Pleasure Kingdoms: Second Attempt

[NyghtRayne]

Logan fought against the net, but the more he fought the more it tightened around him. Suddenly he heard the defiant cry of a warrior, he couldn't turn to look, but heard someone approaching and heard the goblins turning away to turn their attention on the new attacker.

Soon the sounds and shaking of moving earth could be felt and heard. He heard the battle cries of the trolls and goblins turn to cries of agony.

It was only after the ropes of the net began to loosen around him, that he was able to shift to see the woman who had... wait..yes the woman who had helped him. He winced some as she cut the ropes that held him and nicked his deep brown coat. He could tell she was weak and he could hear others coming to aid their fallen mates.

As the ropes loosened he was able to shake himself free and regain his feet. He looked to he woman in her weakened state. He looked to the distance to see how far away the second group was. He knew he had to get her to safety and if he could get her to the others they would be safe.

He turned to her as he shook off the remnants of the ropes. "Lay still a moment I can heal you." His words were sharp and clear in her mind. He lowered his head and touched his horn to the skin that was bare on her arm. She could feel the cool touch of the ivory horn on her skin, but as he seemed to concentrate the horn grew warm against her skin and the feeling seemed to flow into her from him. The wounds she had faded as they healed.

He then lowered himself onto one front knee and looked to her. "Get on my back I will take you to the others and safety of sorts for this battle. They need my help and could use yours I am sure. I am Logan.. and very thankful for your help." He waited for her...

 

[roleplaylifer]

Ritsuko

A smile crossed her face as she watched the graceful animal shrug off the remains of the net before lurching to its feet. A look of puzzlement a moment later revealed her growing confusion as the unicorn didn't bolt for its freedom, instead turning back to stand over her.

Lay still a moment, I can heal you.

The elf jolted slightly, clearly startled by the voice inside her head. Even as she paused to consider the implications of this, the magical creature dipped its head low, its horn edging past her ragged kimono to brush against her bare skin.

Ritsuko's eyes widened in surprise as the coolness of healing swept over her, cleansing her torn body of all hurt. Her ken was still woefully depleted, only rest could fix that. As she stood to consider her new companion, she stretched her limbs slowly, the muscles once again responding normally. Reaching down to once again grasp the important blade, she sheathed the katana swiftly, the scabbard tucked firmly into the twilight colored sash that held her tattered robe together.

"Get on my back I will take you to the others and safety of sorts for this battle. They need my help and could use yours I am sure. I am Logan.. and very thankful for your help."

Ritsuko could scarce believe what she was hearing. Weren't unicorns shy creatures, only letting the virtuous come close to them? While granted she was virtuous enough in THAT regard, having never lain with a man, she hardly considered herself to be a model of virtue. Her hands had shed too much blood in the past, especially recently, and part of her feared that her very touch would cause the beautiful creature before her pain.

Sigh.....its not like I have any other choice. Those trolls are getting too close for my liking and it looks like the ones on the ground are starting to come around too. They aren't going to be pleased with me in the slightest if I'm still around when they get up.

With a quirky, unsure smile, the elf maiden honored Logan with a deep bow.

"You may call me, Ritsuko, Honorable Spirit. Many thanks for the kindness you have shown me. I accept your offer to ride to whatever safety may be had."

Climbing atop Logan's back with all due haste, the elf risked one last glance behind her at the oncoming army before remembering with a start her earlier affront.

Even as Logan neared the tower that she had made the error of shifting herself in the vicinity of, the elf bowed her head in solemn prayer. If any could have seen her face at that moment they would have seen a look of pure serenity, and penitence.

 

[Sky Jade]

The golden dragon had taken sheltered for a few moments from the hail of arrows sent her direction. Fed up with it, she blew a large flame and let it form into a shield in front of her. She flew into the air once more, this time the arrows burning up before they could reach her. Fed up, the wizard called off the arrow attack before he launched a lightning bolt at her. She roared in pain for a moment as the lightning streaked across her right wing, burning it.

As Taren yelled for fire brakes, she just know the fire raging out of control. One of the fire golems had been overwhealmed and defeated, while the second one had managed to make it a little further to only get taken down by four orcs.

