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Board Battle OOC Threads / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: OOC Thread
« Last post by Veldanya Venalla on July 23, 2024, 06:59:08 PM »
Alrighty, so ya got 4 golems now on the field, basically same as the previous fight they were in.  The large crystal is still present (though damaged) with a fresh group of smaller crystals shielding it.  Nethalika is clearly charging up an attack and is obviously shielded.
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Veldanya Venalla on July 23, 2024, 06:57:40 PM »
The combined assaults of the Companions barrel towards their respective targets.  The beam from Blightwing collides with the targeted crystal, the dark object pulsing and exploding, unleashing a small shockwave of Darkness.  Kitharsis' spears slam into the remaining crystals, exploding brilliantly against the dark surfaces.  A moment later each of the crystals seem to flicker before exploding, unleashing a small pulse just like the first one.  At the same time Phaerys' plasma beam slams into the larger crystal.  As with the smaller ones it too seems to flicker slightly before unleashing a larger explosion of Darkness. However unlike the small ones it remains standing after the explosion, a shield once more surrounding it and 5 new crystals floating in the air.  Cracks are now visible however along the dark surface of the large crystal.

At the same time this is happening, the bullets unleashed by Vees guns scream through the air towards the Nethalikas even as Soul Reavers shockwave approaches from the other direction.  With all else going on the figures seem unable to properly defend themselves.  Knocked backwards by the shockwave they are practically propelled back into the spray of bullets.  Each figure cries out in pain, two of them seeming to almost liquify into a black shape before seeming to explode and flow back into the remaining Nethalika, the shockwave rolling through and obliterating the throne causing Vee to shift back to the other side of the room closer to the other Companions. 

The Shaiton seems a bit winded before she glances back at the crystal and scowls upon seeing the cracks.

"I must say Seraphim...your friends are certainly quite powerful.  We both know that were it just you and your ilk you could never have come this far.  She still has not returned.  Left you and yours to fend for yourselves like the vile betrayer that she is.  Accept the truth Seraphim.  He shall return momentarily and will embrace your kind and then we can do what needs done to protect this universe."

From under his helm, the Seraphims eyes flare up brightly as he flies through the air towards Nethalika.

"Liar!"

His hammer comes swinging down, slamming against a shield of Darkness forming around Nethalika as she holds her staff in front of her.  The two figures seem to struggle for a moment before in a pulse of both Darkness and Light the two are launched backwards a few steps.  Nethalika scowls at the group once more.

"Very well..."

She then gestures down towards the doorway and behind her to where the obliterated throne once was.  Two portals at each area appear (that's 4 total) and a Siege golem steps out of each one.

"Face the full power of Darkness!"

She slams her staff down into the ground and kneels down as a shield of Darkness appears around her and all can sense significant power flowing into her as she seems to start charging an attack.  At the same time the golems let out a screech as they move to attack the nearest Companion to them, unleashing clouds of toxin and bolts of Darkness.
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Fallen Templar on July 08, 2024, 08:14:45 PM »
Phaerys rallied to Jharm's call to press onward and into the breach. He took up the position of a rearguard within the group, watchful for any foes who would attempt to ambush them from behind as they invaded the second fortress. But the lack of any real opposition suggested that the Shaiton had committed everything they could spare to repel the assault outside.

All save the master of this fortress, of course.

Phaerys regarded Nethalika with due caution. Her appearance bore curious similarities to the Seraphim the Companions were fighting alongside, and the crystal she guarded was wreathed in an energy barrier.

When the purple smoke began to fill the room, Phaerys planted all four hands on the floor. His palms were suffused with an amber glow, and he rearranged some of the matter in the floor to twist up and curl over him, acting as a shield against the raining orbs of darkness. Whatever purpose the smoke served, he felt no ill effects that would deter him from making a counterattack.

As he looked out from under the makeshift barrier, he noticed Kitharsis preparing to unleash a barrage of spears at the smaller crystals while the rest of the Companions battled Nethalika's duplicated selves. He recognised the daring ploy for what it was.

