[IC] Ever Dream, The Worlds of Life (Closed)

[Jochannan]

Jo'Karr enters the fray yet again, warping his form into a massive battle suit, spitting divine flame (not actual flame, which would be useless against demons) that burns the life from the demon hordes, and launches long tentacles of his own liquid metal flesh (emulating FAILURE) that tears through the demons' armor. When finally there is a lull in the battle, Jo'Karr extends his power around his forge and severs all portal connections, sealing the forge from any new incursions, for now. The angels work their own magics, warding the Forge even further. Jo'Karr resumes his normal appearance, and appears before Yuneki.

"I can't thank you enough, though I know your power is a double edged sword, your help was much appreciated."

He kisses her hand. Then, looking up, off into space...

"Shara, wherever you are, thank you as well. I owe you both. Never hesitate to call on me if you are in need."

 

[magic_gathering2001]

When the portals are closed the second time Othar manipulates the space around the deities realms preventing all extraplanar travel to and from them without the dieties consent.

 

[Albedo]

While everyone has focused on the battle at Jo'karr's forge, they missed the onslaught going on at all the other parts of the material plane. Due to the enormous number of demons, they have begun striking at the other races too. Elves find themselves pressed against the wall, barbarians have found themselves being routed and scattered over the planet. Tocho's mortals have been holding there own, having thoroughly worked on their fighting forces and practice with dealing with the undead. Malkavia has used its magical barrier to protect itself, but there are also rumors of the return of Albedo to assist them. A large group of spellcasters has joined the demons, creating a dark brotherhood called Kane's Vengeance, named after their leader who was slain by an elf in battle. The rest of the mages gathered with the other races to defend them, while a few others try to live nuetrally in the times of war. The sixth planet has begun experiencing a revolt as Kane's Revenge attempts to take control from the archmage. It is a time of war, and there is now a great need for heroes to forge a new world out of these trying times.

 

[periculum]

Tocho watches the flames of war

Tocho is greatly pleased at this new outburst of warfare, giving his followers a chance to prove their mettle against a worthy opponent, and they do well. Upon the mortal plane the tides of war ebb and flow around the human settlements, as demons are pushed back without divine interference before regrouping and surging ahead once more, again and again.
Within the plane of Tocho, which he has dubbed Katryra, the demons make little head way. Their forces are decimitated almost as fast as they step through their portals, victims both of the natives and the environs. And the beast feast fully upon demonic flesh. Eventually, the great demon general Palqul, inspired by visions granted by Tocho himself, manages to establish a beach-head upon the plane and erects a great citidel to withstand the constant onslaught of the plane. Tocho sees these demons as worthy inhabitants upon his plane, given the carnage they have carved across the other planes, they just needed a little help getting started here. And indeed from thence forth they are able to hold their own against the plane, though expansion is slow at best and often takes several steps backwards. But the struggle improves upon both the demonic invaders and the natives of the plane.
As for the rest of the multiverse though, Tocho is sad to see the state of affairs. Most of the elven cities burnt to the ground by this time, those noble creatures being caught by surprise having been looking in the wrong direction towards the human settlements at the time. The elves were far from dead though, waging guerilla warfare against the horde and making the demons pay a heavy toll for their conquest. Into this chaos springs Tensok, a lycanthrope like no other. Borne of...unusual parentage, he is the offspring of a mortal man and a divine wolf of Tocho. He is thus a warrior of unparalleled prowess with the divine blood of Tocho himself pumping through his veins. He comes to the aid of the elves and wreaks havoc upon the demonic horde.
All in all, it is a mighty good war. Until Othar erects his barrier of course. Tocho easily dismisses the barrier around Katryra, allowing the demons to continue their uphill struggle upon that plane, but is unable to remove it from the others, despite expending considerable energy in the attempt. Insteads he travels to Jo'karr's fortress and beseeches that deities aid. "O' Great Craftsman and Inspiring Lord, I call upon you to aid in dismissing the barrier so arbitrarily erected around the planes. I know that you have suffered great assualt by these demons, and that having the planes sealed shut will preven further incursions, but think also upon this. With the planes closed, those demons already here have no place to retreat to, and will fight all the harder to make their stay here permanent. Also, your angels, along with the other mortals, will be unable to strike back against the demons upon their home plane of Hel, meaning that all the strife and suffering will be here, within the homes of the mortals you so love. Shutting a flame up within a glass globe kills not only the flame but also the oxygen upon which it feeds. This barrier will not seperate you from the demons, for they are already here, it merely entraps you with your enemy within your home, allowing the demons to go unscathed within their home."

