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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1384512" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p><strong>Of a Creature Named Nimble, and the Wrightness of his Fall</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Look at those two,</em> Tess shook her head and smiled at Lucius and Siabrey laying on a nearby ridgetop. Against the darkness of the night, by the light of a thin moon Tess could make out every now and then one of their arms rising to point at a distant shining star. <em>Its so cute... </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>I wish someone would do that with me,</em> the quieter, sadder part of her chimed in. Off to the side, Shaun and Elenya were visible snuggling close to each other, one of them giggling at as a previously quiet game of tickling grew a little out of hand. She sighed as she laid down in her own cot; Quin, years ago, would have done such a thing, keeping her company at a time like this, making her laugh. True, he wasn’t gone forever, thanks to the Temple of Hieroneous, but nonetheless, the loneliness bit harder into her.</p><p></p><p><em>Be brave... its ok</em> her mind comforted the raw wound in her soul that had slashed deep into her in Obash. <em>You aren’t alone.</em> She gave a slight, shuddering sigh, and quietly but forcefully pushed Quin, and any complaints of being alone like this, out of her mind.</p><p></p><p><em>Focus Tess... what was it the great bard Renyauld sang? ‘Sleep is the food of the gods when it can be found... therefore thou shat eat and sup a true feast.’ You need your rest... rest...</em></p><p></p><p>For the party, this night would prove the last restful one for some time to come, and all enjoyed the quiet stillness of the desert night, though many did not appreciate the chill that accompanied it; without much flora to moderate the heat, the desert was prone to wild swings... cool, crisp nights and blazing hot days. Some party members even took to gathering extra blankets to combat the cold.</p><p></p><p>Siabrey awoke beside her own heater, as Lucius stirred, rolling over and bumping her shoulder in the process. Siabrey’s eyes fluttered open to see his face only inches from hers, a sleepy smile on his yet unwoken lips. She started to smile at the sleeping boy, only to have the smile die halfway out of her mouth, and suddenly change to a frown as she noticed two things with concern.</p><p></p><p>One, Lucius was <em>hot</em>, and for once not just in the physically attractive sense. His skin was blazing to the touch... she felt if she had her arm under him too long, it might even burn. Second, his face, indeed all of his exposed skin along his arms and legs, looked rosy... red in some places... as if by a bad sunburn. But there was no sun at night....</p><p></p><p>“Luke, honey?” she pushed him softly, gently brining him into the world of those that are awake. His sleep filled eyes blinked twice, before a lazy smile spread across his lips.</p><p></p><p>“G’morning,” his tired mouth slurred, as he leaned close for a kiss. His eyes opened a little wider after a few seconds when he realized he wasn’t getting one, and instead his ears got a question.</p><p></p><p>“Hon? Are you alright?” Siabrey asked, very worried. <em>Is something going on with his blood again? I know he felt warm in Irulas as well...</em></p><p></p><p>”I’m... fine,” he said slowly after unpursing his expectant lips, his voice and face both confused. Siabrey saw his confusion, and ran a reassuring hand down the side of his face, kissing his lips lightly.</p><p></p><p>“You looked a little red skinned this morning, I wanted to make sure you were fine,” she said soothingly even as her mind continued to worry. <em>Something is wrong with him... we need to hurry up! We need to get that sword, now!</em></p><p></p><p>The first full day of waiting for Kelir proved dull and boring. To her relief, Siabrey noticed less than an hour after rising Lucius’ reddened skin looked normal. Most of the party sought shelter in the shadow of the large ridge that they camped beside. Siabrey at times during the day stripped to her underclothes and walked out in the desert, feeling the sands shift beneath her feet, and feeling strangely at home... just as much as she did breathing the brisk salt of ocean air at the Sipner manor, or in Lucius’ arms.</p><p></p><p><em>I’ve only been here... a day in this spot? A week and a half in the desert? And it still feels like home...