The Quest For Jarek The Flame of The Etheral Dragon

 

The king, Dalibor Miroslava and Queen Mormor from the Mstislav bloodline sat on the throne admist the palace, the king, though not evil nor good was just a king but had to please several individuals. His wife was loyal to him as far as he knew in every regard however he still kept a close watch on her despite this. The King and Queen both wore tunics made of fur which was embroided with golden thread along with golden crowns upon thier heads, there was also emeralds adorning the crowns. The outer kingdom, as it was known was comprised of several tribes which were very primitive however there was an entire world of technologies that were slowly being leaked out into the world. This was one issue that needed to be addressed however the technology was not being leaked to the peasents of his realm but to the outer tribes, the King knew that if his servants gained access to these there could be alot of trouble. He had sent out his Viceroy to handle this problem but this seemed to have failed since rumors still circulated about various phenominon still occuring, such as dream manipulation. Now the King was deciding wither he should execute the Viceroy or torture him or perhaps both and if so in what method. He thought about sending instead his private first class to rough up some of the outer tribes people to get information out of them but they had become almost immune to all torture techniques by way of using hallacigenics and sheer will power. He also feared the relatiation of thier old magic. Skipping up the line so many chains of command such as the sergent major could upset some people along the way however this could also lead to some healthy competition. The use of the old magic was concerning to the king for several reasons, one being the defenses used to keep the castle secure could be penetrated, even without the use of technology however if combined with the technology it could be trouble. The only way they could be infliltrated was if someone was creating technology made from the castle materials associated with specific planets and according to legend these planets had long been annhilated. If this was true then this meant someone had the capabilities for intersteller travel, another huge problem for obvious reason. There were very few within the castle walls who even knew other planets existed so the dilemia was obvious. There had been strange reports taking place about spectors roaming the halls, black phantoms and voices into the heads of his top men with thereats of death and violence. The walls of the castle were comprised of inorganic material so the king could only be lead to think that it was by some type of organic means that this was taking place such as magic but he could be mistaken. Another problem that they were facing now was the outer tribes were obtaining technology that was rapidly catching up to what they had themselves which was a problem for several reasons. The King had not been able to figure out what purpose they would have for giving the savages of the outer realm such technology, the savages had nothing to offer in exchange besides numbers along with breeding. The viceroy had failed to govern the people of the Tribe of Dakota in several ways including keeping up with thier alliances and thier breeding. If they were able to breed unchecked then this could mean that they could build secret armies. The outer tribes were very primitive, they would not even know how to be able to use such technology. They still had not turned anything up which lead him to believe the worse. The gangs of the underground had somehow managed to gain access to a multitude of technolgy, much of it was reverse engineered from technology that had been scavaged from another time. "What troubles you my King" asked queen Moimir. He had been dozing off during the celebration which actually only caused him to have more stress since the planetary allighnments of this time could allow for potential intrusion and opportunities for magical opporations. He thought about executing his entire staff even but perhaps he was becoming paranoid. He gazed into the eyes of his wife, glimpsing there for a moment that fill of joy and love, like a divine spark for an instant his heart was filled. How much he wished he could live in that moment but then he openened his eyes and the guest swirled about him in thier festivle clothing, a redish orange to denote the color of the rising suns which were red and blue. The joys of so long ago washing away with the torrents of problems that surrounded him, the only good thing was that he had so far managed to keep the peasants happy but he feared that could soon also vanish, another problem that he worried about. "What could trouble me having such a beautiful wife by my side?" He wondered where his youngest son Kamen was, he was reaching the age where he would be wed however he feared that he had been mingling with the dregs of society. The King motioned for a servent to seek out his son Kamen, his daugter Lada was well in site surrounded by several suiters non of which pleased him or her however his concern was being alive for her wedding. His oldest Kresimira was practicing his skills with his sword in the training room There were rumors of another kingdom far away, wild specularions on its whereabouts that were really but a myth but where it was it wasnt certain. He had another son which he knew was going to be trouble since the two would likely want to compete for the throne. Kamen was 16, he was able to ride a horse well however he had trouble doing it in light armour but his skill with the bow was impecable but he seemed to lack knowledge that would be key for a King in order to rule such as diplomacy and he wasnt very charming so being able to secure a queen would become a problem. He also seemed to gravitate towards the dregs of society, how he was able to navigate out of the castle was yet of another concern. Kresimira was very inteligent, 19 years old, he lacked some of the fighting skills of his younger brother however he excelled in diplomacy along with overall people skills, he also managed to keep out of trouble and the fact that he was older put him in a good spot to inherate the throne and he didnt seem his wife being chosen for him, comfortable with carrying on tradition. The King motioned for his private, Hubert to go fetch Kresimira to tell him to meet in the armory. 