The world of Laifel

"He attacked me with a Tornado and he lost control of it, but not before I hit him with a few scorch attacks, so he needs a healer to fix him up, and I know he headed north, but not here" she said, hoping she could get them to get rid of him.

 

OOC:

Did you find anything good at all?

Why are all the monumental posts either pointless or taken by you?! I'm getting post 1400!!

BIC:
Azazel shook his head. She probably attacked him first...she never was too subtle. Azazel stood up and walked to the window. "Yes, I've encountered him before...and that Summon..."

Noticing Azazel was lost in thought, Ras'tepa spoke up. "Yes, Alira, we had just finished discussing this. It seems the best idea right now would be to persuade that Crossbreed to join OUR cause. The Summon is powerful, if he's killed and she's resealed, who knows when her next Master will awaken her. It would be wise to use the Wolf..."

 

"I will stay her for now, I will send Ekaf with a meassage, Ekaf" she said just as Ekaf came back into being.

"Yes, I heard my orders, I will search for him" she said as she ran out of the room.

 

"Why would you do that," Jacob yelled at Zieden,"They were perfect and you ruined them." He pretended to cry."I'm just, kidding, they weren't that impoeratnt"He said

 

Azazel heard a new voice and footsteps running out, but he kept looking out the window in silence.
Ras'tepa jumped when the girl named Ekaf came out of nowhere and left. Not wanting to come off as too curious, he didn't ask who she was. "So what is the human for?" he asked, motioning towards Alira's companion.

 

"Azael was good at absorbing the life force or something from humans, so I bought him a Human with a strong Lifforce, some sport for him" she said. She turned and faced the man. "Run, we will deal with you soon" she said calmly to him.

The man ran away scared once he heard what he was for.

 

Zuiden smiled as he looked at Jacob, "I'm glad you think so." Turning to the three men holding Jacob, he ordered, "Strip him of all equipment and armor. I know how to make him suffer before he dies." As he turned to walk away, something on Jacob's hand caught his eye. "What's this?" He asked, grabbing Jacob's hand as he noticed an old ring on it.. "This might be worth something...I'll take it, thank you." He tried pulling it off, but for some reason, it wouldn't leave Jacob's finger. "Fine, I don't need the stubborn piece of junk," He said, turning his attention to Whisk, he ordered, "Strip him down, just like I said. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Yes, sir!" Whisk said as Zuiden walked away.



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"Idiot!" Azazel screamed at Alira as he sped out the hall. He caught the man before he turned the corner. Putting a hand over the man's mouth to cover his screams, he dragged him back to the King's room. Slamming the door behind him, Azazel shifted back to his Demon form and proceeded to suck the life force out of the human, killing him. Turning his attention to Alira, he said, "Don't be rash! We want to keep a low profile for awhile. No word of the Demons shall escape...we'll deal with the Wolf soon enough. Now we need to discuss our plans."

"Wait," Ras'tepa said as he opened the door and walked outside. He Shaped two walls on each of the side of the door, each a couple feet from the door. He then Shaped another wall in the middle, connecting the first two. He walked back inside, closed and locked the door. "That'll prevent anyone from getting too close and overhearing anything." He sat down at the King's desk, shot a look at all the jewels on the floor, and turned his attention back to the other two Demons, not paying attention to the corpse in between them.

 

"So, Mr. Sharptooth. What's your plan?" Said Screech with a grin.

"Gather all your archers and position them to the north. I want you to rain arrows down on them. Those with long bows will aim for the inner city with arrows that are on fire. Buildings will go up in flames forcing any humans that are hiding inside, out of the buildings."

Screech spat on the ground. "Raw meat is much better than roasted, Karchit."

"Quiet fool!" Karchit snapped, "You'll have your fair share of raw meat."

Screech had nearly slit Karchit's throat for that comment, but he fought back the temptation.

