Group 1's Event Arc

[Sareth Edara]

Sareth looked over in time to see the man turn zombie and to see Adakir have his little nope fit over the zombie moving towards him. He had figured this would happen sooner or later and sooner it was so the trek to the castle was going to be eventful in its own way. He cracked his neck before letting out a sigh, "Thank you for taking care of that one, needless to say we'll need to get moving and keep an eye out for any more of them. If spotted far enough off it would be preferable if those of us with bows and crossbows could attempt to pick them off. Hitting the head would work best but slowing them down further would be good as well."

With that said he started moving forward at a fast march to keep them moving and not a sitting target for the undead that would be headed their way. He drew both of his kopesh swords to he was ready for anything that crossed his path. He was more worried about watching the path ahead and trusting the others to keep an eye out in other directions for him. Everyone with him seemed to be experienced and doing well enough to allow him to focus on his own tasks and not have to micromanage the group.

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Alekir took a deep sigh as Sai spoke of more undead heading this way. Of course. He really should have expected this but a part of him didn't want to think about it. "Alright, let's deal with these abominations and keep on moving. The quicker we can leave this place the happier I'll be." Alekir reloaded one of his hand crossbows and put up the other, replacing it with his mace. He followed Sareth and where ever he would go. If he spotted a walker he would shot a bolt into its disgusting head. If one got to close then he would bash it with his mace. It was as simple as that. Of course this was actually far from reality but it made Alekir feel like he could keep on moving.

[lucifina]

Looking at the wasteland from the walls of the castle was a lone sentry, for anyone who could see there would be a robed male, his eyes hollowed out and a small orb with an eye engraved into it looking at the general direction. The robed man would then hold a black twisted staff, its main distinguishing feature being a lantern with a green flame in the middle along with a few rings on the top. Raising the staff a eerie fog would originate from the staff and begin surrounding the man before it slowly made it way down towards the group.



As it got closer to the group they could hear a distinct screech seeming to originate from the fog itself. As it envelops them they would hear it much louder along with multiple faces as they flew into the corpses on the ground around the adventurers. Before long the scorched corpses began to rise in unison surrounding the group though about 5 meters away. Within the visible range of a human around 30 could be spotted clearly alongside many other dark figures hidden in the veil of fog as it continued to spread. Shortly after an eerie voice mixed of men, women, and children’s could be heard from the fog “My name is Kirke, eye of Hel. you fools who dared to get in my goddess’s way shall all perish, Your souls tortured for all eternity!” As the voice rang and died out it became quiet before the undead soldiers began charging at them one at a time.

[Trésor de Lys]

"I agree with Alekir, the faster we get moving, the faster we get out of this graveyard and - " But before she could continue, Tres was interrupted by the sight of something in the castle.

Tres, who was hovering just above the ground using her wings, looked up to the castle and saw a male figure. She knew exactly what he was... an eye of Hel... Those who sacrificed their lives and their sight in order to serve Helena. Before she could even think about what was happening, the fog crept around her and the group. She began batting her wings harder, clearing up some of the fog within a 2 meter radius around the group. She covered her ears as the painful screech ringed against her ear drums. Her thoughts were confirmed as the chorus of voices chimed in... Tres rolled her eyes as they spoke. It didn't scare her, because she was used to this from her previous experiences in the Morgg castle. "Yeah yeah yeah, my soul was already tortured the moment Helena created me." her tone was sarcastic and dry.

After seeing the amount of undead that approached, Tres took out one packet of seeds, and threw it as far as she could covering about 20 of the undead. As quickly as she could, she used a spell to grow the seeds into vines that wrapped themselves around 20 of the nearest undead holding them tightly. While she did that, she hollered out to the group "The amount of undead that can rise, are never ending... so we're going to need to run as fast as we can and get inside as soon as possible." Tres continued to flap her wings to create gusts of wind, and began slaying a few still moving undead as they approached - around 3 we killed by her hand at that time.

