Survival - Cyberdays

Franny found herself free, but only long enough to be tackled again unable to spell cast she struggled to throw off her asaliant.

But the asalant was a spell caster too and she was effectively immobilized she couldn't even look up to se the face of her captor as the others came rushing up and a cool calculating vioce spoke "Morrons, I gave you clear orders. Grab her before the druid had his way with her and you botched even that. Well she can still be of use to me at least"

And franny was picked up and carried, she couldn't see felt floating disconnected though she heard everything so perfectly.

Conversation, the footfalls of feet, the sound of wood moving against wood then the sounds of the change in air from moving to the outside in.

She was flung into a corner to wait for a fate she didn't know.

But a hand grabbed her chin and lifted her and she looked into the demon eyes of her captor, "Welcome to hell little mage"
 
Darkmoon:

I spied a hawk soaring across the sky and concentrated and cast so I could see through it's eyes and direct it's movements.

From it's height and with it's vision it didn't take long to locate a small party carrying a figure. A stoop and as it swooped by confirmed it was Fran.

I had the hawk fly into the woods before climbing again and following them from a distance until they reached a building and entered it.

The hawk circled as I made my way to the edge of the clearing then I released it and cast about for a mouse or rat within the house so I could use it's eyes.

Luck was with us and by moving from rodent to rodent I finally found her on the ground floor with a figure bent over her. Now I had to come up with a plan to distract them and let me free her.
 
OOC: hey these are NPCs I made up spur of the moment so feel free to write them too. I am not picky as some when it come sto side charactors.

She looked into the things eyes till it grinned and dropped her chin moving off to do something or other. Looked like a complicated spell. Perhaps a calling spell.

Looked like they wanted her as the bait for calling a demon or something. Well that explained his comment about wanting her before Darkmoon 'had his way' virgin always got a better response though really the things didn't much care either way.

Geeze, she was hopig she'd last a little longer in teh game than a couple days!
 
Darkmoon:

I summoned a mouse as I continued to watch through the others eyes. When it arrived I gave it a 2 inch long piece of briar and moved it back into the house. It left the briar laying on the floor just behind the figure across the room from Fran.

I began casting after I'd readied my bow. I'd also found two others in the front room. One standing at the open door looking out.

Holding the spell I moved so I could see his silouette just inside the door.

I released the spell and filled over half the room with a wall of thorns, 6 inch long thorns on tough briar wood stems. The mouse let me know 'he' was still where he was, doing whatever he was doing as the briar exploded into a thick wall. The thorns penetrated him every where the touched as they tried to fill the space he occupied too.

What ever he'd been doing had been suddenly and severly interrupted.

A scream came from the house and my mouse eye view showed me his thrashing and screaming all at once.

The one in the door turned. I drew and released the arrow. His back arched, he screamed and fell out of the door into the yard. As he twitched his last I nocked another arrow and shifted to a mouse where the other one was.

He had started to the inner room and then spun and ran toward the door.

I left the mouse and drew. As he reached the door and stopped looking down at his dead companion as I released. The arrow took him in mid chest and he fell back into the room silently.

Sword in hand I rushed to the side of the house and looked in the window where Franny and 'he' were. The wall of thorns shook and shivered and the yells and screams of pain continued, although quieter now.

The persepective was very different so I scanned to see where Franny was.
 
Spell bound she was unable to move as she watched thorns come twords her, some reaching to hook her clothing and try to bury her, all that was in her sight was thorns. Lots of thorns.

She shivered and tried to think of something else. But trapped unable to move, to so much as blink she could only stare at the thorns so close to her in a kind of distracted horror, when the disconnected feeling showed her that some of the thorns had indeed cut her a little and she bled in small spots. Only adding to her fear.

She was going to have a good cry after this. Do something so totally feminin and bawl her brains out like a girl. God screw anyone that thought such behavior was weak
 
Darkmoon:

Unable to see Franny in the empty area of the room where she had been when I triggered the spell, I again sought my rodent assistant and watched through his eyes as he made his way, very carefully, through the thorns until he located Franny for me again.

Apparently, for some reason, she had been moved as I was triggering the spell. She was now against the wall closer to the thorns.

Using the mouse I oriented myself and used a knife to cut through the mud and wattle wall and extricate her from the room.
There were some small splotches of blood where a thorn had pricked her and I cast a minor heal to resolve that, but I had no idea how to allow her to move again.

A white powder seemed to be covering her and thinking perhaps that was part of the reason I carried her to the well and, after undressing her, used buckets of water to wash her off and rinse the powder from her clothing.

I held her, wrapped in my blanket, until she recovered gently stroking her hair as she cried with her head buried on my chest.
 
When she cried herself out she was more ready to get going and gladdly. Pulling clean clothing from her sleeves she sighed knowing she was going to have to wash since these weren't travel things but fancier things. Slooser more see through ment to show off the tattoo work of her body without compramising her coverage. Lovely to look at but in a real fight wouldn't last very long.

Hopefully they weren't going to run into a real fight.

She was brushing out her hair as they walked. She was also fairly quiet at the moment trying to think how she could get spells off faster and still not loose the use of a weapon.
 
Darkmoon:

When you've stopped crying I offer you a sip or two from the skin of elven wine. The bouquet reflects all of the fruits used to make it and it has a light taste. It also bestows a feeling of well being.

Well I think we need to learn more about our attackers and your abductors. Let's check the bodies and see what we can learn. Besides taking what they may have that's useful of course. No sense leaving dead men what they can't use but we may be able to use.
 
