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<blockquote data-quote="ragboy" data-source="post: 3046234" data-attributes="member: 4151"><p>"This is it," Picea said, eagerly from the covered walkway across from a small dilapidated house. "Can I have..."</p><p></p><p>"No," Verloot said. "Get back and stay quiet." </p><p></p><p>Kath looked to her two companions. "Book: We're going to need anything you have to immobilize him. Verloot: We are not to kill him." </p><p></p><p>"I have just the thing," Book said, pulling a wand from the case attached to his forearm, his thin frame creaking. </p><p></p><p>"Well, there's always the direct route," Verloot said, stretching his sword arm and doing a few deep knee bends. "You. Is there anyone else in there with him?"</p><p></p><p>The dryad, quickly losing the effects of the burnroot, seemed unresponsive until the gnome gave her a kick.</p><p></p><p>"No....no," she said. "Can I..."</p><p></p><p>"No," Kath said quietly. </p><p></p><p>Suddenly a muffled crash echoed from the house they were surveying followed by a man's yell. </p><p></p><p>"Dammit," Verloot said, dragging his longsword out. "Did you contact him in some way? Send him some arcane message?"</p><p></p><p>"No," the dryad said, backing away fearfully. </p><p></p><p>Another crash and several bright flashes erupted from the house. </p><p></p><p>"We have to go now!" Kath yelled, leaping across the plank road toward the building's front door. </p><p></p><p>She slammed into the doorjamb with Verloot close behind. Book moved in a crouch, his wand held at the ready. </p><p></p><p>"Be ready to cover the room with that thing," Kath said. Already her blood pumped unnaturally and a growl settled into her words, unbidden. She looked at the gnome and nodded. </p><p></p><p>He immediately stepped to the door and planted a heavy kick on the latch. The door sprung open to a scene of chaos, and the stench of squalor roiled out of the place. </p><p></p><p>Three figures, all in matching, close-fitted white leather armor moved across a cluttered and darkened room toward a bedraggled half-elven man who cowered in the corner. Verloot bellowed as he charged forward with his longsword raised, followed closely by Kath. The Beast shifted her and she let out a full throated roar. Two of the figures turned, and even in Kath's raging mind, she could see that they were twins, a man and woman. Both had flowing white-blonde hair and incandescent blue eyes. </p><p></p><p>The man blocked Verloot's longsword on the metal haft of his spear and kicked the gnome away effortlessly. Verloot smashed into the wall, one hand going through the window, and he fell to the floor with a grunt. The woman smiled as Kath charged. She ducked the shifter's jabbing rapier blade and dodging to the side. Fire raked Kath’s side, and as she rounded, she saw that the woman swung a chain dotted with ragged blades.</p><p></p><p>"What's this, Desee?" the man taunted. "A pretty kitten for you play with?"</p><p></p><p>"She has a pretty voice, brother," Desee said, then gestured to the door. "There's a toy soldier for you, Jasee." </p><p></p><p>Kath stole a glance over her shoulder. The third assassin brandished twin curved short swords moving lithely toward its victim, Thiel. She could not determine if the third assailant was a man or woman. Though it had broad shoulders, it moved with a woman's gait and grace. </p><p></p><p>The shifter feinted with her rapier, causing Desee's chain to swing wide then charged forward with a growl. Her clawed hand locked on the woman's throat, though Kath felt the rake of the blades across her back. With a grunt, she punched Desee, sending the white-clad assassin sprawling and tangled in her own chain. The shifter felt the heat of Book's first blast from the wand and dove toward Verloot and cover. </p><p></p><p>Peeking back over a smoldering couch, she noticed that the androgynous assassin was gone and Jasee was huddled, screaming as the magical fire blackened his fine leathers. Book was also strangely absent. </p><p></p><p>The small iron ball on Desee's chain smashed into Kath's shoulder and she spun, unconsciously catching the chain in her clawed grasp. The assassin smiled as she jerked the weapon, savaging Kath's hand on the blades. The shifter recoiled, yelping, never seeing the chain come around again. It connected with Kath’s neck and wrapped solidly around several revolutions. </p><p></p><p>Pain shot through the shifter; hundreds of tiny blades dug into her neck, and panic rose at the thought of her breath bottled inside her with no escape. With her good hand, Kath fumbled at her belt. Desee flashed a wide smile at the shifter, and cocked an eyebrow as she caught Kath’s movement. The assassin imperceptibly tightened the chain, and Kath's arms flew out, hands wide to show she had no weapons. </p><p></p><p>"Let...me...go," Kath wheezed, lightheaded. "My...fight...is...not..."