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Feb 13, 2013 - 8:58PM
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I care not what you call me, but this place is far from ideal. Slashing his sword at one of the pitiful creatures that were spawned, it convulses a few times before falling over dead and vanishing completely. I now understand why I was so infatuated with that last battle. It was you. The torture and suffering here are less than ideal. It makes too much noise. All Altruis can see in Zebus's eyes is a cold intelligent death.
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3 months ago ::
Feb 13, 2013 - 9:08PM
#212
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Altruis gives Zebus a puzzled look, then points his sword down as to where Zebus struck down the Fiend. Then from nothing it formed back and slid away from Zebus. "Do you not enjoy this place?" He circles around taking everything in, noticing Azgo and his tormented looking body. He licks his lips a long while staring at him and smiles. "So much pain.... it's intoxicating." He whirls back around to Zebus. "You seem to misunderstand me Brother. I am not life nor am I death, my beings can't simply be killed by such a simple thing as death." He chuckles slightly. Then he notices Pruinus being held by Zebus. "Who is she Brother?" Her face contorts as she fights the fear and hears the whispering pleads of her spirits. "Is she another.. soul for me?" Greedy look appears in his eyes, all of the soul fiends perk up at the mention of souls....
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3 months ago ::
Feb 13, 2013 - 9:35PM
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The shadows had disapated, and the Godcrater had calmed. The groundwater grew shallow, and the pools ceased to overflow. The thousandfold cries of the craterspaw hushed into fragile silence. To those who watched Azgo, he had emerged with a newfound zeal, rapture almost, in his conviction. He was no longer the two-in-one, Azazel and Go'El. He was Azgo. And he was frail no longer. Azgo turned his still-seeing head towards Zebus in wonder. Blood and bile flowed from the fresh holes across his face and between his blackened gums. "Brother?! You live?" He would have guessed that like earlier, some god had taken Zebus' form. But there was no indistinction, no blur. He glowed with... something that The Blood Crowned doubted any god could fake. Could gods die? He interrupted the other god's idle chattering. "And you defend her?" Malice bubbled up in his throat and poured into his challenge. "She, who betrayed you?! Let you die? You are all traitors to the end, even with each other." His head briefly turned towards this new presence, the mad one. He seemed opposed to Zebus, and while that was a start, the god would surely pay for trying to destroy him. Fumes of the Godcrater began to wreath defensively around Azgo's magled form. A surge of power swell up from within. The tempest began to swirl once more, and within its darkened clouds, thunder peeled. It was almost... a wardrum. The craterspawn felt the call within them burn with bloodlust. They began to take to the skies. First in handfulls, then in the dozens, hundreds, thousands... ...Legions. There was a pause. "No, Zebus. It is you who would be wise to leave. Pruinus could not defeat me, and you cannot defeat me. The age of the Firstborn has come to an end! The skies darken, and the betrayed shall have their throne again." Azgo began to approach Zebus with a vigorous pace, and a legion to block out the sky flew overhead and out of The Godcrater. OOC
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Command Populace (2AP):Craterspawn. The craterspawn legions fly out and divide themselves into countless flocks. They attack large human cities, towns, and villages as well as gelab duhr communities.
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Notes for anyone involved with craterspawn battles: The craterspawn attack with animalistic cunning and ferocity. They do not shy from battle, death, or impossible odds. The craterspawn crumble into sickening ash upon death. Have Fun!!
He said to me: "It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. -Revelation 21:6
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3 months ago ::
Feb 13, 2013 - 10:05PM
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Altruis turns his attention to Azgo, staring also at the legions of Craterspawn flying above us, curious sensing no souls emenate from them he began to lose intrest in them, but their purpose.... he felt death followed them and therefore more souls....
Addressing Azgo, Altruis speaks... "Do you seek to make the world suffer as I sense you suffer?" Altruis shifts to his regular form, the shadows form into a black cloak with hood over his face.
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3 months ago ::
Feb 14, 2013 - 1:44AM
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Marcus arrived at the scene as the giant scrab-like creature rose from the earth and began turning its attention on Onus. For a long moment he only watched, deeply unsettled by some feeling he could not place. Then he realized. He felt the presence of more than simply two of his own kind here. No, there felt like as many as four of five gods were present, but he saw only the fallen and the one preparing to destroy him. Worse, two of those gods felt as if they were on the verge of vanishing.
Acting, he gathered energy together in his hands, took aim, then hurled it at this foe as a blinding white spear of burning ligh, punching through the creatures tough hide easily, pinning it's head to the ground for a few seconds, but buying time for Onus to recover.
Dropping closer, he stepped between the combatants and readied himself should the fight continue.
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3 months ago ::
Feb 14, 2013 - 4:09AM
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Do you really think it is that easy to kill me? Pointing at Pruinus, This one was a fool for trying to "save" me! I was here in the beginning, and I will be here in the end. For you two, it will not be the same.
Melding the swords back into each other and sheathing it, Zebus turns and picks up Pruinus and places her over his shoulder.
