Sign Up Blessings Upon the Throne of Tyranny: Embody the Affliction [M-VLG]

[Engel]

[color=darkred]Below the Kligstiev Castle in a small village…

8 months have passed since Ligiea the Slayer embarked unto his journey to map out the land they breed upon, searching high and low looking for other civilizations that may co-exist. Other kingdoms that he could plead an alliance between. He was enlisted as a land surveyor by the Kligstiev Kingdom in hopes to discover allies to help battle the Quintessent kingdom, a neighboring kingdom whom they’ve warred against for decades.

Much to his own disappointment, he found nothing but barren wastelands with the occasional fruit orchard, snow-topped mountains in heavy clusters, and infinite plains that appeared to stretch deep into the sun whose purpose seemed to be to plague his once fresh mentality with tedium. The burden lay heavily atop his shoulders; he feared the reaction he’d receive after showing that his 8 months were futile.

His bronze armor reflected in a glorious light, big heavy shoulder pads hung across his broad shoulders. The shadow he cast was a formidable one. Auburn hair fell playfully over his crystalline blue eyes, set deep beneath his high set cheekbones. A firm grip upon the hilt of his sword as the tip rested upon the cobblestone ground, dragging behind him. Cautioning himself with a slow pace, he gazed upon his surroundings.

He stood before the quaint little village that had sheltered him for all of his 24 years, however the scenery appeared differently than what he was accustomed to. Instead of the usual bustling activity that spilled out into the streets, there laid an empty village, doors locked, children absent from the meadows. Something trouble had most certainly stirred in these last 8 months, something had passed The Slayer by as he walked through the archway of his residence. Ligiea’s father laid motionless on a nearby bed, his mother busily pacing back and forth between the bedroom and the kitchen, water splashing over a boiling pot.



“What? What in heaven’s name are you talking about?” Ligiea’s mother grabbed him by the hand leading him to a welcoming seat at the kitchen, a discerning look never leaving.

“Honey, listen. It’s a long story. A few weeks after you left there was a murder. It happened while the town slept, no one ever saw what was happening. It was Johan.”

“You mean the slob that’s always wasting away his days at the pub?”

“They found his entrails spread in a path leading from his house into the woods. His body somewhere miles away from town, when they finally got to his body they find the word ‘gluttony’ carved deep into his back. In this path was a fine black dust and that was when the plague hit us. It was only those that participated in the investigation, those that helped clean up the mess left behind. They soon fell ill, they would wither away and by the 30th day they were mere shells of their former selves, passing soon after. It wasn’t soon after till the second murder came about, seemed much of the same. The carcass was left behind, mutilated. Limbs torn, disfigured face, it was horrible. Engron the blacksmith. In his back left the word ‘envy’. It was then when a small boy… I believe his name is Dahlia came preaching about the 7 sins and the apocalypse. He screamed of visions he saw in his dream and how the murders were his fault, it all left us awfully scared. Preaching that there will be 5 more. Sloth, greed, pride, lust, and wrath.”

“This is the most nonsense I’ve ever heard in my life.”

“Dahlia kept yelling, it is all the violence, all the hatred that fuels him. Unless we can learn to co-exist and to not take advantage of our privelages then we are doomed to a fate much worse than any of us can imagine.” She paused.

“…and?”

“As he said five more came soon after. Pride was carved into Lolithia’s back, so beautiful that woman. The local bum that would hang out by the palace walls begging for money, he was murdered. Sloth. Than lust, we all expected that one. Any woman selling her body the way that woman used to does not deserve to live anyhow. The prince of Quintessent was slaughtered, he was greed. Surely you remember when he attempted to kill his father to inherit the throne correct?” Ligiea nodded. “His was by far the most gruesome, his cranium smashed in. Bits of skull laid along the floor of his room the next morning when they found him. Then the biggest blow was dealt to the Kligstiev kingdom, our general was next. The infamous Henry, known as the best general Kligstiev had ever seen was found ripped from head to abdomen. In his back carved the word wrath.”

