TVC - Chapter 2 - The First Vampire Council

[Ghouly]

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Graveclaw snarled and stood up to his full eight foot hight baring his claws and fangs "run human or you die to many monstersss here"he growled.

 

[mannfred]

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The lone bat flew down from the ceiling and out the heavily damaged doors well above the heads of all below, with that Ursula retracted her minds eye back to her.
A mile or so away covered by a dingy copse of trees and shrub she stood up and taking a moment to overcome the vertigo a smile crossed her black lips.
"So it is true, Mannfred lives, but perhaps not for long."
Memories of ages past flooded back to her, when she was first turned she knew not who her sire was, unable to control the raging hunger she was little more than a beast that hunted and slept, it was by chance that she had met Mannfred and he taught her much in the way of controlling the hunger as well as the beasts that would constantly surround her, he taught her base Necromancy and how to fluently read and speak Reikspel.
After he left to embark on the rest of his journey she wasn't to sure if she will ever see him again, and then to hear of his defeat at Hel Fen, Ursula thought it was too late, but recently she felt a change in the winds of magic surrounding Sylvania and this confirms what she had been feeling for a long time,
"Mannfred has returned."

 

[Ghouly]

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Graveclaw seeing the way the bat took jumps sideways onto a wall scampering up onto the roof the goulking ran on all fours toward the door stopping to look back once. "Die Blood drinkers" he yelled then jumped out over the gathered witch hunters and disappeared into the night howling.

 

[Azahul]

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Rask bared his teeth in a grin and waved his hand. Another pair of skaven dropped down from the roof, landing in front of the Witch Hunters. His thralls.
"Tarak, Sliss, get over here quick-quick."
A roar of voices came from outside, and the lead Witch Hunter waved his arm. As one the army surged forward.

 

[Simon von Carstein]

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Simon drew Animessor it glinted in the torchlight his gets likewise drew they're weapons and stood firm. One of the witchhunters saw Simon's blade. "The blade of von Kronos?!" "Its the scourge of Morr" "GET HIM!" Simon grinned his face shifted to become more beastlike as he beheaded the first witchhunter seizing the man's pistol he shot down the next one. "Now this brings back memories eh Milosh?"

 

[Disciple of Nagash]

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Milosh drew his long double handed sword as next to him Lesa uttered a few arcane words before a sword materialised in her hand, glancing at it Milosh saw Lesa has summoned the Master Sword she kept locked away. For her to use such a weapon meant she sensed this was going to be a tough battle. As he prepared to summon his wraiths a whistling sound was heard followed by thud causing Milosh to step back. As a burning sensation spread in his shoulder Milosh realised arrow covered in holy water had hit him, not enough to kill but enough to wrack his body in pain.
Lesa saw the General witch hunter level a crossbow at Milosh, before she could stop him the bolt hit her beloved. Incandescent rage filled as she saw the wound starting to smoke, Milosh would live but she would not allow any one to hurt him. With a howling roar her magic blasted forth from her the shock waves sending foe and friend alike flying back. Speaking the words of Aqshy the wall of fire reignited stopping the furious charging witch hunters though more than a few were pushed into the inferno by thier pushing comrades, thier skin liquefying and bones melting. A few more words of power and the wall pushed the hunters back form the chamber into the open.
"Let us take this battle outside," Lesa spoke the others,"and leave the that piece of filth leader, he is mine"

 

[Disciple of Nagash]

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Outside the Witch Hunters prepared themselves for the vampires counter charge in the pre-dawn light, gripping thier stakes and silver swords, Wizards of the Light order finally managed to gain control over the raging inferno and dispel the wall of fire. As the vampires spilled out into the open fear could be seen on the human faces, arrayed against them were not just the weak zombies and skeletons that they normally would face but various vampire lords, ancient creatures each worth over ten men in combat. They knew to kill these creatures scores would die yet they knew for the safety of the Empire it must be done.
General Luthor stepped back in line with his men, eyeing the assembled foes. The one he had hit with his enchanted crossbow still stood, testament that these were not the weak thralls they normally hunted, as he watched he could see ethereal shapes surrounding him even as the vampire himself seemed to become non-coporeal. Next to him was a tall blond haired vampire, looking at him hate entered his heart as he recognised Simon von Carstein, if he killed any vampire today it would him. Stirring from his hate he took note as others strode forward, a heavily silver - armoured warrior wielding a blade with worrying skill sat atop a rotting dragon, at his side looking out of place seemed a young girl. scuttling in the background he saw three Skaven emerged and wondered at thier presence with the vampires. Finally his attention was drawn to where he had been trying to keep it. Still glowing from the effects of her spell he saw Mistress Lesa, even looking at her from this distance made his resolves waver and he could see others around him having this problem. This was why many here were seasoned hunters, veterans of many battles but still he was unsure what the outcome would be. Offering a pray up to Sigmar he raised his blade issuing the signal to charge....

