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Post by Major Chrispy on May 10, 2011 16:58:38 GMT
"I was just wondering is it powerful enough to slay the Hellhound, the mother of the Fleshhounds, the smartest, and most terrifying of Khornes Hounds, captured by Tzeentch and sealed within an cursed axe....."Dariun starts to go on, snapping to attention he draws his large wicked axe, its twin chainblades reving to a deafening roar. Fillinging it into the air he uses a nearby rock to jump after it spiralling tno the air. A wailing scream fills the air as a harpy swoops down on the group, but its cries are quickly silenced when the black axe carves its throat open, alien iccor spraying all over the black armour of Dariun glistening with green alien blood. With a quick arc, he cut the beast head off and proceded to repeatedly hack at the corpse, still twitching, but headless.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 11, 2011 5:07:50 GMT
"Brother Hunter Regdin, he was in line for the same promotion that our Ayowin is up for. He turned on us, killed my son, and took the Reaver of Light. He is here, I can feel it in my bones." Sal says watching as Dariun hacks at the dead Harpy. "It can take the life of a god. That is why we must get it back."
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 11, 2011 5:14:42 GMT
Dariun snaps around growling, one of his eyes hazel and slitted, like that of a cat. Slowly but surely the hazel in the eye recedes as a sky blue colour returns, his pupil returns to its circular shape. "Wha-what? I'm sorry I-I seem to be out of it right now...." Dariun mutters.
"The life of a god huh? well Gal'Than you better double your efforts...or you are dead..." Dariun mutters. Looking up at Salazar he notices he had been speaking, Dariun plays a playback of the conversation, recorded in his armours vid logs.
"Oh...I'm sorry sir...I..." Dariun turns away, ashamed to dig up old memories....
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Post by Esiphas on May 11, 2011 6:26:37 GMT
Jack looks at salzar, then back at Dariun. He raises one of his wristmount Psilencers. 'What are you hiding Newbie?'
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 11, 2011 14:26:49 GMT
"I-I don't know what you meen. I'm about to put my life in your hands....why would I hide anything?" Dariun says nervously.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 11, 2011 23:07:41 GMT
"Dariun I know of the daemon in your head." Salazar said looking at the boy. "Jack lower your weapon he is no treat at the moment. But lying to us is not a good idea young one. I will not hesitate to cleanse your soul from this place."
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 12, 2011 5:39:50 GMT
Dariun lowers his head, ashamed and confused. "I haven't been the same since Aegis Prime..." Dariun mutters, "I am what my order, The Ordos Daemonicus, would call a soul binder, one whom can allow a daemon to possess him, and destroy it. My blood is yearly injected by that of the dark primarch...Mangus the Red, as such my specialization is in taming the daemons of Tzeentch, but on Aegis Prime, the greater daemon there was sacrificed to bring forth a Daemon Weapon of terrifing power...The Axe of Galroc, the weapon that Tzeentch sealed Gal'Than in. The hounds power was too much for me at the time, and I went on a rampage, people were told I was a hero, slaying a mighty warlord...what BS...I killed thousands, my body but a cage, a puppet for the dog...but then a hooded figure aproached me, and sealed the daemon back in the weapon...I was relieved and horrified as only one being outside of the Eye of Terror could possibly do that...Arhiman. What he told me was I was to slay the beast in 8 years...or be devoured forever, It have almost been said eight years, this spear is my life line, and i will not let it go..."
He pushes past Jack and walks towards the cliff edge. Gazing over all of the hoards of creatures scambling towards them now, aleted by the harpies dying wails, he closes his eyes. Turning to look at his companions he opens his eyes previously blue, now a deep magenta, like that of a violet in its summer bloom, gazing as if into each ones soul.
"Sir, you may not aprove of my orders meens but I tell you, the warp is not to be triffled with." Flicking his hand back towards the hoard, massive storm clouds began to gathere above them. Arcs of sorcerous lightning striking the ground, incinerating groups of the Xenos at a time, leave nothing but a crater were the once stood. A bolt struck the tyrant, causingit to buckle on one knee, rearing up against the psycic bolt it released a scream that caused the very ground beneath it to explode as the sound wave ripped through the air. THe massive psionic overload causes Dariun to collapse to the ground, twitching as the clouds of dark powers die will the scream. Blood was running as Dariun started to siezure, his irusis flashing diffrent colours before he lay still. Slowly standing Dariun cracked his neck, rolling his shoulders he opened his eyes, the Hazel cat eyes staring out and razor sharp fangs bared.
"Hello, mortals. I don't believe we have been properly introduced...." Dariun growls in a deep voice, "I am Gal'Than, the Hellhound and you are all going to die on this planet..." A wicked smile creeps up the daemons face, "But don't worry it won't be me, and as a courteous manner you can even have back the sorcerous coward..." He lets out a howling laugh.
