NationStates Jolt Archive

Reality gave way to the rending energies of the portal upon the face of Aiur; a hissing, seething cacophany of energy and sound; forming before the very eyes of the worlds inhabitants; stabilising; creating a doorway from the very fabric of the holy Protoss homeworld. Yet that which strode through knew no meaning to the words 'holy''; not anymore, at least. All that mattered was the Iron Will of the Lich King.

It hovered above the ground; the earth dieing beneath it's form; holding a spellbook at it's side; leaning against a staff of metal and bone; watching; as it's robes and adornments danced in magickal wind. At it's sides; Death Knight guards; by it's feet, crouched undead servants; whispering and hissing. A raven, black feathered and undead perched upon it's shoulders; and Kel'thuzad smiled softly; moving forward with his entourage.

"What world is this that the will of the Lich King brings us to?" He intoned dryly; watching with eager, crackling eyes, this world that they had come to. They wondered what it's people were like; what it's inhabitants had; what they would think of the Scourge; of the beautiful army forged by the singular will of their God....

"Master, there is something wrong, some new power manifests itself here."

What do you mean a "new power" like the Zerg, or the Tyranids, or possibly even Chaos?

"No lord, scouts report seeing humans, humans that seem to be rotting as they walk, and strange beasts, as well as a man in Robes, carrying a Tome..."

Have they challenged them yet?

"No lord, they await your command to act."

Then let me go to them, I will see this new power for myself...

And so, Tassadar, Guardian of Aiur, and mightiest of the High Templar, departed his stronghold to see the Scourge that had appeared on his doorstep...

"I am Kel'thuzad; Right Hand of the Eternal Lich King. I come before you as a harbinger of the Scourge; for just as many worlds have fallen to the Burning Legion; many more must fall to the Scourge. Who are you, strange being who commands such power amongst these....things" He regarded the Protoss with a wry chuckle; the whispers of the Death Knight's runeblades at his ear; the portal behind him quivering with energy; the image clarifying; behind him, on the slopes of Icecrown; they could behold the armies of the Lich King. The image shifted; dead worlds, ravaged by winter and plague.

"What say you before the might of Ner'zhul?"

"I am Kel'thuzad; Right Hand of the Eternal Lich King. I come before you as a harbinger of the Scourge; for just as many worlds have fallen to the Burning Legion; many more must fall to the Scourge. Who are you, strange being who commands such power amongst these....things" He regarded the Protoss with a wry chuckle; the whispers of the Death Knight's runeblades at his ear; the portal behind him quivering with energy; the image clarifying; behind him, on the slopes of Icecrown; they could behold the armies of the Lich King. The image shifted; dead worlds, ravaged by winter and plague.

"What say you before the might of Ner'zhul?"

"I am Tassadar, Guardian of Aiur, and commander of the Templar here, and by what right do you invade our world, Kel'Thuzad of the Scourge?" The Zealot Scouts with him spread out around him, prepared to guard him from these... Things...

"By the right granted by the Lich King; by the power of sorcery and magic arcana. By the will of the Scourge itself. I wonder if you are aware of the tenacious status of your own mortality. Death must be something you fear; which all life must fear; not so for us. We are beyond death; still if you insist upon being stubborn..." He chuckled; turning from them, moving towards the yawning maw of the portal.

There was an audible noise, as of something going off; and Kel'thuzad had raised his hand, when the corpses impacted at his feet; seething with disease and corruption. The Death Knight's moved to protect their lord as he knelt, touching his hand to the body; before rising, kicking it to the Protoss' feet. "Have you ever seen a pestilance such as this?"

"That is most foul, and I doubt our allieswould care for your desecration of Terran Corpses, but we are free from disesase, and I am free from Death, I died once, and yet, here I am, addressing you, so, what could you possibly do against me? The powers of Dark and Light called me from my rest, bringing me here to the point of my death, in fact, we are not more than a mile from where I died, and the womb of my rebirth..."

The Corse created a stir among the Zealots, but they stood firm, no matter their disgust at the actions of these bengs, they were going to be given every opportunity to survive their visit here, unless they attacked, at which point there would be no way even the Xel'Naga could save them...

"You are; perhaps. But the others...They will be dead within the week. The plague holds no courtesies for arrogant flesh, I am afraid. Soon; you shall beg of us to release you. You could be mighty; blessed by the Lich King, if you but accept him as your Lord and Master. If not; then perhaps an alliance would be fitting; regardless...We are bereft of a home; we require homes. Whether by force or by diplomacy; we come throughout the Nether. Will you deny us, oh Guardian of Aiur?"