2 The Liquid Crystals The Birtha Hackers were one of the most feared yet allusive gangs in the land. Sergent major Sam sat in the midst of a room of wires, the hum of computer processors whirring, this was at one time the main computer for the entire planets network before becoming a dinasaur. The Birtha Hackers had faught a war a long time ago, noone on the surfice knew aside from a few individuals in the upper ranks. There were at one point made to dial into programmed assasins however these assasins had long gone extinct. The computer was also used to manipulate orher people, electrodes had been implanted into the brains of most citizens, small jolts of electricity, very subtle, used to stimulate parts of the brain along with parts of the body. Instead of trying to remove these bio electrodes like so many others instead utilised them in a way that would enable them to use the stimulation. 01001, turn left, 0100111 open your eyes, 010101010101 pucker up your asshole, 0100001 go bash your head against a wall. Where most people had failed was that they tried to do away with the implants completely however thier bodies soon shut down. They had become habituated to the endorphenes and the signals sent throug thier bodies in an unnatural manner for so long that it was like reverse vacinating small pocks. First Sergent Emanual had been working on a way to hack into various beings throughout the world in small simulation because the moment this bad boy went back online they were sure to know about it. Who they were he didnt exaxtly know, programmed assasins that lurked in some timeless place ready to enter into the atmosphere. "Hows the test coming along Issaiah?" It was first sergeant Emanual, a lean muscled tall man who was older 70 years old but was looking still fresh as the day he turned 18. The simulations had been going surprising ly well now that they had one of the dragons eggs which put off a hue along with a buzz. "Ive managed to manipulate my own vision with only minor visages of images of what I input into the computer but this is something that is much diferent from just simple brain stimulation, this is actually placing images from the device into my own vision." All of the Birtha hackers garhered around, there was Sam, Mark, Ryan, Emanul and Issiah. The egg that powered the simulation was a bio organic material that managed to power the ancient device. The question now was where did they want to send the signals to, how long until the assasins manifested into this reality? "The attack last week was a substantual win" Sergent Major Sam declared. Last week they had managed to manipulate a small fraction of the room of the castle so that it appeared to be another room in the castle. They managed to make the maid think that she had gone crazy but it was not thier intention but she had been exexuted for practicing witch craft. "That poor sole," jeered Major Mark. He didnt much care to play tricks on innocent civilians despite that they were completely incompetant souls. The private first class was smart enough to follow orders due to fear of retaliation but stupid enough to carry them out despite the evidence pointing to the fact that the woman was clearly not insane. She was placed on display in a gruesome fashion with her body stripped naked before everyone, her hands were tied as her rear end was forced to sit on a large spike. Slowly this was forced into her rear end until it split her down the middle. Husbands stood in line with thier wives hoping that the new position for the maid would open up soon, men at arms stood outside ready to shoot any threats that came from a distance. From afar watched Ulf the Barbarian, perplexed that these people performed such ghastly acts. He needed to leave quickly before being spotted. He wore a device, lucky for him that cloaked him but Ulf did not know this. The damaged cloaking mechanism he wore would not last long especially since it was old and not built for him but these were all things Ulf didnt understand. All Ulf knew was how to smash the skulls of his enimies with impunity, he was just happening by here by complete accident. Ulf came from a land a far distance away, how far away it was he didnt know. He was using all of his survival skills that he knew such as trapping and survival in the elements, his battle axe was becoming a burden but he couldnt part with it. He could feel rage building up inside of him, how he would love to somehow just magically land in the midst of the crowed of soldiers and just begin smashing thier brains to bits. He couldnt imagine why such an awful thing would be done to such a pretty woman. Ulf knew that he could not stay for long, he knew that he had to leave but he couldnt tear his eyes away from the poor woman. Ulf sensed that he would die wandering out in the woods, deciding that he would rather die in battle he began to walk towards the crowed. 3 Ava rolled around in her bed as cold sweats began to pore down her face, she had been drinking teas that Omir had been giving her for some days now. He was mopping up the blood that she had tracked in, the shape of the prints were that of a wolf. "Omir why do I drink these teas?" She was becoming frustrated that he continued to have her administer the tea to herself, it was supposed to stop the transmutation of her transconfiguration. The truth is Omir didnt know what to do with the problem of the wolf pelt latching onto her, he didnt want to alarm Ava by telling her soon she would not be able to remove the wolf pelt, she may forever be transconfigured into a wolf. She felt that she lacked knowledge herself, she was now in a bad position and vulnerable, IMI was completely off line and she never really considered who was controlling her or if it was really even I.M.I. up to a certain point. She never considered that Omir would turn on her, she didn't wish to think such a thing, she had become so accustomed to him always having all of the answers in a timely fashion. "I will have to leave" Omir said. He would have to travel a long distance to retrieve some magical plants. Everything that he had tried so far had failed which was nerve racking since it was all of his knowledge. Ava had been chained to the bed, what was she supposed to do now? She thought back on the days of her initial training in meditation, she knew that she had long lost various techniques that could save her now. She could even circumvent the transmutation by sheer will power. She tried to protest to Omir but he assured her that the transmutation would likely still take place. 