Join the Undead hordes as they battle each other in the War for dominace.
The Dark Hordes of lord Zork
Totaly sinister and vile , the Dark Hordes have waged War for there entire existence. With magical energy flowing through there Skeleton bodies and a near endless supply of troops the Dark Hordes will happily send thousands of their troops to death in order to wear down the enemy.

Level 1: Skeleton
Level 2: Skeleton
Level 3: Ghoul
level 4: Great Ghoul
Level 5: Bone King
Level 6: Bone Lord


Kroickth Conclave
The newest of the Undead armies , the Kroickth seek redemption for there past crimes. Lead by Wizard Queen "Kethouis" the army has dedicated there "New life" to defeting Zork.

Level 1: Knoith Warrior
Level 2: Knoith Captin
Level 3: Elite Warrior
level 4: Elite Captin
Level 5: Death Knight
Level 6: Death King/Queen



The Xe'forith are little more than Ghosts and Zombies that are being used by Necromancer lord "X'thoisuis". With Magic and Arcane War-machines at there side they are a force to be feared.

Level 1: Zombie
Level 2: Zombie Captin
Level 3: Soul warden
Level 4: Soul catcher
Level 5: Master Ghoul
Level 6: Ghoul Commander


You must choose one of the following races , you start of at level and continue to level up through backstory posts about your characters life and decide what you do by voting when in situations that all players are in such as

• A : Attack the Zombies
• B : Run away!

This is just an example of situations which you must decide what to do, after an important situation you will level up.

Important situations involve you making decisions that will affect your quest for glory such as leaving the planet or blowing up a city.
Character Profile
Name
Personalty
Story
Past Life
Equipment

Old life races (One must be chose)
Ork
Human
Elf
Drake

Hmm could I be a Kroickth Conclave please.

Name: Zardath

Personality: Cold, ruthless, thoughtful, carefully thinks of who his allies and foes are from past experience.

Story: As soon as he was undead, Zardath pledged his allegiance to Kethouis as she was one he Zardath thought was a great leader. He nearly always practises his combat skills when possible. Because of this he has been put in charge of his own group of Warriors, and now he further wishes to show his ability to all around. He never speaks of his past "life".

Past Life: He lived in a happy family, but his brother was always greedy and selfish. One day Zardath found his parents brutally beheaded, and he later found out that his own brother had done it for money and personal items. So he sought out his brother and eventually found him with a group of shady followers. Zardath attacked them, and fought until they were all dead, even his brother. But as soon as the fight had ended he had noticed that his brother had poisoned him, and he died, a slow and painful death.

Equipment: Light armour, two long steel blades in each hand, bow and arrow.

Past life race: Elf

Zardath and his troops stride through the forest. Aware of the foul Creatures that constantly surroned them but soon spot a small Undead Village up ahead
A: Cheack it out
B: Leave it , could be a trap

A "Move up, quickly and quietly to the village."

A "Move up, quickly and quietly to the village."

Skeletons guard the village carrying rusted blades and tools.
A: Attack
B: Dont

A "They should be easy prey."

The Skeletons spot the aproching enemy and prepare to defend
A: Attack
B: Retreat

A "Take them out!!!"

The Skeletons engage in combat but fall quikly as the Magic sustaning them Fades.
A:Search VIllage
B: Dont

PS when are you going to post in a Galxy at War?

A "Search for things of interest, be quick."

More armoured Skeletons emerge from the buildings carrying spears and sythes.
"Drive them away!"
A: Fight the Skeletons
B: Retreat

I'll join!

Felis Drydas

Silent, plotting, usually in the corner, chair tipped back, drinking his ale silently.

Once a powerful life magic user, he was swayed when a man only by the name of "The Deceiver" came to his town. Soon after, he was arrested and put to death for the brutal murders of 10 orphans. 500 years later, he was resurrected by the Kroickth to be their healer, as a chance at redemption. Whether Felis will redeem himself, or follow the path of damnation, lies with him, and him alone.

Past Life: Elf

Equipment: Twin Short Swords, Bandages, fairy wings, Cloth of the Immortal Enchantress, an unknown object in a black bag around his neck, Light armor, and a satchel of blinding powder.

Felis and a group of Undead Knights battle Skeletons as they emerge from the ground.
A: Countinue Fighting
B: Retraet

A "Take em down! Now!!!"

B: We need to retreat to heal and prepare more fighting.

Zardath and his followers fight off more Skeletons eventully encountering thier leader. The Black Knight.
"You shall not defeat the Black Knight , I have slain thousands of Warriors in my first life and you will become the first victim of my new crusade of death.."
"So be it"
Zardath and the Black Knight endgage in a duel.
The Black Knights arm is sliced off.
"I have bested you Black Knight"
"It's just a flesh wound!"
The Black Knight charges forward but is decapatated causing the Skeletons to collapse
Free option
Felis and his zombie Warriors begin to heal them selfs by devouring fleash
A: Raid Graveyard ; Gain more troops
B: Raid Church : Gain new weapons

I'll post tomorrow, sorry but a bit busy right now

cn i join?

"Search the village, anything of interest I want to know about!"

Tyranic Marta wrote:cn i join?

Yes any one can join.

"So it seems Zorks followers are not as strong as I thought"
One Remaining Skeleton seems to return to its past life by Cleaning away it's breathens remains while Zardath and his Guard find new Weapons
A: Summon the Skeleton
B: Leave

Note: If you Summon the Skeleton it becomes your slave

A "I shall summon you to my side"

Character Profile
The skeleton dudes
Name: Atrum Animus
Personalty: Completely mad and insane, prone to outbusts of violence and conversly times of extreme calm and serenity, he still thinks sometimes that he is human but this is eclipsed when he looks down at his hands, this inevitably sends him furthur into his insane mind.
Story: As a young child he grew up in fear of the skeletons, his family fought them as the living do and for many bitter years he went to sleep with a mace in his hand, one night his family was attacked and he was killed in his sleep, upon waking he found himself as that which he once feared, the anguish of this sent him completely mad, in his disbelief and grief he fought against his own family believing them to have betrayed them, with their blood on his hands he lives his sleepless existance in constant turmoil and agony, however because of his insanity he very rarely realises that his emotion go to that place and he ignores them completely.
Past Life: Atrum was once known as Logan Quickstep, but after his death he renamed himself Atrum Animus which means darksoul. As a teenager Logan was adept with the mace, living by the axiom, you can cut the flesh but you must crush the bone, this led to hm being a brutal fighter against his skeletal foes and he gave no quater as he knew he would be given none, in his early 20's his family met anouther roving family and he fell in love with their daughter, they lived together fighting the hordes for many years, even after both of their families were killed in a great fire he fought on, however on the night that he died, his wife and 2 young sons were sleeping peacefully in there tent and he was killed and turned without them noticeing, after this the grief of the change sent him to madness, half of his mind thought his family had betrayed him the other half hoped they would be turned if he killed them as well, and so he butchered his family in their sleep, when the necromancer who turned him refused to turn his family he murdered the sorceror, and became an unbound skeleton, wandering for an eternity with only his own isane mind for company.
Equipment: Patched leather armour and a long handeled mace. When Aimus was turned into an undead he had massive magical power invested in him to prevent other magicians to have control over him or be able to damage him, as a result of this he is immune to magic.

