Heroes come in all shapes and sizes (IC)

Devon

He knew that it was time for the surprise he had installed for the mesolbulbron, he just never thought he'd live this long to use it.

"Uncover!"

Huge tarpaulins which have covered the rooftops close to the wall was pulled back, five balistas came into view, one was a normal balista, one had bolts tipped with oil wrappings used to create fire arrows, one had barrels attached to it's bolts, one had bolts which seemed to be made of ice and the other balista had flat iron heads attached to the bolts. Despite the danger, Devon raced up the stairs, his guards on his heels, when he reached the parapet he jumped into the fierce battle, fighting his way to the front,

"OI! FLATEYE!! YOU SMELL LIKE SEWAGE IN SUMMER!!"

He parried an attack and slashed the garlik's head off,

"NO WONDER YOU'RE LOSING! YOU'RE AS PATHETIC AS COW DUNG!!"

This angered the Mesulbulbron enough to turn towards the gate and direct his attention at Devon, Devon ducked away and the eye rose to find him, as it cleared the wall Devon shouted:

"Fire One!"

A normal balista bolt slammed into the demon, it turned to mist to evade the attack,

"Fire Three!"

The fire bolt screamed through the mist form, burning away a chunk of it, the demon formed into water,

"Fire Five!"

The ice bolt slammed into the watery form, icing it over, to prevent this the demon formed itself into a stone form,

"Fire Two!"

The hammer-like head struck the creature so hard that's stalked eyes practically snapped off, leaving the creature with just the one eye. Devon watched as it shrieked in agony and casted around for it's enemies,

"Fire Four!"

As the barrel tipped bolt slammed into the bloated eye, it exploded, at the same time all over the city sewer covers erupted, sending their contents into the air. Part of this contents was methane gas, the gas of course reacted with the explosion inside the eye that Devon had targetted and with a fabulous explosion defenders and attackers were driven to the ground, the huge eye tried to reform after the first explosion, but this new flaming explosion sent parts flying everywhere, trailing steam and smoke after them as they burnt.

Devon rose to his feet and coughed at the awful stench around him,

"MOUNT UP!"

Instantly the knights got to their horses and mounted up, almost like reading his thoughts the gate glowed green and parted open like a tear in fabric,

"CHAAAARGE!!!"

First the knights stormed, lances lowered and ready, behind them followed swordsmen and the polearm soldiers brought up the rear as they all joined the sortie, as the steel and iron slammed into the Garliks from behind, the undead crashed into them from behind. Devon closed his ears against the screams and turned away to look at the other fighting.

Maut

The demonlord had attacked him, but soon found the rune-covered armor equal to his own magic, Maut had gotten of the undead Direwolf and it had joined the attack on the Garliks whom had no more protection. The two combatants have gone at each other for a while now, neither able to get the upperhand over the other, Maut thought about using Deathsong on the creature, but he wasn't sure if that would be wise, then a thought occured to. Remove the demonlord from this realm. He dropped his shield and axe, shocking the demonlord for a brief moment, that moment was all Maut needed. He jumped at the demonlord, catching both wrists in his hands, talons diiging into the flesh and a brief moment later they stood in front of the largest tentacle monster the galaxy could create, it's mass dwarved even planets, it's baleful red eyes stared at the intruders, it's maw opened and from it's toothed entrance issued a hiss, the demonlord smirked,

"I will appear as undead as you to it."

Maut released the demonlord's wrists and stepped back,

"Then you would not be bleeding red, the color of the living"

Too late the demonlord realized that he had been outsmarted by the creature he had deemed so unworthy, as the tentacles enveloped him, Maut could hear the scream of terror. Without a portal created by his lady or himself, there was no way out of this realm. A second later he stood next to the king and Zarik as the undead massacred the Garlik forces which remained.

"General Zarik, King Stoneshield"

Maut saluted the two men whom started at his sudden appearance,

"You are both victorious today."
 
Draxx,Tina and Prrip

The three warriors strode into battle killing Garliks left and right as they ran towards the castle. The troops seemed to be totally disorganized now that all the mesolbulbron in the area seemed to have vanished and the giant worm and Demon lord had also been vanquished.

