The Fantasy RPG

[Anaclagon]

"We've been heard..." A dragon responded. This would prove pointless...if turned out like the last one.

"It seems we have to stay quieter...send others, regroup everybody..." Ancalagon snarled back to the dragon behind him. He did not realize that this mountain was such a danger but then it hit him, like a fireball to the head.

That noise most likely was the dragon what that dragon Stmieak was talking about. It did not sound happy...and they most likely were to be targeted.

Two dragons headed to each off the groups that were heading for the sides of the mountain but from the noise, they most likely they knew what was going on. Ancalagon stayed in the air and began to look at the others as he sniffed the air...what to do next was still in question.

[The Kingpin]

The peak seemed to explode with a plume of smoke, fiery energy radiating from within as lava began to run down the side of it. out from beneath, a pair of gigantic black wings emerged, a huge black Dragon's head with 6 red horns jutting out of the back, two massive tusks sticking out of it's lower jaw, pointing upwards smoke billowing from it's mouth, it's blazing red eyes zipping from side to side as it stood to it's full height, the behemoth dwarving the Demon Dragons, being over double the size of even the largest among them. it beat it's massive wings, lifting itself into the air as it unleashed a booming, unearthly roar as it spotted the Demon Dragons. "You disgusting flies have entered my domain for the last time!" snarled a deep, demonic, yet feminine voice. Furiana the Kinslayer had been disturbed...and she did not intend on letting the tresspassers escape this time...

[Anaclagon]

Ancalagon eyed the newcomer...things were easier before with the Elves but they just kept making mistakes. The smaller ones intented on fleeing but the older ones snarled at them...if they were going to die, they wouldnt go down without fighting. They were just creatures under Beliar...nothing more...nothing less.

Ancalagon hissed back in reply "If that is your response..." The Black Dragon dashed foward, a clawed hand striking the side of the female dragon, a trail of thin blackish fog, radiating of the strike. Poison from the claws were now entering his foe's body. Ancalagon then used his jaws as he sank his jaws, sinking them on to where the neck and the shoulder met as he attempted to bring the dragon down..

[The Kingpin]

The Dragon snarled in amusement as a massive black fireball blasted into the Dragon, launching it right at it's followers, crushing several under it as her clawed hand glowed white for a moment, as she put it to the wound, healing it and removing the poison in one swift move, another massive black fireball being launched at the Dragons as she beat her wings hard, the downdraft disabling flight for the smaller Dragons from the shear strength of it...

[Anaclagon]

Ancalagon spun around, a tail smashing into the skull of his enemy with thunderous force, his hellish eyes looking up towards his creature as he began to think of his next move...using fire at the moment was just about useless. In other cases, the others dragons began to spread out...they knew they had to keep their distance and just watch. They tried anything...they would just be turned upon...this was install displince amoung the group and to see if the current figure fighting was worth to be in command of the group by killing his enemy and saving the others.

[The Kingpin]

the blazing red, pupil-less eyes of the Dragon stared at the smaller Demon with amusement as Furiana grabbed it by the tail, crushing it in her powerful grip as she bit onto the Demon Dragon's back, her two tusks digging deep into it's side as she heaved him up and around, sending him flying towards the mountain-side, slamming into it with bone breaking force as a large black pulse beam was fired from the massive Dragon's clawed hands...an instant death spell...the Demon had split seconds to dodge it...

[Anaclagon]

Ancalagon rolled out into the side...just barely avoiding the attack. The Black Dragon then began to fly foward as he unleashed his "Fire Flight" not wanting to think on how close he was to dying. With his Fire Flight fired, A dragon of his size made off pure, hellish flames soared through the air...slamming into the dragon before him with devasting force as Anaclagon continued to move foward...seeing if the attacked was just a failure or actually a sucess..

