Magus steps back. He takes a moment to survey the surroundings, then chants - a
second later a dark portal opens behind the wizard, and he simply steps back
into it, with both him and the portal disappearing after.
Hotel Room
You see nothing special.
[Exits : none ]
[Players : Bone Fiend(Pup), Razorwind(Pup), Alhazad, Sanban_Ryu, Ryu_Bateson,
Gunter, and Esmerelda ]
[Things : None ]
>S. Ryu clenches his teeth and focusses on resisting, and not much else. x.x
>Razorwind,subjected to a flurry of attacks, increases the intensity of its
hellish wail as its central orb darts through its bodymass to try and avoid
harm. A palpable hit causes its entire body to arc internally with red
lightning, but oddly enough this harms no one in contact with it.
>Prophet . o O ( This was unexpected... )
>Es-chan stands besides her allies. Gunter and the monsterous Al'hazad..and
it's minions.
>Prophet stands to the side, annoyingly neutral, taking no pains to hide his
presence. "This should be interesting to watch."
>Al'Hazad sits back, hovering from left to right quickly in an attempt to keep
up with the progress of his creations.
>Akio teleports into the room.
>Akio has arrived.
>Ryu Bateson procedes to continue assaulting the strange conconction of red goo,
with the strangely moving nucleus within. His teeth are clenched in
frustration. o O ( What's with this thing? )
>Es-chan giggles as she watches on, just waiting for the little ones to wear
down the Ryu's...then so she can move in.. she gently draws her tongue along
the side of her shortsword..emerald eyes twinkling with anticipation..as she
watches on.
>Prophet walks over to Esmerelda, taking no offensive action. For the moment.
>Bone Fiend stalks, on its tippietoes even, up to try and sneak behind one Ryu
or the other. (Blue hair, sword. What's the diff?) It flexes its claws eagerly
and then brings them down in a cruel slash at the taller one's back, gnashing
its teeth together in anticipation of the feel of rent flesh.
>S. Ryu regains his compusure and rushes the horrid Bone creature, bouncing into
the air seven feet away. He almost 'flies' through the air, before arching his
landing down towards it, blade intent on coming down rather..nastily.
>Bone Fiend tilts its head in the semblance of curiosity, or mobid fascination,
rather. It simply watches itself be attacked, and then follows the progress of
its severed arm to the floor, shaking its head in agitation.
>Prophet rubs his chin with a gloved hand as he addresses Es-chan. "...I'm
surprised the structure is still standing."
>l bone
Bone Fiend
This gaunt, spindly creature appears to be a collection of bones, knitted
together with a greyish ooze. The long, tapering skull of the beast has four
gaping sockets from which baleful purple embers burn with malice for all that
lives. Its clawed fingers drip a blackish ichor. It has spikey protrusions at
random places on its body, and the bones which compose it seem to be in no
particular order. Its long legs are equipped with deadly looking talons, and it
moves for you with unbelievable speed.
Carrying:
>Ryu Bateson moves foward unintentionally as the bone fiend slashes at his
back..unfortunately, that's not enough compensation to avoid flesh wounds. For
a moment, he's distracted from his attacks on Razorwind while he winces.
>Es-chan giggles, answering Prophet, "Wait."
>S. Ryu follows his landing with a spin on his toes, blade flashing out towards
its torso. (pretty fancy moves for a youngster)
>Razorwind retaliates finally, its blackish substance flowing outward to line
its external edges like sharp blades (hence the name, yes?) These extremeties
then lash outward to widen its claim on personal space, shredding anything that
refuses to yield to them.
>Ryu Bateson yikes, falling back on his rear, before scooting backwards farther
away from the incoming shredding extensions. He stands back up against the
wall..and murmurs something about wishing Deis were here.
>Bone Fiend raises the stump of its arm to examine it closely while it dances
back to get some space. The jagged ruin of its limb shivers violently before
undergoing a growth process which, within seconds, provides it with a fresh
limb to kill with, complete with new claws still moist with the dew of rebirth.
>Prophet watches with a morbid detatchment. "..."
>You whisper, "Well, he has two types of relations - minions, and enemies. We
all know he was the driving force behind Chrono there at the end. n.-" to
Esmerelda.
>Razorwind closes back in on itself and seems to hum softly while it waits. If
blenders could sing, they could harmonize with this monstrosity.
