[IC] Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

[Snarfulblast]

"Gods dam it! What th- OOOFFFF!" Getting knocked down was not one of the better things that had happened to Karl that day but it did make his day slightly worse than it already was. "Alright this place is starting to piss me off!" Flipping up into a fighter stance Karl draws both blades charging one of the flesh horrors slicing into it's rotten flesh with a bright fury, literally his blades began to glow a bright white light, almost to something akin to the that he used when healing others but this light was different this light glowed with a bright fury. "By all that is holy within me, I will now lay you poor souls. TO REST! Heavens Rebuke!" The light from Karl's blade bursts for and engulf the horror in front of him turning it into white ash, Karl drops to one knee looking exhausted from the attack,"Holy hells, what did I just do?"

[Cuccoruler]

Cythlla looked over at Gonad with a look of disgust on her face. "Remind me to make his body into a jester when he dies." Cythlla said remarking about his pissing on the book. Men like him were far worse than her original slavers. Make this one of the rare times she was glad she was enslaved by elves and not barbarians.

When Cythlla heard the news about her being able to study the books she was very pleased. She was almost jumping up and down at the chance to be able to study these notes. She wouldn't make copies per say, but she would take good enough notes that if one were to try and recreate the experiment they would have to not only due a fair amount of research, but also figure out which parts of the notes were false. She wouldn't make it obvious for the others to figure out what she was doing. "Thank you so much!" Cythlla said with a huge smile on her face.

When the dead Hybrids sprang to life Cythlla had a look of worry in her eyes. She had no Henry to protect her now. She had only gotten into battles twice without Henry, and that was before she created him. She had been injured in both of those battles. If it weren't for the healers she would have been dead. Cythlla held her shovel infront of her swiping at the hybrid that tried to attack her. Before she could cast a spell she was knocked to the ground by the hybrid as it tried to maul her face off. @Otomosthecrazy(Jump in here)

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Henry looked at the others glad that they had noticed him and he wasn't fading. "I couldn't help it alright!?" Henry yelled at the others. For once though, Henry could fight creatures without worrying about protecting Cythlla, he could go truly wild. Henry gave out a roar once more, this time his eyes changing to almost glow white. Henry had let the bear take control, Henry held minimal control of his body now, only enough to stop it from attacking his comrades.

The bear rushed at a creature ramming into it and knocking to the ground. He snapped at the creature's legs breaking one of them off and leaving it to crawl. He didn't even bother finishing it off as he figured he would let the others finish it off. He ran at another creature again snapping at the legs, but this one moved out of the way. It slashed at Henry with it's claws just barely scratching the bear. Henry let out another roar as he mauled at the creature this time taking off an arm, but not a leg.

[Zelosse]

Bartuc swung his hammer into the thriving mass of a former corpse while his axe tore into its chest mid-transformation and repeated the swing two or three more times to be sure of the things demise before hitting another such creature with a backhand swing of his mace stumbled another creature momentarily while he leaped backwards while more and more of the horrors rose from their short sleep. Karl was jumped, Ruinil was fighting, and Henry was likely cursing his ill fortune. Nobody could blame him for the incident. There was no way for them to ever know such a fate would occur by tampering with the circle.
Bartuc ducked below a toothy lunge of a creature and retaliated with his axe cleaving through both its stubby legs. A similar strike broke the leg of another such abomination as it nearly clamped down on his shoulder, the axe came around in full to smash its teeth out as the man roared his anger into its 'face', a fireball exploding in its body that even sent the big man flying backwards, coming up on his stomach groaning. "I hate today." He mumbled, finding his legs underneath him in time to deliver an overhead chop that severed a kest monstrosity clean in half down the middle.

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Marcus' guess had proved correct as the corpses stomach spewed out its vile contents in a shower of gore as the worker kest tried to claw its way at him but was met with a blinding ray of light that burned it to ashes along with a large chunk of the incubator corpse. More and more were about the spew and he worked fast, deftly placing his thumb and forefinger on a different rune along the handle to produce a different shot. Instead of a beam of light it was like a deafening boom of scattered pellets that tore the corpses and their half-human half-kest children to dust in an instant. Two more similar shots were fired into the deepest pile of corpses to similar effect.