4 What could be awoken from the sheer vibration caused by the rings of the outer planet was known only to one person so when this was initiated ahead of schedule it caused a huge concern. The rings that turned did so in several ways, one way was that they created a code that augmented the reality of everything in front of them but it could also send out vibrations that had the ability to activate dormant cells. 5 The Unholy Ghost were a group of black magicians, hence thier name the Unholy Ghost. Since most black magicians worked alone the unholy ghost relied upon secrecy within thier organization. There was general Arne, Lieutenant Burchard, Major General Emil, Brigadier General Gerold, Colonel Hamlin, Lieutenant Colonel Alaric, Major Amabel, Captain Bartholomew, First Lieutenant Drogo and several others down the line. They had been working in secrecy for generations, knowing that there would be a moment when technology would fail but still since they lacked knowledge in technology they were vulnerable to attacks. The room was entirely black with red flames glowing behind hexes directed at thier rival gang The Blood Tides who were the equivilent of the offspring and direct descendants of god. General Arne recited an incantation to attempt to take over the will of another leader within one of thier rival gangs, The Bloodtides who had begun to work on a new drug that would take out the Vampires who had resorted to using thier curse as a means of warfare instead of recruitment. They had on thier alter another body from the one of The Bloodtides who healed as they cut to recite an incantation, before them stood a female presence, a witch named Amara, a powerful witch whom they commanded and gained knowledge from. Amaras body was fully naked, they used her knives to cut into the body of a virgin whom they had raised from an early age. They were surrounded by black candles made from the bone meal of sacrificed virgins. They needed to tap into the vamperic current of their enimies in order to halt the continued transmutation of the vampires that were rising up against them. They used the blood of thier sacrifice mixed with calamus root and licorice root along with the name of the general of the Bloodtides general Andrius. They sacrificed not the names of men nor woman upon thier alter but the names of Gods from a dead generation. 6 The Bloodtides The Vampire legion of the Bloodtides had managed to hide for legions because of thier discreetness along with thier secrecy. Darius the Lieutenant had gone off to begin turning vampires at will, this was a problem for several reasons. One, it would begin to take away from thier power as a hole since thier source was tied into one source which was the Dark Tree of Life, a secret that they kept since the finding of this tree and making it into a stake would kill them. "How do you like your steak?" asked Darius. He had managed to find his way up to a gold mine of morons on a planet called Earth. The place was ripe for the picking of poor souls who walked about oblivious to any other world. It was here that he planned to breed his secret army of undead vampires. He was sitting across from a woman whom he had purchased from an advertisement online that wasnt direct in its nature but with enough sense one could get the hint that it was a site to order prostitutes from. She went by the name Eloma, she said that she would like her steak rare. Darius was one of the first vampires to make it back to the planet earth in over 2000 years, it was one of the real reasons behind the crusades which was to find every vampire, kill them and find a way to stop them from entering again. Eloma was fairly young, 21 and just a freshman at her school. She enjoyed practicing violin in her spare time along with reading but her main focus was anatomy. Darius managed to use a simple magic trick that appeared like he was eating however this was only an illusion, the human mind was easy to fool especially primitive beings who didnt know much in the way of magic. The two hadnt just met, Darius had been with Eloma for years but he loved to date a woman for some time, he needed to create a slave that would cary out his task for him in case something happened to him. The ammount of time that it took to cover his tracks when he traveled was increasing since he dared not feed here, it would be to noticeable. "I would like to try something new" he said to her and she blushed, most of the men that she met were very simple and never wanted to try anything to Kinky. He sat her down on a chair, telling her to focus on a watch that he pulled out of his pocket. It was important to first drug her with variois plants using voodoo to create a zombie, he would then also have to bury her to make her think that she was dead. Turning a human into a vamp was easy but a vampire slave required more than a simple bite, it required making them think that they had actually died and that you were thier savior. Eloma would awaken the next morning after one of these dates forgetting that it ever happened. It would be like they had never met but then she would recall the date once they started the conversation with a que word that he chose which was Dafodil. He would follow this up by clinking the glass with a fork, her eyes would go blank for an instant. The moon was full, this was the night that he would bite her for the first time, she was completely under his sway now, she didnt even go to school any longer but she thought that she did. Her rent he had paid, he made it very important that his magic was only used on her to create a bond. The evening was crisp, the mortals scuttled about like insects, one could see thier breath except Darius didnt have any breath. Tonight was the night that they would make love, tonight was the night that she would be turned and she would forever be his slave. Each vampire would be hand picked by him, a tamed vamp slave that would do his bidding. She wore a black dress with lapels in an implied emroidery with black lace gloves and black heals with a buckle. He wore a pair of the most costly pants that he could find, with a dress shirt. He