A War for Faith

[14:13:32] The incandescent glow of the moon was crimson and shared a hue akin to that of blood. The color was appropriate to what was about to happen, the atrocities that would occur here in the desert. Rain fell incessantly, slamming into the sand, combining with it, and creating a quagmire that spanned miles. It was the eve of war and soon it would be upon them--fast, swift, and bold, war would come, halting for no man or woman, until all was devoured and the seeds of the future would be planted.

Howard marched abreast of the formation of soldiers. Poots were lifted and slammed into the muck, over and over again, like a weakened drum the metal soles smashed through. His head was lowered but that did not help. The rain made his hair darker and heavier, and it fell messily before his eyes--he did not move it, knowing that it would pointless soon enough.

The forces of evil had amassed beneath a blood soaked banner, and had tried to purchase power with the innocent souls--the souls were now damned and there was no power to be found. Howard looked upon them for the first time. He beheld the sheer malevolence that was responsible for so many deaths. He wore a look of disgust on his face, and it grew darker and heavier with each passing second.

He gripped his staff between his gloved fingers, holding it with all of the strength he had. He walked forward steadily into the maw of war, into the belly of the beast, and possibly straight into his own demise.
(Howard Roark)
[14:13:32] Eredis whispers something.
[14:13:32] Zoralth: (...Whats my name...)
[14:13:32] Mattias Hirano whispers something.
[14:14:24] Kudana: (You DID rp the rain)
[14:14:24] Dimitri Montblanc: (hello my grandchild)
[14:14:24] Joan: [Quick, what's the code for colour text
[14:15:15] Joan: [Should write it down somewhere...
[14:15:15] Mattias Hirano: [its different for each color
[14:15:15] Eredis: (<font color=<
[14:15:15] Daphne Artemis: (<Font color=#ABCDEF>
[14:15:15] Dimitri Montblanc: (<font color=color></font>)
[14:15:15] Feithan S. Avharain: ((hello crown
[14:15:15] Zoralth: ( <Font Color=****>
[14:15:15] Feithan S. Avharain: ((i will have u soon
[14:15:15] Joan: [Danke
[14:15:15] Gyro, Gyro, where's.. Where's Gyro?

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. The boy's feet carried him a great distance across all of Nostvale, searching for his friend. They had a rough idea of where and when the enemy would arrive-- They had a perfect idea of exactly how to do battle. That is, do battle in the name of Belial, the Sealed God.

The boy's hands tightly gripped his sword. He wore a darker jerkin of armor, a thick, red vest procured from one of the shops in Nostvale. His friend was no where to be found--
I guess I'll just have to.. Have to watch my own back, huh?

The child exhaled a nervous breath. He stood at the back of the gathered army, his eyes just barely able to peer in between the bodies of his fellow soldiers. He felt a bit of fear-- Some apprehension about this war. He might not make it back.

That thought scared him quite a bit, actually.

The thought was shaken from his head once he took in mind what he was fighting for-- Who he was fighting for. Belial. His amibiton. His desire. It helped to lessen the fear of death, and create some sort of acceptance within the boy.

His blade was drawn, eyes staring straight ahead towards faces he didn't know, towards people that were simply obstacles to overcome. Then, he waited. He waited for the moment to spring forth into action, and for battle to begin.
(Ein Eltrice)
[14:16:06] Eredis whispers something.
[14:16:06] Aurora Rosengard: that didn't take long for items to be called out )
[14:16:06] Ein Eltrice: (ow)
[14:16:06] Droom. Droom. Droom.

The sound of steel boots on cobblestones sounded, as the army of Danarium marched. Haleakalas most of all. He wasn't going to wait on a fight. No, instead, at the forefront of the army, walking next to Gabriel, he would become a giant. His armor creaked and groaned and snapped in places as he shifted in form, the massive Palthus' Bone glaive leaning against his shoulder as he walked. Eighteen feet tall of muscle, steel

And anger.

Steel boos would sink deeply into the sand as the giant marched, blood moon shining against the purple of his armor. They could see the Nostvalian army in the distance. Smell the rotting corpses on poles. What was once the black gate was colored red, with the blood of those that wouldn't convert. Of those that stood against Belial, and all the sickness that he would bring. To think, the cyclops was so very close to being one of them. He was almost glad Clementine had pushed him to leave. But now he was back.

Hair tied back, rain gushing down over the giants body, he would stare out into the Nostvalian army. He spotted the great bird, Cyne. He spotted Feithan, and there was Judas. And of course, there were many more, faces all he recognized from the handful of years he had spent there. His head would tilt back, glancing up at the bloodred moon, before falling back down to earth. This would chance the course of Valmasia.
(Haleakala)
[14:16:06] Shepherd: whisper (( look at that tasty unique over there ))
[14:16:06] It was time! Time for the big show... Time to defeat the enemy, those who dared to defy the will of Belial, those who refused to accept the cult's might... Belial's might and influence!

