Fight against a HelHound - DarkLord

[19:14] The preparations had all been laid out throughout the course of the day, and finally it had come time for the true work to begin. Golden eyes remained fixated on the Supreme as he walked towards the center of the circle painted in blood that had been drawn within their woods. Beside it he had placed his fragment and as gestured she too would place one down at the opposite side of the core that was to be their catalyst. It was all coming together, and as she took her steps away from the center of the circle her smirk widened more and more into a full devious grin.

Silence came from her as Hypnos' words echoed within her mind and as he asked she would comply. Her hands rising to the air as she summoned runic arrays around her being to channel her mana outward around her for the purpose of the ritual. Her hands igniting a blistering blue flame as the essence she had gathered over time began to bleed out from her and fuel the process as well.

Those foul words came from her lips with ease, echoing with the rest of the coven as their hellish song echoed throughout the corrupted woods around them.

"Ex Crepusculum nati sumus."

"Dómine, exáudi verba nostra."

"Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo. "

"Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet."
(Sophia arl Aertas)
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[19:14] Standing in position for the ritual on the well-prepared circle with blood willingly (or not) given, her eyes focusing on The Supreme on the middle as he waited for all the sisters to stand ready; and then, laying down a magma core and a curious shard - most likely coming from a very powerful foe.

Sophia then walks forward, also laying her own shard - from places unknown to October.

Indeed. Tonight was a night for celebration - and celebrate they will. A gift from the Dark Lord himself, perhaps. The girl was unaware of what it might be, but still curious nonetheless. Her mind focused on the Supreme's words, and as he finished; October himself started focusing her mana, gathering it - holding it.

Though her mana was corrupted, she had enough control of it at this point to not lose it, even if she was rather nervous with all of this - it was easy to maintain it steady and not just... overflow with occultism.

And so, her mouth sang along the words that echoed in her head.

"Ex Crepusculum nati sumus. Dómine, exáudi verba nostra. Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo. Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet."
(October Primrose)
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[19:16] The Dreadwoods was dark and quiet.
The coven was waiting for what was to be summoned, ready to perform the necessary ritual.

Everything necessary was left in the middle of the circle and we were waiting, wind stopped, there was no sound of water…

Dreadwood was waiting for this.
Twilight Coven was up for it, and the voices in her head continued as Judith repeated it.

We were repeating with October, Synesia, Sadie, Hypnos, Faye, Sophia and Bon

"Ex Crepusculum nati sumus."

"Dómine, exáudi verba nostra."

"Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo."

"Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet."
(Judith Gravedigger)
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[19:19] Faye would position herself somewhere on the pentagram thing painted on the ground like everyone else... Her focus on Hypnos, who's preparing the ritual. To the center of the pentagram placed down a shard of a great dragon and a fragment of... Void? Strange.

She remains silent, allowing them to do the rest of the preparation, before words echoed into her mind as her eyes remains fixated on the tributes prepared by Sophia and Hypnos...

Then follows the song of despair and dread, echoing in their minds.

Awaiting for them to begin the chant, before joining along with them...

"Ex Crepusculum nati sumus.

Dómine, exáudi verba nostra.

Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo.

Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet."
(Faye Sionnach)
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[19:20] "Ex Crepusculum nati sumus."The Lapin prepares her mana, channeling the great Helfire inside her. The exotic, lustful energy inside her stemmed from the chest and radiated out as three crimson crystals of hers embed into the ground to help channel this mana.

"Dómine, exáudi verba nostra." Pulses of mana come from Bon Bon, as she allows the defiled spirit within her, caked with bloodied mud from the Dark Lord Manifest as pure energy, her two palms facing the center with a channeled orb of helish delights.

"Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo." Her voice was crisp, articulate. Her words sultry sweet and beguiling sickness. Rather than forcing the energy out of her, as she always did she coaxes and guides the energy out into the manifestation. The chant escapes her, the air from her lungs devoted to the cause of finding love in the Dark Lord.

"Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet." Magnificent strain is placed on the lapin, the crystals around her eventually draining themselves of life so that she could continue the chant. That which defiles, was beautiful. That which corrupts, was lovely. That which sullies, was lovely.

Full force was put into those words, as her desires unionize in sacrilege against all that was holy, to invoke the coven's desires.
(Bon Bon)
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[19:21] ...Perhaps the Artra would arrive just in time.

It is not with steps, but with a rift suddenly opening that Synesia gathers alongside all of the other witches. After all, it was the most effective way of getting here... Even if she had arrived at a time far from desired.

Because she was minutes away from the marked time, and that simply... wouldn't be good.

Amber eyes scan the ground beneath her, the one naturally covered in blood. It trails towards what was at the center -- that magma core and a fragment of nothing, a fragment that seemed more like an opened rift than anything else.

...And when Hypnos gives the instructions, it is when it clicks, and it is also when Synesia gets in a proper position -- one where it would be hopefully hard to recognize her, but one where the position would be proper nonetheless.

And it is when the Supreme finishes and gets away from the centerof the circle that Synesia begins to concentrate that same foul magic, as everyone else in the Coven -- or at least, it was what she attempted to do.

Yes, because she was no master at this yet.

And it is knowing this that those words in a foreign, perhaps old language are chanted, alongside the Supreme and all of the others. "Ex Crepusculum nati sumus. Dómine, exáudi verba nostra. Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo. Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet."
(Synesia Artra)
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[19:22] Sadie stood feet spread shoulder width apart, as she'd taken up residence at the upper right most corner of the pentagram. It'd been some time since her own ritual had taken place, and now another would be wrought upon the very doorstep of their home.

She focussed then on the present rather than the past, and a two-toned flaxen hued gaze centred at the offerings given, rather than the Supreme.

It spilt freely from her lips then, echoed in her own tongue to trace along the lines that'd leapt from his mind to theirs.

"Ex Crepusculum nati sumus. Dómine, exáudi verba nostra. Aperite portas et de Inferno, et ecce horror magnus et emittam furorem mali in hoc mundo. Domitos satis esse, necesse non genere tantum oportet."




(Sadie)
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[19:22] The sight was of the beholder they say.

Arriving late to the very event that a suspicious figure had invited him too. It had seemed that was better to arrive early than late.

Finding a spot outside of the ritual, Acheron lost himself amongst whatever crowd he found himself in. If not, he'd be standing off to the side.

Piercing golds followed the actions of those amongst the crowd, watching them sacrificing a core to the entity they all praised.

The Dark Lord.

Cants filled the air, unworldly vocals danced around the scene, calling towards a being to which he could never believe.

Acheron's rather unorthodox and even peculiar looks stared forward, his natural conveyance doesn't change or modally shift, he just stands from afar, waiting to see what comes from this particular event.
(Acheron Erebus)
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[19:24] {NARRATION} With such an offering made it did not take long for the circle beneath the coven's feet to light up. A growl. A roar. The earth trembled around the cottage before a MASSIVE tear in space could be seen opening itself up. On the other side lied endless void leading straight to Hel. A terrifying perspective for all. Though it was not their chosen day.

Tonight they were not dining in Hel.
Tonight Hel would come to them.

Heat rose up to extreme extents. The ground shook once again. With a growl and massive claws tearing the rift open further a beast like no other leapt out from Hel. Its fur shifting between red and black as its body danced between spiritual and physical, having been born in the realm below. A Helhound like no other.

And it already bared its canines to the coven.
[19:26] Joy says in telepathy, This is... Fuck.
[19:27] Aelrin ven Astor exclaims, "What the hell is this?!"
[19:28] Acheron Erebus whispers: Shush.
[19:28] Acheron Erebus whispers to Aelrin ven Astor: Watch...
[19:30] Their request had been answered in a manner far, far more potent than Hypnos could have expected. And with it came the danger of hosting such a beast within their woods, within their home. With the quakes, the danger, and the immense panic that likely set those who'd executed the ritual had no choice but to back off further. Minds were reached, or at least, specific minds. Those of the coven would hear the Supreme's words. The others?

