~Act 2: Theselak Forged...~

[Nosdyn]

(Potentially will have Cerna as a partner for this. Otherwise a Solo. Just so we're clear will contain erotic footage. Thanks for understanding.)

It was a typically hot day on the Tular Plains...

He was in his house that day. A large house that was positioned in the central portion of Theselak. It was a city that was built for the sole purpose of been a refuge point for Undead and all sentient races of Althanas proper. He'd accomplished a lot since leaving Ettermire and her bastard children behind.

The building were forged in demonic architecture style a combination of Undead cultural aspects and Nosdyn's own demonic roots. The buildings were exotic in appearance and a stark contrast to the buildings of Ettermire and Radasanth. The buildings were large multi tiered buildings and the city had grown. From those first nights whence Nosdyn had returned to the Tular Plains and built the city alongside his people. Nosdyn admired the undead a lot.

They had accepted his people and his culture....

He had accepted their own as well, even if N'Jal had not.

He stood outside of his large mansion like house and had his arms folded across his broad chest.

He was a short demon, standing at about five heads and was bald. He had blue skin and amber coloured glowing eyes. He was powerfully built for endurance. He'd survived a direct smite attempt from N'Jal.

He looked at the city of Theselak the wayward sanctuary they had made together, of their own blood, sweat and tears.

He looked at Cerna calmly the newest addition to their fold. She was his partner and mate at that point.

His arms were folded across his chest as he stared at the gathered.

About an hour later, his son, Tharak, ran up to his father. "Father, my lord." He gasped. Catching his breath he'd been running from the large Mage tower at the front of their city to their position. "We have a big problem."

[Cerna]

Cerna looks at the boy and nods at nosdyn to let her handle this. She approached their son and knelt to his level "Calm down Tharak, you're hyperventilating. Now. Take a breath to calm yourself and tell us what's going on"

Cerna used to be quite stone cold and still is to outsiders. But She knows how to calm those within her group and this was no exception

[Nosdyn]

Tharak composed himself. He looked at Cerna and nodded. She was the latest addition to their family. "There is a large group of outsiders approaching from Xaliel." He said calmly. "Roughly fifty in number."

Nosdyn cursed loudly. He'd been expecting something like that but not so soon. Can this be the chosen hour? He thought to himself as he looked at Cerna and nodded to nodded to his mate. The undead were a loose society and bound to one another. Nosdyn looked at his son. "What direction are they coming from?" He asked.

He knew though it was a group from Xaliel and likely would be a call to arms soon as they arrived.

Tharak pointed. "Yonder." He said and pointed at the exact direction him and his wife Lilly had scryed the incoming force from their divination tools.

Nosdyn nods. "Derroth prepare a group of our finest warriors." He told Derroth who was a loyal undead warrior. He looked at Cerna and Lady Xelldra. "Come with me." He told them all. A small group of them followed Nosdyn to the front of the city where they could intercept the incoming group.

Nosdyn looked ahead when his messenger raven cawed as the majestic bird landed on Nosdyn's extended arm. "My old friend." He rubbed the head of his companion and fed the raven a treat. The bird had a scrolls attached on his left leg. It bore the marks of Xaliel. One of the noble houses. He removed the scroll parchment and read it. His eyes narrowed. "They wish to meet with us. And expect to talk terms." He looked to Cerna for a moment. "We will be ready instead." He knew how the demon houses operated. He looked at Derroth. "Position yourselves around the town and strike at my signal." He explained and ordered.

Nosdyn was a tactician by that point and had survived the fires of Ettermire.

He meant to slaughter all of them. A short while later Nosdyn watched as the outsiders arrived at their doorstep.

Nosdyn's great cloak flapped in the breeze chaotically like a hungry caged lion.

He stood by Cerna, Tharak, Xelldra and Ellastra no other town folk were visible. The show down would begin.

