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Post by Shura on Oct 1, 2003 16:01:08 GMT -5
'Darkwalker' calls Raekk, 'keep the fighters at a distance, and I'll provide some magic tricks to see us through this'
He prepares to cast dispel magic on the enemy mage, and follow up by casting haste on darkwalker.
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Post by EK - Shadow of Death on Oct 1, 2003 16:31:55 GMT -5
Darkwalker's shurikens fly true, but the female, defending the male, takes both projectiles square in the chest. She leans over in pain, letting out a bloody cough, but gets to her feet again. As darkwalker lobs his enchanted dagger, the female throws her darts at him, both landing squarely under his left ribs and penetrating deep. The daggers hurtle forward at a speed that only Darkwalker could acheive, though the female's reactions are just as quick. She jumps to avoid two and takes another through her right arm, blocking the path to her partner, who just finished his spell. With a grunt of pain, the female rips out Darkwalker's dagger from her arm, blood trailing down her biceps, and drops it to the ground, glancing over to the male and smiling sullenly, before collapsing in pain. The male, finished with his spell, had changed to inhman proportions. Easily 7 feet tall and bulging with huge muscles, he grunts beastialy and hurls himself at Darkwalker, screaming inhumanly and bashing him with his quarterstaff with surprising speed.
The dark knight's black aura darkens with the sudden coming of death. He traces a magical rune in the air with a gauntleted finger and a single black cloud descends from the sky. Condensing itself and taking on identifiable proportions, the cloud splits up and assumes the forms of 4 large wyverns. The monsters split up and and ominously circle the arena, eyeing the combatants in general, but all the while keeping their eyes fixed on Hussar.
My lady says Eldritch to Ocean the Arena of Death shall soon merit its name
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Post by Darkwalker on Oct 1, 2003 22:32:12 GMT -5
Cursing in pain, he murmurs a word under his breath and his thick claok fades away only to reappear around hsi body. As soon as it fastens itself around hsi neck, he is encased in a cloud of darkness. With a pained laugh, Darkwalker seems to disappear within the darkness and another enchanted dagger flies from the cloaked warrior as his wounds begin to mend.
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Post by Shadowdragon on Oct 1, 2003 23:47:01 GMT -5
Taking advantage of the knight being off balance, Mako shoves in the direction the knight is already falling and attempts to gore him with his horns as he falls on top of him, trying to place his horns inbetween the knight's armor's laces on his side.
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Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 2, 2003 2:48:19 GMT -5
Seeing the battle raging in the arena, Ocean's body tenses.
Raekk, calls across to Darkwalker to keep the fighters at a distance, while he works some magic.
She watches as Darkwalker throws a dagger which turns into many. A few of them striking true, and hitting the female in the chest, and a third in her arm, as she guards the wizard from attack as he casts.
Pulling the dagger from her arm, the female warrior then hurls two darts at Darkwalker, before collapsing onto the ground.
Darkwalker, takes the two darts deeply in his left side.
The wizard, now done with his spell work, grows in size and girth. He then charges Darkwalker, with a primal yell ensuing from his mouth. As he draws closer however, Darkwalker disappears from the arena. Nothing but a shooting dagger remaining.
A look of astonishment appears on Ocean's face
Movement next to her draws her eyes away from the arena and to Eldritch, whose aura darkens to the darkest color of pitch.
He then raises his hand, and traces a rune in the air.
A single black cloud descends from the sky. As it grows closer to the arena, it divides and transforms into 4 large wyverns. They circle the arena, closely watching Hussar.
Turning back towards Eldritch at the sound of his voice. Ocean begins to worry her bottom lip, but is still unable to keep her eyes long from the battle in the arena.
She glances back just in time to see the minotaur charge the remaining warrior, trying to gore him with his horns
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Post by Hussar on Oct 2, 2003 2:54:29 GMT -5
Well that's just great. Big flying newts. That the best you can do?
Pointing his metal wand at the nearest of the wyverns, the stranger squeezes it. There is a loud bang and a puff of smoke from the end of the stick. He then smacks the wand across his right arm, cracking it in half. Two small cylinders fall out of the opening and land on the floor with a strange tinkling sound. Reaching into his pocket, the stranger pulls out two more cylinders and rams them into the wand. Snapping the wand up makes the two halves snap shut with a click.
Come on ya big lizard ya. I got plenty more where that came from.
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Post by EK - Shadow of Death on Oct 2, 2003 9:32:20 GMT -5
Darkwalker's dagger bites into the male mage's side, but seeing that Darkwalker is nowhere to be found, he runs over to the minotaur and begins to clobber him in the ribs with his quarterstaff.
