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She told Zykariel that she needed to groom the horses first before they were taken out and that he could play outside for a bit. Getting him ready hadn’t taken long, and with only a few minor bits of fussing on Zahara’s part, they were off- Zykariel to a nondescript area by the stables and Zahara to the stable only a few yards away. She hummed lightly as she fed and greeted her babies, stroking each and giving them small bits of encouragement before taking Faete’s lead rope and ushering him out to be brushed. His coat was always glossy due to her attention and she enjoyed this daily ritual nearly as much as he did.

The women couldn't help it, they had to laugh. Akedo and Hytus had been foolish to attack that way and they all knew it. The girl with the staff who appeared to be the leader of the little group glared at those two on the ground. She would deal with them later. "Usstan della dos ulu sila ukta ulu ukt la'uren! Neitar ori'gato natha nesst xun vel'bol natha j'nesst zhah feir mzild izil." She spun quickly with her staff raised and slammed it quite hard against the backs of Sevilin's knees in a gesture almost guaranteed to bring him down.

The last girl who hadn't really been involved until this point stepped forth and raised her hands then set out a shock wave with enough force to knock most mages back on their asses. Of course they didn't know how powerful Sevilin actually was.

Melody let him lull her back into the fantasy he had created and once again she slept for those few hours. When next she awoke, her stomach was protesting and she knew she had to get home. "I've...I've got to go." Standing abruptly, she blushed at her nakedness and grabbed her clothes, quickly pulling them on. "Thank you though...for everything..."

Ow, whack to the back of the knees...which of course did drop but he rolled should another hit come and merely popped back up once more. They were too close to him. Though his attention for the moment turned to the one who was the apparent mage of the group. He smirked, invoking his own magics bolstered by his runics as well and sent out his own shockwave that would slam into hers and the two would either cancel out, or his would overpower hers and well...these drow across from him would be having a bad day.

Then his attention turned to the woman who had hit him and he drew Zahara's favorite rune, the rope rune, and it was transcribed to her person, and he gave a yank, pulling her off her feat easily enough and more or less 'tied' her feet together for the time being. How many was that now? Three? Right, that meant he possibly had two to deal with. Easy enough. More of those tendral bindings from another scribed rune, grabbign the two left, just in case this magery didn't best the others, tackign them down much like the two males had been. Ha ha...idiots.

"Jatha'la wiles whol naut ji tounle sargtlinen."

Akedo and Hytus were having a swell time like the others, bound to the ground by the hands and feet with no way of breaking free from the runs that the man cast, Akedo was struggling while Hytus was just laying there, watching silently as the others were trying hard to get out of their restraints, he would try as well but amongst everyone here he was considered the weak one so he was kept back most of the time. "Ji mzilt whol udossta jivvin ditronw Hytus?" He asked his frined with a chuckle to which he only got a small nod in reply, it could of been worse...well if they ever get released it will be worse once they go back to camp so right now it seemed like this was a break for the two of them.

Arthur smiled lightly when Melody allowed his fingers to take her back to what he had done last night, and he had a little more fun before she fell asleep while he just held her close and watched her in silence, might as well cherish the bit they have left together. Though later once she awoke from her sleep he chuckled as he hear her stomach growl and lightly smiled when she got up and blushed at her sudden appearance. "Why do you blush? I saw a lot of your beautiful form last night you know..." Though he shook his head lightly as he stood up and put on a pair of pants before walking over to her and wrapped his arms loosely around her body. "It was no problem Mel...just do my a favour and find someone who is more worthy of your heart than I am, you deserve it trust me..." And so he leaned down and gave her one last kiss before pulling away lightly and smiling. "When you get back to the forge untie Brahnel, don't worry he'll find me...and I may return someday so be ready for it..." A small smile and a light chuckle as he let her go, can't keep her there forever.

She dropped to her knees without thinking, ignoring the scrape and scratch of the rocks against her skin as she gently turned the boy’s face, praying he was alright. Her hands moved over his face lightly, “Come on little one, wake up…please wake up…” Pulling his tiny frame onto her lap, she rocked him gently, beseeching him to come to. An eternity passed for her before his eyelids fluttered and she was never happier to see her own eyes staring back at her. “Thank the gods..” But that exaltation wasn’t to last long, his eyes were filled with anguish and tears began to pour, even as he opened his mouth and screamed. The rune on his forehead lit up like a beacon and she swallowed. He was hurt. “Zy, little one, you have to tell me what’s wrong.”

