Dragon Age (recruiting again, started)

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Sevink pulled himself up slowly,slightly cursing at Darius for pushing the elf out of the way.He undid the clips that attached his helmet and turned to Xandus.He grinned,his face still a monstous visage.He didn't like this newcomer,he was an arrogant fool who thought himself a powerful being.In reality,Sevink thought,I could kill and eat him before he realized there was a large chunk of his flesh missing.The team seems to be negotiating now,however,so that course of action will not be brought to fruition.He turned to Neria as she spoke and offered her a health poultice,as she was obviously injured quite badly.Sevink started to wonder how Neria remained beautiful while caked in blood.

 

[Darth Caelum]

Allister looked up at Ashalle and narrowed his eyes. One of the Old Gods? Corrupted by the Maker? Oh....THIS is Certainly going to be interesting. He picked himself up the ground and noticed Neria looking.....bloodied. Having just been through a battle to the Death, Allister's treacherous body could do nothing to him at the moment. However, Allister's mind was working on overdrive.

Analysis: Archon Magus was not present in the Battle. Reaver was a Dominating presence there, while the others all had parts to play. Injection of Poison MAY have allowed Body to Ignore Neria's presence, but is unlikely. Wounds suggest that she had moved further into the woods, as there are no Darkspawn currently behind us. Despite obviously painful wounds, the Archon Mage seems to be ignoring the Pain and seems.....content.

Conclusion: Neria has done Something further into the forest. Something that is either questionable enough, unlikely since I am here, or Secretive enough to warrant none of us knowing. No current lea-......One Lead found. The Intruder's Mother. This...Archon Magus now that I think about it, has a mother who told him to 'Kill any Templars or Mages you don't recognize.' Simply saying that alone is suspicious. Ordering that to your SON, means that you are obviously superior in Power, and either CAN'T do it yourself due to an Illness, or you couldn't be bothered. Lead is very weak as of the moment, but that is the only one I have right now.

Allister sighed and muttered to himself "I'm starting to Hate this shit." Before looking at Xandus and saying "All Right, fine. You have my Respect for Living in a Darkspawn infested Forest and saying that the situation is under control. But....WHY exactly are you here? I mean, why does both your mother, and you, live in a Darkspawn infested Forest?"

 

[The Zango]

While the recruits were arguing with the new appearance, a new threat drew closer. Jason's 'warden senses' picked it up first but he didn't mention it. He wanted to see how the recruits reacted to another ambush.

He could feel the enemies approaching, a large group this time. This would certainly be a test of the recruits mettle.

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Neria gladly accepted the poultice from Sevink with a warm smile but as she took it, a tinge of discomfort and pain swept across her face. She snapped off the arrows that protruded from her shoulder and applied the poultice. The moment it was on she felt it soothing her wounds, already healing them.

However she didn't have much time to thank Sevink, or even give him an inviting look, for no sooner than she had replaced her breast plate, an arrow flew past her head and then a couple more.

They were under attack again.

The small, filthy creatures surged forth from some brush at the opposite side of the gully to where the majority of the recruits were gathered. There were so many of them and Neria could even see a couple taller, more humanoid looking ones. This would be a tough battle.

Spoiler: OoC

Ok time for wave two until Pyro returns. There are many more Spawn this time but yall will be able to take them no problem...Hopefully.

I'll post a paragraph for Neria once someone else has posted.

Enjoy the battle and go Ape-shit guys!

@Lavo and anyone else with Spawn blood: Could you please dispose of the blood somehow? Pyro only wants there to be one vial of blood for him to come back to, he's got something planned for the other two. Thanks guys!

 

[Darth Caelum]

Allister was distracted when even MORE Darkspawn. He smiled and told the others "Let them Get Closer! The Blood from their Fellows still lie on the Ground. I can wipe out a good portion of them if they keep running towards us a little bit more."

