Rift 10

[19:34] {NARRATION} Eniel - finally managed to break out of the spell...

The grimoire screaming, and the use of the arcane would send objects in the church rattling to the ground. The man that stood behind them did not seem pleased...

"Why come to this island?"

The man lifted his hand.

"If it's for knowledge. That is fine. Yet you decide to break free of our blessings? That rid us of the pain, the turmoil of the outside world?"

The man's hand would grip. The instant enchantment would cease on everybody. They all snapped back to reality.

Syracuse would find himself beside a girl, with the knowledge of having exchanged a rather passionate kiss with her.

Chaos finds himself at a halt, the want to dance seizing...

Yet that was the beginning of the whole situation.

"Allow me to introduce you to Ehlana… Our guardian spirit."

The statue moved.. It cracked, and from within a holy light would blind the party. The people began to run, they knew what was about to happen. Scattering and running into the forest to hide...

The statue began to move, an armoured being finding itself hidden underneath it.

The man cast his hand down, the being in the statue turning and firing a concentrated beam of light at them... It was that pulsing, but it was all in one...

Eniel - he was able to resist it more or less... He could remember who he was, what he was here to do - but conjuring anger was difficult... While Eniel? He was almost transported to a place of euphoria away from the island. He could not find himself able to conjure any sort of movement.

Ferus is not able to participate in the fight due to going to this place. (For round 1)

Chaos and Syracuse, they both have build somewhat of a resistance from the previous fight with the spell... This magic? It does not completely incapacitate them like Ferus... So they are free to act, just in a calmly manner.

"LEAVE MY ISLAND!"

The man screamed, the spirit jumping down from its platform, standing behind the man. Its wings spread and sword risen.
[19:48] Eniel had manifested chaotic magic to blast free from the chains that held him down...Blessings? Kept away pain of the outside world...how foolish...how repulsive it all was. Eniel reached into the air space and time unfolded and his blade 'Sorceress Rend' Dropped from the sky, The crimson cleaver doused itself in the corrupted cosmic and Hellstorm lightning that made the blade buzz like a chain saw.

Eniel's hatred had again begun to manifest although slower than before his animosity again beginning to grow and over flow progate as he whispered and chanted the words of his lord Belial the prayer still fresh upon his lips as he spoke them he could feel his soul reigniting with a true feeling of euphoria.

His mind was now liberated and what he hated more was the fact that someone had tried to chain him in the first place oh how he hated to be shackled by anyone. Malice boiled to the surface of Eniel's blade as he noticed his brother was lost inhis own mind.

He'd quickly open a rift underneath him and send him a great distance away not wanting him to get wrapped up in a fight he couldn't handle in that state. Although if he came back to his senses it wouldn't be too far for him to come back with his speed.

"Yes...I remember now...I came here to shatter all that you have created...All that you are is a slaver...you are a fake, and this 'Paradise' you claim is nothing more than a jail house to the weak minded. A world away from Pain..is an impossibility! There is Freedom without suffering....There is no liberation without trial...Freedom without these things is merely just an unearned privilege.....I AM AGARTHA'S LIBERATOR AND I WILL NEVER BE CHAINED BY THE LIKES OF YOU. " a savage vengeance spilled into Eniel' only making the pulsations of his arcane magic more focused and precise the winds that blew around him condensed into a concussive force that blared Eniel's hatred towards the man and the guardian.

Eniel was light a shooting star now glowing an Ethereal red cosmic aura that seemed to give warning to his friends in other places....He needed to destroy him...to destroy the idea that there could be a paradise in this place ruled by the divines...The young Belialite disappeared into a rift Eniel's mantra slid off his lips before his blade licked closer towards the mans head after appearing behind him from a second rift aiming to cut it off entirely "Liberation of Belial...or Liberation of Death. "
(Eniel Daigal)
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[20:06] The fight broke out, and as they fought the guardian - the island itself seemed to rebel against them. The trees moved and the ground shook with a certain ferocity... The spell shattered on them all, except Ferus. As he re-joined the fight, the Guardian cornered him, and blasted him with a wave of this euphoric magic...

His rage potion was instantly subdued - and he was left in a permanent state of euphoria. He didn't exactly want to fight, nor could he get himself into a state of anger without prior help... Yet this state, it outright weakened his body...

While Chaos fell, he didn't receive any judgement of hell... But the man falls to his knees, the guardian blown to bits... "I-..."

His face fell first into the ground.

It seems that Eniel had found his sacrifice for his ritual.

The man was alive, yet hardly breathing...

