Ziara spurred her stallion, Gaidin, to a sprint and shouted, "Forth! For Dashiara!" She followed the direction Marcius had flown. Soon she saw him on the ground with his cousin fighting a pack of Werevargs. She drw her sword and rushed into the battle.

Denaris halted his horse and surveyed the battle. He watched the lich cast for a while, committing to mind the lich's power and limits. Of all the creatures he'd seen and summoned, he had never sighted a Werevarg before. Two of the hulking beasts came at a lope, their feral eyes dancing with bestial glee. Saliva dripping from their jaws, they leapt at him.

A single arcane word, and he could have destroyed both. But such a perspicuous display of power would arouse suspicion. He moved his deft fingers in an elaborate gesture, ending with a smile and a flourish.

"Friends?" The dark elf's fireball smote one Werevarg full in the chest. It howled and balked. The second Werevarg came in fangs leading. Denaris sighed and cast levitation. His opponent was lifted up and slammed into the ground. "I suppose not." With another melodramatic sigh, he faced the first Werevarg that had regained its feet.

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Arman saw a dark elf looking at him before going into a trance, he continued the spell for some while and he began to hear voices around him as bodies got up grabbing their dropped weapons. Arman smirked as he got up looking at the dead, all with empty eyes staring at him and all bound to his will. Arman turned towards the forest and grabbed his staff looking around sending the dead into the forest to hide, he made a polite bow to the surviving fighters and others before taking his leave.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Marcius thrusted his sword into a Werevarg's mouth and let it rip out from the roof of its jaw. He yanked his sword out as the remainder of the Werevargs fled upon seeing Lady Ziara and her army. His eyes strayed towards the forest where a handful of the dead limped into. He also saw the lich whom had obviously risen the dead. He turned his attention away from him and towards his brethern. One Vampire was mortally wounded, another had a severe gash on his torso. Khadoin had a small scratch on his face and arms but otherwise ok.
Khadoin gestured towards the Vampires and said,"I saw these guys battling the Werevargs so I landed and helped them."
Marcius nodded and watched as Khadoin heaved the dead Werevargs into a pile. He took some powder from his pouch and threw it on the pile. He then chanted some words and a blue fire appeared and began consuming the Werevargs. Both Marcius and Khadoin went to the two Vampires, who were the ones that warned them of the Werevargs. Marcius took some blood which he had stored and poured some into their mouths.
"Pour it on their wounds," Khadoin advised. "It will heal the wounds."
Marcius nodded and poured some on the gashes.
"The Werevargs will return....." one of the vampires said. "That fire will repel them from us. They...do not...like the smell of their burnt flesh."
"Marcius," Khadoin commanded. Go to the forest and get us some branches so we can make torches."
Marcius obeyed and went into the forest, searching for branches. Meanwhile Khadoin took out a horn and blew on it. Marcius returned with an armful of branches. Khadoin took them and lit them with the blue fire. Khadoin gave Marcius a couple of torches when there was a flutter of wings. Soon two Gargoyles landed near the Vampires. They took the wounded Vampires in their hands.
Khadoin asked a Gargoyle, "Hey, we have an army for my father but none of them can fly so could you send a barge for us?"
He grunted and fly off with his companion, carrying the Vampires.
"Barges?" Marcius asked.
"Flying carriages if you will." Khadoin answered. "They are pulled by giant bats."

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I was cured all right.

Kiana raced along as she heard the battle being fought. She stopped short as she saw her opponants: giant wolves with visious fangs. In her wolf body she would be no match for these creatures. She doubted she could win by size, not wit this may werevargs. Instead she shifted into a sparrow, a surprising shape for battle. Yet with her small size, she easily dodged the werevargs attak, and peked them in their eyes, blinding them so her friends could do the rrest.

After a while the battle was ove

(sorry if it makes no sence, I have to go now)

Marcius and Khadoin stood around the burning pile of dead Werevargs when there was a rush of wings. There was a company of Gargoyles with two giant carriages each carried by a team of eight giant bats.

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I was cured all right.

Kiana glanced up, now in her human form. A large carrage was being lowered from the sky, escorted by gargoyles and large bats. She jumped over a dead werevarg to get to Marcius.
"Who is in this carriage?" She asked.

"No one for now," Marcius answered. He waved his hand slightly at the door. "But we would be delighted if you entered in..."

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I was cured all right.

Kiana laughed. "No, I much prefer my own transportation" She jumped into the air, and shifted into a hawk. She floated easily above thier heads, and screeched.

"Suit yourself," Marcius said as he beckoned everyone else to enter the carriage.

OoC. This is sort of dying.....

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I was cured all right.

Yes, it is. *sad sigh*

i gut bad guy with my Bat'leth sword

Why you talk that way?
Here's a bad guy. Go get him.
A obviously evil man stumbled through the forest. He cackled as only mad man can as he kicked little bunnies in the face. Suddenly he bumped into a big guy with a ridgedy forehead. "Ha! Your forehead looks so stupid. Did a car role over it?"

why you not talk that way? huh?

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nazgul #33

i usd to have more than 500 posts. they wer random but i want them back

lol That's funny.
I'm gonna do a time accelaration thing so that maybe it will make this RPG come back to life. So now we are at the vampire place with the vampire king. Sound good?

Ziara made a formal bow as they wlak into the hall of the vampire king. "My Lord," she said, "I am Lady Ziara Dammar, rightful queen of Dashiara. I have come to aid you in your battle against the rebels in exchange for your help to overthrow the dark lord who has taken over my kingdom. What say you?"

OoC sure

Marcius and Khadoin both bowed before the Vampire Elder. "My father," Khadoin said. "I have brought you allies. Your nephew has not forsaken you nor has his friends. Lady Ziara has brought 100 Elven warriors along with some assorted warriors." Lord Siktus looked at them and rose up. He said,"My kinsmen, Marcius and Khadoin, your news has brought comfort to a troubled Elder. Allow me to explain this rebellion. Only three years ago, a man came into our citadels, telling us of a man, Our Lord. His real name is Manethredon or something like that. Some of the vampires were allured by his offers of power and agreed to try to overthrow you. Those that remain loyal to him call him the Usurper. Now the citadels in the mountains are at war, occupied by the rebels and the loyalists." The sounds of battle could be heard from the hall. "Now, we must go to war, my friends. There is an armory near the exit of this hall. I, myself, will go to war." Marcius and Khadoin bowed again before their Elder and exited to prepare for war.

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I was cured all right.