[The Kingpin]

the Gargantuan grunted at the impact, her black scales only slightly singed, her Red Dragon blood giving her almost complete resilience to fire. she suddenly shot forward with frightening speed, grabbing the Dragon by the neck and heaving it along with her, flying low, dragging the Demon against the jagged rocks of the mountains, shredding the flesh on it's back as well as it's wings as she charged a fireball, before suddenly pulling up, swinging her scythe-like tail upwards, slashing against the flesh, missing the actual target, but slicing a whole layer of flesh off as she brought her legs up, kicking the Dragon into the air, firing the fireball at it as it was knocked upwards, blowing it back, the Dragon plummeting to the ground, smoke billowing from it's burnt body as two streams of black smoke shot from her nostrils...

[Anaclagon]

Ancalagon just stopped moving...and shutted his eyes. He had no idea if he was being knocked out or he was dying but he accepted it. He was just a tool..a weapon.

The others watched as ancalagon just hit the ground...seemingly lifeless. Due to this they all randomly began to flee in random directions..the group was disbanded.

[The Kingpin]

"Oh no you don't!" boomed the Dragon as a shrieking roar echoed through the skies for hundreds of miles, the Dragon raising her clawed hand into the air, black energy swirling around it, before launching out in the form of numerous Grim Reaper-like spirits, which shot at all the Dragons that had tried to flee, binding with them and killing their wings, the Dragons colliding with the ground hard as another booming roar echoed through the mountain range and around it. choosing one, Furiana dove down, and plucked it up, lifting it into the air, staring into it's fearful eyes with a wicked grin as she snarled "Why don't i show you why even Beliar doesn't dare enter my domain?". one of her claws changed colour, from red turning black with red runes covering them, though dull in colour. with a grin, she rammed the claw into the Demon's chest, her entire arm glowing red with runes as the Demon writhed in agony in her powerful grasp, a grin of pleasure creeping onto her face as she litterally tore apart the Demonic spirit within, destroying everything along with it, the internal organs bursting as the veins widened, blood flowing freely through them, the Demon writhing and spasming with a horrific amount of pain, it's eyeballs bursting as bright red energy seemed to flood out of the demon as Furiana drew every essence of it's being out of it, killing it's entire body off in the process, leaving only the mind intact, along with the entire nervous system, before finally drawing her claw from the body as it seemed to writhe endlessly, a cruel grin on her face as she hissed "And so you shall remain....in a world of eternal pain....FOREVER" she snarled with a cold laugh as she dropped the writhing Demon, without any hope of ever recovering, and not being able to die due to it's lack of need of sustainence. it was doomed to lay there on the mountain side forever, in a world of endless pain and agony and suffering. she then turned as she raised her hand, the Reaper spirits being commanded to do the same with all the Dragons they had caught, leaving the entire Dragon platoon to suffer for eternity on the mountain side, their demonic spirits in so many pieces even Beliar himself wouldn't be able to save them from the suffering she had cursed them with. the Leader was left, in a smoking crater from it's collision with the earth. the Black/Red hybrid Dragoness turned her back on the Demon Dragons, a chorus of pained roars to echo throughout her realm forever, music to her ears, a clear warning to all others as to what would happen to those who dared to disturb her...

[Doc 42]

Drionach growled "Within the Spire itself, in a vault of ice... And no, The spire is hundreads of kilometers from where she is said to live. If he had been wounded, he wouldn't have made it that far... As for Stimeak... Just another bloody murder to add to his record... Believe me Inferno, if I had known Mortus was in trouble, I would've gone there to help and put down the worthless excuse for a dragon once and for all..." It was odd... Inferno didn't seem to suprised at the idea of Stimeak killing Mortus... Drionach smiled slightly, decideing that Inferno had finally realised what Stimeak really was... insane.
Shimmerwing was studieing Septimus's face, searching for any expression...

