RP- The Shroud descends

"Don't you worry yer noggin. They LOVE elves!"
The Orcs withdrew their swords and aimed their bows at the newcomers.
"Ehehehehe. Did I ever tell you 'bout my exaggeration issue? No? Well... yeah."

 

"Thanks for mentioning that," Ella grumbled, raising her hands and attempting to hide her bow. "We're peaceful!" She yelled at the Orc's.

 

They lowered (but still wielded) their weapons as a particularly large Orc (About Ugos's size) broke the formation and held out his hand.
With a creepy smile, he held out his hand to Ella and kicked Ugos roughly to the side.
"And who do I owe the pleasure of assisting, fair maiden?"

 

Ella was tempted to retreat back towards Ugos at the sight of the Orc's creepy smile.
"We seek shelter from the storm," Ella said, gesturing to the rising purple cloud in the distance.

 

"Indeed. Come with me, eheh, what was your name, O Graceful One?"

 

"Ella," She said, following the Orc, "and this is Ugos."

 

Frost paused for a second, and dodged a hammer smash, leaping onto the wall and hanging off the chandelier. He was grabbedby a firm hand and smashed through a wall, but Frost managed to cut off the orc's arm. He landed outside smashing into the Orc talking to Ella, and seeing the one armed Orc still pursuing him, bounded away, the Orc hot on his heels.

 

"Who was that? A spy?" Ugos asked the slightly pedophilic Orc.

 

Ella recognised the Saurian as Frost, but did all she could to keep it from being obvious, the Orc's wouldn't take kindly to someone who was friendly with their enemy. She stepped back towards Ugos, keen to get away from the other Orc.

 

"Ugh, so tired... Better rest for now." Raven thought. He travels back to Temor and rests in the Inn.

 

Frost was hiding in the ruins of an old castle, the ceiling and two walls were nonexistent. The othertwo were damaged, Frost was terrified, he knew that at any second he could have his head detached from his shoulders. "What would Lark do?" he wondered, and suddenly it came to him, "Blend into your enviromemts, move like someone's right infront of you."

Frost slowly eased along, he was nearly at the exit, when he knocked a pot off a shelf. He froze, the Orc stared at him, he remained stock still. But, unlike Lark, he wasn't a stealth master, so the resulting fist left him embedded in the wall. He escaped, being lighter, it would be logical he could escape, but the or'cs sheer tenacity let it gain, and close the gap. The rough hand grasped Frost's leg, and the Orc slashed an ax into his chest, Frost cried out in pain.

His retaliation was to blind the Orc in it's left eye, and clamber over the wall, jumping down a couple of metres. Frost broke his fall with a roll, and fled, but the Orc gave a giant leap, it's powerful legs launching it infront of him. Frost drenched the Orc in water, and finished off. When it was done, the lightning had proven effective. He would try and get back to his friends, he left the castle.

 

Spoiler

Le Music

A hand bursts through the ground covered in blood. A body slowly pulls itself out of the ground it has greenish demon like eyes, long hair. Its Light.. or resembles him. The man brushes off the blood all over his body. He has the head of some kind of beast in his hand and throws it aside. "About time that human killed himself.. now i can control.." He says

 

Frost slipped past the orcs, he peered over to see Ella and Ugos. He noticed his tail was hanging around the corner, so he abruptly yanked it back, hoping they hadn't seen it.
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Meanwhile, a group of humans from the boat-heavy city of Victory Bay, were launching a great expedition force to Loth. The Grand Minister turned to his chief explorer, "and what is this place, you call Loth? What races inhabit this place?" The explorer took a second to think, then began.

"The land of Loth... beset on all sides by the tides of war, this once quiet and peaceful land became a savage domain, with violent battlefields. Many armies met in this one land, each refusing to surrender, each convinced, they should control it. To name a few... From the darkest depths of the forests, came the Beastmen, ancient creatures of malevolence bent on eradicating all civilization. But... another evil already had its stranglehold firm on the continent, from the mad realm of hell, Chaos warriors and demons arrived!"

To oppose these horrors, the Saurians became involved, the original rulers of Loth, the oldest race, sending their tactics and large creatures into the fray! And us! We, the mighty Empire of Man, are sending our full advancement in the name of the gods!
As a green tide of death, from the Gu'Thr canyons and mountains, the Orcs descended on Loth, caring nothing for the claims of other empires, out to smash them. The Elves, actually long time enemies of the Beastmen, constructed towns like Temor and cities like Mellaminn."

"And last, the Angels! They rarely appear, and are powerful entities, we have word of one, called Aspathe..." The Grand Minister paused,"send our ships at once!" The ships began the journey to Loth...

