An Ancient Evil Unleashed <OathkeeperXIII> Vs <Taboo Sho>

Well I'll be damned. You have some fucked up nightmares don't you?

My character:

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Name:

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Ambrosine Silmaria

Age: Ancient

Gender: Genderfluid. Carries mostly female traits. (Goes by female pronouns)

Description: Ambrosine is a part of a race that is all-but extinct from the face of the world. She has long pointed ears, luminescent silver skin, pupil-less bright blue eyes and long navy hair worn in one loose singular braid full of adornments. She has high arched navy eye brows and ethnic features that are near always hidden behind a mask in her armor. She has a curvy, but fit, body type and stands at 11 feet tall. She is most proud of her massive silver feathered wings that span twice as far apart as she is tall. She wears a white tunic that is just as decorative as it is armored.

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Weapons:

• Sindarin: Her sword, Sindarin, is heavily enchanted by holy magic to repel evil. It radiates a brilliant light (seen in picture)
• Wings: The feathers from her wings are harder than diamond at their cores and quite sharp. She can launch them with a flick of her wings, shooting them at lethal speeds like bullets.
• Assorted Knives: Armed to the teeth with various kinds of knives. All of which are enchanted with holy or elemental magic to add an extra kick to their effectiveness.

Abilities:

• Legendseeker: Functions similarly to scan. This ability allows Ambrosine to learn the vulnerabilities of her enemies in battle. It's effectiveness varies depending on the type of enemy she uses it on.
• Desert Warrior: Conjure's violent sand storms that can last for up to ten minutes. During which time she can form the sand into six armed warriors to fight at her side. This ability can only be used once in a battle.
• Kairu's Resolve: This represents an ability she gained long ago after the loss of a dear friend. It serves as a sort of 'second wind' and allows Ambrisine to get back up a second time after falling in battle. This ability only works once.
• Taboo Sho: A limited array of spells that are considered dark or 'taboo' magic.
  • Impending Doom: A spell that saps the strength of it's target and allows Ambrosine to absorb it. The spell is fatal if left uninterrupted. It can be stopped if Ambrsine takes damage.
  • Necromancy: (La mort lenta) Allows her to temporarily halt her death after taking a fatal wound.
• Vox Nior: Dominance of weaker creatures. She can summon nearby animals to do her bidding.
• Colonial: Tactical genius. After many years of experience and advanced combat training, she has become an experienced warrior.
• Angel: A holy beam of light shot from Ambrosine's sword.
• Repel: A bright flash of holy light cast from her wings, eyes, sword, or skin. It is painful and repels evil beings in range.
• Flight: Using her wings... duh

Stats

• Hope's Embrace: A holy aura that protects her from most status ailments.
  
• Repentance: The voices of her ancestors call to her from the spirit world, advising her in battle as well as aiding her their strength to avenge their past tragedies and make right their sins. This doubles as an ability. She can turn the voices on certain enemies and force them to feel the pain of her ancestors.
  
• Oathkeeper: Her promise to right the wrongs of the past strengthen her resolve to win.
• Hyper enhanced senses and physical stats (Strength, speed, flexibility, etc...)
• Become: An aura of assorted protective spells to nullify various types of damage in battle. The aura can be worn down as it takes a beating. But it does allow her to become temporarily invincible.

Bio:

Ambrosine's childhood was many centuries ago. She can scarcely remember some of the smaller details. But she remembers well, the fall of her people. A strong and peaceful nation, her people had evolved past the status of average human. They were masters of magic, healing, and nature. They shared their light with mankind with dire consequences. Soon man began to envy the power of her people. They sought to take it for themselves. The wars waged against their people lasted many years, and Ambrosine was too young to do anything about it but watch as her parents, friends, family, and neighbors all fell before her eyes. Until she too fell prey to the greed of man. In her twelfth year, she was taken from her home land and experimented on for ten years, hidden away from the rest of the world. When it was clear the experimentation was not working, and her power could not be shared, it was instead taken. The trauma from everything she experienced at such a young age caused Ambrosine to resent her power, and it was nullified due to her own fear and insecurity. Once the magic was gone, Ambrosine was seen as worthless. She was sold into slavery and spend the next twenty years in distant lands, yearning for the familiarity of her home.

It took twenty years, but Ambrose finally decided the only way to win back her freedom was to embrace her true self. With her powers newly awakened, she killed her oppressors and ran to freedom only to learn that her home land had been destroyed by it's own people and magic. In it's place was only a monstrous scourge on the land, that served as a living reminder of the repercussions of ultimate power and greed.

Ambrosine visited the lands herself, desperate to see her home with her own eyes. The sight broke her heart, and nearly cost her her life when the great monster that surrounded her childhood home attacked her without warning. She heard the cries of her ancestors from the spirit world since that day, begging her to free them. For their souls are trapped inside the ancient city, fueling the power of their depraved creation. They can only be allowed peace when the Oathbreaker has been destroyed. In the meantime, she traveled the world and various dimensions destroying all of the evil and corruption she could find.

