The Dark One has returned...

[nightray]

I would like to join as one of those few good vampirs if you don't minde hers the stats if you don't like it let me nowe

name; dethwalker
age; 40 has ben a vampire for 20 of thos years
hite; 6'6
wate; 190
hear; glosy black
eyes; black most of the time and wen in a rage they tern blood red
close; wers black lether to blend in whith shadows
abilades; the more blood he drinks the more powerful and the more abilades he gans right now he has the strankth of 20 men and is fast enuf that hes movment are very hard to folw he can tern in to mist a ravin and a black panther he can fly with out being in ravin form but it take a lot of enrgy at this time as he drinks blood that will chang.
his wepin of chois is the sword the one he has crinly a child could pick it up and cut temperd stell in two he is allso trand in hand to hand combat.

Hestery he whos ternd in to a vampire at the age of 20 but insteed of becouming the slave of the one how ternd hem he cept he's on will and eskapt. By the time the one how ternd him cot up to hem he whos abilt to trap and kill hem in daylight. He has ben hunting and killing other vampirs and thos whow are evil ever sins. In his travils he fond a rer and gratly cuvited ring that alos him to wolk in day lighte wich gives hem a distikt advpatig agenst other vamilrs.

If you like whot you see let me nowe.

[Edited by nightray on 04-24-2001 at 12:53 AM]

 

[Lady_Siren]

Diana smiled at Solaris. "Shall we?" and with that said she started off East. She stopped suddenly and felt a cold chill rush over her. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. She sensed an evil stronger then any she had sensed before. Her heart beat quickened and suddenly she saw images within her head. Ones of death and pain then everything went black.

 

[captainb]

Shea

Nine figures followed Shea into the remains of the town square. To call them men wouldn't have been quite right. In form, yes. But there was no humanity in their black eyes, no sense of morality in their movements. They were the Unmade, and the black tendrils that wound around their necks had traveled deep into their hearts and brains, and their wills were nonexistent except for the one they followed. Shea's eyes alone moved with purpose. He noted the blasted buildings and the carnage laying in the street and sprayed against the walls. Nothing lived here anymore, but screams and maniacal laughter echoed from somewhere near. He marched across the street as the others followed. A woman suddenly rushed towards them, looking over her shoulder in horror. He caught her up by the throat, watched as the black tendrils sunk into her flesh and her terror-filled eyes faded into onyx pits, and then released her as he moved on. Ten figures followed Shea as he continued across the street.

Shea looked down an alley. At the end he caught the traces of carnage incarnate. He grimaced, satisfied. He knew who he worked for, yet had no desire to meet the Dark One. That was never good, no matter who you were. When the Lord wanted him, he would call. In the meantime, the army needed to arise. Shea turned and the group continued up the street, heading for the edge of town. The Lord's forces would take care of this area soon enough. But others would soon come, ones who knew what they were up against and felt cocky enough to try to stop it. Fools yes, but dangerous nonetheless.

A man holding a sword opened a nearby door and then slammed it quickly. Shea gave a silent command and three of the Unmade ran to the house, smashed effortlessly through the door and entered. Many shouts arose inside with the sound of fighting, and he sent in the rest of the Unmade, following at the end. A group of guards had wanted to make a stand here, judging by the number of weapons. Four men were dead, and six were surrounded on the floor, some wounded. A few of the Unmade had also been wounded, one seriously. As his creatures held the prisoners, he moved among them and unmade them one by terrified one. Then he rose and looked at the wounded creatures. They stared back, then turned on the mortally hurt Unmade and attacked, not with swords but with teeth. As the creature fell and the killers ate its flesh, their wounds healed.

Fifteen figures followed Shea out of the house, and he continued toward the edge of town.

[Edited by captainb on 04-23-2001 at 06:46 PM]

 

[Silen]

Silen

OOC: Dont mind me mingling in

Name: Silen

Height: 168cm

Weight: 55kg

Weapon: Planeshift

Armor/Clothing: Black robes, underneath a layer of skin-tight chain-woven about his body; acts as if the second skin, type and origin of material used is unknown. Not even known to Silen, except the last Plane Master.

Description: Silen is 17 years old and has a shock of white/grey hair. His eyes large and almond-shaped and they are pink. Small sharp nose. Small thin grey lips. His skin a pale white complexion. Angular jawbone, smoothly defined cheekbones(not too high nor low) Small hands, long slender deft fingers.