Marco called for them to hustle as he fought with a great deal of accuracy on his own part. Those gauntlets proved to be stronger than they looked, and far more accurate too. Marcus made a note to study them later if the opportunity arose. How shocked he was when he noticed they had retracted into bladed gloves. Fascinating!
Another blast from his weapon tore three more kest from life in a shower of incinerated flesh scraps. "lead on! I will cover the rear!" His rapier hummed as it cut through the air, cutting limbs and eyes from the monsters.

[Doc Doctor]

Gonad stripped buck naked and began Mario-bouncing onto the head of each monster, killing half of them in eight seconds. He then grabbed the remaining ones, grouped them into pairs, and shoved each one's head up its neighbor's ass. Epic battle scene, very Legolas. He could just kill monsters and stuff all day long. He then set fire to the library with a tinderbox, lighting a cigar off the burning remains of the Necronomicon and taking turns puffing and gulping from a flask of whisky.

[ShaggyDoo0]

Glodin watched as the two humans decimated the nearby kest workers and the hybrids. "I trust you two lads with covering my back with shots like those. Just promise me that I won't be leaving this nest with a few bolts or holes in my back!" He took point as soon as a path was clear for him and marched forward down the only visible exit besides the whole they slid down.

Glodin stomped a worker kest as he marched with a face of pure disgust. He made sure to skewer its head on his pick to make sure it was indeed dead. "Gah, I hate bugs. They are disgusting and filthy wretches. Aye lads! I see a door up ahead-" before the dwarf could finish his statement, the crashing sound of metal hitting ground came from behind them. The beasts in the cages managed to break loose. Glodin turned to the sound only to be faced with a terrifying sight of kest hybrids sprinting to him and his comrades. Glodin repositioned himself to be between his group and the abominations before them. "My turn to fight boys!" he shouted as he cocked back his arm and hurled his hammer at the approaching creatures. The hammer crashed through the chests of three of the decaying and brittle beasts before returning covered in a foul gore. Glodin prepared himself for the worst at the hands of these abominations, but one thing is for certain, he would die defending his comrades if he needed too.

[boomlover]

Before Argus could draw his hammer his companions had already dealt with the beast. Or whatever the hell it was He then looked around the room looking at the horrors it showed. This made no sense the kest never let anyone into there hives without attacking. He knew this personaly ofcourse. He then walked up to the captain." I have been through kest caves all my life but never have i seen anything like this. The kest never work with any other race. Also since we had such a big drop the queen or king must be somewhere nearby. Altough i must ask you this. Have you ever fought a queen captain? Because those buggers are not to be underestimated." He then looked at her and awaited for a response.

(sorry for the short post.)

[Ace of flames01]

With Landeel cancelling out the circle; no more hybrids could spawn and the ones that remained would be the last of their kind. However, the fight was far from being over. In order to end the carnage, the group would have to complete 2 initiatives. First, destroy and exorcise the remaining hybrids. Second, counter and neutralize the circle, closing it for good.

"Keep pushing the demons back!" Ruinil ordered. Though she was clearly in no position to order the others around due to her rank; someone had to take charge. "Landeel! Keep canceling out the circle for as long as you can! We cannot let these monstrosities continue to spawn! Henry! Assist Landeel and find away to counter the circle! You have the most knowledge and experience with this type of magic, so you are our only hope in shutting the circle down! Bartuc! Karl! Help me keep the enemy at bay and defend Landeel and Henry! Do not let a single hybrid through! DO YOU ALL UNDERSTAND?!" She eyed down the group, with the most deadly and serious look in her eyes, to make sure they understood, as she quickly countered an oncoming hybrid then pushed it back and set it ablaze before it could recover.

With that said Ruinil continued her assault on the hybrids, hoping that the group would respect her commands and follow through with them.

