Mercenary of the High Seas! : The Death of CATSNAKES!

The man had given Alric little trouble
over the Felblade and took it from his possession without too many
questions. Alric was about to get up to leave when.

“The
Northern kings have returned.” came a quiet voice from the old man,
one that Alric was unfamiliar with. He paused as he was getting up

“Nonsense, its been too many years.”
“They claim the line has been re-established. It almost looks legitimate... Dark times are coming Alric. The church of the Green Moon have already fallen behind them, as well as the Acolytes of Gansen.”

A pregnant silence ensued this

“...What of the Paladins?”

“their order vouches to remain
neutral in all inter clerical conflicts and will not help in any
attacks outside the city they are stationed in.”
“...What of you and yours”
“I do not know. The south has no king nor any
line to draw one from. Your fathers took care of that” he muttered
with a sad grin. “and we would never submit to their rule.”

“War then”

“......yes, and I want to request
that the dragons join us.”
“That's a bold request to make.”
“Best make it before time gets Dire.”
“...Go to the Citadel tomorrow, Tell the guard that the cows are exactly what they seem they will take you to who you need to talk to.”

“Thank you Alric”
“We're square now, anything past this is a new debt”
“Hah! I thought we were friends Alric!
“Oh we are Gailin, but I'm a mercenary remember?” Alric said with a chuckle.

Alric Re donned his disguise and made
his way for the buildings exit. Leaving a man greatly relieved.
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James lifts himself back up, blushing quite alot.....

James remembers everything so far, like as if someone just played everything in fast forward...

How can I see this all.... I was out.... or was I?...whatever...

James eyes all the goblins and then the chimera......

...

James steps forward to the chimera... and then tips his straw hat to it, "Thanks mate, I feel fully recovered. But I wouldn't expect less from someone part phoenix." James magic sight was almost being blinded by the white fire that could only be seen from magic sight... white fire, a phoenix sign....its beautiful...

James shook his head. James could also see all the other parts, and was damn glad that hashta was so damn benevolant... or else James and everyone else would be dead...

"One moment, please."

James clicks his tele-pin, and tunes it to Daniel's pin. James informs Daniel quickly on what's happened, and tell them to stay full alert for the pirates. If anything goes bad on the mission, James will send up a glowing flare for either calvary, artillery (James hopes not, he doesn't want a repeat of the cathedral incident), or warning that they've failed, and enemies are advancing (different colors for different signs).

"So...Hashta, am I correct? You want us to kill the demon lord elric in the castle close in this Island, using your magic and these goblins to weaken him and help assist the orc Brutis to smash his pretty head then?"

...

"Sounds like a plan to me, just one question: Why must it be an orc? Can it be any of us to kill him, or is the Orc's Bloodrage the only thing to get to him?"

"And I must know, for the safety of my crewmates, how much power this Daemon Lord will still have. I know some of Daemon Lords, and they are crafty and, pardon the pun, un-godly strong. I'd like to know more about the castle we are going to, and any traps or obstacles we have to face."

James spoke so all of the crewmates here could hear, "Even restricted, a Daemon Lord could easily kill us one by one, so I don't want any heroics. We stick together, and not lose focus. Gather yourselves up mentally, and prepare for the worst."

James turns to hastha again, and waits for answers, having a look of curiosity and just slight awe at seeing all of these wonders in one day.
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Look, lets get it straight, I'll probably mis-quote you, whoever you are, and no matter what you say, I'll find something pervy or just plain wrong with it. For that is the way of Rhindillisms

Aru looked around at the strange surroundings a bit confused, until he spotted the little green punks. He grabbed the nearest one and punted it before anyone could stop him.

"Little fuckers want to shoot me?!"

The others immediately restrained Aru and explained the situation to him.

A daemon huh? Fun stuff...

He looked up at the catsnake.

And you're like me...heh...I'll do the best I can...

"Awake!" Aru commanded, his armor springing to life and moving from his chest to its attack position around his legs, arms and face. He nodded to James and looked up at the catsnake.

