Legacy of the Sons of Aether

[Overcast]

His arms pulled into his many sleaved cloak and suddenly a creature jumped up and took the blunt of the blast a bit of the shockwave still hit them though, "That was intense but hows this!?!" three small creatures came out of the cloak and latched on to the heads of three armored men the roots impaling thier brains. They were still alive but were bieng controled by Torren. "Here comes the show!" the men began blasting at thier allies in a manically bezerk fashion, "Have fun!"

[Death Dealer]

Goran finished up his prayers just as the first shot hit the side of his ship.

"Go take care of that, Esta. I'll protect the ship."

Goran lowered his head and began to pray once more, "Divine One, shield this ship with your love and grace."

[ShumaGorath]

::Goran and Esta are attacked by seven dark armored swordsmen with blades of light. One of the screams and knocks Esta off his feet. Blaster fire is heard all over the ship now, and the defenders are doing well fighting back but very slowly are being overwhelmed.::

[Kima Azure]

Derek had noticed the seven swordsmen, but he couldn't let his instincts take over him now. 'If only I could get one of them without the others attacking...' Carefully moving, he noticed that many invaders were moving in a near-100% synch. 'That's too good... Let's see if they like this.' Aiming carefully at the most connected group, he channeled some power to his hands before feeling the Chaos surrounding him. "Heh... how about some Chaos?!" he said, slightly out loud, before sending a sphere forward. The sphere started to grow and envelop the fighters, before disappearing shortly.

However, in their helmets, they were being confused. Several new targets were being detected, and they were in their side! But, since they were good soldiers (without realizing their minds were being muddled by the magic as well), they decided to follow through their new objectives.

(Chaos Magic: Sphere of Confusion. Of course, that was a very strong spell; in fact, it's so strong that they might shoot each other just because they can't stop. It would be fairly weaker, actually, if normal rules applied. But my magic is chaotic... If it's too OP, just PM me.)

[Azisien]

Esta rolled backwards onto his feet again as the swordsman impaled into the ship deck where he had just fell. The polymers making up the deck floor sizzled as the lightsword sliced its way more than six inches down. The swordsman lifted the weapon up without any trouble and faced Esta.

Making no sudden movements, Esta simply brushed his long cloak to his side and clasped his other hand to his chest. The swordsman was confused, but attacked with a furious vigor nonetheless. The lightsword collided with the invisible barrier, filling the air with a loud crack. Esta opened his hand and pointed it at the surprised attackers chest.

A stream of fire leapt from his fingertips and coalesced into a single point at the center of his palm. The point exploded in a violent, fiery torrent and sent the swordsman flying off through the room and out of the ship, through the door they had entered.

Another swordsman took notice of the manouver and attempted to strike Esta, who swiftly side-stepped and grasped the attackers hand firmly. In a fraction of a second, the man's hand, arm, and shoulder had frozen solid. Esta simply shoved him to the ground as he started screaming in pain and began ushering Goran deeper into the ship where it would be less crowded.

(Magic-based spell: Barrier - Deflected a single blow from an attack. Fire-based spell: Pyrotechnics - A brief, continuous jet of flame. Water-based spell: Freeze, Touch attack.)

[Overcast]

"It's for the show, come my minions!" his two arms protruded out again as the two came over to him and died as the men looked at their own comrads he placed his hands on thier heads and they began to struggle as roots began to protrude out of every area that used to be an arm or a leg and suddenly thier heads exploded as flowers poped out and began to head off to the old black armored man, "Hope you like them they were made just for you!" they both pulled back two of thier roots but did not attack. Noticably they would wait until he did, one would die but the outher would impale him with a seed that would turn into one of them, "Interesting aye?"


(Doomflowers: they can live for only two posts and cannot attack unless thier comrad is in other words they need the fool to attack to kill him)

[Fuzzydoom]

A blade appears through the front of the man's chest. As he falls Alorin throws himself into the thickest point of fighting, laying about with swoord, teeth, and claws.

[Inbred Chocobo]

Draven had recieved the message. At first he was planning on ignoring it because it sounded like nothing worthwhile, but then a thought crossed his mind. The Blagari empire might be willing to part with a few priceless treasures for his help. It was due to this thought that he now approached an ongoing battle. He say the fighting and decided to get the enemy moving. He looked closely at the enemy ship focusing on the captains worst fear. It was actually quite a simply fear once it came to him. THe man was scared of an ambush, and seemed quite paranoid about it. "Alright then, lets see how hard it is to fake an ambush." Draven then focused, and soon it looked as if ships where starting to warp in. There was at least 10 Human Battleships, each one looking strong enough to easily take out the ship. Then, it looked as if all the ships started to deploy fighters, and that was all that captain needed to run. But just to make sure, he focused and enchanted the next blast of the omegacannon of one of the battleships to be real. It took a lot of magic, and Draven was feeling tired, but the sight was incredible as the blast hit the enemy ship and tore through it's shields. "Wonder if thats enough to make them retreat."

OOC: I am slightly confused on whats going on. If there is anyone in space under attack, then assume I am rescueing them. If there isn't, then I have meet a few Blagari and Kaldamoss ships that are having a skirmish a long distance from the actual planet.

[Death Dealer]

Goran looked up from the mass barrier spell that he had just enacted to protect from the gunfire outside. He noticed a swordsman right next to him, distracted by Esta. Goran pulled his warhammer off of the seat beside him, and cracked the soldier's head with his warhammer, muttered about having to fight, and then set the warhammer back down before settling into a prayer of war.

(Spells: Mass Barrier - Protecting the Ship. Lasts 5 rounds)
(Spells: Inner Fire/Holy Furor - Increases battle speed and battle prowess on Esta.)

[Fuzzydoom]

Alorin smiles and cranks up his luck factor. Suddenly the entire enemy fire arms seem to jam, and you can almost hear them all saying "shit' at the same time. Alorin begins throwing soldiers through walls, with a passion.

OOC: having recently found ut I'm uber-powerful, I am having fun with this.