They may do with him as they wish.
(Locus Dnja)
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[20:23] Eniel shattered the area with hellish lightning filling the space with his corrupted magics and weaving in and out of his own rifts to deliver quick and powerful cleaves of his blade infused with both cosmic and lightning power.

The Daigal knew much of battle and as he increased the fury of his attacks with his blade work he infused more and more of his techniques into his movements. Tendrils of lightning moved over the priest shocking his body and Syracuse.

Eniel spliced open the mans body cutting him deeply ony to have the wound healed by the effects of the guardian that protected him. Eniel hated this...and from here on out he decided this was what he was made for...He was going to liberate all of these people who were slaves to this mans sick game. Hellstorm lightning shattered around his blade Crackling and sparking before Another rift was ripped open into space and time, but then he turned his attentions towards the guardian itself. His true Enemy.

"Humanity cannot know freedom without first suffering...It is why we struggle and suffer countless times due to Kraus. There will be no perfection in this world because there is no perfection in this world. Oppression, War , Tyranny these are the shackles that Kraus has gifted to the world and as the Liberator of Agartha and the Champion of Belial I will not stand idle while there are those who are in need of my Liberation. " The blade sparked and as it grew and grew the magic it surged forth was immense. Chaotic magics spurred around Eniel as he prepared for one final cleaving motion intending to free the man of his guardian spirit once and for all.


He'd leave stable rifts around the area for his companions to use if they were brave enough to jump through and use it to their advantage but Eniel would go first aiming to cut the man away from his source of power."I will separate you from your chains and may your soul be offered towards Belial...by the moons light! " and with a final sweeping motion of his irradiated sword he cleaved the beast from its master and then slashed it upwards cutting the guardian in two.

Eniel would then scowl at the man on the ground, HIs malice taking shape forming into a horrendous claw made from the combination of his hatred and his malice towards the world. Ferus would probably notice now the mark gifted by their father on Eniel's lower right shoulder. The man would be lifted and grasped by the claw his body ravaged and bleeding due to the effects of the chaotic magics that eroded his flesh." Never will I allow for anyone to stand in my way....For anyone to attempt to shackle me or imprison me...I am Freedom...I am Liberation...and no one will keep me from Belial."

The pages of the grimoire flung open and flipped through until it reached its destination. Eniel's eyes were a glow with crimson hatred. His blade vibrated with the sensation and readiness to saw through bone.

"Liberation of Belial or Liberation of Death?" Eniel had offered the man his final choice. Whether or not he understood what either choice meant did not matter to Eniel. He would carry out the sentence as needed.
(Eniel Daigal)
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[20:30] {NARRATION} The man was downed... And as Syracuse leeched on the powers of the spirit, his body would begin to shake... He was not only absorbing its mana, he was absorbing its energy for some time now... The power of the calmness... It seemed to fuel the Neries' body.

He grew stronger, yet with that came a price, if one could call it so. He found it difficult to conjure the same anger.. Yet in his calmness came power. Surely this would fade, but as of right now, he was empowered by the being's energy.

Yet finally, the guardian was cut in two by Eniel… Its spirit rising and disappearing, while the armour came down to the ground, crumbling into fragments of stone.. The man lay on the ground, quacking as Eniel proposed the question...

"If you offer my people freedom - you may do as you wish..."

His eyes closed as tears were conjured. He was willing to be a sacrifice for Belial. He would not resist any longer, as he simply could not.

[The party may prepare for the ritual!]
[20:31] Férus Daigal says, "Mmm....."
[20:33] Syracuse was feeling pretty good. He'd need to eat more divine beings at this rate. His gaze shifted to the man.

They'd accept Belial willingly? Well, that was all he could ask. He'd turn away, leaving Eniel to do as he wished.

After all he'd not come to kill those who wished for freedom. He'd come to kill Krausites.

He'd stare into the islands foliage vaguely curious how much effort it'd take to find some of them and take them back.

They seemed like good fun.
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[20:45] Chaos would wait for the command from Eniel. One that would come in the form of Eniel's first attack . Madness was unleashed the moment the spirit began fighting. Through this madness, stood a calm Chaos. Channeling all his anger, all his rage, all his annoyance... everything, into the fires he shot from his palms.

With every blast, Chaos scorched the ground around him, he released all his emotion into this creature, only stopping to dodge incoming blasts of light. Chaos's eyes glowed with a wicked crimson red, that which Eniel would recognize of his feral form, now one with him. Chaos covered himself in a blanket of his own flames, the heat from his soul resonating off of his skin.

