Arzamas
07-28-2005, 03:49 PM
As she feels the battle turn, her thoughts go to her family. Her father, slain by dark magic, reborn as an evil incarnate. Her mother...she never knew her mother...Her brother, at first he seemed kind and loving, but she quickly learned what that was about. He only wanted to groom her for his own agenda, to cause much pain and suffering in the world.
Surely she was still valuable to him...surely he would save her, even if it was only to be used further - she only had to reach out to him in time.
"Brother, they have set upon me! Aid me! Destroy them! Save your sister!" Dodging blades, arrows, using all her ability to stave off the onslaught of magical energies, she fought on, believing that her brother would save her.
"My brother! I am dying! Nefarian, aid me!" A final blast of fire escaped her throat, and as she lay dying she heard her brother's voice.
"Onyxia, you have nearly served your full purpose - the energies of your death is needed now, or else they will seek me out as well." From far above the Searing Gorge and Burning Steppes, Nefarian and his mages complete their awful curse. The forces they unleash tear across the world, toward their target, the very soul of Onyxia.
In a burst of power, the discord, the hate, the contempt and the evil in Onyxia's heart leaps forth and quickly settles on her murderers.
We are triumphant!
We have defeated her!
Light be praised!
The mind body and soul of the heroes goes unaffected - but the curse does not go unseen. Having started on the path to transendence, Adonia and Adantigus are able to detect the vile miasma. And...
Surely she was still valuable to him...surely he would save her, even if it was only to be used further - she only had to reach out to him in time.
"Brother, they have set upon me! Aid me! Destroy them! Save your sister!" Dodging blades, arrows, using all her ability to stave off the onslaught of magical energies, she fought on, believing that her brother would save her.
"My brother! I am dying! Nefarian, aid me!" A final blast of fire escaped her throat, and as she lay dying she heard her brother's voice.
"Onyxia, you have nearly served your full purpose - the energies of your death is needed now, or else they will seek me out as well." From far above the Searing Gorge and Burning Steppes, Nefarian and his mages complete their awful curse. The forces they unleash tear across the world, toward their target, the very soul of Onyxia.
In a burst of power, the discord, the hate, the contempt and the evil in Onyxia's heart leaps forth and quickly settles on her murderers.
We are triumphant!
We have defeated her!
Light be praised!
The mind body and soul of the heroes goes unaffected - but the curse does not go unseen. Having started on the path to transendence, Adonia and Adantigus are able to detect the vile miasma. And...