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Nyx Sadow

When one lives in the darkness they become the darkness.

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a character in “Legends of Gialpha”, as played by Butterfly Effect

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Character Name: Nyx Sadow
Race: Dark Elf
Primary Skill: Shadow Magic (think like a mix of a warlock and necromancer)

Other Skills: blink power (can teleport short distances), invisibility. Rogue training ( sneaking, daggers, dodging)

Basics: Nyx is small in frame looking almost frail. Only five foot four if she was normal one would feel sorry for the tiny thing but one look into her black lifeless eyes tells you there is something to fear. Her hair is a mix of dark blues and silver beautiful but chaotic. Her deathly pale skin is marked with arcane runes and tattoos

Back Story: Some elves live in the dark places of this world like caves and the underbellies of the world's great cities. Nyx is one such elf one molded by the darkness in which she lived....

Nyx was born to a young single mother. Her mother raised her until the age of ten then was gone. Nyx's mother found a new man...A man that didn't want a kid. So Nyx found herself alone rejected...
The next eight years where hard on Nyx as she passed from gang to gang all the time learning her new powers and evading the law. But at 18 the law found her at last....
After three long years in jail a long time for Nyx to think she decided to change her life. Instead of breaking the law she became a bounty hunter using her darkness against the very same type of people she used to run with.

So begins...

Nyx Sadow's Story

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A hush came over the people of Frosthiem as Dark Elf on her shadowy mount entered the gates. Behind her on her horse was the wrapped up body of a man that only hours before still drew breath. The rider looked to the corpse her mind flashed back to the night before....

"You can't do this! I did nothing wrong!" The young human male begged
"You can't worm your way out of this murderer." Answered the cold uncaring voice of the dark elf
The man's eyes went wide in fear " Murderer? I..I have never killed anyone...I swear"
"Save your lies for someone that gives a damn you're coming with me!"
"Never!" Cried the man as he charged the dark elf...
His last mistake as he was met with a bolt of shadow cast from the dark elf's hand. He staggered back right to where the dark elf now appeared, embraced him and slid her dagger across his throat.

The dark elf shook herself back to the present. She tossed the body to the road and said, "I am Nyx and I claim the bounty for this man."

A few moments passed as the officers confirmed the kill and gave Nyx her pay. One officer then turned to Nyx and spoke "If you wish to help our city and fill your pockets more there is a matter of a troll nearby"
Nyx thought for a moment, said "I'll think about it"
She then rode from the city

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Nyx dismounted from her horse and whispered "Home Reaper."

The horse winnied and vanished leaving Nyx alone at the edge of the woods. The ground was covered in a blanket of snow pure and white. Nyx entered the woods one tree blended with another it seemed as she walked deeper and deeper into the woods.
" You've gone and got yourself lost dark elf? We love the taste of elf....And a female...We will have fun tonight boys" laughter broke out as the speaker and his fellow goblins four all together stepped out.
"Oh good minions of the thing I seek must mean I'm close" said Nyx with a dark grin
The speaker goblin laughed "you will never reach the master you or the other tools that seek him!" He then turned to the others " kill the elf bitch!"
"Kill the bi.." one goblin started before a bolt of shadow hit him sending him flying into a tree.
The other goblins looked on in fear " Witch she's a witch!" They cryed as they fled only to be followed by shadowy bolts from Nyx's hand meeting the same rate as thier friend.
All but the leader who choked out weakly, " Please I have map to master's cave take it and spare me?"
" I'll take it from your corpse!" Nyx yelled as she thrust her dagger into the creature's heart.
I now have all I need thought Nyx as she took the map.

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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"TERRORIZING?!" The call may as well been the wail of a banshee Nyx thought.

Nyx muttered a spell turning invisible unseen to anyone that couldn't detect magic. Silently she sneaked towards the voice only to find three people a girl the screamer.. a man and walking armor with wings.
Nyx listened gathering they too sought the troll. What an odd group though. She knew even she couldn't fight an army of goblins alone though.

Nyx sighed and raised up her spell of invisibility canceled as she pulled the goblin map out "If you are hunting troll it would help to have the map to his home.."

