A Search For Humanity

[Antero Black]

Antero shakes his head and comes back to reality. He looks at Lila and around the room nevously. He scans the bed for spiders.

"It was just a dream....a dream...."

[Iivari Koivu]

Iivari rests for a while then returns to Kallen. It appears that she is still resting. He is now having doubts about whether or not it was a good idea to revive Doreamon. But since the deed is done he can not have second thoughts.
He sits in the bedroom with Kallen and thinks about what he has done.

[Omadon]

Omadon nods, "So be it." He raises a hand and the gates begin to open, slowly, the ice scrapping across the frozen ground inch by inch. As the shambling horde of undead moves inside, working their way into the icy cave, Omadon makes gestures with his raised hand.

A green swirl builds around his hand and he suddenly swings his arm around as though throwing a handfull of something at Ixyanarosir. A ball of wavy green light streaks off his hand for the dragon, a blast of death energy.


Meanwhile, down in Icecrown itself, where Mac is pinned against the wall, a dozen pair of etherial hands reach out of the wall and grab hold of his flesh. Wraiths slowly pull themselves out of the icy walls, their strength stealing fingers slipping into the dragon's flesh, icy cold unlife draining away the beast's strength.

[Machiavelli]

Mac transforms into a humanoid dragon. It helps his jaw heal and he is able to speak once more.

"Kaschei had wanted you in one piece but i am sure if it is not an essential piece i tear off he will not be mad. You will pay for that you insignificant girl. I am sure Kaschei has a much worse fate instore for you. I can't wait to be present when he does it too."

He is suddenly overtaken by hands all over the place. He can not move and he is becoming weak.

"What are you doing to me!!!! What the hell is this ...a trick? Whelp you can not fight me fairly?"

[Ixyanarosir]

Hurry, Machiavelli. I am not sure how long I can keep the necromancer busy.

I suddenly stop flapping my wings, allowing myself to drop under. As I approach the ground I straighten them and glide towards Omadon, unleashing a breath weapon as my undead charge at him.

[Ezra Weil]

"This young scientist may have a solution to the problems. He is creating a matter ware virus from dark energy." Ezra says to Raz. He walks back over to Leon.

"Leon, can I in any way help you? How long with it take you to complete your work?"

[Jareth]

She moves to him laughing the while.

I am not fighting you anymore. You have my fiancee to deal with now wyrm. You can I disagree. Because i am not what you should fear now.

She slowly walks away a bit laughing. She then rests herself against a wal watching the dragon struggle against the hands and try to free himself as he grows weaker and weaker.

[Elijah Debs]

Elijah walks back over to Andrew after spending some time examining the machine. He wishes that his friend would have SOME sort of vision regarding its defeat. He steps up to Andrew and looks back over at the machine.

"Have you had any visions at all?"

[Omadon]

Omadon does not move as the dragon's breath of gas washes over him. Green light pulses inside the cloud and a volley of death bolts crackles through the air at the dragon. Omadon does not breath, and his eyes are as dead as his flesh, he sees only with his spirit.

At the same moment, a wave of fire rushes at the back ranks of the undead army, turning many of the shambling things to ashes, setting others a blaze, sending them running like matches through the rest of the army. A dozen figures stand in the gates of Icecrown, hunched, bend, skeletal men. Omadon's liches, undead wizards. The group begins chanting in rythm, preparing another wave of fire and magic.

Even as the liches chant, figures move behind them. Things in the shadows, rising out of Icecrown itself, from the heart of Omadon's domain. Undead. Omadon's own army of undead is coming.

"Give in dragon!" Shouts Omadon, stepping out of the fog, his body's eyes swelling shut, "This is my domain. I will not be defeated by a vile traitor like Kaschei, and even less so form his minions!"

[Ixyanarosir]

I beat my wings and rise into the air. While Omadon did incinerate the weaker of my army, he forgets the stronger beings within. I concentrate all my energy on the ghosts and the mud-beings, having them converge upon Omadon and attack him.

[Kaschei]

Northrend must be crushed, since there is no room for that aristocratic nonsense in Red Infinity. Omadon and Morrigan are both members of Red Infinity, and unless they must be taught loyalty.
Even Kaschei is loyal to Red Infinity, if only out of self interest.

He calls more fighters to his office to be sent to Northrend, among those is Pukk.

"Pukk, your orders are to fight Omadon, and you can not return until Northrend is vanquished."

[Cynthia]

"Thanks, sweety. As you may or may not know, I'm a fairy, and well, fidelity is very important to fairies." Cynthia crosses her legs.
"I cheated on my husband, was caught, and was exiled here. This is all I can do to make a living. Not that I particularly mind, you get your nice clients, and you get your un-nice clients..." She says, feeling a little strange that she's being so open about this. Cynthia feels as though this encounter won't lead to sex, he's just lonely. Which is fine, since she's lonely too.

[Steve Fox]

"I see... well, I suppose I can understand that. Marrages don't work out sometimes. Kind of a rough break for you though, having to become a sleeper to support yourself... you really don't have another job skill? Of course, who am I to talk? I got nothing but my fists and a stronge back. I'm never going to be anything but a laborer now that the government's ruined my name."

[Cynthia]

Cynthia feels a little insulted, but it is true, she is a sleeper. She has a thick skin, and doesn't take it personally.
"You'd be surprised at how much I can make in an evening... Living like this isn't so bad, it almost makes me want to go back to the days when there were no maximum wage laws. Of course, prostitution was no more popular then than it is now."
She crosses her arms.

"If you're interested, I'm sure there are a lot of lonely girls walking the Russian streets. I doubt that's your kind of work, though."

[Kelthassil]

I nod to Kaschei and teleport to Northrend, teleporting myself onto Ixyan's back.

"Hey!" I call out to the dragon in the ancient tongue.

"Fly me in closer so I can get at the necromancer!"