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Kara's blue eyes watched the dark walls around her as the party made their way deeper into the mountain. They hadn't gotten too far before a flickering light appeared a ways in front of them, as did some human voices. It was coming from down the corridor and around a corner. It would seem that the trio were not the only ones interested in whatever treasures the mountain had in store. Quietly the trio made plans for their ambush, the Dunmer woman would take out the man in iron, and the Argonian would....well Kara wasn't exactly sure what his plan was as she watched him begin to disappear, but she planned to attack the woman getting up with the iron clad bandit to get fire wood.

As quietly as possible she unsheathed her two handed greatsword, and waited for Selene to let loose her poisoned arrow of frenzy. As soon as Kara heard the twang of bow she lunged forward and swung her claymore at the nearest bandit woman. [MAJOR ACTION]

~ Selene ~

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Selene grinned savagely as she saw her target swing at his own ally. There was a sort of wicked satisfaction to see friends killing each other, especially since it was because of something she did. It pleased her inner sadist... okay, maybe it wasn't all that "inner." It didn't bother her at all that she was so amused by the pain she was causing, thought she figured it should have. The Dunmer wasn't the kindest Mer out there. But then again, she was Dunmer. Dark Elf. There were those who were much worse than she was. Maybe that was how she justified her pleasure.
Justification? Ha, I do what I do because I enjoy it.

The pleasure was curtailed by that fact that, at the same time, the mage was attacking her with a frost bolt. She swore at the stupid animal, her teeth bared in pain and anger. Why she didn't get some sort of armor warded against frost was beyond her. She was in SKYRIM, after all. The land of frost. The land where she should have at least gotten a damned cloak of cold. Too late now, of course. Maybe one of these dumb bandits have something she could confiscate once they were good and dead. [MOVE] The Dunmer back pedaled so she could put a little distance between her and the hostiles. [MAJOR] Then she notched and arrow and loosed it at the spell caster who had attacked her. Hopefully between her and her little puppet that stupid scaly beast would die. (forgot to take into account the frostbite)

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Kara felt a drop of warm blood strike her face as her two handed greatsword hacked deeply into the bandit woman, knocking her back a step. The blond Nord had hoped to take her enemy down with one solid blow, but the other women denied her that. Even as Kara readied her weapon to swing again, the bandit was quickly notching an arrow, and deftly let it fly. With a cry of pain, Kara felt the sharp projectile thud agonizingly into her left shoulder. Through the haze of pain, she didn't see the other bandit until it was too late, and his ax cut partly through her leather armor into her back. Kara gritted her teeth and with a roar sheturned and [MAJOR ACTION] brought her blood soaked greatsword down on to her new attacker.

Adventurer Title & Name: Kara
Age, Race & Gender: 28, Nord, Female
HP:07/14 | ATK: 04 | MAG: 02 | DEF: 02
Skill: Light Armor
Armour: Leather Armor [+1 DEF] | Weapons: Steel GreatSword, Soothing Staff [+0 ATK] | Other: Fur-lined Cloak [+01 DEF against FROST]
Inventory: Chalk x3, Rope x2, Torch x1, Potion of Swiftness x1, Potion of Restore Health x1, Potion of Restore Magicka x1, Potion of Blur,

~ Selene ~

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The Dunmer Archer shuddered as she felt herself fully recover from the effects of the frostbite the mage had inflicted her with. Now that she could finally move, Selene's grin broke into a full-out peal of delighted laughter that sounded odd and haunting in the din of battle. Her frenzied target had now killed one of his own friends, the same one who was foolish enough to shoot her with that cursed frost spell. "Yes! Kill him, my pretty!" she shouted before she could manage to shut her mouth. She hoped her party wouldn't take offense to that and try to kill her for being so... evil.

The tide of the battle was turned decidedly in her party's favor now. Only a couple more slashes and another arrow until all their foes were gone. The wonderful thing was that the man in heavy armor would probably end up killing another one of his friends before he managed to calm down. The Dunmer loved her poisons so much... She actually debated whether she should try to take down the guy with the fur shield, or just let her little puppet do it. In the end, however, she decided that one little arrow probably would take him down just enough for the leader to deliver the finishing blow, and that was probably okay. Unless her party ruined it...

[MAJOR ACTION] Selene notched and arrow, inhaled sharply as she drew the string, and flung an arrow at the guy with the shield who was attacking her Argonian friend.

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Even as Lady Kara's greatsword came down, the bandit managed to deflect it slightly, but not with complete success. He was staggered as the blond Nord drew blood, and taking advantage of the brief moment, she stepped quickly backwards a few steps to reassess the current situation. With satisfaction the blue eyed warrior took note that the female archer now lay dead on the cold stone floor. Her intense gaze moved quickly to see the Argonian bandit running away, only to crumple to the floor as his frenzied friend cut him down mercilessly. She heard Selene's words but said nothing, her pale eyes taking note of her arched arrow. She would take down the bandit Rolaf efficiently. That left....Kara turned her attention quickly back to the bandit who she had most recently attacked, just in time to see him strike out at Lashker. Stepping forward she [MAJOR ACTION] swung her greatsword at the bandit, hoping it wouldn't be too late for her Argonian comrade.


Adventurer Title & Name: Kara
Age, Race & Gender: 28, Nord, Female
HP:07/14 | ATK: 04 | MAG: 02 | DEF: 02
Skill: Light Armor
Armour: Leather Armor [+1 DEF] | Weapons: Steel GreatSword, Soothing Staff [+0 ATK] | Other: Fur-lined Cloak [+01 DEF against FROST]
Inventory: Chalk x3, Rope x2, Torch x1, Potion of Swiftness x1, Potion of Restore Health x1, Potion of Restore Magicka x1, Potion of Blur,

~ Selene ~

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Though not killed by her frenzied pet, it was with satisfaction that Selene saw the second-to-last foe fall. Besides, there was probably enough hostiles to toy with later on. She had more poison, after all. The Dunmer almost wished she could see the heavy armored man snap out of his state of mind so he could fully comprehend what he had done, and she could watch him go through it. It was a completely wicked thought, she knew, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. It was nice to let her darker side take total control of her mind. In her home at the Imperial City she had always found it necessary to reign it in.

[MAJOR] It was therefore with some sadness that she drew her bow and shot at the big guy who was now flailing around her Argonian comrade. Thankfully, with his death that would be able to gather all the loot that this set of thieves had obtained.

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