The Awakening of The Fallen || Tartarus Guild Event

Lucille stood with her fellow guild members, ready to release her pent up aggression on to anyone who dared to get in her way. She had hidden herself as best she could, but it was getting frustrating to not release all of her pent up bloodlust like she actually could. Now it was nearing the time for them to finally take action, and she was fully preparing herself to take action against anyone who dared stand in their way. For now she would listen to her guild master, Theo, but if she got any blood on her then it was all a game of what would happen eventually. She scanned the small group she was with, noting that she really didn’t know many of them even from her small amount of time in Tartarus. She could easily recognize her current master, her sister, and she did manage to remember the name of one Alakai, but other than that no one clicked a bell. Sighing silently, the blood maid tipped her razor rimmed hat downwards and peeked out from underneath.

The blood mage paid rapt attention when her guild master started to explain the plan. It was rather simple to her, just kill the guard and go down the wall in perfect synchronization. Meet up with her guild master to start the second phase and carry on with it from there. Although it seemed a bit irritating that the plan relied on everyone to perfectly perform their duties, Lucille ignored it in favor of hoping that the plan would go smoothly. When she was thrown a uniform, she made a disgusted face at the smell but reluctantly put it on along with the helmet. Her hat would have to take a place on her back, hopefully they wouldn’t notice it but she was sure that it would have to perform a vanishing act before she tried anything. When asked if she had any questions, Lucille kept silent as she usually did. Only a few people could get her to speak, and unfortunately her guild master wasn’t one.

Something told the blood maid that she wasn’t going to be speaking to him much in the future, if at all.

Of all the eyes and faces amongst the group of dark magi, one would stand out amongst the others as perhaps the brightest and most enthusiastic for this mission - and this time it wasn't just the glare of his garish clothing. Maximilian Hexworth was eager to get started and start to make a name for himself as a mage, as opposed to simply being a member of the infamous Hexworth family. The idea of breaking Yugi Sparrow, an equally infamous mage, out of the grasp of the Magic Council...well, being a part of that group would be the foundations of his great story, one that would continue to be written and built upon for many years to come.

Unfortunately for him it appeared that the mission would come with a price. He'd have to dress up in that dreadful outfit and - worse yet - replace his hat with that ghastly helmet. It was certainly not something he was comfortable with, but there again he may well find some use for this uniform in the future as well. With this in mind the God Slayer tapped his parasol three times and bowed. "If that is the plan then so be it. Today will mark the beginning of our rebirth, and to be a part of the cast is a privilege. To be one of the directors of our future...now that is an end to justify our means don't you think?~" he asked gleefully, although he cared little for whether anybody answered. He'd do his part all the same.

With a sharp nod or two throughout the explanations to show her understanding and enthusiasm, Medea started to feel the tension claw through her body. It was a mix of many emotions, with anticipation topping the list while it was mixed with dread, aggression, fear and an undercurrent of blood lust. But that last one might not be coming from her. She spared one glance at her sister- wondering how long she would hold it together. There was no doubt for any person here, at least in her opinion, that blood was going to be shed, at one point or another.

She turned her gaze and attention back towards their Master and team leader as the last of the plan was explained and pieces of armor from the Knights were handed down to each of them. She looked curiously at the outfit, wondering how they had managed to get their hands on such a large stock. Oh well, last of my problems she thought to herself as she nodded negatively at the last question addressed to them and proceeded to put on the unflattering armor. This should be simple. A quick surgical strike on the guards and then to the wall. Medea was confident she could do this at the drop of a hat. She wasn't sure the others could- that was all.

With a smirk, she turned towards an unfamiliar, and yet clearly equally determined guild member. "All ends justify the means. But I'll agree, this one more than the others" she agreed before sliding the helmet on her head. "At least we'll all look positively dreadful and ridiculous as a whole" Medea added with a look of disgust on her face as she straightened out her disguise.

