Fantasy RP The Cursed Twilight Fangs which Devoured God's Chosen

[Lord Sesshoumaru]

@CruelAndUnusual
@Lord Sesshoumaru
Name:

Lena The MoonBound : Heroine

Lena

Age:
23

Gender:
Female

Unique Skills / Blessings:
(Unique Blessings)
Divine Health: Lena is immune to diseases and can choose whether or not she becomes impregnated when she has sex.
Blessed Steed: Lena carries a small figurine of a unicorn that can transform into a living mount when she speaks a prayer. It reverts to its original form if it is slain or if she dismounts from it.
Moonbound: Like Evie, Lena's strength waxes and wanes with the moon. She is strongest during a full moon and weakest during a new moon.

( Skills)
Weapon Training: Lena is skilled with a variety of weapons, particularly the longsword.
Holy Smite: Lena's attacks can channel radiant energy that is particularly devastating to undead.
Lay on Hands: Lena can heal wounds with a touch and a prayer.
Divine Sense: She has an uncanny awareness of when undead, demons, angels, Bel Necra, or her sister are near her, though she can't determine what direction they are.

Appearance:
She looks almost identical to her sister, with the same petite body and soft face. However, her hair is golden with a single streak of black, her right eye is brown and her left eye is blue, and she has a birthmark in the shape of a solid circle, exactly the right size to fill the empty space in the middle of Evie's birthmark. She wears gleaming plate armor that is well fitted to her slender body. When not in combat, she typically wears a white dress.

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Evie The Moon Bound : Right hand of The Twilight Fang

Name:
Evie

Age:
23

Gender:
Female

Unique Skills / Blessings:
(Unique Blessings)
Eternal Loyalty: She is cursed to be utterly loyal to Bel Necra, regardless of what he does to her or what he forces her to do.
Dark Regeneration: Damage to her body heals at an accelerated rate, and she can even regrow amputated limbs and other body parts. This also means that her virginity is restored after every time she has sex.
Moonbound: Since she shares a soul with her twin sister, neither of them can be at full strength at the same time as the other. Their strength is bound to the cycles of the moon. During a new moon, Evie has superhuman strength, reflexes, and mental fortitude. She weakens throughout the lunar cycle, and during a full moon, she is barely able to stand up without help.

( Skills)
Draining Kiss: If she kisses someone, she can try to sap their strength, render them more vulnerable to mind control powers, or even cause them to fall asleep. The effect is strongest if she kisses someone on the mouth or the genitals, but can be used on other parts of the body as well.
Siren's Call: She can let out a scream that attracts dark creatures--such as undead, demons, and tentacle horrors--to her location. She has no special ability to influence them once they arrive, however.
Womb of Death: If impregnated, she can abort the fetus at will.
Animate Member: While wearing a strap-on, Evie can cause it to behave like a living cock, including becoming erect, pleasuring her when touched, and ejaculating when she orgasms (though the semen that comes from it is black in color and sterile).

Appearance:
Slender and petite, she has long raven hair with a single streak of blonde in it. Her left eye is brown and her right eye is blue. The only blemish on her pale skin is a small birthmark in the shape of a ring on her lower back. She dresses in all black, and favors crop tops and short skirts with fishnets, with a dark hooded cloak over it all when it's cold or when she wants to be discreet.

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Bel Necra : The Twilight Fang Necromancer

Name:
Bel Necra Ber'Ith
(original Name: GiG )

Age:
N/A
(body stopped aging, however far older then one could truly realize )

Gender:
Male

Unique Skills / Blessings:
( Unique Blessings)
Mastery Over Life, and Death
( Dark Blessing Of Regeneration / Curse of Immortality / Undeath )
Loved Child of the Dark Goddess
(Doomed / Blessed to Always Find the soul of prior lover )
Cursed Armaments / Blessing of the Soul Harvester
( bound to the Reaper's scythe, can change it into Onyx sword, however if enemy is slain by it, can not be reanimated or resurrected )