"Lets do this."
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The raptor looked into the cave from afar with piercing golden eyes; it was dark, but she could still vaguely make out what was going on inside as the crew went further and further in; then they disappeared from her view. She peered about her for a moment; all the little goblins appeared to be going about their business, oblivious to her presence. Were she human, she would have smirked in a devilish sort of way. It had been a while since she'd played a trick on Rav.. Was now the perfect time? Let's see: the human was in a cave, distracted by a Catsnake, the goblins that wanted to eat her were distracted... Yes, now was perfect. She took off as silently as she could, gliding down to the entrace of the cave. The dim light was, frankly, difficult for her to see in, but she managed to find the group and land heavily atop Raviana's head as though attacking her.

Raviana helped Jamie carry James, and then she stood in the cave in a sort of stunned silence. And, uh, how was she supposed to help with this? She watched Hashta carefully, but that was just about all she could do. And suddenly there was something on her head. She started, reaching automatically for a knife before she heard Tesi's laugh in her mind. ...You know, this isn't exactly the best time to be fiddling around. You missed the part where we're talking about battling a daemon lord.

How exciting! You know, I've always wondered about things like this and how--

Raviana gave a sigh and tried to tune out the bird's chatter in her mind and focus on Hashta. She hadn't said a word so far, and she didn't feel she had anything to contribute.

--wonder if we'll be able to--

Alright, just calm down. She's just excited, that's all. She'll be quiet eventually, and then you can focus for real.

--maybe if Brutis, you know, the orc--

The least you can do is try to help. Maybe there'll be a use for you here yet. You never know what's--

--going to happen.

Jamie was just having fun listening to Hashta talk. She hadn't seen a catsnake in years, after all, not since before she'd bound herself to booze. He'd been much smaller, though, and seemed to disappear once the hangover set in. But he'd been a good pal. She vaguely wondered why she never saw him around anymore.

She listened as James spoke and watched as Aru's armor became all activated. At this point, she was really wishing she'd brought along some booze. Because she didn't carry substantial amounts in her belt. Though she did have her poisons in there still, but she didn't know just how effective mere poison would be against a daemon lord. However, any booze whips she made would only be made more powerful if she used her poisons with them. Any welts would poison the blood. Hmm...decisions, decisions...

In her pocket, she felt the coin get even lighter the further they moved. That meant...jackpot.

"Hey, Hashta, you got any booze around here?" Jamie stood her ground, not swaying in the least. Didn't need him thinking that she just wanted to get drunk. Or that she already was. One of the goblins (she was rather disappointed that they weren't aliens, but alas, not all dreams were meant to come true) gestured to a vat beside him. Jamie flexed her fingers and drew the alcohol - a rather crude distillation of berries and nuts, made around 29 years ago - out of the vat. "Excellent. This will do nicely." Bringing her fingers together without letting them touch her palm, the booze condensed into a ball about the size of her palm. She opened a compartment in her belt and dropped it in. "Well I'm ready. We gonna go or what?"
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The Man Without a Rank Joined : 13 Oct 2007 Posts : 2381

Debbi was frowning. Fight a Daemon Lord upon the field of battle?

HELL. NO.

A Daemon Lord would eat her up and spit her out like she was nothing. There was nothing in her arsenal of different forms that could take on a Daemon Lord- Could she shift into a Daemon Lord?

She blinked. She had never even thought of that.

Even so, she was prepared to just turn around and get out of there, but she couldn't just leave Doog by himself. And he wouldn't go with her either.

She sighed. A long day...
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Catsnake-whatever wants us to kill a daemon lord or something like that. Sounds simple, and it's not like I got anything better to do.

Everyone else was getting ready to fight. Zero just stood there, arms crossed.

Worst comes to worst, I could just hightail it outta here. So what if they die, I was planning on killing them all anyways.
But it is just one daemon lord. I'm sure we can handle that.
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All this time Liam had remained hidden, listening and observing everything that had been said and done so far, all this from the shadow formed between two torches that were in the wall of the place they had been. Something about all this made Liam uncomfortable, That creature was obviously a very strong being as of now, and had been able to heal that other chimera and the mage instantly with no visible effort, it was also able to sense hidden members other than him before and had a lot of influence over those weird regenerating green creatures.

