Death to the Major

Death by Snoo Snoo… No wait, death by sun would be the likely way to die today. The sun was up high, berating and bullying the people of Fiore with its horrid rays of doom. What made it worse was that there were no clouds in sight, how awful was the summer months. Luckily for some mages, they didn’t have to spend all their time in Fiore. Some could take holidays, free of charge! All one had to do was be… persuasive. There was a particular island in the northwest of Fiore that was perfect for when the rest of the world spent their time baking. It was called Snowfall Island, a former resort turned into an icy wonderland. Rumors had it that summer had vanished from the isle, which made it all the more appealing.

Jaeger, a mage of different faces, hated the heat waves that were associated with this terrible season. While aesthetically pleasing as woman would wear more revealing clothing, it didn't really outweigh the overheating the sun brings with it. He had made it to the island shortly after Earthland entered summer. The ice and snow were wonderful, so peaceful and serene. It was heaven on Earthland right now. The only thing missing were the cute snowbunnies to cuddle and hang with. It had little to no population within the resorts. The water frozen over, beaches covered in snow, and now an undead mage flopping around making snow angels. Nava would have liked it here, his fur would have kept him partially warm as they played in the snow. The mage missed his Giant fluffball, but it wasn’t safe to be around.

2 Weeks later. Jaeger has been spending his free time at this island, minding his own business and relaxing. When the cold got to be too much, he’d simply warm himself up with his magic, but for the most part was fine. However, his lovely vacation was coming to a close as the Augurs had other dastardly plans.













And the connection was severed between Jaeger and the Augurs. The mage sighed and started to make his way to the boat he had used to arrive at the island. It was some small motorized water vehicle. The people that were on, a family he had taken hostage, seemed to have frozen to death. A thought that had escaped his mind…. Oh well, it was too late to do anything about them. The mage started up, and began his voyage to the village. Fortune was on his side as River Village was fairly close to the Island, just on the mainland of Fiore. A quick and annoying journey across the water should do, then he can get back to Jaeger time, if the Augurs would keep quiet long enough. Mid way, he dumped the frozen bodies into the water, no need to bring suspicious corpses into town.

The arrival! The town in the middle of a river that connected to the ocean. The boat could easily fit and dock at whatever port the harbor master wished. The man was to follow the rules of the town until the time to kill was needed. There was no reason to alert anyone to any suspicious behavior until then. For the moment, the workers and master would see a blonde elf looking man, tall with a royal like attire suited to his body. His hair would flap and flow in the cool wind that flushed over the village, it was a very dramatic way to enter the village.



The cafe was close by with a sign in big neon lights. It was fairly obvious place to meet, perhaps that worked in their favor to meet in a seemingly popular location. He made his way to the door and walked in.

Using the light that shined behind him as a blurry cloak, he transformed himself from the blonde prince into his horned, suited appearance. No one seemed bothered by the appearance at first, however, his cursed bloodline would have to ruin that if he lingered too long. As he did, he could sense the special bond that marked him and another, giving him a general feeling of who his partner might be, a man in a similar suited attire and a hat with long black hair.

And so it begins! As the dark haired, horned individual made it closer to his pact mate, he too shifted form. No longer were the closely related in hair color or clothing, but almost opposites from one another. While Jaeger remained in a fine black suit, slick raven hair, and cyan eyes; Lestat was now a white haired, grey skinned being. His eyes radiated with pure red bloodlust, or so one could describe. However, that wouldn’t be the most shocking or drastic change. His partner now donned a very old fashion sense. No longer a suit but a fancy, aristocratic, victorian style garb, how un usual it was.

A hand from this monster extended out for a handshake, a proper greeting was in order for the two gentleman. So polite this one is, could even make the manliness of Jaeger swoon with excitement. The horned one grasped the gray figures hand and gave it a firm shake.



It was time to begin the chaos, no time for other formalities unfortunately. Lestat took the first action, a weird aura of what he could only describe as blood swirled around the man before it rapidly expanded. It was seem the civilians of this port town were about to have it rough. Not only was his own cursed lineage was slowly infecting them all, this guy was causing them to vomit and panic. Disgusting, really. The smell alone would likely cause them all to throw the rest of their stomachs up. Jaeger would follow his partner out so he could get some fresh air. Some of the people outside had the same affliction, only the ones closest to the bar seemed to be affected.