 

[Simon von Carstein]

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Simon stood in the warm sun and looked over to the witchhunters and then at his brethren who seemed to be scattering in all directions some were running others were fighting their attackers "Nar-Zuul!" he shouted Nar-Zuul appeared next to him. "Bring the coach round to the front we may have to make a quick getaway." Nar-Zuul nodded and glided away.

His gets came over to him. "How many do you count Aurelius" asked Simon "Several hundred my Lord and wizards of the light order too" Aurelius replied "Any Raven Guards? " Simon asked "none that I can see but they're leader looks like he has experience of the Order of Morr." "Typical they just can't take a joke can they." "I Kill one of they're best centuries ago and they get back at me by continually harrassing me."

He broke off as a crossbow bolt struck Milosh in the shoulder and as Lesa with a howling roar struck back at they're attackers the wave of energy hurled Maximillian and Lucius to the ground Simon caught himself just in time "Very impressive" he thought "I've certainly picked some interesting allies here."

 

[Drakki]

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"Cyn, take Ilbret and go, I'll catch up, The sun will be up soon and you need to be in the Citadel. The light will bother me, but i 'll be fine, go GO."
Cynthia nodded and patted Ilbret's neck, Drakki slid off and landed cat-like as the zombie dragon took off. Almost immediately drakki saw three crossbow bolts flying at him, all of which he deflected with his sheild with almost contemptuous ease. He strode forward towards the main body of the fighting, swinging his sword in blurred arcs, each of which caused a mortal injury.
"Heh, IT'S BEEN TOO LONG SINCE I HAD A FIGHT LIKE THIS, COME AND GET IT YOU WORTHLESS HUMAN SCUM."

 

[Disciple of Nagash]

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Lesa moved through the attacking witch hunters fury burning in her undead heart, her eyes locked on the general who had hurt her beloved Milosh. The Master Blade in her had cleaved through armour and flesh with ease, the combat made all the easier by her aura, many of the warriors stopping in mid stroke as they laid eyes upon her, some even just standing there as her blade ended thier life.
Her magic was also wreaking havoc, though many spells was stopped the Empire wizards they could not match her years of teaching and practice and bolts of lighting blasted down, armour melted consuming the warriors encased in them and howling winds ripped souls from bodies. Flitting around her the daemon watched the winds of magic, assisting Lesa's castings and hindering the enemies and more than once warning its mistress when its daemonic eyes saw potential threats
Milosh finally stopped concentrating and the corporeal body he had being holding together dissipated leaving him back in his ethereal form, the spell from Melkhoirs painting had been partially successful allowing him to temporarily assume mortal form when required but not indefinitely. It would be many hours before he would have the mental strength to do so again. Still in this form many of the enemies weapons simply would not hurt him anyway. His wraith bodyguard surrounding him they followed in the devasted wake of Lesa.

 

[Trevy the Great]

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As the battle raged, a scream peirced the air. Not the shrill, piping scream of terror, nor one of joy. This was more of a cry, a roar, a deafening cacauphony of sound that seemed to get deeper and louder as it went on.
This was the rage-scream of the Dark Blade.

From behind the ranks of the Witch Hunters appeared a group of riders, seemingly from nowhere. They rode glowing, ethereal steeds and wore dark, ancient armor and winged helms stood atop their heads. The tips of their lances glowed with a pale corpse-light, a light that illuminated nothing. At their head rode a figure with a tall helm bedecked with purple vines of some unknown plant that seemed to have grown in the darkness of a crypt. In his hand he held a sword with runes along the lower parts, the top glowing like the weapons of his underlings. But these few powerful, ancient, skeletal warriors paled in comparison to their cheif.
Above the charge of the Wights, a steed flew on wings of flame. It's mane and tail were built of fire which seemed to hold it aloft. The rider of this magnificent beast was tall and dark. He wore armor of night black, covered in runes that glows with an unearthly light. In his hand he held a lance, a stake that could peirce a dozen men that bruned with magical energy. The Lord of the Scarred Rose, had come.

