Belongings: Ragged robes, noble garbs, medium armour (chain mail, steel breastplate), “Kingslayer", Captain’s Skull, “King of Black Waters” (Warship)
Known Dark Arts: Soul Obliteration (Cost High), Zone of Secularity (Cost Very High), Dark Imply (Cost Low), Shadow Step (Cost Range Dependent), Dark Storm (High, Medium upkeep)
Evil Power: Nigh Human Potential
Minions and Allies of Note: Catharine (Mistress), Sailors (531), Mage neophytes - Children (23), Quoth (Raven Familiar), Kelgris (Clockwork Dragon), Gregor and Mirada (Master Engineer and Apprentice), Brem (Angelfalls East Slums crime lord)

The sight of the seas and the grand fleet fades with a blur around you as your vision tunnels and reality falls back into place around you. You stand once more in the dark tower’s last chamber, spiralling up toward the pointed conical roof. Once more you see the interior of the room being dominated by the glass cylinder, a weak and pulsating white light hovering at the center illuminating the room ever so slightly. The mechanisms for this room so much more apparent now, they are there so that the stone walls around the devise may give way. This devise is far from operational, but it is weapon of devastating magical power, it is no wonder why the elves would choose to return to this city.

As the last of reality falls back into place at the corner of your vision you can hear foot steps and muffled voices coming slowly up from the only stairs leading back down to the lower keep and great citadel bridge.

fuck yeah, evil quest!

Corrupt that shit.

Walking towards the cylinder buzzing and humming with a radiant magical aura you hold out your own hand and reach out to touch the glass surface. Instantly you can feel the hairs all over your body stand on end as the excess energy exudes from the pulsating orb held within and courses through your body. It is a far cry from the power that you swear to have just witnessed from some place or some time.

You summon the black smoky tendrils to writhe around your outstretched arm and slither to your palm and the smoke then slithers around the surface of the glass. It cannot so easily penetrate inward, the glass is meant to keep what's kept inside from getting out, but with no knowledge of the device, no way to get it in. But still the snake like trails of black smoke slither and slide around it until they eventually spread out so thin they are barely visible, yet you can still feel it there.

Behind you the doors to the room begin to creak open.

>>12021572
Suck the energy out of it.

>>12021595
This proves impossible, the type of magic energy pulsating from this device is incompatible with your own.

Behind you the doors swung wide open two figures emerge into the room along with a man's voice that sounds clear above the low background humming.

"-three more days and." The voice stops dead in its tracks. "Who by the Gods?"

The man's company, a woman, bellows out, "Stand back my liege!" With a staff lowered and pointed at you a white flash and bolt of electricity lashes out and impacts against your back, leaving a scorch mark on your skin as the residue current leaps over your body, but your muscles do not give way, that blast was obviously meant to incapacitate a lesser foe.

The woman's voice speaks up once again after a few seconds "...That should have... No.... it couldn't be."

SHADOWSTEP BEHIND THEM IF POSSIBLE, OR JUST CHARGE AND SLICE THEM!

Goal = make people distrust elves, elves distrust people. Mark weapon for later corruption, corrupt when big battle and is known as elf weapon, zap humans and foment peoples rebellion.

As the woman prepares and charges for a deadly blast this time you phase out of existence as your form disintegrates into shadowy mist and falls to the floor scattering like mist in the wind. A small crater is cut from the stone as the lightning bolt lashes out at the ground where you once stood.

A second later you are behind the two figures with Kingslayer raised and with a mighty swing bring it down diagonally from their right shoulders down to their hips. But there is a clang of steel and a white shimmering light encasing a small silver sheened foil. The spectral after image of your blade is halted as well, and the other sword does not freeze. The man had pulled out his sword and raised it behind his back to parry the blow. He did not have the power to stop stop the blow but your own sword runs along the other and is diverted from its path and puts the two out of harms way. Using his other hand he guides his accomplice behind him.

It is Prince Aldwerin and his own face contorts with anger as the light of your swords and magic clashing reveal both of your faces. Your magics cannot hide your presence any longer.

The Prince speaks without the fear you are familiar with in those who see your true face, "I Knew you come eventually monster... But to my own house, how rash of you."

Use a smaller version of Dark Storm to shoot some red lightning at their asses, then hack and slash. Don't let up, don't give them a chance to breathe, be on constant attack, Patton style.

Without a word in response you lower Kingslayer and with your other hand lash out with your own red tinted lightning. At first the electricity envelops the Prince eating away at some enchantment on his armour, but as you advance he takes steps back grimacing as you can see the silver sheen armour glow red hot as it gets warmer and warmer, but a blue magical aura starts forming like a cloth being weaved in fast motion. The red hot glow of the armour slowly fades away, although many of the runes you now notice covering his armour seem faded or scratched away, probably the enchantment inscriptions now made visible from your attack.

