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*K'Warra bursts through the trees into a large, winding clearing with an elven village nestled in it. A few small chamelea elves were running around in a panic, their skin changing to show bright patterns conveying shock and fear. Several of the houses, including those up in the trees, were burning. K'Warra collars the nearest panicked elf and lifts him up to eye level*

 

K'Warra: Where are the Zanlings? Tell me now!

 

*Terrified, the elf points a shaky finger to the northwest part of the village. The pillar of smoke is rising into the sky from that location. K'Warra drops the elf and runs on all fours towards the smoke*

 

Elizabeth: *floating after him as fast as she could* What is going on?

 

*K'Warra gives no answer*

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I feel like joining so rather than reading all the pages I was hoping someone would be willing to briefly summerize the whole thread or whatever a solo hunter with her own agenda needs to know. My character is posted in the character bio thread, but to make her apropriate for this thread She'll be a vampire(just like in the movei) Unless that's not allowed, in that case and elf.

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((OOS: We were doing the whole vampires=evilnasty thing, but if Deac doesn't have any objections, I'm sure we can get 'round that somehow XD

 

Don't forget that we're a fantasy world in the industrial age, tho ^_~))

 

 

*K'Warra stops in front of a burning house. He sniffs the air and looks deflated. Elizabeth catches up with him*

 

Elizabeth: What's going on?

 

K'Warra: I gave the Cauldron to the Zanling elven family decades ago. *stares at the burning house, eyes narrowed* Looks like someone else finally found.

 

*The long, serpentine form of a dragon rises from burning embers of the house as it collapses on itself further. The wingless, giant dragon stops in its vertical ascent to hover above the house, body almost perfectly vertical, held aloft by an invisible force, its scales shimmering in the sun. Its tail remains in the burning framework of the elven house*

 

Dragon: So...K'Warra, Starkiller, and their companions, all...alive. I see that Taarnt failed in his mission.

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((OOC indicators are your friends, Mandy :D))

 

Dragon: Yes, I did. Shame he didn't finish his task, but no matter. Now that I have the Cauldron of Life, immortality is finally within my reach. I shall finally take the throne of power I have been denied for so long! Not even you, the Starkiller, shall be able to stand in my way now.

 

K'Warra: You fool...

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Dragon: I am Shunaria, of the Old Ones. I have been waiting for this day longer than any of you could possibly imagine.

 

K'Warra: Never heard of you.

 

Dragon: You do not know me, but I know all of you only too well.

 

K'Warra: What's that supposed to mean?

 

Dragon: If you try to stand in my way, you will find out soon enough.

 

*A deep red portal rips open in the air, high above everyone's heads. Lightning crackles around it*

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((I guess it can't hurt. Since I don't really know anything about the story I'll just use the ol wake up in the middle of no where ploy.))

 

 

I awoke to a dizzy haze, starring up at the sky. The stars shone brightly and the moon had a misty ring around it. As my head started to clear I felt an intense pain in my stomach and smelt the scent of decayed flesh.

 

I struggled to roll onto my stomach and elevate myself with my hands. The pain in my stomach got worse and I saw blood dripping from my stomach. I forced myself up and sat on my knees, applying pressure to ease the pain as much as I could I soon found my hands covered in blood. All around me there were dead bodies with swords protruding from decayed corpses and the earth was stained rich red.

 

The stench was soo strong I felt a sickness rise from my stomach to my mouth, and out. I passed out once more to lay amoung the dead as one of them.

 

I had been in a great battle, between two vampire clans, I'm a vampire you see, but I would soon learn I was the only survivor of my clan.

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*Vorador was about to follow the group but lost interest due to a messager's arrival.*

 

Vorador "What is it?"

 

Messenger "Great news, the Blood Scythe Clan is eliminated, at great loss."

 

Vorador "Good, those men we sent are,... were imcompitent enough to allow themselves to stay alive."

 

Messenger "But my lord! Those were some of our best broods!"

 

Vorador "Were..."

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Selene woke up what seemed like a lifetime later. She struggled to her feet and stumbled aimlessly across the battlefield. She noticed the bleeding from her stomach had stopped. Somthing came to mind and she headed back.

 

Standing among countless corpses she circled, looking for somthing, not even sure what she was looking for. Then she saw it, near where she had lain. From the body of a large vampire a silver sword reflected the moonlight into her eye in a faint glimmer.

 

She shuffled over to it and pulled it from the corpse, which stirred. A clawed hand gripped tightly to her leather pants. A snarl sounded from a bloody scarred face.

 

Selene neeled down and looked the vampire in the eyes, the beast bit at her, but sencelessly, he could not reach her. She kept a straight face as she slid her sword slowly into the man's snarling mouth, a yell died half way out the man's mouth, and soon his body became limp.

 

Selene rose to her feet and sheathed her blade in a concealed scabbard behind her long coat.

 

Already she felt her strength returning and began to walk as gracefully as she once had, she headed across the hills, with a field of death behind her, forever behind her now.

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