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1-This-Is-Cadence-8813-1 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2020 4:19 pm
Where the Seven (played by many) can interact with their allies and other beings from the world of Fieran.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2020 11:01 pm
Myr Forestria Sloth~Vigilance Walking through one of the towns controlled by the nonhumans, a young kitsune stalks through tiredly, the soft patter of her feet on the stones of the path making a slight tacking sound as her eight tails- the pride of her people- slowly sway behind her. She hardly knew where to go, what to do, or how to approach things at the moment... But she did know she was looking for the others. When was the last time she had seen her siblings? Not the ones that were killed- the litter of kitsune she had been born to so many centuries ago- and yes, they were currently in their female form, the easiest indicator being their relatively short stature at the moment. Walking among the flagstones, she stepped into a small tavern, sighing as she looks out at the somewhat foggy morning. It was somewhat cold, but it was actually mornings like this that made her feel better. Not a lot of people out, so it wouldn't take as much energy to talk to everyone... not as many people asking questions, or trying to get her to help with things... Either way, it was tiring to constantly do... Especially when she was already tired from recent events... She sighs, fixing her hood over her head slightly as she makes her way over to the bar, ordering a basic breakfast to quickly fill up on. She had traveled through part of the night and had yet to get a bite. As tired as she was, however... There was a small part in the back of her mind that just boiled. She had to talk to the others before she did something stupidly rash- and that just wasn't her kind of thing normally. She was usually the last to act, not the first.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2020 10:59 pm
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tab tab ❧xx tab The gargantuan wooden gates creaked as the two-ton battering ram slammed into them again. It had been three weeks since the siege of Khoford had begun. As the second-largest human fortress in the region, and the center point of mankind's military invasion plans, the downfall of Khoford and the liberation of the Inhuman slaves being held within was a top priority for the inhuman army which had long since trapped the humans inside their own walls. It was starting to look like the battle would come down to who would run out of supplies first when a cloaked figure emerged from one of the war council tents on the inhuman side of things. As he approached the gate the minotaurs heaving the battering ram moved aside and let him pass. From high above through the guarded viewports, the humans looked down on the man approaching them. Their defenses had held out for weeks without issue. What could one inhuman do that an army could not? Still, the Inhuman stood there at the gate. He pulled back his hood to reveal crimson skin and ivory hair, both of which helped to outline the stark golden eyes with black sclera that now focused on the gate. The fiend took a large book off his belt, all of the pages were black with luminescent red writing. "Surtr. Rise from your slumber, it is time to act." And the fiend promptly dropped the book to the ground. The nearby inhumans backed up as fire poured violently forth from the book, followed by the formation of a massive magic circle just above the pages. Out of this ring came one large hand, wreathed in flame and caked with ash, then another. Soon a horned helm began to emerge as the towering greater demon known as Surtr revealed himself. "For what Purpose have I been summoned?" The fiend smiled before speaking. "The armies of man seek to hide themselves behind great works of architecture, to save themselves from their rightful punishment for all their wretched acts. You know well their sins Surtr, will this be allowed to stand?" The Greater demon let out a low growl, but not one of aggression, no this was a sound of agreement, of understanding. Surtr stood with the summoner. "As you command it master Odinn" And then without hesitation, Surtr turned and walked up to the door. He put his hands together and slowly they burst into flame piercing through the doors themselves until his fingers successfully gripped the far side. With the door in his grasp, the demon gave a mighty grunt of exertion, prompting Odinn to tell the army to get back. Then, with great flame and fury, the greater demon pulled the doors outward against their hinges, the wood began to creak and the great metal hinges which held them to the stone walls began to quake. From surtr came an almighty roar of rage as he ripped the doors completely out of frame, bringing the archway overhead crashing down around him, the human guards who had been standing above reduced to paste beneath the heavy stones. Surtr cast the doors aside and turned to Odinn. "It is done. Mankind shall not escape it's Penance." The fiend smiled as the great demon turned to ashes, returning to the pages from whence he had come. With that done Odinn climbed atop the rubble of the gate and cried out to the army before him. "You know what must be done. Burn the temples that Blaspheme the goddess' image. Free our people from their chains, and destroy the war machines mankind has brought against our cities. But do not harm those who do not raise weapons against you, do not stoop to their level. Mankind's bloody reign of terror shall soon be at its end. So says a True Son of Kulda!" There was a rallying warcry among the soldiers nearest the gate before the minotaurs charge ahead, shoving the great stones to the left and right of Odinn's rise aside, the army filing in through the gaps past him and flooding out into the city. Odinn himself, however, had his eyes set on the capital building. The Viceroy's head would be his prize.
