserve. I shall send out my own Champion to

even the odds."

Mencius, having caught word of Kwainins impending interference, decided to

move forward with all vengeance and swiftly moved in to cut off Kwainins

intent. His own Champion before him, he ordered a portal opened to the

barren wastelands while he commanded the armies of Darkness forward to

strike with deadly rage upon the red moon itself.

A cry of alarm sounded as Taliena too had heard word of all of it, knowing

that the Necrucifer and his sons would manipulate the odds in any way they

could to ensure that Necrucifer emerged victorious and at any cost, over her

husband. Feeling a gentle hand on her shoulder, she turned to look into the

eyes of Siccara who, in knowing her mothers dislike for battle as well as

the sheer amount of injury that would befall champions and mortals alike,

offered her support instead as she stepped forth to aid the fight.

Mencius's forces swept over the barren lands with lethal intent, cutting

through anything in their path unbeknownst to him that another portal lay

open with the Balance and the Light quickly pouring forth in their efforts

to squelch Mencius's deadly plot. The armies came together is a clamorous

roar of steel against steel, weapons quick to parry and slash while magical

energy flew between the opposing forces ready to delay, maim or destroy one

another.

Seething with rage, Mencius watched as the combined efforts of the Light and

Balance quickly overtook his own Champions and forces, finding defeat upon

the moon itself. His howl of outrage echoed across the moons surface as

vanished from sight, a violent storm of wind left in his wake. Kwainin and

Siccara, knowing it was only a matter of time before the remaining dark Gods

descended upon them, wasted no time in journeying to Icewall to end the

battle between Necrucifer and Austinian. But with their arrival, the only

thing that met there sight amidst all the snow and ice was a small lake

where the two had been locked in battle and the Gods themselves gone.

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The red moon hung low in the sky and cast an eerie glow across the icy

landscape below, the crystallized snow seeming to sparkle as the ground

itself was a wash of crimson. Even the rippling waters of the nearby lake

had taken on a fiery tinge after the smooth and frozen surface had exploded

as the two Gods slammed down upon it, icy shards filling the skies before

raining down upon Algoron.

Kwainin and Siccara stood wondering at the empty and vacant area, Austinian

and Necrucifer nowhere to be seen nor heard with only a humming energy

seeming to stem from the lake itself. Turning her head, Siccara looked at

Kwainin, her words coming forth slowly as if thinking as she spoke.

"The water here should be well frozen in this area of the world and yet, it

runs freely with only the slightest of hum to signify that magic precedes

us."

Kwainin nods, wisdom alighting in his own response that follows. "Ice rains

down upon the mortals and it is from this lake that the shards emerged. Let

us gather them to us and see if when bound together, they will channel the

energy to tell us what happened here and where my Brothers now are."

In a blink of an eye, both were gone as they again walked the mortal realm

to call forth any of those that would aid. With a wipe of his long and

pointed nose, a putrid hued goblin stepped forth from the shadows of a

nearby stand of snow-covered scrub, beady eyes taking a moment to comprehend

all he had heard before a shrewd dawning alighted in the black depths and

his voice was made known to his master.

Livid at the prospect of being out-maneuvered and out-manipulated on top of

the added sting and humiliation of his previous defeat, Mencius descended

upon the realm again in a whirlwind of rage, barely contained as he stood

before those gathered in the Temple with one message to them all.

"You will not fail me again."

Scurrying forth to scourge the realm for the shards, it was a mad dash to

find them all, small skirmishes breaking out as each vied for the most that

would give them the advantage over the other ethos.

The Light swept the realm with efficiency and was the first to proclaim

their victory and as the mortal stepped forward with only blackened shards

in hand, Siccara's heart sank and the taste of defeat was sour in her mouth.

As she shook her head and started to speak that these were not enough,

another mortal came forward and silently held out shards of brilliant white,

a sparkling contrast to the obscure ones that they had already obtained.

"The shards alone are not enough to see what has transpired. It will take

the act of a brave mortal soul in betraying their God for us to channel the

energy needed for this vision."

The weight of Siccara's words fell like crushing stone over the gathered

crowd, somber silence filling the air as each looked to one around for what

to do next. The quiet was not long lived as in one corner, a small

commotion sounded and the crowd slowly parted as a small elf pushed through.

A bladesinger, known as Talik, stood before them all and declared his

willingness to shed the darkness that thus far had surrounded his soul.

"I am an elf before all else. I have been on the fence for some time with

this decision before me. It is Zandreya that I will take into my heart."

A soft and gentle breeze stirred the air as a soothing energy filled the

room, bringing with it the smells of wildlife and petals, nectar and earth,

intoxicating the senses in its delivery. Slowly, the shards began to melt

and with it, the vision of Necrucifer and Austinian no longer locked in

battle but held captive by another, an unsuspecting horned figure cloaked in

red.