Old life races: human

Write me in when able ay

Atrum along side many other Skeletons begin to attack a Outpost guarded by Zombie-Orcs and Trolls
A: Flank em
B: Charge

Zardath now controls the Skeleton
A: Return to the Fort
B: Raid Graveyard

A: *Gibbering* "what does he say master?"
"no shut up!"
"I thought i told you two to stop bickering"
"You dont tell us what to do!"
"Yeah what he said"
"I said"
"You said"
"Look trolses"
"and orrrrrrrkses"
"smash them"
"crush them"
"rip them limb from limb
"but they is zombieses"
"flank them"
"you was always smart"
"thankyou"
"not you him"
"me?"
"yes you"
*gesturing madly behind him* "follow me"
"what he said"
"i said"
"you said"...

(its all one dude btw)

I'll raid the church.

The Church Doors are destroyed but Ghouls await them
A: Fight them
B: Retreat

The Orc and Troll Zombies are killed
Free option

B "Lets take a look at their graveyard. Battle formation! They will almost definitely have resistance."

The Graveyard is massive spaning sevrel miles and has multiple guard towers. Skeleton Warriors and Necromancers guard it.
A: Return to base to gain more forces
B: Steathly infeltrate

"soft and squiiishy"
"dont touch it"
"but its squiiishy"
"it could hurt"
"shut up"
"what he said "
"i said?"
"he said"
"I said?"
"you said"
"prod and poke"
"kick and smoke"
*lights a corpse on fire* "burn and choke"
"rip your throat"
*meaningless gibbering*
"that was fun"
"it was"
"it was as well, it was as well"
"what we do now"
"whats that he wonders?"
"who wonders?"
"i wonder?"
"no you wonder"
"but i said it!!"
"shutup"
"what he said"
"i said"
"you said"
"go there"
"here?"
"no there"
"here?"
"yes there"
*gestures again* "this way clankies"
*begins to move towards the smoking ruins of a township*
"all is fun when we're at war"
"yesyesyes"
"but why we fight these funny things?"
"i dont know maybe cause theyre funny"
"wait, i think i remember something"
"shut up"
"no you shut up"
"shut up both of you i think i remember our name"
"i remember our name"
"you do?"
"yup"
"what is it then?"
"richard"
"no"
"tommy?"
"no"
"just shut up"
"what he said"
"i said?"
"you said"....

B "Quietly and carefully..."

The Group assaninate patrols and destroy weapon stocks.
A: Countinue
B: Return to base

(assuming thats for me?)

A

"forward"
"yes"
"quickly"
"lets go"
"cmon"
"stop orderin me around"
"why?"
"you annoy.... what do you mean why?!!!! because i said so"
"fine then"
"fine yourself"
"cmooon"
"we're walking were walking, keep up you lot" *looking behind him seeing the skittering mass of skeletons behind somewhat*

Your Options are
A: Return to base
B: Raid Docks

A "I want this whole area under our control"

Zardath ambushes a group of Skeleton Warriors defeting them
A: Find Necromancer
B: Leave

A "Find him..."

The Necromancer along side sevrel Elite Skeletons
A: Direct attack
B: Stealth

Ok same thing for my last post but directed to the docks

V "Lets draw him out. Seperate him."

The Undead reach the docks finding it under attack by a large force of Undead battaling defending Knights.
A: Assit undead
B: Raid
C: Steal a ship

Two Zombies draw away the Skeletons away while Zardath and his bow men flank the Necromancer
"You dare attack me , Die!"
A: Direct attacks
B: Ranged Attacks

a "I have a feeling his powers are best at long range, get up close!"

The Necromancers staff forms into a Blade made of Clear Crystel
Free option

A: "oooh look freeendssss"
"i can see that"
"shall we do something?"
"i dont know"
"shall we?"
"should we?"
"could we?"
"Yes"
"Yes"
"Yes"

*draws his mace and brandishes it toward the enemy*

"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!"
*meaningless gibbering*

The Insane Skeleton charges a Knight slaming his mace into the Hulmans head laghing at the Pain Cuased
A: Burn more things
B: Raid the Tavarn
C: Steal a Ship

B: "whats that we wonders?"
"tricksy?"
"Fighty?"
"bashy?"
"smashy?"
"no..."
"its a drinky"
"kill em!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The Skeleton cuts down the door of the Tavern finding multiple enemy Knights and Assasins
A: Fight em
B: Run
C: Get a Drink

A:
"am" i interrupting something, *giggling*"
"i thinks we is"
"oh well"
*the enemies in the bar storm towards him, swaying under the blade of an assasin he obliterates his face with the mace, a sword skates harmlessly through his ribcage, with a twisting motion Animus spins his torso snapping the blade of at the hilt, withdrawing it he stabs the offender in the throat with the broken weapon. The fight has begun*

"Keep fighting him, watch out for his weapons and sorcery, try to destroy the Crystal blade!"

I shall order everyone to keep fighting him and I will try to destroy his blade.

The Insane Skeleton slashes and Cuts his way through the enemy laughing and shouting as he fights his way through them along side other Undead Warriors. Blades slice through flesh while hammers and maces crush Bone but the Dead defeat the living once more.
Level up option
A: Destroy Main ship yard
B: Steal a Ship
C: Raid Milltant Barracks

Zardath slams his two Swords into the Necromancers cheast causing him to drop his Cyrstal Blade.
"Damm you!"
The Necromancer tries to rase him self to his feet
"You...will......Serve Lord...Zork.......Beware.......do."
The Necromancers frail body collapses into a pile of Bones and dust
Level up option
A: Take the Necromancers Blade
B: Leave it and Summon more troops
C: Return to your base

c< Raid barracks

A "Ha! Your blade shall now be mine."

Zardath is now a Level 2 Kroickth Captin

The Blades Cyrstel structure changes from Green to Blue aswell as Changing shape
free option

The Insane Skeleton is now a Level 2 Skeleton Captin

The Barricks are heavily damaged and are guarded only by a few Knights
A: Dierct attack
B: Stealth
C: Sit back and let your troops do the job

A: "lets end this"
"Yes lets"

"Return to base, we have trophies to show, and more orders to get given."

Kethouis welcomes Zardath. He is told Zorks forces are currently attacking Victory Harbor only 12 miles from here.
A: Attack Victory Harbor
B: Dont

The Barracks are completly destroyed giving the Hordes of Zork Complet control.
A: Search for Loot
B: Raise the Dead
C: Find a Ship

A "Certainly, we will head there now."

B: These warriors will join our cause

The Harbor is massive and is guarded by severel hundread Undead. Warmachines built for defence role out of its gates along side Ghoulish cavalry and Mounted Necromancers. More Dead arrive from Rotten Ships carrying Skeleton Regiments.
"Captin Zardath we our outnumbered heavily. The Hordes of Zork have Warmachines and other weapons that we have no acsses to. Lord Estorve leader of the Force claims a single charge will weaken them but that is far from the case."
The Harbor gates opean alowing a large Twin Headead Dragon to apper which crushes multiple Skeletons with its claws. It's Rider is a Ancient Necromancer
Free option

The two minded Skeleton is part of a large defending Regiment along side newly raised dead
Free option

Scour the city of living and raise it to the ground

"this city will buuuurn"
"burn"
"BURN"
"BUUUUUUUURRRRRRRNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"If I can get a hold of that dragon it will turn the tides in our favour. Cover me with your arrows. I will try to take that dragon away from the Necromancer. NOW!"

