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 Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 5:13 pm
The seer in the middle, stronger of them all, pulled out a lyre as the men watched for another attack. Swords shifted in grips as they waited for the next attack. Both fallen guards reached for their pedants, nodding to each other as one's aura blazed awake, chasing out any shadows around them. They shouted as two people materialized before them as the last of the shadow was chased away. "There they are! Destroy the dark ones!" What Kinetav sees from them Seer: expert Fallen: Journeymen Holy Flare Rank E The paladin uses the natural aura they are blessed with, and may either shoot it into the sky as a distress signal or use it to light the way. Holy Flare illuminates a 10 ft radius and shoots up to 25 ft a post, and has a two post duration.1: full 2: -E rank 3: full
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 5:43 pm
███████████████████████████████████████████████████  XXXXXXXXXX♪: Elizabeth :: Bishop :♪ Ernyaxxx♪xxxTraineexxx♪xxxKakurenboXXX XXXXXXXXXX▄▀▄▀▄ :♪ Mind ▪▪ Blader ♪: ▄▀▄▀▄ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Energy: 1125/1125 - Dodges: 4/4 - HP: 650/650
Elizabeth stumbled a bit as she was shoved. As she regained her footing, she realized they werent alone. The man Liliana was talking to was here, and so were more light soldiers. Wonderful, that's all she needed right now. While she wasn't that strong, or armed with any kind of attacks at all, she did have 2 experienced fighters with her. Hopefully they'd be of help.
Mask: Off Theme - Battle Theme ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
XXXXXXXXXX▄▀▄▀▄ :♪ Quiet ▪▪ Secretive ▪▪ Illusionist ♪: ▄▀▄▀▄ 
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 6:18 pm
XXXKinetavXXZel'anar XXHP: 2000/2000 XX//XXEnergy: 4100/4100 XX//XXStrength: 12 (13 with Edge) XX//XXSpeed: 13 XX//XXBloodline: Anima XX//XXClass: Dark Avenger ♦••••♦••••♦••••♦••••♦ "Your life is not your own." The air itself almost seemed tense as a calm breeze blew over the battlefield, the villagers bewildered as the men took a rather interesting stance around the seer. Without a doubt, this was the man that he needed to vanquish to get whatever information he could from his inner soul. The light in the middle of the group provided a rather interesting amount of protection from any immediate dark ability that he could muster, but Edge quickly recalculated the distances of the light and the darkness as Kinetav further tensed. The marked soul became even clearer to him as he continued to focus, recognizing the light of a Fallen Paladin and remembering the power that Sephra had yielded back in the Devil's Eye Desert. Just when he was about to step forward, two more figures appeared from the darkness in front of them, one of them clearly Lizzy but without her mask. Taking a breath of relief that she was still intact, the other soul's aura was a very distinct, familiar yet unfamiliar wine color. The presence that washed over him was that of a fellow Voidsworn, similar to Krona, yet the smell that reached his nose was that of a Fallen....how in the world had she changed, he mused to himself.... With the shadows swirling around the group as cover, he walked silently to the edge of the shadows about ten feet from the marked knight and to the right of the two allies, Edge starting to become hungry already at the sight of a tasty soul. With these numbers evened up, Kinetav felt like he was finally able to attack as his feet sprinted forward and carried him to the nearest Fallen knight quickly. His blades seemed to drink in the light around them as they flashed from underneath his cape at the Fallen's sword-arm and stomach, aiming another attempt after the first two at the Fallen's leg in an attempt to take him down quickly. When he appeared, a voice that seemed to spill forth from him without his lips moving echoed around the village, a voice that only Krona could easily recognize...as the Black Tongue that urged her to come forward and strike down their foes as fast as possible. ♦••••♦••••♦••••♦••••♦ •••• Dodges: 8/8 •••• Distance: 50/100 Nation: Devil's Eye DesertXXXXFaction: (Enter Faction)XXXXDeity: Void XX•••••••••••••••• Skills Used: Normal attack 3x -- 600 damage, 200 per attack Mark Soul: Fallen Paladin #1.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 8:25 pm
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"What injustice have you committed?"
