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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 6:44 am
'Layla!' she had to get to her, but dealing with these mages came first, moving to another statue she notcied the fireballs whizz past towards the stranger. 'Layla first, i'll help him later' moving from statue to statue she attempted to get closer to them.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 1:51 pm
I bow at Branwen. "My name is Apollo Lysander." I say to her. "We've been searching the town for survivors."
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 1:54 pm
I jump out and try to grab the closest mage tightly while summoning my blades. "Fire at me and you friend will die! Surrender at once!" I shout out, hoping to use this mage as a "human" shield of sorts against the other spellcaster.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:11 pm
Willow:
You were already only ten feet away at most. You get close enough to jump-kick the nearest one.
Layla:
The free mage just shrugs.
"Not very smart," the captured one says.
The free one raises his staff.
"Muradin sohan!" he shouts.
A fireball erupts from the staff, aimed right at you and the mage.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:44 pm
Jumping towards the closest Mage Wiilow attempted to get her feet around his neck, if this worked she would then attempt to get her hans on the rad o the second and twist bofe together. If she was to far from the second she would simply snap the neck of the first.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:46 pm
I channeled my fury to smite my grappled adversary for his blastphemy against my goddess, the descration of the church, and the massacre of the innocent with a stab to the vitals. To try and avoid the firey inferno my foe planned to unleash upon me, I jab my knee into the grappled mage's calf and fall backwards, hopefully taking him down and allowing me to fall under the blazing projectile. I whispered a short prayer, nothing for magic, just something to let Sylane know that I have faith she will see me to victory.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 8:55 pm
Willow:
You come close, but end up landing flat on your a**. The mage turns around and looks down at you.
"Not a very graceful one," he says. "Too bad."
He points his staff down at you.
"Ura ihya," he says.
Before you can react, you are blinded by a burst of light. You suffer no physical damage from this.
Layla:
The fireball hits the mage in the abdomen, completely missing you. The burned mage falls to the ground, stunned to the point that he can't even react to his body being burned. The attacking mage looks at you angrily.
"And who do you think you are, anyway?" he asks.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:06 pm
((oh come on, she has to at least take out one sad evil))
Reacting on the last thing she saw, Willow flips to her feet and aims a spinning kick to where she last saw the Mage who blinded her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:22 pm
I try to stand up as dramatically as possible, hopefully in a mobile stance, though I'm not exactly sure if I'll be able to pull off a dodge like that again. The fire came so deathly close to incinerating me, catching a pretty nice break with my sacrfice throw. "One badass kitten." I reply, using their previous taunt against them. I gazed the mage in the eye, wondering just how iron his resolve is. I knew Willow would likely be able to handle the other mages once she manages to successfully close in on them, and this one in front of me seems to be out of luck and cornered to a wall.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:30 pm
Willow:
Rule of reality: you don't get it every time. Besides, she HAS taken out a couple already.
Your legs hits something, but it doesn't feel like flesh.
Layla:
The mage drops his staff. However, he pulls a knife out of his robes.
"AAHH!" he cries as he rushes at you, trying to stab you.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:35 pm
((umm Hun I wasnt being serious smile . ))
Willow crouches down low and attempts to clear her vision 'Stupid mages, every friking time I have to fight mages'
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:11 pm
I grab the black one and put it on. I adjust it and and secure the sword. "Alright. I'm ready to go." I turn and look at Irene with concern. "Are you sure there's nothing that you want to take with you?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 7:29 am
Willow:
Jokes don't come across very well on text.
You get smacked on the head. It feels like some kind of hardwood. It hurts like hell, but your vision starts to clear up. You see one of the mages' legs right in front of you.
Nyx:
Irene looks around.
"Well..." she mutters.
She heads into the backroom and up the stairs. Do you wish to follow her, or wait for her?
Claw:
Because of sheer lack of reaction, you take two fireballs, one on your feral half and one on your anthro half. The flames heat up the metal of your armor, resulting in a searing pain all over your body. The force of the two fireballs (both bout twice the size of a baseball) impacting each half of your body at almost the exact same moment knock you over, leaving you on your side with heated-metal armor and a searing pain all over your body.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 7:37 am
"Yes, my name is Mazurn." Mazurn said as he thought that he might need a swordsbelt and a sheath for this sword. Just so that he wouldn't have to keep on carrying it. "Imma go get a cover and belt for the sword, so I will be right back" Mazurn said as he decided to go back in the blacksmith store.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 8:15 am
Wilow does a 360 degree spin with Leg stocking out in an attempt to knock the mgr from his feet.
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