"Meanwhile," Karchit continued, "I will have Leechers climb the walls from the south using the ladders. Lizards will scale the walls on the East and West. I want your Leechers to gradually meet up with the Lizards on the East and West. Once they've made their way away from the south wall, We will halt the flow of soldiers there.
If everything goes well, this should be the humans setup at this point. Most of their archers will be positioned to the north to fight off your archers. On the east and west, They will be attempting to halt My lizards' climb by pouring boiling oil on them. And most of the swordsmen will be on the south side.
That's when when send in the catapults with explosives. They will come from the south side where there are few archers. Their goal is to blow a hole through the wall. Make the first few miss on purpose so we can lure some of the archers from the North wall down to the south. We'll then send in more explosives from the north. If all goes well, We should blow a hole through the north and south side."

Screech began to laugh in a creepy manner. "Well, well, well. Looks like Karchit the Screw-up may come up with some decent plans after all. If all goes according to your plan, They will have lost nearly all their archers. That means we catapult the hell out of them." Screech laughed some more. "This should be fun."

 

"Fine, so whats the plan, when will the others be here, how many crystals are left?" she asked them as she started to pae the room, she moved at a Human running speed.

 

"The others will be here when the rest of the crystals are broken. Ras'tepa, fill her in." Azazel said as he continued to look out the window.
"Right," Ras'tepa was turning his head as he talked, keeping up with Alira's pace. "Originally, six crystals existed. One was entrusted to the Cylians, another to the Cat Clan, a third to the Wolf Clan, and the other three to the humans. My guess is that each country received a crystal: Ilianam, Baflee, and Melkine." Ras'tepa got up and stood next to Azazel. "One of the crystals must've been broken for me and Azazel to have escaped the Demonic Realm, but we don't know which one. That's why I sent groups of soldiers searching the country, collecting every jewel they can find. They won't have as much luck in Baflee or Melkine since I have no power there, but they were ordered to try. Also," Ras'tepa was embarrassed to continue, "the son of the King, the King I'm inhabiting, might have one of the crystals..."
"What!?" Azazel turned to Ras'tepa.
"Unfortunately, I had him banished from the country, but I have ordered soldiers to scour the land for him and his sister," Ras'tepa didn't look at Azazel as he talked, fearing the Devil's expression, "If we find him, we get the crystal. If we find his sister, we can use her as bait. These humans would do anything for loved ones."
Azazel thought of the soldiers that had asked him if he's seen two humans, "I see....you left your kingdom greatly weakened with most of your soldiers on a scavenger hunt, but who cares about the country...this whole world shall be ours!"

 

"Well the south country is under attack by some force, I don't know what, but I would guess from another one of us, but I can't be sure, it is only a rumor that I heard on my way North" Alira said.

 

OOC: Nobody knows of the mystery demon except the leechers and Karchit. He has kept his presence unknown.

 

Azazel's eyebrow perked when he heard this, "Really?"
"It's not what you think," Ras'tepa replied, "It's the Lizard Clan. And the country's name is Baflee. The Lizards have also gotten help from the Leechers. We couldn't have picked a better time to start our plan. With one country in turmoil, the others will soon follow."
"And then," Azazel started thinking farther ahead, "We'll keep the crystal's safe until all of them are gathered. We'll shatter them all at once, releasing the other Demons in a massive wave." Azazel stared off into space with a smile on his face as he walked around the room, waving his arms as he talked in a maliciously happy voice, "We will then send this land into ruins as quickly as possible! Only the loyal Leechers and Lizards will be spared, and others who swear their allegiance. By the time the Angelens can retaliate, our forces will be too great and without the help of the citizens like last time, they won't stand a chance!"

 

"The Armies of this world would fall quickly to our forces without those who defect, Azazel, I pleg my self to your service once again" she said as she bowed at him.

ooc: She only suspects its a Demon, she dosen't know if it is true or not, she is just going off what she has heard.

