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by Drasca Twas late at night and many failures have came before But this knight would not stop at defeat, for it always preludes victory I had soft armor, but it gave me life force Gothic Plate of Lions it was, and it brings courage Though I was rather weak, I was protected by a shield valour It was as black as obsidian, as my helm was With mine helm and mine ring, focus came No attack could penetrate I had the Hammer of Schaefer at my side And a Weird Claymore slung on my back But in my hands was a Flail made of Platinum Which Gave great haste in my attacks. Whence I first stepped into Hell, there were witches of snow abound Their Guardians were great Balrogs that spewed fire and swung large scimitars I consumed the Potions of Full Healing provided by the local healer and the stairs were soon found in the next room Death Became me in the interim, but my backups hadn't failed me. Nextly, in the great time spent downward, Doom Guards and Drakes faced me But before they engaged, a great revelation came from the gods They had marked my map with the spot for the next stairs downward. I stripped down and marched toward the stairs post haste Casting displacement spells to aid me whence they drakes came too close Soon the path to 15 was achieved. A link to town was raised whilst I readied myself For Drakes of Azure and the Lords of Steel challenged me dishonorably They came three at a time, but they fell one by one [g] I had no second enforce this, but each was faced more or less in one-on-one Fire was summoned to Block the way for most But in the next room, a barrage of burning missles came at me It was a great windfall that in my retreat, two witches followed One Grey and the other Pink, They stung me with their curses and nearly finished me If not for the Obsidian that protected me from their magicks The other two witches soon followed, One by one each advocate dared challenge the cunning of a Goth Followed and Was met into a corner. The traitor Lazurus was deprived of his goons and finished without mercy It was sad that the boy who was sacrificed could not be saved... I was unfortunately too late for this. But they will be avenged... The portal to Diablo was raised and brought this Goth to the innermost depths of Hell Where the blacked souls of Blood Knights were and Advocates of Evil roamed... It was to my great fortune that forethough and luck overrode all here. Only a few knights and one Advocate need be faced Before my memory of where the switches to Diablo arose To stimulate the mind enough to use telekinetic power One last visit to town, My things gathered.. Pepin, Griswold and the other townspeople thought it was suicide. I had no Godly armor of any sort, nor could I afford it. Griswold offered to give me the Full Armor set he was working on But I knew even a blacksmith needed gold for raw material so I declined Only Pepin and Adria's benificial potions and elixirs were accepted after compensated in gold I believed in the power my gothic armor and shield gave me And the Obsidian would keep magick's of diablo at bay My Jewelry and Talismans kept me sharp and alert, just fast enough to deflect any attack Diablo was in his room, surrounded by what seemed like a hundred guards, a small personal army... But he was anxious, as if waiting, anticipation something... In him was still the child of Leoric, and I prayed that I could still exorcise Diablo out I Began the ritual to do so at a distance, but this glinted in Diablo's eye And he soon engaged me so quickly that his troops knew not where to follow. Fire and Ashe surrounded me in a Blaze of Light. It was enough to blind a me if not for his obsidian visor. Diablo's Mighty Claws came in through the inferno And My shield had barely been able to block such powerful attacks. Schaefer's Mighty Hammer Found its way to Diablo's torso, And even though he would not flinch from my pitiful strength, Lightning was sure to course through Diablo's Body. The Battle ensued with a confused Goth and a Mighty diablo Pinning him against the wall. All seemed lost, but the lightning continued to strike Diablo And the Goth was once more able to bar the Evil one's claws from reaching Gothic Flesh. The Child of Leoric possessed continued to swing and create massive explosions against him with amazing speed, But the Gothic shield had protected this Goth Throughout And Diablo was eventually slain in a glorious show of Lightning "Diablo is Dead, Diablo is Dead" I cried out, but was in a hurry to go perform. Drasca~(GOTH) Gold Ring of Tiger Ring of Perfection Dragon's Ammy of Precision (Given from other char) - Honoring his bloodline with this heirloom Schaefer's Hammer Obsidian Gothic Shield of Structure Gothic Plate of Lions We shall be kings by our own hand.... Tis all |