Whispers of the Swamp..

In the middle of the night sky, the moon shone onto the trees of the swamp, seeming eerily quiet.. Then the clopping of horses can be heard approaching as of the undead started to move away from Ezrael as he came riding in on his horse heading for the middle of the castle with a big sack in his hands as the voidal energy within the swamp suddenly became restless.

Ezrael hopped off his horse and knelt down in a hunched position, with the tip of his sword pointed at the ground like a knight of chaos, and dropping the sack next to him he bows . As he attempted to make contact with Mordazzan, the echo's of laughter can be heard from all over the swamp before he appeared from a cloud of dark mist in front of him.

"My blessed son has returneth once more..." the voice was unmistakably Mordazan The Emissary's. He snatched the sack the moment the mist dissipated. Mordazan tilted his head towards Ezrael as he asked "How did you thee get my finest tool..." Mordazan seemed to be speaking with emotion as he retrieved the head from the sack... Before Ezrael spoke out "I found the others" he simply stated, smirking under his hood..

"Good.." Mordazzan replied as he walked towards the castle and cleared the way.. "Let the dead rise again.." he swirled his staff around, the wind started to pick up and the clouds were seen swirling around, the ground shook heavily for a brief moment ant it was felt through out all of Eden... All of the birds and bats flew off in a panic, lightning was heard crackling, as the voidal energy around the swamp converged towards the skull on The Emissary's staff, all before he bashed the staff on the disembodied head. A bright green-ish light beamed up into the sky, breaking the clouds with the spell.

The undead became more restless and afraid as the head was attach to a new body made from pure voidal energy. He stood up, and started to form his Death Scythe moments later. He bowed to Mordazzan "My liege.. I was betrayed.. but they know the price of betraying me.." he turned towards Ezrael simply tilting his head before moving away....

It was all finished now.. Mordazzan moved towards Ezrael, infusing him with voidal energy with his staff "A gift.. for such great deed. But be wary Ezrael.. I wisheth not lose another tool as sharp as thee.." Ezrael sensed the remaining voidal energy through out his whole body. Soon after, some souls from the swamp rushed towards his blade..

"I will be careful my liege.." Then Mordazzan simply disappeared again into his cloud of darkness.
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OOC Context : You guys may respond the rumbling and the green light that was written above it was only temporarily but you guys would have seen and felt the rumble coming all from the swamp I wish you all the best of luck with the upcoming events!​

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[DaRubb3rDucky1]

 

[NewbisWizard]

[!] Atticus with his brief time at the newly developed fort by Dar-Ach paused with what he was doing then and there-.. A glance to his rear towards the swamps while his radiant gaze met this beam of light, easily assuming its origin with widened eyes and a frantic huff after the rumbling passed. His serious look seeming to dim and calm into a more casual glare-..

While the sight itself was a spectacle, out of the many years of this war he expects the worst already..

"Eden is small enough to where nobody will be dying alone, even if they might feel alone. Nihil, Zladimir-.. Rest easy, knowing that I wont falter unless I am killed in action."

Atticus's radiant eyes turned to glance towards the forest he recently nuked, uncertain of himself to be capable of handling another spell such as that on a whim-.. Yet, he did not seem or even feel unnerved.. No, this war has been going on for too long to the point where it has become apart of Eden's identity.

"I will try to meet this war while seeming as comfortable as possible. Maybe that will piss them off, if I really expose how fucking mundane this shit can be while slaughtering this demon's forces."

 

[LinkusOogaBooga]

Kiaron rolled onto his back, hungover to high hell. As he muttered something in his sleep, he was flash banged by the bright green light piercing through his windows. After throwing on some sweatpants he poked his head out his window, squinting at the beam of light in the sky. He flopped back into the bed, mumbling “I’m seeing shit.”

 

[Cookieofquests]

[!] Sitting atop the snow-covered peaks east of Mitrona, Creek's eyes shoot open, scrambling to her feet. The heaps of snow begin to break and shift, sliding out underneath her following the intense rumbling- Withdrawing her staff from its sheath in a white-knuckled grip, burying it between the rocky crevices to keep herself from tumbling right off the cliff face. Hooking one foot around the staff to brace herself, Creek's vibrant eyes slowly raise to the distant green beacon in the sky... Uttering a single, exasperated: "Oh... Fuck." [!]

 

[ATiredgh0st]

The ground trembled as the unexpected beam appeared, necrotic energy spreading through the lands of Eden. Starting as just a ringing noise across his ears that quickly gave way to a cacophony of screams and ear-piercing shrieks.
Like said, the undead stirred restlessly and grew scared, this every single one. Clueless to the why, how, or who was behind it, Ike found himself having to cover his ears. The sound was unbearable, digging into his ears. “Shut up,” He mustered out, his hand instinctively scratching at his right horn. The motion was all too familiar, his sharp nails almost mechanically carving through the first layer of keratin, revealing the bone underneath.

Whispers, pleas, deals, wishes, everything and everyone– It was far too familiar.

His voice rose in frustration. “Shut up!” Panic started to set in as he tried to make his way home, his legs barely supporting him. The addictive rush of energy that he despised so much yet so desperately needed flooded his system; it was an addictive rush that ran through his whole system. His usually dull and opaque eyes flared to life with an unnatural glow. “Not again..” He breathed, a nervous laugh escaping as a grin stretched across his face, revealing sharp teeth.
Desperate, Ike clung to a pair of barrels as if his life depended on it, running through every possible option in his mind. But there was nothing he could do, only wait. His pupils were dilated from the adrenaline that had surged through him, and he let out a long, self-soothing sigh.

Avoiding this whole mess was getting harder.

 

[Fortune]

Exploring the edge of the mountain range east of Lünburg, Cuandi climbs atop some of the rocks, looking for someone. All too suddenly the ground begins to shake and she looses her balance, tumbling back down to the bottom of the cliff.

She falls onto her back and gasps as the wind is knocked out of her. Dazed and confused she pulls herself up, only to be met with the beacon of death looming over the peaks.

Her pupils shrink and her arms tremble as the putrid green glow engulfs her. She utters to herself as she reaches into her pockets to pull out the letter for Ezreal.
“Fuck me man.”

 

[Krisa]

The ground trembled as the unexpected beam appeared, necrotic energy spreading through the lands of Eden. Starting as just a ringing noise across his ears that quickly gave way to a cacophony of screams and ear-piercing shrieks.
Like said, the undead stirred restlessly and grew scared, this every single one. Clueless to the why, how, or who was behind it, Ike found himself having to cover his ears. The sound was unbearable, digging into his ears. “Shut up,” He mustered out, his hand instinctively scratching at his right horn. The motion was all too familiar, his sharp nails almost mechanically carving through the first layer of keratin, revealing the bone underneath.

Whispers, pleas, deals, wishes, everything and everyone– It was far too familiar.

His voice rose in frustration. “Shut up!” Panic started to set in as he tried to make his way home, his legs barely supporting him. The addictive rush of energy that he despised so much yet so desperately needed flooded his system; it was an addictive rush that ran through his whole system. His usually dull and opaque eyes flared to life with an unnatural glow. “Not again..” He breathed, a nervous laugh escaping as a grin stretched across his face, revealing sharp teeth.
Desperate, Ike clung to a pair of barrels as if his life depended on it, running through every possible option in his mind. But there was nothing he could do, only wait. His pupils were dilated from the adrenaline that had surged through him, and he let out a long, self-soothing sigh.

Avoiding this whole mess was getting harder.