Jonathan Constantine

After a strike that came to dangerously close to his head, he decided to heed Flogir's advice, and focus.

"So.. where is your weakness... Hah, bad footing, twas always a killer.."

Jonathan noticed the clones, constant, mistake. It's footing was just so, his earlier blow towards the clone knocked it off balance, if he could just repeat..

He pulled his weight behind one swing, it'd be a gambit, but he was always a gambler. If it suceeded he could have this fight over in seconds.. If not, well the fight would be over in seconds regardless, just not with the intended outcome. His sword arched horizontally towards the copy, which in turn put it's flat part of the sword against his hand and attempt to reinforce the block.

The swords connected, but with Jonathan's breaking the guard and throwing the clone to the ground. Jonathan quickly stepped on it's sword arm to keep it supressed and plunged his sword down between the neck of the clone. The body twiched for a few seconds, and then went coldly limp, disenigrating before his very eyes. "Ha, I win.."

After his gloat over the fading body, Jonathan rushed to reinforce Flogir...

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Rann

The strategy didn't fit his style. Keep him dodging? That was his own main strong point; using speed and agility rather than brute force to gain advantage. He was usually the one that kept to dodging. He'd die any other way.

It soon didn't matter, as the real target ran away and left his copies to do the real work. "hamster." was all he had to say as he put his back to Ian's as the circle of cpoies around them grew smaller.

Dalrus, Chorrol


Dalrus fired one last blast at one of the copies and it fell apart. Suddenly she stopped with the electric flow through her body and the area suddenly became less windy. "Well that was interesting. What could have drawn him away?" she said aloud. "I don't think we've seen the last of him," she said to herself. She grabbed a drink of comberry punch and gave a sigh of relief. "Satyana, what should we do now?" she asked her friend.



The Silhouette, Near Cheydinhal

Darkness, it was spreading in the east. The Silhouette had already been to morrowind, he had burnt many villages on the border and goblins and bandits from the Valus mountains started to receive his call, coming down and setting up camps on the Cyrodiil side. Dark things from caves, that should not be seen in daylight came. Ogres, trolls, vampires, necromancers, daedra, and many others, all came to him. Word of this has not reached everyone, only rumors, many many rumors of what was going on.

"Sir!" said a robed mage as he rode into the Arcane University.

"What is it Vadonus" barked Silnder, the leader of the Mages guild.

"You have heard of those rumors, those ones about the evil in the east?" he said getting off as a guard took his horse to the stables.

"Yes i have heard them!" he yelled in an evil whisper-voice, his eyes were dark and he did not look at Vadonus in the eye.

"Sir, the necromancers we were sent to root out left, at least a day before we arrived. Not only that we came upon a shrine and we saw the daedra and cultists leaving, all going east," Vadonus said worriedly.

"Many things go east Vadonus, many things." he said as seven mages with dark robes on came out of the building. "We have business east, in Cheydinhal" he said putting on his hood and calling for their horses

"I will look after things while you are gone" said vadonus "as usual"

"NO!" Silnder yelled. "No you will not, Mintriel, the librarian will" he said smiling. Mintriel, was not a warrier and only cared about history and the books.

Luper Alkad, having fun.

Luper was merrily drinking as he watched the show. When one of the clones came too close though, He dashed forward, grabbed the clone with one hand and smacked it against a nearby wall. The blade of Chrysamere plunged into the thing's back a moment later, pinning it to the wall.
,,Well, maybe I can get my share of the fun?"

Flint Ironwood, pessimistic.

Flint noticed satisfied that his blast did have the result of knocking the clones of their feet. However, that just seemed to spark the battle which was something he had wished to avoid. Worst of all, the original had now taken interest in him.
"Oh, great. I'm death" He thought as he went into a defensive stance. It had been literally years since the last time he'd really fought.
"Point-blank telekinetic barrage, that might work. Long enough for me to hop away." Flint thought and took one step forwards. He raised both of his blades and then cut downward, unleashing both of the sword's powers as he did so. Then, he jumped back to see how it worked.

ooc:Yeah i probably should have helped a bit more during the fight...

