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THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

@Zool@Loksfjoer@Saiyan@Teyao@Zapdos@Jay009@Dark Cloud@AvaP

"...Light Domain bring down the Corpse Dropper! Earth and water target the troops! Everyone else go for the towers!" - James Sirius

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Power beams of white light began to fire up from the mage platforms, among them the powerful Sprit Gun of James. The Corpse Dropper could not dodge them all. The giant bat-like creature was technically not an Undead, but it's flesh was rotten like one and it's body was powered with the Dark Domain's necromantic magic. This made it just as vulnerable to Light Domain attacks as any Undead.

The Corpse Dropper swayed and strafed in the air to dodge but several beams were direct hits, burning straight through the wings and weak belly bursting out of the other side. The Corpse Dropper screeched as it felt a new level of agony and it almost fell out of the sky.

Adam Philips choosing to delay his attack in order to aim carefully was worth it, as the creature turned onto a flight path towards the mage platforms and made Adam's attack considerably easier to aim. And now it was injured. Adam's Natural Energy Beam fired between the 1st and 2nd wave of Light Beams, and the Earth Domain user's attack was easy to spot as something different, not pure white light but a kaliedascope of colours, pure energy. It hit Corpse Dropper in the head and took off an ear along with a slice of skull.

Then came the 2nd wave from the Clerics and Spirit Mages. More direct hits, taking chunks out of the Corpse Dropper and burning up the ghoulings inside it's belly. The Corpse Dropper was full of holes and barely hanging onto life as it came crashing down onto abandoned buildings in the northeast sector of Valhiem. Loud cheers filled the air and many of the defenders raised their fists in triumph.

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"WEEEEEE SHALL NOT,
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED.
WEEEE SHALL NOT,
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED.

The singing rose above the din of battle all of the blocks across the central line joined in the song, replacing the word, 'Lions' with their own name. The Pits, the Scarabs, the Snakes, the Horses, the LoneStars and more. Such was the power of the message that morale in the Centre of Valhiem's defense rose considerably. Many hands that held bows became steadied by courage. Some deaths caused by the magical battle, instead of hurting morale, only served to strengthen the resolve of the soldiers who witnessed the deaths of their friends, filling them with a desire for revenge and the grit of determination. Zell Brooks, with one simple song, had stengthened the Centre considerably.

"LEFT WING, FOCUS FIRE ON THE RAM!"

Commander Thorn's voice suddenly echoed like thunder in the sky and there was no person in the entire city who could not hear him. Up on Citadel Hill, High Command were watching the battle with spyglasses, commmunicating troop movements to the central figure who was at the very top of the Chain of Command. Commander Thorn.

When Commander Thorn inhaled deeply to shout, the special enchantment cast upon him would activate and the faint outline of a giant magical megaphone appeared in the air several feet in front of him, the shimmering Source that outlined the megaphones shape big enough to be seen from distance. And when he shouted, his voice boomed across the city and even the fields all the way to Saladin's camp.

"RIGHT WING, FOCUS FIRE THE DARK ELVEN SCREAMERS!"

The ram was blasted with fire arrows and fire magic. It was built not just with wheels so it could be pushed, but a hut-like roof so it could protect the orcs who pushed it. In spite of the fire-proofing hides and magic that covered the ram, there was simply too much fire from the defenders when counting the dozens of fire arrows on top of the magical attacks. The battering ram set on fire and the roaring flames spread all over it, burning the orcs who ran out from blazing siege machine. The ram had been brought to a halt and burned to disfunction before the enemy could extinguish the flames.

On the right wing that included elite archer units like Fenna's Falcons and MacKensie's Rabbits, many bows loosed arrows upon the Dark Elven Screamers. Screamers were a female unit of elite warriors that dual-wielded long daggers and wore zero armour. Had they been allowed to ascend the wall, they would have been deadly in close quarters. The kind of fighters that could win a close-quarters skirmish all on their own. But they were vulnerable to arrow fire and that's exactly what they got. The archery training drills that Fenna and MacKensie had made sure their blocks did everyday were paying off as elite units of the enemy were cut down.

