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by Spurgun Wed Jun 13, 2012 2:07 pm
Is it the first thing that happens? I would like to keep it chronological.
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No then.
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by Spurgun Wed Jun 13, 2012 3:33 pm
Okay. Could you tell me when i should post it?
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Post it now Spur. I have part two of four ready now.
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- Spoiler:
- The war has begun. The knights are marching into the Painted World.
Our allies are here, and we are ready for war. I am Nevyn, the leader of
the Crossbreeds and the third member of the Council. My orders are to
destroy the bridge the knights are building and, to kill as many knights as possible.
This is the first time i fight in a war. I have fought and killed many, but never have i been the leader of an army.
I am nervous, and scared, scared of what could happen if i fail.
The attack of the crossbreeds was the first act in the war.
The air was freezing and the knights shivered in the cold, for they were not used to the harsh environment.
The crossbreeds appeared out of nowhere, assaulting the knights and causing chaos.
They quickly slaughtered a large number of knights.
But then the knights organized themselves, and the crossbreeds found themselves facing a wall of shields.
They tried to break the knight's lines, but the knights refused to budge.
And the battled turned, the knights were pushing back the crossbreeds.
And they were taking losses. Being pushed further and further back the crossbreeds started to despair, if the knights finished the bridge they would have an easy way to the citadel.
The war could be lost if the bridge was finished.
But then, from behind the knight’s lines came a triumphant sound.
A lone dragon roaring before the now burning bridge.
I roared with all my might to mark my victory. The bridge was destroyed, i set it on fire
myself. The knights would not be able to build a new one before the war was over.
When the knights had regrouped i was separated from the main force.
The knights tried to surround me but i fought my way out.
After that none of the knights noticed me. They were all focused on the other crossbreeds.
I took advantage of that, and made my way to the bridge.
I slaughtered the builders, an easy task for they were not knights, only builders and engineers.
But as the thrill of victory disappeared i found myself alone, and all the knights were coming at me.
I prepared to take as many knights with me as i could. For i could not hope to survive alone.
Then something happened in the lines of the crossbreeds.
They formed a triangle, pointing at me.
"Those fools" i thought. They would risk their lives only to save me.
When the crossbreeds charged to save their leader there was something different about them.
They charged recklessly, without second thought. And that alone made them very dangerous.
The knights wanted to kill the crossbreed who had ruined their plans, but if they would target him then they would have to turn their backs at the now charging crossbreeds.
So they sent 5 knights to kill him.
The crossbreeds breathed fire, cooking the knights in their armor.
Their claws teared the knights apart barehanded, and their roars sent the knights flying.
But the battle was not one sided, due to their reckless assault the crossbreeds took heavy injuries.
The knights crushed their bones and cleaved them in two.
But they did not stop, despite taking injuries that would kill a normal human.
They pushed the knights back, further and further.
Eventually they reached Nevyn, who had fought only to survive, not to kill his opponents.
And as soon as he stepped into their lines they began retreating, running away as fast as they could.
Their task was done.
I am alive, and for that i am grateful.
But the price for my life might have been to high.
Only a third of the crossbreeds are left, and the ones still alive are injured.
We are running away from the knights, who in their heavy armor can not follow us.
We are going to take a small road up the mountain, those foolish knights have not scouted the area properly so they haven’t found it.
And we can use it to get in the citadel.
That way we can avoid the battles that are surely raging.
We need to get treatment, i am severely wounded and my brethren are in no better condition.
We crossbreeds may recover faster than normal humans but we need treatment first.
Soon we will be ready to fight again.
Nevyn could only watch as war raged on.
It hurt his pride to not help defend his home.
But he knew that if he fought now he would only be an inconvenience.
They would need to help him more than he could help them.
He watched the battle for hours, neither side was getting the upper hand.
Both sides suffered large losses.But slowly, he felt his powers returning.
It wouldn’t be long before he could fight now.
He saw when Oscar and Isaac Breached the courtyard. And made their way to
Priscilla and Wyrm. He followed them, fearing that the worst could
happen.And prepared to ambush them as soon as he needed to.
