((quite interesting, actually, the concept sounds cool, and mysterious since its ages old and could actually be a thing that I may incorporate to cannon lore... if you don't mind. Highly plausible that a group like that would exist, especially after the Jewel War maybe, or even older if its just the surviving creed so-to-speak from idk ages before. it'll be something that we can develope smile ))
((Also, just a note to everyone, lets keep posting in the order we're in now so that no one gets left out, i for one live across the pond so yeah sweatdrop ))
Continuing to not notice the movements in the shadows, Mor'laz was much like Kona where they would stare and watch, un-phased that their life was being hunted. Kole was confused though, the charm he created earlier wasn't being effective to whomsoever was shooting at them. Mor'laz watched as another arrow cut through the edge of Kole's cape, and the necromancer's eyes followed it into the ground as he cheaply exhaled and commented "missed him again. Are they really trying?" as he looked up to Kona with bored eyes. When Kole leaned down to observe the arrows closer, he spoke aloud and mentioned a new kind of hu
oking around as he said "They're just slightly brave to be setting foot on an entire continent populated by things wanting them dead..."
Now he stared at the environment around them, and their unknown watcher nearby would have to be particularly careful in case of the necromancer noticing.
Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2014 9:15 pm
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≡ Right as another arrow was swiftly shot, Kavita tracked it closely with her vision, analyzing the trajectory. Though it had been very close, it had still missed if only by a slight bit. Either way, it was an impressive shot given the distance that Kavita had judged was between the target and the assailant. She knew that there was no way a shot like that could be made without a large amount of prior experience. While she listened to the words that Kole spoke from a distance, it caused many thoughts to enter her mind. As a form of hunter herself, Kavita had grown very attuned to these types of things throughout the years, whether it was just stories or things she had actually witnessed herself. There were many types of hunter or assassins in existence, and though most of them seemed to live in secrecy with little known of their actual identities, it was the stories of them that gained notoriety. Another thing that Kavita was aware that all of them were in the business for different reasons, as was she. In simplicity, every hunter had their own sole purpose for hunting.
This one particular arrow was something she wanted to take a closer look at, as there were now many unanswered questions swirling within her mind. If it is a hunter, surely they either work as a rogue or in their own society; Kavita remarked to herself in her thoughts. Moving in a cloud of shadows, she edged closer to where the arrow now lay on the ground. After a moment of debating in her thoughts, Kavita then made the decision to make her presence known. Yet at the same time, she didn't want to draw any more attention from the unknown hunter in the distance, so Kavita chose to enter the scene in a subtle manner.
She was able to do this by edging closer, still moving within a cloud of shadows. Once Kavita was close enough, in a quick instant the shadows swarmed together, forming her figure. Kavita remained in a crouching postion, being cautious enough to not stand plainly out in the open. She adorned the basic attire of hunters without factions, and though it was less extravagant, the dark colors of it made it easier to blend in, and the form-fitting material enabled for more fluid movements. The hood of the cloak cloak that she wore as well, concealed the features of her face, all except for the blaze of her amber eyes. "Mind if I take a closer look at that arrow? I mean no harm." Kavita stated to them quietly in a calm tone of voice, not wanting to startle them or more importantly, not wanting to be mistaken as the other hunter. But judging from the reactions Kavita had seen earlier, the one white-haired Necromancer seemed like he didn't get startled easily. She knew that if she had the opportunity to analyze the arrow more, that she could perhaps recognize the group that the hunter it belonged to originated from, or if they were simply just a rogue.
At the same time, Kavita was careful to keep a close eye on her surroundings, now that she'd made her presence known. Though she felt she had partially pinpointed the location of the other hunter, she knew that those certain locations were always prone to change. The art of stealth was something that hunters knew well, and as Kavita judged from her prior experience with the hunting profession, this type of shadowy territory enabled for many hiding spots.
『のはのにをそうとしまをそうと』
((Hope you guys don't mind me randomly joining in, I really like the plot that's starting to unfold though ^-^))
Meeting the eyes of his teacher, they both had a bored expression, though Kona's did a slight bit more of amusement towards their situation. Kole on the other hand appeared to be futher irritated. Their would be assassin either horribly aiming, reluctant to give up or attempting to draw them out with the impression that they weren't as experianced as they needed to be.
