Dawnscroll said
Let's see...The Gatekeeper.The Chambermaid.The Huntress.The Farmer.The Sailor.The Warrior....does anyone else want to see Tarot Card like things for these guys?
That would be AWESOME.
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That would be AWESOME.
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All of my yes.
Ha nice post welcome back.
And I have started page five with my latest post. Whoo my lucky number!
Grimwing peered outside as the ships stopped rocking. He carefully walked to the rail.
“Everything ok out there Grim?” Deckhoof called out.
“Aye,” Grimwing said as he looked at the water. It was back to its dark blue color. The pegasus stared at the water for a moment, lost in thought. What in th’ name oh th’ Sisters was that?' He had never experienced something like that before, as quickly as the roiling of the waters started it stopped. Now the sea was calm as if nothing had happened.
“Deckhoof I’m gonna see if th’ other ships are alright see if there are any damages.” With that Grimwing took off toward The Leviathan. He landed on the massive deck with a soft thud.
“That just happened right?” Quick Claw said as she stalked up to the pegasus.
“Aye,” Grimwing nodded.
“Damn and here I thought I was goin’ crazy,” she said. The gryphoness looked particularly shaken up by the event considering her tail was puffed out still. Grimwing couldn’t help but chuckle at the state of her fur and feathers.
“Ye look a bit nuts I’ll admit,” Grim said as he pointed to her tail.
“Oh hush up,” Quick grumbled as she smoothed out the fur on her tail. Once done she glared at Grimwing,” Anyway the ships fine. After all it’s a floating fortress.”
“Good. No one injured.”
“Nah,” she waved a talon through the air,” Just shaken up is all. Not every day the sea goes nutso.”
“Aye,” he turned and fluffed out his wings,” Lets continue on then.”
“Aye Aye sir,” Quick gave a mock salute, a goofy grin on her beak.
Grypons.’ Grmwing rolled his eyes and took off.
“So explain to me again Commander how a small raiding force took off with most of our slaves.”
Astral Spectrum, a dark cyan unicorn stallion with a greying blue and red mane, glared at the unicorn before him with an anger glint in his eyes. He annoyed, very annoyed. The yellow unicorn before him wore ceremonial armor stating his station as Commander. He was flanked by his two captains.
The commander gulped,” We were dealing with one of the False Gods High Priest. We did not know it would be a decoy.”
Astral nodded and remained silent, prompting the Commander to continue,” We were able to bring him down in the end of course but we were stopped from making the kill.”
“So to sum it up,” Astral said, his voice calm and even,” You lost well over a hundred good unicorns to this God,-“
“Umm False God High Priest,” one of the captains pointed out.
Astral turned to look at the fool slowly, his expression unreadable. The other captain and Commander froze on the spot. You did not interrupt the High Priest. Ever! They both relaxed as Astral smiled gently and stood up. He walked toward the captain, his purple silk robes swaying as he did so, and stopped right in front of the captain.
“Tefk qolh.”
An unequine scream ripped from the poor fool’s throat as his mind was assaulted with horrible and grotesque images. He wreathed on the ground in agony for a few moments before he fell still. His eyes were blank and devoid of emotion or thought. The other two unicorns paled at what they had just witnessed. Astral turned to them with that same smile still on his face.
“I can assure you Commander what you faced was no False God but a real one,” Astral trotted back to his cushion and settled back into it,” He is as much a god as our Beloved Princesses are. Him and all the other alicorns we have sighted. After all it was only a matter of time.”
“May I ask why my lord?” the commander asked his voice quivering slightly.
“Why yes you may Commander,” Astral waved a hoof through the air,” To simply put it they are here to judge us and bring order back to the world. To do the job our Beloved Princesses have forsaken.” He put a hoof to his chin in thought,” Now then where was I…Ah yes. When you were close to bringing the God down you were stopped but a pegasus and the rouge priestess. Am I correct?”
“Umm yes sir,” the commander gulped,” B-but we were able to lop half his horn off.” He extended a hoof to his remaining captain who placed a cloth on his hoof. The commander used his magic to give it to the High Priest.
Astral opened the cloth and gazed down at the white horn before him. It was easily as big as a unicorn horn but it didn’t have the width of a normal horn at its base. The older unicorn gazed up at the Commander, a grin playing on his lips.
“Very good Commander. It is good to know that tonight wasn’t a total loss. We may have lost slaves but they are replicable. Shade!”
A nightmare appeared beside Astral,” Yes my lord.”