Chaos would confuse and blind the beast, forcing it to stand still as the others showed no mercy to it, the battle would continue, what was once a simple fight becoming increasingly challenging. For even with his blanket and will to fight, the creature proved strong enough to knock Chaos down... but only for a moment.

I will burn those who stand in our way. I will force the name Chaos to be seared into the very souls of my enemy. Until they know what true fire feels like.

Chaos didn't care if this creature meant well. He didn't care if it was evil nor if it was holy. Because no matter what, at the end of the day. Fire. Will. Burn. With a final blast, Chaos would unleash his flames at full power, burning the creature to its very core. Helping the group end its life with the fire of his soul.

Chaos would watch the guardian collapse, only putting out his flames when he knew for a fact that it was gone. Slowly, his eyes would dull, leaving a tired... and hungry... Chaos Florence.
(Chaos Florence)
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[20:47] Eniel wouldn't answer the question of whether or not he would give the people freedom, Did they deserve it? Who amongst them wished to fight against the shackles that they possessed? None did they were all content with how things were. They were not deserving of freedoms.

Eniel would search the eyes of the man for any sign of weakness he'd give himself up willingly to the Eniel's violence something that would not be a pretty sight for anyone who aided him.

"Chaos you help me. This will be your first initiation rites of the Cult." He'd begin to draw the circle underneath the man. And while they had the luck of the gods upon them as the false sun had been torn down without the guardian's protection and now blared forth was a full moons face.

"Let us begin then. " Eniel would then begin to place his sword back into its rift storage while instead replacing it with an ornate sacrificial dagger. Made from a Tyrium blade and an Mythril handle.

He'd cut the man in 13 different places severing his tendons making sure he could not move from the spot he was in. Allowing for the chaotic magic that already savagely distorted his broken body to once again fill him with pain. Making his blood curdling screams fill the land once more.

Eniel would then begin to chant, Knowing Chaos would follow in his lead as he spoke the ancient rites from the Grimoire in his possession. The pages of the book flung open once more and landed on the page he needed the most. " O Belial...sweet master...I do offer you this day the soul of one who attempted to be the warden of a prison. He manifested his desires onto others...and forced the shackles of Kraus upon those who were unable to be chained. His crimes are great and with your blessing I will offer him to you in your name. " The dagger was pulled out once again. The man lied sprawled onto the ground unable to move but bleeding profusely. Eniel would lean over him and remove his tounge. Watching him choke on his own blood, For a moment. Merely watching him enjoying how he suffered.

"I told you didn't I? Only through suffering can humanity learn of true freedom...Your people will suffer until they know of their freedoms as well...I'll make sure of it. "Eniel flipped his hand up a signal towards his brother that meant he could hunt down as many of the survivors as he wanted until he was full.

After all a sacrifice that wasn't in pain and didn't suffer wasn't of much value. If he wanted to be free he would earn it with his screams. After some time had past Eniel plunged the dagger into his the old mans heart. Ending his life after he had suffered for what seemed like hours."Liberation of Belial...I off onto you this naïve soul. May you twist him into your own design. Free him of any more relation of towards the divine and most presently...Prepare for a feast on the eve of such a great war to come. " Any assistance during the ceremony that Chaos had helped with would have been observed by Eniel...now all that remained was an empty corpse with no life in it any longer.

As his brother would perhaps return from his hunting he would offer it over to him. "Its all yours now. Go nuts. " He'd then look around...wondering if there was any treasures this island harbored for the hero's to take. Eniel's hatred subsiding to some degree. While he hated all that occurred here he understood for the most part that this was his task as the Liberator...he would have to free all peoples from their reliance of the divines and crush their will once step at a time. As he continued his search he'd look over towards Syracuse and smirk wondering if he'd voice any opinions. He'd place a bloodied palm on Syracuse's shoulder and whisper. "There is only Belial. "
(Eniel Daigal)
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[20:53] Chaos would help Eniel, following him with the chants, and praying to Belial. Freedom brought power. Power was all that mattered. Listening to any and all orders given from Eniel, Chaos would help complete the ritual.
(Chaos Florence)
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[20:54] Once the ritual was complete, Chaos would join Eniel in searching for any loot that might have been scattered in the rubble.
(Chaos Florence)
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[20:56] Test (Chaos Florence)
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[20:58] {NARRATION} As the dagger was plunged deep into the man's heart blood would begin to gush out, spraying up into the air... As Eniel stood above him, he'd see it first. The ritual began to glow and the heart would begin to beat once more... The corpse rose...

And then it burst open, the blood and tendrils, bone and structures coagulated together, as a creature would begin to form before them. A creature that gazed deem into their eyes...

