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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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 Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 6:25 pm
Fighting as much as possible against the spell, she said "Defiance to the end." and summoned just enough saliva to spit in his face. It wasn't much, but the intended insult was still delivered. She prepared one of her three special spells, all powerful but only able by touch. She hoped that it would be able to transfer through her blades...
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 6:29 pm
Athramir looked down to Shaon. Such a pitiful sight.
He looked back to the figure in the distance, but he was gone.
Athramir looked behind him at there he was. The figure in the distance, right in his face. He was Dunmer alright.
Althoguh Athramir was right. It wasn't Sydney.
"Who are y...?" He started, but the Dunmer interupted him.
"You who is tainted by the Heart... prepare to die..." He said, unsheathing his weapon which was none other than True Flame.
Athramir was astounded, he looked down to the man's hand to confirm his theory.
His theory was right.
On the hand of the man, there was a ring with a moon and star on it.
Nerevar... Moon-and-Star.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 6:35 pm
Shaon heard the voice. she couldn't move though. she wanted to, but it was becoming harder to breathe, to think. she felt a tear slide down her cheek. how many ties had she failed? she had never once lived up to her title.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 6:40 pm
She wanted to be of help, to not fail the Brotherhood and try to retain her new-found family. She squeezed the blade in her hand, just enough to raise the tip up and touch the monster. She released the spell and it half-worked: her blade froze solid and was so cold on her skin that it felt as if it was burning but frost quickly spider-webbed across his armor and froze his abdominal area solid. At least, the armor was.
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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 7:09 pm
"Why you little cur!" Athramir yelled, frozen to the spot.
"I have a job to do..." Nerevar said slowly. "And I will not give up until it's done!" He yelled, bringing his sword down with all his might.
It was a powerful blow. It shattered the ice containing Athramir, sending him soaring through the void, landing 20 feet away from where he was.
It was surprising how much landing on nothing could hurt.
Athramir got up. He didn't expect this to happen.
Lord Nerevar... Though it made sense. His incarnate never came and he had been given the oppurtunity to correct things himself.
Even with all prophecies against him, Athramir refused to lose.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 7:22 pm
As she collapsed, she tried to regain control over herself and was able to avoid hurting herself well enough and summoned up another touch spell. However, she prepared to use the unaffected blade this time.
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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 7:34 pm
Shaon could only listen numbly, too tired to open her eyes. she just wanted to give up.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 7:43 pm
Almost as if a second person in her head was talking to her but knowing exactly what it was going to say as soon as it started ((This is actually how I think in reality sweatdrop )) and it told her that someone needed help, needed her attention. She turned, feeling terrible that she wasn't being careful and watching out for those who where also fighting. Still a bit stiff, she walked over to her and tried to use her reserve potion; one that was easily hidden and mended almost all wounds but only worked if the user was almost dead. She opened it and poured it into Shaon's mouth, telling her to drink it.
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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 7:46 pm
(same here, sometimes xD )
Shaon swallowed weakly, the liquid was cold adn it made her grimace. felt bad going down intoher stomach. to her surprise, almsot as soon as it reached there, she coudl feel the icyness in her arms, slowly spreading to ehr legs. she gasped.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 8:00 pm
She smiled; it worked. "Dead and back." She turned her onto her back more fully and straitened out her neck and turned back to the fight but only enough to protect Shaon.
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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 8:35 pm
Shaon struggled to sit, but coul not yet, motion not fully regained. "ahh..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 8:42 pm
((Let's just wait for ck to post so we know what else is going on))
She turned around to face her and said, "Lay down. You need to rest." She turned back to the fight.
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Asmusei -Faceless Hunter-
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 8:50 pm
The women may have been healing themselves, but Athramir didn't care.
Nerevar and himself were locked in combat.
It was extremely evenly matched.
The two blades clashed and it was now a test of strength. Just as it was between Sydney and Athramir long ago...
"My fight is not with you..." Nerevar said, pushing Athramir back. "Where is the Heart?!"
"I'll never tell you!" Athramir said quietly back, regaining his footing and pushing back.
...
Sydney entered the room which was home to Eno Hlaalu.
He instantly grabbed Eno Hlaalu and threw him to the floor, drawing his stolen sword and putting it to his throat.
"You sent an assassin after my father, why?!" Sydney demanded.
Eno remained extraordinarily calm. "We sent no assassin after your father."
"Yes you did! A Dunmer man wearing full netch armor, it had to be you! The Dunmer was obviously native!"
"There are many places a native Dunmer can come from... we are not responsible for all native Dunmer... Now let me up, Blind Thrall..."
"Blind Thrall?" Sydney thought to himself. Of course... he was still wearing his stolen armor and helm.
But if the Morag Tong hadn't sent the assassin then who...
It struck him instantly.
"Yes... Sorry sir... My emotions got the better of me... Mephala grant me forgiveness..." He said, backing from the room. He thought it better not to kill Eno Hlaalu, it'd be the end of him.
It wasn't the Morag Tong who'd killed his father...
It was the Urshilaku...
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 8:55 pm
Shaon watched weakly, staying down. her body was still sore. "uhhn..."
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