The Witch Hunters turned to look back at the terrible call. Many cried out in fear at the small force of dead descended upon them.
"About face! Turn around!" Their leader cried but his commands were too late as the Wights crashed into the ranks of the Imperials. Many were slain by the charge, their bodies sucked dry by the magical energied of barrow-blades even as their bodies were rent by the ethereal hooves of the mystical steeds. The firey steed of Apocalypse descended into their ranks as well. The rider's lance speared many more Witch hunters and even more were struck down by his steed, their bodies set aflame.

 

[Simon von Carstein]

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Simon's part of the battlefield was quieting down. The witchunters seemed to be in retreat for the moment Maximillian and Marius dragged a captured witchhunter over to Simon dumping him on the floor at his feet. "Thank you boys that was very thoughtful." "Stand him up would you" requested Simon. Marius hauled the witchhunter up on to his feet. "Now then what is your purpose mortal? apart from destroying my friend Milosh's body. The witchhunter glared at Simon "My order will not rest until we have destroyed all of you vampires you will go before Morr and be judged for the abomination you are." "I see like that is it." "Tell me how did you know we were meeting here?" "I would never betray my order not even to save my own life" spat the prisoner. "Very well" said Simon his hand coming down to rest on his shoulder. The prisoner shook and convulsed finally collapsing into dust. Simon blew softly on his hand "You know after six hundred years I still never get tired of doing that.?

 

[Disciple of Nagash]

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Hacking a greatsword wielding witch hunter from groin to shoulder Lesa finally reached the General. The towering Luthor was a renowned witch hunter general and yet upon meeting eyes with Lesa he faltered for the first time in combat. His mind screamed at him to move as she drew closer, an alluring smile on her beautiful face. Before he could gain control of his body Lesa was next to him, sword thrust into the dirt she pulled him close, her hand work past his armour and grasping his groin. Despite the danger of the situation her presence and touch was overpowering and Luthor felt himself getting aroused, he shivered as Lesa's mouth moved close to his ears and even in the midst of battle he could hear her whisper, "Now you shall feel the pain tenfold what you inflicted upon my husband".
An horrifying scream ripped over the battlefield causing those nearby to look around wondering what this new horror was. Luthor felt pain as never before as Lesa's nails lengthened into claws, piercing into his soft flesh before with a final rip she tore his manhood off.
As he collapsed to the ground blood spewing out of his gaping the wound the surrounding Witch Hunters took one look at the mewling General on the ground before fleeing. As Lesa dropped the offending piece of meat a flash entered her head as the daemon sent her a warning message, the witch hunter reinforcements had arrived.

 

[Drakki]

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Drakki watched Lesa castrate the general of the witch hunters while casually fighting off about five halberdiers. He flinched slighty as the rip occured, allowing one of the halberdiers to nick his bare sword arm. He looked at the cut.
"Hmm, my own blood...thats something i havent seen in a while."
He slammed his sheild into the the halberdier's face, knocking him prone, and proceeded to slaughter his compatriots before going back to the man lying on the floor with a broken nose and jaw. Drakki rested the tip of his blade on the man's stomach and thrust it in hard, ripping through his entrails and severing his spinal column. He leaned in close to the dying man.
"When you meet your Sigmar, tell him that Drakki Bloodskar still lives. Tell him i am a product of his failure."
Drakki dragged his blade out of the man through the side of his abdomen, leaving him lying there with his guts hanging out and blood pooling around him. Drakki rested his weapon on his shoulder and walked over to Lesa, looking down at the eunuch on the floor, he cringed beneath his helmet.
"Remind me never to cross you."

