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(By now, one would think, you would understand that I'm not going to let one vampire kill a whole squadron of guardians, and if you do not run you will not survive.. I let you off the hook at the lake, but you just wouldn't give up. <_< )

 

Unfortunatly, that archer and the one next to him already had their arrows nocked, and they launched before you could bring the bow to the ready. The first arrow ripped through your shoulder and caused a backlash that allowed the other to only graze your forhead. Were it not timed perfectly, you would already be dead, and the though caught up with you as you fell backward from the force of the blow. The guardians that had followed you were quickly gaining ground, their weapons raised high, and the one you had blinded was flailing about madly with a dagger he pulled from his belt.

 

Amidst the chaos, you could also sense that you were about to become a pincushion. The bow you had confiscated was dropped in the brush as you fell, and it would take a few minutes to find it again. Time to think quick.

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"The city Faortinber, is an imporatnt location in the world of men, if it were to fall to the vampires there army of 2000 men, would be 2000 more vampires to plague the world." He paused to see if his old friend had renewed his 'happiness'.

 

"why are you suspicious of me Kin', I have known you since before the deslolation, and I know that more than anything these past years of passivness that you have wanted to go to war, to strike vengence on those that we were made to strike vengeance upon." Before you can reply Kelar and the other 4 gaurdians of the council step in behind the eldset...

 

Kelar speaks to you, "we did not include you Kin' Sharion, for we already knew your position on the matter."

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OOC:Might as well end this now before I get killed.

 

IC:Volrath saw the other Guardians charging towards him about 10 feet away. He saw a large stick and decided it was his best chance. He grabbed the stick when the stampede was about five feet from him. He ran towards them with all the speed left in his body and jammed the stick into the ground and poll vaulted over the Guardians. He then made a mad dash to the vampire camp.

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Kin'sharion's suspicion slowly fades at the sight of the other council members, at least from the outside. "While you were correct in your assumptions, I dislike the fact that you did not even send word of a meeting to me... But that can be forgiven. If we are to be of any aid to Faortinber, then I must rally the army at once. There is no time to waste.." He turned to look over his shoulder, his battle array resting silently at the altar, "we leave immediatly."

 

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OOC: A wise decision Volrath, I congratulate you on your wisdom. ;)

 

IC: This time, the Guardians recognized the direction in which he was headed, and dashed quickly after him in hopes of slaying the wounded vampire before he could relay to the others. Their chase failed, their arrows only glancing the agile figure and their feet unable to keep up. They eventually gave up and began to scatter once more in preperation for battle, though the vampire knew little of their plans there.

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"I failed in my mission, but I did survive." Volrath thought to himself as he slid through the underbrush into the vampire camp. There were a mob of vampires around the center of the camp which held Xiton and the other highly respected vampires. He limped towards them as he took out all the arrows from his body. The vampires quickly moved out of the way knowing that he was the only vampire that was outside of their camp. He moved towards Xiton. "Xiton, I was outside of the camp looking for potential attack routes the Guardians may take." he said quickly to Xiton.

 

"Really. Did you gather any information?" he asked as he assessed Volrath and saw the large hole in his gut and several smaller holes from arrows.

 

"I could not find any information on where they will attack from, but they attack at dawn, Xiton." he replied.

 

"I would have expected more from "Volrath the Guardian Slayer". Regardless of the fact that you killed so many Guardians you still failed to gather nearly any information? Your a pathetic excuse for a vampire. You have lost all of my respect. Go to the outer circle of the camp and protect us from there." Xiton replied coldy.

 

Volrath wandered to the edge of the camp ready to take his position at dawn. Until then he would lick his wounds using minor herbs from what he could find inside the camp.

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OOC: There was no way you could have known that they would attack at dawn... But I will let it slide once more (seeing as I can't really do anything about it).

 

IC: By the time Volrath had reached the outer circle, the blazing circle of fire known as the sun had risen in signal of dawn, and still no attack had been made. The camp slowly began to tire and found themselves sleeping quickly. Only a few sentries, including the unfortunate Volrath, had been disallowed the priviledge of rest... And were the first to see, in the light of the late burning dawn, the destruction unfold.

 

Altarus' troops materialized out of th forest with lightning speed. Without a word, they slew sentries in passing, cutting off their agonized cries before they could wake their brethren. They didn't attack from any one direction, but instead they came from all sides, pressing in quickly to suffocate the vampire army.