It was a slaughter as they lashed out and killed all around them while remaining invisible. To an observer it looked like a deadly force was ripping through the Garlik ranks leaving carnage behind it. As they pressed deeper The undead forces of Maut flowed over the Garliks and suddenly the were left with no more opponents.

De cloaking Tina looked around and sighed exhausted. Prrip appeared beside her and they looked over each other noting the small scratches and wounds each had accumulated. Luckily none were all that serious. Draxx had taken the ring off and shimmered into existence a little way off. He found a handy rock and sat down. Immediately the two girls rushed over and looked at him worriedly.

Draxx's face scales turned a deep purple. Tina paused then lightly punched him in the arm. "Why you big softy. You are blushing. What's the matter never have a woman look after you before?"
Draxx's scales almost burned into the black and he looked down. Prrip and Tina exchanged a look and then decided not to tease him any more, but they would talk about this together later.
Gathering him up they turned towards the castle and began the walk towards the nearest gate.
 
The Battletower

Zarik grabbed Maut and hugged him. “Good of you to come rescue us!” The minotaur said.

King Stoneshield also came over, brushing off the dirt from his armor. As Zarik released the undead knight from the hug, the king spoke “Maut el Feres pleasure to meet you … I thank you and your lady for your timely intervention. We were in a tight spot.” The king explained. Isola, Ardel, and Megan also came over all shaking or hugging the undead knight. Zarik and the King looked over the city. The place was a mess. Fires were in several spots and many of the houses and shops had been wrecked. A huge dead worm lay in the northern section of the city. The northern gate was destroyed. The southern gate buried in rocks. And there was a huge amount of Sewer covers that were all over the place.

Zarik watched as the King took all this in. Tears formed in the king’s eyes. “Sire … it can all be rebuilt” The minotaur said “It shall be beautiful once more … it will just take time.”

King smiled “General Zarik … you miss understand … I have never seen the city looking finer! This city bought out the finest of our world … and the results … is what I see now!” He turned on the Minotaur “Well done … General!”

Zarik smiled “Thank you … If I may be so bold Sire … I think we make a pretty good team!” The King laughed “Yes … I think you are right. Let us get in the city and thank as many of the defenders that still stand.” The King suggested.

The group headed down the tower and into the city.

Dragons

Nas and Venar-surr were out in the burnt hayfields, Necks intertwined. Venar-surr was discussing what Father Dragon had said to her before the battle.

“Nas or should I say more properly Nas’anthil … I was a foolish dragon when I said no to you in your lair” Venar-surr purred on top of the big male. “My thoughts were ill-conceived! Can you forgive me?” She asked.

Nas grinned “Venar-surr … I am Nas … the terrible … the destroyer … I forgive no one! I will not forgive you … I will forever hold your foolish words against you” He stated. It was always good to have some power over your mate … particularly one that was as clever as Venar-surr. Nas thought.

“Like you are holding your hardening tool against me?” Venar-surr asked as she used her hips to rub and grinded against Nas.

Nas’ grin got bigger “Yes … I’m quite firm about this … I will thrust it at you … should you bring it up again!” Nas growled.

“Whatever you wish … my mate” she said and kissed him. Her body glowing and Nas gasped in pleasure “What did you do?” He asked

She laughed “My healing magic can be used in other ways … I think you’ll find it VERY pleasurable! Now I really … hope you are not ill at conceiving!”

Isca and Nefer sighed … and started to walk back to the city. They had hoped for a ride on the back of the one of the Dragons … but the dragons were going to be busy for a while!

They met up with Brock and Gemini. Gemini of course knew where Ardel was … and soon Isca and the animals had joined everyone else. The group was talking to Gragathor. The king had just finished thanking colossal dragon when Isca and the animals arrived.

“Wizard Isca … I cannot thank you enough for your heroic actions. I thank you … the planet thanks you.”

Isca said you’re welcome … but she stopped talking for moment as she overheard Megan ask Father Dragon something … that she could not believe.

“Gragathor …why did you choose to kiss the worm and send your flame into it from that direction. The worm’s jaws are dangerous! Would it not have been a better tactic to blast the flames up the worm’s body … via its … ahhh, back end?” She asked.

Gragathor laughed “even for this planet I would not kiss a worm’s ass!!”

Isola

Isola took the quick way down via her boots of striding and jumping. She headed for Devon’s gate and soon found the Ranger talking and laughing with Earl Lexiton.

