Tales of Exzalia dying worlds

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Sol bursted in suddenly, looking at all of them standing there he yelled.
"The kingdom is under attack! don't just stand there run! this way, I know a safe place!"

 

Nothing to see here... Continue on dear reader!

 

Carson nodded at Sol and grabbed his sister's hand. He was so very happy to have a worthy enemy. He loved challenges.

Marine was gripped his hand tightly she just wanted to go home. The surface world wasn't as fun as she thought it was.

 

Berk Strongarm

They had hardly been a day on the road and already they were under attack. Heavy attack. The assailants used weapons of the like Berk had never seen before, only heard of: boomsticks. What suprised him even more was the uniforms these men were wearing. He recalled seeing the same uniforms in Morien, when he had gone there with Queen Nesvi, when he was still a royal guard, when he still had the guts to fight...

Berk peered around for a moment. Magnolia had gotten pretty badly injured but, by the looks of it, they were gaining the upperhand. Archibald and Will battled fiercely but Berk refrained from drawing his sword. Instead he attacked with his fists, kicking the sole of his shoe against the kneecap of a foe, causing Berk to break the man's defense. With a blow from both hands, hitting the poor man's ears simultaneously, Berk managed to knock his enemy unconscious. Whilst the others went of killing in a frenzy Berk's goal was to capture on or more of the assailants alive.

He saw a young uncasteable, probably still a boy hiding behind a tree, reloading a boomstick. Berk charged forward and grabbed the boy by his waist only to slam him into the ground. His enemy looked dazed and terrified. Berk was about to knock him unconscious too when he noticed how young the uncasteable truly was. He appeared to be 16, 17 at most. Berk lifted the boy to the ground and put a hand before the boy's mouth, who was resisting heavily.

But Berk was called Strongarm for a reason. He dragged the struggling rebel several dozens of metres away from the fight and kept him down in a tight hold. Now, all he could do was wait for the battle to end.

 

Craze

It did only take seconds to turn these parts of the lands into a battleground. Unorganized, heroes and the attackers clashed with each other, Craze being no exception. A group of armoured warriors were ready to invade the convoy. Casting Earth Sponge before running into the group, earth crawled up Craze his limbs and body to create a thick armour, swords were unable to penetrate easily. They aimed fire based blasts at him and fired without hesitation, missing no blast.

From a thick black cloud, Craze continued on running, only slowed down slightly before he knocked them out of his way with his size and strenght, all over the field. It had been a very long time since he felt this desire to defend. These foes waked his flames that were resting inside his body.

“Oh yeah!” he yells as he enjoys his rampaging, unaware of the Queen’s state.

 

Thoranth

It had become utter chaos. The queen had gone down, and then a group of warrior uncastables had attacked. Thoranth began to play his ugloth, channeling his eather. The notes fell and rose weaving together in a lively tune. A group of uncastables appeared from the thicket, their swords raised as they charged. He cast spirit ox. A large glimmering ox appeared in front of him and he could feel its strength rise in his bones. It reared its head and pawed the ground ready to strike. His music picked up tempo and the beast lunged forward. It crashed against the crowd; its horns sent men sprawling in all directions.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck the beast causing it to cry out. It was a lone uncastable. The man was huge, more akin to a giant then that of a man. Thoranth sent the ox running back towards himself. The giant man grinned as he now saw the source of the casting, he drew a long sword from his back three times the length of Thoranth; the blade shined with a bluish fire as he held it. As the ox reared towards him he nimbly jumped upon the beasts back, all the while still continually playing his lively tune. He charged forward at the man, simultaneously casting spirit falcon, and a shining bird appeared at his shoulder. The man only smiled larger as the procession aimed to collide with him.

 

Rayla

Sol bursted in suddenly, looking at all of them standing there he yelled.
"The kingdom is under attack! don't just stand there run! this way, I know a safe place!"