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xxxxxxxxxxxLOCATIONxThe Fortress City of KhofordxxxCOMPANYXThe Inhuman Army, Surtr. xxxMOODxFocused, Deliberate. (Also possessing deeply rooted anger)
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2020 5:54 am
 Roxxy
One of Seven - Gluttony
So far it had been about twenty years of war. To Roxxy it felt like only a couple of days. Before the loss of her sibling she had considered allyship with the humans and hoped that prejudices could be overcome. Her own personal rampage didn’t always follow alongside the other battles of the war but sometimes, like today, they did. Nearby allies of Khoford, a reasonably sized town, found that they couldn’t come to the city’s aid as Odinn’s army approached. The night before a miasma had seeped into their town taking the lives of many. Infants and children passed but Roxxy didn’t care. They had taken one of their own infants, why should she show mercy to theirs? It was a grim feeling that she had while doing this but soon the shadows took hold of the fallen bodies and they began shuffling and walking out of their town towards their new leader. It was early morning as the bodies of the town walked out. Roxxy, standing on a hill outside of town spread open her arms wide. ”Welcome to the family, my dears!” Mostly adults joined her undead army but a few children could also be seen. Roxxy’s smile was wide and toothy. After the last undead appeared Roxxy shifted into her wolf form and started jogging towards Khoford. She knew that Odinn would be there today and it would be good to see family. She also wanted to be sure that the humans didn’t pull any nasty tricks on her particularly clever brother. Besides, by the time she arrived maybe she could show those stupid humans of Khoford the new allegience of their once-allies. Where: Town near Khoford
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Mood: Determined, Resolute, Grieving, Accomplished
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Bitter Ambrosia Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2020 6:31 pm
 Andromeda "Meda" Floran Meda was elegant, as always, seeming to flow through the hallways as she went through their home, in search of her siblings. Myr was a decent ways away, as were Odinn and Roxxy. A frown crossed her ageless face as she reached out her senses, searching for the others. Sheridan was close by, as always. She could feel something brewing though. Something dangerous. Her expression got grimmer, her amethyst eyes simmering with what one might call rage. It had been that way for twenty five years, and her resultant selfishness in keeping her siblings close always made her ready to snap in an instant. Her staff was strapped to her back, ready to go at an instant in order to protect her siblings. "Sheridan, my sweet, where have you gone?" she called, her voice echoing. She hated it. Why couldn't they all have stayed with her? StaffCurrent Outifit
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2020 3:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2020 2:14 pm
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tab tab ❧xx tab It was less than a half-hour since the main gate to the slaver city of Khoford's main gate had been broken down by the demon Surtr. The inhuman army had then surged into the city, overrunning and decimating all military outposts within the city before surrounding the castle that served as the residency of the province's leader and their immediate associates. Odinn was sad to see that this much death and misery had become a necessity, but the humans had taken whatever they wanted for too long. They'd left the inhuman kingdoms in deep poverty, deprived them of materials, dignity, even basic sustenance, not to mention taking their kind as slaves. Odinn would have no more of it. As he proceeded through the city the black book of demons flew open once more, and from it, many great beasts, including Surtr, emerged. Among them were a trio of wolves, of which two were merely above average in size. However, of these two, one was black as a starless night and had an emblazoned red crescent moon atop their forehead, whilst the other was a brilliant white with a blue sun emblazoned on their forehead. The last of these wolves were much much larger and had dark grey-brown fur. Their body was riddled with scars and their teeth were riddled with rotten chunks of viscera. There were also a pair of birds that perched themselves on Odinn's shoulders. They appeared to be ordinary ravens, if you did not look closer that is... One raven had brilliant blue eyes and wore a silver necklace with blue gems. The other had purple eyes and a gold necklace with purple gems. These many monstrous beasts made their way through the city, freeing slaves, inhuman and human alike, from their confines and devouring those who would stop the beasts from freeing the lowest among them.