[lucifina]

The eye of hel seemed to pierce through fog as he heard that voice, “Is that? This just got much more interesting” Looking from afar the Eye of Hel had a creepy and sadistic smile “The traitor returns it seems, I’m sure our Goddess would love to see you” Raising his staff the flame from the lantern would burn brighter before the fog seemed to ignite as the green flame traveled down towards the adventurer. As the seven zombies charged towards the group were engulfed by the green flame they seemed to have corroded. Anyone who looked at the zombies bounded by plants would soon notice that they began to corrode as well.



As all the active corpse corroded and became a puddle and the fog turned green those engulfed in the fog would hear the pained screams of the tortured souls. A cynical laugh from Kirke followed soon after “Traitor! You shall be captured alive and judged by OUR GODDESS! Though for your friends, I’ll make sure they end up like those souls you're all hearing” The puddle would quickly combine side by side. Creating two distinct corpses in front of the group. Both were at least 10 ft tall though one had nails 4ft long with corrosive acid dripping from each tip allowing those close to it to hear a sizzling sound as the acid touched the ground, and a bony stature which you could literally see the blackened bones where his ribs would be. While the other one was armored, his flesh covered by bones on his jaw, torso, hands, and legs. His hands shaped like hammers.



Both corpses looked at the green fog before their jaws unhinged and took a breath as the fog seemed to rush into their bodies causing their skin to turn a to a greenish hue. With a roar the hammered corpse slammed his hands on the ground causing an area around him to tremor slightly. “Here let me introduce to you all Croix and Volke” The green fog was no where near as dense and the screams seemed to get quieter while the two corpse looked at the group waiting for them to move.

[Trésor de Lys]

Tres could hear the voice of Kirke ringing in her ears. 'Ugh...' she thought 'Not this bullshit again...' Tres groaned at the thought of having to deal with him. "Funny, she already had her way with me and thought me dead... and now in this fruitful attempt to show her power, she shows her weakness... " Her tone was serious, and resentful. She refused to waste her breath any more as soon as she turned around to him. Suddenly, she had an idea and turned to the group... "Who's using a crossbow?" she said as she reached around to her back, and plucked two small parts of the metallic feathers from her wing in the middle of her back, careful to make sure that she didn't puncture herself. "Attach this to the tip of your bolt, and aim it at the eye of hel... it'll do some damage." if there was any hesitation, Tres would continue "Just trust me! And make sure you don't puncture yourself with it!" Tres would hand one feather over to Sai, and the other over to Alekir. She would then fly up above the two corpses, away from the tremors, trying to get a better view of how to take on the situation.

When Sai and/or Alekir would shoot the arrow at the eye of hel, the feather would puncture their skin deeply, and would be very difficult and painful to remove. The feather, being of anti-magic, would prevent the user from using any more magic until the feather is completely removed - meaning it would inhibit the eye of hel's ability to use magic, hopefully making it easier for the group.

[Sai]

Sai wondered why the Eye of Hel even spoke non-trivial things, sure Tres was once an angel of the bitch, sure she was trying to stop the person that created her but anyone with common sense would know that it was the good of the kingdom to stop her. With a small sigh, she guessed that the Eye of Hel also sold they logic and humanity to serve the crazy woman. She only raised her crossbow at the question, watching as Tres plucked two feathers from her wings. She was going to voice her thoughts about how a feather was going to help them but decided against it since she had to trust Tres that she knows what she was doing.



Hearing what she said she quickly took out her dagger cutting out a few longs of her hair but with enough length that she can use like string. Sheathing back the dagger she took the feather carefully and tied to the bolt with her hair before loading it into the crossbow. With expect grace she naturally moved into a crouching position on the ground, her tongue stuck out the corner of her mouth as she narrowed her eyes at the Eye of Hel. Her mark for his heart, pulling back the string, as she focus her shot knowing she only had on chance at this. Taking a breath, once to breathe in and see her target once to breathe out as fire the bolt her eyes followed the projectile as it hit its mark.

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Just when Alekir thought it couldn't get any worse, it got much worse. A voice spoke seemingly directed at Tres. This obviously wasn't your average run of the mill undead. This seemed to be a living person. One shed of all reason but still living. Alekir didn't know how to deal with the bastard. Luckily Tres came up with a solution. Alekir didn't question Tres's plan. He didn't know what these feathers did but he hoped it killed the man.

