WG- Another Shadow Over Hackdirt Options

[Elisabeth Hollow]

I apologize for clogging the free-roaming Wobbly Goblet thread with our mission, as neither of us thought about making another thread(Until I did this morning.)

Once we get a hold of an Admin, we'll see abut putting the rest of the mission here. Until then our Hackdirt posts will be kept here.

[Elisabeth Hollow]

"Bad elf! Bad elf!"

We got caught by these guys?! Kayla thought to herself as the man with bulging eyes came towards her with his club raised. Another man was behind him, positioning himself in front of Drathen's cell. Kayla yelped and dodged the older man's swings as he came down on her head in a downward arc, causing him to stumble forward and few steps. He turned around and, with rage in his features, swung at her again.

Stuck in the bars still, she bent her body backwards, dodging the swing again, but this time she caught the man's arm and with no hesitation, pressed her open palm against his elbow and bent it the opposite way as she extended his arm. The snap of the bones was sickeningly audible in the dark cavern, and the man's large eyes became impossibly larger as he pulled in a breath to scream.

Kayla landed an unmerciful punch to the throat to the man with the dangling right arm, causing him to make a choking sound. He fell on her, his weight causing the bars to slide painfully up her buttocks, but ultimately popping her loose. By this time, the man behind the bars had noticed what was going on. He turned to see her on the ground with the other man writhing in pain as she frantically grabbed his club and hit his head repeatedly. She cried out in pain and surprise when a handful of her hair was grabbed. She narrowed her eyes and waited for the opportunity to knock her opponent out so they could escape.

The man attempted to drag her by her hair away from the bars, but Kayla resisted. She pulled against his grip, causing him to stumble forward. She used his own imbalance to drive the force of her punch as she twisted around and landed a powerful punch into his sternum. His breath escaped in a whoosh as a panicked looked came over his features. He fell to his knees, clutching his stomach and desperately tried to breathe.

Kayla jumped up, her bare feet and legs bloodied from the struggle. A long gash on her left calf leaked blood onto the cave floor, wetting her toes, but went unnoticed by her, despite the throbbing pain edging its way into her consciousness.

She grabbed the man from behind and, with a determined look, wrapped her left arm around his neck and created a vice grip with her right arm pushing his head forward, cutting his air. She pulled him upwards slightly, and within three seconds of futile struggling, he was knocked out.

She leaned her hands on her knees, panting. After composing herself, she ran her blood-soaked fingers, (her own blood, it seemed) through her hair, streaking her forehead. She looked at Drathen and gave him a brief nod.

"I'll get the keys from him." She searched the pockets of both of the Brethren, but found nothing but lint and a familiar bottle. She cursed in Nordic and Cyrodiliic.

"He has my potion!" She seethed. The paralysis potion she'd worked hard on. The one strong enough to paralyze a vampire. She had no pockets, and padded feet were emerging.

"I'm gonna find the key, and my sword. I'll look for your weapons, too." She gestured towards the man interrogating Drathen. "He should be out for a good while, but-"

An enraged groan echoed through the cavern as another bug-eyed man appeared from the darkness. Kayla's hands, slick with her own blood and sweat, dropped the potion near her cell as she took off running. Two more Brethren appeared and followed suit after the Altmer.

This post has been edited by Elisabeth Hollow: Aug 13 2013, 10:00 PM