Evermore

[dramaking]

ooc: None, just bear with me as with most of my decisions in this thread if Atlas does some thing criminal, immoral, or just mean, or if it seems that the bad guys are winning all it means is I am sacrificing fairy taleism for reality. You don't know yet that Atlas is schizofrenic. Not comically like Tullifer but flat out scary. Some days he is a noble caring leader, others he is a heartless militiant leader. His two names show which you are dealing with Atlas or Atlantis. Just repeating myself.

ic:

It was perfect, the dwarves had done just what he had planned, it was a risky move but it was always a risky move for him and they were outnumbered. This would crush their defence and shatter their morale to matchwood.

Atlantis hurled himself down, momentarily leaving his back unguarded when the barabarian Zhash killed had attempted to slay him, but with the strength of two hundred years of specialized genetics his strength came through. It was the same strength that crushed the armies in the first place, the same strength that created the legendary Atlantian empire.
The Rage of Atlantis
His impact crushed severely weak supports holding the ground aloft, and with the weight of the men standing on it, it collapsed into a dustbowl.

Instantly Atlantis was through, his sword as at his hilt and he weilded two axes, cutting throught the stunned barbarians. When he reached the elite he cut each of them down with a single swing.

When it came to Boursh he hurled the axes down, caught his own axe with his gautlet and breaking it out of his grip lifted him into the air.

Atlantis climbed to the highest point of the hill formed by the collapse and shouted in a voice louder than thunder,

"Victory! Atlantia!"

So saying he plunged the sword into his chest, shattering his breastbone and impaling him

 

[sampson x]

((Wow, great way to begin the end of a battle...))

The small, ravaged Barbarian amry all turned their heads to the screaming Atlas just in time to see their leader impaled. The army immediately lost all its morale and began a general retreat. Some tried to press the attack, but were soon mowed down by the Yitains. Taking advantage of the situation, Zhash called his archers to vault the small rift and continue shooting the retreating enemy down. Using superb skill, Zhash found that he felled five Barbarians just while vaulting the rift alone. Eight more retreating enemies fell as he unleashed the last of his quiver.

The Barbarian army continued to run, trampling many of its own soldiers to death. Those who did survive the trampling often tripped in their mad dash and hit their head on large rocks as they fell. Others simply got lost in the woods, never to be seen again. Only a few survived, and those retreated all the way back to their homeland, warning all Barbarians of the danger of attacking any Eastern enemy and of the terrible loss they had just suffered. Needless to say, it would take a long time before the Barbarians would ever have any motive to make a full force invasion on the East again.

((Sorry for the short post, but I've got to get off and go to bed. Can't wait to see what Atlas (hopefully he'll be out of his alter personality by then) will do when he's refused entrance into the city which he just saved...))

 

[dramaking]

Atlantis watched as the ragged army fled.

This was what he lived for, the smell of blood and fear as his enemies fled. Peace was nothing to victory.
Then his mind drifted to Kelli and his bloodlust vanished, turned to mourning for the dead on the field and in his past. It was all he could take not to collapse in agony.

This time of mourning ended when he saw the barred gates, a few of the soldiers explained the problem.

Suddenly he was again enraged, a lion robbed of his kill, but he was a crafty beast, and wittier than a room full of fools. He knew their was more than one way to enter a city.

"Remial come here."
he whispered

"I only trust you. Enter the city and unbar every door, do not be seen and let none of those who do see you make it out conscious. Hurl the doors open, if you are too short then hire any one who is broke enough to keep their mouths closed to do it. Then go out and buy every tavern free drinks for the rest of the night. Put it on Retta's tab. Retta. Say it is in the celabration of our victory. Meet us at the Sleeping Lion, reserve a room for us. Be quiet about it. And let no one stop you"
So saying he laughed heartily and organized the army in parade stance in every door, in preparation.

 

[boxers]

ooc:wow I missed the whole battle. ohh well

ic: Scott sat on his mount beside atlas he had told Sierra just alittle while ago that he wasn't atlas and that his real name was Scott she had stormed off and he hadn't seen her since.

 

[sampson x]

((I'm thinking that was just a small battle, there'll be more. Oh, nice ending to the battle, Drama.))

Zhash sighed deeply as he surveyed the battlefield. Hundreds, no thousands, of corpses covered the field. Though many of them were Barbarian, every so often a fallen Yitain could also be seen. Zhash mourned these fallen comrades. Their sacrifice had been great, and a few Zhash had known personally.

Seeing that Atlas was in no position to do much of anything, Zhash ordered the men to give proper burial services for the fallen Yitains. After the graves had been dug, the final good byes said, and the bodies buried, Zhash ordered that each Barbarian was to be dragged and leaned against a tree, stripped of his weapons. This was a respectable way of dealing with the fallen enemies, but it would also serve as a warning for passing Barbarians for many years.