 

[Jochannan]

"You are not one to ask favors of me, WARMONGER. But I will do this, the Aelves will recieve my aid first, when the demons are routed there, call on me again, and we shall see what is possible. Go to Othar, and try to explain your position to him. Perhaps a brute force solution will not be neccessary to your problem... unlike my current situation."

On the field of battle, with demons pressing all sides of the last great Aelven army, arrows rain down from the sky, but not launched by either army. For a moment the sun itself is blotted out, and the first battalions of the army of angels descend, with divinely empowered weapons from both Jo'Karr and Shara.
The battle is prolonged and fierce, huge stretches of formerly beautiful countryside are devastated. Meanwhile, deep in the seemingly endless storage room of the Forge, Jo'Karr breaks out some of his most advanced implements of war. After long hours of battle, a second wave of angels arrive, armed with magically powered mechanoid armors similar to the form Jo'Karr used to route the demon incursion in his domain.

 

[Albedo]

Into the fray of the Aelves comes "the Fiend". He is the origional created demon, and brings with him a great and sadistic power. In his hands is a sword, forged from magical energy siphoned off from Endoviors plane to be capable of tearing time and space. With one swipe the weapon tears a rift though the sky and the army of Angels, opening a hole in which leads to hell. Sucked into its dark grasp, victims of the rift find themselves trapped in the evil plane, and the longer they remain there the more they are corrupted. But not only are beings sucked into the rift, but even more demons spill out of it. And as the war rages on, and more rifts open and close, some of the beings sucked into it before join the hordes of evil to fight. Now, both sides are about equal, as the forces of the gods face off against the evil demons.

OOC: Btw, has moss been doing anything lately? I'm sure his plants will want in on this. After all, it is their planet.

 

[periculum]

Planet of Moss Falls

It was a lop-sided battle to begin with, the planet almost conquered before the arrival of the angels, and the aid of the angels negated by the sword of the demon lord, which controled the only way to rip a passage through Othar's barrier. Thus the planet of Moss fell firmly into control of the demons, the elves left behind became tortured slaves, the others outcast refugees fled throughout the solarsystem. Before the planet fell though, Tensok confronted and slew the demon lord in a climatic battle. He also managed to take out several hundred demon soldiers before falling to the hordes onslaught, too much even for a titan.
With a secure base upon the mortal plane firmly in their grasp, the demons begin renewed assaults upon Jo'karrs forge, as violent as before and just as seemingly limitless. Led now by general Palqul who took up the sword of his predesessor.


Tocho shakes his head in dismay, why did Jo'karr so callously rebuff his offer of mutual benefit before it was too late. Yes it would have intensified the struggle (Tocho's aim) but it would have done so to the angels benefit. Oh, well. Tocho sends forth his wolves to regroup the aelves into a cohessive force, and sends his lycanthropes to the planet of moss, so that the occupying force may not know peace within their victory.

The humans were also decimated by the fall of their twin world. The demons now lacking in reinforcements from Hel, the humans had managed to fight them off and were in the midst of celebration and carelessness when the demons renewed their assault stemming from above on the sister planet. Many cities fell that night, but it wasnt long before the humans regained their feet, led once again by Albedo.

 

[FreeXenon]

The Immortal's Storm (Prime II, the Third Planet)

The Aelves were fully unprepared for the darkness and terror that was about to befall. The Ffolk have spent lifetimes perfecting magic, combat and finess. They practiced and cursed the very word of humans and their warring ways, vigilantly waiting and practicing for the day they would come knocking and looking for trouble. Preparing to show them that there was nothing but death to be found here in the Lands of Prime II.

