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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 8:45 am
Fighting with Malik was a lot better than he imagined. After all, in his own battles back in what used to be home, it was you better watch your own back and stay out of my slashign radius or I'll cut you down. But he was fighting in accordance with Malik, making them a varitable path of swift destruction. Though being jumped by both physical and magical...he was glad he had dual professtions.
A swift spin of his pole arm and he took advantage to the double bladed weapon, slashing at enemies on both sides then using the middle of the thing as a block and a battering ram all at the same time. And without even having to concentrate he pulled up runes and spells, using the property of like cancels like of opposing magical forces to overload themselves and thus deflect or at least lessen the power of spells.
THough he wasn't getting away scott free. Getting steadily coated in blood and no really wearing armor was showing on him. Good gashes, getting decked every now and then. Though he didn't go down. A good drow never went down.
Piper was more than generously splattered with blood and a few fleshy parts at this point. Armor, hands, hair, face, everywhere. First time in her life she was coated in someone else's blood. Scary part was she didn't know why she was enjoying the battle at all. Again she was going to assume it was the adrenaline. Though Malik's voice caught her attention and diverted it to him. She shook her head. "I have no idea! Helping?!" And then wham! She went down as she was clipped in the ankle. Oh well thank elvish gods for dragon scale armor or that would of hurt a lot worse than it needed to. Though at this point she was also wishing she was wearing a helm because well hitting her head really hurt. Dazed for a second she recovered herself, rolling out of the way of another axe swing and back to her feet, taking to slashing with deadly precision at anything within sword reach, not sparing good old punching and kicking either.
Dirt can make you look cute though, like a dirty child everyone loves those. Nym took a longer sniff of the fox squirle. You smell like good food, sweet foods actually. Do you roll around in sugar? Or maybe he just ate a lot of sweet foods like fruits. Who knew.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 11:09 am
Malik verifiaby was wearing a Kobold overcoat, little bastards all over him. response, cross his swords. the natural conflicting energies hurt like hell to use, and the general throwback force would throw them off. A boulder went through his home!? then Piper went down.
Alright that does it. no more playing with these sons of bitches. commands went out silently, and the necromancers understood. and were a little worried about what was asked of them. five of them moved adn gathered on the roof, and in quick fasion drew several arcane runes and started thier chanting in a very old tongue to them, draconic.
above them, a large sphere of black enery, rippling with eletrical streaing is red, blue, and gold started forming.
The Yuan-ti statues, already taking pretty nasty damage, kept thie radvance to the battering ram. the scorpions where more or less in a stationary position, halting further advancement agaisnt them.
Malik was working his way to Piper without a second to stop. those that got in hsi way were given the HarmTouch, cut down, or found themselves on teh reciving end of severl necromantic spells. his favorite combination was root rotting. use the dead of the earth to pull therm feet into teh ground, then infect them with a flesh eating disease and let them literallly rot while rooted to that one spot. worked even better with infections diseases. but that would be too dangerous to his own, like Onyx or Piper. Slaves he coudl care less about.
Onyx's brute strength turned out very good, being able to catching jumping kolbold adn fling them into thier own hard enough to knock down several, or simple breaking thier little necks and arms and legs where he coud and biting clawing and tearing at everything else. His roars of battle and blood might instill so fear where the fear shields hadn't.
which come to think of it..orcs and kolbolds weren't usualy great minds of magic. so how had they even come up with these collars to defend agasint the defenses. how did they know about them first, and then how did they create a device that coudl resist the magical toys of th most pawerful mage around?
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 11:33 am
This was the point where the charge met it's critical junction. Most of their efforts had gone into the beggining of the attack, their ranks severly depletead from simply exaughsted wizards and clerics. The battering ram was slowing down, sa there were fewer and fewwer orcs to take the places of those taken down.
Soon, soldier and kobold would beggin to realize defeat, and turn tail. A few fires still bruning, a few rocks still rolling, but the battle was starting to die down. Some still cried out to Grummsh in a fevoured worship, trying to call favor apon them to win the battle.
The eight, bloddied and injured, still stood. The fox looked terrififed, the otter had found a bow and arrow to use, holding it in a familiar way. The Jhereg had found a sword, brandishing it like a certain drow might, the tiger dog looking around interested in everything that seemed to be happening. The wingless dragon stuck close to the tiger dog, and the chimers didn't seem to be hurt at all, but kept laughing in high pitched voices.
All that was really left now was to take down the rest of thee strageling, defeated army.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 12:27 pm
Zahara saw them all coming at them adn allowed Onxy to frighten them half to death and knock them back. Dazed from his massive smacking around, she jumped in adn sliced and diced quite respectively. Heads were severed from bodies at an almost frantic pace. She pulled the one from her boot and flung it, neatly in an arc that sliced off another head and then embedded itself in another's forehead. Well that was gruesome. Once again a quick slice and that dagger was retrieved. She fought valiantly keeping up the hurried pace and still jerked and hissed when she got hit. Hurt like a b***h. But she would continue to fight until she was dead, her blood spilling and joining those of her enemies. They began to run but she knew better than to cheer. After all Drow themselves were masters of deceit adn they may just be running back for reinforcements and attacking again. She would be ready and so would those fighting at her side.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 12:36 pm
It was a bit surprising how Piper was holding her own, pretty swamped as she may be. Perhaps that was the mere survival instinct that she had working in her favor. Whatever it was she was glad for it, for never before did she think herself in the middle of a fray swinging a sword in her own defense and hackign down those that sought to do harm. Though it seemed the moral of the little invaders was starting to lack seeing as retreat was seeming to be the flow of motion. But she noticed Malik hacking his way over to her...oh she'd get yelled at or something for this that she was sure of. SHe was dual weilding at this point, scimitar in one hand, dagger in the other.