As he saw the defeat of Wyrm an unfathomable rage awakened in him.
These knights, they had declared war on the Painted World, whos inhabitants wished for nothing else than to be left alone.
And now they were about to kill our leaders.
And just as he was about to assault the knights from behind he noticed the crows, they were gathering.
And that could only mean one thing.
If the Crow, Avrik, was here then there was no need for him to reveal himself.
He would remain hidden and wait for his opportunity to strike.
This is the first time i wrote something longer.
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"Etraiu paced the courtyard impatiently, amidst a sea of armoured forms, shattered spears, and singed headstones, inwardly scolding himself for losing the wall. The knights had mounted a new attack and had forced the Eclipse from the ramparts after a swirling melee which had cost both sides dozens of lives.
Next to him a cry went up from the Lifehunter lines, and a hail of barbed shafts cut into their ranks, killing several and wounding more. Etraiu drew forth his massive machete and ducked behind its demonic curve to avoid the rain of arrows as best he could, though two managed to slip past his guard. The first hit the brass plate that protected his thigh, leaving him with a melon sized welt, while the other clipped one of the protrusions on his crown which skittered away into the snow five meters distant.
He glanced around anxiously, looking for Hihime’s lithe form, more oft than not his Lady wife was accompanied by a halo a writhing flames radiating an idyllic light. His eyes picked out the pale, wispy form of Piastol, her great dragonbone scythe slung over her should, misty grey eyes fixated on him. He also saw Nevyn stretched out on a litter, the towering Halfbreed was covered with a vast number of wounds, his bandages soaked with a dark black blood though his talon gripped his weapon with vigour. There too was “Mad” Plaggius, happily dancing amongst the headstones singing a song of doom and dismay all the while telling a pile of dead knights not to bleed on his shoes too much.
All about him was a storm of chaos. More Lifehunters streamed into the courtyard now, some fleeing the new onslaught, others came to draw the dead away to the safety of the Annex building, while others dashed about to and fro with arrows and ragged banners slung under their arms.
“Hihime!” He called out, his deep voice rang out with the lilt of Catarina, turning heads. “The hell are you looking at?! Get back to your positions!”
His anger was building, flecks of red tinged his world, his heart beat stronger as adrenaline pulsed throughout his system. And then it all seemed to slip away. He felt a cool hand lightly fall upon his shoulder and turned to find Hihime waiting, her eyes belied concern for him.
“Yes?” Her voice was smooth like flowing water.
The anger seemed to melt away from him, his vision returned to normal, muscles unclenched, and he released his grip in the massive blade in his hand which fell to the ground kicking up snow.
“Good” He muttered, somewhat relieved, though his tone belied nothing, and remained as monotonous as ever. Another flight of arrows shot overhead, rattling off the ramparts where a few scattered elements of the Eclipse continued to hold off the knights, causing them to duck low.
The roar of a half dozen fires seemed to drown out all but the screams of the Eclispe officers who had thrown their weight against the main gate to hold the knights at bay, while Hihime was calling on a dozen Lifehunters to put out the flaming Annex building. In the dim glow of the inferno the Painted World was transformed into a helscape, the hollowed buildings were gutted and many of the hollowed denizens lay slain, while corpses lay unburied amidst the graves where the knights had attempted to breach the defences, and the outer walls lay in ruin as dozens of lightning spears had chiselled away the solid granite.
The Hand was gone. He had left the front lines almost an hour earlier to attend the Painted Lady when Oscar and a cadre of Dragon Hunters had smashed the Gravesworn’s lines at the gaping rent by the West Gate. Avrik was also gone, who knew where the grim wraith had disappeared to, some saw him slain as the a dozen tower knights assaulted the breach, others saw him sprout wings and flee taking him Murder with him. What ever had happened Etraiu was not sorry to see him gone.
Though the Hand is a different matter entirely he thought to himself. With their leader gone many of the Lifehunters had lost hope and the lines had waivered at all main centres of resistance leaving Oscar’s knights to concentrate their forces and push up the hill to the courtyard.
