War of the Undead "RPG"

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**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**Tyranic Marta**

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.

**blood reaper**

"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

**Tyranic Marta**

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.....

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**blood reaper**

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

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**Tyranic Marta**

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.

**blood reaper**

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

**Tyranic Marta**

*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.*

**blood reaper**

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.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**Tyranic Marta**

(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?"

**blood reaper**

"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.

**Nocturnal_Absence**

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

**blood reaper**

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

**Nocturnal_Absence**

Sonuvah...
Yeah, just a moment.

**Nocturnal_Absence**

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.

**blood reaper**

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.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**Nocturnal_Absence**

Seth'oral flees with his master.

**Tyranic Marta**

(whatre my ops?)

**blood reaper**

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.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**blood reaper**

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

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

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

**Nocturnal_Absence**

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

**blood reaper**

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!"

**Nocturnal_Absence**

What the hell? How am I a troll?

**blood reaper**

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