“Send word to the Archmagister,” he looked down at his prize,” Tell her we have encounter one of the Gods.” He handed her the horn,” And send this to her as well. She will want her best unicorns on it.”
“Yes my lord,” she took the horn and vanished with a dark blue flash.
Astral looked to his commander,” Prepare a group of your finest soldiers. I and my counsel of Magi will be hunting this God down.”
“Sir are you sure-“
A strong black magic hold appeared around the Commander’s neck as he was lifted bodily into the air. His hooves flailed in the air, trying to find purchase as he choked. The captain backed away, shivering from the sinister feel of the older unicorn’s magic.
“Commander I am tired of this complete lack of discipline,” Astral dropped the Commander onto the ground, who gratefully took large gulps of air. ”Now then see to it my orders are carried out and leave me. I must prepare for my departure.”
The commander and his captain scrambled to get away from the High Priest. Astral looked up at the mural of Princess Luna in glorious black battlearmor, the moon full and bright at her back. A dark smirk crossed his muzzle,” If these Gods can bleed,” he chuckled darkly,” Then they can die.”
Crashing Wave greedily drunk from his large mug. Mead sloshed around the edge of the pewter mug, staining his fur. He drained it and slammed it down on the table beside him,” Aah nothin’ better than good mead.”
“Now then,” Washcloth said from across the room,” What in th’ hay happened just now?”
Crashing looked at his Captains, worry laced in their gazes. He looked to Bovir. The alicorn was glad to see him alive. Though Swansong seemed even happier, considering she clung to the minotaur as if he would vanish at any moment.
’No use leavin’ em in th’ dark.’ Crashing ran a hoof through his mane with a sigh,” That was me other half tryin’ ta take control. Each of me kin have a darkness in em that wants ta break free. Tis our burdens ta bare. My darkness or Other is the collective rage and hunger of the Leviathans given form.”
“But aren’t they under your control?” Softstep asked, her eyebrow raised.
“They’re not under me control,’ Crashing corrected,” True they come to me call but I’m just charged with keepin’ out of trouble so ta speak. Without me they’d turn on th’ mainland and reek ‘avoc. There are some of em that aren’t restricted ta th’ sea like Th’ Kraken and Firnes. An’ trust me they are more fearsome than even th’ strongest dragons. I’m connected to them and when I was sealed in me own sea by Celestia something formed from the darkness. It formed from the rage of th’ Leviathans an’ Iv’e been dealing with this thing ever since. I’ll admit I was a fool ta push me body ta that point. Mind I wasn’t in any real threat of dyin but that Thing inside me wanted out somethin’ terrible. I had to fight off th’ unicorns and keep ‘im at bay at th’ same time.”
Bovir spoke up,” So you’re in constant danger of that beast?”
“Aye,” Crashing sighed,” Though if I could get a hold of th’ Elements of Harmony I could seal th’ blasted beast away forever but I’ve a feeling th’ Bearers ‘ave corrupted em.” Crashing’s expression turned dark and he bared his teeth,” Ta be ‘onest I think they need ta be taught a lesson.”
“Then why don’t you?” Swansong said,” I mean they have obviously been the root cause of all this. Now granted we as ponies have blame as well but lest face it when the chips were down everypony turned to the Elements.”
Crashing wave mulled around her words for a moment before shaking his head,” If they get in me way then I’ll take em out, otherwise I won’t hunt em down.” Swansong stood up to protest but Crashing continued,” Lass they have th’ Blessing of Harmony. Even if they are corrupted they still ‘old th’ Spark that made em th’ Elements of Harmony in th’ first place. In th’ scheme of things they’re like Demigods.”
“So you won’t oppose Harmony unless you absolutely have to?” Bovir asked.
“Aye.”
“And what of your other kin?’
Crashing chuckled,” Lad we won’t be havin’ ta worry bout that trust me. I’m thick as thieves with most me kin. In two cases literally considerin’ of me Brothers was th’ best navigator I’ve ever sailed with and one of me Sisters watches over nature on th’ mainlands. Though she can be right," Crashing chuckled richly and licked his lips," Wild. I can assure ye mates I won’t be goin’ hoof ta hoof with any of me-“He stopped suddenly remembering a very specific god of Storms was walking the Mortal plain now too. Blast I forgot bout Torrential. He looked at his captains,” Well there might be one who’ll give me trouble but I’m sure he won’t.” Crashing chuckled and added mentally,’At least I bloody well ‘ope so.’
