RP- The Shroud descends

Ryes find a crack between two buildings and hides himself between them before he pisses himself as the Shroud attacks Prosper.

 

Zetan could hear the message from the rider, something about Prospor and a Shroud. Shroud, where had he heard that before? It did not matter to him at the moment, for he was hungry and the rider was making haste. He would find out where Prospor was eventually and go there. He then quickly started to run after it, and then shapeshifted into one of Hell's most infamous beasts, a hellhound. The rider had a good distance between them but he would eventually catch up.

 

"Prosper?" Vesuvis wondered.

"Prospor my lord. It is the realm we are in," Vos replied.

"Reeeeally?" Vesuvis said.

"Indeed, my lord."

"Well in that case, sally our horse who's name escapes me at the moment!" Vesuvis yelled, and jumped out of his pot. "We shall ride to see what is happening to this so-called 'prosperous' kingdom."

 

Kylar had decided to fulfil Gorth's wishes. He knew The Shroud's weaknesses. But since he still owed the man's father some debts, he would help Gorth in his vengeance. The noise was incredible. Screams and shrieks of fear were constant. Explosions and sounds of metal were also plentiful. As he walked to the city, he heard someone, no something, hailing, most likely towards him.

As he turned back a vile lizard crashed into him, sending them both tumbling into a path-side tree. Kylar immediately got up and drew his sword. That disgusting mutilated lizard thing had attacked him, he thought, I shall end its miserable life.

With one swipe of his sword he had cut its neck. Blood sprouted as it fell down. As Kylar turned away toward the city again, he did not notice something strange. The lizard had gotten back up. And all its wounds had healed, burns, bruises, cuts and all.

 

Frost accidentally overjudged his sprint, and knocked both of them to the ground. Frost could see better now, it was a man, "Sorry about that, my name's Fro-" he was cut short as a sword slashed across his throat. He looked down in disbelief to see blood dripping, then started to make a horrible gurgling sound, and fell over.

Amazingly, he found himself healing, he stood up, "Tooth, sword," Tooth formed into a sword, he was tired of always being attacked, he was angry. He roared, as loud as he could, electricity crackled through his sword. He did not attack, but just stood in a defensive stance.

 

//how fucking close is Prospor to that town?!?!?! It took ONE SMALL PARAGRAPH TO REACH IT. SERIOUSLY.

 

//Poor blu xD

 

As Ella and Marvel grew closer to Prospor, the destruction and chaos became evident. Screaming, shouting, and the sound of running feet. But worse than that was when the voices would suddenly stop, the only expatiation appearing to be the strange hovering mist known as The Shroud. Ella watched in horror as it sucked up a young child into it's clouded mass.
Purple lightening was sparking under it, occasionally zapping a nearby building. Flames flickered up the wooden roof of the saddler's shop as a burning door from some poor villagers house collapsed to the ground.

She heard what appeared to be a dinosauric roar above the chaos. What was a dinosaur doing here?! Unless...
"Frost!" She yelled, leaping of Marvel. She turned to the pegasus, shooing her off "Go! Get out of here!" It was by no means safe here for the creature. But Marvel ignored her, flying up above the burning city, she circled around, seemingly having no plans to leave.
Ella bit her lip, but she had no time to shoo her off. "Frost!" She yelled again, running up to him. She noticed the stance of him and a human, it seemed they intended to fight each other. "Are you guys crazy?! This is no time for petty fights! We have a Shroud to deal with!" A bolt of purple lightening reached the ground metres from their feet, highlighting her point.

 

//I'm glad you said 'a shroud'........ ...wait, don't read that<------------------------ SPOILER

 

//Oh noes D:

 

As Ryes hides he see's all these people gathering about. He begins to piss himself out of sheer terror he crawls farther back between the buildings.

 

Kylar observed the strange people behind him. Pathetic, he thought. An elf and lizard creature, attempting to even stand up The Shroud? If Kylar was not protected by runes, even him, would be burnt to nothingness in an instant, he thought.

Kylar pitied them. The lizard creature had surprisingly stayed alive. Perhaps he had underestimated it. Very well.

Kylar drew runes on his palm and thrust it toward the sky. The sky thundered, lightning zapped in the clouds above and hit the ground next to the lizard. Damn, he missed. Again! But this time, there was no lightning. He looked up. Horrified, he took a few steps back, before giggling.

The clouds that he had summoned had been sucked toward The Shroud. The black cloud was getting bigger every single second. Soon it would easily loom over the entire city.

"Pathetic beings, you think you can go against that? Not even I can defend against it. But why would I anyways?" he laughed.

"Ahhh, a pegasus. Just what I needed. Perfect for my collection. Feather of a pegasus, able to grant flight in the right hands." he commented.

This time, he slammed his hands into the ground, and thick vines emerged everywhere around them. Vines curled around the pegasus and its elven rider and completely entangled the surprised lizard humanoid. He laughed as he drew his sword.

"Good bye, mere mortals." he grinned. "What a shame you didn't even last against me. Ones like you, expecting everyone to be friendly in this world. Its too late to open your eyes now. But let me teach you a lesson before you disappear.

Foolish. Be wary of all. Even a small child can be a demon in the hiding. Even an angel could be an evil dragon. Even an old man can be a necromancer. Learn where you are in your world. Know your strengths, know your weaknesses."

Kylar tightened the vines, and the lizard like creature shrieked, its sword crumbled and its tail burst, blood spurting in all directions. A pool a blood welled at Kylar's feet. He touched it with the tip of his sword and brought it the young elf's neck. The elf seemed traumatized, oblivious to everything. Kylar followed her gaze to the lizard's mutilated tail. Not a tail anymore, he thought.