From behind the Prince a voice speaks out, cold, calculating, strained, “It is not magic I know. I am sorry lord; I could not protect you fast enough.”

Again and again you assault the pair, but as the barrier strips away it is replaced, the female elf is seen under greater and greater strain, but you are running out of power yourself and your lashes of electricity become less fierce.

“I know now for sure. That stench, it is the same as so many centuries ago.” The Prince’s leather gloves creak on the pummel of his foil. "What's the matter monster? You forget how to speak?" Back on the offensive he lashes out with his sword raised high and then plunging back down toward your chest.

>>12022135
Parry. Thrust.

"Die."

Anyone else here?

We really should have bugged out long ago.

>>12022135
>>12022177
Step forward as we parry and dirve a fist into the elfs chest. He'll probably be able to dodge if we go for the face.

You bring Kingslayer up to parry the blow and return with your own thrust, but the Prince’s foil is not very affected by the parry as it comes back into control faster and with a lunge dives into your left shoulder two inches in. But your fist connects with his collar bone and sends him flying back his feet lifted from the ground. Skidding across the floor he eventually comes to a stop near the edge of the room. Then quickly leaping up to his feet with his accomplace laying her glowing blue hands on the wound your fist delivered. Raiding himself back to his feet the Prince takes a defencive stance. His face does not seem to show the same composure.

You grit your teeth in pain at the blow, but the pain soon becomes searing, in fact the wound although fine and unnoticeable burns around its entry point with a white fire, the fire is not hot, but it sizzles and burns against your skin. The fire continues to grow larger and larger threatening to envelop your whole shoulder in a mater of seconds.

The prince's confidence returns and he mocks you as he approaches and begins to circle around you each step sliding slowly across the stone floor, “Archsilver. A metal so pure, only found in the grand Elven lands of the mystical forests across the ocean. I’m sure to something like you it must be unbearable…”

Pull it out of our shoulder. Laugh at him. Two inches in is going to produce a good amount of blood.

Evil blood. Dripping down and coating it.

>>12022309
Could Kingslayer's freezing effects be used to ease the discomfort or is that just silly?

>>12022309
>>12022309
"It's not as bad as you'd like to think." Focus a bit evil power on the location of the wound. If residual purity is causing problems then we'll simply recorrupt the flesh.

>>12022424
(That Would work actually)

Sliding the flat of Kingslayer from tip to hilt over your burning shoulder you smother the burning white flame. The fire is snuffed out, but you can still feel a sense of numbness in that shoulder. Your left arm will not move as fast until it heals.

Splash some of our blood from our wound on the large crystal in the center of the room.

>>12022309
As the prince circles us is his mage circling with him?

>>12022523
Might be ill advised with two not incapacitated elves in the room with us.

Shadow step beside the woman and take her out of the fight, either by death, maiming, loss of consciousness, or perhaps by being taken hostage.

The prince would have to be agile indeed to defend the both of them.

>>12022526
Yes she is, she is staying behind him trying to keep a barrier up against any of your dark arts you would throw at him. As long as you keep that up, she wont be able to handle much else. but it will tire you out and the Prince can take advantage of that.

>>12022523
Cauterized by frost, and it wasn't much of a wound to start, the silver's properties is what is frightening.

>>12022455
"I can sense the foulness of that cursed artifact from here. That you could simply enslave souls like that for just a weapon... There are more reasons to keep you from walking the earth freely then there are stars in the sky."

>>12022568
Smile creepily. "With time even the stars burn away to nothingness."

>>12022568
Does the clothing we are wearing right now include a cloak?

>>12022568
Perhaps it is time to beat a short retreat for now. As long as that woman can shield him, we will have great difficulty touching him. Can we do an AoE attack to affect the ground around us and separate them? Perhaps shatter the floor or Shadowstep the woman away from him? Even better if we can disappear altogether with her.

>>12022608
But this could be our best chance to deal with them. He has no guards with him right now. That will change if we don't finish things.

>>12022628
I'd still like to cripple him further - if we can possibly drag her out of the room with magics and then come back, that would be useful.

>>12022597
"And a fire burns twice as bright burns for so very little. You are against the whole world now monster, you will fade away before long when you see there is nothing for you now."

>>12022552
Blotting out from existence you repeat the same technique once again aiming only for the girl this time. The Prince is not even looking when you bring sword down, but before either of them moves the sword moves first and the prince's body follows after it turning your blade away to the side as the two of them leap out of the way.

"Do you think the same trick will work on me twice monster?"

Odd, very odd.