“Everything ok out there Grim?” Deckhoof called out.
“Aye,” Grimwing said as he looked at the water. It was back to its dark blue color. The pegasus stared at the water for a moment, lost in thought. What in th’ name oh th’ Sisters was that?' He had never experienced something like that before, as quickly as the roiling of the waters started it stopped. Now the sea was calm as if nothing had happened.
“Deckhoof I’m gonna see if th’ other ships are alright see if there are any damages.” With that Grimwing took off toward The Leviathan. He landed on the massive deck with a soft thud.
“That just happened right?” Quick Claw said as she stalked up to the pegasus.
“Aye,” Grimwing nodded.
“Damn and here I thought I was goin’ crazy,” she said. The gryphoness looked particularly shaken up by the event considering her tail was puffed out still. Grimwing couldn’t help but chuckle at the state of her fur and feathers.
“Ye look a bit nuts I’ll admit,” Grim said as he pointed to her tail.
“Oh hush up,” Quick grumbled as she smoothed out the fur on her tail. Once done she glared at Grimwing,” Anyway the ships fine. After all it’s a floating fortress.”
“Good. No one injured.”
“Nah,” she waved a talon through the air,” Just shaken up is all. Not every day the sea goes nutso.”
“Aye,” he turned and fluffed out his wings,” Lets continue on then.”
“Aye Aye sir,” Quick gave a mock salute, a goofy grin on her beak.
Grypons.’ Grmwing rolled his eyes and took off.
“So explain to me again Commander how a small raiding force took off with most of our slaves.”
Astral Spectrum, a dark cyan unicorn stallion with a greying blue and red mane, glared at the unicorn before him with an anger glint in his eyes. He annoyed, very annoyed. The yellow unicorn before him wore ceremonial armor stating his station as Commander. He was flanked by his two captains.
The commander gulped,” We were dealing with one of the False Gods High Priest. We did not know it would be a decoy.”
Astral nodded and remained silent, prompting the Commander to continue,” We were able to bring him down in the end of course but we were stopped from making the kill.”
“So to sum it up,” Astral said, his voice calm and even,” You lost well over a hundred good unicorns to this God,-“
“Umm False God High Priest,” one of the captains pointed out.
Astral turned to look at the fool slowly, his expression unreadable. The other captain and Commander froze on the spot. You did not interrupt the High Priest. Ever! They both relaxed as Astral smiled gently and stood up. He walked toward the captain, his purple silk robes swaying as he did so, and stopped right in front of the captain.
“Tefk qolh.”
An unequine scream ripped from the poor fool’s throat as his mind was assaulted with horrible and grotesque images. He wreathed on the ground in agony for a few moments before he fell still. His eyes were blank and devoid of emotion or thought. The other two unicorns paled at what they had just witnessed. Astral turned to them with that same smile still on his face.
“I can assure you Commander what you faced was no False God but a real one,” Astral trotted back to his cushion and settled back into it,” He is as much a god as our Beloved Princesses are. Him and all the other alicorns we have sighted. After all it was only a matter of time.”
“May I ask why my lord?” the commander asked his voice quivering slightly.
“Why yes you may Commander,” Astral waved a hoof through the air,” To simply put it they are here to judge us and bring order back to the world. To do the job our Beloved Princesses have forsaken.” He put a hoof to his chin in thought,” Now then where was I…Ah yes. When you were close to bringing the God down you were stopped but a pegasus and the rouge priestess. Am I correct?”
“Umm yes sir,” the commander gulped,” B-but we were able to lop half his horn off.” He extended a hoof to his remaining captain who placed a cloth on his hoof. The commander used his magic to give it to the High Priest.
Astral opened the cloth and gazed down at the white horn before him. It was easily as big as a unicorn horn but it didn’t have the width of a normal horn at its base. The older unicorn gazed up at the Commander, a grin playing on his lips.
“Very good Commander. It is good to know that tonight wasn’t a total loss. We may have lost slaves but they are replicable. Shade!”
A nightmare appeared beside Astral,” Yes my lord.”
“Send word to the Archmagister,” he looked down at his prize,” Tell her we have encounter one of the Gods.” He handed her the horn,” And send this to her as well. She will want her best unicorns on it.”
“Yes my lord,” she took the horn and vanished with a dark blue flash.
Astral looked to his commander,” Prepare a group of your finest soldiers. I and my counsel of Magi will be hunting this God down.”