Knowing nothing of his birth, Silen was brought up by a black robed being whose face was never seen, not even by Silen.

Unknowingly, the being was a master of planeshifting, a powerful art thought to be long lost since the banishment of the Dark Lord 10000 years ago. He was a Maia, the last of the ones holding the knowledge of Planeshift, an ability to shift and manipulate other planes of elements and unknown and pull the substances of the planes into the Prime Material plane.

Unknowingly, Silen was sired by a powerful being who once was a witness of the banishment of the Dark Lord 10000 years ago. Unknowingly, he was imparted with the knowledge of Planeshift, for the Maia had sensed the eminent resurrection of the Dark One, who shall once again tread upon the earth, wreck havoc and destruction and reign with terror and madness.

Since the banishment, all through the years,the Maia tried to outlive his standard lifespan by weaving himself a field of time stasis around his body from the plane of Time, but by manipulating such powerful energies, he was barely able to maintain it with such heavy drains on his body and mind.

Now, an ancient being, with an ancient knowledge, inside his ancient body, the Maia taught Silen a fraction of the arts of Planeshift, the most basic foundation of the skill, the beginning of its everything. The Maia knows that someday, Silen will surpass him as a Plane Master, for he sensed that the blood of Maia flows within him, though Silen looked nothing like a Maia, and yet looked not like a full human, but something else the Maia had never encountered before...



IC:

Silen had been flying, or rather, Windwalking to the east when the pain came and stunned him outright, leaving him dropping from the sky towards the forest. He'd have fall to his death had he not used his last sliver of consciousness and created a field of stasis air around himself just before he crashed into the forest and into a swamp. The impact caused him to lose his concentration on the stasis air field.

Just as soon as the field dissolved, the thick muddy waters closed back quickly from the sudden vacuum rush and encased Silen who was deep inside the foul-smelling and muddy swamp, which was more than enough to spark his awareness from his mind and to bring a curse to his lips, though he was wise enough to think about opening his mouth deep inside a swamp. Instead, he concentrated and pulled the waters about him. The waters began to clear and free of the mud and impurities of the swamp. With the now-clear waters about Silen, he swam freely and surfaced, gasping for air.

He reached the nearest bank and staggered out of the swamp. Literally, as not a single drop of water of the swamp stay on his body. Finally he reached dry ground and crumpled down, waiting for the spinning in his head to subside. "What in the nine hells has happened to the Air plane?" he thought groggily as his mind slowly slipped into oblivion. "Is this what the old man called Outshift?"

A Planeshifter can be Outshifted by a more powerful Planeshifter who rips off large amounts of energies out of sudden from the very same plane used by the former one. This causes the sudden break of concentration of the weaker Planeshifter, plus a very serious case of headache, which causes unconsciousness that can last from a few minutes to a few days, depending how fast and strong the Planeshifter can recover from the shock.

 

[nightray]

I woch the solgers from the shadows of an aly they are evil and I won't start feding on them but ther are to meny and ther lord is way to powerful. I woch as he sloters the helples pepil and he's ofisers in slave the rest. I my eyes cach the one I wos folwing wen thes new tret aperd. My eyes widin slily hes helmet has com back to life. Thes most be hes master cum back from wer ever he wos inprisined.

I her a movment behind me and with blinding speed I on sheth my sword and swing it cuting the soldger in two at the wast shards of steel from he's armer and rops of hes guts fling out as the top haf of he's body fly up in the aer and fols a short distins away. I look arownd and jump up to the top of the taver and hed to the wall's.

I look down as I circol the plase wer the Dark lorde is and see agen the one I wos going kill. I see nin pepil folwing hem and hem taking a nother. I drop to the street behind hem and take one of the nine so fast that he has no chans to call out or fite. I drage hem in to an ally keeping my hand over he's mouth and holding hes arms pind to he's side. I look at the thing arownd he's neke and gremas in diskost. I can't take it of with out killing hem so I take one of hes rists leting my k9s lankthin and I bite in to hes rest draning hem of his blood. I let the lifles corps drop to the ground at my feet as the evergy from hes blood flows therw me.

I look up and see the eight others standing at the entrens to the aly and claping from behind them. My eyes go red as my anger risis. I smile evily and say it looks like I'm going fite after all.