( Skills)
Create Undead
Control Over Dark Souls
Mind Manipulation
Soul Corruption
Shadow Tendrils / Grasp
Bone Wall / Spike
Revive / Reanimate
Monster Tamer
Bestial Trainer
(combination of Monster, and beast trainer. )
Subjugation / Enslavement curse
Storage
Gate / Teleportation

Appearance:

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THE RISE OF DARKNESS UPON THE LIGHT BEGINS ONCE AGAIN IN THE LABRYNTH OF THE TWILIGHT ELDER GODS
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Time passed, as a small group of adventurers had been summoned out to the forest neat a small village. It was near this village, where many undead had been reported to be coming from the miasma, which had begun to leak from the depths of the unconquered dungeon near by. as it was, this dungeon housed unknown creatures in the lower levels, one such beast was actually a target for an unknown force of darkness growing with in the world unnoticed by most. It would be this figure silently moving about the forest, using it's influence, as the hand glowed with a dark yet shinning purple flame, allowing it to direct the miasma like art on a canvas, with his fingers as the brush. with this, the figure could direct the growing stamped of dungeon beasts, and undead tours the village defenses, as well as allow the eyes of this fiend to pick out the ideal creature's which could be used to bulk up his undead forces. Perhaps even taking parts of some of the creatures to help create his own unique chimera like ghouls.

It would be this location where a small group of adventurer's with one powerful male, and three equally powerful maidens on the team, would make their work known. as it was, one of the members would have a unique bond with the lunar cycle, and more so the unknown figure in the area. For something with in them both would draw the two tours each other, with out ether realizing it at this point in time. While the group had their conquest posted with the small village's guild. The defense of the village, and eradication of the undead source, it would be a long night, for the undead assaulted came only at night. As such, the day would be the best time to assault the den, and the source, if they made it that far. For it would be this night that the source would be lured out of it's labyrinth den, and to a battle field fit for a feast.

 

[CruelAndUnusual]

"Are you ready?" Evie asked Ayla in a low voice. Tension was high among the four adventurers. While they had defeated many threats together before, they all had a sense that something was different about tonight. That this would be the greatest challenge they had yet faced.

"I'm ready," Ayla replied. The two archers, both girls in their early 20s and both dressed in black hooded cloaks, were working together to inspect their arrows as they loaded them into their quivers. "You sound nervous, Evie." The red-skinned tiefling looked at Evie with a hint of concern in her amber eyes.

"I just...have this sense of forboding. Like some horrible destiny is closing in on me." Evie sighed, running a hand through her long raven hair. "I wish my sister was with us. She's great at smiting undead. But she's still busy near the capital city."

Ayla placed a reassuring hand on Evie's shoulder. "We don't need her. This'll be no different from that goblin nest we cleared a few months back. Cor and Sylvie will draw the attention, and we'll take down the buggers with a hail of arrows before they know what hit them."

Evie smiled and clasped her hand over Ayla's. She was grateful for the encouragement. Ayla was her best friend other than her twin sister Lena. Of course if the two of them stuck together, they'd be okay.

She frowned over at her other two companions. Cor was flexing his biceps for Sylvie while the blonde elf giggled and used magic to surround them both with a shower of sparkles. Neither of them were the sharpest arrows in the quiver, but since they'd started dating, Evie had often felt like they were more concerned with impressing each other than staying focused on the mission. She didn't know if she could count on them in the face of her ominous feeling about tonight. But still, Cor's warhammer and Sylvie's fireballs could easily put a dent in a horde of undead. And their loud and upfront style would provide good cover while the two rangers hid and sniped. Evie shook off her misgivings. Despite her doubts about their maturity, her companions had always come through when she needed them.

"We should get in position," she announced, interrupting Cor and Sylvie's flirting. "It'll be sunset soon, and once that happens, the undead could arrive at any time." She strapped on her quiver and raised her hood as she and Ayla headed towards their hiding spots, positions with good cover that they'd located just outside the village, on the side adjacent to the woods. That was the direction the undead would strike from, or so they had been told. The plan was to break the tide of tonight's attack, then track the undead stragglers as they returned to where they had come from, and crush this incursion at its source.