Rayla cast healing waters on herself, stopping the headache that was making it difficult to think. She wiped the blood off her forehead with her sleeve, though some remained and would take a bath to get clean. Rayla reluctantly followed Sol, her normal cheerful face downcast. She didn't want to hide. She wanted to go after her mother. But where? She needed to stay safe for dad. Oh, Dad. He's going to be so upset when he comes back. I hope he's ok...wherever he is.
"Keiran?" Rayla fell in step with her brother, concerence etched in her features. "Is mom going to be ok?" She knew he couldn't know for sure...but maybe if he beileved she would be fine...then she could too.

 

Lyra

Her mom caught in the crossfire of a long feud? Lyra repeated Carson's words in her mind as she hesitantly followed the others. Lyra sniffed, brushing back the many more tears that threaten to fall. Her mom and dad had never said anything about a feud...they had only been heroes, fighting bad things to save Exzalia. And those bad things were gone now forever. At least that's what her mom had said.

Lyra picked up her speed, kicking up dust as she fell in step with the other kids. She craned her neck and peeked over Sol's shoulder to see Rayla with her brother, worry prominent on her face. She was probably feeling the same way she did. Both of their moms had been taken somewhere...but why?

"Where are we going?" Lyra piped up, her curiosity not dampened by the turn of events.

 

"Out of the city, we're running away. We have to." Sol responded, Knob charged right through some soldiers and made a mad dash for the back of the palace.

"There's the prince! Don't let him out alive!" Voices sounded from behind them. They all kept running as all of Fare suddenly seemed engulfed in flames, the sounds of explosions the likes of which no eather could ever made their presence known through out the kingdom.

Then, three figures droped in front of them. The wore red and black cloaks, their faces covered.

"Kill the prince!" They lunged for Sol

.............

The uncastbales explosions, suddenly the company that was with Magnolia heard explosions go off across the battlefield. Thornath had a bomb detonate right beside him throwing him off his bull. Craze too was hit by a falling bomb it just barely missing him, but the force sent him flying.

Archibald got the drop on the gun men, no it was a woman. and she too was fast, he warped in and slashed her right arm, but as he went for another swing this uncastable woman matched his speed! evading the strike and counter striking with a powerful kick to the gut!"

another bomb fell.

"What magic is this!" Magnolia mages said in fear, I sense no eather! They looked up in horror.

"A flying castle!"

"No a flying house!"

"A flying ship!"

What they were trying to describe was a large metal object hovering over the battle feild, one the dropp firey rocks that blew up when they hit the ground.

"But, how? how can that thing sneak on us with us sensing it's eather?"

Magnolia looked at the steel enigma coldly.

"That demon...does not run on eather."

 

Leiwin

There was no mistaking it, Leiwin was lost. And he was terribly late for the meeting too! He had travelled for at least three days now, and still hadn't been able to sight Fare. True, he had never seen it before, but the city of a queen, he imagined, would be quite noticeable. As he mused on his whereabouts, he began to notice faint sounds. they were almost inaudible, but it sounded like some kind of explosion. Screams followed, and could be heard better.

Leiwin instinctively grabbed the handles of his swords, looking around nervously. He ran into the trees and made his way to the origin of the ruckus, as quietly as he could. The sounds became louder as he ran through the foliage, the dried dead leaves cracking as he stepped on them. After some time, he finally saw the source of the explosions.

Leiwin had been in his share of battles, even if he was still young. He had killed before and had seen comrades fall to the enemy. But never had he seen such a chaotic battle. It appeared to be an ambush, as far as Leiwin could tell. The attacking party seemed to be comprised of mostly uncastables like himself. The attacked however, were unmistakably mages. He could see a few people casting spells, and someone in the middle of the circle seemed to be bleeding heavily. A woman?

The whole ordeal made him nervous. Leiwin knew not what to do, and so, he decided to stay back and study the whole situation. Then, maybe he would take action.