He held onto his staff and started summoning Power so as to detonate the Blood when the time was right.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Sevink smile back at Neria,before hearing the whistle of arrows and seeing a few land near Neria.He turned tot he approaching darkspawn and smiled.clipping his helmet into place and flipping his face plate down,he retrieved his sword from the ground and stood next to Allister,adopting a defensive position that would allow him to charge quickly.He held his sword out in front of him like a spear and raised an arm to serve as a shield.He was going to enjoy killing more of these bastards.

 

[The Zango]

Neria ran forward and took a position a little infront of Allister. She impaled her sword in the ground and began firing large, purple bolts of magic into the incoming horde.

The bolts, as large as a child's kickball, with large trails of glittering purple, flew forwards and began impacting the Darkspawn relentlessly. While still casting, Neria watched as the bolts impacted the creatures, blowing holes through them and rending limbs from others.

When she felt her power reserves begin to drain she ceased casting and re-equipped her sword. The bolts had done a decent job, slaying at least six of the thirty of so Darkspawn that assailed them. A decent amount for a initail volley. She could summon more but she decided to conserve her mana for the coming melee.

She rotated her neck, feeling the joints crack and pop satisfyingly. It was almost time to wade in. She cast one more quick spell and after it was done, her skin was no longer fair and radiant. Instead it was a moderately thing layer of stone, solid enough to deflect a badly placed sword or give atleast a severe concussion to anything she struck.

She waited, tense and ready. The second the danger of Allister's passed, she would wade into the thick of the beasts.

'Lets hope the Bloodmage is as good as he seems'

 

[Darth Caelum]

Allister waited for 5 more seconds before he activated the rest of the Blood. The Darksawn Horde faltered a Miniscule amount as they saw red light begin to flash below their feet. Before they could do anything, The Bloodmage smiled and whispered "Kami", the activation word of the spell.

The ground immediately blew up in an explosion of Magic and Blood. The ones standing immediately on top of the Corrupted Ground were broken up into tiny little pieces of Gore. The ones further back 'Only' lost their legs and were crawling still, either at an attempt to bite of the Bloosmagus' arms, or an attempt to escape the Carnage. The Ones even further back only got stunned, fortunate for now until one of his Allies would get to him Allister mused.

The Bloodmage mentally poked Neria and said "Go get em Girl" and told the Reaver "Let loose the Dogs of War or something." as he scouted the Outskirts for anymore Darkspawn.

 

[The Zango]

The blood shot up and the enemy disappeared from view for a brief moment before the gore strewn field of play was revealed once more. Neria steeled herself one last time before charging headlong into the writhing mass of Darkspawn.

One of the large creatures took a large, clumsy swing t'wards her but she deftly rolled under his attack, turned quickly whilst kneeling and thrust her blade into the beasts back, the blade almost glid through the corrupted flesh and she felt it pierce some kind of organ.

This one was done.

Her head turned as a blade came slicing through the air towards her head. She rolled to the side, the blade only glancing her arm and sliced her shield-bearing arm through the air and into the creatures midsection, separating its legs from its torso in a spectacular display of gore.

It was a shame these were not human opponents, for they had the place of mind to try and avoid a sword... That was before they succumbed to her real weapon, her Tevinter fighting shield. Her sword only served as a distraction and weapon of convenience, something to divert the enemies attention before she sliced them into thin strips or severed weakpoints with the razor sharp edges of her shield.

She had been taught well.

She stood and went to battle two more of the fearsome creatures, deftly avoiding their clumsy swings and slicing them up with a grace, only Elves seemed to posses.

Strangely as the blood spilled and she received injury after injury she found a strange feeling coming over her.

She was enjoying herself.

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Sevink smiled,then let loose a defening roar,before charging,he smahed intot he darskspawn and killed and couple on contact before he began to use his sword.Cleaves,both horizontal and vertical,decimated a few group of genlocks and hurlocks before Sevink threw his sword into the ground behind him and flipped up his face plate.He bit randomly,tearing at the darkspawn with his hands,the blades on his gauntlets partly decapitating any who ran into them.this was true battle.This was what he was good at.And Damn,did the darkspawn taste good!