The plan was ready to begin. It was a simple, but effective plan if executed correctly. Manipulation was needed here, something he excelled at. Without a comment he quickly changed into the uniform. It was one he had worn before. It was a while ago true, but it was familiar. Perhaps too familiar. There was the chance that he would be recognised now that he was back in a guard uniform. It was a risk he would have to take though for the mission to succeed.
"Let us begin." he said and began to walk forward to prepare to complete the mission. Fortunately, he understood the way the guards worked. They would rotate in a circle so there were areas where there were openings. He needed to strike at just the right point for this to be successful. Out of view of anyone. A swift, simple strike was required though doing so would be incredibly difficult.

"Now....what would be the best way forward." he said calmly as he got nearer the target area. There had to be a way to do this effectively and efficiently. The question was how.

Hydra wasn't pleased with the idea of venturing into Era to rescue a guildmate. He also wasn't pleased with the idea of wearing this outfit. In order to wear it he had to wrap his snake appendage around his torso, giving himself a somewhat... rounder appearance. He also had to store his glasses within the snake to put on his helmet, and although the round eyewear was more of a fashion statement than anything, Hydra didn't enjoy being without them. In other words, he was in a pretty bad mood. Nevertheless, he found it within himself to put on that silly fake grin and talk to his guildmates as if he truly respected them, despite the complete absurdity of that idea.

"Ah, hello there everyone, how are we all doing on this wonderful day?" he said, smile growing bigger, "If the plan is to kill swiftly and move quickly then I'm glad to say that I'll be able to fulfill my goal quite well," he concluded. Tch, I can't believe these miserable humans are making me wear something so foul and uncomfortable. The first chance I get I'm slipping out of this, he thought in reference to the clothes that made him look like a potbellied Rune Knight. He really wasn't sure about why he was told to wear these, considering he was still clearly a demon. Holes were made in his helmet to provide a place to put his horns, and his eyes were still snakelike, but Hydra wasn't going to argue with his Guildmaster. That's not why he came to Tartarus, he came to be the most ruthless killer possible. This break out of someone called Yugi? Jus another way for Hydra to advance in his goals.

Everyone seemed on ball with the plan and Theo gave a quick nod. He dispersed the light diagram that was drawn out and slid the uniform on himself. Medea was right, they all looked horrible, and not clean like a Rune Knight normally would, but it was just a quick maneuver to get them past the guard stations. He slid on the helmet and with quick words, " Alright everyone," He said in a booming voice, " You all know your designated places along the wall. Let's go." He said as he began to walk down the hill to the towering mountain, he hoped no one would have any trouble scaling the cliffs to the wall. At this time of day, and with the events within the Council, no guards should be doing rounds beneath the city, so that was good for them. However, he always kept an eye out, looking at any struggle from surrounding teammates.

It was about half a mile to the mountain cliffs the city stood on. There were bridges leading into the city and out, however they couldn't use those as it would bring too much attention. Concentrating, two magic circles appeared in the middle of his back. From beneath his clothes you can see it rising and falling like a bubbling effect. Suddenly bat like wings in a residue erupted from him, tearing slits into his uniform. Hopefully no one would notice that.

Flapping those wings simultaneously, he was able to fly, and just in time too. The clock tower near the center of the city chimed loudly, and he could hear moaning and grumbling above. Luckilly for them, they were concealed in a fog that separated the city from the mountain.
It was time... In a instant he burst through the clouds and up the wall at a speed of 20 mph. Sure he could have done more, but why waste himself when the fight hasn't even begun yet.
He soared in through the window of the guard tower quickly and waited. Just like he expected a knight with a nonchalant attitude walked to the station, he met the man outside after concealing his wings. Theo put on a fake smile, " Hi i'm new here, can you explain what is going on?" The man just shrugged and didn't notice what was happening, but before he could react. Theo simply shoved him off the side of the wall, to fall the 40 meters the the bottom of the mountain.
Glancing from side to side, he made sure no one else saw and continued to climb down the ladder and into the city. The next part was to meet them within the guards barracks before the next hour was up and they discover that all ten stations are empty.

