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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 2105751" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>UNDER A DARKSUN</p><p>SEGMENT 143</p><p>“THE FINAL GAMES PT II”</p><p></p><p>Mania snaps out of it just in time as the horn blows and a large Mul charges towards him. His intend is obvious and includes a great deal of pain.</p><p></p><p>“Must we do this?” yells mania as the Mul tries to grab him. Mania ducks and rolls under his massive muscled arms. He kicks the mul in the lower back to drive him into the wall with his full rush.</p><p></p><p>The mul’s head smacks off the wall but he says nothing. He turns and glares with red eyes and hatred. It is only now Mania sees the thick scars along his neck. The mul is mute.</p><p></p><p>Mania braces for the next attack when suddenly the very ground he is standing on sinks rapidly. Caught by surprise, the mul leaps onto him and smothers him in the 5x5 hole.</p><p></p><p>“The champion seems to be having a bad day.” Says Sirus to his sister. “The tile he was standing on has sunken. It has created a gravesite to bury him within. And that Mul owned by Templar Tithian is taking full advantage of it.”</p><p></p><p>“As you know, the columns rise and fall randomly. It is unfortunate his sunk as it did and when it did but all is not lost.” Answers Allina, Sirus’ brother. “Besides, there are many battles that take place on the field.” And within the stands she thinks.</p><p></p><p>She watches as the columns begin to change again. The magics and psionics involved are mind-boggling she thinks. So much energy and talent just to promote violence and bloodshed. But this is what the Sorcerer-kings use to quell the fury of their peoples.</p><p></p><p>The mul was heavy and using his weight to hold down Mania within the stone walled hole. He bit at Mania’s face, once he nibbed his nose, which has brought tears to his eyes (and some blood). With harbored breath Mania pushes on. “Get….off…you muscle-bounded…freak!” Mania squirms and finally gets his feet under the human – dwarf cross breed and gives a great push that is psionically aided. To top it off, the stone pillar at that very moment has shot up. From being five feet below the original surface he is now speeding to ten feet above. The mul flies impressively away with attitude. He lands against a pillar and slides down into the space there where two halflings leap in sensing an easy kill.</p><p></p><p>Mania, from his high point, looks for Cosa but is distracted by the crowd. They cheer for him as he stands high above the others looking like a champion. An elven warrior can not stand it and goes for him. To reach Mania, he must leap and climb the pillars like stacked blocks. Mania has a full few seconds to take it in and then powers up psionically.</p><p></p><p>“Time to win this thing”</p><p></p><p>The pillar remains still as a pillar ten feet away rises. The elf riding on in with his long sword drawn and ready. The elf waits for the pillar to nearly reach its limit then leaps using its thrust to add to his own. The sword swings even as he lands on the same pillar Mania stands on.</p><p></p><p>“Agh!” screams Mania as the blade slices through his Inix black leather armor. The sword’s tip cuts onto his ribs. The pain burns…no- illegal poison burns! “Damn You!” shouts Mania.</p><p></p><p>“Three times and I aim for four by games end.” Answers the elf with little emotion. Mania jumps down and pulls free his clubs. </p><p></p><p>“You can not escape me. You can not escape the Human Bane.”</p><p></p><p>Mania curses. He has heard of this evil warrior. He hates humans and has learned how to kill them. The poison he uses is most likely especially potent to humans. The elf pulls out an obsidian dagger and does a series of maneuvers to scare Mania and awe the crowd. Seeing the shape behind him. Mania waves his arm at the elf as if to show how unworthy he was. The crowd goes wild at the move and goes crazed as the B’rohg slams the elf off the pillar, which had him at a perfect height for the 4-armed giant-kin. The elf sails several feet away and tumbles down the stone columns.</p><p></p><p>The mul kills one halfling and throws the other away. Strips of flesh are torn from the mul’s forearm and back. Woozy, he climbs up from the blood filled pit. The surviving halfling sees the elf come to a rest, his head split open. In halfling he says “dinner time.”</p><p></p><p>“It seems the combatants are more about killing each other this time than capturing the flag.” Says Garrisaun. “This will delay everything.”</p><p></p><p>“Everything? What are you up to Gar?” asks Belinda. “Why is the time of the game ending so important to you? For that matter- why is the game important to you at all. You war against the defilers that eat away at the mind of the world. Why?”</p><p></p><p>= I speak to you within your mind to reduce the chance of eavesdroppers. I and the Sky Sprinters have reached a pact with the Balician Veiled Alliance. =</p><p></p><p>“Pacts?” she says aloud.</p><p></p><p>= When the game ends, we will strike against the defilers and Andropinis himself =</p><p></p><p>Belinda is speechless but her mind races at the possibilities. She knows how much Garrisaun hates the Balic government and the forces within. He is capable of trying to level the city in order to hurt Andropinis himself. Suddenly, she knows fear.</p><p></p><p>= and fear you should. When the flag is waved in victory- OUR victory- we trigger the trap and thus end the magic of Balic. =</p><p></p><p>Belinda stares at him in fear. He means to irradiate magic within the city. Defiler and Preserver. “This could be just as harmful to the world as the use of magic. Magic is the blood that feeds the world. If tainted it can poison it. However, to remove it kills the parts it originally fed. Do you understand Gar?!?”