TyranidMarta you cant burn the city your defending
Shas'uikais you cant take the Dragon from the Necromancer. He's friken level 6!

Bugger. Take him out, then take the dragon?

Note you have to take out both near the same time. Im going to have it retreat into the City but theres still a giant Undead armie outside.
Free option

Uhhhhhh... So I can't jack his dragon?

Dragon jacking is a highly illegal crime
The Dragon cannot be Hotwired ethere

You cannot steal dragons at level 2. Unless the rider is level the same level as you. right now you are riding a horse.

"master we cant burn it"
"why not?"
"because its our best chance of defending...."
"shut up!!!!!"
"why?"
"cause i said so, hmmm you know maybe we shouldnt burn the city"
"thats what i.."
"Shut up!"
*grumble grumble*
"all'ya fortify this place and bring into a defensable state i dont want my jiggles here getting scared now do i?"
*from a smal pouch hanging in his ribcage he brings out a small mouse who is gnawing on a paice of the skeletons partly decayed flesh*
"good boy mr jiggles"
*puts the mouse back and stares around at the cackling skeletons*
"get to work!!!!!"

(can I still join, or is it too late?)

Anyone can join
The Skeltons use the Ship factorys supplies to build barracades and Traps
Free option
or
A: Feed your pet mouse
B: Not now!

sweet thanks. I'll post a sheet soon.

Character Profile:

Name: Seth'oral

Personalty: Strong silent type

Story: He was a hero, he fought the undead Hords of Zork when hey attacked his hometown and killed many skeletons, before finally falling. He was resurrected to make up for the dozens he killed.

Past Life: He was a drake hero, fighting many battles and killing many enemies. He made a fortune as a freelance adventurer and was very well known. Then Zork attacked his hometown...

Equipment: Massive enchanted claymore known as 'Bonesplitter,' twin shortswords, a halberd, ten javalins, and a helmet made from the skull of a troll.

A, "Come here mr jiggles, lots of nice toasty flesh here, mmmmm"
"can i feed him?"
"no"
"but..."
"get your own damn mouse"
"hes OUR mouse"
"mine"
"Oh shut up, its his mouse"
"thankyou"
"no problem"
"not you, him"
"me?"
"yes you"
**

(could someone actually approve or deny my character?)

wait till reaper comes back man, be paitient, i know its hard but suck it up

giggles

But I'm BOOOARED!!!!

Deal

With

IT

Skeletons charge Seth'oral but are pushed back as the Drakes Blades slice through the Ancient Bones and Armour of the Dead Warriors.
A: After them!
B: Leave them

Tyranidmarta im going to post your next options when Shas'o kais posts

Uhhhh well otherwise I'll mostprobably die. Not...good...must...survive...

"I will set a trap for the dragon rider, and as soon as the trap is sprung, we will strike!"

Shas ive got new options (You fight the Dragon Rider later)
A: Charge the Horde of Zork!
B: Gain more Forces
C: Bow down to Zork!
D: Leave

The Two faced Skeleton and his Mouse search the Markets of the Harbor and Ships before clearing Space for Defencive machines and a Necropolis.
A: Take a ship and Raid Elf Harbors
B: Take a ship and Declare your self Captian
C: Join the "Cavaders" Crew (Commanding Undead ship)

C:
"freindlies??"
"hmmmm"
"hmmmm"
"looks like it"

*walking up to the ship*

"OI!!!!"

A "Charge them. Now."

The two Undead Hordes crash ito each other. Both forces battaling for control of the gate to the Harbour. Thousands of Skeleton Warriors clash against the Zombie hordes.
A: Push the Skeletons back!
B: Retreat and re-group

The Insane two minded Skeleton ends up as a guard for his new home.
A: Explore
B: Find the Captin

B:
"we wonders where the maaasster iss"
"master?"
"yeees"

The Commanding Necromancer sees the Skeleton arguing with its self.
"You go and search the lower decks get me 6 crates of fish and rum. NOW!
A: Do this
B: No!

A: "i is guard i wont do it"
"i will"
"fine you do it then"

stumbling down the deck to the hold he trips on the stairs and flys down to the floor, shattering on impact,

"damn"
"i knew we shouldnt have done this"
"oh be quite i have mr jiggles hes alright"

One of the skeletons hands is miraculously still intact and is gently holding the mouse as it writhes across the floor to its arms, slowly the skeleton puts itself back together and stows the mouse inits ribcage.

"rum...."

A "Push them back!!!"

The Necromancer is pleased with the Skeleton.
"Prepare to set sail!"
"You go down to the armoury. Arm your self properly."
Free option

The Skeletons begin to crumble. Each shakes and turns to dust. Any that remain are quikly cut down
Free option

"Now! All! We will take down the Necromancer! Then the harbour will be ours!"

stumbling down to the armoury the skeleton reaches into his ribcage and draws out a cheese sandwitch, clearly not expecting it he puts it back and draws out mr jiggles. Placing him on the side of a weapon rack he takes sets of layered plate armour and adorns himself in full regailia. hefting his mace he looks at it and chucks it aside drawing out a much more impressive specimen that consits of a straigh 2' long iron shaft with 3 spiralling iron ribs that start hlfway up and continue of the head. the ribs are sharp at the points the run parallel to the shaft but bulge out slightly to create a brutal headpeice for the weapon.

Returning to the Necromancer he reports for duty.

"Good. ALL HANDS ON DECK!"
Many Skeletons begin to emerge from the ship
"Set sail you idiots!"
Free option

The Dragon mounted Necromancer is not here
Lesser Necromancers fire bolts of arcane lightning and whirlpools of fire.
A: Attack!
B: Retreat

Animus scuttles to the anchor-haul and begins to crank the anchor up with a few others, he is singing a multi person sea shanty with himself.....

"We shall best them again." I then signal to my soldiers to attack.

A large flaming arrow slams into thr ship
"Elfs!" Screems the Necromancer before sending a bolt of lightning at the Sleek Elvin ships.
A: boarding time!
B: Sail away!

The Necromancers are slaghtered by the Zombie-like undead.
A: Conquer the Harbour
B: Wait for reinforments

B then A "Wait for reinforcements, then we shall conquer the Harbour."

A: Animus yells to the rest of the guards
"al of ya"
"ova here"
"KILL EM ALLLLLL"
"you alwys was smart"
"thankyou"
"not you him"
"me?"
"yes you"
"no problem"

Grabbing a grapple he runs to the side of the ship once the elves are in range and uses his skeletal strength to heave the hook to the ship. just as others do around him, the skeletons begin to drag the ship closer.

When it is in range for a jump animus leads the charge over the railing, battering the elves with his mace and nimbly catching arrows and spear thrusts on his sheild.

The Elven ships crew fall quikly to the Skeletons blades and spears. The enemy ships begin to burn as the Undead set them alight
Free option

The Newly arrvied forces are ambushed by the twin headed dragon
Free option

*mad cackle*

"well done clankies"
"yes well done"
"back we go to the masssster"

*returning to the ship Animus heads to the necromancer for orders.*

The Necromancer is pleased with your actions he awards you a Blade.
Free option.

Note: I may change the RPG type so that there is no longer a abc option type. I give you situation and you post to see what you do.

"Provide support for our forces, attack that Dragon! I will draw the Necromancers attention!"