kissed her neck as he sat her down in the chair, rubbing her shoulders with some of his own blood. In the moonlight it appeared as if it was silver, silver tinsel on the ground in puddles, that beautiful bliss of heightened senses causing the supreme rush of blood lust and his eyes glowed a brite white. Darius removed the slip from her shoulders, kissing her neck as he softly pinched her nipples which were hued with a hint of peach colr, they erected immideately and he could smell the scent of her endorphenes along with her lust as she became moistened. There were legends that vampires could not have sex but this was not the case, thier power was often mistaken to take place on an animal plane, the earthly plane but this was not the true. Thier power was derived from a spiritual source of the original causeality of thier species. Faces of lovers like phantoms flashed into the mind of Darius who was older than the planet Earth itself. He had been to various other planes throughout his life but he had never once been a human being on Earth or any other planet. All legennds of his kind had been passed down to Earth from visiters from other planets, the lore had been mutilated like any other text. The two made love for what would be the last time, she would awaken with a man in her bed that she had never met with memories as real as pain. She would have a job that she thought she had for a long time with a new husband that she would also have memories from however the child would be hers. Eloma awoke the next morning to find her husband, a complete stranger, lying in her bed. His name was Derik, 25 years old and he knew nothing of his past either. As far as he knew Eloma was his long time HighSchool sweetheart, they attended prom together, were married and she worked as a bio-mechanical engineer, a bery important role. He worked as a chef at a very prestigiois restaurant and the child that grew inside of her was a monster. 7 General Andrius was watching the humans breed, he was amused by how easily they were pleased by such mundane needs being fulfilled. He was the only one who knew of this facility, aside from the human slave scientist that he held over his sway along with the Emporer and Empress. "Your daily report sir" droned the being that Andrius simply called K, he had to eliminate a through j since they either became to smart or to stupid to carry out his task just the way he wanted it. The scientist along with himself had managed to create these humans in a manner that was different, completely natural so he focused on maintaining an environment that seemed natural. If they noticed that thier environment was not natural then a number of things could go wrong. They could have a psychological break down from the realisation that they had been living in an artificially created environment, the food they were provided seemed to grow naturally daily but was only plants replaced from the underground and he was sure not to place any other male inside of the room. He had learned better than that from the last time when the males became aggressive, each wanting the woman for themselves only. The men fought, one beating the other to death brutally and now there was only one male in the room and ten females, each of whom he had managed to impregnate succesfully. This came to be known as room A, room B was already underway, this was to be a safefuard incase for some reason the war above ground failed, no blood being spilled and rained down onto the earth to feed them through the bio-organic veins of the planet that they now fed on. The area was dark, catecombs that seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky, spikes covered the walls to prevent digging to reach the blood. The area that they lived in now was surrounded by ocean, old volcanos, reinforced by a dead race in this planet called dwarves. This was another dilemia that they were facing which was the maintenance of the place in which they inhabited. Second Lieutenant Hapi stood in line to feed, how he wished he could just sink his teeth into a squarming human. His turn was approaching, the Tertiary veins of the ground were the only thing that they could sink thier teeth into for the time being. "I heard that there is a drought coming." It was one of the fighters from the mitary, rumors had been circulating that the last war above had not produced enough blood to sustain them until the the next war. There were alot of rumors going about however what was true and what wasnt true was becoming tough to dicern. The Emperor Adrian Aspall along with the Empress Alice Aspall continued to have all of the fun, they at one time had a host of humans that they could bring to thier rooms. They sat on thrones made of bones, thier tunics were made from the flesh of Kings and Queens of conquered empires. They had before them humans on leashes, 6 in total that they just kept as pets, sometimes the humans would fuck and the vampires enjoyed the energy that they put off when they were fornicating. The Queen was as old as time itself if not older, stemming from the realm of darkness on a plane of existence that was beyond the capacity of any to reach. The only weapon that could destroy them came from the Dark Tree of life where non could reach. Other vampires were not easy to kill by any means and would require a stake through the heart made from the evergreen from a specific evergreen was required which was from a land of fae. Doors made from bones stood before the queen and King, these doors opened up to a room that had a bridge made of silver that crossed a river of silver nitrate and on the other side was an entire pack of hungry werewolves. The werewolves guarded a chest that was also made of silver, the chest was brought by the Boat Builders by the Tribe of Metztli which translates Goddess of Night since the tribe considered the two to be Gods and Goddesses. Inside of the chest was one of the dragons eggs. 8 The Marquess who went by the name Blagoy knocked on the door of Avas home. Ava, tied to the bed was unable to answer the door. She was also gagged, the door continued to be knocked upon. Ava knew that it was likely for the best that she stayed strapped to the bed. The shackles that were around her wrist, ankles and neck were made mostly from silver so once the transmutation started to take place she was instantly being burned, the transmutation