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by **Cutler IX** on Thu Feb 07, 2008 8:02 pm

OOC: I'm so bored... Not to pest but could someone post for me?

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by **Himros** on Fri Feb 08, 2008 1:57 pm

Flinching instinctively Saryk's grasp loosened for only a second, he Immeadetly retightened his hands, it was enough, only a mumble but something, Hands twitching, Jakob's head started hitting the ballroom floor

by **Jakob Gray** on Fri Feb 08, 2008 2:29 pm

Jacob wasn't able to cough out an entire spell, and so his head went back to hitting the marble. It hurt.

Using his wings to push, Jakob was able to get an arm around Saryk's own and punched him in the cheekbone. There was a resounding smack as Saryk's head turned, and Jakob rolled away, hands going for his swords.

by **Himros** on Fri Feb 08, 2008 3:10 pm

Stunned Saryk Snapped back to attention, Blurred vision taking a moment to clear, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out, he was definitely losing this, His vision clearing saryk pushed his way forward to jakob, tripping he fell on the man's hand. The blow had definetly taken it's toll. Rolling the trip out saryk pushed himself off the ground by kicking Jakobs sonic blade away.

by **Jakob Gray** on Mon Feb 11, 2008 2:54 pm

Helen's hand went immediately to Zenalith's head. He was running a fever and was bleeding profusely. She poured what was left of the healing potion directly onto the wound. It would hurt more than alcohol. But Zenalith's life was in danger and direct application would heal it the fastest.

"Get me a priest in here!" She shrieked at one of the guards. He turned and ran without another word.

Jakob watched as his precious sword was kicked away. His left hand got a hold of Medusa's Talon, bringing it up and with one stab went into Saryk's chest. The armor puckered and swallowed the sword, and Saryk's backpedal caused Jakob to lose hold.

He'd have to get the blade in deeper.

by **Himros** on Mon Feb 11, 2008 7:26 pm

Saryk's eye's widened, hands grasping the edge of hilt he attempted to dislodge the blade, to no avail. It would only go farther in, hiwever, he could feel the weight of his armor increase as it changed from steel to stone, an unusual effect, but possibly helpful. Saryk Realeased the blade and pushed at jakob, his armor was changing slowly, but it was still piercable at this stage.

by **Jakob Gray** on Tue Feb 12, 2008 3:56 pm

Jakob didn't expect the flailing push, and so was knocked off balance. He saw his enemy's armor start to become stone. To Jakob it would mean death, stone was heavy and cumbersome. But Saryk was hardier. With a palm push, Jakob's hand went straight for the hilt of Medusa's Talon.

Saryk still had enough energy to block, but Jakob knew it would only be a matter of time.

by **Himros** on Tue Feb 12, 2008 5:39 pm

Saryk's Rovement was growing sloppy, his armos becoming harder to move, as the armor solidified into one mass, although more defensive, he would be unable to move. this fight was lost, thurning in flight Saryk slipped in one of the many puddles of blood upon the floor, laing upon his back he stared death in the eye and began laughing.

by **Jakob Gray** on Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:17 pm

Jakob picked Blur off from the floor. With a quick gesture, the sonic sword was on the tip of Saryk's nose, causing a tiny nick to bleed. He had hoped Saryk would stay laughing. Just so he could destroy the demon as Saryk cackled with glee.

"Pray to whatever twisted god you worship, Saryk." Jakob spat, yellow Demonite eyes cold as great wings expanded. "Or do you want to live?"

His slightly angular face regarded Saryk's own scaly, yet not unattractive appearance. "You have but a few last words. You know what will happen after this. Your soul will leave the Mortal Coil. You are not your father, Saryk. You won't be coming back."

by **Cutler IX** on Fri Feb 15, 2008 3:37 pm

It seemed like a almost decided timing that the minute Helen ran out of the room Zenalith was in and into the hall that a huge, not normally large sun conure busted through the door to the exit of the hospital. His claws where razar sharp and his beak was large enough to bite off a grown mans finger. It had a wing-span of four and a half feet and a length from head to tail which was 5 feet.

When it caught eye of Helen it stopped and landed on the floor, seeming to be challenging her. He screeched loudly and flapped his wings slightly in the air and walked toward her, still screaching if she tried to move at all.

by **Himros** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 1:36 pm

Stopping his mad cackle to look jakob in the eye saryk spat. "You have no idea jakob, I'll be requesting your soul in hell!" Kicking his head back against the floor saryk resumed his mad laugh

by **Jakob Gray** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 2:41 pm

Jakob drove the blade home.

And as his demonite's duty was fulfilled, the great angelic Jakob walked over to his actual corpse. As his fingertips touch his old body, he became just a shade and then nothing as his soul resumed itself inside of his old body.

by **Jakob Gray** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 2:46 pm

THE END.

The Dark Age will be created sooner or later.

Sorry Cutler.

by **Himros** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 2:46 pm

the sucking motion of one being sucked into a plane of hell through a sword is something one would not forget, Blur was his conduit, and as he fell through the eternal abyss a hand grabbed him, the hand of retch. "you are mine now fool." Saryk's scream became an echo across the hells.

by **Jakob Gray** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 3:05 pm

EPILOGUE: ((What Happens Now?))

Jakob Gray was appointed Master of Communications for the Vander-Tundar-Vaen forces. As predicted, he courted Larien Crenold and they had one son, Xordia.

Elliot and the Prof. lived together for several years before the now educated Elliot was married and had three children.

Trect lived to see a peaceful world.
But his sons didn't.

by **Walter Barrecks** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 3:11 pm

Wonderful... Eliot lives a happy life...

by **Jakob Gray** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 3:52 pm

Wally, get that filth out of my thread.

by **Cutler IX** on Sat Feb 16, 2008 8:13 pm

Jakob Gray wrote:THE END.

The Dark Age will be created sooner or later.

Sorry Cutler.

Thats it?

Damnit...

Don't worry, I get that all the time.

by **Remæus** on Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:09 pm

Locking, as this is the end of the game. If the thread author is satisfied with this finished version (or not, and requests that a GM come in and clean out anything), contact the GM (Edge, at the moment) of this section and we can get it moved into the Library, under "Completed RPGs".

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