He briefly looked over to Neria to see if she was alright,laughing loudly when he saw her slaughtering the darkspawn using her shield a few feet away.It was magnificent to observe.He turned his head back to his little slaughter paid more attention.He picked a genlock up by the neck and snapped it.Then,using the head as a handle,he began to smash the body into various darkspawn.He always like to use bodies as weapons,it was always very fun.

 

[Darth Caelum]

Allister was still a bit out of it from the after effects of the Poison, so he deliberately kept away from the Majority of the Fighting, setting up on a few meters away from bit the Battle, and the Tree line so that nothing could sneak up on him. He absent mindedly threw a Spirit Bolt now and again into the Crowd of Darkspawn, not really caring who it hit. The Outcome of the Battle was not in doubt, they would Win. It was only a matter of time before it happened.

The Bloodmagus was thinking of other things. Mostly concerned with how Xandus' appearance jarred his plans when a Human Sized Darkspawn snuck up on him and attempted to slice his Body in Half. The Bloodmage saw the Dark Blur coming from his right, he managed to dodge the attack but was hit with a backhand from the Monster's Hilt. The Bloodmage was seperated from his staff as he fell to the ground. He quickly looked up and saw the Monster standing triumphantly, Sword raised in a Killing Blow. Allister was enraged.

Enough

He grabbed hold of one of the Vials of Darkspawn Blood on his belt, and used the Power within it. The Blood broke free from It's Cage and immediately attached itself to the Darkspawn's Arm, where it consequently blew up in a shower of Blood and Gore. The Injured Monster fell back, both from the Concussive shock of the Blast, and from Surprise.

The Bloodmage, eyes focused into a pinpoint of rage, stood up and used his Natural Magic to use a Flamethrower spell, frying his wound shut and denying him the Joy of Bleedin out. "I am Going to enjoy killing You." The Bloodmage said in a Voice tinged with Evil. From the Corner of his eye, he saw 2 more of the Darkspawn coming from his right, hands held onto their Swords. The Bloodmagus was not in them Mood to allow them leniency, and their Foul Jabberings were annoying him. "For the Love of the Old Gods, SHUT UP!" he said as he used the Remaining Blood from the other Vials to fuel his Spell. The Blood broke free and encircled his arm, dancing around it like A School of Fish. The Bloodmagus used the Blood to launch a Prodigious amount of Lightning, tinged with Red, at his Opponents. With the Full Force of his Rage behind him, their Brains were fried from the Sheer Electrical force. All this time, he never stopped looking at the Downed Darkspawn, vainly attempting to get back up.

As the Monster was putting his weight on one leg in an attempt to get up, Allister's yellow eyes flashed and used his Blood Magic to cause a Violent Explosion to occur in his leg. The Now one armed and one legged Darkspawn was writhing on the Ground in pain. The Bloodmagus then spoke in a Clear, Proud tone "Listen here you collection of Meat and Bone." as he used his Magic to stop the Demon from bleeding out. "You know what, I JUST about had it. I was JUST upon the Verge of finding out how to deal with the Archon Magi when YOU appeared!"

He sent a Minor Fireball racing to the Demon's head, permanently burning away his Eyesight. The Darkspawn whimpered pathetically as it attempted to call for help. Allister laughed cruelly at the response and said "What? Do you think your Allies will save you here hmm? They are currently busy being SLAUGHTERED by the others." He used his Magic again, blowing up the Demon's other Leg. The Darkspawn howled again, not having felt this much pain in it's entire existence.

The Bloodmagus raised his hand and used his Natural Magic to let loose a Stream of Lightning from his Fingertips. It collided with the Darkspawn's remaining hand, as the Darkspawn was attempting to blindly ward off the blow he felt was coming. The Discharge left the Arm shriveled and useless. The Bloodmage put his feet upon the Darkspawn's chest and said in a soft and Menacing voice "I know you can hear me. I am quite sure that whoever is controlling your actions can see me RIGHT NOW. Well listen here. I am coming. Tell your....People that I am coming and there is NOTHING you can do to stop me. This....Specimen here, is only the Beginning." He then moved his feet away and lifted his left arm, glowing with Natural Magic. He twitched his power and burned whatever remained of the Darkspawn into an unidentifiable mess.