These sacrifices? Those that decided to march up towards the Crimson Gate had but one purpose to the masses gathered here -to be slaughtered! Then again... Converting those who might be broken mentally could make for a rather interesting piece of play, or rather Arwen believed as much.

"It's time... Time to do this... Time to commit! Besides... They're attacking us, it's only self-defense!", the masked Falco chuckled out, glancing from left to right as she did so, her view lingering on comrades standing besides her!

Speaking of which; concealment! Arwen currently had her face hidden from view, just another hoodlum if anything but if one was to look closely? The horns that once belonged to Adelaide Hirano!? They were on Arwen's own! As if to be some sort of threatening decorative piece to top off the whole edgy attire she was equipped with...

Yikes!

It'd be on this night, this night along which Arwen would prove herself a zealot and more importantly?! To make this action serve as an apology to Ariadne, for Arwen was full-well committed to carrying out this maddened act of violence against the opposition here. Hoping to bring about results for Judas and Ariadne, if the latter were correct? Then who knows what was in store for them all!

And what was this? Tapping against the ground now? It was crimson rain, that tumbled down from that darkened sky high above? As the blood-red moon that cast a rather unusual light on the battlefield? It'd certainly make a few chills run down spines, right? To Arwen it was a sign of what had to be done and more to the point the colour of her primary magic, her tool! Hellstorm; red arcs, ripping and dancing around her in an aggressive and violent pattern, repeating every so often -- if anything, she'd be using the exact same methods as to paint the Black Gate, now-coined Crimson Gate against those that stood before the army of those aligned with Belial!
(Arwen Falco)
[14:16:06] Shepherd: (( oops mc ))
[14:16:57] Joan: [INB4 CODE FUCK UP!
[14:16:57] Amir: (sweats aggressively
[14:16:57] A bloody red, luminous moon. If that wasn't a sign that the depraved forces of Belial was on the march. The gates soon began to rise as the men and women of the Moon soon bursted free like an edgy swarm of locusts.

Joan was ready. If they survived here, she would be successful in her duties and helped to stop the depraved cult from gaining any ground. If she died? She would fall a martry of the Urayan faith. Either way, she would still fight on until her dying breath.

Readying Elaedac's mercy in her hand she would rise it up into the air as she started chanting a prayer to the Goddess of justice, mercy...And vengeance.

In darkness i will be light
In times of doubt i will keep faith
In throws of rage i shall hone my craft
In vengeance i shall have no mercy
In the midst of battle i shall have no fear
in the face of death i shall have no remorse!

(Joan)
[14:16:57] Fingers are kept upon the bracelets of the former Melym queen -- a construct of ice, one that he was given by the king himself.. Well, Amir had to keep it -- and he had to try and help win this war! He had oaths to keep; those he had sworn to Hera, those he had sworn to the king, those that he had sworn to Gabriel.. It was important that he did things like this.

So, when battle begins to erupt; Amir doesn't particualrly know what to do -- aside from.. Uh, yeah. Amir was just marching with them all as this went on; trying to make sure he did not die like a certain friend was foretelling, if he were to fall at any point in tihs battle, of course. Amir was trying rad not-to-die and he was trying hard to... Not fall at all.

Oh, he could only keep the hope that he did not fall!!!!!!!
(Amir)
[14:16:57] Howard Roark: LOL)
[14:16:57] Joan: [Well it kinda worked
[14:16:57] It was wrong, at least that was how he felt as he walked along side several of the hired help. He didn't feel anything like him self, more so just an stranger in the sand. He wanted to be how he always was fight how he wanted to. Yet he could not, he did not, even if every bone in his body cried out for him to take to the sky's and bring the whole wrath of his people down on them, he simply couldn't, not yet. All he could do was embrace a lie that he had created. Ironic, he was considered a villan at the time by the people he went to war along side.

With the thunder soon turning to rain and the lines meeting each other in that normal awkward pause of war. He would extend his hand out so that the rain would cares against his bare hand. It felt different when not covered in scales. Everything felt different, he hated it in truth. Yet there was something rather poetic about it all. Rain to wash away the blood. It seemed at least some one up there was watching them.

His state of trance would not last long however as a light breath would steam from his lips. Once again there he was, fighting some one else's war. Perhaps he would have been better of just being a soldier of fortune. He would have been liveing like a king by now. His eyes would yet remain focused on those before him. "Nostvale hu?" he would speak out softly more so to himself than any one else. "Maybe the place is just cursed."
(Desmend Blacktooth)
[14:16:57] (Cult of Belial) Ninurta E. Avharain {Acolyte}: this fucking
[14:16:57] (Cult of Belial) Ninurta E. Avharain {Acolyte}: black pos
[14:16:57] The air was hot and arid

The call to war was sounded and he answered. He was not part of the legion for very long but he would not allow them.. no.. his new brothers and sisters in arms to fight without doing anything he could to help.

He gazed at the approaching force, and regognised few of the faces but one stood out in particular. What was his name again? The kind man who warned Him not to get involved? Howard, that was it. He was saddened it had come to this, he hoped not to meet the man who had been kind to him when he first arrived in the land. but it was too late for that now.

