Arc: #1: The Royal Encounter

[Strahd]

In the area over at Strahd it was clear a few had managed to get a full on hit however despite the numerous weapons sticking out of his body like a pin cushion it didn't seem to slow him as his only two important internal organs where still intact his brain and his heart. It was clear the ones who attacked Strahd and succeeded where expecting him to bleed to death. However they didn't take into account of the older vampires healing factor.His mind coming back to reality during the middle of his massacre a hand goes to his neck and removes the black cross holding it up above his head in his hand.

"Witness the betrayal of god," he says as the sea of blood across the entire battle field converges on him wrapping around his body the magic in the spell dissolving the weapons imbedded in him. His skin absorbing the blood greedily taking on a crimson tint as his hand lowers reattaching the cross to the necklace. Strahds hands produce twin blade that seems fully metallic and crimson in color.

As another wave of attacks comes at him a cleaving like motion is made with one of the blades ripping apart the Methuselah as they get within a foot of him. For those who understood old holy relics what hand at Strahd's neck was one of the more dangerous relics that had long since been corrupted. Once known as God's Testament it was a thing of Miracles now it was twisted known only as the Betrayal's Cross still capable of miracles but at a price one a living body couldn't pay and remain alive. Becoming quickly apparent that Strahd's Undead state gave him a life force that could withstand to a large degree the effects of life draining powers and curses.

Regardless As Strahd moved about the battlefield in his slow methodical manner a swath of death was carved. Each time a blade was broken another would take it's place the spell was currently being used a very base form of empowerment to allow him to Generate blades so long as blood remained around him and in him. Within a minute or so Strahd Stops having entered the clearing Rahgio was the strangers blood splattering on his skin as well though it didn't seem to effect Strahd beyond leaving burnt patches that quickly healed as more blood coated him.

"Not a single ordained hero among them pathetic," he says catching an angelic Halberd on one of his crimson blades it was one of the more physically strong among the army as the two blades clash Strahd's grip tightens on his own blade as he brutally smashes it into the Halberd that was coming back down his own weapon shattering from the force as the blood weapon spell ends abruptly the spent blood used by the spell flooding the ground beneath him black and tar like. As the Halberd comes down again the head is gripped tightly by Strahds right hand his flesh searing at the touch as he viciously rips it from the angels hands and uses it to not only kill its owner but flings it into the mage row like a oversized spear.

The spell wearing off however did leave its mark as his own power had managed to sap more energy from him than any enemy attack at that point.His skin returned to his its deathly pale color while any blood still on him absorbs quickly into his body to heal any wounds he might have.

[Rahgio]

-Rahgio observed the effect his blood had on Strahd, intrigued by it's impotence against him. Most days Rahgio would have stopped to ask what exactly Strahd was, but today Rahgio had more pressing matter at hand so he filed that question away for later. His own wounds form the weapons healed instantly, leaving no trace that they had ever been.

The magic users had begun to really organize themselves at this point. The rocks around them turned a bright cherry red as the mage's started to preform powerful fire magic. Cyclones of flames sprung up at their feet, bright white flames in the shape of serpents and dragons coiled their bodies around each other as the magic and the fire grew brighter and stronger. The mages ordered their creations to incinerate the two beings standing before the army, but before they could move the flames vanished.

Looking at Rahgio, one would notice that his eyes had turned black, though not the normal complete black. No, these eyes had lines of white spreading across them, in almost a spider web pattern. The ground itself would shiver as the temperature dropped sharply. Beneath Rahgio a rune circle would form, anyone who knew their history would be able to distinguish that these runes were a lost magic used only by the Victura and had died with them as well. Rahgio whispered a single word, so softly that most of the Methuselah around them couldn't hear.-

"Die."

-As that word left his mouth the ground became covered in a thick layer of ice, trapping the Methuselah waist deep. Spears of ice would quickly erupt from the ground around those trapped, more spears branching of from those that already existed, impaling all who were within their reach.

[Strahd]

Strahd brings his blade up his grip on it tightening his normally slender body becoming larger as the muscles contract bringing the swords edge across with force and speed a human couldn't accomplish even if they wanted. As the sword finishes its swing the blade comes back across quickly. As a result a massive shock wave is unleashed from the force cutting across the already imprisoned Methuselah. It was a merciless act killing them even when they could no longer defend themselves."This army is finished, Surrender and maybe I will spare your pathetic lives or continue fighting and die like the dogs you are," Strahd says his cold voice carrying through the air across the countless corpses that lay before his feet.

"I will give you credit though, to foolishly move so boldly through my lands I hear a Harlot among you is trying to proclaim herself queen and the ruler over this area come forth if you are here or I will kill every last man of your army and guard and drag you out with my blade," Strahd says coldly his voice easy to hear over everything. His purpose of being alone and out in this area was revealed quiet bluntly. He had been waiting for the army to approach and had intended to crush it alone from the beginning.