The battle may have been lost had not Etraiu, Hihime, and the remnants of the Eclipse had joined the battle, charging down the stone steps from the main tower right into the flank of the knights main thrust at the Annex building. The fighting had been bitter, knights lay strewn about the statue of the Maiden, with near on half their number of the Eclipse torn and rent by their sides. Here Etraiu’s great sword had cut a swarthe through their armoured forms, steel and flesh pulping under his punishing barrage of swings, while at his side Hihime had set her foes ablaze with dazzling displays of pyromancy and dexterity. Even the wounded Halfbreeds had joined the battle, Nevyn leading the charge, now supported by two of his kin, his claws punching through the helms of two of Oscars trusted lieutenants.
However now the fighting had ended, at least for the time being, the sacrifice had become apparent, and the sounds of fighting from Priscilla’s inner sanctum were echoing through the abandoned hallways. The mutterings had started again. Ild Nys, one of the two who had given Nevyn her shoulder, and the Halfbreeds wanted to rush to her side and cut the head off the beast now. “Mad” Plaggius wanted the elbows of every third knight for some kind of sculpture he’d envisioned but seemed to be cutting the ears off the dead and making necklaces. Hihime wanted to secure the courtyard and evacuate the wounded before the knights mounted another assault.
And while all plans seemed to have merit to Etraiu he could not help but feel that there was only one course of action. His wounds pained him greatly, and fatigue was weighing heavily on his armoured form. He sunk to a knee, balancing his weight on the pommel of his sword. He glanced about, noting Hihime’s concerned stare, all about the remains of his legion milled about in confusion, the acrid smell of smoke and the toxic gases of the engorged hollows filled the air, and while such was not poisonous to the inhabitants of the pointed world it still filled the lungs with an unpleasant sense of rot.
Sensing the moment was right the hulking fighter struggled to his feet with a grunt, a stream of steam like dragons breathe in the chill, biting air.
“Gather!” His low baritone cut through the crackle of burning rafters and the clatter of arrow on stone. The order was spoken and the Eclipse took up formation in a series of ragged groups and hollow ranks. Few would hesitate to heed one of the Councilman’s orders for fear of incurring his wrath. Even a few of the wounded left the safety of the Annex to form up.
“Hear me. We fought well enough this day. You fought hard on every imaginable front, at the Gates, on the Walls, even in the Sewers beneath our feet. You fought n the cliff and the paths and you threw them back every time. No knight pierced our lines save the chosen of Oscar himself, and even then you bloodied them beyond recognition!”
This drew a few ragged cheers from the Lifehunters, they all stood at attention now waiting on his words.
For a second Etraiu hesitated, he knew not why but the words would not come. The crown he wore seemed to weigh heavily on him as the gravity of the situation truly dawned on him. His normally stony visage began to give way to horror and would have but for voice at his side.
Hihime’s voice was cool as ever and soft enough that only he could hear.
“Worry not. You’ve done what you can, and they all know it.”
When his eyes belayed their doubt she put a hand to his mailed fist.
“They knew what they wanted when the war began. See how the idolise you, see how you gave them hope when it was gone. I flatter you not husband, you earnt their love. Lead them now. Either we die here and now or we die running and truth be told I can’t throw fire on the run.”
She grinned at him, straight white teeth glinting as the writhing halo of flame danced and spun.
Again he felt himself relax unbidden. His doubts were gone, his mind clear, and one course of action presented itself to him. Seizing the moment he gathered his voic, low and sonorous it echoed with a new found strength."
Hows this?!
Next to him a cry went up from the Lifehunter lines, and a hail of barbed shafts cut into their ranks, killing several and wounding more. Etraiu drew forth his massive machete and ducked behind its demonic curve to avoid the rain of arrows as best he could, though two managed to slip past his guard. The first hit the brass plate that protected his thigh, leaving him with a melon sized welt, while the other clipped one of the protrusions on his crown which skittered away into the snow five meters distant.
