Reveler -Vengeance: The attack on Summer Waters (10/9) (CoI)

[19:19] {NARRATION} From the northern mountainous region of Sigil a small army gathers, leading to the south. They move through the forests, many members winged and taking flight as they made their approach towards the civilization of Summer Waters. The citizens are made aware of their approach, but the Demonic forces begin to descend, colliding with an army of magi that lays in wait at Summer Waters with the intent to capture the innocent.

Danger Cap 1, more if both parties agree.

maiya vs reveler
sigrun vs lisa
aki vs richard
azira and duncan vs elyssra
[19:20] Lugonqi Alazauq says, "also"
[19:28] Eirene Anxiang whispers something.
[19:28] Eirene Anxiang whispers something.
[19:28] Ming Xiao whispers something.
[19:28] Eirene Anxiang whispers something.
[19:28] Ming Xiao whispers something.
[19:29] A group approaches-- And one thing can be inferred from the sheer depravity of their approach... That the ones whom approached were barely pure.

It seeps from reality itself, the sheer amount of occult upon the groups approach-- All in tow by one, single individual. One of short stature, yet just as intimidating. A warped grin, one of heavily damaged facial muscles can be seen below a dried ram skull...

But what's more? She wears a crown, one of thorns and roses overtop such a garment. Wings of crimson, sweet blood trickling along their composed surface. A voice rings out from the depravity, loud, bold...

Aggressive.

People of Summer's Waters, heed my words... Listen now!"

Those wings carry her aloft, splaying out in their beauty as her arms and hands had, yet her ankles remain crossed.

"Wehave come for you, alas... To bring the natural cycle to a sweet enhancement."

"You will be reminded of your place, to those of demon kind… To those of the NATIVES, whom BELONG HERE!"

A cackle escapes those lips, as a pale, yet pink tongue licks her lips. Blood is strewn across such, appearing as if it could be a beautiful, rouge lipstick.

"Kneel to me, bow your heads, and perhaps your pitiful existences shall be used for something greater than sacrifice... Kneel before the Queen of Sigil, mongrels!"

There was a feeling of hubris, staining the air around Lisa-- Almost on par with the will to tear, burn and shred everything in her wake.
(Lisa'belle Rosethorn)
[19:30] Duncan shouts back to the other side. "Fuck off!"
(Duncan Greyfire)
[19:33] Veritas slowly grabbed the hilt of his blade as he unleashed it from his back, pointing it towards his current foes. He was one that actually visited this town once before and watched it flourish from afar..

Just to assist in its destruction..

How unfortunate.

Crimson eyes searched and shuffle through the large group of fighters, seeking a potential combatant that might claim to be worthy of a battle with the Accursed.

"Kahaha.."
(Veritas)
[19:33] Itza looked around at everyone, she had seen various faces of people that she knew from Crafthold. Quite the predicament she had gotten herself into.. after all, she didn't really even know any of the people in summers waters.. She only came here to buy food occasionally, and alchemy potions.

Ah well, Itza wanted to fight. She didn't offer any words to the raiders, as well... words could prove to be her downfall, plus, they may be able to overlook her once or twice if she didn't make stupid threats and was just there for the joy of battle.
(Itza)
[19:33] With only a sliver of Lisa'belle's own investment in this raid, the ram headed archon followed after with tome in hand. To those who had never seen such a creature, it was an astounding sight: a man, and yet equally not one at all. It bore the frame of a male, while its head was a goat's. A set of glorious wings just from its back, crafted from black flame.

Its grimoire, crafted of gleaming arcanium and written in a scripture only the archons could read, was flipped open with a sadistic grin. Black eyes fell on Maiya.

"You remember, dog, do you not?" the demon's slithering telepathy rung out. "You saw fit to make an attempt on my life. How futile, wasn't it?"

Alazauq allowed a chortle to escape as fingers caressed the pages of that ancient book. "But you are fortunate- I am in dire need of you dogs You will have a use as something more than refuse to be crushed."
(Lugonqi Alazauq)
[19:33] Boring... Irritating... Bothersome..

