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I WILL KILL YOU ALL!
I've resisted the aliases thus far. Haven't crossed the Rubicon yet.
Let's do the forum post agaaaaain!
The final gem shatters, the glimmering fragments surrounding Jh's head. He suddenly experiences a feeling of the Jack's Clubhouse. He has just shattered the infamous 2,000th post gem the peasant once stole from his brothers. Its power enters him, filling him with Jack energy NOOO ... The Tsar staggers, his riven armor buckling further. One buzzsaw hand jams.
The gem rips out of the Steel Tsar's helm
The Steel Tsar attempts to free himself, but is held fast
The midddle gem shatters with a chime like a huge gong echoing over the field. The Tsar screams:
Rents appear in the Steel Tsars' armor. He swings his buzzsaws at JH
The Steel Tsar staggers and bellows
His sword winks out, leaving only a hilt. He casts it aside, his mailed fists morphing into his trademark buzzsaws. He continues his advance on JH
The Steel Tsar heads for JH, swinging his sword in great arcs
Mirathan assails the Tsar with his daggers, oblivious to the fact that they have no affect. There are no wood elves alive in the Tsar's sword reach. The Steel Tsar riposes, jarring the Bard. The energy of the sword is immensly powerful. The three gems on The Steel Tsar's helm glow like small stars. His flaming red eyes bore into the Bard
The Steel Tsar hews at the Bard, then jinks his sword at Mirathan at the last moment
The Steel Tsar sneds a force of wraiths to disperse the glowing cloud He bellows Seeing Nimora impaled on his sword he wrenches it viciously through her entrails
The Sttel Tsar impales two elves on his sword, their bodies rotting with unnatural speed into corpse goo. He faces Mirathan
He swings his sword once more at Mirathan
Mirathan charges alongside the wood elves, loosing bolts magicked against contructs. He aims them all at the Steel Tsar. The bolts strike true, giving the Steel Tsar a porcupine look. He faces the aquatic champion and swings his glowing green sword at his head
The two massed armies clash on the plain. Skeletons slash at bears, zombies bite badgers, squirrels worry at ghouls. The Steel Tsar slashes about him, clearing a bloody path towards the Champions.
The Steel Tsar urges his skeletal cat forward. He waves his massive green glowing greatsword over his head.
A roar greets him as the Army of the Damned surges forward.
The Steel Tsar cleaves at the Board Warden, attempting to cut his foe(s) down
Innocent Blood laughs, a girlish ringing sound "No fool, we come to bring you to your doom. Tsar?" The black armor approaches, unsheathing his massive green greatsword and slashing at the Board Warden
The ancient chicken sits alone atop the windswept crag. He grasps feedcorn in his grizzled claw, tosing the yellow grains again and again. Dire, dire, dire ... He mutters. He gazes at the last pattern he threw and sighs. It is now. Brwaaaktor looks up as a slit in the fabric of the thread opens before him. A large black-armored figure stands before him. A sinister music begins to play.
The wizened fowl nods I know, the corn has told me. The black-armored fiend swings his translucent greatsword in a glittering arc. The bird sighs The corn tells me many things Herald. The large green blade falls. The large construct looks up and slices a hole in the thread, stepping through. This hole doesn't close, but begins to unravel the very fabric of the Place of the Winds. The thread swiftly fades towards oblivion.
The abomination laughs, a sound like a cat in a Cuisinart with a hundred rusty nails
The Tsar spins his blade and cuts a hole in the fabric of the thread, walking through to somewhere else in a pulse of green energy. The hole seals behind him. The music fades away.
Suddenly a strange music floats in the air A large form comes crashing through the forest. The group can hear the branches snapping and the cries of small woodland animals as the thing appears. A massive suit of black armor comes into view. Red flame burns from its closed visor eye slits. An enormous greatsword is held in its mailed fist, its blade glowing green energy with runes cycling endlessly within its pellucid depths.
