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

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**nocturne's wrath**

i walk outside leaving message that i am at the librarian translating texts.
[ brother make a shadowclone of me and make sure that it is doing some translating stuff.]
i use lightbend and silentrun.

**Tyranic Marta**

Which kind of elf?
but otherwise good

**Tyranic Marta**

mkay, whr are you heading Silentsong?

**nocturne's wrath**

Towards the gate

**Mordoskul**

Forming into powerful phalanx formations, with shields rippling over one another to form a powerful barrier, the Golden Army begins it's advance, with a thousand thousand spears glittering in the sunlight like a razor hedge. Iliad rides atop a great bronze chariot pulled by a team of two great skeletal steeds barded in golden plate, his great khopesh drawn with deadly intent. The corpse of the Ataani warlord rode as his driver, a spear of iron strapped across his back, his eyes shining with unholy blue light. A volley of arrows turned the sky sable black as they rained down upon the foe, piercing flesh, bone, and steel with their bronze tips. "Onward! For the Golden Man!"

**Tyranic Marta**

(your attacking the other undead iliad?)
(Silentsong) You catch up with the soldiers and in the darkness of early evening you can see hundreds of arrows arcing through the air

**prototype_X**

umm what kinds are there?
something dark/evil/cruel?
dark elf?

**Tyranic Marta**

if you read the origional post there is a bit on races, and there is a specific one about dark elves

**prototype_X**

Name: night wraith
age:unknown
class: assasin
race:elf (dark)
weapons: twinn wrist cross bows folding crossbow and large assortment of knives
biograpy:relitavly new member of the guild but an experienced assasin
description tall and dark skinded robed individual

**prototype_X**

can i start now?

**Tyranic Marta**

Sure ive got to head of now but oyu can post yourself in if you want but if i get back first ill do it

**nocturne's wrath**

(YAY A NEW APPRENTICE FOR THE GUILT XD)

**Mordoskul**

Tyranic Marta wrote:(your attacking the other undead iliad?)

Your post made it sound like I was opposing the other undead force. Is that not true?

**Tyranic Marta**

no not really you can if you want tho, sos about that

**Dave_Nz**

OH harro

Name: PlethorA
Age: 753
Class: Demonologist
Race: Dwarf
Weapons: Sacrificial knife, odyysseus idol
Armour: full cloth
Appearance/Bio: Beard that goes down to feet, white, wrinkles followed by the classic apearence of an old man, and a walking kane. "Eagle like" eye brows.

**Tyranic Marta**

Yeah all good will PM skills nw...

**Tyranic Marta**

(PlethorA) You crest the ridge, a sleepy town before you, or at least it was some time ago before the undead swept through killing your minions, hundreds of stable possessed dead due to the efforts of those bone-bags

your grimace shows through your flowing beard, tinged red with blood despite your age. So much work to be replaced, people would have to be found, possessed and then brought here, to remake this haven of the dammned.

**nocturne's wrath**

i search shelter in the shadows while i also climb up(still partially under lightbend and silent climb run thingie.)

**Tyranic Marta**

(climb up where? try and be clear in where your going)

**nocturne's wrath**

On the gatehouse while lightbended so i can see the necros and stuff

**Tyranic Marta**

all good

(Nocturne) as you peak the gatehouse you look across a plateau of undead, the plains of Phobos are literally covered with the undead, dark stormclouds cover the sky and rain patters down about you, archers and engineers manning ballistae frantically fire into the hordes, swarms of arrows and Ballista bolts smashing into the deathless foe.

Amidst the carnage there is a core of warriors who appear to be immune to the ravages of this assault, warriors twice as tall as a man covered in ancient plate armour made of some kind of stone wielding outlandish weapons. In their midst is the shape of a golden chariot pulled by likewise barded steeds, the warrior in its cupola is a powerful figure who commands those around him with apparent ease, a massive outlandish sword hangs aross his back in a likewise bonded sheath.

Across from him some 600Metres away there is a great host of the undead also, many necromancers are present there, you can feel their power eminating through the ground.

Down in the coutyard you can see a huge group of paladins and Knights arrayed for war, their gleaming white plate armour proof against the undead before them.

Even these strong warriors however are nothing to the massive satyr in thier midst, Huge layers of plate armour adorn his body and a titanic mace swings from his right hand.

**Dave_Nz**

Okay,

After seeing my encampment totally destroyed and all my possessed people I decide to look into the local tavern and use the map posted on the walls to find, to my enlightment a small elf encampment that had recently relocated due to plague.

Heading off to the apothocary to possibly potions of healing or other special attributes.

**Tyranic Marta**

(PlethorA) You search through the apothecary and find...

several vials of blood, and a bllodstained deamonic idol which you can use to aid in the summon of more powerful daemons

**Dave_Nz**

Bitchin.

Okay now after looting the store, im heading off to the nearby elvish camp to begin the poession of the people.

**the-bullet**

Name: Yarnek
Age:165
Class: Archer
Race:ataani
Weapons obsidian long bow, Barbed obsidian arrows, obsidian butterfly knife
Armour Obsidian splint mail
Appearance/Bio: black fur, red eyes, claws.....sortof

**Tyranic Marta**

sounds good

nice to see this growing

will pm skills in a sec

**the-bullet**

(tyranic)
okay....so what do i do now???

**Tyranic Marta**

intro post, if your unsure of what to do read some of the previous posts to get the hang of it.

(Yarnek) The treeline gives way to open coast, you look out from you Island home with doubt in your heart, noone ever returns from these journeys... noone. Your scared but thats ok, you will free his soul; The son of plague.

You enterr your vessel, a group of your brothers your brethren around you, and you push of from the shore.

The coast of the mainland, thats my first goal, you think

**prototype_X**

nightwraith awoke in his bed in his room in the assasins guild.

today was the day!

nervously he walked to the grand masters council chamber, today he would be given his first assasination today he would be given the chance to become a full member of the guild

he entered.

**Tyranic Marta**

(nude? nah jokes

)
You open the door quietly, and infront of you is the master of the watch the Reaper's second in command, you nod nervously to him, "May i see the Reaper?"

He looks coldly at you, "The reaper is currently indisposed, why did you wish to see him?"

"He was to give me my first assignment"

"Ah yes, Nightwraith wasnt it?, he told me to expect you"

"he did?"

"He did, no hush and sit down"

you sit down at the low table, you fold your legs on the small cusion as you have been taught and you proffer the underside of your wrists, he takes them and crosses them, and into your right hand he places a small roll of parchment, in the other he places a knife.

"This is your assignment, he taps the roll, do not open it until you are out of this room, you must either accept the assignment here or destroy it with the knife, you do not get to see your first assignment until you have made this choice as a sign of faith, what is your choice?"