The dragon dips down towards the leading edge of the flames and tries using her talons to dig a ditch in the ground deep enough. She had just gotten finished when the edge of the flames began teasing at her right wingtip. She dipped in the opposite direction of the fire as she headed back towards the tower and perched on it as she roared once more in triumph.

 

[NyghtRayne]

Logan

As soon as Ritsuko was settled upon his broad back, he stood once more. He glanced back to her momentarily his amber yes meeting her gaze. "It is a pleasure to meet you Ritsuko, and I am sure my friends will be just as honored to make your aquaintance. Hold onto my mane, we must get to the tower before the horde pens us in."

He felt her fingers entwine in his mane and he leapt forward into a hard gallop and raced for the tower, faster than a horse could cover the hard ground. He raced hard for the location where his friends were holding their ground. He looked up as he saw Eeve head for the flames. He watched as she maneuvered and made the ditch to try and stop the flames.

He slid to a stop near the tower, and the others. "Taren, this is Ritsuko...thanks to her a band of Goblins and Trolls were robbed of their dinner...namely me.. She needs rest, but I am sure can help us somewhat." He was thankful at times like this of the amulet that let him communicate with others even if it did have it's limits of only being able to be directed at an individual.

 

[The GrandMage]

Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

Yris.

His hands tightened as the katana blade sliced through muscle and bone. Warmth met him as the decapitated goblin fell to the ground. He moved, turning his body to continue the motion, bringing the sword up and bringing it down, digging it deep into the chest of another goblin. His leg came up, kicking the body off his blade as he punched out with his left arm, knocking the wind from a goblin in midair.

Yris vuy tefra.

He took a half step, bringing the sword around towards a goblin rushing him from behind. The blade sliced a good chunk of it's skull off. It's dying wail was lost on him as he turned back to the oncoming.

The Goblins, used to way them down by sheer numbers were making his arm heavy. His naked chest was warm and red with the blood of his enemies. He spied the oncoming muscle of the army as it came. Trolls.

Blinding pain rocked his back to the present. He brought his katana around, slamming the tip into the head of the offending goblin. His armrocked with the pain of the club that had hit him. Thankfully, it didn't seem broken.

Yris vuy tefra. Fertakka wal, brismir Visiru.

The darkness came. Surging from within. He struck out, severing the arm off of a goblin only to stab it a moment later. All resistance collapsed. The Darkness came into control. His feet hit the bloodied earth as he rushed forward, raising his katana with an inhuman scream.

His black wings spread open as he pulled himself to a stop in front of the troll, slashing heavilly with his sword. Pain flared in his shoulder as the troll brought a meaty fist down on it's attacker. Pulling back, zarl threw himself against the troll, his katana tip stabbing forward into it's chest as it knocked it backwards, it's own weight dragging it off the blade as it died.

 

[roleplaylifer]

Ritsuko

Ritsuko found her cleansing meditation abruptly shattered by a near deafening roar. Shaking her head in confusion as her ear drums rattled painfully, the elf risked another glance behind her.

Her jaw dropped slack with amazement as she prayed to her dead family to dispel the illusion that surely she beheld now.

The field where she had left the trolls behind when she climbed atop Logan's back was now a roiling sheet of flame. Even more awe inspiring was the gold dragon that now raced them to the tower, overtaking them easily to perch atop its parapets roaring its defiance to the world.

Ritsuko had always been taught to worship dragons, though admittedly she had never seen one....until now. It took moment for her to realize that Logan had just spoken to her. If he was taking her to old Garreth's tower, and the dragon was already at the tower, she was about to meet some interesting people indeed.

The tower loomed ahead of them with a suddenness that had her head spinning. Without thinking she dismounted as gracefully as the situation allowed.

As she turned, she noticed a young man approaching them, pausing only slightly as it appeared something passed between Logan and the new arrival.

Her mouth set in a grim line, she strode with purpose towards the pair of them. A look of surprise, mixed with interest, crossed her face as she got the chance to take a closer look at the young man. She barely stifled a chuckle as she realized he probably wasn't "young" at all, several of his features giving him away as a half elf to her practiced eye.

Without hesitation, she knelt before him, eyes lowered to the ground. The tears in her kimono giving the half elf an unintended glimpse of one smallish breast, capped by a dark nipple.

