There's Something in the Air

Sam looked to the sky waiting g'reth's return. Turning around quickly,she was surprised to see Alanna standing behind her. Shrugging it off, the elf felt a feeling of elation and then spotted two small specks in the sky. They weren't specks for long. Greth hit the ground with a loud thump and eldor landed more neatly beside him. Sam stepped forward and cast a basic detection spell around them. Salah casual sauntered back into the field and eldor nuzzled her gently, appearing concerned. Sam felt like she was missing someone... Erica, blaze and percy.

(( I semi fail at typing on my iPod today. And I am being forced to play a cheesy valentines day game At school! Save me!!! O.o ))

(Are Erica, Percy and Blaze the people who are no in the clearing? Cause Blaze is there. She has been there, she was there before Sam was.

Knurla didn't feel like arguing. Also felt like even if he did, his opinion wouldn't make the difference in the world at the way the man spoke. "Yes, General." He nodded and turned to head out of the palace.
The dark rider wasn't lying when he said he could take care of the riot. All Knurla knew, though, was that he didn't have that same willpower anymore. He cared for everyone--of course he had a hard time showing it. Just think back to before you even found the Riders. Knurla told himself. Think back to when you had the black heart. When you lived to kill. Remember why you felt killing was necessary!
Beyond the gates, where anyone who managed to trample over his flames ran, Knurla sent cracks through the ground and opened the Earth, letting it take in any person who tried to escape the city, and trapping any that were left inside the gates. The remaining he would behead. Knurla brought out a black-colored sword--made of titanium--a weapon he hasn't used since he became a rider. Worthless peasents. Knurla thought. This will save them from the oncoming chaos.

(( You went unnoticed? I was just going with it still lmao...

*** QUICK NOTE!!! I am heading on a vacation for the weekend! With try to get on if I can find wireless internet for my iPod! ))

((Haven't roleplayed Percy in awhile. xD I think Erica and Percy were still where Jezzin and Alanna were.
What happened to Jasper?))

G'reth nuzzled his rider gently and Sam chuckled. She glanced around and realized Blaze had been there the wholetime. She took the pack off her back and quickly placed the blankets and dried meat,cheese and bread in the her dragon's saddlebags. This done, she leaned comfortably against her dragon's warm side and took a bite out of one of the apples she had bought. She glanced up and tossed one of Alanna. Then, she threw the last one at Jezzin, trying only moderately to make up for tackling him to the ground.

David looked among the group around him and observed the collapsing city. Darkest is definitely here. Now where is Knurla?
The former guild leader wasn't sure if he liked the idea of either of these men so close to the empire.
"If someone would like to volunteer, they can go find out what Darkest is up to. I have to find my brother." David announced to Zayne, Try and Moth. David moved on along the streets of the breaking down city.

Knurla had just taken down the last rioter, and to his general's wish, sliced his wide-eyed head onto the ground next to a pile of others.
"I sure hope they like art in death." Knurla thought aloud. Knurla sheathed his black sword and gathered two planks of wood and gathered the limbs. Before starting on his next work, he checked for any more people trying to escape, or any brave enough to fight back.
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When he was done, his mark was made on the field. There stood a wooden cross, with hanging off the arms were the heads of citizens, tied to the cross with the hair. Hope they enjoy their new landmark. Knurla turned and left back for the palace.
He saw David, but did not reveal himself, or confront him. He continued moving. And if he screws anything up, I could just blame him for this whole mess.

As if he were Mr. Hyde transforming back into his original form, Knurla lost his sense of violence and murdering again. Now he had to report back to the General as instructed, but where the hell was he?
A messenger came up to him and informed him about his promotion, and Knurla simply thanked him and waved a hand to send him off back on his own business.
"Before I go," the soldier said, "An army of zombies has been spotted running through the woods--I think it's a plotted attack on the riders."
Knurla had absolutely no idea how many riders someone's army was going to find in the woods...and the forest was a broad area; from the man's information they could be headed in any possible direction. And at any rate, even though he knew he just gained the position as Captain of the Guard, he'd never been properly instructed on how much authority and power he held with that position. What could he do about this invasion?
Whatever it meant, Knurla decided to act how he would if he had no place in the empire whatsoever, and he would go catch up with David again, and work out a way to hold these flesh-eaters back!
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Wistful Heir, still in his bodiless form, refused to give up his search for an answer--and he could swear he was so close to finding it too! But while he searched, he also spent time contemplating on why he should be trying to return. His goal in life was to do GOOD in the world, and to decimate all of the worst living nightmares. But throughout his life it seemed that evil had much more power than good. Darkness was unevadable, its always there. Light has to come from a source, which can die, leaving the darkness to rule again.His experiences with Darkest, the drow, Cisco, and all his other enemies... they all depended on darkness! Heir and his original Brotherhood tried using the elements other than darkness to help... but what if they could somehow use Dark magic instead to do good? They always refused to use that element, but what was stopping them? The fear or... pride or... stubborness of using the same sources that their enemies used? But even if they did use it... how may it put harm on itself? Dark versus dark... it made no sense to Heir. Still, he meditated.

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((Before I write any more for Knurla, just make sure i got it all clear... is this general of the corpses the same general that Knurla had talked to not only a few hours ago? Or is this a different general?))

Salah's ears detected the cracking branches and then the stench of death. She gripped her sword tightly. Her eyes saw the faint outline of a man before it hit her. She hit the ground hard. Landing on a broken branch. It hurt and she hoped there wasn't a bruise. She cursed loudly and jumped to her feet, pointing her sword at the thing... Or person? "Darkest?"

Blaze nodded to the question Allana asked her. That wasn't everyone she sensed though, there were undead around. And of course who else to bring up the trouble but Darkest? She was about to tell Allana that Salah was coming back when, who else but, Salah came bursting into the clearing.

Sam yelled out some instructions about chopping and burning. Blaze grinned, fire was something she could do. She wasn't named Blaze for no reason you know. Grapping two branches off of the nearest tree she summoned fire on both, also putting an enchantment so they won't burn the wood. That way they could be held with out the holder worrying about getting burnt any second. She handed them to Allana and Jezzin. "Here you go." She said with a smile. "Is this your first battle Allana?" As Blaze talked she drew out a sword in one hand, and summoned fire to the other. It licked her skin playfully and didn't burn her.

The creature fell to the ground but before Sam could take another look there was a horde of the undead running at them. Several paused meeting their end at salah's fiery arrows. Something seemed wrong... Why weren't there more of them? And why did they come on in tight packs? Sam shot a fireball into a midst of corpses and the fire eagerly ate into the dead flesh. With a glance to her dragon, G'reth took to the sky. He skimmed low over the trees, shooting thin jets of flame at the various undead he found. /try to slw or stop them!/ Sam told him anxiously. The dragon blew his fiery breath at the trees igniting them in front of the riders. Several creatures veered away from the flames only to be taken down by sam's magic or salah's arrows.

G'reth rounded his flight to return to his rider but something caught his eye. More flames to the east... Was there others in the forest? Sam told him to go deeper, kill what he could and take a look. /Be safe/ she cautioned him. The red dragon flew low over the treetops, he grabbed an undead creature and ripped it apart. The darkness was his friend. Before they knew what was coming, he was atop the undead, with a fiery breath. He roared confidently and swept over the other fires. Undead... Everywhere. There had to be something keeping their attention. G'reth let loose a torrent of flames, destroying six of the creatures in a heart beat.