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Alexander regarded this 'Nobody' with caution as the stranger moved closer to himself and Lailah. His head tilted to one side at a slight angle when the man mentioned that he was looking for an ice troll. Of course, he should have realised that he would not be the only one, but what chance did this lone, lightly armoured commoner stand against a troll?

The sky knight's helmeted head whipped round when Lailah exclaimed her surprise, along with her intention to join the two on this quest. She even pulled him and the unknown human close - a feat that surprised the avian given the fact that he was wearing a complete suit of armour - already seeing the two as close comrades despite having run into each other not five minutes ago. This woman was naive, and yet, she was prepared to drop whatever business she was up to in favour of taking up arms for the good of the people. Qualities worthy of any knight, airborne or otherwise.

"Yes, I am also here for the ice troll," Alexander confirmed with a nod of the head when Lailah sheepishly asked him. "We shall head out at once, and -"

He was interrupted by the voice of yet another individual. This time it was a dark elf, appearing to offer them a map of some kind. The glow of his helmet's optics seemed to narrow slightly. "How convenient that one would have such an item," he remarked drily, hand resting on the hilt of his greatsword. "Almost too convenient..."

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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While he was relieved by the fact that the minotaur was in a cheerful mood and laughing, Yevoc once again couldn’t help but feel insulted by the comment about his sword being kitchen knives. Nevertheless, he figured it was better to stay on this guy’s good side so he obliged and kept an eye on the cave where the troll had retreated after throwing the boulder at him.
“Oh yeah, this is much better than killing the troll on our own.” Ash muttered.
“Why don’t you make yourself useful and fly your tiny ass up there to see if the troll is there or not?"
“That’s actually not a bad idea.” Ash said before fluttering off to the cave at the top of the hill. A few minutes later he turned around and flew back out of the cave and hovered a few feet in front of the entrance before turning to human size. “Hey you guys might want to come look at this. The cave comes out into a goblin village and they seem to be enjoying the supplies they stole. Also there’s a group of people in the woods a few yards over there.” He said as he pointed to the group still in the woods.
“Well, …” Yevoc paused, realizing he didn’t get the minotaur’s name “… sir, once your friend gets those twigs out of your back, I’ll get my pixie and we can go put my fancy kitchen knives to the test. Or if you’d like we can stay and see if these others are friendly.”
“Watch your tongue snowflake!” Ash snapped at Yevoc, pixie was viewed as a derogatory slur to the fairies.
“Well, you don’t have to come along with me everywhere if you don’t want to.” He chuckled back at him.
“I can put you frozen ass back under that boulder again, too! Remember that!”

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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It was the winged armor that responded to her...
"How convenient that one would have such an item," he remarked drily. Nyx noted his hand on his sword as he added "Almost too convenient..."

"Convenient for me...Not so much for the goblins I killed to get it..." Nyx said darkly. "What matters is I have a map right to the home of the creature we seek... I could have easily left you three bumbling though the woods but I know that even I can't take on a troll and his goblin army alone so I chose to trust you."

Nyx paused and looked right at the winged armor " So will we work together or will you draw that sword thinking me evil and share the goblin's fate?"

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Drake had just recovered from the noblegirl's shouting and uncanny grip when a voice behind the three sprung up. He, like the other two, whirled around towards the source to find a rather depressing figure. Thin, lanky, pale, and lithe, Drake's mind flit from adjective to adjective as he looked the dark elf up and down.

He didn't blame the suit of armor for being skeptical of the elf's intentions. Anyone who looked tall, dark, and broody would elicit distrust from any sane individual. Given the incessant shouting going on past the treeline the now-four were standing at, it seemed not everyone present was entirely sane.

Drake fought the urge to dig his canteen out of his coat to take a swig and instead flexed his grip on his sword's hilt before speaking. "I, personally, would rather cause more similar fates to the rest of their kind here than meet one myself. We're more likely to succeed against the troll and his goblins with numbers than if we were to go in individually." He pulled down his furred hood to look squarely at each person around him, instantly regretting it as soon as he felt the biting cold. "I'm not the sentimental type, and speeches aren't my thing, so convince yourselves to stay or go. Lead the way, elf."