>>12022603
Yes

>>12022679
"Tell me Prince, why do you fight for this corrupt world. You declare yourself the savior of your little world of good, but I was born cursed with this destiny. I have known naught but darkness since the formation of my soul, and you condemn me for it. I look at your world of light and I see the shadows that it casts upon your souls. You all have the same darkness in your hearts, but it is I who am true to it. You know that it is in the nature of every breathing thing that walks upon this cursed world, and eventually it will twist your illusion of a world into stark reality. All that I am doing is making you prepared for what you will have to face."

>>12022748
Followed by Dark Imply on that Woman of his. Eat away at her mind. At her heart. At the foundations of her world. Twist her.

Trick shadow step.

Imagine a triangle. We shadow step away from the first point, to the second, but only for and instant before reappearing at the third for a strike.

>>12022798
Now you're thinking with Portals. Multiple shadow steps in rapid succession. Misdirection is key. Even if we can stick our sword arm through one while in another area.

>>12022798
>>12022811
Magic sword. Good luck with that.

Could we bring part of the roof down on them with a storm?

>>12022679
>>12022679
Ok, Launch a quick series of strikes and feints at the prince, push him back towards the mage. We then make as if we're sending a burst of dark lightning at the prince once again. This will cause the mage to at the very least slow down as she concentrates to keep the prince safe. We use this moment to tear off our cloak and hurl it over the princes head to blind him, while doing that e hurl our sword like a spear and impale the mage. then with her barrier down we use the lightning we feinted with to blast the prince.

"Hmph." The Prince whips his hair aside and turns his nose in contempt. "After you were defeated we elves no longer needed to guard the world against you and your kind. We left the lands to the humans and the dwarfs left the humans to burrow deeper within the earth. Even the last of your army scattered pillaged the lands, but Valtir's curse, that evil could not continue, eventually they aged and died and were no more. I know not how you returned, but your kind are gone forever. You are alone."

With his sword raised once again and balanced lightly in the palm of his open hand the prince prepares to lunge again.

"There may be desire, but not without reason. Not without love and sacrifice. Something you could never understand."

Mustering a great deal of your strength you cover yourself once again in the black mist, but you do not fade away and melt into the stone floor, rather you continue approaching the Prince. The Prince remains still watching you. You fade out for a moment, and reappear nearby for a moment before returning to your previous location. Next you appear behind you, and then behind the Prince, but at the last second once more in front of him. The mist swirls around like a storm at ankle high along the floor.

Finally you drive your sword forward, in front of you stand on their flank. The Prince's sword thrusts into the misty afterimage in front of him, but his neck turns to look at you. Your sword rushes forward and upwards and it bites flesh but the weight you lift up is lighter then you thought.

A robed figure grasps the tip of your blade with hands turning black from the cold trying not to fall further down the blade. Blood erupts from her mouth and showers down upon you. The Prince's face is horrified, but his blade is still thrust into your after image that only now turns back into mist. Finally her strength gives out and her body slides down the blade toward you. But with a fire in her eyes she pushes with frostbitten hands into your chest and lets loose a mighty blow of magical force that sends you and blade in hand across the room slamming hard into the wall opposite. You can feel your own eyes not burning with the same intensity a moment ago, you are drained. But you watch the sad scene before you as you slide to the floor sitting with your back sore and against the wall. Dust falling from the ceiling.

>>12022936
I like the idea but it needs a little refining. The cloak trick is probably well known so the prince will know we mean to blind him obviously. What he may not realize is that the billowing cloak also casts a wide shadow. So as he is trying to dodge our attack we shadow step right out of the darkness of the cloak itself and cut him in half.

Sure is railroading into not letting us kill this motherfucker up in this bitch.

THOT.

create tiny motes of shadow and scatter them through out the area, the aim being to use these points as a locus for manifesting powers remotely from any angle, aswell as for extra sensorial perception

And that would be the vaunted love.

>>12023079
don't think we have the strength for that anymore.

>>12023041
We aren't fighting a brick, we are fighting possibly one of their strongest warriors AND his archmage.
>>12022989
Alright, he's distracted, soon that will turn to anger and he might hurt us badly, time to go. Shadow step away if you can. Part with these words:
"Well, that was entertaining but I have already finished what I came here to do."
*Look to the Orb*
I cannot wait to see how badly your weapon falters."
Cue evil laughter and leave. Maybe if he believes we succeeded he might not use it against us or at least leave it alone.

take a moment to catch our breath while playing dead. hopefully elfboys unfamiliarity with dirty fighting will let us lure him close and suprise him

the guile of partial truth cannot be overstated, this is the hour of our discontent


"can you not see? even if we were to not exist, even with perfect harmonious efficiency, this universe will still wind down, know then that to truely exist is to exist without restraint, let your mind soar boundless as you grasp for fufilment, and you will know contentedness..."

this is our dogma, let all hear it, starting with this man, and rejoyce,

NO. we have to finish this now, we might not get this chance again, they might be prepared next time

>>12023132
No I still think we can win this. The key is our cloak. We lock blades with him and then use the cloak to bind the two swords together. then we drop our sword and the weight drags his sword and arm down so we can grab ahold of him with both hands and smash our forehead into his face to stun him, then beat him to death with our bare hands.