</em> Part of her mind quietly mulled asking Lucius that once this mess was over, he consider moving his capital here, in the desert.... <em>So majestic, so quiet and peaceful...</em> her mind laughed as a dry breeze swirled around her.</p><p></p><p>Tess sat and worked on fine tuning several of the ballads she had been working on, with others intermittently at times tossing in their opinions. Pellaron notably attempted to sing with her at one point, but his voice sadly was closer to a screeching whale, and he quickly stopped with Tess’ gentle persuasion. Shaun and Elenya spent the day rough-housing like schoolchildren, or trying to outdo each other in small tricks; Shaun would balance his rapier on his hand, Elenya would try to balance Xanadu’s old quarterstaff on her palm, etc. Shaun later scared Elenya with a desert grasshopper, a stunt that earned numerous playful punches.</p><p></p><p>As the heat of the day gave way to the coolness of the night, the party once again returned to their campground, and watches were set. Still worried about Lucius, Siabrey decided to take third watch with him... hoping she could talk to him, and tell him the true reason the party was out in the desert so far...</p><p></p><p>It took several minutes before the previous people on watch, Shaun and Grumki, finally began their regular light snores. Siabrey tiptoed over to them, and deftly held her palm only inches from their heads. When she got no movement from them aside from the regular whisper of a sleeping person’s breath, she tiptoed back to Lucius... and noticed he had a rather roguish smirk on his face.</p><p></p><p>“Hon, should I grab a blanket for us to...” he started to whisper, the light voice carrying a hint of hope for things to come. She shook her head no, and watched as his face fell slightly.</p><p></p><p><em>Not on watch, love,</em> Siabrey thought mentally, despite part of her mind thinking how nice it would be to slip off into the desert night for a few minutes. While she was madly in love with Lucius, her bodyguard instincts had clear lines that would not be crossed... at least as long as there was no gigantic silver dragon around. <em>I have something thats unfortunately a little less pleasant... but it needs to be done.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Ok, Siabrey... just tell him.</em></p><p></p><p>“Lucius,” she said quietly, “I... need to talk to you about something.” She sat down beside him, and he noticed the seriousness in her face.</p><p></p><p>“Not another bad talk, I hope?” he said resignedly, a thin smile of hope on his face. Siabrey’s heart relaxed at his wan humor, and she let a smile slip through.</p><p></p><p>“No... not one of the relationship talks.” <em>Thank God,</em> her mind chimed in. “I just want to tell you something about you... you know? Something you need to...” her voice, already quiet from the whisper, grew more and more faint as her eyes picked up something in the desert.</p><p></p><p>“What?” Lucius said quietly, watching her eyes and seeing how they looked far off. When she suddenly rose, sword in hand, he was on his feet as well. “Should I awaken the party?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes... now.” Siabrey said quietly, walking away from the light.</p><p></p><p>She had caught at first just a momentary glimpse of two figures, a glimpse that revealed the thing shining of armor, and two humanoid shapes.</p><p></p><p>”Who are you?” Siabrey challenged as the two figures approached. As she watched, the drew nigh unto where the campfire’s light ended, and stopped.</p><p></p><p>“We are friends,” one of them calls back, his voice sounding strangely nasal, and not quite right. Siabrey’s ears pick up that it was the one to the right that spoke.</p><p></p><p>“What are your names?” she called, her peripheral vision showing that the rest of the party was donning armor. The two figures did not advance, instead standing where they were, motionless.</p><p></p><p>“They call me Nimble,” the one who spoke earlier said. The other did not speak, and a soft desert wind blew their capes behind them ominously.</p><p></p><p>“Come closer to the fire, so we can see you, Nimble,” she called again. There was no reponse.</p><p></p><p><em>They are definitely not friends, if they will not come closer to us,</em> Siabrey thought, her hands finding their slashing positions on the grip of her swordhilt. “Please, or how can we trust you?”</p><p></p><p>“We are afraid of the fire,” Nimble replied ominously, “but we will approach.”