His only response was to cry all the harder and cradle his arm tightly against his body. “It hurrrrrtttsss!” he wailed as he turned his face into her chest, tears streaking his face. “Make it stop, Zara. Make it stop…”

He was holding his arm tightly to his body and she gently began to probe all the way comforting the child. His arm was broken, the bone turned in an unnatural angle. Frantically her hands moved over his tiny body, checking for any other signs of breakage and thankfully found none. “Alright, alright. Come on, let’s get you home, Kariel.” Scooping the boy up into her arms, cradled against her chest, she kissed his forehead. “I know it hurts baby, but we’ll fix it. I promise.” His cheeks were damp from crying so hard and he was hiccupping. Zahara felt her heart give for this sweet little boy who was in so much pain. He wanted her to do something about it, wanted her to stop it. And she could but not until the bone was corrected. And she didn’t even want to think about the pain he was going to have to endure to handle that. Reaching into her skirt pocket she removed one of her ever handy potions and cradling his neck, lifted it so she could pour the potion down his throat. “I need you to drink this. It will help.”

His little hand grabbed onto her wrist but he tilted his head back and let her pour it, swallowing as quickly as he could. He was no stranger to her potions and most of the time they tasted awful but they did help. The hiccups caused a bit of it to spill but instead of getting upset with him, he felt her wipe it away with her glove and then she gently lifted him and carried him over to the horse.

"We've got to get you back to Twilight. Come on" Turning the horse she headed for her temporary home. She had to call Sevilin and tell him too. Oh gods...he was never going to let the boy near another horse again. After yesterday's almost and today's actual...

"I want Daddy, Zara! I want him..."

Refusing to respond to that, Melody dropped her head against his shoulder for a moment, recognizing just what had occurred, what she had done and what it all meant. "I'll...try. Really I will." Though she didn't foresee herself getting married anytime soon. She didn't want to be married after all and no one around home had caught her eye at all. Ever. None but Arthur btu he had made it perfectly clear that she couldn't have him. "I'll take care of him. Goodbye Arthur." She said nothing to his promise to return, that was scary in itself. Holding her head high she walked out of the cave and headed back, untied Brahnel and then went to work as though a life altering event hadn't taken place.

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Mirashah realized immediately that his runic influence ove them was gone and she knew better than to let him get away which appeared to be what he was trying to do. She jumped up the moment she felt the ability to and thrust a great deal of magical smoke into the other drow's face. The leader realized at the same time and jumped up ordering, "Ukt yorn zhah phor. Nin udos thrityh!"

All three women advanced on Sevilin and that staff was whipped out once again and used to beat him across the backs of his knees to bring him down, then his back and then his head. She was through playing with him entirely. "Valbyl ukta!"

Braids giggled and immediately used a particularly thick rope to bind Sevilin's ankles together. The leader watched and then glanced at his hands. He had been using those to control that strange power of his. She jerked her head and his arms were splayed out. Easily she stepped on his left arm to hold him down and then brought her staff down as hard as seh could on his left hand multiple times until she heard the sickening crack of bone and then allowed for his wrists to be tied as well. She nodded to the others to do their worst with only one warning. "Zexen'uma tarthe dal ukt jindurn. Nindel's ichl yugho ulu elgg."

Braids meanwhile had snatched his polearm adn was more or less beating him with it since she specialized in whips and ropes. All were beating him with the exception of Mirashah who stood back. After a considerable amount of time had passed, the leader stopped and gestured to the men. Halting the others for a moment she stepped forward and lightly lay a hand to his cheek, stroking with her nail. He was attractive and she was feeling lusty. "Usstan ssinssrin ukta 'zil ussta yulul. Orior ukta whol uns'aa."In laymen's terms she wanted his shirt ripped open, any chainmail he had on him to be opened as well. His chest would be bared but not stripped, she had those honors. "

He saw it a split second too late right before he was slammed in the face with the poison cloud, breathing it in as well as having his forward motion force it into his systems, making him stumble at the sudden effects and then go down as he was hit across the backs of his knees again. Sevilin coughed, he knew this poison. It was done not only to contaminate the system but to cause burns on fleshy tissue...which of course meant he could feel the inside of his nose and throat burning, making his breathing difficult. Eyes wouldn't open for him either as they stayed shut, watering and trying to get the poison out of them...though that wasn't doing much.

