Humans VS Magic Users IC

[hisagi]

The Human Records

Arrival of the Humans

It was about a century before the war started that the humans were traveling in space. However due to complications and engine failure not 1 but 3 ships were forced to land on an unknown planet. The first ship consisted of only scientists the second had civilians. The third ship was 2/3 soldiers 1/3 convicted felons that were to slave at a different planet until their death. They had begun to start over knowing that no other ships would be making the journey to save them. After about 40 years of living secretly some hunters had stumbled upon a group of villagers. They were not like the humans that much was obvious seeing as how they used magic thus named Magic-Users. At first the two races lived in peace trading among one another. That was until certain Magic-User elders wanted the humans to leave. "The humans are growing more troublesome as they take over more of our lands." Humans felt the same way. "They can't be trusted. They can kill us in anisntant we are sitting ducks unless we ambush them." These thoughts continued for about another 50 years.

The Start of the War

Now it is not proven but it was recorded that a certain human by the name of Grimm he was the son of a leader of convicts that had escaped the ship went it crashed. He had taken up his fathers throne and began to raid the villages both human and Magic-User alike. Now it is recorded that Grimm had encountered a certain village with a very young elder. Grimm had come into the village and was smitten with impure thoughts for she was indeed beautiful. She had told him he can have her in every way if he only spared the village and took her as a prisoner. Grimm happily agreed and brought her back to his camp where he continously had his way with her. However at the same time he had given the order to destroy the village he had promised to spare earlier. After it was done he had brought her to see the wreckage. She wept as Grimm simply laughed. "You honestly think I would keep my word to you scum?!" He then slit her throat. Word of this ran like wildfire from both sides and Grimm was captured and then executed. However what was not mentioned was that Grimm had his own family before all of this. Some of the people in his group said they two were raided by Magic-Users. Perhaps this course of action is what lead Grimm to his dastardly deeds? Or rather just an excuse no one knows.

The Executioner Squad & The Forsaken Clan

Before the war had started their was a certain clan of Magic-Users that had sided with the humans in order for safety and protection of their people. They used their abilities to heal the humans as well as fortify the humans defenses with their magic. Then orders were given to assist the scientists in creating a super soldier. Thus The Executioner Squad was born. Consisting of 31 members all with unique abilities no two were exactly alike. However all possessed the ability to sense one another as well Magic infused in one's DNA that is what made them so devastating at tracking groups of Magic-Users. They all were also equiped with a seal making them not able to strike their commanding officers thus the Roman Numeral Markings that were placed on various places on the body of each Executioner. Then they set out to destroy the Magic-Users. Succeeding for the most part they had slaughtered many in their path. It was until the end of the First Wave of the war that they were given a command by a human leader to kill the Clan of Magic-Users that had helped the humans up to this point. It was Executioner 1 that had told the rest of the squad this order was false. It made no sense to kill them. Other leaders agreed with number 1 however it did not sit well and it was decided that the Executioner Squad was a liability that had to be remedied. The leader then had his group begin killing each Executioner one by one. Due to the seals in place the Executioners had no way to defend themselves. By the time they had reached Executioner 27 he had then reasoned with the leader stating that he would kill them all. Then he did so however since the Magic-Users were killed the seals became useless in their binding magic and Executioner 27 had killed the leader in cold blood. No one dared stop him because they knew the leader would eventually try to become a tyrant however they decided to deem 27 as a traitor. High treason was his crime as 27 walked away and hid himself from the war. There were 3 other Executioners that lived through that onslaught only due to the fact that they were not present but on missions. Executioner 3, 12, and 31. 31 had heard what had happened to his brethren and took his own life. 12 became a mercenary. 3 is unknown. (however 5 in total including Executioner 27 survived but that is to be revealed later which Executioner also survived other than 3 & 12...)

The First Wave

This was the first mahor battle of the war. Where both races had assembled huge armies. However the tide of this war went to the humans for they had the element of surprise. The Magic-Users had never faced things such as guns before. After a good while the Magic-Users had no choice but to fall back. Thus the humans considered this battle ground sacred. Trying to avert all battles away from that area. Executioner 27 after the annihilation of his Squad had placed his sword deep in the ground upon a hill overlooking the battleground. As well as both sides making raids in order to gather intel on their enemy.

The Old Tomes (Magic User Record book)


The Prophecy

The Grand Elders had forseen the giant birds falling from the sky. As well as these giant birds giving birth to beings that would try to end their race. Thus started a natural distrust of the humans.