</p><p></p><p><em>Afraid of the fire? What creature’s are afraid of fi.... ice creatures? Here, in the desert!?</em></p><p></p><p>Her confusion was interrupted as the two figures finally walked into the light. Both were clad in steel armor from head to foot, with nary a piece of flesh revealed. Long, violet cloaks hung from their backs as they clanked closer to the party. </p><p></p><p>“We work for your lord and master,” the one that hadn’t spoke yet intoned, his voice almost exactly the same as the other man’s. Siabrey and the party backed away from them, just as slowly as they advanced.</p><p></p><p>“Who is our lord and master then?” Siabrey said bluntly. <em>Tess is going to smack me for that!</em> she winced after it came out of her mouth.</p><p></p><p>“Countess Caladron!” the two said at the same time, and the light of magic sprung from their bodies as each flashed out two rapiers. With nary a word, they charged, both headed for Siabrey, the one closest to them. (Nimblewrights, but <em>cat’s grace</em> and <em>haste</em> thrown in for fun... yay!)</p><p></p><p>Despite her preparedness, the speed and ferocity of their assault caught Siabrey completely unawares, and all four of their blades found her, slashing her legs, her torso, her arms with devastation precision. She felt herself start to fall after a flurry of blows on her left leg, but somehow managed to remain standing. Her fury mounting, she swung her katana in a devastating series of moves that would have killed a normal man... only to watch in horror as the two creatures <em>dodged</em> all of her blows save one, their forms whirling through the air with an ease that would have made an air elemental proud!</p><p></p><p>The rest of the party launched assaults with gusto, only to discover the same problem... most of their attacks, even shots from point blank range from the master bowmen, were deftly dodged by the two creatures. To make matters worse, as Siabrey’s blow landed hard in the torso of the first creature, no blood or gore came flying out... only metal and gears.</p><p></p><p><em>Constructs?!</em> Tess’ mind cried in alarm, <em>Constructs that move this fast, this deadly!?[</em></p><p></p><p>Tess uttered a short prayer to Oldimarraand prayed her music might help. Her voice rose in the night, and to her joy, it seemed to affect the second creature attacking Siabrey. The creature didn’t fall, but his frame shook with the harmonics of her attack.</p><p></p><p>Lucius drew up, and launched a series of magic missiles at the creature directly to Siabrey’s front, which gouged out its torso, exposing more nuts, bolts and wires as it reeled under the blows. Grumki, tired of waiting by the sidelines, charged into the fray, barely missing with his warhammer. Nonetheless, the pair continued their ferocious assault. </p><p></p><p>The one directly in front of Siabrey lashed out at her again, and once again a flurry of blows nearly brought the fighter to her knees. The other creature lashed out at Grumki, almost dragging him to the ground. Tess, Grumki and Siabrey managed to connect on their blows, but no one else does.</p><p></p><p>Behind Siabrey, Lucius drew his sword and charged forward into the fray to try and pull her out. She didn’t realize he was there until his frame shoved her aside, and she caught a glimpse of his eyes... and her heart stopped.</p><p></p><p>They were ice blue, flaming with rage, and his skin was off color in the light of the fire... indeed, it was close to the light of the fire. Vile words spewed from his mouth as his blade narrowly missed the nimblewright in front of her, and managed to catch herself and push him back.</p><p></p><p><em>No Lucius! Don’t let them get to you!</em> her mind snarled, as she noticed the numerous gouges in the creature in front of her. He was clearly badly hurt, and she focused her energies again into her swings, with each hoping it would be the last. Siabrey’s first assault was a whirling attack, a spur of the moment move inspired by the strikes that had crippled her, and it wielded devastating results; the creatures head flew off its body, and in a fury, Siabrey proceeded to begin pounding, kicking and punching the remains on the ground.</p><p></p><p>The other creature continued its blind, whirling dervish assaults, striking Grumki yet again, and for the first time, Grumki lost his footing under the flurry of attacks and fell on his back. There was a collective gasp from the party as the creature whirled its two rapiers lazily in the air above Grumki’s neck, clearly intended for a <em>coup de grace</em>, when there was a flash of light, a small pop, and the creature’s head, then its frame, collapsed to the ground in a heap.