 

[Ghouly]

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As the battle raged every vampire present felt the winds of magic shift,the dead rose to their feet again blades raised they began to shamble toward the living hands reaching for them. From behind the witch hunters line a carriage came hurtling toward them pulled by four skeletal horses witch hunters dove to the sides to avoid being run down. clearing the witch hunters the carriage ran over several zombies before slowing to a halt right before the assembled vampires the door swung open and out stepped Katrina, a bloody sword griped in her hands "The way to the west is blocked by dwarves" she said"and I found this laying, dying on the side of the road" reaching into the carriage, she Pulled out an unconscious Graveclaw several arrows stuck out of his chest Black foul, smelling ichor dripped from his wounds "Caved in my Wright bodyguards head with a single blow and then came at me before dropping at my feet"she said "he needs blood" she poked the brute with her sword "Bad".She glanced at the wounded witch hunter "What do you know, plenty right here".

 

[Simon von Carstein]

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A Black Coach decorated with the crest of the von Carsteins thundered over to them and stopped in front of Simon the door opened. Simon looked over his shoulder to Milosh,Lesa and Drakki "Can I offer anyone a lift?" he asked.

 

[Azahul]

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Rask and his minions hadn't taken much part in the fight so far, moving towards the flanks and killing the handful of witchhunters they found there.
Moving quickly away from the scene of battle, they headed quickly for one of the nearby hills. When they reached it, Rask held out his hand and murmured some words. The hillside split open, and the Skaven vampires vanished back into the Underempire, their gate vanishing behind them.

 

[Disciple of Nagash]

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Lesa smiled at Drakki, "this is nothing, if I had time I would do much worse". As Milosh reached her side she heard Katrina's warning and knew it was time to leave. She nodded at Milosh who acknowledged with a flicker of his eyes, turning to Simon he said, "No thank you my friend, we will meet you at Nexeternus, Lesa is going to arrange a parting gift. I believe the rest who wish to join our alliance should also come however that is down to your approval."
Dark mist starting gathering at Lesa's feet before thrusting her up into the air, twisting and writhing until it formed into a spectral dragon with Lesa sat atop, a steed made purely of shadows. Commanding the wraiths to dissipate Milosh floated up and seated himself next to Lesa. With a flap of its wings the black beast took flight going straight up until they hovered over the battlefield. Viewing the massing troops Lesa knew it would have to be a powerful spell and she had just the one in mind. Clearing her thoughts she summoned the winds of Azyr, the winds of heaven, ahead the clouds started to swirl around gathering force and momentum as the power drew, random forks of lightning stuck the ground obliterating anything they touched and the wind shrieked like it was in pain. Lesa howled the arcane syllables drawing more and power, her attendant daemon catching in any whisps that escaped.
The men on the ground looked up in horror at this magical tempest, the few senior wizards retreating knowing they could not dispel this irresistable force whilst the lower level wizards exploded in bursts of gore, the results of thier attempts at stopping the spell.
With a final word Lesa sent ribbons of magic power out into the highest heavens, looking , searching until she finally found it, the threads wrapped around it pulling it in towards the battlefield, its momentum growing until it finally burst into flames.
Drained of nearly all her power Lesa slumped back, Milosh managing to solidify his body to quickly catch her. With a wave of farewell to thier comrades they flew off towards Nexeternus, the work was done, the unstoppable comet was on its way.

 

[Simon von Carstein]

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Simon and his group were alone now everyone else had run. Simon looked up into the sky at the gradually approaching comet "Too bad I can't stay to watch" he said He went over to drivers side of the coach where Nar-Zuul was waiting "Nar-Zuul return to Nexeternus and inform Sariah we may have more guests coming." "We'll follow in the coach" Nar-Zuul bowed "it shall be done master" he said before fading away. Simon turned to Lucius "You're driving Lucius get us out of here." Lucius nodded and jumped up onto the coach. Simon and others clambered aboard. Lucius pulled at the reins and they set off.

 

[Ghouly]

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Katrina watched Simon depart sighing"It appears that I must take charge of the prisoners" grabbing the Goulking in one hand she grabbed the Witch hunter in the other" muttering a spell all three disappeared into thin air.

 

[Jack of Blades]

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''These allies might be useful after all...'' he thought, and then cackled to himself.
Magneqrox had observed the battle. His ghouls had already carried off most of the corpses, few even noticing their presence.

''Hehe, Finelle's going to be happy to hear this.'' he thought to himself as he was making his way across the haunted forest. The ghouls were following behind him, his proud Wight King attendant Igor proudly carrying his banner aloft.