 

Ryes see's people getting attack, he trys to man up hes crying for his dear life. All he did was leave the comfort of his hut and come to the capital and to be involved in such a chaos. His shaking and slowly goes into his backpack and takes out his gauntlet. The gauntlet is obviously some kind of mythical weapon it has rune marks on it, it resembles a dragons claw and goes up to the elbow. Its not an ordinary weapon, he straps it on his arm closes his teary eyes and jumps out from between the buildings. "Stop hurting everyone!" Ryes screams as he runs out.

 

//

lol, my character has seen plenty worse than a "lizard's mutilated tail" during this rp xD


Ella gasped for air as it was slowly squeezed out of her. As the vines tightened they bore into her skin, creating bloodied lines over her body.
She closed her eyes, focusing through the pain. There was no way she was going down without a fight.
Her hands began to glow with light magic, which quickly travelled up her arms, until her entire body was glowing. A circle of light burst from her, pushing the vines off.

She quickly charged two light orbs, sending them towards the vines on Frost and Marvel. A third she held in front of her, ready to fire at the stranger.
Her skin still glowed with light, healing her wounds slightly. That's new She thought, looking at the disappearing wounds.

"I can fight you." She said, "But the smarter thing to do would be to work together and destroy The Shroud. I know I can't beat it myself, or even with just Frost. Though I doubt he'll be walking for awhile, thanks to you."

 

//Like Lights scorched body from protecting Ella at Elf place when the shroud attacked xDD

 

// D: D: D: she can protect herself you know xD

 

Frost screamed, as he looked at his tail, spurting blood, spattering everyone. He threw up, a disgusting mix yellow, green and brown, he chewed through the vines. He roared again, biting through the vines, and looked at the crumbled sword, which used to be Tooth, he was even angrier now.

He charged, knocking the fool off his feet, and he raked his claw across his arm. He bit into his chest, then hesitated for a second, "what am I doing?" he thought, but his animal instinct took over, and he bit once more, before leaping off, and running to Ella.

 

The body turned to dust before being swept away by the wind. The elf girl pointed at it and the lizard creature turned back and stared, they then turned toward each other and both shrugged, completely in synch.

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Just a second ago...

He snapped his fingers twice in front of her. But the elf was still transfixed to her friend's tail.

An explosion sounded in the distance, louder than any of before, he glance for a second and saw The Shroud on fire, a chunk of it missing. But the fire was like no other. It was incredibly white.

"I have no time for this." he muttered as he sheathed his sword, drew a replication rune on the ground before sprinted like the wind towards the gates of the city. Or you could say the remains of the gates.

Dust and debris was kicked flying as he rushed through the unmanned remains of the gates and toward The Shroud.
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Pedarius...your saviour commands you...destroy...the mage...his staff...
A voice was humming in his mind.
Who are you? How...What are you? Demon, out of my mind before I slay you!
It's...I...Shroud...the...hear my...beckoning...slay...the mage...his staff...his...
Wait! Demon. What are you doing to me? Release my mind at once or no help you shall receive. In addition, I am no Pedarius, I may look like that creature, but I am Kylar.
Telepathy...an...easy...art I once forgot...old......Silenieth......hatred......kill it.........

The voice grew fainter. Kylar drew his sword and dashed up the castle outer wall. Reaching the top, he gaze at the brawl at the center of the city. The Shroud was constantly taking massive hits, its clouds disappearing and regeneration constantly. Kylar drew a rune on his forehead. It was the shape of an eagle. Suddenly, his vision grew sharper, and he seemed to zoom in onto the scene.

He followed the huge bolts of light and spied an old magician, surrounded by several other similar old men with wizard hats, who seemed to concentrating. Kylar cut off his Eagle Vision and brought out his sword.

Kylar drew a single rune of his sword. A strange picture. Complicated, seemingly random twirling lines inside a circle. He closed his eyes.

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The scraping of metal and bones could be suddenly heard throughout Prospor. The sound of giant chains. Dragging. Dragging along the stone cold floor. Metallic grinding, bones heaving and creaking.

The circle of magicians opened their eyes. They looked around, wary of something else out there. Something unearthly. A red eye could be seen in the alley way right next the to circle and the group soon caught sight of it. The closest stumbled, shuffling away from it, small gasps of fear constantly escaping from his throat. A foot emerged. Black veins pulsed from the scaled claw. Scars and lumps scattered all over the front of its shin.

Fools, he thought. Ha! Foolish magicians, Kylar thought.

A hand, mutilated, shards of jagged and burnt metal, reaching out...out towards them. Dark, purple blood, pooling at its feet. The vision was too much for the irregular circle of magicians. The head magician realised something.

"ILLUSION!" he called. But it was too late. The Shroud loomed directly above them, and with one dull thud that resonated across the whole city of Prospor, it consumed the magicians.

Kylar fell to the ground as he cut off his magic. He had used too much, as his visions grew fainter, he laughed at the foolish magicians. They had been tricked by an illusion. A devil out of a book. A legendary demon-like creature, who fed on raw human flesh as a punishment in Hell.

He blacked out.

 

Raven tries to think of a plan. "Hm, there's gotta be something I can do." He thought. He then races off to try and search the city to find competent fighters to help.

 

//Now someone finds Kylar fainted on the ground and brings him back home and tucks him in a bed.

EDIT: I don't think this is the appropriate time for a showdown with The Shroud ;) Need a more epic place, more epic scene, more epic cooperation ;).
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//Here's comes the key to success. Destined for Ella. Good luck.

As The Shroud lifted off the ground again, it left behind a molten pile of ashes and burnt flesh. But something sparkled amongst the charred remains of the magicians. In fact, there were two things.

As a huge gale blew across the pile (whirlwind attack from The Shroud), a clear white orb tumbled off a book as its pages flipped and opened to a certain page.

//Good luck Ella! But don't forget to let write the contents of the page ;)