She nodded but stayed back and let Darkmoon do the work since she didn't want to go near the place. The smell of the other wizard was still strong and made her nervious "Just hurry"
 
Darkmoon:

I was able to recover one arrow, but only the steel head from the other. The shaft had broken when he fell on it. I was able to get a total of 5 gold pieces, 6 silvers and a handful of coppers.
Their swords were inferior quality as were there knives so I just broke the blades and left them.

Inside I looked through the interior doorway into the room where Franny and 'he' had been. I was just able to make out the figure of a human inside of the thorn wall. The 6" thorns has pierced him every place that I could see to the depth possilbe by any covering.

I quietly reversed the spell and watched as the wall shrank back to a small piece of briar. The body settled on the floor. He no longer had eyes and all of the skin visible was pocked by holes.

I removed his pack, took the staff leaning on the wall, and emptied his pouch. I also took a belt with several pouches on it that could be spell components. A quick slash insured that he wouldn't be bothering Fran again and I rejoined her outside.

"Here's all the one in the room had on his person Fran. It seems that some of these things could be spell components and I haven't looked throught his pack as yet. Oh, and here's his staff too," I said laying all out at her feet.

"Take what you can use and the rest we'll destroy before we move on."
 
She turned pale as a sheet and the entire bag plus the staff went up in a ball of flames

"Don't want non of that one's stuff.. it felt.. dirty" she was still pale as putrid black smoke rose from the contents of the bag, most coming from the staff which suddenly screamed like a human and she shuddered again.

It was gone of it fairly quickly "Some people are.. full of nasty habits"
 
Darkmoon:

"Phewww!"

"Well if the smell is any indication that one sure was."

"Well Fran which way do we head on this quest of yours?"
 
She pointed northward and the tall mountians "Up there soemwhere. I'm s'pose to fine a particular dragon who seems to have the spell, at least by what the book said." she pulls a hand copied map out of her sleeve "Here's the general area" she hands it to him to see if he can make sense of it.
 
Darkmoon:

"I think we can find out way to the area, but it's a long walk. Horses would be quicker and a lot easier on the feet.
"By the way, do you have any idea what your dragon will want as payment or a gift to teach you this spell? They don't do it for nothing you know."
 
"Horsews would be faster" she agreed already walking "I'm not sure, the book only said that he taught it to a young made a coupel centeries ago but could be rumor. I'm hoping if I ask nice enough he might tell me and give me time to come up with whatever it is"
 
Darkmoon:

"Fran, Gabriel and the closest stable is this way *pointing the opposite way you're walking* so let's go there first."

"Do you know of any mages we could visit and ask on the way?
"There's a group of druids about a day out of the way and perhaps they may have some information that could help if we asked."
 
She sighed "I dunno kindawanted to get going but you're right we should go back"
She turned and started back "I am new to the area so I don't know any mages. So I guess the druids may be good chioce"






OOC: what happen to our bad guy? SIGH need to go hunting down more players it seems
 
Darkmoon:

OOC: There were posts from "Jeselynn" and "Lethe" why not PM them.

IC:
" Okay we'll check there then."

It was about two hours back to Gabriel, an hour to find good mounts and haggle for them and the tack. Nice of those attackers and kidnappers to pay for them for us. We rode out well equipped and supplied for the journey.

"Well shall it be cross country or follow the roads so there are inns to for eating and to stay in for the night?"
 
"Either is fine really" she responded sitting easy in the saddle, at least for now. She hoped she wasn't going to get saddle sore.

OOC: gawd sorry for the short posts.. I'm just kinda runnng wierd tonight
 
Darkmoon:

OOC: We can take a break for awhile if you wish.

IC:

"Then lets go cross country. Your map showed towns were we can resupply as needed. It will also make it harder for us to be found by whoever is looking for you."

Off we went. Once out of sight of Gabriel and when no one was visible I led us into the woods. We follow game trails and headed toward the 'dragon's area'.
 
OOC: since I still can't seem to get to your PM, I'm just gonna take a break for the weekend, can't seem to think hardly for much posting.
 
OOc: I know.. but the weekends don't seemto see much posting anyway so hopefully it won't be bad. I might try something if I'm needed, but past that, no one better expect eloquence
 
Kandy Rayner/Willow the Wisp

OOC: This may not gel with where you want to go at all, if so lemme know, it's just I thought of an interesting part-humorous, part-dangerous, wholly-perverted little villain.

IC: I strode into the virtuosity station and gave a smile to the guy working security. Then I put my thumb in my mouth, making gobbling motions as I gave him a meaningful look, indicating how I was willing to pay him for helping me. I wanted to play... That is, I wanted to play the special twist to the game which he liked to watch me play. He nodded barely perceptibly towards one of the booths, indicating where his preferred victim was and I followed.

It was a woman. Not spectacularly beautiful, but definately his favorite type. I smiled and looked into the camera which watched over her, rapidly beginning to strip her as I hummed my favorite tune - back from the turn of the 20th/21st centuries... "I just wanna be god!" Soon she was naked and, giving each of her breasts a soft kiss, I walked out and into another booth.

I'd been playing virtuosity since the start and had quickly realised that some of the powers I gained in game were things I continued being able to do outside. Thats when a thought struck me. If things from the game came out, albeit just skills, could I take things from outside the game in? My first successful experiment had just been a car key, useless in itself but good proof that if I concentrated hard enough, I could do it. Now, I used that knowledge to explore my carnal pleasures.

I concentrated on the clothes as I dropped into the game and into my character. Then, stashing them in a magic portal I used, I went hunting.
 
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