He was needed to defend the gate, with his brothers and sisters in arms.
He would not lie to himself, he was scared. Terrified even, but it was time.
"This is it" he said softly to himself. Taking a breath to steady himself. He prepared for battle.
(Herman Shard)
{NARRATION} Gabriel vs Judas Dimitri vs Ashura Haleakala vs Eredis Adriane vs Daphne Aurora Kudana vs Howard Rylus Basile vs Amir Nio Shepherd vs Noelle Aksana Mattias vs Joan Jiba
[14:17:48] Kudana: (HELLO HOWARD)
{NARRATION} (If you do not have a matchup, stay put and I'll organize you)
[14:17:48] Shepherd: (( I GOT A MATCH ))
[14:17:48] Shepherd: (( NOELLE :D ))
[14:17:48] Feithan S. Avharain: ((why am i not
[14:17:48] The young Ookami followed in line with the rest of the soldiers. Waiting for them all to reach the point in the desert that would be their battleground. It was a long day that lead into the night and he seemed to already be a little bit weary. He had been staying up most nights, worried about the day that the fight will happen. That day, or night in this case, has finally come and he was as ready as he could be. Donning the armor of the Custodians, his friend close by as well. He could only hope that they both make it out of this battle alive.

He got a little bit parched and took a sip from his gourd of water, continuing to follow the others in silence. As soon as they arrived though, he could already hear the people of Nostvale crying out for blood. 'I'm sorry grandpa, all that work you did to try and make sure Nostvale didn't turn evil and... it has. Well, time to retake the place and turn it into something good once more.' He thought to himself as he would look upon the army that he was to fight.

He's really glad he doesn't have to fight these guys on his own, but now is the time to focus. He has to try and make sure none of them pass this point and take Sanarium. For the children, the elderly and all thise that wished to not join the fight. Yes, to his last breath, none shall get past him on this day, for he will become a wall for them to attempt to break. He already knows Daphne can handle herself, it's the rest of them he worries about at this point.
(Jiba)
[14:17:48] ?!: (gonna delete these npcs)
[14:17:48] Feithan S. Avharain: ((fighting dimitri
[14:17:48] Eredis: (I FUCKING KNEW IT
[14:17:48] Ninurta E. Avharain: ( Lame. )
[14:17:48] Feithan S. Avharain: ((admins??
[14:17:48] Amir: (heyo!
[14:17:48] Dark wings spread wide. Fifty foot wingspan brought to it's full size as he perches upon the Crimson gates above the Nostvale army. The draconic-avian's claws dig hard into the stone before they let loose a massive bellow, like the heralding horns for Nostvale's side. The deep bass shaking the sands of the desert before them and a few dunes collapse here and there.

The wings giving a great beat downwards before he is joining his fellow soliders among the crowds. Small hordes of yokai crowding around him as he finally alights onto the ground, the enthralled minnions eager for a taste of sapiant magi flesh. The Kaor himself letting loose a snarl as he gazes towards the opposing army, red slitted eyes widening like an owl's as he adjusts for the light. Breath coming out in great gusts as wind and occultic powers swirl around him slowly.

"Our war will be great... Belial's freedom shall reach all who perish here, and hopefully before my teeth do." A loud chuckle before he glances towards Kudana the second Kaor to have joined their army. "I've not worked with my own kind before- However I think this is a good time to start. Let us see who can eat the most hmm?"
(Cyne)
[14:17:48] Noelle De'Cygnus: [Hey ^-^
[14:17:48] Eredis: (CALLED IT
[14:17:48] ?!: (because he's tri-nerfed)
[14:17:48] Mattias Hirano: [oh im against hoan again
[14:17:48] Feithan S. Avharain: ((ya 2v1
[14:17:48] The pale boy breathed in, looking about the battlefield, where was Amir? Fortunately it hadn't quite gotten to the point where he could no longer keep track of his friend. He frowns at the Sarradian, barely restrained from a glare at the boy. Even if he was here to make sure no harm came to his friend, but at the same time... Amir was the damned reason that the Atlas was attending a war, he hated this.

It would never be omitted by the angry teenager, but right now...

He was scared.

He had heard the horror stories that came with the wars and even more that came from Nostvale itself. People were going to die to these demons, he could die to these demons! The boy's grip tightens around the wooden blade, the runes glowing softly, they comforted him. He looks up towards the moon, it's red light practically mocking him for such fear.

He glares back up at it.

What the hell did he have to be afraid of, it's not like any of the people here would be able to keep up with him, the idea was laughable. The thought allows a confident smile to grow on his face as he takes a step forward. "Try not to slow me down Amir and I'll make sure you get on just fine."
(Nio Atlas)
[14:17:48] Mattias Hirano: [aksana get over here
[14:17:48] Rylus Falco: (uh
[14:18:40] Desmend Blacktooth: (good luck yall)
[14:18:40] Rylus Falco: (o
[14:18:40] Marrowit: (i will stay here...)
[14:18:40] Feithan S. Avharain: ((laame..
[14:18:40] Marrowit: (make me proud, cultists!)
[14:18:40] ?!: (you can fight dimitri then)
[14:18:40] Feithan S. Avharain: ((i dont have a fight
[14:18:40] Herman Shard: (Time to stay put
[14:18:40] Aurora marched along with the troops, with the others. It was a silent walk for her, as the impending fight weighed heavily on her mind. She didn't intend to fight with the others, no, she'd remain on the backlines for support, casting her magics around the battlefield where needed.

