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BECAUSE I AM SWITCHING ACCOUNTS TO POKE, THIS ACCOUNT WILL NOW SERVE AS A MEMORIAL TO THE ONLY KING THAT MATTERS.


Ostarion, the Skeleton King

"Bone is strongest where it's mended."

The victim of a longevity spell that backfired, the Skeleton King Ostarion has built an empire from the bones of his enemies. He lives only to extend his reach, for as long as he is perpetually building and adding to his domain he cannot die. The walls of his palace are formed of fired bone; the streets are paved with bones of every sort of creature and every enemy; and even the wood and other natural features of his land have been swept away and replaced with replicas formed of bone. From the Ivory Forest to Ostarion's towering Throne of Bone, nothing happens in the Empire of Bones without the full knowledge of its Skeleton King.


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Zarkun said
Cool. Next question then. Where are the Ragged Brotherhood RPers?


Still here, just planning stuff.


The boat was approaching the coast of Akane Beach quickly, the members of the Brotherhood had successfully taken all of Aroway's Lacrima, and had also left it in desolation, the latter of which could have been prevented had the island's people not been so ignorant to the Brotherhood's cause. Aedius turned around, looking at the remaining skeletons which were meant to unload the Lacrima. They began to take the Lacrima from inside of the ship, and put it on the deck for the impending arrival of the boat on shore.

Finally reaching the beach, Aedius was the first to step off of the boat, alongside the skeletons, which had finished moving the Lacrima onto the deck, and now proceeded to put the Lacrima on shore. The remaining Ragged Cultists, also helped the skeletons do this.

"We retrieved the Lacrima." Aedius said, smirking for a split-second, before walking off in the direction of the Ragged Brotherhood's main headquarters. He was not going to bring the Lacrima there himself, as that would take much longer than simply going to get more cultists.


"Help would be appreciated." Aedius said. "Running around tends to get boring."

Aedius turned around, jumped backwards and prepared for even more conflict. So far, the skeletons he had been summoning were doing menial tasks such as loading Lacrima. And easy tasks, such as murdering defenceless villagers - hence they were weaker than what he would normally create. Aedius decided that he needed to be more serious, especially when he took into consideration the fact that the 8 members which came here were meant to be representing the Brotherhood. The morale-boosted necromancer clicked his fingers, and seven magical seals appeared on the ground. Three were red, and two were white. After a few seconds, the undead once again raised from the ground beneath.

There were three skeletons of the Burning Legion. One wielded a flaming bow which seemed to ignite the arrows it used. Retreating backwards it prepared to fire a shot at the guild's master.

Another was using a flaming spear. It stood - unmoving, awaiting the action of the enemy.

The final skeleton of the division was dual wielding axes. As with all the skeletons in this division, the axes were on fire also. It wasted no time in diving into battle with vigour, entering the fray by making several slashes in the direction of the guild master.

The two skeletons from the wandering legion would wield swords and shields. They joined the axe-wielding skeleton in the assault, and made several slashes alongside it.

Aedius himself didn't actually do anything this time. He planned to jump in if things went wrong - which was unlikely.


The molten skeletons continued to search for villagers, however their additional orders also gave them a reason to begin burning the the the trees down, which spread fires much quicker. Survivors would likely be killed in a much more horrible way. The skeleton which was chasing the villager was temporarily knocked down, with it being a weaker summon used for killing regular people. Despite this, it kept giving chase, and the villager eventually tired, making it easy for the skeleton to deliver the final blow.

"It must be enraging that you will likely run out of magical energy before I do." Aedius said, briefly smirking before returning to his lack of expression.
"The fact that you still believe I'm a priority target, whilst the village is being razed? Amazingly foolish, as I'd expect from a guild master." He continued. His power definitely came from his unwavering faith in the Brotherhood, and the fact that he was able to back up these beliefs with his own army, this is the power which allowed him to be classified as one of the Twin Enforcers. He continued to run around, occasionally jumping off of low cliffs, and running up hills on the island, just to make things difficult.


Aedius knew that the skeletons had died, which was exactly what he wanted to happen, he had passed many buildings, and make turns in different paths. It was essentially impossible to follow him at this point, which is what made his next operation all the more effective. Held his hand up high once more, and purged the Burning Legion skeletons of their magical energy, causing fiery explosions in a moderate radius. He then created more; putting his hand on the ground and creating multiple red magical seals, this time around five. Aedius had no reason to create a huge army of skeletons as he normally would - such a display of power only happened when the first ordained it. Five skeletons of the Burning Legion appeared this time. And Aedius sent them in different directions - now filled with orders to not only kill survivors, but to set alight houses also.

Then he saw something. It was a villager, who had managed to hide throughout all of this. The villager didn't see him, but Aedius definitely did. He sent one of the skeletons after the man, and upon seeing the flaming skeleton, the villager sprinted away to the east, out of the village and towards the plains.

Aedius himself, without anyone seeing him, entered the forest.


"Hm. The First has a magic similar to that; yet his is far superior." Aedius said, watching the movements of the intruder.