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Lailah's eyes gleamed in attention, as another joined their company. A dark elf female, with a dour frown on her lips, and a gloomy look in her eyes. Alexander seemed wary as the elf proposed her map. With brows raised in alarm, she quickly looked between the two, eager to intervene before an altercation broke out.

Thankfully, 'Nobody' beat her to the punch, and coolly, concisely, asserted his opinion on the matter. Lailah nodded once, her face beaming. "I am of a mind with Sir Nobody! Strength in numbers and all that," she added. As they began to follow, the young fencer, barely half the armored avian in height, nudged him and grinned from ear to ear.

"Don't worry, Sir Alexander! I shall protect you, if it needs be," she confidently proclaimed, then flipped her side-ponytail, the brown locks bouncing sprightly. With utmost conviction, she emphasized,"This, I swear!"

As they continued walking, an ever-smiling Lailah looked between 'Nobody' and the surly elf. Such a sullen group. She hoped she could bring a bit of sunshine to the three, at least!

"Oh, by the way, Miss Elf! If I may be so bold, I think you would look three times as pretty with a smile on your face!" She suggested while wagging her finger. The blue-eyed noble then turned back to the nameless rogue, inquiring blithely,

"Wouldn't you agree, Sir Nobody?"

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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While still not inclined to trust the elf, who proved to be as conceited as any other, Alexander could see merit in the points raised by both Lailah and 'Sir Nobody'. "Very well, but I must warn you, even a lowly guardsman can make short work of a goblin. Overconfidence in one's abilities can lead to a swift death." Without another word, he followed them, ever alert for any threat that might present itself.

His attention was quickly drawn to the young noblewoman nudging him in the side, offering to protect him from danger. Him! A sky knight! Alexander found himself laughing slightly at the thought. "I shall bear that in mind, should I require your aid," he replied good-naturedly.

As the group walked through the forest, the sky knight kept his wings folded close and his eyes and ears open. Once again he had his sword at the ready in case they ran into the troll before reaching its cave. If the elf wanted to stab them in the back, at least she could hardly do so from the front, which provided a small comfort.

Alexander listened as Lailah suggested that the dour dark elf should put a smile on her face, which elicited another chuckle from the sky knight. It was a rare thing to see a genuine smile from an elf, especially among their nobility, he recalled.

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Nyx's souless eyes seemed to darken more as she listened to the group mainly the woman... do you ever shut up? She wanted to ask but controlled herself for now...

" My name's Nyx by the way." Nyx said as she led on her steps barely making a sound. " Map says there is a goblin camp before the cave...I would suggest we sneak around it and go right for the prize...But the lady and the tin can don't seem the sneaking type..."

Nyx paused turning to the others "So any ideas you got? It could help to know what fighting skills we all have as well...Plan an attack based on that...I myself am skilled in stealth and magic."

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Yevoc glanced over at the minotaur and the other fairy. They seemed to be otherwise occupied.
“Well, I guess it’s just you and me dragonfly.”
“Oh for fuck sake, my name is Ash!”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m on my way up. Just warn me if the troll comes back.” Yevoc called up to him as he began to climb up the hill to the cave. As he reached the top he was able to see the others that Ash had mentioned earlier. He was no just slightly more cautious when he was able to make out that a Dark Elf seemed to be leading the group. While Dark Elves and Snow Elves didn’t really have anything against each other, Yevoc knew that Dark Elves were not to be trifled with.
“So should we wait for the other two?” Ash asked.
“I think they’re busy, I’m sure they’ll catch up, though, if they’re serious about killing the troll.”
“So what’s your plan, run into the village, swords swinging, freezing everything in sight until you can kill them?” Ash asked sarcastically.
“Well, it was more along the lines of killing and freezing as I go, but basically yeah that was it. Why? You got something better? I doubt you can do much damage with that dagger there, so a little magical backup might be nice.”