</p><p></p><p>"I don't care, little tigress," Desee said. "Your tin soldier hurt my brother. Now I'm going to hurt...urk!" </p><p></p><p>"Shut up," Verloot growled, wrenching the blade that now protruded through the assassin's chest. </p><p></p><p>Bright blood gushed from the assassin’s mouth, and she tensed, fingers grasping for the end of the blade. </p><p></p><p>"The...chain," Kath said, reaching for then visibly repelling her hands from the jagged metal at her throat. </p><p></p><p>"I know, I know," Verloot said, ripping his sword from Desee's lifeless body and kicking her corpse away. </p><p></p><p>He staggered over to Kath and gently unwound the chain from her throat. She coughed fitfully and collapsed in a pool of her own blood. </p><p></p><p>"Drink this," Verloot said, shoving the neck of a glass bulb between her teeth. </p><p></p><p>Kath swallowed, choked and came up gasping. </p><p></p><p>"Where's Thiel?" she said, shaking her mane of hair. </p><p></p><p>"Him and his little dryad are fixing," Verloot said. "We've only managed to secure one of these...changelings." </p><p></p><p>"Changelings?" Kath stood shakily, looking down at Desee's corpse. "Oh." </p><p></p><p>"The androgynous aspect went through the window," Book said. Kath noticed black liquid leaking from the warforged's chest. "I couldn't catch him."</p><p></p><p>"I thought you had something to immobilize our quarry, not set him on fire," Kath said grumpily as she rose. </p><p></p><p>"Fire stops a man faster, and surer, than other magicks," Book said, pushing a toe at the dead changeling. "If he is burning, he has no other thought but to stop." </p><p></p><p>"An admirable philosophy, I'm sure, but we have other business," Verloot said, nodding toward Thiel and Picea huddled in the corner. </p><p></p><p>"Wait," Kath said. A gleaming badge in the folds of Desee's armor caught her eye. </p><p></p><p>She pulled the badge loose and held it up to the moonlight streaming through the window. </p><p></p><p>"Traveler's shrakin' sandals," she breathed. </p><p></p><p>"What is it?" Verloot said peering up at her hand. </p><p></p><p>"The Cabinet."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ragboy, post: 3046234, member: 4151"] "This is it," Picea said, eagerly from the covered walkway across from a small dilapidated house. "Can I have..." "No," Verloot said. "Get back and stay quiet." Kath looked to her two companions. "Book: We're going to need anything you have to immobilize him. Verloot: We are not to kill him." "I have just the thing," Book said, pulling a wand from the case attached to his forearm, his thin frame creaking. "Well, there's always the direct route," Verloot said, stretching his sword arm and doing a few deep knee bends. "You. Is there anyone else in there with him?" The dryad, quickly losing the effects of the burnroot, seemed unresponsive until the gnome gave her a kick. "No....no," she said. "Can I..." "No," Kath said quietly. Suddenly a muffled crash echoed from the house they were surveying followed by a man's yell. "Dammit," Verloot said, dragging his longsword out. "Did you contact him in some way? Send him some arcane message?" "No," the dryad said, backing away fearfully. Another crash and several bright flashes erupted from the house. "We have to go now!" Kath yelled, leaping across the plank road toward the building's front door. She slammed into the doorjamb with Verloot close behind. Book moved in a crouch, his wand held at the ready. "Be ready to cover the room with that thing," Kath said. Already her blood pumped unnaturally and a growl settled into her words, unbidden. She looked at the gnome and nodded. He immediately stepped to the door and planted a heavy kick on the latch. The door sprung open to a scene of chaos, and the stench of squalor roiled out of the place. Three figures, all in matching, close-fitted white leather armor moved across a cluttered and darkened room toward a bedraggled half-elven man who cowered in the corner. Verloot bellowed as he charged forward with his longsword raised, followed closely