The Mountain Village

[Melkore The Bard]

Jayce bristled. I fought alongside Sephiroth on more than one occasion. He was a good warrior and a great hero. Zach did not have any idea what he was talking about.  

[vampiredracula911]

*slashing threw some goblins then shooting one behind jayce*u got to be more careful  

[Melkore The Bard]

Jayce grinned. Twirling his Kunai with his fingers he threw it over Darkness's shoulder, striking a Goblin in the head. Guess were even now huh?  

[vampiredracula911]

anyway back to our conversation its to bad that cloud cant take a hint when it comes to women*slicing threw goblins*  

[Aphroditis]

*joins the battle... and conciquently, the conversation* Hm... I missed theses people and events... how interresting... our little world holds so many stories and so much History... yet... not many people care to learn it. Perhaps you could tell me... where are we? * kills a goblin with one hit of Runic Blade and smiles* and to think... I hid in a hole and waited for a savior... speaking of which... did you get your reward? I seem to forget... what was it?  

[Melkore The Bard]

Jayce chuckled as he pulled his revolver out of its holster and blew away a goblin at point blank range. Who needs a reward? This is fun enough to be its own reward. He turned around and saw a rather evil looking cloaked figure. Though it might not be fun for very much longer. Hello Brashck. The figure grinned, the only thing visible behind the darkness of the cowl was the two lines of yellowed teeth. Hello again Jayce. I see my Goblin slaves are too easy a target. Let me give you a little more of a challenge. Blue lightning crackled and surged from Brashck's fingertips, and leaped to the ground. Seconds later, skeletal hands burst from the ground, followed by the rotting and decaying bodies of the newly summoned dead.  

[vampiredracula911]

hmph so your incharge of the goblins well you might be a match for jayce but not for me *appearing behind the monster*  

[Melkore The Bard]

Jayce felt ill. Darkness was good, no doubt there. But even he would have a hard time with Brashck. I wouldn't do that friend. The warning came too late. Brashck apparently was not in a good mood. His smile faded and was replaced with a frown. His form dissipated into a thick mist, covering the village in a shroud of fog. You cannot kill what is already dead fool. Your efforts only hinder the speed at which I will destroy you.  

[vampiredracula911]

y not*defeats the creature with no effort*way too easy  

[Melkore The Bard]

...  

[vampiredracula911]

it was only a clone but it was weaker than the guy your use too  

[Melkore The Bard]

Jayce Was unsettled. A clone? Brashck had the ability to clone himself now? This is bad...  

[vampiredracula911]

not really it was half as strong as the real one so i might need to put effort when i meet him  

[Melkore The Bard]

Jayce was worried. Confidence was a good asset, but against Brashck, too much could be deadly.  

[gowdudeofdeath]

"ah the mountains its good to be home lets see the sights and sunds and maybe some old fashioned ale"
*looks around and sees many of his undead kind but no desendents and is sad*
"my so little of us left"