Liam pondered then, if part of his power was being poured in containing that supossed "Daemon" which were powerful being alone... how powerful would that thing would become once the Daemon was to be defeated? and what guarantee they had that "Hashta" would not turn their back to the others and kill them once they got rid of the Daemon, providing they were strong enough to defeat such creature in the first place...

Liam was very doubtful of that being's intentions, and as such, he decided to remain hidden, for some reason, that thing could not sense him, so he decided to keep this element in his favor. He would stay behind all the group and observe. so he just stood there, all that time, remaining invisible as almost everyone in the group prepared for battle and decided to comply to the creature request with almost no objections, he could not believe they could be so gullible, still, he was not going to blow his cover to tell them this, so he would just wait until they all had left to follow them from the safety of shadows.
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The hashta listens to James querys.

"To answer your querys in no particular order. When i directly bind his physical form it "SHOULD" block him from his daemonic powers....meaning no rain of hellfire on us....that being said he will still have access to Elrics spells which are fairly devistating. As to why the orc has to kill him. The Daemon lord's astral form is extreamly powerfull. Once he inhabited Elrics body the flesh became his prison. He cannot posses anyone else unless they freely offer themselves to him while he is in Elric. But if his mortal form expires he becomes astral again and will not have that limitation. This is where Brutis comes in. Not much is known about the Bloodrage....but it is known that a mortal blow from and orc embodying the bloodrage severs a daemons ties to this world sending it back from whence it came. This is why it is imperitive that Brutis finishes him off. Your job will be to distract him from a distance, blind him of the orcs pressence untill it is too late for him to escape. If that answers your questions then we should be off."

The party of mercenaries and Hashta leave the cave and take a contingent of goblins with them. They travel deep into the jungle and eventualy find a clearing next to a giant waterfall. On the bank of the river at the base of the waterfall stands a giant black tower. From the tower comes a loud howling noise that must be Elric.

"Well doesn't he sound like the happy camper. 1000 years locked up when they should be out causing destruction and chaos must give daemons such a crick in the neck." says Doog. "Well lets get into position people"

The team spreads out each crewmember finding where they will do the most good.

"I will undo the bindings holding him. When he exits the tower my binding of his physical form will take effect. Most likely he will focus the majority of his attention on me. The chant the goblins will be preforming and my own mental barrier spells should keep the daemon from ordering me to kill you all."

With that Hashta chants a few words and the tower shimmers for a moment. Then the towers doors EXPLODE outward in a shower of wood splinters. Elric walks out. Or whats left of Elric. The Daemon has not been kind to Elrics body. The mage seems to be nothing more than a skeleton with flesh drawn tight over it. His eyes roam around independently of one another. The howling rage he bellows as both eyes set upon Hashta intensifys. Then Hashta finishes his second chant and yellow bands of force encircle Elric the mad. Hopefully cutting the Daemon inside him off from the source of his power.

Suddenly Elric speaks a word. Two Ghost hands of immens size with wicked claws rake and attack Hashta. Hashta fights these sendings with barriers and pheonix flame.

Doogan sees Elric lift a hand holding a small metal rod focus. Doogan takes careful aim with one of the small daggers the goblins lent him and lets it fly straight and true. The dagger gets within an inch of the focus and then suddenly isn't there anymore. Something shimmers in the air just between the focus and where the dagger vanished. Dammit he has an iron shielding spell up. Well the only way around that is to feed it enought iron to end the spell. Dagger after dagger flys out of Doogans hand only to dissapear before finding its mark.

"So you brought help did you foolish Hashta? Good.....my body is on its last legs anyway. One of these fools will make a fine replacement. MWUHAHAHAHAH!"

(you may make a post here of your part in the fight and the daemon trying to entice you to be its new host. after everyone has posted the daemon will posses Smokey and we will kill smokey. Sound like a plan? good! BREAK.)
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My doogan is four feet tall.
~TGC

[2:34:54 AM] Doog assgrabs the cappin...Firm yet supple. Doog ducks the fiery wrath of ril. the duck is incinertated.
[2:37:23 AM] Doog assgrabs ril as a form of apology. The duck death toll for this act is believed to be in the thousands.