 

Pickles ducked and dodged attacks from from his fellow uncastables. He wasn't killing anyone simply knocking them out. A sword came at Pickles back the hero slapped it away with his shield and sent a very vicious headbut into his enemy's face. The hero ran over to Tassy before else. She may have been stronger but he liked being beside her in hostile situations. He liked to know that she was as safe as possible. Pickles opened his mouth to speak. But then the airship came. The hero was awe struck for a moment. A flying ship incredible! But his thoughts quickly moved to more important subject. "What about the kids!?" He asked his voice cracking in panic as he blocked an arrow going for Tassy's head.

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Carson grabbed Sol by the back of his shirt and pulled him back away from the oncoming uncastables. As he did he was weaving. Carson cast Ward of Stealing Light. The vision of the attackers would be rendered to complete blackness for 5 minutes. "Hit them now!" He shouted at his fellow teens. The smile on his face never vanishing.

Marine took about 5 steps back. She couldn't do much. She couldn't use magic and all her weapons were with her dad. But what she could do was make use of the area around her. Marine picked up a priceless vase and chucked it at the head of one of the blinded soldiers.

 

Kal Tor'ih

Having walked 100 miles in 10 days he finaly saw the grove border before leaving grove Kal entered a small town called Marath to fully rest compleletely before leaving grove. Little did he know that he was being followed by the last of a small uncastable clan that he basicly extiminated for their artifact to then find out their relatively common and worthless. He went into an inn and after washing the dirty and grime from his clothes and cried for the men that he killed, but he knew that he must continue on him path it was the only way to save exzalia, and the only to save exzalia was to unite exzalia and destroy earth. After he cried he mental steeled himself again and left the inn and went to a field to train to prepare for the path that many walk but so many fall from.
"Kal Tor'ih, this him with the mask."
"Are you sure brother."
"Yes."
"What shall we do." as the remaining members of their clan their looked around at each other their was 5 in total against The Hunter the only way that would stand a chance would be to attack at once from every direction while creating a magical barrier to prevent him from teleporting. The leader of the clan gave order to his clansmen and told them to wait for a the signal before they attack
" He killed most of our clansmen SINGLE-HANDED and killed the boss, If he can kill 20 of us at one time how do you think us 5 will do" said one of the clans members

"I don't want to die" said another

"He is ruthless, i heard he KILLED A MOTHER FOR AN ARTIFACT THAT HE SOON AFTER DESTROYED, because the artifact was weak we cann't beat him"

"SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTTTHHHHHHHHEEEEEEE FFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK UUUPPPP you worthless maggots. The boss us all in when we were hungry, starving living in dirty street not even fit for rats. Boss saved all of us from certain death in those streets so long ago and you tarnish his memory with selfishness. The Boss died protecting us telling us to flee while he was fighting The Hunter, and he placed me in charge of the clan so if you arent with me I will gut you with my blade because if you leave you are a traitior. Now whose with me"

The other four men gave a relauctent yes and prepare to face The hunter after he train so hopefully he would be weaker and hopefully the could learn to counter his Instant Teleportation and Decaying aura

 

Magnolia stared at the ship for a moment, then sneered.

"Those uncastables think they have power? they dare insult queen Magnolia, with cheap toys!"
Magnolia still clutching her gut began to weave, with each second of eather she gathered to her self she glowed brighter and brighter. like a living star, Magnolia's power radiated through out the battle, nearly blinding those who fought before her.

"I'll show you power, I'll show you real power! Magic is not DEAD YET!"

Lifting her right hand in the air she began to weave, Althea and Charon eather rushed towards her, setting near by books a blaze. A huge weave as large as the battle field appeared in the sky, bright and glowing it could turn night to day and winter to spring. such was the power of Magnolia.

"Good lord, what is she weaving?" Tassy gasped awestruck. she studied the weave, then sucked in her breath and yelled to Pickles and anybody who would hear her.

"GET DOWN!"

"Kill the queen, kill her before she casts the spell!" distant orders sounded, the enemy uncastables began rushing them with a stubborn fury.
.......

In the city Sol saw a spell weave appear in the sky, glowing like a second sun.
"I know that weave, that's my mothers." He looked to the other panicked children.