shifting from human to non human. Blagoy hearing the screams now had a reason to go into the house. He tried for the door which had some odd emblems upon it but he didnt think anything of it, he listened through the door and all he could hear was screaming. Blagoy was no dummy by any means, he knew alot of tricks from experience and noticed wards when he seen them. There were those who were very superstitious, warding off against entities that either never existed or against ones that no longer esisted. One could discern by the style of the sigil ward what erra they were created in, some were even custom wards such as this one. The language was alien for a lack of a better word, Blagoy wondered now if it was wise to walk into the house. The screech of a black eagle could suddenly be heard, the sound loud enough to shatter the glass along with the shackles which transconfigured into red butter flies. The red butter flies then attached themselves to the door, glowing red hot before the sigils lit up and ignited the door. Blagoy was surrounded suddenly by the swarm that swirled around him for a glimps before rushing skywards towards the eagle which flew upwards into the sky to fade away. Blagoy, hunched down, slowly stood up, his tunic he straigtened along with his froc hat after he beat the dust off of his trousers. A howel suddenly ensued from the home, Ava, transconfigured fully into the werewolf leapt over the threshold and over him, sprinting off into the distance before vanishing into the woods. Blagoys discernment wavering he stepped upon a trap door which was luckily for him not so deep but was deep enough to keep him trapped. Standing up he peered towards the sky, the only lucky thing was that the hole which was more of a rectangle was warded against something, what he couldnt be certain but if he recalled his studies from long ago he it was from something not nice. 9 They stood inside of the war room with the map of the upper Kingdom before them. They knew of both lands which they would depend on for war but this was not going to even come close to happening in enough time. They had grown very accustomed to thier consistent blood supply but now it was wavering, they haf fallen behind on technological advances, thier magic had grown week and thier legions stale do to not being able to march out in the open. Vampires did not usually have problems with black magic so the fact that it was occuring caused Justinas to be concerned. It would have to be some very powerful black magic to take over the will of another vampire. He thought about if he should bring it up to General Andrius but he thought better of it. There were legends of a land of magic that was said to inhabit a numner of creatures but this was only a myth akin to a bes time story. First Lieutenant Hapi thought about making a wise crack about placing ones fate into fairy tales but thought the wiser of it. Another thought on asking where the Emperor and Empress were but thought better of that also. "If this land" gasped Major Darius "does exist, how do you propose we fight such creatures?" 10 In the barrens of the streets the dregs of society suffored the most from a loss of blood. Small gangs had begun to form, such as The Unholy 8, The Anarchs, The Scavengers and The Araches, taking over brothels and placing all of thier resources such as frozen blood into one place. In the river an old crone named Dika scrapped the bottom of a river to scour for remains which were filtered. Sometimes they would come across some old bones from humans which contained marrow which was used to make a stew for the multitude. The woman scraping the river came across an item, an entire body suit that was caught inside of a net. How she had never came across it until now she would never know. Duri, her son, was in the boat with her. His mother was very cruel towards him, she commanded him in a very rough tone of voice to help her lug the item into the boat. In the woods was a small humanoid creature, watching the event, likely the only humanoid creature left on the planet. This being had a place on this dead planet that was untouched by anything, it seemed to be a magical place that no one could see and it was large enough to keep him sustained. He had come out of the area because of an intuition, something that told him to be here. Back at the home was the two sisters who had been takin in by a head hunter Benis. Benis hunted down other vampires who he felt like they had more than thier fair share and killed them. The spoils he brought to the two sisters Audra and Aegel who did nothing but look thier best. Duri on the other hand was treated very badly, forced to stay outside when Benis was there. Duri was told not to come into the dwelling when Benis was there for fear that he would stop bringing them gifts. The two continued to home with the newly discovered item in the boat, nervous that they would be discovered by someone Dika thought of a way to hide the package but knew that she would likely not be able to pass by the check point with it. Dika grabbed Duri by the hair, looking her son dead in the eye, his sockets sunken in. "Take this thing Duri and wait in graveyard." The graveyards were really no longer graveyards, each grave having long ago been dug up, they were more like useless scrap yards, not even a bone could be found there now but Duri knew where she meant. She shoved Duri out of the boat, throwing the package on top of him which knocked the wind out of him for an instant before he reappeard like a buoy. Dika continued to row the boat up to the checkpoint that was blocked by a blockade of sharpenened trees. A bridge ran across the blockade where two guards waited with metal lances. One of the guards held the blade near to Dikas throat as the other on jumped on board. She had on her only a bit of blood dust that they had managed to strain from the lake which was the legal ammount to carry. Still the guards seemed to give her a hard time, even scaging for small bits of dust was becoming tough to come about. One of the guards jumped down, he recalled that there was two of them in the boat. "Where's the other" asked one of the guards. These were mere Regnants from the leader of The Unholy 8 whos territory this belonged to. They usually didnt bother with her do to Benis but Benis was still just one person and he was even liable to become disposible