 

[captainb]

Shea

Shea stopped and turned. One of the Unmade was missing. He slowly walked back to the alley they had passed, just in time to see a black creature drop the now-dead body, pasty and drained of blood. It snarled, "Looks like I'm going to fight after all."

Shea snorted. "I don't fight undead. I create them. And if you've drunk the blood of an Unmade, then you have drunk the essence of the Dark Lord. I think you're going to be feeling very bad, very soon." He chuckled and turned away, leading the remaining fourteen on up the road. But he was alert now, scanning the rooftops and behind him as they went. If the vampire came back, it wouldn't be by surprise. The group continued to the edge of town.

 

[nightray]

At hes werds I fill the power with in tern to pain I snarl agen that is not good befor my body can absorb any more of the blood I throw it up. I look at it and see that it is black.

I snorl in pain and hed for the walls I think to my self I'll be back. I find anther solger and befor draning him I make sher hes blood is good. Then I move therw the shadows puitly to avoid any more fits in my condisen I don't think I can win. I git to the walls and jump up on the wall I try to chang in to a ravin but I can't do it my body is to besy tring to fit the bad blood that I didn't git red of in time. I drop out side of the walls and start tword the north west som how nowing that I will find help ther.

 

[Morgoth]

"Shea! Come to me!" he ordered mentally. Meanwhile, he watched at the now very busy new slaves he had gotten. "Pathetic. But you'll work like the slaves I had 10,000 years ago. Yes. You will become better, or you shall feel the lashes of the Balrogs", he said, looking at the slaves in distaste. Pretty soon, a brigade of soldiers marched down a street, carrying food and wine. He picked up some cheese and ate it in one gulp and drained a goblet of their best wine. He then settled into a makeshift throne and waited for Shea.

OOC: All the new characters are fine with me.

 

[Silen]

OOC: Dear all, Silen being a Planeshifter has the ability to see the auras other characters are innately attuned to the different types of planes. Also he is able to impart the skill of plane shifting to the beings, though they are restricted to their particular plane alignment. Even so, they can excel Silen in planeshifting in their particuar plane. Silen has no known aura though.

Also, 2 beings of the same plane are able to do alot of things like mind attuning to each other. Beings of different planes are able to create mixed effects for example, Water and Earth together can create a quicksand, or heal an injured being.

The Planes are not restricted to just elements like Fire, Water, Air, Earth, Light and Darkness, but also others like Time, Chaos, Life and Death. And each Plane has a color id of their own. Here's my proposed list of Plane auras

Elemental
Fire=Red
Water=Blue
Earth=Brown
Air=(Any suggestions?)
Light=White
Darkness=Black

Individual
Time=As a Planeshifter Aura-detects a being attuned to Time, the being will look blurrish to him.

Chaos=Pulsating and blinding aura, multi-color changes all the time.

I'm not putting green for earth cos many pple mistook Earth Plane as Nature. Nature makes up from all the 6 elemental planes. For Life and Death, it is impossible for any usual mortals to attune to. Unless, you are someone very special and unusual, though items can be, like Shea's helmet and twin blades are attuned to Death(Good one Shea!). Time and Chaos are the most powerful planes I can think of, so characters who want to attune to Life, Death, Time and Chaos, please do give a very good explanation why you are

I think heroes should have an enhanced ability cos the Dark One is simply too powerful. Even Shea, for a mortal, is frighteningly powerful. Morgoth, do you think the Dark One should be a Plane Master who is attuned to Chaos? Which means he can shift all types of planes except Life and Light, though he excels in Chaos, one of the 2 most powerful planes?

 

[captainb]

Shea

Shea clutched his head in agony as the Dark Lord's voice thundered in his mind. The pain passed quickly and Shea nodded in grim acceptance. He turned and the others fell into a wedge behind him, with Shea as the point. As he neared the town center, other minions of the Lord passed them. They laughed and jeered and made threatening gestures, but did not approach the group. He tried to ignore them and continued forward through the milling slaves and their guards, until he saw the dark figure seated on his throne, blackness and evil visibly pouring from it. Fear coursed through Shea and his veins turned to ice, but he forced himself onward. Twenty feet from the throne he stopped and dropped to one knee, the others doing the same as one. "My lord," Shea said in a husky voice. "Tell me your bidding."

 

[Silen]

The air smelt clear. 'Strange, I thought I'm beside a swamp...'