"I am Ritsuko Hitari, of the....late.....clan Hitari. I am prepared for battle. Command me."

Her lips trembled slightly as she spoke the name of her clan, grief clouding her face just briefly. She could only hope this stranger hadn't noticed her lapse of control.

 

[katalynn]

Lavastine couldn't believe how hastly she had reacted, seeing the disbelif and almost disapointed look in Zarls' eye told her she had done wrong on some level, if not many. Turning her gaze back at the fire she had created, knowing this would take a lot out of her. More than it did to create, it was almost impossible at the fires rate to do what needed to be done. For Zarl was right, still it was not to late either, the fire hadn't reached the hearth of the forest.

She knew she was safe with where she was at, for now anyway. Closed her eyes with the last site being the fire, how could she have been so naive, now it was to late to chew herself out. At least in this moment, she had to get the flames under control.

Blazing fire that dances the land,
dance no more,
die down your flames
and be at peace.

She had kept the chanting going for some time, hearing the battle getting nearer, opening her eyes just enough to see where the flames were at, how much they have feasted on. It was nothing more than when she did the same thing when finding Evee...

The flames were dieing down, becoming ash and just small red freckles that would get stomped out by the pounding feet of the battle. Small flames still lingered about and flicked at movements, was not enough to start the blazing once again. Shortly after, Lavastine had fallen to her knees. Her body hot and over exerted from the spell and power of the flames. In a few moments she would be out in there fighting, for now, she just needed to cool down.

 

[Sky Jade]

The dragon could feel the burn on her right wing from the wizard's attack. She wasn't powerful enough to take on a wizard yet, and her energy was running a little low on magic power. She hissed softly as the feeling of pain set in. She dropped down towards the ground where Taren, Logan and the new arrival was, her shadow covering them for a few moment.

She was only ten feet from the ground when she began changing, the white light enveloping the dragon and vanishing to leave her in her human form. She landed with a soft umph as her white robes fluttered around her. She hissed as the burn had been transferred to her right forearm, covering the top of it. She clenched her teeth as she stood up.

"The dragon thinks we should run fast. Neither she nor I are strong enough for a fight with a wizard yet...Oh hello."

She finally noticed Ritsuko and curtsied to her. She let her staff vanish for the moment as she straighened up to look at Ritsuko more closely.

"You poor girl. I'm sorry we couldn't have gotten here sooner. My name is Evee and I'm a dragon priestess."

She hissed once more and moved her free hand to clasp her burnt arm lightly.

"Goddess of light,
grant me the power to heal these wounds."

Her hand glowed white for a few moments as the blacken skin turned white once more and she pulled her hand away as the spell faded away.

 

[NyghtRayne]

Logan stood by as Eeve healed herself. " I could have done that for you M'Lady to help you save your energy."


He looked towards the battle when he heard the battle cry from Zarl. "We must move on to help the others." His thought was general but he wasn't sure who would catch it if anyone.. He took a steps forward and then looked back to see who would follow.

 

[Armphid]

Taren

The dark green haired half-elf blushed at he caught a brief flash of Ritsuko's body. He lifted the ichor covered blades of Overture and Finale. resting them on the shoulder pads of his breastplate. He took in Evee and Logan's words, thining over the possibilities. Quickly he made a decision.

First he bowed to the elven warrior, crossing his arms over his chest. He spoke in elven, the musical language coming easily from his lips. "I am glad to have met you, Lady of the People." "I am Taren Orlandau." His last name would tell her his standing in elven society, it meant "Wanderer." "I accept you under my command, and am honored to have you." There were certaint hings that were done among elves, and the formalities did need to be covered.

Shifting back to the language of men, he addressed the company. "I'd like to oblige the dragon, Holy One, but we've got problems." "First is that Zarl has gone into some kind of frenzy, and Lavastine just tired herself dealing with the fire." "I'm not going to abandon either of them." He smiled at Eeve, "Besides, there's no running from a wizard." "Even if he couldn't find us with his magic, he could just teleport ahead of us." "So we have to fight."

