One Hel of a Show

[Nerdlord57]

"You break my fingers and tell me to scurry off and cower behind Achyon's walls, spouting about how I am affront to your 'Spirits'. It's a shame really, that doing just that gave me the most devilish of ideas.

Brace yourself, World, it's time for my music to hit the main stage.

With you all as my captive audience.

Damn I love the Empire."

Throughout the wilderness and dense foliage in east Esshar, vicious winds seemed to carry upon them an ill omen of the future. The shadows seemed to come to life, producing terrible creatures seemingly from within their depths. Any passersby could notice a single unchanging detail about these creatures, these Nethradin. They all possessed lilac eyes with piercing, slit pupils. No matter the shape they possessed or how they came and went, their damning touch seemed to leave a specific mark on any trees or large stones they came across.

Intricate runic circles burned into the surfaces of these object, seeming to occasionally flare to life with a burgundy light as the runes shifted, awaiting a specific medium to activate.

A wonderful little song.

"I cannot wait for my debut.."

As those haunting beings continued to hide their summoner's mark around the lands between the Moxtli and the eastern shore, the Captain would have a word towards his fellow militant Cogs.

"Soldiers of our brilliant Empire, the time for action is nearly upon us. Those within Esshar have grown lazy, focusing upon looking inward instead of looking towards the true force across their lands. We shall take advantage of the lull in combat to strike a vital blow to the hope and morale of our enemies.

We will attack the spirits they so revere. We will shackle them, we will break them, and we will turn them into fuel for our stupendous weapons of war.

Join me, Brothers and Sisters of the Empire of Barsburg. Raise your rifles and hold your hand over your heart with pride. On the night of the full moon we shall march into the wilderness of East Esshar and acquire ourselves a multitude of useful resources.

I only expect the best to join me. You wouldn't want to disappoint, hm?"

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The OOC Details!:

This is intended to be a World Event focused upon the collection and subjugation of the natural spirits that reside in the wilderness near to the Moxtli Tribes, but far out enough that anyone who intends to assist/hinder this effort is able to do so! 

The goal of this event is to acquire enough trapped spirits to form a rather powerful mana battery to fuel future Archyon expansion, as well as provide little dev and unique materials to those who participated. If Achyon doesn't win and the ritual doesn't succeed, I'd like the factions who protected the spirits to get a similar little series of rewards and maybe some potent tokens of spiritual gratitude.

The planned time to do this event is Sunday the 28th at 4 PM EST!

Edit: Also this is a PvP Event with -maybe- some PvE elements, if approved.

[Didos]

 

    You know, at some time in the past I said that once again, war would come to the Tribes of Moxtli. It was said directly to their current leader, that they would pay for the deeds of their past.. Their mistakes. And... I didn't lie when that was said.
 
    Never would I do such thing.
 
    Now, with the request coming from my dear friend Dimi, there is not a more opportune time than this one.. To strike. For my damned creations to walk across this land. To show their capabilities to Esshar..
 
    To show what a Necromancer can do for the Empire.

  

The damned march towards the forests of Moxtli. Rampaging forth, without any trace of stopping right now. Nothing in the way of their march is spared, be it trees, plants, animals or anything that dares to enter their necrotic way.
 
They will attack everyone. They will stomp anything. They will devour everything.
 
At the center of the undead entourage, a figure stands out among the walking corpses, a colossal being imposing its presence to everyone who stops to look at it.. An undead abomination. Totally deformed and bearer of two heads, carrying alongside him a long, giant, rusty sword..

 

  

The Lovers are Coming..

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In order to increase the danger, in addition to the impact that this event will have in Esshar, Nidaz will be assisting his dear friend Dimitri! Providing him with several undeads, in addition to his creation, The Lovers.

  

Everything for the Empire.