There was no fragrant smell of flowers, yet there was the lack of the pungent reek of the muddy bog. In fact, Silen did not the see the point to even breathe! He slowly lifted one of his eyelids, and found himself lying on... nothing!

That was more than enough to shock him to utter awareness. He found himself rapidly meeting face up to the smooth grey land which was getting closer and closer at a very disturbing velocity. He was so dumbstruck that he could only thought, 'I thought I already crashed into a forest?'

His body finally reached and touched the ground. Literally.

Amazed, he picked himself up easily and realised that his headache was gone and he was feeling very much well and alive. 'Or was I?'

He surveyed his surroundings and found no boundaries of any sort around the featureless land of greyness. Silen sat down heavily, quickly becoming depressed. There was simply nothing and empty around him, and he couldn't detect any traces of any planes. Powerless, and alone, Silen felt truly helpless for the first time of his life.

 

[Calten]

OOC: how many people do you have? I would like to join..

 

[nightray]

I as move therw the woods I notis that the sun is going down I smile with rilf as the pain from the ded ones blood that drank finly fads completly. I look up and tern in to a ravin. I start flying therw the brancis woching cerfoly to avoid the scots of the dark lords army still not up to a faer fite.

I fly all night and in to the morning when I pas over a larg humin and an elf girl. As I pas over them I relis that ther part of whot I'm looking for the part sems to hav varnist some how. I don't now how I now that they are part of whot I'm looking for but I just nowe.

I drop down therw the branchis landing in front of the elfin girl. My body shimirs and I aper in my humin forme. I look at them and say my name is dethwolker. I bow slitly looking them over closly whundering why I whos dron to thes two they don't seem all that powerful but my senes are all most alway right so I will travil with them and see whot hapins. If they let me that is if they don't I'll just hav to folow them.

[Edited by nightray on 04-26-2001 at 03:13 PM]

 

[Calten]

OOC: Calten is an elf-lord at about 5'11" his eyes are deep royal blue his hair is sandy brown. Most of his powers have to do with a blue flame that can either heal, or burn. He has a sword called the Lethlander, it maginifies his powers and concentrates them on the blade. He lives in the golden woods of Lothlorien and devotes his life to the following of Elbereth.

 

[Calten]

IC: Calten rode down the road at a gallop. He reared his white elven steed, the creature that was chasing him gone. He smiled grimly but then looks at his exhausted horse. Suddenly, he noticed a river in the distance. He dismounted from his horse, looking around at the serounding territory. "not much in the way of pretty.. but ohh well," he muttered to himself. It took him about an hour to reach the river on foot. He let the horse drink deeply. He looked toward the small forest to his right, listening to a dryad's seductive song. One a normal man wouldn't be able to resist. He hummed softly to the music.. knowing it well.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Welcome, Calten. That idea about the heroes having special abilities is good, but the Dark One, whose name will soon be revealed, has far more power than just Chaos and such. His nature will also be revealed.

IC:The Dark One motioned for Shea to come forward. "You have been good to don the helm. And for bringing me new soldiers. You shall be rewarded in due time", he said, standing up now. "Speak my name, soldiers, for I have and shall lead you to victory again!" he shouted, his words drowning out all sound and letting all hear. "Morgoth the Dark! Morgoth the Dark!" they roared in unison, from the lowliest foot soldier, to his highest lieutenant. The Darkest Ainur had arrived. And he had already killed the other 8. And now, he turned his dark, killing eyes to the rest of the universe.

 

[Morgoth]

Solaris ran over to Diana and put his arm around her to support her. "Are you okay?" he asked.

 

[captainb]

Shea

Shea shouted Morgoth's name with the others, feeling that special power surge through him with every mention of the Dark Lord's name. His "recruits" also shouted the name with an unnatural fervor, as their bodies and minds were totally subjugated by the essence of the Darkest One.

Shea looked over his shoulder to where the sun was setting in the West. He felt uneasy, knowing that untamed minds from there had turned their attention to this direction. Mortals such as himself were no match for his master, but he did not want the Dark Plan to be sidetracked by such meddlesome insects. "My Lord," he dared speak, "others are gathering in the West who would dare to oppose you. I was traveling to greet them when you summoned me. How may I best serve you?"

 

[Silen]

OOC: Hi Siren.

A dot.

