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> Chaos and Victory, Port Miere
post Jul 13 2015, 10:05 PM
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The streets of Port Miere were torn and battered as all out war erupted across the city.

Striding through portals that seemed to appear all around the city came powerful, deadly Lizard men and women, spitting venom that seared the skin from all it touched, whose blows cleaved guards in two before they could react. Panic and chaos flooded the area as what militia there were ready rushed to face the menace, but proved woefully inadequate.

At the heart of the disturbance however, the battle raged most furiously. A ritual shrouded in purest light shone brightly amongst the fighting as a group of exceptionally powerful mercenaries fought back against the attempts by Leslirath to force his way onto Primus and capture Port Miere. Thryn, Banquo, Destiny, Viktrum, Sensai, Karsh, Lux, Naga and Rheinhart amongst others fought with a wild determination, their own powers flowing with exceptional potency around them, pushing them to the limits of even their own legendary forms as the God himself emerged upon Primus.

Clad in darkness, the Mercenary known as Leslirath, now 10,000 years old, ancient yet young, possessed of vitae and consumed by the Grist plague forced his way into the Primal Plane. Were it not for the renewed fury of the Mercenaries attacks, Abel's repeated sacrifices and Serrenity and Anghest's ritual craft, what doom would have consumed the city?

But fight they did, furious blow followed ever more furious blow. And slowly, the God was driven back, unused to his home plane, and pushed away. Though Anghest fell to the ritual strikes that emanated from the plane beyond the portal, and Banquo himself nearly stumbled in his personal sacrifices to maintain the life of his allies, the portal was closed with the frustrated screams of a lethal being raging against the walls of the dimensions.

Leslirath was sealed away.


"Ah, greetings friends"

20 Back Rubs, a woman dressed in fine white robes that bore a stunning resemblance to the clothes worn in the eastern lands of Primus approached the triumphant Heroes. She held before her a battered helmet. Black with a wide rim, domed on top.

"I believe this is yours?" She bowed and placed the helmet in Banquo's hands. "It fell through the last portal as we fought against these Lizards. I thought I recognised it" Smiling she turned to return to her party of similarly dressed people. Amongst them was 20 Quills.

"Friends, you are allowed to come visit us for the celebration! We look forward to seeing you in Serke Kemi. Prepare well." With a smile and a bow, he also turned and the group departed.

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