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The sound of the door closing resonates through the hollowed house, his mother turning her head over her shoulder with speed to meet her son’s eyes for the first time in 240 some odd days. Quickly dropping everything she had been occupied with, she runs to greet Ligiea in a formidable bear hug. Ligiea could feel her fingernails digging deep into the meat of his back.

“Oh Ligiea, my god I was certain that you had perished. These last few months have been terrible.”

“Father, what’s wrong with him? Why has he not moved?” A look of concern crawled upon Ligiea’s curious face. Lifting his right hand to meet his chin, rubbing it in a questioning manner.

“I’m afraid he caught a bit of the plague.” His eyebrows now raised.

“The WHAT? What plague? I’ve been gone less than a year and already a plague has paralyzed this kingdom?”

“It’s far worse than just a plague.” No longer interested in much else, Ligiea marched towards his father, pale as death, wrapped tightly amongst his blankets.

“Father, tell me you still speak.” The figure in bed slowly turned his neck towards his valiant son.

“Yes.” He managed to choke out. “ As long as draw breathe, I may speak words to my kin.” Their eyes meet and for the first time Ligiea notices the blank stare in his empty eyes. His once bold eyes now a dismal gray, faded, nearly white. Soon after his apparent weight loss becomes apparent, the man he once held as his hero was withering away before his eyes. “Great demons are amongst us, the apocalypse draws near.”

“What? What in heaven’s name are you talking about?” Ligiea’s mother grabbed him by the hand leading him to a welcoming seat at the kitchen, a discerning look never leaving.

“Honey, listen. It’s a long story. A few weeks after you left there was a murder. It happened while the town slept, no one ever saw what was happening. It was Johan.”

“You mean the slob that’s always wasting away his days at the pub?”

“They found his entrails spread in a path leading from his house into the woods. His body somewhere miles away from town, when they finally got to his body they find the word ‘gluttony’ carved deep into his back. In this path was a fine black dust and that was when the plague hit us. It was only those that participated in the investigation, those that helped clean up the mess left behind. They soon fell ill, they would wither away and by the 30th day they were mere shells of their former selves, passing soon after. It wasn’t soon after till the second murder came about, seemed much of the same. The carcass was left behind, mutilated. Limbs torn, disfigured face, it was horrible. Engron the blacksmith. In his back left the word ‘envy’. It was then when a small boy… I believe his name is Dahlia came preaching about the 7 sins and the apocalypse. He screamed of visions he saw in his dream and how the murders were his fault, it all left us awfully scared. Preaching that there will be 5 more. Sloth, greed, pride, lust, and wrath.”

“This is the most nonsense I’ve ever heard in my life.”

“Dahlia kept yelling, it is all the violence, all the hatred that fuels him. Unless we can learn to co-exist and to not take advantage of our privelages then we are doomed to a fate much worse than any of us can imagine.” She paused.

“…and?”

“As he said five more came soon after. Pride was carved into Lolithia’s back, so beautiful that woman. The local bum that would hang out by the palace walls begging for money, he was murdered. Sloth. Than lust, we all expected that one. Any woman selling her body the way that woman used to does not deserve to live anyhow. The prince of Quintessent was slaughtered, he was greed. Surely you remember when he attempted to kill his father to inherit the throne correct?” Ligiea nodded. “His was by far the most gruesome, his cranium smashed in. Bits of skull laid along the floor of his room the next morning when they found him. Then the biggest blow was dealt to the Kligstiev kingdom, our general was next. The infamous Henry, known as the best general Kligstiev had ever seen was found ripped from head to abdomen. In his back carved the word wrath.”

“Dahlia! My god how did he know?”

“We were all foolish for not listening to the boy. As this creature took it’s victims it left it’s plague, victim after victim it claimed more of us till we finally had the smarts to put two and two together and began to practice extreme caution.”

“So now what? The 7 have been taken, each representing their own sin. What now?”

“The apocalypse.”

“Nonsense.”

“You know the 7 that had been sacrificed? They came back, but not the same.”

“In what manner?”

“They came as shepherds of Satan. They come slaughtering those guilty of the sin they once committed.”

“Simple solution then! Commit none of the sins!”

