In Northern Nastoria there is a group of strange monsters known as Abominable Snow men. These unintelligent creatures live in ice caves far into the frozen waist lands of the Nastorain mountain ranges and beyond. They are one of the main reasons Nastoria has not expanded far north even though there is a large amount of gold hidden away in its caves. Abominable snow men have incredible strength and take several shots to take down. They can kill men with their bare hands and climb sheet cliffs like they can fly. Their main weakness is poor intelligence which allows them to be outsmarted by certain daring individuals who risk facing them. Where they came from why they have a strange hatred for all mankind is unknown. Many think they were once men but were cursed by one of the six Dark Sorcerers and now attack anything that looks like a wizard (meaning all humans.) Others think they were blocks of solid ice that came to life and destroy any bodies of heat in order to keep from melting. They do have a fear of fire but it does not seem to cause them to melt. Abominable Snow monsters live in groups and eat plants meat and anything they can get their terrible claws on. Though they are most prevelant in Northarn  Nastoria they can be found anywhere there is a proficancy of ice and snow.

Danner jumped up and said in a loud forceful voice. “Hey calm down stranger. Lets not scare the locals.” he turned to the other man Shylock had been staring at. “You must forgive him. Ninjas are rather jumpy I am told.”
“Danner stop and get out of the way!” Shylock yelled. Danner pulled his cutlass out. “Just put that sword away and have a drink.” He stepped back as Shylock began walking forward. “I don’t know what your doing but stop.” Shylock said. “Just sober down son…” Danner retorted. He was just next to Shylocks target.

He spun flipped out a pistol and fired it into the wizards heart. In a flash the figure had changed. He was now seven feet tall and dressed in a long blue robe that had hundreds of demonic sentences written over it. He wore a long white beard on his face and a look of such power and imposing power that Sterling looked like a dwarf in comparison. Danner ducked under the table as he fired a shot into the spirit from another pistol.

The wizard fired a bolt of fire towards the table but it was vaporized by the silver coins. Shylock ran forward and sliced the being in the neck and shoved a three pronged dagger into its chest. The Wizard crumpled to the ground as light not blood flowed from its neck. Sterling walked forward with a resolute and terrible pace. The ground shown white lines that pulsated from his feet as the silver saturated his footsteps.

“What are you doing here?” Sterling asked with a shimmer of anger in his eye that cut through all who listened. “We are taking what is meant to be ours.” The wizard responded.
“Not yet its not. This land still has hope.”
“Not for long.”
“We don’t need long.” The wizard laughed. “It surprises me how you can keep your eyes from seeing the inevitable.” Sterling looked up.

Every man in the bar was staring at him with the same insane gleeful anger. “No.” Sterling said with a quiver of terror. “No!”
“Did you really think the Arkarians would follow him? That they would give up their freedom in order to die as slaves?!” The wizards voice sucked the density out of the air and shook the room in naked silence.
“Freedom?” Sterling said in calm quite voice of tense passion. The Arkarians began to step closer to him. Then in a slow growing doom filled voice Sterling cried “The worst slavery is the slavery to one’s own evil. We are the only ones who are free.” His voice grew and he rose high onto his feet and the room shook with the booming proclamation of his wild eyes. The Arkarians began to draw weapons in fearful anticipation. His voice exploded into a battle cry of furious passion and filed into the glowing point of a razor sharp iron poll that he had flung from his clothing. “You are the one who has killed freedom!” he screamed. The wizard jumped up and flung his hands up sending black clouds of death into Sterlings face. Gasping for life Sterlin flung the bar down cutting the wizard across the torso. He kicked the wizard to the ground and flipped the bar around the room as the Arkarians charged. Its razor edg cut through six necks.

Shylock was upon three of the closest assailants and int two fluid motions had disarmed them and cut them through.

Rose flung off her bandages revealing a terrible skeleton arm and leg. She rocketed herself forward with super human speed and strength as she smashed through a half dozen men breaking their bones to dust.

Aldery jumped behind the bar and flipped out two revolvers and let lose a swarm of hot lead through the hoard of attackers.

Danner jumped up and fired towards the bar. His bullet zipped through a barrel of some alcoholic beverage and knocked over a nearby candle with an explosive result that put the entire kitchen crew out of commission. He then drew a long cutlass and crossed blades with the nearest Arkarian.

Janstor lifted a blunder buss from behind the counter and fired it at Rose. The full impact ripped through her body. But no sooner was she on the ground than she had jumped up again and punched a man into the ceiling where he stuck like a dart. The Wizard smote Sterling with a long staff which apeared from nowhere and shot him to the ground with a blast of green mist.

Aldery shot Janstor in the shoulder and continued his attack on the Arkarians.

