::The First Strike::

Subject: ::The First Strike:: Thu Nov 08, 2007 6:30 pm

~A thunderous roar cuts through the Valdyrian capital of Valar Idrir as the west wing of the palace splinters like wood, flames enveloping the rest of the Palace. Servants scream, scattering like bugs...while another explosion tears through the imperial barracks, then another through the Imperial Bank, and another through the nobles' quarter.
Men and women, clad in silver robes, bearing the blue horse of Dravidia, throw powerful maics from the streets, striking anyone and anything they can, slaying men, women, elders, and even children as the march up the streets. Behind them, horsemen slowly advance, led by a Dravidian in Golden Armor, the general of this attack.
The horsemen follow the mages, slaying any who manage to escape the mages' flames. Behind the horsemen, a vast unit of infantry rush into the houses, slaughtering the people who cower in fear.~

"Ha! The King is Absent from his home! We shall take this chance to burn the realm to the ground!"

~The Gold clad man laughs, urging his men on toward the Palace.~

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~He stares at the city from his place on the high balcony, the only place in the palace that does not burn. He looks to the men below, most too old or too young to actually do any good, and those that can fight are too few to do any good.~

"Armaddon is late...he should have come back by now."

~Dhulyn looks to the soldiers below, lifting his staff high above his head.~

"Zaerac Seval!"

~A green gold blast flies from the wand, taking the shape of a ram's head, striking a few feet from the advancing men, causing them to halt.~

"Dravidians!, those who enter here shall never exit alive!"

Subject: Re: ::The First Strike:: Fri Nov 09, 2007 3:05 pm

~Veritas appears beside Dhulyn, Majesty pulsating wildly in her hand. There is a murderous gleam in her eyes as she glares down at the Dravidians.~
"I was not meant to live...but I would die for Valadyr..."
~She steps up to the rail, finally glancing at Dhulyn.~
"How powerful are they?"
~Her armor gleams with the reflection of the black flames surrounding her, which also flare down Majesty's length. She glares down at the Dravidian general, noting with some satisfaction a moment of recognition from him--her sister's reign in that wasteland had been short, but it obviously had not been forgotten.~
"Never mind...I don't really care."
~As she speaks, a young girl is torn from her house. Veritas scowls as the girls cries for help pierce her ears. She leaps from the balcony, bringing her sword down on an unsuspecting Dravidian below. In seconds she is surrounded. She smiles.~
"Boys, you learned nothing from my twin."
~She rushes the one directly in front of her, taking advantage of the others' surprise by spinning at the last second. Majesty slices cleanly through three of their throats as she leaps into the air. With a flex of her wings, she is behind the Dravidian bastard who'd slain the young girl...If only she could see the look on his face when he realizes that Majesty is buried deep in his chest. Another leap, and she is back on the balcony, deciding where to strike next.~

Subject: Re: ::The First Strike:: Mon Nov 12, 2007 8:17 pm

~She looks on the slaughter from her horse, the former Empress. She sighs, dismounting.~

Can I never escape this darkness?

~She slowly strides forward, passing through the Dravidian Ranks, as if she were another member of their army. She stop behind the General, her Curic Dagger in hand ((this is leviathan dagger, just its actual name)).~

"I'm done with bloodshed, after today."

~The dagger slices clean through his chest, causing the soldiers to scatter without their commander, leaving only a few remaining, who are well enough veteraned to command themselve. She climbs back on her horse, turning south from the capital, and rides off, her mare at full speed, and is gone before Veritas even realizes she is who she is.~

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