He stole a quick look back at the field of battle. "All right, this is what we're going to do." "As much as I don't like it, we'llhave to abandon this position." "Holy One, I'd like you on Logan's back." "From up there, that staff of yours will serve nicely, and you'll be able to see us and drop in any healing magic we might need." "Logan, you're going to be the point of a wedge, mostly because you have the most mass and speed." "Ritsuko and I will be your flanks." "The goal is to pull the enemy off of Zarl and Lavastine." "Once that's done, the lines will thin as they redeploy to fight us and them." "That's when Ritsuko and I try to carve our way to that wizard." "He's mortal, and he can be killed, but we have to keep him occupied until one of us is on top of him." "So, we get down there and cause as much carnage as we possibly can." He waited a moment, making sure they understood. "All right." "Let's get ready."

As Evee mounted up, Taren spun his twin shotels then pointed with Iverture. "That point there, they're already thin." "We hit there as hard as we can." "Ritsuko, the winged one and the fiery sorcereress down there are our companions, everyone else is the enemy." He took a deep breath, feeling more than seeing the lovely elf take her position on the other side of Logan. He murmured, partly to himself. "Shields will be broken, spears will be shaken." "A red day, a sword day." Then he began to run forward, "CHARGE!"

 

[roleplaylifer]

Ritsuko

As Evee approached and curtsied to her, Ritsuko offered her a heartfelt smile and sketched a slight bow in response as she stood upright once more.

She would have liked to ask the priestess about her religion, particularly about the gold dragon she had seen earlier, but her mind snapped back into proper focus as Taren began laying out the battle plans. Filing her questions away for a better time, the slight elven samurai listened with an intensity that usually only came to her at twilight......

After seeing that the priestess was properly seated upon Logan's back, Ritsuko turned to regard Taren. Nodding grimly, she reached for the katana tucked into her sash. As an afterthought, she removed the scabbard from its makeshift belt and let it fall to the ground. Holding the precious blade once more in a firm two handed grip she awaited Taren's call.

"Shields will be broken, spears will be shaken." "A red day, a sword day."

Every muscle in her body tensed slightly.

"CHARGE!"

Though fatigued, Ritsuko rallied herself to the cry. Though it was a temporary and necessary alliance, she congratulated herself at picking out who must have been the leader of Logan's group. A haggard smile tugged at her lips as she thought of the battle to come. Trolls and goblins were poor fighters in general, but in numbers this large.....this just might be fun.

Who this Zarl was, she knew not, though she could hear the sound of combat nearby. Smoke burned her eyes and she found herself looking through a film of water.

That suits me fine,she shrugged as she closed her eyes, concentrating on the auras of battle around her.

At her best, perhaps she could have done battle with the wizard, with her ken depleted for now, she would have to make due with the slaughter of the lesser creatures.

A sound to her left and the flash of a dark aura and she pivoted to meet the first troll's attack as they crashed into the thinning ranks. She scoffed as the stupid creature actually tried to weild a sword against her.

Lunging forward to skewer the tiny elf, the much larger monster grunted almost in unison with the samurai as she riposted hard, throwing the troll's blade harmlessly aside and leaving it to stare in amazement at the new gash in its chest. Over the ensuing melee, she caught brief flashes of her companion's auras, marveling only for a second at the flare of strength she felt when her inner sight turned upon them. Then the wild melee surged around her, and she found herself too busy fighting for her life to send more than the most fleeting searches out for her new friends.

Goblins and trolls fairly rushed over the corpses of their companions to get at her, thoughts of her warm flesh enraging them with lust. Still, she forced them to respect the reach of her blade as she sidestepped the headlong rush of one goblin only to feel a hairy hand close around her ankle.

With a grunt of disgust, she thrust her katana outward from her body, letting the poor goblin gut himself as he went by. Dropping nearly to her knees, she hacked viciously at the hand holding her, severing it neatly at the wrist.

Still they came on.......

 

[NyghtRayne]

Logan

At Taren's call of Charge, Logan reared. He felt Eeve's grasp tighten on his mane as his hooves hit the ground he charged forward, horn lowered..

He could easily dispatch Goblins with a thrust or slice from his horn. Trolls on the other hand he had more trouble with. But with Eeve upon his back with her staff and he with his hooves, he hoped they would be a good match and be able to get to the wizard.