He barely struggled, but did put up someone of one when he felt them grab his ankles, tying them, and as he listened to all they were saying. Though he couldn't fight much as this sudden dose of particular nasty magical infused posion was racking his system. It was new to him, one he had never personally experienced. Not to mention his system wasn't used to constant things like it anymore. So they had their field day beating the ever living lights out of him to thier own content, and he could tell they were opening quite a few spots on his flesh and breaking bones. What was with these ones? They were supposed to be Vesendar! Though he never called out in pain once, even as one hand was broken, merely kept his teeth gritted. He was not going to give them that satisfaction. Yes he would give a grunt or two at blows, spit up some blood and what not, but not call out.

Sevilin's mind wasn't even in the moment, he didn't care what was happening to him, he needed to get to Zykariel. Something was happening to the only son he had ever known and loved, and something bad. Zykariel...no he wasn't going to let these five keep him from his son. All he needed was one finger to scribe a rune, and a moment of thier distraction when no one was touching him.

And there was his chance. The moment that male stepped away from him he scribed a rune to whatever it was he was against, his nose taking to bleeding the moment it was done before runics flared brightly around him and then he was merely gone. Sevilin would reappear on the ground outside the fortress, a bloody mess and still tied up, his shirt and chainmail still on his person, but laid open. He laid there a moment, trying to breath and forcing his eyes open some. Hell, voice not working...damn poison.

Isle was awake already, having taken her reverie hours much earlier than the others and thus she was up and about. Currently she was on the battlements, walking them. But her attention was drawn to look to a flash of what she knew was runic light, she was Andalian after all. But she squinted at what came from it...was that Sevilin? He looked tied up and bad off.

Hopping over the battlements and onto the roof she slid her way down it and then scaled down the side of the building easily enough, trotting over to stop what would be a safe distance from the drow. "Sevilin?" Stepping a little closer then getting slightly wide eyed at the way he was. Yup indeed tied up and looked like he had the hell beat out of him. Thus closing the space between them and kneeling down, rolling him onto his side so blood could drain from his mouth. She'd get the ropes in a moment.

Zahara chose that moment to come thundering up on teh stallion, attemping to balance the boy who was still screaming out for his father and in quite a bit of pain and she slid off and headed for the house. Though the sight of Isle momentarily distracted her and she was overjoyed. "Isle! Link Sevilin for me!" And then seh saw him on the ground, beaten and bloody. "SEVILIN!" This was entirely too much for her. She glanced down at the child in her arms and shook her head. Zykariel came first, even Sevilin would want it that way. She attempted to turn away but it was too late.

"DADDY!" Zykariel immediately began fighting her and trying to get to him.

She was worried about the other drow though she headed for the house and easily laid Zykariel down on the couch. "MALIK!" She was not going to let anyone set that bone. It had to be pulled back into place and no slave could be trusted. Thus picking up that link stone and calling up to the blue drow. "Malik, I need you downstairs right ******** now! No excuses, no bullshit. I've got a child with a broken arm and Sevilin looks like hell outside!"

Zykariel responded to her terrified voice and tried to get up to go see his father but her hand held him down. "I need to see Daddy! He's okay isn't he?"

She snatched him into her arms to keep him there and started rocking him. "Yes, he's goign to be fine and so are you. He just...took a fall, that's all. Isle is helping him and we're going to get that arm fixed and everything is going to be fine. Okay?"

He sniffed and nodded though he didn't look too convinced.

Right when Arthur appeared at the fortress he saw three things, one he saw Isle as plain as day that was no problem, two he saw Zahara with what seems to be her child in her arms going into the fortress and the last one was Sevilin on the ground in the worse shape he has ever seen the drow ever since he came to the fortress. "Oh gods..." He muttered and quickly got off his horse, allowing I to go and roam, while he rushed over to the drow who had Isle tending to him. "Gods Isle what happened to him?!" He asked as he stopped maybe a foot away before kneeling down and tried to help her with the drow, gods he looked like someone went at him in a crazed state! Who did this to him?