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The Eternity Era {Open RP}
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Draenor
Description:
Malice appears to be a middle-aged woman, perhaps in her fifties, though something tends to appear "off" about her. For example, she always has a wide, unsettling grin on her face. Her hair is greying, but is mostly auburn, while her eyes are a brilliant green. A faint green light seems to radiate from behind her pupils and beneath her tear ducts.
Malice quietly walked along the city streets, gleefully grinning at everyone she came across. "So much hatred..." She commented to herself. "Lovely. I think I'll stay here a while."
Post by
Atik
Silvia
Xoroth
"Oooohhhh.... there's that wild side of you...." Silvia smiled, pulling the whip back. "Come then...." She giggled, stepping back.
Post by
Aimsyr
Lerra
Xoroth
Lerra sprang to her feet, she would most likely have broken free from the whip anyway if left to her own devices, but she started to doubt she could win the fight in the long run. It was not that she lacked confidence in her abilities to beat the draenei, she knew she could, but she reluctantly had to admit she found the other woman attractive magic or no magic. Not that she was going to admit that openly and she was still determined to resist for as long as she could. She sighed mentally, she knew that at against this opponent she had was at a massive disadvantage.
The worgen steeled herself and struggled to keep the calm she had maintained in all her prior battles. She deftly drew two full-length energy blades, activating them in quick succession. She uttered no taunt, instead she simply bared her fangs and opened up with a few rapid sweeping attacks designed to drive the seductress back rather than kill her. Seriously wounding or maiming was not out of the question however.
Post by
Atik
Silvia
Xoroth
Silvia's smile did not cease in the slightest as she rose a barrier of twilight magics to block the strikes, leaping into the air and over the worgen's head, she brought the dominatrix down onto her back.
She held a high enough position in the cabal, that there had been many before who had attempted to sieze it from her. Most had expected a quick and easy battle, only to be sorely mistaken.
Post by
Aimsyr
Lerra
Xoroth
Lerra narrowly avoided the whip, she charged her blades with a small amount of fel magic and shattered the shields. She too knew some spells, twilight magic was a type she was unfamiliar with but she relished a challenging fight and temporarily managed to push what would happen if she lost from her mind. The worgen aimed a quick, powerful kick at Silvia's stomach, intending on knocking the draenei to the ground where she would be prone to further attacks.
Post by
Atik
Silvia
Xoroth
Silvia brought the whip down, slashing it across the foot and knocking it down before it could reach her.
She snapped her fingers, shadowy chains grabbing at Lerra's wrists while Silvia brought the dominatrix down at her chest.
Post by
Adamsm
Kalistra Sunstorm, Kor Bloodfist, the Silent One
The Black Ship, Deep Space
"
I'm heading down.
" Kalistra said suddenly into both the com and to the Silent One and headed off. As she switched off the device, she heard Kor telling her not to come.
"
Damn her.
" Kor snarled, ducking back as the most recent energy blasts were ricocheted back towards them by the Templar's light blade. The Fel-Sworn growled to himself, watching the blast pattern then waved at few of his commandos standing off from the line of fire. "
Let the blasters fire off two loads, then unload your guns at him.
" He ordered, and the soldiers took up position, waiting.
The blasters fired off their rounds, then the slug throwers opened up. From the other end of the corridor, the blasts were knocked back, then a cry of pain was heard as a few of the heavy shot found their target. Growling in satisfaction, Kor gave the signal for another round of blasts and started moving down the corridor, holding a door he had ripped off the wall as a shield to get closer.
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Post by
Aimsyr
Lerra
Xoroth
The whip struck the bounty hunter's chest on the full, but the pain only made her more determined. She wrenched her hands free from the shadowy chains and charged Silvia, slamming into the draenei with all her might.
Post by
Adamsm
Kalistra Sunstorm, Kor Bloodfist, the Silent One
The Black Ship, Deep Space
Down in the lower corridors, the battle was heating up: the Templar had taken down another 5 of the raiders, but had gotten some wounds as more and more of the commandos switched to slug throwers which were harder for the light blade to deflect.
Kor chuckled darkly to himself as he crouched behind the make shift door shield, then raised his voice. "
Templar, surrender now!