(OOC:
Jumping in here :P)

In Harmonia's Great Castle, something woke up.
It was a despicablly sunny day, again, despite Dagon's best efforts, the sun could never be fully blocked out by the thick sheet of clouds that covered the lands. It was quite annoying.
Refocusing on the task at hand, Dagon reached out...yes, there were two beings of immense power hovering around out there now, more existed, he was sure, but they could wait. One seemed to be hovering around some of the pirates who had flourished after Harmonia's...conversion, the other was located on a planet close by, only a short distance, really.
Concentrating, Dagon adopted his traditional form, a large cloud of magical energy, slipping into the Jumpspace, and re-appearing above the planet in question.
This close it was clear that there were many powerful beings on the planet, two stood especially close. One was...similar to Dagon, the other was not magical in nature, but powerful nonetheless.
Shuffling through his memory, Dagon produced a form that would suit the occasion (his traditional four-armed eight foot tall human-ish one) and materialized roughly six feet away from the other two.

"You are; perhaps. But the others...They will be dead within the week. The plague holds no courtesies for arrogant flesh, I am afraid. Soon; you shall beg of us to release you. You could be mighty; blessed by the Lich King, if you but accept him as your Lord and Master. If not; then perhaps an alliance would be fitting; regardless...We are bereft of a home; we require homes. Whether by force or by diplomacy; we come throughout the Nether. Will you deny us, oh Guardian of Aiur?"

"I may be able to find you a home, perhaps one of the outworlds, in fact, I have just the planet for you to occupy... Khyrador, known to our allies as Braxis, it is a mid sized world, and rather cold, but then again, cold would not affect you as it does mot humans, would it? Alliance may also be possible, but that iws currently outside my realm of Control, that requires calling a Council of the Judicators, which, if you are serious about alliance, I will call in short order."

(OOC:
Jumping in here :P)

In Harmonia's Great Castle, something woke up.
It was a despicablly sunny day, again, despite Dagon's best efforts, the sun could never be fully blocked out by the thick sheet of clouds that covered the lands. It was quite annoying.
Refocusing on the task at hand, Dagon reached out...yes, there were two beings of immense power hovering around out there now, more existed, he was sure, but they could wait. One seemed to be hovering around some of the pirates who had flourished after Harmonia's...conversion, the other was located on a planet close by, only a short distance, really.
Concentrating, Dagon adopted his traditional form, a large cloud of magical energy, slipping into the Jumpspace, and re-appearing above the planet in question.
This close it was clear that there were many powerful beings on the planet, two stood especially close. One was...similar to Dagon, the other was not magical in nature, but powerful nonetheless.
Shuffling through his memory, Dagon produced a form that would suit the occasion (his traditional four-armed eight foot tall human-ish one) and materialized roughly six feet away from the other two.


Tassadar and the Zealots sensed the new beings arrival, but they were not sure what to do about it, they were already dealing with one form of non-Protoss visitors, and really did not need another...

"Perhaps you could also provide us with samples of your technology; that we may better explore this....Where are we exactly?" Kel'thuzad regarded him; we are limited to the random appearance of our portals; and do not truly understand the entirity of the great Dark, or the Twisting Nether.."

"Perhaps you could also provide us with samples of your technology; that we may better explore this....Where are we exactly?" Kel'thuzad regarded him; we are limited to the random appearance of our portals; and do not truly understand the entirity of the great Dark, or the Twisting Nether.."

"We are on Aiur, and depending on where you arrived from, you may be right next door, galactixcally speaking, or you may be off of any known map, since if the Nether is anything like the Warp, you can go from lace to place almost instantaneously." He paused for a moment, and then resumed speaking, "We mnay be able to help you navigate more effectively through the Nether, but other than that, I doubt that we have much technology you could use..."

OOC-Only I, the Horde, may transition a Warcraft force into future-tech! Heresy!

That being said, this has been tagged.

"Perhaps; but vessels...Things that sail upon the vasty gulfs between worlds; unbound by the Nether. That is what we favor. We will of course convert them to...Our interests; but the basics will be required of you; of course. My Master has learned much; told me much...We would but have to kill one of your men of science, raise him as our own and know" A wry cold chuckle from that skull of a face that seethed with primordial power.

"You will help us then? Help the Scourge to settle and to grow?"