Where Malik broke off, Sevilin merely continued, razing line after line of enemies, takign down with brute force and the viciousness of any dorw and also chucking a spell every now and then. Though fatiuge wasn't showing in him. No he was all to used to this he was enjoying really. Felt good to fight merely because you wanted to as opposed to being thrown into the battle for war fodder. Very nice indeed.
At some point he had switched to his bare hands, cracking skulls together and snapping necks as he pleased, a certain increased power to his strength. Runes were fun weren't they? Felt good to take a life with bare hands as well. Bodies were used as shield and projectiles alike. Pity, the ranks were thinning out.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 3:26 pm
Malik woprked his way over, Gettign on Nightmare and grabbing Piper and pulling her up.
"Next time, stay with the damned archers!"
Sword raised up, malik swung it back at the fortress.
"Fall back! Everyone back to the fortress!"
Then he rode back that way, hacking at the retreating forces, and gave word for the necromancers to do thier thing.
Onyx heard the commands, and nodded to Zahara, then took flight. Sevilin was rather far out there, and he landed by him.
"Time to pull back, you want a lift?"
The necromnacers finished thier incantations, and in essence flung the boulder sized sphere into what woudl have been the battering ram. the explosion or energy was immense. and a massive ripple effect of blue flame course from the impact zone, taking most everything with it.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 3:41 pm
And yank, though she frowned a little at his yelling. See she knew she was going to get yelled at...well she wasn't going to take the fall alone that she was sure of. "Onyx put the idea in my head!" Oh yeah if she was going to get fussed out, so was the cat. But with a shake of her head she merely held on to him as they rode back to the fortress on his call. Well...that was a nice morning exercise wasn't it?
Onyx almost got clocked in the head with Sevilin's pole arm before the drow stopped it. He hadn't made friendly like with the creature at all, but he knew he...belonged...or was...a guest....of Malik's. It would just be better not to cave his skull in...he wanted to get paid after all.
"Pulling back are we?" Though a look back to see Malik pulling back himself and he took note of the little necromancer surprise. Well that would hurt should one get hit that was for sure. He waved Onyx off. "I'll manage. Go get Zahara...she's going to feel drained in about....five seconds." And in five seconds, runic circles to both blipped and disappeared and Sevilin took off at a trot back to the fortress.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 4:21 pm
Indeed Zahara did feel drained. And she stumbled then hit her knees to see the large shockwave roll through the crowd. Bracing her hands on the ground, she pushed herself back up and almost collapsed. The battle mixed with the great amount of energy she'd expended using the boost the runes had given her had taken a lot from her. She'd pushed her own limits and used more than she ever had before. But she was determined to make it back on her own power, stubborn one she was. So she swayed for a bit before limping and stumbling back the few feet she needed to go. She made it back inside the Keep and leaned against a wall, breathing heavily but still standing. "That's it...we won.." Holy Lloth she loved the smell of battle in the morning. Even if it would hurt to heal every wound she'd recieved and she'd have to spend a bit of time resting to gain back her power.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 4:36 pm
"Well then I'll deal with him too. You coudl have been killed. at least if your going to fight fight near me, not way out in the field. Need I remind you that you are not an expert yet in the ways of battle?"
They were back in, and a glance around, before ordering repairs. Golems and Orges alike went to work, and the soulless were let out of thier confinement to help. Malik turned his attention to Sevilin and Zahara, giving a nod, they made it. then to Onyx.
Uh-oh. what'd he do this time? Before getting grabbed by the wind and dragged into a seperate room, the door getting shut..not that it stopped anyone from hearing the yelling and chastizing of a stupid vah for putting crazy ideas in her head and that if he ever found that he as the reason she did something that foolhardy again he was going to have him turned into a rug wether cymarron was his father or not.
Oynx came back out first, rubbing behind his head a little bit, looking a bit irate at being yelled at but nothing else. he just coughed it up to overprotectivness.
Malik came out after, and got somethign to eat, taking a look at his armor. nothign to major, a few cuts and minor wounds..bandage it up he'd be fine.
