Erich Grimhelm watched passively as the 11th Auxillery Legion was consumed in flames. A thousand men and women, screaming a perfect symphony of anguish. The Hellish quoir washing over him; he paid it little heed. With a grunt, he looked over at the Signal's Master.
"We wait," he said. The Signal's Master complied, ordering the musicians to play a monotone tune. The legionnaires of the 16th Legion halted their march, and brought their shields to bear. No one moved, no one spoke. The only sound was the distant battle of Castle Rivergate, and the crackling emerald flames.
"You can protect us from this?" he asked, not taking his gaze off the monstrosity storming towards his army. The barbarians tailing behind.
Antonius stroked his pencil-thin beard, and nodded after putting to rest some inner turmoil, "yes, I can."
"Tell me, who is the Emperor's Bane? I remember only fledgling reports," Erich enquired curiously.
The Imperial Wizard shifted uncomfortably in the saddle, "he was a man once. One of His Late Majesty Tiberius II's greatest mages. His name is Rinack. A war hero, really; his history is a rich tapestry of glorious victories in service to Tiberius II."
"And what happened?"
Antonius shook his head, "I know not. I was but a boy when, a hundred years ago, the Wizardry Council was ordered to exterminate him on the order of Tiberius II. There was a great battle, and many of my Order were slain in defeating him. The facts surrounding the Emperor's order to execute him have been lost - destroyed, most probably. All I know is broken pieces of his history. A powerful mage. A glorious hero of the Empire. A fugitive. An enemy. Everything else is hear-say."
Erich mused at this, "could we treat him to a parley? See if we can, come to some kind of compromise? With the Emperor's outlawing of offensive magic, I'm sure we could turn over those responsible for wronging him to his mercy."
The Wizard shook his head, "I cannot sense what he is thinking."
"So?"
"I cannot sense anything - it's like he's not even there. This worries me more than anything; no living mortal, no matter how powerful, should represent a void to my mind's eye," replied the Wizard, sweat driving down his forehead in droves.
Erich shook his head, and clasped his hands. "It matters not, Magnus. Protect my men from his fire, and they'll bring him down. Let him come, just a little closer, in javelin range. We'll see how this Rinack likes the taste of magebane steel."
"It wont be enough," said Antonius, "this is no amateur hyped up on their new found powers; this is Rinack. He brought the Empire to its knees before he was subdued - your magebane weapons will be of little use."
"Then we turn back, and let him savage what is left of our people?"
"No. Let him exhaust himself, I may be able to overcome him. It will cost many, many lives," finished Antonius, dismounting his horse. "Fetch my staff, and pray for the Emperor's swift delivery in this fell-matter."
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On second thoughts, there is 8 of us. That's a good number, right? Map's updated. Ready to go when you guys are.
Work_U_Dumb said
Was i excepted.
Excepted... if I was in a bad mood, I'd beat you over the head with an Oxford dictionary. As it happens, my life is okay at the moment, just sailing along quite nicely.
If you look below the map, you'll see an "accepted players" hider. You will find your name listed there, alongside a link to your survivor sheet and the colour designating your place on the map.
The map hasn't been updated yet. It's ready to go up, but I thought I'd better leave it a bit to save from having to keep updating it. Let everyone throw their cards down etc, ya know?
Fluffy Warlord said
I don't think so, seems completely original to me.
It's okay, I think my next entry will be human-sized cocaine addicted hamster with a taste for flesh.
Wraithblade6 said
Guys with green fire, witches, wizards, dragon-warriors... I don't even know who to kill first!!
I thought about throwing an octopus dragon riding assassin into the mix, but was worried someone had already thought of it.
Raptorman said
I do have a spot correct? I just haven't finished an ooc sheet yet.
Of course. Take your time. Although I'll have to close the RP soon, getting pretty crowded up in here.
We have a nice item spread though, so far so good.
Skylar said
Hey, I'm all for having a neighbor close at hand! Might be fun to have two groups splinter off of the same crash!
I'm happy for that to be the case, if both parties agree.
"Send them a volley," grumbled Erich to his Signal's Master.
"Right you are Consul," the man replied. He turned to a waiting group of military musicians and nodded. "Archers, if you will gentlemen."
At once the small band blew a brief tune of musically enhanced notes; a soft melody, lasting only a few seconds, sounding better suited to a ball room than a battleground.