 

When they broke the treeline unopposed, they unanimously shouted into the camp, "For the the true gods, hell to the enemies of light!" And began to slay their still groggy foe as the vampires rose from their interrupted sleep. The ring of steel and the spray of blood began to fill the camp.

 

(your move, Volrath)

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Volrath jumped out of the way as a male without a father sword rammed into the ground next to him. He was caught in the chaos of the battle. The sword struck down again, this time grazing the back of his cloack riping it off. It revealed Volrath's face which was heavily scarred from all the combat he had endured and the entire left side showed signs of heavy burning. The Guardian that was attacking him seemed to gasp,seeing how heavily scarred Volrath was for his age, but continued attack him. "These dented bracers are effecting my combat potential too much." he said to himself as he riped off his left and right bracer. He then drew his wakizashis as he leaped into the air to dodge the Guardians next assault. In mid air he slashed at the Guardian's eyes, blinding him. "Now for the fin..." he thought to himself before hearing vampire screams off in the distance. "The Guardian lives....for now." he said to himself as he sprinted into the distance to deal with the other threats.
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Volrath sprinted towards the screams and saw three Guardians slaughtering sleeping vampires. "Let's test how much I've healed." he said to himself as he ran to the nearest Guardian. He saw Volrath before he could strike and brought his male without a father sword down on him, praying to split his head in half. Volrath unsheathed his wakizashis and blocked the attack with one and jammed the blade of the other into the small crease between the Guardian's greaves and boots. He fell on the ground and writhed with pain, though Volrath knew that he would get up in a moment. A wave or pain rippled through his left forarm as an arrow struke it. He roared with pain as he riped it out of his arm and prepared to block as the other two Guardians ran to him. He blocked ones attack and jumped out of the way of the others, just as the first Guardian stood up and prepared to engage Volrath in combat once again.
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Mt. Tatu

 

I am sorry you were not notified Kin' Sharion," the edler says, "but you will be included in our next decision..." The Eldest and the rest of the council lead you back to the council chamber, before you enter you notice a croud forming around the double doors that lead inside, you are gathering attention. the crouds are gone however as the doors close behind you. seated at the table is a human, surrounded now by the seated council.

"this," the elder says, "is our contact from faortinber... he is here to help us decide our tactics... our choices are open battle, as is customary, a seige, ambush... whatever."

 

The Wilderness

 

Xiton was one of the first to wake, and a grim smile crosses his face as he began running toward what seemed tobe the largest concentration of gaurdians, he sensed 20 or 30 gaurdians spread through the trees. He felt quite tired, and stayed within the shadows to avoid being burned, but through his centuries of 'life' he had become accustumed to daywalking.

 

Just as he was bearing down on a gaurdian he launched himself into the trees, breaking off a branch while pearched on a lower one. The guardian on the ground heard, and saw) Xiton, but no effort would deflect his attack as he leaped to the ground with the broken branch pointed towards the bracing gaurdian. The point of the broken end stabbed through the gaurdians neck and thw weight of the vampire holding it forced him to the ground, bleeding.

 

Xiton, stood from his kneeling position over the wounded gaurdian, the branch through his neck pinning him to the soft earth. Xiton strolled in a circle around the gaurdian, "what do you want me to do, Protector?"

 

Through gurgling and spitting of blood the gaurdian spoke, "I shall not fall." the words were confident and made Xiton laugh.

"oh really?" he scoffed and threw a stone at the gaurdian with all of his strength. "and if i was to do this-" Xiton lunged at the pinned gaurdian, flying through air with incredibal speed, his mouth open wide, fangs glistening.

With a movement nearly to fast for a mortal to perceive the gaurdian pulled the branch from his neck and knocked Xiton to the ground, quickly standing and drawing his male without a father sword.

"who scoffs now?" the gaurdian says pressing the male without a father sword into Xitons chest. A grim smile crossed the vampires face as the blade peirced his body, he climbed up the blade, even as it peirced through him into the ground. Xitons claws slashed in the gaurdians face and as he fell backward into the dirt he was surrounded and consumed by lesser vampires that had arrived.

Xiton pulled the blade from his gut and threw it onto the feeding vampires, scattering them. "move you scum! I want to look upon my kill-"

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