Gate of Kelga: Lost Orb (IC)

[SlySparrow0003]

Tamaria screeched a battle cry and dove down, they need fire, or nothing was going to kill it.. When was she gonna tell them she can't breath fire anymore?... Later.. Tamaria stopped inches above the screeling and swung her tail back, in full force she swung her tail into the screeling, sending it flying into a house and knocking it off Tyr.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"For the record I had a move coming up for that." Tyr said not without a hint of appreciation. He however was not about to formally say thank you. If she could breath fire she probably would have toasted me and the Screeling together, it would be a fair trade. Tyr grumbled. "Well, I guess it's time we proved those rumors false." He picked up the remnants of the table which no formed set of somewhat mishappen clubs. Far from ideal but more than adequate for bashing which was his plan now.

 

[Mantra]

Druz rolled his eyes as the humie girlz ran away. These humies annoyed him, and their Chiefs likewise had failed to impress him in any way either. It was probably a good thing that Orcaez was in turmoil, if Druz would have still had his clan, he might seriously consider marching them on a grand conquest if they continued to demonstrate such weakness.

At the moment however, there seemed to be a more common enemy afoot.

Druz drew out his twin maces, holding them aloft so that their skull faces looked outward, waiting to 'bite' into whatever Druz swung them at. It wasn't long before the munster came, all noise and scrambling and leaping about. This musnter, the 'screech-thing', well, it didn't seem all that big or scary, but it certainly was fast! More than that, as the Little girl swatted it away with a blow that could have torn a humie in half, Druz had to admit that the screech-thing could definitely take a hit.

Most of the other Special Gits seemed to be worried about the munster and that they needed fire. Well the humie girl had mentioned that the fancy rocks made it so that all the Flashy Gits couldn't use their special magic...and no magic, no fire. Well, Druz didn't have any flashy magic, and he doubted that the munster would hold still long enough for Druz to make a fire, but he did have a pair of heavy, orcish maces...and they were perfect for smashing things... so it was time to do what Druz did so well...

Druz reared back and with a roar, ran forward and leaped into the air, both maces brought high up over his head...

..except he charged in the opposite direction, away from the screeling.

It took only a fraction of a moment to cross the courtyard and to the foyer. Coming down, Druz brought both his heavy maces down in a massive overhand blow. The weapons crashed down onto the back of the left-side wyvern statue and with the massive force behind the lead and iron-shod weapons, literally pulverized the stone statue in the first blow.
As the statue crumbled, Druz whirled on one heel, spinning around and to the right. his left arm flailed out, bringing the heavy mace with it. Completing the arc, the mace connected with and decapitated the second, right-side wyvern statue. The head went flying into the foyer, smacking against one of the inner walls as Druz's right hand mace came around, snapping off a wing and forearm from the same statue before gouging a large chunk out from the body of the now ruined statue.

 

[JadeKnight]

Pallox had been prepared to defend himself as the Screeling charged. However he was caught off guard as a piece of furniture hit the creature and knocked it off course. He gave a little chuckle for a moment.

"I had it under control you know."

He relaxed for a moment as the others began fighting the creature for a few moments. He blinked for a moment when Druz ran the opposite way and began attacking the marble statues.

"The fight is the other way. What are you doing?"

A couple of the chunks landed near Pallox, so he picked them up hefting for a moment to check the weight of them. He grinned and launched the pieces at the Screeling, aiming for the side of it's head.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Sorry." Tyr replied casually. He wasn't any more sorry he'd hit the thing than he was genuinely upset that someone had knocked it off him. "If it makes you feel any better I wasn't really protecting you, I was just hitting it. Since we seem to be fresh out of fire we might have to just beat this thing for a while. Even if it won't die I expect it will be rendered harmless if we break enough bones. I've yet to see a snow lion with four broken legs take down a rabbit much less less and oxen."

 

[Kobushido]

Fane watched as Druz destroyed the statues with his maces. The more he destroyed the statues, the more magic Fane sensed returning.

"Hey elf, you ready to put on a magic show? I was thinking we do a double performance."

Grinning, Fane tapped into his well of infernal magic once more.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Tamaria snorted at Tyrs remark. And continued to toss and throw around the Screeling.

 

[Stalzyn]

Taujiel who had stood beside a pillar near the statues immediately docked away when Druz came for the statue with his huge mace.
Taujiel was about yelling at the orc, at the foolish ways in which he handled things, the battle enemy wasn't the statue for Creator's sake.
The words of blame hasn't even left his mouth when he felt it. The magic, returning in full force, rushing through his veins like a running rivr now set free, like waterfall absence of wedgy stones.
"Yes, lets scourge this monster." he responded Fane while harnassing the required strength.
Taujiel dashed towards the screeling, chanting along the way, his hand taking a deep glow of red, then from his arm down became nothing but dancing flame.