(okyday)

Taking the blade in his bony fingers Animus experimentally swings it a couple of times, feeling the weight and balance of the weapon. He nods to the necromancer and thanks him for the gift, instead of however sheathing it in a scabbard he slips it through one of his ribs and it hangs there in a perfect draw position,

"we would ask"
"yes we would"
"but should we?"
"should we?"
"should we?"
"yes"
"yes we should"
"where are we going?"

"We are heading for the Elven Homes of Kar'theduke. They fail to bow down to lord Zorks Unholy might. Some say deep in their tombs they keep great forrbbidan tomes of Necromancery and millions of ancient dead warriors. Their vile race plagues this world."

The Great Necromancer turns to the Elven Undead.
"Your truly think you can kill me?"
The Dragon rasies its heads and realeses Green Icy flames at the Undead.

(Recap? And can I actually come in now, please?)

Sorry Nocturnal. Could you Repost your profile it thats ok.

Sonuvah...
Yeah, just a moment.

Name: Seth'oral

Personalty: Strong silent type

Story: He was a hero, he fought the undead Hords of Zork when hey attacked his hometown and killed many skeletons, before finally falling. He was resurrected to make up for the dozens he killed.

Past Life: He was a drake hero, fighting many battles and killing many enemies. He made a fortune as a freelance adventurer and was very well known. Then Zork attacked his hometown...

Equipment: Massive enchanted claymore known as 'Bonesplitter,' twin shortswords, a halberd, ten javalins, and a helmet made from the skull of a troll.

Seth'oral and his Zombie allies fight through the Under ground Tombs. The skeleton Undead are no mach against the combined powers of the Undead. Each Skelton crumbles into a pile of dust as it is defeted.
The Necromancer seeing all is lost begins to flee.

"You should prepare yourself, for this is the day that you die!"

Seth'oral flees with his master.

(whatre my ops?)

The Necromancer laughs at this statement. The undead dragons two heads rise and begin to laugh also
"Fool! I have crushed armies in mere seconds!"
One of the Dragon heads attempets to devour the Elven undead but is decapitated.

For Tyranid Marta
"We are heading for the Elven Homes of Kar'theduke. They fail to bow down to lord Zorks Unholy might. Some say deep in their tombs they keep great forrbbidan tomes of Necromancery and millions of ancient dead warriors. Their vile race plagues this world."

The fleeing undead alow the temple of Zork to collapse. They chear the destruction of Zorks forces holding up the Necromancers head for all to see. Trolls begin to construct buildings while their master begins to resummon the Undead.

"Seems your dragon is not entirely impenetrable, neither are you. Any last words before I destroy you?"

The Other head screems at the Undead and makes a strike but is quikly dispacthed. Necromancer roars in rage and escapes.

I think Catos is hiding in a Cave

"We must follow him, everybody start to move, I will join you once I have examined the Dragon."

Seth'oral turns to his necromancer, as if to say 'well feth.'

Troll

Your kicked out of the RPG you Troll

The Elve serches the Dragon. The beast appers to be turning to dust. Soon all that is left is a pile of Dust and a Crystel of a Dark Green color. It soon changes to a color of Dark Blue. The dust forms around the Crystel forming a Winged Bat like creture bowing to Zardath as if it serves him. Kroickth Conclave reinforcfements arrvie ready to fight off the Hordes of Zork.
"NO! We cannnot fail!"
A Necromancer flees along with a group of others. One trips and is left while the renements of the Horde armies retreat.
He Places his skeletle hands over his head and cowers
"I surrender, please dont hurt me!"

What the hell? How am I a troll?

A completly Pointless post. Give me 5 valid resons why not to kick you out of the RPG.

"Give me reasons why I shoould not kill you! And be fast! Otherwise I will remove your head!"


EDIT: Whoo new page!

Yes the RPG grows
"I know were the Hordes of Zork head to"
Severel Undead Elven Rangers are sent by Zardath to scout the City.
Level Up option!
A: Do not Kill the Necromancer
B: Kill him
C: Alow Your troops to decide

B "You seem to not know, my brothers and I have NO mercy. Your head will be a fine trophy, and you headless body will be a reminder to all those who stand in our way!"

His screams are soon silenced, as I slice his head off with my Crystal blade.

The point of the post was so that you'd realise that I am actually here, and would appreciate some options.

You dont have to start Trolling!

The Necromancers headless body is left to rot whiele Zardath takes what ever valubles he can find.

(In terms of the level up option, what happened pls?)

"Lets see what he has on him."

The Necromancer was carrying
Bone Armour: Bone armour gives its wearer incredible protection turning deadly attacks into mere scracthes.
Helm of Magic: The Helm of Magic allows it wearer to cast many diffrent spells and arcane sorcerys.
Book of the Dammed The Book of the Dammed holds many thousands of Arcane spells.
Liberia: Necromancery Within this Dark Tome the greatests spells of Necromancery.

(Whoah nice! Can I take it all?)

For each piece you take you must replace one of your origonal War-gear options. But be careful what you chose...

I will drop my light armour, bow, and arrows. So that I can pick up the Bone Armour, helm of magic, and the Liberia: Necromancy

Zardath is told by his Rangers of the Hordes of Zork invading the Elven Plains with Zork leading it!

@ reaper

I didn't realise even one swear word was considdered trolling on this site. Remember, I'm a white sheild gaurdsman with flashlight. I'm still a nooblet.

OK you can re-join.

Thank you.

Both this RP and the other one?

"Then let's go, we need to offer our aid. Anyway, I am done with this place. It belongs to our forces now, we need not stay here."

Nocturnal_Absence wrote:Thank you.

Both this RP and the other one?

Yes

The Undead board Ships. The realm of the Elves is far from here.

"It will be a long journey, so we have time to prepare for the fight. Make us of it."

my ops please?

The huge skeleton-warrior looks at the necromancer for more orders.

Tyranic Marta wrote:my ops please?

Marta your back

The Ship eventully reaches the outskirts of the Elven realm

The Undead ship is ambushed by Konclave Ships
"Ahh you Skelton go... Dig up some graves

"Move out, we need to find our troops. These are our lands. Not theirs."

Elven forces are founded ravaged. They apper to have been fighting for weeks.

"No, if we are the only ones here we will be destroyed, we need to find our forces. If not we wil, have to return to the ship."

"Hahahahaahehehe, as the master commands"

The mad skeleton grabs a shovel and a small band of his lesser minions follow him as he leaps from the deck, landing on his feet in the sand, which promptly sink to his dessicated knees. Grumbling slightly he extracts him self and begins to stalthily head to the graveyard.

The huge, and really skinny, undead dragon born grabs another shovel and follows the nutter.

Tyranid Marta and Nocturnal
The two Skeletons eventuly dig up the Skeleton of a Great Drake and other giant Creatures.

Shas
The Elven forces are disturbed by the thought of fighting by Undead but are forced to by the thought of Zork. Konclave Reinforcerments will meet with you soon.

"We must wait for our forces to arrive and help us. Everybody, get some rest. But we need some to stand guard."

"To draaag, or not to drag. That IS the question"
"Drag"
"Not drag"
"Drag"
"Not drag"
"SHUTUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"....."
"....."
"We drags them."
"Back to the ship yesssss"

The dragonborn skeleton grabs the drakes remains by the neck and hauls it out of the pit.

Nocturnal and Marta
The Necromancer is pleased. He and several others prepare to restruct the Cretures while any other Undead prepare to lay siege to the elven realms.
Shas
A large force of Kroickth Conclave troops arive lead by Wizard Queen "Kethouis" herself.

