Destiny's Tears-Prologue: A Jewel in the Shadow Part I

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Molpe:
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*As Molpe sings a tearful threnody, a thin ray of darkness shoots forth from her ruby lips and strikes the lizard creature, causing it to sag, its vigor drained by the song's power.*

*Seizing the opportunity, Wei-Han punches the creature in the temple for 5 damage, knocking it unconscious. Unable to use his second attack, the Martial Artist heads back to Molpe's side and glances towards the laughing girl.*

"She wirr be abre to attack again soon, I imagine?"

*Before Molpe could answer, the girl stopped laughing. She would be able to act again soon, but at least Molpe had time for one last song or attack before then.*

[OOC: RoE Attack Roll 14 + 4 = 18. Hit! -5 penalty to Strength, not that this will stop it from spellcasting.
Wei-Han attack roll 17 + 7 = 24. Hit for 5 damage. The lizard is knocked out!
Violet's laughter ends, but not until her turn does]
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[SBLOCK]“Yeah real soon,” Molpe relied unnecessarily as she took a second to turn her damage face from Wei-Han’s view, “Hold her down!”

* Stepping forward to the girls side Molpe pulls out her hidden danger and beings to sing the same tearful melody as last time.

OOC: Pulling the dagger as part of a movement action, moving up next to her (so if she gets up from a prone position she gives up an AoO, and cast Ray of enfeeblement +4 to attack (maybe bonuses from her being prone)

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[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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*Molpe's aim is poor, and even though she is striking from directly adjacent to the violet-haired girl, Molpe's prone assailant manages to roll out of the way of the strike.*

*Obligingly to Molpe's wishes, Wei-Han grabs the prone girl and attempts to hold her down, but she manages to wriggle free from the Martial Artist's grip.*

*Looking back and forth between the two who are double-teaming her, the violet-haired girl knows that she can't risk being caught next round. Her face contorts in sorrow as she shouts to the unconscious lizard-monster*

"Lyvyrsh, Ji Valys Anyrlz!"

*Then she snarls at Molpe and spits out.*

"You win this time, you disgusting bitch. But don't think this is over. I'll be back! You can't keep what I desire from me! No one can!"

*Then she steps back, glowing green for a moment, and vanishes.*

[OOC: RoE Attack 3 + 4 + 4 = 11. Miss.
Wei-Han Grapple Touch Attack 18 + 9 = 27. Hits.
Opposed Grapple: Wei-Han 2 + 2 = 4, Violet 15 + 1 = 16. Failed.]
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]* As Molpe pushes her voluptuous self back into her dress she looks down cast at her perceived failure and deep in thought as she tries to make sense of the girls words. Keeping her back turned towards Wei-Han she speaks. *

“I wish I had an idea of who she was, what she suspects I have, and while she keeps calling me that name. Wei-Hon? Would you check on the lizard creature? Maybe we can gain some sort of information from it.”

* She didn’t really believe her own words regarding the lizard but she hoped it would give her enough time to pull out a small wooden wand and heal her damaged face before Wei-Han saw it and blamed himself, or worse yet, would no longer considered her worthy of his long winded flattery. *
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[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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*Wei-Han senses Molpe's ulterior motive, and he tries to comfort her.*

"Thele is no shame in bearing the scars of battle," Wei-Han says, as he gently reaches up to stroke the blackened and burned remnants of the left side of her once-beautiful face, wincing as he clearly lied to preserve Molpe's honour, "The wound does nothing to mal your radiance. You are stirr beautiful, even now; it is the beauty inside of you that I wirr arways see, no matter what you rook rike on the outside."

*Then he obediently moves over to the lizard, and puts a finger to the side of its neck.*

*Meanwhile, Molpe quickly waves the wand across her face. Once. Twice. Three times. And finally all the pain was gone, and she could feel the glow of her beauty surging forth once more*

"She's not dead, onry unconscious, as I tlied to stlike onry to subdue. But it won't be safe to wait hele for her to awaken. Hele, I'll tie her up. You head out of the arrey the way we were going in case Arire, the reader of the Rosethornes--I think that's who she was--decides to come back for us. We need to get out of hele to the Festive Ward, whele the guard patlols should keep us safe."