>>12023132
"Well, that was entertaining but I have already finished what I came here to do. I cannot wait to see how badly your weapon falters." As you look at the orb you can still make out even with vision that is blurry your mark is still there. "I guess you were right, Prince. Sacrifice. How sad... and weak. Can you not see? even if we were to not exist, even with perfect harmonious efficiency, this universe will still wind down, know then that to truly exist is to exist without restraint, let your mind soar boundless as you grasp for fulfilment, and you will know contentedness..."

It is painful to raise to your feet and you are not completely steady even when back on both feet, but when you try to shadow-step away, you cannot muster enough strength. On the other side of the room the Prince is cradling the woman on the floor, a pool of blood has formed and you can see ice crusted up her neck that has spread from the wound. She might shatter at any moment before dying from how critical that mortal wound was.

The Prince suddenly looks up at you with anger in his eyes. It feels like a different kind of hate.

>>12023262
If we don't start quoting Star Wars at him right now I'm going to be very disappointed

>>12023107


yeah, but the draw here is that it would only need a tiny expenditure of energy, while adding alot of utility

>>12023262
Oh, hell. Do we have the soul of the mage in our sword now?

If yes, "Do you miss her? She's closer than you might think. You can be with her again." Hold up the sword. "She's right here. Waiting for you." Start towards him. Keep our voice flat. "The two of you can suffer together in the cold for the rest of eternity."

>>12023262
>>12023371

>"yeeeeEEEEESSSSS.... let the hate flow through you, strike me down with all your anger!"

*if weve got the juice, create a simulacrum of shadow to simply stand there if he charges, when he strikes step back and let him bowl through the shadow, and then let it grasp him in its tendrils, let darkness pour through the spiritual holes opened by hate, and add too it. we canot best him with might, we must break him with other means*

(Short commercial break, preparing dinner. eta 15 minutes)

>>12023400


well lets file it for later use. we got limited resources to work with here.

>>12023262
Nice, if we can stoke this hate and anger we can use it our advantage. Except for right now, now we are going to get our ass handed to us if he fights us. Are we completely powerless essentially? If so time to call in back up. Get that lovely engine of death Kelgris to swoop in for a dramatic exit. We may need to leave the city if the elves can track us now. Till then, keep distracting him and inching towards a window or opening.
"A pity her magic wasn't strong enough to save herself...but do not despair, her blood may stain your hands but know that she's safe...
*Caress Kingslayer*
...Right here."

(Wow, nice job guys. It's my first time reading any of this material from your thread, but i really have to admit, i'm very impressed. I'm dying to see how this all turns out now. lol)

>>12023522


i think it might be useful in this situation, we,ve got to win this with guile, and if we can string him along, avoid his blade while stinging him with >WERDWERDSWERDS, he probably wont be paying attention too all the little pinpoints that are filling the room, thats when we assume direct control and lash him from behind

>>12023679
Yeah but we can't even muster up enough strengt to shadowstep. Where are we going to get the energy to try a completely new ability?

>>12023486
>>12023558
You pull yourself along the wall towards the exit, there are no windows to speak of, somehow this room opens up to the outside, but you do not know how. And the constant humming of the orb puts up so much background disturbance you feel your voice to Kelgris cannot be heard, but nor can the Prince be heard. You mock the Prince as you move along. "Do you miss her? She hasn't gone very far. I'm sure you know what she gave up to prevent the inevitable for you." You caress the edge of the sword. "Maybe you want to join her now? You will never pull her out, even if I should go first."

The Prince rises to his feet, and calmly speaks with heaving shoulders, "You monster... Do you enjoy this all that much? Have you not had enough that you would be so sick and twisted to do the same thing over and over again?"

Again? Did something like this happen before?

The Prince lowers his foil once again and from his belt pulls out from the fallen mage on the floor a main gauche, intricate and ornate, something of noble origin.

i dunno bout the silver schwoard, but that dagger thing looks like phat loot

why arnt we egging his anger on? YOU SAID THERE WOULD BE ANGER EGGMAN

>>12023855
Pull the cloak off our shoulders. we can wield it as a makeshift gladiator net

Now armed and dual wielding the Prince rushes and lunges at you. You bring Kingslayer to parry his foil and when the main gauche comes in for a quick jab with the cloak in your other arm you wrap it around and catch it in the fabric. Wrenching on the blade you can hear the poor fabric begin to tear. The Prince is frantic and angry, and he brings the foil in for another blow at your thigh while you have him caught in close quarters. It will be hard to wield your own blade though.

>>12023997
Do this, and after he charges us try and maneuver towards ice lady. She's so fragile right now he might try to avoid hurting her corpse. This may present an opening.

