The Black Citadel: Necropolis

[Lord Yawgmoth]

Floating high over the forest of the syndicate grounds appears a giant castle. The sher size of the isle it floats upon staggering, blotting out the sun in certain parts of the forest. Large enough to hold an entire city, the necropolis. The markings on the side of the building bear a striking resemblance to the marks used by Yawgmoth as his symbol. Though their colors vary instead of being the deep set blue of Yawgmoth's, it means the assumption that Yawgmoth has called the floating citadel forth, but the assumption is far from the truth. Inside the city awaits the horrors of undeath. Countless zombies, thousands of undead abominations roam the streets of the black citadel. Though sentient and capable of speech they still harbor ill-will to the living and the teachings of "The Black One" they worship have told them to turn invaders away...at any cost.

*UPDATE*: Currently the 10 mile wide city has landed on the ground to begin for Yawgmoth's invasion. It is possible to enter without flight but not recommended as the city is now entirely populated with a vast army of undead and about 20% of Yawgmoth's standing army from Phyrexia, death will be virtually instantaneous upon entrance due to the sher numbers of opposition one would face should they enter without Yawgmoth's direct approval.  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

The black citadel had finally reached its course floating just above the main bar. In a hot flash of air Yawgmoth appeared in the largest tower in the floating city. Standing atop it he watched the undead roam around mindlessly. Since no one had bothered to get in the way of the citadel's path he smirked. Yes, he was indeed The Black One the undead worshiped. This place, this was going to be his base of operations for taking over the syndicate. Beginning his stride down the towers he began phase one of his plan now that he was free from combat. He had many preparations to make and so little time.  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

The four sides of the castle like city opened slightly like drawbridges. These however were drainage pipes and from them spilled thin streams of green liquid. The green liquid would seep into the landscape and start the first phase of Yawgmoth's plans.  

[Ryan Gunn]

Balls of Holy Flame Rained down from the heavens into the city. They would act as a 1st wave against the Dark lord and his undead army. The Clouds in the sky began openening as Rays of light pierced the clouds lighting the whole city up. More Holy fire fell from sky, any undead being within several yards would be taken by the holy blue flame. In a Burst of Light, Razgriz appeared on the outskirts of the citadel.

Yawgmoth had an army of the undead. Well, if yawgmoth wanted a war, Then Razgriz now acting as Commander and chief of the entire Angelic army. Hundreds of Arch Angels appeared in the city, all entering within a flash of light. Armored, with sword and shield in hand. Arch Angels were the warrior breed of the Angellic army. Hundreds of More Angels Appeared within the floating city. Armored more lightly the Arch Angels, they only wield Bow and arrow. They were excellent marksmans though they were not meant for battle. Razgriz would use such as mere cannon Fodder.

The entire Army Had orders to cleanse this place of any undead or evil being. Holy Light lit up the city, as it poured from the heavens, as Heaven continues to bombard the citadel with The Holy Blue flame.

 

[Lord Yawgmoth]

((OOC: Whoa whoa whoa. How the hell does Razgriz even know this city is Yawgmoth's? Second he has no reason to suspect ANYTHING from it having NEVER been here before.))  

[Ryan Gunn]

((OOC: Well.. It is an army of undead. For One.. that would make it necesary for Razgriz to destroy it. Two, Yawgmoths symbol, or a symbol, bearing striking resemblence to yawgmoths is upon a/many (not exactly sure) of the building(s). Three, you never made post saying you relowered your power level, so it would be easily traceable and/or identifiable/ Easy to locate. Four, If Yawgmoth could be felt there at the citadel, with out any conflict going on then there is good chance the army of the undead are with/follow you. and My last arguement. Is everything can be seen from the heavens, Yawgmoth could have been watched the whole time while in the citadel by a council of the holy, whom then informed Razgriz of it, after you had defeated him in combat. Phew.. that was alot of OOC))  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

((OOC: It's not an army, right now its just a city of undead minding their own business. Yes, I did power down. In the bar he returned to normal tan skin and red hair and everything and THEN came here. For all he knows Yawgmoth just came here to take a leak and sleep or something. Finally having an all seeing council that watches EVERYTHING is a bit cheap if you ask me. I still maintain that your attack has no narrative backing since 1) Your characters have never been here before. In fact, no one has except Yawgmoth. 2) Yawgmoth wouldn't be tracked here because he DID settle down after the fight. 3) It's not doing anything remotely threatening except spilling what you could mistake for sewage onto the ground. I just fail to see your logic in attacking it.))  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

((OOC: After considering it, I guess this will just start things preemptively but what the hell, Just know that your entire post isn't going to happen and the constant striking of 'holy fire' from the skies is a bit much))  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