 

Those clouds, Ugos thought to himself. They are no ordinary clouds. They were purple and veined with lightning...
Where haveI seen that before?

He realised and whispered into Ella's ear as they clambered through the convenient hole in the wall to be brought before the Commander of the Orcs.
"I think our friend Gorth has been busy."

 

Frost needed to wait for the two to be alone, so he could safely meet up with them. He crawled through a hole in the ceiling, claws digging in, he lost his footing though and fell towards the ground. He was paralyser by the smash delivered by the rough floor, he looked at the duo, "Help!" he cried as an Orc charged at him.

The Shroud, before attacking Prospor, would need to weaken the inhabitants. Spies had already poisoned Prospor's water, and The shroud stretched, growing vastly in size. The sun was blocked out completely, already temperatures dropping, snow began to rain down. It was the beginning of the cold days ahead…

 

"Wait!" Ella yelped, running towards the Orc who was about to crush Frost.
"Stay back ye fool," The Orc said, raising his weapon.
"No, stop!" Ella yelled, grabbing a plank of wood and shielding Frost from the blow.

 

The man in Lights body slowly licks the blood off his clawed hand. Seems like the obsidian arm morphed out during the possession of the body. He starts walking off in the direction Ugos and Ella are.

 

The plank that Ella shoved in the way, blocked most of the force, but the weapon smashed through, into Frost's arm, blood spraying all over Ella. He clutched his wounded arm, stumbling away, but soon enough, as expected, his head rested on the wall, a dead end. "Nowhere to 'un now!" the Orc yelled triumphantly, Frost felt a rumbling, he knew the others could feel it too, he felt a feeling, something was coming, he knew what.

He shut his eyes, and muttered almost as in a fit of some kind, "Darroas, herng, radnik quiztel..." he gained in speed, words shooting out faster and faster. "Harrasdujbraffyrre hgkgask germaku!" The words were now incomprehensible now, but the rumbling was growing louder and louder, trees could be heard falling in the background. Then, he shouted the last word "CLAWT" and a beast smashed through the wall, followed by more of them. Saurian warriors with the best weaponry and armour out there, clearly not their own, they looked elven in appearance, but echoed with chaotic energies.

The Saurians flooded forward, they were too busy about to get stuck into the fight, that they did not notice Ella standing there, in the wake of the Saurians charging at full speed. Frost sprinted over, he shielded her from the Saurians, he shoved her towards a door, "Go! You don't want to get involved in this!" Frost turned around, to stab an orc, blasting the next one with water, "who's next?" he yelled. He failed to see the Orc behind him and was stabbed through the chest, "Urk!" he wheezed, blood dripping down, making a pool on the ground. "Ella! Meet up with Ugos when the fight's over!" The Orc heard a large creak, looking down at the weak floor, which collapsed abruptly, dragging it down into the depths of the earth, followed by a screaming Frost.

 

Aspathe saw the battle through the open window. The clashing of weaponry could be clearly heard, carried by the growing wind.
"Where's my staff?" she demanded.
"Welllll....umm." The stuttering Orc's eyes wandered to the window to avoid Aspathe's ice cold stare. "It's.. uhhh.....you know.....there?" He pointed to a Saurian, using the glaive-like weapon as a halberd, the blade flashing white with every taken life.
Aspathe swore.
"Fine, we'll get it," an Orc replied to an unasked question. "C'mon, let's go," gesturing to the others in the room.

 

Frost tumbled down, struggling to not let the Orc overpower him. His arm was weak, and he had lost much blood, the ground finally arrived, with a painful "crack!" He looked at himself, covered in fresh and dry blood alike, he picked up a sharp rock hurling it at the Orcs head. It connected with a satisfying "crunch" and the Orc fell, knocked out.

He walked on, exploring the caves, knowing that danger lurked in every crevice. Frost came to a tranquil cavern lake, Frost was suspicious, so he used his magic to check the water ripples… it was all clear. Frost had made a grave mistake, missing the roof, Tooth was hissing warnings but was ignored, and was subsequently dropped on by a dog like creature. Its snapping teeth were so close that Frost could see the grisle hanging from it's back row.

Another one closed in, but as Frost became unable to hold back the hound, it was hit by an arrow. A plump figure slashed the other one with an ax, and helped him up. "The name's Thrad, dwarf at your service, we're lucky we found you, the more food Snax's get, the more they grow." Frost looked towards where the arrow had come from, to see a human. "My name's Noel, I live with these dwarves, I got separated from my kin."

Soon enough Frost was resting his wounds, with a nice meal to accompany it. He found an Orc's hand in it, pausing, "he won't be needing it anyway…" he thought, and continued.

//Needed more dwarves and men X3