>>12024133
Wouldn't it be more evil if we used her as a club? Pick her up and swing her at the prince; if he attacks the body, evil, if he avoids, we get to kill him. Win-win!

grapple his hands and KNEE TO THE GROIN, combo with shin kick for ULTRAA-ULTRAA-ULTRAA

>>12024104
>>12024104

His mistake. Sweep the foil out and aside with kingslayer while pulling close and siezing the arm with the main gauche. Then drag him in close and smash our forehead into the bridge of his nose.

"To tell the truth I'm sorry I had to kill the bitch. I would rather have broken her and made her into one of my mistresses."

>>12024239
It's not evil to strike a frozen corpse.

>>12024254
"And ravage her every night.

. . .

Come to think of it, I still might do that."

>>12023766

point


lets keep up >implying the shit out of him

You try to parry with Kingslayer, but you are unable to do so in time and the foil pierces through your thigh, missing bone and going straight through. The Prince pulls it back out quickly and readies to do so again. But with your left arm you grab him by his other arm and squeeze down hard keeping him from moving. Then you bring your forehead down and smash it down onto his forehead. With the Prince dazed you follow up with powerful jab of your fist clenched around Kingslayer sending the elf to the ground and skidding across the floor until finally coming to a rolling stop. Caught in your now ripped cloak is the main gauche, but the Prince still manages to keep an unbreakable grip on that sword of his.

"To tell the truth I'm sorry I had to kill the bitch. I would rather have broken-" Your mocking is brought to a sudden halt as you feel the pain of the searing wound on your leg that has already caught fire. And once again the Elf groans and screams through clenched teeth at the pain and gets back onto his feet to charge you once again, preparing for another lunge.

>>12024385
Soul Obliteration - point blank.

little love for quests tonight

>>12024385
reverse our grip on kingslayer and freeze the wound while we rstoop and grab the main gauche from the ground. we won't have time to stand so Catch the lunge with it and keep the foil blade high, and then thrust into the princes groin with the pommel of kingslayer.

>>12024399
Too dangerous right now, he has too much energy we don't have enough. We need to hit him some more because a Soul Oblit will probably make us pass out at this point.

>>12024385
Pick up the cloak and swing it so it wraps around his head, then freeze the wound and run him through

Reversing your hold on Kingslayer you kneel down pressing the sword against the wound while you scoop down and grab at the hilt sticking out from the pile of ruined makeshift cloak. The Prince's initial lunge twists mid lunge and straight for your chest, but with the main gauche you parry it out of the way, but sliding across your left bicep making only a small cut, but once again the pain spreads another fire bursts out. With Kingslayer's pummel you strike out again but the Prince steps aside and thrusts again, but this time you parry the blow out of the way and let him run past you. Reversing your grip on your sword you make a proper swing at the Prince's back, but once again the sword pulls hard on his arm and stops him mid stride to parry the weight of Kingslayer off to the side. Another thrust, this time you parry it with the main gauche and make a counter attack driving the dagger into his left shoulder, the armour stops it, and becomes stuck halfway through the mail between the plates. As the Prince retreats your weakened left arm cannot hold on to the dagger and the Prince pulls away twirling his foil in front of you looking for his next opening.

FUCK SHIT WE GOTA DO SOMTHING

make suptle psychic implications, on the edges of his mind, extolling his righteous indignation, to embrace this fury and end this blights sorry existance,

the kicker being him embracing our darkness into his head.

>>12024762
If you really want something out of Star Wars...move towards the Orb in the center, put out a relaxed pose and start chuckling. Hell even throw down your sword as place your palm on the orbs surface.
"I tire of these games, your doom was certain even before we crossed blades...
*Grin Evilly*
For you cannot defeat me, if you strike me down I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine. Evil has many forms...kill this mortal frame and I shall consume this holy artifact into something more befitting a weapon of this magnitude."
(ONLY DO THIS if nothing more concrete is not put forward by other people, I don't see how we can beat him in combat at our present strength.)

>>12024702
Man oh man


Okay, another quick freeze for the wound on our arm. Stay a bit behind the cloak on the floor, sword point held a bit low like we're tired, when he comes at us again hook the cloak with the tip of our sword and fling it up over him and his sword, while he's blinded by fabric sidestep and strike. I anticipate the magic sword blocking our attack so as soon as it does, bullrush him.

>>12024702
"I have to say, I'm disappointed. You're surprisingly weak. That sword is doing all the real fighting. I guess that's why you couldn't save her; you are completely dependent on that blade. You have no intuition of your own at all. That trick I used could never have worked otherewise."

>>12024906 here

Why the hell am I the only one offering combat suggestions? I don't even really know what the fuck I'm doing. Come on guys, little help would be nice.