I gesture for my forces to kneel, and then I do so myself. "My Queen, it is an honour to be here before you, what are your orders?"

"Rise Zardath. We shall make our way to the Elven capital and I shall take Zorks head as a Trophie!"

"Of course my Queen, all my forces are at your command. We march upon the armies of Zork when you see fit."

"Folowers of the Kroickth Conclave. Today we crush the armies of Zork , his forces plan to march apon the Elven Capital city of Erenoth. We must stop him once and for all!"

I twirl my mace in my hand as i calmly walk down the ramp of the ship, ahead of me is the silohuette of an elven city,

(to nocturnals char sos cant remember name)
"Are you coming with us?"
"He cant come"
"Its always just been us!"
"If he wants to he can"

"We are going to open the gates for our friends, are you coming?"

The Undead armies of Zork unload from their ships , 9 Two headed Dragons fly over head along side thousands of Undead bats. Iron armoured Skelton Regiments armed with Halbards march forword while Necromancers stand atop giant siege towers. A massive Battle ship made of roting wood and the bones of Dragons unloads its Dark master. Zork.

He goes with the nutter.

Animus stealthily creeps up to the wall, and from the cavity of his ribs draws a long coiled length of rope and a small chestnut, looking surprised at the chestnut he hastily stows it and reaches in again, eventually he comes out with a small barbed hook with a bulge just above a ring

Tying the rope to the ring the skeleton spins it experimentaly, and heaves it up the surface of the wall, as it peaks the ramparts Animus gives it a sharp jerk and the bulge explodes and several dark tentacles wrap onto the wall and hold the rope in place, all of this is silent except for the faint sound of sizzling as the cast iron falls to the ground.

Grabbing the rope Animus nimbly scampers up the wall, and dropping behind a guard kills him by snapping his neck, crouching into the shadows he puts Mr Jiggles on the corpse and allows the mouse to feed.

While he is waiting for his new friend Animus gathers everything of value from the corpse and once the mouse has had his fill he dumps the corpse off the wall and watches it fall to the ground, Mr Jiggles happily perches on Animus's shoulder nibbling on an eyeball.

Seth'oral climbs up after him, he draws bonesplitter and moves towards the gatehouse.

Craftily Animus leaps down onto a guard decaitating his fiend with Shadow bite (his mace) and Mr Jiggles leaps onto the unconcius Elven guard beneath Animus and begins to devour his face and neck, in short arder the Elf is dead.

Two other guards are near Sethoral

Two gaurds walk along, chatting. Both look up at Seth simutaniously. He rases Bonesplitter and sweeps it through the both of them with ease.

The Undead begin their assault on the Elven fortress city. Zork and his Elite guard are the first enter the city. His dark sorcery burns down entire regiments of Elven Glaive guards , the greatest of all Elf troops. Trolls with giant maces and blades cut down Elf troops with simple strikes. Animus and Seth'oral join large skeleton Hordes.

(Which one was mine?)

The Conclave arrive at the City as the Forces of Zork begin to invade.

"Everybody, we have the Queen herelf here to help our forces, show your abilities, destroy the forces of Zork!"

The Conclave battle the Hordes of Zork in the Elven City of Ethouis. Zorks Forces outnumber them by far but their moral is great.
Plus a map of your current location.

Ha mount doom!

"Fight on brothers! The Queen gives us strength!"

The Undead are soon driven back to the main points of the Elven City. Zork leads his assault , his blades cut down hundreds of enemy troops.
Glad you like my map

"Your highness, we are losing the fight! Zork himself fights us! My soldiers are losing morale!"

A dark shadow looms over Zardath , he is thrown into a wall as Zork strides pass him. He steps forword infront of the Queen
I see you have come to stop me Kethouis , my you have change since our last encounter. Scared and afraid wernt you ha!
Kethouis charges Zork slaming her blade into his head
That wont work

"My Queen stand back!"

Regaining my balance, I take out my two blades, and twirl them around in my hand, before I rush forward to intervene, slicing with my blades, desperately trying to draw Zorks attention so the Queen can strike him hard.

Zork smiles at the chance to wreak more death.
"I may keep your Queen as a Slave and Mount your body on a Golden chair marked Hero"
Kethouis impails Zork from behind
"Die!"
Zork blasts Kethouis into the wall
Kethoius fires a Arcane fire into Zorks chest cuasing him to fall to the ground
I WILL RETURN!
Zork turns to ashes

"My Queen, you have killed him! Thier forces will almost certainlt lose because of this! Zork is no longer!"

"Zork is not truly defeted. We must drive the armies of Zork out of the Elven realms!"

Seth'oral Leaps down from the walls and splits the bones of many Kronickth (did I spell that right?) with his beast of a sword.

"I agree your highness. ALL TROOPS! DRIVE THE ZORK SCUM OUT OF THESE LANDS!!!"

Animus jumps nimbly down swaing under a sword and crushing the offender with his broad mace, with his other hand he pulls his sword out of his ribcage and hacks an enemy to several pieces,

Tyranic Marta and Nocturnal
Seth'oral and Aminus fight back to back. Zork may have fallen but the armies of Zork are not defeted. Necromancer War-lords unsure of their orders begin to have their forces pull back while more Conclave forces arrive. Seth'oral and Aminus Retreat along side thier Necromancer.

Shas'o Ta'u Kais
Zardath and his allies battle any remaining Necromancer War-lords that remain. They are quikly defeted.

turning his head full one-eighty to look at sethoral while he fights of elves looking the other way, animus sais "toss me"

sethoral looks bemused at him and sais "what?"

"if you toss me in to them then you lot can get out, ive only managed to subdue the others but if you do it quickly then ican let you guys escape then try and get out myself"

"no"

"your not going to toss me?"

"no"

"ah well worth a try"

and with that last enigmatic statement Animus leaps nimbly and through some trickery it almost appears to be magical flight as he bounds into the enemy, cackling madly he fights his way through them, cutting and hacking, smashing and crushing, none can stand up to his onslaught

Behind him Sethoral lets out a bellow and trys to get to him but the other skeletons pull him away.

Grimly Animus fights on but slowly begins to falter, or at least appears to falter, he slows one of his sword blows, allowing an enemy weapon to block a blow that is no longer coming and sweeps his mace under the elfs chin

A kroncith warrior rushes at the skeleton thinking the slow sword swing indicates his losing of energy, but the momentum from Animus's mace swing is allowed to carry on in an upward arc, Animus jumps with it and does a full back flip, landing behind the Kroncith warrior, and simply impales him with his sword.

Animus fights in this way for some time, using the momentum of blows to pull of seemingly impossible feats, as he dances his tango of doom he works his way out of the city, finally he reaches the gates, leaping backwards his twists around in midar sheathing his sword, and using his legs and one arm he scurries up the wall and over the top,

"we bashed them we did"
"yes" (mad giggling)
"what now?"
"to the necromancer i thinks"
"yeeeees"

The mad skeleton makes his way back to the main army

"My Queen, the enemy is destroyed. What next?"

Apoligies to all players. Very Ill unable to post.

"We secure the City!"

(weclome back reaper)

whats our options (ie me and 'turnal?)

Tyranic Marta
You have been forced to retret to your ship.

"my lord (to nercro) we have been defeated, this is a black day and yet there must be some way to strike back"

(you all may be noticing that directly after combat hes less insane just a little hint....)