Left out of the loop.

"Weaken it. It's the only way it can be tamed. Exhaust its will.

Use anyone around to do the same."

And with these indications and the intent to keep his coven's identity as hidden as it comes the Supreme moved himself northwards, focusing upon the ritual circle to bind the beast.

The rest?

Well, the rest would fight.
(Hypnos Valentino)
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[19:37] Just as she had said all those times, tonight was a showing of what their little family was capable of in this moment. As the fissure was torn between realms the smirk remained ever etched across the woman's features even as more and more outsiders seemed to take this as an invitation into their abode.

Something that it surly was quite the opposite of.

Her very essence bled into the ground around her with the words of the Supreme within her mind. The roots of the plants around her merging and tearing through the earth as she made herself ready for the fight to come.

"Weaken it and protect your Supreme." The added order came from the woman as her golden hues turned to all the faces that had arrived within their neck of the woods. A look was given towards Hypnos for a brief moment, surly it was clear what this meant, but it was something they would deal with after their new pet was bound to them.
(Sophia arl Aertas)
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[19:39] The masked woman had been watching the entire time, anticipating what was to come. Behind hollow eyes, there was a widening of the eyes as she witnessed the beast appear. So this was the Twilight Coven in their entirety? This was the power of the Dark Lord. It was a good thing to note.

Hearing the words of Hypnos, the invisible woman shifted to grip the bow on her back. Fighting was not what she expected, she was fully prepared to remain hidden and watch, give the information to those who required it, but now she was forced to step forward.

The first hit she would take would expose her, but with so many around who would even know she had been there the entire time?

For now she simply waited, dark black gaze focused on the beast ahead. It was only soft words murmured to her that caused her to stop and let out a soft sigh. Perhaps the fight was not for her after all.
(Joy)
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[19:39] The call was answered!
The thing that was sent smelled of Hel…

…Yesssssss
…Our home

Letya looked at the outsiders…
Curious eyes were watching the event and didn't know what to do, astonished eyes remained silent…

While the assembly was ready and waiting for what would happen, those waiting on the bridge talked among themselves and tried to understand.

"It's time! You must be careful."

The voices in Letya's head began to whisper.

...It starts now.
...Look at the gift from our house Letya.
...Your eyes are open now, Letya.
(Judith Gravedigger)
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[19:40] With the offering made, and the chant completed, it wouldn't be long after that the creature from Hel would rise up, given as an exchange to the tributes by the Dark Lord...

Her eyes beams in amazement upon seeing this ritual she's partaking in answered... The first ritual she's ever participating in, and it seems like a big one too.

Moreover, her amazement extends to the creature that they had summoned upon...

So beastly... So... Terrifying.

It's amazing!

Though, it doesn't seem to be theirs to call their... 'Pet' just yet. Her eyes scans everyone's reaction, before hey settle on Hypnos as his voice echoes without their minds.

"Weaken it?"

Of course... You can't claim someone unless you beat them up to submission!

Nodding to the Supreme's command, a grin creeps on her face. Occultic flames shrouds her being asshe prepares to test the beast's might - To fight it, alongside the others.
(Faye Sionnach)
[19:43] As the cants roared higher than before, the continuation of each covenant member flooding the area with their words quickly came with a burning response.

The earth shook, tearing itself open as the ritual lines glow. A massive tear in space tore the fabric of reality asunder. Soon to reveal a burning creature that pulled itself through an endless void. Rising up from the depths of hell to bare it's fangs against them all.