For centuries later, Ambrosine did everything she could to become stronger and learn everything she could about the scourge that plagues her homeland. She has made a vow to herself, an oath to her people, that she will not rest until their souls have found peace. And the creature destroyed. In her many years of life, she has evolved to an even more powerful being than the ones that came before her. She has learned many languages over her lifetime but speaks mainly her native language.​

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The death and decay that lingered in the air was a foul reminder of how far these once beautiful and lively lands had fallen. Even from the sky, where Ambrosine flew high above the ground, she saw few living beings across the barren landscape. All but the ever looming figure of the fallen city which grew larger with every passing second as Ambrosine sped near it through the heavens. Her enhanced eyesight saw only the desolate remnants of her broken childhood home. It still stood tall, although empty. As though each building defied time it'self in spite of the abuse of wars and tragedies past. Even the tallest of the buildings were slightly shrouded, though. By the scar of the massive wall which surrounded the entire city. As harmless as it seemed to the naked eye, Ambrosine knew there was much more to the city than what it appeared. Something menacing, something evil. It was evil enough that no mortal man even dared to enter this far into these lands any more.

It was this very city Ambrosine sought. Today was the day it would all change. She began her descent toward her target, feet softly touching the corrupted soil before the front gates of her childhood home. The sound of her own heartbeat, and the hope filled call of the trapped souls of this scar on humanity, were so loud in her head she barely heard herself proclaim her challenge. "Genun hin luft, kroved gein!" she raised her sword high above her head, which glowed brightly against the darkening evening sky, "Fah nau daar vulon, hin rel do maar fent oblaan!"

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"Show your face, depraved one! For our reign of terror shall end on this night."

 

The woman's eyes narrowed, though it was impossible to tell through the mask weather her expression was that of a smirk or a determined glare. She would not allowed herself to be intimidated. Hearing the collective voices, even in the form of threats, was a grave reminder of what she had spent so many years training to do. For why she had to be victorious on this day even if it was her final victory. "Zu'u fen koraav wah nii tol hi lost lost hin laat kipraan. Das, hi fent mindok vulzid. Ahrk dii joriin fen kos stin. Tol los dii kaat!"
With a single flap of her massive wings, Ambrosine took flight once again. The movement kicked up the soil around her feet and blew it in all directions. The glow of her sword grew brighter, and more golden as she pointed it to the sky with her ascent just above the level of the wall. The glowing blade left a golden trail in the air as she swung it to point directly at the monster's forehead and let loose a powerful beam of holy light. The spell was so strong it kicked back against the sword, pushing Ambrosine backward slightly through the air. Though she held firm keeping the aim on it's desired target.

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I will see to it that you have had your last meal. Soon, you shall finally know the abyss. And my people will finally know peace. This is my promise!

 

The creature's hot breath forced a violent wind in the air as it screeched that made it difficult for Ambrosine to steady herself, but she managed well enough. The first few spikes simply glanced off of her armor before she'd really made any moves to avoid them. A few managed to pierce through the places where her armor was a bit thinner. But luckily none managed to break through far enough to do any real damage to her skin. At least not yet. To shield herself from the rest, Ambrosine wrapped her wings around to the front of her body, the lack of their support caused her to start to fall to the ground and she allowed herself to, still wrapped up in her own wings. She heard the distinct thud of more spikes pelting against her wings, but the cores of her feathers were stronger even than her armor. A few were brushed aside slightly which felt a bit funny. Once she had fallen out of range of the projectiles, she spun herself around in the air while reaching into a belt under her skirt and forcibly straightened her wings to balance herself back into a gliding pace to the right and stopped to flick her wings forward, knocking loose some of her feathers which shot like bullets toward the creature's eyes. Not far behind the mass of feathers, Ambrosine threw the object she pulled out of her belt. It was a knife that was illuminated with a bright red aura of flame midair.

The real danger presented itself in the form of the roaring flames, which separated and rained down in thick embers high over her head. Ambrosine found out the hard way that she had not flown far enough out of the way, as her left side was doused in the scalding flames from her shoulder down. Instantly the flesh was scalded and the agony translated itself into a scream that ripped it's way from her throat. Her wing on that side was also damaged and weighed her down too much to remain in flight. Ambrosine fell ungracefully, left shoulder first buried deep into the now boiling muddy soil.

She got to her feet quickly, careful not to touch the flaming ground any more than necessary before leaping back onto safe ground by gliding a ways on her damaged wing. That was the closest she could get to flight for the moment with her hurt wing. "Ruth nii" she spat in a hoarse tone as she examined the damage to her left side. Luckily Hope's Embrace had saved her from much severe burning, though some was present and it ripped at her skin with any sort of movement. It was already rapidly healing. For now, she would have to ignore it and stay alert. Until her wing was well enough to fly again, she knew she was at a dire disadvantage.