The Golems

The Golems were deities that once ruled over the planet. Each controlling a specidic element. The Magic-Users had eventally harnessed the powers of these Golems for themselves and bound them in text that were handed amongst the elders. None know just how many Golems inhabit the planet.

The Second Wave

The second onslaught of battles that took place. The elders had gotten involved after years of quarreling they all joined forces to stirke at the humans in unison. They summoned their Golems and began to trample the humans. The humans this time had no choice but to retreat.

Where we are now...

Currently we are in the process of being in the third wave. No leader has yet to announce war upon the other race. (I will leave that up to you when we can do that.) Their are more characters to be introduced on both sides. (Lexzah and myself will probably play as these) Oh also got some thoughts about adding a final boss for the RP (again I will leave that up to vote amongst you all...)

Other Thoughts

This is my first group RP and I would like to take a minute of your time to again thank you all. Lexzah had inspired the idea and I fleshed it out. However none of this would happen if not for all of you. You all are the key part to this or any RP to work so I would just really like thank you all. I really appreciate the feedback I get from you all. Anyways lets continue this awesome story!!! ^_^

Original Post

This war has been going on for about 25 years now. With both sides suffering heavy losses. After the first wave was concluded the Magic users were almost finished. However the humans began to quarrel amongst themselves thus giving the Magic-Users a chance to regroup. After the humans began to settle their differences through methods of diminishing of old ways as well as certain factions the Magic-Users began to attack. Now they have the advantage driving the humans back significantly. It would seem they now have the upper hand over the humans.

this where our story begins. Which race wins depends on the actions of certain people with in this war torn tale. These are their stories.

[theapprentice]

The world seemed to be spinning horizontally, as smoke filled his lungs. An explosion went off in the woods, seemingly without reason, and from this explosion John appeared. To anyone who passed by, he would seem usnscathed by the explosion. His eye flickered open, and he was staring upwards at some trees. Getting up, and looking around, he saw that he was in a forest of some kind "Where am I?" He whispered to himself, before realizing "Oh no! The ritual!" he said, panicking and running straight in the direction he was facing. He had to get to a library of some kind, and find a way to go back.

[hisagi]

Out on the side of a mountain where a small river flows there was a small cottage. It had been abandoned for many years. However it now inhabited by a lonely human. He had a marking of the number 27 in roman numerals underneath his left eye. This marking signified that he was once one a member of one of the strongest most ruthess factions in the human army, The Executioner Squad. Now longs deceased after the first wave. He had awoke on another drull day looking out a window in his cottage that overlooked the river that eventually lead to a vast forest. This man no longer had any affiliation with the human army however he has banished himself far away from this war. Orr so he thought...

[MsKittyCatty]

Brenna stood barely paying attention as some of the self proclaimed leaders of the humans came to an agreement. She stood not too far off about 50 yards from an archery target she had leaned against a tree. She nocked an arrow with just a field tip on it and pulled it back, placing her upper lip gingerly on the fletching as she looked down the shaft. She took a deep breath, and on her exhale, let it fly into the bull’s-eye. She lowered her bow, reaching for another arrow and repeated the process, carefully aiming around the arrows she had already shot. A brisk breeze came by, throwing her long brown hair in her face, and she paused, pushing her hair behind her and distracting her from her practice. She glanced over to some of the others who were preparing for another battle against the magic users and stood stoic, thinking to herself. She knew if they didn’t work together, they’d lose as a team, but Brenna never planned on losing. If the humans ever fell to the magic users, Brenna planned on going solo and killing magic users one by one on her own. The wind stopped, and she took a matter of 2 seconds to pull another arrow back and let it fly into the center circle with the others.

[theapprentice]

John stopped for a moment. Perhaps his ritual had not backfired, and he had gone into a state of blacking out and wandered into some forest, but what forest? There was no forest where he lived but some dead prairies. He checked his pocket with his left hand and found his cell phone was in there, but when he moved his right hand up he realized he was still holding the dagger of the ceremony. It was squiggly, but razor sharp, and it seemed like no matter how much use, it never rusted, and never dulled. He continued running until he came upon a clearing in which was a small cottage. He thought about getting help from whoever lived there, but what would he say? Would he ask where he was? He would sound insane. He needed to see what actually happened with his ritual, but as far as he could tell, there were no demons haunting him at the moment.