Yes, wither away. Now some of the side-effects of being the Sinful Horseman could be physically shown. As people were busy being nauseous and vomiting, their skin has start to shown signs of rotting away. Their skins was slowly gaining dark sores, their live essence, their living tissue, was withering into nonexistence. Then, they were starting to have hallucinations, seeing things that wasn’t there. Their panic would only get worse before they die.

Shortly after all the screams and hollers, units of the Rune Knights began to take formation around them. A grand total of 8 men and women have taken up arms against them, half are knights and other are mages, none of them look important enough to be their target.



Ras said and drew his revolver, a wicked looking poison weapon. It was spiked around the barrel, giving the inner works a bit of cover. He took aim at 3 enemies that were in the middle, 2 knights and a mage. Just being this close almost guaranteed a hit by his curses and his shots. With a smirk, he took three shots. Green streak zipped out, firing towards the targets. One, Two, Three hits to their chests of Poisoned Soul shots. Soon enough, they fell over in pain as both the wither and poison weaved their way through the body. They writhed in pain as everything hit them at once, mentally, they were having a real trip while physically they are just being attacked at every turn. Unfortunately, at some point, the two will have to break off to find the Major, preferably by sneak attacking him as the Augurs said, while he’d gladly try and prove them wrong, however, he’d rather not take all day trying to kill one knight.

Enemy Health
Knight 1: 40/60HP [-20HP Lineage]
Knight 2: 40/60HP [-20HP Lineage]
Knight 3: 16/60HP [-20HP Lineage. -24 Revolver DMG.]
Knight 4: 16/60HP [-20HP Lineage. -24 Revolver DMG.]
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Mage 1: 16/60HP [-20HP Lineage. -24 Revolver DMG.]
Mage 2: 40/60HP [-20HP Lineage]
Mage 3: 40/60HP [-20HP Lineage]
Mage 4: 40/60HP [-20HP Lineage]

How can anyone be this messy? Momentarily after shooting the opposition, a flurry of bats swarmed behind the knights and mages. What was he planning? Thought Jaeger as the pale one smirks. So far, he had only seen vague abilities revolving around blood; However, it was only a hop and a skip away to the thought of vampirism. He hadn’t seen one before, just rumors and stories. Legends of beings that lived forever and feasted on blood. Given that he was within a certain guild, it was entirely plausible that these creatures lurked around the shadows. The only thing is… why can’t they be nice and clean?

This thought occurred to him as yet again, more blood swirled around the vampire. It was different though, thicker, deeper in color, and least of all, a feeling of a more violent nature; he’d be correct too. The essence and magic unleashed itself upon the enemy, swirly, expanding, exploding in the area. Blood and organs went every which way, bones launched into the air and pierced into the building behind him. AGain, how disgusting this sort of behavior was. The ground, the water below, everything was covered in a thick crimzon slime.



Ras said, fairly annoyed that his suit was ruined with blood, or at least ruined by the excessiveness by it. Unfortunately, he didn’t have any rags available to wash himself,. The grown made sighed through his pout and began to rapidly heat the area around him. It was only a matter of milliseconds until a visible steam and heat aura developed and began to boil the blood. With enough time, the blood just evaporated. Despite his efforts though, his suit was ruined. The knights and mages that hadn’t been killed yet, ones who had just arrived, looked at the horned man in disbelief. Why would some chaotic devilman worry so much about clothing?

Just as he was about to speak again, Lestat began his next assault, likely to be as gruesome as before. Jaeger watched without enthusiasm, an expressionless face that expected to just have more blood splatter and an even worse off piece of clothing. A ball of dark blob of magic went sailing behind them, hitting the knights and mages that had recently arrived. Like he guessed, more blood.



With the combination of his curses and this one's nasty habit of bloodsport, most of the enemies have been taken out and exploded. All there was left were 4 others that had tried to come up from the left, close enough for Jaeger to finish them off, without blood. An explosion will do the trick, less graphic and cuts the water works.

Walking up to the horrified and slightly hallucinating knights and mages, he stuck his palm out towards them and looked to Lestat.



When ending his statement, he rapidly heated the air in front of him. Almost as instantaneous, an explosion touch shape and blew the rest of the forces asunder. Their bodies went limp and flailed some feet back.

