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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Spider_Jerusalem" data-source="post: 2502364" data-attributes="member: 5507">On the far side of the gate, Torious could see the hunched form of Milo. The halfling was crouched over a dead guard. Probably checking for money. Dammnit Milo, we need you right now. Torious felt the flesh knit together in his side as Tyr blessed him another wave of strength. As his muscles flaring with the might of Tyr, Torious didn’t feel the first crossbow bolt puncture through his waist. He felt the second and third. More crossbowmen had appeared on the far side of the wall. Torious could only make out three through the fog of the explosion. There are always more. One was advancing on Milo, the others were firing into the throng of Torious’s melee. The Aasimar snapped the bolts from his waist with a grunt and moved to intercept the first guard. - - - - - - - - - -Thalin spat ice from his mouth and tasted hot blood. His skin was alive with an unbearable tearing. Through the haze of the rubble-strewn courtyard, the border-mage stalked forwards. Thalin’s hands clutched the cobblestones. Trying to push himself to his feet, Thalin collapsed back as his legs buckled and pain tore through him. The border-mage looked down with a satisfied smirk. He outstretched a hand and began to summon a last attack, “I told you. You never stood a chance you fool!” gloated the border-mage, “ Robar wanted to kill you himself, but it looks like I’ll have the pleasure”.Thalin lolled his head to the side and coughed a laugh. The mage only had time to glance up as Dariel dove through the fog with a predatory shriek, and plunged his talons into the mage’s face. With a gasped incantation, Thalin cast his final attack through his familiar. With a violent hiss, the border-mages’ head shattered into a fine mist of blood and ice.The decapitated mage stood erect for a moment, his body trembling before collapsing in a heap. Dariel was lost momentarily in the fog, then came swooping back. He skittered to land next to Thalin, his feathers burnt and ugly. A pained squawk escaped his beak. Thalin pulled his familiar close, his fingers teasing at the crusted feathers. As one, Dariel and Thalin slipped into unconsciousness. - - - - - - - - - -Torious vaulted another body and cleaved Freedom’s Edge through the backtracking crossbowman. His voice lost in a continuous whispered prayer, Torious toppled two more guards with cold precision. His scarlight cast brilliant shadows across the border-fort, then died in an instant. Milo was crouched at Torious’s feet, his back to the aasimar.“Milo! What are you doing?!?” cried Torious as he miraculously deflected a crossbow bolt with the hilt of Freedom’s Edge.Milo did not answer. Torious saw then that Milo’s arms were coated crimson up to the elbow. The halfling bent forwards again and Torious felt his stomach lurch as he watched Milo immerse his head into the hollowed chest space of a guard. “MILO! By the gods!” roared Torious.The halfling slowly moved his head to look at Torious. His pupils were pinpricks in pools of white. His head was slick with blood. Torious felt two more bolts scatter off of his backplate.Torious saw Milo’s hand clutched Vampire. The hilt was a vicious web of teeth, and the blade was bulging and misshapen. Milo looked up with no recognition and Torious knew he was lost.</blockquote>

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