Aftermath and Preperation (Sef and Rage)
Citizen
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Regnasef on Jun 14, 2017 8:41:24 GMT -8
He stood watching the Skies it was his turn on watch for anything to come, he doubted Tyr would attack the Rage even he had kept this place secret from everyone he knew. But in Case He had the First Arrivals for the Bane Forces Recon the forest around the Castle and Set up Alert wards they would go off if someone crossed the threshold and he had a team working on a Alert Dome as well.
He turned walking down the steps and heading back inside the Castle everyone was going to be there. Everyone that was coming to Fight. He walked into the War Room, Nodding at Sirius, Jugo and Rio. They returned them Family matters aside they had a war to fight. He settled Gently into the Big Red Chair, because Red was his color and well that was the only reason, he looked over the map. They had already received information that the Temples forces had moved to a very Strategic Location a Leyline of All Places, there the Sef forces would be supercharged.
He Pointed to the Location it bugged him to convenient the gods surely would not make such a Mistake. He waited watched and looked onward just had to wait for the rest of them to make there appearances in the War room, his face remained a calm.
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Adventurer
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Worros, Sorrow, Crimson Rose
Race: Demon
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by Rahliasef on Jun 14, 2017 8:51:13 GMT -8
It didn't take long for Rahlia to enter the war room, swinging her arm in circles as she stretched her body as if readying herself for a fight. It was about time she thought as she walked in, looking to those who were already there. She almost smiled as she approached the others, having been itching for a fight for a while now. As she approached the table she drew a long ribbon from within her robe, doing her best to gather her hair and tie majority of it with the ribbon. Regna knew that this was a sign that she was readying for battle, as if one was about to break out in the war room.
Rahlia didn't speak, she knew that words would be spoken if they needed to be. She simply gave a slight nod to the others as they saw her, acknowledging them as she stood with the group silently and waited for the rest to enter, starring over the war table before her. She raised her hand to the hilt of her sword, rubbing the butt of the sword impatiently as she waited for any others to enter the room.
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by SaraphinaSef on Jun 14, 2017 9:15:13 GMT -8
War. It was never a good thing to hear. Especially to her. She was a Sef now, she had the responsibilities of such. She received word about a meeting about planning the war. Part of her was nervous. She knew Regna would be there. She hasn't seen him since he was fighting Jugo and they all had to flee Bane as it fell from the sky. But she will come. All the same.
She got Kalamira settled as she dressed in her usual clothes. An elegant, flowing dress and her signature red cloak, the hood upon her head. She walked slowly to the room. Her fingers fiddling with Regna's ring upon the chain on her neck. Another necklace around her neck, the one that Acheron gave her. A red gem with his family's crest. Her hand shakily went around the knob. Turn...a soft click. And the door was open. She took a moment to swollow before going into the room.
There he was. Regna. He was there. He was fine....Alive. Her heart raced as she kept her eyes upon him, she knew Rahlia was in the room, but every fiber was screaming for Regna. She wanted to go to him. To embrace him. To cry...and weep...but now was not the time. She held her reserve, and to him it would be apparent she was holding back from her emotions, although her eyes betrayed her. Welling up slightly with tears. She still held strong like a Sef. Now was not a time to be overly emotional. War was apon them. Bane had fallen, and someone had to be held responsible.
She did go to him slowly, stopping before him. A soft smile upon her face. "Regna..." her voice cracked but then she cleared her throat. "I missed you."
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Race: vampire
Age: unknown...looks 14
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by Allianasef on Jun 14, 2017 11:06:00 GMT -8
Alliana was never a big fan of fighting. She always found it amusing that Regna had asked her to be in this family a very long time ago. She was happy to accept his proposal of joining him, but war was still never one of her strong suits. She might have been an old vampire lady (:-P), and her talents were quite remarkable, but when it came to war, she was always out of her element. She still felt the call to come there and be supportive. She would offer whatever assistance she could, granted she was not going into one of her visions that left her weakened and confused. Her gift of sight was also very useful, when she understood what the visions meant. She had seen such a horrible vision before she was called to the castle. She had seen bodies all around. Death...so much death..and she was not really sure if she was the cause of it, or if something else was. The faces upon the bodies were too blurred to see, but she had a sense of familiarity surrounding her. She was worried, it was clear.
She had already been through so much with her daughter being killed, that her mind was in chaos. She had to be tied up for weeks to keep from going on a murdering spree. The pain in her heart had made her snap for a short moment, and it often took her a good moment to snap back into her calm demeanor. She still felt a little agitated about several things, one of them being that her long time friend and who she thought of as a brother had been injured. She finally walked out from the room she had been recovering in, and moved down to where the others were. She gave a smile to those who noticed her, and moved to lean against the wall crossing her arms across her form at the stomach as if to comfort herself.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Devotina Serenity on Jun 14, 2017 18:01:21 GMT -8
If invited to do so, she would join the others and stay nearby Sirius in a bit of a shy manner. She hadn't said more than a 'thank you' to most others and had no intention to. Perhaps she was a bit in shock, or maybe it was just her nature, but Devotina had probably been the most quiet Sirius had ever seen her since they met. Crowds weren't her thing... she hated it, but being near Sirius helped keep her calm and she could just focus on him as she listened.
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Citizen
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Siriously
Race: Full Demon
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by SiriusSef on Jun 14, 2017 18:38:21 GMT -8
Devotina SerenityHe wrapped his arms around her offering her comfort and security there his eyes wandered over the group gathered. He was unsure of his fathers plan thus far but he expected something wild and out of his mindish. But to say his father had no brains was a lie, the Demon had lead the city of Bane to fulfillment that was until now. He pressed his lips to the Top of Devotina's head, he saw his Mother in law she looked like she was about to break down he was surprised at her strength and it gave him a newfound respect. Some eyes wandered over Devotina some Judging others just glad to see Sirius happy with someone, but there were no hugs or handshakes this was a serious meeting after all.