[hisagi]

27 had noticed the person outside in the clearing. "A visitor? Here now?" He decided that he would just stay inside his cottage maybe they wouldn't come in. Whatever it was the person wanted 27 was not interested.

[clintlori2000]

on the only road that lead through the great forest, sybella and her skeletal battalion stood waiting for a human battalion of soldiers. sybella's plan was simple, overpower and kills the human soldiers, resurrect them making her army grow, and march into a human controlled village and set up a base of operations from witch she could strike key targets, and cripple the human horde. after all dead soldiers were wonderful warriors and sybella knew this well. After what seemed like hours of stillness the human group came around the bend, sybella let out a long slow breath and unsheathed her dagger, then she let out a horrible scream that sent chills into the spines of the poor men. she and her skeletal warriors swooped in like a wild fire killing men with precise stabs to the hearts to make sure the body's weren't damaged. sybella lowered her dagger as her skeletal friend godric and also her second in command walked up to her, "m'lady these will make fine soldiers...but we need to train em...what fort are we retaking? we need something with a training ground." sybella smirked "we shall move along the mountains and take back darkmoon hill. my old village."

[Lexzah]

A lone girl walked through a village ravaged by the war, everyone lay dead, houses lay broken. The weapon she carried. A large silver scythe was bloodied by that of a humans blood as she walked silently thought the silent ruined village. her pure white dress and light blond hair blowing in a nonexistent wind that she had created herself as a shield almost and her expression almost sad.
This girl when by the name of Saorisa Nolan. a magic user of the Element wind, she was rather adept with the skill in controlling it to her very whim. Stopping in the main square of the village, she cheeked out the state of the human village, seeing if there was anything useful for her to take, she didn't have a home so she just stayed where it suited her, though never for long encase humans every came back.
remembering back to when she assisted another group in the destruction of this village, she wondered when this war would end, she found it pointless yet fought in it anyway when ever she found need to. but when not needed she just wandered the lands by herself, avoiding others.
deciding to raid a house, she went to one with it's door ajar, walking in without a care in the world as she started to take things from it for herself.

[Ernest]

Ernest was skipping into a human village unknowingly humming a stupid song and when he got there he went straight to a tavern and kicked open the door yelling "whats up party people ready to get drunk and cause mini explosions of alchohol?!" He asked with a smile as he wagged his puppy tail looking at all the humans who just looked at Ernest with a "you have got to he kidding me is he a idiot" look and yes I am idiot

[Deinazz]

Quite a distance down a worn stone path from Andorran was two men, discussing about what they should do next.

A cool breeze slipped passed Phane's ears as he glanced back to Sven replying. "Of the two ideas you've suggested, both seem to be rolls of the dice. Just too dangerous to rely on for now."

Sven frowned at Phane and then after a few more moments of thought nodded....

Silence remained for several minutes as their surroundings changed. From flat plains all around to the occasional hill, here and there.

Just then a worried looking old man in a cloak, crested a hill towards them...

Sven sighed... "Probably an old geezer out for some free money.... We should just move on and let the bum keel over on his own..." Phane continued to stare at the old man as he arrived in front of them....

The old fellow wheezed in front of them for what seemed to be hours, then Sven becoming impatient at last, finally prompted him... "Yes old bones, what is it?"

Through his worn and leathery skin the cloaked figure managed a smile. "Well Lads" he said as he looked at both of them... "It has happened again."

Phane slanted his head to one side as his mouth firmed into a thin line... "Say it straight out, elder... We do not have time for riddles or foolishness..."

The old man's eyes widened and he threw up his hands.... "Alright, the spell-casters have come again and they are killing us all over the world..."

Before the man finished speaking Phane's whole body became rigid like a block of ice.... His mind struggled to comprehend that simple statement...
There's no way.... They were wiped out years ago...

Sven was confused spell-casters What the....? then even more perplexed as he looked at his friends reaction.... "Phane you know of them?"

Phane nodded like a tree being bent against its will... "Years and years ago my father lead the Elite graduates of the Academy against them... To put it simply the fight between them could not be described in words... At that battle they were thought to be wiped out..."

He turned back to the old man as his features hardened momentarily... "Tell us where they are... Some way or other we will be rid of them, even if it takes my life to do it!!

That single statement rang across the sky for miles around the three figures on the path....

Only time would tell what would happen next...