</p><p></p><p>He pinches her mind and she collapses into his arms. “Perfectly.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 2105751, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 143 “THE FINAL GAMES PT II” Mania snaps out of it just in time as the horn blows and a large Mul charges towards him. His intend is obvious and includes a great deal of pain. “Must we do this?” yells mania as the Mul tries to grab him. Mania ducks and rolls under his massive muscled arms. He kicks the mul in the lower back to drive him into the wall with his full rush. The mul’s head smacks off the wall but he says nothing. He turns and glares with red eyes and hatred. It is only now Mania sees the thick scars along his neck. The mul is mute. Mania braces for the next attack when suddenly the very ground he is standing on sinks rapidly. Caught by surprise, the mul leaps onto him and smothers him in the 5x5 hole. “The champion seems to be having a bad day.” Says Sirus to his sister. “The tile he was standing on has sunken. It has created a gravesite to bury him within. And that Mul owned by Templar Tithian is taking full advantage of it.” “As you know, the columns rise and fall randomly. It is unfortunate his sunk as it did and when it did but all is not lost.” Answers Allina, Sirus’ brother. “Besides, there are many battles that take place on the field.” And within the stands she thinks. She watches as the columns begin to change again. The magics and psionics involved are mind-boggling she thinks. So much energy and talent just to promote violence and bloodshed. But this is what the Sorcerer-kings use to quell the fury of their peoples. The mul was heavy and using his weight to hold down Mania within the stone walled hole. He bit at Mania’s face, once he nibbed his nose, which has brought tears to his eyes (and some blood). With harbored breath Mania pushes on. “Get….off…you muscle-bounded…freak!” Mania squirms and finally gets his feet under the human – dwarf cross breed and gives a great push that is psionically aided. To top it off, the stone pillar at that very moment has shot up. From being five feet below the original surface he is now speeding to ten feet above. The mul flies impressively away with attitude. He lands against a pillar and slides down into the space there where two halflings leap in sensing an easy kill. Mania, from his high point, looks for Cosa but is distracted by the crowd. They cheer for him as he stands high above the others looking like a champion. An elven warrior can not stand it and goes for him. To reach Mania, he must leap and climb the pillars like stacked blocks. Mania has a full few seconds to take it in and then powers up psionically. “Time to win this thing” The pillar remains still as a pillar ten feet away rises. The elf riding on in with his long sword drawn and ready. The elf waits for the pillar to nearly reach its limit then leaps using its thrust to add to his own. The sword swings even as he lands on the same pillar Mania stands on. “Agh!” screams Mania as the blade slices through his Inix black leather armor. The sword’s tip cuts onto his ribs. The pain burns…no- illegal poison burns! “Damn You!” shouts Mania. “Three times and I aim for four by games end.” Answers the elf with little emotion. Mania jumps down and pulls free his clubs. “You can not escape me. You can not escape the Human Bane.” Mania curses. He has heard of this evil warrior. He hates humans and has learned how to kill them. The poison he uses is most likely especially potent to humans. The elf pulls out an obsidian dagger and does a series of maneuvers to scare Mania and awe the crowd. Seeing the shape behind him. Mania waves his arm at the elf as if to show how unworthy he was. The crowd goes wild at the move and goes crazed as the B’rohg slams the elf off the pillar, which had him at a perfect height for the 4-armed giant-kin. The elf sails several feet away and tumbles down the stone columns. The mul kills one halfling and throws the other away. Strips of flesh are torn from the mul’s forearm and back. Woozy, he climbs up from the blood filled pit. The surviving halfling sees the elf come to a rest, his head split open. In halfling he says “dinner time.” “It seems the combatants are more about killing each other this time than capturing the flag.” Says Garrisaun. “This will delay everything.” “Everything? What are you up to Gar?” asks Belinda. “Why is the time of the game ending so important to you? For that matter- why is the game important to you at all. You war against the defilers that eat away at the mind of the world. Why?” = I speak to you within your mind to reduce the chance of eavesdroppers. I and the Sky Sprinters have reached a pact with the Balician Veiled Alliance. = “Pacts?” she says aloud. = When the game ends, we will strike against the defilers and Andropinis himself = Belinda is speechless but her mind races at the possibilities. She knows how much Garrisaun hates the Balic government and the forces within. He is capable of trying to level the city in order to hurt Andropinis himself. Suddenly, she knows fear. = and fear you should. When the flag is waved in victory- OUR victory- we trigger the trap and thus end the magic of Balic. = Belinda stares at him in fear. He means to irradiate magic within the city. Defiler and Preserver. “This could be just as harmful to the world as the use of magic. Magic is the blood that feeds the world. If tainted it can poison it. However, to remove it kills the parts it originally fed. Do you understand Gar?!?” He pinches her mind and she collapses into his arms. “Perfectly.” [/QUOTE]
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