The Four Lands - The Great North Part 2

[J. Alexander]

From her ever closing distance Addison notices that the focal point of the tight ring has shifted to the point that most of the attention is being giving to a body on the ground. Addison is confronted by a mounted figure challeging her.

 

[Neurotic]

OOC: I didn't intend Vorian to be mounted, he holds his sword and shield ready, but Delilah (the horse) is with other mounts and it would take round or two before he could chalenge the figure...but I can go with mounting if that won't allow figure to come too close...Arrwuh is greater invisible and stands 20' in front and to the left of Vorian[/sblock]

 

[J. Alexander]

For Jaroth
[sblock]Sensing Jaroth's grief and discomfort the two wolf puppies begin to lick and snuggle hard against Jaroth's lean form. As he abesntmindley begins to stroke their fur Jaroth senses a darkness about them..something he has missed before...there is no evil to the darkness simply a blackness about their aura. Then it hit's him, from a book read long ago, he remembers a distant passage "Perhaps the rarest or all wolf forms and currently thought to be extint..a shadow wolf is either born or created by a great tragedy.[/sblock]


For Vadric
[sblock]as your attention is focused on the porn form of your fallen friend you feel a comforting touch on your shoulder but as you try to place your hand upon theirs you find only your cold armour[/sblock]

 

[Lou]

Addison Darkhair

Leaving fallen comrade to his friends Vorian readies Palisade, draws Orderbringer and advances about 30' toward the figure.

"Stop and identify yourself under the Light!"

The small, medium-sized figure stops at the challenge, standing ground but without any sudden moves. The honey-sweet and smooth voice is clearly that of a human woman, but her face is not visible under the cowl of her cloak. "My escorts and I were taken by surprise off to the east of here, and I am the only survivor. From these bodies, it appears we were inadvertantly drawn into a great battle. Are you and your party the only other survivors?" The lightning bolt holy symbol of Saint Heironeous is clearly visible hanging about her neck. Looking more carefully, a silvered flail is seen at her belt. What she is wearing under the cloak is a mystery, but she carries the light steel shield with surprising profeciency. She looks like a monk or a cleric.

 

[Neurotic]

"It appears we are. Show yourself! I am Vorian Tolgar, Knight Protector. What is your name?"

 

[Rhun]

Vadric glances about, and then looks up into the sky, a slight smile on his face. After a moment, he moves to recover his fallen companion's weapon.

OOC: Hey JA, I just realized that Anniston doesn't use a sword. He wields the Cudgel of St. Cuthbert.

 

[J. Alexander]

Rhun.


Anniston's cudgel is still promiently at his side..but so is a sword....wanna look at it

 

[Rhun]

OOC: Fair enough...

Vadric kneels again at Anniston's side. He hadn't remembered seeing a blade with Anniston before, but it was there now. Without conscious thought, the knight-priest reaches out a gauntleted hand and grasps the weapon's hilt, brandishing the sword so that he might take a closer look at it.

 

[J. Alexander]

Looking at the sword Vadric discerns that it is indeed a long sword. The blade is made if a silver metal unknown to Vadric but the center of the sword is that of a pure blue white crystal perhaps some in wide running from the hilt to an inch above the tip. The hilt is made of the same metal with an identical crystal forming the pommel. the crosspiece is set with 4 large blue white perals on at each end and one on each side.

 

[Rhun]

Vadric glances from the sword to Jaroth. "I've never seen nor heard of such a weapon before," he says to the druid. "Do you know anything of this blade?"