The aura of the corrupted Belial would scream from its make-shift body... A pulsating red gem at its core...

"A ritual..."

It huffed out, seemingly shaking the ground below it... It stared between the two, noting that Syracuse and Eniel were the true believers of the Cult...

It let out a laughter, deep and solemn.

"You preform the rituals of our Lord above, smiling down on us..." Its head cracked as it moved forward to peer at Eniel, tendrils of the aura moving forth to embrace him slightly...

"Yet you not wear the Apostles mark? What sort of lollygagging is this? You are no profits of Belial... You are just hypocrites... Yes..." It seemed to squint, the muscles tore and broke as it moved even slightly...

"You are no believers of the lord himself."
[21:00] As Eniel had gotten busy with his ritual and Syracuse had went out to find a few natives to have..... 'good fun' with, Ferus went out right after him. While he didn't understand why Syracuse was only targetting females, he didn't question it either. Though if Syracuse didn't get to a target before Ferus..... He wouldn't get to them at all. Unlike Eniel who planned to massacure them or Syracuse who planned to well.... He'd get banned if we mentioned that.

Ferus just wanted to round them all up and bring them back to their village. While he did have a desire to devour, he couldn't think of a reason that didn't violate his morals to kill them. He didn't let Syracuse go back to the village to pick out targets either. In this somewhat enhanced state of thought thanks to the constant stability and calmness of his mind, he saw no reason to harm or maim them.

Returning to Eniel and seeing as the oldman was dead, he was about to move forward to grab the old man's body.... Until that thing erupted out of it. With only a twitch of his currently apathetic face, he darted backwards and got in a fighting position.

"Eniel, what's your ritual doing?"

(Férus Daigal)
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[21:05] Chaos would stare at the abomination that rose. Tired and Hungry, Chaos was tired of this shit. Chaos would close his eyes, and begin channeling heat from within... after that last blast it wouldn't be as easy. Slowly, Chaos would open his eyes, revealing once again, a deep crimson light.

what's the plan Eniel?
Chaos sounded more annoyed than anything. His feral side obviously not appreciating having to come back out so fast.
(Chaos Florence)
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[21:09] He'd actually been going to get the women AND men that ran away. However, he'd eventually have gotten bored and head back to the village to see if Eniel was finished.

Right into the appearance of something. . . Ah, a wraith of the moon. OH FUCK. He'd not flinch, he held out his hand as he willed his axe to come back to him.

Upon the ground near the rubble there was a clatter. Then a harsh whizzing sound as the great axe shot like a thunder bolt into Syra's hand.

This is why he tried to avoid the old blood rituals.

He'd just offer a smirk up towards the monster. He was euphoricly calm. It was as if he'd tapped into the blessings of the lifestream again and Belial's own.

It was the greatest feeling in the world. He'd just take a step, then another, then finally breaking into a dead run towards the monster, shooting past his companions.

The entire time he sprinted towards the creature all you couldhear him screaming was. . .

"MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE,MINE, MINE,MINE, MINE,MINE, MINE!

It was a strange battle-cry, but he'd already eaten one spiritual being. Why not two?
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:10] Eniel looked over the mans body his back had been turned for just a second before the creature spewed forth from its body. Some sort of spirit? Eniel quickly looked towards him as the creature spoke, it spoke about the Apostles and of not being close enough Belial. He stepped forwards Showing little fear in the presence of this creature more so curiosity.

Eniel would merely pull the Grimoire out showing the creature that he had indeed been plotting to sign his name alongside an Apostles. It could only be what this phantom was...Yet Eniel was hesitant his freedoms brining forth confidence within him to speak." There are very few of the Apostles upon Agartha. Almost none...after they're defeat that was detailed here it seems there are no more to contract with. Thus...I make due with what is given to me. You are the first of the Apostles here upon Agartha. So I ask you now creature. Will you use me as your vessel and will you help me to Liberate Agartha completely?"

He stood cascading with chaotic magics. While the previous fight was exhausting he still had plenty of steam within him to fight again. He was no where near done yet. " This book had once told me the very same thing...I was unworthy...If I am unworthy to worship Belial...If I am unworthy to be embraced by the moon... I will force him to love me." Eniel pulled out his blade if the creature had refused to give him what he wanted. After all Eniel was vindictive and he cared little to be insulted by even an Apostle. He would have what belonged to him even if he had to carve it out of the moon himself.
(Eniel Daigal)
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[21:14] With nothing but a sigh at Syracuse's stupid action, he dashed forward with absurb speed to grab Syracuse, sweeping him off his feet with swing of his leg before dragging him right back alongside Eniel.

