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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Myth and Legend" data-source="post: 5357009" data-attributes="member: 82679">HM that was a truly great post!Lora flinched slightly at Vance's actions - she was no Lady, nor did she ever expect or even dream of a nobleborn knight such a she to pledge service to one such as her. The girl's "envenomed tongue", as Jareth had put it, got the best of her in this moment however. "Does that mean I won't be tied up like a pig on Winter Solstice and thrown about your own manor any more?" - the girl took some liberties, it seemed Vance was like Arthur in some regard. Her brother would have jumped up in excitement to think that his sister could become Misses Valorn. - Also, here is the magical ring, the fight with the Treylor is now over and Harkon is safe."The girl took off the ring, a metallic azure tint covering it, and placed it in Vance's palm as the man looked at her with a confused stare. The magical jewelry immediately turned bright pink again in it's original owner's hands. "Hmph. So this is how he sees me? All pink and silk ribbons, and "Get her out of there tal'wizen? Stupid man!"The girl bent over and retrieved her glaive, mounting it on her shoulder and nodding over to Vance. "It's not dead yet. Just paralyzed. It has no mind, but it's body is strong and we have to cave it to pieces to make sure it doesn't pop back up in a few days. This fifth stump, did you do this? - the girl pointed at the burned flesh at the bottom of the monster's neck. Or necks. - GRAB SOME TORCHES AND SOME LAMP OIL!"The girl yelled at the nearby men who just stood there like idiots. She then proceeded to methodically wail on the prone monster. Lora used an overhead strike and the glaive sank deep in the flesh, and the shock of the edge meeting the strong bone beneath made the Wizard's arms tremble with recoil. *whack* *whack* *whack* slowly but surely, Lora was chopping trough the Hydra's necks, dark crimson blood splashing liberally about. Normally, the girl would be careful not to get it on her dress, but the garment was ruined already by the fight earlier today.Her hands hurt, and her eyes were itching from exhaustion -this was one long day indeed. Deep down she felts some remorse for the monster - it was a carnivore and a predator, and a living thing. But it wasn't a mother bear protecting it's cups, nor was it a pack of wolves watching over their territory. It was a mindless, ferocious beast that felt confident enough to attack a settlement. This had to be done.[sblock]She starts Coup-De-Grace-ing the Hydra. Seeing as how it can't recover from ability damage by tomorrow i figure there's no need to actually roll the attempts. She will make sure that the stumps are burned off, just in case, although the Hydra will fail it's save vs CDG - It dies eventually to 10+1d8x3 coup de grace vs fort save.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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