RPG The Four Horseman of the Apocalypse

[The Unholy Newt]

(You are pulling into the town at different entrances at the same time)

[I]You ride into the town of Koron, you don't know why you came here but you just felt like it was where you needed to be like you were compelled to come. You also felt the need to come to this particular tavern The Hilt and Blade Tavern. It was a pretty average place, drunks line the floor and lusty tavern wenches go around seducing tips from their customers. You feel a driving force to a certain table where there are three people sitting there already, you sit down not talking, just waiting. something important was going to happen, something you had a part in. An old man in a long brown travellers coat sits down at the head of the table. The man is obviously very ancient, his long hair and beard white with age has but a tweak of silver. He just sits there for a few moments staring at one person for a few minutes then moving on to the rest as if he was sizing them up. then at last he speaks[/I]

Man: Ah, it seems I have chosen well

Ryan: What am I doing here old man, and who are these other people.

Malek: Respect your elders fool

Ryan: HOW DARE YOU!!

Malek: (Ignoring Ryan) As he said, why have you called us here ancient one (That feeling was telling him that he is one of importance)

Man: I have call upon thee all to embark upon a task of great importance. I must implore thee to believe what I say and to not interupt me. I have called thee here because thou are the ones destined to save all of mankind. Even now a great evil doth roam the earth and seeks to destroy it. The Dark One, Lucifer, Prince of the Underworld is at a great unrest he has awoken from his eternal slumber and seeks to bring about the apocalypse. He has resurrected the Accursed, the Horseman of the Apocalypse who once sought to bring the end of the world. They were vanquished by a band of great and powerful heroes and as they did thou must too. The Accursed seek to create havoc on the realm of Earth and if they succeed, the world will be plunged into darkness and Lucifer will be able to enter this realm from his imprisonment. That is your task and yours alone. I implore thee to follow it.

[I]The old man arises and leaves the table. He walks out of the Tavern. All four of you jump up and chase after him but he is gone.[/I]

[Corey]

I walked off to a small alley near the spot where the tavern was. I lit a cigarette and imediately tossed it away. Smoke billowed up from it in thin whisps. I stepped it out and walked back toward the group swallowing two aspirin. My headaches were back. I had been having them off and on for about a week now. I spotted the group of strangers and walked up. I said nothing just looked from face to face slowly. This certainly was a myriad group. My Mana Jar glowed angerly, due to the fact it had not been fed. I shushed it and looked backup to the group. No one was going to say anything I saw. I decided to speak up.
"Soooooo...."

[The Unholy Newt]

Malek: Well that was interesting. What do you propose we all do?

Frederick: I reckon we should do it!

Ryan: We don't even know where to look.

Malek: Is there a priest in this town?

Frederick: Why don't you ask someone?

[i]Malek coathangers the nearest peasant, knocking him to the ground. The peasant just looks up at him, his eyes fearful[/i]

Malek: Where is the town priest, my good man?

Peasant: He . . He's right aroung that corner at the local church giving a sermon *he points as he struggles to rise*

Malek: Thank you, my good man. *he tosses a few coins on the ground near the peasant and turns to the others* Well lets go then.

[i]They make their way to the church and let themselve in. They stand at the back as the priest delivers his sermon to the congregation. When he finished he makes his way over to the four.[/i]

Priest: Well what can I do for you?

[Corey]

Looks nervously from side to side.
"Umm guys... I have a confetion to make. I'm not very comfortable in churches. I ummm..." Glances at the priest, "I'm a, a," Sighs. "I'm a Necromancer. I uhhh... Get power from the dead. Churches creep me out. Ummm... I'm gonna wait outside." Smiles weakly at the priest and turns to leave. A hand grasps my shoulder tightly. I turn around slowly and look at the priest. He's smiling.
"You have no reason to feel uncomfortable in the house of God. God loves all. Even those that draw power from the dead." He smiled at everyone and motioned for us to sit down. I sat farthest away from the giant statue of Jesus and contiued to glance at it throughout the sitting.