“I’m afraid we are all guilty to some degree. Even I admit to envy from time to time, I as you am only human. I fall prey to them. Those who they do not slaughter with their weapons, they kill with their plague. They too leave the dust behind, we’ve come to refer to it as ‘brimstone’. Brimstone everywhere now, with 7 of them leaving it, it spread like an epidemic never seen before. That is how it got to your father.”

“What are these demons like?”

“They are strong like nothing you’ve ever seen before. All the color in the body seems to have left them, they care only for blood. With each murder they seem to grow stronger. It doesn’t end there, they seem to have an arm of their own.”

“What mean you?”

“Serpents, like nothing we’ve ever seen before. Directly out of the pits from hell, these half man half snake creatures do much of the demons bidding. They come in wild packs, claiming whatever life they feel necessary. Leaving their disgusting brimstone behind making us all perish.”

“We must rally! The Quintessent and Kligstiev must come together!”

“Both countries are far too stubborn to make the first movie… pride. It will be our downfall. Even if we did, we can’t seem to find them. They move in the shadows. Invisible to the eye, they fester and hide in the shadows. Some even believe that they can travel through shadows, I know it sounds silly but so are Serpents and demons.”

“There must be some way to defeat them…”

“Well Dahlia told us of one way to defeat them, he said in order to send them back to where they came from we must use the brimstone against them. When heated it hardens and in the right hands can forge a deadly weapon. That is how your father died, forging an axe.” Her pace steady as she opened the closet door to reveal an axe the size of most men, the hilt 4 feet and beautifully carved oak wood. The blade different than any other Ligiea had ever seen, black as night.

“Is it poisonous to the touch still?”

“No, no longer. Once heated it appears to no longer be poisonous.” Grabbing the axe form his mothers hands, he gave her a warm embrace, kiss on the cheek, and began to depart towards the door.

“Is there any other information I might find helpful?”

“Find allies, you will suffer otherwise.”
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The Aphelion Plauge Symptoms:

- Blood becomes tainted, turns black
- Chronic vomiting, vomit also is black.
- Excessive weight loss.
- Dilution of the pupils, become a gray hue.
- Hair begins to fall out.
- Is only contracted when brimstone is inhaled, not contracted from the touch.

Notes for the 7 demons:

- Gluttony: A disgustingly fat oaf who drinks himself at the pub every night.
- Greed: The prince of Quintessent, determined to dethrone his father through treachery.
- Sloth: A scraggly bum who made a living conning people.
- Lust: Local harlot.
- Envy: Average middle class blacksmith envious of his brother, who is also “Wrath”.
- Wrath: Brother of “Envy”, known for his bloodlust. Commander of the Kligstiev forces.
- Pride: A beautiful woman, known for breaking the hearts of men.
- Masters of the dark arts, black magic and the sort.
- Have the ability to become invisible in shadows.
- Also have the ability to teleport through shadows.

Notes on the two warring countries:

- The Quintessent believe in no god, instead that we are all equal beings floating amongst each other side by side.
- Kligstiev believe that God had created man to indulge in the fancies of life and will love them in any case.
- Out of fear that god will punish those who deny him, the Kligstiev brought upon a war.

Rules and Regulations:

- Can be in the Kligstiev nation or the Quitessence nation, kings and the sort are open.
- No magic for humans.
-No cheezing. No goddmodding.

Sign Up:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Description: (pic or good description)
Weapon: (I prefer that you have weapons made of Brimstone, and a brief description of it would help. A history behind it wouldn’t hurt either.)
Magic: NOTE: I have decided to let you have magic. BUT, they will come later. For now, just list what spells that he/she will have.
Bio: Doesn't have to be long. Just make it good.

Seven Sins Sign Up:
Name: You may change the names of those I designated, but make it evil or midevail.
Age: Just put the age of death
Gender:

Description: Pic or good description. May make it human looking, but can also make it demonic.

Weapon: It is made of Brimstone, but with magic properties. Picture or small description.

Magick: List what magic you have and what the spells do.

Bio: This is going to be a bit longer than the first, because I want you to tell what it was like before and after. Doesn't have to be terribly long.