These were all the words one could use to explain how he felt right now and how he felt... Mortals were the most annoying lifeforms he could have ever known... Their emotions, their logic and their feeble and fragile bodies, all of which pissed Erebus off, even more so when the fact of the matter was that mortals were free to use every magic and had much more potential than any average demon...

This made them valuable, and more delectable when he hunted them... Sniffing the air and smelling the mana of the foolish humans that chose to defend this place, the demon lord was a bit disappointed, only a few of them were actually powerful..

He'd Manifest a nimbus of darkness to lounge on while he'd watch the blood bath. " Ely, I believe you are ready for such a hunt, simply believe in the power I've bestowed you and you will not lose.."
(Erebus)
[19:35] Summer Waters, yet another home besieged, assaulted by the Demons and namely those of Belial's cult yet again, the plant that assaulted Sayuri being among them doubtlessly. As well as a myriad of other 'literally 'who' type assailants. Lugonqi was even vaguely unrecognizable in his newly christenned Archondom- to Maiya anyway. Among those familiar was Elyssra by only face.

The Shewolf prepared herself steeling her mind, she knew what she had to do, knew what to go forward in doing. The Cult needed sunderred, and left among the dead. So that none would be harmed further, the moon would be spared from the slaughter and destruction to be passed on.

"Those aligned elsewhere, not with Sigil, you are to return to your homes, so that you are unharmed, this is your only chance to do so." The Shewolf simply stated. drawwing the Katana, the Shewolf firmly took to holding her blade in hand.

Venom flicked and danced about her form, her blue eyes resting on the horde gatherred on her streets. "If you are not in line with Sigil, and you leave at once, there will be nary any harm nor consequence upon you. If you stay and persist, then each of you captured will suffer gravely for this indignant action." Her weapons hilt resting in her hand, as she calmly stood, wielding the Tanto much like a broad sword, but in a two-handed style, rather than a freely one handed style.

It was a compassionate extension, she didn't want to harm the innocents of Sigil's indignation, their growing too big for their britches. "And Ye of Sigil, this is genuinely your only chance to back down, before you regret your actions."
(Maiya Waishen)
[19:35] After shouting off his insult Duncan would prepare himself for battle; staring unto an invading force of edge so extreme it nearly cut his eyes simply to behold. He would turn away from the sight cringing before unsheathing his greatsword Blackfire.

He was not the most skilled fighter perhaps; but still would he try his hardest out there to spill the blood of the wicked. For far to long had the land been filled with scum and villainy, he'd been able to turn a blind eye to it for the most part... but now it was at his doorstep. He'd show no fear in the face of it, this was what he had trained for.

He would shout out towards the other side once more.
"You guys need a more creative color selection!" He'd exclaim, nodding his head as emphasis for the point before readying himself for battle and falling silent once more.
(Duncan Greyfire)
[19:35] This was gonna be interesting-- an assault on a village filled with wolves. It wasn't really any good reason that he participated in the assault that took place today, they just wanted to well, help a friend out.

Brown eyes scanned the opposition-- it really wasn't much that could be said about them, other than their appearance. It was a plethora of people here, so it was also pretty arduous to truly scrutinize anyone.

Oh well. . Aki was going to assist in the destruction either way.
(Aki)
[19:35] Amidst the forces of Gaiar, a mist coalesced into a figure of a man; pale features and lilac eyes - almost vampiric. Though the dread he carried with him wilted even that of the grass he stood upon.

As the opposing armies conversed, his eyes remained moving as if to capture the very essence of the settlement.

In silence, he observed. In darkness, he basked.

And in battle... he will murder.
(Saliel)
[19:36] The woman thought this to be another day going about her commute. However that was no longer the case. The brute of a woman sitting in place with a cigarette of soothe reed pulling from it occasionally. However with a glance over through the forests she'd notice the masses of winged soldiers hurling straight for Summer Waters.

Without hesitation the woman stood up from where she sat with the sound of chain dangling against her gear heaving the weighted Nyeshk over her shoulder grasping it in both hands. She'd stand at arms against the demonic forces prepared to fight against the present foes. In luminous incandescent glow of energy roaring to life as her current demeanor was obvious.
(Rahanae)
[19:36] Aki whispers something.
[19:36] He wasn't expecting this turn of events, he was planning on going out and chopping some wood for himself to make a house, him and Aio anyway if she accepted his offer of homage when he got his home built. That seemed to take a turn for the worse now though as a group of unsavory characters seemed to march on their doorstep.