 

[Stalzyn]

Whose tail was that?

Standing back up on all fours the Screeling screached. He was furious, enraged even. The force from Tamaria's whipping tail had only done nothing but annoy the creature more. The fall didn't break any bones, his skin had no sense of touch, he barely had skin.
He dashed forward, his eyes slit and predatory, his focus still on his original prey, Pallox.
As he charged out of the building he came face to face with a pointy ear fellow who carried in his arms the "evil nothing" fire.
The pointy ear stretched forth his hand and the evil nothing poured from it towards the Screeling, he swayed quickly from his original path, but not quick enough to entirely dodge the hit. The evil nothing caught his legs and started burning into his bones.
The Screeling screamed in pain, he turned around frantically looking for water. Then his eyes caught the fountain, he hurried towards it,
Again another scream as a huge ball of flame caught his side, this one from another creature, one the screeling noticed was dark like him.

 

[Kobushido]

Channeling the infernal magic, Fane directed plumes of black hellfire at the screeling. Water wouldn't help it now.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Tamaria felt the magic flooding back and instantly turned herself back into her form. She drew her sword and watched as they weakend the screeling, she wanted to wait till its skin was gone so she could easily pierce it.

 

[Stalzyn]

The Screeling screamed out to the heavens as the excruciating pains bathe his body. His only source of redemption was blocked, blocked by the large creature with two giant mace.
The screeling screeched at Druz, hoping to frighten him and allow him access to the pool.
When Druz didn't waver, the Screeling charged blindly towards Druz. The fire still scorching his body and his bones now too weak to allow speed in his dash.

 

[JadeKnight]

Pallox stood back for a few moments while the others fought the screeling. He felt the flow of magic once more, understanding why Druz had destroyed the statues. At least the orc had a good point or two.

"Sorry buddy, I can't let you put that fire out."

Pallox spoke a few words under his breath before placing a hand against the ground. Halfway between Druz and the screeling, the ground formed a large black circle. However the darkness hid it pretty well. As the Screeling moved over the blackness, chains of darkness shot from the ground to wrap around the screeling's limbs and body.

The chains would hold the screeling in their grip for a few minuates, stopping it's forward motion. They wrapped tighter with each passing moment, the sounds of bones snapping in the air.

"Take him anytime guys."

 

[Mantra]

With the statues in tatters, the Flashy Gits did their thing and soon the open space was filled with fire and smoke and whizz-bangs of all sorts. The screech-thing apparently didn't like it any either and wheeling around, made a challenge to Druz and charged.

Challenge accepted.

Druz reared back and ran to meet his foe head on, but the shadows suddenly reached up and entwined around the screech-thing, making it stop for a moment.

"Take him anytime guys."

Druz obliged.

With a roar of his own, Druz gave the screeling a massive right cross with his mace, smashing the thing's cheek and jaw with a mighty blow powerful enough to literally wheel the creature's head around so that it was looking backwards for a moment. The beast's magic might have been powerful enough to ward off being cut or injured by Druz's weapon, but sheer physics was something that not even the most powerful of creatures could simply wave away.

 

[Stalzyn]

The group watched as the battered creature slowly turned into black ash and then disappeared. Leaving behind dark dust where it once laid.
Taujiel turned to the others,
"This symbol was drawn by a Vayne, it isn't a coincidence that we were brought here or that the monster was drawn here. This was all planned. If ever we were to try tracing them, the screeling will finish us off when we get to Falkreath."
He took a step forward, "If they know the Screeling is killed, they'll immediately transport the Coldcomb out of the city, that is if its still here." he finished hoping any of them has an idea on how to locate the Vayne cult at the North gate.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"We are fine." Aisizu spoke calmly in Tyr's mind.

"Good." Tyr replied aloud not waiting for Firaga to respond. He frowned as he listened to Tauj explain the situation. He didn't understand magic, it was rarer in the Coldlands than many other places.

Tyr grunted softly letting the ideas pass over him slowly while he absorbed the situation. "Okay, we were offered up as a sacrifice to this thing." He thrust his axe, Firaga, towards the ashes. "And whomever did it we believe has the Coldcomb." The idea hadn't quite crossed his mind yet, he'd assumed the two situations were separate but that idea was a coincidence he couldn't ignore. "If we try tracing it magically they'll be alerted and move."

There was another pause as Tyr silently consulted with the spirits housed in his blades. "Well I've got two equally bad ideas." Tyr began. "The one I assume you will like is trace the spell. Our enemies have already fled and knowing the direction will aid us. If they haven't fled then tracing the spell force them to flee instead of remaining hidden. The other of course is we find out whom we think is responsible since clearly the vilagers are not wholly innocent. And we take turns. I imagine if you turn a few into frogs, she eats a few-" He nodded towards Tam, "-Druz. . .do orcs eat people? Whatever it's not important just do something unpleasant. And I take freeze or fry them I think they'll talk before we run out."