Something came knocking and it was not a warring human tribe. It was evil greater than anything they could ever have imagined. Creatures so horrible and malign that they could not understand the depth of depravity that could spawn such creatures. These were not humans, not in any way or form. Oh, yes they were humanoid, but that is where the resemblance ended. The Fiends are very resistant to magic and weapons, and they wield elder magics like an Alevling wields cantrips.

The Aelves were assualted by great magics and a physical foe the likes of which they have never imagined. Aelves by the thousands fell in the first moments of the invasion from the nether worlds. The one thing that was on the tongue of every dying Aelv was "Huuumanss!!" and cursing their very creation for they all knew that the humans brought this upon them. Some how. Some way, the humans were either directly or indirectly responsible for this.

City after city fell. The Fiends cut a swathe of flame and brimstone through the forested lands of the the Third Planet. The Ffolk brought to bare every magic and trick they knew. The Aleves called on Moss himself and all of his children to oppose these crimson hellish fiends that brought death and corruption to the quiet, peaceful and idyllic life that they once led. The tools they had were tuned to mortals and not the hellish onslaught that brougth the Aelven nations to their knees.

The first cities fell quickly and then word spread to other cities via magic of the invasion that had come. The first cities put up as much resistance as they could to allow the cites farther away to prepare and send apporapriate reinforcements. By this time the great Lycanthrope, Tensok and his minions have joined the fray as well as the gift of banishing magic's to the enlightend few helped to slow the dark armies. The new allies and magics give new spirit to the Aelves and they were able to stem the tide of battle.

Heavenly light shines upon the fields of battle as the Angels and war machines of Jo'Karr join in the battle for the survival of the Aelven peoples. One Aelv singles out the horrid 'the Fiend'. The great King Maelef TreeSinger wielding a great divine and arcanely powered Falchion blessed by the priests of Moss, Traume, Jo'karr and Shara. As Malelef confronts the fiend in one-on-one combat combatants on all sides make way as the titans struggle for dominance. The divinely powered weapon allows the great king to hold his own verses the Fiend. As the Dark Ones blade was tearing holes in the fabric of time, Maelef's blade was closing them - swing for swing the Great Kings weapon seemed to be its equal and opposite.

Shara, The Light Bringer (Light, Life and Wisdom)

 

[Albedo]

The Aelves called out "humans!!!" in fear, but their cry echoed throughout the galaxy to the human planet, and was heard by the nation of Malkavia. Misunderstanding the fear and hatred of the cry, they instead took it as a plea for help. Knowing full well what their unprotected mortal brethren were up against, for their armies were besieged as well, they sent a force to aid them. This force was the Angel killers which had descended upon Jo'karr's minions. But now, they fight alongside them. And at their lead was a reborn Albedo, empowered with a new war to fight, and a new foe to face. The skilled assassins, already sharing similar combat traits to the guerilla war that the Aelves were forced to take up, joined them and fought side by side with them in battle.

 

[Daia]

Yuneki unleashed

With the lull in battle, her birthplace seemingly secure, Yuneki takes her first tentative venture out among the worlds of men, and finds it embroiled in chaos. This turns out to be a wonderful playground for Yuneki to evoke her full potential, and the mortals soon learn both the misery of misfortune and the boon of having lady luck on one's side. Weapons break at inopportune times, battlefield conditions change unexpectedly (fog, rain, etc.), and plans getting lost, are just some of her many exploits. She also bolsters the fortitude of armys, preventing them from fleeing when they otherwise would have, and she helps to keep hope alive even as the elven homeworld is defeated. She also bolsters the pity one human king holds for the elves and their defeat, granting him the drive necessary to attempt a capture of the demonic vessels used to ferry them across the void. Unfortunately the misbegotten attempt ends in failure and the death of his kingdom.
Most notably, she steps in on the battle between Tensok and the horde, causing the sword weilded by him, gained from the defeated demonic lord, to rip another portal open sucking him into hell before the horde could deal the killing blow. Then, she causes the same sword to be lost by the demon general whilst en route to Jo'karrs forge, preventing further mass slaughter of angels in a single swipe.

(Don't know if Tensok will survive hell, but his story seemed too short, hope you don't mind periculum).