(Fantasy Role Playing Game(Non Warhammer))Stone, Act two: Dawn of Darkness(Infinite Places Left)

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**RaptorsTalon**

I decide to lead my party onwards, marching northwards to the third of the four temples, the forth of which is west from there.
We keep an eye out for any of the strange things we had seen while we ride.
Me and Darath use our staffs as torches...

Just to recap:
Edon: Gloves
Orac: Breastplate

**Tyranic Marta**

ok all of the artifacts give the same base bonus, a 1/2 (50%) increase to the pure stat of the cahracter wearing them, but if both of them are eqquipped on the same character then they increase the pure stat by 75% and increase the White Stat by 50% (the stat in harmony with the pure stat, ie a warrior would have his strength increased by 50% and his health increased by 75%)

(GM) The party continues to the temple, now the shades of the carriages appear regularly at dusk each night but when you try to approach they dissapear

**Tyranic Marta**

(Rab) The shadows retreat hastily when you try to attack them and you find yourself having to recover ammunition as they dissapear when attacked

(Noccy) "I brought you here because i knew you could help me, and i knew she could help her" He points at Aurella, "shes not going to last long if the daemons come for her."

**Mordoskul**

The Golden Army marched forth, taking lives and drinking fear as more and more rose to join their unliving ranks. Nations were left empty husks in their wake, the dead having risen to join their killers. Iliad felt no pride or satisfaction in the deed, only a feeling of emptiness resounded hollowly in his chest. He was a tool, nothing more. The breeze caressed his golden plate, yet his unliving flesh felt nothing, he was beyond matters of mortality. Yet, the hold that the Golden Man used to choke Iliad was slipping ever so slightly, and the former elf now conquered not only for his master, but for himself. No more would he be Iliad the Golden, he would become Iliad, King of Dust. He would throw off his master's shackles and use his own army to send him from the multiverse. Then, Iliad would die, the oblivion denied him for eons would finally be his.

**nocturne's wrath**

I could help you with what brother say it. And of course she will last long. For i will protect her until my dying breath. I look at aurella. And that is a promise.

**Tyranic Marta**

(Iliad) Good to see you back mate, its been a bit lonely without the Golden man

The armies march into territories not held by the empire, huge tracts of land populated by the roaming orc tribes. slowly your army grows and it gets to a stage where you can no longer maintain all of your warrioirs. A good 10,000 undead stand at your back as you reach the eastern coast. No one had crossed that ocean in 3000 years, not before the fall.

**Tyranic Marta**

(noccy) She smiles at you fondly and (proto) nods, "I need your help, someone is corrupting the assassin guilds. all of them.

**nocturne's wrath**

Then we will do what we are best. But first i want aurella to become at full strength. So we have to wait. Someone some more tea? I nod to the tea pot

**Tyranic Marta**

(noccy) Aurella nods and (Proto) does too

"Were gonna need reinforcements, the four of us wont be enough

**nocturne's wrath**

I give them their tea. "As i hate to admit it. You are right." I sit down next to aurella and look at her. "But she is my priority." I cut myself in the finger with one knife. And begin to draw an dragon on my whole left arm and is stops with its fangs around my heart. "Aurella i need only one drop of blood from you." I give her the knife. Just place a drop of blood on to the place where my heart is."

**Tyranic Marta**

nawwwwwwwww

She pricks her finger and waits a second then dabs your chest

**Mordoskul**

The Golden Army continues it's march, spilling upon the banks of the Empire, ready to do battle.

**Tyranic Marta**

The URMC (United Races Mercanary Confederate) Has a massive defense force of orcs humans and elfs, which is drawn from all ends of the Empire, this confederate force quickly moves to oppose you.

The fist real battle is just after you have sacked the town of Northstream. Your army is marching towards its next goal when you hear whoops and catcalls, then a shower of fire tipped arrows begins to fall amognst your ranks, the arrows seem to have come from nowhere, and then you are feeling the full force of the assault. Warhorses with men on their backs are riding parrallel to your force well out of bowshot but they are firing crossbows with explosive tipped bolts into your ranks.

**The Bringer**

(Wow, so if we had all 4 pieces of armor on one man, he'd be BLELBLEBLWELBLBELEHHH amazing!!!! Chuck Norris in mortal form.)

*to party*

"The more I see these carriages the more I lose my sleep. Let us lay a trap for them, and solve the mystery of their origin and purpose."

**Mordoskul**

Raising their shields high, the Golden archers fire their bows down upon the horsemen. The Liche Priests and Necrolytes begin to cast spells of ensnaring and entrapment upon the more mobile groups of enemy units.

**Tyranic Marta**

(does well out of bowshot not mean anything to you?? jks its ok)

The arrows from your cohirts fall well short of the retreating horsemen and your spells do little to the nimble horses who flee ouside the range of your casters

the quarrels fired by the horsemen have a powerful affect even against the raised shields of your cohorts, many of them are wrecked by explosions.

(remember you have infanty heavy medium and light, archers, chariots and siege weapons, as well as your liche priests and your guard)

**Tyranic Marta**

Orac looks to Ranun, "how would you suggest we lay a trap for something that seems to dissapear the moment we are close?"

**nocturne's wrath**

The dragon begins to move and ends fully covered over my arm and heart turning into a tattoo. "This is one of the magicks from my former family. Because now i am bonded to you. When you die i die. I also have the power to find you when you are lost. And now i only need to do one more thing. Aurella may i finish the ritual because now also you need a tattoo. This one will not kill you when i die.

**Tyranic Marta**

"Where are you putting it?"

**nocturne's wrath**

On your hand. And it will not hurt i promise

**Tyranic Marta**

"OK"

**nocturne's wrath**

I Start drawing an lotus on her hand with in the middel an open place. Now you must put your hand on the dragon and then put some from your blood in the middel of the lotus.

**Tyranic Marta**

XD this is so cute XD

sorry i couldnt help it

im professional again

She hesitantly touches her hand to your chest

**nocturne's wrath**

I gently take her hand and put it on my breast on the place of my heart. I then take her other hand and put a drop of blood on the lotus.

**Tyranic Marta**

she gasps slightly feeling a strage tingling in her palm and chst but other than that she doesnt move

(proto) is looking faintly amused

**nocturne's wrath**

It is ok nothing is gonna huurt you. Because everything done to you will be transfered to me

**Tyranic Marta**

She smiles and hugs you, she whispers in your ear, "thankyou Kozac"

**nocturne's wrath**

Thank you aurella. And i stand up (barely). But now i think it is best for us to go to bed because this magic will become intens the following hour. But i know you can handle it i smile to aurella. But now. Proto can you please show us the bedroom.

**Tyranic Marta**

"Sure"

He takes you up a flight of stairs to a guest room which has two double beds.

**nocturne's wrath**

after i put aurella in one bed i take a chair. aurella i want you to know that when you wake up i will not look the same as now. my hair will probably turn snowwhite and so will my skin. my eyes and tattoo will turn blood red. that is how i will look after the transormation. but for the transformation to succeed i must stay as close to you as possible. this is because i will now be bonded to your blood not my own. you dont have to be scared because i will just be myself but just my appaerance changes. this is also the spell my ancestors used to make their bodygaurds. and i need to stay to you as close as possible or i will be dead because my heart will stop pumping. i sit down and look at aurella. oh and proto the other bed is yours. i put my chair directly against aurrella's bed.