Plus, she could always help the wounded as they came to the back of the fight, utilizing her skills from the various shelters she constantly volunteered at. Still, though. What if she had to fight anyway? She would do it regardless, but she wasn't much of a fighter. She'd... never actually fought at all, now that she throught about it. Seems a giant walk through the desert left for a lot of self reflection.

Sticking close to her cousin and her friend Amir, she didn't talk at all for the whole journey, beyond a simple "Stay safe, everyone." To people as they prepared for the incoming fight...
(Aurora Rosengard)
[14:18:40] Cyne: (HALE)
[14:18:40] Ashura: (who can fight dimitri? )
[14:18:40] Haleakala: (WHAT
[14:18:40] Feithan S. Avharain: ((he can 50% me most of the time..
[14:18:40] Mattias Hirano: [jiba follow joan
[14:18:40] Arwen Falco: (i haven't got a fite atm)
[14:18:40] Cyne: (IF YOU HURT MY BBY)
[14:18:40] Cyne: (I WILL DESTROY YOU)
[14:18:40] Oh, oh war.

Standing among the front lines of a situation that likely should not have been in play... She did not mind the chaos around that surrounded, honestly! Her eyes flickered, around and around there at all those that had gathered. She hadn't expected such a large turn out, but... She knew that she could rely on her cultists without fear, without trouble, and they would help guide them into a whole new age of chaos and darkness. Kicking a foot there off of the ground, the girl there gave but a small shake of her head from side to side.

It was time to find opponents, and it was time to win.

For Belial. For her Cult. For her people.

It was as simple as that.

"Come."
(Ariadne Hirano)
[14:18:40] Haleakala: (K
[14:18:40] The pounding of the march, the battle cries of the people of Danarium, the bellowed orders of the commanders as the creak of armor and the bashing of metal fills the air. Gabriel at the head of the host, outdecked in armor and the cloak of the Custodians, the holy symbol around his neck the only indication of his true calling of the priest hood.

Sacred Knights standing around him singing the Hymns of war, Gabriel joining in with the bits he knows, summoning his courage hopefully with the aid of Gaizin and the gods of war.

"Eraer reforge me into the weapon needed to fight Depravity. Eraer forge my mind into a sliver of faith, to defeat the depraved. The power of faith can beat back the enimies of the faithless. The power of faith can win the day, we are able to win this battle despite everything else."

Letting out the sigh as he tries to calm his nerves. This priest turned King. This man who is not a fighter ready to fight for his country and for the good of Valmasia. This is just what he will have to do.
(Gabriel Maltak)
[14:18:40] Mattias Hirano: [joan lead the way!
[14:18:40] Eredis: (WE'RE GOING TO HAVE THE MOST FABULOUS HAIRALICIOUS FIGHT EVER
[14:18:40] Jiba: (Following)
[14:18:40] Daphne Artemis: (btw Cyn)
[14:18:40] Cyne: (Alright have fun kids)
[14:18:40] Daphne Artemis: (Is that actual Arimanes?)
[14:18:40] Ashura: (no)
[14:18:40] Shepherd whispers something.
[14:18:40] Mattias Hirano: [unless they are afk...
[14:19:31] Daphne Artemis: (oh just the sprite? wierd)
[14:19:31] Ashura: (its just her scythe's sprite )
[14:19:31] Ariadne Hirano: no ]
[14:19:31] Ariadne Hirano: jesse gave it to me ]
[14:19:31] ?!: (ok, ashura)
[14:19:31] Ashura: (hi hi)
[14:19:31] ?!: (uhm)
[14:19:31] Dimitri Montblanc: (who am I fighting then)
[14:19:31] ?!: (aaaaa)
[14:19:31] Feithan S. Avharain: ((me i think
[14:19:31] Feithan S. Avharain: ((for the IC
[14:19:31] Dimitri Montblanc: (i can reliably fight feithan alone)
[14:19:31] ?!: (no, you'd destroy him)
[14:19:31] Feithan S. Avharain: ((wow..
[14:19:31] ?!: (and he has no-
[14:19:31] Feithan S. Avharain: ((just pair daphne w/ him
[14:19:31] Feithan S. Avharain: ((??
[14:20:22] ?!: (well if youre sure dimitri)
[14:20:22] Dimitri Montblanc: (*cant)
[14:20:22] ?!: (daphne has a match)
[14:20:22] Feithan S. Avharain: ((oh.
[14:20:22] Feithan S. Avharain: .((then yah if he wants to fight me alone i will..
[14:20:22] Ariadne Hirano: yea daphne has ]
[14:20:22] Nefertari: [clem?]
[14:20:22] ?!: (there's a lot of sideliners on nostvale's side)
[14:20:22] Ariadne Hirano: a 2v1 v me ]
[14:20:22] Ariadne Hirano: zz ]
[14:20:22] Nefertari: [does she have a match?]
[14:20:22] {combat} Evelynn Avharain has been defeated by Marrowit! They're unable to continue fighting.
[14:20:22] Clementine Hirano: (hi)
[14:20:22] Dimitri Montblanc: (i can't fight him alone)
[14:20:22] Clementine Hirano: (no)
[14:20:22] Dimitri Montblanc: (i hate this fukin keyboard)
[14:20:22] Arwen Falco: (who am i fighting)
[14:20:22] Ashura: ( I can fight clem )
[14:20:22] Feithan S. Avharain: ((oh
[14:20:22] Feithan S. Avharain: ((then i'll just
[14:20:22] Feithan S. Avharain: ((Stay out..
[14:20:22] Daphne Artemis: (Dimitri is ifighting ahura)
[14:20:22] Feithan S. Avharain: (( : (
[14:20:22] Dimitri Montblanc: (if I have to I will)
{NARRATION} (IF YOU HAVE A MATCHUP, LEAVE THE AREA. Thanks)
[14:21:13] Dimitri Montblanc: (but it'd be a one sided fight unless I get summons or something)
[14:21:13] Blue-hazel hues the only acknowledgement of any existantial status of the forces, soldiers gatherred, come to be slaughterred at the hands of the military mixxed of Danarium and Tilandre, Her shortsword drawn form her hip as she loomed towards the crimson gate, a civilized gate, once mortal and redeemable, now tainted by the dark god of the moon.

