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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Ha'zi winced slightly as his last tooth healed, a painful pop as it finally fixed in place. His eyes were red from trying to bear the excruciating process, but he was feeling better now. The boy had spent most of his time in there waiting for his mouth to regenerate by attempting to nod off, with mediocre results. The sudden prickling bursts from his gums kept him awake along with the voices he heard outside their coffin prison box.

His attention peaked greatly when he heard a rather peculiar name. Tulkas? Wait a second. Wasn't he that guy Dim prayed to? What was he doing here? Ha'zi turned to his rather nude companion, covering his eyes, and told him the information he overheard. "Iver, did'ja hear that? Tulkas is here. Is he important?" [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user]
 
"Last time i checked that guy was super strong and they said that a god is beating them up really bad so i think he is the one beating the shit out of them" He said and stopped, "Be right back" He said and tried to open the box, if they didnt lock it he would start peeing outside, giving 0 fcks about the other shifters and maiar because he would use that opportunity to see whats going on
 
”J-J-Just as I-I said I-I-I don’t know,” The man cried, “I-I-I neber meant t-ta hurt s-s-sooo many beople...”

“Lying, piece of shit. I watched as my uncle burned to death because of you!” The recruit took out a knife and handed to Arandil, exchanging a look of understanding.

Magath roused the soldiers in the cave, helping those who could walk and those who couldn’t, leading them out into that Eru-forsaken valley.

The Scoutmaster began directing horses over to the wounded soldiers.

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Iver was yanked out of the box and tossed on the ground, being pinned by the Male Maia.

The female walked over and said, “Kid, come with me. Don’t put up a fight and there won’t be any issues.” Her hand holding a sword.

In front of Iver was some other kid. A girl. A young one at that. Maybe eleven or ten. She reminded him of Cardiloc’s sister with ragged hair and sleepy eyes.

“Is this the one?” She asked, her voice high-pitched and squeaky.

“No, it’s the one in the box.” The Male Maia said, holding the naked Dalishman down, their bodies touching each other in a fashion that made Iver borderline homosexual.

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"Well,seems now the roles have changed. I am the one that has the upper hand. The chance to take away all that you hold dear. I can very easily spare you. If you show us the way," he said as he held the knife near his throat.
 
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Daugo cautiously crept towards where the voices were coming from. Their accents sounded Gondorian, at least...
 
Dimitri did his best to kill his enemy, trying to push his way out of the ball of water and run at the enemy. He hoped for some help from fellow Shifters or Maia, since they should be nearby.
 
Sigeric quickly grabbed Zaro's hand and lifted him to his feet, letting go as the Elf tried to maintain his balance. "Pick up the Maiar Blade." He strode forward to just outside Azura's reach, pointing the rapier towards her. "Yield, and your life may be spared." he said, reaching into her mind to predict her next action. "Too many have died today. Shall you join them, fighting for a lost cause?" Sigeric was left in confusion at his own words, which seemed to have been spoken without his own consent. He knew that he should grant no quarter to a servant of Morgoth. He was being foolish. As he prepared to rescind his offer, he heard a familiar sound. The footsteps of the Armoured Giant. He prevented himself from breaking his focus. Tulkas and Dimitri could handle it for now.
 
Zaro ran as fast as he could whilst limping from the fall and grabbed the maiar blade. It felt very light, swift, and strong. This is nice, lets see what it can do. Zaro first unwrapped the chain from his hand and now put it back coiled on his waist. I should wield this maiar blade, it must be very effective against maiar. Zaro then equiped his shield in the other hand. The elf than walked over to thiS maiar that sigeric was threatening and pulled the maiar blade on her. "One touch of this and you will be dead, listen to him or it will be your demise"
 
"Iver, I don't think that's a go-" Ha'zi whispered urgently, but shut up as he heard the sounds of Iver getting yanked and the female Maiar and girl's voice. The boy froze as he overheard that they were here for him. Great. What would happen to him? Torture? Worse imprisonment? Would whatever happened to Grimnir be the same thing they'd do to him? Ha'zi remembered Sauron remarking earlier that they 'needed a strong Warrior.' So, was it true? Would it happen to him?

Frightened by such a prospect, he frantically looked around for somewhere to hide in the box. Rather stupid and unneeded, as he grimly noticed that the only place to go was outside. Should he go out there? Bolt for an escape? Or was he just being paranoid, and nothing serious would happen to him?

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Pyrus would rush forward feinting an attack to the left of the elf but actually came around the right, going to hit him in the head with the bottom of the Warhammer.

Meanwhile the Drake would continue his chase, roaring and spewing fire at the man.
 
Cardiloc saw the main fight was occurring in the distance, nearby a large black fortress which was in a vale, hidden by hills.

Nearby, however, there was the scarlet drake from before as well as the corpse of the jade drake. Three men were fighting and one was running from the scarlet drake.

The beast’s flames spewed forth towards Turin and he banked right again, going in a semi-circle.

