RP: The Legions of Light and Dark

Arngrim smirked. "Dont know how your an Archangel,you quest for power,you should join us,and you shall have 'power'." Arngrim stated to Blade,with a slight grin. "Its for your own good,the Dark Legion has the Light Legion`s number,we have dominated your forces for centuries,and we still are,we are just 'toying' with you light dwellers,because we will just make your entire race extinct as it already is." Arngrim said coldly,laughing at the Archangel`s suffering.

"i will never join you scum, actually i wouldn't call you scum, that would be an insult to those who are scum, i'd put you much lower" Blade said angrily.

"And thats why we 'scum' have dominated this war,and your people are at the mercy of ours,I gave you an friendly offer,but you would rather suffer,pity." Arngrim remarked,shaking his head. "So,gonna make a move? Or am I going to have kill you now?" Arngrim asked,adopting a combat stance.

"try it" Blade said "Flame Burst sword!" Blade shouted as his sword caught on fire and he went into a defensive stance.

"Thats a nice trick,did your mommy teach you?" Arngrim asked,laughing at Blade. "Making your sword catch on fire,thats funny,you know,we could use entertainment like you in the Dark Legion,sure you dont wanna join?" Arngrim taunted,snickering.

Blade snapped his fingers and shot a fire ball at Arngrim's feet "dose that answer your question?" Blade asked angrily.

River sighed "I was Once an ArchAngel.. i have no idea what happened..." she smiled softly... she was Afraid to Tell them that she was a Fallen angel

"w-who are you?" Blade asked her.

"I'm River" She smiled slightly

"call me Blade" He said with a smile.

((X and imaloony should remember a person with this name from Evil Supremacy, but they are two different beings.))

Name: Nascour Darkfire
Age: 31 physical years
Race: Archfiend
Gender: Male
Height: 7'5"
Weight: 245 pounds
Appearance: Nascour is clothed in an onyx trenchcoat that extends to his ankles, which are covered in a pair of dark leather boots. He also wears a pair of black jeans; one blade sheath is located at the waist to accomodate Nascour's weapon. Two small holes have been incised into the Archfiend's trenchcoat to subsume his melanoid wings; spanning fifteen feet in length, Nascour was only able to incorporate these features into his coat with use of magic. The only light features on Nascour's body are his glowing crimson eyes, clear silver hair, and pale white skin.
Weapons: Nascour's ingenuity in the use of dark magic enables him to manipulate and control it as a weapon. He also exhibits culminating power over the element of fire. His surname, 'Darkfire', was derived from the two elements that Nascour controls. The blade sheath at his waist is used to consume 'Misery', his voluminous, five-foot blade - but only when resized to a mere ten inches with use of magic. The weapon is encompassed in perpetual dark flames. Misery is capable of releasing magic whilst in Nascour's grip, but only that which Nascour can manifest himself. The strength of this weapon can be raised with use of certain manipulative spells.
Skills/magic: Nascour is highly talented in use of dark magic, and has ample control and power over the fire element. He is quite experienced in combat, especially whilst unarmed, and has a natural prowess of being able to fly exceptionally well.
Personality: Nascour is typically cold and unfriendly to individuals that do not share his race. There are very little exceptions to this rule, save for the people responsible for his upbringing. He prefers to fight honourably and fairly instead of launching cowardly attacks onto an unguarded foe. Although he is malicious, Nascour rarely grows angry, and is typically calm. He is also quite intelligent.
History: Nascour was raised by a pair of unloving individuals. His parents' only care was for their son to eventually reign supreme over the world alongside the Dark Legion. He was taught of this concept at a young age, and his upbringing was strictly based on training, sustenance, and sleep. Their success resulted in Nascour's transformation into a demon before death, and Nascour considered himself as 'truly born' for the first time after this occurrence. Now he is bent on fulfilling his parents' ambitions, which now became his own: to destroy all that stopped he and the Archfiends of the Dark Legion from ruling.

((If I need to make any changes, I will. =D))

« Last edited by Cipher_Wizard on Sep 4th 2006 »

((w00t o.o i remember that person... ;.; sorry that i left your RP Cipher...))

River nodded "So ... need any help?"

"sure" Blade said with a smile "help wouldn't hurt"

River nodded and opened her hands and they burst into Flames as she Made Fists and Stood in a Ready stance

"wow, nice powers" Blade said.

River Giggled "thanks... i can do Water air and earth as well" she looked at the other "so .. its 2 against 3?... nice odds"

"yah, this will be fun" Blade said

((Is it too late to join? If not I'll read through the RP before posting a character, just too get an idea of whats going on.))

((No you can join.))
Mist got up. He went over to blade.
"You can help me, fellow Arch."
He then looked at River. "You stay behind." He said, a little predjudiced against the ex-Archangel.

"this should be fun" Blade said to Mist as he grinned.