"CENTRE, BRING DOWN THE TOWERS!"

Along with James Sirius' direction of Air Domain Users and the help of Adam Philips, now the Centre of the Defensive Line added the power of their arrows and bolts to the counter fire against the siege towers.

When Adam managed to de-wheel one of the towers and temporarily bring it to a halt, everyone saw the weakness and turned upon the siege tower. Whirling clouds of condensed air, along with lightning attacks barraged the tower, weakening the structural integrity of machine. Fire arrows forced the attackers down low to deal with the flames instead of getting the wheels back on. Eventually, the tower came down and another triumphant cheer filled the air.

But this was the only tower to come down. Of the other 9 towers, the advanced construction and Counter Spell enchantments were enough to fend off damage that would otherwise immoblize them. The 1st 3 towers reached the walls and iron doors fell open onto the wall, releasing armoured orcs and goblins within, aswell as other unit types from Saladin's army.

Close-quarters combat on the walls had started.

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The defence had started promisingly well. But in the southeast, where city guards had managed to clear the ghouls and begin evacuating the last of the citizens to Citadel Mountain, something terrible happened.

An explosion went off at the South Gate of Valhiem, making a breach.

A combination of stealth from the wolfmen and a lack of manpower in the south meant that Captain Hrond Lewell's elite taskforce was able to go undetected for long enough to make their move. Now Hrond howled as he led his team into the city.

Screams of terror sounded and people ran. The city guards closest to the gate ran to meet the threat but they were no match for the Armoured Wolfmen. Hrond and Zacharius in particular would effortlessly cut down any defenders without breaking stride.

The citizens were defenceless for the moment.

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@Zool@Loksfjoer@Saiyan@Teyao@Zapdos@Jay009@Dark Cloud@AvaP

"What in the...? Ares preserve us... How?!"

"SOUND THE ALARM!!!!!"

They'd been warned. By James Sirius who had the displeasure of knowing Saladin well. By Adam Philips who had let them know that Saladin might well know his plans were leaked. They'd been warned to stay vigilant and closely watch for any tricks that the attackers may try to pull. But Saladin was too clever.

The assault came two days earlier than originally planned. At 4AM during a lull in catapult fire. This much was to be expected. What was not expected was just how close to the River Eisen that the assault would be. Saladin had pitched his camp on the northeastern side of city and ravaged Greenglow Woods for resources, but the siege towers he was constructing for the assault were being built seemingly to attack along the longer more easterly parts of the city walls. One by one the siege towers sprung up over the days, until there were 10 and counting. But the towers were constructed cleverly to be able to be disassembled with ease so that Saladin could reassemble them anywhere he pleased. And that is exactly what he did.

The Dark Domain ritual magic had maintained a shadowy illusion of the towers once night time came. The towers disassembled. Another shadow shield was thrown up to cover the ruse. And now suddenly there were 10 seige towers and a wheeled battering ram approaching in staggered lines, with the River Eisen at their western flank, heading right for the wall and North Gate.

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The sound of Valhiem's siren filled the air.

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Commander Thorn's fortified position on Citadel Mountain's north eastern cliffside began to populate with Valhiem's High Command.

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The city began to stir in the darkness.

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Kleon, a powerful Spirit Mage in High Command, fired a giant magical flare into the air like a firework, exploding into a giant ball of light that instantly illuminated the city with brilliant white light.

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And what could be seen in the sky, soaring towards the city was horrifying.

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The Corpse Dropper: A gigantic rodent creature created with the utmost degeneracy of necormantic magic, The Corpse Dropper exists from birth to death in constant agony. Bred too large to sustain it's own life as is, kept in a state of being that is not quite undead, the creature is swollen with the seeds of zombie-like entities called ghoulings that can be grown like a plant, from seed to human-sized flesh-eating Ghoul in a matter of seconds.

The Corpse Dropper's existence is to act as an offensive air unit, flying over enemy armies as it's stomach tears open and ghoulings begin to fall out of it, down on the enemy, the ghoulings growing into full size Ghouls before they land on the ground or the heads of the defenders. Most Ghouls will survive the landing, perhaps with some broken limbs but enough mobility to begin attempting to eat the flesh of anything living that it can see.

