Disclaimer: I, Magnus-sama, hereby decree I do not own Diablo II. Note,
Forgive ANY misspellings, I don't have the game with me. Warning: This fic
is rated R for language, action, and adult situations. You have been warned
Magnus stood before the massive doors of the demon stronghold. Azalie stood at his side, Wand and shield at the ready. Magnus turned to her, "No offence, but you need to use a different weapon when we face Andariel, a wand is not the best evil slayer you can use" he said. Azalie frowned, "Hey, this wand has taken down more demons than I can count! What would you recommend? A sword? A scythe?" She asked. He shook his head and threw her a mace, "This will be more helpful to you than that wand, it may not have the enchantments like yours but it has more raw damage than your spell stick" he said. She nodded; steel does take more punishment than wood. He pushed open the doors and they stepped across the threshold only to meet corrupted rouges. Magnus drew his sword, a unique ring sounded as he pulled the sword free. Azalie brought her shield up and readied her spells. The minions that she summoned charged headlong into battle, Magnus leading the force of reanimated bones and dirt. The rouges all carried swords and shields. Magnus cut through them as if they were water. Five skeletons surrounded an enemy and began to hack away at it. Azalie cursed all who attacked and crushed their heads with her new mace. Twenty enemies attacked, none were left standing.
The group hacked and slashed their way through the barracks to find the smith. The over muscled brute stood with hammer in hand, "Your soul shall fuel the hell forge while I make weapons from your bones!" he cried. Volleys of spells flew through the air as the skeletal mages did their job. The rest of the group circled the demon and began to hack away. A skeleton took the full force of a hammer swing and collapsed on the floor. The smith was missing an arm, it was frozen and shattered. The smith gave a dying cry and fell to the ground in a bloody mess. The enchanted hammer lay on a pedestal next to a forge, "Charsi is going to love this." She said. Magnus cringed, "We fought all that for a hammer? You mortals are insane!" he said. He didn't have time to argue as a portal opened, "Quit your whining, with this hammer Charsi can make stuff stronger" she said as she entered the glowing wormhole. Magnus shrugged, "I guess it is better than a kick in the arse" he said.
Charsi was practically giddy as she got her hammer back, "Oh thank you! Now that I have this I can imbue your stuff for you" she said. Magnus frowned, "All this over some hammer, what fools these mortals be" he said. Cain shook his head, "Do you even know what that hammer is?" he asked. "The horadric Mallus" Magnus answered. Cain did a double take, "Then you know its properties as well" he said. Magnus nodded, "Big deal, random properties are forged into weapons and armor" Magnus's wings stretched to their full span, "I much prefer my stuff the way it is, I don't need anything imbued." He said. Cain nodded, "I see that. I also see you have quite the fan club developing" he said. Magnus turned; several rouges were staring at him. He turned back to Cain, "I see what you mean, I guess I'll have to be careful when I'm alone, they might get a little too bold." He said. Cain gave a deep laugh, "You say it like it's a bad thing" he said. Magnus smiled, "Not at all, I just have my sights set on another young lady that's all" he said. Azalie came out of the crowd, her mace crackled and hissed as she swung it. "Speak of the devil" Magnus said. Cain frowned, "Setting your sights a little high?" he asked. Magnus shook his head, "Nope, I don't think so" he said. Cain placed a hand on his shoulder, "Just don't be stupid, that is the best advice I can give you on that matter." He said. Magnus smiled, "Ok, enough with the lecture, I won't be stupid" he said. Azalie came up to the two, "Hi guys, what you two chatting about?" She asked. Cain pointed behind them, "I was warning him about his fan club" Cain said. Magnus frowned, "Wish I didn't, I ain't interested in any rouges" he said.
"I think I know who you like; I bet it is that Amazon we came across,"
"Nice girl but not my type"
"The sorceress?"
"Too naive"
"The assassin?"
"Lesbian"
"Me?"