Daphne's blade rested outward, at her hip, as she stood near the giant of Danarium, The cyclops serving the force of good. As they marched out, her eyes locked upon a woman baring great horns and a scythe euqally as dour, it's inky black edge garnerring the focussed attention of Daphne, prepared to strike and cleave. However she was not beyond giving the chance to speak; if only she were aware of whom this woman was.

Unbenounced the woman she had just engaged on the field of battle, was none other than a high priest of Belial.
(Daphne Artemis)
[14:21:13] Daphne Artemis: (ok... aurora)
[14:21:13] Daphne Artemis: (Follow0
[14:21:13] Ariadne Hirano: follow ]
[14:21:13] Herman Shard: (Marrowit can you stop dashing into me please? it's killin meh
[14:21:13] Aurora Rosengard: oh I froze )
[14:21:13] Aurora Rosengard: hold on )
[14:21:13] This had nothing to do with Belial or Justice…

She wanted her revenge…

His words rang loud in her head, that of Gabe's…Once the war was over? She'd be hunted down and put to justice. But, equally, who's to say the same would not happen because of Nostvale? Both sides hated her, both sides wanted her dead…How funny it seemed to her. No matter what she did, no matter what side she fought for? She would probably be doomed in the end…So why fight at all, what was the point? Simply put…

She was going to get her children back

Perhaps she didn't have fancy armor, now powerful weapons. She had no outstanding magical abilities, nor a chance in hell against the man she once called a husband. Obsession and hate mixed…So here she stood without fear, ready to break down the black gates; if that was what it took to get her kids back and prove to the monster who hurt them, he could not win.

And then she would go for Judas next…

"…Hmm.."

(Clementine Hirano)
[14:21:13] Ashura: ( ooh boy )
[14:22:04] ?!: (so is there anyone not matched on danarium's side?)
[14:22:04] Clementine Hirano: (me)
[14:22:04] ?!: (ok)
[14:22:04] ?!: (youre fighting feithan)
[14:22:04] Zoralth: (Me....I think? I am defending Tilandre icly.)
[14:22:04] Feithan S. Avharain: (('kaaay
[14:22:04] ?!: (and zora)
[14:22:04] ?!: (in a 2v1)
[14:22:04] Clementine Hirano: (...Well shit)
[14:22:04] Cyne: (Good luck Feithan!)
[14:22:04] ?!: (any low RPLs on nostvale's side?)
[14:22:04] ?!: (130 or less)
[14:22:04] Arwen Falco: (nope)
[14:22:04] Ninurta E. Avharain: ( No. )
[14:22:04] ?!: (dang)
[14:22:04] Herman Shard: (me
[14:22:04] Nefertari: [im 150ish with a 25 vit nerf]
[14:22:04] Herman Shard: (kek
[14:22:04] Cyne: (I am)
[14:22:56] ?!: (youre not signed up herman)
[14:22:56] Aurora Rosengard: what are we doing )
[14:22:56] ?!: (what's your rpl cyne)
[14:22:56] Ariadne Hirano: follow me ]
[14:22:56] Feithan S. Avharain: ((follow me
[14:22:56] Cyne: (129)
[14:22:56] Herman Shard: (I signed up on the forum
[14:22:56] Feithan S. Avharain: ((nerds
[14:22:56] Zoralth marched alongside the united coalition aiming to assault the forces of Nostvale, and he felt excitement at heading towards his first true battle. It was an adrenaline rush, the sound of stamping hooves echoing around him, but the second he caught sight of that twisted force it shattered. He felt himself breaking out in cold sweat, his hands shaking in terror, and the only thing that kept him from running from this fight was his loyalty towards The Draco Nivis.

