Fluffy Warlord

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

No need to make a CS unless you want to, but you do need to create a character it's just no body is approving them. Just create a character of your own choosing and hop in by joining the defenders or attackers or neither I guess.

SyrianHamster said
Just jump in there, name him/her, describe him/her through the IC.

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

I was hinting at that since the body that was thrown from the walls disappeared and a barbarian with suspiciously similar injuries turned up in the gatehouse...

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

Festus stood on the ground floor of the gatehouse with his back against the door. Sweat dripped down his face as the tortured screams of the soldiers being slaughtered rippled through the dimly lit room. A look of concern passed across his features.

I have two choices here: I could stay inside here in relative safety, with the gates closing themselves I only have to worry about the ones who have broken through; on the other hand I could run out there and fight alongside the other doomed guard. However, as soon as this door is opened I won’t be able to stay here because there will be people who will have seen it. HE shook his head and sighed, sliding down the door to sit on the floor. “I feel so helpless” he whispered to himself.

Suddenly a wave of sickening energy rolled over Festus and flowed through the building. Seconds after it had passed and the body of the sentry lying in front of him sat up and looked straight at him, giving out a deep and low grown.

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On her perch above the inescapable slaughterhouse, Shreika watched as the wall of steel clad soldiers were met by a flame wielding warlock. The cloaked figure threw great gouts of green fire at the soldiers, the first few of which were stopped in their tracks and were destroyed, Shreika guessed it was the effect of some kind of magical item since after a few volleys vanished a man close to the center of the ranks collapsed, but got up again before once again saving his men from the flames and collapsing again this time unable to stand up without help.

The ranks soon began backtracking towards the keep behind them. This orderly withdrawal soon fell to pieces and the ranks broke as the warlock raised his hand. Fear drove its stake into the hearts of the warriors as they knew they would not be saved from the magic again.

Leaping from the tower, Shreika dived in front of the wall of fire forming into a woman with black, silky wings, clothed in a hooded black robe. As soon as she hit the floor, the Shreika stood up and spread her wings, a plume of black cloud shooting out of her feathers. With this smoke she formed a hasty shield against the flames, letting the void absorb the violent magic. Unfortunately she couldn’t save all of the fleeing soldiers and they fell to the ground, their screams barely leaving their throats before the flames turned them into ash.

The flames subsided and the keep gate had closed, leaving Shreika standing in front of the warlock, her robes leaking a thick black smoke.

A wave of wicked energy then crashed through the castle, hitting the corpses of men and beasts alike, causing the recently deceased to rise once again.

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

It truly is an amazing thing. Although I feel like we should keep any further references to a minimum no after how amazing it could be.

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

A dark set of eyes watched the castle’s defences crumble. A fair hand, felt the rumbling of the earth as thousands of barbarians from the north and soldiers from the south marched onto the slaughterhouse. Two evil creatures, locked in mortal combat were the cause of this butchery, each one incredibly strong and blessed by beings of great power. Yet somehow even still the castle held, the soldiers inside never surrendering.

However, the balance of power had shifted and the spirits had sent their champions in. Shreika was no exception. Embracing the void, she took to the skies in the form of a black bird, a cloud of smoke the only sign of her magical change. Flying over the barbarian horde, a dark sea of rippling muscles and lethal weapons, Shreika watched for the sorcerer responsible for the lethal flames being thrown over the walls. She could feel a great power within the barbarians but could not precisely locate it, all she could do is try to minimise the dame his evil magic caused.

The barbarians within the gatehouse were forced into the castle as the strong gate began to slowly close itself all they needed to do now was to wipe out the poison that was eating away at it from the inside and causing the walls to bleed. The priestess perched upon the south-eastern tower, and watched the death match continue in the courtyard below, praying to the high spirit for its great blessing.

The Bloodstained Flags

Strolling through the door into the meeting room, Wilhelm cast his gaze across the other metahumans gathered there. Walking towards the back of the room he sat down, with his back against the wall. Pulling his mask off of his head, Wilhelm took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. A smile came across his face as his fingertips were coated in a bright flame.

The enemies of the Reich will burn, by his hand or another’s. Just like all the others had.

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

SyrianHamster said
Yeah it's looking that way. I made mention in my post of a Lord Grimhelm coming to Rivergate's aid from another fort, but I don't mind if we're saved by an army of werebears and space gerbils.

I shall begin thinking of something tat could help us that's not too strange or stupid, like for example dragon riding octopus men. That sounds like an amazing idea.

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

I will admit, at this point it seems like the defenders need help asap or else we will be wiped out. I may also make another character.

Battle Stations! - Castle Rivergate

His vision swam as the soldier picked himself off the floor. His shoulder sore from where it had apparently collided with the floor, just before his head had done the same. Spitting blood from his mouth, Festus adjusted his helmet to look at the new enemy and was surprised to see that the barbarian was being fought by a large wounded foreigner wielding the dead guard’s broadsword.

The barbarian had turned towards the new threat thinking that Festus had been incapacitated, and while he was seeing double, Festus could definitely swing his weapon. Taking a deep breath he calmed himself and focused his sight, before silently pulling his shield from his back and unclipping the crow’s beak from his belt. Like this shield this weapon was also his father’s and Festus had taken quite a liking to it. It was a weapon shaped like an axe except instead of a blade it held a long and viciously sharp metal spike which had a large square weight on the back of the spike to help balance the weapon.

Carefully moving towards the barbarian, Festus swung the spike into the back of the barbarian’s knee driving the point into the thick bone. Unable to keep his weight on it the barbarian collapsed onto his left knee, his empty hand stabilising himself and preventing him from falling any further. Twisting its body around on one leg, the barbarian swung his mace backhand into Festus’s shield. Bracing himself against it, Festus was pushed back a few feet but the metal of his shield held and redirected most of the force saving him from harm.

The extension of his arm during the backhand caused a wound on the barbarian’s shoulder to reopen, stitches ripping through the skin and causing dark blood to flow down the muscles of his arm. Lunging forward, Festus brought his crow’s beak in a heavy overhead strike aiming for the kneeling barbarian’s head. The barbarian’s body extended as it was couldn’t dodge the thick spike which easily pierced the skull and dropping the overgrown brute onto his stomach. Pulling the spike from the dead enemy’s head, Festus looked toward the foreigner who saved him.

“Thank you for that, no doubt you saved my life there.” Quickly nodding his head in the giant’s direction. “now let’s finally get that damned gate closed.”

[The Darkest CIty] (City-wide, Gang warfare, Urban Fantasy NRP)

Is this a modern fantasy setting then?

And if so what are the limits when it comes to the specialised units?