at this time. The guard checked underneath the boat, rocking it like he was expecting it to put off some type of treasure. "He will be back later, hes still scavaging." One of the guards peered off into the distance as if expecting to see Duri but there was only the hopeless wasteland before him. "Im to hungry to deal with this, im going to get a quick drink" said the guard with the spear. The guards were allowed rations from the wall but only after the others. The other guard jumped up to the bridge with quickless as if to display his prowness before Dika. He would not stand a chance against Benis who hunted Vamps such as him daily. The guards allowed her to pass, she thought about what was inside of the package, she only seem an emblem which she remembered quite well. She now had to worry about how to bide her time along with making up another excuse as to why her son was gone. She only hoped that noone spotted him, she would surely be dead if anyone found Duri. 11 The Unholy 8 were a vampire gang of the other 3 that ran the area, a brood that managed to get by mainly with the help of Daiva who was very alluring, she had around her neck a piece of jewlery that fed her from an astral plane. This piece of jewlery was useless to anyone not her kin, feeding her vamperic energy from the astral plane. They managed to get a jump on things by having forseen the future of events that were to occur. Daiva was able in turn able to help the others to survive by feeding them this vamperic energy. The kneclace had been passed down from her mother whos mother in turn gave it to her. "Going to the blister" asked Herkus. The blister was a term for the sabbath, it used to be a place where vampires went to eat the blood of a euchrist. Now it was a place where they met to collect thier ideas, formulate plots along with gaining sanctuary. They had been tossing around the idea of forming up with The Anarchs along with the Black Hand, the question now was if they should rob the blood bank. "I think even thinking about the idea is a bad idea let alone talking about it" Anton said. They were being fed by magic for the time being however even Daiva was not going to be able to continue feeding them from the astral plane for so long, she sensed that it was causing a disruption in reality, creating a rift that would eventually cause chaos in another world and the magic wore on her as well in other ways them being deprived of blood. It was madness though, the cousins of (romantic interest perhaps) Emporess Aspall had the area protected at all times with legions of soldiers who each wielded spears. They kept an exact count on how many people went in along with how many people were let out. There were days, long gone now to when people had blood readily available. Sorin along with Daiva were very beautiful in thier own ways, Sorin was tall and skinny with jet black hair while, she often wore a synthetic leather for pants that were covered with a metal mesh, her top was a thin chainmail. Daiva was short in a noticable way, she often joked that one of her parents was a dwarf. "I heard that they are looking for a weapon." Herkus scoffed, the mythological fairy tale pissed him off to no end. Something else created to keep them in constant turmoil. Sorin had been working on seducing lieutenant Hapi who had been trying to be promoted to a higher rank. They were to meet soon in a spot of his choosing, he had been talking about teaching her how to shoot a bow. Hapi was a skilled soldier though he was now learning how to wield a sword along with wearning heavy armor. Vanda ran his finger along Sorins face, thinking on a time when she had been a human. Now they were ageless, standing in the remains of thier parents whos souls had long been away. "Will you fuck him Sorin?" It was easy to spot usually when another vampire had sex however there were also ways to cover it up. "I must leave, Hapi will want to give me the dirt on where to meet" Sorin said. Dirt was an easy way to show someone where to meet, it would be in on one of the graves they maintained. Deep in the forest several other types of undead creatures walked about, they didnt wander into the area usually but it was known when they did. They were used to killing small zombies which they seen the way humans see flies. Sorin made her way to go meet Hapi when suddenly there came a noise from behind, it was one of the members of The Anarchs Vince of the Anarchs, they wanted to kidnap her to try to get the necklace despite being told it wouldnt work on them nor could it be removed however they were told different. Vince attacked her very suddenly from behind, grabbing her and pulling her towards a grave full of generically modified zombies that the gang had cooked up. They thought if she was just torn to shreds then that would surely get the necklace off. Sorin, grasping the plan quickly knew to allow her to be drug towards the grave, before suddenly escaping Vinces week grasp. The sheer sudden movement along with the surprise of the escape suddenly threw Vince off guard, he himself falling into the grave. Horrid screams escaped from his lips, the creatures tearing at his flesh as he was attempted to be rejuvinated. Sorin was running behind schedule, moons in the sky appeared along with some planets, it never really ever grew dark here, there was ultra violent along with other degrees of light. Managing to slay the zombies in the grave she took advantage of the kill, taking several parts of the bone of the dead attacker. She was now suspiciois about the meeting but she decided to go to the location anyways. Sorin was going to have to hurry, she didnt want anyone to know where she was meeting him. The dirt in the grave was discernable but questionable. The area it alluded to was dangerous to say the least which meant that he was becoming more weary about meeting, requiring any would be followers having to transverse through some bad areas. Sorin continued down the path, she could never see to well in the dark as a human but now she was able to see almost everything. The bone she managed to sharpen against her teeth, she transversed through the hoard like a hot knife through butter. The longer she travelled through the path the more enfleshed the zombies became which was intriging since it meant that they were eating well. The bone knife that she made glew with the charm she threw