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Lord Andolen Thatcher

A man stands before you, regal and dire. His countenance is that of an emperor, and it leaves little doubt that he is nobility.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Fishbucket, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Lord Andolen Thatcher, the leader of an army of mages and magic users organized and gathered together against the abuse and injustice inflicted upon their kind by the many different governments of the multiverse.

Andolen wields an ancient magic based on the primal forces of existence. By inscribing glyphs and channeling power into the inscriptions, he can imbue any object with primal energies and spells capable of warping the fabric of reality itself.

Lord Andolen Thatcher's armament has grown since the beginning of his campaign to topple the governments that cage and punish the mages within their borders. Three swords, enchanted to act upon his will when drawn so that his hands are freed to wield his magic. His armor is inscribed with arcane constructs that protect him from dangers physical, magical, mental and much else. His left gauntlet is inscribed with spells for the breaking and controlling of minds.

His powers are not limited there. Andolen is a genius, creating magic and spells at a whim to suit any situation he may find himself in, and he excels in maneuvering around his opponents and enemies, circumventing their capabilities and striking at their weaknesses.

Ambition, Will, and Power

Andolen Thatcher was born to a lower class elvish family that lived on the planet of Misrana, having come from a darker place where they were not welcome and not asked for. For the first decade of his life, he was happy. His family was not rich, but they did not suffer for food. They lived among friends, and they helped and were helped. It was a comfortable life, a happy one, they were content. At a young age he showed prowess with magic and all things arcane. And when this was discovered, he became the pride of his parents their friends.

Such was their woe, that a handful of people who lived as their neighbors were fearful of magic and it's implications. Out of that fear was born hate, and from that hatred was an unforgivable sin wrought. In the dead of night, Andolen's family and friends were murdered, to the very last. He alone survived, a child, left for dead beneath the corpse of the mother who had died to protect him. It would be no less than a day before he was able to force himself to crawl out from under her body and leave the bloodsoaked home where his happiness, and innocence, would be lost.

Being only a child, and knowing nothing of the ways of the world, Andolen went to those who's purpose it was to protect the innocent, only to find himself shunned for no other reason than because he was an elf. Even worse was that he was an orphan, and from a family with no money. He quickly realized that those virtues, justice and honor, meant nothing to those who had power. He was wroth with anger at their derliction, that they would take up false emblems and proclaim themselves keepers of peace and justice, yet turn a blind eye to the suffering of a child, no matter where that child may come from.

So Andolen was left to fend for himself in a place where no one wanted him or would help him. He was alone, and would have perished if not for his great mind and his greater power. For with his gift of magic, and his clever guile, he was able to steal what he needed to survive, escape from those who would chase him for it, and fight off those who would seek to take it from him.

In time, Andolen secured a name for himself in criminal circles, and he rose to prominence in the underworld, which suited him, having been shunned by the light. But though he had survived, he never forgot the injustice of his childhood, stolen in a moment by those filled with hatred. In time, he became a beacon for all who were abandoned and shunned. He accrued a following of lost and broken souls, and he gave them purpose, and fixed them. He became to them a true leader, a true protector, and they named him their lord and master.

Now, Lord Andolen Thatcher, he who was nothing, seeks to claim, by force if necessary, the rule of whole worlds.

"I do not care what anyone else may say or believe, injustice is NOT a natural part of the world. If you cannot protect those you rule over, then you have no right to rule over them."

So begins...

Lord Andolen Thatcher's Story

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The womans other hand reached down to cover her midsection. As the blade struck the gauntlet, kinetic energy was transfered and redirected into an outward force, driving her opponent away from her.

She struck the ground with a crash, and grimaced, lifting her hand to inspect the cut metal of the gauntlet. "Blasted samurai swords." She grunted, glaring at him. Her expression quickly changed from hate, to surprise, and then a smug grin.

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Being pushed back from the kinetic force, the man quickly regains balance easily noting the womans rapid change of emotions. She showed weakness just for a second. That proves she was not expecting him to have such strength. Taking stance once again he looks at the people trying their efforts to do something...He needed help to stop this threat...

Now he wished a certain peacekeeper was around to assist but for the time being he had to rely on one thing. His wits and skill.

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From behind the man, a shimmering field was the only indication of an assassins hidden position. The Assassin leaped up and swung a Kama at the samurai's neck.

The acolytes efforts started to bear fruit. Ripples in space began to form as the portals began to form and solidify.

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The man was fast, but an unexpected sneak attack made him grunt. Not able to dodge the attack in time the man positioned his arm and sword behind his neck which blocked the weapon but injured his arm in the process. A bit on an injury but an injury nonetheless.

Of course the enemy would not be fighting fair...but with a swift strike after defending againt the assassin. The man wwould slash at the assassin with his blade.