</p><p></p><p>As the party looked up in amazement, they saw Elenya, jumping up and down rather happily, the last vestiges of a <em>magic missile</em> still on her fingertips.</p><p></p><p>“I actually <em>killed</em> something!” she cheered, as she helped Grumki to his feet.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1384512, member: 15043"] [b]Of a Creature Named Nimble, and the Wrightness of his Fall[/b] [i]Look at those two,[/i] Tess shook her head and smiled at Lucius and Siabrey laying on a nearby ridgetop. Against the darkness of the night, by the light of a thin moon Tess could make out every now and then one of their arms rising to point at a distant shining star. [i]Its so cute... I wish someone would do that with me,[/i] the quieter, sadder part of her chimed in. Off to the side, Shaun and Elenya were visible snuggling close to each other, one of them giggling at as a previously quiet game of tickling grew a little out of hand. She sighed as she laid down in her own cot; Quin, years ago, would have done such a thing, keeping her company at a time like this, making her laugh. True, he wasn’t gone forever, thanks to the Temple of Hieroneous, but nonetheless, the loneliness bit harder into her. [i]Be brave... its ok[/i] her mind comforted the raw wound in her soul that had slashed deep into her in Obash. [i]You aren’t alone.[/i] She gave a slight, shuddering sigh, and quietly but forcefully pushed Quin, and any complaints of being alone like this, out of her mind. [i]Focus Tess... what was it the great bard Renyauld sang? ‘Sleep is the food of the gods when it can be found... therefore thou shat eat and sup a true feast.’ You need your rest... rest...[/i] For the party, this night would prove the last restful one for some time to come, and all enjoyed the quiet stillness of the desert night, though many did not appreciate the chill that accompanied it; without much flora to moderate the heat, the desert was prone to wild swings... cool, crisp nights and blazing hot days. Some party members even took to gathering extra blankets to combat the cold. Siabrey awoke beside her own heater, as Lucius stirred, rolling over and bumping her shoulder in the process. Siabrey’s eyes fluttered open to see his face only inches from hers, a sleepy smile on his yet unwoken lips. She started to smile at the sleeping boy, only to have the smile die halfway out of her mouth, and suddenly change to a frown as she noticed two things with concern. One, Lucius was [i]hot[/i], and for once not just in the physically attractive sense. His skin was blazing to the touch... she felt if she had her arm under him too long, it might even burn. Second, his face, indeed all of his exposed skin along his arms and legs, looked rosy... red in some places... as if by a bad sunburn. But there was no sun at night.... “Luke, honey?” she pushed him softly, gently brining him into the world of those that are awake. His sleep filled eyes blinked twice, before a lazy smile spread across his lips. “G’morning,” his tired mouth slurred, as he leaned close for a kiss. His eyes opened a little wider after a few seconds when he realized he wasn’t getting one, and instead his ears got a question. “Hon? Are you alright?” Siabrey asked, very worried. [i]Is something going on with his blood again? I know he felt warm in Irulas as well...[/i] ”I’m... fine,” he said slowly after unpursing his expectant lips, his voice and face both confused. Siabrey saw his confusion, and ran a reassuring hand down the side of his face, kissing his lips lightly. “You looked a little red skinned this morning, I wanted to make sure you were fine,” she said soothingly even as her mind continued to worry. [i]Something is wrong with him... we need to hurry up! We need to get that sword, now![/i] The first full day of waiting for Kelir proved dull and boring. To her relief, Siabrey noticed less than an hour after rising Lucius’ reddened skin looked normal. Most of the party sought shelter in the shadow of the large ridge that they camped beside. Siabrey at times during the day stripped to her underclothes and walked out in the desert, feeling the sands shift beneath her feet, and feeling strangely at home... just as much as she did breathing the brisk salt of ocean air at the Sipner manor, or in Lucius’ arms. [i]I’ve only been here... a day in this spot? A week and a half in the desert? And it still feels like home...