"my lord (to nercro) we have been defeated, this is a black day and yet there must be some way to strike back"

(you all may be noticing that directly after combat hes less insane just a little hint....)

Seth'oral returns, andstands beside (Marta) He is covered in, what appears to be, the nearly obliterated remains of his enemies. He looks to the necromancer for further orders.

Unable to post Ill. Apologises to all Players.

Marta and Abscence
"Retreat!"

"Certainly. All forces! Secure this City!!!"

With most enemy forces fleeing the city is easily taken.

"My Queen, we have won. Warriors, the city is ours! We are victorious!"

"as the lord commands"

Rallying the skeletons he begins sheparding them towards the ships

Seth'oral, scilent as alway, does as his master bids.

Shas
Your forces are told they need to push enemy forces away from the Mountians and off the borders.
Nocturanl&Marta
You have been pushed back to this section of the Elven relams. Defend it!

Seth'oral draws bonesplitter, weilding the huge sword like it was a stick he swings it with ferocious strength and speed. It's blade bites into his masters foes as he defends the horde Navy base.

Animus looks at the fighting and then at a cliff wall beside the battle, over the course of a few minutes he drags several corpses to the top of it and just when a large knot of kronith walk past he pushes them of, the corpses plummet down and anihillate the enemy warriors, nimbly Animus scampers down the cliff face and uses the pile of corpses as a rally for the forces of Zork, reentering the battle Animus moves with startling speed, often disembowling or decapitating the Kronith before they even see him.

The Undead armies clash , the Conclave army armed with Pikes and spears. Zorks Hordes armed with anything they can find.

"My Queen, we will go and crush the remainders of Zork's forces from this realm. With thier leader lost, they will be easy to destroy.

Seth ducks under the first row of pikes and slams, sword swinging, into the mass of undead.

Animus beside him nimbly steps onto the pike infront of him and runs along it, grabbing it near the base he pulls it out of its weilders grip after jumping up off it and descends upon his foe the spear digging deep into the dirt, his teeth chattering madly he swings his sword through an enemies chest and the visceral spray coats his usually white bones in gore. The mad red skeleton dances through the enemy, his mace and sword wielded as easily if the were made of twigs, but far far more deadly

Shas & Marta
Zardath leads a Pike regiment against the Mad Skelton

Nocturnal grabs onto a Undead elven cavalry commomander knocking him from his mount.

Giggling madly the skeleton watches as a pike slides through his ribs and, still giggling, grabs it and spins around, bodily throwing his foe into his friends, who is accidentaly speared on his allies pikes, removing the pike from his ribs he hefts is and throws it clean through one of his foes.

still giggling he jumps onto a pike driving it to the ground and pulling its wielder with it he decapitates the poor thing, the other pikemen fall in short order.

"Zardath"
"Wimp"
"wuss"
"yeeeelllloow bellyyyy"
*giggling*
"BrInG iT oN"

(ill use that typeface when all of the conciousness's are talking together)

"What?! You insult me with your prescense, you are not skilled. Soon, you shall perish by my hand!"

I wield my two blades, and charge at the mad skeleton, before making a flurry of lightning fast strikes and slashes. Then I cast a few spells at him from my Helm of Magic.

Shas & Marta
Zardath impails Aminus but this only results in more mainc laughing form the Skeleton
"DIE!"
The Skelton throws Zardathh to the ground

"Help over here!"

I continue to cast spells at the skeleton, before slicing him with my blades that have helped me for some long.

the spells rattle harmlessly from my bones as i draw my mace

giggling madly i rush at the spell caster zardath, i swing my mace at his head but he trips on a rock and i mis, he rolls out of the way of my second swing and before i can try again he magically flips backwards to a standing position.

I rush at him again

"Come on then, is that all you have?"

I then go to slice his legs, he tries to block, but before my blade meets his mace. I take it back, and slice at his head, ith both my blades.

your sword gets stuck in my head and i wrenh it out of your hands, snapping it off at halfway and at the hilt (useless sword) you know have a giggling mad skeleton swinging at you with mace and sword (my sword)

The Two Undead are unable to defet each other.

(Uhhh dude you can't just break my sword like that, you can say that you try to do it, then the GM decides if it breaks or not.)

Didnt you trade your origonal sword for a staff Shas. Im allowing this.

OOC: No, when I looted the Necromancer all I never let go of my swords. I dropped my light armour for the Bone Armour, and I dropped my bow for the Helm of Magic, and my arrows for the Liberia: Necromancy.

Im sorry but your still losing the Sword. They can easily be replaced.

(dude its not like theyre rare srsly, and it wasnt a special sword, heck if you destroyed my weapons i wouldnt mind its just that i have to find sommat else,)

(ic) Animus although mad, sees when an opponent is unarmed, "hehe your magic does no good against me and you have no weapon" he rips the shard of the sword out of his skull.

"no killing you today"
"yes"
"no fun when theyre unarmed"
"no"
"goodbye"
"yes, goodbye"

Shas and Marta
Zardath enraged takes up his blade and Charges the Histerical skeleton

"Be gone! You are not a worthy opponent at all! You do not care about skill or tactics, you jkust charge recklessly and always get lucky! But not today!"

Animus spins around, blocks Zardaths swing and traps Zardath's sword between his sword and ribcage, he reaches with his other hand and grips Zardaths hair and pulls him close.

"Look around you, while you have been fighting me my friends have anihilatted your army and you are surrounded, i was to keep your attention with vulgar tactics and prevent you from aiding your force, you are now our prisoner"

Necromancers summon the Spirits of the dammed to assit them. Zardath decapitates Aminus and returns to fighting other servents of Zork while Aminus reconstructs himself.

"Fight on brothers! I am sorry to keep you waiting so long, but now my attention is soley on this battle. How are we faring?"

as Animus's head sits on the ground while his body reconstructs he thinks about the futility of capturing someone if they can simply cut of your head.

When his body is complete it reaches down and holds Animus's head in the crook of its arm. Moving near a group of Zorkian warriors he instructs them to find Zardath and kill him, Anuimus continues to go around the sides of the battle herding more of Zorks warrriors into the hunt for Zardath

Shas'o Kais
"Zardath weve lost half our forces but we did push back the ambushing forces from the Mountian. The Hordes have heavily entrenched them selfs in many tactical positions"
Level up option
A: Pass through the mountians this may cost us time but little Casulties
B: Use the Reinforcemets as a Meat shield for the Elite troops!

Tyranic Marta
Aminus and a Group of Skeleton Elite Troops armed with Halbards and heavy armor hunt down Key targets , including Zardath
Level up Option
A: Find that Wrench! tear him apart!
B: He would make a good Slave!

A "We've had enough losses, so no more. Pass through the mountains. Another thing, look out for a giggling skeleton that looks completely mad. I think he wants my head, and I intend to keep it."

The Elven Troops fight throw the Light forces left to defend the mountiens

His head is mine mine mine mine mine!!!!! he defied the opportunity to live now he will dieeeee, KILL HIIIIIIM!!!!!!!!!