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[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Sign Up for Lust

Name: Blair (last name unknown)

Age: 22

Gender: female

Description: [URL=http://www.gloriousff.com/ff10/images/lulu.jpg]click[/URL]

Weapon: A simple Bow and Arrow

Magick: Firaga- A terrifying fire spell. Flames engulf the enemy, incasing them in a burning death.

Thundara- a lighting spell, quite powerful, but can damage allies

Curse- causes an enemy to become infatuated with her, leaving him open to attack (only works on males)

Bio: Blair worked as a common street whore. There's no nicer way of putting it. Even though as a person she was wonderful, her family could never afford for her to get a proper education so she settled with an easy way of making money.

She had always been told that she was good looking, so instead of opting for a job in a shop or something more tame, Blair took to selling herself. It's what wrecked her family. her father couldn't bare the shame and left her mother, blaming it on the poor women who was also in shock.
Blair tried to make them feel better by giving them all the money she made but they wouldn't accept it. Eventually, Blair's mother killed herself.

That was the end of it for Blair, she didn't care for the money and found herself just being used. Soon after that, she was taken by the plague and turned into a hatful and vengeful soul.

She walked around small villages, appearing to be an attractive young woman, tricking men into coming to stay the night with her. People reported screams but no one would believe that such a kind young woman could commit such horrific murders. That is how she lives now, a lost, hateful soul only interested in killing.[/COLOR]

[B]Hope this is okay, Spence[/B]

[Persona]

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Sign-up for Pride

[B]Name[/B]: Lolithia Musomi
[B]Age:[/B] 23
[B]Gender:[/B]Female

[B]Description:[/B] [URL=http://www.invoid.net/gallery//displayimage.php?pos=-127]To proud [/URL]
[B]Weapon:[/B] Jade Staff: It's a long staff made of gold with the top looking like the grim reapers blade with gold chains conected to them(flowing down the staff)
[B]Magic:
Chain Reaction:[/B] This magic is from the staff which she twirls it and the golden chains start to get long and destroy anything in its path.
[B]Dead Swipe:[/B] She lets go of her staff and sends it flying to the victim(instant deaf, never fails). "I know her magic Kinda sucks, but for now it'll have to do, sorry"

[B]Bio:[/B] Lolithia was born into a rich family, a family that had its fame and there pride. While she was growing up, Lolithia was being spoiled. But not only by her parents, by the outsiders as well. She would go to the candy store and get free candy, people would stop her mother to say how beautiful Lolithia is, ect.. Everyone one glorified her with priase and gifts, all because of her beuty and innocence. Yes, At first she was all filled with innocence and childish purity, but that all changed as she grew and let it go to her head. In her teen years, Lolithia had become sly as a fox. Cunning, seductive, mysterious and most of all she had her head lift up high with her foolish pride. Of course now that she has mature and developed a more curvasious body, males would come knocking on her door. She took pride that she had so much power over the males, that she would humiliate them and make them feel like they weren't worth even existing. Lolithia thought of it as a sport and enjoyed being the best. Other then beauty, she had skills that could outmatch any one who challenged her. She was athlethic, artistic, had a beautiful voice and was a leader. But don't think she was perfect....why her family was not all what it was cracked up to be, Her family was based on lies, deciet and jeoulesy. This always tore her up inside and plus she wasn't really favored by some of her relatives. It
was because she was bless with beauty and talent, those who weren't up to her
level in the family hated her and mistreated her. So Lolithia would take all her frustration out on men and braking there hearts. This went until her death.

That fatefull night had come, where soon her soul was meant to be taken and her body marked with her greatest sin"Pride". On that night before she died, Lolithia was on her way back to her deserted house after leaving a poor guy left with is heart in pieces. She entered her room and took one last look at herself in the mirror, she was killed and that would be the last thing she saw....her reflection staring back at her....with that insane smile across her face. For she knew what she was and become. Lolithia was know the child of the night, death and emptiness. For she walked among the living as a demon holding her knew toy(Jade staff) and killing anything she pleased, because in the end she still got what she wanted...pride.[/COLOR]