Fun? FUN?! How is this carnage fun? It was messy, grotesque, and disturbing to say the least! Jaeger couldn’t understand it, he could at least clean up after himself! It was just absolutely everywhere, staining the wood below and everything else. For someone that looks to be of an older era and have a certain… class about him, he didn’t act like it. With yet again another sigh, he turned to look at the rest of the living bodies. The civilians that hadn’t yet run were on their last leg, trying to scamper off to safety as they try to fight through the insanity the curse of insanity was giving them.



These civilians were trying to finally get away, unfortunately for them, they have stayed within range of the curse for far too long. Their skin had already shriveled to an irreversible point in time, it wouldn't belong until they perished from the shock, the hallucinations, and withering. Jaeger brought up his wrist to chest level, looking down to it as if he was checking his watch. When he looked back, they had already collapsed, dead from it all. Fantastic, now all that was to be done is to go after the maj0r, the target of their contract. Now the Augurs did say to sneak attack, thought they just might not think too much of their abilities. Where is the confidence boost when you need one?! Lestat seemed to have it all, he pulsed and slammed a hand into the ground, causing the Grim Heresy mark to become visible within the wood.

CRASH. BAM. KABOOM. Behind the dashing devil, a giant rock had land… and it was on fire! The knights seem to be getting more serious with their assault. Using catapults now along with ground forces. Whatever shall the Grims do now? Following this interesting turn of events, two more groups of 8 came flooding into the area. One or two of them nearly slipped in all the blood, would have been humorous if they did. His partner disappeared into bats yet again, dealing with the boulder hurling mages.

Always the dramatic one it seems. The others seemed more preoccupied with him, the eccentric vampire and his chaotic ways. Clearly, he was the larger of the threat with his over the top killing. To a point, it was sort of sad really, just because he didn't make such a mess with his attacks, that doesn't mean he wasn’t strong or noticeable either! Rude. He will just have to wait until the most important time to strike and show them who's boss. The man waited and waited, Lestat eventually came back rejoined the docks, he was rude too, keeping Jaeger waiting for so long.

Once he was back, all the knights and mages circled the vampire, drawing their swords and staves and taking aim. This was his chance, his moment to shine! Jaeger took his own aim with Trinity and fired three shots into the heads of three nights, with his Aura and the shots to the dome, they fell over dead. One must appreciate and love head shots, a critical point of the human body.



Jaeger gave him a half-hearted wave and sank right into the bloodied wood. The real job begins now!

Sneaky, very very sneaky. Jaeger disappeared into the wood below. A tight fit for sure; the tree mage is used to merging into the full grown trees, not poorly cut planks that have been used for building purposes. He knew it was a needed purpose, wood for construction and other human related objectives. The only thing was if those that cut down forests replanted or not. It’s a rather sore subject, it was a slightly needed resource but at the same time, he didn't trust them to regrow the forests. For now, the man would just have to do his job. The poachers of tree kind shall have to wait as the mage would have to slowly squeeze through these thinnish planks. While he felt this sluggish, Jaeger could guess that this wouldn't always be the case as his own power would increase.

The two grims were to split up for now. Lestat staying here at their destined meeting place and causing as much havoc as he wants. A bloody ocean was surely going to be what the other was to return to once he finds their target and either leads him to the bath or defeats him alone. OF which, that was to be Jaegers job. As he could move in the wood without notice, he could just sneak up on the Major and attempt to take care of business. “Okay… How am I to do this? Finding him will be fine, He’d likely have the strongest presence in town. How am I to take him?” This was his problem, how to sneak attack the man and take his life.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Right. Left. These directions while sensing was making him slightly disoriented. However, his senses led him to where he needed to be. It was on the far west of the town, hidden away in a cluster of similar looking buildings. With an ear to the… ground, Jaeger could hear the clang and cling of metal armor being shuffled. The major was preparing for battle, it was weird. The info of the job detailed him as being a requip mage, why would he need another set of armor when he could just change into something at will? Either way, this would be the best place to do so. All his units are preoccupied with the abrasive vampire. Major Kevin was singled out, far from his men and unable to call forth more. Jaeger would just need to strike, or at least his main attack as his curse would immediately begin affecting him.