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Vanarak continued his streak of being surprised, The small arrows weren't much. But without any of Vanarak's usual rage and bloodlust he had none of the immunity to pain. Through the entire process it would be seen how Vanarak was tensing his entire body, his hands tightly clenching the axe sprawled across his lap. One would think that he was trying to cope with the pain, But in reality he was trying his very best to remain calm. The smell of his own blood, It would perhaps had been overwhelming if it weren't for the gentle healing that Tikal was forcing on him. He cursed himself in his mind. These are just goblin arrows! They barely hurt! Why are you getting so worked up!? If one thing was clear, then it would definitely be how incredibly good Tikal was at what she was doing. The swift removal followed up by direct healing kept almost any blood from escaping, even the soft humming that was emanating from Tikal was almost, Soothing. It took a few arrows until Vanarak felt he had full control of himself. He visibly relaxed, The remaining arrows going without a hitch.

Throwing his head back, His right eye locating Tikal. "That's better, Thank you.." The last arrow being loosened from him, Not waiting for any of the pain relieving or magic runes he rose from the ground, Suprisingly quickly and agile for someone of his size. Taking one quick step forward, Like to test himself, and with a smile turning towards Tikal "...Now I hope you aren't afraid of blood or anything like that, Becuse if you are to study me, Vanarak the White Bull. Then you are going to get, a lot, of that."

A wide smile crossed Vanarak. He felt fired up, more so than usual. The arrows was out, The general low damage they caused in the first place being healed made Vanarak feel like he was completely on top again. With a a loud laugh he suddenly started running towards the stone wall leading to the cavern. He dived straight towards the wall, Gaining a suprising amount of air. The entire motion was quite terrifying as Vanarak swung his axe in a wide arc along with it, Plunging it deeply into the stone. A loud crash echoed from it. For a moment there was only dust until Vanarak yelled happily. "Keep up now Tikal, We are going to have some fun!" Releasing his left hand, and grabbing a nearby stone potruding from the wall, Vanarak used his right hand, Holding his, axe to swing upwards again, And then swinging himself up the wall. Repeating the motion, Loud crunching sounds being heard each time he swung his axe.

A small witty thought crossed Vanarak. He was going to make this really enjoyable

"FIRST ONE TO REACH THE TROLL KING GETS THE BOUNTY"

Vanarak's voice was cacophonous. Echoing up through the cavern and out across the forest, Even the goblins in the village would be able to hear it. It was a formal challenge, To everyone.

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Drake shrugged with indifference at the noblegirl's question and gave a monotonous "Sure." He hadn't exactly looked hard at the Dark Elf's face. There was something about dark magic that gave him the creeps. He fought the urge to shiver, unsure if it was induced by the freezing cold or the thought of those dark, sunken eyes. Normally had he teamed up with just the Dark Elf there would be more conversation and displays of faked bravado as a means to keep her, and himself really, entertained or distracted. At least in a group of two others who looked ten times more trustworthy he could relax just slightly.

As they continued on Nyx, the map-holder and resident Dark Elf previously mentioned, walked in the lead and mentioned plans for a strategy. Drake wasn't exactly used to working with companions. It'd been two years since he could really say he had any companions. Then again, perhaps companion was a strong word. These were more like teammates. Yeah, temporary teammates. As soon as the troll was slain and reward collected they would all likely go their separate ways. Drake sighed silently, drifting his thoughts back over to the task at hand.

There was no doubt everyone present was an exceptional fighter. Two were nobility, and as much as he disliked the snobby aristocratic bastards in power, these two seemed alright. Nyx, with no surprise, was good with stealth and magic. Stealth. Stealth. Drake's eyes brightened up. "Nyx, you could go in and disrupt the enemy. Cause absolute chaos at their camp. I don't know if you can go invisible or anything, but if you can stealth in there and start wreaking havoc, it's bound to get the goblins' attention and draw out the troll." He realized how excited his tone was becoming and brought it down a little with a cough and nonchalant throat clearing.

He looked at the Avian. "Uhh... Sir Alexander," he said with no effort to hide the irony in his voice. "While they're distracted, you could fly up and in, make yourself a moving target in the sky, maybe do some hit and run."