Two lone, shining figures trekked across the landscape of Auir. The pair of travelers was completely and utterly lost; they had arrived on Auir only a short time ago in after a space battle had forced down their craft. These travelers, however, were not just any ordinary space drifters.

Nexlon and Kimura were their names.

Nexlon, the Mechanized Assassin!

No one knows if Nexlon is a man in a machine or if he is pure metal, or something in between. Legend has it he started out on Ravea as a human and had somehow come across a special suit of armor; one that encases him completely. Over time-perhaps due to a massive blast of nuclear matter-Nexlon transended into something more than either man or machine, into some fifth demension that gave his mind complete control over his mechanical suit, until it became a part of him. His power was legendary in Ravea; armed with a Monomolecular katana and using the ancient art of Ninjitsu to hide in shadows, Nexlon was eleveted to an almost magical, untouchable creature.

Kimura, the Cyborg Killer!

Like an angel of death, Kimura is the most respected assassian in Ravean space second only to Nexlon. Once Nexlon's rival, the two finally decided to pair up and kill together. Every part of Kimura was a weapon; blades and rockets hidden in his arms, hidden machineguns, poisionous spines for fingernails...the list goes on and on. He resembles like a large, beefy human armed with a scythe that conceals a sniper rifle in it's shaft.

Kimura and Nexlon:Two men you do not want to cross at any point in your life. And two men who desperetly wanted to get home.

Nexlon raised his shining head and stopped. His armor sensed several something...powerful. Mabey several somethings. Nexlon knew that this planet was populated by psionic beings that could sense life; He and Kimura possessed specail wards and protections against such sensings. It would be relatively easy to travel anywhere without being noticed.

"Kimura...Let's go. Let's hunt."

"Perhaps; but vessels...Things that sail upon the vasty gulfs between worlds; unbound by the Nether. That is what we favor. We will of course convert them to...Our interests; but the basics will be required of you; of course. My Master has learned much; told me much...We would but have to kill one of your men of science, raise him as our own and know" A wry cold chuckle from that skull of a face that seethed with primordial power.

"You will help us then? Help the Scourge to settle and to grow?"

"We will help you, on one condition, you will leave us and our allies in peace, if you do that we will give you all you need, and perhaps more..."

OOC: Interested in some Undead Zerg? I've been looking for a way to get rid of them, and this seems rather convenient...

Two lone, shining figures trekked across the landscape of Auir. The pair of travelers was completely and utterly lost; they had arrived on Auir only a short time ago in after a space battle had forced down their craft. These travelers, however, were not just any ordinary space drifters.

Nexlon and Kimura were their names.

Nexlon, the Mechanized Assassin!

No one knows if Nexlon is a man in a machine or if he is pure metal, or something in between. Legend has it he started out on Ravea as a human and had somehow come across a special suit of armor; one that encases him completely. Over time-perhaps due to a massive blast of nuclear matter-Nexlon transended into something more than either man or machine, into some fifth demension that gave his mind complete control over his mechanical suit, until it became a part of him. His power was legendary in Ravea; armed with a Monomolecular katana and using the ancient art of Ninjitsu to hide in shadows, Nexlon was eleveted to an almost magical, untouchable creature.

Kimura, the Cyborg Killer!

Like an angel of death, Kimura is the most respected assassian in Ravean space second only to Nexlon. Once Nexlon's rival, the two finally decided to pair up and kill together. Every part of Kimura was a weapon; blades and rockets hidden in his arms, hidden machineguns, poisionous spines for fingernails...the list goes on and on. He resembles like a large, beefy human armed with a scythe that conceals a sniper rifle in it's shaft.

Kimura and Nexlon:Two men you do not want to cross at any point in your life. And two men who desperetly wanted to get home.

Nexlon raised his shining head and stopped. His armor sensed several something...powerful. Mabey several somethings. Nexlon knew that this planet was populated by psionic beings that could sense life; He and Kimura possessed specail wards and protections against such sensings. It would be relatively easy to travel anywhere without being noticed.

"Kimura...Let's go. Let's hunt."


OOC: How did you get two armed Humans onto the Protoss Homeworld undetected, please explain that to me before I simply drop a KEW on those to and have done with it.

OCC:Read more carefully. Neither of them are exactley full-out human; Nexlon is encased in a suit of metal, and Kimura is more mechanical than human. Also, read the 3rd and 2nd to last sentance.