onto it by a slight incantation that she remembered mixed with some of her blood. She placed a few down as markers so that she would be able to find her way back. She stuck some of the bone markers into some of the fleshy zombies, all she could think was that it better be some damn good news. She could hear voices up ahead, she could recognise the voice of Kevin of the Anarchs. It seemed that it could have just been sheer coincidence and Hapi wasnt setting a trap but it was. Seeing closer she noticed that Kevin wasnt talking to anyone, only himself, this is when she was ran through with a spear suddenly. She used all of her strength to keep from screaming, she did not want to draw attention to the area, the meeting with Hapi had to occur. They all attacked her one moment after the other, each running lances through her as Kevin walked up towards her. "Sorin", he said it like a bad joke, almost sounding like a question. The spears were certainly in and it was certainly sore. Lexi stalked up to place her hand to grasp the knecklace but a forcefield kept her hand from grabbing it. Several zombies were now approaching causing some of the members of the Anarchs to disengage. Lori stabbed one of the zombies through the head with her spear, the only way to kill a zombie. Once one of these things latched onto you it was almost immpossible to get them off of you. Since zombies were considered undead they did not turn from vampire bites but instead some part of what was once thier previous soul was infected. Over time the vampires body would begin to deteriorate, this was another trick to slowly kill the undead. kevin was the next to be bitten, the zombie latching onto him while everyone besides Lori removed thier spears from Sorin. The group moved fast, striking at the zombies with thier spears, making clean work but there were hoards if them unlike anything they had seen before. "Where in the fuck are all of these zombies coming from!?" exclaimed Robert. Sorin was already healing rapidly from the power of the amulet before suddenly turning into a cloud of smoke. She was a speck of conscioisness all of the sudden, seeing the battle unfold below her, her enimies unable to turn to mist because of the zombies latching onto them. The hoard of zombies continued to make thier way towards the barracks, latching onto vamps that had no way to remove themselves. Major Justinas stepped out to witness the hoard of zombies approaching, screams in the distance erupted. He called upon major general Ramunas to to round up some of the other men. "Ramunas!" Ramunas ran up, saluting Justinas as he searched for his dagger. Justinas said that he needed him to round up all of the men that he could, some of the men were off at another location searching for something they were told was oval shapes, made of emerald and had around it variois electronic equipment. Hoards of vamp civillians were running away from the zombies, some tried to fight but it was to no avail. The zombies would gang up on one vamp until atleast one latched on, once that happened they would kill the vamp before moving onto the next one. Ramunas darted off towards the area where his brigade was, 50 men under his command each trained in variois combat skills. They had shields made from the bones of thier forefathers bone marrow, fused with variois metals. He explained to them that they were to go in search of an item, giving them the description, one made a joke regarding the female anatomy, some of the men laughing. Colonel Arula on the other hand was given a different task which was to get the zombies away from the blood supply. If they managed to get into there to destroy it then they would have no hope, they already depleted thier supply more than was expected, feeding the troops that were to march out. During all of this there was yet another group who had managed to store enough blood and was attempting to upsurp the entire kingdom in another fashion. They planned on doing this by way of poisoning the blood supply that the soldiers fed off of. The Black hand consisted of General Melro, Lieutenant Han, Major General Arthur, Brigadier Wellington, Colonel Cromwell, Lietenant Takeda, Major Nitz, Captain Ruance and first Lieutenant Mashita. General Melro of the blackhand had found a poison that they themselves could become immune to. They started off by chewing on the John Crow Plant, before then making it into a tea, eventually they injected themselves with it. "How will we obtain a large enough quantity of the plant?" The group became upset at John Crow at first, they had convulsions along with throwing up but before to long they became immune to the toxin. They knew that if the supply became tainted then they would be able to withstand the toxin. The Wasp People who lived even further down in the catecombs were said to have access to the veins of the blood supply. https://archive.org/details/monstermanualii1stedition/page/n66/mode/1up This is who general Melro of the blackhand had in mind regarding on how to poison the supply. "How is it that you plan to even get there" asked General Arthur. The catecombs were hard to transverse even for a vampire. They were narrow containting thorns which dripped acid that would eventually eat through anything. The ability to turn into smoke for so long of a time was difficult to manage, it was limited to a short period of time. "I suppose by magic?" It was Lietenant Takeda, he said it smuggly but he was only partially correct. General Melro had procured an enchantment that he hoped was legit. It along with some other ingidients would help to enable one of them to travel to the wasp people who were not really people but just large wasp with high inteligence. They would surely put up a fight if thier plan was discovered. "Who here would be capable of performing such a task?" Mashita was the only female in the group, she had been practing a ritual in secret and she was the only one who knew of it. "Mashita will descend into the subteranian level" said General Melro. The poison would be injected into the main vein of what could be considered as the central nervous system of the planet. The idea was that the entire populace would be poisoned, then they would be able to sustain easily. 