[The Kingpin]

"None of us knew. it was just his fate, i guess" growled Inferno, head lowered somewhat. his eyes widened for a moment. "What if the reason Mortus headed that way in the first place WAS the Silver Gem?" he growled, eyes reducing to slits at a realisation. "What if the reason he went there was to take the Silver Gem for himself?" he growled thoughtfully. Septimus watched on, eyes wide, intrigue showing in his eyes as he watched his Mentor silently...

[Doc 42]

Drionach hummed to himself for a moment before hissing "Well... In that case... It would seem Stimeak is innocent. Chances are the gems Guardian injured him to the point of suicide..." He thought about this latest relevation... thinking about his new guardian as well. He had already been introduced to it upon finding the gem, though the silver falcon was no where to be seen at the moment.

[The Kingpin]

"Possible.....Personally, i don't think Stimeak would have the power to dispatch Mortus. at least, not then" growled Inferno thoughtfully as he rubbed a claw over the Red Alariel gem on his crown, which was held in place by a silver and gold snake....

[Legendary Elite]

When Garroth had finished the meal he decide rest would be a good option. Pushing away the remains of the deer aside, he curled up on the large stump and eventually falling into a deep sleep...

[TyrannoTitan]

A gust of flames flew toward a man-like figure, dressed in a dark robe, mace in one hand and sword in the other. The flames stopped as they neared the man, shooting off in random directions, an invisible sphere protecting him as he walked forward. The source of the flames, a massive red dragon, snarled and bellowed angrily, annoyed at the intrusion. The Witch King continued forward, weapons raised in each hand, moving quickly to one side as the red dragon's jaws snapped shut next to him, slamming his mace down onto the dragon's head, making its massive skull hit the earth hard. As it shrieked in pain, the Witch King swung his sword as it tryed to back away, slicing effortlessly through its scales, red blood exploding from the wound, the red dragon bellowing in pain once more, enraged as flames exploded from the ground around it. The Witch King continued his movement forward, the flames, upon nearing him, redirecting toward the dragon, slamming against its scales. Being a red dragon, the attack didn't do much, but the beast was angered that it was loosing. As it slashed at the man with his massive claws, the Witch King swung his sword up, the metal clashing with the sharp claws, holding them both still. Just then, the Witch King swung his mace up over his head before wrenching it down, a sickening crack echoing around the chamber as the red dragon's hand went limp. Lifting the sword, a beam of flames shot from the tip, hitting the area above the dragon, the beast too distracted by its broken limb to notice, just thinking the man missed his mark. Suddenly a large chunk of rock collapsed down onto the red dragon's back, pushing its head forward. The sword was stabbed in between it's eyes, the mace coming down onto its skull, caving in the bone, killing it instantly. As the body went limp, the Witch King pulled the sword from the corpse, turning around as he headed out of the chamber. It was another dragon slain to make sure the demonic armies were undisturbed in the captured area....

[C S]

Gallant burst out from the surrounding forest on horse back, his black horse clashing with his off white armor. The knight drew his sword, aiming to skewer the Witch King, a large bounty had been placed on him, a rougue with the skill of the highest class of knight was quite feared nowadays

[TyrannoTitan]

The Witch King raised his hand, the air around him seeming to explode, sending a wave of energy out at all angles, knocking the knight off of his horse completely, sending the horse to the ground aswell. The Witch King stood still, his unseen eyes staring down at the fallen warrior...

[C S]

Gallant was dazed. The description of this entity was 100% accurate, "Highly skilled in magic and rumors that he is better at hand to hand" If he was so advanced with magic, Gallant thaught of dropping his sword in surrender. He then cursed, getting to his feet. A knight fights to protect and dies in battle, no surrender. The knight got to his feet and charged, his sword by his side and he ran, upper body tilted foward abit.

[TyrannoTitan]

The mace slammed against the knight's stomach, sending him soaring into the air briefly, eventually falling back to the ground, landing hard from the blow. "Foolish man..." the Witch King hissed, slowly walking toward the fallen man, weapons raised out to his sides....