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Aftermath; Restoring the World (Open RP)
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
Morec glowered at the troll, setting a hand on Malice's shoulder. "What part of 'I don't touch your people, you don't touch mind' didn't you understand, Ga'crane." He began to ice Malice's body over. Better to keep her chilled untill time passes. "You master and I had an agreement, I would expect you to uphold it." His eye glowed bright blue as he continued to quick-freeze his potential ally.
The death knight noted the runes. That was magic he could work with towards his advantage. He anticipated a move from the troll's allies as well - either the mage or the hunter, it didn't matter really.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Gurka roared and swung forward, the red-hot metal of her fistblade flying at Morec's face. This had gone on long enough. She wasn't about to let Malice go and prolong this pointless war. Innocent people would be harmed.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
Gurka's fist slammed into a force field erected by Rutherford offhandedly.
"
Control your anger, my friend. Do not let him provoke you. That he thinks his crude machinations can disrupt my work is but just another evidence of his feeble mind's inability to truly understand just what powers are at work here,
" he said smoothly, ice failing to touch his arm, stopping one inch away from it as he continued to tug - metaphorically speaking.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
Morec smiled, not knowing it was Ga'crane that set up the sheild. "See? We had a deal, Nagorm and I, maybe now you'll back off? No? So be it." He switched to his own unholy magic, which twisted around Malice and stung at Rutherford's spell for a bit before digging in and attempting to pry him off of Malice.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Malice's body suddenly collapsed. As her limp body fell to the ground, her eyes open and she mentally lunged at Ga'crane's consciousness. The twistes, inhuman thing that was her mind crawled through Ga'crane's veins, trying to burrow its way into his mind.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
Before the limp body touched the ground, Rutherford looped his free arm around Malice's waist, keeping her upright. He paused for a split second to wrap Morec's spell around onto itself, creating a stable fading loop before welcoming the invasion. He had been keeping in check things of comparable darkness - all the anger he had been bottling up inside him up until this very moment, when he could finally put it all to good use.
"
You wanted to be witness to my anger, did you not,
" he whispered sultrily, the tip of his tongue touching Malice's ear as he spoke.
"
Your wish is granted.
"
And a gate was opened inside the apprentice, and a suffocating, hot black wave came out, meeting the alien consciousness and swarming at it in an attempt to break it completely.
Magic that was behind the ice could no longer withstand the power play and faded away, the said ice falling apart into nothingness.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
Morec cut the spell off and glared down at the unconcious body. Whatever had just happened it did not seem to be in his favor, best to leave before things got any more complicated. But, just to make sure they didn't get off that easy... He ressurected the dead gangster and pulled a few more ghouls out of the earth. They either went after the woman's body to devour it, or elsewhere to stir up trouble. Draw some attention to the group here to slow them down - just to be sure.
The death knight then opened a death knight, falling through it not back onto his ship but into the ocean just a ways away. Less easy for them to track him, if they decided to. His feet created a path of ice as he walked towards it. As was the nature of the simple variation of the spell he was using, it melted right behind him.
It was best that this happened, he thought. He was outstretching his reach too much too fast now, he needed to slow things down, let the course of events take their sweet time and only deal with so many matters at once. And first and foremost on that list right now; trading knowledge with Russel. He'd stop by the ship for a few minutes, then head back to Stratholme to meet with the Shadow Priest once more.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Malice laughed uproariously as she met the wave of antipathy. The anger and resentment and all of Ga'crane's dark emotions enveloped her and she felt the energy of them surge through her.
Her mental onslaught had managed to distract the troll for just a moment, giving her just enough time to dart her arm out and plunge a hitherto unseen dagger into Gurka's neck, just above the shoulder.
The shaman gasped, before roaring and bashing the human in the head, seemingly knocking her unconscious. Reaching up, she curled her fingers around the dagger and pulled it out. "Dammit..." she murmured, looking at the blood covering her hand, before suddenly fainting and falling to the ground.
"
Hate me...
" Malice told Ga'crane. "
I will make you hate me.
"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
"
Engage Carnage protocol. Deactivate mental inhibitors. Activation level: one,
" Nagorm's apprentice grated.
A pillar of sickly purple light roughly three yards in diameter erupted from the ground beneath Rutherford's and Malice's feet, engulfing the two for a split second. When it subsided, the ground they stood upon was revealed to be scorched and lifeless beyond salvation. Rutherford appeared to be bare-chested, glowing runes covering the entirety of his upper body. Dark flames, violet in the core and pitch black at the edges were dancing on his arms, his shoulders and his head, and inside his eyes.
