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Ye Olde Taverne | ||||
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*Father walks into the Taverne* | ||||
im sorry father but ur a father so u cant drink. unless ur kids a teenager then its fine. | ||||
"What are you saying son?!? What else is a father to do except drink and abuse his wife?" | ||||
*rolls up his sleaves* well if u abuse ur wife again im gonna have ta hurt ya. | ||||
Ishna bares silver fangs while raising a claw-filled hand, "Wife abuse?! Let me show you what the Harpurions do to such beings... We're a all-female society, so it's a miracle I even let Nighthawk have any say in my kingdom." Dael and Tasthos both light fire into their hands. Tasthos has demonic flames roaring with power while Dael has holy and demonic spells swirling around him. Nighthawk shifts his right arm to where anything coming off the gauntlet would make a straight line into Father's ribcage. Erikau puts a hand on her angelic runeblade. At all this, Kurelia whistles and turns to Father, "Eh... I'd leave if I were you. Or change your tone.. Two demon lords, an archangel that's by all accounts a godess, a nephilim assassin, and a Harpurion Princess... Hell, if I were anyone else, I'd run like a bat out of hell." | ||||
Walks back into the tavern after hearing the conversation just outside the door.... Smells the air while walking by Father and notices the origin of the stench, "My my it seems our friend here didn't mean what he said, otherwise a person that actually abuses humans wouldn't quite have this type of involuntary reaction." Then continues over to Dael and Tasthos and calms them both down and put Erikau's hand down, then walks over to Nighthawk and gets him to settle down along with his wifey. | ||||
*Boogey walks into the tavern senseing a lot of tension between what
looked like some mythical heros and an average looking middle aged man
with a comb over and an enlarged stomach most likely caused by excess
amount of beer* | ||||
ahem. you forgot about me. i started this thing. and i think ill fini*beep* | ||||
- Senti, don't be sad, but you are the one with a enlarged stomach, *hick*... ....OUch, that was a gOOOOod one!!, Hooja, HAHAHA, Senti, you old foo*BANG!* *Efrandor falls with a big nice bang to the floor and falls asleep faster than a little tiny mini baby.* | ||||
*Than he notices the hunky piece of man meat in the corner* | ||||
Erikau slowly releases her sword, smirking at Father. Dael and Tasthos both begin howling with laughter. Nighthawk suddenly felt the lightbulb in his head go off before giving his best *beep*-eating grin, "We should bring in Bowing Longstar and Jacob Wyvern." Dael smirked, "Oh yes... I know what you're thinking.... I quite agree..." Ishna cries out, "Oh no!! Not that! Not the karaoke! I refuse!" Nighthawk smirks, "Who said we were gonna make you sing?" (Edited by Sir Tasthos Drathor 11/21/2006 7:07:34 AM) | ||||
Tassadar howls with laughter. Ahhh my friends this is a time of rejoice for the Queen of Blades has fallen and the once peacefull planet of Aiur is slowly but surely being called home once again... | ||||
"Ah, Tassadar, it seems you have mixed up the stench of my sweat from eons of training with something else. But if you so insist..." *Father takes out from his back a sicled scyth with dwarven runes carved on the blade, he then beats Tassadar to a pulp and pisses on Tassadar while he begs for mercy. Now you how it's supposed to smell like, remember it.* *Father looks around and sees the supposed legendary heros' legs quivering like a boy in his first fight.* "Well, I guess you people aren't as great as you say." | ||||
all right thats enuf * pulls out the legendary Sword of Truth, then precedes to kick the living *beep* outa Father. once done Father layd on the floor bleeding to death. but as senturu is a nice guy he heals him to a poin that Father will live but nothing for the pain. actually increased his pain* now, my stone giants please remove this thing from the Tavern and do not let him back in. | ||||
*Wakes up for a short sex and puts his head up.* - Hooja!!! More beer for me! *Passes out again.* | ||||
Tasthso speaks, "Senturu... I'm afraid the golems aren't enough..." At this, the sound of Nighthawk and Dael cracking knuckles make several tavern-goers realize things were about to get ugly. Fast. Without anymore warning, Dael throws a spell at Tathos, who whips it around him, doubling the power before throwing it at Father. The resulting shockwave knocks everyone that was not a demon to the floor. Father is sent sailing out of the doorway. Tasthos then walks to it, casts a quick fix spell and shuts the door. He then looks at Senturu, asking, "What? Think we were gonna kill him? I'll save that for later. For now, I want some more wine." Nighthawk erupts laughing, his head back as he howls with laughter. | ||||