Then he looked at Lailah. "And while those two distract the others, Miss No-" He caught himself. "Miss Telias and I can charge in from the front. Once the troll is drawn out and casualties have been inflicted upon the goblins we can collapse in on the troll." He grinned widely, his partially yellowing teeth showing. "Eh? How is that?" He stiffened at the sudden baritone shout that rang out across the forest and surrounding area. "Perhaps we ought to hurry as well."

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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"Teehee!" A giggle escaped Lailah's lips. She held a fist to the chin of her beaming face, in response to Alexander's answer. He had a far more tender disposition than she expected, like a giant teddy bear. In a suit of steel. With gallant eagle wings.

Nyx! It was good to know the dark elf's actual name, Lailah thought. But the fencer soon huffed and puffed at her comment, "I'll have you know, I was the fifth best sneak in my class!" a remark she delivered, while her suit of chain rustled with every step.

"Eh...," Lailah paused, glanced to the sky, and stroke her chin. "...O-out of....six, that is...," she whispered with substantial embarrassment.

Lailah was thankful when 'Nobody' came and expanded upon Nyx's plans. She looked between 'Nobody' and Nyx, then Alexander, as he provided each of them roles which played to their strengths. There was confidence in his voice. Bold. Clear. Assertive. She couldn't help but wonder...

When 'Nobody' gave her his orders, Lailah placed one hand on her hip, then made a fist with the other, and winked. "You've got it, Captain!" she replied, with glee to match his own enthusiasm. Her eyes widened slightly, however, at the sight of his teeth. One could argue that they matched the rest of his rugged looks, but...

There was a fine line between 'ruggedly handsome' and 'worryingly unhygienic'. A very fine line.

Still, it was not the time to discuss such matters. She could assist him with some toothpaste later. A deep roar in the distance alerted them of a not too distant trouble. Her mind back in the game, Lailah drew her thin silver blade, and pointed it to the sky.

"Comrades, for Gialpha, we FIGHT!"

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Alexander was pleasantly surprised by the human commoner's sound tactical mind compared to the dark elf, Nyx. Sneaking into the troll's cave would have likely ended with them being cornered by the goblin forces with no escape route. He much preferred the frontal approach as opposed to skulking around in the shadows.

The sky knight nodded in agreement as 'Nobody' outlined what he wanted Alexander to do. He was well aware of the man's tone as he said his name, but decided to let it slide for the time being. There were more important matters to attend to. His head briefly turned towards the sound of a distant roar. Yes... an enemy to fight, a sound plan, and brave comrades to fight alongside. Something that still made his blood sing even after all this time.

As Lailah raised her sword, so did he, hefting his greatsword aloft with one hand while his wings spread out to make his appearance all the more imposing.

"Onwards, to victory!" he called out. "This day shall be ours!"

He was more than ready for battle. All he needed was the signal to attack.

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Nyx listened to the man he had a keen mind she liked that. And the girl she may never shut up but she had spirit. She almost smirked until she looked at the winged tin can... well he seemed to go along with the plan at least.

"Sounds like a good...." Nyx started before turning at a shout. "Well seems like charging in screaming is still all the rage." Nyx stated upon hearing the shout. "At least the fool will draw the goblins give us a chance to flank them I hope."

Nyx then drew her dagger "Well let's do this. Stay smart, stay alive.." she said then with a smirk added "See you in the village" before turning invisible and sneaking off toward the goblin liar.

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Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Son of a bitch, she can turn invisible.

Drake shrugged it off. At least she was on their side, but unfortunately they lost the initial element of surprise. "The little greenskins know someone is coming at least, and on the bright side we won't be alone in our charge either." The last bit being more of a reassurance to himself more than anyone else.

As they approached the cavern the sounds of battle became quite apparent. Ferocious roars, grunts of efforts, and screams of pain all mixed together to form a cacophonous menagerie. A few stray arrows landed on the cavern floor near the entrance just as the group arrived. "Well..." Drake looked from the arrows up to where the sounds were undoubtedly coming from. He looked to Alexander. "I suppose this is where we go in. See you in the skies, Avian." He turned to Lailah. "Let's go, Miss." The ex-sea dog unsheathed his sword and drew the dagger from his belt before marching in with steeled eyes and jaw set.