Kole though brought up the League of Hunters...a group of hunters more myth then anything from what the stories said if such stories could believed.
"Brave or stupid..." commented Kona slightly as he gazed around their hiding place attempting to use his keen nocturnal gaze to find their assailant. Night vision for Scarred was good...but his eyes were better then average; add in a spell and procedure to have his eyes appear as such in their silvery purple way just added to it. "To far...or hiding very well so I can't see anything."
That was when the woman randomly appears, this shocking Kona just enough to show a slight expression of more suspicion then anything. But now out in the open since she clearly had been hiding, he waved his hand to the arrows, she would be a target now as well...that is if she wasn't working with the hunter to draw them out.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2014 6:01 am
The glowing arrow on the ground pulsed dimly with archaic writing. Kole had almost killed the woman who made her presence known to the necromancers. It was her shadows he had originally detected before the arrow had caught him by surprise. With her curiosity signaling a docile nature, she was of no concern to him. Especially when another arrow coming from another direction struck the ground behind her. Three more soon followed all landing in random locations around the group, now coming from what seemed like every hill surrounding them. Something is not right... His eye caught the glimmer off of a spiderweb thin line connected to the edge. These arrows were not meant to land, but to capture them! Kole's eyes widened at the sound of the wires tightening coming to this conclusion. Release Umbra Solida The shadows that once concealed them and become thick and heavy in their lungs. The arrows snapped up as if on their own accord and wrapped themselves around the dark orb that encased the group. The wires easily cut through the stone that once concealed them and added pressure to the orb. Immediately, Kole knew the power of whoever hunted them as he began to struggle against the force of simple wires. All he could do was concentrate on the shadows integrity.
Mor'laz did not notice teh change in the shadows when another walked in to their conversation, she was slender, hugged tightly by her clothes and had dark red hair almost like a dull shade of blood. Her amber eyes told him she was indeed scarred, a common colour for Scarred to have. She appeared from seemingly no where, and to tell teh honest truth it started Mor'laz a bit, yet he did his best not to advertise it. She came in almost too friendly and wanted to look at the arrow herself, she'd obviously been listening in on their conversation and Mor'laz wasn't too keen on that prospect, he made his thoughts known as he outwardly commented "oh look, we've become a party...". Looking to the side, that was when another few arrows shot down to them, obviously missing, btu all going to quite specific spots.
Then Kole didn't something, it made all teh shadows around them become darker, and it formed an orb surrounding them. This caused for the wired arrows to twang and tightened their grips around them. Shooting a gaze at Kole, Mor'laz quickly became fed up of all this commotion, he hated it when so much happened at one time, everything happening without plan without reason without him having been a part of it.
Who exactly were these hunters trying to capture them? This was ridiculous Mor'laz thought, and he was finally going to do something about it. "Enough" he said, bringing forth his palm and curling his fingers as a blue flame with grey edges breathed life on his hand. Crushing it in his hand he turning his palm to face down and dropped the leftovers, a small blue glow dropped to the floor and caused the ground beneath their feet to ripple ever so softly. Then the ground outside of Kole's magic exploded with undead life as bones from all kinds of bodies rose from the ground to create a wall of skeletal limbs and skulls and spines, ribs and more until they were all concealed in a dark barrier. Kole's barrier and Mor'laz's undead shell should keep them safe... meanwhile - Mor'laz lit another blue flame and his eyes look to Kole "This " he said "is ridiculous" as his temper almost snapped with an eerie calmness about him still. He then gazed at Kona and said "You " pointing at him "came at an irritating time" and finally he pointed to the new comer, the girl with red hair and added "I don't even know you but you're far too nosey for your own good" and then he said to himself "And who ever is outside trying to kill us must be blissfully unaware that a Greater Demon stands not far away". Mor'laz let out a great sigh.
