War against corruption 2

[Edzilla]

Ok for those of you who aren't familiar with the war against corruption it is a roleplay that has been going on for quiet a while now based around eldar and the fight against slaanesh.

This is a very brief summary of what has happened so far, you really should read through the thread.

A strike force headed by a lone dire avenger exarch attempts to take a artefact but incites a demonic invasion
With the help of the warp crossers and a harlequin solataire it is ended bu the greater daemon takes the life of the dire avenger exarch as he kills it using the artefact
After returning to the craftworld the solitaire, a death jester(former scorpion), a shining spear exarch and a howling banshee exarch who's relationship with the dire avenger is unknown fight there way to Slaanesh realm to free Unaviel ( the dire avenger).
They succeed with the loss of the Solitaire who sacrificed herself so the others could return.
Unaviel furious that someone had died for him join with the jester and the shining spear vowing to bring her back. They are joined by a solitaire who wishes to help them and they discover that they are wound up in a war or game far bigger than they could have possibly imagined. The banshee realising that something had to be done leaves alone barely later than she was on the craftworld.

That is the gist of the story and the point at which others may join here is the template for characters.

Name:
Rank: not a farseer or Autarch, anyone else of the eldar race is fine including warlocks
Appearance:
Weapons: kept withing the aspect so no banshee with fusion guns.
Abilitys: No overpowered ones , however they do add to your character
Bio: Try to make it interesting


The character I currently play is

Name: Unaviel
Rank: Dire avenger exarch
Appearance: Medium height and medium strength. Wears jet black armour with very dark blue markings all around it. These were not on the initial armour but were only discovered when Unaviel wore the suit.
Weapons:Long curved dire sword, 2 shuriken catapults attached to his arm
Abilities: Bladestorm and defend as well as his own power. It takes the form of lightning which he imbues into his sword and shuriken inceasing there lethality, however doing this is exhausting and prolonged use can knock him unconscious.
Bio: Born from 2 seers whose abilities were unusual he was raised as a normal child until at the age of 9 he joined his parents on a patrol ship. A daemonic incursion invaded the fleet and Unaviel was the only survivor. He was found by the bodies of his parents there spirit stones in rubble and the remains of the daemons charred around him. He was found weeping by the craftworld Nacrentei and analysed by the seer council. He was deemed fit for exile but his combat prowess was noticed by the head exarch of the dire avenger shrine. Since then he was used as a one man unit on the battlefield given tasks that would be thought impossible for a lone warrior yet he succeeds.

Those of you who are currently in the war against corruption please copy and paste your characters into this thread.

[hivetyrant103110]

Name:Mergul
Race:eldar
Character: Shining Spears Exarch
Appearance: Mergul wears the standard bright white and blue armor. He has a solid white bike with the symbol of the craftworld in red on the front.
Bio:Mergul has been a jet bike fanatic ever since he first saw them. He quickly mastered this flying device and was inevitably drawn to the Shining Spears. He destroyed many foes including foes from most xenos races and men as well. His skill upon the bike is legendary and surpasses or matches anybody currently in the craftworld. He is now the Exarch and leads his new recruits into battle.
Weaponry: He carries a pitch black star lance.
Power: His skills with his bike are all extremely enhanced. He has a controller for his bike this allows him to leave his bike and it will still come back to him. He is able to make easy drive by attacks and even dismount and keep the bike moving or even following him.
Drawback: He is extremely barbaric and this leads to more corruption.

[Esiphas]

Name: Draelan
Race: Eldar
Character: Death Jester
Appearance: fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/165/3/c/Death_Jester_by_Dark134.jpg (Casual) wh40k.lexicanum.com/mediawiki/images/thumb/c/ce/Deathjester.JPG/180px-Deathjester.JPG (In armour)
Bio: Draelan was once a ranger, born amongst the stars. Of his own life, he speaks little, up untill he joined the scorpion shrine. However, during his first conflict, he laid eyes upon Sarina, a Solitaire, and became somewhat smitten with her. His eyes, which change according to what path he treads, began to change quicly, and Draelan found himself walkin th path of a Death jester. After passing his trials, with a confusing message from his god, He joined Sarina to rescue Unaviels soul. Now, he goes to rescue Sarinas, in the hopes of restoring her and solving the riddle from hs god at last..
Weaponry: Specialy made Shieker Catapult, Monomolecular sword, Shuriken pistol, Hallucogen grenades, Death jester mask
Power: Dance of death- Draelan is Capable of dodging alot of attacs whilst counter attacking easily.
[Drawback: Due to his weapon size, he cannot counter ttack with his Main armnament, and must draw his sword for it to work.]