>>12025109
Um, I vote we uh, hit him. With our sword. And stuff. But really, I'm enjoying just sitting back and watching; I do vote for the Star Wars stuff thoguh

>>12025109
Fine take this suggestion I made:
>>12024886
And use it as a feint instead, give him a moment of hesitation and keep the sword ready, when he charges to finish you off sidestep, blind him with the cloak THEN kill his ass.

>>12024702

Coax the elf sorceresses soul to the forefront of our blade.

Her pleading and wails of torment might be enough to anger him to the point of foolishness.

>>12024906
There is no time to freeze the wound, so you take a step back to the robes on the ground as the Prince prepares to lunge once again.

"...Had enough?" A voice calls from elsewhere.

Feigning weakness you lower your sword as you move backwards. Falling for the feint the Prince takes his quick steps forward and prepares to lunge.

The voice speaks up again, "Go on... let go..."

Using the tip of your sword you fling the robes as a distraction and then bring your sword down. As you suspect your blow is somehow met, but you are larger, heavier and stronger then the Prince. Your bull rush catches him by the waist and taking a few steps forward you lift him up and then slam him down on his back hard, almost enough to make the stone floor crack below you.

"...Time is up... Let it all go..." The voice soothingly says again.

As you bring Kingslayer for a finishing blow through the cloak wrapped around the Prince a sliver of silver pierces through and into your chest. Between your ribs, not into the organs, but deep and painful. You take a few steps back, and a second fire bursts to life.

Wheezing on the ground, using his left arm to hold his ribs, probably broken from the audible crack you just heard the prince speaks through pained gasps. He is no longer in a position to fight back for much longer, but in your condition, he may not have to, "That....face....haha...." The prince coughs as he turns on his stomach to push himself up from the floor and back to his feet wavering to a fro almost unable to stand, "Its him, I know it, but you.... you.... You're still human."

>>12025180
"And you're dead."

>>12025180
Fuck! That stupid fucking sword!

I should have seen that coming and said to back off after the bullrush.

Okay, how bad are we? Would it be possible to freeze the wound and wait him out? We can't risk a Soul oblit in this state unfortunately.

>>12025180

"Yet being human still seems to be enough, doesn't it? My only regret is that you won't live to see this city crumble into dust, and your people sold into slavery..."


Kill him, and examine the blade...See if we can corrupt it or destroy it altogether. Check on the Orb to see if it's actually been corrupted as well.

>>12024762


i still think this is a good idea, we are evenly matched stregth wise, we must use subtlty

>>12025180
What face? Who was that?

Through the flames burning on your chest, you muster an evil grin and bluff, "And You're dead....Prince" You try to freeze the wound but your own fire is burning out and your knees are giving way. "Being human is enough. My only regret is that you won't live to see this city crumble into dust, and your people sold into slavery..."

"...He's right." The voice says again chuckling. That voice, the stone... it must be "Sacrifice... yes.... sacrifice... Being human isn't enough.... Go on... Show your sacrifice for power..."

*Warning* Big plot turning point *Warning*

Inside, the voice calls upon something. Hunger, hatred, death, destruction, mutilation, disembowelment, evisceration, hate, hate, HATE! HATE! HATE!!!! A rising heat, the voice wants out, it wants free. A beast wants free from its cage. Do you let it?

Do you refuse? Do you have pride? Are you in control? Should Princes and paupers look upon your works and despair? You are a man, you are a tyrant, your will shall not be broken. Do you keep the beast caged?

Something else inside. Fear! Run! Hide! Flee! A familiar feeling. From an almost familiar voice. To be sure to live another day, will you give in for your life all that you risked and worked for? Do you run away from it all?

The Beast?
The Tyrant?
The Coward?

>>12025384

TYRANT. TYRANT NOW.

>>12025384
Tyrant

>>12025384
Of course we're in control! Even when we were created we refused to be controlled by the very being that created us! We'll decide when and how the beast is loosed on our own terms.

Tyrant

>>12025384
Tyrant. We cannot be the master of all evil unless we are the master of our own.

We are the master of our own selves, and we will not be overpowered by our father. The prodigal son rises.

>>12025384
Beast.

Out of control you say? No. You're wrong.

I AM in control.

I am in control, of being totally out of control.

I'm in control, of being totally out of my mind!

I'M IN CONTROL! OF BEING TOTALLY OUT OF CONTROL!

I KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR ME AND I'LL DESTROY ANY THAT WOULD SAY OTHERWISE!

>>12025384
I saw what you did there, and I think I know who We are.

But we have our PRIDE. History will remember us as the TYRANT.

>>12025491
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>>12025421
Damn I've been outvoted.

>>12025384
Can we make a save game here, and then when we're done with one route reload and do another?

The Tyrant.