Out of nowhere there came two groups of Knights. These were his own, a branch of the Knights of the Blood Keep that he had recruited. At first it was an offer of death or allegiance, but in time the Knights grew attached to serving Magneqrox and Finelle. Now, their order was named ''Avatars Ascendant''. They had no leader amongst themselves - their loyalty was too great - and they shared a mental link enabling them to speak as one.

''Good, I had expected their arrival.''

''The allegiance, will it further our cause?'' they asked curiously.
''Maybe, we shall see whos side we choose. Defeating Mannfred is not a task they are yet prepared for, so I shall attempt to aid them. Bring forth the prisoners.''

Unliving wolves scuttled forward out of the forest's shrubbery, wide-eyed and white-faced humans strapped onto their backs.

''It was a good thing to encounter a rearguard while making my way here. Their uniforms, insignias and total obedience will prove useful here, or else.''

''I shall spare you Finelle's gluttony if you obey me, completely. Now listen, I have a plan for the order of dismounted knights, Sonicka Templara...''

Magneqrox went through and detailed the devious plan with which he was intending to infiltrate the Sonicka Templara, and corrupt them with Chaos' different gods. To a few, he would grant the Blood Kiss so that they may join him in immortality. Then he would slay their leader and take his position. This would be his new home, the keep at Naggaroth being guarded by the tortured spirits of the Dark Elves that had been consumed by Finelle there.

''Let's see what you have going for you, Vampire Council...'' he thought.

Then he dismissed the Avatars Ascendant to oversee the plan, the prisoners to carry it out and the Ghouls to deliver the corpses to Finelle. She had through a milennia of consumption, learnt how to instinctively use magic in order to make decayed, rotten meat into a delicacy.

''I'm off to observe their actions. Don't fail me, prisoners.''


OOC (out of character): I'm not gonna abandon the RP, incase you were wondering why I hadn't been posting.

 

[Drakki]

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Drakki twitched as he heard a familiar screech, he turned and saw Ilbret blast toxic vapours at an unfortuate group of the opposing army. The zombie dragon landed next to him and Cynthia poked her head over the side of the creatures massive neck.
"Master, get on."
Drakki scaled Ilbret's treetrunk leg and sat behind Cynthia, who shouted "Kyah." at the dragon. It took off.
"Cyn, you were meant to go back to the Citadel, but never mind now. Send one of the wolves after Simon, i need to know where his 'Nexeternus' is."
Cynthia nodded and sent the message to one of the more expendable wolves. Once they were out of the effective range of the Comet, Drakki tapped Cynthia on the shoulder.
"Cyn, put up your hood to protect you from the approching dawn and stop Ilbret, i want to see the effect of this Comet of Lesa's."

 

[Disciple of Nagash]

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Realisation finally dawned on the witch hunter troops below but it was far too late, as they scattered the comet struck with devastating force. Smashing into the ground it cracked the earth crushing those beneath it and sending out shards of rock the sliced the massed enemy. The following explosion was even more horrendous, a fiery shock wave blasted outwards consuming everything it caught in its path, men burned in a split second, weapons and armour melted and ran together in sliver rivers in the intense heat, centuries old trees uprooted and was carried before the wave before incinerating. The comets impact destroyed everything for miles around annihilating the Empire army and thier dwarfish allies except for the lucky few who escaped to report to thier masters of the horrors witnessed that day.

 

[Trevy the Great]

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Vekarin gazed upon the battlefield below from atop his fiery steed as the devastating comet struck. He had ordered the majority of his wight bodyguard away before they were destroyed in the woeful conflagration. But no matter, there were plenty more where they came from.

Descending into the crater of mangled body parts, Vekarin observed most of the other Vampires retreating via various forms of transportation. He overheard a few talking about a meeting at Nexeternus. He had no idea where that was or even what it was.
Turning to the imposing figure sitting atop a glowing steed beside him he spoke.
"Feremini Mors."
Yes, my master? The Wight replied.
"Return to the Violet Citadel. Inform Lieutenant Glorybane to find the location of the so-called Nexeternus. Use whatever means necessary."
Your will be done, master. The Ancient king replied before brining his steed about and dissapearing.
With that, the Vampire began the long road back to his citadel.

 

[Drakki]

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"She's powerful master."
Drakki looked at Cynthia and nodded.
"I've seen enough, lets go home."
Cynthia made a clicking noise with her tongue and Ilbret turned and winged back to the citadel.