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Even as the light burned her with holy flame, the shadows soothed her. It was back, that homely darkness. It was the same in nature, but different in personality, like a twin of the darkness she had felt before. But now, she didnot have the luxry of investiagting its source as she would have before. The auras of men before her blazed to life as they faced her down with eyes full of hate, and blades ready to kill. Her eyes blazed red with the intensity of her own hate. Fallen...Her mothers hiss was soaked with loathing. Fellow angels of light. She winced at the intensity of the light, and filled her as the watched the shadow around her be sucked into light, as though it was some sort of bright black hole. Mother of s**t.Without shadow, her abilities were useless, and fighting would be far more difficult. ANd she was facing several foes, with no allies but a scrawny fox-girl. ...you should have killed her.This time, Krona fully agreed. Her feet shifted into combat position, ready to move at the first sign of attack. Beneath her cloak, her fingers wrapped around her cloak. She'd drag the bastards into the void with her. The red in her eyes went crimson with rage, and she licked her lips. She could already taste the pleasure of their deaths. Oh...The darkness shot up in intensity, and she felt the another aura. Licorice...
...what? Krona's head snapped toward the aura. It was man with snow white hair, and skin the color of black licorice. He was clad in midnight armor, and wielded a blade that seemed to whisper to the air. From his lips, the black tongue fell. The man surged toward one of the fallen with blades whipping; Krona could feel the soul mark on the man. A grin split her jaw as the watched light sheilding the men be sucked into the shadow around the male voidsworn. Her confidence soared. Without the light she had no reason to hold back, and the men had no shield from her battle rage. It had been far too long since she'd felt the ecstacy of battle humming in her viens, since the tail of her whip had split open flesh and tasted the sweetness of blood. It had been far to long since shed sated her desire for the love-making of the blades before the climax of the kill. [Soul Mark]She read the soul of the unmarked Fallen, learning, its shape, its size, it color, before branding it with the mark of shadow. Her mother's delighted chuckle filled her mind as she surged forward. One side of her cloak snapped open, and from the shadow within, her whip surged, a red tail in the wind. A terrific crack filled the air. It was more show that anything; a tactic to scare him into making the first move. The men before her outmatched her in strength and speed, she was sure of it. To defeat them would take cunning and dexterity, rather brute strenth and blind speed. WIth subtle movements, she pulled her dagger from its strap around her leg with the other manhand. Just as she neared the man, she snapped her body back, and her hand out. [Precision Strike - 10E] The dagger shot from the dark of her clock like a bullet, headed staight for the neck of the marked fallen. It was joined by tendrils of shadow, formed from the dark within her cloak. The shadow bent and waved in to air around the dagger, taking the blade in and out of visiblity as they shot toward the most vunerable limb of any fallen: The wings. Krona sought to use top shadow to grasp them at the root, and tear them from his back. Fallen
Dark Avenger
"God of Justice"
Creator lend me...
The Energy 1490/1500
The Strength 7
The Speed 6 (+2 with chosen weapon)
To Deliver Swift Justice
☼☻↓∞†
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"Is that not Just?"
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  It is not what you are, but that you have done
Justice is absolute, and it's deliverance knows no limit
Judgment is swift, and irrevocable
No mercy for the unjust; Death is the only redemption
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 9:56 pm
Fingers found strings as the man rose his high tenor voice to rend the morning air. A weakening could be felt into the very bones of any who opposed his guards as the guards themselves appeared to become much more than before. The guard attacked by Kinetav bled out from his wounds. He pushed forward, bring holy pain from above. The other guard heard the snap of whip, causing the natural reaction to protect his charge. Wings came up to draw the seer close, acting as a barrier around him and his charge through which the daggers would not score. Sure of no more attacks, he grabbed the seer tight and shoved for the sky with a heading for the stronghold atop the hill. A burst of light formed around him, creating a beacon and light sphere around them. 1: Song of Bravery/Song of Fear (+2 str allies/-2 str enemies) +1 rank power 2: gone - Kinetav gets nothing 3: Wings of Our Fathers, Holy Flare
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 9:06 am
███████████████████████████████████████████████████ XXXXXXXXXX♪: Elizabeth :: Bishop :♪ Ernyaxxx♪xxxTraineexxx♪xxxKakurenboXXX XXXXXXXXXX▄▀▄▀▄ :♪ Mind ▪▪ Blader ♪: ▄▀▄▀▄ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Energy: 1125/1125 - Dodges: 4/4 - HP: 650/650
One of the guards was down, but the others were making their escape. It's not like they needed to finish them off, but an escapee could easily gather more troops. As soon as she saw the initial wing flaps, Elizabeth charged the fallen, just barely making it to him before he was out of range. In a last ditch effort to catch him, she leaped at his leg, trying to grapple it and sink her teeth into him. Hopefully, taking a large chunk of flesh out would slow him down, or even ground him.