After the first holy fire hit a block of city square and incinerated a few undead, a massive barrier erupted around the entire city in defense. This barrier was uncannily strong, deflected the rest of the holy fire and acting as a wall for the army of angels outside. This technology was clearly not made by the undead who continued to roam about as if they didn't care that a few of their fellows had been blown to bits. From the easternmost and tallest tower Yawgmoth emerged and stood watching the Angels with a sigh. This was obnoxious, why the ******** were they here? Seeing Razgriz, Yawgmoth scowled and shouted "Didn't you learn the first time whelp!? Get out of here before we have to take your head off." he said disgusted that the idiot just didn't get the point. The barrier's maker was clear, Yawgmoth, more specifically it was Phyrexian technology. As Yawgmoth finished several rifts began to tear asunder in the city and from them began to pour the army of Phyrexia. The basic foot soldiers first, shock troops and negators. Behind them came the larger units, reapers, slayers and gargantuas. They began to mix with the zombies, skeletons and abominations of the undead. Finally the last two units to come through the portal. A pair of phyrexia colossi, each one was as large as a six story building. Taking one colossus down would take a least a hundred men easily and they were dealing with two plus the mounting undead and foot soldiers. Shouting from atop the tower with a defiant laugh. "Even your pathetic child god knows, there is no army in the universe that can compete with ours. We've single handedly crushed every major piece of military opposition as long as we've lived. There isn't anything your angels can do that won't be shrugged off by our children. And then, then there are the undead. Who's very breath and bite will unleash their plague. Your weaker angels will fall prey to it swiftly. So we suggest you turn tail and gather your allies. This isn't even a quarter of what we've got and you're already vastly outnumbered and overpowered." he said with a vile laugh. What he didn't mention was of course, there was him. Dealing with Yawgmoth was a whole other problem.  

[Ryan Gunn]

(OOC: WOW. You got a like.. uh.. List of Phyrexian army? like uh. Naming the types and abilities or no? If ya do id like to know. if not its cool.))

Razgriz watched, He stood his ground. Though he was out numbered greatly, this small army wasnt even A tenth of the entire holy army. There were countless angels waiting to be summoned to battle. Though It seemed like him and his few hundred were there for attack, they were merely there for Reconnaissance. If they were indeed there to attack, once they showed They would have charged and begun slaying. The Holy fire, was another tactic, to see full extent of the City's defenses. Razgriz looked about the city. Sizing up Yawgmoths troops. Seeing the larger beasts he knew that he would lose many to them. Though this was the purpose of doing recon. "If I wished to have attacked, I would have brought more men. Im merely admiring your city. Testing you out. Phyrexia does have a mighty army. A respectable one at that." He shouts aloud. "Outnumbered Yes. Overpowered maybe. But, You are Underestimating us greatly. When It happens, It will happen fast. The battle will be epic, and I assure you.. When I fall this time. I will claim the souls and lives of all beings on this planet. The End of days is near. This I promise you." He says with a grin.

If needed He would Supernova himself, taking all near him. He once defeated the armies of Heaven and Hell, all within just his supernova. There has not been a known survivor of it untill recently.He seldomly used it, having only used it once and only Ziven has seen it, and lived to tell the tale.

"Angels We leave. When we return, we wage war." He said spitting on the ground. He then turned exploding into light. The Arch Angels Laughed abit, before they too turned and left, disappearing in a flash of light. The Angels Looked about from creature to creature, unable to hide their terror. Too Afraid to turn around, the take steps back and burst into light. One of the races Razgriz had not brought on this mission, were the notorious Blood Angels. Angels Of war, whom arent afraid to die. They infact live in death, enjoying bloodshed and murder.  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

((OOC: I plan to make a sticky when the event actually starts yeah. But for now no.))

Yawgmoth simply smirked. No, no he wasn't underestimating the angels. They were underestimating his children. Angels were powerful creatures but their power lie mostly in the use of holy magic and holy weaponry. All of which would be useless against his children's magic resistant metal hides. The brightest and most furious rays would slide right off and in melee combat they excelled beyond any other race so far. The barrier slowly fell down and Yawgmoth walked back into the tower cracking his neck. This was going to be fun. But that fool was never going to learn.  

[The true_dreamer]

" You know I feel like i have been left out of something He said as he melded from teh shadows there where being formed from this giant thing that was floting around this place right now. and only one thing hoped in to his mind right then. Yes its big enough but look at the location.  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

The floating citadel slowly began its descent. Lowering itself from the skies the floating city easily crushed a space five miles in radius, making the entire city itself 10 miles in diameter. Enough to support the buildings and the two armies with ease. A large scale earthquake would rock the foundation of the syndicate when the massive city made its landing. The front gates slowly drew open. The armies of the undead and the phyrexians that had just arrived via his planar gates began to march inside of the necropolis. Mobilizing for war. A bright violet fire could be seen atop of the tallest tower. Yawgmoth stood watching as his plans slowly unfolded. No one was going to stop him, not this time.  

[Techpriest Enginseer]

Standing at least 50 yards away from the outer ring of undead and gurdsmen, Kurohito watched as he bit into a tasty, delicious apple. The red hue of the item crunched into his mouth as he finished the last bite, tossing the core away to the side. He started to approach the now grounded fortress, in his daily blue yukata he was known best for. He had a simple look on his face, his sword sheathed and at his side. He had a simple stroll about him, as if he was walking through a park.  

[Lord Yawgmoth]

At the approach of the strange man a troop of negators stopped in their tracks. A sort of clicking and odd sounding language came from their lips, their native tongue. The five of them seemed to converse for quite awhile before one of the bigger ones walked closer to him and attempted to speak english. "You here. Why? You intend die? You intend make peace?" the mechanoid questioned him.