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Scowling as he walked up to the mountain cliff, Alakai just grunted as he looked up. This was way more work than he ever intended to do and it upset him. The man just slipped on the helmet finally and contemplated his next move. It was not like he could fly up the side of the cliff. This was such a pain, and with a tick in his jaw he unsheathed Soul Reaver. Such a delicate instrument and it was going to be abused like this.
Taking careful aim, he tossed his scythe towards the cliff at least ten feet above his head. This was going to be hard, but completely doable for him. He couched low and jumped up to grab his scythe with two hands. The blade secure into the wall. He swung his body to it detached from the stone, and swung him farther up. Going at about 4 feet per time, it took him a while to get up the wall.

The bell had rung when he was only a few feet from the wall... Crap! He had rushed to get the rest of the way up, but a man walking along the wall had seen him and nearly fell out of his own pants. He was wide eyed and his jaw dropped. The knight was going to alarm someone when Alakai's eyes flashed. The man fell to his knees gripping his head. This was Alakai's Nightmare. A illusion magic that targeted the pain sensors of the nervous system. It was great for rendering a man useless.
Alakai walked up and picked the man up by the collar. The look of horror in his eyes was delightful, and he just wanted to tear off his head, but instead he dumped the body over the side, it wouldn't be good to leave a mess on his newly obtained (dirty) uniform.

Just as he was instructed, Alakai made his way to the left corner of town where the guards barracks would be located, he assumed this was a way into the cell blocks. Why else would they go there. But first, he took that ugly helmet off of his face. He didn't care if it put him at risk.


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OCC : REPORT
Theo's Spell

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Alakai's Spell

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With the plan beginning, Lucille looked up the cliff she was supposed to scale. In her mind, this was about as insane of a plan as it could get, hinging on the fact that she could actually climb this. But luckily for her guild master, she indeed could climb this. Grabbing a piece of rock that jutted out from the cliff, the blood maid began to climb rapidly upwards. It wasn’t elegant, but it was her own way of getting where she was needed. Lucille focused only on quickly getting there, she had no clue how much time she actually had before her part was shot to all hell. So the blood mage wouldn’t even dare risk waiting and thinking about the long drop that awaited her if she lost her grip.

The blood mage was only a couple feet from the wall when she had heard the bell ring. ‘Damnit.’ Lucille immediately sped up, and managed to make it before she was spotted. In fact, she had just climbed up right when a rune knight had began to walk by. The woman was oblivious to the Tartarus mage behind her, which made it all the more sweet for Lucille. She walked up behind the rune knight and put her in a sleeperhold, cutting off the airflow and forcing the woman to pass out almost instantly from the loss of oxygen to her brain. The blood mage wasted no time after and immediately threw the woman off the cliff, not caring where she landed or how. Lucille then began to walk in the direction of the guard barracks, hoping that people wouldn’t pay attention to the crap uniform she wore.

God, was it asking too much to have something clean to wear for this?

Maxie couldn't help but giggle to himself at the thought of the other Tartarus magi climbing the mountain. They'd be sweating profusely, cursing their luck at having such a strenuous task before they even began their job. Their faces cause his face to be illuminated in a huge grin as he walked up the cliffside with little trouble, using his magic to make the stone beneath his feet sticky, keeping him in place. Within no time he was at the top of the cliff and looking at the wall that surrounded the city. He even had time to spare as he waited for the bell to ring, time he spent dreaming up fantasies of how the Magic Council would react to this prison break. Needless to say that every outcome was overly exaggerated in Maxie's mind, but made for good amusement to pass the time.

And then the bell rang. The God Slayer broke out of his daydream and began walking up the wall in the same way he had walked up the cliffside, humming quietly but merrily to himself. Unfortunately his lack of attention meant that he reached the top of the wall...and walked straight in front of the guard he was supposed incapacitate. "Who're you?!" the knight declared, drawing his weapon. Maxie looked around for a moment before a recording lacrima appeared, placing itself beside the guard and beginning to play a backing track. Maxie removed the helmet for a moment and smiled happily before bursting into song, leaving the guard to stare at him in sheer confusion.

