NationStates Jolt Archive

Out of the shadows of the past, the darkness shall sweep across the land. For a time, a great and powerful evil shall reign supreme, snuffing out bright lights like mere candles. Dark magic governs the order of the day, and rules with an iron fist. The darkness shall cover all, for many a time, but for one small spark. Insignificant as it may seem, this small spark shall be joined with others, and together, they will push back the darkness, and vanquish it. The sparks will have many perils, and will lose one. The light that shines forth from the sparks will chase the darkness from the land. No longer, will the light be suppressed, but will shine brighter than the sun.

OOC:
This is to be a roleplay with much magic and swordplay, like a real RPG. I intend to use elements from many books and RPGs, including the Squaresoft games. This is just the beginning...

The Glorious Emperor Xavier Servioran looks out the window of his impressive palace. He smiles, as people walk on the streets hurrying to get out of the way of his guards. His people both fear and respect him, and rightly so. He is not only the leader of the people of Cypherland, but also a powerful sorcerer, power-hungry and yet ever-patient. He keeps the people oppressed, yes, but does it in such a way, that it's almost like they were free.
"Subtle and patience is the order of the day." His father has said many times, even unto death.
Guards enter the palace on his command, and kneel before him. They wait a long time, but they dare not move, until he says so. Finally, he turns to his underlings. "I have heard of a village, called Zalibareth, that wasn't paying it's taxes properly. They do not seem to be treating me with the respect I deserve."
"Sire," The lead guard started. "I shall order a legion to amend this problem."
The Emperor laughed, a mirthless one. "No, I was thinking of something...more enjoyable."
He turned back to the window. "I want to give this ultimatium to the village. Give me the respect I deserve, or face the wrath of the Shaytan, the Worm from Hell!"
They gasped. Shaytan, the worm that can devour entire houses in one gulp. A most terrible punishment, more so than any other.
"My word is law, and it shall stand! Now, go, and issue the decree!"

OOC: Here, the RP is truly freeform. As long as you can RP well, you may be anyone you wish.
Shaytan, or Shaitan, the worm from Dune, is...different and not restricted to sand, but is no less huge or deadly here.

IC: A powerful summoned creature, it is a preferred method of execution by the Emperor, when he feels like seeing an entire village destroyed with his own eyes. They are also used to attack enemies that seek to invade the nation, and not even tanks can survive the onslaught of a Shaytan. There is only one method of killing the creature, but it is very hard to do.

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Cyrus stood outside of his house, in the village of Zalibareth. His wife and children were still sleeping. As the sun rose higher and higher into the day sky, time became slower, and slower. There really wasn't much to do in such a city. Cyrus was a magician, not very strong, but he had much potential. He had already learned the basics, but still had much more to go. Him and his comrades had got together last night to discuss the current situation with the leaders of Cypherland, and came to the conclusion that they would stop paying their taxes in protest of the way their village was treated. Not many people liked the Great Emperor Xavier Servioran. It was as if he had no emotion....no empathy. He never lifted a finger to help when his people were in need...only to destroy. It was time that they did something about it.

Cyrus walked back inside his house to see that his wife Regina was awake. She looked a little worried.

"What's wrong?" Cyrus questioned.

"Lydia is sick again.." replied Regina. "She's always sick...and I wish I knew why. She's such a beautiful little girl...and doesn't have much of a fight left in that small body of hers.."

Regina began to cry. Cyrus took her and held her close to his heart, and vowed one day to find a cure for Lydia. She didn't deserve this pain. What did she do to anyone to be cursed with such a sickness?

"We'll find a way to help her out Regina. Just be patient. Time will heal all things, even if it means more suffering. In the end, it will all work out." vowed Cyrus.

Regina and Cyrus both walked into Lydia's room and just watched her sleep. But they were frightened when they heard a loud crash, that wasn't too close to be in their house, but it was within a few houses in the town. They both ran out to see what it was...

The guards set out for the village via horses. Soon, they arrived in the village, and dragged the mayor out of his house (that was the crash as vases and other china were broken in the short fight), in front of his wife and two boys.

