When the explosions started, the word "Cluster fuck" was the first thing that came to Isaac's mind. The second was a long the lines of "Shoot damnit!", and that is exactly what he did; Standing up, he began firing into the treeline, in the general direction of where one of the explosions originated.
As the bullets started flying, several of the mages quickly raised there shields, but a few were hit by stray bullets. Luckily, it was nothing a bit of healing magic couldn't handle.
"Keep up the assault! Send them back!"
Vivaz called, tapping his staff on the ground, causing the earth to split open, causing a rock wall to form up around the mages, but still allowing the mages to throw large pulsating balls of energy and fire over the wall, hoping to hit something
Jason had Rolen land the airship in aclearing not far from where explosions were now tearing up the forest. He jumped over the side of the ship with four other elves, Tyrion who wore almost the same armor as Jason and carried a standard assult rifle, Yosac who wore a light padded armor set the would stan up fairly well against bullets but not against melee weapons. He carried a standard issue assult rifle as well along with one of the twins that followed Jason, Faren and Tocan were their names. Taren, the older of the two, had bright blonde hair and carried a flamthrower and armor that could easily withstand fire. As such his armor was blood red and would be easily noticed. Tocan had dark black hair like Jason's, and he too carried a standard issue assult rifle.
Together they crept away from the ship and through the underbrush in the direction of the explosions. Jason's airship took to the sky again and flew West, away from the battle and the enemy airship.
"Alright men, aproach from different angles... we dont want to be ambushed." Jason said queitly as they approached the battle.
His men nodded and dashed off in different directions leaving Jason standing alone in the Jungle. He queitly snuck closer to the battle, and as he approached he saw an enormous dragon like creature rampaging around a few soldiers and mages. He crept closer until he was within firing distance of the drake-creature.
"Team, this is Jason... are you in position yet?" Jason asked over the comm he had between his soldiers.
"Roger, sir we are just waiting for your orders." Came the voice of Tyrion, Jason's friend since childhood and now his navigator.
"Open fire on the drake, even you Taren, and see if we cant bring that to the ground. We will worry about the other men later." Jason replied, raising his rifle and bringing it to face the drakes head.
Moments later fire erupted from the surrounding bushes, all aimed at the drake. As Jason opened fire on the drake he knew it was no use. All their bullets seemed to bounce off its scales.
"Keep it up but dont be stupid, if the beast turns in your direction change position... i dont want any casulties on this mission." Jason said over the comm, continuing to fire at the drake.
My NPC's are okay to kill, just try not to kill them to fast. They should be fairly difficult to kill since they are born in the wilderness. Sorr for the long post as well.
The Blood Lord picked up his sword and started moving to where Cardinal Jon was.
"Good, good." said (nightmare) Faren with his telepathy. "Now make him bleed."
The blood lord had too much mental resistance to be controlled or heavily influenced, but the telepathy was able to lower his morals and increase the temptation to do whatever Nightmare wanted.
All of a sudden, something broke Faren's attention. "Helloooooooo, I'm back."
"What the-- AAAH!" (nightmare) Faren screams as he feels extreme pain in his head.
In Faren's mind:
"I said that you were my *****." said Faren.
"Wait..." said Nightmare. "Let's make a deal."
"Why the hell should I listen to you?" says Faren.
In a very persuasive voice, he says "I would rather there be no bloodshed in our mind--"
"My mind!" Faren yells.
"Fine, your mind. Anyways, the deal is this. If you agree to let me stay in this mind, then I will allow to tap into my power, which will increase your power if you allow me to manifest. However, there is a price--"
Faren listens closely.
"You will lose 10 years of life."
Faren ponders for a moment. More power, but less life. Would it be a good trade-off?
"I will think about it, but I need to be in control so I can assist the peacekeepers." Faren says. "You may stay for the meantime, but in dormancy."
"Very well." Nightmare says.
Back in the real world...
Faren quickly uses his telepathy to get to the Blood Lord. "Stop, don't do this. You have few men left and you are also outnumbered. Leave."
Why is there another Faren? That will be confusing.
As the rock rose up, and fire rained over the top, Isaac sprinted toward the barrier. He figured his best bet to avoid getting hit would be directly underneath the rock.
A few seconds later, he was leaning against the rock wall. His bet had been right, very few blasts stopped so short. He reached down and unclipped a high-fragmentation grenade; perfect for the confined space in the little fortress. He pulled the pin and lobbed it over the wall, aiming for the center of the ring. "Tick, Tick, Tick, Boom! Just like magic." he said as the grenade went off.
Isaac turned. His mech towered over Vivaz, but Vivaz looked equaly dangerous as the large mech. Isaac looked at the man. "If you wish to speak, do so."
Vivaz smiled calmly, raising his hand to the other mage's ordering them to temporarily stand down
"I am Master Vivaz Rawrfl, the leader of the Mages. Considering that neither my nation, nor yours will gain anything out of fighting eachother in this pointless conflict, I was wondering if you'd be interested in an alliance. However, if you are not qualified to make those decisions, I would be more than willing to speak to someone who does"
"So you show your true nature" said Jon, cradling his arm. He knew that to try to escape was madness; he would be cut down in an instant. Instead, he lay back. As the Blood Lord approached, he chuckled slightly.
"How unwise" he said, almost to himself, drawing Fire so fast his hand blurred, and shot Xandus three times in the gut.
Isaac looked at Vivaz. "My name is Isaac. And you are right, I do not have the authority to make that desicion." He said. He glanced up and saw Zues (the blimp) high above. He looked back to Vivaz "But our blimp could take you back to our base. You could find Father Marcus there. He's the leader of the Sons of 0100000101001111 armed forces on this planet. You would want to talk to him if you are looking for an alliance."
"I will wait until this battle is done then to travel to your base. Until then, my people and I would greatly appericate you not shooting at us. Agreed?"
"Fine" Isaac said. He flicked on his radio. "Uh Zues, I have a diplomat here who wants to meet with the Father. I will mark him as a VIP and await extraction, over." Isaac said as he slapped a tracker on Vivaz' arm. "So that you come up as a friendly to our targetting systems" Isaac explained.
"Copy that Bear Trap, we have him on our scopes. Uh, area is too hot for extraction, But we can see another, smaller clearing to the north, about 20 clicks from your current position. We'll mark it as an LZ on your HUD, over."
A small blue blip appeared on Isaac's HUD map. It was a good distance away to the north. "Well," Isaac said to Vivaz, "we can wait for this battle to settle down, or we can start walking. Your call"
Isaac stood back up to his full hieght. The battle had calmed down for a second. "Right lets get out of here" he said as he began walking north towards the clearing edge.
Jason saw his youngest trainee, Tocan the twin, become a blood mess as a dark skinned elf cast a lightning bolt at him.
"IF ANY MORE OF YOU BRIGHT SKINS ARE OUT HERE REVEAL YOURSELVES NOW!" cried the dark skin.
"Stand down, we have already lost one of use... retreat and call in our escape. I will try to hold the dark skin off, come pick me up after you are picked up." Jason said over the comm, glaring at the dark skin with hatred.
Jason burst from the underbrush with a quick dash and sprinted towards the dark skin riding the drakon and jumped into the air, firing an entire clip of ammo at the rider. When his clip was spent he tried tackling the dark elf from the saddle.
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