"If you die like an idiot, Donovan will be sad. You don't want your mom sad, do you? You and Riyna are the only things carrying her right now.

Though.... Staring up at the Apostle, Ferus had the most insane idea of his life. To destroy something on this level..And devour it...

Would Saekanis give him its attention? Reward him with its praise? It's blessing?
(Férus Daigal)
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[21:15] {NARRATION} "An Apostle?"

The creature bellowed out a thundering laugh... "An Apostle I am not child. I am a mere Nethradin who has succumbed to Belial's embrace. Perhaps soon, I can become one of them. Join them in the moon but as of right now, my service in liberation lies elsewhere..."

The large hands of the fiend would move to come down to the ground, the face moving close to stare right at Eniel's face... It would release a breathe, chilled and cold... The air around this creature was overhaul cold... It's like it sucked the energies around it right in...

"The contract of an Apostle can still be granted - by anyone strong enough... The cult may be small on Agartha, but it exists..." His hand would rise, touching Eniel on the forehead...

"In you..."

As the contact was made - the world would begin to tremble before Eniel's eyes. The red moon flashed in his eyes, the world of freedom - of liberation...

Its other hand rose, as arcane powers bind the Neries from moving.

"You two - One blessed by the moon's grace, the other with a Grimiore… What is your purpose in looking towards Belial?"
[21:18] He'd be stopped because of his slowness. It wasn't as if he'd necessarily care about Ferus, quite ready to barrel into him.

Yet, he couldn't argue with his logic. He'd stop dead in his tracks. He just wanted to fight things, perhaps he'd get a chance again.

"I can't argue with that. . ."

So it was that the man would back down, fighting back his urge to fight giant monsters.

He'd just take a few steps away and let Eniel do the talking. He was more likely to get along with this thing than Syracuse himself.

"Yea, yea, but come on Ferus.

He'd lean closer to the man and whisper sweet nothings into his ear.

(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:18] Syracuse Fengari whispers something.
[21:19] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:20] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:22] Chaos continues to wait for Eniel's command. This creature did not scare Chaos... not much did these days. He did respect it's power though. He wondered what would be going on in Eniel's mind. Not to mention what would be going on in the creatures mind.

None of it mattered though... all that mattered was that this ended well for the cult. So he kept his stance... patiently waiting.
(Chaos Florence)
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[21:24] Ferus stared at the Nethradin with interest, his hands letting go of Syracuse's shoulder as the chains rose out of nowhere to bind him. Didn't wanna get caught up in that.

Syracuse did put up a somewhat.... Interesting thought, but the aura of calmness had kept his eagerness and wild thoughts tamed. The madlad thoughts of devouring the Apostle would rise only to drop down once again.

If Eniel chose to fight it? Him and Syracuse would go wild.

If he chose not to fight it? He could only concede to Eniel's wishes. It was his plan to come here in the first place after all.

Wonder if it is just ignoring Ferus on purpose though...
(Férus Daigal)
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[21:25] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:25] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:28] Though, he'd been stopped once. Even having a moment to speak to Ferus. Something he didn't do often admittedly.

It'd be his sudden constriction with raw arcana that got his full attention back to the present. Testing the restraints as he listened, realizing that he alone probably wouldn't be enough to break out of them.

Scarlet hues darted about the area, seems they weren't being attacked regardless. Maybe, he was just excitable at the moment? Oh right, he was bathed in crimson. Belial's gifts tended to make one passionate.

Finally those scarlet hues settled upon the vicious looking Nethardin. Tilting his head to the side as he thought about that question for a few moments.

"My purpose is simple. I was blessed by Belial so that I may found a faith strong enough to stand the tests of time."

A smirk touched his lips as he continued to speak.

"One that will bring about a paradise in it's name. Finding those who'll willingly embrace it's gifts and in turn embrace the desire to free it."

Scarlet hues seemed to glance towards the sky as he continued speaking.

"You'd be amazed what a willing person will do for something. If they enjoy doing it."

It was simple, the mad prophet wished for others to seek Belial's release and praise, Not out of fear or force, but out of a genuine desire to see it come about. As he did.


(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:28] Eniel nodded so it was a Nethradin how auspicious these creatures were so damn interesting...Eniel's previous ire towards the creature faded to some degree after learning of its origins and as Eniel was touched on the forehead he could sense it...the connection he had been longing for.

Belial's power consumed his body transforming his own intentions with rapidly overflowing with horrid magics. Chaotic , Occultic, Corrupted Cosmic magics all blistering into one perfected vessel that was Eniel. A mark stained in red on his forehead. Now blared towards the world like an eye. The very same pattern recognized by the cult of old. The eye of Belial, now tattooed on his face.