Using a bullhorn, the Commander of the Royal Guards spoke to the crowd that gathered.
"Citizens of Zalibareth, the Glorious Emperor has decreed that if you do not pay what is owed him, the 10,000 Gold Coins, that you will face the wrath of the Shaytan, the Hell Worm! You have one day to cough up the money, or you will perish!"

The crowd murmered angrily, but could do nothing as their mayor had a dagger on his throat. One old woman walked up to the Guards. "We no longer have that kind of money! We are but a poor village, as the Emperor has taken away everything! How are we to pay for this?"

The crowd murmered agreement. The commander grew angry. "Foolish old wretch! How dare you speak against the Emperor who gave you your lands! Now die for your insolence!"

He drew his sword, and struck down the woman, who feebly tried to use magic in defense. The crowd gasped in horror, as their elder was slain before their eyes.

"Now, as I was saying before, you have one day, to give what is due, or else."
He roughly pushed Mayor Mathew into the crowd, and hopped back on his horse.
"Father!" Andrew, the mayor's older son at 15 rushed to his side. "Are you all right?"
"Y-yes, son." the man glared at the backs of the retreating soldiers. He turned to the crowd, and spoke. "I call an emergency council in the Town Hall, to discuss this matter!"
"What is there to discuss?" A young man shouted angrily. "We will not pay the taxes!"
The crowd shouted agreements.
The Mayor sighed. "Then I fear we will pay the price for our rebellion."
"Father..." Andrew started, as the crowd headed towards the large building anyway.
"Get your brother, and get out of town tonight."
"Father, I..."
"Do it! I would not have my sons die by the jaws of the Shaytan!"
"Yes, Father." He ran to the house and told his sobbing mother of Mathew's order.

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In a shadowy corner, a heavily cloaked man watched the proceedings. Although he was a stranger to these lands, it seemed as if he melded with the populace easily.

His name was Amistad Crusade the sole heir of the power of Mt. Mirror, a mountain fortress that trained powerful swordsmen nestled deep within the mountains of the Five Civilized Nations, inherited from his mother, Amelia Estaria. He was also the sole heir of the Dragon Claw Clan, a powerful clan that lived with the dragons, an inheritance of his father, Lance Crusade, known as the Dragonmaster. Both Mt. Mirror and the Dragon Claw Clan had been massacred by its enemies, overwhelmed by their enemies' sheer numbers. With no real home to return to, Amistad had left his homeland and began to wander the world.

As he watched, the stranger silently seethed at the arrogance of the King's guards. With a strident voice, he stepped forth.

"Hear me, people of Zalibareth, your time is not at end. The Worm, known as Shaytan will be at end, unsuccessful, in its path of destruction... For you people have heart. And with this heart, nothing, not even Shaytan can defeat you..."

OOC: The only way to defeat the Shaytan, is to stab him in the heart, but from the inside. However, the worm's way of devourment, is very fast, so timing is key. There are other giant worms, of course, but Shaytan is considered the Lord of them all.

IC:
The people's spirits lift slightly at the words of this stranger, but still fear the worm's wrath. It has devoured entire towns before, and their village is next on the menu.

Meanwhile, a very old man, who lived for thousands of years, watches the scene from afar.
The sparks soon gather, but more shall come. He prophecied silently. From the four corners of the Earth, and of the land of Cypheria (the ancient name of Cypherland, still the capital's name), they will come to defeat the gathering storm.

In the palace that evening, Emperor Servioran watched his Commander return from the village.
"Sire." the guard kneeled before him, after coming in his chambers. "The village people..."
"Refuse to give me the respect they owe, I know that." He sighed, as if he was disappointed at what he had to do. "Leave me."
"Sire." The guard left the chambers.
"Now, Zalibareth, you shall perish come the dawning of the sun." He cut his finger, and wrote something on a piece of parchment. *実行* and *地獄みみず*, Execution: Hell Worm. He walked out to the balcony with the parchment, and held it high in the air.

"Shaytan! Come, and and exact your wrath, on the village of Zalibareth! Destroy!!!" He shouted, at the top of his lungs.