He held out one of his arms, the air around it shimmering from the build-up of heat. When Kitharsis' spears impacted the outlying crystals, Phaerys followed up with a narrow beam of superheated plasma aimed at the central crystal. Provided the barrier would be brought down in time, the beam was quite capable of melting through ordinary solid rock.
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Kitharsis on July 08, 2024, 09:15:29 AM »
Kitharsis follows quickly after Jharm as he rallies them behind him.  The Companions filter into the fort, finding no one to greet them until farther inside.

Someone beckons them further into the fort, whom Jharm confirms is Nethalika, a proficient wielder of the Darkness.  Kitharsis continues on, following Jharm deeper into the fort.  No doubt toward the room housing the crystal.

They are greeted by who he must presume is Nethalika, sitting on a throne.  Her fleshy wings unfurl as she stands.  She is perched in front of the Crystal, which is protected by a faint purple dome.  Kitharsis notes that the five floating crystals seem to power the dome. 

Dark purple smoke flows through the room and threatens to engulf them.  Meanwhile dark orbs scream down from above, targeting each of them.

The mass of sand building around him springs to life and raises above his head, shielding him from the orbs.

He sheathes his sword, while the three floating ones stay aloft.  Soul Reaver has released a shockwave to deflect the smoke, and Vee has begin firing a barrage at the backs of the three Nethalikas.

Kitharsis stretches out his arms to either side and summons long sandstone spears in the air around him.  Five in total.  They each glow a faint pulsing amber as they float in the air above him.  He pushes his palm forward, and the spears go streaking forward also.  Amber trails stream behind them as they pierce through the air.

Each one targets one of the five smaller floating crystals surrounding the larger one.  The spears are imbued with Kitharsis's pure energy, which should be quite effective against the Darkness.
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Shadow Chorus on July 07, 2024, 12:38:56 PM »
Gulgrim almost seems to grow bored of the banter until it becomes clear that the fight is beginning. Even afterward, as orbs of darkness rain down, Gulgrim remains uncommonly still, especially for the hulking Warboss. But though Gulgrim seemed eerily restrained, writhing around him was the energy of the WAAAGH!!!, tasting of the darkness in the air and growing more agitated and excited for the fight. Whenever an orb of darkness would close on Gulgrim and detonate, he would seem not to be there, instead being somewhere just to the side of the blast radius, just as still, though the energies around him grow ever more violent.

The prospect of an Ork, even one as unique as Gulgrim, delaying the thrill of violence could only be a buildup for something greater. As the energies of raw Orky power begin to build, the air around the Avatar of Gork and Mork starts to crackle. Despite the unnatural silence from the greatest of all Orks, the surrounding environs begin to echo with distant war drums and bellowed war cries as if closing in from far away.

Something is coming. Whether anyone outside of Gulgrim knew just how dangerous that something would be was unclear, but such a buildup of raw violent energy could only be gathered for so long before being unleashed into something truly devastating.

On the edge of hearing, as if shouted from miles away, the distant chorus began to repeat.

waaagh!!!, waaagh!!!, waaagh!!!
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Board Battle OOC Threads / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: OOC Thread
« Last post by Soul Reaver on June 24, 2024, 08:22:25 PM »
Blightwing's spell is a potent daemonic attack spell with the potential to do a good amount of damage, but it's nothing like a Sphere of Annihilation or the like.  It would probably break through mid-range shields or defenses but powerful ones would block it.

Soul Reaver's Shockwave spell is very damaging to the environment and his foes and has a wide horizontal reach.  It won't hurt his allies - it'll like of just 'fizzle' around them if they end up in its path - but it could blast apart the stuff they're standing on (eg, the throne that Vee is currently perched on, if the Nethalika's aren't blocking the wave).