Also, From his Ranger Days, Drealan has called in an Ally...

Name: Jain Asmodeus
Rank: Ex-Primaris Psyker, Reformed Traitor.
Appearance: digital-art-gallery.com/oid/2/1200x1500_1446_Voidborn_Psyker_2d_sci_fi_cyborg_girl_female_woman_picture_image_digital_art.jpg
Weapons: Force-Axe
Abilitys: Psyker specialising in Telepathic and Telekenetic powers.
[Drawback- No Blackship training, so Perils in the warp are a risk]
Bio: Jain has ahd Psyker powers since she was 6 years old. She was often bullied for it at the Schola, and often found herself in trouble for injuring boys or scaring them ou of their wits by putting pctures in their heads. However, ventually, the boys who bullied her found out a perfect way to sacre her. They began mocking her that she was a freak, and doomed to be taken away onto the dark ships where Pyskers were herded and tortured. So fearful of this idea, Jain stopped using her powers, and the bullying got worse. Eventually,she ran away into the mountains, where she found a cultist of Slaanesh. The Cultist slowly began twisting the young 12 year old to her will, and over a period of 6 years kept her safe from the Blackships, all the while building herself an army with Jain as her 2nd in command. Then one day, Tzeenth reached out and broke the cultists hold over Jain. Jain, realisig what was happening, threw herself at the feet of an Inuisitor, and directed the man to the cultists base. Finding her inexplicably clear of taint The Inquisitor let her Join his retinue. Destroying the cult and banishing the Daemon inside the cultists weapon- inadvertntly freeing a Lord of Change, a move that benefited Tzeentch- The Inquisitor ROuted the cult with ease. Jain lsot her arm in the battle, so the Inquisitor gave her a new, robotic one. Then, as a Communique arrived from an old, begrudging allly, he decided to send Jain, his most receent recruit, to see if she could operate trustedly.

[Edzilla]

Wow, I really expected someone would have joined by now.

[Esiphas]

I had hoped so too. Is Asmodeus approoved by the way?

[Edzilla]

Oh yeah sure you can have a couple of characters. But how long is she going to be with the group?

[Esiphas]

Untill the end or when she dies. If she dies.

[Yuno]

(been buys I'll post tonight...calm down! )

[Peepleafity]

(I may join as well. Not sure if I have time though. Definitely joining "After Math" and maybe light after darkness, or instead of Lad I may join this. I won't be very active though mid may and the lead up to mid may, due to exams)

[Edzilla]

thats absolutely fine if you can only post every few days, we generally don't have rp sessions. Just post when you can.

[Edzilla]

(ok i think well start this up again, Ziyouzanz post a template asap if you want to join please)

Unaviel had brought little. His dire sword was on his back in its sheath, he had some ammo around his belt and his catapult was in his hand. He was wearing his armour once again and the markings had reappeared. No eldar on the craftworld could understand them or there appearance yet few worried. The chance of him being seen again was slim, he himself had doubts but no one would fall for him so it mattered little.
He found the ship they would use, the same class ship that had been used to find him, and entered. Its interior was sleek but functional. The small dormitory was where he waited for the rest of the party to show and he began to read the book Sarina had used. The magics were endless but forbidden and the confusing solataire must have had some nerve to use them. Perhaps that was why the main troupe had abandoned her.

[Esiphas]

Draelan was already on the Ship when Unaviel entered. He had been on Board since it arrived, a couple of hours ago. As Unaveil boarded he said nothing, though he did continue sharpening his blade, a spine tingling scraping sound. As Unaveil entered his Quaters, he said what he had wanted to say for a while now. ''She did it for you you know.'' As Unaviel began reading, he continued. ''You could at least have had some gratitude. You may be an Exarch, but you aren't all rage. Theres hundereds, Thousands maybe of people in that armour. Don't pretend you arent one of them.'' The he turned away, his argument done. He still saw Unaviel as a friend, even if he was all moody. Even if he hadn't been aticularily grateful Sarina had given up her sould for him. Or he had a funny way of showing it.