"Sure, I mean, Um, what was the question?" he said. She smiled, "I heard that" she said. He froze, "Heard what?" he asked. She smiled again, "You're blushing, you do like me" she said. He turned to hide his blush, "I have no clue what you're talking about, you seemed to be confused" he said. She turned him around, "Why are you afraid to admit it? I don't bite, hard" she said. Magnus turned two shades redder, "Uh. huh?" he said intelligently. He had a very dumbfounded look on his face. Cain gave a sigh 'I told him not to act stupid, guess she was just too much for him' he thought, until he saw a mostly drank bottle of Kurast rum. Magnus followed Azalie; she had a very hungry look in her eye as she dragged him along.
The Two heroes made their way through the catacombs; Magnus lead the way through the darkness, sword in hand. Azalie created more minions, seven warriors, two mages, and one golem. The entire group was escorted by a Rouge archer. Magnus's glowing wings provided enough light to see without torches. By this time all of Magnus's robes had been burned and torn off, reveling an impressive suit of full plate armor. Two holes were custom made for his wings. The chest plate bore various runes and patterns. Azalie had to keep focused, if she didn't, her eyes would wander. Magnus was glad to have the point position, if he were guarding the rear, he would lose his concentration. The rouge was nervous; many of her sisters had died in these halls. They reached the stairs that lead to the last level of the catacombs. Magnus stopped, "Last chance to leave, I wont think any less if you want to leave." He said. The summoned ones were silent, Azalie was determined, the rouge was nervous. Magnus opened a portal, "Go and get as many archers as you can, you can stay there if you want." He said. She nodded and went through the portal. "Do you think anyone will come?" Azalie asked. Magnus shook his head, "Not really, But in case of emergency we have a quick way out." He said. Several rouges poured through the portal, all decked out in chain mail and war bows. Kasha Lead them all, "It is time we take back our home" she said. Magnus smiled, "Honestly, I didn't think you would come" he said. Kasha frowned, "This is our home and we WILL take it back, with your help" she said. The assembled group seemed ready for battle. Magnus crackled with electricity, "Let's do it" he said. The fight was on.
Magnus stood before the massive doors of the demon stronghold. Azalie stood at his side, Wand and shield at the ready. Magnus turned to her, "No offence, but you need to use a different weapon when we face Andariel, a wand is not the best evil slayer you can use" he said. Azalie frowned, "Hey, this wand has taken down more demons than I can count! What would you recommend? A sword? A scythe?" She asked. He shook his head and threw her a mace, "This will be more helpful to you than that wand, it may not have the enchantments like yours but it has more raw damage than your spell stick" he said. She nodded; steel does take more punishment than wood. He pushed open the doors and they stepped across the threshold only to meet corrupted rouges. Magnus drew his sword, a unique ring sounded as he pulled the sword free. Azalie brought her shield up and readied her spells. The minions that she summoned charged headlong into battle, Magnus leading the force of reanimated bones and dirt. The rouges all carried swords and shields. Magnus cut through them as if they were water. Five skeletons surrounded an enemy and began to hack away at it. Azalie cursed all who attacked and crushed their heads with her new mace. Twenty enemies attacked, none were left standing.
The group hacked and slashed their way through the barracks to find the smith. The over muscled brute stood with hammer in hand, "Your soul shall fuel the hell forge while I make weapons from your bones!" he cried. Volleys of spells flew through the air as the skeletal mages did their job. The rest of the group circled the demon and began to hack away. A skeleton took the full force of a hammer swing and collapsed on the floor. The smith was missing an arm, it was frozen and shattered. The smith gave a dying cry and fell to the ground in a bloody mess. The enchanted hammer lay on a pedestal next to a forge, "Charsi is going to love this." She said. Magnus cringed, "We fought all that for a hammer? You mortals are insane!" he said. He didn't have time to argue as a portal opened, "Quit your whining, with this hammer Charsi can make stuff stronger" she said as she entered the glowing wormhole. Magnus shrugged, "I guess it is better than a kick in the arse" he said.
