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| Lord Revan |
Sep 8 2007, 02:19 AM
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Joined: 6-May 06
From: Texas, USA

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Issac, Sewers
He spun when he heard Satyana scream behind him. Green light suddenly illuminated the section of the hallway they were in as Issac cast a light spell. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Satyana's leg. By the Devines! I was careless, I should have cast the spell as soon as I'd made it down the stairs.
Issac took a breath and kneeled down beside his lover. He placed one hand reassuringly on Satyana's forehead. "Satyana, please, be still for a moment." The Altmer gave her a encouraging nod before turning to look at her injury.
That's definitely broken, I can't heal anything like this. Take some of the pain away and stop any bleeding, but that's all. Issac pondered what to do, he could try to coax her into unconsciousness and cast a feather spell and try climbing back up with Satyana, or try to find a healer or medic and bring them down here.
No, leaving Satyana here, even for ten minutes, is the worst thing to do. He glanced back the way they'd both come, a little far to carry her (dragging was not an option) and then climb a ladder. Issac met Satyana's gaze, a conflicting look on his face. Then he forced away the desperation, and said. "I can't heal your leg, Satyana, and I can't just leave you here to find someone who can." His hands began working one of his best healing spells, But I'll do my best to help."
OCC: So, Dantrag, you have a preference for who Cerpin gets, or does it still not matter?
This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Sep 8 2007, 06:27 PM
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| Dantrag |
Sep 9 2007, 05:05 AM
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Councilor

Joined: 13-February 05
From: The cellar of the fortress of the fuzz

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OOC: what did you have in mind? QUOTE(minque @ Sep 7 2007, 06:47 PM)  Brianna
She was walking rather tight behind Rahvin, as silent as she could.
I´m safe with him...safer than I ever have been. I wonder ....I wonder when he found out he loved me? Because he does....now. I wonder if he sometimes think about....her?. I wonder what will happen if she suddenly returns? Will he stick with me? If he leaves me now I´ll kill myself...
"Rahv! Did you hear that? That scream, is it human?" she whispered
Rahvin"I don't know," he answered, "But that's the way we have to go." He proceeded with even more caution than before while still making the gap between him and Brianna larger. He peeked around the next corner and saw two figures in the dark. One seemed to be injured. He motioned for Brianna to stay still behind him while he waited to figure out what was happening. AltairAltair launched a volley of fire on the zombies below, but couldn't help but think that he and Flogir should be making strategy right now, not fighting on the front lines in a relatively minor fight that was nothing more than a minor threat to the city at this point. RannRann fired some shots from the wall with his bow, but he was somewhat preoccupied. Before he had gone into the sewers, Dalrus had been resting with the others, but now he couldn't seem to find her, and often found himself looking. AeronaThe soldiers had long gone, taking the treasured goods from the cellar and to whatever officer handled such things. She was alone outside the door now, wanting to keep an eye on the infected Eurod. The sun was setting, and his first change would come soon. She only wished that she could venture outside for some herbs; then the cure would be no hard thing to have. Only the hordes of snake-men and zombies kept it out of reach. This post has been edited by Dantrag: Sep 9 2007, 05:41 AM
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| Lord Revan |
Sep 9 2007, 05:57 AM
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Joined: 6-May 06
From: Texas, USA

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OCC: Issac cast magical light over himself and Satyana, so they should be easy to identify. I have to go to bed in three minutes, so I'll answer that tomorow (sp.).
Issac
He managed a slight smile and shook his head, "I'm not going to leave you here. But I think we could mana-" Issac's voices trailed off as he heard the faint but recognizable sound of footsteps and voices. The Altmer turned his head, and saw the silhoutted figure looking around the corner.
Strictly for illumination purposes, he fired off a very weak fireball down the center of the hallway. As the spells struck the far wall, the brief bloom of heat and light revealed a familiar Dunmer face. "Unbelievable; we go looking for them and they find us." He muttured quetly, to both Satyana and himself.
"Rahvin, you can't imagine how glad we are that you're still alive and you weren't a werewolf or something!" Issac called.
This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Sep 9 2007, 05:58 AM
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| minque |
Sep 9 2007, 05:20 PM
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Wise Woman

Joined: 11-February 05
From: Where I can watch you!!

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OOC: Ehh..I don´t exactly had anything special in mind, just that I think something should happen, like Satyana getting hurt. Now I did want Rahvin and Brianna to meet with Issac and Satyana, so that is fulfilled! Now Satyana has no warm feelings for her mom, she hasn´t forgiven her for abandoning her, but she really loves Rahvin ...so let´s see how this encounter will develop! I´m going to make a minor twitch now! Satyana"Rahvin! Thank the Divines, you´re alive! Oh I´m so happy!" She stretched herself towards Rahvin, forgetting about her broken leg, which immediately caused her severe pain "Ahhhhrrrr!!! oh nooo! She screamed when the broken bones in her leg moved. She fell down on the damp floor again, deadly pale. Then she noticed Brianna approaching, and her face became empty. "So you´re alive as well?, Well now you´ve got an opportuniyy to make up to me....by healing this" She pointed at her leg BriannaBrianna bit her lip, the tone in her daughter´s voice was if not hostile, at least not very friendly. She hasn´t forgiven me yet...."Satyana, dear, let me have a look at you" Bree kneeled by her side and examined the broken leg. It shouldn´t be a problem to heal, it´s a clean break, just have to keep the broken ends together when I speak the incantation"Ok, Rahvin, Issac, help me hold her still, I´ve got to keep the leg straight and very still so it heals properly" Brianna grabbed the leg, Satyana moaned, it did hurt quite a bit. Everything was ready....Brianna spoke the incantation.... But just as she spoke, a shadow appeared on the wall, Brianna´s hands jerked.....and the awful sound of bones being crushed was heard. "Oh nooooooo!" Brianna yelled when she watched the deformed lump that had been her daughter´s left leg... SatyanaShe didn´t believer her eyes! The leg was not broken anymore but it was deformed and bent...She jumped to her feet, and almost stumbled...her left leg was about 7 cm shorter than her right one. Her eyes were on fire when she turned to her mother: "YOU! Don´t EVER touch me again!...You hear me? NEVER AGAIN!" Satyana grabbed Rahvin´s arm, looking him straight into his eyes: "I know you love her! That´s fine with me, but please keep her as far away from me as possible! Come Issac, I´ll have to lean on you to be able to walk...." BriannaBrianna was devastated, she couldn´t explain why her hands jerked just at the critical monent, but the result was a sheer catastrophy....she would never get near her daughter again! "I...I could break it up and try again.." she said silently SatyanaShe spun around and if looks could kill, Brianna would be stone-dead "Didn´t you hear me? I do NOT want you to touch me! I´ll be ok for now, I´ll find a proper healer ....pfffr!"
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| jack cloudy |
Sep 9 2007, 09:08 PM
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Joined: 11-February 06
From: In a cold place.

