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Chaos Reigns in Mythos

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a part of Chaos Reigns in Mythos, by ragnorokhellfire.

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Catherine Raelana [23] The mighty sword which will build an empire!
Lerst Relaltar [21] He is a drunkard who takes more than three glasses though he be not drunk.
Dirsus Kollecon [18] "Call me a werewolf again."
Damon [18] "Strange..."
Eldedhril (Elle) [11] Her reputation proceeds her...
Golradir Aldaríon [1] "I try not to let the fire control me."
Draelic Gozrath [0] A demon who was born into the lowest of ranks among his kind. He strived to be the best at everything he could to prove that he could climb out of the hell that the lessers had to be put through. Through horrific feats finally received his respect.

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Character Portrait: Gram WitheThorne Character Portrait: Damon Character Portrait: Eldedhril (Elle) Character Portrait: Elenthias Serpenthelm Character Portrait: Catherine Raelana Character Portrait: Therlynn Serpenthelm Character Portrait: Dirsus Kollecon Character Portrait: Lerst Relaltar
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Elle, leaning against the bar, looked over towards this "ruler" curiously as the woman put her cloak over her shoulders. Her brow's furrowed in confusion at the gesture but nodded her head towards her in gratitude when the woman said, "You okay? If you have any injuries you should go to the town center, my officers know the drill and they should be preparing to help people." Then the woman whispered to her, "Oh, and don't work that magic on too many people, it'll get you killed with someone stronger willed." This rubbed Elle the wrong way. Regardless if she was a ruler or not what did it matter if she used her power or not? She was more than capable of handling herself in situations of trouble.

After she half drank the Dwarf's drink, he finally spoke to her "I can't say I wouldn't do the same." Well at least it was a bonus she didn't piss him off.

She couldn't help but smile at his comment, and chuckle softly, "At least I can cross 'Nearly drowning in a tavern' off my bucket list." She laughed softly.

It was then that the Dwarf rose from where he sat on the table, "Well, I guess it's my duty now to defend this city, you seem pretty tough. You're more than welcome to join me if you want." She sat there for a moment and contemplated after he ran off after the cat woman.

With a soft sigh, Elle stood up walking towards the door. As she walked past one of the tables she grabbed someone's ale and downed it, throwing the grog on the floor before exiting out the entrance. She slowly walked up the hill in the direction that the braver of the people headed in. She saw a tiger running up in that direction which she found odd unless they were some sort of shifter, entirely probable. Then the cat woman leader made her way up towards the person behind the flash flood, and when the woman was out of her sight, Elle heard a horn go off which she could only assumer was hers.

Taking her time as she headed up towards the epicenter of chaos, Elle reached behind her back hooking her fingers around a few throwing knives, being prepared for anything. She stood back though, watching intently as others were more likely to engage the creature than herself. She was prepared to defend herself, but also far enough away to flee if necessary.

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Character Portrait: Gram WitheThorne Character Portrait: Damon Character Portrait: Eldedhril (Elle) Character Portrait: Elenthias Serpenthelm Character Portrait: Catherine Raelana Character Portrait: Therlynn Serpenthelm Character Portrait: Dirsus Kollecon Character Portrait: Lerst Relaltar
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Everything was going well, the place was packed with food, the preys barely tried to defend themselves and many just didn't know what was going on so didn't dare to flee. Gram's mouth watered releasing drops of poison that mixed with puddles of water while thinking of the future feast. He did not know how much time has passed since it began, Gram can't remember when but to him Time eventually lost its meaning. Whenever he have food he could survive and he can eat anything, whenever he can sleep doesn't need food or breathe, the type of creature that he became easily be defined as the Ultimate Predator.