The archers of the 11th Auxiliary raised their bows as one. A few seconds passed, and then the air shook briefly as a thousand bows let forth their volley of death. The barbarians, running across the open ground and ill protected from such a strike, stumbled and lurched as their flesh was perforated. Before they could recover, another series of trumpets sounded their sweet song of doom. More arrows, blotting the sun, fell upon the savagemen once more. Hundreds dead or injured - grievous casualties taken so suddenly, was enough to frighten any army. Not these warriors though, they were only enraged by it. They stormed forwards. The archers of 11th Auxiliary released yet another curtain of steel-tipped slaughter.
A channel of emerald flame erupted from their masses. It reached around fifty feet in the air, and then with a deafening explosion, the sky became a beautiful tapestry of spurting fire and charred wood. The arrows fell to the ground, smouldering on the grass. The auxiliaries hesitated, before drawing another volley - the channel of flame came again, but this time, at them.
"I can stop that Consul, but it will drain me," warned Antonius, flexing his fingers in preparation to erect a barrier.
"Don't bother," replied Erich smugly.
Raising an eyebrow at the Consul, Antonius felt the burning need to ask, "what?"
"They're only auxiliaries, don't worry. We have reserves," said Erich bluntly.
The Imperial Wizard grimaced as the column of flame struck the centre of the loosely organised archers, and then exploded. The earth trembled, and visible shock waves sent man and bow flying feet in the air. Such power! Antonius gulped; there was no way on the Emperor's good earth that he could defy such a man.
The surviving auxiliaries, reeling from the attack, clambered to their feet under the vicious barks of their Centurions. Within moments, another volley went up, but this time concentrated on the source of the green fire. Erich squinted as he focused on the dark shadow of arrows falling down on a distant figure of billowing robes. He noted that the barbarians had given this fellow a wide birth; fearful of his power, more than of the missiles coming hurtling towards him.
"Right you are Consul," the man replied. He turned to a waiting group of military musicians and nodded. "Archers, if you will gentlemen."
At once the small band blew a brief tune of musically enhanced notes; a soft melody, lasting only a few seconds, sounding better suited to a ball room than a battleground.
The archers of the 11th Auxiliary raised their bows as one. A few seconds passed, and then the air shook briefly as a thousand bows let forth their volley of death. The barbarians, running across the open ground and ill protected from such a strike, stumbled and lurched as their flesh was perforated. Before they could recover, another series of trumpets sounded their sweet song of doom. More arrows, blotting the sun, fell upon the savagemen once more. Hundreds dead or injured - grievous casualties taken so suddenly, was enough to frighten any army. Not these warriors though, they were only enraged by it. They stormed forwards. The archers of 11th Auxiliary released yet another curtain of steel-tipped slaughter.
A channel of emerald flame erupted from their masses. It reached around fifty feet in the air, and then with a deafening explosion, the sky became a beautiful tapestry of spurting fire and charred wood. The arrows fell to the ground, smouldering on the grass. The auxiliaries hesitated, before drawing another volley - the channel of flame came again, but this time, at them.
"I can stop that Consul, but it will drain me," warned Antonius, flexing his fingers in preparation to erect a barrier.
"Don't bother," replied Erich smugly.
Raising an eyebrow at the Consul, Antonius felt the burning need to ask, "what?"
"They're only auxiliaries, don't worry. We have reserves," said Erich bluntly.
The Imperial Wizard grimaced as the column of flame struck the centre of the loosely organised archers, and then exploded. The earth trembled, and visible shock waves sent man and bow flying feet in the air. Such power! Antonius gulped; there was no way on the Emperor's good earth that he could defy such a man.
The surviving auxiliaries, reeling from the attack, clambered to their feet under the vicious barks of their Centurions. Within moments, another volley went up, but this time concentrated on the source of the green fire. Erich squinted as he focused on the dark shadow of arrows falling down on a distant figure of billowing robes. He noted that the barbarians had given this fellow a wide birth; fearful of his power, more than of the missiles coming hurtling towards him.
Sovi3t said
Crash Site: 18
Already claimed buddy, could you please choose another? There's a huge selection.
ShinySurskit said
Are we allowed playing two separate nations? Or would we be allowed to play another that "crashed later and is less advanced but starts with more stuff to balance it" if and when it is defeated? Or would we just be eliminated if and when our colony is defeated?
Undecided. I don't want to see this RP spiral into a 'game', where someone tries to 'win'.
At the moment, I'm considering having a second island, where survivors that are eliminated, can come back on.
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