*Father lies on the ground, amused that these mere mortals and creatures who has achieved some power actually believe they can defeat the almightly Father. He gets up and cooly walks back into the tavern. The people inside seems to look surpirised, Fathers gives an evil grin.* | ||||
Tasthos clambors out of the hole and smirks before standing, stretching, "Not bad... I think you just gave me enough puncture therapy for the next five weeks... And you got rid of the crick in my neck. So, lemme give you my thanks... NOT!!!" With that, Tasthos opens a portal and out walks a woman decked in black with ruby eyes and long black hair. She smirks when she sees father before snapping her finger, plunging the tavern into magical darkness. Then, the sound of ripping is heard before the lights come back on. Father lies on the ground with thirty hundred slashes all over his body, fourty broken bones, two hundred fractures and a gaping hole where his heart used to be. Tasthos is wiping off his blood hands, Dael is licking his fingertips, causing several to shiver in disgust. Nighthawk, meanwhile, holds two blood, magically enchanted daggers. The aflamed dagger is burning off the blood and Nighthawk uses it to scrap the quickly freezing blood off his ice-enchanted dagger. Ishna, meanwhile, is downing a mana potion. Kurelia has her runeblade on the table, it's blade covered in blood. The newcomer looks at Dael and speaks, "Nice work." "Thank you, Lady Nuruei." Dael bows before speaking, "Senturu, Lady Nuruei, Goddess of Darkness. My lady, Senturu, the owner of this fine tavern..." Soon, several strange demons appear before dragging the corpse of Father into a portal to Hell after Tasthos enscribes several enchantments to Father's chest, back and face. Once gone, Tasthos smirks, "He's not getting back." "Why not?" Nighthawk asks. Dael spoke, "I recognized one of those runes. It's a Void Banish. The lowest part of Hell is called 'the Void'. Hell drains the magical energy of everything, even demons, to a lesser extent the higher up you are in Hell. The void drains everything so quickly, you can't get out magically. And becuase of how the labyrinth is built there, no one has ever made it out, alive or dead." "That's bad..." Erikau mutters. "No less than that *beep* deserves..." Tasthos smirks, "He can't use his magic to get out, and no one has ever found out how to bring down the Labyrinth Gaurdian, which is immune to physical blows." "Did you make the Gaurdian?" Nighthawk asked. Dael shook his head, "No.. It's ancient... Before even the Drathor House took the reigns of hell fourty five billion years ago... No one's found out how to kill the thing. You can't use magic, of any sort, in the Void, and physical blose just pass through the Gaurdian, but it's physical blows will still connect. It's a complete mystery. In thirty billion years, only I and Kael have ever been banished to the Void and escaped." Nighthawk nods, "Hmmm... Yikes..." | ||||
*Father wakes in the void, he looks around, "Hmmm..." He thinks, and along with that he wonders if those *beep*ssssss have figured out just how powerful he really is.ing, he gets up and looks around.* | ||||
Wakes up from being knocked unconcious and heals all his wounds... stands up and walks to the bar "Two shots... looks over at Tasthos I've learned some new tricks too nodding." | ||||
Tasthos nad Dael shake their heads before both demons turn their heads, eyes wide as the door flies open and in walks a man dressed in a black robe. Demon energy is floating around him in the form of purple and red energy orbs. Tasthos slumped, "I knew it... Karsath... You used a bloody mirror image, didn't you?" "Almost a perfect copy..." Karsath smirked at his younger brother. Karsath spoke, "Besides, I am immune to all magic anyways, regardless of what form and alignment it comes from. You couldn't defeat me. Neither can this man, whose soul I intend to consume for freeing our father from the Void." "Oh crap..." Dael mutters before ;looking at Father pointedly, then at Karsath, "be my guest... I ain't gonna defend his retarded rump..." "Why not?!" Kurelia asked, eyes wide. Dael rolls his eyes before speaking, pointing at Father, "HE JUST FREED OUR FATHER, THE REPLICA OF SATAN!!! HELLO?!! IT TOOK ME, KAEL, ERIA, AND MINIO JUST TO SEAL THE DEMON GOD INTO THE VOID!!!" Nighthawk spoke, "Okay, Karsath's immune to magic, lets see about physical attack." Nighthawk then threw a dagger at Karsath. The dagger bounced right off, flying twice the original velocity at which Nighthawk had thrown it and sunk into the wood nearby. Nighthawk and Ishna gaped at Karsath. Ishna spoke, "Oh... My.. God... He's... Completely invulnerable?!" Tasthos spoke, "Karsath is... He's consumed several gods in the past few centuries... And gained all their powers... Father... If I were you.. I'd run.. And run fast.. Because there is no magic in existance that can help you..." Karsath spoke, "Plus I can manipulate the very energies you drain from the atmosphere, causing what's called a 'backlash effect'. You use magic, I can kill you instantly using your own powers against you... And your fists and swords will just bounce off my flesh, so I'll give you this choice.. You can die quickly and painlessly, or slowly and screaming with agony..." | ||||