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The Assassin leaped away to avoid his opponent, the blade carving into empty cloth. The assassins clothing sheared away, and revealed yet another woman, now only wearing a tight fitting leather armor, the shoulders and back cut away for flexibility.

As she leaped away, the other woman charged forward, surrounded by a barrier of kinetic energy, that would explode upon impact with either the ground or her target, the samurai.

An image in the portals could be seen now, as they continued to stabilize.

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"So this is an invasion...This is not good..." The man spoke before taking a deep breath as the other woman charged at him. Deep breath in...and out...

A small blue trail began to lightly swirl around his sword as he prepared himself. "Keep the blade steady...Then raise..." He spoke into his own mind as he raised his own blade. "Then slash!" The man shouted as the blue trail entered his sword and she slashed in a vertical arc at the woman. A brilliant slash of energy echoed from the sword at the charging woman. The slash ripped through the ground under it as it made its way to the mage woman.

He needed some assistance now...He could not fight a whole army by himself..."If only Spaniard were here..." He chuckled.

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As the energy struck the charging woman, the kinetic barrier she formed around herself blocked the attack, but the ricochet sent her flying into the air. Meanwhile the assassin jumped, throwing both her scythe like kama's into the air, pulling them down over his head with the chains attached to the end of the handles for a longer ranged strike at him.

The portals finished solidifying, and beyond them the army that would conquer this world could be seen. They stirred and prepared, no doubt because the portal was now visible to them as well. A few more minutes was all it would take to for the way to be stabilized.

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As the portal revealed the massive army behind it, the man would give a sigh. "Just like old times...this time I am fighting on the side of justice and peace...To bad my old friends are not here with me at this moment, they would love to fight odds like these...granted I don't need to call them in order for them to arrive...Its like danger is in their DNA..." He would give a slight chuckle as the two Kama's aimed straight for his head.

"Rule one as an assassin, never mess up the first strike..." The man spoke as with lightning like speeds spun around and struck the first Kama with an overhead slash causing the blade to then clash into the other knocking them off course. He would then grab the chains using his free hand and momentum to then yank the chain to him, intending to draw the assassin closer.

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The assassin leapt up into the air at the same moment she was yanked forward, and she threw her feet towards him, a corkscrew kick to knock his weapon away before striking at his head.

Then, the first woman came like a meteor upon the ground, and would impact with enough force to send a shockwave through their battlefield, tossing both her fellow combatant and her enemy to the ground.

Regardless however, the portals sealed and were ready. A legion of soldiers marched through the gateways, very quickly providing insurmountable odds for the samurai to face. A few near at hand noticed the conflict and immediatly dropped their packs and rushed forth to provide assistance for their allies.

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As the kick struck the mans sword, the blade would fly a few feet away and in response he raised both arms to defend against the strike that would have struck his head. Of course the other woman came flying into the ground and caused a massive shockwave knocking him and a bunch of her allies to the ground.

Not content to stay on the ground for any prolonged length of time, the Samurai quickly leapt off the floor and made a run for his sword. A warrior without his weapon was a sitting duck.

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It was at that moment the samurai's blade was stamped upon by the armored leader of these forces arrayed against him. Lord Andolen Thatcher stood, his arms crossed over his armored chest as he glared at offender before him.

Andolen was dressed for war, his usual attire forgone in exchange for battle armor. Ornately carved and forged silversteel plate armored his body, each piece fitted to him and designed for simplicity and grace. No helm graced his crown, and so clearly could it be seen, the spark of disgust in his eyes as he glared down his nose at the samurai before him.

He was winged on either side by heavily armored troops in full plate, each carrying a long tapering tower shield, and a spear. more of these same stood behind him, protecting his flanks and rear with their own bodies, as much as their shields. Their helms were carved as faceless effigies, like towers they stood still as stone.

The Samurai would be quickly surrounded by soldiers, the assassin and the commander of the acolytes taking position near at hand, ready to strike him down, yet holding back, no doubt awaiting the order of their master.

That order would be swift in coming, but it was directed to the samurai. "You've lost your sword, and even with it you have no means of either escape or victory. Will you Yield, or do you deign to continue fighting?

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The man gave a ssigh as he was surrounded, weaponless, outnumbered. The odds were stacked heavily against him. However when the peace was threatened he would never surrender. "I will not yield my arms. I will continue to fight even on my last breath. If peace is threatened I will fight against it like he has...like they have...Of course...one of them was just dragged along for the ride..." The man would chuckle. However a curious sight caught his attention. In the skies.

It was...a motorcycle? Was his imminent death hallucinating such a random spectacle?...No wait...It was coming closer to where he was standing! With a step backward the bike would crash into the ground followed by a small explosion. From the wreckage, a man with a shaved head and black sunglasses soon dusted himself off. He wore a leather vest and cowboy boots. On his self were two weapons, a shotgun and massive revolver. and showed the peace sign to all around him before facing the samurai.