Silen sat up immediately and looked closely.

A shadowy figure.

He stood up and ran towards the figure with joy and glee, for he had never encounter another sentient being after the old man. And he's dead for four years.

A slender form, wandering.

Without the need for air and stamina, Silen closed in the distance pretty quickly. Already he could clearly see the being.

A wandering slender...... person.

Silen slowed down from a distance and walked cautiously to...... it. He sensed that it was different from him, which made him feeling uneasy.

It stopped walking when it saw Silen. Its hair was auburn, its eyes green, brilliantly green. its small ears were pointed, one of the things that made him felt uneasy, though the least. What really made him cautious were the two rounded things that stood out from its chest, and its waist was much smaller than his, considering his body's frame was very small.

And the face. Its features so finely sculpted. So...... beautiful. "Is that the word? Beautiful face?" Silen wondered.

"Beautiful, my child. When you see something that makes you feel happy and agony at the same time, and you want to see more of it, it is something beautiful." the old man explained to me the meaning of 'beautiful'four years ago. "Just like you, to me, my child. You are so beautiful which makes me happy, and you shall risk losing your life or even worse, watching others dying as you live on and on, just like me... for you, this thought agonises me, for a Planeshifter's life always ends up in the possibly worst way. I had always hope that you will be able to live your life happily, and now this hope is destroyed by me. I'm so sorry, Silen. So sorry..." That was the first time, and the last time Silen saw him weeping, just before he fell silent and died on his bed.

He snapped out of his reverie when he heard a scraping sound made from one of the strange being's boots. Silen felt something wet on his face and realised he had been crying. Hastily he wiped his face with the sleeves of his robe and cleared his throat. The strange and beautiful one was fidgeting, uneasy as Silen was.

After another several silent moments, Silen initiated his very first conversation with another person for four years,"Greetings, I'm Silen. May I know who you are?"






[Edited by Silen on 04-30-2001 at 08:16 AM]

 

[Lady_Siren]

OOC: Silen do I know you?

IC: Diana murmured something her eyes fluttering but she still did not awaken. In her mind she saw images of death, and pain and sadness. Tears seeped out of her eyes as her head tossed side to side. She tried to open her eyes but they stayed shut, She became panicked and began breathing heavily. The darkness closed tightly around her as she struggled against it. She felt her self drifting... drifting into endless black...

 

[Silen]

OOC:Erm, no. Just telling u my char got an encounter with urs. I didnt know u r still semi-conscious

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: My character can talk to yours. He's with Diana.

IC: Solaris stiffened at Silen. "What do you want here? Are you the one doing this? he demanded.

Morgoth: "I will personally crush them like the flies they are. You were good to don the helm. You shall be second only to Suaron. Yes, he, and all of my chief lieutenants came to the void with me. But anyway, I believ I will take a more subtle form", said Morgoth. He pulled the cape in on himself, and a moment later, there stood a handsome Maia. "I'll use their own good against them", he chuckled. "Shea, together we shall depart for these would be heroes. Sauron shall bring back Thangordrim and Angband. Build yourself a fortress as well", he said, in a fair, goodly voice. But his eyes, unlike other elves', had black pupils. He conjured for himself a smaller sword, and some light armor.

 

[nightray]

I whoch as the elf girl go's in to som kinde of a vishon and start mutering to her self. I step forwerd and holde her up. I lay her down on the grownd and say whots the mater. I make out somthing obout the darkness. I frown she must be sing the dark lord and hes army. I look arond and see a strem not to far away. I run over to it. I take a cuntaner of my belt and dup out the blood that I cept in it for emegins and whosh it out therly then deep out som woter and go back to her side lefting her hed and leting som woter slide down her therote hoping it would wake fer up.

 

[captainb]

Shea

Shea bowed his head at Morgoth's transformation. "My Lord." As the Unmade fell in behind them, Shea wondered, Build a fortress? Hell, I don't have the powers of Sauron and I sure can't make mountains rise out of the ground. But then, that's the point of slaves, isn't it? Second only to Sauron. Yes, this will be very good. A slow grin played across his face and he looked to the West. Good? No. Evil, black and pure.

 

[Silen]

OOC:U have mistaken, Morgoth. I'm not in physical reality. Please read my last post in page 2 carefully. Cos Siren posted that Diana blacked out, I figure I shall encounter her in the Dream plane.