 

OOC: you can't take off Jacob's ring, it's impalnted into his bone

 

OOC:

That's why I had Ras'tepa tell her it was Lizards. That is the truth (as far as he knows)

Fine, I'll just cut his damn finger off! jkjk
I edited my post, go reread it and then you can reply.

BIC: "Good," Azazel smiled. "Ekaf, that girl you summoned to fetch the Wolf, she knows she's not supposed to harm him, right?"

 

"Yes, she knows, the stupid copy can't disobey me or you. What will be my next objective, I have sleeper followers all over the contienent, waiting for a single to come and join us, shall I send them the single" she asked.

 

Jacob smiled, he didn't need anything to survive. He was a survivor, and would do anything but kill to live. I' ll be back, he thought

 

"General Kellington! General Kellington!" yelled a soldier in a panic. "We are under attack from all sides. Leechers are setting up latters on the south side, and Lizards are scaling the east and west Walls! That's not all! We're getting rained down on by hundreds of arrows from the north. Some of them are on fire. The city is burning."

"They came faster than I expected." said Kellington. He then turned to the soldier. "Archers should focus on the north wall. Swords men to the south. use our wall defenses for the east and west. How much oil have we prepared?"

"Not much, sir. We didn't have much time." said the soldier.

"Use it sparingly then." Said Kellington sternly. "I'm going to head to the castle. I want you to get someone to send word to the king that it has begun."

"Why are you heading away from the battle?"

"Just do as I said." Kellington said impatiently.

 

"Good, but don't signal them yet," Azazel ordered Alira. "We need to remain quiet for awhile. Alira, I will remain here, you can go whereever you want, do whatever you wish, but remember," Azazel's eyes glowed a brighter yellow as he spoke, "keep. A. Low. Profile!"


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Zuiden returned from his tent with the equipment: two pieces of chain, a blindfold, a rope, and a sack. Jacob was completely stripped down to his bare clothes and barefooted.
"Is he completely stripped? No pouch for money, no canteen for water?" he asked Whisk.
"Yes, of course, I even checked his boots and pockets to make sure he couldn't hide anything," Whisk spat on a Jacob before continuing, "I decided to keep the shoes, by the way, they're just my size."
Zuiden couldn't help but start laughing as he used the chains to tie Jacob's ankles together, and then his hands. He walked around Jacob and gagged him with the rope and then put the blindfold on him.
"Throw him in that sack and keep him guarded for now," He ordered the two guild members, "Whisk, come with me."
As Zuiden and Whisk walked through the camp, Zuiden noted that all of the tents were emptied of any equipment and personal belongings. "Is everything ready?"
"Yes," Whisk replied, "Everything is loaded onto wagons, the wagons are tied to horses. Your horse is saddled up and ready. We are ready to roll out on your command."
Zuiden then stopped when they reached his horse, a dark red stallion he had named Crescent. "Tell everyone to leave Jacob's followers here and torch the camp! I want everything turned to ash. Then leave towards East to Baflee, I'll catch up after I deal with Jacob."
"Of course," Whisk jumped on a random horse and rode around camp, yelling the orders.
Zuiden hopped on Crescent and rode back to Jacob. "Put Jacob on back of Crescent." When the guild members tied Jacob to the back of the saddle, Zuiden gave another order, "Go help Whisk burn this camp down. There's not enough horses for everyone, so some of you may have to walk. If there's room, ride on the wagons, but head out right away!"
Zuiden rolled off into the distance with Jacob's body bouncing behind him. When he was about half a mile away, he dumped Jacob and took him out of the sack, "Let's see how well you survive in the desert, old pal. No food, no water, you're almost naked and you're tied up!"
Zuiden rode back to camp, laughing. As he rode through camp, he saw Jacob's men screaming for help. Some of them may escape the fires...but most won't, he thought with a smile. They deserved it for not following him instead. AFter he left the camp, he saw his guild up ahead.