“Sir are you sure-“
A strong black magic hold appeared around the Commander’s neck as he was lifted bodily into the air. His hooves flailed in the air, trying to find purchase as he choked. The captain backed away, shivering from the sinister feel of the older unicorn’s magic.
“Commander I am tired of this complete lack of discipline,” Astral dropped the Commander onto the ground, who gratefully took large gulps of air. ”Now then see to it my orders are carried out and leave me. I must prepare for my departure.”
The commander and his captain scrambled to get away from the High Priest. Astral looked up at the mural of Princess Luna in glorious black battlearmor, the moon full and bright at her back. A dark smirk crossed his muzzle,” If these Gods can bleed,” he chuckled darkly,” Then they can die.”
Crashing Wave greedily drunk from his large mug. Mead sloshed around the edge of the pewter mug, staining his fur. He drained it and slammed it down on the table beside him,” Aah nothin’ better than good mead.”
“Now then,” Washcloth said from across the room,” What in th’ hay happened just now?”
Crashing looked at his Captains, worry laced in their gazes. He looked to Bovir. The alicorn was glad to see him alive. Though Swansong seemed even happier, considering she clung to the minotaur as if he would vanish at any moment.
’No use leavin’ em in th’ dark.’ Crashing ran a hoof through his mane with a sigh,” That was me other half tryin’ ta take control. Each of me kin have a darkness in em that wants ta break free. Tis our burdens ta bare. My darkness or Other is the collective rage and hunger of the Leviathans given form.”
“But aren’t they under your control?” Softstep asked, her eyebrow raised.
“They’re not under me control,’ Crashing corrected,” True they come to me call but I’m just charged with keepin’ out of trouble so ta speak. Without me they’d turn on th’ mainland and reek ‘avoc. There are some of em that aren’t restricted ta th’ sea like Th’ Kraken and Firnes. An’ trust me they are more fearsome than even th’ strongest dragons. I’m connected to them and when I was sealed in me own sea by Celestia something formed from the darkness. It formed from the rage of th’ Leviathans an’ Iv’e been dealing with this thing ever since. I’ll admit I was a fool ta push me body ta that point. Mind I wasn’t in any real threat of dyin but that Thing inside me wanted out somethin’ terrible. I had to fight off th’ unicorns and keep ‘im at bay at th’ same time.”
Bovir spoke up,” So you’re in constant danger of that beast?”
“Aye,” Crashing sighed,” Though if I could get a hold of th’ Elements of Harmony I could seal th’ blasted beast away forever but I’ve a feeling th’ Bearers ‘ave corrupted em.” Crashing’s expression turned dark and he bared his teeth,” Ta be ‘onest I think they need ta be taught a lesson.”
“Then why don’t you?” Swansong said,” I mean they have obviously been the root cause of all this. Now granted we as ponies have blame as well but lest face it when the chips were down everypony turned to the Elements.”
Crashing wave mulled around her words for a moment before shaking his head,” If they get in me way then I’ll take em out, otherwise I won’t hunt em down.” Swansong stood up to protest but Crashing continued,” Lass they have th’ Blessing of Harmony. Even if they are corrupted they still ‘old th’ Spark that made em th’ Elements of Harmony in th’ first place. In th’ scheme of things they’re like Demigods.”
“So you won’t oppose Harmony unless you absolutely have to?” Bovir asked.
“Aye.”
“And what of your other kin?’
Crashing chuckled,” Lad we won’t be havin’ ta worry bout that trust me. I’m thick as thieves with most me kin. In two cases literally considerin’ of me Brothers was th’ best navigator I’ve ever sailed with and one of me Sisters watches over nature on th’ mainlands. Though she can be right," Crashing chuckled richly and licked his lips," Wild. I can assure ye mates I won’t be goin’ hoof ta hoof with any of me-“He stopped suddenly remembering a very specific god of Storms was walking the Mortal plain now too. Blast I forgot bout Torrential. He looked at his captains,” Well there might be one who’ll give me trouble but I’m sure he won’t.” Crashing chuckled and added mentally,’At least I bloody well ‘ope so.’
ovir sighed in relief when the pirate camp came into view. He spotted the longboats that were secured by the bank and fires were lit with several pirates he recognized sitting around them. The minotaur walked into camp, ponies moved out of his way with shocked expressions plastered on their faces. Bovir mover though the camp with a determination. He came up to a fire with three stallion’s sitting around it. They were Swansongs officers.
“Where’s Swan?” he rumbled.