Mor'laz then told them what he planned "When my bones fall
ll and then you're all going to split up so they have to focus on different people. My curse will keep you alert to anything that comes within ten feet of you. A little worthless against hunters but if any of you take an arrow to the skull I'll still come out of this with a helpful corpse."
Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2014 11:08 pm
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≡ As soon as Kavita appeared, already she was beginning to regret her choice. Damn my curiosity for getting the better of me, she silently cursed to herself in her mind. Acting on impulse, was typically something she never did and tried her best to avoid. No longer did this arrow interest her, but at least a closer analysis of it answered her questions, helping to quench the curiosity that had once lingered in her mind. This arrow she knew belonged to no other than the League of Hunters, a group that she had a small recollection of, though this was only due to her sharing a similar profession. Every hunter had their own reason to hunt, and theirs was that of extinguishing the world of magic. Though there was not much known about the group itself, this much information was what Kavita had.
Kavita, for the moment, seemed oddly relaxed and focused. Where her figure stood, it was once again beginning to dissipate, the solidity of it morphing to shadow. Yet before the transition could be completed, her focus was broken by the whirling of another arrow heading towards her. With the transition not yet complete, this meant Kavita was still in the way of harm. The shadows broke away from her in an instant as her reflexes kicked in, propelling her to move in a rapid blur of motion to leap to the side. As soon as Kavita was able to spot the other arrows that followed, it all became clear to her in an instant. This was a common trapping strategy used by hunters, one that proved very difficult to escape. The arrows were shot in such a succession that covered a wide amount of area, making it nearly impossibly to dodge no matter how far one could leap.
Based off of what Kavita had witnessed in the past from entangling her own victims, the more one chose to struggle against the restrains of the trap, the more futile it was to escape. Yet the simple wires were of course not those that could be easily sliced through either. She remained in silence, despite being addressed as 'nosey' by one of the other Scarred. Right now, the only thing Kavita's mind was focused on was escaping.
Though the uprising of dead bodies wasn't her preferred method of protection, it did prove effective. A sigh escaped her lips, and though her calm composure was still upheld, she did feel annoyance towards the situation. However, Kavita would not allow such feelings of annoyance to cloud her mind. She listened to the Necromancer as he spoke of his plan and gave the small nod of her head in a dull form of agreement. It wasn't as though she had any other options at the moment.
Kavita's attention then drifted back towards the wires, and she allowed a small orb of flames appear in the palm of her hand. She knew that if she'd wanted, she could have let her whole arm ignite with the fire, yet she didn't want to risk incinerating the others in the process. Should the force of the corpses be unable to break the wires and should the wires themselves not be laced with any extra magical properties, then Kavita knew the energy from the flames in her hand would be enough to melt through them.
A lot of things were happening in succession; a lot of things that were not familiar. New faces and new enemies made things confusing and busy...Kona didn't like busy. He liked things happening as planned and in a flowing motion, much like his teacher did as it was something he had picked up from Mor'Laz. However, if things didn't go as he wanted it, Kona wasn't as likely to throw a small fit as his teacher might.
Which wasn't long in happening. So when the bones and cursed skeletons burst from the ground Kona was less then surprised. Course when Mor'Laz turned his attention on him and reprimanded him, the student held up his hands in a mock surrender fashion.
Course there was a smirk on his dark lips as well as his mercury silver and purple eyes took in the power of his teacher
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2014 8:33 am
Kole marveled at Mor'laz as the skeletal walls added to the protective sphere. He was honestly growing tired of watching Mor'laz do nothing but other than have a blank expression and monotone dialogue. With an added boon, he felt he no longer had a blind spot. For a brief instant, Kyne's heart pounded with lust for the anonymous hunter's blood. In that same moment however, the hunter made no effort in hiding his departure. In a magnificent flash, the figure from behind the hill several kilometers away leapt from its recluse and off towards the army at the Hell's Gate. Kole released the shadows and turned back to face the group. I believe this hunter underestimates the quality of death we could have provided, so it has taken it's suicidal tendencies elsewhere. Who are all you clowns which so foolhardily appear at random? His anger and frustration was justifiably redirected towards the newcomers.
