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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wraithdrit" data-source="post: 979654" data-attributes="member: 10820">Big Fight Log 1Tanerus screamed into Niame’s head, “Look out!” The witch started at the loud cry in her head, just enough to shift to one side. The sword skipped off her enchantments, but the shade was not done with her yet. The shade brought the sword back slicing along Drena’s neck. The blade cut deep, slicing through skin and muscle, but Drena twisted away, cursing in her native tongue, still very much alive.One of the figures on the larger bats pulled his bat up early, while the other three lowered lances and swooped down towards the heroes. The one that had paused did not have a lance. He threw up his hands cast some sort of protective spell upon himself. His image seemed to blur, shifting this way and that making it hard to place his actual location.Mytrym wasted no time. He loosed two arrows at one of the smaller bats. Its rider yanked on its reigns, pulling the bat over the second arrow. The first arrow sank into its feathers in the bat’s chest.Bleeding badly from her shoulder, Drena stepped away from her assailant, grabbed Navarr and cast a quick spell. A bubble of energy rippled up around the two. When it drew back in on itself the pair were transported across the battlefield. They appeared behind the shade wizard. Drena growled at Navarr, “Kill him.”The massive berserker lunged forward, the spell of flying sending him hurtling at his target. He slashed twice at the mage, catching him off guard from behind. The blade failed to cut the shade though, instead it just sliced through his robes and bounced off a tough enchantment on his skin.Leaping up in the air, Tanerus zipped up across the battlefield, leading with his short sword. He whipped around behind one of the shades and slashed at him, cutting open a sizeable wound.Back on the ground, Amador called upon the light of Corellon and sent it flying forward in a seering shaft at the shade that had attack Drena. The shade screamed, revealing that in all that darkness, a female shade was hidden. She twisted away from the strike and grabbed at a strand of shadow beneath her. Yanking it up over her head she stepped through, disappearing from her current location and appearing behind the elven cleric.As she stepped out of the shadow, the shade assassin lashed out with her short sword, sinking into Amador’s back. He cried out and spun on her, blood spraying on the ruins around him. Mytrym continued to loose arrows at the circling bats, but the riders were expecting it now and easily jockeyed mounts out of the way.Behind the shade mage Drena unleashed a powerful spell. She screamed out, her falcon joining in her cry. The cry rippled forth then exploded in a sonic boom between the mage and one of his minions that had circled too close. Both bats and both shades were knocked around by the empowered spell, but none of them fell from it.From the depths of the sonic boom streaked one of the two bats. Its rider leveled its lance on Mytrym at him. The paladin discarded his bow and drew his bastard sword. At the last moment he knocked the lance away, and as the shadovar warrior flew past Mytrym leveled the bastard sword and slashed it across the shade’s chest. As the blade flew at the shade, Mytrym summoned the power of his Mistress. The blade glowed brightly and the rippling image of the Lady Eilistraee seemed to superimpose over her paladin. The shades chest nearly exploded from the force of the attack. The momentum of the charge carried the horribly wounded soldier past his foe, red blood spraying back. The bat floundered from the shock of the strike then righted and began to fly back up and away. Mytrym glanced back as his foe flew on. He bled red. It was not a shade but a human. The shades had humans working for them. The paladin made a mental note to bring this up later.Meanwhile the shade monk known as Delorian had been watching the battle from the back, having shadowstepped in, and waiting for his opportunity. He saw it when Captain Ferinal flew over his position. Pulling the shadows up, he stepped in, reappearing behind the captain on the bat. He reached for the release of Ferinal’s saddle tie-ins, but could not find them. Ferinal, feeling the arrival turned and growled, “Get down there and fight, damn it!” Delorian finally wrapped his fingers on the cord and pulled, “You first!” He shoved the captain to the side, sending him crashing to the ground below.Tanerus saw another opening as the shade mage turned on Navarr and Drena. He flew at the mage, blade first, sinking the blade into the dark mage’s flank. The blade did not sink nearly as far as Tanerus had hoped for, but it had hurt the mage. Black blood flowed down the blade. The unengaged warrior spun his bat toward the flying halfling and charged. The bat whipped past, the lance smashing into Tanerus’ thigh. The point dug deep, ripping a nasty wound. To add insult to injury, the bat lashed out as it flew by and bit the small halfling in the shoulder. The bite was not severe, but the two attacks definitely shook the small battle-hardened adventurer.Seeing that the new threat behind him was covered by one of his men, the shade wizard spun on Navarr and cast a spell at him. Drena recognized the spell as one that caused debilitating pain in its subject. While the flesh was never actually hurt, the pain was enough to render many incapable of moving for a time. The berserker felt pain shoot through him, but he shook the crippling spell off, ignoring it. Back-peddling, Amador lashed out with his most damaging spell. A massive column of flame ripped up around the assassin. At the last second the assassin flipped backwards and took cover, the flames missed her completely. She quickly grabbed a strand of shadow from the wall and pulled it across her, disappearing completely from sight.The bat and warrior that had wounded him was circling around for another strike, so Tanerus took the opportunity to turn back on the shade mage. Again he stabbed the mage in the back, his short sword penetrating past the mages protections.Drena watched the battle unfold. She saw an opportunity, but knew that to make it work she would have to be very accurate. She cast a quick spell on her self to ensure her next strike would go true. Navarr continued to try and kill the mage, but his protections were too much for the barbarian. To make matters worse, one of the shade’s minions flew in from the side, trying to pull Navarr off.The shadow mage took the opportunity to spin on Tanerus. He narrowed his eyes on the halfling and growled out a spell. He pointed at Tanerus and called out, “Away with you, insect!” Tanerus cocked his head to one side, not really sure what to make of the shadow mage and his seemingly ineffectual spell. The he felt the cold form of his own shadow wrapping up around him. The last thing he saw before darkness completely enveloped him was the assassin once again appearing behind Drena, this time the assassin landed on the flying mage’s back, grabbing at her arms.The shade captain stood and shook himself off. He whipped out a sword and wand and charged toward Amador. The elven cleric was not about to stick around and fight. He leapt up into the air, flying backwards and up away from the shade below him. Amador slipped his bow out and took a single ineffective shot at the captain.The shade that Mytrym had wounded tried to recover. He grabbed a potion from his belt and downed it quickly. Mytrym was determined to finish him off though, his massive wings flipped out and he flew after the wounded warrior. He gained on the slower bat and slashed the warrior in the back. The warrior cried out, dropping his lance. He grabbed out his sword and tried to slash back at his assailant, but the monk Delorian appeared in front of him and smashed his fist into his sword hand. As the warrior cried out in pain and dropped the sword, Mytrym put his bastard sword through his back. The tip pushed through the front of his breastplate, and the warrior slumped over dead.Mytrym spun back to see how the rest of the group was doing. His smile of triumph disappeared as he surveyed the fight. The witch was entangled with the shade assassin, her bodyguard was fighting the shade mage and one of his warriors, Tanerus was no were to be seen, and Amador was running from the last shade. Mytrym frowned and looked back at the mysterious shade that had just helped him dispatch his opponent. He did not know why the shade was helping them, but by the looks of things, they were going to need it.</blockquote>

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