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Lodric: Fallax tears through the rubble and into the woods, only to be thrown back by the thrashing limbs. Screaming in frustration, tearing at the ground, Fallax becomes hysterical. Stopping suddenly, the dead old man realizes he is not alone. He turns slowly to see Lodric standing there...

Wait, I thought the Sundering made dreams impossible! ;) Yes, this is the climax of the first chapter. :]

Herger and Mardo scan the ground for Fell. Nearby, an undead Ibor moans as he slowly tries to stand. Herger strides over, his axe raised. The steel of the axe sings as it descends with incredible force, splattering gore across the ground. Ibor's body twitches once and lies still forever...

Mardo's skin crawls as the bodies on the rubble-strewn ground begin to stir. Standing over the Caransil archer, Mardo grits his teeth at the job he must do. Squatting down, the Gnome slices, hacks, and saws as quickly as he can at the Elf's neck, removing the head of the once beautiful...

Thrown into battle, the garishly dressed Mardo can only wonder at the circumstances that have drawn him from the crystal river waters to this dark place. Drawing a deep breath, knees shaking, the Gnome glides through the shadows and rubble up behind the Elf locked in battle with Herger. With a...

Oh no! :( "If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end, as to be worthy of remembrance!" - King Theoden

Starhl's battle with the Erunsil wages across the stony, blood-soaked ground: Starhl's mighty thews versus the speed of the Erunsil. Starhl's heavy blade sings through the screaming wind, striking the Erunsil, the She-Elf screaming in pain. She lunges, her knees buckling, burying both blades...

Ha Ha! Next class period, the math of 3E...

OOC: Herger missed his save and takes full damage. :uhoh: As the flames clear, Ibor staggers next to Herger, in shock at being caught in Cerendil's spell. Realization dawns on the poor human. These Elves care nothing for him, only for their own agenda. He raises his sword, only to have...

The Erunsil twists and moves wildly with Starhl and the Wolf so near. Loosing his arrow, Valurel curses as the Snow Elf twists with some innate luck and his arrow shatters on the stony ground. OOC: Valurel misses with his bow. Starhl’s sword swings with incredible force as it impacts the...

I understand. I'm swamped here as well.

Ack! I just can't control my minions - they just keep killing each other! :D Thanks for catching that Thornir. Edit made.

With heated rapidity, the battle is joined by both sides with arcane spells and cold steel. Pausing to focus himself, Lodric envisions his attack slamming into a opponent. Unrelenting. Unstoppable. OOC: Lodric casts true strike this round. Any doubts that Valurel would attack a kinswoman are...

Awww. I was going to post tonight...I think I still will. Bobitron, give me two actions, one for the current round and one for the next. I will let you go last this round and before Ibor's group in the next round.

Lodric, Valurel, Mardo, and the Wolf. OOC: Only one Elf still has a bow. They are thirty feet away. Ibor scoffs as Mardo dives behind a stone and disappears amongst the dark foliage. Fallax however, is not so confident as he scans the woods behind Lodric and Valurel. Where is that...

Sigh. Post coming tomorrow, even if it kills me. Or gets me fired. :)

Lodric, Valurel, Mardo, and the Wolf. A massive limb sweeps through the group, leaves and branches scraping. Lodric and Valurel are almost caught off guard in the darkness, but both roll low to the ground, the heavy limb passing above. Mardo, his small size a boon in the flailing branches...

Toric, Bobitron No problems. I should apologize also for not posting more frequently. Work has been killing me. And it does not appear to be letting up any time soon. I'll work to get up 2 posts a week. :)

Lodric, Valurel, Mardo, and the Wolf. Creeping toward the green light, the Heroes can only wonder what the future holds. Around them, a terrible wind blows, twisting limbs and cracking trunks. The Heroes and the Orc are scraped raw by the leaves and whipping tree limbs. Crouching low to...

Herger, Starhl, Kaela, Ladriel, and Cyz. Elrith begins to writhe in pain. His eyes widen with fear as his own doom dawns upon him. Arghhh. I hurt...the pain won't... His belly distends again as he grimaces in pain. Licking his cracked lips, he looks feebly at Kaela. The old man...hit her...