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Message: <blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 502558" data-attributes="member: 96">Session Thirteen, Part Three: Di'Fier's RevoltAt the armored figure's nod, the two thugs started forward.  Di'Fier clasped his hands behind his back, rocking on his heels as he waited for them.  As he expected, they traveled down the center of the hold, out of reach of the chained prisoners...which put them in a nice, straight line."Kaegunsvent!"  The keyword of the spell ripped through the hold, carrying in its wake a tremendous rush of force that sent the sailors crashing backwards, impaling themselves on the black spikes of the armor, and knocking the figure to the deck.  As one, the other prisoners tore and twisted at their bindings, heedless of the damage done to their hands.  Blood ran down the arms of the mercenaries as they twisted against the metal.Di'Fier stretched his arm out towards the chains that held his partner.  Another word in the ancient tongue of magic, and orbs of green vitriol sizzled on the chains, eating away at them.There was a sound of steel moving, and he turned to see the armored figure cast aside the bloodied corpses of the sailors and draw its sword."Hey..." he objected.  "That's my sword!"<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />"What the hells is going on down there?""Patience, brother.  Apparently one of our new acquisitions is some kind of a spellcaster - Demos warned me of his casting."  At the mention of its name, the waterlogged head on the table opened its eyes and moaned softly.  A thin hand stroked its salt-rimed hair, as if to soothe it back to sleep.  "I sent Avoyas down to teach him the error of his ways..."  Another clatter of steel arose from belowdecks.  "...although perhaps I should have sent more help."The captain spun, half-running from the cabin.  "Blast it! Lock down that hatch!  We can't have them getting out!  They'll stay below until we dock in the Caliphates, we'll deal with them then!"<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Di'Fier backed away, blood streaming down his chest.  One hand gripped a discarded cutlass from one of the dead sailors, but gaining it had cost him a grievous wound.  From behind him, the pure liquid notes of elvensong buoyed him up, but even the inspiration of the music was not able to equalize the fight - not when the other man had armor and a longer blade.  And none of the other prisoners had been able to free themselves yet, although one chain dangled from Dru's wrist as she heaved on the other, trying to separate it from the iron bar bolted to the wall.Something arced through the air to land with a soft smack on the side of the armored head.  "Yaa! Take that!" said Jim, dancing to the side and scooping up another handful of filth.Di'Fier took advantage of the distraction, falling back and raising his hand, the final word of the spell falling from his tongue, darts of golden light spiralling from his fingers to seek out their target, battering him down.The hatch slammed shut above them.</blockquote>

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