He was lenient with the last few that decided to come around and cause trouble, but to bring this number right to their front door and make demands? That was different that two children stealing something and not wanting to own up to it. This in his eyes, was an attack and a bold one at that.

"Psh, you come on our doorstep and expect us to kneel? Disgusting, outright disgusting."

He'd simply scoff at the group as he looked about them. there were a mixture of Demons and outright disgusting and deplorable individuals. It made him angry that they'd march onto his home and make demands. It brought out some urge in him to fight them, to hurt them. To make them know their place. Something he had not felt before, towards anyone or anything.

They were invaders upon their home, upon his home and he wasn't about to let something like this slide.
(Ricard Waishen)
[19:36] Billy whistles a tune while glancing around, only to notice a rush of invaders. It seems that his prediction with the winds held some sort of truth. This settlement was generally supposed to be a place where folks relax and just enjoy their lives while trading. Hardly any violence and it as a peaceful spot. For it to be attacked? Certainly a surprise.

"Howdy there partners. Name is Billy G. Barton, a mercenary for The Golden Hands. I will be makin' some GOOD COIN fighting you lot off. Yessirreee." William smirks, rummaging through his pack to form a variety of different parts together to create a high powered rifle.

"Yeeeeeeehaw!"
(William G. Barton)
[19:36] William G. Barton exclaims, "Show me the money!"
[19:37] Reunan wasn't actually here yet.
(Reunan Volos)
[19:37] Razor whispers something.
[19:37] Sigrun grits her teeth.

At the sight of the army that marched right up to their doorstep, she reached around her back to brandish her axe. At the same time, she mutters a few things, nothing to anyone in particular, but just a prayer to... something. After doing so, she grips her weapon tightly and looks on to her foes, fangs bared and all.

She couldn't believe how terrible the day could be -- she simply desired a quiet life.

But no, she would have to fight today.
(Sigrun)
[19:38] Elyssra pulled out her whip, straighting out, the cackling of fire released at the end as she straightened it, looking forward to her targets.

Her nail like claws shrouded in a violet flame, she was intent on winning this fight and pleasing her lord.

She released the occult around her, strong and almost feeling from another, her occult fueling on the emotions, driving her to a more hated state, she was ready to put down those who needed to be put down.

"Yes M'Lord, I wont fail you and will bring back the prey we so hunt."
(Elyssra Firelane)
[19:39] {NARRATION} Additional Approved Match ups:

Bhaine v Itza
William v Saliel
Lugonqi vs Tael
[19:40] Azira exhaled loudly while deciding to approach the group, her hands clapped together as if in prayer, her eyes glimmering with holy flame just as she stared at the bunch of loud and rowdy raiders. Lone glance at them left her sick, such twisted abominations seeking to harm the peaceful village she recently joined.

"It surprises me that such filth exists though I shouldn't be surprised after what I were taught of these lands. You rise your hand on a these people and force a priestess to fight as well… pathetic." she replied with oddly calm tone in her voice, her aura surging wildly as she fuelled it with more mana as if preparing herself to fight against the overwhelming presence of occult and corruption.
(Azira)
[19:40] Reunan doesn't much do anything. Not much he could do, being so mentally conflicted about more important matters, such as emotional fulfillment.
(Reunan Volos)
[19:41] And none did kneel.

A small giggle became a cackle, exploding from Lisa'belle.

"Truly tragic..."

"All captives are to be kept alive-- So they can be repurposed, made examples of... Bringing a body unto me that breathes shall be worth immense compensation."

From her right sleeve, vines of Arcanium cascaded downwards, thorned, with red lines that appeared to be similar to veins flowed along such metal. Her gaze wanders, from left to right-- Two large black pits settling upon...

...Sigrun. The vines quickly extend, becoming similar to spears at a moments notice.

"Come. You, shall be the first of an era... To fall before Queen Elizabeth of Sigil."

"You will follow, or far worse shall befall you."