 

As the creature wrapped it's massive hand around her body, it's tight grip was agonizing. Especially where it's sharp scales dug into her seared flesh on her left side. More gasps and screams fought to break free from her but she bit her tongue, refusing to lose control. As she was brought closer to it's face, all she could see were it's massive teeth directly in front of her and feel it's scalding breath against her face as it spoke, assuming it had won.
It's many hands of the damned grabbed on to every open space on her body on her feet, ankles, throat, hair. She was being pulled in many directions and could feel the effects of it's "Drain" ability taking hold of her life force. But this was not over. Not by a long shot.
"Het nii los." she grunted, her voice strained by the tight hold of it's massive hand on her chest. Her body began to glow, it's brightness increasing at a startling rate until her whole body glowed as bright as the sun. "Kuz nii waan hi los vos!" her scream was much more powerful now, as though it came from the light itself more than from her body. The light had a therapeutic affect on her injuries, soothing their pain.

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Here is my power. Take it all if you are able!

 

The combination of Repel and the ever present Hope's Embrace managed to heal Ambrosine's wing enough that she could move it again and force the creature to withdraw his grip. With vicious fight she managed to get herself out of the grip of the damned, slicing through any stragglers with her sword before breaking into a run that allowed her to take flight once again. The blue aura in the creature's mouth was one she remembered well from many years ago. It was time to move and fast. She managed to take off from the ground barely on time to miss the beam but it followed her, forcing her to keep moving. As she became airborne she glided across the ground for a moment to grab a handful of sand which she threw into the sky while being careful to stay out of the range of the Oathbreaker's ray. "Sendaar Kendov"
The soil Ambrosine threw into the air began to spin and levitate in the air, picking up wind as it went and kicked up more sand from the ground all over. It filled the atmosphere so thickly it made it difficult to see through all the sand even for their enhanced eyesight and eroded on every surface of the wall. But Ambrosine wasn't finished. Just as the creature had extinguished the beam, she spun herself straight into the air and pulled out two more greek-fire enchanted daggers and pelted them straight at the Oathbreaker's monstrous face. One at each eye. A mass of sand moved as she directed it, along with the knives flowing like a million tiny projectiles to clog it's mouth and nose. Lastly with a final flap of her wings fourty diamond hard feather's flew to impale the creature just as the flames would ignite and break away it's scales.

 

With the sand storm still heavily active, Ambrosine quickly concentrated a heavy layer between herself and the approaching bolts of electricity and away from the creature. The lighting tore though it violently melting it into molten glass which was shattered and exploded in all directions by the spikes that were also thrown. Ambrosine managed to block a majority of them with her wings while keeping the lightning at bay with a constant re-supply of the sand barrier that absorbed the electricity. As a result, shattered and glowing glass shards were flying through the air and Ambrosine used them to her advantage by adding them to the chaos of the storm and blowing them right back at the creature. While it's mouth was still open from the electricity, She also shot another beam of holy light directly into it.

 

Ambrosine screamed as the fire and lightning hit her from close range, giving her no time to react. The shock locked up all of her muscles and she began to fall to the ground, burning along the way. She hit the ground ungracefully, convulsing violently before the electricity finally completely passed through her system and she was able to use a single beat from her wings to put out the flames which ate away at her armor and flesh.
She stood up, a bit shakily, wincing at the pain that was brought with movement. "Hi lost peh forahgol. Lost Zu'u nos nerve, bein gein?" she panted, before suddenly beating her wings and once again taking flight. "Meyz!" Her whole body was once again shrouded by a bright glow as she flew straight at the creature's face, once again the glass that had been created by the creature's lightning took flight, surrounding her and spinning around her body so quickly it became a glowing blur that would cut through anything it came in contact with.
With her sword still luminescent with holy light, she moved to stab the creature's eye.

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You have quite the temper. Have a struck a nerve, foul beast?
Become!

 

A faint smile crossed Ambrosine's face as she spun to a halt midair from the Oathbreaker's slap. The shield Become provided her body protected her from a majority of the damage that she would normally have taken from such an attack. It barely slowed her, and her flight forward and gotten her as close as she needed. The speech of the monstrous creature opened the exact target she wanted. "Zu'u lost nunon 240 ziist do klo imaar vahlut. Zu'u lost wah wahl nii tii. .. " she thought to herself as she performed two hasty acts simultaneously. Just after the slap, she could tell the scales were growing back, which would push the glass lodged into it's exposed flesh out. That, she would not allow. Suddenly focusing all of her energy on controlling the sand formed shards of glass, she forced each individual piece of sharp glass deep into Oathbreakrs hand before forcing each of them as far up into the inside of the creatures arm as they would go, making the journey as spastic as possible to maximize the damage they caused. Meanwhile, she also brought back her sword ignited with holy light and threw it in a spear-like fashion directly at Oathbreaker's mouth. The blade exploded with a bright beam of holy light which was sped up by the quickly approaching blade that flew toward the mouth of the creature which had just opened to taunt Ambrosine after it hit her.