PvP RP event: Tragic Tail part 3-2: The Dread Ritual

(Saturday Dec 26th at 7pm cst)

The Ebon Dawn have suffered increasing attacks by Undead that seem to rise in the wake of everything they have done since the outlanders and a strange Harmonic obsidian shard interrupted their hurried ritual in the ruins of Rhun. Now they struggle to make their way back to the ancient city in hopes of finding and correcting the source of the endless waves of vengeful dead that curse their every move.

Objective: players will enter Rhun Ruins where cultists will be re-attempting a ritual. NPC waves will spawn and be timed. Future events will be determined by whether the NPCs are stopped. You may either kill them, or try to stop people from killing them so that they succeed.

Upon each successful defense, The cultists will withdrawl (dissapear) and a wave of liches will appear, and must be killed to continue the ritual. 2 Waves must be successfully defended to wint he fight in favor of the cultists. 2 waves must be successfully defeated in order to win in favor of the vengeful dead.

 

The purpose of the fight has been added as a result of of the events of wednesday evening.

 

PvP event will happen tonight at 7pm CST \o/

 

The Ebon Dawn approached the Dias in Rhun with their highest ranked sorcerers, and sacrifices ready to perform the ritual to return Razox to the underworld and stop the undead hordes. As they slaughtered thier first sacrifices, a Maelefic lich archmage appeared to them. "....From dust.....we come...", the archmage disentigrated into dust as 6 Hulking zombies arose to stop the ritualists.

"Hold them off! I must CONCENTRATE!" Snarled the highest ranked Ebon Dawn sorcerer. The dead were encroaching on the cultists position and the indiscernible whispers and rattling of bones could be heard from all directions. The high sorcerers intensified thier chants as a large obsidian shard began to hum harmonically with another shard that began to float by.

"CRUSH IT!!" The top sorcerer yelled,


maintaining his concentration on the ritual, as the other sorcerer's launched a massive fireballl in unison at the resonating shard. The shard split with a thunderous crack, causign it to stop its humming and begin to glow brightly. Razox appeared and screeched a horrifying screech. The dead rising from the dust disintegrated. He was no longer able to raise them. "We've done it! And without the interference of outlanders! Retreat while luck is on our side!"

The mistake of before had been undone! But the dead still far outnumbered the cultists. The remaining cultists attempted to flee as most were slaughtered by the many skeletal archers shambling along the paths into the city twards them.




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Arkah heard the loud crack from Rhun and noticed all the commotion as he snuck into the city along the high walls to investigate. He saw the undead slowly walking tward the center of the city, and cultists engaged in combat with them. One cultist caught his eye in particular, fleeing ahead of the others. "Wait...is the the man from Resolute?" He asked himself, unable to answer. He lept intot he street giving chase, hoping the others were too occupied with the dead to notice him, But lost his quarry as he dissapeared into and explosion near the wall's entrance.



Arkah stealthily climbed a nearby tree and took perch on a tall tower, observing the undead chasing the remainder of the cultist forces from Rhun. The ruins were quiet except for a few lingering skeletons patrolling the streets.

"Glad im on the tail end of this retreat" He muttered as he climbed back down the wall. He noticed 3 shards glowing brightly int he street. They looked like obsidian. He picked them up and heard a faint resonating humm from each one. "Thats...interesting?"

He shoved the 3 shards into his pack and made his way outside the city where Trots waited for him by a stream.

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Arkah kicked in his own door.

"MOTHER OF DAEDELUS" Xlaia cried grabbing her chest. "You scared the pants off me!"

"You arent wearing pants, you're wearing a dress! \o/" Arkah snarked as he dumped the 3 shards ont he table and began digging through a trunk nearby.

"Yea well thats because you scared me. What are those?" Xalia stared at the shards head tilted inquisitively.

"I dunno." Arkah said pullin 3 sconces from the trunk as he started setting the obsidian shards into them. "But I feel like had i not been the only one in Rhun aside fromt he cultists and the dead, we may have never gotten the chance to try and find out!