Alekir pulled out some rope and tied the feather to the head of one of his bolts. He loaded the special bolt into his right hand crossbow. Alekir knew he couldn't get the best shot with these shorter ranged crossbows so he took a deep breath and sprinted forward. When Alekir got near the zombie with hammers for hands he jumped in the air to avoid any tremors. He took out his hand crossbow and aimed it at the Eye's head and quietly said to himself "He. Gotcha ya." as the bolt flew towards Kirke, going straight for his head. This move left Alekir open to attacks from Mr. Hammerpants below him.

[lucifina]

The Eye of Hel noticed the bolts aimed towards him as he moved his staff and body to avoid them, though the staff was able to take the shot going for his head, the bolt aimed towards his heart would pierce his shoulder. The Eye of Hel was furious as he tried to conjure more undead but was futile as his magic seemed to fizz out.

Looking at the bolt pierced on his shoulder the Eye of Hel gripped it and ripped it off his shoulder, examing the bloody bolt he let out a bloody scream that could be heard slightly where the group was located. “I’LL KILL YOU ALLLL!” He screamed as the third eye seemed to fuse back, looking at the bolt before he was blinded again he saw the tied tip which had anti-magic properties. Holding onto the staff he quickly rushed his way back into the castle to rest waiting for the effects to wear off.

The two corpse would rush towards the group. Croix would bring his hammer shaped hands downwards towards Alekir, while Volke would swing it’s claws at Sai repeatedly. The acid would fly off and land in the arc of the swing causing whatever it touched to sizzle and corrode.

[Sareth Edara]

Well those were some good shots and it would help them for the time being with the mob issue though the two specialized enemies would be a different problem to deal with. Following up on Alekir's attack he charged the hammer handed one leaving the other one to be dealt with by the rest of the part for the moment as he was pretty certain he and Alekir could keep this one busy once he landed from that jump.

The hammer handed one looked like he had half plate armor made of bone which could be problematic to cut through so the next option was the joints and gaps. His Kopesh swords moved in a tandem strike against the the creatures right leg as he was taking its attention off of Alekir and putting it on him hoping Alekir's mace would do some damage that his swords wouldn't do normally. He was holding his half dragon form for when things get really dangerous so right now he was going to use speed against this one as much as he could since it seemed for now to be a brute while the clawed one going after Sai seemed to be a speed fighter.

[Trésor de Lys]

Tres gave a mini "yes!" when Kirke was struck, having a mini celebration that would stop him for only a short amount of time, longer if the piece of feather was lodged in his skin or broke off as it was being taken out. She hoped that the mini shard of anti-magic feather would be stuck in his shoulder, difficult to remove. But she couldn't see much from the distance that she was from Kirke, so she assumed the worse and flew up into the air, hovering above the two beasts. Tres was familiar with Kirke's magic, having known him from her previous life, and recognized this morphing of the dead. Though she didn't know which variations these were. She analyzed from above for the few seconds she had, then took action. Tres flew forward, sword in hand, avoiding the acid that spilled from the nails of the one beast named Volke. She had a lot of control over her wings, and the speed at which she flew. Tres took her sword, and shoved it into the side of Volke's neck, and sliced across. Her sword being sharp enough to cut off Volke's head, slid through with quite some force that she manifested from the anger she felt from being in this situation. She screamed "Everyone watch out!" hoping that the others could get out of from underneath quickly enough to not get hurt. Tres flew down quickly after slicing off the beast's head and picked up Sai and move her out of harm's way, far enough that she didn't touch and of the acid that would fall from the beast's fingers as the body would collapse. Tres would set Sai down as quickly as possible, and made sure she was okay before flying off to get a better view of the other beast. "Hey, I'm sorry about that, none of the acid touched your body, did it?" she asked giving Sai a quick check. If she was hurt, Tres would heal her quickly, then would fly up above the other beast, trying to see if she could manage the same maneuver with their thick bone structure.