>S. Ryu closes his eyes briefly and sighs..yet another beast that refuses to go
down without some quick thinking. After considering a few seconds, he performs
a variant of the earlier move, performing a midair cross-clash first aimed
accross the neck, then straight down along the spinal column.
>Es-chan continues waiting.. she isn't out of this fight by a long shot..but
..like a stalking animal..awaits for the proper moment..
>Bone Fiend replies to the fancy sword-work not by defending, but by relenting
its claim on a solid form. The bones comprising itself collapse into the
stringy grey mudge which holds them together, and the whole thing returns to
its puddle shape and zips under the nearest piece of furniture it can find.
>Prophet watches Es-chan, ready to counter her during that proper moment...
>S. Ryu lands on his rump, grumbling. -.-;
>Ryu Bateson leaps over between S. Ryu and the remaining 'threats'..he
flourishes his sword, before leaping in to attack the now 'harmonic' Razorwind
with a powerful downward slash.
>Es-chan suddenly DASHES forward... swords out behind her like diving wings of a
crane..RUSHING up to S. Ryu while he's down..unfortunately for Ryu B. he jumps
infront of her charge...her eyes widen..as she tries to then rush and TACKLE
Ryu B. from the side...barreling down on him.. supernatural strength giving her
far..far more impact potential than her slender form would indicate... while
he's caught in mid slash at Razor
>Filia teleports into the room.
>Filia has arrived.
>S. Ryu reacts to this how? By rolling on his back and hurling his sword at
where he predicts Es will end up. -.-;
>Prophet slides across the ground with blinding speed, bewteen Es and Ryu! He
gestures quickly, erecting a makeshift force barrier - probably not enough to
stop her, but enough to slow her down.
>Ryu Bateson oofs, attempting to right himself, but he gets knocked down by the
brunt of the blow..knocking against the wall, and causing some minor damage.
He shakes his head clear of some addling, and glares at Esmerelda.
>Es-chan COLLIDES into Ryu B. from the side! Causing him to SAIL into the far
wall... however unfortunately for HER..she was not Expecting S. Ryu's move..as
his sword SLASHES across her bare midriff..she rolls with the impaling
damage..not penetrating..but cutting out a nasty gash.. Magus's forcefield
comes one second too late..as it's thrown behind S. Ryu..as he's practically
beneath Es now.. and his avenue of dodging is thusly cut off.. she SNARLS at
the wound... then tries to STOMP her foot down on the trapped little one! You
get the feeling... this little lady can STOMP..
>Prophet curses audibly, but takes no further countermeasures... he simply tugs
at his glove.
>Filia would hold up scorecards depicting ratings for the actions..but must keep
her mouth shut.
>S. Ryu squeals and tries to fling himself to the side with all his weight, but
not quite in enough time for the foot to come down on the upper section of his
left arm..
>Al'Hazad has settled onto the floor by now, and stomps his clawed feet wildly
on the floor as he cheers his team on from the safety of the sidelines. His
single orb (oddly enough pulsing in time to the Razorwind's) burns brightly as
the intensity of the carnage heightens.
>Prophet speaks up. "Such bad taste, Esmerelda..."
>Filia sits herself down in a nice, comfy chair, grabs a cup of tea, and
watches. o.o
>Ryu Bateson rushes forward to 'return the favour' to the lady dark dragon, he
barrels towards her; not driven by any supernatural forces, just raw
strength..but that strength is of many men..almost like, a dragon in man's skin.
>Prophet grins, a very faint hint of a smile. "You let the minions wear them out
first..."
>Al'Hazad skitterskitters over next to Filia and puts on his best 'suave and
charming' voice. It's neither. "Heeeey..when did you come in?"
>Filia pikus slightly at Al, and sips her tea. "Just a moment ago.."
>Es-chan STOMPS on S. Ryu's arm HARD! A loud SNAP fills the room.. but before
she can grind her heel with a sadistic grin.. Ryu B. TACKLES her as well.. she
OOFS! And flops back on the floor...she rolls with it as she simply retreats
behind her team's lines..letting Razorwind counter attack Ryu B. while he's
still recoiling from his tackle. Team work is good ne?
>Filia roots for Es. o O (She'll kill me if I don't. u.u)
>Prophet extends his arm to the side, throwing the cloak over his shoulders. He
reaches up, and pulls back the hood, revealing him for who he truly is. Those
knowledgeable in such things will instantly recognize him as Magus.