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Lailah's smile disappeared, replaced by a straight, serious expression. Her eyes gleamed like cold steel, as she looked straight forward. "Yes, sir!" she replied boldly. Knees bent, sword arm readied. Lailah ventured forward by Nobody's side, her vibrant azure cape contrasting against his more muted colors. It seemed like the fighting had become quite wild ahead.

The sound of booming magic and cracking ice drove Lailah to instinctively slide against the cave walls. The fencer slightly peaked from behind a wall of rock, inspecting the melee that had broken out between a goblin pack, an elf, and an adorably tiny fairy.

Wait!

Lailah's eyes took notice.

That elf! The young girl did a double take, then turned to Sir Nobody and whispered in disbelief, "Captain! Am I delusional, or is that prince Yevoc of Polara himself?!"

Lailah gripped her sword tight. She had to restraint herself from charging forward and joining the fray, remembering the plan Drake had laid out for them. They needed to wait for Sir Alexander and Lady Nyx to draw out the troll.

Of course, that plan did not count on having the crown prince of Polara and his fairy concubine around.

"What should we do next, Captain?" The fencer asked her leader, glancing left and right. Her hand was as restless as her eyes, not letting go of her sword's hilt.

A thundering rumble alerted her of another presence, not far from the crown prince and his companion. Massive. Well-groomed. And with the largest axe she had ever seen. And by the fairy's words, it seemed that the three were allies.

"Look at the size of that thing....!" Lailah marveled, jaw hanging low. She had heard that Therians could become truly gigantic, but actually seeing one in person...!

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Nyx looked on at the battle before her. A snow elf a giant bull man and two fairies soon joined by her own group. She then noticed the goblin mage preparing to cast a spell at the already engaged snow elf...He would have never seen the spell coming...But the goblin never got the spell off as a dagger appeared in its neck followed by the dark elf holding it.
The goblins around turned to face Nyx but too late as shadowy beams shot from her fingers turning them to ash. Another jumped at Nyx with it's spear only to hit air as Nyx teleported behind him sinking her dagger into his skull.
Nyx began to laugh darkly as another goblin felt the sting of her shadow bolt. She was clearly enjoying this.

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Vanarak was chuckling, heavily as he hefted himself over the cliff entering the cavern. A quicke glance was certainly not what was needed to take in the entire situation. Several people had joined the fight, One of them spewing forth black magic like a chimney while laughing madly, He liked her. The tunnel itself was small and pretty cramped, Especially with the goblins flowing like an river through it. They had a strange dedication, Almost crushing themself trying to reach their enemies. That troll was definitely one of it's kind.

But Vanarak hadn't stopped smiling for a second. Not even at the sudden, "Vanny" He shook the name quickly. Vanarak could feel that familiar heat bubbling inside him, Hopefully he would be able to keep himself from losing grip completely. So before that, he needed to share some expertise around bloodthirsty beasts. He started that same, slow jog as he used to run up the snowcovered hill, Slowly gaining speed. Gripping his axe with both hands he yelled out before reaching the goblins Elf! That troll is smart, He won't attack unless he knows he is going to win! We will need to reach him... A dangerous glint appeared in Vanarak's eyes as the stench of blood reached him "...So you people better dodge"

He had just reached the goblins when that was uttered, Now at a high speed he changed the grip on his axe, Placing his right hand way too far up the handle and his left way too low on the handle. It would be very impractical to swing this way, But that was not his intention. Lowering his axe into the same height as an average goblin Vanarak engaged a wild charge straight into them, Using his axe like a plow. None of the goblins possesed even a fragment of the strength that would be needed to stop him. He was heading straight through the cavern, Determined to reach the end. With the goblins piling up against his handle wildy swinging towards him and the ones who fell of crushed by his hooves Vanarak only started losing himself more, A faint last thought hitting him. "Hopefully the others actually dodged"

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Nuwa Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Alexander followed his group towards the caves, noting with some concern that the cavern's ceiling would limit his ability to fly. He would still be able to fight just as well on the ground, it would simply be more difficult moving quickly among the battleground. But it seemed that they were not the only fighters. The sounds echoing from the cave indicated that the battle was already well underway, the goblins locked in combat with a fairy, a white bull Theiran, and a snow elf.