He felt a bit out of place with his crimson armor bearing the insignia of The Draco Nivis, especially when he was surrounded by people he didn't even know, and this only added to the nervous feeling clutching at his heart. It felt as if ice was forming around him, but he swallowed his fear whilst drawing his blade for the coming battle.

both his hands shaking as he clenched the handle of his blade so tightly blood began to trickle to the ground.

Zoralth muttered under his breath as he tried his best to resist that oppressive aura, even the sound of his allies around him could not comfort him, because he truly didn't believe in them wholeheartedly. "I wish the Nivis were here..." his breathing heavy as he waited for the rival forces to begin clashing. At any moment his life could be taken, he was such a fragile individual, and his mouth was getting dry due to this.
(Zoralth)
[14:22:56] ?!: (follow me)
[14:22:56] Feithan S. Avharain: ((zora and clam
[14:24:38] Daphne Artemis: ooc; Desert and plains
[14:24:38] Daphne Artemis: (OMit)
[14:27:12] Daphne Artemis: (Gonna go bathroom rq)
[14:28:03] Up, up and over the gates she'd go, with one foot forcing her body upwards and into the air there, she'd now tip toe against the very edge of the Crimson Gate there, and she'd lob her body backwards into the air to drop down back behind the gate. It was better to be out of the ring of confusion, right? Coming back up to a stand there, she'd look between the two girls that had followed and she offered...

...A solemn sigh?

Something along those lines. Spinning now with Shadowflame, she'd keep her gaze plastered upon those present, a hand reaching back to grab a hold of her scythe. "I'd suggest turning back now, or..." She commented, squinting a bit in Aurora's direction.

"I'll just have to toss you both back over the gates." Or something along those lines. She wasn't too happy people had followed, mind you!

Ah well, not much you could do there.
(Ariadne Hirano)
[14:34:01] The fight had started. The two armies clashed together in a loud conjuction of hollers and shouts, the clanging of metal resounding through the desert and plains. It was scary at first, to the teenager. She hadn't ever seen anything like this in her life.

Almost immedietely the wounded began getting shepherded to the back of the fight, the various medics brought along beginning their on-the-field treatment before sending soldiers back into the fight. Aurora was doing her part too, throwing spells where needed, grabbing soldiers and dragging them back to the medics. Wrapping a wound here or there.

But it took only one sight for her to change her mind about her plan, her course taking her through the big gate that Nostvale was defending... Right up to Ariadne. She intended merely to ask her about Aedan, about why she'd let her best friend get killed. Though if they ended up fighting, so be it.

"I only came, to hear your story about Aedan, Ariadne." She called out.
(Aurora Rosengard)
[14:36:35] Aurora Rosengard: fuck i'm nervous )
[14:37:26] Aurora Rosengard: this is my first war )
[14:37:26] Daphne Artemis: (You'll do good pig, relax a little)
[14:39:08] Aurora Rosengard: brb going to the bathroom )
[14:40:51] Daphne's sourred expression, the scythe wielding woman, did she not take the pair seriously? "Toss us back... Try it." She quipped in reply, the spirit of a fighter ever ingrained within her, not even the slimmest of remarks of fear upon her face. No, only confident demeanors percolated her expression, she knew in her heart of hearts she could do this, she could fight her and win.

Alongside Aurora of course, whom seemed to make her way onto the battlefield, something that helped Daphne's confidence out immeasurably. Ariadne before the pair she nodded to her cousin. "We wont back down, just because you're telling us to!" She grit her teeth, this was for Aedan; the mention of the older girl's name, only bringing that back to the fore of her mind.

Aurora's words, she grit her teeth, clenching the hilt, to her Aedan was quite a bit more than just a cousin, she was like the older brother she didn't have, he was like the siblings Daphe never had, or if she did, rarely saw. She would humor Aurora's curiousity, simply standing, staring down Ariadne. "Speak, and do not dare tread on his name." The shear volume of fury in her tone, in her demeanor, the grandchild of Demeter, the familial orientation of Daphne, it was clearly vivid, and more than just a candle as to who she was as a person.
(Daphne Artemis)
[14:41:42] Aurora Rosengard: i'm here )
[14:42:33] Aurora Rosengard: lets )
[14:42:33] Aurora Rosengard: get this show on the road I guess )
[14:42:33] Ariadne Hirano: ok ]
[14:42:33] Ariadne Hirano: should i cd ]
[14:42:33] Aurora Rosengard: go for it )
[14:42:33] Ariadne Hirano: u ready daphne? ]
[14:42:33] Daphne Artemis: (ye)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 10)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 9)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 8)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 7)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 6)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 5)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 4)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 3)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 2)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 1)
[14:43:24] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: Go!)
[14:43:24] {combat} Aurora Rosengard has been defeated by Ariadne Hirano! They're unable to continue fighting.
[14:43:24] {combat} Daphne Artemis has been defeated by Ariadne Hirano! They're unable to continue fighting.
[14:43:24] Daphne Artemis's speed returns to normal.
[14:47:40] Daphne Artemis's speed increases!
[14:50:14] "I did not do ANYTHING to harm Aedan Rosengard!"