tab As this siege persisted Odinn made his way into the palace, the black book floating by his hip as he walked through the halls. All it took was a quick wave of the hand for fire and lightning to spew forth from flesh and tome to devour those who would impede his progress. It wasn't long before he arrived at the metal vaulted doors of the provincial governor's office. The Fiend then brought his hands together in front of his chest, gently breathing in before breathing out a white-blue flame that engulfed his hands. He then reached forward and pressed them to the mighty locks of the steel doors. As his skin burned from the flame so too did the locks melt, it was only a few minutes before the last security that was keeping the governor and his allies safe had melted away. The summoner extinguished the flames and wrapped his hands in bandages before pushing the great doors open, the ravens immediately disarming and then subduing the two men accompanying the Governor. A pair of Slave Trade Barons. Oh how delightful, three birds with one stone. He pulled one of the chairs from the side of the room to in front of the governor's desk, having a seat. "Hello Governor. I'm sure you know why I'm here." The governor just stared at his hatefully before stating. "Have you come to take my province then? What more will it take to satisfy you heathens? Why would you lay siege to a neutral c-" That was when Odinn's temper flared, and with one hand he swiftly lashed out, dug his thumb into the governor's right eye, hooked his clawed index finger into the soft spot of the skull just below the ear, and lifted him from his seat. "HEATHENS?!" There was anger in his voice, and his eyes flared with hatred. "COUNTLESS RAIDS ON PEACEFUL VILLAGES! CENTURIES OLD TRADITIONS OF HUNTING INHUMANS FOR SPORT! ENSLAVING US FOR HARD LABOR! AND YOU DARE CLAIM TO BE NEUTRAL?! YOU DARE CLAIM TO HAVE THE GODDESS' GRACE ON YOUR SIDE?!" The governor was starting to weep from the pain as the fiend roughly shook him and then hurled him at the wall. "YOU HIDE BEHIND WALLS OF GRANITE AND DOORS OF STEEL WITH SLAVERS WHO SELL OUR KIN WHILE YOUR OWN PEOPLE ARE MADE INTO SHIELDS AND YOU DARE CLAIM WE'RE THE AGGRESSORS?!" Odinn took a deep breath and started to calm down a bit. "No... No, you have been overdue proper penance for centuries too long. If the goddess is too busy to dole it out then my kin and I will gladly do it in her stead! Huginn, Muninn, bring the barons... We will give Zael his desired meal in the city center." With that he reached into the pages of his grimoire, drawing from it a whip made of many jagged spines and bone fragments ever griped by a baleful blue flame. Odinn lashed out with this whip, the spines hooking into the Governor's flesh as he dragged him down the castle hallways and out to the courtyard, calling out in daemonic tongue to his younger brother so that he could come to claim the meal he so deeply desired. Odinn would feel no remorse in the deaths of these three...
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xxxxxxxxxxxLOCATIONxThe Castle of KhofordxxxCOMPANYXLots of Familiars > The governor of Khoford and a pair of Barons.xxxMOODxFocused, Saddened > Focused > Utterly Enraged > Angry and Spiteful.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2020 7:03 am
 Roxxy
One of Seven - Gluttony
With her undead army following behind her and a thin fog and frost spreading out ahead of her the black furred wolf paused when the toppled gates of Khoford could be seen. Sitting back on her haunches that tail swayed across the grass, snapping off their frozen tops. After a few pants a cloud of darkness enveloped the wolf and grew tall, falling away to reveal a young woman grinning. Roxxy stepped out of the blackness and walked into Khoford, her army coming in behind her. Everyone had been taken out. Roxxy was always impressed with Odinn and proud of his work. Black ears on top of her head twitched and rotated. Picking up the crackle of fire, the groaning of the dead, and the whisper of the wind. Finally she came upon the courtyard and saw Odinn already standing there with three humans. Roxxy wouldn’t say she hated humans, but after her sibling had been taken from her, after she worked for Kulda to bring balance to the world… No she couldn’t trust them. She couldn’t trust anyone who wasn’t family. Her army stopped, leaving a path open to anyone else who might come through the gates. A group of zombies hung just within the battered walls carrying supplies. As Roxxy approached her wide smile fell to a look of disinterested. Yet her tone was teasing and there was a twinkle in her eye as she looked upon the prisoners. ”What have we here brother? Some favored traitors of the Goddess?”Where: Khoford
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Mood: Curious, Proud, Grieving, Mischeivous
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