“I owe you a life time of free drinks … You must agree … I will accept nothing less!” the Earl said for the 5th time. Devon smiled “You win … I accept.” He said.

Isola ran over to Devon and they hugged. Tears of joy flowing from her eyes. Finally she separated from him “You win … I accept” She said.

Devon was a bit confused “What?? Free drink for a life time?” He asked

“Your decision to marry me! Silly!” Isola said. “What took you so long?” Devon said but was not expecting an answer back. He kissed her deeply and passionately.

Prrip, Draxx, and Tina

The big lizardman was surrounded by beautiful women (Prrip, Tina, Barbie, Cinnamon, and Raven) when the King and Zarik arrived. The Lizardman was going to get up and salute the king. But the King motioned him to stay seated.

“Well done! Draxx, Prrip, and Tina!!” The king said “The city is in your debt!”

Zarik had a concerned look on his face, so Tina spoke up “His arm will grow back … it is a lizardman thing. He will be back to normal in a week or two!” Tina said working on her second bottle of wine.

“That is good to hear” Zarik said and the concern from his face had evaporated. At this moment, Princess Allonetree and COL Yebrs arrived as well. They both smelled like they had been swimming in a sewer. But far more distressing was they were walking hand in hand!

“General Zarik … King Stoneshield … both the eastern and southern gates to the city have been defended!” The COL stated proudly.

The minotaur and human king looked at each other … a bit in shock. Finally, the King spoke “Princess Alonetree … just make sure your gate is not breeched!” He stated. Zarik adding “King Enos … would go crazy if he … thought for a second … that you two … ever …” Zarik did not finish his statement as the princess and the COL started laughing.
 
The Throbbin Hood

2 weeks later

Draxx stretched out his new arm and wiggled his fingers. It was almost indistinguishable from his other one now, only the lighter colour of the scales giving it away. He had already regained all his strength in it and had proven that more than once since he had taken up his old job.

After the celebrations of the first night Draxx had indeed been shown a celebration of his own by the women in his life. Barbie, Cinnamon and Raven were determined to fulfill their promise and Tina had joined in with wild abandon as well. He had been especially surprised when Prrip had shed her clothes and dived right in as well.

They had spent the next two days enjoying each others company in many different ways. The girls had been surprised at the length of not only his member but also his tongue. Plus he showed them a few tricks he had picked up that utilized his strong tail.

After they had finally surfaced Tina had gone back to her underground lair to regroup her thieves and once again get her affairs in order. Of course she still visited him regularly and Draxx looked forward to seeing the feisty woman.

Prrip had gone back to the castle to be with her friend the Princess but even she had snuck back once to see him, although they had just sat together all night learning to communicate with each other.

The girls had been looking at him with different looks in their eyes since Barbie and the others had let slip some of the details of their escapades and the crowds had been better behaved now that his reputation as a hero was firmly cemented.

No one actually knew he was the new owner of the Brothel, his previous boss the obnoxious little toad having made good his escape during the fighting. Draxx had, with the kings and the generals blessing, taken over but had installed an old prostitute named Bertha as the supposed owner. She knew how such an establishment was supposed to be run and how the girls should be taken care of. Now the place was doing double the business it used to and the girls were happier.

Draxx was more than happy. He had the company of lovely women and one especially beautiful one that kept hinting at future dangerous adventures. His future wealth was assured and he had the ear of the king and his general plus many important people. Yes life was good.
 
The Wizards and animals

Once everyone was finished celebrating their victory over the evil Demonlords, Isca wondered what and where she should go. She felt she had alot to learn and hoped that her mentor and now friend Ardel would be willing to take her on...teach her all that he knew.

There was still many things to do and say to their friends, but in due time all was pretty much said and done. After a few days, Isca decided to seek out the old wizard and have a talk with him. When they had time, they walked out of the city, going into an area that had once housed an old wizard friend of Ardel's. It turned out to be the one who had taught him everything he knew. Brock, Nefer, and Gemini ran off to investigate the surrounding area.

Isca watched the animals as they moved off, (Do I see some twinkle in Nefer's eye when she looks at Gimini? There might just be some new little furballs in our near future.) Her attention returned to Ardel once more, he stood thinking for long minutes, finally he turned towards her and spoke. With respect she listened, her eyes lighting up as she heard Wizard Ardel speak,

"I think this place, once it is fixed up would make a good home-base, while I am teaching you all that I have come to acquire. What do you think?"