Charsi was practically giddy as she got her hammer back, "Oh thank you! Now that I have this I can imbue your stuff for you" she said. Magnus frowned, "All this over some hammer, what fools these mortals be" he said. Cain shook his head, "Do you even know what that hammer is?" he asked. "The horadric Mallus" Magnus answered. Cain did a double take, "Then you know its properties as well" he said. Magnus nodded, "Big deal, random properties are forged into weapons and armor" Magnus's wings stretched to their full span, "I much prefer my stuff the way it is, I don't need anything imbued." He said. Cain nodded, "I see that. I also see you have quite the fan club developing" he said. Magnus turned; several rouges were staring at him. He turned back to Cain, "I see what you mean, I guess I'll have to be careful when I'm alone, they might get a little too bold." He said. Cain gave a deep laugh, "You say it like it's a bad thing" he said. Magnus smiled, "Not at all, I just have my sights set on another young lady that's all" he said. Azalie came out of the crowd, her mace crackled and hissed as she swung it. "Speak of the devil" Magnus said. Cain frowned, "Setting your sights a little high?" he asked. Magnus shook his head, "Nope, I don't think so" he said. Cain placed a hand on his shoulder, "Just don't be stupid, that is the best advice I can give you on that matter." He said. Magnus smiled, "Ok, enough with the lecture, I won't be stupid" he said. Azalie came up to the two, "Hi guys, what you two chatting about?" She asked. Cain pointed behind them, "I was warning him about his fan club" Cain said. Magnus frowned, "Wish I didn't, I ain't interested in any rouges" he said.
"I think I know who you like; I bet it is that Amazon we came across,"
"Nice girl but not my type"
"The sorceress?"
"Too naive"
"The assassin?"
"Lesbian"
"Me?"
"Sure, I mean, Um, what was the question?" he said. She smiled, "I heard that" she said. He froze, "Heard what?" he asked. She smiled again, "You're blushing, you do like me" she said. He turned to hide his blush, "I have no clue what you're talking about, you seemed to be confused" he said. She turned him around, "Why are you afraid to admit it? I don't bite, hard" she said. Magnus turned two shades redder, "Uh. huh?" he said intelligently. He had a very dumbfounded look on his face. Cain gave a sigh 'I told him not to act stupid, guess she was just too much for him' he thought, until he saw a mostly drank bottle of Kurast rum. Magnus followed Azalie; she had a very hungry look in her eye as she dragged him along.
The Two heroes made their way through the catacombs; Magnus lead the way through the darkness, sword in hand. Azalie created more minions, seven warriors, two mages, and one golem. The entire group was escorted by a Rouge archer. Magnus's glowing wings provided enough light to see without torches. By this time all of Magnus's robes had been burned and torn off, reveling an impressive suit of full plate armor. Two holes were custom made for his wings. The chest plate bore various runes and patterns. Azalie had to keep focused, if she didn't, her eyes would wander. Magnus was glad to have the point position, if he were guarding the rear, he would lose his concentration. The rouge was nervous; many of her sisters had died in these halls. They reached the stairs that lead to the last level of the catacombs. Magnus stopped, "Last chance to leave, I wont think any less if you want to leave." He said. The summoned ones were silent, Azalie was determined, the rouge was nervous. Magnus opened a portal, "Go and get as many archers as you can, you can stay there if you want." He said. She nodded and went through the portal. "Do you think anyone will come?" Azalie asked. Magnus shook his head, "Not really, But in case of emergency we have a quick way out." He said. Several rouges poured through the portal, all decked out in chain mail and war bows. Kasha Lead them all, "It is time we take back our home" she said. Magnus smiled, "Honestly, I didn't think you would come" he said. Kasha frowned, "This is our home and we WILL take it back, with your help" she said. The assembled group seemed ready for battle. Magnus crackled with electricity, "Let's do it" he said. The fight was on.