While chasing a couple of preys he heard a horn and, within seconds, a blade made of wind impacted leaving a mark on his skin followed by a trail of blackish red blood he stopped. Basic wind magic, not strong enough to cause concern. Gram looked in the direction in which the blade came, standing there was a female with feline features and orange fur. With sword in hand and an aura of confidence that only those who fully trust their skills have. Probably the leader of the pack, sometimes happens, the leader goes to defend the weaker prey. Whether they can get enough time or not it's up to their skills, the preys has the absolute right to fight for their lives. Similarly Gram has the absolute right to devour them, he prepared for a fight.

"Hey buddy! Leave the people alone!"

Gram stopped when heard what the woman said, When was the last time someone called him in a remotely human way?. Gram has been called both Terror and Protector, but always with reverence and fear. And right now despite his appearance he was called "buddy" He could not help but laugh loudly, it was as if a child, a man and a snake were laughing at the same time, a completely unnatural voice.

As he laughed Gram realized that other prey were approaching, probably called by the horn, a growling wolf man , a dwarf, a tasty looking woman and other humans. "Gram, the name" said with the same unnatural voice before pouncing toward the cat woman, it's not as if she will be spared for making him laugh. Before coming to an attack range he stopped abruptly, the growling wolf man he had ignored before did something with his hands and for him everything went to red.

The pain and fear deeply engraved in his twisted soul, returned once again. The pain of his charred limbs, the pitifulness of having to crawl in the mud and dirt to eat every memory related to the fatidic day surfaced. Fire, his only fear and greatest enemy was present before him and threatened to finish what started decades ago. Gram jumped back and began to spit poison in large quantities.

Using the advantages of his body to the maximum, he ran, he passed over food and preys but he didn't even spare them a glance, his top priority was to get as far from the fire as possible. When he reached the wall Gram didn't bother to jump or climb, he rushed through the wooden wall, leaving behind a few drops of blood and wood chips. The aberration left the town on the hill as suddenly as it appeared. Without sleep, without stopping and without realizing it will head towards his first hunting ground. His birthplace Tiderpool.

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Character Portrait: Gram WitheThorne Character Portrait: Damon Character Portrait: Eldedhril (Elle) Character Portrait: Catherine Raelana Character Portrait: Dirsus Kollecon Character Portrait: Lerst Relaltar
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Watching as the desecration of a beast fled, Dirsus simply shook his massive head. Relieving his arms of their flame, Dirsus stood tall. A short and loud snarl came from the seemingly calmer beast. "Pathetic whelp. Can't even bother to try to fight." Followed quickly, in a deep voice in the favored languages of those around Dirsus, his necklace glowing slightly.

Standing still for another moment, the veer pulled out a sturdy comb made of bone. With little pause, he pushed the comb into his fur and pushed it forward, pulling the fur back out to its rightful positions as well as removing the poison from his fur. When running into an area where his armor covered his fur, Dirsus would push the plates up and reach under to comb it.

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6 Characters Present

Character Portrait: Gram WitheThorne Character Portrait: Damon Character Portrait: Eldedhril (Elle) Character Portrait: Catherine Raelana Character Portrait: Dirsus Kollecon Character Portrait: Lerst Relaltar
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Elle scoffed as she saw the strange creature that caused the flood run off, presumably scared when confronted by so many others perhaps? She shook her head, hooking her thumbs in her belt loops as she flipped a rock with the toe of her boot. "I have more balls than him... and I'm a woman." She brought her right hand up to run her digits through her long coral locks, "...pathetic." She mumbled more to herself than the others around her. She glanced over towards the wolf man as he began to come his mats of fur.

Seeing as how she was no longer needed, Elle decided to turn back towards the village. When walking past the woman whom had shared her cloak not a few moments prior, Elle removed the cloak, draping it over the woman's shoulder. Then with no more said, she began to descend back down the hill and into the village. She looked over towards the tavern, and although a drink sounded more than appealing at the moment, she had her fill of this strange little town. Heading towards the markets, she walked between the little tables where vendors had their goods laid out for consumers to purchase. Catching sight of a few of her crew, she curled her bottom lip into her mouth letting out a very unique and high whistle.

