Mage: The Awakening PbP - Nemesis

[Festy_Dog]

Harlequin hisses. More than a Banisher in the making, this guy was the real deal. That girl was going to prove to be a deadly distraction. She had witnessed the Banisher's spellcasting, something that Harlequin could only blame himself for.

"I liked that shirt, you ss," fortunately he had other shirts, but of particularly pressing concern were his low mana reserves... and the nasty cut along his arm. He'd start feeling that in a moment or two. He had to have some mana left after the fight to deal with the woman. Words weren't going to refute a guy glowing red and being covered in runes.

Harlequin focused on Nemesis, getting a grasp of the crazed Banisher's mind, then attacking it with the brute force of mana reserves fed directly into his opponent's head.

Psychic Assault - 4 dice minus opponent's resolve

 

[Tokiwong]

Harlequin focused on Nemesis, getting a grasp of the crazed Banisher's mind, then attacking it with the brute force of mana reserves fed directly into his opponent's head.

Psychic Assault - 4 dice minus opponent's resolve

Harlequin enacts his Psychic Assault rolling 2 dice and getting no successes!

Harlequin focuses his mind, and forces his will directly at Nemesis, but the determined knife wielding Banisher resists the assault with sheer will and determination! Meanwhile the girl shrieks, “Oh my god… someone help us… he is trying to kill us!”

Nemesis rolls 6 dice and gets another success, Harlequin takes another Lethal wound for a total of 3!

Nemesis is focused as his blade slashes low cutting Harlequin’s stomach. There is no smile of enjoyment on his face, only the grim look of death in his eyes. He is a professional, there is no pleasure in what he does though that probably brings little solace to Harlequin.

Those inside the Monkey’s Paw hear Cymbeline shouting! They won’t be able to act till next round, if they choose to do so.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Another injury. Harlequin's stomach this time. A glance at the injury told him he hadn't been gutted, but were it not for the defensive spell he threw up at the the beginning of the fight he'd have lost the use of one arm and been holding his guts in with the other. Harlequin needed to find a way to fight back against Nemesis.

The girl was doing an impeccable job of making things harder. Aside from possibly luring more Sleepers with her shrieking, she had disregarded Harlequin's advice. No doubt, as soon as Harlequin was dead Nemesis would move on to making ribbons out of her.

Dodging, moving back out of the alley.

 

[Shayuri]

Thessaly is about to answer some of the newcomer's statements...when she pauses, listening. A moment later, it's clearly audible...if muffled. Cymbeline screaming from outside.

Immediately Thessaly is heading for the door.

"Morrigan, come on!"

 

[Tokiwong]

Another injury. Harlequin's stomach this time. A glance at the injury told him he hadn't been gutted, but were it not for the defensive spell he threw up at the the beginning of the fight he'd have lost the use of one arm and been holding his guts in with the other. Harlequin needed to find a way to fight back against Nemesis.

The girl was doing an impeccable job of making things harder. Aside from possibly luring more Sleepers with her shrieking, she had disregarded Harlequin's advice. No doubt, as soon as Harlequin was dead Nemesis would move on to making ribbons out of her.

Dodging, moving back out of the alley.

Harlequin goes on the defensive, the menacing Banisher, preparing another deadly strike. The woman behind him has calmed suddenly and then he hears words that are as best as he can surmise can only be some form of Atlantean…

Over his shoulder he feels a chilling wind, a chill that sinks beneath his skin… and then a blast arcs out from the woman behind him of arcane force slamming into Nemesis and sending the mysterious Banisher sprawling back nearly forty feet into and over a vehicle’s hood. The young woman then collapses.

Morrigan and Thessaly come outside to see Cymbeline laying in the alley, and Harlequin standing at the edge of his alley with his briefcase in hand, his arm and stomach bleeding from slashing injuries.

Out of Combat for the moment…

 

[Festy_Dog]

Harlequin clutches his injured arm to his injured stomach trying to prevent leaving much of a blood trail. He glances at the young woman. She was a mage? Perhaps Harlequin was in the clear after all, assuming the attractive young stranger was alright. Hearing movement behind him Harlequin turned to face the people who had come out of the Monkey's Paw.

Surprise. It was her. The one from the photo. Harlequin had thought his search would have been more difficult but admittedly he had already had his share of difficulty for one night.

"Your friend may need attention," he said, indicating the collapsed Cymbeline.

With someone to look after for the young woman Harlequin was free to do his job. He hurried over to where Nemesis had been thrown by the blast of magic. If it had killed him it wasn't as though leaving his corpse in the street was an option. If Nemesis was unconcious then Harlequin had to detain him for the local Guardians to question him. If neither of those was the case he'd think of something else.

Merry Christmas all!

 

[Tokiwong]

With someone to look after for the young woman Harlequin was free to do his job. He hurried over to where Nemesis had been thrown by the blast of magic. If it had killed him it wasn't as though leaving his corpse in the street was an option. If Nemesis was unconcious then Harlequin had to detain him for the local Guardians to question him. If neither of those was the case he'd think of something else.

Harlequin moves quickly to where Nemesis should be, and finds nothing. The Banisher has fled in the confusion. He looks up in time just to see Nemesis scaling a ten foot wall in one even stride and then is gone into the night… meanwhile Harlequin’s injuries though not mortal are extensive, his arm going numb, and the sting of his belly growing hot.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Harlequin had done everything he could, now it was a matter of getting himself patched up. He walked back across the street towards where the others were and awkwardly put his briefcase down next to his suitcase.

"You wouldn't happen to have a first aid kit in that store would you?" he asked, "These may need stitches."

 

[Shayuri]

"Cymbeline!" Thessaly exclaims in horror. She dashes into the alley to kneel by the collapsed woman's side and take her pulse.

She then looks up at Harlequin with a bit of worry. "What happened here? Who did this to her...and...what was done?"

THEN she notices Harlequin's wounds and mutters an oath.

"Morrigan, lets get everyone into the store. I'll close it up and drop the curtains. There's a first aid kit in the bathroom...we'll probably need it. I don't think I can fix all of this one..."

She gets down in a position to pick Cymbeline up, but waits to hear what happened before actually starting to do so...just in case the girl needed healing before moving.

 

[Tokiwong]

Cymbeline

Because a picture is worth a thousand words...