The internal damage being done to the terrifying but pitiful Corpse Dropper as it rains down Ghouls on the enemy will eventually kill it, but it will take a while. With upwards of 500 seeds wriggling inside any single Corpse Dropper, it is best practice to try and kill it, or at least knock it out of the sky, rather than waiting for it to kill itself.

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Ghouls began falling from the sky onto the northeastern quadrant of the city. The roofs of buildings, the streets, the Mage Support Platforms all began being hit with the thud and the splunking sound of corpse-flesh crashing upon it.

The assault had finally begun. The Southeast quadrant of the city that was due to start being evacuated after sunrise... the citizens there were now in a vulnerable position. Ghouls roamed the very streets where the Valhiem Garrison Blocks of 100 were designated to form up, organize and make for the walls. Chaos had erupted in the city. And outside, the siege towers and battering ram advanced.

The fight against extinction was now or never.

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Great! Everyone's here. Thanks for such a speedy reply. Expect a GM Update tonight, guys!

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@AvaPThat sucks, buddy, but I'm glad you had a good time.

@SaiyanAwesome brother. I think I might have put on 10lbs haha, but they were worth it!

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I've come to say that @Dark Cloud is dealing with things IRL and plans to come back later this week.

@SleepingSilence

Gotcha, SleepingSilence. I'll take that as it being okay to get started. He should have enough time to post in Round 1. Thanks!

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@Zool@Loksfjoer@Saiyan@Teyao@Zapdos@Jay009@Dark Cloud@AvaP

Welcome Back Roll Call!

Hey guys,

Can I get a quick 'Hello' in the OOC to make sure we are all good to go? After that, I will post Round 1 of the Valhiem Assault.

Thanks!

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

@Zool@Loksfjoer@Saiyan@Teyao@Zapdos@Jay009@Dark Cloud@AvaP

An Undisclosed Location Outside of Valhiem

It was a few hours after midnight.

Captain Hrond Lewell, Chieftan of the Luna Clan and Head of the Elite Strikeforce stood deep under the tree line, one clawed hand on the gnarled bark of an ashwood. His nightvision pierced the darkness easily as he watched the city of Valhiem. He could smell the fear and his blood boiled in anticipation of the coming slaughter.

His team were a seperate detachment from the main force, boasting sheer quality over quantity. Every one of his number were easily as strong as any adventurer in that city, which was exactly what he needed for the task. Their job was get inside the city on their own, causing confusion and mayhem. They would spread through the streets, using howls to coordinate their pack movements as they sniffed out Source Crystal Bearers and used their tactics to single out and assassinate the adventurers in Valhiem's defense.

And if they could find and kill any of those who smelled like they came from another world, then there would be grand rewards in their future.

Hrond eventually left his position and went further back into the woods where his unit were. All were sharpening their swords, axes and gauntlets. All except one of them: Zacharius, Drinker of Divine Blood.

Hrond looked upon the Elite Demi-Jinn Hybrid with distaste but also a measure of caution. The wolfman did not like that he had to bring along a warrior who wasn't born of the Luna Clan. The Source Crystal User wasn't even a Wolfman. He just sat there, silent and still, but Hrond could sense his anticipation all the same.

In spite of lacking a Source Crystal, Hrond was an exceptional specimen who was more than a match for any adventurer of any class. In addition to his amazing physical attributes, his racial abilities included being able to use a sort of Identify Magic through simply his sense of smell. In sizing up Zacharius, Hrond believed he could take him. Zacharius would surely have the edge in terms of sheer power and Source, but Hrond was confident in his own speed and cunning. He would like to put it to the test one day, but now was not the time.

Now was the eve of battle. The signal would come soon.

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Thanks guys! Hope y'all had a very Merry Christmas!

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

It's the holiday break, brother haha! Did you forget? You can post if you want, but you don't have to.

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

I'm all out already, but if you have anymore, by all means: Carry on.