Mask: Off Theme - Battle Theme ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
XXXXXXXXXX▄▀▄▀▄ :♪ Quiet ▪▪ Secretive ▪▪ Illusionist ♪: ▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 7:32 am
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"What injustice have you committed?"
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She imagined the brilliance of the blood that would spray from the mans body as his wings were ripped from his back, the cries fear and agony as he crashed to the ground, and lay, wirthing in pain. She imagined how he would look up at her with terror in his eyes, as she stood over him, her feet planted on either side of hiis torso, and her hands gripped about the handle of her blade and of her whip. She imaged how he would whimper and beg though screams of pain as she slowly carved his skin. But her twisted daydream was shattered The dagger spun to the side, as the Fallen's wings knocked it off its deadly path. The shadow tendrils fizzled in the light soaked air around the angel. Krona cursed, and prepared for another attack, but before she could move, the Fallen grabbed the seer and took to the air. Her red-tinted eyes narrowed on him; he would not escape so easily. A grin twisted across her face, as she reache for brooch around her neck. Her hand stayed as she remembered their plan, to keep her nature hidden till the time was right. Logic and emotion warred as she watched her prey rise with the wind. Her mother's hatred was a great force in her mind, reienforcing emotion, forcing logic into retreat. Her fingers clasped the brooch. The cloak snapped upward in the wind as her wings burst from its dark confines. Her mother screamed as the wind caught it, and began to steal it away. With a powerful snap of her wings, Krona rose into the air and seized it back from the winds chilly fingers. She held it tight to her to her chest. Each snap of her wings carried her higher. She did not have the full weight of another man; iwithin minutes she was soaring on the wind above the Fallen paladin and the seer. [Soul Mark (2/2)]The image of his soul in her mind was as clear as fresh cleaned glass. She dove. As she neared him, she swerved, making a sharp loop around him, mere feet from the light-sphere. She pumped her wings frantically, mightly,creating small winds that would buffet him, and disrupt the steady beating of his wings. She took one hand, drew in the tip of her whip, and held it. The bow of the u-shaped tail passed beneath the angel, and when it did, she surged upward, intending to snag his neck witht he whip, and jerk him upward. The whip cut into his neck, drawing blood, and cutting off his supply of air. With another jerk, the tail strong enough to slice stone would behead him. Krona remained still in the air, focusing her strength on the beating ofher wings, and on holding the man in the air. [Death From Above/Precision Strike w Soul Mark - 160 DMG/ -50E] With another surge of power, she summoned needles of shadow, that fell upon the Fallen like a killing rain. Fallen
Dark Avenger
"God of Justice"
Creator lend me...
The Energy 400/450
THe Health 780
The Strength 7
The Speed 6 (+2 with chosen weapon)
To Deliver Swift Justice
☼☻↓∞†
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"Is that not Just?"
