Ashera: HA dev log 7

[14:29] "What in the name of Kraus is happening here...?"

The young paladin stares for a few seconds at the... floating skeleton,is that an undead...? what is he doing on the Huangzhou lands? why was he here? who knew but the boy would had a mission,to deep that cursed thing back in the ground where belongs and free its soul of from his suffer.

"I... barely have an idea what are you and why do you exist but... im not gonna just... lets lets you roam our lands and hurt our people..."

He says with a frown in his expresion walking next to the group,he lets a snap as several cracks would apear next to his feets flesh melting magma sprouting from them and climbing his body,he notice Tylwir as he shouts towards her.

"You better hide,this might be dangerous!"
(Krez)
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[14:29] Fog rolled in as the report of a large undead was sighted. Airgenald was still reeling from his recent capture at the hand of vampires and demons, but he could not refuse to answer this call. Undead at their gates? It was a welcomed distraction from the negative thoughts and emotions that stirred within him.

The ground beneath his feet would squelch as water began to rise up to his ankles. He'd start to float above the water and that's when he heard the music. "What sort of game are they playing at?" He'd growl with a scowl.

He wouldn't hesitate taking his stance as he ignited in divine light, the slabs of nyeshk strapped to his arms would collide with one another against the beat of the chorus in an attempt to throw them off and threaten their leader.

"That's enough." He'd bark, "I don't know what in your rotten head thought it was a good idea to come here, but we are going to grind you and your party into dust."
(Sir Airgenald Spudnicus Ixis)
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[14:34] Ashera would slowly begin to take a calm stroll about. She would begin to come across a rather large skeleton. That of the undead. The sight would pull a heavy feeling within her heart She needed to make sure that Anyone else would not get hurt from the skeletons attacks.

Ashera would continue by quickly evacuating all the non-magi near the area. The villagers would not be able to defend themselves at this time. And saving as many lives as humanly Possible would prove to be a main priority before engaging the beast at hand.

She would begin to signal villagers to rush and enter towards the walls of Huangzhou.

"All non-magi please evacuate the area!"

The krausite paladin would say, leading them unto the gates where the people would be safe from harm. Ashera would treat slowly in front of the beat, and would begin to slowly grip her blade. She would have quite the serious look. She did not like the depraved draining the lifestream.

"O Kraus are lord and savior, please provide me with the strength to put the depraved spirit forced and morphed into this desecrated amalgamation of soul and body, to their rightful rest."

Ashera would pray. As her holy magic began to glow brighter once more.
(Ashera Ixis)
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[14:36] Never a dull day.

Koume led the troupe out through Huangzhou's northern gate, across the verdant field of grass that stretched out to the tree line. Where a comparatively dry, waving sea of green once lay now appeared to be a swamping, gushing rush of mud. Two figures, both an eyesore to the woman herself. Familiar, in their horrid, disgusting shape.

An undead, and a large one. A Demon as well. A perfect mockery of the living, and a reminder of the fools that followed Agartha's native roach infestation.

The singing and beating of drums, and musical merriment fell upon deaf ears. The Lord Regent had tired of these creatures prancing up to the last remaining bastion of purity on this forsaken continent. Mockery begat reprisal.

The questions and utterances from behind were met with a raised hand, and a short announcement.

"It does not matter why they are here. They areto die. It is as I said before, we are done playing games of parlance."

And suddenly, tornados of swirling aquatic fury drew up from the muddy grass! The Lady Bavmor immediately leapt into action to protect her home, and the gaggle of children and young adults who had accompanied her out through the gates.

She shot up into the air, and in a flash, that brilliant aegis of layered light surrounded her form. Armor of light, the highest holy art of barriers. The walls were reinforced by thin layers of gold, each comprised of hundreds upon hundreds of barriers.

And Koume, above it all, drew her sword from within her robes. It shone brightly, as those wings made of light stretched wide.
(Koume Bavmor)
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[14:38] The massive skeleton, for it's part, does not stop dancing.

They'd have to battle under skipping feet, roaring fire and water mixing together to form a scalding steam that sweeps over the dancefloor.

"Melody, melody! Sing for me! Sing for me~!"
(Vasidious)
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[14:51] All of these creatures were abominations.

Undead that exist as warped reflections of the living they claim to be. She's seen so many. But so few had true power. Most subjected to this evil and vile art had little to no free will. Walking husks that groaned and marched over the corpses of their fellow horde.

Just to advance.

Shai dashes forward and envelops herself in a Holy Shield. The anger and hatred she felt for this abomination coursed through her veins. She screams, swinging widely at the creature as everyone assaults it alongside her. It felt good. So dangerously good to harm it.