Shas
Zardath and his remaining troops break through the Light Defencive Camps that guard some form of Shrine

Tyranic Marta
Aminus and his regiment of Halbarders break through the ranks of the Konclave

Animus using his sword in his left hand mace in his right is hacking and bashing anything within reach, images of past sins float through his tormented mind and he fights harder loosing him self to the battle, hedless of damage to his body as it reforms when he is badly scarred he fights the Konclave bitterly for every step of the way. He and his Halberdiers break through the lines of Konclave and come out in a miniature no-mans land, between two waves of the enemy army, grinning they turn and begin to hack thier way back through the enemy, slaughtering the hapless and defensless warriors

A Large Axe swings into Aminus's gut , he splits in two. His Torso is thrown across the battle field by this unknown Warrior , using his blade he crawls towards the massive figure.

(Wait, can I just ask, how can Animus die, Tyranic? As so far it has seemed to be the case that he is invincible.)

"Lets go, enter the shrine. Take out any hostiles you see. Keep your wits sharp."

(im a friend of yours so ill tell you, you have to crush his skull)

Animus sees the massive figure and sighs, "never gonna be able to kill that like this." as he drags himself closer to his body the massive warrior moves closer to him and swings his axe down.....

Shas
As Zardath climbs the steps of the Shrine he finds a Necromancer. He is tall thin , and uses a Dragon Skull as a Helmet. He stands chanting dark words over a Alter covered in Blood and Bones but stops once he see's Zardath
"What is this! Who are You!"
His Eyes turn red as he sends Green Bolts of Thunder at Zardath
"ZORK WILL RETURN!" He Screems
Marta
Aminus is able to place his torso back onto his legs with a little help from his mates. The Large figure appers to be a Dwarf , his face bearing a Large Red Beard and hair.
"You are strange little fella" He laughs as he Aproches Aminus

Plus please post In the Galaxy at War Thread
Plus ive just seen Catos is back , wonder if he'l re-join the RP's

(um ok what happened to the warrior?) Animus gets up wobbling a bit as his ribs join to gether, getting up he looks carefully at the dwarf. Long suppressed and forgotten memories of his former life flood through his mind as he looks at the dwarf, he collapses to the ground quivering slightly, his weapons forgotten, the dwarf reaches out a hand to Animus but Mr Jiggles jumps up unto Animus's head and chitters angrily.

After a time Animus's memories subside. He gets up Mr Jiggles still balancing in his jaw.
"We greet this dwarven warrior."
"Yes we greets him"
"greets him"
"greets him"
"greets him"
"greets him"
"greets him"
"greets him"
"what is his name?"
"name?"
"name?"
"name?"
"name?"
"name?"
"name?"

Tyranc (The Dwarf is the Warrior)

I dodge a few of the blots with grace and agility, before taking out my sword and yell at him.

"He is dead! He will not return! Attack, for Kethouis!!!"

I charge at him, my sword raised, ready to deal death.

"Nieve Children"
The Necromancer grabs Zardath by the arm and throws him at his allies
"Zork will return , your Queen despretley tries to deny the fact herself and the truth of Zork aswell."

"No! Somevody get the Queen! She needs to be here! I'll handle him for now..."

The Necromancer laughs
"Are you going to hide behind your Queen?"

"No. As by the time she gets here, you'll be dead."

Animus crouches down to the dwarfs level, "what"
"are"
"You"
"doing"
"here"
"Tyranc?"

Shas
The Necromancer is decapitated over the shrine of Zork

Tyranic Marta
The Dwarf slams his axe into the Skeletons leg only to relise he's being thrown across the battle field

"how do you like that huh?"
Animus sees flashes of light from the shrine and the sihouette of Zardath, He calls his warriors and the sprint up the steps to see the necromancers mutilated form, the skeletons chitter angrily and swiftly and silently murder the Kronith warriors, Animus steps fowards looking at Zardath and gets his attention. "Stay back clankis this ones mine"

"If you break me then you go free Zardath"

He takes mr Jiggles out of his ribcage and places him upon the lintel of a window, the mouse chitters and reaches up as if to grab Animus hand as it is drawn away, "Dont worry little one, Animus be fine, for now" drawing his sword and mace he faces off against Zardath, (hes removed the axe from his leg previously)

Zardath and Aminus stand on the top floor of the Shrine surrounded by Horde Skeletons. Bones of dragons and ancient beings are used as Brazers. The two charge each other and the fight begins!

Animus loops his mace in an arc at Zardaths head while his sword stabs low for the gut of his foe

(sos bout the ryhme, completely unintentional)

I take his head, and show it as a trophy to all my soldiers.

"This, brothers is what will become of all who follow the destroyed Zork."

Shas your fighting Aminus. Please read my last post before posting.

(Whoops sorry)

I block the strike at my gut with ease, and then jump out of the way of the other strike. Catching my foe off guard, I roll to the side of him, and stab at his head.

Animus darts side waays ignoring the weapon completely as his mace hammers down at his opponents wrist

Duel!
The Two Great Warriors stand face to face , both deadly and powerful. Zardath takes up his sword and points it towards Aminus who grins in responce. Undead Orcs and Drakes roar in rage as Zardath strikes first , breaking three of Aminus's Ribs but recives a Punch in the face. Zardaths Rist is broken as Aminus slams his mace into it. Zardath welps in pain as is kicked repertedly in the Stomach untill he is blasted into the Air by Zardaths magical bolts of Fire. The Flames of the Shrine burn brightly as Konclave Warriors and Zorkothien Halbarders battle savagley. Zardath grabs Aminus by the neck and slams him ageinst the ground but is kicked back by Aminus who slams his mace into Zardaths back. The Two get back up as Skeleton Gargoyles decend upon them , they slash and claw at Zardath while Aminus laughs. Zardath tears off the wings of one the beast and uses it's wings to beat the rest off them while he charges Aminus.

By this time Animus's ribs have reformed and he calmly steps to the side and slams his mace into Zardaths gut, forcing him to the ground,

(Mate, that is godmodding, you have just stabbed my character, now he will mostprobably die. Remember that the GM decides if you succeed in something or not, you just put that you attempt to)

(dude your undead it wont kill you)

(godmodding would be if i actually said that i killed you here im just injuring you, your undead it shouldnt faze you too much at all)

( That is not the point, you have severely wounded my character, disarmed him, and you have completely forgotten that I do not wear robes, I wear Bone Armour)

(good point ill edit, it. Its just that i get mildly frustrated when I post like this, when the whole thing is in char and some guy (whether right or wrong) sais i cant do it cause its op)

(sos bout the armour btw, i just think of all sorcs wearing robes)

(your turn )

I feel immediate pain, but I dont show it, and I look up into the mad eyes of the skeleton, with rage in my heart. I use my Liberia: Necromancy, to summon spirits of the dead to aid me.

While he is confused by this I stand up, and I dash allong the ground, I then roll behind him, and kick him in back, forcing him onto his knees briefly, before I rise my sword, and aim a stab at the top of his head.

Animus continues the falling motion and the sword misses his head and skates along the grond, Jarring Zardaths hands. Animus immediatly rolls and smashes his mace into the back of Zardaths knees knocking him of balance, and then he spins smashing his mace into Zardaths gut again, cracking the armour and throwing Zardath to the ground

(Hey dude I never threw my sword. I pushed you onto your knees, and then went to stab your head )

(i never siad you did, if you are stabbing and i dodge then you are going to keep going and hit the ground, so carry on )

Zardath wounded and dazed makes a single magical strike at Aminus. It causes Aminus's body to shake and stir untill it explodes scatering bone across the Shrine , Zardath collapses as he is drained of his energy and power. Soon the Grand Queen of the Konclave arrives.