Intense flames rose as the ground shook once more. Each step it took, shaking the very grounds the magi stood upon. It's fur growing ever vibrant, manifesting from crimson reds, to void-like blacks. It's body phasing through the physical and spiritual as it turned towards the lot that now stood before it.

"Well this definitely has my interest..."

Now finding what the Twilight Coven was about, he couldn't help but step forward with spectacle coming about. He didn't plan to get physical, just simply stand back and watch whatever mundane event would take place.

But as reality had shown, this particular event was anything but mundane.

Casting a glance to his side, hoping that his friend would stay safe during the helfire that would quickly ensue. Acheron rose a hand, manifesting a metaphysical force to strike the creature where it laid. Hindering it's movements and leaving it immobile for time to come.

"For this one time.. I'll lend the coven my help."
(Acheron Erebus)
[19:50] {NARRATION} And so the beast grew familiar with its surroundings. It wouldn't take long for a monster of the Underworld to be very despleased with the plane it had been called upon. Thrashing about and being left with neither leash nor master this monster of a creature unleashed a violent roar, one that shook the unprepared to the core before sudden, massive waves rose from the earth itself, destroying all surroundings and burning up all in sight.

Panic was set. And it quickly became clear that with so, so many individuals present not all of them could be part of the Twilight Coven. Those who praised the Dark Lord would have their identities safe for now. Though they, much like everyone else, were left with this Helhound to battle against.

Violent shadows spread out far and wide, lashing at everyone in the vicinity with no discrimination.

And what a mess it would be.

A terrible terrain. A violent beast. Nothing but the promise of pain awaited everyone.
And it howled, too.

"AROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"


((Since this drew more people than expected those who wish not to fight should head north right by the cottage. Friendly fire will be turned on but if you're not fighting your downs won't be counted, obviously.

Furthermore to avoid metagame if you were not there before the ritual posts you should not RP knowing every single member of the coven and so forth. This feels obvious but it's worth stating.))
[19:51] {NARRATION} /team 1 to avoid destroying eachother
[19:54] {NARRATION} /team 2 if you're not fighting to avoid getting downed

Will wait on a few more RPs and give a countdown when the fighting begins
[20:21] The event carried on like something out of a fantasy.

The visuals grew sporadic. Magic of all kinds clashed to take down the anomaly from Hel. Magi from all corners of Esshar quickly joined together to combat the foul beast.

With a lance jutting out from the side and pinning the beast towards the side, everyone had assumed that they all had won.

But Acheron knew better.

Illuminated hues followed the beast as it's breaths slowed and dampened. Giving the illusion of a defeating loss.

But as cries filled the air of victory, it's flames erupted through the grounds. Spilling forth like flames rising from hell itself.

"I knew that this dog had another trick." he laughed as he readied himself for another battle.
(Acheron Erebus)
[20:12] {NARRATION} The small army who had gathered to fight against this beast from Hel seemed to be plenty enough to slow down the beast. Its heated breath and violent swipes reduced to mere patting and breathing not before long. Weakened. Further and further. A successful lance of metal coming from none other than Sadie forced the Helhound away from the cottage, and down to its knees.

Had the group done it?
Had they won?

It seemed likely, though they couldn't be further from the truth. Fires began spreading far and wide as the clanking sound of metal could be heard. A clasp breaking.

And from beneath its fiery, magmatic fur did a collar fall from the beast, crashing into the ground and freeing its neck to stretch up to the heavens.

"AROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

It howled louder than ever before with enough force to send everyone in the vicinity flying away. Heated rocks spit up from the underworld came crashing in as the Dark Lord's loyal pup found itself reaching its true strength.

How terrifying.
[20:21] The event carried on like something out of a fantasy.

The visuals grew sporadic. Magic of all kinds clashed to take down the anomaly from Hel. Magi from all corners of Esshar quickly joined together to combat the foul beast.

With a lance jutting out from the side and pinning the beast towards the side, everyone had assumed that they all had won.

But Acheron knew better.