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Post by Esiphas on May 12, 2011 8:00:09 GMT
Jack never once lowers his weapon. 'Sir, i don't like this. A daemon, within our own team? If the knights find out, or Dariun slips...'
(Can i bring in a second character? I've been itching to use a techmarine)
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on May 12, 2011 11:13:45 GMT
(Yes go ahead.)
Salazar cursed, the daemon would run a muck on this planet and if the spear fell in the wrong hands Holy Terra would be at stake. "Jack, Ayowin, your training has prepared you. Now draw weapons and prepare for a purification."
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Post by mina on May 12, 2011 14:51:41 GMT
Ayowin is ahead of this order. She has redrawn her shield and sword and lunged at Daruin blocking his swipe at her and knocking him off the cliff face. Her wings are spread as she smashes his face with her gauntleted hand hard sending him flying downwards as she swings her blade at him and finds it blocked by his arm which it bites into causing a searing pain to run up his flesh, "Out of him daemon, or I'll release you the old fashioned way." Daruin is still falling as the two trade blows. As they near the ground she reaches out catching him by the arm and using all her strength flings him upwards flying up and waiting for him to coem down on her fist as she catches him once more and continues until they are once again above the group and she holds him suspended in the air her blade drawn as she fends off his attacks, "I do not desire to kill you Daruin. Control this daemon or I wil finish you."
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Post by Esiphas on May 12, 2011 15:03:49 GMT
(heres my techie)
Name: Techmarine Wolfva
Gender: Female
Equipment: Servo harness, Chain-talons (think powerfist but with chainsaw fingers), Helfire rounds, Bolt Pistol
Bio: =][= file terminated
IC- Jack opened fire with both his psilencers, sending bolts of psychic energy ripping through Dariun. 'Surrender, and exit your host.' he said.
Wolfva boarded her drop pod, which disembarked immediately. 'Commander, this os Wolfva. I'm Enroute, ETA 2 minutes.'
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Post by Major Chrispy on May 12, 2011 18:25:14 GMT
In a dark rift, a torrent of energy bursts as two large daemonic wings, like that of a dragon, rip out of Dariuns back. Utilizing this new limb Gal'Than catches Ayowin off gaurd and grabs her by the throat. Hurling her at the ground, she hits it with a thunderous boom! Looking down at Jack he is greeted by a volley of fire. Now getting irritated, Gal'Than focuses a miniscule amount of his energy to heal the newly inflicted wounds. Glaring at them all he speaks, "It won't be that simple, this fool desided when he bound me to make it a death pact, it only ends when one of us dies...trust me I would like to leave and be able to devour your souls, but I am currently stuck in this fleshy costume." Gal'Than smirks as Ayowin struggles to stand on the ground.
"Now Salazar here is a counter offer, put away those sticks and pee shooters and I will let her live, trust me one life is nothing to the billions I have claimed over the Millenia I have existed." Drawing Dariuns axe, the daemon procedes to melt the weapon into a glowing mess of goo. After a few silent seconds He mutters a few words in an unknow language, probably some form of daemon, and a large black gun starts to emerge from the substance.
The gun was the size of a bolter, with a barrel like that of a rearing daemon face, and the general shape of a very large magnum. Taking aim at the lictor now scrambling toward Ayowin he clicks the trigger, releasing a white bolt of energy. The lictor was struck square in the chest and exploded into a spray of gore.
"So Salazar make your choice..." Gal'Than mutters lifting his gun to take aim at him.
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Post by Esiphas on May 12, 2011 18:35:20 GMT
Jack growls. 'You filth. You dare touch her!' He moves, dissapears, then re-appears behind Gal'thun. Then he gets Wolfva's message over the com, and grins. He plants the homing beacn in Gal'thuns back, jamming it deep inside. Then he jumps onto the cliff edge and hauls himself up. A screaming sound begins to rise in volume, before suddenly, Wolfva's drop pod smashes into Galthun, knocking him to the ground.
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2011 19:29:18 GMT
X had returned to the group and had witnessed the entire encounter. There was not much his guns could do against the Deamonic, so he had drawn his C'Tan phase blade, and patiently waited for a good moment to strike, because if he struck while Ayowin was in his, it's rather, grasp, then Ayowin would surely die.
When Wolfva's Drop Pod knocked the creature away, X struck. Remembering his training, he knocked the devastating deamon weapon from Gal'thuns grasp and, keeping his wits about him, rammed a blow towards the heart...
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Post by mina on May 12, 2011 22:06:56 GMT
Ayowin hits the ground with force and a crack as her rip cage explodes painfully. She finds herself vomiting blood on the ground her wings also snapped as they disappear from her back. She looks up spitting blood at the ground as the Daemon nears her. The weapon he held rolls towards her and she jumps up taking the weapon and firing it at the daemon before them aimed straight for it's head.
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