[Zetsuko]

Landeel nodded and turned back to the circle, Having a bit of an idea, He walked into the middle of the circle and knelt down, placing his fist against the center of the circle. Purging magic around him was good enough to suppress magic and stop spells but it never destroyed written things such as runes or circles, direct contact however was another matter. He brought his fist up, charging it, and slamming it back down, there was a slight pulse as the circle weaken. He looked back at Henry "Help them with the Hybrids, I can handle this" He turned his attention back to the circle, bringing his fist down on it again and trusting the others to deal with the Hybrids. He'd broken circles this way before hopefully this would go the same, and it did. The circle broke after his sixth hit, creating a small explosion, nothing major, just enough to send him a few feet in the air followed by landing on the floor again with the wind knocked out of him. After a moment he groaned and rolled over, sticking up a thumb and weakly saying "I'm fine" before letting the arm fall back down.

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Marco reappeared when Marcus and Glodin turned to fight the Kest. One tried to get at him but he managed to kick it back, striking at it with a blade and causing it to stumble to the ground. He then switched his gauntlet over to a crossbow and pulled out a bolt from a pouch on his belt, twirling it in his hand before feeding it into the bow, when he fired it at the kest it burst into flame and left only a burned corpse in its wake.
Shortly after he whirled around to see the door Glodin mentioned. He rushed to it and sure enough it was locked, and it looked fairly heavy, both a blessing and a curse "keep them back!" He knelt down to pick the lock as the sounds of combat continued behind him, it took him a few moment but he got it undone and opened the door. He held it open for Marcus and Glodin to come through and used one of his crossbows to cover them. "C'mon, before we're overrun!" Once they were inside he would bar the door...provided, of course, they did come through...

[Zelosse]

Marcus stood his ground while the younger soldier chose to open an escape route, but leaving against these foes with such an atrocity committed was too much. "STAND AND FIGHT! I just need a moment!" He shouted back, Less a request and more a command. All three could plain as day see that he would not leave till the dead had been avenged and the living were killed. Each drone was not fully grown, and barely a threat any other time unless in truly greater numbers. More than half the filthy things had been exterminated. Savage was the only way to describe the fury of the knight lieutenant as he cut, kicked, shot, and on one occasion even bit, the filthy creatures. It wasn't long until the Kest were blackened or bloody piles of meat.
Marcus sheathed his sword and pried a broken piece of wood from the degree, firing his pistol on the tip as it caught and tossed it into the pile of corpses. The gigantic hole that had brought them down now served as a vent for the smoke. Maybe others would see it and investigate.

Without any futher prompting he rushed for the exit with the others, shooting anything that got too close for comfort. He hopes his selfish actions would not cost them their lives.

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Bartuc felt his limbs break out in Goosebumps as his beloved took charge. He took a glance back and swore on his life that the exquisite woman behind him was an angel, her words reaching his soul. He could only obey and redoubled his fury with a grin and that special spark of madness so familiar to him.
The problem he faced was whether or not he was going to run out of things to hit!

[ShaggyDoo0]

As soon as the way was open, Glodin made his way to the door. Marcus' words stopped him in his tracks and he turned and smiled. "Aye, this one has some fire in 'em!" Glodin charged back in to assist his comrade in battle. He made sure to keep the blighters off the leitenant while the human took care of most of them at a distance.

Once the deed was done he watched the beasts burn a bit before following Marco, the newest templar in their group. When he stepped out he looked around only to find them in a nicely built hallway with a cave like ceiling. "This ain't no kest workings..."

[OtomostheCrazy]

Kaathe didn't quite remember how he had come to be in this position. All he remembered was seeing one of the hybrids knock Cythlla down, and then, next thing he knew, he was standing over what could only be the frozen and shattered remains of the abomination. If the dark elf had remembered, he would have remembered how he dashed to the creature and used his dagger to hook it from the neck, then pulled the thing away from Cythlla. he would have remembered how it charged at him, and how he stabbed it with his dagger again, this time with a hastened freezing enchantment on it. He would have remembered watching it freeze in place as its flesh and chitin froze in place, before shattering its body to pieces with the flat of the greatsword he meant to only hold onto and deliver.

In any case, Kaathe could only feel his arm aching. This mission was taking a lot out of him, and his body needed to rest. Still, resting inside a Kest hive was a bad idea on several levels. The dark elf turned to Cythlla see if she was okay. At first glance, he couldn't see any injuries that would prove to become a problem in the future. The creature that attacked, however, was a hybrid of sorts, and brought about an unknown factor. With that in mind, he went up to the girl and knelt down. At first, it was only meant to check to see if anything was out of the ordinary, but then it became strange. He held out his hand to help her up.