The battle raged on through the room. But no matter how many foes would be knocked down others would come to take their place. Hot white blood poured over Sterlings face as he fought with the wizard. He jumped to his feet again and smashed his rod into the Wizards staff almost as if he had the might of a thousand men. Several bullets had struck Sterling and if it were not for his silver skin he would have long ago fallen.

Shylock jumped from wall to wall slicing and thrusting wherever possible. Danner received a cut across the arm as he guarded off two oponents. Several bullets whizzed past Aldery as he spied a group descending the stairs from the rooms on the second floor. He ducked behind the bar. Several of the lead balls grazed his arm. Then he spied a metal plate placed on the wall. He took careful aim as a bullet cut past his leg and fired. The shot bounced off the plate and struck one of the men on the stairs. The men stopped firing in surprise. Aldery slid into the open pointed both barrels at the stairs and sent the rest of the men to the floor.

Rose and Danner fought back to back as the cut and tore through their enemies. Rose had been shot several times and sliced through even more. She should have died a thousand times yet she kept on hacking. Her skeleton arm and leg seemed to posses an impossible strength and her whole body an incredible resistance to death.

Each blow seemed to suck all the strength out of Sterling. Yet with an invisible strength he pushed on against the wizard. No matter how many times he struck him he seemed to regain his energy and strike back with greater force.

A rumble from the ceiling shook the windows of every heart. A great serpent like head burst through the wooden boards. It was brownish red with long pointed ears that shot back across its head like jets of water in the wake of a fast powerful boat. it had a long imposing snout that hung dozens of razor sharp teeth. It had large yellow eyes and fire flicked from its nostrils. yet even in its terrible powerful image there was a wonderful beauty that permeated every inch of its terrible being. Everyone looked in wonder at the beast for a second of awe.

Danner used this oportunity to dispatch two men.

Then the room was engulfed in flame. Dozens of Arkarians ran from the building and dozens more caught fire within the tavern. A few managed to fire their weapons at the beast and others ran to other rooms of the building. The wizard shot a blast of black and white light at the creature. It screamed in pain and stuck its head out of the room. The wizard continued firing making many more holes in the ceiling. The dragon fired back surrounding the wizard in a fire that seemed to do it no damage.

Sterling, Aldery, Shylock, Dannery and Rose had managed to hide under table and jump behind doors when the best reared its head. They ran back into the room. Sterling jumped through the flames and with a surge of impossible energy shoved his razor poll into the wizard sending silver riveting through its body. The wizard screamed in pain for a second and then fell to dust.

Sterling jumped from the circle of fire and rolled on the ground till he extinguished. The rest of his comrades limped forward bleeding from several wounds. The ceiling had been ripped apart to such an extent that you could see the stars through the wreckage. The image of Atheria and her dragon shown through the midnight sky. Janstor leaned onto the bar and stared at the six.
“What are you?” he asked in exhausted defeat.
“Why did you draw weapons on us?” Sterling inquired. “It is what we are ordered to do to any who attack a wizard.”
“Who told you to?” Danner asked.
“The law.” Janstor responded.

“There is no law here. Only evil power.” Shylock said”
“Is there any other kind?” Sterling glowed. “Oh yes my friend. Oh yes.”

Sterling turned to his small band. “This whole land must be crawling with men hunting for us, but we must be off.”
“How can we survive.” Rose wondered aloud as they ran out of the burning building. “I have no idea Rose, I have no idea. But I don’t need one.”

The Alliance of Vengeance is a team of powerful leaders and beings formed about the same time as The Slayers. The Alliance was formed after the failed attempt of the wizards to take over Latalia. The forces of darkness saw that they would not be able to rule the world so easily. So they called for some of the most powerful beings to come to a summit and decide what action to take.

There were six members that attended that summit. These six beings formed an Alliance to symbolize the unbreakable ties that bound their forces together. After the formation of this Alliance the forces of darkness fought with such organized efforts that many thought it would prove the undoing of all who followed the Eternal One.

The Six Were as follows.

Regal:

Regal lived in Latalia as a farmers daughter until the wizards came and changed her life forever. Seduced by a lust for power she decided to become a witch. This decision distanced her from Sterling the man she loved and forced her to leave her home town. She wanted Sterling to follow her but Sterling refused saying that by becoming a witch she had destroyed the girl he loved. Blinded by her pride Regal then swore that she would either turn Sterling into a wizard or destroy him in the attempt. After traveling deep within the Latalian wilderness she was tormented with the loss of the one she loved and drowned the feelings in her lust for power. Soon she became one of the most powerful witches. She was sent to represent all wizards at the summit. Though being small and slender she is one of the most powerful fighters in the Alliance of Vengeance this combined with the fact that she had a former history with Sterling the leader of the Slayers, she was elected leader of the Alliance of Vengeance.