You bite down and grit your teeth, from the fire on your chest a wound has burned and seared the flesh away, hidden underneath is the stone that long ago fused into your formerly weak body, near your beating heart, but not part of it.

You refuse. Absolutely not will you let the primal lusts overtake you. Absolutely not ill you run away. Never, the world will be yours. Neither will you burn it for base pleasure nor run and hide and be nothing so insignificant as a pox.

You are a master of your own self. So master it.

New Dark Arts: The Caged Beast (Warning, guarantee of sanity and humanity loss, risk of it being severe)
Dark Art Inspiration: Create a new dark art or upgrade a currently existing one. Rule of cool and or consensus here.

>>12025572
Hmm, what kind of ability do we need? Some kind of combat ability with a low cost? (Fights seem to be rough when it's just us, and we seem to be perpetually low on energy)

>>12025572
We have alot of high cost powers guys. We need something effective, efficient, and spamable.

Or we could upgrade Dark Imply to be more like Dominate Mind.

>>12025572
How about causing the shadows of our enemies to rise and turn against their owners?

>>12025572

New Inspiration: Long Shadow.

Your soul, black with filth and rot, no longer sits idle in your beating breast.

It hungers, remembering the deeds of days long by, and while you work, it seeps invisibly from your body like a heavy fog. Like a poison, it curls around the hearts of men, and whispers in their ear.

Where you walk, evil flourishes.

(So basically, your taint lightly spreads around you; stay in an inn, and maybe a bar fight might turn into a murder; stay in a city, and small crimes become more likely...stay there for a month, and the evil builds, and robbery and murder become noticeably more common. Your very presence is enough to inspire dark deeds, and harden men's hearts.

>>12025572
Weakness of the Heart.

We have the ability to look into the heart and soul of a person who meets our eyes and know all of there dark feeling fetishes desires etc. If it's bad we know it.

>>12025670
Interesting idea, but I can't imagine getting that for a low cost, and as mentioned, we have more than enough high cost abilities as it is. Maybe a Gallows-like ability (for you Warmachine players). Pull someone close? Or we could just go full Star Wars and get force choke.

>>12025700
Woohoo! We're a Promethean with less angst!

>>12025572
Shadow Strike

We are able to bend the shadows themselves to our will, using them to attack like blades. Think Pride from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood.

>>12025700

My idea, but I'd be cool if this power was tied to our Evil Potential...as we become more evil, the taint spreads farther, faster and stronger.

Even if this is super low key to start, I think it would be pretty awesome.

>>12025709
"I find your lack of faith disturbing."

But I kind of like this >>12025701
one and >>12025700 this one.

Though the second will make it very hard to stay unnoticed.

How about a modified soul oblit? Instead of knocking out the soul and then filling the body with evil, just knock out the soul.

How about a drain? either life force or energy would be really useful for our poor limits and could be semi spamable

BOLTS OF EMOTIONS

with this, even the mightiest of hearts can be swayed to our whims, battle fields become play grouns as we fling scorcerous orbs of rage, fear, lust... you name it? we corrupt it!

>>12025752

Maybe we can suppress the taint for a while as while; but not for too long.

>>12025756
Speaking of soul oblit can we soul oblit the elf prince now? Before he dies?

At least run him through with our sword so his soul is trapped forever.

>>12025762
THIS we really do need some way to make up for loses when we get hit.

>>12025701
The problem with this is that we have no control over how they do their evil. They could mess up our plans with their petty concerns.

>>12025701
This is better. It's spamable and will make it easy for us to both corrupt and control a person. The blackmail potential is endless.

Also I just want to read minds.

I dunno, I'm liking the soul drain idea. Take from their life add to our own.

>>12025827
another vote for soul drain

What about a small summon able minion? Like a shadow fiend or something?

FUCK YEAR soul drain let's drink this elf.

yea, soul drain sounds good

So down to three.

1: 'Dark Imply' becomes 'Dominate'. Trade in the swaying groups of people with their own emotions magnified into having a smaller group of small minded or a single mind completely subjugated for an undetermined amount of time where they will do nearly anything you tell them to.

2: (New art) Corruption. Requires mediation (sitting on your throne in the most peculator evil way) it starts out slow, but eventually grass doesn't grow, animals die, water, food and drink spoils and people become tainted (results may vary per person)

3: (New art) Essence Drain. Touch attack, maintain to drain their life force and add it to your own. Heal, temporary hit points or refill stamina or store it for a short time for dark arts.

Also keep in mind you still need to get out of the situation you're in.

>>12025891
hes in no shape to fight, lost his elven poise, emotionally devastated...
soul oblit the bastard

>>12025891
Well there you have it, we may NEED the Life Drain just to live through this. Besides it would be deliciously evil to suck the life out of our enemy then as he lies gasping for air, an emaciated husk, we run him through with our blade and add a Prince of Elves to our soul collection.