*Father smiled to himself, it seems like these fools still hasn't figured it out. Ah, well, he decided he might as well show them.* | ||||
Karsath feels a soft tingling before yanking Father out of the ethereal realms, smashing him to the ground. Karsath then grabs the mortal Father's throat before lifting him. Karsath spoke, "Magic? Who said magic made me invincible?" Karsath's eyes glow before his whole body suddenly begins to glow. A powerful aura, unlike anything seen lights the tavern with bright, red light. Karsath begins speaking in the demonic tongue. Slowly, Karsath begins to drain Father's ability to create and control magic away from him. And there is nothing that Father could possibly do, as this is not magic that Karsath is using. This is an ability far more ancient, far more lethal than any magic could possibly be, a demonic art Karsath stole from the succubae, and then improved. Karsath is asborbing the magic Father is creating and harnessing it as his own. Karsath is also absorbing Father himself. Tasthos spoke, "I told you Father... You *beep*! Karsath doesn't use magic at all! He cna kill you without using magic! Hell, his invulnerability?! That isn't enchanment or magic! That's his own flesh that give him that ability!" Dael shook his head, "Shoulda ran... Too late now..." (Edited by Sir Tasthos Drathor 11/22/2006 2:07:34 AM) | ||||
Tassadar watching Karsath and Father's conflict."ENOUGH" he shouts, his voice echoing through the minds of all the Tavern guests."This is a place where one can come and enjoy a relaxing drink leaving their troubles outside as they enter. NOT BRINGING IT IN HERE." | ||||
*Pops popcorn, grabs a drink, and watches the fight...* | ||||
*Tassadar dies a horrible death* | ||||
Karsath didn't seem to care about Tassadar, as a blast of mental energy sent the young creature flying backwards. Karsath's grip on Father tightened, before at last, he was done. A purple energy orb, containing Father's ability to create and control magic, exists his body and joins the others circling Karsath. The demon god then tosses the now mortal man aside before turning and walking to the door. He stops and speaks, "If you wish to try and get your power back, Father.. You're welcomed to die trying... But be warned... I chose to fight you becuase you had an ability I did not... The ability to manipulate and contrl magic.. That is why you would never be able to defeat me, I couldn't use magic to begin with, just abilities I stole from other gods, other forms of manipulation and control... Now you know why I was able to defeat you... You drain magic from others... Yet you cannot drain it from me because I am deaf to the power of magic... but now that I have your powers... That is not the case... I have stolen the powers you took forgranted..." Then the demon opened a portal in the span of the doorway and walked into it, before the portal closed. Dael and Erikau were busy helping Tassadar up. Nighthawk sighs before offering Father a hand up, "Want a hand?" Tasthos shakes his head, sighing, before offering Father his hand to help Father get up, "Next time we tell you to run, just run... And don't bother trying to use your powers. I know what it's like when Karsath uses that ability, it'll take you awhile to learn normal magic again... But never have the control you had before your fight with Karsath... Dael over there's the only one that's found a counter to Karsath's draining ability. Lemme get you drink." | ||||
"Wow, Nice control time Karsath, and the hallucination was fantastic!" | ||||
*Father stares at the supposed demons, wondering if they are not just
imps in disguise for they seemed to have reached a new level of
stupidity.* | ||||
Tasthos shakes his head, "Father, you're a fool... If you trapped the ability, you're going to be in for a nasty surprise of your own." Dael spoke, "I've tried this trick as well, Father. He drained both me and Tasthos of our abilities... Fool! I've tried this! I FAILED, and I was four times your strength! Karsath came within inches of destroying me almost entirely last time. I'm not fool enough to try it again. But it's your soul you're putting n the line, not mine. So go ahead!" Dael shakes his head and looks at Senturu, a bottle of scotch... And get a mop and bucket ready because we'll have to clean up Father's blood and guts when Karsath finds out about the trap." | ||||