As he was asked of his purpose he spoke with clear intentions not really waiting for Syracuse to speak or not." I...for the longest time have witnessed the slaver caused by Azrael, By the Emperor, By Kraus, By the divine spirits who work joyously to distort and influence control of this world and humanity. I for the longest time have felt such a deep rage against all of it. My passion strives from what I endured the torture the abuse, The imprisonment of my self...For the longest time I had to reflect on what it was that I wanted and my answer was found when I stared openly towards the Blood Moon. "He'd pause for a moment before giving his answer.

"Freedom...Not only from the cell I had been held in, But from this world. Freedom from the design that was meant to restrain us and make us weaker towards those who claim divinity or experimentation of the Angels. I no longer can sit idly by and let this world suffer so...I pledged under the moon in my own blood that I will free this world of its pain. I will manifest carnage, corruption, chaos and Anarchy to free those who seek enlightenment as I have received and show how much I detest this existence until I Liberate the only one who truly matters to me. Belial..." Eniel gave his answer and stood squarely at the Nethradin he was enamored by it how ti took a completely different form as Hathor did...perhaps this one was one of the Monarchs that ruled in Helhiem?
(Eniel Daigal)
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[21:31] Oh if only he could be angry right now... The words about the spirits said by Eniel left a rather sour taste in Ferus's mouth..... But there was nothing he could do about it, 'cept give him a disappointed stare in the back of the head.
(Férus Daigal)
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[21:36] {NARRATION} The creature laughed at Eniel's response...

"Freedom? And you turn to Belial?"

A howl of energy would resonate from the Nethradin… "You seek freedom, and yet turn to a God who gives you it in exchange for it? What folly... What foolishness! Do you even admit that YOU are an evil person. Nothing you do is for /good/."

The creature moved back...

"It seems that Agartha is not only lacking in Apostles, it's also very much lacking in Apostles who wish to DO anything. You sit here, warring with people that do not matter. Extract yourself from it, boy. Bring people together - and find a purpose beyond just freedom."

"True Liberation for the world."

The demon huffed out in pleasure...

"And do that, next time you see a creature of my magnitude, you will be labelled the Prophet of Belial on the continent of Agartha..."

Its hand stuck out, offering it to Eniel.

"All who worship Belial, shall wear his seal. If you do not agree, then I will force it upon you. Present yourself willingly, or suffer the consequences of having an oath rune FORCEFULLY forged onto your body..."

"Pledge not only yourself. Yet your mind, freedom and your very existence for the cause of BELIAL!"

[21:39] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:39] Looked up at the thing for a second. Just dumbfounded. If he could be angry he'd be furious. Then after a second he'd twist his expression into something akin to disgust.

"Does this Nethardin really think I'm going to allow it to curse me with a rune? No, I've dealt with control runes before."

He'd tilt his head forward an inch, as he simply started to consume the mana binding his constraints.

"An' I won't be dealing with another one."


(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:40] Syracuse Fengari whispers something.
[21:44]
"For a moment I thought.... Hey, something similar to Hathor. I see that I am very wrong about that.

Seems Syracuse had the right idea from the start, charging to end this demon from another plane. Ferus assisted in the breaking of the chains, using raw, mana infused strength. Then he moved Syracuse closer for questions....
(Férus Daigal)
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[21:45] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:46] Syracuse Fengari whispers something.
[21:47] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:48] Syracuse Fengari whispers something.
[21:48] Syracuse said the zealot.
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:48] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[21:48] Eniel looked towards the creature as it offered its hand Eniel would then glare at it for a moment while he did not like to be ordered he also didn't like the idea of his freedom being taken away...yet still there was always an exception to the rule.

Eniel offered his hand not truly knowing what Belial's seal was but more than ready to receive one if it was placed upon him."I have long since offered Belial my soul, my blood, my bones, my heart and my spirit. There is little else I will be hesitant to offer to them. You may plce it on me but do not allow it to restrict my right to talk about Belial I need at least that much so I can enlightened those who know of it. Share with me the oath ritual and I'll use it to instill loyalties into those who wish to join my Cult. " He'd wince a little as the brand of Belial had been placed upon him willingly he'd look toward Syracuse with a scowl.


" Perhaps that's why you're in league with Azrael and his followers. Maybe you weren't worthy of this from the start..." He'd then turn his back again facing the Nethradin.