[Cerna]

Cerna stood at the side of her mate ready to do battle if it came to our. Her greatsword was with her but she would only use it if the need arose. She waited for one of them to speak standing right between Xelldra and nosdyn

[Nosdyn]

Nosdyn clenched his fists tightly as he looked at the unfamiliar demon lord before them. "Speak." Nosdyn commanded with some degree of authority by that point.

The other demon walked up to Nosdyn alone, leaving the rest of his soldiers behind. "You know why I am here." The demon began arrogantly.

Nosdyn nodded. "You are here to die." Out there on the Tular Plains there was only one law that mattered kill or be killed. In demon society only the strong survived.

Nosdyn's answer was not unexpected. The other demon clapped for a moment. "You think you are a step ahead of us..."

Nosdyn raised his fist to signal the attack. A moment later there was a laced bolt shot from a crossbow on one of the roof tops. The crossbow's bolt was laced with an incendiary package. It struck the demon lord's chest. He was knocked back a few feet. He cursed and yelled as he attempted to remove the explosive bolt but with a few ticks as signal, it exploded taking a few of his cohorts out.....

A moment later the city's buildings emptied their citizenry out to storm the group of hapless demons. Nosdyn watched his people tear apart the demons with learned effectiveness. Nosdyn hugged his woman and held her close. Cerna. Precious Cerna. He looked at her calmly. "We are sending them a message. Our city only belongs to us. Nobody else. It is a free city." Nosdyn proclaimed boldly.

[Cerna]

Cerna smiles at Nosdyn and leans into his embrace as he spoke his declaration. This was indeed a free city and Cerna herself would fight to the end to protect it. She was happy to be among allies when she had endured so much to get here

[Nosdyn]

Nosdyn watched the undead tear apart the demons from Xaliel...

He held his woman, Cerna closely. His eyes narrowed in there, Theselak, he didn't hide behind his mask. He was able to be himself. The undead tore apart the bodies of the demons. Screams of pain and agony. Nosdyn's people had become expert at defending their turf. Nosdyn held his woman closely and he looked at his son. Tharak. "Are there any other contingency forces this time?" Nosdyn asked his son.

Tharak shook his head no. "That was the only group, Father." He said calmly.

Nosdyn nodded gently. He picked up his wife. "Let's get indoors." He said calmly to her.

[Cerna]

Cerna Nodded and allowed her mate to carry her indoors. She was glad to see their turf was able to be defended without her needing to pull out her weapon. Long before she came to Althanas, She had been a servant and a tool of war. She had since found a new life on Althanas and has no intention on leaving it anytime soon. There was a lot to do for sure. They have a sanctuary for the undead to not only finish building, But defending as well.

Cerna knows all too well how quick the demons are to retaliate. "We're safe for the time being, But if the demons here are anything like the demons that plunder my home world, We may not be so safe for long" She told Nosdyn "We should really bolster our defenses lest others learn of our location" She was a tactical one, and ever wary, But she does know when to prepare for the worst case scenario. An old habit from being a mental servant to an undead king

[Nosdyn]

He nodded gently to her as they cuddled. "They operate a certain way in Xaliel. There are rules and laws there if they intend to invade it will take time." He told her calmly. As he took her to their bed. He sat down gently. He looked far away for a moment thinking of the ghosts of his past. He looked at his mate calmly after. "As I imagine it is with you I also have too many skeletons in my closet." He explained. "Lady Xelldra says the past haunts me at points. Someday I will have to look into that." He said.

He listened to his mate as she spoke. His hand massaging her lovely belly. "I can go use the secret technique N'Jal taught us to make you warmer and full of life." He explained. It was a form of alchemy and life giving fluids. But he needed her permission for it. He ran his hand gently through her hair. He had a content expression on his face...

[Cerna]

She nods and smiles as she relaxed in her mate's arms. "Go ahead love. But are you certain it won't burden you? You've already done so much for me from severing my mental shackles to welcoming me into your fold." Cerna asked. Even in life she got flustered anytime someone wanted to aid her.