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It is not what you are, but that you have done
Justice is absolute, and it's deliverance knows no limit
Judgment is swift, and irrevocable
No mercy for the unjust; Death is the only redemption
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 9:59 am
(For this one post, the skill of Exodus shot has been renamed F***-All Shot XD Inside-Joke -- yes, I have been keeping up with energy, sorry for the fail last post) XXXKinetavXXZel'anar XXHP: 2000/2000 XX//XXEnergy: 3760/4100 XX//XXStrength: 12 (13 with Edge) XX//XXSpeed: 13 XX//XXBloodline: Anima XX//XXClass: Dark Avenger ♦••••♦••••♦••••♦••••♦ "Your life is not your own." He coughed up blood as he felt three strikes against his flesh in rapid succession, his arm cut wide open with the bone showing, blood flowing forth from his stomach and liver as he felt his insides churn and his life essence flow from his waist before he fell to one knee after his leg was cut. As he sat there, knelt down and barely staying upright, he turned his head upwards to his attacker with a slightly sadistic grin on his face. The pleasure of having given his life to save his family and country against these kinds of dark scum was almost more than he can bear, feeling an overwhelming amount of pity and yet hatred for the man who stood tall above him. The dark man's eyes seemed to have no soul, or feeling...or even a hint of remorse or regret...a truly...damnable appearance. With vision blurring fast, he fell to the side and whispered a final prayer of thanksgiving to the Lord of the Light for having used him as his agent for so long. Memories of his pleasurable moments and gifts, including his wife, children, and friends of his life flashed through his mind as a single tear streamed down his face and his final mental words were spoken... Goodbye, my loved ones...May I find you in the dead lands. As the soul departed from the body, a scream of anguish was heard as the essence of his being seemed to be being channeled into the weapon of his enemy. He felt himself bound and his very being squeezed as if blocks of metal pressed against him from all sides, probing for every piece of information and looking deep into his soul. Crunching was heard, more blood was spilled, and after seconds of intense torture, his entire body went limp. After he was used, beaten, and broken, shadow consumed his vision, his thoughts, his soul...he was being torn apart by Void. Was this really what he deserved? Why...Why had this happened? This can't be happening...WHAT IS THIS NIGHTMARE?! Haven't I done ENOUGH GOOD for my peace, my reward?! A voice rang in his mind, echoing as it was the last thing he'd ever hear. You...are ours now. Welcome to the mix...*sneers* Brother. Those moments having seemed like years, Kinetav finally snapped back into his own reality, personality, emotions, and being as he missed a beat in the symphony that was battle. The mangled corpse in front of him was naught but another victim, the blood spattered over an Edge that only seemed to dramatically increase the Exodus' thirst for more. The ice in his heart kept the tears from flowing down his face as the memories of a lifetime blended dwith the rest of them as his fire-red eyes coldly calculated his next moves and he felt the ice surround his heart again as the mental screams subsided. Calmly looking towards the sky, Gin had taken Advisor Norrance under his wing, surely willing to sacrifice his own life to save the secrets of the nation that the man kept and one of the more prominent figures within the Swords of Salvation. ...You pity them, don't you?
Of course... Those two words were the only mental hesitation as the blood soaked Edge felt itself being raised with its tip towards the two figures. With a mental bowing of the head, the metal melted in his hands, the dark liquid melding into the grasp of his hands before smoothing out into the long barrel of double magnum pistols. The tiny sight on top and Edge's sight aimed directly at the folds of the left wing as bullets silently and quickly formed in the chambers before they spiraled out towards their target. A total of three shots silently spoke of impending doom on Gin as the Anima realized that his fellow Voidsworn had flown over the duo and released her whip upon them...by using brilliant white wings. So, that smell wasn't just my senses gone awry. The black tongue whispered forth one more, urging on Krona and using her name, warning her that after they were knocked unconscious, that the killing blow was his and his alone...to further "interrogate" these pathetic blades of Light as they fell so easily before the onslaught. ♦••••♦••••♦••••♦••••♦ •••• Dodges: 8/8 •••• Distance: 0/100 Nation: Devil's Eye DesertXXXXFaction: (Enter Faction)XXXXDeity: Void XX•••••••••••••••• Skills Used: F***-All Shot 3x -- 30 Energy Soul Mark: Fallen Paladin #2 -- Passive Left and Right Blade: Magnum pistols -- Passive Skills In Use/Buffs: Shadow Manipulation 2x: 3/5 Soul Mark: Fallen Paladin #2 Cooldowns:
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 9:51 pm
While she may have been weakened by the seer's song, Lizzy's bite was still enough to tear flesh from bone. She would fall the couple of feet back to the ground with a chunk of angel meat in her mouth as blood poured from the new wound high in the air. Krona's whip came horribly short of reaching the fallen. But that didn't stop his left wing from appearing to explode. Dropping fast, the fallen threw the seer away from him. Black threads enveloped the seer to burst forth as wings of his own. Taking to the skies on his own, he had a hard time deciding to run or stay and help his guard. What meager attacks he knew wouldn't be enough here against these beasts. But it was his ally in trouble. The seer followed the fallen down, white threads reaching out to help regrow the wing. The fallen, on the other hand, hit the ground with a bounce. A snapping could be heard of a few bones as he struggled to his feet. The needles raining down on both stung, but neither paid any mind to it.
