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<blockquote data-quote="steeldragons" data-source="post: 6051029" data-attributes="member: 92511"><p>The bastard sword called Kandu veritably sang in Braddok's hand as it cleaved and sliced, chopped and cut its way through the ranks of the undead. The blue glow from the sapphires in its hilt ensconced the blade in a flame-like light. More than once, Braddok felt like he was not even the one directing the blade, just his arm being pulled along behind it.</p><p></p><p>It didn't much matter to the simple fighting man, a destroyed zombie was a destroyed zombie, whether it was his hand or the sword itself mattered rather little. But the ringing in Braddok's brain of the sword's utter glee and exuberance, hoops and hollers, battle cries in some ancient tongue or actual guffaws at returning to its forged purpose after so long neglected was starting to annoy him.</p><p></p><p>The sword easily dispatched a bugbear skeleton before Braddok felt a chilling rake in his side where a trio of ghouls lunged forward for a fresh meal.</p><p></p><p>The blue light that surrounded the blade flared slightly and the paralytic cold of the foul creature seemed to course through the fighter's body, away from the wound, focus up to his sword arm and down its length, out his palm into the handle of the sword, fully leaving his body.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, thanks!" Braddok said with some mild surprise before decapitating the first ghoul.</p><p></p><p>"Kandu's promise...no effect of the Unholy will again effect your body or soul so long as my jeweled scabbard is upon you." said the sword's voice into Braddok's mind.</p><p></p><p>"Well, whatever it is, unh!" Braddok paused to hack the arm off of one of the other ghouls, "it's appreciated." </p><p></p><p>The sudden scent of honey and pine trees assaulted the warrior's nose and he knew that somewhere nearby Haelan was again invoking his goddess's might to hinder the various undead swirling around them. How many more times could the poor little halfling manage such a dramatic feat, Braddok found himself wondering.</p><p></p><p>His gaze lifted for a moment in the fighting, after slaying the third ghoul, to take in his surroundings and find Alaria.</p><p></p><p>A large swathe of the Shi'Aiiniri was coated in an almost day-bright light, (one of Haelan's first invocations when the battle was joined) helping to keep some of the undead shadows away from the elvin infantry, as well as hindering the living goblin troops. Braddok had a moment of relief to notice that the number of undead about the field seemed greatly reduced and un-zombified goblins and hobgoblins were beginning to move in. </p><p></p><p>It would be a great help for the real morning to come, but Braddok knew that was still hours away. Kandu, essential yanked his arm up to stab through a zombie-bear that came shambling up on his left. With a simple yank and jerk, the unfortunate creature was sliced in twain.</p><p></p><p>But where was Alaria?!</p><p></p><p>A streak of lightning followed by a low rumble of thunder. Looked at least 50' away from somewhere near the elvin captain atop the stag. She was too far. He needed to get closer.</p><p></p><p>The elf raised his slender curved sword and shouted a command Braddok did not understand. Lowering his sword toward the enemy a veritable rainbow of colored shards and bolts of energy sailed up and over the closest foes to land in the living ranks now entering the fray. Braddok smirked to himself, believing a few violet-blue bolts he saw were Alaria's own.</p><p></p><p>He blocked an attack from the swiping claws of a skeletal puma on his shield before dispatching it and charged in the direction of the magess, striking at anything that wasn't an elf as he went.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="steeldragons, post: 6051029, member: 92511"] The bastard sword called Kandu veritably sang in Braddok's hand as it cleaved and sliced, chopped and cut its way through the ranks of the undead. The blue glow from the sapphires in its hilt ensconced the blade in a flame-like light. More than once, Braddok felt like he was not even the one directing the blade, just his arm being pulled along behind it. It didn't much matter to the simple fighting man, a destroyed zombie was a destroyed zombie, whether it was his hand or the sword itself mattered rather little. But the ringing in Braddok's brain of the sword's utter glee and exuberance, hoops and hollers, battle cries in some ancient tongue or actual guffaws at returning to its forged purpose after so long neglected was starting to annoy him. The sword easily dispatched a bugbear skeleton before Braddok felt a chilling rake in his side where a trio of ghouls lunged forward for a fresh meal. The blue light that surrounded the blade flared slightly and the paralytic cold of the foul creature seemed to course through the fighter's body, away from the wound, focus up to his sword arm and down its length, out his palm into the handle of the sword, fully leaving his body. "Hey, thanks!" Braddok said with some mild surprise before decapitating the first ghoul. "Kandu's promise...no effect of the Unholy will again effect your body or soul so long as my jeweled scabbard is upon you." said the sword's voice into Braddok's mind. "Well, whatever it is, unh!" Braddok paused to hack the arm off of one of the other ghouls, "it's appreciated." The sudden scent of honey and pine trees assaulted the warrior's nose and he knew that somewhere nearby Haelan was again invoking his goddess's might to hinder the various undead swirling around them. How many more times could the poor little halfling manage such a dramatic feat, Braddok found himself wondering. His gaze lifted for a moment in the fighting, after slaying the third ghoul, to take in his surroundings and find Alaria. A large swathe of the Shi'Aiiniri was coated in an almost day-bright light, (one of Haelan's first invocations when the battle was joined) helping to keep some of the undead shadows away from the elvin infantry, as well as hindering the living goblin troops. Braddok had a moment of relief to notice that the number of undead about the field seemed greatly reduced and un-zombified goblins and hobgoblins were beginning to move in. It would be a great help for the real morning to come, but Braddok knew that was still hours away. Kandu, essential yanked his arm up to stab through a zombie-bear that came shambling up on his left. With a simple yank and jerk, the unfortunate creature was sliced in twain. But where was Alaria?! A streak of lightning followed by a low rumble of thunder. Looked at least 50' away from somewhere near the elvin captain atop the stag. She was too far. He needed to get closer. The elf raised his slender curved sword and shouted a command Braddok did not understand. Lowering his sword toward the enemy a veritable rainbow of colored shards and bolts of energy sailed up and over the closest foes to land in the living ranks now entering the fray. Braddok smirked to himself, believing a few violet-blue bolts he saw were Alaria's own. He blocked an attack from the swiping claws of a skeletal puma on his shield before dispatching it and charged in the direction of the magess, striking at anything that wasn't an elf as he went. [/QUOTE]
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