Sodsa Hekal, the party

Sodsa crouched down in front of a clone and pulled out a dagger, slicing the clone up the front with it. With the Clone still recovering from the slash, Sodsa grabbed another dagger and tossed it right at the clone's chest, causing him to fall over backwards. As Sodsa was looking over his kill and bent down to retrieve his dagger, he felt an excruciating pain in his right arm and looked back to see another clone bring down its deadric shortsword onto his shoulder. Sodsa yelled out in pain and clasped the mutilated shoulder.

edit: ooc: wait, how many are there again? I took out one, Luper just got one, Floro got one, i have another attacking me... that leaves?

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Luper Alkad, to the resque!

The clone raised its shortsword and brought it down once more on the Bosmer. The sword though was stopped by the pure blade of Chrysamere.
,,Not that fast, pal. Never forget about your surroundings." Luper grinned as he smacked an armoured fist into the clone's face, making it stagger. He then fired a lance of fire through its heart.

Turning to the Bosmer, Luper crouched down.
,,Need help? That shoulder is pretty much busted unless we can find a decent healer."


(Yeah, surprising considering their 'brawl' earlier. But that's just how Luper is. He's decided that the clones are the bad guys and therefore helps anyone who's fighting them.)


Edit: Err, there were six. With this one gone, that leaves two? And Karn himself of course.

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Sodsa Hekal, saved...

Sodsa looked up at the redguard and pulled on him to stand up with his good arm. "Yeah, i figured, i had best get this thing fixed or else I'm a good as dead in the long run, even if i do live through this." Sodsa looked around and saw that the other two clones preoccupied. "Well, thanks, I guess you aren't a total honoured user after all." Sodsa tried to pull out a chuckle and managed a weak one. "So where's this healer your talkin' about?"

Luper Alkad, helping.

Luper though about the question. Did he know some good healers? Well, he did know a few back in Morrowind, his Morrowind. However, that was a bit too far right now.
,,Well, I'm proud of my reputation so don't tell anyone. Now about that shoulder. I'd say there should be a healer in the nearest temple. Wanna fly there? I'm a real fast flyer." He said and extended his hand.

Sodsa Hekal, in pain

"Fly? I've never flown before." Sodsa looked at the hand, "And i don't think i've properly introduced myself, I'm Sodsa Hekal, a rogue of sorts."

Satyana, to the rescue

Trouble ahead, Satyana thought seeing at least the nice Bosmer being hurt....and Flint? wasn´t he..ah well, and when Dalrus asked her what was to be done, there was only one answer:

"Helping those who are wounded"

Satyana didn´t realy grasp the battle but basicall sneaked her way into it, trying to get close to the Bosmer since she reckoned he was the first to need help.

She noticed the handsome Breton who Dalrus kissed before....and she gave him a quick glance before she fell on her knee beside Sodsa the Bosmer.

His shoulder looked nasty, and she pulled out some foul-smelling grime which she put directly on the wound.

"Yes it will hurt at first but be patient, it will help you in a short while"

She looked around all the time hoping that nobody would try to kill her ......and searched for more wounded...

Luper Alkad, getting out of here.

Luper stepped back to let the woman do her job.

,,Assassins here and strange talks of necromancers and bandits heading east. What's going on with this place?" A nearby guard said. He seemed rather reluctant to join the battle. Luper shrugged as he shook the Wood elf's hand.
,,Luper Alkad, swordswinger and battlemage of sorts."

After the introductions, Luper walked away, without looking back.
"Bad guys are heading east? I should take a look then." He thought, his hand gripping Chrysamere's handle.


(Alright, the Silhouette might notice some death bad guys lying around. Those have been taken care of by Luper before he dissappeared. Nothing but a minor nuisance to the Silhouette really. Consider Luper to be out of the RP, he was simply too powerful.)