The woman didn't do much, she messed with her magic and looked between them as she must have been thinking of something of her own as Mor'laz got ready with his own plan. Kona didn't say anything either, he but only stood with a smirk on his face like Mor'laz should have expected. Just before the barrier went down, Mor'laz suddenly felt something change in the atmosphere and stared at the wall of the barrier around them, he whispered "They're gone" he could sense the change, all of a sudden the outside threat had gone elsewhere for now. Then the bones surrounding them began falling apart and dropping to the ground and Kole's barrier faded from existence as the warm Bloodholme air flooded back to their bodies.
Mor'laz wanted to laugh at Kole's notion of death, Mor'laz truly didn't believe Kole had any idea what Necromancy was uniquely capable of. He asked where the other two had come from, and Mor'laz interrupted before Kona could say anything and said "He is my apprentice, an irritatingly quick learner" Mor'laz gave him a glare of passive aggressive hate, the boy was almost too eager, would learn too much, he would always be there and jsut when
shed he was going further. "Now, i think we should leave-" he began before realising the other woman was still here.
Moments later Mor'laz turned to the other woman with crossed arms, he had no idea who she was, and didn't really care. But seeing as they were here... he thought he'd wait.
Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 6:08 pm
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≡ Kavita's fiery amber gaze briefly shifted wards the other necromancer with silvery purple eyes. An apprentice? Her thoughts quickly advanced back to the current situation at hand. Now was not the time for insignificant curiosities. Kavita focused on the presence of the other hunter and where they were heading, which was towards the gates of Hell where an army was currently stationed. Either this one other hunter was painfully unaware of their surroundings, or ignorant and underestimating the power of such a region. Though Kavita was often drawn into situations from her constant curiosity, she always made sure to balance that with her keen sense of awareness.
Kavita glanced in the direction of the other Scarred. She could sense that he seemed to have quite a lust for blood. Though Kavita had those similar urges at times, she didn't allow herself to give in easily, out of not wanting to let such things cloud her judgement. Her hunting profession took care of blood lust urges on it's own with every kill that was to be committed. However, Kavita did not kill without a proper plan of doing so. The comment that the Scarred made next was enough to make the elegant line of her eyebrow arch ever so slightly. "Clowns? Hm... If you'd paid more attention, then you would notice that I did not 'appear at random'. In fact, I've been here for quite a while now." Kavita informed him, speaking within an oddly calm tone of voice.
Once the threat was gone for the time being, Kavita stood still as the barrier collapsed, only moving whenever a falling body was in range. As soon as the barrier was completely gone, the shadows began to return to Kavita, slithering across the ground in hazy streaks of darkness. They curled around her arms in an almost tender manner. It was as though the shadows themselves had missed her, disliking the barrier that had shortly separated her from them. Kavita slowly glanced back up at the others, the look held across the elegant features of her face now one of a strange calmness mixed with contemplation. Would joining them be the right decision? Either way, she had ventured this far. This was the homeland of her deceased parents, a direct link to the past; which was the only thing that gave her a purpose to stay.
Enemy gone...his mind began to work and asking questions; why so quickly, with what sort of magic and though things were getting interesting, the enemy seemed to have them all where they wanted them. It was interesting that as quickly as everything started, it had ended.
Curiously looking out over the Bloodholme terran with silvery spheres, Kona continued to think about it till he heard his teacher speak up. Speaking up about him no less since, Kole had mentioned something about 'clowns popping up' or something of the like. He hadn't particularly paid attention all that much, but now that Mor'laz was speaking the young necromancer was grinning; flashing his fangs.
"Irritatingly quick learner..." he droned clearly amused still grinning as he easily felt the glare turned his way before looking at his teacher and master. "Now imagine how irritated you'd be if I was a slow learner...you'd have to repeat everything over and over again Master. Can't imagine you'd like that much..."
Kona's thoughts actually wandered toward Kee'Da then; she had the potential for many things but her lack of training and knowledge made her slow in learning. Oh dear Kee'Da...
Drawn from his thoughts as the woman spoke up, he looked to her with slight curiosity. Clearly different from other necromancers or other Scarred, she did smell similar however. Watching her closely now, it was not hard to see how the shadows seemed to react to her, and Bloodholme had many shadows.
