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<blockquote data-quote="Hrothgar" data-source="post: 3877558" data-attributes="member: 22226"><p>Herger and Mardo scan the ground for Fell. Nearby, an undead Ibor moans as he slowly tries to stand. Herger strides over, his axe raised. The steel of the axe sings as it descends with incredible force, splattering gore across the ground. Ibor's body twitches once and lies still forever.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: Herger finished off Ibor.</span></p><p></p><p>While Herger finishes off Ibor, Mardo's eyes dart across the glade open for any threat. His eyes finally catch Cerendil as Cerendil raises his hands in an arcane gesture. The air shimmers as a spell is cast...but its arcane energies are sucked in the pool of shimmering blackness. Cerendil hisses in fury and frustration.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: The undead Cerendil tried to catch Mardo with a spell, but the spell was disrupted by the pool of darkness. </span></p><p></p><p>Anxiety rises in Lodric. Their enemies arise as Fell. Are their fallen comrades doing the same? And now the Widowmaker has returned. As friend or foe? Nearby, Fallax arises, only to look at Herger in fear and scramble off into the dark woods. Near Starhl, the Erunsil stands, weeping, realizing her horrible fate.</p><p></p><p>Valurel scrambles up the weathered stone, grabbing at the ragged bundle that is Aislinn. The weathered stone crumbling beneath his weight, Valurel slides back down the stone to land hard on the rubble-strewn ground. Trying to right himself, a rush of wings alerts him to danger above. <span style="color: DarkOrange">Didn't I already kill you, Elf?</span> Looking up, Valurel shields Aislinn as the demoness descends, dripping crimson, burning blood. Then, Kaela is there. Diminutive Kaela, her slight form swinging a dagger to keep Cyz at bay. Her dagger narrowly misses. Cyz screeches in delight as she descends on the overmatched witch. As Cyz reaches out for Kaela, she is hit with incredible force. Thune stands next to Kaela, a heavy obsidian long-knife in his hand, its blade buried in Cyz's belly. The demoness screams before ascending in a skyward arc to be lost in the darkness above.</p><p></p><p>Valurel and Kaela: [sblock]Kaela and Thune catch eyes once, before both look down at their quarry: the emaciated Aislinn lying in a bundle of rags in Valurel's arms. No longer does handsome beauty and Dornish strength run in Aislinn. Her limbs are emaciated, white, and veined with thick, purple striations. Kaela kneels and calls to the girl. Aislinn shifts slightly at Kaela's voice, and begins to sob, her body wracked by horrific torment. <span style="color: DarkOliveGreen">Don't see me sister...don't see me...</span> Kaela shushes the young girl, and runs her hand through her hair to remove it from her face. Valurel and Kaela stiffen in shock and horror. The mighty Thune even steps back. Aislinn's eyes...are gone. Open wounds gape at the Heroes, leaking viscous body fluids. Her lips are cracked and dry, her skin raw and bleeding. Aislinn weakly swipes her hair across her face again to hide her features. Valurel's heart rests on Aislinn's cold chest. No pulse can be found. <span style="color: DarkOliveGreen">Don't see me...the blessing of the Goddess...don't you see...I am dead!</span>[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>Starhl and the Wolf spy the figure in the mist, its indistinct form that of a lithely built, athletic woman. Long hair swirls in the mist. Unearthly beauty. Stahrl, cheated and tricked by the dark agents of Shadow, will have none of it. Better to die fighting that be tricked by a minion of evil. Swing his sword through the mist, the figure inside stiffens and screams in pain. And sobs. <span style="color: Magenta">Why...why do you attack me my child? I am lost...but I am here to help you against the darkness! Please...</span>[sblock] The mist parts in front of Starhl and the <a href="http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/EPIC_Gallery/Gallery5a/44191_C5_Hunefer.jpg" target="_blank">figure</a> is revealed. Gone is the beauty cloaked by the green mist above the dark pool, but the ruinous figure of a once beautiful woman. The figure stoops as Starhl screams in horror as a withered hand reaches out. <span style="color: Magenta">My child...receive my blessing. I forgive you.</span> The hand lightly touches Starhl's chest.</p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">OOC: I need a Fortitude save for Starhl.