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Amateur
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Riosef on Jun 14, 2017 18:41:59 GMT -8
RegnasefHe rose from his bedchamber where he had been resting opening his mind to the Dragon so he could listen in as well. He entered the room no doubt Prizma not far behind and sat in a chair Across from Regna he still looked rather pale but he would rest more before the actual battle took place his strength would be back by then. His eyes went over those in the room itself, he was glad Wen wasn't here although she would be sorely needed, that part of him was glad his daughter was safe away from all this with her boyfriend. His eyes wandered over the map then to Regna what was his plan? Who really knew Honestly.
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Citizen
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Travine on Jun 14, 2017 19:17:13 GMT -8
*Prizma received the message to meet in the war room. She began to make her way there, thinking how she only had teo goals goal #1, protect her family. Goal #2, protect Rio. She entered. The war room a little uncomfortable, for she was used to her solitude, that and she didnt want to see her former stepfather. She hated him for doing the same thing to her mother that her father did. Those eyes narrowed at Regna for a.second then they shifted to Rio and she began to relax, remembering once more why she was here.she leaned back against a wall, her hands begind her, palms resting against the wall*
*Harley got the scroll from the owl that Prizma sent. There was a call to arms at the castle, explaining in detail what was happening. Harley explained to Thrax what was happening and despite how much he begged and pleaded her not to go, she made a blood pact, every single rage did. Tears ran down Harley's cheeks as she kissed her husband and children one last time, not knowing if she would ever be able to again. When she arrived to the War Room, she moved to Sirius'side that devonita was not on and brought her hand up, placing it on Sirius's shoulder and gave a slight squeeze. An appology for not giving him a chance as a stepfather. "Thrax sends his condolences" she takes her hand off his shoulder and joined the others.
As she and Acheron arrived at the Rage castle,the alarms started to go off. Emma moved to the spot the castle doors would be if it were seen, she stopped and brought her hand up, opening it and pushing it open. She turned her head.and looked to Acheron with a smile. She headed onside and to the.war.room with him. They entered inside and she looked around for her mother Alice.
Hectate Sef looked to her arm as her mark began to glow and tug at her. She followed the matk to inside the war.room*
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Jun 14, 2017 20:25:32 GMT -8
The telltale sound of his cane echoed through the hall as Acheron entered the war room along side Emma. He gave a strange smile as he nodded to Regna, looking over all the faces in the room. He stayed with Emma all the way, his long white hair tied back with a black ribbon, his regal robes cascading around him, giving him a royal air about him. He tapped Rahlia's shoulder as they passed, giving her a nod and a smile as they continued through the room. As they came to a stop he tapped his cane again, placing two hands on the top of his cane as he stood proudly beside Emma.
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Prizma on Jun 15, 2017 4:57:45 GMT -8
*Prizma watched all that fathered in the war room. The door opened one more time and Saylvica entered. Prizma shook her head and lowered it, she did not want her sister in this battle, she wanted her to be one of the ones protected from it. Her jaw clenched anf she lifted her head once more*
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Wen, Wenny
Race: Half Unseelie Fae
Gender: Female
Age: 214
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by AeronwenSef on Jun 15, 2017 15:21:24 GMT -8
The silent assassin stepped out from the shadows. It had been some time since she fought in a sef war, but Wen was as loyal as ever. She stood off to the side of the room, but her mind already went to work. An icy gaze locked on to several different faces. Would they be enough? She wasn't sure. The army she once commanded were people she knew inside and out.
John was left a note before she left. Although it wasn't perfect, Wen attempted to explain that she could not sit off on the sidelines. He was welcome to follow her, of course, mostly because she couldn't stop him even if she wanted to.
Much like a typical loyal servant, Wen bowed on one knee in front of Rio and Regna. "My lords. I am here to serve."
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Citizen
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Regnasef on Jun 18, 2017 9:04:55 GMT -8
(Update from In Game Rp)
Regna had gone off meeting with Baracus a battle ensued after taking a beating from Baracus Artifact weapon he had made a retreat but not before relieving Baracus of his Arm.
Upon his return he was promptly healed his armor fixed and he addressed Everyone's Roles in the coming battle.
Drake was to Take Control of the Gryphon's While Rahliasef Would lead Ground Troops, Rio, Brom and Regna would face off against Baracus, Amika and Travine.
AeronwenSef Would lead the Rest of the Sef, Including SaraphinaSef, JugoSef And Nyght, SiriusSef with Devotina through the Gateway to the New Location of Faror, where Banes Loyal Citizens were already rebuilding there new lives.
For Sure one of them would Die, both sides would have casualties.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Kaynesef on Jun 25, 2017 12:04:45 GMT -8
*The feeling. That uneasy feeling. Always. He wanted so badly to wash his hands of the entire thing...to just walk away. It was family. It was Hectate. His sister. If for no other reason than to protect her...he'd come back. Their reunion had been long over due. Now, he moved quietly along the all too familiar corridors that led to the war room. He was of age to heed the call now. It was...an obligation. Just outside the door, he hesitated then lifted a hand to shove it open. Stepping through, he cast a quick glance to each person that had arrived before him in turn. He saw his father. His grandfather. He saw that creepy little kid that was somehow older than him. He offered a smile to her, glad to see she was seemingly recovered from her latest vision.
He didn't speak, only lowered into a chair and folded his arms across his chest. Silver hair spilled down his back as piercing blue eyes bore holes into his father and grandfather. This was not going to end well for all involved. There would be casualties...but how many before the two of them were satisfied. A breath was drawn in slowly then evenly released as he waited....*
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