"Peace be with you my friend! Its been awhile Samurai Joe! I see you are fighting for peace now." The man gave firm nod. "Well...I am trying to at least Spaniard...and I go by Toh now, to step away from my past and into the bright new future." Toh spoke with a nod.

The man, Spaniard soon turned to face Andolen. "Hello sir, please I ask for the sake of peace that you withdraw from this peaceful planet. This planet has done nothing in the wrong to deserve an act of invasion." The man spoke calmly.

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Andolen stood and stared for several minutes before he finally spoke. "I have far too many questions for this. Seize them."

At his command the soldiers, the assassin, and the lady rushed forward to subdue both the newcomer and the samurai.

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"Looks like its time to pacify the enemy then! Peace grant me strength!" Spaniard called out as he raised his fist into the air which glowed a brilliant white before slamming it into the ground. The ground was virtually unsaved however the force of the punch unleashed a massive wave of force around them sending soldiers flying a few yards away if they slammed into the wall of energy.

Toh eyed his sword waiting for an opportunity to retrieve his weapon.

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As the wave of energy rushed outward towards him, Andolen raised his hand towards it. The onrushing energy seperated then into ribbons of power that flowed and shifted in color and form before binding into a sphere of brightly glowing force within his palm.

"Interesting..." he said, before raising the sphere, which then shaped into a long and intricatly formed spear, which he then cast towards the two combatants.

At the same time, the lady jumped up and swung a massive fist at the spaniard.

The assassin was left to handle the samurai, throwing a large serrated shurikan at him.

The soldiers got to their feet in time, and reassembled into a large circle, fifty meters in diameter, baring shields to form a wall, with spears interplaced to deter the combatants.

Meanwhile the remaining soldiers began organizing into ranks and otherwise preparing for the invasion, a group of the acolytes were now helping cart large crates and wheeled carts of supplies and materials through the portals.

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Spaniard raised a palm outward and the spear aimed for him shattered as it made contact with his palm. For Toh he ducked the spear before turning on their respective foes.

For Spaniard as the woman charged at him with a massive fist, he would punch her fist with his own normal hand which glowed a brilliant white. Toh on the other hand still unarmed had to dodge the shuriken. If he could not fight with sword, he had to rely on his fists.

Of course they noted the massive force gathering still for an invasion. "Spaniard, do you know where Russian is?" He spoke as his eyes focused on the assasin. Spaniard fist soon slammed with the womans. "If he could come most of his strengths would be denyed by the planet itself. If we had Fighter, Crazy Joe, or commando they would also help out greatly. I do not want to use violence if possible but if they begin their march we have to go all out."

"Agreed my freind. Let us hope more join our defense."

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Andolen raised both hands up, and then brought them to the ground. In that moment a shockwave of light flowed over the area.

The soldiers were frozen, the lady was in mid strike, the assassin floated motionless in the air, and all things were still and unmoving.

Andolen walked towards the two men, passing through his own soldiers as he did so, and said to them. "I give you this choice. Leave, or join me. You have not the means or resources to stop me, and yet you interest me with your peculiarities."

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Spaniard simply shook his head. "It is my sworn duty to the universe to protect the peace of every planet. No matter what, as long as there is peace in the world I will never stop opposing war. This has been my duty since the beginning of my existance and I will continue to fight to protect peace. I am a humble, and just man. I will not resort to violence if I can help it. So I can say the same...please leave this planet peacefully or I will be forced to use force. Toh my freind. This battle I must fight alone now. To the nearest village in case his men continue their sensless conquest." With a movment of his hand Toh was bathed in light until his form vanished.

"As for your question sir, I choose neither..." Spaniard spoke as he made the pace sign. "I only choose peace, and if you resfuse to stop this conquest then prepare to face Spaniard! Peace be upon all living things that love peace as much as I!"

The setting changes from Empyrean Sea Beach to Wing City

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A lecture hall in the magisterial district of wing city opened it's doors. It was a momentous occasion, for the first time ever in the city, a mage of high skill and reputation was openly teaching any and all who would come the fundamentals and secrets of magic.

Lord Andolen Thatcher stood awaiting at the center of the hall, as it filled with curious and brave souls waiting to delve into the secrets of the universe and, should they have the talent, become empowered with unimaginable abilities and power!

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As the hall began to fill up, a young man strolled in. With most of the wizard types leaning toward the traditional robes, pointy hats and ambiguous scrolls and artefacts, or possibly some modern variation of such, he looked a little out-of-place in jeans and a grey hoodie. Despite this, he seemed pretty sure of himself.

He seemed to carry himself with some confidence and had a much more casual demeanour than most of his fellow audience members, especially considering how rare an occasion this was. Leaning casually against a pillar at the corner of the room, he took out a holographic tablet so he could take notes during the talk.