[OOC: Healing 3+1, 2+1, 3+1 = 11. Full HP, and wand down to 47 charges.]
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]* Molpe tried to smile as Wei-Han consoled her, she would have rather him not have seen her hideously scared like this but now that he had and he had only offered her kindness and comfort she could feel a deep liking for him developing. She had little doubt he would be a good protector and felt that he would be a wise friend. *

Realizing that Wei-Han was back to worrying about her Molpe shook her deep thoughts aside as she turned and smiled at him, “That makes sense but I’m not going to leave without my protector,” she looked around at what she considered to be a twisted world of nightmares and depression but she continues as she tries to keep the embarrassment from showing on her refined features, “besides this place is frightening in itself and I had my eyes closed for more than part of it.”

* Her mind set, Molpe moved to Wei-Han’s side and beings to heal his own wounds as he goes about the task of tying up the lizard creature. *[/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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*Wei-Han's eyes widen when he sees that Molpe's face is back to being perfect.*

"Your beauty has proven itself more potent than the power of Arire's ferr magic!" Wei-Han exclaims. "Or pelhaps it was the srender oak blanch that you purred out." he adds more realistically.

*When Molpe refuses to leave, he frowns slightly, seemingly upset from the dishonour that she was going to keep herself in danger for his sake, but he quickly smiles again.*

"Wolly not, most honourable and radiant Molpe, I will guide you out of here, that I will."

*As Molpe strokes his wounds gently twice with her oak wand, which had been gifted to her by a hamadryad friend from her favourite tree, he nods as if to indicate that now he was satisfied as to how her wounds had earlier vanished, and he ties up the lizard-thing.*

*Reaching out to tentatively take Molpe's hand again, Wei-Han leads her through several alleyways until the two reemerge on the dirty, pockmarked streets, with a silvery gate straight ahead.*

"Thele's the gate to the Festive Ward, that it is. Now that we are safe, I want you to go thele and wait among the clowd, where they will certainry never stlike at you, while I search for the applopliate autholities to tell them that we have tied up a Rosethrone bandit back thele, which could take a rittle while, consideling how sparse the patlols are hele. I would terr the Festive Ward guards, but they do not have the autholity to act hele without a wallant, and waiting for that would take rong enough for Arire to come free her, and we can't lisk another attack like that on you. Prease, be safe and wait for me? I swear I will return to you by my Unicorn Clan ancestors."

[OOC: Heal 8+1 8+1, double maximum! Full HP for Wei-Han]
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[sblock]* As Wei-Han once again grew cautious around her, Molpe gave a soothing smile as she willing placed her hand in his. She couldn’t help but wonder why he because she carefully cautious around her, and though she was happy to have a distraction she realized it wasn’t the time nor the place to talk about it. *

* As they reached the Festive Ward, leaving the dark confines of the Laborers’ Ward behind, Molpe quickly became more liker her normal self. She might have someone trying to kill her but, for now, the city was far was more interesting as she was still trying to grasp its uniqueness. *

Molpe smiled, and nodded in understanding, at Wei-Han’s concern, “Yes, yes I will wait for you right here,” she paused long enough to slyly sneak in and give Wei-Han a chaste kiss on the cheek, “and thanks, Wei-Hon, I don’t know what I would have done without you.”[/sblock]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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*Wei-Han blushes shyly at Molpe's kiss and her praise.*

"You give me fal too much plaise and yourserf too rittre. I would be dead right now were it not fol youl quick-thinking Raughter song." he says, conveniently failing to mention the fact that without her, he wouldn't have been in a fight in the first place.

"Spil-u-rits wirring, I wirr return with the speed of the Four Winds."

*And he heads off to notify the guards, leaving Molpe alone in the Festive Ward*
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

[SBLOCK]* Molpe smiles and waves at him as she watches him walks off but soon he had gone around the bend and she was alone and left to her providing her own entertainment. Usually it wasn’t an issue for a naiad to entertain herself, but this was a city and not a body of water and Molpe looked around at the various building for a bit but this proved to be boring so she turned to the people. *

* not much for standing Molpe looked for a place to sit down, preferable someplace that would dirty her dress, and with a triumphant grin, she remembered the new musical instrument that she had discovered on her journey, and she quickly pulled out the lyre. *

* Plucking the strings experimentally while softly signing the various musical notes of the key, all in the effort to help tune the lyre and to train her hands to pluck the strings with perfect precession each time. *

* Finally satiated with the lyre’s tuning, Molpe closed her eyes as she starting to sing a wordless song while strumming the lyre in an accompany tune to her voice. With the eddy and flow of her feelings her dress slowly began to change colors from light blues to dark blues and enough colors in between to make more than once person believe that it was a pull of shimmering water she was wearing. *

OOC: If you want to track such things it’s a +7 for playing the lyre (its mastercrafted) and a +10 for the singing.

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