</span>[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>Starhl's scream of horror rips through the glade. Aislinn screams in turn. <span style="color: DarkOliveGreen">She is here! Aieee! </span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hrothgar, post: 3877558, member: 22226"] Herger and Mardo scan the ground for Fell. Nearby, an undead Ibor moans as he slowly tries to stand. Herger strides over, his axe raised. The steel of the axe sings as it descends with incredible force, splattering gore across the ground. Ibor's body twitches once and lies still forever. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: Herger finished off Ibor.[/COLOR] While Herger finishes off Ibor, Mardo's eyes dart across the glade open for any threat. His eyes finally catch Cerendil as Cerendil raises his hands in an arcane gesture. The air shimmers as a spell is cast...but its arcane energies are sucked in the pool of shimmering blackness. Cerendil hisses in fury and frustration. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: The undead Cerendil tried to catch Mardo with a spell, but the spell was disrupted by the pool of darkness. [/COLOR] Anxiety rises in Lodric. Their enemies arise as Fell. Are their fallen comrades doing the same? And now the Widowmaker has returned. As friend or foe? Nearby, Fallax arises, only to look at Herger in fear and scramble off into the dark woods. Near Starhl, the Erunsil stands, weeping, realizing her horrible fate. Valurel scrambles up the weathered stone, grabbing at the ragged bundle that is Aislinn. The weathered stone crumbling beneath his weight, Valurel slides back down the stone to land hard on the rubble-strewn ground. Trying to right himself, a rush of wings alerts him to danger above. [COLOR=DarkOrange]Didn't I already kill you, Elf?[/COLOR] Looking up, Valurel shields Aislinn as the demoness descends, dripping crimson, burning blood. Then, Kaela is there. Diminutive Kaela, her slight form swinging a dagger to keep Cyz at bay. Her dagger narrowly misses. Cyz screeches in delight as she descends on the overmatched witch. As Cyz reaches out for Kaela, she is hit with incredible force. Thune stands next to Kaela, a heavy obsidian long-knife in his hand, its blade buried in Cyz's belly. The demoness screams before ascending in a skyward arc to be lost in the darkness above. Valurel and Kaela: [sblock]Kaela and Thune catch eyes once, before both look down at their quarry: the emaciated Aislinn lying in a bundle of rags in Valurel's arms. No longer does handsome beauty and Dornish strength run in Aislinn. Her limbs are emaciated, white, and veined with thick, purple striations. Kaela kneels and calls to the girl. Aislinn shifts slightly at Kaela's voice, and begins to sob, her body wracked by horrific torment. [COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]Don't see me sister...don't see me...[/COLOR] Kaela shushes the young girl, and runs her hand through her hair to remove it from her face. Valurel and Kaela stiffen in shock and horror. The mighty Thune even steps back. Aislinn's eyes...are gone. Open wounds gape at the Heroes, leaking viscous body fluids. Her lips are cracked and dry, her skin raw and bleeding. Aislinn weakly swipes her hair across her face again to hide her features. Valurel's heart rests on Aislinn's cold chest. No pulse can be found. [COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]Don't see me...the blessing of the Goddess...don't you see...I am dead![/COLOR][/sblock] Starhl and the Wolf spy the figure in the mist, its indistinct form that of a lithely built, athletic woman. Long hair swirls in the mist. Unearthly beauty. Stahrl, cheated and tricked by the dark agents of Shadow, will have none of it. Better to die fighting that be tricked by a minion of evil. Swing his sword through the mist, the figure inside stiffens and screams in pain. And sobs. [COLOR=Magenta]Why...why do you attack me my child? I am lost...but I am here to help you against the darkness! Please...[/COLOR][sblock] The mist parts in front of Starhl and the [URL=http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/EPIC_Gallery/Gallery5a/44191_C5_Hunefer.jpg]figure[/URL] is revealed. Gone is the beauty cloaked by the green mist above the dark pool, but the ruinous figure of a once beautiful woman. The figure stoops as Starhl screams in horror as a withered hand reaches out. [COLOR=Magenta]My child...receive my blessing. I forgive you.[/COLOR] The hand lightly touches Starhl's chest. [COLOR=SlateGray]OOC: I need a Fortitude save for Starhl.[/COLOR][/sblock] Starhl's scream of horror rips through the glade. Aislinn screams in turn. [COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]She is here! Aieee! [/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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