Post by Victus Brightblade on Mar 5, 2013 20:07:18 GMT -5
The PMC would see a larger Voidling balk at their firing line and retreat into the horde.
Tal'Zak was eager, but he was not going to risk the metal pellet storm. Let Cho'Gath go that way. That one had a flair for getting attention. Tal'Zak preferred making the quiet entrance and then making noise. Besides, they couldn't be watching EVERY angle.
As the tainted scent of the Void became more stronger around the village, the more restlessness the Ursine became, with their sensitive sense of smell. However, with word from Volibear, they calmed down enough to help with the defenses though the night.
That was until the alarm was raised. A calling roar rang though the village and the Ursine finished what they were doing to rush back to their leader who was waiting at the mainline with the Demacians. When they reached him, On his fours, Volibear remained motionless toward the direction of the void. He heard Leona's speech and a fang showed like he smiled. The Ursine do not know fear. Still, they remained stotic and quiet. Some sat on their hunches behind their leader, careful not to get in his way.
The gauntlets spark with lightning around him. The clouds stirred uneasily above. A brief light flashed though the sky. Volibear was worried that his request was not heard before he left home, but now...
"The storm has followed...to destroy you." A electric crackled with his voice. He stood up with the lightning coursing around his body. "Come. You will NOT survive." A thunderclap was heard throughout the village as he roared .
Last Edit: Mar 5, 2013 22:48:14 GMT -5 by volibear
Nunu reacted like any kid who was woken up early in the morning. He grumbled and turned over and then his hand slipped on the ice. SHIT! Nunu thought. Grabbing Willump by the hair he pulled while yelling. "THE VOID IS COMING, THE VOID IS COMING" He looked off the bluff and saw the battle raging. The soldiers of Valoran were fighting against an unstoppable scourge, the voidling forces died quickly, but the Valoran Soldiers did not have the numbers. Nunu looked at the PMC Firing Team. "4' East! Add 50! 16' North! Drop 35!" Nunu heard thier voices through the wind. Grabbing Willump round the tufts of hair near the neck he pulled himself up. The Yeti forces grabbed the Ice Balls, which the Shaman had earlier enchanted to slow any enemy that touched it.
He saw a stupid looking dog howling into the wind, smarter then the rest. Nunu looked at the Yeti's. "I don't have time for a speech, so lets get em'" Nunu looked at Willump, hearing the roar of every Yeti there. "Too Victory!" Nunu grabbed Ice balls and started raining freezing flames into the enemy.
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Nearby the Winter Tribe: Yeti Reinforcements
Ungola the Yeti bellowed at the Yetis to further on. The sounds of battle were right through this cave here... Ungola ran through and saw the PMC shooting into the enemy. "4' East! Add 50! 16' North! Drop 35!" Ungola heard, Ungola bellowed again, but this time a war cry. "CHARGE" The Yetis popped in from the left flank, Ungola sighted Nunu on another ridge. Ungola nodded and then roared.
((Not too copy the PMC but)) ___________________ Survivors ___________________
Nunu's Squad Nunu- Alive Nunu's Honor Gard- 50 Alive and Well
Ungola's Squad Ungola- Alive Ungola's Berserkers- 25 Alive and Well
Last Edit: Mar 6, 2013 16:30:43 GMT -5 by volibear
Post by prophetthevoid on Mar 7, 2013 21:29:17 GMT -5
((Doing MASSIVE edits to this later, for now just sit tight and wait for me to clarify things so I can make proper actions. Super sorry about this!))
Malzahar chuckled quietly at the resistance's defense. He turned back to his allies, as they all payed attention to him. "<Now is the time brethren! Get into your formations, quick!>" He said as the Void creatures began to group up and get ready for battle.
The enemy soldiers at the front lines could hear the voices of the Void within their heads. The words of Icathia were clawing away at the strings of their sanity. Some would begin to see things. Visions of their brothers of battle lying already dead on the battlefield. Some of the Demacian soldiers would even see their mighty Half-Dragon, Shyvana, lying on the battle ground already dead. The voices began to speak a language the frontline soldiers understood. "Your brothers and sisters are dead. There is no hope for you. You will all join the Void by fate's decree." He said. The visions and voices nearly wouldn't be as bad as for the ones in the fort, as they were farther away from the battleground, but the frontlines wouldn't be so lucky. Same for the champions that fought alongside them.
Voidlings and corrupted humans alike went charging down the hill still as he floated in a meditative pose. The Voidlings attacked the front line, jumping onto Freiljordans, Demcians, Ursines, and everything else that wasn't them.
Voidlings came charging at the Ursine, leaping onto them and mindlessly attack them, whether they were attacking armor or not. Other creatures attacked the Demacian soldiers and Shyvana as well. Of course the voidlings would barely be able to do anything to Shyvana, but they could keep her distracted with their annoyance.
A group of corrupted barbarians came charging at Leona after her Eclipse Shield had broke. One of the barbarian's hands were replaced with long, slimy tentacles of the Void, as he threw them onto Leona to try and grab a hold of her. If successful the other barbarians would come charging at her. Much like the outfit they make the King of the Barbarians wear on the Fields, their arms were replaced with sharp swords that they would swing Leona at. By themselves, they were nothing, but together they would propose a slight problem. Their goals was to keep the champions occupied so that they wouldn't have time to focus on the Void champions.
The voidlings that managed to get past the enemy troops began climbing up the mountain with their spider-like claws. It would take them time to get to the top of the mountain, but would only be shot down and blocking shots for their brethren down below. One voidling got near a rifleman and raised it's claw and brought it down to attack the Piltover medic.
Malzahar began to speak within the mind of the Terror of the Void.
"Cho'Gath. Keep your focus on Shyvana. Our bretheren can handle the smaller champs, but you're the only one capable of fighting against the Half-Dragon." The voice's echo faded as Malzahar gazed upon the battleground. He looked farther ahead, past the fort and at the mountains, a small smile behind his helm.
Last Edit: Mar 10, 2013 19:39:19 GMT -5 by volibear
Post by The Cryophoenix on Mar 15, 2013 3:55:35 GMT -5
Through the din of battle, a single avian cry echoed unnaturally loud across the frozen peaks of Freljord. While the warriors may not have noticed, the land itself prepared for the return of its guardian. As the skies darkened, an easy snow began to fall, instantly melting on the backs of man, beast, and voidling alike. For the first time, the pure white of ice halted the spreading darkness of the Void: Anivia was coming home.
Post by The Master Tactician on Mar 22, 2013 23:23:41 GMT -5
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Post by Hildebrand Runeblood on Mar 27, 2013 17:45:14 GMT -5
(( The League cometh. This is an OOC warning that I'm about to bring in League intervention. It will happen over a few posts, and will not be instant. You'll all have time to react and question things before what happens, happens. For Freljord!! ))
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