[Cuccoruler]

Cythlla looked up at Kaathe with a look of relief in her eyes. "T-Thank you." Cythlla said nervously. She took his hand and got up with his help. "I'm sorry I burdened you like that, I'll try to keep that from happening in the future." Cythlla said holding her shovel nervously. She the turned to the others with the books she had gathered now in her bag. Her face was a bit red after being helped by Kaathe, why didn't she hate him? Every time she saw an elf of any kind she would feel the urge to hit them with her shovel. If Henry were here now he would be growling at Kaathe.

Speaking of Henry he was currently fighting back a few of the undead that had risen. "Despite being a familiar to a necromancer, I have no clue on how necromancy works." Henry said, he didn't like it when others assumed what was going on. But from the looks of things it seemed that someone else had already figured out how to solve the problem. "Glad you figured out how to solve this, we should get going." Henry said starting to head towards the exit. "We should try to find the others, I can't leave Cythlla alone for two long, if she dies so do I." Henry said back to the others as he ran for an exit of the room.

[Zetsuko]

Marco started to get a little anxious when Marcus yelled out and kept fighting, but he kept the door open just the same. He shot any kest that tried to make for the door and was almost going to consider leaving the Lieutenant to his fighting when he finally stopped and came over. Once both Marcus and Glodin were through he shut it and redid the lock since there wasn't anything nearby to bar it with. He turned to look at the hallway "At least it's fairly nice in here..." he glanced around for other passageways or doors "sight better than what i was expecting."

[TheDarkTemplar]

The room was cleared of the once dead hybrids and so Evelyn sheathed her sword once more. Before she did though, she looked quickly around the room to check for any more surprises, "Good...now we can continue". Evelyn eyed the notebooks and gestured for Cythlla to collect them quickly as they were moving on. "We need to fine the others. Unfortunately this hive is massive so we'll be here for some time unless we have a map", she said as she looked at the desk and it's neighboring bookshelf. Scanning across the shelves she noticed a paper sticking out ever so slightly from amongst the tomes. Her face lit up when upon inspection she discovered it was a map to all major parts of the hive. Apparently through this room was a hallway which lead to a central hub chamber. From there they could simply check the neighboring tunnels for their comrades before looking for the chamber holding the king and queen kest. "Alright, we have direction let's move out. Remember, keep close to each other and watch the walls carefully", Evelyn said to those with she before heading towards the door.

Upon opening it she found it was less of a kest tunnel and more of a manmade hallway. Speaking softly she said, "The cultists wouldn't waste time carving the architectural style of this hallway. This tunnel was like this before they arrived, possibly before the kest even arrived. This must be an old dwarven settlement. Possibly an outpost, since it's some ways away from Uldgorin". This place was possibly larger than they'd anticipated since dwarves had a tendency to continuously build their structures further and further down and out. It might even be possible that this place was connected to the other ruins by way of the Old Dwarven Roads.

As the group walked through the hall it became more and more clear that this was not simply a large Kest hive. Things were done here which if brought to light could trigger an influx in necromancy related attacks. Scores of footprints led to the room they'd just been in, some colored with blood. Prisoners being led to agonizing death. It was not long after they'd entered the main chamber that the sound of a door slamming alerted the group to another presence. Evelyn hoped it was their friends but was cautious still. There was a chance that the noise was caused by cultists and if so she didn't want to be stuck in another tunnel battle like before.

[Zelosse]

Karl Shadowthorn - with permission from Snarfulblast (also known as big sex A)