12 In the land where Ulf the Barbarian was from and was now an outcast held one of the dragons eggs, this egg was a bright red and had around it gold coil, it was guarded by vulchings in the midst of a desert, buried deep in the sand. The area in which the barbarian tribes resided was completely different. It was tropical, various wild life grew in regions that had plant life that was unknown by anyone else. If anyone approached the area where the chest was then the vulchings, the chest itself had an enchantment placed upon it but none of the Barbarians knew much about magical enchantments. Ulf was a good ways off from where he needed to be but he dared not return to his land. He had little knowlege besides on how to beat things with a stick which he would certainly have to accomplish. There wasnt anything around besides the sand, the hills along with some strange plants that appeared here and there. The medicine people spoke of these plants, saying that they were dangerous if consumed at the wrong time but helpful if ine ate them at the correct hour. The plant was made of some compound not from the planet that had seemed to somehow maintain out in the desert, seemingly placed here so something could at the very least be able to survive. This is what was said to haunt the land Ulf was from but noone had actually ever seen them. Ulf was beginning to regret very much now the decisions that he had made. He thought about going back to plead to ne let back in but he knew that he would be killed on site. He could see out of the corner of his eyes what seemed to be something following him, he stretched his arm out and it seemed to reach over the horizen. The sun turned a bright blue as it reached overhead, several shadows seemingly walking over ulf as he treked his journey across the hot land. He managed to rip a piece of the cactus off, taking it with him as it dripped small ammounts of water that Ulf dripped into his mouth which was cracking. Having to choose between thirst or pain Ulf bit into the cactus to suck out all of the water that he could, his mouth bleeding from the pain inside of his mouth. Ulf continued to make his trek, managing to kill a small creature that he found along the way. He made some crude coverings for his shoes that made a squishy noise underneath his feet. They felt itchy underneath his feet after the slippery feeling of guts faded. Ulf continued with his long trek, voices started to enter into his head, small whispers telling him that he was doing great but they seemed to laugh as it was happening. Ulf stuck the cactus into his mouth, chewing on the piece as his mouth bled. It was painful but yet at the same time he felt so much relief as the water dripped into his mouth. Ulf began to have flash backs to his childhood, his family which had long been gone. He recalls his father trying to teach him how to fight but Ulf was always much slower than the others and was not to handy with a sword. He would complain that the swords were to bulky which would only make everyone else mad including the blacksmith. ******* Atomies darted in once in a while trying to capture what was in the chest, they really had no motive other than to just see if they could capture what was inside. Vulchings would swoop down to capture them, devouring the poor creatures as they screemed. It was a brutal terretory however it seemed to maintain a strange habitat in a way. Ulf had been outcast by the shaman of his tribe before being rejected by every other tribe in the land. He had been using the cloaking device to spy on the other tribes, having been found by all of the Shamans who had come together to find out who had been breaking into others tents at night. It had gotten so out of hand that the people even began to fear the worse which was that they were being stalked by some type of greater demon which wasnt unknown to happen it just hadnt happened for a long time. What irritated the tribe even more was that Ulf just sat back as the entire town went into a frenzy. Bands if tribes were sent out onto wild goose chases to look for the shadow culperate. They went through an entire supply of tormental in order to ward off the spirit but what was odd was that the tormental only ended back in the supply. Ulf could barely contain his laughter. Hyansinth was planted so that they may forsee the unexpected event, they even sent out some firefriends to attack the would be assalent. This is when they finally discovered Ulf, the towns people intriqued by his device which they immideately took. Ulf was eventually led out into the dessert, he survived off of the Atomies with the sharpened a stick that he was given. The sun was beaming down intensly, something like ice managed to tinkle down onto them despite the intense heat and it even created a glass of sorts around Ulf who had to make some shoes from the creature that he killed but this was after several failed attempts, the shoes were really not much more than something from covering his feet. It was at this point that a rainbow appeared in the form of what was a solid glass crystaline piece that had light fractals through it but when Ulf went to place his hand into it it came to a sudden stop. Leperchons were rare, they were almost never seen by anyone with such a low inteligence but it seemed this one was sent as an intervention. Ulf stared at the creature for some time, the thing seemingly mocking his moves. Ilf held out some of the food to it but it didnt do anything besides to continue to mock him. Ulf started to become angry, swinging his stick at the creature, the stick passing through, the creature only continuing its mockery. The rain continued to fall onto the scorched sand that cooked into crytal, it was then that a rope seemed to appear down a hole into the sand that had solidified. Ulf peered down the hole, he did not know how to climb rope and now he was regretting not gaining that skill. A memory came to him from when he was a child, out in the forest with some of his peers. "Climb it Ulf" one of the kids said, he had what appeared to be chops for a beard despite him being young and he poked at Ulf with a stick. Ulf couldnt climb, couldnt run fast, Ulf couldnt handle a sword and soon Ulfs parents would be dead. Ulf fell from the tree, hitting the ground before he knew it. The wind was knocked out of him, Ulf was still peering down the hole. He placed his hands on the rope that seemed almost slippery, there was no way that he was going to be able to climb down without some serious injury.