A fierce wind starts to blow across the land. The breeze starts to circle in fields near the village, picking up dust as it goes along. The very center of the dust storm grows faster and faster, and stronger, uprooting nearby trees, and even animals were caught in the whirlwind. Suddenly, seismographs all over the world would register an earthquake epicenter, in the middle of the fields. But this was no earthquake. This was the rumbling of the Hellworm, Shaytan, or in the ancient Cypherian language: Shai-Halud.

The worm starts moving forward, roaring and eating everything by vacuum action, as fierce lightning flashes in the sky. A horse and buggy in the road was sucked away by the maw, and they were gone, swallowed and destroyed by powerful digestive juices. The village started feeling the effects of the wind, and people ran around, screaming in terror as roofs began tearing away.

Young Andrew and his 10-year-old brother Jack were well on their way out of the village, when the Hellworm attacked. They struggled against the hurricane-force winds, caused by the worm, and managed to reach a cave to hide in, as the winds howl.

Some people managed to reach cellars in time, but most were eaten by the worm, including the mayor and his wife. Shaytan is having a wonderful feast of human and animal flesh.

http://www.retrocrush.com/monsters/sandworm1.jpg
Note: The worm is not this big. Cut it down a half, and you have the worm, but it's still one big honkin' worm! Water spells damage it, but stabbing the heart on the inside is the only way to kill it.

Cyrus and his wife and child ran as fast as they could to avoid the Hellworm. On their way to the cave, Cyrus casted a couple water spells to slow it down, but to no avail, it only aggrivated the Worm. The Worm was slowed down by the Mayor and his wife who were then, eaten. The only reason Cyrus and his family were able to make it to the cave was because of the Haste spell he had just learned a few days ago.

"One of these days...I will gain revenge upon the Emperor for sending this Worm to kill us all. He cares nothing about his people, and one day, we will all rise up against him and crush him... This is my dream..."

(this is Euroslavia, i just posted with my puppet, and sorry its so short, i have to go to school, but i just wanted to let all know that im still gonna be involved in this RP.)

(OOC: Hum, a sandworm, eh... what a shameless liftoff from Dune :wink: j/k. And its spelled Shaitan, not Shaytan... If your ancient language has Shai-Halud, then it must be related to my Desert people living in the Forbidden Lands, who also have the same term... I believe their language was Chokaboska (sp?)...)

Amistad Crusade stared as the small, but still massive sandworm come towards him and with practiced agility, Amistad bounded aside as the "Old Man of the Desert" attacked.

Producing a bunch of hooks, known to the Fremen as maker hooks, Amistad prepared to capture Shaitan and ride it. Running alongside the sandworm, Amistad extended his hooks and ensnared it upon the worm. With a firm grip upon the worm's outer ring, Amistad slowly began to ascend to the topside. Slowly, carefully, and reverently, Amistad opened several ring segments. Within moments, Amistad believed that he had the worm under control and began to steer it towards Cypheria with a cry ringing over the ruined town.

TAQWA!

(meaning the price of freedom)

At the sight of Amistad Crusade controlling the Hell Worm, the people cheered.

"He's saved us!" shouted a small girl, around the age of 7.

"It's not over yet, remember this." mentioned Cyrus. "We must all prepare to strike back at the Emperor. He tried to destroy us, and his precious worm is now heading towards his city. With God's help, he will be destroyed!"

Cyrus led a group (5 people) of what was left of the magicians in the village towards the Emperor's city at the speed of lightning...

(OOC: Waits for Cypherland to post... FYI, you can knock my character off the sandworm if you want, I don't mind...)

OOC: I know it's spelled Shaitan, but I wanted to make a slight change to the worm's name as this worm isn't as restricted to deserts as his cousin, seeing as it ate some trees. BTW, I'm reading the Butlerian Jihad right now.

IC:
The worm roared in pain as the hooks went through his segments. He tried to dive, but the human was an experienced worm-rider. The worm was forced to take the long path towards the capital city, even as he struggled to throw off the human.

The Emperor wasn't happy about this event, and decided to dismiss the worm before it could attack the city. Finally, as the worm reached the outskirts of the city, it managed to shake off the human, and dive back to it's lair, furious and exhausted. The emperor at least was satisfied that the destruction of the village was complete.

Andrew and the others who managed to reach the cave looked over at the devastation the worm has caused. The boy clenched his fists in anger, and he vowed the he would destroy the Emperor, who had killed his parents in cold blood. He learned a bit of magic, and some sword skills, but he will need a lot more if he was to succeed.