With a startled gasp and sense of urgency, Siccara dissipated from the realm

to convey all that was discovered.

In the Temple of Darkness, those gathered before Mencius again in failure.

Bidding Telthian to step forward with the shards in hand, his contempt and

malice spewed forth as he mocked them for failing not once but twice to the

false and the weak. Steam poured forth from the melting shards as black

oozed across Telthains hands, the acidic liquid striking the floor with a

loud hissssss. His repugnance well felt, Mencius swept from the room is

torrential fury of wind, lifting and hurling anything left unsecured as if

it were nothing more than cloth. Vengeance would be his.

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As the battles across the realm raged, Siccara, having learned that Raije

captured and held both Austinian and Necrucifer, also indirectly discovered

the significance of what impact it could have on them all as the magical

balance was off, the instability impacting her powers as they would

occasionally fade and flicker. It was with alarm that that she went to

Kwainin and Kwainin to Drakkara, for once all awkward and speechless as they

weighed the significance of this information in silence. It was decided,

with some trepidation, that each would send out their own messengers into

the realm to deliver this information on the mortals below.

Knowing the mortals would not willing work together, keys were sent to the

mortal realm, each with their own set to gather, that would harness enough

power to open the portal to Raije. Though the faithful of Raije heard rumor

of this plan and his Champions set out as well in an effort to capture the

keys first.

Armed with this information, the mortals were on another urgent race against

time to find the keys first so they might save Austinian or Necrucifer from

the hands of Raije, while the other Gods watched from high above, their

gazes shifting between the two constellations in the skies that continually

flickered in and out to the happenings far below. It was only a small sigh

that could finally be found when the last of the keys were discovered and

placed into the messengers hands, knowing that this battle was far from

done.

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With keys in hand and the energy channeled to open a portal to the prison

where Austinian and Necrucifer were held, they found that the bounds that

held the two Gods had been strengthened by Raijes own hand and imbued into

items he held sacred, sending these down to the mortal realm for

safekeeping. With only small clues to guide them to the seals scattered

throughout the realm - a talisman, an orb, a small dagger as well as two

others, both supporters of Austinian and Necrucifer searched the realm over,

slaying the guardians that Raije had placed for protection of the seals.

Exhausted and weary, the toil and the intensity of the battles finally

catching up, the mortals that walked the Lighted path were the first to have

obtained the seals and returned to the constellations thinking that

Austinian would be freed. However, they did not count on the Gods of

Balance devising a teaching lesson for the ones ready to open the prison.

With three seals in hand, the Light could free a God yet it was Necrucifer

that was released as Austinian remaining imprisoned.

Dismayed but knowing that each held the others fate in their own hands, it

only took a moments hesitation before both sides came together, their

combined strength freeing Austinian from the binds that held him in his

prison. With both Gods free, they looked for the one that had brought them

to this pass, but Raije was no where to be found.

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Taliena knew any words offered otherwise would fall onto deaf ears so she

remained in silent support of her husband, listening as Austinian paced back

and forth, his normally lowered and calming voice now slightly raised as he

barked out orders to his messengers.

"Raije must me found and found now! Scour the skies for him, search the

mortal realms. I want him to answer for what he has done!"

Necrucifer was ordering much of the same from his own minions, snapped and

snarled commands issued with no room for refusal.

"You will bring him to me. I dont care if he is dead or barely breathing

but I want him before me NOW!"

As both Austinian and Necrucifer issued their orders, word quickly spread to

Kwainin and he knew that he must step in more than he had so far in this

war. The balance of the world was in great jeopardy and if it was not

brought into line once more, then the consequence of such would be

detrimental.

"Zandreya and Cliath, send forth your messengers into the mortal realm and

gather Raijes followers and those that fight to uphold balance. Deliver the

message that they must work together to project Raije and the balance we

represent."

Zandreya and Cliath shared a look, both agreeing that there had been enough

death and destruction through all this, quickly dispatched their messengers

and bade them to convey that it was time to bring this war to an end and

preferably by their own hand if they desired to uphold the balance in the

realm..

In the meantime, Raije had been located upon the moon's surface and the

messengers were sent word to open gateways to the surface of the moon itself

where they would be joined by Guardians of those respective gods.

"Be warned that should the Guardians perish in battle, the one that it did

represent will be left vulnerable and at the hands of another God, could too

perish for eternity."

With the deadly seriousness of this battle before them, Austinian focused

his army towards capturing Raije by weakening his defenses. Necrucifer, not

wishing anything less than total defeat, focused his armies upon Raije's

death. For all those that fought for Raije and the cause and call for

neutrality, they would act as his protectors.