[The Unholy Newt]

Malek: Father, we would like to inquire as to a certain agent of Satan that we are tracking.

Priest: Continue. . .

Malek: We have recently been entrusted to a certain task of great importance. We are working to stop the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse.

Priest: So the prophecies are true then.

Ryan: Prophecies?

Priest: Yes, there are certain prophecies in a certain book. [i]He rushes out and returns with a copy of (You guessed it!) The Bible.[/i] The Book of Revelation speaks about four riders who bear the task of the destruction of Earth. The four riders, War, Stryfe, Death and Famine.

Malek: Can you tell us how we could be able to track them?

Priest: Well, your Necromancer may come in useful after all . . . The Accursed Ones are from the Underworld. The land of the dead. Just have him summon a spirit and get him to guide you.

Malek: Thank you very much father. [i]He drops a few coins into the donation box.[/i]

Ryan: Where do you get all that money.

Malek: Actually it is [i]your[/i] money. I am a thief after all.

[Corey]

Frowns as I realize my pocket is empty. My Mana Jar lit up a violent shade of red as I stepped out of the church. I plucked a small dead plant from the ground and put it in. The Jar quieted and turned a happy blue. I looked up. All the others were staring at me.
-Melek "What's that thing?"
-Ryan "It's a Mana Jar. It's what I keep my Necromancer power in untill I need it. It's kind of like a magazine for a gun." They noded and I tucked it away.
-Frederick "Why don't you try to summon a spirit like the priest said." Everyone noded. I looked uneasy.
-Ryan "Look you guys. I have no power whatsoever as to the kind of demon thats going to come up. It could be the Devils right-hand-man for all I know. It could be a Devourer. A Harpy or a Gargoyle. I don't know. I may be able to use my soul chamber as filters but that's it." I pull out a small, luminecent green sphere. And set it on the ground.
-Melek "Is that your soul chamber? What does it do?"
-Ryan "It can trap evil souls. If I get enough in there I can use their negative energy as an attack." I glance nervously at the others. "You might want to take out your weapons." I sit on the ground. With the tip of my finger I draw a pentagram around the soul chamber. It starts to glow. I place my hand on it. My body starts to twitch convulsively. I pull open the top on my Mana Jar. A blue light covers my body. The light turns black and seeps through my skin. My body stops shaking. "Here it comes! It's big!" Everyone raises their weapons. The soul chamber vibrates powerfully. An earsplitting ring fills the air. Seven whisps of smoke come out of the chamber and collect into a small ball about four feet off the ground. The smoke dissapears and a little red eye hovers there.
-Eye "Hi! My name is Ullem and I am a demon." I was sitting behind a dumpster cowering. I poked my head out.
-Ryan "Aren't you going to try and kill us or something?"
-Ullem "No. I served as the guide to the last four warriors that defeated the Horsemen. Lucifer had me imprisoned. I'm not that bad though." Everyone put down their weapons and I got out from behind the dumpster.
-Melek "Ryan can we trust him?"
-Ryan "If not my Mana Jar will have one hell of a meal..." I picked up the soul chamber and stuffed it in my pack.

---...writers block...---

[The Unholy Newt]

Malek: Okay, I think it is time we get started. Ryan get out your Demon and get him to help us.

Ryan: Right.

[i]Ryan pulls out his soul chamber and calls Ullem out[/i]

Ullem: What is it?

Rogan: We want you to find the Horsemen for us.

Ullem: Okay . . .

[i]Ullem's eyes go blank as he searches for the Accursed. Then the colour suddenly return.[/i]

Ullem: We have to go to the town of Kelatia.

[Guest Soggy Magpie]

*at Kelatia*
Fredrick: what we need is a crazed cult of the apocalypse member that we can squeeze information out of
*Crazed Cult member jumps out at the group, Frederick Decapitates him with a neat swing*
Malek: well he is no good to us now
*another Crazed Cult member jumps out, Frederick slices him from groin to chest*
Malek: Another one bites the dust
*As the group walks a little further, a third Crazed Cult member jumps out, Fredrick, with a sigh, promptly dispatches him*
Malek: you gotta stop doing that...

