Harkat
Apprentice Roleplayer
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Post by Harkat on May 28, 2014 21:03:40 GMT -6
Harkat hissed as he turned to face the newcomer, letting loose a blast of wind to knock back Zu (shove Spell) "Let that be a lesson to you, try talking to me again mortal and i shall separate your head from your shoulder, and your arms from your chest" Harkat threatened.
"and as for you Storm Demon, watch who you are talking to i am more forgiving than most Warlords but others wouldn't think twice about killing you where you stand" the bottom half of harkats face was now covered in a tribal like pattern of a tattoos that almost seemed to look like two wolf heads on his cheeks. "should you prove useful Halizar may take you as one of his... lesser minions, as for me i have no further use of you" he snarkily retorted.
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Kæax
New Member
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Post by Kæax on May 28, 2014 23:36:24 GMT -6
Kæax still held the ball of lightning in his hand. He looked to the clearing sky and the ball shot into the sky. The cloud started to darken again, creating a thunder cloud above.
"I work as a free agent. I'll never work under anyone else." As he turned his head between Harkat and Halizar.
He raised his mask to show his warming smile. "Well except for one person." He said as he broke his smile. A bolt of lightning strikes down in front of Kæax with light flashing strong enough to blind everyone. Within the split second, Kæax had vanished.
A voice in the wind called "You know how to talk to me. Call me if you want something."
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Post by Halizar on May 29, 2014 0:43:30 GMT -6
"I guess you rattled his ego a bit" Halizar said to Harkat with a laugh.
"And as for you, Ambassador of the Dark Temple, feel free to harvest and do whatever else you'd like in our aftermath. The white temple matters not to me anymore" He said as he walked towards Zuu. Now placing a hand on his shoulder he whispered; "It would also be wise to keep some distance from our shorter friend here, he just may kill you after all"
Halizar spread his wings and turned to Harkat. "Time to get our hands dirty" he said before taking flight towards the Northern camp
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Post by shadowwalker on Jun 12, 2014 22:32:19 GMT -6
The shadows of the shrubberies flickered ever so slightly as ShadowWalker listened to the other demons. Warlord this, power hungry that she thought with a smirk. What ever happened to the good ol' days when demons were simple mischevious creatures? she wondered as she watched with quiet curiosity. Unlike most of her kin she wasn't a malicious power hungry demon. She was one of the playful creatures of old though. Getting her claws dirty wasn't something she took pride in, grooming was important. It was more fun watching chaos one caused than actually participating in it, better view from afar.
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