 

[Armphid]

Taren

A vicious grin practically split Taren's face as the small group struck the enemy flank. The humanoid force seemed to not have noticed them until the last moment, the companions hitting with terrific force.

Logan trampled over goblins whole, hooves stomping them to make sure they did not rise again. The cries from his right, as well as the occasional head or limb that went flying told him much about Ritsuko's skill. The mysterious elven woman had him intruiged...but he had to keep his mind off of it. Remember what Gynan said, focus on the battle. Become it.

Overture cut through a spear and the arm of the goblin holding it, Finale arcing in behind to sever the ugly head. He sidestepped a second spear thrust, stabbing both curving blades through the goblin's thin chest, then flinging the corpse into an oncoming group, knocking them to the ground. He moved in, Overture and Finale flashing as they slashed again and again. None of the goblins that fell rose again.

He felt a shadow loom over, diving forward just in time to avoid the blow of am iron mace as large as his chest. The troll that wielded it looked at the spot it hit in bafflement for a moment, not understanding how it had missed. Taren snarled, leaping toward the beast with a mighty leap. Ordinarily, he would have had to use a magical attack to kill a troll, but being empowered by the Strength of Stone Meditation, he had no need for that now. Finale lashed out, cleaving through horny hide, windpipe, and vertebrae. A powerful kick as he went pst the almost severed head sent it rolling through the air to slam into the face of one of it's comrades in arms.

He touched down in the headless shoulders for a fraction fo second as the massive body toppled, then leaped at another, bursting into laughter as his blades danced through air and flesh.

 

[Sky Jade]

Evee held onto Logan's mane with her left hand as her staff appeared in mid-air. She grasped it with her right hand and lowered herself against Logan's back to cut down on the wind resistance. She chanted softly, a small globe of fire appeared swirling around each end of her staff. She swung the staff wide as she rode on Logan, the shrieks of pain from the golbins that were left as she swung her staff at them.

She lifted her head and grimaced for a moment as they were coming up on a group of three large trolls.

"Trolls ahead Logan."

 

[NyghtRayne]

Logan

He heard Eeve's words and slid to a stop. He was hardly a match for one troll let alone three. He reared pawing the air with his hooves, "I hope we can do this Eeve"

With that said he came down and charged, most creatures would flee fromthe path of a full grown charging unicorn, but these trolls were not of their own mind completely and they were not giving way. Logan forced hiself to run harder, he was going to use brute force and body size to get through the trolls.

He pounded forward, hitting the middle troll solidly, knocking it back, then raced forward, only to be pulled back forcefully as one of the other trolls grabbed him by the tail. It pulled him backwards as the other troll raised it's heavy mace.

 

[Armphid]

Taren

The mace fell, the hand that wielded it doing the same as Overture flashed in to sever the appendage. Taren landed from his jump right in front of the brute, the troll staring down at his stupidly. Setting his feet firmly, Taren swung the shotels inward, waist-level on the monstrous troll. Backed by his earth-infused strength, the blades sank in deep with the initial slash. Taren set his shoulders and pushed, cutting further into the now gutterally squelling troll. With a terrible slowness, Taren rent the monster in two, kicking it's madly flailing torso and arms off onto a duo of goblins.

"Logan, try and stick to the goblins, let those of us with weapons handle the trolls!" Even as he said it, the great unicorn stallion had kicked both of his rear hooves into the chest of the troll that had grabbed his mane, knocking the bulky monster flat on it's back. Taren leaped upon the fallen beast, shredding it's head to ribbons with a whirlwind of blows. It was then that the third troll hit him with a huge wooden mallet. Taren saw the blow coming too late to dodge, feeling the stunning impact and the sensation of his body hurtling through the air. His landing was padded by something fleshy, that let out a high pitched squeal before Finale pierced it's gut. Taren was glad he'd used the Strength of Stone Meditaion. Without it's power, that hit probably would broken all of his ribs. As it was, he'd likely just have bruised ribs, and that he much preferred.

He rolled up and onto his feet, taking a moment to see how the other fared. "We're doing well...fully half of them are down already, but most of those left are trolls." "Need to thin the ranks...Damn it." 'This spell takes a lot out of me...but it's that or someone dies."