*After hearing Dael's tirade, Father seems to have a bemused expression on his face.* "What you don't seem to realize my son, is that your power is but a small fraction of my own, hell if you and every single other demon went and put all your powers together it, I would barely break a sweat erasing all your existances from this plane of existance." | ||||
*It was than that Boogey decided to lunge himself at father in a final attempt to destroy him* | ||||
Dael shakes his head at Father, "No. Not true.. You can't kill Hell Dragons. PERIOD. We self-ressurect. Killing us is a temporary victory... What you don't understand is Karsath CANNOT be killed. He's immune to magic and immune to the sword, and I'm betting that trap you laid is magical in nature, which he's immune to anyways... Phsycial, magical, either way, it's lose-lose for anyone, you, me, Tasthos, Senturu.. Don't matter. You me combined couldn't take down Karsath just because of what his innate abilities are..." Suddenly a voice speaks through the darkness, "Foolish little man... Thought you could do away with me so easily? Dael tried this... And his punishment was nothing compared to what you shall face..." Suddenly demon energy surrounded Father and peice-by-peice. Father's atoms where being destroyed. Nothing could stop it because the source was beyond the reach of those in the tavern. Dael shook his head, "I told you so... This isn't magic, either... So don't try it, just take it like the god you proclaim to be..." Dael then looks at Senturu, "Where's my scotch?" Meanwhile, Ishna is scratching the hyena Boogey's ears. | ||||
*Lays limp on the floor* | ||||
*uses his power to turn boogy back to normal and revives Tassadar. after that is finished he then turned his attention on Father and grips his sword tighter* i am getting tired of this. no one seems to know that killing someone is sometimes the best solution *with that senturu then charges Father and swings his sword and cuts off his head* i think that is better. so please everyone knows that once your head is off your body you cant use ur magicks anymore. so please seperate those for me. ive done enuf work today. i think ill have a shot of vodka | ||||
*Efrandor just keeps on sleeping due to the many things and long lines he has to read to be able to continue, however, he is having a rather good beer sleep.* | ||||
The door opens and a black haired, copper-eyed young woman walks in, wearking a black, long sleeve shirt and black hakkama. Her hair reaches down to her ankles. As she approaches, Nighthawk and Ishna both bow in respect. Tasthos and Dael also bow. The girl returns the gesture with a nod, "It's good to see you all remember me..." "Kinda hard to forget you..." Nighthawk stated, scratching his cheek, "I mean.. You're... What can I say? Unique?" "Don't go about carefully," A nineteen year old boy with short black hair and black eyes approaches the bar, "Necosta's in a good mood... Alright, I want a scotch, want one now, want it strong, and if it don't knock me out, I'm going postal and killing everyone here, and nobody can stop me." "Except maybe us..." Dael and Tasthos spoke togethor. Necosta shakes her head, "Well... Kaishin regenerates injuries so quickly it's ridiculously hard to kill him..." "Thats becuase he's a frickin' shape shifter..." Tasthos snorts, "Little creep!" | ||||
*hands him his scotch. once he downs it senturu takes out his club and nocks him out* ok so you want anything milady? | ||||
Stands up and walks to the bar...my that was a pain.... | ||||
Another being enters the tavern. This young man has silver eyes and short blue hair. He wears an open, sleeveless jacket over white, sleeveless shirt. His black khakkis shift as he walks towards the bar. He and Tasthos meet eyes before Tasthos speaks, "Kulren." "Hello... Father..." Kulren sneers. Then he snorts in disgust when he sees Erikau. With a huff of pure rage, Kulren walks to the bar and speaks, "Give me a glass of wine... Don't care what kind....." | ||||
*Father's body gathers itself up from the ground and puts his head back on.* | ||||
Suddenly, Karsath fades into physical existance behind Father, speaking, "Fool, can you be sure that was the real me? Are you even sure this is the real me? Well, I am physical." With that, Karsath proceeds to tear Father's limbs off, his head, arms, and legs. Then, not satsified with his bloodlust, Karsath tears out every single organ of Father's body before devouring Father's heart like it was a delicacy. Karsath licks his chops and looks at Senturu, wiping his mouth on the back of his sleeve, "Give me some wine to wash this down." (Edited by Sir Tasthos Drathor 11/23/2006 3:48:44 AM) | ||||
*Father stares in horror as Karsath tears apart Tasthos Drathor and eats him.* | ||||