Was this just a taste of what an Occultist suffered?

Her muscles bulge out beneath her silken clothing. Her leylines were growing more charged, swelling with build up Mana as she tails behind the monster. Extending her hand, she casts forth a marble embrace to lock it down. "Die you disgusting monster!" She charges ahead, raising her blade high into the air as she slams herself down onto the Earth before it.

A ripple forms across the Earthen shell at its feet. And the shockwave crawls up the skeletons body, melding with its bone and vibrating at impossible frequencies.

The creatures body shatters and crumbles into the Dirt.

She's left panting over the remains, her eyes mad with an adrenaline high. It felt so good to release that build up anger inside of her. Too good. "I... Are there more-" She sluggishly looks up, her blade sagging in her two handed grip. Where were the others?

The were others to kill, right?
(Shai Oshura)
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[14:54] Fear plagues her.

As the creature and magi begin their dance of death, she finds herself torn. Shaking, trembling, she walks backwards. Despite being unable to get her eyes off the massive undead beast, her instincts tell her to run and hide.

Yet, she is unable to run.

Watching those with the blessings of magic fight to defend their home and protect those with in the village, it ignites a spark. Exorcist lights shimmer around her frame, radiating a warm gentle glow. Features twisted, she grimaces, forcing down a nervous gulp.

"M-m-monsters!" Condensing the warm light into a sphere, she hurls the orb with all her might! Eyes closed, shaking, grinding her teeth, Thera misses the skeleton entirely.

The holy sphere crashes into the horde of musicians, likely making one of the undead severely uncomfortable.

(Thera)
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[14:58] The waltz continues.

But not for long. A few of the little guys just drop their instruments right then and there as the first few blows come raining down. The force that wells up in response to his dance is a deadly one. Perfect. Every strike from the heavy hitting crew rattles his bones. The ground beneath him turns against him, grasping down on his feet as he tries to continue dancing.

Through it all, he never stops trying to waltz. His magic swells and sings, in beautiful harmony - when it lasts. The relentless assault breaks his stride time and time again.

"Sing to me... sing to me~" It's voice grows weaker. Chips of bone begin to fall from his form, breaking off with each attack. It's beginning to crumble under the weight of it all. It's movements slowing and becoming far less coordinated.

Then Shai comes to finish the job.

"Oh how she loved me~ Oh my Maria~!!!" It clutches it's heart. A knee bending as the marble hand pulls him to the ground. He's forced down know, the demon he dances with beginning to fade as his power diminishes. The construct of steam warps and twists, its form becoming more and more transparent. A hand reaches out to her.

Desperately. It doesn't want her to go.

"Oh... Mariaaaaaaaahhhhh~!" He can feel it come. The final blow. It rings through what remains of his body, his bones rattling louder and louder as his voice swells! He sings into it. A few of the formerly disheartened band members give a final bang out of a performance, one even taking off it's extraordinarily fancy hat in a sign of respect.

It hits that final high note. Then fucking explodes.

Powdered bone begins to rain down. It gets in your hair.
(Vasidious)
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[14:58] The undead asked for a melody, and it would be given, but not the way he asked. Shield's locked together like a plot, Airgenald would race through the orchestra of the undead as their bones shattered and crumbled apart from the blows.

The music would die out as the defender spun around, surverying what was left. Everyone had focused the large undead, and it appeared it was just him and the skurn left. Occult waters flooded the area, and Airgenald would charge in, throwing himself in the way of typhoons that raced towards his allies. He would find little injury through his hardy defenses as he contributed to slaying the undead menace by arresting his movements with a hand of marble grabbing his limb. Others would do the same as they held the skeleton wide open for Shai to strike it.

A well fought fight, but little challenge for the righteous warriors of Huangzhao.
(Sir Airgenald Spudnicus Ixis)
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[15:00] Tylwir sings with the skeleton. : " Oh Maria~! Ooooh Maria~~!
(Tylwir)
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[15:00] Ashera would charge towards the enemy before her Prepared and ready to take on the undead. Ashera would very quickly strike her sword against her enemies She would feel the depraved art slowly fading from him. She would continue moving to the offenses.

Ashera's blade would begin to glow. It would glow a holy light. And would Strengthen her much more. She would slash through the dark occultic shield of the Skeleton. Giving room for the group to follow up. And that's what the had done.

Koume would summon her holy beam, and given Ashera room to deal a deadly blow towards it. She would allow her blade to glow a holy burst of light. And would move once more. Slashing the attack across the ribcage of the skeleton before them. Huge dust would pick up from the attack.