Comparing the two Strahd clearly knew the terrain better and had a fully functioning grasp of warfare as well as a brutal fighting style that while not trained properly was honed from combat, when compared to the mostly green soldiers of the army it was clear the only real threat of the entourage was the queen, angels and mages the rest being little more than cannon fodder. Turning his attention back towards Rahgio and speaks in a simple manner.

"This city and the lands around it and that castle a ways back are my land if you find what you are looking for here take it, your free to explore my home as well I myself have heard of a school that might bring me some answers, I was going to set out to look for it but this army showed up on my doorstep so to speak,"His voice was still and calm his sword coming to a rest on his shoulder.


(OOC: Eh its crappy but can't really think of anything better atm)

[Rahgio]

-Rahgio watched as countless more fell around them, The ice under them turning a deep black. The black rose up from the ice, forming a sort of black mist. Rahgio opened his mouth and the black mist started to flow into his mouth, swirling around them until the last of it had gone down his throat.

Rahgio closed his mouth and an obvious change had come over him, black streaks had appeared in his hair and his body was glowing brightly in the shadows cast by the dark angry clouds overhead. He held out his hand and the blade that he had placed deep in the stone earlier shoot to his hand. Resting it on his shoulder, Rahgio turned his attention back to Strahd.-

"I thank you for giving me permission to search for the item I seek. This item will make all the difference in how the upcoming war will end. I can take you to this school and guarantee you a spot in a year of your choosing after seeing you fight today."

-Massive lance came hurtling at them, dark crimson in color. Rahgio raised his bade, barely managing to deflect is with one arm. The lance crashed into the ground many yards away, cracking the magic ice around them and leaving a crater 20 feet in diameter but at least three miles deep.-

"It seems that the queen won't wait to enter the battle field much longer."

[Strahd]

"Seems so," he says calmly shifting his blade onto his shoulder.Lowering his body slightly he goes into a semi crouch position.Strahd's grip tightening on the sword tightly standing up his legs tense for a moment as he jumps back towards the lance. Giving the large crimson weapon a rough strike with his sword to make sure it wasn't going to do anything on it's own.With a deft grip he reaches out to the massive weapon and pulls it up before throwing it back towards the direction it came from.Jumping up out of the crater landing deftly next to Rahgio his own blade coming down and resting in front of himself both hands on its pommel.

"At least I suppose she is more competent than her army and guards," Strahd says with a dull manner. If there was any doubt Strahd was beyond stupidly strong his body capable of producing feats well beyond the garden variety methuselah that the two of them had cut down.

[Rahgio]

-Rahgio sneered as the queen appeared on the hill of rubble in front of them, her lance in hand.-
---(Queen)----
-She looked around at the corpses, disgust crossing her face.-

"Even their souls have been eaten? I thought I smelled Victura, which one of you goes by the tittle Thanatos? One of ours hasn't been born as the Death Incarnate since the beginning of our race. Not that it really matters, you would have to be a branch member. There are only two of the head family left."

-Then she plunged the tip of her lance into the ground and leaned on it, looking at them she sighed. They didn't look like much of a threat, though both of them had familiar looks to them. Then she saw Rahgio's sword, the large blade dropping lead weights into the bottom of her stomach.

She lunged at them, pulling her lance from the ground and splitting it into two blades of her own. Putting a massive force behind her blades, she forced the two back as they countered.

"Where did you get that blade!"

-----(Queen end)-----

-Rahgio took a step back as he countered the Queen's attack. Rahgio hadn't expected so much force, he thought she must have released a restraint on her power when she was talking. Then he spotted a small black box on her belt. Ducking downward and letting her stumble forward for lack of resistance, Rahgio grabbed the small black box. Leaping away with her even angrier than before and following after him he would throw the box to Strahd.

"Keep that safe, whatever you do."

[Strahd]

"Yeah, yeah I'll hold on to it, though are you sure it wise to let me guard something so important,"he says with a cold smile on his face. His blade resting on his shoulder as he watches from a few feet away from the two. Tightening his grip on the hilt he moves towards The Queen slowly staying back just out of attack range.

"Your looking at the wrong person for devouring the life and soul of your army, most of these men fell to me I drained their last drop taking their soul, memories and thoughts," he says giving a slight laugh clearly having no care for those who had fallen to him or even those Rahgio had killed.Cold and calculating while speaking showing nothing but contempt for the Queen.

His eyes go from their normal red to a dark crimson, his blade coming off his shoulder pointed at the Queen "So your the one who has the gall to call herself a queen,A queen of what certainly not of me," he says coldly.