Taren stabbed both of the shotels into the chest of a goblin that had been charging toward Ritsuko, letting go fo the hilts as the creatrue feel dead at his feet. Reaching into his pouch, he drew forth a palm-sized quartz crystal. He crushed it in his hand, the spell giving him the strength to,as he intoned,

"O Mother on whose back we all tread, I need your might." "I call thine essence to my hand, let those who menace your children be destroyed by the power you and I posess." With that he slung his hand out, scattering the crystal fragments into the air in a glittering swath in front of him. "GEM MISSILE!"

The shards stopped in mid-fall, instantly enlarging and hardening. Within an instant, dozens of diamond hard, razor edged crystal fired out in a wide arc from where Taren stood. The largest ones were almost two feet long, the smallest six inches. The gem javelins flew around Taren's companions, the tall half-elf mentally guiding them as they sought their targets. They cut deeply into both troll and goblin, most of the smaller humaniods remaining falling with a united groan of pain. Many trolls fell as well, but most got up again, if slowly.

In the sudden space he had opened up, Taren caught a glimpse of the wizard. He stood about ten yards away from the fray, carefully making notes in a book. Taren stared at him, not believing what he saw. The wizard wasn't casting spells, or even preparing to. He was just watching, and writing. Then Taren turned back to the remaining humanoids...the odds were much better now. Perhaps two dozen trolls and a handful of goblins...they weren't out of the woods, but things were looking up.

 

[katalynn]

LAvastine looked up just in time to see an ugly troll bring down a huge mace unto her, wasn't much time for her to react except to roll out of the way just barely missing contact. As the troll looked around dumbfounded, she summersaulted behind it and stabbed it in the back bringing it down as the flaming dagger heated the trolls blood. The second following shortly after landing in its neck piercing its blood with fire and poison.

While the troll writhed in agony Lavastine stood up and ran into the rest of the battle, helping those that a few gobblins on them. Backstabbing them as they were distracted with their main target. At one point or another a sword caught her arm, slicing down the length of it, the gobblin laughed while she screamed out in pain and in anger. Turning around to face her assaultant and stabbed him right in the heart, or at least in the chest where a heart would have been, watching as both daggers worked with eachother and killed him with heat and poison. Her arm was in pain with rich hot blood seeping out of it, but this did not stop her.

 

[Sky Jade]

Evee screamed as she was suddenly thrown off of Logan's back furing the fray, her staff getting thrown a few yards away. It landed at the feet of the wizard, who paused in his note-taking to look down at it.

Evee grinned sheepishly for a moment back at the wizard and then screamed once more as she had to dodge the heavy mace of the nearest troll. The mace crashed into the ground, getting stuck for a few moemnts. Evee looked around quickly and picked up one of the goblin's sword that had fallen on the ground. She did her best to ignore the blood that covered it, which was getting all over her arm and on her robe.

She moved towards the troll who was confused and trying to get his mace from the ground. She hefted the sword with both hands and swung it downwards. The troll roared in pain as she succedded in cutting off one of it thumbs, the blood squirting everywhere. She stumbled backwards as the troll tried to take a swipe at her before it tried once more to pull out it's mace.

 

[The GrandMage]

Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

Trolls surrounded him. The goblins had given way to the true muscle of the army, heading towards sounds of battle that weren't clear to him. There were three trolls around him, each attacking in turn, forcing him to use what was left of his waning strength to block their attacks.

Their strength rocked his as he struggled to keep their blows from killing him. Axe, Mace, Mace. Axe, Mace, Mace. Axe, Mace, Mace, Pain. He mouth opened in a scream of rage and pain as the axe blade hacked through muscle and bone, severing one of his wings.

White-hot anger flooded him, and the darkness reached down, gathering all of the might he had left. Their were no words, no incantations, magic flowed freely from it's source, unmolded, wild, and blasted forth.

Thunder rocked the attacking trolls back as blue arcs of lightning lanced from the Macrai-Itoche. Several hit wild, hitting corpses or the ground, their power wasted. But four struck the targets of his wrath. Winding, they blazed a trail of seared flesh across their bodies as the arcs centered around their hearts. Their bodies convulsed, aand fell dead as the lightning subsided, Zarl's power spent.