Though as the skeleton definitely felt that. He needed one more strike to finish the job. Fortunately. Shai was already taking initiative as she would rise up in the air. Using marble grasp to take it down. And with this. She would have a sigh of relief....As she would plant her blade in the ground.

"May your soul return to the atmos. Finally free at once."

Ashera would utter. Breathing heavily.
(Ashera Ixis)
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[15:03] Krez wouldn't have many troubles in fighting the evil being,in the end it was a skeleton despite being a really big one,he wouldn't really attack him directly but stop him with a marble grasp and sink him in mud and throw some magma from time to time towards him carbonizing its bones while in the back he would do the real magic raising obelysks of pure marble from the ground who would toughten his allies skin along a nearly transparent shield made out of pure light who would redirection half of their pain of towards him.

"Begone vile creature!"

Krez cheers as the undead crumbles into dust raising its staff above him who would began to glow very bright as a wide smile filled with pride could be seen on his face.

"This should be lesson for all undeads who step our lands!"
(Krez)
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[15:03] A shining beacon of light above the field, wings of translucent glory beating evenly, the Lady Bavmor prepared the impromptu defense of Huangzhou. In truth, she was the most powerful of the magi present by far, but to direct her efforts towards destruction, rather than fending off the whirling winds of aquatic fury that whipped toward Huangzhou's walls was not in her nature. She knew of Ashera's strength with a blade and spirit. Airgenald's budding skill. Krez, a warrior of hallowed ground.

But to see Shai delve into her depths and pull out an anger and fear in her wild swinging of a blade, it was shocking.

Koume entrusted the offense to the others, instead sticking to erecting walls of invincible light to intercept and disperse the typhoons sweeping Huangzhou's way. To the occasional enormous beam of exorcist magic descending from what appeared to be the heavens, dispersing groups of musical undead, slowly withdrawing the strokes of violin from the orchestra.

Then the drums.

It all faded with time.

Eventually, they had won, but Koume's attention centered on Shai. She descended on golden wing, and the moment the soft soles of her flats made contact with the grass, her barriers dissipated, leaving an aging woman with sword in hand, pacing up to Shai. A hand held out.

"That's it. They're gone..."
(Koume Bavmor)
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[15:05] Koume thought they did good too, yay team.
(Koume Bavmor)
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[15:05] Vasidious says, "here is your reward..."
[15:09] More...

She wanted more.

The young teen pants, her gaze erratic and ears ringing as debris rains down from the sky like jagged, powdery snow. She wanted so badly for another undead to come and boast a challenge. But there was none. Not a single creature worth killing in sight.

She twists around, her body almost trembling in anxiety as Koume reaches out. The blade dares to be pointed at Regent before the girls senses return to her. "They-..." Her wide eyes start to return to normal. But her blade continues to tremble in her grip.

She's forced to lower it to rest along the ground.

"Oh... There's no more...." Audibly, she swallow. She never felt like that before. But the girl has always been prone to seeking out conflict. "I'm... Sorry..." She tries to force a smile. "We did it..."
(Shai Oshura)
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[15:10] Tylwir says, "We did it ! ~"
[15:13] Krez shell cool and crumbles on the ground as he put his staff back.

"Well... lets hope there wouldn't be any like him around... there might be someone else instead of us,even a child..."

He turns towards Tylwir.

"And you... if we weren't so many and strong you could be in real danger,undeads aren't a joke,those are the bad people who i told you about."


(Krez)
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[15:13] Tylwir says, "Woaaah. I see what you mean."
[15:14] Tylwir says, "He was a good singer ~"
[15:14] Krez giggles.
(Krez)
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[15:15] Krez says, "He indeed was,i guess."
[15:15] Tylwir says, "~Hehe ~"
[15:15] Ashera would slowly pull out a shovel. And would slowly Pull out a shovel. She would begin to dig graves and gravestones for the lives lost on this day. She had understood that this manipulation of bodies is going to continue. But she feels that every work that she has done would make the world, and the lifestream a better place.

Ashera would slowly clasp her hands together. And would take a breath. She would use her holy magic to cleanse the area of whatever smell and depravity was left during the aftermath. Holy water seeping through the ground, restoring the plants, and healing the trees.

Ashera would return her blade to her sheathe. Most of if not all the damage that was done here was reverted afterwards. She would be a little concerned for Shai's outburst though she can understand her contempt with the undead. Regardless. She lives another day. And Huangzhou is safe once more.
(Ashera Ixis)
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