[/i] Part of her mind quietly mulled asking Lucius that once this mess was over, he consider moving his capital here, in the desert.... [i]So majestic, so quiet and peaceful...[/i] her mind laughed as a dry breeze swirled around her. Tess sat and worked on fine tuning several of the ballads she had been working on, with others intermittently at times tossing in their opinions. Pellaron notably attempted to sing with her at one point, but his voice sadly was closer to a screeching whale, and he quickly stopped with Tess’ gentle persuasion. Shaun and Elenya spent the day rough-housing like schoolchildren, or trying to outdo each other in small tricks; Shaun would balance his rapier on his hand, Elenya would try to balance Xanadu’s old quarterstaff on her palm, etc. Shaun later scared Elenya with a desert grasshopper, a stunt that earned numerous playful punches. As the heat of the day gave way to the coolness of the night, the party once again returned to their campground, and watches were set. Still worried about Lucius, Siabrey decided to take third watch with him... hoping she could talk to him, and tell him the true reason the party was out in the desert so far... It took several minutes before the previous people on watch, Shaun and Grumki, finally began their regular light snores. Siabrey tiptoed over to them, and deftly held her palm only inches from their heads. When she got no movement from them aside from the regular whisper of a sleeping person’s breath, she tiptoed back to Lucius... and noticed he had a rather roguish smirk on his face. “Hon, should I grab a blanket for us to...” he started to whisper, the light voice carrying a hint of hope for things to come. She shook her head no, and watched as his face fell slightly. [i]Not on watch, love,[/i] Siabrey thought mentally, despite part of her mind thinking how nice it would be to slip off into the desert night for a few minutes. While she was madly in love with Lucius, her bodyguard instincts had clear lines that would not be crossed... at least as long as there was no gigantic silver dragon around. [i]I have something thats unfortunately a little less pleasant... but it needs to be done. Ok, Siabrey... just tell him.[/i] “Lucius,” she said quietly, “I... need to talk to you about something.” She sat down beside him, and he noticed the seriousness in her face. “Not another bad talk, I hope?” he said resignedly, a thin smile of hope on his face. Siabrey’s heart relaxed at his wan humor, and she let a smile slip through. “No... not one of the relationship talks.” [i]Thank God,[/i] her mind chimed in. “I just want to tell you something about you... you know? Something you need to...” her voice, already quiet from the whisper, grew more and more faint as her eyes picked up something in the desert. “What?” Lucius said quietly, watching her eyes and seeing how they looked far off. When she suddenly rose, sword in hand, he was on his feet as well. “Should I awaken the party?” “Yes... now.” Siabrey said quietly, walking away from the light. She had caught at first just a momentary glimpse of two figures, a glimpse that revealed the thing shining of armor, and two humanoid shapes. ”Who are you?” Siabrey challenged as the two figures approached. As she watched, the drew nigh unto where the campfire’s light ended, and stopped. “We are friends,” one of them calls back, his voice sounding strangely nasal, and not quite right. Siabrey’s ears pick up that it was the one to the right that spoke. “What are your names?” she called, her peripheral vision showing that the rest of the party was donning armor. The two figures did not advance, instead standing where they were, motionless. “They call me Nimble,” the one who spoke earlier said. The other did not speak, and a soft desert wind blew their capes behind them ominously. “Come closer to the fire, so we can see you, Nimble,” she called again. There was no reponse. [i]They are definitely not friends, if they will not come closer to us,[/i] Siabrey thought, her hands finding their slashing positions on the grip of her swordhilt. “Please, or how can we trust you?” “We are afraid of the fire,” Nimble replied ominously, “but we will approach.” [i]Afraid of the fire? What creature’s are afraid of fi.... ice creatures? Here, in the desert!?