The battle raged long and arduous as all fought hard into the night. The

moon's surface became littered with the bloodied bodies of the fallen as all

sides fought valiantly. But in the end, the sheer numbers of those that

battled against Raije were too many to keep at bay and as the last of Raijes

guardians fell, Raije was left vulnerable to attack. Both Austinian and

Necrucifer sent a lightning bolt of energy hurling toward Raije, the

brilliant white streak intent only on capture, while the other, an inky

energized current was fully intent on death. As the bolts closed in to

strike Raije where he stood, a lone figure appeared before them all and

grabbed Raije roughly, taking him captive before they both vanished from

sight. Malachive had entered the fight.

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Thunderous storms raged, Icewall heated while Tropica grew cold and the

stars flickered wildly against their blanket of darkness as outrage echoed

through the skies at this latest affront. Immediate action was necessary

and the Gods quickly descended to the mortal realm to rally their faithful

and followings to them. The mortal cry of support shook the foundation of

the realm as they agreed to march together against Chaos to save Raije's fate

to Malachive and save the Pantheon of Power that the creators of Algoron had

made.

Raije had easily been able to make his temporary escape back to the red moon

but Malachive followed, words spoken against the others with both audacity

and conviction as he appealed to the other God to join the Chaotic army.

Though as each word dripped like bittered dregs from Malachives lips,

Raije's temper snapped, getting the better of him as he lunged for the

younger God and the two squared off in battle.

It was this scene that the forces of Algoron witnessed as they came through

the portal to barren wasteland of the red moons surface, and quickly they

too took up the cries of battle and moved forward to engage though it was

not to be as Malachive and Raije whisked their battle away and out of reach.

There was no time to wonder at the battle overhead as they found themselves

surrounded by dozens of Chaos giants, the forty foot mammoth beasts bearing

down on them with lethal intent. The two armies collided together in an all

out battle to the death. On and on the onslaught of swords and axes ringing

out against one another and slashing and hacking of sharpened steel against

vulnerable flesh sounded, the air mingled with scents of blood and carnage,

cries of tortured pain and screams for destruction.

One by one, dragons and mortals were picked off, the giants proving to be a

powerful enemy and even if one were to fall, another one fresh for the fight

was there to take its place. As the likelihood of their victory looked

grim, the Gods re-rallied their armies and came after the dwindling giant

numbers with ruthless force. With this new found energy, giants began to

topple and fall like overgrown trees as the axe makes its final cut.

Necrucifer had been watching the battle with a shrewd gaze and while he was

please with his armys tenacity, there was one figure that had stood apart, a

mortal amongst all mortals who had long served him well. It was into the

humans mind that Necrucifers voice now filled.

"There will be a time tonight if the moment is right, where I want you to

lead My faithful against Austinian."

The migraine was instant, a pressure unlike any other that overrode and

consumed his head completely. Both arms and legs fell weak as the nerves,

bones and muscles seemed to simply dissipate in the presence of his God and

had any been near enough to him to strike, the Shadow Knight would have

fallen dead and bleeding where he kneeled.

With all the strength that Reklah Kayen still possessed, his ragged and

pained whisper replied.

"I will do whatever You command, God."

And there, on the barren wasteland of the red moon, the tide turned as

Necrucifers forced began to viciously attack the unsuspecting Light and

Balance, showing no mercy in their brutal slaying.

Malachive, his fight against Raije far from over, used this opportunity to

try to and finish off the older Raije. The battle between the two was

spectacular and witnesses by the mortal realm as both forms grew large in

the skies, each one trying to overthrow the other and issue the final blow

of defeat. Far below, Algoron watched with eyes wide and disbelieving

horror as Malachive reached forward to grab hold of Raije's heart only for

Raije to over powered Malachive, sending them both hurtling through the

darkness of the night and slam against the surface of the red moon,

deafening the entire of Algoron as the moon cracked through its very

foundation.

By now, both gods were stunned and tired but neither would back down,

knowing too well the cost that would come at the hands of the victor. In

the end, it was Raije who mustered his Strength, shooting a fiery ray at

Malachive and striking true, one horn flying away from the blast while the

flesh seemed to peel from Malachives frame and his bones disintegrated to

dust.

As the ethos known as Darkness took this day and the mortal realm and

immortal skies begin to settle anew into its quiet and sometimes not so

quiet animosity against each other, there was a bittersweet victory for all

with the defeat of Malachive.

Far below, a kenders tiny hand closed around the tip of a blackened horn,

smiling at its reflection in the obsidian shine fore happily putting it into

his pocket.

(ooc: Thanks to Cayenna for getting the hell week quests put into story form)