"
I will break you,
" he said simply, and his reverberating voice was strong enough to shatter windows in nearby houses. His onslaught was renewed - now it was not enough for him to simply pull the entity out of Malice, he was not going to settle until it was completely enslaved and deprived of free will.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
"I am already broken," Malice squealed, basking in Ga'crane's power. "It is so nice to meet the real you. My name is Malice, what is yours?"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
"
Real me? You are mistaken, woman,
" Nagorm's apprentice hissed, his consciousness cracking into two unequal halves - one, seething with rage, was slamming itself against the familiar presence inside Malice while the other sought to maintain a facade of civility. Unfortunately, it was all he could do to keep his inner demons from lashing out even more violently, and as Rutherford's fingers dug deeply into Malice's flesh he failed to notice Gurka's wound, focused completely on dominating his enemy and paying no attention to the world around. The patch of desecrated ground beneath him slowly began to spread, inch by inch, as he drew on more power.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
"
Your mate is bleeding out,
" Malice gleefully informed Ga'crane/Rutherford. "
I don't think you have time to save her...
" she smiled. "
How does that make you feel?
"
The hate and anger slamming into her was delightful. She would milk the troll for everything he had...
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
His response was a defiant roar, followed by the burning halo engulfing his body expanding, the flames ravenously reaching to consume Malice. Rutherford himself forcibly pulled away and knelt before Gurka. He probably could have save her using his numerous medicaments, but his mind was otherwise preoccupied - now he was determined to pull her from the brink with his sheer force of will.
"
Live,
" he hissed, draining lifeforce from the ground and pouring it into the shamanka.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Gurka lay unconscious in a pool of blood, Malice's thin dagger still in her hand.
"
You can't live without blood, no matter how much will you have,
" Malice whispered gleefully, warding away Rutherford's flames with her own sickly felflames. "
Trust me. I bled to death once. Kalistra drank it,
" she grinned, before her face contorted with pain and for a brief moment, her smile turned to a grimace and she fell to the ground, siezing up immediately.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
"
Only losers moan about how the world is made, winners change it the way they see fit!
" Rutherford snapped, not noticing that his audience was steadily thinning in numbers. He reached out, letting his rage flow in all directions. As his fingers touched the skin around the wound, energy he had been running though himself began to be transformed into matter - in this particular case, glowing purple nutrient liquid that would provide Gurka with, among other things, material to replenish the erythrocyte amount, antibodies to ward off the random infection and even rapidly forming stem cells.
This was the ultimate perversion known to him - to twist the darkest of magic at his disposal and use it to repair, to create, rather than to destroy. Still, the ritual had to be fueled - and the energy, the lifeforce was being drawn out of all that lived around him - although for some reason, neither Malice nor Flamehowl were subject to the arcane Charybdis that the death knight's apprentice had unleashed.
His own transformation was far from over, despite his efforts to keep it at bay. His muscles began to grow visibly, and his skin, unable to stretch, began to tear apart, revealing black tissue beneath the pale surface.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Gurka's pulse strengthened, and her bleeding had stopped, but she remained unconscious.
Malice contuinued her seizure until, at last, she lay still.
Post by
Monday
Characters
:
Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stormwind
Flamehowl noticed Gurka and Ga'crane absently, busy keeping a looping wall around the group to stop the gangsters from reaching them. In the back of his mind, he started tracking where Morec had gone, but he wasn't making much progress.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
"
Live,
" Rutherford hissed again, on the verge of hysteria, "
Live.
"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Gurka groaned deliriously, apparently in pain, but stable for the moment.
Malice lay on the ground a few feet away, an inky black liquid pooling around her.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford, Cyrus
Location
: Stormwind
Once he could see that the shamanka was stable, Rutherford stood up and proceeded to grab Malice by the throat, lifting her from the ground. He did not say a word, silently crushing her windpipe in his grasp, flames dancing on his arm still, and muscles bulging, tearing up more skin.
Meanwhile, a portal opened several dozen feet away, and a hooded figure stepped out, stretching lazily afterwards.
"Hmm, interethting. Lookth like keeping an eye on that gang wath not that much of a wathte of time, after all," murmured the newcomer, licking his eyebrows absentmindedly. He reached out to the wall set up by Flamehowl, searching for weaknesses.
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