[/i] Her confusion was interrupted as the two figures finally walked into the light. Both were clad in steel armor from head to foot, with nary a piece of flesh revealed. Long, violet cloaks hung from their backs as they clanked closer to the party. “We work for your lord and master,” the one that hadn’t spoke yet intoned, his voice almost exactly the same as the other man’s. Siabrey and the party backed away from them, just as slowly as they advanced. “Who is our lord and master then?” Siabrey said bluntly. [i]Tess is going to smack me for that![/i] she winced after it came out of her mouth. “Countess Caladron!” the two said at the same time, and the light of magic sprung from their bodies as each flashed out two rapiers. With nary a word, they charged, both headed for Siabrey, the one closest to them. (Nimblewrights, but [i]cat’s grace[/i] and [i]haste[/i] thrown in for fun... yay!) Despite her preparedness, the speed and ferocity of their assault caught Siabrey completely unawares, and all four of their blades found her, slashing her legs, her torso, her arms with devastation precision. She felt herself start to fall after a flurry of blows on her left leg, but somehow managed to remain standing. Her fury mounting, she swung her katana in a devastating series of moves that would have killed a normal man... only to watch in horror as the two creatures [i]dodged[/i] all of her blows save one, their forms whirling through the air with an ease that would have made an air elemental proud! The rest of the party launched assaults with gusto, only to discover the same problem... most of their attacks, even shots from point blank range from the master bowmen, were deftly dodged by the two creatures. To make matters worse, as Siabrey’s blow landed hard in the torso of the first creature, no blood or gore came flying out... only metal and gears. [i]Constructs?![/i] Tess’ mind cried in alarm, [i]Constructs that move this fast, this deadly!?[[/i] Tess uttered a short prayer to Oldimarraand prayed her music might help. Her voice rose in the night, and to her joy, it seemed to affect the second creature attacking Siabrey. The creature didn’t fall, but his frame shook with the harmonics of her attack. Lucius drew up, and launched a series of magic missiles at the creature directly to Siabrey’s front, which gouged out its torso, exposing more nuts, bolts and wires as it reeled under the blows. Grumki, tired of waiting by the sidelines, charged into the fray, barely missing with his warhammer. Nonetheless, the pair continued their ferocious assault. The one directly in front of Siabrey lashed out at her again, and once again a flurry of blows nearly brought the fighter to her knees. The other creature lashed out at Grumki, almost dragging him to the ground. Tess, Grumki and Siabrey managed to connect on their blows, but no one else does. Behind Siabrey, Lucius drew his sword and charged forward into the fray to try and pull her out. She didn’t realize he was there until his frame shoved her aside, and she caught a glimpse of his eyes... and her heart stopped. They were ice blue, flaming with rage, and his skin was off color in the light of the fire... indeed, it was close to the light of the fire. Vile words spewed from his mouth as his blade narrowly missed the nimblewright in front of her, and managed to catch herself and push him back. [i]No Lucius! Don’t let them get to you![/i] her mind snarled, as she noticed the numerous gouges in the creature in front of her. He was clearly badly hurt, and she focused her energies again into her swings, with each hoping it would be the last. Siabrey’s first assault was a whirling attack, a spur of the moment move inspired by the strikes that had crippled her, and it wielded devastating results; the creatures head flew off its body, and in a fury, Siabrey proceeded to begin pounding, kicking and punching the remains on the ground. The other creature continued its blind, whirling dervish assaults, striking Grumki yet again, and for the first time, Grumki lost his footing under the flurry of attacks and fell on his back. There was a collective gasp from the party as the creature whirled its two rapiers lazily in the air above Grumki’s neck, clearly intended for a [i]coup de grace[/i], when there was a flash of light, a small pop, and the creature’s head, then its frame, collapsed to the ground in a heap. As the party looked up in amazement, they saw Elenya, jumping up and down rather happily, the last vestiges of a [i]magic missile[/i] still on her fingertips. “I actually [i]killed[/i] something!” she cheered, as she helped Grumki to his feet. [/QUOTE]
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