Mordekaiser watched as his mace connected with the tiny yordle. He put his hand above his eyes to watch as she soared through the air, his mouth growing slightly wider with each foot she gained towards the stone wall. When he heard the sounds of bones crushing against metal, he just stands there as he watched her get dragged away. He blinked once or twice before putting his hand out to what he saw in objection. "Really?! That's IT?!" He just said before his face of confusion became one of happiness and laughter. He began to burst out laughing and uncontrollably. That so EASY! Even with her spells, he practically ONE-SHOT her. His laughing was halted as the wall shook beneath. Fortunately for him, he stood on a pocket of the wall, the once grand and beautiful walls was crumbled and had holes in it. Best of all, he was standing on top of it, the first champion to take initiative to go in there to help the behemoths and was the first to strike the gate. Now he had looked down at the chaos being wrought onto the Demacians.
He rested a foot on the stone railing as he set his mace on the ground. He roared with a loud, powerful, deep, and horrifying voice. "FOOLISH MORTALS! LOOK BEFORE YOUR ALLIES IF YOU'RE EVEN POSSIBLY OF DOING SO! YOU'RE LADY OF LUMINOSITY SCREAMS IN FEAR, YOUR SENESCHAL DIES FROM A SIMPLE BATTLE! I HAVE DEFEATED YOUR IRON AMBASSADOR AS SHE FALLS BEFORE JUST ONE OF MY SWINGS, UNCONSCIOUS AND BROKEN!" He said. He watched a behemoth trudging by and leaped onto yet another behemoth. "YOU DEMACIANS ARE TOO NARROW MINDED AND FOOLISH IN YOUR WAYS OF 'JUSTICE' TO SEE THAT YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT YOU'RE SUMMONERS. YOU ARE WEAK! AND YOU SHALL DIE LIKE WEAKLINGS!" He said as he leaped down from the behemoth, using the last of his shield to help absorb the fall. However when he landed, he casts his Siphon of Destruction to a group of soldiers to help regain some of it. However, he did wonder where one of those healers went. "Healer! Come to me and keep my well strengthened!" He said as he crushed another soldier with his foot.
Post by The Widowmaker on Apr 27, 2013 20:30:21 GMT -5
"Tsk tsk tsk dear sweet prince~" Evelynn's voice sounded from the darkness, her yellow eyes glew brightly as she emerged. A horrifying visage no doubt with the effects of Paranoia effecting Jarvan. Evelynn smiles sweetly, her eyes glancing at Lux, "Oh no... Not the pretty one... Shame.."
Her mouth turns to a grin, her fang-like teeth glinting as a blue fireball rockets over them exploding elsewhere in the city. Her hands made a swift upward motion, from below the Prince and Lux a large row of spikes would erupt.
Post by Victus Brightblade on Apr 29, 2013 0:17:55 GMT -5
Soldiers had managed to drag Victus back to a nearby inn to try to calm the barbarian knight down when Paranoia hit them. The regulars ran in terror, but Victus just curled up into a ball in the corner. All the stress of the battle, the loss of his closest friends within Brightblade, and Nocturne just sent him into despair.
He was back. The Grimcleaver Massacre. However this was a twisted memory. Some of the barbarians were replaced by Brightblade knights in black plate, and the Demacians attacking the tribe were now undead, with Nocturne leading them. Nocturne cackled madly as he single-handedly decapitated five knights and Victus's parents were slain and then were turned to devour Tiberius Brightblade alive. Victus was then held by Nocturne who stared into his very soul. Nocturne's nightmare was fading away...leaving the eyes of Victus's tormentor in the black.
Between two lines of crashing steel, Lux braced to take her stand. Her intention for dropping from the wall to the streets came in pursuit of Thresh, but the calamity the brute Mordekaiser rang on with his incessant beckoning made him more of a target. While he flailed and carried about, Lux took exception to his comments concerning her.
The loud echoing of his words resounded through the throes of battle. Twirling her staff around her back and bringing it to point towards Mordekaiser, she felt like issuing him a challenge, but then decided she had a better idea. Quietly, she rose off of her feet let loose a singularity to impact along the edge of the ground near Mordekaiser. She snapped her fingers and watched the singularity detonate. Even though the force would go no where near lethal range, she prayed it would knock the man back from his advance.
Fearing his resolve, she prepared for a laser to show the man what fear looked like. Her feet began to leave the ground when suddenly a spike rushed forward towards her. Losing her focus, Lux fell to the ground in between two spikes. A small cut pierced her arm, but her proximity away from the ground saved her from the full devastation of the attack.
"Spikes?" She pondered the origin of such attacks. "That could only be a dozen or so champions. Perhaps more." Spikes did show up quite often in the League, so her deduction would need some more light. Lux would need to focus on the dangers of Thresh and Mordekaiser before chasing down the veiled enemy assailing her.
Last Edit: May 6, 2013 21:44:43 GMT -5 by luminous
Jarvan tried his best to jump out of the way of the spikes that suddenly erupted around him and Lux. He recognized that whisper-like voice that was taunting him. He knew that they were being assaulted by Evelynn.