The Karsath CLONE turns as Tasthos self-ressurects, his body peicing itself back togethor and the insides regenerating, in full view of all the spectators. Dael, Kulren, Karsath, Kurelia, and Erikau don't even blanch as Tasthos's bones snap and pop back into position and his intestines are rolled back into his stomach before the hole there closed up. Then, Tasthos's thick diamond breastplate slid out of his skin and around his body. Tasthos opens his eyes and speaks, looking at Karsath, "You know what, I'm getting the sneaky suspicion ALL of you are just manipulated golems..." The Karsath copy turns his eyes to Tasthos, smirking, "You're right... I've perfected myself.. This copy.. All these Karsath bodies.. Are just copies... Collective to my mind... See... I've found a way to counter every single trick of the trade Father can come up with.. He manipulates magic... He can.. Hunt down all my copies, he can even resurrect himself... I have one, simple, solution to it all..." Karsath doesn't even flinch as the massive keg of liqour flies by him and smashes into Father. Strangely, however, the liqour inside remains floating in midair before fifteen massive glasses take form out of the very wood of the bar and the liqour is carefully poured into each glass. Karsath's clone turns slowly to Father, "Explain how I could do that without using any form of telepathy, magic, or alternative form of non-physical control... You get it right, I spare your miserably mortal life... Get it wrong, and nothing you can do will prevent me from obtaining your soul, your powers, and consuming your wife and children... Wait.. I think I'll just eat your children and make your wife my lifetime mate... I've been single far too long.." | ||||
Tassadar chuckles as he walks over and takes one of the glasses of liquor and starts drinking as he watches this meaningless struggle over who has the biggest balls contest... | ||||
Tasthos shakes his head at Karsath and Father, finally giving up on trying to tell Father to just let the issue drop. He joins Tassadar in drinking. Then comes to a realization, looking at Tassadar, "Wait! You don't have a mouth as a Protoss! How do you drink liqour?!" Dael speaks, "Maybe Father has enough power to survive, but he can't defeat Karsath either... I vote tie... It's obvious to me Karsath has been holding back all this time and I have no CLUE what he has up his sleeve now that I know all his forms are frickin' copies of the original." Dael grabs a glass and looks at Tasthos, "Does it matter how Tas drinks liqour?" Nighthawk lifted his glass, "A toast! To the four men who know when to quit." "Amen!" Tasthos and Dael toast to that. | ||||
*Father chuckles in amusement.* | ||||
Karsath actually erupts cackling. When he finishes he speaks, "Wrong answer... No spirits, no magic, no telepathy... So, let me show you the right answer..." A huge hand of rock and earth breaks out of the floorboards grasping Father tightly. The very earth begisn to drain Father of his lifeforce. Soon, a massive head tears through the floor as well, Karsath's hooded head. The monster opens where his eyes would be, which are filled with molten rock from the planet's core. The demon smirks, before the massive earthen hand begins to crush Father like a bug. The earth Karsath speaks, "You are a fool, Father, to presume I rely on anything else but myself or my copies... Now, you will die... Without ever seeing my true face..."
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im gonna have to ask that all hostilities stop. ive decided that Father is harmless. *uses his magic to end Karsaths Earth monster. and repair the floorboards* and as before magic is a bad thing here so *heads to the middle of the tavern and makes a grace in the center. using the grace senturu then casts anti-magic webs in the tavern. ending all magic in it. THAT MEANS NO MORE MAGIC* | ||||
Tasthos shakes his head, "Senturu.. That WAS Karsath... Which means he can do that again if he wants to..." Kulren, who had vanished somehow, comes walking in, tossing a large orange stone up and down that was encased in Karsath's demon aura. Kulran smirked, "Not without this.... While Father had Karsath's entire attention, I stole this out of a nearby rock fissure under the ocean..." Dael spoke, "GIMME THAT!!!" Dael snatches the orb and looks closer at it, "Hmmm... Hey.. This is a Vahnatai Soul Crystal!" Nighthawk's head jolts, "How the 'ell did Karsath get a hold of one of THOSE?!" "Huh? Why you asking me?!" Dael snaps before looking at it, "Hmmm.. Interesting... Gimme some time to study this... I think I might be able to turn Karsath's own weapon against him, but knowing him, it'll be tricky." Dael looks at Senturu, "Do you happen to know where I can find Arcanite, Neozothium, and Trilithoricon?" "Good greif..." Nighthawk threw his eyes up, "WHY do you need three of the rarest metals known to all creatures in all realities?" "Because... Well... Nevermind.." Dael shook his head, studying the Soul Crystal, "Just get me some!" | ||||
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