Evlon the Mad Scientist:

Evlon was once a great Mayor of The City of Arkaria as well as leader of the Arkarian scientific community. But when a certain young chemist by the name of Preston Ranrick tried to show him the error of his scientific ways he was forced to question his beliefs. Not wishing to see the truth he closed his mind to anything but what his own mind said was to be true. When Preston proved his scientific theories Evlon was forced deeper into his own mind as a defense against the truth he hated so much. Soon he was forcing himself to believe so many lies that he was struck with madness and began to experiment with diabolical arts. His most notable was his skill in creating skeletons. This combined with his reputation as a mayor caused him to be thought of as the key to uniting Arkarians with the skeleton armies so he was accepted into the Alliance of Vengeance. His crazed passion, unpredictable diabolical practices, technological genius, and unconventional cleverness make him one of the most feared of the Alliance.

Welock Andes:

After he thought Presto to be dead, Welock went back to his quiet life and went to the girl he had fought so hard to win. Arania. But Arania had joined the countless others in their investigation of the dark arts of Magic. and a week before their wedding Arania was attacked by a Latalian strike force. She cast a spell over herself which accidentally turned her into stone. Welock searched in vain for a way to lift the spell. Thinking the Latalians responsible for Arania’s current state he cultivated an anger for all Latalians that grew into a hatred so powerful that it caused him to seek the destruction of the Latalian country. The way he saw it the Latalians had given Arania and himself a fate worse than death. He then learned that Sterling was one who could destroy magical spells. Blinded by his anger and thinking that Sterling would never do such a thing willingly Welock swore to capture Sterling dead or alive. When he heard about a group fighting to defeat Latalia and capture the man who could save his wife, he joined. Due to Welock’s great intelligence as a detective and strategic thinker, his knowledge of weapons, as well as high rank with Arkarian officials, vast conections with weapon smuggling groups and large fortune caused him to be accepted into the Alliance of Vengeance. Welock may be only fighting for the woman he loves, but he will do anything no mater how vile to return her to normal.

Jacob Wer:

Once a Nastorian mine owner and organized crime member Jacob Wer was one of the richest men in the land. But his obsession with silver caused him to work his miners so hard that he made his mine unstable and killed two hundred of his men. Looked upon as a murderer he was lynched and sentenced to be devoured by wolves. After withstanding several terrible wounds and near death the wolves were killed by a wizard. Jacob pleaded for his the wizard to help his wound stricken body. So in the light of the full moon the wizard cast a spell of regeneration on Jacob Wer. But what Jacob regenerated into was not what he expected. He turned into a monstrous being that many would soon know to fear and hate. He became a being so large and powerful it is said that it could can crack trees in its bare hands. It had razor sharp claws and teeth and red beady eyes. Some say that Jacob turns into this beast when the full moon is out. Others say he can turn into the monster any time and when the full moon is out he has too. It is said that the beast has a weakness to the silver that he loves so much. After several years in the northern mountains of Nastoria Jacob Wer was summoned to the summit and joined the Alliance of Vengeance. He was accepted partly due to his power but also because of his ties with several Nastorian bandits as well as The Abominable Snow Men in the north.

Lord Darknor:

Once a great Latalian Lord, Lord Darknor let his lust for pleasure and indulgence drive him to murder several men. Yet his skill at stealth and agility kept him one step ahead from all who hunted him. It seemed every month he would fall in love with a different girl and have to kill some man who already had his eye on the girl. But soon Darknor had done so many evil deeds that the demon within began to be manifested in his outward appearance. Soon not even the most disreputable girls would love him and all men despised him. In a depressed rage he began to kill any girl who did not love him. By this time he had grown so evil and his body grown so demonic that he began to look and sound like a phantom demon monster. His teeth grew sharp, his figures grew into claws his agility and strength grew and his heart turned into a burning black fire of passionate evil that shrouded him in a darkness that hid him from sight. He had become a devil both inside and out. When he heard of the summit

Gremlick:

One of the first Gargoyles to ever come to life, Gremlick, blinded by his desire for freedom chose to follow the life of the Gargoyle in defyance of The Eternal One. After being banished to the earth he moved from town to town tormenting people and causing a chaotic reign wherever he flew. Somehow Lord Darknor summoned or found the creature and made him his assistant. When Darknor joined the Alliance of Vengeance Gremlick did as well. Despite his incredible small size, Gremlick is an agile speedy clever imp that has such uncontrolled chaos in his soul that can harass a hundred men without being wounded. Being useful as a scout and spy Gremlick was a deadly addition to the Alliance. Thought Gremlick is no longer Darknor’s assistant he still goes an many missions with him.