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Alexis gave a grunt of pain as the hammers struck him, forcing him to the ground. The ashes the had piled on the ground near him hung onto his clothing like filth, making the front of his armor look a charcoal black. As he looked up he noticed Sai being rushed by the acid undead and Sareth occupying the one that had stuck Alekir. Alekir was thinking about going to help Sai but he had faith the others would help protect her. Alekir rose from the ground and grabbed his mace, then moving in to strike the head of the zombie. Even with armor Alekir doubted the creature could withstand bashing from a mace. Alekir rose his arm wielding the mace high into the air, as quickly slammed it back down onto the top of the montrosity's head. "Take that you infernal beast!" 

[lucifina]

Once Volke’s head flew off and landed on the floor his body would go limp, as it landed on its knees the body seems to start bubbling. Quickly after a small burst of light would expand the body before souls begin to zoom out of its body in all directions. The burst of souls would last a few seconds most would curve and zoom up though some would run towards Croix.



Croix slammed Alekir to the ground and smiled as he lifted his hands again. But before he was able to land the finishing blow his right leg would give way as Sareth cut the joint in his leg. As he turned to look at Sareth he saw a soul zoom passed him. On Instinct he would open his jaws as souls launched from Volke’s body would seem to fly into it, after consuming the souls Croix seemed to shake as the bones in his body would pierce his flesh and extend outward. Croix would let out a roar as the bones continued to expand covering the area underneath him in blood. Once it was done ,besides from the joints in his body most of his body was covered with bones from his jaw down to his legs. Though if looked clearly there were large gaps between each of his ribs.

[Sai]

Sai rolled a bit trying to dodge the acid a few drops landed on her leg as she rolled away, causing it to sizzle a section of her pants. She didn’t get much of a chance to properly think on it before Tres picked her up taking her a short distance away from the now dead corpse and the rest of the fighting. “Just my leg.” She said as she cringed a bit in pain, a small nod of her head once Tres healed her.



Turning her eyes back to the other corpse she saw that it ate a soul and gain bone armor. Her eyes narrowed a bit as she took in the battle knowing that she couldn’t panic and had to play to her strengths. Taking a deep breathe she took out another bolt and loaded it into the crossbow as she waited another second to get a clear shot. With practice, she got down on one knee, her bow aimed to the head of Croix. “Once to breathe, once to fire.” As she pulled back on the string, slowing her heart rate, her fingers holding on, not wanting to miss fire and hit an ally by mistake. While to Sai this might have felt like hours it had only been about two minutes before she saw the opportunity, releasing the bolt watching it fly straight towards the head of the creature.



Not taking any chances as soon as it left her fingers she quickly got up moving from the location knowing it would be dangerous to stay in the same spot. Quickly she moved left so that she was on the opposite side that both Serath and Alkeir were on. Deciding that it would be best if she stayed a bit far from everyone given that she was they range fighter for the time being.

[Trésor de Lys]

Tres smiled after healing Sai, making sure that she properly healed her leg both efficiently and quickly - as she usually did. Unfortunately, Tres did not know how to sew, let alone sew in a hot second. So Sai's pants would still have holes in them from the drips of acid, but the acid would have dissipated with the healing magic.

As Tres flew back up and struck the being, and saw the souls begin to pour out, she felt a twinge of regret. "Oh no..." she mumbled sarcastically under her breath. She had forgotten that this is what happens when one form is defeated. Tres flew up to higher ground, flying backwards as the being expanded. She had a good view of the monster, seeing how its body changed and shifted as the souls poured into itself.

Not only did she have a better view of her opponent, but she also had a better view of her teammates. Tres saw Alekir jump to hit the creature on the head, a successful blow. She also noticed Sai was taking aim at the beast's head. With quick thinking, Tres flew to the opposite side of the creature, knowing it would look in the direction of Sai as soon as it was struck. When the beast was hit with the arrow, Tres would take her sword, stab it into the section in-between the beast's ribs, and would drag her sword about a foot and a half, before releasing and quickly flying away to safety. She would fly over to Sai, standing next to her ready to fly away at any moment. She had hoped that the other two were going to be okay but knew that they were capable.