by Kath. The Beast shifted her and she let out a full throated roar. Two of the figures turned, and even in Kath's raging mind, she could see that they were twins, a man and woman. Both had flowing white-blonde hair and incandescent blue eyes. The man blocked Verloot's longsword on the metal haft of his spear and kicked the gnome away effortlessly. Verloot smashed into the wall, one hand going through the window, and he fell to the floor with a grunt. The woman smiled as Kath charged. She ducked the shifter's jabbing rapier blade and dodging to the side. Fire raked Kath’s side, and as she rounded, she saw that the woman swung a chain dotted with ragged blades. "What's this, Desee?" the man taunted. "A pretty kitten for you play with?" "She has a pretty voice, brother," Desee said, then gestured to the door. "There's a toy soldier for you, Jasee." Kath stole a glance over her shoulder. The third assassin brandished twin curved short swords moving lithely toward its victim, Thiel. She could not determine if the third assailant was a man or woman. Though it had broad shoulders, it moved with a woman's gait and grace. The shifter feinted with her rapier, causing Desee's chain to swing wide then charged forward with a growl. Her clawed hand locked on the woman's throat, though Kath felt the rake of the blades across her back. With a grunt, she punched Desee, sending the white-clad assassin sprawling and tangled in her own chain. The shifter felt the heat of Book's first blast from the wand and dove toward Verloot and cover. Peeking back over a smoldering couch, she noticed that the androgynous assassin was gone and Jasee was huddled, screaming as the magical fire blackened his fine leathers. Book was also strangely absent. The small iron ball on Desee's chain smashed into Kath's shoulder and she spun, unconsciously catching the chain in her clawed grasp. The assassin smiled as she jerked the weapon, savaging Kath's hand on the blades. The shifter recoiled, yelping, never seeing the chain come around again. It connected with Kath’s neck and wrapped solidly around several revolutions. Pain shot through the shifter; hundreds of tiny blades dug into her neck, and panic rose at the thought of her breath bottled inside her with no escape. With her good hand, Kath fumbled at her belt. Desee flashed a wide smile at the shifter, and cocked an eyebrow as she caught Kath’s movement. The assassin imperceptibly tightened the chain, and Kath's arms flew out, hands wide to show she had no weapons. "Let...me...go," Kath wheezed, lightheaded. "My...fight...is...not..." "I don't care, little tigress," Desee said. "Your tin soldier hurt my brother. Now I'm going to hurt...urk!" "Shut up," Verloot growled, wrenching the blade that now protruded through the assassin's chest. Bright blood gushed from the assassin’s mouth, and she tensed, fingers grasping for the end of the blade. "The...chain," Kath said, reaching for then visibly repelling her hands from the jagged metal at her throat. "I know, I know," Verloot said, ripping his sword from Desee's lifeless body and kicking her corpse away. He staggered over to Kath and gently unwound the chain from her throat. She coughed fitfully and collapsed in a pool of her own blood. "Drink this," Verloot said, shoving the neck of a glass bulb between her teeth. Kath swallowed, choked and came up gasping. "Where's Thiel?" she said, shaking her mane of hair. "Him and his little dryad are fixing," Verloot said. "We've only managed to secure one of these...changelings." "Changelings?" Kath stood shakily, looking down at Desee's corpse. "Oh." "The androgynous aspect went through the window," Book said. Kath noticed black liquid leaking from the warforged's chest. "I couldn't catch him." "I thought you had something to immobilize our quarry, not set him on fire," Kath said grumpily as she rose. "Fire stops a man faster, and surer, than other magicks," Book said, pushing a toe at the dead changeling. "If he is burning, he has no other thought but to stop." "An admirable philosophy, I'm sure, but we have other business," Verloot said, nodding toward Thiel and Picea huddled in the corner. "Wait," Kath said. A gleaming badge in the folds of Desee's armor caught her eye. She pulled the badge loose and held it up to the moonlight streaming through the window. "Traveler's shrakin' sandals," she breathed. "What is it?" Verloot said peering up at her hand. "The Cabinet." [/QUOTE]
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