[S] The damned alliance

[Chris]

"Yes. And these lot will keep them busy. For the most part, these so called necromancers know the spells, but not how to use them." Scotia said casually.

"But, you never know, they might surprise us."

[erah]

As Ret and Cain sat down on a pedastal for better view and to discuss the different spells and methods people used. The acolytes started the exhausting roulet of eliminateing the minions and in the prosess each others to move forward to the second stage.

From that dawn to deep into the dusk they did battle whit them selfs to find the best path to clory and as more people droped, more desperate and bold solutions wore made to ensure victory.

But unfortunately where there is desperation, there are mistakes and only a quarter of a second too late Cain noticed a yung necromancer, whos face was twisted in tourment and weekness pecasue of the blood sacrifaces she had been useing all day and as Cain set to rise from the seat to stop her, the yung necromancer fell to the floor lifless. It was allmost as time it self had stoped in the chamber as all turned to watch thecorpse on the floor.

Cain closed his hands to a fist as he consentrated no keeping control of the tournament minions and to opress his anger so that it wouldn't reflect to minions, but the frustration was clearly heard in his voice.
"This is the second time i have to remind you that the art dosn't reward stupididy. If the enemy and danger here would have been real, There wouldn't be a body to save now. REMEBER THIS IMAGE...ALL OF YOU"

Cain then ordered the remaining competants to continue, so that the first day of the tournament would find its winners and made a small gesture as he sat back to his seat. Following that gesture Ezechiel hurried to the corpse, where he knealed a started a short incantation:

"...from the flesh of my flesh..."

and whit the price of his own vitality he prought life back to the yuths body...

When the last rays of the sun faded in the outside world, the last who had qualified the first stage stood in front of the peddastal. Whit intrest Cain wathced their faces, seeking signs of weekness or strength.
"Only the beginning..."
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[Chris]

Scotia had been watching, and now she thought hard. Some way to teach them, Cain. Thrust the spells in front of them, and hope they can fight. No-one can learn that way.
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[erah]

The next day all the students who had passed the first test and granted the rank 2 access of the library had gathered to a round, resently opened training room.

The were ordered to wait there for their second test.

Suddently the chamber doors swung open and 'Ezechiel Xun' was thrown from the dark corridor to the center of the floor and on his wake followed Cain Draco. His scar patterns and eyes glowing whit a bright green light. Ezechiel sttod up whit pure horror, trying to say something but quickly CAins hands wraped around his head and twisted it broken. Ezechiels lifeless body fell to the floor. The chamber archway was covered by a moving mass from the walls and as a living armour covered Cains body for protection he turned towards the group of students

"You have broven yourself to be a fiting sacrifice for Grenth. Submit, or fight. Either way you will die!"
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[erah]

Cain takes out a large ritual blade, covered in dry blood and starts to resite an encantation as he slowly starts to move towards the students.

As many are paralized by fear of the master necromancer and can't remeber the teachings they have been taught about battle necromancy, few others in the other hand stand in front of them, not willing to submit and start to hurl ofensive spells whit the best of their knowledge and try to put on a fight against Cain.

As Cain feels the first stings from the spells like Vampiric gaze, Deathly swarm, dark pact, life syphon and eaven lifebane strike and sees how some attack and others boost the attackers whit different necromancy a smile rises on his face as he thinks of the situation 'Yes, YES, adapt, fight how you know, forget the thearoy and follow your instincts'


He studys the students as they cast against him to pinpoint the most strongest casters and carefully, holding back whit his skills he launches countermeasure spells to make the sitation more desperate for the students. This "fight" will not be over too soon. The strongest will be found.

Cain greates the illusion of pain to give the students hope and as expressions of suffering apear on his face the students press on whit more hope of survivor and 2 of the before paralised stand up to join in the fight. Now 9 students stand in union against the necromancer lord who still moves toward them whit the seremonila blade in hand.
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[erah]

Suddently Cains defenses are breached as 2 of the sudents attack Cain whit spells he wasn't prepared for.

As the first boosts the other whit the powerfull blood is power, the second, a yung girl who Ret had noticed on the first quaification round attacks Cain whit the powerfull spell of life transfer. The sudden sensation of life draining from him sets allmost in a offensive stance, but he still manages to control himself and not to do harm on the students. Instead he takes advantage of the bloodfiend greated by Ret as the duplicate of Ezechiel and casts well of power to maintain balance of his life energy and at the same time he whispers the words "enough" what ecoes trought the walls of the sealed chamber and whit them the chamber archvay opens and behind it Ret waits whit Cains, still alive aprentice Ezechiel.
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[erah]

...After a quick discussion Cain and Ret had about the 2 gifted students in the Gentlefolks hall Cain returned to his chamber in the necromancer sanctuary.

Altough finding such gifted yung necromancers was one of the reasons he once wantet to start the place they now held he still was douptfull. After all this wouldn't be the first time that a unseen power would corrupt a yung mind whit promisess of power. Images of yung Draco from the Siberian family and of The warrior Togusa flash trough Cains eyes as he ponders the past for a moment.

Cain walks to a small shrine like construction by the wall and starts an incantation to voke the hall it self. As the right words escape from his lips a large eye, whit a mirror like surface opens in the living wall and trough the eye Cain watches the master library of the sanctuary. Looking for the gifted...or cursed children.
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My spelling is wobbly. It's good spelling but it wobbles and the letters get in the wrong place

[Myrna Andraste]

[erah]

[Myrna Andraste]

*myrna sets the letter aside with a shiver and looks at Fury*
"Dont think I'll ever get used to being around those [i]things[/i. I supose all we can do now is wait and see what comes of it. Dont look at me like that....I havent forgotten my oath to master, but this may be the only way to rebuild.
*she stetches and gathers her gear*
I'm bored....think we can track that monster home before another one can catches upto us?
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Seek freedom and become captive to your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.

A.K.A Colm Cillian[non-rp monk] Divine Honeycat[warrior limited rp-drunken barbarian] Marshal Colm[Ranger rp-exiled elf, tends to be a jerk]

[erah]

Cain enters the chamber to find Ret deep at work. For a moment he stands at the doorway quietly, watching and admireing the necromancer at work. There are few people in the world who hold Cains respect, but Ret and her devotion to her work wore one of those.

"Ahem"

"I have a leter here, you should read"

Cain hands Myrnas letter to Ret

"...She might proven usefull in training the students to gain higher Rank...specially the gifted ones"
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