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Flogir

It seemed the battle was winding down as the clone he and the Imperial had engaged was defeated. He looked around and saw that there were significantly lower numbers of clones.

Puffing deeply, Flogir wiped the sweat from his brow. I'm getting too old for this... he mused in his head as he turned back to the Imperial.

"Now that we have a bit of time, I can finially get your name. Mr...?" Flogir said, extending his hand.

Sodsa, being treated

Sodsa saw Luper walk off and was about to say something but Satyana just placed the gunk into his wound and he grimaced. "Hrm, Satyana right? Well I thank you, i don't know what i'd do if this thing was crippled." Sodsa leaned up against a wall and started to wrap this shoulder with his old shirt.

ooc:Figures he buys something new and its already ruined

Jonathan Constantine

"Constantine, Jonathan Constantine" Jonathan replied, returning the gesture. He smirked a little, "Quite a little exercise aye?" He planted his sword in the ground.

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Flogir

"Aye. I haven't worked as hard as that since that one time a group of bandits thought they could rob me. That was.... five years ago," he said, laughing dryly. Finally he caught his breath.

"Let's go have some ale, Jonathan. It better be on the house now," he said to Jonathan, waving the Imperial to follow him along.

OCC: Oh god! I called him an Imperial again! Sorry!

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Jonathan Constantine

"One second, I'm going to find out if anyone needs anymore help.. That Bosmer looks pretty torn up.." Jonathan trotted over towards Satyana and the little elf.

"Madam, sir? Do you require any assistance?" He asked, eying the woman a fraction of a second longer then the Bosmer.

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Satyana

Satyana looked up, facing the Breton, she smiled and nodded

"Thank you Sir, I´d appreciate a hand with this poor man here, he´ll be better off a bit out of the heat..maybe you could help me move him inside so he can get some rest"

Satyana stood up, she was a tall woman but not as tall as the Breton..

"By the way I´m Satyana, student at The University of Tamriel.....Jonathan was it?" She smiled at him again....and felt a bit....shaky...sort of

Sodsa Hekal

Sodsa looked at Jonathan and gave him a curt nod, "Hey, thanks for the offer." Sodsa looked at Satyana's face and smiled, "Well if we can get me into that room you were talking about, I can leave you two alone faster."

Karn

The "deaths" of his clones caused Karn to flich, and the Breton's telekenetic wave blasted him of the wall.
Just before Karn hit the ground, though, he righted himself and slammed onto his feet and felt a dull pain in his legs.
Then he looked up and watched as the fools were already thinking that this was over. Now furious Karn was about to cast a powerful technique, when suddenly a quiet whispering voice flowed through his mind.
Come...... Come to me The voice was tantalizing, and now that Karn stopped to think about it, he realized this battle was a lost cause. Next time, He said telepathically. Next time will be different.

And with that he turned and departed moving so fast that he wasn't visible anymore........

Ian

That was quick, Ian thought. Maybe I should tag along with these young ones for awhile, especially Rann. He's got some potential...... He reminds me of Issac. How long has it been since I've talked to you son? He knew that it had been several months ago since he'd seen Issac. Karn was gone, for now. The others were already addressing their wounds. Smart kids, they'll do fine. he thought to himself. Might as well get my stuff, could be moving on by tommarow......... And Ian walked toward the castle doors. Matbe I should send for Issac, It's been far too long since I last saw him.........

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Jonathan Constantine

"It is, it is.." Jonathan grinned a bit, and pushed a thought out of his mind, "So shall we get you inside?" He said to particularly no one, and moved to help the Bosmer up. With an arm around his neck and his supporting the mer they began to hobble towards the building.

"So Ms.. Is is it Mrs.?.. Satyana, what are you studying at the University?" Jonathan already knew the answer to the first question, but asked anyways. Perhaps it was just required of him, but he relished in the first of the catch.