"This will prove my loyalties to Belial forever more. " Now Eniel had three glowing tattoos upon his body one from his father and two from this Nethradin...
(Eniel Daigal)
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[21:49] Chaos followed after Eniel… he would either get his mark now or later.
(Chaos Florence)
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[21:51] {NARRATION} "You're a fool, boy."

The Nethradin would move back, as the chaotic energies of Belial would form around it.

"One of Belial's gifts, and you refuse to take it? Turning to insult ME instead?!"

The creature boomed out before them, the ground began to shake as the stars in the sky seemed to twinkle red and bright... "You're a fool - a true fool... All of you, and if you believe that with this lacklustre attitude, and lack of respect you will awaken any apostle?"

"You are foolish."

Its hand would rise, magic bending to its will at the tips...

It flicked it forward, attacking the group with a maelstrom of power...

"You will pay for insulting ME!"
[21:51] Syracuse Fengari says, "Told you it was a crazy Nethardin."
[21:52] Syracuse Fengari exclaims, "Let's eat it Ferrus!"
[21:52] Férus Daigal says, "Thank goodness..."
[21:52] Eniel Daigal says, "Insult..."
[21:52] Syracuse Fengari says, "It's a CONTROL rune."
[21:53] Syracuse Fengari says, "Refusing the control of your tongue was the inuslt. "
[21:55] Chaos would let out a large sigh. He had even bowed to this thing...

"How annoying..."

(Chaos Florence)
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[21:56] Eniel then sighed he rifted his blade back into his grasp and stared towards the creature. " Very well then you are in no station to be of Belial's guidance, I will take your power for myself. And keep you in my own dimension until I can successfully bind you."

He'd then turn reconvene Chaos and the others opening a rift to move back near them. "If you fall the creature you aren't allowed to kill it. I require its knowledge and its power. " An order? No more merely asking but behind Eniel's words as always was his deep tone of Malice.

Yet Belial's light danced upon him once more and he was prepared for battle.
(Eniel Daigal)
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[21:56] With the chains of arcana snapped he'd rise up from his bindings as they snapped between the efforts of himself and Ferrus.

He'd cast the man a side-long glance. It seemed he'd at-least connected with someone on one of these trips.

He'd burst into a fiery aura of starlight. As his tendrils came out to play. He'd not waste much time with talk or game plans.

He'd said let's eat it, and that's what he was going to do.
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[21:57] Ferus gave Syranuse a nod and a lightsmile before turning to face the Nethradin with a somewhat worried expression. Anger isn't the only source of power he has, but it's definently up there.

"I will let it live.... Barely. It's not like you need it alive for anything."

With that, the runes on his gauntlets were reignited.
(Férus Daigal)
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[22:01] Férus Daigal whispers something.
[22:09] {NARRATION} As they battled, the stars themselves seem to come down to the ground... Stars rained down, crashing into the island as it began to shake with a certain vigour. The ground would shake, quake as the party fought this amalgamation of blood tissue and bone...

Yet eventually, it fell, to Ferus' touch...

As it died/got captured, from its body fell parts... Crumbling down to the ground and staying there. Perhaps they fell during the battle...

"You are fools... You go on quests to defy Belial himself..."

"Your freedom, is in jeopardy…"
[22:20] As Ferus fought the monstrous Nethradin, he began to realize that the Guardian's effect on his battle ability was far worse then he realised. He had to fight accordingly, calculating when to strike and when to allow the others to face it head on. Fortunately, this unshakable level of calmness also helped do just that.

Dodging another dozen of the countless meteors bombaring the field, Ferus ran forward and filled his muscles to the brim with mana, just short of bursting. In the time he could handle that state, he moved at breakneck speeds to hit the Nethradin from numerous sides, with the final blow being his claws piercing deep into the ribcage's glowing red eye. Withdrawing his now soaked in its blood hand, he was about to deal the fatal life ending blow by destroying its skuill until he had remembered Eniel's request and their childhood agreement. Damn, this was the third adventure in a row where he'd been hurt and yet didn't get much.

Climbing off the half-dead Nethradin, he patted Eniel on the shoulder and looked him in the eye.

"Remember when I came to Agartha? I help you with Belial, you help me with Saekanis...Don't forget that."

From there, he started to round up the Nethradin's fallen pieces. Might as well get a dinner out of it....
(Férus Daigal)
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[22:23] {Item} You picked up Adsorbent Flame. Dropped by Férus Daigal. .
[22:23] {Item} You picked up Moon Gem. Dropped by Férus Daigal. .
[22:23] {Item} You drop Adsorbent Flame.
[22:25] {NARRATION} From the body that rained down from above, parts of the dead grandfather's body would begin to rain down... Before Chaos, a large bag of coins and some ores land!