Jain stood outside the ship. She sighed, more nervous than is healthy. She was an Untrained, potentially chaos affiliated human on an Eldar planet. ''Craftworld. Its a Craftworld Jain. Theres a difference.'' Swallowing her fear, she stepped on board, and almost ducked off again as she cought sight of Draelan in his Death Jester gear. He was rather intimidating. ''Umm... I'm Jain... Jain Asmodeus. I was sent to settle a... debt?'' She faltered as Draelan stood up. then she relaxed as he took the helmet off, revealing a hard set, vaugely handsome face. Not so scary prehaps? Except the eyes... they were strange. He took her robotic hand and shook it. ''The inquisitors Acolyte. We might need someone like you. Good to see you here.'' She blnked in surprise This wasn't the greeting she expected. It was welcome, but surprising. ''Um... Thanks?''

[Yuno]

(sorry I just didn’t want to repost so here is an actual rp post which is hopefully much better. )

Darkness…pure thick blackness surrounded Sarina as she looked upon herself..or rather her dead body. She felt for a moment a sense of release…as if finally she could be free. As if death itself could be a freedom. She watched Draelan lift her up and smiled knowingly at him thinking to herself *If only…If only* she turned away from the vision of her maimed dead body wanting to remember herself as she had been. She stayed for what seemed like hours as her life played through her head and all that she knew. Eternity, she realized was quite a boring place. “You can keep me here forever…but we both know that I am not fully dead…and that at some point you will be forced to re-release me into your maze. We both know that I can run it in my sleep so what are you waiting for…”
Everything around her turned blue and she felt as if she had been knocked over. She opened her eyes her head spinning as she looked up to the face of the one God she had never escaped, “Well hello there Tzeentch..I hope you have been taking care of yourself.” She grinned with good humor as she heard the voice ring from all around her, “Hello my Queen..I see you finally managed to free yourself from Slaanesh and Cegorach..that did not take you long at all…not at all…how did you do it.” Sarina grinned laying on her side, “Slaanesh is an arrogant fool…and Cegorach is finally onto you.” Tzeentch grinned down at her his insane voice falling on her ears once more, “You desire your freedom and return to life..I can already feel it in your soul...but I cannot give up my Queen so easily.” Sarina stood her head finally clear, “I suppose you will return me to the courts then..until you see another use…” Tzeentch chuckled at her, “You mean until your friends arrive and I send you to take the final piece I need…why of course you shall go there…” Sarina shrugged as she fell into a green pulsing portal only to open her eyes finding herself upon a throne that changed color every few seconds. She looked down upon a familiar sight of clowns and other ruffians dancing and playing cards. She sat sideways in her throne as several of the clowns stepped forward to amuse her…it was to no avail…she did not even show her teeth as she sat feeling colder by the second.
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As Unaivel flipped through the book for the third time that day and his study deepened he noticed that the spells she had used seemed to have been changed and tweaked in slight ways that only someone truly well read and versed in magic could have done without killing themselves. As he closed the book he noticed some drawing on each of the pages that when brought together seemed to show a symbol of Tzeentch. His hand idly grazed it as he flinched at the paper cut. That was until he felt the book pulse in his hands and then re-opened it to find what appeared to be an entirely different book. The title page read rather simply “How to run the Maze without actually thinking.” As he turned pages he found detailed calculations and drawings of a maze that was never the same at any moment.
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Feliz had appeared quickly and he bowed before everyone flourishing his mask of to take Jain’s hand and kiss it, “My dear you are kind to come and perfectly lovely….Thank you so much for helping me to rescue my Beloved…”

[Esiphas]

Jain blushed heavily. It had been a long, Long time since nyone spoke to her like that. Kibeth, her Leader wasn't unkind... But she wasn't exactly friendly. Rana was stern, Miss Superbia was not exactly trusting of her. She recalled the old Mosian rhyme about the House Helios. ''Red were the eyes of thos guilty of treason...'' She muttered. Then she coughed and said ''Um... Thnk you my lord Solitaire... I... um... I'm honoured that you, an Eldar of all people, find me... Welcome.''

[Edzilla]

"she did it for you you know" at this Unaviel was flashed back, he witnessed the two seers exploding in White light as they were torn apar... He grimaced as if having a migraine,trying to force the images away, something he'd spent his entire life doing.
He rose full of a feeling he couldn't even hope to describe and told Draelan ," you have no idea how this feels, how it feels, to lose those that sacrificed themselves for you. Killing themselves in hope that you may live on. It feels (please do not swear)*** awful. And in small attempt to quell that feeling Im ready to throw myself into a ever-changing maze to find a person who I'm not even sure whether she fights for us or Tzeentch." he sat back down again. "if course I feel (please do not swear)*** rage and you should expect that."
He stood up realising that the male solitaire had arrived and spoke to him in a calm voice ,"Feliz a few words please."