The Daemonspawn's defense against the orbs quite straightforwardly consist of them making sure they get hit instead of Soul Reaver by blocking them and tanking any of the damage they might inflict.  Their shields aren't magical, but Daemonspawn are very resilient.
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Soul Reaver on June 24, 2024, 08:14:05 PM »
The razor winds and tremors continue to wreak havoc amongst the remaining Shaiton forces as Soul Reaver and his retinue advance largely unopposed.  He hears Jharm yell:

"With me my friends!  We have little time!"

With nothing to stop him, Soul Reaver follows swiftly through the breach.  As he leaves the battlefield, his spell, too, gradually comes to an end.

Soul Reaver takes point, with the daemons following him in close formation.  He arrives just behind Jharm and Vee when they come to stop outside the doors to Nethalika's lair, her voice echoing through the air.  He nods silently in response to Jharm's warning.

The doors are thrown open and Soul Reaver springs into action.  He take stock of the battlefield and his opponent, noting the apparent shielding over the crystals.

Blightwing, test the defenses!

Blightwing rises from the ground, hovering even without using his wings, and points at one of the smaller crystals.  A shimmering, reddish distortion forms around his hand and a bolt of destructive, warping energy screams from his fingertip.  The results of the attack would inform Soul Reaver of the strength, and perhaps source, of the shielding.

Nethalika however was busy herself, sending a cloud of purple smoke rolling towards the companions and orbs of darkness hurtling from the air.

Soul Reaver leaves the defense against the orbs to the Daemonspawn, who, with surprising swiftness for their blubbery bulk, waddle into position to block the attacks, raising the round shields they are carrying in preparation.

Soul Reaver meanwhile focuses on a different problem.  There were three Nethalika images in front of him - were they illusions?

Blooddrinker, which one is real?

The Daemonic sword answers, sounding oddly muted.

They all are, at least to some degree.  There is no illusion here.

Frustrated, and with the purple mist rapidly approaching, Soul Reaver chants a spell to try and counter both problems at once.

Extending his palm toward Nethalika, there is a bright flash of white and blue as he weaves a mighty Shockwave spell.  A wave of pure energy blasts from his hand, extending outward in a cone-shaped arc.  The white blast drives the air before it and tears at the very rocks that it passes over.

Soul Reaver was hoping to blow the mist backwards with the kinetic force of the spell, while simultaneously catching all three instances of Nethalika in the blast.

The Cruelbeasts meanwhile fan out around both sides of the room with military precision, one team accompanied by the Steelheart, the other by the Fire Daemon.
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Board Battle OOC Threads / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: OOC Thread
« Last post by Veldanya Venalla on June 02, 2024, 09:47:33 AM »
The purple cloud is more disabling then deadly.  Will cause any who suffer from it to struggle to breathe, think, move...basically making it harder to do anything.  The orbs are basically the same as Jharms but darkness instead of light.  At present, there is no way to distinguish which of the 3 Nethalikas are real/fake
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Veldanya Venalla on June 02, 2024, 09:44:43 AM »
As the Shaiton forces buckle and give way, Vee looks around, her helmet rescinding back down into her suit.

"I must say, those Orks certainly know how to cause destruction."

She gazes down at her hands and frowns slightly.

Once again though it not only washes over me but...I almost feel stronger from it.  And still no help from you I assume? [no answer seems to come] I grow tired of the silence, in addition to everything else.

"With me my friends!  We have little time!"

Vee comes back from her thoughts as she hears the Seraphim call out and dash for the makeshift entry of the fort.  Shaking her head as if to clear her thoughts she follows after, blasting away a few Shaiton that attempt to fill the gap.  Following behind Jharm she gazes around as they head through the hallways.

This seems...familiar in a way...but why?  I have never been to this place before.

Reaching the doors she hears a chuckle as someone speaks out

"Ahh welcome "Companions.  I've been expecting you.  Do come in..."

"That...would be Nethalika.  She wields the Darkness better then any of the other Shaiton.  Undoubtedly with the first crystal removed it wont be as easy this time."