All three slowly turned to him, looking like they had seen a ghost. One of them a Pegasus with a beige pelt stood up,” Captain Bovir Your alive!”
“Last time I check that was the case Feltwinds,” Bovir nodded,” Now where is Swan?”
“She’s in th’ tent over there,” one said pointing to a large tent down the bank. Bovir nodded and walked to it. Inside he saw Washcloth, Softstep, Swansong, and Crosswinds all sitting beside the bed with their backs to him. Crashing Wave was flat against the cot, rigid and muttering to himself.
“So I’m gone for a tow days and already things have gone to pot.”
They all turned to look at him. Crosswinds slowly stood up,” Mate how in th’ hay?”
“Well I-“ Bovir didn’t get to finish his sentence as Swansong talked him.
“Bovir! I thought you were died!” Tears streamed down the unicorns cheeks. Her heart sang at seeing the massive minotaur. She began sobbing into his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her, grateful to the gods she was alive and well,” Shh I’m here my Love and I’m not going anywhere.”
Softstep smiled gently,” It’s good to see you my friend but how are you even alive? We saw your ship blasted out of the water.”
“I don’t know. I woke up on the beach just south of Star Harbor. When I saw the Hrabor had been flooded I feared the worst.”
Softstep recounted what had transpired two days before. When Bovir heard of Reaver’s betrayal he wished he had been there to behead the traitor himself. Swansong was still sobbing softly in his arms. Bovir lifted her chin up and stared into her eyes. The same eyes that had him captivated since the first day they met. She smiled at gently and the pair shared a deep kiss. They stayed like that far several moments, relishing each other’s taste. Swansong pulled back and her joy quickly tuned to anger as she slapped a hoof against the minotaur’s chest.
“Don’t you ever scare me like that again!”
Bovir chuckled,” I’m sorry my Love.”
She puffed her cheeks out and crossed her hoof over her chest,” What’s so funny?”
Bovir smirked and gave her side a poke, prompting a cute squeak from her,” Just glad to see you again.” He looked up at Softstep as Swansong turned her nose up in the air. “How did Crashing get like that?”
“He acted as a decoy so we could get the slaves from the Moon Guild’s domes,” Softstep said. She looked at the alicorn with an annoyed expresi0on,” and the fool decided to overexert himself.”
“Give it up beastie,” Crashing yelled out over the din of water clashing,” Ye won’t see daylight of that ye can be sure.”
A guttural roar sounded from his Other and it rushed him. Crashing met the dark blue beast head on, their horns locking. Its black eyes stared dully at Crashing. The alicorn grunted and shoved his Other back and unleashed a flurry of magic blasts at it. It seemed unfazed despite being pushed back.
“Bloody ‘ate th’ mindscape,” Crashing grumbled as he prepared a final spell. He preferred not to use such spells but t he had no choice he couldn't beat this thing into submission and his magic was waning fast.
“वाटर्स पुराने और गहरे मैं तु बाँध इस जानवर को बुलाओ!”
A magic ring pulsed under Crashing. The Other roared and rushed him again the second it entered the magic ring it flashed white. The beast was enveloped in glowing fluid magic. It thrashed and bucked against the prison that started to form around it. Finally it stopped moving. Crashing’s mindscape brightened and with a push of his will pushed the beast deep into the back of his mind.
Crashing groaned as he opened his eyes and sat up,’Good I’m back in th’ Mortal Plain.’
“Oi What’s a stallion gotta do ta get a drink round hear.”
“Where’s Swan?” he rumbled.
All three slowly turned to him, looking like they had seen a ghost. One of them a Pegasus with a beige pelt stood up,” Captain Bovir Your alive!”
“Last time I check that was the case Feltwinds,” Bovir nodded,” Now where is Swan?”
“She’s in th’ tent over there,” one said pointing to a large tent down the bank. Bovir nodded and walked to it. Inside he saw Washcloth, Softstep, Swansong, and Crosswinds all sitting beside the bed with their backs to him. Crashing Wave was flat against the cot, rigid and muttering to himself.
“So I’m gone for a tow days and already things have gone to pot.”
They all turned to look at him. Crosswinds slowly stood up,” Mate how in th’ hay?”
“Well I-“ Bovir didn’t get to finish his sentence as Swansong talked him.
“Bovir! I thought you were died!” Tears streamed down the unicorns cheeks. Her heart sang at seeing the massive minotaur. She began sobbing into his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her, grateful to the gods she was alive and well,” Shh I’m here my Love and I’m not going anywhere.”
