The Secret Scion


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Something Fishy in the Drunk Duck!

The party hesitates not a second more, but goes straight into the fray. Tondrek heaves a vial of something reddish-green over everyone's heads, and it smashes on the rugelt's shell. It begins to eat a hole through it, and its thrashings redouble, if possible.

The rugelt clacks its beak together with thunderous force, and a shockwave of sound echoes throughout the galley. Querzana and Tondrek are reeling from the noise, disoriented and stunned, even as the rugelt contiunes its violent thrashing.
Tondrek squeels in delight at the success of his creation, yelling "Sizzle! Burn!" Then, after the sudden sonic assult, he staggers around stupidly, drool forming at the corner of his mouth.
 

Shenystari springs to her feet, moving with Rayni her eyes looking back at the noblewoman who had been beside her. A pang of empathy and longing shake through her. Pausing, she turns back to look, her face flushed with a mask of complete steely calm, hoping to see how Mel and Bail are faring.
 

Fall of Arden Fell

Rayni continues to work her way backwards through the crowd, but it is quickly thinning, giving both her and her enemies freedom to move. She extends her hand, and silvery energy streaks from her fingers to strike the man that had been coming for her. Shenystari can see their two attackers are coming for them, but it will still take them a few seconds to get there. On the steps, Mel and her attacker face off, the buxom redhead with a dagger, and the elegant brunette half-elf wearing silk and bearing no visible weapons. Mel doesn't have a chance to get her question answered, as the man jumps for her. He is unbelieveably quick and he grabs her by the wrist in a firm grip. Mel: [sblock]You no longer see the garden of Ocean View, and no longer see your enemy. Instead you find yourself in your changling form, dressed in a gray silk dress, standing on the purple sands of a desert, two orange moons shedding light high above. Across no more than a dozen passes stands a creature both snake-and-insect-like, with purple flesh and far too many limbs and eyes. "Child of change, dispense with this vulgar physical contest and meet me mind to mind. Here we shall see if your soul is truly worthy of returning to your body!" the creature calls, its voice like slime and spouting water. It's mind lashes out at Mel's visible here in this strange world as a whip of violet energy, and crashes against a faint silvery wall Mel seems to erect on instinct. She can feel the whip as loss and despair, even as the sparks fly off the shield of determination.

A rumbling brazen chuckle seems to fill the air of this strange desert, and Mel has a heart-stopping moment of realization; the orange moons are not moons at all, but the eyes of a creature like the one before her, this one as large as a mountain. The eyes... they're Arden Fair's! The smaller creature rears back and prepares to lash his whip again...

OOC: Do you choose to attack or defend? If so, with what? Defend yourself with determination, love, will, fear? Attack with anger, righteousness, or something else? Anything you can imagine, you can use.[/sblock] The others see Mel and her attacker suddenly freeze, staring into each other's eyes. The noblewoman next to Shenystari starts to run to the side, either heading for the side gate or getting a better angle for something... Bail shoves his way through the crowd, the other two attackers behind him and out of his sight. He gets a hand on Opal's wrist and hoists the girl on his shoulder's easily.

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Something Fishy at the Drunk Duck!

Tondrek stands and drools a bit, ending up taking a header to the floor, while the stunned Querzana slides back into a corner near the door. Harolk spins both of his blades into action, the slippery floor and pitching deck causing his left-hand blade to chop into the table. But Orange Crush makes another deep cut in the rugelt's soft belly, and more blood slicks the floor. Hxaptos tries to keep his footing to bash the creature, but the moving ship and blood-slick floor finally combine to defeat his footing, and he crashes to his knees. His question goes unanswered in the chaos, but the Lump has something to say: Heh, that's the best dinner I've seen all week, bloody and fighting back!
 
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Even Harolk can see that there´s a matter of time he´s ending on his ass, like the others, so this time he changes tactics. He need the thing on the floor, where he can chop the creature into pieces even while standing on his knees, so he attacks the table´s legs. As soon the fish crashes on the floor, he continues opening the thing´s belly with both swords.
 
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*Since the enemy attacking Mel seems to be succeeding but is also clearly concentrating in some kind of trance, Rayni decides it might be a good idea to blast her to ruin the trance.*

"Wait, we can't leave yet--they've got Mel," Rayni whispers to Sheny and the noblewoman, "Even if what they're doing doesn't work, she's just sitting there and they could all come back and surround her."
 

[sblock=Isida]Mel thinks back to her body, and thinks that Bail must be worried about her if she isn't there. Her face grows stern as she digs in, determined to return to ease Bail's mind. "At least I have a soul," she spouts.

OOC: Defending with Love and Determination Oh, and you used a spoiler tag to close, not an sblock][/sblock]
 

His head still ringing, Tondrek begins to trace strange runes on his boots while tieing a black thread around one. Muttering "no fall, no fall", he stands as best he can.

[OOC: skill augmentation to have his boots grant a +2 balance check bonus]
 

"Gah this isn't working at all." mutters Hxaptos as he moves back away from the fish a bit to try and cast a spell. (withdraw then stand - probably only 5ft away).
 

The Downfall

Spinning on his heels Bail looks over the heads of those that stand between him and his friends but where is Mel? the giant youth thinks to himself. In a panic, his eyes sweep the chaos in front of him and settle upon Mel and a strange man seemingly frozen in place "Hold on Mel, I'm coming" he shouts, fear, anger and concern ringing through his voice. Wrapping a meaty arm over and around Opal, so she lies more securely upon his broad shoulders, he starts to quickly make his way to the bestilled maiden.
 

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