The Bloodmagus sighed and collapsed on the Ground. Tired from the Exertion of Killing the 2 Darkspawn from earlier and Torturing the other so much that the Psychic presence that was puppetiring them would notice. He looked at his allies and decided to let them deal with the Threat themselves, he was going to sit on a nice rock and enjoy the show.

 

[Crayzor]

Spoiler: OOC

Why do we only need three vials? Don't we need one each, like in the game?

 

[The Zango]

Spoiler: OoC

You pose a very valid question Crayzor and I will answer it to the best of my ability... I dont have a clue, Gm said so and I'm just following orders but you should bring it up with him once he gets back. Its a very good point.

p.s The battle will end once everyone has posted something, after that is some well earnt rest

She traded a few blows with a Genlock before punching it hard in the face with her stone fist, she felt as bone crunched and saw the creature go limp, its face a bloody mask. Neria watched bemusedly as the newcomer attempted to fight off the larger, stronger Darkspawn. He was good, maybe not as good as herself or Sevink but good nontheless.

The creature overcame him however and prepared for a killing blow. She heard as he cried out and decided to intervene. Afterall, having someone indebted to you was a fine way to control them.

She hit the creature with a low power arcane bolt, sending it toppling from the newcomer but otherwise doing little damage. She charged up the hill to face the Hurlock that had regained its footing and was now pacing angrily.

'This one seems smarter'

And indeed it was, for when she attempted to distract it with a sword lunge it simply parried the blow and dodged her main shield attack deftly.

'Nice'

It was now the creatures turn however and it didn't wait around. Its claymore sailed through the air towards Neria's midsection, the power in its swing reduced by its lack of grip, but still enough to cause serious injury.

She jumped back a second too late and as she landed she felt the blade sail through her armour and nick her stomach deeply, parting her flesh and sending a wave of pain over her.

Not the most significant injury but it would slow her nonetheless. The Hurlock swung again, clearly encouraged by its small victory, adding more power to the swing and unbalancing itself in the process.

'Bad move'

She let her legs give way and laid flat on the ground, the claymore swung over her missing wildly. If given the chance, the Hurlock would simply bring it around and finish her.

'Best not to give it the chance then'

She swung out with her sword and watched as the blade embedded itself in the creatures ankle for a second before removing the foot entirely. The Hurlock howled as it toppled to the ground and Neria, quick to put the creature down, leapt to her feet and obliterated its head with a surge of purple light.

She stood there panting for awhile, looking at her injury and comparing it to the Hurlocks.

She was much better off.

After she had gathered herself she turned to the newcomer and extended a hand to him. She bore a warm smile and gave him a comforting look. From his position, she hoped she would look like some kind of guardian angel.

'First impressions, yet again'

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Sevink as sitting down on a rock,surrounded by darkspawn corpses.He nommed on an arm for a bit before deciding to follow Neria to the newcomer,passing her a poultice when he arrived.He observed the elf that had arrived,notcing the fact that he carried both a coupel of swords and a staff.He briefly considered asking him if he was an arcane warrior,but decided against it.He looked like an idiot and considering how he acted and introduced himself,Sevink didn't much care for him.

 

[Shanaar]

Looking at the battle below him, Laurence started to look for a suitable branch from which he could his new bow.
Well I did warn them, it is there decision to ignore me.

Finding one, he went and unslung his bow and notched a arrow. Taking aim at one off the darkspawn, he let loose the arrow.
To short, I should have practised more.

Remembering the lessons taught to him, Laurence fired another arrow at the darkspawn.
Breath in, Breath out, relax, look at the target, not the arrow and shoot

The darkspawn seeing the arrow coming at him at the last moment, tried to raise his shield. When he almost had his shield up, the arrow stuck home, hitting him in the head and killing him.

