Group 1's Event Arc

[Mysteria]

A loud crackling sound could be heard echoing throughout the Castle. The corpse on the walls began to shriek out in terror amongst the sounds of battle. With one soldier down; A spear through him like a stuck pig. The other two soldiers that were attacking the male intruders, were beginning to feel cocky with their attempted strikes. Though the soldier that was after sai, suddenly began to stutter in his speech. The fireball becoming less controllable in his grasp. In fact, the soldier cursed and shook his head almost losing all concentration. The fire erupting in a small blast of heat and light.

Meanwhile; The left door that the soul had escaped through began to slowly open among the chaos that was happening in the room. A loud ‘popping’ sound coming from the hinges that slid very roughly against one another for the first time in a ages. It was during this time that the corpses that made up the wall completely hushed in their terrified screams. The rumbling of the castle becoming more obvious by the small trimmers.

“ 1. Ku la! Vil Poppit casterra!” A loud booming roar filled the castle, Almost drowning out the words that were there among the rumble and roar; And once the roar sounded. A dark figure emerged and stepped out from the other side of the door. Black bloody boots tapping on the marble surface, causing the soldiers to hesitate and pause in mid attack towards the intruders.

“I see the fun has started without me.”

Helena cued, stepping up to the dead soldier that was impaled by the spear and placed her arm up on the end handle, resting it casually while she stared at the soldiers and intruders with black souless eyes. Reflecting the room and the images of the mortals that stood before her. Her lips pressed in a frown.

" You mortals always bring me trouble. Why is that? “

She questioned, curious to see what the intruders would do while the soldiers that were alive began to show signs of concern. Pickin up their weapons again, to ready themselves for another attack… That was until some pieces of the ceiling began to fall in; The castle showing signs of structural damage with the corpses chattering among themselves.
“ The castle is going to fall!”, they would shout, while a old male corpse on the wall ranted over and over in a kray dialect. “ 2. Ta Deyu, Elena Kaiaru, Ik bremsems es duvm?!“ among the chaos of noises that consisted of falling rubble, screams, and Helena swearing at the deyu while she jumped back a few times to get out of harms way. Once again finding herself standing at the door she had entered from with a grim irritated expression.



(( 1. Dragonic Translation: “ Let me Out! Vile poppit creatures “    2. Dragonic Translation: “ The Deyu, Elena Kaiaru, is bringing it down?! “ ))

[Sai]

Sai only seem to have seconds as a fireball started to form she didn’t have much where to go and no matter where she went she would still be taking a hit from the fire. Rolling to her left to get out of the way the as the fire erupting catching a section of her hair and pieces of her clothing. Patting down flames she didn’t even bother since she had expected that she would have to patch her clothes but she wasn’t expecting her hair to take some damage.



Noticing that the room came to an standstill as sounds of a door started to open, Staying in her low crouch position on the ground she watched as figure came though. Her eyes slowly roamed from the boots all the way up the soulless eyes of the woman that was the reason of them being on this quest. Even though everything in her wanted to just unclip a knife, and lodge it though her heart if she even had one for putting so many innocent lives at state because of her hate for a few. Sadly she couldn’t act on her heart’s desire as fekt the castle shaking again this time peices of the ceiling falling, rolling of the way of a falling piece into a standing position caused her to end up away from her companions but unfortunately close to the witch goddess.



Not sparing a glance to her companion she kept her sword ready, as she opened her senses to where everyone was located. Her breathing calming all while her eyes were on Helena watching for any sign of movement with determination to try and keep the woman at bay while the other do dealt with her guards.

[Sareth Edara]

After taking a hit from the spear the one going after him started to get cocky with his attacks, almost getting showy which made him more aggressive. Thankfully the door opening seemed to distract him momentarily and Sareth used this to his advantage stepping inside the reach of the spear and bringing his Kopesh sword down hard into the opening of armor's neck and shoulder. His sword crumpling and eventually cutting through the armor thanks to it's heavier weight and versatile blade. The fireball had become just a flash of heat and light, better than he had expected his empathic attack to have worked.

His attention turned to Helena as she appeared into the room from the same door that he had seen the soul disappear into. She made a few snide comments towards them but really he was more interested in what the dragon was saying. Looks like time hadn't lessened her rage and the walls called her by name, her last name was familiar though he wasn't sure from where at the moment and didn't really have time to dwell on it as parts of the room came cascading down. Moving to avoid them and it seemed even Helena was worried about the hunks of rock falling on her. A wave of adrenaline washed through his body as he literally ripped his braces off to allow for the changes to his forearms to take place. Horns grew from his forehead and curved back along the same arch as his skull accompanied by pale white scales around his hair line, forearms, and shins. Lastly there was now a tail protruding from his armor that was slowly swishing back and forth. A low growl emanated from him accompanied by a wave of empathic energy giving the whole room a taste of his current emotional state. He was excited right now instead of scared almost as if he had been looking forward to a fight that would let him use this form. The reality was he wasn't suppressing his own emotions anymore and it could be seen in the slightly more aggressive stance he took as well as the odd smile on his face. One thing he wasn't overly worried about from Helena was that her magic nullification wouldn't affect this transformation as it was more of a biological ability for the Kray than a magical one.