Those in the Grove can see three large gemstones affixed to his spiky helm.
JH's hammer strikes the Tsar straight on, its glowing runes caving in his chest
The construct paws at the embedded hammer, then screeches, a rusty tearing sound
The armored behemoth is suddenly enveloped in vines, then the entire throbbing green mass explodes, shards of black adamantine flying all over the battlefield. The Tsar's helmet rolls to JH's feet
The Steel Tsar bellows and lays about with his buzzsaw hands, slicing into the Jacks with preternatural speed.
Smashing aside the ice and JRHM's blade..he spews fire from his cannon, blanketing the field in star-hot flame
The wasp's blizzard freezes the Tsar, but he breaks the ice off and slices at the small wasp. he roars
The armored giant spews fire and buzzsaw blades everywhere.
His eyes flare red
The lumbering armored behemoth faces the Jacks.
Somewhat unluckily, Lynora-Jill unleashes her winds against the Tsar. The decapods are blown away by the blistering winds
The mass of decapods cover the Tsar in a mass of gnawing pain
A familiar bellow echoes from the back of the Yeti horde
The Steel Tsar lumbers into the field, buzzsaw hands spinning full throttle, fusion cannon spewing fire.
Slices into the shark's fin
The black-armored giant swipes his buzzsaw hands across the snarky shark
After the kobold saboteur has been dealt with, the offending items are removed from the Steel Tsar by the team of arcane evil armorwrights. He flexes, spinning his reforged buzzsaws at a rapid pace.
To the rear of the immense Defective encampment, hammers ring out in a cacophonous choir. Dozens of kobolds, duergar and fiendish warforged labor over the Steel Tsar. The damage he sustained from the Jacks was massive, and the armorwrights are sorley pressed to repair his many injuries. The black-armored behemoth stands unnaturally still, the only sign of life the red flames issuing from his hollow eye sockets. The fiercely grimacing mustachioed face his faceplace was impressed with seems to sneer in the flickering forge flames.
The Steel Tsar rises to his feet. His armor hangs in dented ruin. His buzzsaws still whirr fast, but there is a squeal of metal scraping metal. He pauses to look at the Jacks and turns to leave the field. The Defectives swarm around his lumbering form, advancing to protect their general. JH's fire wraps him as he retreats, but the Tsar doesn't slow
The Steel Tsar spots the winged form of Lynora-Jill attempting to reach Malice Jack. He swings his buzzsaw hand over one of her wings
The Steel Tsar begins to look like a demolition derby car. Rust and dings cover him from the Jack's blows. The dread construct sprays the area with his fusion flame cannon.
His buzzsaw hands swing back and forth in a choreographed death dance.
JRHM and JH rain blows upon the black-armored wight. Rust blossoms from JH's elemental hammer and slices of black armor fly from the force of JRHM's vorpal blade
The Steel Tsar grapples with Malice. His buzzsaws spark off Malice's skin, carving slivers of metal off.
The behemoth grates hollowly The Tsar slices Malice's left arm clean off
The howling storm winds and rain lash the Tsar. His massive metal feet sink into the mud as he attempts to go forward
He cries
Lynora's wind blows the Tsar back. He howls and fights against the ravening winds
The massive armor suit whipsaws Fafhrd's arm with his syching blades. Red blooms as his arm is cut to the bone.
The hulking behemoth bellows
JH's hammer strikes a telling blow
He sweeps his buzzsaw hands across JH's midsection
The grenade explodes on the Tsar's chest. He pauses momentarily and continues on.
He roars
The Defectives part like an ugly ocean revealing the black armored form of the Steel Tsar. The previous night's damage has been repaired, and the red hammer and sickle embossed on his breastplate shines with a well-rubbed gleam. He clashes his buzzsaw hands together and lumbers forward,every step shaking the torn earth.
From the back of the Defective horde, a bellow sounds out
Fires rockets and follows Candle Lighter
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