Following the army back to the city, Zhash was just as shocked as the other soldiers that they had been barred entrance. He had to agree with Atlas, however. No one had the guts, or selfishness, to bar Atlas from a city other than Retta. Zhash decided to sit back and watch as Remial worked his magic. Soon, Zhash would be returning from his first battle to his home city.

 

[ringmaster]

remial heard the order and ordered his soldiers to begin refilling the rift they had created so the army could pass through but you must understand that refilling a rift is much harder then opening one. so he set about his task opening every door into the city or just leaving it unlocked. everytime someone saw him they didnt see a holelot afterward. after this task was complete his went and reserved 3 rooms at the sleeping lion.

He then ordered a few of his duruk ho (gnomes) to begin buying up the taverns. he himself had a few drinks but he had not a verylarge taste for human ale. By the time all of his tasks were complete the sun was low in the sky and he thought he would head back to his room. But on his way back to his room he saw the girl scott had been paling around with lately and stopped because he thought she looked rather enraged and scott was nowhere to eb seen.

"Might iask where your male aquaintence has un of to mi'lady" (you must understand i is not often a dwarfis polite to a ladt..... or anyone for that matter)

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra looked up at Remial and a small smile formed on her lips, but it didn't reach her eyes, which were a mix of sadness and fury.* I actually ran away from him. He lied to me! He told me he was Atlas, and everyone played along with him. I guess I'm as dumb as I look. People see me as a quiet, young, foreign noblewoman who can't take care of herself because she has a pretty face. I am just as capable of taking care of myself as, as Kelliana Rose! The great ambassador of the elves, *she explained to Remial* She is amazing, did you know her parents were the king and queen of all the elf people? They were killed when she was ten and now she is the political leader for Atlas, the real Atlas, and she's totally in love with him and he with her. *Sierra was on a roll not to mention, slightly drunk* She has come such a long way, she's my hero.

ooc: That sounded like I was piling in the compliments for Kelli!

 

[ringmaster]

"Well yes i suppose she has come a long way nowthat you mention it kelli is quite the fighter always pushen on. Did u know that she was even braveenough to kiss a dwarf ya tis the truth. Andas for her and atlas well sometimes its just disgusting. but If you want to know why scott lied to you its because he had too if everyone knew the real atlas was atlas who knows what might have been attempted ive herd quite a few say they would rather not have atlasaround. So scott was doing a very brave thing by takin atlas' place im sure he would have told you sooner if he could. now if i know him like i think i do then hes probably regrettin every minute of lien to you so why not give him another chance what do ya say?

 

[boxers]

occ:thats my girl drink with the best of em we should set something up with scott seirra and remial drinking.

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: Lol, Sierra is a LIGHT drinker. I won't have my character getting totally drunk.

ic: *Sierra shrugged and looked down into her drink. She swished it around a bit before pushing it away* Maybe, if he wants to. AND only if he'll tell the COMPLETE truth, no lies.

ooc: That's your cue boxers!

 

[sampson x]

The stabe doors swung open behind Retta as he contemplated which of his steeds to ride through his victory parade in the near future. Retta spun around to meet his intruder, a tall, lanky nobleman. However, the man's clothes were in rags and he was bleeding profusely; his breath came out in rasps, "Gates...open..." the nobleman wheezed as he crawled along the ground toward Retta.

Retta took a few steps backwards, "What do you mean?"

"Gates...open...Atlas...coming...can not...stop"

Retta's eyes grew wide as he realized that his plan was failing. He turned away from the nobleman as he considered his plight, What can I do? When Atlas comes through the gates, I will surely lose my city, much less my head. Retta's desperate, but furious glances caught sight of one of his finer horses, I hate to do this, but I must find refuge for now.

Saddling and mounting the horse in a flury, Retta charged out of the stable, trampling the poor nobleman in his recklessness. Tearing through the streets, Retta called for one of the lesser gates to be opened for him. Flying through without looking back, Retta cursed Atlas.

"You will pay for this, Atlas!!"

 

[dramaking]

ooc: Can't do anything yet...pray assist

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: Boxers? Ringmaster? I need someone to post, or dramaking as Exeter

 

[dramaking]

ooc: I am at a stalemate there, give me a few hours.

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: Okay, I'm so bored right now

 

[dramaking]

Exeter smiled softly,

"Are you sure you don't neec some sleep first? You have had a very difficult day and I think you need some rest, do not rush yourself in any way. I wil leave you alone for a while with my right hand man helping you to do any thing you need. You can go any where on my manor.
Rest well."

So saying he left, and Vlashdimir entered with a bow.

"Milady."

 

[WhiteLily]

*Kelli looked puzzled at Vlashdimir.* You looked familiar, do I know you?

 

[sampson x]

((Looks like we need Remial to go buy drinks at that one tavern, then we can all enter the city...))

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: yup, or Scott

 

[dramaking]

ooc: Uh I'll give it a little longer, I haven't put a frequency time on them yet so they might not have been on