The Man Without a Rank Joined : 13 Oct 2007 Posts : 2381

Debbi shifted into all of her elemental forms one at a time, sending raging torrents of water, gales of wind, hardened boulders and scorching flames streaming at the mad man- to no effect. Each attack was blocked with negligent wave of the hand, a turn of the head or some other insignificant movement.

Debbi shifted back to her normal form, fuming, and it was in that moment of weakness, as she altered herself, that the daemon struck.

She was lost in the bonds of a hideous ecstasy, waves of agony and pleasure coursing through the very fiber of her being with such ferocity that the seemed indistinguishable. Her whole body shook with the force of it, and it seemed she would explode from the sheer amount of feeling that was welling up inside of her.

The daemon invaded her, mind, body and soul, striking at her deepest desires and wants, stroking her ego and self, and it promised so very much that she wanted. Pleasure. Pain. Happiness. All were in its grasp to give.

She could feel the devil's power, the radiant energies that no mortal form could contain for long. She could do anything, become anything with this. Revenge on her enemies. On him.

All it would cost her was her soul.

That's a deal breaker right there.

She screamed as the daemon was forced from her mind by sheer force of will, and the mad man snarled in rage as Debbi collapsed to her knees, panting. Sweat dripped from her, and she glared at the being.

She stood back up, and called upon all the forms within her to attack.
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I HAVE RETURNED FROM EXILE!

anyway people need to post.

Primarly Banano, Bladed, and James, Ril would be cool too but I dont think its required? Im a little lost on where things are. So please get to it unless you wanna call this dead.

Oh and unless you say that you quit I will relentlessly harras you to do so.
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Aru charged the man at full force, only to get knocked back by a torrent of spells and attacks, it seemed he rerouted all of Debbis attacks at Aru. He flew backwards bringing his arms up to his face to shield himself, smashing into the stone wall behind the group and leaving a small crater, the spells pushing him further back.

No! I won't fucking let him!

Aru roared, forcing the spells back and around his body, standing in the dust and rubble barely injured.

"Ahh... I like this one." The daemon chuckled before striking, invading Arus mind.

"Arghhh!!" Aru clutched his head and dropped to one knee, closing his eyes in pain, the world around him vanishing.

He opened his eyes again quickly, he was no longer in the room, he was in the glade like last time. He looked up and saw the Daemon.

"Join with me, and I will grant you untold power." The daemon offered him, spreading its arms wide and giving him an evil grin.

"Fuck you."

"Very well then I will take you by force!" The daemon roared, rushing him.

Aru assumed a defensive stance, ready for him, but it never happened. The daemon, halfway to him was yanked back by roots.

"What trickery is this!?" It shouted cutting them down and glaring at him. Aru realized it right away.

"Heh...you wanna take me...well you gotta get in line." Aru stated as the dragon tackled the daemon from the side. The rolled on the ground, limbs, claws, and teeth gnashing.

"You'll have to go through me." The dragon snarled, tossing the Daemon aside.

"And me." The dryad stated calmly, stepping out of the trees and rooting the Daemon to the ground. It struggled to break free, but for every vine and root broken, two more sprung up to tie it down. Aru walked up to it slowly.

"Now get the fuck out of my mind." He growled, drawing back and delivering a devastating blow to its face, the mindscape they were in shattering around them and bringing them both back to reality, the only thing Aru heard was "You owe me." But he wasn't sure if it was the damned dragon or the dryad.

Aru got up slowly shaking himself down and nodding to the others before rushing the Daemon again. This time it wouldn't pull that damn trick!
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Aw, shit, Raviana and Artesia thought in unison. The daemon had tried his hand with Debbie and Aru, but to no avail, and it now turned its attention upon the scrawny human female body.

"Anything's better than this body," it hissed in obvious disdain, and Raviana gulped audibly. She couldn't throw any of her weapons at it, and they were her only defence. She'd just have to hope that she could ride this out.