He glanced around anxiously, looking for Hihime’s lithe form, more oft than not his Lady wife was accompanied by a halo a writhing flames radiating an idyllic light. His eyes picked out the pale, wispy form of Piastol, her great dragonbone scythe slung over her should, misty grey eyes fixated on him. He also saw Nevyn stretched out on a litter, the towering Halfbreed was covered with a vast number of wounds, his bandages soaked with a dark black blood though his talon gripped his weapon with vigour. There too was “Mad” Plaggius, happily dancing amongst the headstones singing a song of doom and dismay all the while telling a pile of dead knights not to bleed on his shoes too much.
All about him was a storm of chaos. More Lifehunters streamed into the courtyard now, some fleeing the new onslaught, others came to draw the dead away to the safety of the Annex building, while others dashed about to and fro with arrows and ragged banners slung under their arms.
“Hihime!” He called out, his deep voice rang out with the lilt of Catarina, turning heads. “The hell are you looking at?! Get back to your positions!”
His anger was building, flecks of red tinged his world, his heart beat stronger as adrenaline pulsed throughout his system. And then it all seemed to slip away. He felt a cool hand lightly fall upon his shoulder and turned to find Hihime waiting, her eyes belied concern for him.
“Yes?” Her voice was smooth like flowing water.
The anger seemed to melt away from him, his vision returned to normal, muscles unclenched, and he released his grip in the massive blade in his hand which fell to the ground kicking up snow.
“Good” He muttered, somewhat relieved, though his tone belied nothing, and remained as monotonous as ever. Another flight of arrows shot overhead, rattling off the ramparts where a few scattered elements of the Eclipse continued to hold off the knights, causing them to duck low.
The roar of a half dozen fires seemed to drown out all but the screams of the Eclispe officers who had thrown their weight against the main gate to hold the knights at bay, while Hihime was calling on a dozen Lifehunters to put out the flaming Annex building. In the dim glow of the inferno the Painted World was transformed into a helscape, the hollowed buildings were gutted and many of the hollowed denizens lay slain, while corpses lay unburied amidst the graves where the knights had attempted to breach the defences, and the outer walls lay in ruin as dozens of lightning spears had chiselled away the solid granite.
The Hand was gone. He had left the front lines almost an hour earlier to attend the Painted Lady when Oscar and a cadre of Dragon Hunters had smashed the Gravesworn’s lines at the gaping rent by the West Gate. Avrik was also gone, who knew where the grim wraith had disappeared to, some saw him slain as the a dozen tower knights assaulted the breach, others saw him sprout wings and flee taking him Murder with him. What ever had happened Etraiu was not sorry to see him gone.
Though the Hand is a different matter entirely he thought to himself. With their leader gone many of the Lifehunters had lost hope and the lines had waivered at all main centres of resistance leaving Oscar’s knights to concentrate their forces and push up the hill to the courtyard.
The battle may have been lost had not Etraiu, Hihime, and the remnants of the Eclipse had joined the battle, charging down the stone steps from the main tower right into the flank of the knights main thrust at the Annex building. The fighting had been bitter, knights lay strewn about the statue of the Maiden, with near on half their number of the Eclipse torn and rent by their sides. Here Etraiu’s great sword had cut a swarthe through their armoured forms, steel and flesh pulping under his punishing barrage of swings, while at his side Hihime had set her foes ablaze with dazzling displays of pyromancy and dexterity. Even the wounded Halfbreeds had joined the battle, Nevyn leading the charge, now supported by two of his kin, his claws punching through the helms of two of Oscars trusted lieutenants.
However now the fighting had ended, at least for the time being, the sacrifice had become apparent, and the sounds of fighting from Priscilla’s inner sanctum were echoing through the abandoned hallways. The mutterings had started again. Ild Nys, one of the two who had given Nevyn her shoulder, and the Halfbreeds wanted to rush to her side and cut the head off the beast now. “Mad” Plaggius wanted the elbows of every third knight for some kind of sculpture he’d envisioned but seemed to be cutting the ears off the dead and making necklaces. Hihime wanted to secure the courtyard and evacuate the wounded before the knights mounted another assault.