And not just any snow elf, at that. Unless he was very much mistaken, that elf was none other than the Prince of Polara. All the more reason to lend them his aid!

"CHAAAAAARGE!" he roared, dashing forward with wings spread and sword drawn. The sky knight pressed a button on the hilt with his thumb, and the edge of the blade began to glow with the pale blue light of magic. While Nyx created a distraction, Alexander slammed into the goblin horde like a tsunami, each swing of his magic-enhanced greatsword bisecting several goblins at once. With his powered armour, his movements were more fluid than those of someone wearing normal full plate.

Noticing the Theiran preparing to charge, Alexander kept his distance. It appeared that the white bull was a berserker. Taking advantage of the opportunity presented to him, he carved his own bloody path in the barbarian's wake, allowing his more fragile comrades to press on.

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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#, as written by Jaek
Drake's brows furrowed in annoyance at the noblegirl's continued use of the term "Captain" towards him. He quickly stuffed it down when she pointed out the apparent crowned prince of the region they were in. Three nobles in one afternoon now? Geez...

He was just about to answer the second question when the sound of pounding hooves on stone and a subsequent roar met their ears. In an instant, a large white bull Therian barreled past and charged directly into the many goblins near the adjacent lip of the cavern. All he could do was allow his jaw to drop to the cavern floor below as the beast passed by and began cleaving greenskins in two with ease. He shook himself out of his daze and was about to agree when the avian, Alexander, yelled "Charge!" and ran right in, apparently deeply inspired by the Therian.

The ex-pirate took a deep breath, looking nervously from the entrance from which they came to the combat that lie ahead of them. It had been forever since he'd been involved in an all out melee. Well... more like two years, but any time spent in an alcoholic daze can feel like eternity. Drake briskly undid his winter jacket and shrugged it off onto the ground. Although the insulated warmth was comfortable, comfort didn't always equate maneuverability, something often necessary for survival in a fight. Besides, he was too anxious to feel the quickly encroaching cold or the instant goosebumps that rose along his arms and neck.

Drake took up his arms and sighed. "Fuck," he breathed. He cast a side glance to Lailah and said "Let's go, Princess." Gripping his weapons ever so tightly, the Corsair began a light jog towards the fray before breaking out into a full sprint. Within seconds he was at the forefront of the fighting and took up the right flank of the bull Therian, slashing and stabbing his way into the green masses.

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Yevoc turned as he heard the young lady you recognized him. He was a little bit surprised and she seemed to be a tiny bit confused. While he was indeed a prince of Polara, he was the last in line after nine other siblings and he was only the prince of the Snow Elves, while the Nordics and the other races native to Polara had their own Royal families and governments. However, now was not the time to dwell on such topics as he was fighting for his life. He turned to see a dark elf stab a goblin mage who was about to cast a spell on him. He nodded and gave a smile in appreciation. He quickly turned back to hacking, slashing and freezing the goblins as he tried to work his way out through the back of the cave. “Elf! That troll is smart. He won't attack unless he knows he is going to win! We will need to reach him...” Vanarak called out to him. Yevoc knew the troll would be controlling the goblins from the center of the village. “...So you people better dodge." He turned to look behind him only to see Vanarak lowering his ax to goblin height and start running in his direction. He didn’t have much room to maneuver on either side of the cave. He could only think of one option to get out of the way. He tossed his swords into the ceiling of the cave then jumped high into the air grabbed onto them and held himself against the roof of the cave while Vanarak rampaged through the cave. He dropped down after he passed by and pulled the swords out as he did. He quickly followed behind Vanarak until he reached the end of the cave.

