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Message: <blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 471302" data-attributes="member: 96">Session Twelve, Part One: ConfrontationThe face that turned to regard them was not human in the slightest.Scales covered it.  Unblinking yellow eyes looked forth from below the heavy brow.  Its mouth had no lips, but intstead a draconian snout.As one, three blades whispered from their scabbards.Di'Fier shifted his invisible grip on the unfamiliar longsword - the one he'd taken from Maeorgan at the lighthouse - and tensed.  The little dragonet was staring at him, not at Dru, and he had the sinking suspicion that it knew he was here. He muttered the words to a spell under his breath, feeling the strength pulse through his muscles."You are very brave, to come with one person as backup," said Ulric Dragosani.  "And very clever to find me at all." He spoke a word in the harsh Draconic tongue, and liquid dripped from his blade to sizzle on the floor below. "I expect, then, that you plan to kill me.""You're not exactly leaving me much choice," was Dru's response.The half-dragon shrugged slightly.  "Your father was stubborn.  If you are not..."What did he mean by that?  Is he behind Papa's disappearance, too? Her eyes roamed over the room - and with surprise, she picked out another figure seated in the shadows, armored but unarmed.  Her pulse thudded as she thought for a moment it was Galanodel, but when he moved into the light, she could see the broad shoulders and muscular definition that an elf could never have.Her eyes moved back to Ulric, who shared a smile, as if he approved that she was able to spot his bodyguard.  "So is that what you do when people don't agree with you?" she asked, in a tone scarcely less caustic than the blade Ulric bore.  "You eliminate them?"The crimelord's expression was placid, his words calm and mild.  "Isn't that what you do?""Yes." Her blade darted forward, the weight of her body behind it - but Ulric's guard spun him out of the way, chain spilling impossibly from a gloved hand that had been empty a moment before. Dru recovered, slashed before he could use the chain to defend himself, and bright blood welled up beneath her blade."Throdensthyr." Images of Ulric began to peel away from him, stepping to right and left.  Almost immediately, two were struck by bursts of deadly magelight from a suddenly visible Di'Fier, shredding them back into the ether that formed them. A third bolt slammed into the bodyguard, knocking his blow wide.  The man growled, lashing his chain in a tight arc that caught Dru across the ribs.Oh well, I can't parry that thing anyway, Dru thought, and leapt to the attack, heedless of her own welfare. She saw how the chain spun around the bodyguard - and exploited the opening she found, sinking her blade deep into shoulder and thigh.  Di'Fier's blade slammed into the man's side as his defenses faltered.The smell of ozone crackled through the air as globes of lightning swam towards her, veering to ground themselves on her blade.  She could feel the energy course up her arm, making her hand convulse, and she could smell burnt hair - but somehow she kept her grip as the chain-weilder came at her.The two ends of the weapon lashed out, wrapping around her leg and Di'Fier's, and the bodyguard triumphantly hauled upwards - to no avail.  Tensin had sent her sprawling enough in the gardens during her traning that she was ready for it, and Di'Fier's stance was wide and stable.  She shared a glance with her partner, and as one, they both stepped back, jerking the surprised bodyguard to land on his face."Take some lessons," she sneered, driving her blade home.The five Ulrics looked sadly at the prone form of his - their? - protector. "Sularid, you disappoint me. Prydmortus! Come."  The dragonet lifted from the desk, arcing through the air towards her master.He's getting away! The thought filled Di'Fier's mind, and he flung out his arm in a desperate attempt to stop him with a spell. A jagged chunk of ice flew from his fingers, impacting on the bookshelf behind them, and exploded.This is going to hurt, thought Dru, as she saw the spell fly.</blockquote>

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