Before Syracus, a small collection of Amber... Better than nothing.
[22:25] The battle raged and as lightning crackled into Eniel's blade he forced his chaotic magic through himself. He would never be disrespected by anyone of any station...He knew of his faith for Belial. He knew that he was Right.

" Only those who embrace Belial are allowed true freedom within this world. While there might be some who have varying beliefs it does not make them wrong...I will continue to forge my path and until then I will make sure you're nice and comfortable." Eniel would open a rift, Chaotic hands would begin scraping and clawing at the pieces of the Nethradin that were scattered across the battle field, Eniel would plunge the creature into his rift leaving it there until he was capable enough of a Riftmancer to bind Nethradin as well.

He stood with a solemn grin even if he couldn't have gained the Nethradins attention he gained knowledge. He knew damn well that he was the rightful champion of Belial.

"Perhaps it intended to bind me so it could use me as an anchor in this world...That rune might have just been a ruse attempting to push me into becoming its anchor in this world. Little does it know I plan to run horrid experiments on it. Until I've finally am able to seal it. " He'd turn to Ferus and smile...glad he was at least able to look past himself to give him that.

"Whenever you're actually seriously researching the wolf gods blessing I can stuff my pride to help you...only because you are family. "
(Eniel Daigal)
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[22:27] Simply went about collecting a few items. He'd not really care to argue with Eniel about the insults or compete with Ferus over eating the damn thing.

So, instead he'd simply watch for a few moments. Noting the young warrior Chaos' efforts during the battle. He'd tilt his head for a few moments as he looked at them.

Then he'd just shake his head, he'd offer a chuckle as he mused to himself.

"Wonder how many of those villagers are still around. . . Could still have fun before the boat ride back."

He'd look around at the weather curious if it was actually still a paradise or if the effects were wearing off.
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[22:28] Chaos would start the fight using his illusions to hold the beast still. Forcing it to succumb to its own mind. This fight was one he wouldn't be tricky with, he played unfair.

Blinding, confusing, burning, and slashing at the large demon. Chaos managed to damage the beast. Once again, searing the demons flesh, burning his name into its soul. Never would it rise again.
(Chaos Florence)
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[22:29] Ah, Ferus had just remembered their existence.... Zariel hadn't helped him with control, but he had learned a fair bit himself. With a wave of his hand, the icy flames following him floated gently over to the chunks of flesh of the fallen Nethradin mutated old man and..... It froze them in blocks of ice. With the preservation done, he manipulated the flames into chains that bound it all, floating close behind him as he began to walk around.

He gave Syracuse a weird look though.

"What's up with you and having fun with the villagers? The spirit is gone, so there's nothing really like... Keeping us super happy in there."

(Férus Daigal)
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[22:30] Syracuse Fengari says, "I'd have joined the party with or without that spirit Ferus. I would expect one of the wolf gods blessed to understand the pursuit of more. . . Base, enjoyments."
[22:30] Eniel Daigal says, "Lets go home."
[22:31] Chaos Florence says, "Indeed"
[22:31] Chaos Florence says, "I must finish my mission..."
[22:31] Eniel opens a very flimsy rift...but it seemed to be strong enough to take them back home.
(Eniel Daigal)
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[22:31] Férus Daigal says, "Unless you were gonna kill them, I don't really understand what enjoyement you'd get out of it."
[22:31] Eniel Daigal says, "Jump in."
[22:31] Férus Daigal says, "And sure."
[22:31] Syracuse Fengari says, "I'll explain later Ferus"
[22:31] Chaos does a backflip into the rift
(Chaos Florence)
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[22:31] Férus Daigal says, "Better not close n' chop us all in half...."
[22:31] Syracuse Followed into that shitty rift.
(Syracuse Fengari)
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[22:31] Syracuse Fengari says, "We're boned."
[22:31] Férus Daigal says, "I'll uh......"
[22:32] Férus let out a really depressed sigh.
(Férus Daigal)
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[22:32] Férus Daigal says, "I'll take the boat back."
[22:32] {NARRATION} With that....

The demon was captured, its remnants collected to a full! It seems that the party was a step closer towards their task. Yet would the concious of destroying a peaceful home, a sactuary far from land, would it ever weight on this shoulder?

Only time will tell!

Today they were able to infiltrate, destroy a village, sacrifice an old man and speak with an agent of Belial! What shall the future hold?

[Thank you for coming to the event, it was fun to host, hope y'all had fun. Sorry for the slightly rushed end!]