Softstep smiled gently,” It’s good to see you my friend but how are you even alive? We saw your ship blasted out of the water.”
“I don’t know. I woke up on the beach just south of Star Harbor. When I saw the Hrabor had been flooded I feared the worst.”
Softstep recounted what had transpired two days before. When Bovir heard of Reaver’s betrayal he wished he had been there to behead the traitor himself. Swansong was still sobbing softly in his arms. Bovir lifted her chin up and stared into her eyes. The same eyes that had him captivated since the first day they met. She smiled at gently and the pair shared a deep kiss. They stayed like that far several moments, relishing each other’s taste. Swansong pulled back and her joy quickly tuned to anger as she slapped a hoof against the minotaur’s chest.
“Don’t you ever scare me like that again!”
Bovir chuckled,” I’m sorry my Love.”
She puffed her cheeks out and crossed her hoof over her chest,” What’s so funny?”
Bovir smirked and gave her side a poke, prompting a cute squeak from her,” Just glad to see you again.” He looked up at Softstep as Swansong turned her nose up in the air. “How did Crashing get like that?”
“He acted as a decoy so we could get the slaves from the Moon Guild’s domes,” Softstep said. She looked at the alicorn with an annoyed expresi0on,” and the fool decided to overexert himself.”
“Give it up beastie,” Crashing yelled out over the din of water clashing,” Ye won’t see daylight of that ye can be sure.”
A guttural roar sounded from his Other and it rushed him. Crashing met the dark blue beast head on, their horns locking. Its black eyes stared dully at Crashing. The alicorn grunted and shoved his Other back and unleashed a flurry of magic blasts at it. It seemed unfazed despite being pushed back.
“Bloody ‘ate th’ mindscape,” Crashing grumbled as he prepared a final spell. He preferred not to use such spells but t he had no choice he couldn't beat this thing into submission and his magic was waning fast.
“वाटर्स पुराने और गहरे मैं तु बाँध इस जानवर को बुलाओ!”
A magic ring pulsed under Crashing. The Other roared and rushed him again the second it entered the magic ring it flashed white. The beast was enveloped in glowing fluid magic. It thrashed and bucked against the prison that started to form around it. Finally it stopped moving. Crashing’s mindscape brightened and with a push of his will pushed the beast deep into the back of his mind.
Crashing groaned as he opened his eyes and sat up,’Good I’m back in th’ Mortal Plain.’
“Oi What’s a stallion gotta do ta get a drink round hear.”
JonxlatheLion said
Yep.
Sweet well I'm off to bed G'night all. Oh and just now got my post in enjoy!
Leaf couldn’t believe what he had seen. An actual alicorn in the flesh, it wasn’t possible. There had only been three alicorns. It just wasn’t possible. The green stallion looked out over the campsite. Most of the pirates that had rescued them showed genuine concern for the alicorn. This baffled him even more. Pirates were known to only care about their own personal interests and yet these ponies seemed to follow Crashing like a deity.
’Maybe because he is a deity.
Gilded shook his head of the thought,’No there were no other Gods save for the Princesses.’ He turned to the fire he sat at, watching the flames dance in the breeze,’Or maybe there are.
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‘नष्ट.’
Crashing Wave floated in cloying darkness that threatened to smother him. He knew what this was. How could he have been so foolish? He had given into his bloodlust and now it threatened to take control of him. With him he held at bay the combined rage and fury of the Leviathans. At all times he kept them in check and docile so they wouldn’t rip the surface above asunder. They were his charge and among Chaos’s greatest creations. True paragons of predatory might and with an almost infinite hunger, one Crashing shared with them.
‘नष्ट.’
’No ye won’t get free ye beastie.’ Crashing focused all his energy into holding the darkness back. He would be damned to Tartarus before he let that…that Thing take over.
‘नष्ट.’
Crashing tried desperately to wake up, even going so far as to resort to Breaking Magic. He had not spoken his native tongue in a thousand years but it still rolled off his tongue on instinct,“ मैं यह आदेश इन बंधन तोड़!”
The darkness shook around him but held fast against the alicorn. Slowly Crashing began to see through the darkness that which he tried to hold at bay. His Darkness, his Other stared back at him silent.
“नष्ट!” It didn’t move its lips but the intent was clear.