Those, were the blood magi's final words, as she turns to the forest beside their battlefield.
(Lisa'belle Rosethorn)
[19:45] Travelling among the guard and making for a forward position against the rather loud mouthed raiders, the Shewolf would approach one, blade drawn to such a position that she'd rest her gaze upon them. One who was among those moving to do the raid, to fight Summer Waters. It was to be a time for battle and blood shed. The likes of which the Shewolf stood prepared for.

She knew this would come eventually, standing Summer Waters up as what it was, especially with clear stances. The Venomous Wolf of Summer waters, its proprietress, stood before Reveler, what it was was to be determined, but one could make time to imagine two magi of this stature meeting in battle was never a good end for those involved.

"I offer it still, you can leave, and treasure your life, cherish it." The focus of the Shewolf calmly resting on the Dryad. Waiting for his movements to make his intentions clear, and to be ready to do battle with a type of mage Maiya rarely saw even growing up.
(Maiya Waishen)
[19:49] Fire burns wood, tearing across the houses of Summer Waters. A chittering sound can be heard through jagged teeth, the smell of poisons clinging to the air. Hazel eyes dilate and vibrate rapidly, a true desire for bloodshead as leaves become daggers.

"Khiii." Spores erupt, rotting away the skin of civillians who come to close so they would not run. He steps onwards, humming the song of nature's cruely. But he is crossed by another, a shewolf. Eyes slightly glaze over.

"Is not one for leaving when there is of such much can be gaining. Were of one of the one's speaking up there, yes? Will be of making good rug for Reveler. Or maybe should keep as toy? Khiii-hi-hi.

Is always of enjoying trophies." His hips sway from side toe side as the world becomes an army around him.

"Surrender absolute."
(Reveler)
[19:54] ** Reveler has inflicted an injury upon Maiya Waishen. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[20:06] At first, the Dryad stays back. From the trees he strikes as if it were a game. His hips sway from side to side hypnotically as he watched the she wolf, but rocks and flowers spit their spores towards her, slowly wearing her down. The Ookami is burned by the flames of the Daemon under Reveler, yet his eyes remain half-lidded.

Until the blade strikes his chest. Through the branches, it nearly slices into the Dryad's skin, drawing a startled noise from the jagged maw. Eyes widen and pupils Dialate. "Khiii. Is of suprising after all." It is at that moment things take a turn for the worst. The spores in the air change from their mere slowing into something different. They make the skin hot to the touch, draw feelings not common for battle.

"Maybe will make toy out of you yet. Would be of liking that? To be a puppy to Reveler?" He cackles cruelly as illusions assault her mind. Perverse thoughts cloud her eyes, whips, kneeling, and other actions uncouth, crude and lewd in nature. It distracts her from the fight long enough for him to draw close.

"Show me how you taste."

His hands move to her cheeks, drawing her in. His own mash against her, filled with vile passion. Yet instead of pleasure there is pain. It starts from the lips slowly losing color, wrinkles forming in the corners. It spreads over the Ookami's body. Slowly but surely her vitality becomes siphoned away, wrinkles forming on her skin, her hair turning from it's color into a gristly white.

Her youth is stolen from her, reducing her to a crone-like status. It is only once her body sags that his lips draw back, and his hands pat her cheek.

His own form becomes ever younger. "Khiii. Was of delightful drink.. But still can be of getting use out of you." His hands guide her, vines moving around her body to bind her. "Will be of useful for Reveler.

Purr, kitty."
(Reveler)
[20:38] The shewolf was weakenned, left not much more than a husk, as her forcibly aged body was left gasping. Wounds coverred and the aging thinned blood was seaping from them, everything was hazy. Her mind was waverring, consciousness already thin from the beating she'd recieved, plenty of blood already lost.

It was questionable she'd make it where she was being taken. Her mind reflecting thinking on her past. Every time, up until her neutrality, she had been a survivor, was this placcid complacence her downfall? She fell, but not to a knee, but with a hard harsh thud, the impact showing her every fall in her life.

It was anguish, It was Agony. To her knees she'd fallen, past them and onto her stomach, almost looking lifeless, but a Dryad that was as attuned to life and nature? It'd probably be childsplay to sense the life that the blood loss addled body clung to.