>Magus . o O ( No reason to hide in here... )
>The grey puddle peeks out from beneath Filia's chair and then zips out into the
middle of the conflict, moving back and forth to try and position itself
between the tall Ryu's legs.
>Razorwind howls furiously and doubles over to open its 'eye' to both Ryus. The
surge of blackness through the red of its body is all the warning they receives
before the barbed, razor-edge tendrils spiral outward like a nest of vipers to
snare, rip, shred, or otherwise transform its victims into as thin a red paste
as it can.
>S. Ryu wails, tears in his clenched eyes as he looks at the shape his arm is
in..as he does, a rather nasty tingling sensation begins to slowly encompass
the room, with the little one as its epicenter..
>Filia squeals. o_o "Wha....what was that?!?"
>Magus hmmphs. . o O ( It's about time. )
>Ryu Bateson goes up on one foot, reeling from the collision, and also half in
shock of the puddle beneath him, "Wh..wha?" He looks down, not exactly
remembering what that was..until the last moment.
>Bone Fiend's fist rises from the goop, launching upward in a truly
non-regulation attempt to incapacitate its foe. It's playing dirty pool now.
>Filia looks over at the little dragon-boy, and then at the big dragon-boy, and
sweatdrops. She then removes her mace from her garter, and marches over to big
Ryu. "Just what do you think you're doing, letting a child into battle?!?!"
>Ryu Bateson grunts, managing to hold the claw from closing with his strength.
He squints one eye open to look at Filia, "Not..right.. ..now.. ..lady.."
>S. Ryu snarls and clenches his teeth, slowly getting up on one knee, adjusting
his frame. His eyes are daggers as they rest on Es's form, only seeing to make
him more enfuriated.
>Magus takes a step back. "This should be amusing."
>Es-chan smiles wickedly at S. Ryu. Her eyes twinkling in amusement at
him..daring him to charge her directly.
>Bone Fiend's fist retreats into its liquidish form, leaving ripples on its
surface before the whole mass sliiiides back along the floor to resolve itself
into its bony, oozy bipedal form.
>Magus . o O ( Maybe I should destroy one of those minions. Even the odds a
little. )
>Magus . o O ( And then the dragons will be in my debt... hmm... )
>Ryu Bateson falls to the floor on one knee momentarily, seemingly beginning to
tire..sweat drips from his brow quite unhindered..but the glare in his eye
seems to note he is far from finished.
>Magus slowly walks over to the Bone Fiend's general vicinity.
>Bone Fiend senses some bad mojo emanating from Magus (feels it in its bones
*rimshot*) and sidesteps away, keeping its four sockets trained on everything
its attention span can handle.
>Magus stands still, raising a hand.
>S. Ryu's good arm trails to the ground, his hand gripping the ground harder
than a vice. Thoughts about his agony and what Esmerelda will do to his friend,
and even more importantly, what she'll do to Nina to torture him if he lives
through this and lives to see her victory. He stands fully on his leg, then
stamps the other down, tending a felt tremor through the room, and a resounding
echo.
>Magus lowers his hand at the small Ryu's actions
>Es-chan uhohs as the room begins to shake...she glances around, "Well deary...
I have a feeling this room is about to be renovated.." glances over to
Al'hazad..indicating that the hero's are about to Killjoy and tear the place
apart..
>Ryu Bateson stands slowly, and errrs, looking to S. Ryu, "Eheh.. ..are you
doing what I think you are, little guy?" o.o
>Magus looks at Es-chan. "Perhaps we should resume in the streets below?"
>Al'Hazad rises from the ground, the hem of his robe fluttering with his sudden
levitation. He reserves comment for the moment, trying to keep track of
everything.
>S. Ryu's gaze lingers on Esmerelda, a flicker of insanity in it. He throws his
arms downwards to his side and lets out a shriek as he hurls himself into the
air, the ethers around him forming into the shape of a..dragon? A bolt of black
lightening meets him in the air, causing an explosion of black energy with
white jags of lightening lancing across it.
>So much for the room
>Magus takes another step back . o O ( I should avoid the wash... I don't
want to be weakend prematurely... )
>Al'Hazad decides to bail. Discretion isn't just the better part of valor, but
is an easy option for cowards too. [ n ]V
>A globe of brilliant whiteness engulfs Alhazad and then slowly shrinks away
into nothing, collapsing in on itself and taking him with it.
>Alhazad has left.
>Filia has left.
