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*~Balraa Encampment~*

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*~Balraa Encampment~*

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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>(OoC: This topic is indeed open for any who dare approach the Balraa armies encampment, im going to be doing some double posting or so on in here as they set up camp. But feel free to post if you wish to join in ... but you have been warned ...)</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br>
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The front of the Balraa lines bashed into the side of the river, their steel armoured feet proving them difficulties as they continued their full retreat, blood flowed within the rushing waters as the army surged into the shallow side of the river, making their way to the other side. Most of the lines were silent, though other howled out in pain as their brothers dragged their broken bodies though the brisk cold water, pulling them across for the other side. The back of the lines however moved slower, their backs to the army and looking out behind them, watching for any followers...<br>
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Far in the back walked the white armoured Balraa, his blades still pointing out, watching as his army surged into the riverbed. It only took moments for them to wade across to the other side, their bodies of armor dripping with cold water. Most of the Balraa dropped to their knees as they reached the other side, looking into the ground, exhausted from the battle.<br>
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The White Balraa stopped to the side of the river as the much bigger beasts crashed into the waters side, moving to get to the shore across from them. There were only at least 5 of them left, with over one hundred Balraa warriors. The leader slipped his claws back in, his eyes glowing slightly blue as he looked onward to his army, resting on the other side, gathering, trying to tend to the wounded. Others floated lifelessly down the rivers centre, a pool of blood following them ... warriors who had already been dead long before. It was when a single warrior stood to the side of the white, dropping to one knee, his helmet still on, dripping with his own blood,<br>
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"Brother Blue, we have at least one hundred warriors, though some ... look like they may pass to the abyss ... no captains, how ... how can such a small band of creatures cause so much death?"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> The Balraa staggered in his speech, using that of the human words now, instead of their Balraa speak ... blood trailing from the edges of his helmet mask,<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"Its this place"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Blue spoke soundly, looking amongst the trees, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"This forest ... it gives them a strength that we do not understand ... they have powers like none other"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> The white Balraa glanced back to his warrior, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"We make camp here"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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The warrior looked up, confused, <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>"But Blue, this is the river ... a place where some of those of this plain might gather ... we cant--"</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"If they wanted to wipe us out they would have perused us ... instead they chose their fate with the Hivemind"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Blue paused, slowly stepping forward, his white helmet snapping down, revealing his dark head once more, pure blue eyes, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"Ereh pmac ekam ew"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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The red armoured warrior bowed his head before taking off down and into the river, moving across towards the rest of the army. Blue stood alone, the parchments to his helmet sweeping to his side with the wind that caught upon him, his eyes turning towards the direction of where the lost fields were. The Balraa stood silent, slowly folding his arms over his chest, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"Step forth shadow, I know when I’m being watched"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Blue spoke out as he watched his army begin to gather, dragging the wounded into one area, moving away from the waters and closer to the trees.<br>
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To his side, a wolf emerged from the trees, its body pitch as the night, the only color that glowed from its features were its blood red eyes, glowing. A dark haze seemed to rise from the wolfs body, rising into the air as he approached Blue quietly, looking to him with an almost grin upon his maw. The black wolf stopped only a few steps away from the leader Balraa, looking to Blue with a calm look about him,<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;">"Ahh ... the invincible Blue"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> The black beast spoke in a dark eerie voice, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;">"What has it been? One thousand years? Two perhaps? ... Nothing has changed"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> The wolf slowly began to move to one side, slowly beginning to circle the Balraa quietly,<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"Drace?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Blue questioned, narrowing his eyes as he watched the beast slowly begin to circle around him,<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;">"Drace has been broken my friend, dropped into the shadows of the Abyss ... Darkened to be spoken no more ... I am Atrer now..."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> The black wolf chuckled as he spoke, slowly stopping before Blue, looking up to him, still grinning, baring his long white fangs, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;">"Tell me, this forest remains lightened by hope and life ... why has not the abyss consumed it such as the Darklands?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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Blue narrowed his eyes, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"They failed, the gate was closed ... the Abyss slumbers once more, Atrer"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> The white armoured Balraa finally looked to Atrer directly, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"Why are you here?"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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Atrer twisted his head, slowly sitting down as he looked up to Blue, <!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;">"I am waiting for a sign, just like you...”</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--><br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:white;">"Ryvius? ..."</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Blue spoke,<br>
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<!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;">"Yes ... Ryvius"</span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> Atrer answered silently...

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*~ A Few hours later ~*

The smell of freshly cut trees seeped though the riverbed, the grass was stained old, as if something had been sitting on it flatly for some time. The side of the river the Balraa chose to move upon seemed more like dirt then grass, some of the trees knocked out, claw marks running in each tree for some distance, marking their camp territory out. Though there was barely any movement on the surface, the ground itself showed no footprints, only dust and some blood. To the edges of the area were hollowed trunks of the biggest trees found, leading down into the earth into a system of tunnels beneath the earth.

There stood a few Balraa upon the grounds above, their armor covered now in dust and mud, their masks down and the parchments that had been hanging from their helmets had been clearly torn off by hand, leaving scraps and torn paper hanging lightly in the wind. By the main entrance, a single white Balraa slowly pulled himself from the trees opening; his helmet however still covered his face, revealing only his glowing eyes. Blue slowly approached the guard waiting, stopping only just a step to his side, not looking to him, rather staring out into the forest,

"Why does it feel like nothings changed?" The Guard asked softly, turning his gold eyes to Blue directly now, "The Hives broken mind has left our own, leaving us to fend for ourselves with her aid ... and yet, it feels like nothing has happened"

Blue turned his eyes to the warrior, "As long as this forest continues to exist, it will have its enemies..." the dark Balraa answered soundly, "To all those who wish destruction as we once did, this forest is the centre of all things, where powers continue to grow...”

"Then why do we wait here? This forest has no use of our kind anymore. We are defeated" The guard spoke back, turning back to stare into the forest,

"We are just another part of this brother, as those of this forest are" Blue replied quietly, slowly stepping forward and looking beyond the trees, to the south slightly, "We will remain dormant, the forest will heal and wait ... but for now, we prepare"


Blue slowly began to walk away, deeper within the trees, moving from the camp, in the direction of Ebbs Fortress...
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