"Why hide in the first place," Kona asked aloud indifferent yet slightly curious about the stranger in his homeland, someone he had never seen before.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 6:43 pm
Kole has always had a bloodlust for anything that didn't share his lineage of Dragon demon. Nonetheless, living among the prey has made his calm his thirst, yet times like these made him remember his days in solitude. Indecisive if he would have been better off just killing all of these people, with the exception of Mor'laz, Kole crossed his thick arms. He could not help but agree with the apprentice. I understand why the novice must shadow his master, somewhat, but why are you hiding just to appear in front us... Kole trailed off along with his interest. The hunter must have found the dark energy pulsing from En'radial more of a priority. He turned his head in that direction with his eyes closed and took a big sniff of the evil aura. Oh, I hope they do not die quite yet., turning back to the two random fledglings, and yes, Clowns. Not very funny clowns, but ridiculous nonetheless for endangering us all. Do not boast that ego, you are not as skilled in hiding your presence to sneak past me just yet. Kole cracked his neck to one side, and looked to his other side down at Mor'laz which was close to his massive height. Well, now that your burden is here.... what do?
As various words of not-so wisdom were exchanged amongst them some very good questions were raised. Mor'laz stood backa t first to let it all unravel before him, see what could be divulged without him having to waste his breath. She said she had been there for quite sometime, obviously raising awareness that they had indeed been spied on, much to Mor'laz's dismay. Kona brought up a valuable question, why hide he said. Mor'laz then added "Indeed. For a scarred on scarred soil, it's mighty suspicious to be hiding from... well. Scarred." with a bored tone, he just wanted to get down to the bottom of this so he could inevitably forget it and get back to his things. They had a country to invade in the coming days if all goes well.
Kole spoke about how he hoped those hunters would not die so soon, Mor'laz could only hope they'd be a pile of bones as quickly as possible. They didn't need any interruptions on Bloodholme now. Honestly, Mor'laz thought, Kole's bloodlust would be his demise. To his comment about the burden, Mor'laz only said without looking "T'was but an extra burden. I guess, Kole, you could devote yourself to our lady of torment and try your best not to die. It's about time we necromancers read the bones and planned your post-mortem".
He loved post-mortems, they were most unorthodox compared to the professional practises. Necromancers they just... extracted the bones. Everything else was useless.
Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 12:18 pm
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≡ Kavita stared blankly at those in front of her, the depths of her amber eyes giving away nothing except for a slight flicker of thought. At hearing the words of the apprentice, she knew that he had a good point. Why hide in the first place? It was such a simple question, and questions were something that Kavita hated. Like the shadows themselves, the female Scarred had always admired the art of maintaining a certain level of mystery. Her gaze shifted towards Kole, though Kavita said nothing in response to his words other than a small smirk, finding his reaction amusing.
Her focus quickly switched, as she knew now was not the time to be searching for things of amusement. The mention of an invasion was enough to spark her sense of interest. Now looking up towards Mor'laz, Kavita began to respond, her tone of voice calm as she spoke. "Usually, I try not to associate with other Scarred, or anyone for that matter. And since this place is rather... Unfamiliar to me, the act of remaining inconspicuous seemed like a logical one at the time."
『のはのにをそうとしまをそうと』
((ooc: My apologies for a very late reply here, and though I'll be sure to not let it happen again, if it does for whatever reason then please feel free to continue on ahead.))
Called a burden he didn't quiet care for...he was quiet far from a 'burden' Kona had the capability of being quiet useful. Kole did not need to know that, so the younger necromancer simply gave the dragon beast of a man a dark look with this reflective silvery purple eyes.
His demeanor however perked up at his master's mention of post-mortem. A grin could not be withheld from his features. A wide grin graced his young pale face flashing a set of fangs in his eagerness. "Oh...what fun that will bring..." he droned as if Kona had just heard he was getting a tasty treat or prize.
As for the woman...her reasoning was valid enough he guessed. But they were to be moving onward as far as Kona was catching on to things.
"We to move on then Mor'laz?" he asked eager to do so.