>Es-chan holds an arm before her eyes..as the room begins to disintegrate from
the force..she yells out! "We'll continue THIS..another time!" as she suddenly
is engulfed in a dozen energy serpents..swirling around her in a coccoon..and
then simply fades out..as the room falls to ashes..and the remaining
occupents..fall bellow
>...Not leaving a mark on anything. But when the energy bubble subsides, an
adult dragon of gold lands lightly on the ground, snarling its rage at
Esmerelda. Apparently, its arm is undamaged.
>Esmerelda has left.
>Bone Fiend scrambles to occupy a corner of the room whilst its comrade, the
razorwind, is buffeted into almost nonexistence by the sudden transformation.
>Magus crosses his arms. "That seemed to work."
>Esmerelda pages, "Lets say that Es blew the place up anyway on the way out ^_^"
to Alhazad, Anshi, you, Ryu_Bateson and Sanban_Ryu.
>Magus takes another step back... his cloak being buffeted almost directly behind
him.
>Bone Fiend teleports out of the room.
>Bone Fiend has left.
>Razorwind teleports out of the room.
>Razorwind has left.
>S. Ryu swoops underneath Ryu as the room collapses, making a bee-line straight
through the falling rubble to out of its radius.
>Ryu Bateson is just.. o.o "Heh..well.."
>Magus simply floats straight backwards, out of what used to be the wall
>Sanban_Ryu leaves, with Ryu_Bateson following behind him.
>o
Tyr Road [100]
While still home to hotels and apartment buildings like its cousin to the north
of the city square, the 100 block is less developed, allowing for a few more
structures of commercial nature to have been installed. Among them are the
inevitable fast food chains you would find near the off-ramp during any of your
highway travels. Speaking of which..to your south..the road divides and loops
about through the gap in the mountains to the highway below..the stepped
cut-through here is quite a marvel of human feat and engineering.
[Exits : (T)yr Hotel, (A)lley, and (N)orth ]
[Players : Ryu_Bateson, and Sanban_Ryu ]
[Sleepers: Alhana, Ildon, Metal, and Alyx ]
[Things : None ]
>Trygon floats to the ground onto its taloned feet, clacking to the left and
right for a glimpse of its hated enemy.
>Magus floats down, arms extended to the side. He lands slowly on the street,
utterly unharmed.
>Ryu Bateson rubs the back of his head, before hopping off the dragon's back,
"..well..isn't that just like monsters...always running away. Oh well.."
>Magus says, in a deep voice, "Most interesting... most interesting indeed..."
>Ryu Bateson's back is bleeding, and his head doesn't feel so great, but
otherwise he's tip-top.
>Trygon snarls..quietly..to put it quite frank, not really giving a damn about
the monsters, it only has one thing on its mind; Es.
>Magus crosses his arms, waiting for the reptiles to calm themselves. "..."
>Ryu Bateson looks over to Magus, "And who are you, exactly?" Considering he
didn't get to ask before.. ..he pats his friend on the haunch quietly.
>Trygon stomps towards the alleyway. =.=; It knows a villian's heart.
>Sanban_Ryu leaves, with Ryu_Bateson following behind him.
>a
Tyr-to-Sif Alleyway
A quick (sometimes), sneaky, and somewhat risky method of escaping foes,
avoiding monstrous crushing spheres rolling down the street, ducking speeding
cars, and various other common movie gags. The alleyway is also home, you
find, to little rodent friends with glowing, beady eyes..and, much to your
shock and amazement, you also find that these furred companions have sharp
teeth with which to bite into your leg. Maybe it'd be a good idea to get out
of here as soon as you can.
[Exits : (S)if Way, and (T)yr Road ]
[Players : Ryu_Bateson, Sanban_Ryu, and Esmerelda ]
[Sleepers: Urd, and Skuld ]
[Things : None ]
>Magus follows the dragons, sighing and shaking his head
>Es-chan.... doesn't seem to be here...... hrmm...wrong alley?
>Magus waits for them to give up before answering the prior question.
>Trygon doesn't care about taking chances.. ..instead it rears back its neck and
snaps it forward, hurling a blast of energy down it.
>Ryu Bateson says, "Don't worry, young one.. ..there'll be other times..", he
glances back to Magus.
>Magus . o O ( She is here... I should watch my tongue. )
>Trygon waits several seconds, before it reverts to the young lil' lad with a
golden shimmer. He collapses to his knees, panting. -.-;
>Magus looks down at the two. "Finished?"