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OOC: Wanna discuss strategy, Dantrag? I'll open up a possibility.
Flint Ironwood.
As soon as the zombies caught on fire, Flint reversed his hold, throwing them into unaffected groups, which caught fire as well. Soon, over half the attacking force was burning to ash. The catapults hurled rock after rock at the horde, crushing corpses left and right. ,,Dumb formation, it's a killer." He noted.
Reinforcements arrived on the walls, armed with oiled arrows and torches. Flaming arrows were fired at the stragglers, soon decimating the remnants.
When the battle ran at its end, an officer of the Bruman army ran up to Flogir and Altair. ,,Sirs. Siegemaster Odrik. I came to report that our stock of siege ammunition is dwindling. I request permission to renew the supply." He barked. He then added in a lower tone of voice. ,,The best supply however, are the buildings here. My crew know what they're dealing with, but other regiments might be discouraged if we start taking apart our own stronghold from within."
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Fabulous hairneedle attack! I'm gonna be bald before I hit twenty.
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| Dantrag |
Sep 11 2007, 04:20 AM
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Councilor

Joined: 13-February 05
From: The cellar of the fortress of the fuzz

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Cerpin
Ian didn't know it yet, but in order for him to take the body Ian offered, he had to be the commanding soul in Ian's.
So he took control of Ian suddenly and easily due to years of experience, and transferred his soul to the poor Breton through the magic of the glove.
The glove was now on the Breton's hand, and Ian had enough time to regain complete control over his body.
"Sorry about that," he said with a shrug (how glad he was that he could shrug!) as he took the glove from his hand and tucked it away in the folds of the blue robe, "You didn't really give me a chance to warn you."
Rahvin
He listened to Brianna, unsure of which question to answer. He finally decided on the last one, figuring that the others were better discussed in private.
"We're going back up, same as those two," he answered, pointing to the limping Satyana and Issac, "After that we'll talk about your theories."
Rann
Rann didn't think that the use of building material would demoralize anyone; it was actually a pretty smart idea, and once the soldiers saw large chunks of wall crushing a score or more of snake-people and undead, their morale would be in fine condition.
He wasn't the leader though, and didn't really want to be. He'd leave it to Flogir and Altair, his leaders of choice.
Altair/Veric
Altair stopped casting spells for a moment to stroke his chin at the dilemma put before them by the siegemaster. He agreed with Flogir's assessment.
"You know more about the thoughts of soldiers than I, so if you don't believe that morale will suffer too greatly, then by all means go for it."
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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| The Metal Mallet |
Sep 11 2007, 04:55 AM
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Master

Joined: 18-June 06
From: Kitchener, ON, Canada

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Flogir
Flogir nodded.
"Well if you don't mind, Altair, I'm going to release the wall command to you for a little bit while I get this new project underway," he was about to go but paused once again. "Rann, I suggest you stay here and lend your bow fire. Voltar you can stay aswell; your magic could prove to be useful. Flint and Amrita, you two come with me. I want you to come Flint because it was your idea and I don't want to mess up what you want to do so I want you to listen to my orders. Amrita, you're just tagging along."
Voltar simply nodded but Amrita looked like she was about to voice a complaint. Instead she held her tongue as Flogir fixed the Altmer with a look. She gestured to move on and Flogir left to the reserves.
Once there, he called over a sergeant.
"Greetings Sergeant. Our siegemaster has notified me that we are running short on ammunition..." he nodded to Flint, "My companion here suggested we should take down any unless buildings to use and break them down into manageable, projectile pieces for ammunition. Did I get that right, Flint?"
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| jack cloudy |
Sep 11 2007, 06:25 AM
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Master

Joined: 11-February 06
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Flint Ironwood. OOC: Actually, it was Odrik's suggestion. I'll say that the two understand each other and the siegemaster is checking up on the catapults elsewhere.
Flint followed Flogir and now he nodded. ,,Yup. Most professional catapult rounds are taken from the same grove these building's stone walls are. They might be a bit more random in their trajectory, but they'll work. And if anything, how about loading them loosely brick by brick? Such a pile would spread and cause headaches in a large area if fired." (OOC: think shotgun.)
,,Furthermore, if we have to retreat to the palace, taking down some buildings would give is a free field of fire here. Any unsuitable materials to be launched can be used to make barricades and stuff."
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