First things first, subduing the target, the best way that he had to do so was tree manipulation. With that, a spell was to be used that would give his magic its name. A large tree, one similar to the ones on either side of the river, rapidly sprouted in the middle of the room. The roof of the building resisted busting open, but that was only for a moment as the tree forced its way through. Phase one, get the tree! Clearly a tree spawning within a house like this would surprise anyone, with that element, Jaeger began manipulating it to grapple and apprehend the Major. He made sure it was done with... harsh movements. Wrapping a Branch around the majors neck, squeezing tight. Roots would lift up to grip the ankles and to hold him still. Hands and wrists were done similarly to the neck and wrapped in branches.

The sneak attack seemed to work! The major was caught unsuspected by the giant tree. It was great, so was the magic, hence the name. Now, the only kink in the plan was that he was a type of fire mage. Fire plus wood is very bad, it was his only weakness! However, as long as he could keep the mage contained, he didn’t think anything could happen. Right?

The tree stood strong, gripping most of the vital points of Major Kevin. Jaeger had the man just where he wanted him, under his domination! Kinky, right? Having someone bound like that, it just made you feel some sort of power. It was a rush. Jaeger wasn’t normally like this, even with a woman. However, perhaps his partner was getting to him, awakening the sort of… grim side of things. Hopefully it was only temporary. Who knows what might happen next… maybe the tree hugging mage will want to have blood baths and other messy hobbies. Bleh.



The knight said, violently wriggling his arm to get a hand free. A feisty one, that was for sure. Theman shook, bended, flopped, and twisted to get some part of himself free. It was cute. With that thought, that instant moment, a hand popped free! A resounding success on the part of Jaeger. His one job, and it almost messed up! The mage started swirling magic circles around his hand. A fire was most likely to come from these, either that or a flame based requip. Either way, the duo, mainly the floor board uno, can’t have that. The mage quickly manipulated the area of the house, nearly freezing it. Fire cannot survive without a base heat, not long enough to burn the tree down anyway.

As punishment, Jaeger strapped his hand back in and began to have several branches wail on the Major. One, two, three, four, five….the hits kept coming. It would be a slow death and defeat, but it would provide the sneak attack recommended to them. Don’t need to be too flash, eh? A simple bludgeoning would be fantastic, minimal bloodshed, loud clanging sounds, what could be better? A fine woman.. No no, those thoughts would have to be for a job well done. Above him, armor was being dented as limb and limb slammed against the major. His screams became more and more annoying, they rang out. He was a major with the Rune Knight; one would think he could take more before becoming like this.

Jaeger took a branch with a lot of leafs to muffle the sounds. It would be a shame if more minions came by and helped free him. Blood began streaming down, drip, drop, drip, drop; A small pool began forming on the floor. The crimson puddle sent its scent into the air. Its very essence filling the space with a nauseating aroma. It would seem that a piece of the armor eventually broke and punctured the skin. A momentary wif later,his pact mark began to irritate and inform him of his partner coming closer. Greeeeat. He was probably coming because he smelt blood.

Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. The branches felt like blacksmith hammers hitting the forge to craft the very armor he was wearing. The screams eventually faded as the major slipped into a deep, deep sleep.

Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. The Grim pact mark was violently alerting Jaeger to the presence of his comrade that had just arrived. Regrettable, the blood that had been shed had brought the vampire here and what did he do? Blow it up. Like, its not even a cool explode you could walk away from. It wasn’t one that could be used to make you look like a badass as you would have tried to ignore the force of the explosion and continue on your way, back turned to it. It was just blood and horrid smells, this was definitely not cool.

As the blood bomb went off, Jaeger was forced out of his hiding spot as it was being destroyed. The wood of the floors went sailing high. The walls of stone and wood expanded and were thrusted outward into other nearby houses. The major went in the air some feet as well, landing harshly on the ground, yet still alive. Poor fellow, he should have just let go of life during the countless bludgeonings the tree mage was giving him.

The mage looked to the vampire.



Jaeger said as the Lestat was digging his way into the targets throat. Eventually, he was satisfied with himself and gave his goodbyes. This was likely not going to be the last they saw of each, especially since they were in the same guild. Jaeger looked to the dead target, sort of sorry for how gruesome it had to get. Nevertheless, it was done. The man placed a hand onto the majors chest and implanted, burned, and embedded the sign of Grim Heresy. A much easier to see version than a giant one that needed to be seen from the sky. With all business done, he slipped back into the ground, out the other end, and floated his way to freedom as a blonde haired elf.