"When the Devil is too busy
And Death's a bit too much
They call on me by name you see,
For my special touch.
To the Gentlemen I'm Miss Fortune.
To the Ladies I'm Sir Prize.
But call me by any name,
Any way it's all the same.

I'm the fly in your soup,
I'm the pebble in your shoe,
I'm the pea beneath your bed,
I'm a bump on every head.
I'm the peel on which you slip,
I'm a pin in every hip,
I'm the thorn in your side,
Makes you wriggle and writhe.
And it's so easy when you're evil
This is the life, you see
The Devil tips his hat to me."

SMACK!

Maxie tipped the helmet down and cracked the guard over the head, before throwing him over the side of the wall.

"I do it all because I'm evil
And I do it all for free~"

He fell silent for a brief second, smiling as the guard screamed whilst falling to his death.

"Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need!
Teehee~"

With that task done The Director headed in the direction of the barracks, the helmet back upon his head framing the huge grin that was now plastered across his face.

Medea let out a small noise of irritation as she saw their guild master fly off to the top. Some people truly do have an advantage. And now I must waste time and energy to scale this cliff she thought bitterly. This mission was truly going to show her in an unattractive light. Her annoyance only grew as she turned to the side to glance at the fellow team members and saw one walking on the cliff as if gravity only affected lesser being. With a huff she turned back to her task, touching the rough texture, making sure she had a good grip before beginning the climb.

Half way up, she looked down and felt her belly drop slightly. Saying it was a small fall would be an understatement, and definitely something her handy spell to keep her from bleeding out wouldn't be able to handle. But with vertigo came also a new surge of determination and she turned her head back up and continued the climb with renewed motivation and strength, a smirk on her face.

But that expression quickly fell as the bell rang. "Crap". Of course I'm late if I'm not given actual climbing tools, she thought angrily and she rushed up the hill, and in her hurry, putting her foot on a weak grip, a large gasp escaping her as she caught herself in the last moment and the sound of the rock could be heard tumblr down the cliff. No. No time to calm my heart, I must go now; she nearly mentally screamed to herself as she made her ay up the hill, her head poking up once she reached the top.

What she saw was not what she expected, as she landed face to face with a guard, spear in hand. Think fast! Medea started to moan as she dragged her body over the edge, forcing herself to make her muscles spasm as her breathing hitched. Discreetly bringing her hand to her stomach, she let the wounds on her palm open, blood flowing out of it and onto her disguise. Pushing herself in a kneeling position and moving her hand away slightly to make the blood visible, she started sobbing.

"S-sir! Help m-me please" she begged as she brought a hand towards the guard as if requesting assistance. Medea fought hard to keep the contempt off of her face as the man lowered his weapon and kneeled next to her. "M-mages are attacking, overpowered me and my colleges. I couldn't t-take the bridge, they'd find me before I could raise the alarm. I- I think it's bad" she said, looking down to her bloodied stomach, before gazing back into the guards eyes.

"Dear God. Yes, let's go back to the barracks, I'll raise the alarms for these mages and we can get you treated" he said worryingly. Hook, line and sinker, Medea thought proudly to herself as she brought her hands to the guards face tenderly. "Thank you- I'll never be able to repay you" she said sweetly as he hands moved to his shoulders "I think- I think I can try to stand up and walk" she added in a faint voice as she made a show of pushing herself up using the kneeling guards shoulder for balance on her shaky legs.

But the second she was up, and in a position where she could finally overpower the heavy built armed guard, she quickly spun around behind him, delivering a quick kick to the back causing him to stumble forward and over. This time Medea didn't fight the smirk off her face as she leaned over the edge, watching the body tumble down, hitting the wall a few times before ending the long fall face first on the pavement. "And down he goes~ Good luck to the person that'll have to cleans the brains and blood off of that" she chuckled before pulling out a piece of cloth, wiping the blood off of the armor and making her ways towards the barrack with a large grin.