Karls eye burned a bright red in his socket and drew a low hiss from the otherwise indominable Elven fighter. Pain was nothing compared to the failure after failure he had suffered from dreamscape which even now lingered fresh in his mind.
The group had made short work of the abominations and discovered that this hive had either taken over a watchpost from the old dwarven kingdom, or simply found an abandoned home and settled in. Either way it wasn't a very good sign. Normally a hive was stunted in growth with the necessity of digging more tunnels. From the size of just this hallway, cut and smoothed out by strong hands, the Kest need not bother with digging at all.
It was too much for him as his stomach rumbled its desires, his bowels heavy from the bread and cheese eaten before departing Thanremere. Clenching his stomach he quietly blazed a trail ahead of the group to find a place to defecate.
His sanctuary arrived none to soon as stumbled upon some crude markings depicting a figure upon a latrine carved into the wall. Well.. Atleast they were civil about their own needs.. Karl mumbled under his breathe as he followed the crude markings to a small doorway with a working door.
His pants around his ankles, Karl vacated the privy in as quick a run as possible. After he finished his business he had discovered where the Kest had begun to store new eggs and inadvertently, for lack of a better word, shit all over one of them. (thankfully they had attacked AFTER he had wiped)

Sword in hand he slammed the pommel upon one drones skull with a sickening crack of hits shell before skewering another one behind it on his blade as it tried to rush over the corpse of its recently departed accomplice. A warrior kest smashed through the sidelong wall as Karl desperately fumbled to retrieve his sword and pull up his drawers but was billed forward by the monstrous bug. He struggled with it as the creature tried to bite his exposed face even as Karl growled his defiance, spitting into the snapping maw of his would be killer. At last his hand closed around the hilt of his sword and he roared an oath and smashed his pommel into one of its eyes causing it to reel back in pain. Reversing his grip on the blade, he plunged it down the exposed mouth and stared into its eye as the life finally faded for good.
That was how they found Karl, moments later, standing over three corpses in nothing but a loincloth and his shirt. His voice was a squeak of embarrassment as he realized what he must look like. "Its not what it looks like.."

[TheDarkTemplar]

It hadn't been long before the Templars were reunited once more. Together they stood in silence, it's eerie echo as wind howled lowly throughout the tunnels. The silence was interrupted only by the footsteps of the warriors as they eyed the various tunnel openings around them. At the same time, Evelyn looked over the map she'd found in the prior chamber. It took some time to decipher the tangled passageways and where each led but eventually a course was mapped to the location of the Kest King and Queen. "This hell is nearing it's end", Evelyn thought to herself as she pointed towards the first tunnel they'd enter. They'd barely covered considerable ground when they'd encountered something interesting. There were signs that this tunnel had been used recently and in large numbers. "This must be why we haven't met any resistance since the entrance, they've gone to protect the Queen", Evelyn scowled as she contemplated the coming battle, this would be a battle far more dangerous than before. The mass of the hive would be at the end of this road, not to mention the king, and they most definitely won't go down without a fight.

Finally, the group had reached the tunnel's end at a large door which seemed to be from the original dwarven structure. It was tall and old, ancient symbols and dwarven writing carved into its form. Evelyn did not know the dwarven tongue but she recognised the markings from similar dwarven ruins. This was the foundry, where the weapons would be forged from smelted dwarven steel. "The perfect place to hold the Queen: large and warm, perfect to use as an incubation chamber...it will be their undoing", Evelyn stood before the group, blocking the others from charging blindly into the lion's den. "This is it, the King and Queen will be here..along with most of their warriors. If my assumptions are correct, the cultists who've performed these disgusting experiments will also be inside, controlling the hive warriors and their hybrid experiments. I won't lie, this will be a hard fight, they've been cornered and will hold nothing back...but what they don't know is how poorly they chose their final stand. The foundry within is likely to be active to warm the eggs, if most of us can hold back the horde long enough for others to tip the large smelting vats, we could drown the hive in molten steel. Argus, Glodin, Kaathe, and Ruinil will be responsible for tipping the vats. The rest of us has to hold the hive back at the entrance, we cannot allow them to escape, especially the cultists if any are within. Vat Group will be provided cover from Guard Group when possible but it's crucial we keep an eye on each other's positions. Guard Group cannot break the formation and Vat Group cannot dump the vats until the I give the signal with my lightening. If all goes well we will leave this place...mostly unscathed".