Jharm throws the door wide and they head in.  Vee looks over the figure, noticing how similar but also polar opposite she looks compared to the Seraphs.  Her thoughts are interrupted though as the woman looks directly at her.

What are you hiding?  I sense something...

Vee tenses up, fighting against the mental invasion, feeling her own power bolstered by her seemingly silent companion.

Could it be?

But then Nethalikas eyes flash and Vee feels the invasion subside

"Anyways...one does not need to guess as to why you are here, so idle banter I would say is...unnecessary."

Nethalika then seems to blow a kiss in the groups direction as purplish smoke flows from her hand and down to the floor, rolling towards the party.  Without hesitation (and knowing if it will help) Vee once more activates the helmet of her suit, the metallic plates sliding up over her head and sealing. 

"Embrace Darkness!"

Dark orbs start falling towards Vee and the others.  Dashing towards the trio she disappears a moment later, reappearing behind the Nethalikas, perched on the top of the throne.  Pointing her guns downwards she unleashes a barrage of gunfire at the triple threat.
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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Veldanya Venalla on June 02, 2024, 09:27:34 AM »
The "invigorated" surge of Ork boyz overwhelms the surround section of the Shaiton lines, causing it to completely collapse, leaving the way clear to the hole blown in the wall by Phaerys. Confirming that his Seraph forces were close behind to fill the gap in the lines and tend to the fallen, Jharm hoists his hammer up and dashes for the makeshift entrance.

"With me my friends!  We have little time!"

Entering the fort he pauses for a moment to ensure the rest of the Companions are with him and then continues to move further in.  They find little resistance as they dash through the hallways, eventually arriving at a large door.  The moment they reach the door a chuckle can be heard within an a feminine voice rings out.

"Ahh welcome "Companions.  I've been expecting you.  Do come in..."

Jharm frowns and looks to his friends.

"That...would be Nethalika.  She wields the Darkness better then any of the other Shaiton.  Undoubtedly with the first crystal removed it wont be as easy this time."

With that he throws the door open and moves in.  The group enters what looks to be something akin to a throne room.  At the other end of the room sits a throne, seemingly crafted from some matter of pure black rock.  Sitting on the throne is a woman, her one leg draped over the other.  Form fitting ebony armor covers most of her body.  Her skin pale white, almost akin to a Seraph but her eyes are orbs of inky blackness and she as long dark hair flowing behind her.  As the companions enter she smiles and stands up, her wings unfurling to reveal that while the Seraphs have feathery wings, hers is more akin to a bat.  Behind the throne is another of the large crystals like the one from the first fort.  This time however there seems to a faint purple dome over the crystal and looking upwards one can see 5 smaller crystals floating in the air, faint tendrils seeming to flow down to the shield covering the large one, similar shields visible over the shards as well.

"Again, greetings.  I must say you all have certainly managed to cause quite a bit of trouble.  Dervagon was rather...miffed about the defeat you dealt him, though it seems he enjoyed the ferocity some of you displayed."

She smirks and looks in the direction of Gulgrim.  She then turns her gaze to Vee and pauses a moment, her eyes seeming to briefly flash before she turns her attention back to the group in general.

"Anyways...one does not need to guess as to why you are here, so idle banter I would say is...unnecessary."

She smiles again and reach behind her she lifts a ebony staff off the side of the throne before kissing her hand and blowing it in the direction of the Companions.  Dark purple smoke begins to flow off her hand, falling to the floor and rolling down the room, quickly filling the area behind it as it races towards Jharm and the others.  Her form then shimmers and seems to split, leaving 3 identical Nethalikas standing in front of the throne.  All 3 raise their staffs towards the ceiling, their voices ringing out in unison.

"Embrace Darkness!"

Dark orbs come screaming down from above, heading directly at the Companions.  Jharm takes to the air, floating above the Companions and creates a shield around himself, two of the dark orbs slamming into it and exploding.  Raising his hammer he shouts out in return

"For the Light!"

Shining orbs of Light now descend from above, barreling down towards the trio of Nethalikas.


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