Seer: Moraie's Bane, Parcae's Will
Fallen: Holy Flare elapsed
((@Velon: You stayed outside the light sphere, which is 10 feet in radius. A 7 foot whip couldn't reach him.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2012 10:30 am
███████████████████████████████████████████████████ XXXXXXXXXX♪: Elizabeth :: Bishop :♪ Ernyaxxx♪xxxTraineexxx♪xxxKakurenboXXX XXXXXXXXXX▄▀▄▀▄ :♪ Mind ▪▪ Blader ♪: ▄▀▄▀▄ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Energy: 1125/1125 - Dodges: 4/4 - HP: 650/650
Lizzy quickly gulped down the meat which she had torn from the Fallen. The raw meat and warm blood tickled at her pallet, driving an urge for more. Her sensitive ears easily picked up the sounds of cracking bones from the Fallen, and this was all she needed to get the upper hand. In a quick rush, Elizabeth dove to tackle the Fallen back to the ground, dagger drawn and teeth set to rip his throat out. There was no real thought in her mind, just a bloody haze.
Mask: Off Theme - Battle Theme ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
XXXXXXXXXX▄▀▄▀▄ :♪ Quiet ▪▪ Secretive ▪▪ Illusionist ♪: ▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:41 am
PSST! whee *Poke Poke* PSSSSSSSSSSST!
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:46 am
Soap Disco PSST! whee *Poke Poke* PSSSSSSSSSSST! DX I know, I know, Im sorry. I have no excuse my chroic forgetfulness. I have the post all written up too, just need to type it. Tommorow...or today rather, promise!
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 7:18 am
VelvonVeden Soap Disco PSST! whee *Poke Poke* PSSSSSSSSSSST! DX I know, I know, Im sorry. I have no excuse my chroic forgetfulness. I have the post all written up too, just need to type it. Tommorow...or today rather, promise! lol, no need to apologize I'm forgetful too sweatdrop
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 7:40 pm
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"What injustice have you committed?"
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Sorry its so short. I had a longer better version but i was full of Auto-hits...i went a little crazy writing it .... Krona cursed as her whip fell short of the Paladin. Her bloodlust ihentensified, her grin twisting with anger, as she watched Paladin toss. the seer away from him and land them both safely. Her eyes narrowed to red slits. They would regret not dying in the air, she would make sure of it. Again, she called upon the darkness and feormed needles anew. These were longer, thicker - more spikes than needles - and sharp enough to pierce though skin, and draw blood. With a snap of her wings, she dove for the Paladin. Annoyan ce flitted though her, as she watched Lizzy dive the Paladin. The Fallen was hers. Krona grasped Lizzy the hair, tore her off the Paladin, and tossed her back as though she were a pesky piece of lint upon his robes. Her crimson eyes flashed with a warning for Lizzy to stay back, that this was her kill. She turned back to the paladin with a twisted grin splitting her lips, and with lust pooled deeply in her eyes. Her heel came down, stabbing the ground next to his head; the body of the shoe pressed intimately to his face. Chucking, she dug the leather tip of her boot into his cheek, then pulled her heel from the soil, and ran her foot down his chest, parting his clothes. She snapped her whip. The tail would bite into his chest, leaving a clean, crimson gash. A sweet smile, croshsed her face, as she dug the tip of her heel into his gash. "I want you to answer a question. The quicker you answer, the sooner you will be allowed to die. If you answer correctly, very good. I'll kill you quickly. If you annswer wrong..." Her grin widened, "I'll have to thank you for providing me with much needed entertainment." Once again her heel came down. This time, the sharpened point would run through his throat, in a plce that would not kill him; it would merely tear open his windpipe, such that his every breath would be agony. With a sadistic grin, she would twisted the heel in his flesh - reveling in his reaction - and push down. The Paladin's body would sink into the shadows, along with her. "What is the definition of justice?" Fallen
Dark Avenger
"God of Justice"
Creator lend me...
The Energy 450
THe Health 780
The Strength 7
The Speed 6 (+2 with chosen weapon)
To Deliver Swift Justice
☼☻↓∞†
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"Is that not Just?"
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It is not what you are, but that you have done
Justice is absolute, and it's deliverance knows no limit
Judgment is swift, and irrevocable
No mercy for the unjust; Death is the only redemption
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