She didn't have any words to defy the dryad with at this point. And he'd be bringing the body of the woman who potentially could die. At any moment, proper effort? It could stabilize the woman, but she certainly wasn't doing well int he slightest as things were.
(Maiya Waishen)
[20:39] {Item} You drop Poppylus x1.
[20:39] {Item} You picked up Poppylus. Dropped by Reveler. .
[20:39] {Item} You drop Poppylus x1.
[20:40] {Item} You picked up MythrilLegs. Dropped by Maiya Waishen. .
[20:40] {Item} Picked up a bag of 5226 dropped by Maiya Waishen.
[20:46] William G. Barton says, "Gee golly."
[20:47] Lisa'belle Rosethorn says, "...Barton."
[20:47] Lisa'belle Rosethorn says, "I challenge you to an honor duel."
[20:47] Lisa'belle Rosethorn says, "To the death,"
[20:47] Lisa'belle Rosethorn says, "Step forth, coward."
[20:47] William G. Barton says, "I'm a mercenary, partner."
[20:47] William G. Barton says, "Ain't think it's a bright idea."
[20:47] Lisa'belle Rosethorn says, "STEP."
[20:47] Lisa'belle Rosethorn says, "FORWARD."
[20:47] Saliel says, "My...she's angry."
[20:47] Saliel says, "What did you do."
[20:48] At that point it was clear that they wouldn't win their fight, what left was the chance to evade any chance to be captured, with impending defeat approaching, Azira focused as much of her energy as she could within her core, gathering it till the final blow came, it was when she released it all in form of cloak formed of holy flames.

With her entire body surrounded by the flames she backed away, panting as what of her released power remained began to slowly fade away, uncovering a partly burnt, dry like clay skin. Depraved of most of her energy she stood back, forcefully holding her trembling palms in the air as she prepared another strike before finally looking towards Duncan and what Elyssra done to him.

Yet again she ended up cursing under her nose as she observed, powerless how others ended up hurt from her own weakness. "Mark my words... next time you won't be the one to harm anyone for I will sear you with mark of my god and cleanse you of the filth that you use to fight with." she said before deciding to take few steps back.
(Azira)
[20:48] William G. Barton says, "Spurned her affections."
[20:48] Letting out a rage filled roar, she charges forward at the man.

"LIAR!"
(Lisa'belle Rosethorn)
[20:48] William G. Barton says, "Collapse on 'er."
[20:49] Okoto takes several steps away from William. She's not associated with him at all.
(Okoto Iya)
[20:49] Samir Slinope whispers something.
[20:49] Billy glances over at Okoto.

"Gee golly. We're in the same company!" He pulls out a handkerchief to wipe a bead of sweat away before trying to turn and dash off!
(William G. Barton)
[20:49] Samir tries to stay hidden, watching the aggression from the sidelines, it seems things might just get a little too intense for what he was used to.
(Samir Slinope)
[20:50] She sprints after the man-- But a corner is taken, and she loses him once more.

"I'LL KILL YOU, SCANDALOPUS PRICK!"
(Lisa'belle Rosethorn)
[20:50] Reunan Volos says, "Lisa."
[20:50] Sabin whispers something.
[20:51] Reunan was much faster than he appears, in full Nyeshk armor, going to chase after the winged woman, likely for a word.
(Reunan Volos)
[20:52] Reunan Volos whispers: If I get you barton, what will it get me?
[20:53] Lisa'belle Rosethorn whispers something.
[20:54] {NARRATION} The forces of Sigil strike down the defending magi within Summer Waters. The battle is hard, heavy for both sides, but in the end the offshoot of Gaiar gathers many non-magi civillians. Sigil's coalition begins to draw back, but the face of the leader of Summer Waters, Maiya Waishen, is seen among the captives

Conall vs Maiya - Sigil, cap
Aki vs Ricard - Sigil, no cap
Lugonqi vs Tael - Sigil, no cap
Lisa vs Sigrun - Sigil, no cap
Saliel vs William - Summer waters, no cap
Itza VS Bhaine, Summers Waters, no cap
Elyssra vs Ariza and Duncan, Sigil, no cap