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MasterOfMetal said
Then, the sky broke open in a glorious sound.Horns of the hunt joined together with the horns of war.Lightning flashed, and in the one moment the night was lit up, a man could be seen standing above the nearby forest, his face, the skull of a stag.He pointed his spear towards the town. then he was gone.Seconds later, the ground shook with a thousand paws, claws and hooves.From the edge of the forest, Beasts in every size rushed forward, charging the dark hordes.A second flash of lightning, and next to the farmer stood the mighty hunter, clad in a thick brown fur.In one hand his spear, in the other, a great horn of bronze."Just like the times of old brother! "The God of the wild raised the horn and blew it.An ear shattering echo rang through the land.The dark hordes stopped in their tracks for a moment, for the mortals they were slaughtering stopped running and screaming.They all stood still, and listened.Than the villagers sank to the ground for one shivering moment, before rising up to face the ghouls.They were more that just men now, for their bodies pumping with strength, their hands grew to claws, their teeth were sharp."I like a fair fight" grinned the Wild Wanderer as the creatures of the woods reached the ghoul filled streets."Jade, use your strengths, do what you feel is right, your mind is sharp. Whatever you do, pure evolution is your ally, you will excel and adapt." the rave told her with empty eyes.'Your body will follow your mind' the rave whispered now with his own voice'

"Ah! This will be a good fight!" Valios said cutting down multiple of the peasants, they may have been given the powers of a beast but they wee still peasants with no combat experience prior. Valios however had and he was now the champion of Death which filled him with power no mortal could truly understand "You will know endless torment!" he yelled fiercely at the peasants scaring a few of them to another opponent

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MasterOfMetal said
Than they sank to the ground for one shivering moment, before rising up to face the ghouls.They were more that just men now, for their bodies pumping with strength, their hands grew to claws, their teeth were sharp.

Is it the peasants or the undead who now have the claws?

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LordMarwain said
It was chaos in the streets surrounding the temple. Ghouls, banshees and wraiths all feasting on the people walking through the streets. A single druid appeared and started cutting down the horrifying creatures with his scythe. He went trough them with his weapon like he was harvesting grains. More druids came walking trough the streets, protecting the villagers. But they could not keep up with the amount of terrifying creatures that were appearing. A voice echod through the streets, then rising up into the sky. "Brother, Arcturius, The Doctrine of the Three, I call for you. We have to protect this city or it will be no more."

Valios leapt down from the steps making a few of the villagers scream in terror and others claw at the walls trying to escape. But Valios cared little for them, it was what was happening outside was what interested him as he was hearing quite a commotion coming from there. He swung the doors open and saw and a wondrous sight, a somewhat epic if not small battle between his new unholy friends and group of strangers in cloaks wielding some very large scythes. He strode down there and began to slash at the druid-people enthusiastically.

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Berdagon said
Jormen jumped when the silver tree bursts from the fire. When he saw the fire colored flowers he became uncertain. Was it than that Haedorman created it, and not some other deity? No, it could not be. If he had to guess it would be Tavron, the gardener, who granted him the rose. Jormen chose to continue the challenge. “A beautifull work of art, Haedorman. You are indeed a generous host.”Jormen held the original rose firmly in his hand. “Is there anyone who thinks he can do better than our host? Let’s make it a challenge or a bet of beauty and amazement!” Jormens eyes grew wide when the enormous flowers sprung up around him. Not only was it a display of godly might, but also a sing of great beauty. A tear welled up in the old man’s eyes. It was quickly wiped away. There is no time to be sentimental. This is a great opportunity. Tavon’s offer was very tempting, but more could be won here. “Tavon! I thank you for your gifts and miracles! I also thank you for picking up Haedorman’s chalange. A game of miracles would be dull with only one player.”Jormen turned to Haedorman. “However, if I am not mistaken, Haedorman may now reply to your miracle, Tavon. So, deceiver, show us how you could do better than the gardener!” “I doubt he can” he whispered to Tavon, smiling broadly as he did.

Haedorman scoffed at the sight, it was pretty to be sure but no where as gorgeous as he his own creation "You were always one to show off weren't you Tavon?" He said which was fairly ironic. Haedorman was silent for a few moments thinking of what to conjure up next for this dammed mortal, then he lazily moved his hands about and the silver tree warped and twisted once more, growing to a great height and when it stopped it was clear what shape it had took, one of a woman who was not at all modestly dressed. That would have been enough for the mortal but Haedorman knew that Tavon would beat him again and so he waved his hands once again. The lady trees leaves rustled to wind which was not there and the trunk ached as though it were falling "Hello Jormen" was the sound that left the tree ladies lips

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Berdagon said
It's the idols of the divine. My old Skald is just trying to take it as far as possible.

Damm that man!

LordMarwain said
Not all miracles need to contain flowers. And there are also multiple fights going on. The boy vs cc. The battle around the temple against the god of terror.

Yes I know

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This rp has pretty declined into "Who's the best gardener? 2014"

Academy (third times a charm) REBOOT!

Oh I never said you weren't

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Valios felt the dark energy flow through his veins. He was no longer scared by the death god, no, now he wanted to be even more like him if this is what power he had. Where all his old possessions had gone he did not know but as he look over what he now had he found that he did not care in the slightest. When he looked up he saw that his new ally had vanished, Valios turned around and stretched out his arms to let the peasants feel his new dark embrace

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So im pretty much

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