"Nexlon knew that this planet was populated by psionic beings that could sense life; He and Kimura possessed specail wards and protections against such sensings. It would be relatively easy to travel anywhere without being noticed."

Both have contermeasures against being detected; the are assassians, after all. As for how they got on Aiur, just a simple mistake. A crash-landing.

If you want me to withdraw my charachters, that's fine with me-I'm just looking to add some wildcards to the story.

OCC:Read more carefully. Neither of them are exactley full-out human; Nexlon is encased in a suit of metal, and Kimura is more mechanical than human. Also, read the 3rd and 2nd to last sentance.

"Nexlon knew that this planet was populated by psionic beings that could sense life; He and Kimura possessed specail wards and protections against such sensings. It would be relatively easy to travel anywhere without being noticed."

Both have contermeasures against being detected; the are assassians, after all. As for how they got on Aiur, just a simple mistake. A crash-landing.

If you want me to withdraw my charachters, that's fine with me-I'm just looking to add some wildcards to the story.


OOC: I have no real issue with your joining, and quibbling of their humanity is pointless at best, my issue was that you bypassed my entire home fleet, my system defense platforms, my recon stations, my FTL sensor web, and Ghost Rider. If you're going to enter my system, do it right next time, for now, you may go about your business on Aiur, whatever that may turn out to be.

"As you wish; we shall abide by your loyalties of peace and prosperity. Simply grant us our world; our technologies as you call them. Allow us our place and our glory and your Empire shall remain untouched" He chuckled softly; the cold winds blowing; howling through the portal to sting at unfeeling flesh, and tease the Protoss with this dark sensation.

"By the Will of the Lich King..."

"As you wish; we shall abide by your loyalties of peace and prosperity. Simply grant us our world; our technologies as you call them. Allow us our place and our glory and your Empire shall remain untouched" He chuckled softly; the cold winds blowing; howling through the portal to sting at unfeeling flesh, and tease the Protoss with this dark sensation.

"By the Will of the Lich King..."

"Indeed, I will have a pair of Gunships made ready to bear you to Braxis, and from there, you will return here, and, since you will have seen the operation of the Gunships, you will be able to move between the two planets, and probably your homeworld, at will."

EDIT: Hey, I need a few more people for another RP I'm doing, and familiarity with the Diablo games would be helpful. Basically, Diablo is loose in FT, and we're playing out a storyline similar to Diab 2 and the Expansion.

It nodded; watching the Protoss with a peculiar kind of interest. Kel'thuzad smiled slightly, then turned, gesturing to his compatriots to come forth.

"Indeed' we thank you for your gift; and our new arrangement. Still; I think of how the plague would improve you; and weep to think of you not embracing such power. We, thus, require the living of your kind; to guide us to this new world; and to join us in brotherhood as Scourge. Thus what one knows; all shall learn, by the glory of Ner'zhul himself! By the victory of his power!"

"Wewill give you a pair of our finest warriors. Simply let me summon them..." He knew exactly who he wanted, there were a pair of Archons that would be happy for release...

A smile crossed his bony contenance as he turned; watching the Protoss warriors advance; gesturing with the his hand; a sickly energy dancing there in cruel waltz. A wind seemed to howl about him; and the plague itself seemed to billow with the ciy air from his corporeal form.

"This will be most satisfactory...We thank you..."

A smile crossed his bony contenance as he turned; watching the Protoss warriors advance; gesturing with the his hand; a sickly energy dancing there in cruel waltz. A wind seemed to howl about him; and the plague itself seemed to billow with the ciy air from his corporeal form.

"This will be most satisfactory...We thank you..."

"Good... There are few of us more powerful than the mighty Archons of Aiur."

The two massive warriors advanced, wreathed in crackling energy like a cloak, a barely visible visage within an orb of light and fire.

"Greetings Masters, you summoned us?"

"Indeed, this is Kel'Thuzad. You are to go with him and serve him in any way he asks, even to your deaths. Your first task is to lead them to Braxis, which we have gifted them."

"Indeed they shall; to their deaths; and beyond. That shall be the way of it; as it is the way of the Scourge. Eternal life; eternal power; gifted to us by our Lord; Ner'zhul; perfection in all things; mind and body"

"Indeed they shall; to their deaths; and beyond. That shall be the way of it; as it is the way of the Scourge. Eternal life; eternal power; gifted to us by our Lord; Ner'zhul; perfection in all things; mind and body"

"Indeed..."

"Well, you had best be going. I have other duties to attend to."