 

[Kobushido]

Fane shook his head in disagreement with Tyr's idea.

"I would advise against using intimidation and violence unless you want to end up like the screeling we killed."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"That's not Plan A." Tyr said amusedly before turning towards Zane drawing both axes. "But lets get something very straight. You don't represent one of the kingdoms, you're a monster from the world we are tying to keep from spilling over. Even if we are foolish enough to take you at your word you're only interest is to keep order in your world. Which is less than meaningless to me." Firaga started to glow a him. "So what I'm trying to say here is that you should think very, very carefully before you threaten another living thing because in this world the dead remain silent."

 

[Kobushido]

Fane stared at Tyr without blinking.

"I wasn't threatening you, coldlander. I was warning you that the people of Falkreath would have us killed like they did the screeling."

 

[Mantra]

Druz watched the creature turn to ash after his blow. With a lopsided smile which served more to make his tusks poke out even further, the orc re-harnessed his maces, then strolled over to his giant barrel and drew another mug of brown beer.

"Huh, stoopid munster not so tough..." he said between gulps of beer.

He stood and listened to the others talk, thinking. Druz was all in favor of giving a beat down to anyone in this dumb, humie town who had set him up but maybe the Dead One had a point. Even though the Humies were dumb and cowardly, there was a lot of them...and the ones they were looking for would probably run away while they were beating up everyone else.

"No beat up every 'un." Druz began. "Where is humie guard that calls us munster? He send us to dis bad place, he calls humie girlz.. Druz bet that he knows where we should go next."

His grin widened. "DEN we gets t' beats up every 'un!"

 

[Sean Renaud]

"They might try." Tyr replied. "They set us up because they hoped we could accomplish what they could not. That screeling wasn't so tough." He harnessed his axes while he spoke. "I doubt any number of them would lay a finger on Tamaria against her will. Regardless you don't like the plan where we hurt the people who without warning sent us to our deaths?" He shrugged. "I mean sure we're still here but that doesn't change what they tried. Speaking for myself if they'd laid out the plan I would happily have volunteered to stay where the monster would come instead of trying to hunt it down. Let's go with the first plan then. Those of us who can't trace a spell spread out, those who can do. When the rats flee we harm them. We can harm those people right?"

 

[Kobushido]

"I don't see why not."

Turning to Taujiel, Fane voiced his plan.

"Given the nature of the spell we're working with, you may need my help. This kind of spell can corrupt even the purest mind so I'll act as a catalyst for you to work through. I can block out most of the mental taint so you can focus on backtracing the spell. I'll prepare the catalyst while you get ready."

Fane walked over to the heptagram and placed his palm in the center of it. Focusing on the infernal magic, he drew it into his reserves so that a void was left behind. This void was what Taujiel would be following back to the spell's source.

 

[JadeKnight]

Pallox relaxed a bit after watching the Screeling crumble to dust. He was sure the battle probably would have gone a lot longer if their magic hadn't been blocked, but he didn't dwell on that aspect.

He sheathed his sword for the time being, listening to the exchange between Tyr, Druz, and Taujiel. He hmmed for a moment before speaking his mind.

"Let's not jump to any conclusions just yet. We don't really know what these people were truly trying to do here. Maybe these people put that sigil there to bring the Screeling, where bringing in people to destroy it. Maybe someone here was trying to capture it to study or tame it. Let's not kill anyone just yet unless they really are a threat to us."

He shrugged for a moment before drawing his sword again.

"I'll protect you guys while you trace the spell, but maybe we should try and find out exactly what is going on here."

 

[Stalzyn]

As the rumble and tirade of suggestions went on, Taujiel found himself wondering not for the first time why the high king didn't select a leader for this party.
Surely now is the time for someone to give a final say.
He listened intently to their words as he was drawing the symbol. They were all right in their own rights. Each person's opinion was reasonable and might yield desired result.
"Fane will assist me in making the backtracing spell,, Tamaria and Pallox will search the house for anything out of the normal, then position themselves at the north and south gate respectively. With their wings for flight and the eagle-like sight that they possess, finding any escaping person will be easy. Tyr, you and Druz will locate that guard that sent us here, find out what he knows about this symbol up here and the person that placed it." Taujiel finished very certain that the heptagram was drawn by a vayne.
He straightened up then glanced at his teammates. He found himself wondering why he'd given out those....

 

[Stalzyn]

.....orders when he was obviously not their leader and very much among the weakest in the team. He opened his bag and brought out a scroll, he pretended to be engaged in it just to avoid their gaze, his ears was peered up though, to listen to the blast of their complains and questions on when he became their leader.