 

[Lavoscraft]

Spoiler

Well we do have other blood mages with the Grey Wardens, why waste the chance to get the experimenting on?

"Troy, cover Allister make sure he isn't going to get beheaded while he's resting." He said to the younger elf warrior. Darius then shifted to Von. "I need to protect me." He said as he brought out his guitar. The shield bearer raised a brow but kept in front of the bard.

"Oi, boy what do you need me to do?" Asked Duran raising his axe and slamming it into a smaller dark spawn, then repeatly chomping into it with his axe.

"Keep doing that." Darius responded tightening his strings. "Alright they want a show..lets give them a show." He said as his violet eyes glinted with an odd energy. As he began to play a soft tune he began to sing.

Spoiler: Song

Voices of Victory
All Shout and proclaim
The Kingdom of Glory is mine
The Raise of the will are a prophecy filled
I'm the lord of the day and the night

I have nothing to sell but the power of hell
My Armies of fire awaits
I'm here to be paid for the pact that was made
My payments can never be late

Crack the Earth, Gods of Thunder
Man and beast will be torn asunder
Into the Fight I own the right
To be the King of kings

My Enemies rise and look to the skies
They Pray I will never appear
The Light has no meaning
Awake me I'm dreaming
They live in a castle of fear

I summon the demons that live in the wind
As my Chariot strives in the Storm
With the hot blood of Battle
I wait in my saddle
I live and I'll die by the sword

Crack the Earth, Gods of Thunder
Man and beast will be torn asunder
Into the Fight I own the right
To be the King of kings

All the days of his life
He walked without fear
All who's lives he touched
Were made better for knowing him
As he returned goodness with good
So too his justice and retribution unfailing

As my sword is my soul
Then let all who stand before me know
I bring a storm and Magic wind
The Kingdom of the Kings

I summon the demons that live in the wind
As my Chariot strives in the Storm
With the hot blood of Battle
I wait in the saddle
I live and I'll die by the sword

Crack the Earth, Gods of Thunder
Men and beast will be torn asunder
Into the Fight I own the right
To be the King of kings

The song began to increase one's strength, most noticibly in the three around him. Troy began to hit harder as he made his way to Allister. Any darkspawn that neared Von's shield was struck down and killed with an ever powering strike. Duran, began to become stronger, his axe becoming a flurry. A song of courage that granted all those around him strength. For his enemies however the dark spawn would grow warier and became disoriented.

 

[The Zango]

"Yeah I could tell, I just wanted to show off" said Neria with another friendly smile as she applied the poultice Sevink had given her.

'Where does he get these things?'

She saw that the Darkspawn numbers were growing thinner now and there was little need for her to intervene. The few that were left were being engaged either by afar by Darius, up a tree no less other recruits that she had not heard the names of.

Still there was no use being idle, she took some joy when, by a flick of her hand, a Hurlocks blade began to disintegrate in a purple mist mid swing or when she performed a charged up arcane bolt that would send a Genlock sailing through the air, in one piece or no.

She had been impressed by her fellows, particular Sevink. Even though she had surmised his skills when they had first met, she was still pleasantly surprised by his performance.

Thinking of her companions reminded her of something and she looked, fleetingly over the Allister. She doubted he would attempt anything after the battle, his energy drained and himself injured but then again, she wasn't in tip-top condition either. She would have to be careful.

And so she began to rein in her natural energy, giving off less signals and practically fading into the background. She'd heard tales of Chasind hunters using the technique to track wild animals, letting them sneak close enough to grab the creature without it becoming aware. The skill worked well enough for her and soon she found herself a decent distance away from the others and she was sure she hadn't been spotted.

That left one final thing to do. She concentrated on the Bloodmage and used a small amount of her already drained energy to telepathically send him a message.

'Are you coming or what?'

 

[DragonofDecay86]

Spoiler: OOC

I got to a computer sooner than i thought, so if you can catch me up to speed and i can move this ahead.