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<blockquote data-quote="Hrothgar" data-source="post: 3850782" data-attributes="member: 22226"><p>Thrown into battle, the garishly dressed Mardo can only wonder at the circumstances that have drawn him from the crystal river waters to this dark place. Drawing a deep breath, knees shaking, the Gnome glides through the shadows and rubble up behind the Elf locked in battle with Herger. With a quick thrust, his dagger sinks deep in the Elf's side. Crying out in pain, the Elf turns to see her attacker. Her attack momentarily halted, she is unable to escape Herger's massive axe as it crashes into her chest. Her body tumbles like a rag doll as it crashes across the rubble-strewn glade to lie motionless.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Mardo and Herger finished off the Elf.</span></p><p></p><p>His heart dropping, Lodric is still able to summon the strength to focus. Clarity. Precision. Striding toward the demoness standing over Valurel's bloody and unmoving body, nothing can break Lodric's concentration. His focus: taking her bloody head off.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Lodric casts true strike.</span></p><p></p><p>Her head spinning from her shade's jaunt, Kaela is overcome by a feeling of oppression. Of a sense of loss. If Kaela had any love of life in this brutal world, that love now feels tainted. Grayed. Brittle. Trying to clear her head, she can not shake the dark shadow from her mind that dominated the spirit world of Aryth, a seemingly all powerful menace that descended on the glade. Where was it now?</p><p></p><p>Standing, her vision is drawn to Cyz. No longer the Sarcosan woman, but a fiery haired demoness, an assassin of Shadow. Beneath her, the bloody body of Valurel lies motionless. Screaming in rage, Kaela lets loose with Aryth's eldritch energies. No longer a temptation of drowsiness, Kaela's spell is a sledgehammer of unconsciousness. Cyz staggers momentarily, before realizing what happened. Smiling evilly, she shakes her head...and disappears from sight.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Keala over came Cyz's <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1334425" target="_blank">spell resistance</a>, but Cyz made the <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1334431" target="_blank">save</a>. Damn, I had another roll but am unable to find it!</span></p><p></p><p>Starhl and Wolf can only stare in shock at the bodies of Valurel and Ladriel that lay on the ground in crimson pools. Striding over to the spot were Cyz was last seen, he checks the ground for signs of movement as he swings his sword in a great arc. The Wolf sniffs the ground, checking from the demoness unsuccessfully. Cocking his head, the Wolf looks up...</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: I had Starhl try to attack Cyz, but he missed the invisible demoness.</span></p><p></p><p><em>Darkness closes over Valurel as his lifeblood leaks onto the ground, his mind and heart growing cold. His shade slipping from his body, he finds himself looking down on his dead body, his comrades still raging in battle. His own spirit burns hot, his desire to help his comrades unquenched in death. Circling the ruins in anger, he spots other shades. The Erunsil. The Caransil archer. Cerendil. Ibor. Fallax! Snarling, Valurel's shade streaks toward the others...before an overwhelming force slams into his noncorporeal spirit, forcing him down, down, down...a voice ringing in his head. <span style="color: Cyan">My spirit weeps when the Elthedar fight amongst themselves. Aryth, I have slept too long. My child...</span></em></p><p></p><p>Valurel shoots upright, a scream on his lips. Around him, darkness split by a sickly green hue surrounds him. His companions! He is back! But, his heart runs cold as he notices the hewn bodies of the Erunsil, the Caransil archer, Cerendil, Ibor, and Fallax start to stir...</p><p></p><p>A thunderous crack splits the glade as the green luminescent altar cracks, the stone slab covering its top falling into the altar, revealing a swirling, black pool that seeks to suck light and life into its thirsty maw. An otherworldly voice echoes throughout the glade, more felt by the Heroes than heard. <span style="color: Magenta">My children...I have awakened!</span></p><p></p><p>The Heroes blood runs cold as Aislinn shrieks from the ruined platform above them. <span style="color: Olive">She has come! NO!