RP: Attack at Aiora

[Henry Avery]

This was but a small contingent of his armada, as several hundred lineships rise from the sea to flank the new defenders. From land, thousands more attackers come, from behind the port, and the sides. And then dragons, 20 of them, swooped down, roasting the defenders. Last to join the battle is Dreadbolt's flagship, the 200 gun "Crimson Death", which began firing massive broadsides of explosives into the defending fleet.

[Meliva]

Zephyra looks around at the forces as Carl stands beside her. She looks to Carl

Okay, so we have a good idea of how big his force is now, so that part of the job is done. Next, we need to try to cripple it. I'll handle that part, you just make sure to escape with me so we can fight again later. This, is going to take a lot outta me and be rather painful.

Zephyra quickly takes a very deep long breath, as wind quickly rushes into her, her robes billowing, as her body starts to expand-cracking can be heard as her bones start to break from all the wind pouring into her, after a good minute of breathing in, she looks upwards and breathes out a large gale of storm clouds into the sky, before falling to one knee as she swings an arm down-and the storm clouds unleash a massive swarm of lightning, frying the dragons to a crisp as they fall and die, as well as striking and frying most of the men charging in from the sides and several ships. Having done this, she collapses to the side and coughs up blood as Carl picks her up and quickly uses a recall stone to return home. The remaining defenders continue fighting to the bitter end as Burt in his bar polishes a glass humming to himself.

[Henry Avery]

A massive bolt of crimson lighting shot from the deck of the Crimson Death, smaller bolts striking out and resurrecting the fallen attackers, and rebuilding the destroyed ships. Fleck reappears, running up a new flag at the fort, that of Dreadbolt's army: A dark crimson background, with a pair of crossed black scythes and a draconic skull.

[Meliva]

Veera appears behind fleck, and stabs a small dagger in his back and tossing him into the men who were trying to rebuild the fort before quickly grabbing the flag and disappearing, while the other men in the fort quickly swarm and start stomping fleck into the ground and beating him with their fists. The other locals meanwhile, continue fighting, while Veera goes into the center of the port and quickly buries a large red egg shaped box. and puts the flag on the ground shoving a spike into it. Having done that, she quickly leaves, appearing on the flag ship in front of Dreadbolt. She looks at him and just frowns before speaking

I swear, if this is all because of guilt over that lizzie girl after I bloody warned you about guilt, I am going to be so disappointed and miffed.

[Henry Avery]

He laughed, rather sadly.

Partly, yes. But it is more because I am looking for something. 3 books of unimaginable power, made by the Council of the Ancients. They hold the knowledge and power to remake the world. The first is here, and I must have it. This world is flawed, imperfect. But join me, Veera, and you and your family need never fear anything again. I am generous. I will hold no man prisoner. Once they bow to me, I will make their lives better. This port will become a shining beacon of hope and prosperity. I do not wish to shed blood. I only do so because it is the only way.

Fleck appeared behind Veera, spitting out teeth, and laughing madly.

Why so serious?

[Meliva]

Veera just gives a cruel sharp laugh

Oh that's hilarious, you think you can do something like that. No such thing as perfection you imbecile. Let me guess, you want to remake the world where violence, hate, and other nasty bad things don't exist? Even if you remade this world, outside forces can easily just come along and muck it up. You think fiends and demons in hell will see a perfect world and NOT want to trash it? to corrupt it? Or that eldritch beings would just ignore it? My goodness I knew you were dense, but this is just something else.

Having finished laughing she gestures to the port as she sits down on a barrel smiling. She looks to Fleck

We're going to have a very good firework show in a bit. Should be quite funny.

She looks to the port giving a very cruel smile, as the spike she planted starts to shake. She says to Thomas still smiling.

You seem to be forgetting, that I am not a good person. I'm evil. I like to see people suffer. I'm petty, vindictive and vengeful. Your perfect world would be a snooze fest for me. Regardless, I will say just this final thing.

The spike erupts from the ground, as the egg shaped box she buried erupts, and a large inferno of magical flames come barreling out of it-completely incinerating every man, woman and child but nothing else, as it spreads like a crashing wave outwards-after a minute, nothing remains in the port but empty buildings. Everything on both sides is gone. Veera looks to them both still smiling.

I am willing to kill everyone on this wretched world, before I would let you rule it. Like I said. I'm very petty.

Veera disappears leaving behind only a chilling laugh as the port is now empty, save for Burt who looks around in his bar, shaking his head in sadness

[Henry Avery]

Then I will rule over a city of the dead. As for the demons, I got my army from the 7 Princes of Hell. This world will be overrun by demons. I will create a new world. One cut off from everything. And the Old Ones? Hah. The Dire Magnus is the only being I fear.


The bolt struck again, and it resurrected them all, and his flag reappeared on the fort.

[Meliva]

The resurrected beings quickly burst back into flame, dying once more. Veera's voice can be heard

That trick won't undo the flames damage. It burned them into nothing. Resurrect them all you want. They will just burst back into flame and death. You can thank Granny Agrat for giving me that. As for you boast of having hell's army, well, you are in for a rude shock soon. Helvune family has had dealings with the fiends, long before you were even born. You're also a fool for using their aid to remake the world. You think they'll just let you make your ideal world? Odds are, the fiends you made a deal with will use your dumb arse to get the books before taking them for themselves. Idiots shouldn't make deals with fiends or other beings. You just screw over others.

[Henry Avery]

I am no idiot. I know what they really want. But they are not my true masters. I work for a power you should know well, having fought it before. The Dire Magnus.

[Meliva]

Veera speaks again

Then you are correct, you are no idiot. You are far, far more stupid then that. You are a complete and utter fool. Enjoy retrieving your little book. I will be reporting to the demons your true loyalty, is not to them but to an eldritch being. They will withdraw their support.