The God of the Sea held back the urge to shiver at the sight of it. Its fur a dark blue as deep as the waters of the Deep and its eyes pitch black, holding neither remorse nor mercy, only a thirst for blood and carnage. The mark which crashing prided himself on was blood red and dripped the crimson liquid. Smeel of its breath hit Crashing, the stench of a thousand rotting corpses and Faust knew what else. This thing promised to bury the world under the sea and letbit see the true might of the Leviathans. This thing promised to feast on the corpses of his kin, his brother and sisters. Crashing held fast and assumed a battle stance. He needed to end this and fast.
"Well beastie," Crashing grunted," We ain't gettin' any younger."
It bared its dripping teeth and lunged forward, ready to take control once and for all.
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Deckhoof looked up at Charter with a goofy grin,” Well thing’s be great. We’re another day away from th’ island of th’ Crescent Moon.” He had to admit he found it funny how the unicorn could be seasick but then again Deckhoof had learned to walk on the deck of a ship. He had sea legs before he had ever seen land.
“Aye,” Grimwing grunted, not bothering to look up,” But we’re making slow time without a full crew.” He looked up at the sky a small grin on his muzzle,” But at least th’ weathers nice.”
Indeed it was. There was a gentle breeze in the air and the sun shown down pleasantly giving the ponies on board a feeling of peace. The Sea was in a good mood it seemed today. Suddenly the waters began to roil and churn, as if there was some great storm thrashing the sea. Deckhoof was slammed into the railing but held on with all his might. Grimwing grabbed ahold of Charter and held him down, his wings beating furiously to hold them down.
“What’s going on!?” Deckhoof screamed. He looked over the edge at the water and watched in disbelief as the water started to gain a red tint to it as though a kill had been made just under the waters surface.
“I don’t know but everypony inta th’ ‘old. Quick now lest we suffer a grim fate,” Grimwing order. He grabbed the unicorn below him by the collar and flew below deck. Deckhoof followed shortly. He was a little bruised but none the worse for wear. Grimwing was baffled, there was only a steady breeze outside but the sea was in a fit.
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“Hold him down damn it!” Washcloth screeched to her assistance as she prepared a heavy sedative.
She had been settling down to bed when, suddenly, Crashing wave had started thrashing in his bed, all the while muttering in a strange but powerful tongue. He thresatened to open his sutures with his erratic movements Her assistants, a pair of earth ponies, tried to hold down the alicorn but held little success at it. Softstep and Crosswinds rushed in when they heard the commotion.
“What in th’ name of Luna’s plot is goin’ on?” Crosswinds gaped at the scene before him.
“We don’t know he just started thrashing around,” one of the earth ponies said, his brow furrowed in effort to hold down the massive pony.
“Help em ‘old th’ fool down,” Washcloth said as she poured her concoction into a viel. Crosswinds and Softstep galloped forward and helped the earth ponies hold down Crashing. Between them they were able to allow Washcloth to pour the mixture down his throat. His movements slowed until they stopped completely. He still muttered in the strange tongue though.
“What did you give him?” Softstep asked.
“A heavy paralyzing agent,” the old mare grunted,” Learned it form a crazy zebra some thirty six years ago, damn annoying one too rhyming nonstop. Anyway it’s strong stuff trust me and it’ll keep him from opening his sutures.”
"But what is wrong with ‘im?” Crosswinds turned a careful eye at Crashing.
“I don’t know but whatever it is its ‘is problem to deal with.” The old mare turned to her assistants,” OI fetch some black tea. We’ll be ‘ere a while.”
’Maybe because he is a deity.
Gilded shook his head of the thought,’No there were no other Gods save for the Princesses.’ He turned to the fire he sat at, watching the flames dance in the breeze,’Or maybe there are.
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‘नष्ट.’
Crashing Wave floated in cloying darkness that threatened to smother him. He knew what this was. How could he have been so foolish? He had given into his bloodlust and now it threatened to take control of him. With him he held at bay the combined rage and fury of the Leviathans. At all times he kept them in check and docile so they wouldn’t rip the surface above asunder. They were his charge and among Chaos’s greatest creations. True paragons of predatory might and with an almost infinite hunger, one Crashing shared with them.
‘नष्ट.’
’No ye won’t get free ye beastie.’ Crashing focused all his energy into holding the darkness back. He would be damned to Tartarus before he let that…that Thing take over.
‘नष्ट.’
Crashing tried desperately to wake up, even going so far as to resort to Breaking Magic. He had not spoken his native tongue in a thousand years but it still rolled off his tongue on instinct,“ मैं यह आदेश इन बंधन तोड़!”