</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: I need actions posted!</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hrothgar, post: 3850782, member: 22226"] Thrown into battle, the garishly dressed Mardo can only wonder at the circumstances that have drawn him from the crystal river waters to this dark place. Drawing a deep breath, knees shaking, the Gnome glides through the shadows and rubble up behind the Elf locked in battle with Herger. With a quick thrust, his dagger sinks deep in the Elf's side. Crying out in pain, the Elf turns to see her attacker. Her attack momentarily halted, she is unable to escape Herger's massive axe as it crashes into her chest. Her body tumbles like a rag doll as it crashes across the rubble-strewn glade to lie motionless. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Mardo and Herger finished off the Elf.[/COLOR] His heart dropping, Lodric is still able to summon the strength to focus. Clarity. Precision. Striding toward the demoness standing over Valurel's bloody and unmoving body, nothing can break Lodric's concentration. His focus: taking her bloody head off. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Lodric casts true strike.[/COLOR] Her head spinning from her shade's jaunt, Kaela is overcome by a feeling of oppression. Of a sense of loss. If Kaela had any love of life in this brutal world, that love now feels tainted. Grayed. Brittle. Trying to clear her head, she can not shake the dark shadow from her mind that dominated the spirit world of Aryth, a seemingly all powerful menace that descended on the glade. Where was it now? Standing, her vision is drawn to Cyz. No longer the Sarcosan woman, but a fiery haired demoness, an assassin of Shadow. Beneath her, the bloody body of Valurel lies motionless. Screaming in rage, Kaela lets loose with Aryth's eldritch energies. No longer a temptation of drowsiness, Kaela's spell is a sledgehammer of unconsciousness. Cyz staggers momentarily, before realizing what happened. Smiling evilly, she shakes her head...and disappears from sight. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Keala over came Cyz's [URL=http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1334425]spell resistance[/URL], but Cyz made the [URL=http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1334431]save[/URL]. Damn, I had another roll but am unable to find it![/COLOR] Starhl and Wolf can only stare in shock at the bodies of Valurel and Ladriel that lay on the ground in crimson pools. Striding over to the spot were Cyz was last seen, he checks the ground for signs of movement as he swings his sword in a great arc. The Wolf sniffs the ground, checking from the demoness unsuccessfully. Cocking his head, the Wolf looks up... [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: I had Starhl try to attack Cyz, but he missed the invisible demoness.[/COLOR] [I]Darkness closes over Valurel as his lifeblood leaks onto the ground, his mind and heart growing cold. His shade slipping from his body, he finds himself looking down on his dead body, his comrades still raging in battle. His own spirit burns hot, his desire to help his comrades unquenched in death. Circling the ruins in anger, he spots other shades. The Erunsil. The Caransil archer. Cerendil. Ibor. Fallax! Snarling, Valurel's shade streaks toward the others...before an overwhelming force slams into his noncorporeal spirit, forcing him down, down, down...a voice ringing in his head. [COLOR=Cyan]My spirit weeps when the Elthedar fight amongst themselves. Aryth, I have slept too long. My child...[/COLOR][/I] Valurel shoots upright, a scream on his lips. Around him, darkness split by a sickly green hue surrounds him. His companions! He is back! But, his heart runs cold as he notices the hewn bodies of the Erunsil, the Caransil archer, Cerendil, Ibor, and Fallax start to stir... A thunderous crack splits the glade as the green luminescent altar cracks, the stone slab covering its top falling into the altar, revealing a swirling, black pool that seeks to suck light and life into its thirsty maw. An otherworldly voice echoes throughout the glade, more felt by the Heroes than heard. [COLOR=Magenta]My children...I have awakened![/COLOR] The Heroes blood runs cold as Aislinn shrieks from the ruined platform above them. [COLOR=Olive]She has come! NO![/COLOR] [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: I need actions posted![/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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