"Oh great beast of the sky, carrier of heroes, grant me your wings, your speed, your strength, let my boots embody all that you are" Alaric chanted and his boots turned to ones of black leather with black wings on the ankles. These were his 'Boots of Pegasus'. A useful spell that granted him enhanced speed, agility and most importantly the ability to fly. As such when he got near the wall and heard the bell ringing he simply ran upwards as if running on the air itself. He came up to the roof just in time getting to appear behind the guard who had just walked past the exact point he'd come up on. How fortunate for Alaric. The man had a saber on his waist. Military issue and one Alaric was familiar with. It would be a useful addition to his arsenal for this mission. His initial idea had been to roundhouse kick the man off the wall, but that would mean going back down for the saber. Instead he performed a powerful axe kick to the man's shoulder crumpling him temporarily. The man rolled and went to shout out, but his actions were as Alaric expected who used both feet to stamp on the man's head powerful shattering the skull. A bit messy that was true, but it did the job. With that accomplished he removed the saber and sheathed it on his belt before tossing the man over the side, but not before using the man's clothing to mop up most of the blood. Now all he had to do was make his way towards the barracks.

He walked towards the ladder and glanced about for a moment checking nobody was watching and then leapt over the side and gently floated down towards the ground. He glanced about again. Good, it looked like no-one had spotted him. He moved swiftly and silently using the boots to his advantage. "I wonder if the others were successful." he thought to himself as he continued on his way

"If we're ready to begin, then let us," Hydra smiled. He removed his outer shirt revealing that he had cut a hole in his pink undershirt. He leapt onto the cliff face, grabbing hold of the side of the cliff with his hands, he then used his snake to grab higher and pull himself up, then repeated the process, over and over again, all the while his over shirt tucked into his pants. He swung his way up the cliff side like this until he had finally made his way to the top. Looking around he contemplated putting back on the rest of the disguise but decided not to. He smiled as he thought about what would happen to the first person he saw. Then the bell rang, turning around, he saw a rune knight looking down and passing right by him, appearing to be in some sort of depression. Hydra placed his hand on the man's shoulder, "Hey friend, something gotcha down?"


"Well, it's a bit complicated, but it has to do with a girl. I really want to ask her on a date, but I have no clue how she'll respond. I'm really nervous about talking to her, and I don't know what to do," he said.

"Ah, well you know things have a way of working themselves out," the rune knight began to turn around to thank Hydra, but that's when he saw who he was facing. Right as he was about to scream, Hydra gripped the back of the man's head and smashed his face against the floor, hard. Not hard enough to kill him, but hard enough to knock him out for a while. Within the next couple seconds Hydra devoured his victim with the snake, leaving behind no trace. He then put his over shirt back on, watching as several rune knights went tumbling down the cliffside. He mumbled to himself, "Such a waste," before continuing on his way.

Lucille managed to avoid any more confrontations as she approached the Guard Barracks with a sigh. The blood maid really had tried her hardest to stay in the shadows, and it paid off since she had not seen nor been spotted by any Rune Knight. It wasn’t a long time, but she had felt the slight urge to go and kill someone else and bathe in their blood. Of course she had the willpower to reject the urge, but it was still there like an annoying pest. She just had to hold off until her master gave her the go ahead to brutally murder as much as she pleased. Only then would she go out and cause as much havoc as possible.

Opening the door to the barracks, and mentally noting that it wasn’t locked, Lucille slightly paled at the sight. Blood, a huge amount of the liquid, had been splattered on the walls and covered the floor. The blood maid knew that if even a small amount of the blood got on her she would go nuts, which would ruin the entire plan. She had to, after shutting the door behind her so the smell didn’t float outwards, swiftly and nimbly dodge the pools of blood as she tried to go and meet with Alakai and Theo, who had already made it. This was no shock, as the two were very quick on their own. Lucille simply stood at attention quietly, away from the pools of blood on the floor. Awaiting her future orders like she always did.