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Post by Theristor Magika on May 28, 2007 15:30:25 GMT 10
well as the title says... we'll finish our fight here and then collate it and send it off to the Vampire FC RP of Club Bleach
Quote DFW:
"Oh I know much of you... i have studied you and stryker for over a millenia. Whilst giving you no knowledge of me" Forming into his natural state. Mortildre stood infront of Ashrah.
Quote Allicat:
*Ashrah's smile remains* you may have studied me so as you know i have slumbered for thousands of years i have never shown my true powers to anyone, no one has ever been able to challenge me.
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Post by Theristor Magika on May 28, 2007 15:45:42 GMT 10
"Shall we release our full power now... no... you have ones you care about here That would limit you. So we shall move to somewhere else. Do you not agree that this would be the best course of action. I don't want to defeat you as a weakling or as a coward so let us go someplace without said restrictions upon us... I have a perfect place in mind."
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Post by Allicat on May 31, 2007 15:34:32 GMT 10
Yes, i suppose you are right... *narrows her eyes at his arrogance assuming that he'd beat her, then looks down at her belly slightly worrying about her child* let us go then, we don't want others to get involved either. *readies herself to follow*
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Post by Theristor Magika on May 31, 2007 21:07:44 GMT 10
Throwing his head back Mortildre Crooned out a tone that no human could hear and soon an area of 20 meters Cubed centred around him began to shimmer... the shimmering distortion got faster and faster until that entire area including Ashrah dissapeared. When Mortildre lowered his head and finished the croon, they were in some place different.
"Welcome to Africa. There are no people up here in these mountains. If you beat me you can then find your own way home, either way only one of us shall leave this mountain valley alive."
Taking a step back with his left foot he raised his arms to a 45 degree angle from his body with his clawed hands palms mostly turned skywards but slightly inward. He bent his knees and sprang forward diving into a roll before reaching ashrah. As he did this He morphed into a large rolling spiked animal of some sort looking something like a hedgehog.
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Post by Theristor Magika on Jul 19, 2007 14:08:18 GMT 10
While their collosal battle seemed to be over, the damage to the scenery was enormous .
Half a mountainside had collapsed, Mostly Damming a river of Blood that flow from Mortildre's fatally wounded body, in fact the body seemed to dissolve into Blood, around 10000KL of blood flowed out, the blood of countless victims formed into a lake, and Mortildre's legacy of Death, was demolished.
But at a terrible cost, To seal the rift that Mortildre had rent into the realms of death, Ashrahs unborn son Perished.
Queen of a dying King.
Unmother of a dead non-son.
The last vestiges of mortildre's magic wore off after his death. Warping Ashrah back to the former battlesite, where she would discover Ben Stryker, her husband had been dealt a Lethal but lingering Blow.
Mortildre was dead. His homeland Destroyed, and his power lost, but he was not gone. His coffin remained within his lair. A blue glow emanated from it's closed depths and back in Africa a spectral fog rose from the lake of blood, and began to drift ever so slowly to the west. Even against the slight breeze that was blowing.
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