"You're quite the pretty little thing, aren't you?" he teased, stroking her ego as he invaded her thoughts. Her body fell to the hard ground, spasming as she tried to resist the daemon that was beginning to wreak havoc on her mind. She couldn't fight it. Too powerful. She wasn't trained for this!

"Come now, I could make you great!" the daemon whispered seductively into her mind. He knew that she often played second seat to Artesia, knew that she sometimes felt useless. Even when she was in her element, they ran across such strange things that she often didn't know what to think about them or how to react. To be great, to be powerful, to be something at all was tempting to the young scout.

But the crew, she thought, trying to find an excuse, a way out. She couldn't simply fight it.

I will let them live, it lied, but her mind was nearly broken. The daemon had torn it at the edges it could reach and was following the rips further in, feeding off of the control it was slowly gaining over her.

Artesia had taken to the air and looked about frantically, watching in panic as her companion's body stopped moving. The daemon was eating at the connection between them, trying to cut off the bird's powerful mind.

The raptor made one last ditch effort to pull her friend back to reality, pushing into Raviana's mind and managing to break through the daemon's walls. She screamed, "Snap out of it Rav!"

The human's mind twitched in recognition of the distant voice and strained to reach out.

It's nothing, the daemon reassured her, his voice soothing, trying to seduce Raviana's mind to his will. Just a little bit further and she would be his.

Tesi, her mind called, vaguely aware of the bird trying to pull her out of the temptation. Suddenly her mind snapped to attention. Wait, what?! She tried again to push the daemon out of her mind, but to no avail.

Got your back, Rav, Tesi's voice was louder, and she acted as back up to Rav's mind. Together they were able to push the daemon out, and Raviana's body shot up only to fall back down. She was exhausted, and Artesia kept guard over her mind.

Selina smiled, as the Daemon changed his footing, rejected yet again. My my, he's either really bad at this, or-

She paused in the middle of casting a spell, but not by any choice of her own. Nothing was moving. Not even the daemon possessed man himself. Then a wavering shadow pulled itself out from the daemon's chest, solidifying into the cloaked, darkened mirror image of the terrible creature. Well, almost a mirror image. It was less twisted and more human, probably similar to how the man looked before being taken in and taken over.

Well, hello Selina. It was a thought in her head, but not a thought of her own. How delightful to finally meet you. The circumstances are rather unfortunate, since I need that body of yours.

And what in the nine hells do you think you could do to get into my mind? What's stopping you.

I wish to negotiate my terms. There are some things you want........ So badly it aches.

Selina shivered. What do you mean by that?

Power, obviously, but much more than that. I can give you
knowledge. Don't you want to know what's happening to your body? why
your blood boils with magic?

And of course there's that memory...

What are you-

My dear, you know what I'm talking about. The memories you can't forget? The reason you drink all the time and have to take pills just to sleep soundly at night? at the edge of her mind, an unbidden memory rose like a black insect, twisting and pulling at her, chittering cruelly, a fetid stench on it's human-like tongue. It practically had a physical form.

How do you know-

I'm already in your mind. I have been since the beginning of this conversation.

And now they faced each other on her mindscape. Her memory writhing, clinging, holding her in place.

Far too easy. trapped and exhausted by your own memories and desires. Don't worry, They'll cease to exist along with the rest of your mind. Except the bits I like, of course.

A single teardrop ran down the cheek of Selina's down-turned face. Yes. Do as you wish. Just take it away.

Triumphantly, the daemon walked forward, holding her head still. The look on his face when he found her to be smiling, made the whole thing worth while. I was trained as a summoner, Daemon. You should have remembered that. And you are far too predictable.

Her suddenly sickeningly pale memory slowly dug into his flesh, tearing it apart and removing his Focussed Area Of Conscience from her mind.

The battle around her resumed as if it had never paused, though she knew that the battle in her mind had actually taken up several seconds. Speeding up someone's mind is an easy thing when you have a daemon's massive mind at the reigns. The daemon himself gave her a cold momentary glare.

Selina sent an enhanced fireball at his crotch, and prepared a few feint lightning bolts. With any luck, they'd distract him from. The magic in her blood boiled, and, for once, it felt damn good.

(as always, subject to review.)

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