>The blast of energy UTTERLY roasts everything in the alleyway..the buildings
start to catch on fire..
>Magus doesn't seem to care
>Ryu Bateson sweatdrops. o O ( Let's let the fire department handle this.. ) "I
suggest we step back out.. n.n;"
>S. Ryu falls unconscious, his left arm starting to knit its injuries eerily..
>Magus looks down the alley. You get the impression he isn't looking at the
damage. "Yes."
>Ryu Bateson picks up the little guy, and takes him with him. n.n
>Magus follows, calmly.
>Es-chan slowly..a mostly melted trashcan is pushed to the side..and a hole in
the ground is revealed.from which..twin serpentine amber eyes watch them walk
off...she hrmphs..then pulls the can back over
>Sanban_Ryu has disconnected.
>Ryu_Bateson has left.
>t
Tyr Road [100]
While still home to hotels and apartment buildings like its cousin to the north
of the city square, the 100 block is less developed, allowing for a few more
structures of commercial nature to have been installed. Among them are the
inevitable fast food chains you would find near the off-ramp during any of your
highway travels. Speaking of which..to your south..the road divides and loops
about through the gap in the mountains to the highway below..the stepped
cut-through here is quite a marvel of human feat and engineering.
[Exits : (T)yr Hotel, (A)lley, and (N)orth ]
[Players : Ryu_Bateson ]
[Sleepers: Alhana, Ildon, Metal, and Alyx ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryu Bateson sets him down on a bench to rest, then looks back up at Magus..his
own injuries seeming to heal themselves with little effort. "As I was asking,
who are you?"
>Magus crosses his arms. "I am known as the Magus, and I am the dire foe of the
being known as Esmerelda..."
>Ryu Bateson glances back off into the alley, knowingly, before his amber eyes
move back to you, as he nods, "I see. Plenty of us have a bone to pick with
that beast.."
>Magus scoffs a moment. "To say the least. She represents all that is evil and
vile in this world... if I had not opposed her for so long, she would have
turned this planet into a living hell."
>Ryu Bateson sweatdrops for a moment, "Well..that might be somewhat of an
exaggeration.. ..but she is a threat to the immediate area, yes. At any rate,
I have the nagging suspicion that you're going to propose something."
>Magus says, plainly. "I do not exaggerate." He pauses a moment to let that sink
in. "Quite perceptive of you. I am ancient, and my righteous power is trong,
but it weakens by the day... while Esmerelda's grows exponentially."
>Ryu Bateson says, "Her kind draws off fear.. ..so she's apparently keeping a
few humans in with her to torture and terrorize so that she can feel confident
of herself." He rubs his chin, "Anyhow..do you have a plan to confront this
menace?"
>Magus inhales slowly, then exhales. "One on one... me against her. the battle
might be even. But she has allies, as you have seen."
>Ryu Bateson says, "That does complicate things, yes..so you're hinting at an
alliance for the time being?" He reaches down, scruffling the sleeping boy's
hair in a brotherly way.
>Magus narrows his eyes. "You and your friend are powerful... even if you do not
know it... you can easily keep her henchmen at bay. If you can manage this
while I confront her directly, we may have a chance."
>Ryu Bateson looks up again, and shrugs his shoulders, "It's worthing giving a
go. I'm with you. I'll ask Ryu here about it when he awakens..I wouldn't want
to press it on him."
>Magus nods. "And do not underestimate her strength in the meanwhile... you are
powerful, but still unskilled."
>Magus turns, preparing to walk away. "If you ever need my assistance, wait in
the town square... I will arrive, in time."
>Ryu Bateson nods his head slowly, "I'll be cautious.. ..in the meanwhile..
Good luck, Magus."
>Magus walks off, cloak billowing out behind him as he vanishes into the night...
>n
You walk north.
City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of
constructions about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped
with off-white snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little
precipitation from being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does
comb and filter its way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the
mountain valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To
your north and west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and
selling various consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be
homes of various architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses
bordering a small alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes
continue, thinning out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly
pedestrian and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin
atop it towers nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also
benches about for taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth, (W)est, (E)ast,
and (F)ountain ]
[Things : Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
>Magus steps back. He takes a moment to survey the surroundings, then chants - a
second later a dark portal opens behind the wizard, and he simply steps back
into it, with both him and the portal disappearing after.
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