"
"Never." Came the calm response and Kor and the door were sent skidding back as heavy force struck it.
"
Fine.
" The Fel-Sworn snorted and pushed the door forward, scrapping it across the deck as he charged towards the Templar, his men letting loose a new round of fire to keep the other down.
There was a loud clang as the door got wedged and Kor was staggered back...just as the light blade poked through the door and scoured a hit along the side of the demon orc who howled. "Point for me." The Templar said and the door slammed into Kor, knocking him sprawling and flew towards the commandos who scattered, except for one who was crushed under the heavy object.
The Templar, an aged Draenei hobbled forward, favouring his bad leg as he tried to get out of the corridor. He cried out though as Kor reached out and grabbed onto his bad leg, then pulled the Templar off his feet.
"
Good trick, have any others?
" Kor snarled, pulling his sword free and slicing down at the draenei, who blocked the blow with his light blade and grunted as the mass of the demon-orc began to push it back towards him.
"A few." The Templar answered tersely, and tried to move one of his hands to send a force blast at Kor. The Fel-Sworn though saw it coming and reached out for the hand and squeezed hard, cracking sounds heard as the Draenei tried to twist his blade around.
Post by
Atik
Silvia
Xoroth
Silvia was sent falling backwards, her arm outstretched and touching Lerra's forehead. She smiled, ramming into the worgen's mind with an enslavement spell.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Draenor
Malice followed the man into the bar. She had no real reason for doing so, but she rarely ever had a real reason for most of the things she did these days.
Post by
Atik
Kash-Narot
Draenor
The Na'Sanna had found his way to the bar as well, a little suprised by the appearance of some of the species around the planet.
He had sheathed his sword on his belt, still feeling dreadfully exposed due to the large opening in his armor that left his back exposed.
He took a sip of the drink he had decided to order. The taste was bitter, but he was parched. He tried the comm interface in his helmet for the hundreth time, and still came up with nothing but static.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Draenor
Malice found the bar delightfully seedy. She sat down at the counter, but did not order anything. She grinned cheerfully at the man next to her.
"My friend doesn't like you," the man informed her.
"That's not completely unwarranted," Malice laughed.
"I don't like you either," the man added, looking like he was picking a fight.
Malice gently touched him on the shoulder, and after a moment he fell over, comatose.
Post by
Atik
Kash-Narot
Draenor
Narot stared, suprised. He glanced around, noticing that noone seemed to be interested in confronting the woman about her actions.
He gripped the handle of his blade for a moment, considering his actions.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Draenor
"I'd like a chicken, please," Malice requested the bartender. Soon she was staring at a plate of chicken wings. "What kind of chicken possesses so many wings, I wonder?" She asked herself. "And where have its other parts gone?"
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355559
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Post by
Atik
Kash-Narot
Draenor
Narot drew his weapon, but didn't attack yet.
Post by
Adamsm
Kalistra Sunstorm, Kor Bloodfist, the Silent One
The Black Ship, Deep Space
Kali had arrived on the scene and merely watched, along with the rest of the commandos, as Kor and the Templar fought. The corridor walls, floor and ceiling were covered in marks from the two weapons, and both combatants were covered with wounds; Kor had taken the light blade through his shoulder, and the Templar had been cut badly at the right hip.
The draenei tried again to use a force blast on demon-orc, but Kor merely hung onto him, so that both of them were sent sprawling....but Kor had landed on top, and with a savage grin, drove his sword into the wrist of the hand the Templar was holding his light blade with, taking it off. The Templar made no sound, and Kor followed up the strike with repeated blows to the draenei's face, finally knocking him out. The Fel-Sworn grabbed the stump and cauterized with a brief flash of fel flames and slowly stood up, swaying.
He looked over at Kali and shrugged. "
Told you I could handle it.
" He growled, as a pair of the commandos went to support him as he headed slowly back towards the
Black Ship
.
"
Yes, you did.
" Kali said simply, walking over to the Templar and grabbing one of his legs then dragged him along back towards the ball room.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Draenor
Malice turned to face the sound of the commotion. It sounded almost like a fight.
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