"There, once we get out of the city we have to reach her. She may know something!"

 

"HIT THE DECK!" Pickles shouted to his friends. The hero dove down and covered his head. He was just hoping the children and the ones who remained at the castle were safe.

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"Well what are we waiting for!?" Marine shouted as she stepped over one of the knocked out uncastables. She had stopped crying but her eyes were still filled with fear. But then something came over her. Marine sighed and gave a bright smile even though she didn't want to. "Alright lets go." She said. When ever you feel scared just smile and think positive. That's what her dad would want.

Carson looked at the massive weave. He loved this sort of thing. But he knew it was important to get the younger ones to safety first. "Mister Sol shall we make our leave?" He asked as he began walking ahead.

 

Leiwin

"Kill the queen, kill her before she casts the spell!"

The queen! Of course, it all made sense now. Only the queen would be able to cast something so amazing. Leiwin didn't realize that he had been that late to the meeting. He hoped to make it in time to Fare, but alas, obviously he could not. But that wouldn't stop him from helping. After all, she was the queen.

He saw the assailants closing in on the queen's party. Coming out of the trees, Leiwin had already readied his bow. It glowed with a white aura. Leiwin retrieved two charon infused arrows from his quiver and, aiming at the two foes closest to the queen, a much easier task with the insanely bright light emanating from her majesty's spell, fired both arrows, which disappeared into the air immeadiately, courtesy of the adra infusion on his bow. At this point, Leiwin would've run in to meet his foes head on, but he thought it best to stay back and pick off enemies from afar. After all, none of the parties knew him, and the worst thing than a raging enemy is two raging enemies.

 

Leiwins arrows struck home, killing both assailants instantly. magnolia weave was now reaching a critical point, it seemed it would burst and indeed it did.

"Pyrocataclysm!" Magnolia called as if summoning a being from ages past to her side, the weave shone like the sun for a moment and then for a second went dark.
......

Sol and the others reached a roof top so they could navigate the city better. it burned with smoke and fire panicked citizens running this way and that. Sol was about to say something when suddenly, he was blinded. They were all blinded by a silent light that shone off in the distance like a second sun.

Then the sound hit them.

It felt like a brick wall had crashed into them, a noise so deafening it shattered windows, a shock wave so imminence it knocked everyone off their feet. Pyrocataclysm had been cast.
...........

She had cast the spell high in the air targeting the multiple flying ships that numbered about 50, all 50 airships blown out of the sky by one spell, everyone below was knocked to the ground as Charon and Althea eather did their deadly work reducing everything in the sky to less than nothing.

Magonlia how ever, did not fair well. Such a spell was dangerous to cast even for a master mage like her self, her skin sizzled as Charon eather burned her flesh as if punishment her for using such a powerful move.

Tassy got up her ears still ringing, the sound of the spell still rumbled through the sky like thunder. She looked towards Magnolia who seemed close to giving out.

The woman was still weaving.

"Magnolia stop! you'll kill your self!"

Magnolia ignored her, "As long as my men are dying on the battle field, I will have no rest. If you wish to save my life, then win this battle."

In the distance two figures watched the spectacle. "Perhaps our attack was premature? the mages are still too strong."

"Patients Zoren, we have yet to reveal our secret weapon. let the mages think they're winning. I promise you, Magnolia will never cast another spell. We, have already won."

 

"Miss Magnolia please stop!" Pickles begged as he stood up. His armor covered in dirt and blood. His knee was also cut open. He didn't want her to kill herself. There had already been enough bloodshed as it was. "Please stop attacking retreat!" Pickles was actually yelling at the enemy to leave. "Go home to your families and Magnolia your to hurt to weave please STOP!" Pickles readied his shield and Althea sword as more enemies came. "Nobody ever listens to the happiness." Pickles said as he blocked a sword strike from an enemy,

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Marine's eyes slowly started to open. She wasn't bleeding but she had a dreadful headache. She wasn't smiling anymore in fact she was terrified. She saw her new friends laying about the place. They were moving but her brother Carson was no were in sight. She hoped he was okay......did he get vaporized? No! Nobody else did so why would he? "Um is everyone okay?" She asked meekly as tears fell down her face.

