The Planeswalkers

This rp is about planeswalkers, people with the ability to travel between the worlds of men and gods, and their battle with the shadow threatening to take over all of the worlds.

The man staggered out from the infernal explosion that had just rocked the mountains very foundations. He held one eye over his eyes, the other clasping a blade, shining like the sun. After healing his eyes, the man turned around, once again facing the nightmare who stood before him. The creature were black as night, sharp claws sprouting from gigantic hands at the ends of its four arms. Arkmam threw up his sword as the beats launched a wall of fire against him, meant to incinerate him and spread his remains for the four winds. When the wake of flames touched the sword, it split and raged by at his sides. He answered with his own magic, an crystaline ice spear that flew through the air from his streched out hand. The spike embeded itself in the creatures chest, spreading lines of blue light through its torso and making it shine with a cold blue light. The beast cried out in pain, yelling its hatred out in the night to overwhealm the deafening sound of the rain hiting the ground. Arkmam saw his chance and ran towards the forest, lashing bolts of ice over his shoulder. As he thought he were in safety, when there were only around 30 feet left to the protection of the oaken trees of the old forest, a flaming beam hit his back, throwing him over the field and down to the ground only a short run from the forest. He tried to rise, but fell back down to the ground. He tried again, but once again hit the cold soil beneath him. He knew his spine had broke, but yet there was a chance. He gathered the power in his mind and blade, and focused them all to heal his broken body. He felt the pain as the bones in his back switched back to their original place and the many wounds he had received disapeared. He stood up and turned to face the demon. The beast were charging him with maximum speed, planing to ram him and put out the last flame of life in his human body. Arkmam managed to dodge the demon as it crashed into the trees behind him and sent thousand year old oaks flying through the starry sky. Arkmam seised the opportunity, and charged the beast blind side, its back. When the sword bit into the demons body, it yelled again, turning around and slashing at Arkmam with its claws. Arkmam felt the upper right hand hit his chest, the claws ripping his clothing up and leaving deep bleeding wounds in his chest. He realized that he were fighting a battle he could not win and decided to flee. He stabbed the sword down into the ground, uttering some magic words, causing the earth to melt and his enemy to sink into the molten rock. Arkmam pulled out the blade and ran, his enemy trapped in the earth. The beast would not be stuck long, but long enough for Arkmam to slip away from the battle field and throw himself through the portal to the mortal relm. He saw the wide silver arcs reflect the flames released by his enemys tries to get out of its prison. He threw himself through the light of the portal, and landed on his feet in his own dimension. He quickly closed the portal before he sunk to his knees. His last thought before he passed out was a shadow falling over his body and arms decending towards him.

Romku looked down towards the collapsed body on the ground.  He looked kind of torn up, because of his fight with the beast.

"What happened to this guy?  I better get him to my temple.  The spirits will keep him safe there."

Romku picked up the fallen warrior and took him to the Sionki Temple, deep in the plains not far from where they were.  Romku laid Arkmam on the ground in his temple and fixed some tea.  Arkmam woke up and saw himself in a strange looking temple.  He saw Romku in the other side of the room, making the tea.  Romku turned to Arkmam:

"I see you woke up.  Who are you and why are you here?"

Arkmam streched out his hand, clasping for the sword.
"Don't worry, I put it over there." The man pointed towards a table at the wall. The sapphire laid on the table beside his harp.
"I am Arkmam, planeswalker and druid. I just came out from the seventh dimension."
"Seventh dimension? Who messed you up this bad? You were lucky I passed by or else you would have been toast in a few minutes."
"I came there to fight an evil entity that seeks to lay this, and all other worlds under his own cruel rule. The demon that "messed" me up was one of his pets." Arkmam told him about the battle.
"So who is this sorecerer?"
"I don't know, but the animals and trees speaks of great dark powers in the making, and lately I have begun to feel it to. I traced this feeling to the seventh dimension, but before I could encounter the sorcerer, I ran into that beast. Now I don't know what to do. i could use some help." The last said with a sharp glance at Romku.

Arkmam and Romku heard the sound of running footsteps getting closer to the hut. The door flew open, and a glorious looking man rushed through the door. He glanced around the room, in search for the one that passed through the dimensions.
Wich one of you is the one whom entered this dimension through the openning...
Arkmam,"That would be I. How did you know-"
The man inturupted him.
Do not ask at this time., The man paused for a bit,You know little of the threat that haunts the realms, do you not?
Arkmam,"I do. But, not enough for me to be satisfied."
The man walked deeper into the building. He streched and spread his glorious, golden wings wings. His wings were pure white, but the had a golden and Holy glow. The mans armour was gold, with shining blue letters of another Holy tounge. This man was not an angel, but he was the very image of one.
You are of great importance. There is information that you must know.


[OOC]I'm sorry if I'm taking control of the storyline. If I am, tell me, so I can change the post. Or if ther is anything that changes your vision of the RP in a bad way, tell me so I can change it. =] [/OOC]

(Keep it, I don't mind. I dont have a plan for what the rp will turn out to, I prefere it to just becom what it becomes.)

"Information? And who the hell are you anyway?" Romku entered a fighting position.
"Take it easy Romku, lets just listen to the man." Arkmam were wondering what this would turn out to be about.
"Speak stranger, Arkmam listens." Arkmam turned to the man.

[OOC]k, cooh. =] [/OOC]

Have you ever heard of the 13th dimension?
Arkman,"Yes I have. It is the Dimension of the Heavenlies. Although, I have never had the privalige of seeing it for myself."
You are correct. Well, that is where I come from. And,  there is something sturring up in the 7th dimension. It is something that might mean the destruction of the Heavenlies and the taking over of all other Realms. I have been informed that you will have great significance of the destruction of Evil's new weapon. I do not know how, but I am here to aid and asist you.