(OOC: Finished the Machines Crusade about three months ago and waiting impatiently for the Battle of Corrin to come out...)

Amistad felt the worm try to escape, but with practiced skill, Amistad prevented it from doing so, until they had reached the capital, Cypheria. Feeling that the worm was exhausted, Amistad cut the lines and released his hooks, running towards the rear of the worm and jumping off. When the worm had burrowed away, Amistad began to trudge towards the capital, his diamond-obsidian sword unsheathed from its sheath and its deadly glow filling the air.

At the gates, he was stopped by a pair of guards...

"Halt, and state your business!" the first guard said, his hand on his sword.

Meanwhile, the survivors in the cave started taking the long trip towards the capital, first stopping in the next town, Istanal to stock up on goods. Andrew traded his wooden sword for a katana, as the survivors ( 8 ) also choose preferred weapons.

The old man smiled. So, the sparks come together, but there should yet be more. That attack is merely the very beginning of the journey.

OOC: Would you mind getting Amistad thrown in a dungeon after a battle with some of the guards?

(OOC: Well, your guards must know either some good magic or are very, very good swordsmen, because otherwise Amistad is gonna waltz straight to the king... He is a master swordsmen...)

Amistad eyed the two guards coldly. When they looked straight into Amistad's eyes, they were greatly unsettled by what seemed to be a cold flame inside.

"I have business with the Emperor..."

OOC: They're just minions, and even the boys could beat them. The Elite Guards, the Royal Mages and the Emperor himself are what you have to watch out for.

IC:
"Uh, right." The guard was very unsettled by what he saw. "Very well, you can go in."

With a dismissive nod, Amistad entered the massive city and moved towards the citadel, preparing himself for the showdown against the king. As he walked, he touched the small thumper that he had strapped to his leg and the intricately carved horn strapped to his back...

Andrew and Jack were pounced upon by a couple bandits, looking to steal some quick cash, but a short fight later, their new weapons defeated the idiots, and made sure they wouldn't steal for a long time.

Cyrus and his elders raced to the capital city. They knew that something must be done to the Emperor. They believed that if he was taken out, the torture of their town would be stopped. Although, 3 of the elders did not wish to participate in anything that had to do with fighting the Emperor in his capital city. They believed it was suicide. The remaining members, Cyrus, and James (mostly a white mage, but knows the basic black magic), met the guards at the gates and requested entrance to the city...

A young couple by the name of Peter and Emily met up with the young boys as they headed towards the capital. Peter carries a broadsword, and is a strong swordsman, while Emily is more oriented towards whips and magic. After hearing of the terrible attack ordered by the Emperor, the couple, decided to help and defeat the evil leader.

Meanwhile, a rebellion against the Emperor began to grow, as survivors of the worm attack spread to other villages and towns, and the soldiers were surprised by the anger and determination of the people, to bring the Emperor down. Numerous scuffles erupted between citizens and soldiers, and grew larger and larger. Soon, the land would erupt into flames as a full-blown civil war.

The Emperor grew increasingly furious as report after report of rebellion and uprising reached his chambers.
"So, the people no longer respect me?" He asked himself quietly. "Then they shall be made to!"

He ordered his troops to attack and put down the uprisings. He then summoned monsters and demons to help in the attack. These creatures of darkness do nothing but kill and destroy, unless they could be killed themselves. Men, women, children, it did not matter, the creatures killed and were killed in a terrible battle.

Meanwhile, Andrew and the group also reached the gates of the capital, where a squad of troops now awaited.

"Halt!" The guards at the gate said. "You shall not pass! The Emperor is very busy these day, so leave, now!"

The guards readied their weapons in case the group of mages and swords people chose to defy them.

An Elite Guard saw the man Amistad, and ordered him to stop and release his weapon, or be killed. He unsheathed his sword, to further send his message.

The old man, Cornelius, sighed. Now the darkness is at it's height. The sparks have gathered, but will they be enough? I'm getting too old for this, but I suppose I shall aid them.

With that, he disappeared in a flash of light and reappeared in the alleyways of the capital.

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