"I don't require magic to kill you, but that's irrelevant. You are over there. I am over here. That aura is to far to affect me. And it will remain so. Why? Because you'll have to keep the aura up while running." He paused, and pointed to the village.

"I'm going to murder any and all survivors in this pitiful village." He said. "And you, receive the privilege of watching me do so." The two skeletons which had been thrown overboard had outlived their usefulness, and Aedius purged them of their magical energy, destroying them. He placed his hand to the ground, and two red magical seals appeared on the ground.

"Ryze." He said. Two red magical seals appeared on the ground, and from them came large pillars of fire. When the fire disappeared, there were two red, burning skeletons armed with swords and axes. Aedius smiled for a very brief second.

"This is hell's legion...the burning legion, just to keep you on your toes. Can you afford to only chase one of us?" With that, Aedius and co. rushed into the village once more, all three of them going in different directions to find and slaughter survivors.


"True, we did not have to, but I gave them the order to so, because I wanted them to." Aedius said to the girl approaching the ship.
"You may believe that you can avenge the fools on this island by killing me, but in reality, you can't. For two reasons: One, I am currently calm and you are currently blinded by rage. Two, I'm immortal." The second reason was a lie, but what Aedius was about to do would make it all the more believable. "Let me demonstrate." He said, taking the katana off of his back. He called over one of his many skeletons, and gave the katana to it. He then said something inaudible to the skeleton, and then sat on the sand. The skeleton wasted no time, and cut Aedius' head off.

Blood spewed from where his head originally was, his body dropped to the ground, and his eyes were closed. The skeleton which committed the deed stood silently. It knew what would happen next. To anyone who was watching's horror, his body twitched, and seemingly stood up by itself. It pick up his head, and put it back on. The wound which he had sustained disappeared, and he stared at the girl who attacked the ship. He never said anything, he was all too aware of how disturbing the ordeal could be to others - which is why he does it. His magic was what allowed him to do this type of thing and survive with ease, but Arc of undeath was a long forgotten magic, and essentially unknown to most, if not all magic users.

In the time it took to do this, the other skeletons had been preparing the boat again, alongside the cultists who were not missing, Aedius' demonstration had allowed them to get the work done on the boat, and they began to sail further down the beach, away from the attacking female. Aedius stood in the way of her approach. Taking the katana from the skeleton which he gave it to, he asked the question.

"This is going to take much longer than you may wish. You've insulted The First, and must be punished. So tell me:

Do you like the undead?"


Aedius enjoyed how the process was going along, and was curious as to what vehicles The First would use the Lacrima on. Until quite a bit of it was swept away by a huge quantity of water. Four of the six skeletons managed to hold on to to the boat, preventing their fall, the rest of the skeletons had fallen into the water, although they wouldn't suffer any ill-effects from this, as they didn't breathe. The Lacrima itself was being stored within the ship's storage, and was safe from the assault.

Aedius turned around to see who performed the assault on the ship, which was the equivalent to defying The First, and saw a blonde female. He looked at her, and then looked at the boat, and looked at her, and looked at the boat, and continued with this for a few minutes before finally speaking.

"Why." He said in a demanding tone, rather than a questioning one. He assumed that he would have to fight in the name of The First's mission, and was prepared to do so, albeit non-enthusiastically.


Aedius arrived at the boat with his skeletons and Lacrima in tow. He waved to the cultists which were at the boat. There were four now, meaning that two had gotten somewhere. It didn't matter, they were nameless, faceless and expendable, and there were many more to join in on future mission. For now though, the collection of the Lacrima was the highest priority. Aedius issued another order - this time to his skeletons.

"Load the Lacrima onto the boat." He said. The skeletons obeyed, and began to load the Lacrima onto the boat, they would be done before long. He called out to Arkya. "Did you ready the boat?" He asked. It was actually the second cultist which was preparing the boat, but Aedius has forgotten this in the time it took to travel from the town to the boat.


"This has gone along smoothly." Aedius said to his skeletons. They didn't really understand, nor did they have the ability to reply very well. But it was still nice to talk to them every once and a while.

He received a another call from the communications Lacrima. It was one of the cultists who was watching the citizens of Aroway. "Sir, what about the citizens? We have nowhere to put them, and we've already killed their leader." There was an extremely long pause. "Sir?" The cultist asked.

"...Kill them all too." Aedius replied, in a flat tone. He felt they had outlived their usefulness also - assuming they had any. The main goal was to retrieve the Lacrima, and Aedius had done that. Had the villagers sided with the Brotherhood, they would have been allowed to live, and would have been better off in terms of resources, with the addition of the Brotherhood's protection.

The cultists then executed the villagers one by one, regardless of gender or age. Once this was done, Aedius gave another order. "I asked Arkya to prepare the ship, but she hasn't replied. One of you do it."

The cultist accepting the communication Lacrima calls went over to the boat, and began preparing the boat for departure. The rest also went to the boat, and one was forced to drag along the cultist who had strangely fallen asleep.
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