Isca tried to be dignified as she had been taught, but couldn't contain herself. She reached out and gave the old wizard a huge hug and kiss on his wrinkled old cheek causing him to grumble and sputter. She stepped back laughing as she looked at the broken down old cottage,

"Yes, I agree....let's get going, we only have a few hours to make it habitable enough to sleep in tonight.....Oh I am so looking forward to learning from such a great wizard as you!"

The old man grumbled and sputtered some more in embarrassment causing her add,

"Come...let us begin! I know exactly how I want this cottage to look when we are finished."
 

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Maut

He had weathered the hugs and hand shakes, as the group trooped away, he stayed behind and looked out into the world. Heaving a sigh from his undead body, he removed his helmet and looked back at the people who for a time was his companions. He noticed that Nas had found himself a mate. The very first dragon they have encountered since the healing of his wing. A faint smile touched Maut's lips, in the end Nas' vehement objection to the old wizard's joke actually meant nothing.

He had not found his death though, his service to the lady was not finished in this realm...not yet. The undead, ghosts and dead stood outside the city, their rankes thinned out, yet they proved invaluable in securing victory in this battle. Maut slipped the helmet back on, quite unaware at the blue eyes who had seen the face under the helmet. Then he strode down the stairs, turning from the city and exiting through a gate, there was a tearing sound, the the howling of rushing wind. A massive portal had opened, Maut's army swiftly made their way through it. Maut following astride the undead dire wolf.
 
Devon

He was dirty, smelly and tired, the battle had raged long, hard and ferocious, yet as he walked with Isola next to him, he felt none of these things. With his renouncement of his legal status he did not even need his father's blessing to marry Isola. He just wondered how she would fare as a Ranger's wife. He did not see his father nor his brothers at the gathering, but he was so caught up in the stunning victory and the news that Isola accepted his proposal of marriage that their absence didn't quite sink in. After a warm bath he retired with Isola, needless to say he wanted to thank her for saving his life and he did so in his own way.

The next morning the impact of the Hillsong patriarch and sons' absence became apparant as Zarik brought him the folded flag of the Hillsongs, this meant one thing, that Devon was the last remaining Hillsong in the city. There was a moment of sadness, Devon had always differed from his father and brothers about nobility, it was only in the last few moments that his father expressed pride in Devon and now they were all gone...

Then a sense of destiny touched him, he now had the power to change how nobility was seen by the commoners, he could change the fate of people like Tina's mother, it would be a long and ardious journey, but he was sure that with Isola by his side and her skills that she had learned in her life, things could only become better. He finaaly met Bronwyn and her Elven partner, they chatted for a long time and they parted with Devon promising to visit them in their new home. He found Isola where she was talking to a group men, they were all clearly enthralled, Devon wasn't sure if it was by her words or her considerable cleavage. He stole her away for a few moments of private conversation.

Two weeks later

Devon looked out over the fields, the harvest had been completed and the ground ploughed over to rest. His mother and Isola had their hands full with him, he had taken so well to the life of a Ranger that Lord-hood didn't quite suit him. He was slowly learning the manners and actions, one thing they couldn't change was that he went out without guards and he carried all his weapons with him all the time. The marriage took place one week ago, King Stoneshield gave Isola off in the absence of her father. Most of the companions had attended, even the dragons. Devon felt honored beyond words that the dragons attended, it made him feel like royalty.

Of course in the first week since his return things have changed, changed so much that the word of how serfs were treated spread like wild fire and pretty soon Devon had more people under his protection than the wealthiest lords. When the king asked him about this, Devon explained the reasons for him becoming a Ranger, the king said nothing, but gossip had it that king Stoneshield was drafting new laws. It seemed that so far all was going to plan. He looked over his shoulder as Isola neared, slipping an arm around her slender waist and kissed her forehead, they both looked out beyond the walls of the castle,

"My mother pestering you about children yet?"

She gave him a smirk,

"She doubt that we have consumated the marriage."

Devon arched an eyebrow,

"Oh really? Well then let's go re-consumate the wedding so that the whole castle know about it."

With a sly grin, he took her hand and they both walked back into the keep.
 
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