The prince knew that since she had made her move she would be visible. But, with Nocturn's darkness still over the city, he wouldn't be able to see her until she was almost on top of them. He tried his best to single out his hearing to try and find her. He searched for the unique sound of her heels clicking on the wall, or the distinct phantom of her voice.
Jarvan took a few steps closer to Lux and readied his lance in a defensive position and waited. He would let Evelynn strike first, then he would use himself as a shield to protect Lux from harm.
The Gates The Legionnaires began to pour into the city from where the walls have fallen. They rushed in a wave of undead flesh and steel seeking to douse the flames of life from the cities defenders. The bodies of the dead would rise to replace Legionnaires that were lost in the assault. Then to further assault the morale of the demacians, the corpses of Brightblade's, Demacian's, as well as the ones that Legion started with began to chant their orange eyes glowing with malice.
""We are the King's Legion. Fear us, for we are many. Join us, for you will die. There is no sweeter mercy we can grant than your release from the mortal coil. Why raise up arms against your former friends and family when they can join us in the true kings service. GLORY BE FOR THE RUINED KING!"
They would continue the chant, though the words could be heard underground as well. It seems that Karthus left a gift behind in his departure. Legion has taken control of the corpses in the sewers as well. They would begin to claw at the rubble blocking the sewer entrances, seeking away to join their fellows. Hecarim The healer nodded and went with Hecarim, along with a handful of Legionnaires to assist him is he so desired.
"We are the King's Legion. Fear us, for we are many. Join us, for you will die. There is no sweeter mercy we can grant than your release from the mortal coil."
Post by Lucas Brightshield on May 2, 2013 15:15:53 GMT -5
((Two things: One, apparantly Swain wants us to hurry this up. I admit this has been dragging on. Two: Legion, most, if not all, of the sewer entrances are effectively blocked by their own rubble. Sorry, but you don't get to swarm through the city all at once.))
I am a Pathfinder. I will do what everyone else thinks below him, because someone must do it. Call me dishonorable for it all you want. I serve justice, not honor. And Demacia, ofcourse.
(Didnt know that Victus, thanks, I will edit the post now.)
"We are the King's Legion. Fear us, for we are many. Join us, for you will die. There is no sweeter mercy we can grant than your release from the mortal coil."
Post by The Widowmaker on May 5, 2013 3:19:32 GMT -5
Evelynn giggles, her voice seemed to echoed around in the darkness, "Come play, Prince... Care to dance in the darkness?" A flash of red signals another eruption of hate spikes exploding from the ground in a line underneath the prince. Evelynn's eyes glowing molten yellow from the shadows as she taunted him, trying to get him to play her game of cat and mouse in the shadows. It was blatantly obvious she was trying to lure him away in order to play with him.
"Come on prince... Not scared of what goes..." She draws in a deep breath, "Bump... In the night?"
Jarvan scoffed into the darkness after he tried his best to defend himself from a hate spike. "You'll have to try harder than that, Widowmaker. I'm staying right here." Her words irritated him, but they didn't strike a nerve.
He was a proud man, but not foolish enough to run at her through the darkness without proper reason to. She was going to need to bring up something personal or threaten something dear to him to get him to follow her.
Post by The Widowmaker on May 6, 2013 3:16:38 GMT -5
Evelynn laughed, her eyes lighting up once more looking like two glowing amber orbs shining in the darkness, "You stay here sweet prince... I'll go play with that woman you seem so fond of..." She pauses as if in thought, "Hmm... Belle? That's it... I'll make her sing..."
Evelynn's eyes fade away into the darkness, she kicks a stone and clicks her heels upon the pavement as if she had stumbled while walking. In reality she was faking, she could see through the darkness of Paranoia, she was watching the prince carefully waiting to see if he followed the noises she made.
Evelynn's words sparked something inside of the prince. He felt protective rage build like a fire within him. Marabelle, his new wife, was the person he was most protective of. He believed she was safe inside the palace, where he had ordered her to reside while the battle took place. "You will not touch her."
The prince smirked to himself as he heard the sounds of her 'trip'. He followed the sound with firm resolve. "I will end you before you can reach her!"
Post by The Widowmaker on May 6, 2013 23:38:28 GMT -5
Evelynn kicked a stone further away and watched as the prince unknowingly walked past her. She smiled, an eruption of hate spikes rising beneath the prince, not intending to cripple or kill, but simply to hurt, "Come one Princy... You know you want to see me break her~"
The sinister veil hiding the menace of Evelynn revealed itself through its stealthy tactics. Finding the champion would prove difficult, but turning towards Mordekaiser would prove fatal with Evelynn around. Her failed attempt against Mordekaiser would surely either draw his wrath or allow him to continue his path of destruction, but with defenders continuing to fall under the continued assault of the invading forces, gaining his attention might actually turn the tide of this batle; Demacia could barely rally enough champions to repel such rampant and unwavering hatred.
Behind her, Jarvan took his stance and barked a challenge to the vile spideress. "We fight together." Rising from the ground to her feet, Lux let loose a shield to protect Jarvan and himself. Their enemy would try to separate them and the evil being already expressed her intent on Lux, so she planned on Evelynn trying to make a clear shot for her. With such devilish tactics, Lux would need to keep the duo in good shape until Evelynn would abandon her stealthy ways and try to engage them close up. "Let's take her down."
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