(It'd be better to soul obliterate him for his expertise or position but we just don't have the power or time.)

Definitely do the drain we need to put our self back together if we're gonna survive the run back to our evil;hole in the ground.

>>12025920
seconding also>>12025891 lets go drain essence

im of two minds on this either we upgrade dark imply (because yall niggas know that shits useful as hell) or...

mind virus

a subtle, malign influence fuses ineffibly with the targets being, becoming indellible,

disruption strengthens it, order and harmonium cause weakness in the being, if in the experience of great duress (moments of great passion, like battle, riots, copulation, collective sadness, forced killing of the once noble host...) it can expand its influence to like minds

used that one debuff from hellfire ramparts that spread if you tried to dispell it for inspiration.
ment to be used in conjunction with dark mimply, if we can get through to them, we can hit them with this, at that point we could safely bow out to the background, knowing our work can be done in our stead without further risk.

>>12025942
>>12025946
you guys are right, take drain, use it on the princeling

>>12025891
Aww, no mind/soul reading.

Fine, I guess Essence Drain then.

Corruption should be our upgrade after this one then.

>>12025956
>>12025956
>>12025942
Don't drain enough to kill him outright though. We want his soul in the sword too, since we can't soul oblit the bastard.

Also Soul Obliteration needs to be renamed to more accurately reflect what it does.

>>12026005
the name is good, your other point is excellent however

With the fires still roaring and your heart and core exposed the Prince takes his steps toward you with his foil raised, seeming that even in his state the blade still wishes to fight.

With one last lunge he drives the point toward your heart, but casting Kingslayer aside you catch the blade in your right hand and pull the point down out of harms way.

Struggling the Prince tries to break free from your hold but with your left hand you grab him by the throat. The pulsating red stone in your chest reacts and shines an even brighter vermilion red. Black veins begin to grow under the skin of the prince's neck even as your right hand becomes engulfed in flames holding the sword at bay. The veins grow and pulsate up toward his right temple, down to his abdomen, and across his left arm. When the veins finish spreading out they begin to pulsate in sync with the flash of each time the stone within your chest shines. You see the Prince's frame slowly waste away. The fire on your left arm disappears, and the wounds vanish, your strength returns and you lift him up into the air helpless. His grip finally gives way and the sword drops to the ground, you being happy that you can let go as it clangs on the cold stone ground. The wound on your chest heals over and the eerie red light is eventually covered up.

The Prince tries to kick and struggle and gasp but his cheeks begin to sink and his muscles vanish. Finally even his eyes sink into their sockets and vanish. Eventually all that is left is white bones you hold above the ground. Done you cast them to the ground where they scatter, break and turn to dust.

You flex your left hand and then your right. Your right hand is still on fire. So you flick it a few times to put out the flames.

>>12026109
Are we revitalized then? Can we check the sphere of the lighthouse and see if it needs some more work to at least ensure it can't be used against us?

Can we call Cath to come and get us out of here?

im not for the drain, sure its useful in a fight, but its not everyday that we run into things that want us to go dead, and that we are not the only thing on our side capeable of fighting either, but we are the *only* (barring our mistrisess training) thing on our side that can do what we do.

thus to have a batter shot at global pandemonium a more broad, corruptoresq ability skill set would be most useful, but be dubious of things that just simply enfore control, not subtl at all and dosent actua;ly change them, no, we mustr make them change of their own minds, or whats left of them...

that sword can be potentialy useful, find a way to trasport it, so that we may study how to bend it to our aims (im thinking acursed crozius here)

>>12026152
Revitalized? Very much so?

The Lighthouse? With no further intrusion for now, its apparent it does not have enough magical power to get it to operational levels. It needs a power source, a magical source that sadly you cannot provide since the types of magic are incompatible with how the Lighthouse of Angels is built and put together for the time being.

we might want to get out of here, people will come looking for the duo eventualy

>>12026232
If we can't corrupt it, perhaps we should disable it for the time being.

Cut open our palm, and smear our blood across it.

Well, we don't have the means to play with the lighthouse then. Search the bodies for weapons, armor, magic tomes, anything we can put to use. Then we have to figure out how to best use the knowledge the elvin leadership is now dead. Anyone who would pay for advance warning of the eminent shitstorm? And the sword and maybe that dagger if it's still around.

dude, get the bitchin staff from the magem bet its got mad magic enchants.

>>12026270
The Duke of Angelfalls or Brem the crime lord maybe.

On the bodies is the Archsilver Foil, the main gauche, an odd elvish mage staff and a book written completely in Elven.

Nothing we should have a problem carrying does the foil have a scabbard? Who knows maybe we can find someone who can enlighten us on what the book says.
Brem is simple enough but how do we get a hold of the Duke?

I believe this may actually be an appropriate time to end, right after the climax.

Until next time, stay evil /tg/