The announcement was sudden, clear, bright... Stellar. Angry. It was a gamut of emotion from A to Z. Drawing in the very energy around her body, she'd clutch her fists tightly around her weaponry as she grit her teeth together--- hard. She hated it. Why did everyone think that she had a part in spilling his blood? She wasn't even a teenager bent off of Belial's will at that point. People had to give a little bit of credit where credit was due-- when she was Ariadne Eldor, she had pure intentions for those people around her. As simple as that. But now? Now, she was just angry. Angry at a world that did not willingly help.

"...But most people have no decency to realize that because of who I am, where I place my faith, and whatever other factors that they can find." She was mad, yes. And it shone through when she would wager her flame and occultic magics across the battle field. Throwing everything that she had in the direction of the other girls, she was appalled. She hated it. That they came after her with two rather than one.

... But it fed her mind to an intoxicating degree. She loved the thrill of fighting. No one could deny her of that.

"But you could say that he was my first crush. That's not stupid to suggest at all. You'd have to ask the King of Nostvale what his ultimate fate was and what he did to deserve it. Not even I know that after all this time." Skillfully kept out of the know.

It happened. Ah well.
(Ariadne Hirano)
[14:57:04] The simple question asked of Ariadne immedietely had turned into a fight. Aurora wasn't too thrilled about it, since she had no idea what to do; and it very easily showed. Running about the battlefield like a chicken with her head cut off, it didn't take long for Aurora to eventually fall.

Pushing herself up, she retorted. "I'm not accusing you of anything, Ariadne! Nor am I criticizing your faith, as bloody as it is! I merely want to know what happened to my brother." Tears started to come forth, leaving wet streaks upon the Rosengards face. This was... the first time she actually had cried about his death. Before, she merely had shut it all out. She was tired of everyone dying...

Then, came a period of talking between the three. Or two, depending on how Daphne reacted. Auroras face continued to hold the two wet streaks from her eyes, even as she talked.

"Ariadne... He- he kind of liked you too, I think. He denied it when I teased him, but..." Fists clenched, Aurora awaited for the inevitable fight that would most likely happen again.
(Aurora Rosengard)
[14:57:55] She had the same look, even in defeat, even as shadowflame clung, more hurtful than hollowed flames, and all the same, her mind flickered back upon the agony she felt, oh how vicious those memories were, of Howard's illusions of men and women burning before Daphne's 'eyes' She cradled the handle of her blade for a moment, a deep breath, impasse, her pain from the loss of her cousin, it left a great hole in her heart, oh, how she wanted to strike Ariadne down now, for being that bold, bold enough to claim that the person of trust was wrong.

Daphne's eyes, they carried the same sincerity, even in anger, the most fiery of ire she could muster, that they always did, as she spoke. "You have your sister to thank for being only the little, infantescimal amounts of believable. It was probably wrongful, and evil, just like that damn cult you observe!" SHe snarled a slight bit, how she wanted more than ever to just cleave this woman, drop her to the ground, and show her the mercies that Judas had shown Aedan. Upon her blade as she roused it from her side, now glistenned the tears.

She couldn't fail Aedan, not again, no, he couldn't be let down twice, he shouldn't be let down twice! He'd already perished! Today? Today was to be vengeance, if Daphne could even muster it in the slightest.

Ariadne had her full focus. "I'm sorry, but... I cannot accept you didn't at least try to learn, to see to it if it was wrong, and aren't just that cold." She didn't even bring up Aedan, given the words Arwen spoke to him, she felt strength wellig in her bones, this would have to be the best fight in her life, or she wouldn't ever think it possible to avenge Aedan, nary in the slightest.
(Daphne Artemis)
[14:58:46] Daphne Artemis: (Well I'm ready)
[14:58:46] Aurora Rosengard: mhm )
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: every1 ready ]
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 10)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 9)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 8)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 7)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 6)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 5)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 4)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 3)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 2)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: 1)
[14:58:46] Ariadne Hirano: (COUNTDOWN: Go!)
[14:59:37] {combat} Daphne Artemis has been defeated by Ariadne Hirano! They're unable to continue fighting.
[14:59:37] {combat} Aurora Rosengard has been defeated by Aurora Rosengard! They're unable to continue fighting.
[15:00:28] Daphne Artemis: (Aurora plz)
[15:00:28] Daphne Artemis: (Throw your dice)
[15:01:20] Ariadne Hirano: nice ]
[15:01:20] Aurora Rosengard: that was kinda fun )
[15:01:20] Aurora Rosengard: you're just outright stronger than us tho lol )
[15:01:20] Aurora Rosengard: who is ahelping )
[15:02:11] Ariadne Hirano: i can if u want ]
[15:02:11] Aurora Rosengard: also those rolls kinda go with the theme of our rp, so that's kinda neat )
[15:02:11] Aurora Rosengard: yeah go for it )
[15:09:52] "Accept whatever the hell you like. I don't care. It's never been about anyone else, and the fact that you're trying to make this about you?"