Mako, in the meanwhile, manages to grab the mercykiller by the throat, squeezing his gorget. Getting closer, the minotaur rips both horns through his side, causing the man to drop his axe and scream in pain. He begins to convulse as Mako's horns tear at his internal organs, causing irreperable damage, but the minotaur is forced to drop him as the mage suddenly pulls up next to him and slams him under the ribs with his quarterstaff, mustering an inhuman amount of force. The minotaur skids to the ground and is dazed as the mage lifts his quarterstaff and brings it down on his head again. He seems to know nothing but fury in his present state.
Suddenly, Raekk's spell flies through the air, hitting the mage in the side. His muscles begin to soften and he begins to shrink, losing the potency of his spell. He curses under his breath, holding his quarterstaff in a defensive position and taking his place next to the guard captain, who has managed to get to his feet.
A magical shotgun, I see says the dark knight, reveling in the violence Impressive
The stranger's wand fires the strong particles straight at the nearest wyvern, catching it in the hindleg. He roars in surprise and calls on its brethren. Two swoop down at the stranger, attempting to sting him with their deadly tails while the other two stay in the air, ready to reinforce the offense.
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Post by Shura on Oct 2, 2003 15:59:58 GMT -5
The trouble with Wyverns, Raekk thought, was that under all that brain, brwan and poison lay a mind of an overgrown gecko. Knowing this he dimension doored up the the nearest and launched his psionic blast.
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Post by Shadowdragon on Oct 3, 2003 2:48:39 GMT -5
Mako, somewhat stunned by the mage's strange behavior, not to mention repeated blows to the head, realized that the spell is no longer in effect and that the mage is just a mage again.
"My turn!"
He gets back to his feet and "bull rushes" the pair, swiping at the mage with his axe as he shoulders into the knight, trying to use his massive weight to re-ground the warrior.
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Post by Hussar on Oct 3, 2003 9:31:03 GMT -5
The stranger dives between the legs of one of the wyverns. Spinning onto his back, he swings the chattering, vibrating sword around in an arc. As it contacts the base of the tail, he grabs a hold of his wrist and suddenly the vibrating noise from the sword gets much louder. Blood showers down on the stranger as he cuts into the wyvern's tail.
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Post by EK - Shadow of Death on Oct 3, 2003 9:43:01 GMT -5
The mage brings up his quarterstaff to block, but the blow from Mako's axe is extremely powerful and knocks him back, throwing him to the ground and breaking his weapon. As the minotaur shifts his weight and rushes the captain, the mercykiller drops his sword and punches Mako in the side with his cestus, piercing the minotaur's side and shredding his skin. The captain, too, takes the blow, and is thrown to the ground, though he falls directly down, instead of flying far, like the mage.
Raekk's psionic blast hits the nearest wyvern, shorting its brain and causing it to convulse temporarily, but still maintain its flight. Roaring, the wyvern next to it it turns around and pounces on the wizard, tearing at him with its claws and stinging his leg.
Just as it seems that the wyvern would overwhelm the wizard with its weight, the stranger's vibrating sword slices through the air, tearing off the monster's tail. The lost appendage falls to the ground, convulsing and flailing in a quickly growing pool of red blood. The wyvern hisses in return, and wraps its long forelegs around the mage, pinning his arms to his sides. Leaping into the air, the lizard stays at a high altitude and takes vicious bites at Raekk
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Post by Shura on Oct 3, 2003 16:07:30 GMT -5
Raekk hisses a curse and thinks of a way to get at the pesky reptile. he would need altitude. Englargement, of course. As he flet the world growing smaller and his muscles growing, he realised something was wrong. Some part of the spell had gone wild, and ectoplasmic mist formed around him, escaping from his ears, nostrils, mouth, and other orifices. (dm decides affects)
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Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 4, 2003 3:10:59 GMT -5
Watching the sport down in the arena, Ocean's facial expressions change from one moment to the next. One moment awe, the next worry, and then enthrallment, as the warriors are covered in blood and being conquered one at a time.
The smell of blood and the screams of the injured exciting her.
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Post by EK - Shadow of Death on Oct 4, 2003 9:57:21 GMT -5
The extoplasmic gas exuding from Raekk encases the wyvern, causing it to suddenly explode in size, rippling to the size of a dragon. The sudden change in size, caused the wyvern to drop Raekk to the ground, a fall that the dextrous mage was easily able to correct and landed properly. The huge wyvern suddenly realized the change and dove on the mage, hoping to bite him in half.
The dark knight issued something akin to a low laugh.
My lady, do you have any requests for the Arena? he asks, Perhaps you would like a certain monster released in it? Or would you like to fight in it yourself?
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Post by Shadowdragon on Oct 4, 2003 10:56:25 GMT -5
Once again attempting to use his horns to great advantage, Mako follows the mercykiller to the ground attempting to impale him under his helmet catching his throat and attempting to rip his head free of the rest of his body.
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