The village was small with only a few crude huts and fire pits. It looked like the majority of the goblins had already been sent into the cave and the ice troll was in a throne at the center of the village. He ran into the village slashing the and freezing as many of the remaining goblins as he could, knowing the others would be coming out of the cave soon. He figured if he could get rid of them, by the time the others got out they could all go after the troll at the same time. As he got a good look at the troll he noticed something odd. His eyes were glowing a deep shade of purple. This gave some merit to Ash’s theory about someone else controlling it.
“Oh shit, Ash.” He gasped realizing that he hadn’t seen him since Vanarak came trampling through the cave. He turned to the cave just in time to see the glowing blue ball of light come out and grow to human size. “Oh yeah, that’s definitely an enchantment controlling him. Strongest enchantment I’ve ever felt.” He said as he was hit by the vibes from whatever was controlling the troll.
“Can you break the enchantment?” Yevoc asked as he sliced the head off a goblin that came running at him with a crude stone sword drawn.
“If the enchanted item were here, I might have a chance, but all I can do now is trace the enchantment to the item. But hell, judging by the vibes, Sketchy back there would probably have to help me.”

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Yevoc Cryoblood Character Portrait: Ash Jinxwisp Character Portrait: Tikal Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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By the time Tikal had followed Vanarak back into the cave, it was filled with bloodshed and war cries. The fae whimpered and hovered close to the Bull's shoulder at the sight of it all. "Aww man.. This looks really.. really dangerous.." She whined, her eyes looking left and right.

There was that girl with the azure cape tailing some pirate looking guy who jumped into the fray and began swinging away.
Then there was an avian with dazzling armor and great wings knocking goblins left and right.
Tikal squeaked and ducked behind one of Vanarak's horns when a bolt of darkness whizzed over her head and turned an incoming goblin to ash. Looking back at the smoking pile of dust made her land on his head and hug up against the smooth enamel of his horn. "M-maybe we should go back! They've got this now! Look at all these helpful souls!" She laughed nervously while constantly looking over her shoulder to grimace at a goblin being slain before it could charge them. Then suddenly, everything lurched forward and they were bulldozing through the crowd, knocking Goblins to and fro. Tikal closed her eyes tightly and held on for dear life while trying not to be snatched off by the wind that Vanarak was whipping up.

When they came to a stop inside of the goblin village, the sounds of frustrated and broken goblins were not too far behind them. Tikal opened her eyes to look back and see that the others were coming through their makeshift path, still fighting some to really clear it out. Then, she turned to look forward and nearly tripped to feel the twisted aura that suddenly invaded her magical senses. "Woah." she breathed while the gem on her necklace began to glow and her wings started humming. She sounded like a really big bumble bee. "That's a lot of magic.. Oh.." Her eyes glazed and she flew forward some, tipping her head to eye the Troll King "Its trying to fight it but whatever's controlling it is really strong.." She said softly, her gem letting her feel just a bit of the beast's pain. She moved a bit closer, "We have to hurry! If it loses that internal battle.." she turned and came back to the group "That will be one angry and rage filled troll. And I've seen a troll taken over by rage.." She shuddered at the memory.

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Character Portrait: Vanarak the White Bull Character Portrait: Lailah Van Telias Character Portrait: Drake de Lascaux Character Portrait: Nyx Sadow Character Portrait: Alexander Typhen

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Lailah watched in awe as the White Bull and Alexander cut a bloody swathe through the goblins, taking out dozens in mere seconds! Her blue eyes wavered at the sight. "S-so gallant! So heroic! So... SPECTACULAR!"

The fencer took a moment to turn to her temporary leader. With a closed-eyed smile, a pumped fist, and voice full of glee, Lailah giggled, then replied, "I'm on it, Captain Drake!"

The noble girl seemed oblivious of her slip as she charged into battle with a smirk. A flick of the wrist, a step forward. A twinkle flashed upon Lailah's stainless silver sword.

With nigh inhuman agility, the fencer rapidly, repeatedly, and mercilessly stabbed the goblins in her way, managing up to fifty thrusts per second. Unlike the others, Lailah's linear, short-ranged thrusts meant that she had to focus on one enemy at a time. to this end, she concentrated on watching the others' back, darting around the battlefield and pulverizing any goblins attempting to get the drop on them into bloody green cheese.