A few people here and there glanced in the direction of the sound, but then turned back to their affairs. But Elle's crew knew that noise, and quickly dispersed and made way towards The Thorn. It was apparent the vendors hadn't realized how a majority of the crowd was made up of Elle's crew, and quickly the market placed died down to a dull roar, with only a few dozen plaguing the area. Walking past a produce vendor, she reached her hand into a basket, grabbing a ripe apple. She brought the fruit to her lips, taking a bite as she reached into her corset, pulling out a coin and flipping it towards the seller with a grateful nod.

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Character Portrait: Gram WitheThorne Character Portrait: Damon Character Portrait: Therlynn Serpenthelm Character Portrait: Dirsus Kollecon
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Damon stalked down the hill when he heard the thud of large feet and rattle of bone armor. Great we have an angry Veer in the town. jumping out of the way just before the Veer trampled him. As he walked through the lower part of the city making sure that no kids got hurt he found the man he was looking for earlier pinned under two of his men, that had been knocked unconscious during the flood. The man looked up and Damon, "P-please help me get out of here." Damon smirked "I have a better plan." he responded pulling out his katana and slashing the man's head off.

Once Damon had searched the city, having to save a couple children, he looked up at the sky to find the creature gone. "Well looks like I have nothing else to do in the city. Time to go to another." As he got near the gates of the city he found a goblin harassing a kid. The goblin quickly found an arrow in it's head, looking around he saw a swarm of them in an area with two carts, a half-elf and a lizard man. Nope, not my problem, I'm out. He thought to himself walking out of the gates and following the road.

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Character Portrait: Golradir Aldaríon
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Golradir sat in the monastery meditating, hovering a few inches off the ground a disk of fire under him. A man with black hair and skin than looked as if it was falling off of his bones, "Hey, Gol, meeting in the town square." Gol looked up at the man and nodded, the fire starting to disappear as Gol stood up. Picking up the staff next to him he walked out of the monastery and headed to the center of town.

In the center of town there was a stage with the elder of the town standing on it, elves with all kinds of strange looks crowded around it. Gol wanting to get a better look slammed his staff down a blue pulse going down it, he then jumped on top of it and anchored himself to it with the same blue aura that went down his staff. The Elder then cleared his throat, "As you may have heard the God King has died and now a fight for power has begun. I have decided that it is time to go out and try to ally ourselves with others so that we may defend ourselves if we ever come under attack. We need a volunteer to go out and find allies, who is willing to go?"

There was a mummer through the crowed as people talked both of who should go and about the God King. "I will go!" echoed through the crowed as they all looked at the origin of the voice to find Gilradir standing on his staff his hand raised. Sliding off and waiding through the crowd. He finally got to the stage and got up on it. "I will go sir." He said bowing at the man. The elder chuckled "Very well Golradir, you shall be our voice in the rest of the world." Gol bowed again, "Thank you elder."

As Gol walked off of the stage and out into the world he ran into his parents and master. They smiled, "Good luck Gol." his mother said hugging him. "Thank you mother." He said hugging her back then looking at his father and shaking his hand. "Make us proud Golradir." his master spoke. Gol smiled and bowed, "I will do my best master." and with that Gol walked out of the town and into the world unknown to him.

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Character Portrait: Gram WitheThorne Character Portrait: Eldedhril (Elle) Character Portrait: Catherine Raelana Character Portrait: Dirsus Kollecon Character Portrait: Lerst Relaltar
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The air was thick with tension as those brave enough to combat the monstrosity closed in on it. Lerst, being brave but not stupid, knew to stick behind the fearsome looking veer. His cautiousness turned to proud carelessness however when he saw the creature frantically fleeing. "Ha, ha! Run you coward!"

Lerst was at a loss for words when the crowd casually dispersed. Surely, this couldn't be a normal event. The veer that he didn't acknowledge he was hiding behind was combing. The woman from the bar who had lived up to his expectations was leaving for the market. Lerst looked around for a few moments and finally spoke up, sounding slightly impatient. "Well? What now?"