This battle here is finished. We could be here all eternity clashing swords and words, but I have other things I must attend to.
Zebus turns to leave keeping his free hand on his sword for when one of them attacks.
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Feb 14, 2013 - 10:12AM
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The mountain-god paused for a moment as the new being made itself known. Its spear was smaller than a sliver of the smallest grain of sand in comparison, but it was annoying nonetheless. It made the god wonder if it should finish off the snack before him or if it should crush the other one first, so that it might have at least a mouthfull to comp upon.
That moment of hesitation gave Onus time enough to escape.
Slightly irked, the mountain turned to eye the new one. Small. Insignificant. Worthless.
The mountain crouched down and concentrated. The shell on its back cracked and spikes, each larger than the largest tree, grew out. With a contraction of its muscles, those spikes were sent high into the air, beyond sight, but within a moment they returned, and as they fell they rent the air with a scream of terror. Many landed across the world, but most were aimed at the annoying god.
On that day, destruction rained from heaven.
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3 months ago ::
Feb 14, 2013 - 1:59PM
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"Perhaps you are right, Zebus. Perhaps one day you will slay me, and perhaps one day your treachery will be rewarded."
The words felt like anathema to his being.
"But know this: The peoples of creation will always remember the days that the suns were scattered and their gods did not protect them. They will remember blood flowing between the streets and the burning pyres of their dead. They will curse me... and they will curse you, for you did not save them."
Azgo paused on the edge of a cliff, looking over the intruders.
"You are a god, Zebus, nothing more. And you are unforgiveable, nothing less."
One day Zebus would pay dearly for his arrogance, and for his betrayal. But that day was not this day. Zebus was doubtlessly weakened from the battle, but Azgo also felt weak. He would not risk his life to fail. He let Zebus walk out of the Godcrater. His hatred has taught him patience.
Something began to agitate the sulfur pool Pruinus dived into. An essence of slick icy hide, the boiling heat of the acids, and droplets of godflesh began to coagulate.
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It would normally have been just before dawn in the human city of Avarom, not that there was much difference between day and night anymore. The city was founded midway across the mountain chain between its treacherous slopes and the dying grasslands that danced across the grey horizon. It was a large city, fashioned of quarried stone from under the mountains. Towering spires, temples to Artun decorated in silks and mirrors, and extensive battlements to watch for invading gelab duhr from the foothills all had a place in Avarom.
They were just stirring in their beds, caught in the pleasant aftertaste of dreams, when the outlying hunters spotted something rising above the withered grass. A dark storm cloud blocked what little light came from the Crown. The distant screeches sent chills down the hunters' spines, and they fled for the city walls. Something was gaining on them.
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Villages of both humans and gelab duhr across the continent were sudenly attacked by flocks of the monsterous craterspawn. The only warning were the haunting shrieks on the cold wind.
The former angels descended upon the first unlucky few and sunk their talons deep into bursting flesh. Joints and muscles were torn from pleading bodies as even more of the creatures surged passed, egged on by the screams of the running. Some huddled in houses silently only to cower as the creatures broke in through sloppily thatched roofs. The humans, both large and child-sized, squirmed under the grasp of the serrated talons as they were carried higher and higher into the air to be released. Blood began to seep into the ground.
The invasion was underway.
He said to me: "It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. -Revelation 21:6
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3 months ago ::
Feb 14, 2013 - 6:44PM
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Missiles screaming of death and destruction rained from the sky in a lethal hail as fire elementals began to charge recklessly at the creature. With all his might, Marcus bellow out a single command, the strength of his voice extiguishing several nearby elementals with it's force. "STRIKE!"
Compeled by the order, every last missile veared from it's natural course, raining not thier destruction upon the land and creatures in the area, but rather onto a single focal point, the god who had dared to command them. Taking the entire force of the attack, Marcus's shredded and battered body was slammed to the ground, his armor destroyed as his divine blood spilled out.
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3 months ago ::
Feb 14, 2013 - 7:48PM
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Onus pulled himself back to his feet, the surprise of seeing another being who was actually larger than himself was just wearing off. While the creature was distracted, Onus ran past it, swinging his fist as he went, a hit that rattled throughout the entire mountainous body of the Other. Continuing with his momentum, he manages to retrieve his sword from where it had landed and turning just in time to see the beast bearing down on him. At least I have returned the favor, now his full attention is upon me!
This mountain chain would need to be recharted, entirely. The battle was fierce as each of the gods threw the other into the hills. Leveling one mountain, only to cause several more to arise with the next impact. Onus leapt backwards onto a nearby mountaintop and grabbed another mountain, hefting it up from the earth. He hurled it as the Evil one charged forward, the momentum of the impact caused it to rear up and Onus dove in, driving the blade deep into the underside of the creature. However, as the Evil Ooze pushed his weight back down, Onus was forced down with it. The blade of his sword sunk up to its hilt, but the legs of the creature flailed against him, and they actually broke the god's skin with their tremendous force. Onus laid there struggling with the creature, its ooze bled from the body, dripping onto him, some of it seeping into his wounds...
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