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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Archon Basileus" data-source="post: 7457047" data-attributes="member: 6855545">MOSSMoss is the first within fighting range. He signals towards the allied Fey - a handful of Green Knights, some druids and rangers and a fair amount of armed Fey, fighting against the hosts of the drow and their mutated, demonic offspring. One of the knights signal towards the sky as Moss shows his silhouette against the fading lights, ordering his comrades to retreat, but it seems that the sounds of battle are too much to allow for a coordinated effort! Soon after signalling, the distracted knight gets smashed down by a furious, growing spriggan. Moss' flight down brings the creature to its knees, saving the knight from a worse fate... for now.ZYARAAs the monk leaps forward through branches and tree trunks, she realizes the waters are dead still. The nymphs hid, no doubt, frightened by the battle that ensues up ahead. As she steps over a solid oak, already on the edge of the battle, she overhears whispers nearby. Someone is trying to drive the nymphs out with sweet promises.... But the voice seems too dark and cruel to be attractive..."Come out, come out, sweet things... It's time for love and conquest... Don't be shy.... Or... Should I descend upon ... you?" - the cruelty of the voice denounces the darkest of intentions. Zyara can tell where it comes from, now... The thing moves upon a branch, coming nearer to the water, crouching.... But it doesn't seem ... palpable. It is as if someone's shadow had taken a life of its own. Barely visible, the creature provokes the nymphs in a low voice, almost inaudible against the clash of swords and the battle cries just beyond the trees. Zyara recognizes the shape and manners... A possessor, a shadow demon, no doubt! It didn't notice her yet. She might continue to the battlefield unmolested or she could do something about the creature. Her choice.ARDUNIEL/BATKNIGHT/DAXIOThe three heroes move towards the battlefield, contemplating the horrid scene: the drow shed blood with impressive speed, while the Fey do their best to hold back the attackers. Amidst them, stranger creatures, uncommon to this world, make way: demonic blood joins the Fey, bringing the weight of winter and death upon the blessed, which respond with the full strength of nature's creative powers.  Sudden bursts of light attempt to blind the enemies, which respond with heavy clouds of darkness; fire crosses the field, while ice rains upon the fighters on the other side. The conflict grows brutal, even through few seconds have gone by.Both Arduniel and the Batknight fly over the battlefield. They can choose where to plummet down: amidst drow knights, against a line of raging, overgrown spriggans or perhaps upon the casters in the back, protected by wards and summons. Daxio sees the same general outlines. He also sees that the alessian front is organized in a likewise manner, seeking to protect the druids and the archers in the back with some knights, firbolgs and satyrs going towards the front. Both sides fight desperately to dismantle each other's center, slaying the casters before more damage can be done. [Ok, you guys decide what to do! Please, keep an eye out for your spells and let's do this!] [MENTION=24380]Neurotic[/MENTION] [MENTION=6801311]KahlessNestor[/MENTION] [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION] [MENTION=1231]Kaodi[/MENTION] [MENTION=87106]MetaVoid[/MENTION] [MENTION=6847138]Charlotte of Oz[/MENTION]</blockquote>

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