 

Leiwin

Blinded by the light, Leiwin felt an immense force knocking him back. Such a powerful spell could not have come easily, even for the queen. It took him a while to recover his sight, and when he did, he saw that all of the airships that once floated gracefully in the sky... just weren't there. It was as if they had never even existed.

On the ground however, uncastables kept attacking. Leiwin fired three more arrows, one after the other and each with its own mark.

"Please stop attacking, retreat! Go home to your families and Magnolia you're too hurt to weave please STOP!"

Leiwin could barely make out the words, since his ears were still affected by the explosion. But now, he had confirmation: That was indeed queen magnolia.

 

Seth Walkers Turian & James

Seth gasped for air as he jolted upright. His lungs streamed full with fresh air. The pain was gone but he did not feel any more calm for it. Quite the contrary. For the briefest of moments Seth believed he had made it to the afterlife but then it hit him. Every came back in one, single moment of realization.

He was beyond baffled by the epiphany he was experiencing, everything that had been hidden from him was now brought into the light. He knew who he was again, Seth Turian, the Exzalian uncasteable from the Lore poor houses. Not Seth Walkers from earth
.
It is commonly known that only phoenixes can be reborn but Seth felt reborn nevertheless. There were no injuries on his body, save for the magically inflicted bruises on his back. His skin was soft and unharmed. Seth looked at his own hands wide-eyed, he flexed his fingers as if he had never seen a hand before.

He looked to his side, James seemed to have a similar experience. Their eyes met. A silence ensued between them as Seth investigated his surroundings. A thin, water like bubble was hovering a humming over him and James. Seth recognized it as Pip's signature shield spell. Coming to think of Pip, he noticed her presence in his mind but only very feebly, hardly more than a vague memory.

Everywhere Seth all kinds of vegetation were sprouting from the ground. He wondered how long James and he had sleeped.

"Seth?" James asked carefully. "What do we do now?"

"Now, now we will find our old friends." Seth replied, the thought of Pip kept reappearing in his mind. The last part of his plan was now in motion. But would they believe him?

Seth smiled towards James. "Come, let's go." James rose to his feet. Every feature in his face was still locked in that sensation between happiness and sadness. Happiness because they had succeeded, sadness because of the high price they had paid.

 

Piper

Piper . . . Pip flarred her wings and jumped up from where she had been laying, looking about frantically and looking as if she had been struck by lightning.

"Seth . . ." she whispered faintly, but then her attention was on the ships high above. Her eyes narrowed and seemed to ooze malice as her lip curled into a snarl.

Power seeped through the earth, and suddenly her scythe began to hum a low tune as nox eather began to well up around her, images of anyone's deepest nigthmares reflected in the shapes it created. She would blow them all away.

Targeting the first ship, Piper raised her scythe high, the sound of the wind screaming through the holes and her cloak billowed about her legs.

"REPELLLLLLL!" she bellowed, and brought down the scythe with all her might into the earth -her trademark move. A shockwave zoomed out from around her feet and into the air, creating a massive, cloud-version of her own scythe as it headed towards the ships.

Her goal was to terrorize everyone within and destroy any orginization on board.

 

"I know that weave, that's my mothers." Sol looked to the other panicked children.

"There, once we get out of the city we have to reach her. She may know something!"

"If that's the queen then dad is there too. We have to get to him. Tell him what happened!" Rayla replied anxiously. Suddenly the weave in the air exploded, knocking her off her feet. She hit the ground hard, knocking the wind out of her.

"Um is everyone okay?" Marine asked. The poor girl was terrified and crying, and yet she managed to ask about others well being. Rayla was liking this kid more and more. She got to her feet casting Healing Waters over everyone, before heading in the direction they had seen the spell come from. "C'mon! We have to hurry. Every moment we waste is a another moment our moms are still in danger."