 

[Lord Sesshoumaru]

The four adventurer's soon got themselves into position, with two up front, and the two archers hidden in the back. the ground began to rumble, the very pebbles could be seen vibration with increasingly regular pulses of motion. first the sensation of the ground, then came the odd sound, as glowing red, and purple eyes soon glared tours them. It would not be long before the sound of crows could be heard, as the black avian beasts soon began to swoop in tours any of the adventurer's they spotted. the birds themselves being undead as well, thus they could begin a slow infection with any pecks, or scratches inflicted upon a foe successfully.

The avian's assault was but the beginning, a distraction, as several large four legged beasts soon came out of the woods. 6 in totals, as they were an amalgamation of monster parts. the legs a mix of dragon, lion, wolf, arachnid. the tails on them like those of scorpions, as they possessed a upper humanoid body, which housed a glowing orb. each one had an orb of a different color. their heads like that of a partially revealed skull, and a dehydrated face. each one possessing one humanoid arm with a powerful looking shield attached to the arm, as the opposing arm was ether a powerful claw, a natural bone blade, or even several protruding tendrils used for capturing, whipping and worse.

as these Vanguards rushed out, the slower march of the undead could soon be seen, the Females, now mutated into abominations, the male's turned into bulking undead fiends with flesh over growing, or missing revealing bones. however the worse would be the pure skeleton's which marched up front, as they had actual armor, even if it was out dated, and damaged. as this would begin, the four adventurer's would have their hands full, yet the worse of it was still hidden, the source of this stampede. an undead entity, which rare awoke, and it was being lured out of it's den, thus the stampede was becoming far more powerful then it had any right to be. for this would begin the long night of defense, and losses.

 

[CruelAndUnusual]

Evie shared a concerned look with Ayla as the undead began to emerge from the forest. There were many more of them than the adventurers had anticipated. Not only that, but this was no mindless horde of shambling zombies and skeletons. These creatures were strong, well-equipped, and there was a calculated design to them, the unmistakable mark of a malicious intellect behind this threat.

"I wish it was a new moon," Evie muttered as the light of the half moon illuminated the battlefield. She and her sister had been conceived under a lunar eclipse, and their soul was bound to the moon itself, their strength waxing and waning with its heavenly phases. While Lena was strongest in the light, Evie thrived in the darkness. But there was no sense wishing that she could manipulate those phases now. Rather, they would have to crush this scourge as soon as possible--the waxing half moon meant that Evie's strength would only ebb over the next two weeks.

Even Cor and Sylvie looked a little taken aback at the sight of their foes, but they recovered their confidence. "Back to the grave, foul beasts!" Cor cried, hefting his warhammer and charging at the vanguards. But he was quickly swarmed by the undead carrion, their claws and breaks scratching at him and breaking his focus as he flailed out wildly.

Evie and Ayla tried to clear some of the birds, but a moving crow at night is a near impossible target, even for the most skilled sharpshooter, and they didn't want to risk hitting Cor either.

It was Sylvie who came to his aid. "Leave my boyfriend alone!" the young elf squealed, jumping out and pointing her wand. Streaks of arcane power leapt to strike the birds with absolute precision, sending a few of them falling from the sky in a puff of oily black feathers. The others pulled back, squawking angrily, but looked like they would soon muster for another attack.

The other undead were getting closer. They needed a plan of attack, and Evie knew that it fell to her, as the team leader, to make one. "Sylvie, you keep those crows at bay!" Evie called out, nocking another arrow as she spoke. "Cor, take down as many of the chimeras as you can! Ayla and I will thin out the ghouls and skeletons before they reach us!" Ayla gave a grim nod of appreciation for Evie's leadership. All four readied their weapons to meet the overwhelming assault. They were all too busy to notice Cor's skin already beginning to wither in small patches where the crows had scratched him...