Illuminated hues followed the beast as it's breaths slowed and dampened. Giving the illusion of a defeating loss.

But as cries filled the air of victory, it's flames erupted through the grounds. Spilling forth like flames rising from hell itself.

"I knew that this dog had another trick." he laughed as he readied himself for another battle.
(Acheron Erebus)
[20:40] {NARRATION} The rough treatment given by the gathered group should have slain the beast. Alas... it still stood. Even in the face of cosmic rays from no other than the young Elanor it merely doubled over, yet falling?

It did not fall.

The blood splattered on the ground, the summoning circle that had been used for the sole purpose of bringing along a beast from the underworld began glowing with an eerie purple color and the Supreme who orchestrated it all found his thoughts being spread towards the beast itself, only for them to spill in the minds of everyone present. A language most cryptic, yet one bone-chilling all the same.

"Imperium ore exíbit gládius acútus: Bestia ex inferis! Voluntas infirmus viribus futurum. Aperi cor tuum ad Dominum. Servite nobis. Odonata Lepidoptera de hac libertate et vivet planum ab aeterno non fuit similis tui qui coram!"

Whatever it meant was... definitely bad judging by the way the beast's eyes became visible even through its everchanging fur, glowing with a vibrant red as a growl was directed towards the silent Supreme, he smiling, it ready to bring along more destruction.

Revitalized by the spilled words the beast shook its entire body. Orbs of fire were sent flying all around like water from a wet dog, setting the entire forest ablaze with no regards for the area at all.

And so, what seemed to be the final stretch was on.

Who was willing to fight the beast?
Who was willing to die to battle against it?
[20:52] An infernal hound from Hel.

Soaring high above the mayhem, Acheron stared down at it from above. Watching it ever closely as the creature continued to set the forest ablaze. Hellfire's plagued the ground as magi's flayed back and forth, avoiding danger while working in unison to defeat the creature ocne and for all.

Clasping his hands together, Acheron drew an arm back, flexing digits as his mana circuits burned from within.

"This may do the trick..."

Manifesting a purple orb. A metaphysical ball that pulled it's surroundings inwards towards an unescapable void. One that pulled away at the very fabric of reality, deconstructing mass in all it's glory.

A black hole.

His chest rose, slow to fall as he took a deep breath. Firing the manifestation of all laws that defied logic towards the spawn from Hel. Teariing reality asunder as it closed towards it's target. Ready to end it all asthey were in the final stretch.


(Acheron Erebus)
[21:12] {NARRATION} Amidst the chaos many uninvited faces shifted the atmosphere and the very purpose of this summoning. With Ektu leading the charge with a courageous leap from the top of the cottage the Drakanite showcased her Grace with a twist and a spin, all leading up to a massive cosmic ray descending from the heavens to tear apart the Helhound, piercing through its body and finally managing to deal some real damage.

A slew of spell from all locations followed through and ensured they would engulf the beast at all cost, eventually forcing it to keel over, falling more more vulnerable than ever...

.. And then Ektu's spell took effect. A massive explosion coming from within the monster destroyed it from within, sending fires, blood and flesh to fly in just about every direction with its destruction.

Foiling the plan of the Twilight Coven, unbeknownst to all, and leaving their complicated ritual to be nothing more than chaos for all to witness. With one last parting howl and many, many, claws being left intact the Helhound was felled.

This time around the coven had failed, though the energies left by the ritual circle found themselves nowhere to be seen-

The circle itself was gone, in fact.

.. Still, with the woods on fire and those flames approaching it was wiser for everyone to run from the dark inferno threatening their lives. After reaping the rewards of their efforts, of course.

((The beast is destroyed! Gather in lines to receive your rewards, those who were knocked out once, twice, or thrice can gather on the right side of the manor while those who were never downed can go on the left. If you were downed by another player it counts too!

If you try to cheat or lie I will just consider you being downed an extra time!))