...

"You disgust me."

A flouish, a hand snap... And a heavy brush of fire soon crashed forward, blasting through the area of the plains, singing and burning at all the grass there within the area. She cared not. Cared absolutely not. This was nothing that she should've worried herself over, because she did not play anyone's game here... The child of Nostvale would stand high, mighty, and tall before all else...

...And a dash forward, and one hand-- despite any attacks coming from them-- would grapple Daphne by the front of her shirt. "I hate your kind more than anyone else-- The self righteous kind that think they know what's for the best, what is right and good for everyone else. I hate your kind the most because you act like you're better than me for my own panic responses at nothing more than TEN. YEARS. OLD." A scream there, she was angry. Oh boy, was she angry. She hated it.

And then, over her shoulder heavily, she'd throw Daphne RIGHT back over the gate... and her attention turned toward Aurora.

"...But you?"

...

"You understand, don't you? The fear. The anguish. Everything that I went through. Right?" A smile. Forward she'd now glide, even if the other were to attack... she'd roll up the sleeves at her arms and a harrowing display was there, cut all along the pale skin of her arms.

Self mutilation.

"Sometimes, it's the only way the pain goes away." A scant amount of laughter. "Funny... because... Because... I feel nothing but pain all the time."

And her arm lifted there, and soon? She'd attempt to literally backhand Aurora riiiight back over the gate.

They were free to go. Belial dictated it.
(Ariadne Hirano)
[15:11:34] Aurora Rosengard: hmmm )
[15:11:34] Aurora Rosengard: to get backhanded over the gate )
[15:11:34] Aurora Rosengard: or to not )
[15:11:34] Aurora Rosengard: that's hilarious )
[15:12:25] Ariadne Hirano: yesterday i backhanded my aunt into a lake ]
[15:12:25] Daphne Artemis: (Wow... ignored the fact daph said she had Arwen to thank for it)
[15:12:25] Aurora Rosengard: ariadnes backhand game is strong )
[15:12:25] Ariadne Hirano: Arwen and Ariadne made up. ]
[15:12:25] Daphne Artemis: (Oh)
[15:18:24] Aurora watched helplessly as Ariadne simply tossed her cousin far, completely over the gate. It was a sight to behold, even though it was a rather bad thing. Turning to face Ariadne once more with a heavy frown, she shook her head.
"No, Ariadne..." She spoke softly, eyeing the mutiliation upon the girls arm. "I don't fear what you went through. Because I don't know what you went through. No idea at all." The tears came once more. "But I think I know what my brother went through. He went through a lot of pain, I imagine, because he's now dead."

Scanning over the girls arm, she shook her head once more, not expecting the incoming backhand that sent her right back over the gate, a resounding slam ringing out as she impacted somewhere in the sand, unconcious.
She didn't even get the answers she had come for. What a worthless trip.
(Aurora Rosengard)
[15:18:24] Aurora Rosengard: whoops, that spacing. )
[15:20:06] Batterred, bruised, wounded, both on heart and body, only the vain hope that her allies didn't fail, that they could persevere against their enemies, roused in her mind, she even channelled out the madness of Ariadne; the unfortunate state of being was, it was either report their defeat and leave Aurora behind, hopeful that the whole 'tossing them back' thing would still stand, even after their fight, shadowflame on her frame still, clinging to the white cloak she wore, it coming to be torn off- to be replaced later, burning and witherring away. Please... don't take Aurora too... She had the words in her mind, in her heart, as she had to run, of course, as soon as she could even hope to try, she'd been grappled, eyes widenning, tears streaming down, she hadn't heard a lick of Ariadne's words, the grip on her shoulder, causing her to attend, the thin words, veiling in her mind, what little did make it past being droned out, the speach of her disgust, the self riteousness accusation.

It wasn't like Daphne had been trying to seem self righteous, but the state of being, it was simply as thus, Aurora brought up a very sore, agony filled wound, free? She felt the air going past her face, as she blinked again, her mind was adrift; why had Ariadne spared them? They were enemies, what reason did the Hirano have to spare the enemy? What did the Belial worshiper want out of them, that they had to be alive for?

Was there something in Belials will unsaid? Or was it just more of the butt-powderring and posh wordings that Daphne'd read about in history, She'd shudderred, as she had landed, only fortunate enough to impact solid sand by the vaguest remnants of her windy aura, sands shifting as she slid across, essentially face first.

She was barely conscious even with how dampenned the impact might have been. As her pained groan bellowed out, she needed a rest, right where she'd lay for a bit.
(Daphne Artemis)