And while all plans seemed to have merit to Etraiu he could not help but feel that there was only one course of action. His wounds pained him greatly, and fatigue was weighing heavily on his armoured form. He sunk to a knee, balancing his weight on the pommel of his sword. He glanced about, noting Hihime’s concerned stare, all about the remains of his legion milled about in confusion, the acrid smell of smoke and the toxic gases of the engorged hollows filled the air, and while such was not poisonous to the inhabitants of the pointed world it still filled the lungs with an unpleasant sense of rot.
Sensing the moment was right the hulking fighter struggled to his feet with a grunt, a stream of steam like dragons breathe in the chill, biting air.
“Gather!” His low baritone cut through the crackle of burning rafters and the clatter of arrow on stone. The order was spoken and the Eclipse took up formation in a series of ragged groups and hollow ranks. Few would hesitate to heed one of the Councilman’s orders for fear of incurring his wrath. Even a few of the wounded left the safety of the Annex to form up.
“Hear me. We fought well enough this day. You fought hard on every imaginable front, at the Gates, on the Walls, even in the Sewers beneath our feet. You fought n the cliff and the paths and you threw them back every time. No knight pierced our lines save the chosen of Oscar himself, and even then you bloodied them beyond recognition!”
This drew a few ragged cheers from the Lifehunters, they all stood at attention now waiting on his words.
For a second Etraiu hesitated, he knew not why but the words would not come. The crown he wore seemed to weigh heavily on him as the gravity of the situation truly dawned on him. His normally stony visage began to give way to horror and would have but for voice at his side.
Hihime’s voice was cool as ever and soft enough that only he could hear.
“Worry not. You’ve done what you can, and they all know it.”
When his eyes belayed their doubt she put a hand to his mailed fist.
“They knew what they wanted when the war began. See how the idolise you, see how you gave them hope when it was gone. I flatter you not husband, you earnt their love. Lead them now. Either we die here and now or we die running and truth be told I can’t throw fire on the run.”
She grinned at him, straight white teeth glinting as the writhing halo of flame danced and spun.
Again he felt himself relax unbidden. His doubts were gone, his mind clear, and one course of action presented itself to him. Seizing the moment he gathered his voic, low and sonorous it echoed with a new found strength."
Hows this?!
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You make my writing look horrible 
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I need to push my limits I feel like Im recycling material
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+1 to both of you for excellent lore.
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YAY that made it worth it.
Its part two of four.
Its part two of four.
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by SunlightCrusader Thu Jun 14, 2012 4:00 pm
Well I'm sure the rest will be just as good and deserving of +1's. One thing I have noticed is that once one person +1s others tend to follow. So by the time this is done your rep may be considerably higher.
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by Federally Fri Jun 15, 2012 1:24 am
I really like the Lore! Thanks for writing it and sharing it.
Is all the Lore gathered together some where? I've missed some of it and sifting through the thread for it would he a pain
Is all the Lore gathered together some where? I've missed some of it and sifting through the thread for it would he a pain
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by Spurgun Fri Jun 15, 2012 2:06 am
I hope Dough puts this into the OP.
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^I will o when the whole thing is up.
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Thanks man. I love doing this. Its hard to start but when you get going it just flows out.
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by DoughGuy Fri Jun 15, 2012 4:20 am
I know what you mean. So hard to start writing more of Iconoclasts. Mainly cause if it doesnt go well i dont want to have to start again.ViralEnsign_ wrote:Thanks man. I love doing this. Its hard to start but when you get going it just flows out.
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You will have to if you want it to take form as a book. I have six revisions of a single chapter and only just started my seventh which is the one Ill use.
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by DoughGuy Fri Jun 15, 2012 4:32 am
Yeah. I've got a month long uni break now. DkS + LoD + Writing here I come. Hopefully I can start. Good luck with your book too.
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by ViralEnsign_ Fri Jun 15, 2012 4:34 am
Yeah it would be finished by now if you guys werent so distracting.
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by Shkar Sat Jun 23, 2012 12:22 am
Viral, lore. Now.
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okay.
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Pressure!
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