Notes
* Aminus your not dead , but theirs a suprirse in store for you
* You will be leaveing the Battle field under the orders of the Queen
* And Zork sends his regards mo ha ha ha ha!

(isnt Animus immune to magic??? like i said he was earlier becauase of the way he was created?)

(what happens to mr jiggles?)

Aminus's body begins to reconsruct its self. Using both his origonale Bones and those of Dragons he gains a pair of wings and Talons.
Your imnue to the following magic from now
* Lighting
* Fire
* Water

(ah all good)

Animus looks out onto the battle field and flexes his talons and flaps his wings a couple of times, for the first time in over a cetury his mind is completely clear, he isnt struggling with multiple personalities and he hasnt got an overwhelming pain in his head. He spreads his arms and looses a cry of pure exhaltation to the dark brooding sky, making the entire batttle field quake in terror that something could find war so amazingly elating.

"Tremble...Quake! behold your new god is he not terrible to behold. I will slay thousands in the name of Zork and crush this puny Konclave! These are your final hours Queen Kethouis!"
The Shrine ruptures as Aminus roars , Konclave Warriors look apon this new vile creation of Zork with utter Terror and fear. Some even drop their weapons and run as green lightning blasts down from the sky. The Screems of Hundreds of Undead bats can be heard as millions decend apon the battlefield.

Spreading his wings wide Animus prepares to fly into the battle, as he is about to take of he hears a small chittering by his feet, looking down he sees mr jiggles looking up at him and reaching out to his old friend and protector. Animus stoops down and allows the mouse to climb onto his hand, stowing the small creature in his usual pouch in Animus's ribs he then launches himself from the top of the shrine, using powerful beats of his wings to climb high into the air, then seeing his old guard of harberd wielding warriors fighting Konclave elites, diving down he lands amoungst them and tears through the enemy, his warriors swarm around him and clear the rest, then the new demi god takes his fight to the Konclave

"I have failed you my Queen," I say, just before I fall into unconsciousness.

Tyranic Marta
The Winged Beast decends apon his foe , the overwhelmed Konclave forces begin their despret attempet to retreat as the flying beast tears through their ranks.

Shas
Zardath awakes in the Elven capital next to queen Kerthousis , feeling week and shamful.

(need orders)

Aminus tears into a Konclave commander armed with a Blade and shield , he charges Aminus and attempets to remove his wings but fails.

(ic) "fool" Battering the helples commander to the groundi kneel on his throat and with one of my talons gently remove his eyes, then I slot a talon into each socket and push, hard.

Screems can be heard all over the battle field as the Commander is tortured. Aminus makes a swift strike and slashes the chest of an aproching Konclave Wizrad before impailing him and crushing his skull laughing wialdly. A Cross Bow weilding Konclaving Regiment soon takes note of his and begins firing on Aminus.

Animus laughs his old laugh, the bolts hitting and breaking some of his bones but he ignores them, moving forwards on a couple of quick jumps he batters off balance with buffets from his wings and then lays him open crotch to chin with an uppercut, spinning he ducks under an unloaded swinging crossbow and punches his fist through the mans gut, ripping his spine out from the front. The gore fest continues as Animus brutally massacres the crossbowmen. After his bones reform he leaps back to his embattled guard to continue the fight.

The Zorkonth Warriors push the Konclave armies back against the Mountians edge , forcing them into a badly orginized defencive position.

(ic) laughing Animus leaps high into the air, flying over the defensive lines, and before any of the Konclave no whats happened, hes behind them, gripping the side of the mountain like a bat, he waits for enemy response to get a bit closer, then he drops into them...

Confused , terrifiyed and affraid the Koclave force is crushed in betwen the mass hordes of Zork and Aminus and his ariel forces.

"My Queen, I am sorry. I failed. That skeleton, I destroyed him, but only succeed in making his forces more bent on destroying us."

"It is not your fault Zardath , now I must attend to a ... ritural
Kerthousis and 3 Konclave Wizards leave Zardath

I walk to the nearest chair, and contemplate what has happened.

"That skeleton...it had no technique or skill, it merely succeeded through its brutality and madness. It almost bested me..."

Suddenly I remember something I saw just before I lost consciousness. I had seen the body reassembling itself, with wings and claws... while I had stayed as I am.

"No...how will I fight him now?"

Zardath see's the Skull of Zork mounted on the wall , it almost speaks to him in his mind
"Only fools worry , train boy!"

I try to ignore those words, and I train with my sword technique. Realising that I am and always have been better with two swords, I call for one of the soldiers to bring me another one from my small collection.

"Fool! Kerthousis lies to you! listen!"

Animus withdraws from the battle landing near the outskirts of the vast plains he looks at his hands, with mild brute force he pushes the talons back into his bony hands shortening thier length considerably, once he is done he begins seaching for the signs of the old shrine where they fought, by ledgend there is something beneath the floor that would suit him in combat,

Leaping up the hill to the crumbled shrine he pushes rubble aside until the floor is cleared, via some miracle the floor was cracked by a falling beam and after animus lifts it away there is a sufficient gap for him to jump down, landing on the cold floor below he looks around. The entire chamber is lit by strange effervesant light coming from an unknown source.

In the center of the room is a dias and resting on it is a long straight sword resting inside a plain scabbard. Drawing the weapon he reads the runes down its blade, "This blade forged in blood will only be wielded by one who has none" and at the bottom is the signature of the forger, the first avatar of Zork.

Strapping the weapon to his hip he leves the chamber and flys high into the sky, and prepares to return to the battle

(ive never realy liked talons)

The Konclave unable to retreat or push back the Hordes of Zork prepare for their last stand. Aminus glides over them like a Vulture searching for a weak point to be exploited , a breaking formation brillant! He swopes down and grabs the formations leader and throws him into the ravaged regiment before diving in for another attack.

Landing Animus draws the longsword for the first time, blood drips along its blade and as it falls the blood drops dissapear into red mists, gory arcs are swung with the sword which with every kill seems to pulse with life.

As Aminus swiftly decapitates a Konclaven Glaver he wacthes the blade turn a bright blue.

(ooc) lets have some fun with this

(ic) Breaking through a mental barrier in his mind he releases a burst of pure power, using the blade as a focal point he makes a slashing motion, before him hundreds of the konclave warriors fall to dust, feeling drained Animus staggers slightly, then recovers, growling he realises that his mind is swarming with other conciousnesses, the power of them fills his mind, a second later he notices the alien quality of them, he is now harbouring the conciouness's of all the warriors he just killed.

Aminus's tactical knowladge has incressed masively , his mind thinking of thousands of new stratagies every second.

(suh weet, i was just going to make him properly insane but that works too)

(ic) Animus and his warrior push towards the leader of the warriors near the mountain, his mind filling with attacks and counter attacks he thinks of every possible swing or attack the warrior could make. Leaping forwards on his wings he slashes down at his opponents head.

The Commander attempets to block the attack but he slashes the hilt of the Commanders blade. He falls to his kness and despretly tries to beg for mercy , but all Amnius will gve is a blade strike to its head.

As the commander of the Konclave warriors falls the rest of his army dissolves into disorder and are quickly mopped up by the hordes of Zork, "we have won this day, now find the necromancers, we will need their help to replenish the army."

The Necromancers begin the restruction of the fallen regiments , Aminus returns to his ship with the commanding Necromancer waiting.

"Just shut up. Your words mean nothing to me."

"Fool , I will return.