Elladan tried to dodge both attacks but slipped and fell, the warhammer missed his head but came down on his foot, breaking it with a sickening crack. Elladan suppressed a cry.

”Pyrus, stop!” Eonwe instructed him. The voice came from directly behind Pyrus. He was in a situation where he could either finish off the elf or turn to meet his rival. Either choice could result in his subsequent death.

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”I’ll show you this!” The man yelled in retort and his body started to burn, his clothes, lighting with a strange flame. He screamed inaudibly and the recruit jumped back from the man. Arandil felt extreme warmth spread over him and his body begin to burn...

Ahead of Daugo, the Hobbit saw one man on the floor resonating with flames, the same type that Andreth had. The same ability he had. The other men around him seemed to have been Gondorians and there were a couple gathering on the horses. The man on the floor was screaming and his body seemed on the brink of exploding...

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The male Maia continued to press down on Iver, making it even more uncomfortable for him.

The female reached her hand into the box and grabbed Ha’zi, pulling him out and throwing him next to Iver. She did not attempt to restrain him.

In front of Ha’zi was a very young girl. She had light brown eyes and wild, curly brown hair. She looked at Ha’zi almost quizzically.

“Hello.” She said.

“No, time for chit-chat. Do it when I give the order.” The female grabbed Ha’zi by the neck, pulled him up, pushed him forward, and lead him up and over the hill. Ha’zi couldn’t do much but follow whilst Iver was left behind. He, did, however, catch a glimpse of the black fortress in the background, sitting nearby a river.

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”DODGE!”

Tulkas turned around and with one punch in the direction, not even touching the Water Spirit, just aiming his fist in its general direction. Dimitri had a split-second to react before a torrent of gales pushed forth towards the Water Spirit and the Dwarf Giant.

“It’s too late for me,” Azura muttered, slowly backing away but realizing it was futile when Zaro placed the Maiar-blade to her neck.
“I yield but promise that-“

DUSH. DUSH. DUSH. DUSH. DUSH.

In the midst of the battle, the Armoured Giant appeared at the top of the hill. It’s mouth opened and steam blew out before closing shut. On its shoulder were three figures: two men and a boy. Staring down upon the battlefield.

Equas glanced at Tytus and Evenis.
“Time to regulate on a bitch,” he laughed and leaped off Berethor’s shoulder.

Each of them jumped in a different direction, a blast of steam and explosion of heat rocking the world.

WHOOBOOM.

The Screaming, Serpent and Mimic Giants materialized around the Armoured and began to attack the battlefield. The Serpent and Armoured charging whilst the Mimic cloned itself into three additional Giants, surrounding the Screaming who began to open its wide mouth.

Sigeric felt a blade slice through his back-armor around his neck. A knife pierced his skin, digging one centimeter in. The Dalishman heard a voice speak.
“Yield.” It was another Maia.

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”Experiment.” The male said, pressing down on Iver. “You had a chance to wear clothes. You chose not to. Now it’s my time for some fun.” He took out a knife.

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Card flew with fury towards the drake chasing Turin, his wings sending up huge gusts of air as he approached the cursed servant of Morgoth. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
Oh no, he had to rescue Hazi. He started wiggling under the Maia and tried to pee on him. "HAZI RUN" he shouted toward the direction they walked him to.
 
Damn it, he'd tried to push the elf to Eonwë but failed, now it appeared as if he was directly behind him, making a choice on who to fight he decided to choose. Using his increased strength he would quickly rush forward and curb stomp the elves head as hard as he could, pushing off and turning around in midair, slamming his warhammer on the ground to trigger the shockwave.
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Getting tired of the games, the Drake would spin around, going to hit the man with his tail, if he landed or missed the blow he would continue to spin around following the tail hit up with a breath of flames.
 
The Scarlet Drake heard the batting of wings behind it. Probably one of his brothers there to reinforce him in killing this man.

Turin continued banking to the right, going in a semi-circle arc around the beast as its flames hit the earth behind him. If he fell, if he faltered, if it even swung its tail at him, he’d be good as dead. He wouldn’t die. Not for him, not for Tulkas, not for Nienor, not for Húrin, not until Morgoth’s heart had stopped beating.

The tail whipped around and Túrin was hurled with a clunk.

As Pyrus curb stomped the injured elf, a longsword smacked into his chest, denting his armor, and clubbing him. He lost grip of his warhammer and it fell next to the body of the elf as he smacked into the ground. Eonwë walked forward, the longsword in both hands.

”I SAID STOP!” He yelled and Pyrus saw a flash of lightning in the distance. It illuminated his white Ainur wings for the briefest of moments and he saw Eonwë, for once, with majesty and strength.

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”I like it when they struggle,” the Maia said, pinning him harder and slicing the knife across Iver’s back, leaving a line of blood tracing towards his buttocks...

“Cease your faggotry, Quethor.” Another Maia said, “Bring him to the dungeons. Now.”

“Fine.” The Maia grunted and pulled up Iver, whispering, “I’m not done with you, yet.” He restrained the naked man and pushed him forward towards the gates of the Fortress.

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