|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 8:56 am
"Times when we were a youngling yes. There's a glimpse for you, into just how long we have existed. Worthy of using it you say? Perhaps we should clarify. When we say 'gift' we really mean a boon bestowed upon us by calling in a favor. We did great favors many a time for Darigaaz and his siblings. We merely pulled our strings and asked that they return to us what we had done for them in the past. Such was granted. While they certainly disagreed with giving us any more power, they could not deny what we had done for them. So believe us, we were unworthy before they ever granted their gifts to us." Yawgmoth finished with a laughter that lasted only a moment before he gripped his ribcage and knelt forward a little in pain. "That rest must come now it seems. When we see you again, we will discuss these matters further, unless of course, the next time we see you it is once more upon the field of battle. Good day Skye.". Yawgmoth finished as his matrix discharged. Because the energy systems of his matrix were separated from his body they remained fully functional while the rest of him was drained and damaged. And thus, in a wave of heat he vanished. Where to? Only Yawgmoth knew.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 9:20 am
So that's how it was, tricking a god into debt for the sake of power. That too was common back during the anicent times before his coming into the world. That's probably another reason why the old gods were not so forgiving to mortals. Still...Yawgmoth had given insight of his ancestors to days before Draconia or the high counsel of Goldendra even existed. Perhaps Skyeheart could learn more about these unwritten stories that were distant to many. Maybe he himself could discover forgotten secrets of the dragonkin's power. The more he met with Yawgmoth, the more Yawgmoth seemed a god than an immortal fiend like Aliator. Not a god like the ones he worshiped, but rather an all-knowing supernatural existance. A watcher and consumer. A natural force that provides balence into a world of light.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 12:04 pm
He stretched out all the muscles in his body, groaning as joints and bones popped and cracked and creaked* It's been a while....hmmm...yeah. I think today is a good day for a ride. *With that he took off for the stables, saddled up Dorghor and rode out into the golden fields
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 3:43 pm
He rode around the fields casually. Sprawling out all over the vast lands, the horse's cloven hooves did cause the chaotic destruction today. All was at peace.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 3:53 pm
He decided to turn back and left for home
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:27 pm
As he continued to streak across the plains he saw a figure come out of the guild house and start in his direction* So...that's what the blood is coming from...that's what you smelled
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:29 pm
She smiled as she saw the still shrouded horse and rider. An easy skull for the Blood God
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:34 pm
He unsheathed his SoK preparing himself for a battle where he didn't know the foe.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:40 pm
Screaming, she swung her large axe once her enemy was close enough hoping the cut out the horse's legs and then take the rider shortly after
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:45 pm
The axe ricocheted off of Dorghor's daemonic aura, saving the horse's legs* Holy -! *Once Dorghor thundered past the woman he quickly dismounted taking his companion out of danger* Let's go....
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:47 pm
She charged her opponent, yelling* BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! *She swing her Axe of Khorne in a wide arc trying to cleave the man in half
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:50 pm
Are you kidding? *He spoke softly to himself as he braced himself. He jumped back just far enough to dodge the deadly blade letting him quickly counter attack. He slammed into his foe
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 4:52 pm
The armor bestowed upon her by her God prevented the man's attack from doing any damage but the impact was still enough to knock her on her heel and the wet ground and the weight of her weapon caused her to lose her footing
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|