Gasping for breath, he retrieved his katana, teeth gritted against the flames of pain that danced along the stub that had been his left wing. His blood flowed from the great wound, and he stumbled. The darkness fell back, no longer having the strength to hold sway of the tortured and weakened body it inhabited. Zarl blinked as he came back to control of himself, and hissed in pain.

He began to try to make his way back to the tower. Suddenly, a goblin spotted him. Leaving the charge on the others behind, it rushed Zarl. He pulled his sword arm around, weakly defending himself from the creature as more of his blood spilt forth onto the earth.

 

[roleplaylifer]

Ritsuko

And suddenly it seemed there was a break in the tide of monsters around her. Her breath came in gasps as she awaited for the assault to renew.

Her delicate ears twitched slightly as she brought her blade around in time to deflect a stone headed arrow.

"ARCHERS!"

Could they be any more cowardly?

As the trolls and goblins broke ranks around her, she made to pursue, only to be met with a hail of arrows. As another of the missiles shattered its head on the fine wrought steel of her katana, yet another slipped past her guard to sink deep into her shoulder.

Cursing aloud against the pain, she broke into a run. Her aura sight sweeping ahead of her, it took little effort to locate the goblins that endangered them now.

She was almost amused as already the creatures began to cower, some turning and fleeing in fear at her approach. Keeping low to the ground she presented them with as small a target as possible. If these were elves this would be a suicidal attack, she grinned to herself. Fortunately, goblins were poor archers.

She swept in low, one such creature screaming pitifully as it clutched its gashed leg, quadricep severed. Rising in an instant, her sword lashed out to slice the string of the last goblin with courage left to nock an arrow against her comrades. Ritsuko would have laughed aloud to see the look of impending doom on the goblins face as her blade descended once more.

Reaching into a torn sleeve with a slender hand, she flicked her wrist slightly, the point of a needle shuriken catching a terrified goblin at the base of the neck, dropping it instantly. All others now out of her range, she turned to survey the battlefield.

Even with her eyes closed she sensed the wizard's presence. The corruption that she felt in the presence of Void magic, crashing around her in waves.

First one who gets a shot at the wizard, should take it? Isn't that pretty much what her leader had said?

Squaring her shoulders, she reached up and broke off the arrow shaft that still protruded from her shoulder. A soft grunt and painful wince accompanying the searing pain the action caused. She was beginning to think her garment would be beyond repair as she felt blood pooling anew in the fabric of her kimono.

Bringing her katana to bear in front of her once more, she swept into another charge.

This ends now.

Though skilled with blade and mental discipline, Ritsuko knew very little about magic. She had seen her uncle hurl mighty Air spells, but had not been able to memorize any but the most rudimentary of them. Her teaching had been a constant drain on her uncle, so she eventually gave up to follow her father's path of the sword. As it was now, she only heard the screams of the dying as Taren's spell became complete, gem shards impaling monsters that even thought of edging closer to her, the fleeing goblin archers reduced to gory piles of flesh in seconds. She tried futilely to block from her mind the screams of the dying. Closing on her target she pounced, poised to kill with one swift and final strike.

Perhaps if she had payed a little more attention, she would have felt the arcane energy glowing faintly from the runes she now crossed. Once obvious to any close by, now obscured by soot and grime left behind from the raging fires, they still held their potency, unleashing their magic in a wall of lightning just as the diminutive elf launched herself through the air at the wizard.

Ritsuko's world exploded.

Her back arched spasmodically as lightning coursed through her body with a force that would have blown off fingers and toes had she still remained in contact with the ground. What little of her once silky raven hair that wasn't matted to her head with the blood from previous scalp wounds and dying monsters now stood on end, sparks raining earthward. A low agonized moan was all she could manage through blasted lips as her katana was ripped from her grasp by the current's force to land undamaged a good distance away.

Landing on her feet, her senses all askew, she tried to remember where she was. She never noticed the look of consternation on the wizard's face as she emerged from the horrific blast.

Her body burned and aching, Ritsuko looked down in askance at her hands.

Empty.......My sword!

Panicked, she turned to look for her katana. The world spun crazily, light from different angles as ugly red and purple spots danced before her eyes. She hardly felt it as she slowly toppled, the ground rushing up to meet her, blackess engulfing her.