 

Lyra

"C'mon! We have to hurry. Every moment we waste is a another moment our moms are still in danger."

Lyra managed to stand from where she had hit the ground, her body aching for a second until Rayla weaved a healing spell. Twice today she'd been knocked over with eather. Twice. She'd always wondered what it would feel like, but now she didn't think she wanted to feel it ever again.

She went over to Rayla, picking up her long skirts as she did. "Are you sure we should just barge into...well, whatever is happening? That doesn't sound like a good plan to me." Lyra said.

 

Craze|70% health

After a loud get down, Craze and many other fighting heroes for the Queen threw themselves onto the ground. A great beast illuminates a large portion of the lands. Was it going to bring that what light stands for?

Craze brought his head up. From all over the battlefield, people shouted, if it was to warn or a yell to attack. Even the pickle, who usually was jolly, was not smiling any more.

STOP! he yells.

More enemies were closing in on the Queen, but uncastables from the rear readied their arrows. "Aim!" yells a commanding uncastable

Craze gets up as quickly as possible and makes his way to the Queen. Once again he readies his earthen shield and leaps.

"Fire!"

The bag of rocks actually makes it in time and gets hit by a barrage of arrows, protecting the Queen.

"This isn't my day." he whispers to himself as he drops on his knees. Although a rocky being, invincibility is not on his side.

 

Thoranth 75% health

As he charged forward, a huge explosion rang out in front of him, shattering the spirit ox, and sending him flying backwards. He could feel the heat blister against his skin, singing his beard. Time seemed to have slowed, but soon the ground came up to face him and he braced himself for impact. Suddenly he felt large scrape of talons clinging against his back, as he was tugged upward in a violent jerk. He looked upwards momentarily flummoxed, there before him was the spirit falcon straining to fly with him clasped beneath its wings.

“Oomph” Thoranth said as he hit the ground, the bird may have kept him from cracking his head open but it was no pleasant flight, if you could even call it a flight. He looked around him trying to figure out what could have happened. That’s when he noticed the giant airships from above. He had never seen something quite like them before, and even though these creations had almost gotten him killed he couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

"Kill the queen; kill her before she casts the spell!"

It was the giant of a man who had spoken he stood not that far off from Thoranth his blade still clutched firmly in his grip. He had a large bleeding gash on his forehead and the blast had burned his body severely but he still seemed just a capable as before. Three assailants having heard the order ran to attack the queen, but in an instant all three were taken out by arrows by a person whom he did not recognize.

A huge blast of eather shot upward and hit the airships destroying them completely in a flash. Parts of the ships mixed with Althea and Charon rained downwards upon them like the sparks from a great fireworks show. He had no idea that the queen could wield this kind of power, and it made his own ability’s seem like cheap parlor tricks in comparison.

The giant man upon seeing the spell cast rushed towards where the queen lay, his features contorted into a mask of pure rage. He had to stop him before he reached her. Did he? What really did he owe these people; he had already almost been killed in a bloody battle, with having nothing gained in return from it. Sure there was the promise of wealth but what if the queen died, or even worse what if he died, who then would fulfill said promises. Still if the queen lived then he may become rich and after seeing such a display of power he realized how formidable an enemy she would make. He was closer to the queen then the brute barreling forward, it wouldn’t take much to intercept him before he reached her.

He got out his ugloth, shook some of the the dust off of it, and blew out three resounding notes in succession. A large wolf appeared, its body gleaming with the sparkle of althea. It let out a long mournful howl that echoed the song being played, then dashed towards the brute. Thoranth followed in its wake, his heals clicking upward as the music took hold.

The wolf drew near to its prey; the man stopped realizing the new threat. It gave a low growl of warning. Thoranth stood behind, his fingers flying across his ugloth.

“So we meet again little man” The man spoke in a guttural deep voice that grated against Thoranths nerves.

The wolf lunged, teeth and claws out to strike.