The darkness shook around him but held fast against the alicorn. Slowly Crashing began to see through the darkness that which he tried to hold at bay. His Darkness, his Other stared back at him silent.
“नष्ट!” It didn’t move its lips but the intent was clear.
The God of the Sea held back the urge to shiver at the sight of it. Its fur a dark blue as deep as the waters of the Deep and its eyes pitch black, holding neither remorse nor mercy, only a thirst for blood and carnage. The mark which crashing prided himself on was blood red and dripped the crimson liquid. Smeel of its breath hit Crashing, the stench of a thousand rotting corpses and Faust knew what else. This thing promised to bury the world under the sea and letbit see the true might of the Leviathans. This thing promised to feast on the corpses of his kin, his brother and sisters. Crashing held fast and assumed a battle stance. He needed to end this and fast.
"Well beastie," Crashing grunted," We ain't gettin' any younger."
It bared its dripping teeth and lunged forward, ready to take control once and for all.
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Deckhoof looked up at Charter with a goofy grin,” Well thing’s be great. We’re another day away from th’ island of th’ Crescent Moon.” He had to admit he found it funny how the unicorn could be seasick but then again Deckhoof had learned to walk on the deck of a ship. He had sea legs before he had ever seen land.
“Aye,” Grimwing grunted, not bothering to look up,” But we’re making slow time without a full crew.” He looked up at the sky a small grin on his muzzle,” But at least th’ weathers nice.”
Indeed it was. There was a gentle breeze in the air and the sun shown down pleasantly giving the ponies on board a feeling of peace. The Sea was in a good mood it seemed today. Suddenly the waters began to roil and churn, as if there was some great storm thrashing the sea. Deckhoof was slammed into the railing but held on with all his might. Grimwing grabbed ahold of Charter and held him down, his wings beating furiously to hold them down.
“What’s going on!?” Deckhoof screamed. He looked over the edge at the water and watched in disbelief as the water started to gain a red tint to it as though a kill had been made just under the waters surface.
“I don’t know but everypony inta th’ ‘old. Quick now lest we suffer a grim fate,” Grimwing order. He grabbed the unicorn below him by the collar and flew below deck. Deckhoof followed shortly. He was a little bruised but none the worse for wear. Grimwing was baffled, there was only a steady breeze outside but the sea was in a fit.
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“Hold him down damn it!” Washcloth screeched to her assistance as she prepared a heavy sedative.
She had been settling down to bed when, suddenly, Crashing wave had started thrashing in his bed, all the while muttering in a strange but powerful tongue. He thresatened to open his sutures with his erratic movements Her assistants, a pair of earth ponies, tried to hold down the alicorn but held little success at it. Softstep and Crosswinds rushed in when they heard the commotion.
“What in th’ name of Luna’s plot is goin’ on?” Crosswinds gaped at the scene before him.
“We don’t know he just started thrashing around,” one of the earth ponies said, his brow furrowed in effort to hold down the massive pony.
“Help em ‘old th’ fool down,” Washcloth said as she poured her concoction into a viel. Crosswinds and Softstep galloped forward and helped the earth ponies hold down Crashing. Between them they were able to allow Washcloth to pour the mixture down his throat. His movements slowed until they stopped completely. He still muttered in the strange tongue though.
“What did you give him?” Softstep asked.
“A heavy paralyzing agent,” the old mare grunted,” Learned it form a crazy zebra some thirty six years ago, damn annoying one too rhyming nonstop. Anyway it’s strong stuff trust me and it’ll keep him from opening his sutures.”
"But what is wrong with ‘im?” Crosswinds turned a careful eye at Crashing.
“I don’t know but whatever it is its ‘is problem to deal with.” The old mare turned to her assistants,” OI fetch some black tea. We’ll be ‘ere a while.”
JonxlatheLion said
It's a mod for Medieval Total War 2It's an RTS based in the Legend of Zelda universe, with the mechanics of Total War of course.well darn you beat me to it. XD
Tis ok. So you a Legend of Zelda fan eh?
Dawnscroll said
Who else do you think would say "Hey, let's take a chicken and a tomcat, moose em together, and see what happens."Ps.Dont tell Gilda~Hyrule total war is a mod for Medieval Total War 2 an absolutely fantastic strategy game. Would recommend buying it...
I will indeed do that. I am a legend of Zelda junkie. Played every game. Ah good times....good times.
Tai Falkenburg said
"Oh I got all these other sapient life forms.... eh, I'll just have Chaos deal with the rest" :p
Wow Creation sure is lazy.
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