The wizard smiled and returned to his book.

 

[NyghtRayne]

Logan finally freeing himself from the grasp of the troll who had his tail, felt Eeve tumble forward off his back. He looked after her and saw her land close to the wizard, her staff too far away from her to readily reach it.

He heard Ritsuko scream as he saw the flash of lightning engulf her. He rushed foward, wanting to help her, when he saw her pass out and the wizard go back to his writing.

He raced for Eeve. "Eeve are you ok? We need to help Ritsuko and get to the wizard."He moved to Eeve's side quickly.

He glanced back towards the others, the army of goblins and trolls was steadily being thinned out by the small group of fighters.

 

[katalynn]

Lavastine was getting weaker, the blood flowing freely from her arm while she still used it to peirce into anything that touched her. Zarls' scream brought out more strength in her as she tried to search him out through the mess.

She spotted him running, or at least trying to run back towards the tower only to get jumped by some more goblins. Nothing else between her and him at this point when she took full charge after him. Finding an angle at which to strike the gobblin, a split moment of chance for her to peirce it beween the shoulder blades, hearing it screech in pain as it let go of Zarl.

"This is not a good day to die.... remember that."

She panted out in heavy breath, working their way back towards the tower. She had noticed the wizard some time ago, but there was nothing she could do on her own. Her strength for spells were used, and there was never a way to sneak up on a wizard.

 

[The GrandMage]

Zarl of the Macrai-Itoche (Green)

He grunted, and cleaned his sword off on his pants before sliding it back into it's sheath. It would be easier to carry that way. He began moving back towards the tower with Lavastine, looking out for other attackers.

"Yes, it is a bad day to die. Especially not when I've managed to hook up with a group of beautiful women, eh?" He managed a weak grin, and then hissed in pain. He felt a warm trickle of blood down his back, and knew he would not last long without treatment.

"I don't suppose...you'd happen to know any healing magics? For I'm afraid that the trolls were not quite as appreciate of my wings as you are, and decided to try to rid me of them..."

 

[katalynn]

Lavastine tried to give the same smile at his comment about the women in the group, only to see the pain that his was in. She stopped a moment looking closer at the wound;

"I can stop the bleeding and at least close the wound, but I'm afraid it is nothing compared to what the mage girl can do."

Slowed down a bit in their tracks, making sure it was clear or at least safe enough for a few moments, she would have to do the same to her arm for it has not stopped bleeding it's self.

"This may burn some, though, I will try not to cause to much more pain."

Course for him the burning might actually make it feel better, her hands were a bit shaky from her own pain when she placed them on the outside of the wound.

"flame of healing
heal this wound at my hands.
Flame of healing,
numb the pain that seeps through."

Lavastine spoke in her elven tongue, followed the slight stretching of skin as the wound closed. Flames from her hands licked at the wound to stop the bleeding. To his surprise the flame itself didn't burn as he had expected, it gave off a massaging sensation while it worked on the skin.

Zarl felt her hands leave his wings, the heat still within the wound while it finished. For a moment she was in a daze, she herself had lost much blood, using so much energy.

"Lets go.. you'll be fine now."

It was clear that she was ignoring the state that she was in as she started to run forward again.

 

[Sky Jade]

Evee nodded as Logan came up beside her.

"Yeah, I'm ok. Nothing major wrong."

She looked up as the troll finally got his mace unstuck and lifted it up to attack her once more. She looked down at the sword and then shifted her grasp on the hilt. She lifted it up with a little bit of effort and threw the sword at the troll. It was wildly thrown, but it got stuck in the side of the troll's throat. He roared in pain as he released his mace to grab at his wound. It wasn't a brillant move to release the mace as it fell out of the air and stuck the troll's head, splitting it open. It stumbled a couple of steps before collapsing on the ground beside them.

Evee blinked and blushed.

"Did I do that?"

She back away a couple of feet and then ran to grab her staff from in front of the wizard. She held her staff up defensively, but the wizard only continued to write. Evee blinked and cleared her throat softly.

"Um...Excuse me?"

ooc: Foundt a picture that suited Evee a little better than the old one.


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