(YBA) Cait Sith in the Passage of Death (Pt. 2)

[tleilaxu]

ROUND 5: Cait manages to temporarily break free from the Sword's mental compulsions. In his brain he hears a mental scream of rage and a pain in his head that makes him want to die


DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE
The cherry blossom angrily assails the swamp; dominates the push of the mire!

Will: 4

 

[Wicht]

Putting his effort into a mental defense, Cait continues to try and dominate the sword before he drowns.

The blizzard removes the rapids; shreds the blood of the bone and fends off the violence of the canine!

 

[tleilaxu]

ROUND 6: Cait manages to straighten completely up and begins to pull the sword out of the rock. Strangely, the sword is completely silent, although the physical and mental pain continue.

WILL: 3
The manticore aggresively decimates the ricefield; delicately defends against the blood of the blade!

 

[Wicht]

Wondering if the sword is up to something Cait continues to pull.

The tsunami scourges the pillars; scatters the quickening of the venom!

 

[tleilaxu]

ROUND 7: The sword has now almost been pulled free.

YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME. YOU WILL BE MY SLAVE. I WILL NEVER SERVE YOU.

Will: 2

The ki-rin flies upon the foothills; defends against the touch of the barrens!

 

[Wicht]

Smiling to himself as he sees success on the horizon he continues to pull.

The scythe devours the clouds; fends off the violence of the fortification!

 

[tleilaxu]

ROUND 8: THe sword screams in rage as the last of it is on the verge of coming out

It releases what seems like the remainder of its energy in an attempt to overwhelm Cait

Will: 1

YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME

The spear overwhelms the plain; silences the push of the wind!

((
And since I didn't know about modifier bonuses We'll say this sword gives +4 to sword moves, +2 to emerald moves, and grants the wielder Unholy Strike
))

 

[Wicht]

Knowing he has little more time before he runs out of breath, Cait Sith tries to scatter the mental assualt upon him.

The northstar appears by the tower; scatters the energy of the farm!

Its been fun tonight but now I am off to bed

 

[tleilaxu]

The sword manages to hold on for another round...

ROUND 9: The west wind dodges atop the tombs; protects against the motion of the wood!

(g'nite!)

 

[Wicht]

The mace illuminates the city; parries the stab of the storm!