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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1568784" data-attributes="member: 9255">STRIKEFORCE: MORITURISEGMENT 057“Prey for Help …Not a Mantis”Jean Stormweilder flew slowly on the power of her winds she generated magically.  So low, the dust and small debris was getting onto her.  She didn’t seem to mind.  She was somewhere else.  She was back on Kalamar flying just above the waters south of Basir.  The dolphins were racing her just under the surface.  The sun was shining and glorious.  It was a day only a god or goddess could create.Then it ended.Suddenly the salt that burned merrily her nose and irritated her eyes became dust.  The dolphin was her shadow.  It swam over broken ground instead of open water.  She landed in utter confusion.  A headache came over her unlike any other.  What happened?Christina called out to the group.  She did not hear what the alarm was about as she was conducting electrical energy at the hydra.  Then she saw something to her left.  A person?  No …it was a glitter of something.  Water!  She flew to it in overwhelming curiosity.  Then she saw the grand open seaways of the Kalamar seas!How long had she been flying?  Where were her friends?“Christina?” She called out.  Nothing.“Vander?” She calls next.  NothingBefore she calls to Jim she realizes she is endangering herself by calling out.  She raises her head again to call anyway but then thinks twice about it and decides to try to get her location.  She is not used to climbing as she tries to scale the wall of a tipped over building.  From up here she can just make out a marshy area.  Possibly where the Hydra was and thus her friends.  She also sees a large statue.  It is a sitting figure that sits possibly 50 feet high.  If it stood up it would surpass 100ft in height!Deciding to check this first, she wills her winged boots to lift her and carry her to the statue.  It is an image of a tall but large framed man in robes.  A headpiece suggests he followed a god from a world she can not remember now.  Suddenly a sharp pain emits from her leg.  Even as she looks down something flies by her torso and strikes the statue in the chest.  An arrow!The arrow has gone into her café and existed partially from the inside edge of her calf.  A green icor is on it.  Poison!She tries to fly to the backside of the statue for cover.  Two more arrows sail by her striking the statue.  Using the statue for cover she scans for the source of the attack.  She can see nothing.  The general area where the arrows came from has the remains of a burned out building with many holes and cracks.  Piled debris and wild growth give lots of cover also.Several minutes go by and nothing happens.  She turns to leave figuring the threat has moved on.  As she flies over a section of building with wild growth she is attacked again by a very large insect.  A reddish brown giant Preying Mantis leaps up through the growth and attacks.  Both claws hit-  one on the precise spot of the arrow that causes the arrow to wrench free and takes more flesh with it.  She screams and crashes into the growth.  The preying mantis leaps up out of the growth and works towards its new food.Jean concentrates then releases a Lightning bolt into the creature.  The suddenness of the heat and energy makes its chitin shell crack and burst.“Owwwwww”  is all she can express.  Her leg is badly torn up and in need of attention.  She searches her pack hoping for one last healing potion but finds none.  Then a new shadow flows over her.  A smelly humanoid figure holding a club in its hands and with a short bow on its back stands over her.“Pretty pretty pretty thing.  My lord Chern says you must die …how is up to me.”whack</blockquote>

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