With her shield pressed against the doors, the knight-captain pushed hard to the sound of the ancient doors creaking open. Instead of seeing a mass of Kest, the group was greet by darkness and silence. The glow of the vats from the upper floor barely illuminated enough to see within. Evelyn fired a bolt of lightning into the room and in that short moment that spark of light illuminated the sheer numbers of Kest gathered around the massive king and Queen. Suddenly the room was bathed in light as the torches were ignited from an unknown source, a pyromancer among the enemy most likely. The room was massive, shaped like an arena with the Queen in a pit at the opposite end of the foundry. The upper level, holding the vats of molten steel surrounding the stadium, was connected to the main floor by way of ancient stairways. No railing to protect from falls and the steps themselves giving away to erosion. What's more interesting is that the hive didn't immediately attack once their presence was discovered. Instead they made way for what could only be their ambassador.

A hideous combination of man and beast, a cultist had bonded with the Kest Queen, an umbilical cord like tendril was attached to his neck which carried him over the ground like a puppet on a string. For a moment it looked as if the body would just be suspended over the groun as a sort of insult but it spoke. A coarse, sick voice which resembled one under possession began to groan before uttering intelligible words, "Faaaar you've come...no furrrtherrr you sshhhhall go...fffor the hiiiive...you sshhhhhall serve". It was then that Evelyn began to notice more cultists appear from amongst the horde of Kest. They all had white eyes and strands of Kest flesh melded to their bodies. What's worse was that some of the prisoners were there as well but away from the frontlines. The prisoners were attached to mounds on flesh on the wall, their bellies filled with the eggs of the next generation of Kest warriors or perhaps the hybrids. "So it means to make us into breeders for its children", Evelyn had to hold herself back from heaving at the thought of that.

The time for conversation was long over, Evelyn looked back at the others and nodded. The signal had been given, the battle had begun.

[Cuccoruler]

Cythlla was the first say something as the sight infront of them played out. "This is disgusting. It's an insult to necromancy that you would do such a thing." Cythlla said her hands clenched into fists. "I can now promise you that with all my heart, I will dedicate my future research to finding ways to counter them, not just for my own curiosity." Cythlla said, to the others. Originally Cythlla had thought of altering the spells she found, but now that she had seen the results for herself, there was no way she could let such spells exist.

Cythlla took a step back taking out her shovel and drawing circle in the dirt around her. After that she started to mumble a spell of some kind. Once she finished she pointed her shovel to the air. "Show us the Pride of warriors past!" Cythlla yelled out as a magic circle appeared around her, just then dead souls trapped within the cave system seemed to shoot towards the tip of her shovel. This was one of Cythlla's support spells, meant to help others. The souls split up going to each of the warriors weapons, making them more effective than they were before. Now the weapons would be able to cut through the kest's hard shells with ease. These weapons included Henries claws of course.

Henry had lost his kest armor at this point due to being away from Cythlla for so long. But he was able to regain some attack power thanks to Cythlla's spell as his claws seemed to now glow blue with power. He stood in front of Cythlla on all fours attacking and slicing any that neared Cythlla.

[ShaggyDoo0]

Glodin smiled upon being reunited with his comrades only to have it fade at the words his superior spoke. "Aye Capt'n, I'll make my way to the vats as fast as my legs can carry. I know my way around a forge." At least he thought he would follow orders, until he saw where the bug queen had made her "throne". "Argus! Cousin! I need you to take out the supports to a vat for me when the Capt'n makes her signal. I'm going make sure that pit gets flooded"

A mischievous grin lit his bearded face as he charged off to the right, following the wall of the massive foundry until he reached a doorway and vanished inside. No sooner than he entered did a dead kest come flying out with a pick in its head. After a few moments of searching for the right levers in the foreman's office a loud grinding could be heard as stone weights shifted and pulled on old mechanisms openeing up channels in the floor ment to help clear a spill. Each groove was only a foot deep and a foot in width but it was enough to knock over a few kest as they lost their footing.

[boomlover]

@ShaggyDoo0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tk1dXEWM6Fw Listen if you know what good for you.

