Dawnon Aeris

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Miss me? Ofcourse not!

Anyway i have to apologise for my absence, it has been a very stressful period and writing was the last on my to do list..still kindof stressed but i do have an obligation to this rp now and ill try to do my part as best i can

EDIT: not a very good comeback i know..serious writers block plaguing me like a..a...plague!

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The rest is over, now he prepared for his first conquest as a saint. He rose from the quicksilver bath rejuvenated and molded himself a full plate armor from the same. He went outside and rallied his soldiers, human and ascendant. He ordered trebuches built on the edges of the forest, his army went and gathered there in camp while his engineers worked to build the war machines. Now it was just a matter of time and patience before the first onslaught, he kept the Maiden hidden from view, she would turn the tide when the time is right.

The camp was up by nightfall and Macaroth looked to the walls that stood in his way, he grew to despise every rock stacked up to make this great obstacle, but soon it would not matter. Under the cover of darkness small bands of people deserted the city and made their way to Macaroths side, even though it was dark out he could be seen luminous, like a distant star in the fields, his magic was boiling within him as his will to wrath rose against the foolish mages.

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Now that the first move was made, Macaroth ordered the small army to build barricades around the roads leading into the forest to force any marching army to funnel along that road or slow down to handle the barricades. In one case or the other there was a plan, should they go down the road they would be flanked from both sides by charging Man-at-Arms and strafed from above by crossbow armed Angels, in the other case they would be mercilessly shot upon by the Man-at-Arms while being flanked and decimated by Angels flying in brandishing their blades. The Iron Maiden would be woken in both cases and her appearance would signal the doom of any opposition.

For now however he had to rest, the new strains drained him like none before and with his drain of the people temporarily paused his rest would take twice as long. So he stayed in his heart, resting in the pool of quicksilver letting it nurse and nurture him.

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In his study Macaroth prepared for the upcoming collision, he had set the forges to work as much as possible and has staved off his leechings for the time being, steadily the number of his Man-at-Arms would rise to about six hundred when all his work was done. He had set his Sons to patrol the woods for spies and scouts, they flew low and steady just over the canopy trying to spot anything at all.

It did not take long for them to discover and kill six interlopers in the forest, they lifted them into the air as they found them and cut them into pieces as a visual warning to any would be onlookers to turn back while they can, still they scoured the skies tirelessly but missed two of the veteran scouts. They saw that Macaroths forces were for the most part well trained, turned from hardy mountain folk into hardy soldiers, resourceful bandits making better soldiers than they did brigands.

Macaroth could be seen periodically coming out to inspect his troops, three times he took ten of the best troops into the chapel and more flying warriors came out after several hours, after which he would not be seen for a while.

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well im kindof in a rut here..i have to write my own conflict with the town and yet not be completely bias to my own victory...i mean theres 3 gms as in game masters and none of them are doing the job of a game master save to warn people that they're doing something wrong and yet on the other hand we have to flesh out the world ourselves, every town and stuff..i mean it goes without saying for towns that we would like to invent and such but for the ones existing already...and yes i know how hard it is believe me but youre putting the players in a position that players shouldn't be in, if you wanna do that then you might as well let the player do whatever they want to do..i personally really am not interested in too much detail in a town im about to destroy and reshape anyway, id be satisfied with a bare bone description..

if you want i will design the cities for you, not finding much to do with my keeper anyway

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ofcourse it is cause i didnt do anything

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Macaroth rode back to Akrassa, followed by several dozen of the farmers that saw him now with their own eyes, they gathered their belongings and their families and just left the field with no regard, placing their futures entirely in the hands of their saint. It was a heavy burden, taking care of these people and their faith in particular, he has to pretend to be a saint, well it was not all bad. The adoration one gets when being good is different than when he is worshiped as an overlord, the loyalty and admiration is real and sincere.

He shook his head of such thoughts and focused on his next move, the mages will no doubt want to nip this in the bud as fast as possible so he had to make a plan for when their attack would come, inevitably ruthless and hard. He rode into the keep that now stood where once there was naught but a chapel and garden. The gate opened smoothly and he followed a road up to his chapel that was his heart and dismounted, entered and started to plot his defense and then his counter attack.

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Ok..

Edit: There we go, no attack, nothing ever happened except political jabbing and a pissing contest, think thats more acceptable

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yeah i did think about that but i didnt want to put people through reading about that because its boring, nobody CAN resist me so i just cut to the chase, its a bit over simplified but the end result is still the same anyway, ill change it a bit however since i didnt think of it as a town of hundreds of thousands of people, its very unlikely such a population would be gathered there..but if you say so then i guess it is so because youre the gm..anyway long story short, im on it

Edit: I edited it enough i think now..also i appreciate that you didn't challenge the way i actually attacked and took over the city, i was fearing that might happen

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Macaroth came out of the chapel followed by his latest reborn and his Monks. He had the newborn outfitted and join the patrol effort. He took the monks and decided to go visit the nearby city and see what influence he can gather from the people. A white steed was brought to him and black horses for his monks. The group saddled up and rode out accompanied by a dozen mounted Man-at-Arms wielding sword and shield. It would take them the entirety of the day to ride there but that didn't matter.

Once he arrived at the outlying farms people started noticing him right away, by now rumors of his return had spread through the surrounding lands like wildfire thanks to the works of his monks. The people gathered around him slowly the number swelling to a few hundred who just couldn't believe their eyes. He smiled and politely greeted the gathered townspeople and farmers "Greetings good people, It has been a long time since I have walked these lands. I am happy to find its people thriving yet i sense a darkness upon your weary souls and bodies. I have returned to renew your life" The people just whispered and followed him and his party as he slowly walked toward the main gates of the city, steadily swelling the gathering making the murmurs swell just as much.

At the gates he was confronted by a troop of guards headed by what looked like two high ranking mages from the fire and water factions. Not only were they displeased by what they saw they were obviously threatened, they ordered the guards to surround them only to be met by halberds pointed outwards and men with steely resolve ready to throw down their lives, even the monks pulled short swords from the folds of their robes, the monks and the mages had been feuding for generations but it never did escalate because the monks were peacekeepers first and foremost. The water mage calmed the situation down a bit and looked up at Macaroth "i do not know what sorcery is this but you are not welcome back, a ghost from a distant and forgotten past"
Macaroth smiled and looked down at them with contempt, even if he wasn't who he claimed to be the blatant disrespect for history in general offended him "I have come back to restore this land to its former glory, the once mighty Akrassan people will be reunited under a single banner, they will be respected once more as a force in the world. You and your feeble brethren have turned this land into a place of never ending strife and conflict, where blood flows more than the great rivers that water the land you burn so freely. Your reign of terror and corruption has come to a close, repent your sinning and throw down your power or i swear by all that once was holy and shall be again i will rip your power from your cold dead hands." The fire mage went into a fit and just as he was about to summon his magic Macaroth spread his brilliant wings and left him awestruck long enough to forget what he was doing. He then turned and began the ride back to Akrassa. His challenge was given, the board and the pieces were now set.