"We're still leaving shortly. I'll give us a moment or two in light of the morning events, and then we're going to the damned Oracle. and where is Din at?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 4:48 pm
He was lecturing...she hated it when he lectured. You think he'd enjoy the fact that she took an active part in one of his favorite acitivites. But of coures not, as his fiancee and not his comrade in arms, she wasn't supposed to put herself in harms way. With an almost exasperated sigh she took the safe route. "Sorry..." And watched as he dragged Onyx out...the black what getting a cuff in teh shoulder from her when he came back out. "Well...how many did you nail?" It was polite to keep bets. Though her look went back to Malik...that figured. Yes lets go see the oracle all bloody like...she'd appreciate that for sure. The back of her hand came up to wipe blood that was oozing from a cut across her cheek. "Can at least patch and clean up a little?" Maybe get some pain control in the system?
Sevilin was recovering his breath. He was feeling the strain of rune enhancement as well as being the one to maintain them on himself and on Zahara. Now that was a drain wasn't it? Idly he was wiping at blood, flicking it off of his hand to the floor. Eh, Malik had slaves they'd clean it up, that's what they were for.
"Well...that was quite the morning run now wasn't it?" He chuckled slightly. A little exhaustion didn't bother him, he always recovered fast. Came from years of battle and training. Yeah he was just as ready to go as ever. Any injuries on him he had already set to mend themselves up. Again, runes were fun.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 5:05 pm
Zahara groaned, "Leaving? Today? By Lloth..." She slumped against the wall and sighed, sitting down and leaning her head back. That's not fun, not fun at all. At least she hadn't gotten yelled at for not following orders, only Onyx. But then it was stupid on his part to try and put ideas in Piper's mind. Especially since Malik was entirely too protective of Piper as it was. "And you look like you could actually make the journey Sevilin." She was so tired but he looked almost chipper. "Thanks for not giving me the lecture I deserved." She closed her eyes and rested her hands on her updrawn knees, thankful for the front half of her skirt that was long enough to cover everything that needed to be covering.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 5:27 pm
"Are you complaining already?" said to Zahara as she was obviously not a happy camper about it at all. She was certinally the softest drow he'd ever seen...or it was all a horribly deceitful trick. To think...he had to ride with her...
A look over to Zahara, smirking at her in that way men did when they were having an ego moment. "Make the journey? More like the journey there and back, perhaps twice. Then again I've been conditioned for such times. After all, battles can happen one right after the other until the war is won. Have to be ready to go and go and go."
Then a shrug from him as he crossed his arms. "Lecturing thick skulled females is a futile battle. Why waste the energy."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 5:34 pm
She wanted to growl, she wanted to hit him, she wanted to scream and holler. Instead she meekly said, "Yes well since I'm a female and you're a male, it's fairly obvious that nature herself bestowed more stamina on you than me. I can keep going but I can also admit that I'm tired. I simply choose not to fight smelling like the previous battle. Besides blood is not a fashion statement I'm trying to make." She would say nothing to the thick skulled female crack though she did nod to him. "I suppose I'll see you out at the stables then." Oh the man was on an ego boost now, wasn't he? Jerk. But she simply turned around and walked upstairs, on her own two feet, she'd be damned if she'd let Sevilin see her fall. She did collapse on her bed for a moment when she got upstairs. Though blood soaked clothing was quickly taken off and tossed to the side and she took a quick bath that the servants drew for her then pulled on full Llothian costume and healed herself. So now she was ready for more, a bit of exhaustion still hovered over her but she wasn't going to let it be see. Or maybe she should. Maybe she should be the weaker one. Yeah, that would work.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 5:41 pm
Onyx grinned lightly.
"One hundred and ninety. how'd you do?"
Though he was teh least damage probably from flyign through most of the battle, and he moved looked over Zahara and Piper. then at Sevilin.
"You know..you gotta ride with her."
That's all he was saying on that.
Malik had his armor off, and his underclothes, from teh waist up, patching up stabs and cuts that managed to get through his armor. mostly due to the angles. after all kobolds were a lot shorter than elves, the angles could sometimes slip under plate and through chain.
"You have time to get cleaned up if you need. But we're still going. we put this off long enough."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 5:54 pm
She snickered and crossed her arms. "You win wing boy...I'll put in some good words for you. Though if there's anything particular you want to say then you better write it down and I'll do my best to transfer it into wonderful elvish words of flattery." Though she was trying to best to be ignorant to Malik patching himself up...he didn't like her being hovery not to mention his attitude was a bit foul because he was angry with her. But enough said on her part before she disappeared to go get herself clened up Didn't take her long to wipe off blood, and bandage up her hands some as well as the few cuts on her face. Keely was already hovering around her, having retrieved her bow for her, and her quiver was full of arrows again...none of which were originally hers. "Keely go get Zahara." That said she made her way back downstairs to the boys, blood free and bandaged up.
Keely only handed over Piper's equipment to her and nodded, skipping off down the hall. She knew where Zahara was, she had seen her come up and kept tabs for Piper after all. So a soft knock on Zahara's door to get her attention.
Sevilin was clean...thanks to some rune magic. He didn't like his person getting stained with blood at what not. Like all others of his elven race, even teh drow were a clean people. Leaning against the wall with arms crossed he looked to Onyx. "Unfortunately, I know this fact. Doesn't mean I have to be nice to the little annoyance."
Onyx got a once over, elven curiosity picking up some. "Who and what are you anyway?" And that made him think of another furry creature. "Nym! Come on out here..."
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