Argus was surprised a Dwarven outpost was constructed so far from the mountains. But he had time to explore the ruins later. Right now they had a bunch of angry bugs and cultist to smash. He Overlooked the foundry and was even more surprised by how ancient this all was. This outpost could have been build in the first era! Or even in the time before that. He wasn't exactly sure but if he could explore the outpost he might be able to ascertain the period in which this outpost was constructed. But before he could do all this fun he had to get rid of the pests that had taken it over."Argus! Cousin! I need you to take out the supports to a vat for me when the Capt'n makes her signal. I'm going make sure that pit gets flooded" Argus nodded silently And then started running to one of the stairs leading upward to wards one of the vats. While running he decided to use a new tactic he had been working on for some time now. This tactic wasn't much but it was so enjoyable to use. He started humming a tune he had picked up from some templars in Thanmerre keep. As the first Kest warriors started to approach the humming became even louder. And with every high note he hit a Kest warrior his hammer burning parts of there skin. They screeched in agony which displeased Argus greatly Because it meant that he had to start all over again. And so He Slowly made his way over to The stairs. The way of how he fought was different as it looked like he was dancing with his hammer. He just kept humming all the way whacking a cultist in his chest sending the bugger flying. But instead of seeing the face of rage and hate. You could see a face of actually enjoyment. And then he did the unthinkable and started to sing. He didn't use actual words he just la la lad his way on. Although there was a very small problem that Argus did not notice but everyone in the cave sure as hell did. His singing voice was horrible beyond words. He sounded like a screaming cat who had just fallen into the water.

He then made it to the stairs and started going up. However a very brave (or stupid) Cultist came running down his sword held high. He then jumped and pointed his blade in Argus's direction. Argus responded in kind and swung the hammer. Hey hit him so hard that he flew of like he was a golf ball. And crashed into a couple of Kest warriors. Argus then started running up the stairs constantly stopped by kest warriors, cultists and the weird undead one's who wanted nothing but to eat his sweet juicy flesh. Argus made very sure that did not happen. And then hell struck as one of the warriors latched out with it's claws and hit Argus in his left arm. Argus screamed out in pain And quickly disposed of the monster. Argus cursed as the horrible pain ruined his concentration. So the sining finally stopped and was replaced by a angry roar so hard it echoed through the cave. His hammer was like a beacon in the dimly lit room as he raged his way through to the last Kest and finally reached the top. He could see the vats a way of. After more slamming and crushing he made his way to the for him closest vat. His rage still strong he started beating the thing. Not realizing That the signal had not been giving.

[Ace of flames01]

Mood: http://youtu.be/wEkTMOFp1vM

Ruinil's response to Evelyn's command was that of a curt nod then readying herself as Evelyn opened the door. Inside was an even greater horror to that in which she had witnessed prior. "Oh my gods...." She whispered, her pupils turning into tiny slits and her eyes brightly glowed a crimson hue, both her voice and expression held great terror. Her body trembled furiously as her hand clenched onto her sword.

Focus. The captain... Bartuc... Everyone is counting on my group if we want to make it out alive.....

Ruinil exhaled deeply, calming herself. Her expression turned solemn as she ran around the fighting, and up the stairs. Thankfully, the route she had chosen was not heavily guarded, however, Ruinil remained vigilant of every nook and cranny that could be a potential hiding spot for the enemy. Unfortunately, few of the upcoming kests had become impatient and went on the offensive. Unlike the scouts, the warriors were massive.

However, Ruinil did not falter. Her movements were quick and appeared elegant, yet powerful. She also consistently changed direction by moving in a circular motion; almost as if she were dancing, making it nearly impossible for the enemy to pin her down, let alone land an attack on her. The kest warriors were quickly dealt with and Ruinil made her way to the nearest vat and awaited the captains signal.

This, however, quickly changed as she saw Argus deliberately tip one of the vats, sending molten steel into the clearing below. "Argus you fool! The signal!" She screamed. This mistake nearly cost her life as she had almost been skewered by a warrior that had used the distraction as a chance for a sneak attack. Thankfully, Ruinil managed to block the attack with the flat side of her blade. However, Ruinil was knocked down onto her back with a grunt from the great force of the kest. The warrior went in for another attack, but only to have the flat side of Ruinil's blade to get caught in it's maw, as Ruinil tried to fend it off. It loomed over her, it's acidic saliva dripped onto her face. It burned like hell causing a few minor burns to form. "Damnit! Get off of me!" She roared as she tried to push it away but to no avail, they were in a deadlock.

Ruinil let out a low growl as she pushed the beast back with all of her might. She was not about to let herself die here.