Shadowfall

[Percival]

(Who what? Also, DAMN YOU SLEIGHT AND YOUR INTRODUCTION.)

[Battal]

The group keeps going.  The ceiling is still nowhere in sight.

[Blewcheese]

Pops occasionally checks behind him, to see any sign of the forgotten following.

[_-_-_]

Trent stumbles every so often,because of his lost head.

[1Nicolino]

Like a shadow: i can start? the energy of my house have fallen... yestarday. 

Special Powers: have unknown methody life repair, after 3 comments he restour +10 of life.

Abilitys: More +3 of velocity on any "fear time" on a realy "monster time" he gains +5 of velocity.

Age: 46 + -

 

Added Backstory: Rufus Jeferson Auttum , son of W. Jefferson Auttum † , brother of Dam J. Autum †, born on 1886, he have a trouble childhood ,your brother was killed on your front, have worked in yours father farm, yours only fun is a circus off the city ,your friend is the apprentice of the strong man ,he eats so much things and have fear of the dark , was a good friendship, he only have fear on the circus of the baby rescued from the fire on a local manor, when they turned 16, going to the circus, found a mage simply called S. He promised 30 years of glory for him, for the girl invulnerability to your greatest fear, fire, and the apprentice tremendous force, 30 years later, is time for pay ...

Edited January 24, 2014 by 1Nicolino

[Will]

While running up the stairs, Violet's left foot crashes through one of the steps. She reaches down to pull it out, but it is stuck deep and is resisting. 

"Damn it, I'm stuck!"

Violet tears at the boards, to reveal several shadow hands have taken hold of her ankle. Removing any of them without removing all of the others at the same time would cause her ankle to be torn to shreds. Violet looks down with a look of terror, sadness, and anger.

"F**k, f**k, f**k, f**k, F***********K!"

Violet turns to Pops.

"Get me out of this, please! Use some of your magic to get the hands to let go all at once, or something!"

"Don't leave me!"

Edited January 25, 2014 by Will

[Blewcheese]

Pops sighs.

"Shh... Calm down. Stay calm. They'll only get stronger if they sense your panic. They thrive on insanity."

As Violet's blood trickles down to the shadow hands, Pops grunts with effort. The best he could do is loosen the shadow's grip, but he's now exhausted.

[Will]

"J-j-just do what you can... I don't want to die here... not here, not yet."

[Blewcheese]

"You're not going to die. Come on..."

Pops lays Joseph down, precariously balancing on the step. He begins tugging at Violet, but his attempts are fairly feeble as most of his energy went into weakening the shadow hands.

[Will]

Violet pulls with all of her might, and barely manages to get her foot unstuck. Her ankle is sprained from falling through the board, but she can still limp.

"You saved me...... W-we need to go. It must be catching up."

[Blewcheese]

Pops nods.

"Maybe. It didn't seem intent on us though..."

His voice trails off, and he catches his breath. He lifts up Joseph again, clearly weakened.

"Let's go. Be careful."

[Battal]

The Forgotten finally throws Jakob's limp, shredded form to the ground.  The jaw still moves, attempting to make laughter without a throat.  The demon turns to the stairs.  It would not take much effort to kill them now.

[Will]

As the group ascends the stairs, they hear a loud creak from above. Snowfall turns the corner only to see Will staring back at him, an empty look in his eyes. He sprints up the stairs, not saying a single word.

Edited January 25, 2014 by Will

[Blewcheese]

(Joseph's unconcious. Do you mean Pops?)

[Percival]

(Wait, demon? Aw man, now I can't use the ritual and make a demon mad at me and murder me eventually.)

[Will]

(FTFY)

[Battal]

The Forgotten Makes its way up the staircase, growing closer to the weakened group.  He could already hear the shattering of their bodies as they struck the stone floor.

[Blewcheese]

Pops has begun to hasten, but he can only move so fast while burdened with Joseph's body and his exhaustion.

[Battal]

(Will, Snowfall isn't a him.)

 

(As far as I know.)

 

The group raced upwards against the Forgotten, but their strength and will is crumbling as they get ever-closer to the Vortex.  Voices of despair shatter their resolve.  And the stairs just keep going up.  At last, the group turns a corner to find that the stairs just end.  They turn around just in time to see the Forgotten reaching them before all goes dark.

 

(Stay knocked out for now, I'm going somewhere today.)

[Ellebelly24]

(.. Okay, das cool.)

[Blewcheese]

(I guess I'll just... I guess... Uh...

*Sits down in a dentist/doctor-ish waiting room*)

[Battal]

The Spire hummed with power, its song of destruction echoing across the Islands.  Even those who have never heard of Shadowfall could feel something was wrong.  The air had a certain tension within it, like before a thunderstorm.  Animals were rarely seen.  Plants were beginning to wither away.  The demon lord was only three days from his goal.

 

At The Spire itself, Shadowfall finally pauses his chant after almost a nonstop week.  Under normal circumstances, he would not have taken such a risk.  But they had, at long last, been captured.  By quite an unlikely subject. 

 

He wanted to speak with them.

 

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The group wakes up in separate iron cages, hanging over quite a monumental drop.  The cages are suspended by chains, and they hang quite close together.  A bridge hangs out over the chasm in a way that does not apply to the laws of physics.

Edited January 25, 2014 by Lord_Battal

[Percival]

"Well. Damn."

 

Fabrico stands up, gripping his cane. He prods his cane through the bars of his cage, hoping to find something with it.

[Blewcheese]

Joseph looks around expressionlessly. The flow of emotion had left his ability to feel in ruins. His eyes were completely blank. Pops wakes up, and the horribly familiar panic arises in his gut. He looks around wildly, gripping the bars.

[Battal]

After quite a long time of hanging, the group begins to wonder why they have not been brutally lacerated by anything yet.  Their answer finally comes, in the form of the ebony doors at the end of the bridge admitting a new guest.  Shadowfall's hood hides any emotion on the demon's unseen face, but his cold eyes display almost a feeling of disappointment as they flick back and forth from each prisoner.

 

"I was truly expecting...more from you.  Your attempts to escape have come surprisingly far, but the fact that you were finally defeated by a few missing steps extinguished any hopes I had for a nice challenge."

 

The demon's voice is mocking.

 

"Although, I suppose, the last few weeks must have taken their toll on you.  Your own deaths...the slow draining of your essence...the loss of so many friends..."