[The Unholy Newt]

Malek: Okay, since capturing a CULT MEMBER! Is not going to work. We'll have to find them ourselves.

Frederick: But how?

Malek: Ryan get out our little pet demon and get him to tell us.

[i]Ryan releases Ullem out of his soul chamber.[/i]

[Corey]

Sighs.
Ryan-"Ullem... Can you tell us where we can find a base of operations for a Horseman Cult?"
Ullem- "Don't you people listen?! I said go to the town of Kelatia! Everything you need is there. Now leave me alone! This is my first time free in A VERY long time!" The last word rang out in the darkness. Ullem retreted to the safety of my soul chamber and made a disgusted grunting sound.
Ryan-"He doesn't look like he is going to be very helpful. I gues we should go to that town, hey."

[The Unholy Newt]

OOC: We are at Kelatia. Soggy Magpie took us there in his post.

[i]Suddenly they all hear a bunch of huge explosions from the rear of the town. They all run there to see what it is.
As they get there, they spot four people on horseback. BUT, they seem to be flying in the air. Their horses were pitch black in colour and theirmanes were on fire. The first horseman wore a long black cloak and face was a skeleton. He held a long, sharp scythe in one skeletal hand and the other held a rein. That had to be Death. The next one was clad in armour and armed to the teeth with weapons, he had a long red cloak and in his two hands he held a greatsword. He had to be War. The third one was very skinny and wore nothing but a white nappy like loincloth (He looks a lot like Ghandi.) and held a pair of scales in one hand. That must of been Famine. The last one wore a green, hooded cloak and held a rapier in his hand. That obviously was Stryfe.[/i]

Malek: The green boy is mine.

[Corey]

I shook my head slowly.
"Of course... Mine would be the one with the schyth... I always get craped on." I took out my rod and mana jar. The jar glowed hungerly. I picked up a dead rat and set in in the jar. A heavy vibration shook the jar. Suddenly it was filled with a black liquid. I opened it and drank it down. Veins and arteries strained against my skin. My eyes twitched with anticipation. The tip of the rod, which was a bright red crystal, began to glow. I grabbed a green orb from my pocket and swalowed it. The three others were looking at me. I sighed.
"The liquid is mana. I already explained that. My rod is to help me channel my power. The orb is if I die. I will get brought back to life... Once." I gave them a weak smile and pointed my rod at Death. A beam of white light shot out of the tip of it and hit the horseman squarely on the left arm...bone. His skelital head snapped around and locked on me. He pulled the reins and turned his horse toward me. I ran the opposite direction, away from the horseman and the group. Every once in a while I would point my wand over my shoulder and shoot the same beam of light.

[The Unholy Newt]

OOC: Oh by the way. You can't kill them. That happens later. . .

[i]Malek draws his rapier and stalks toward Stryfe. Stryfe looks over at him and dismounts. They touch their rapiers together in a kind of salute and then draw them away ready to fight. It was Styrfe who swung first taking a shot at Malek's head, who ducks just in time answering with an uppercut. With a slight look of annoyance passing quickly over his face, Stryfe trys to hit Malek again, but finds to his suprise that this pathetic human is actually a competent swordsman. After a while of fighting, the horsemen all gather together again. And open up a portal and disappear through it. Malek quickly runs up and trys to enter before it closes but is to late.[/i]

Malek: F**K!!

[Corey]

Ryan- "So what the hell was that? They make this big scene and then dissapear when we arrive. I don't get it..." I walked up to the group holding my shirt against a deep cut on my arm. It bled ravenously and I was getting woozy.

Melek- "i really don't know why they left." He scratched his head. "Maybe someone called them..." A shiver passed over everyone. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I dropped to the ground.