To Heir is Human XV - Playground, The fifteenth. Options

[minque]

Satyana

She looked around, for the moment could nothing be done about the fact that Telina´s lifeless body still lay beside them, her and Issac.

A figure came limping in their direction.....Was it?? really? Flogir?...but he was obviously hurt....

Satyana rose to her feet and almost ran towards flogir....


"Oh Flogir....are you badly hurt? Come, let me help you! Now if you´re not as stubborn as my dear brother that is.....and deny help from me!"

Satyana frowned....thinking of Rann made her upset....now apparently their sister had found a way to Rannie´s heart....that annoyed her quite a bit but she wouldn´t ever admit it

Where has my quiet comfortable life gone to? Where are my nice interesting days at The University of Chorrol?..Where are the cozy weekends at Sarethi Manor, with grandma and Athyn....?

[The Metal Mallet]

OOC: Didn't Telina's body disappear in a blast of light?

Flogir

Flogir couldn't help but chuckle at Satyana's remark. "Don't worry, lass. I'm not stubborn enough to reject help from you. So, if you wouldn't mind getting this leg here back to normal, I'd mighty appreciate it."


Amrita

Amrita was examining the current location after the beast left. She stopped a moment when she noticed that Rann was examining his arms. Amrita only noticed that they appeared to be smudged with a black substance before he hastily covered them up again. Amrita withheld raising her eyebrow up in curiosity as Rann asked his question.

"Sure, let's meet him," she replied and began to walk with him to the old man.

On the way, something occurred to her. Rann had casted a powerful shield spell on her, yet she didn't really sense any true magical ability in her brother to do so. "So, Rann.... I have to admit, I didn't take you as a magicka user. Where did you receive your training, if you don't mind me asking?"

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Yes, she did, ah well, simple mistake to correct.

Issac, helping Satyana out a bit.

He followed his love over to Flogir, greeting the commander with a kind nod.
While his magicka had not quite replenished itself, Issac had enough to spare some.

The Altmer focussed some of his energy into a fortify magicka spell and willingly donated it to Satyana.
"Work your magic, 'Tyana," He remarked lightly. Then he sat down on a nearby piece of debris and watched.

-Ian-

Undead hero and porphyric hemophilliac danced back and forth, one gaining ground before the other pushed back.

Ian found himself, oddly enough, challenged to gain any advantage and keep it against this experienced warrior.
The desecrated corpse was slightly stronger than him, but slower than the nimble and lighly armored vampire.

Then Ian suddenly remembered a fight nineteen years ago, at the gates of Kvatch.
In his mind's eye, the Dunmer was a mighty Dremora Markynaz.

The mindless zombie that intruded upon their duel was a devine blessing in disguise. In one flowing motion, Ian kicked the zombie in the direction of the Dunmer's thrust.
Half-decayed flesh easily parted as the katana drove home. Just like the leather shield so many years ago, the zombie's chest caught the sword rather nicely.

Wasting no time, the vampire knocked the zombie aside, and the Dunmer's blade with it. The moment of defenslessness was all it took.....

[minque]

OOC: Didn´t Haldin take care of his mom´s corpse? I think he should..it would be so decent, right?


Satyana

She smiled at Issac, gladly accepting his donated magicka....she could use it well, being quite exhausted from the last events.

"Ok, Flogir....lay still now, I´m going to lift your leg, yes it will hurt quite a bit, but I must make sure the leg heals the right way!"

She gently grabbed his leg and put her hands around the ankle.....focussing she silently muttered the words of healing, while she slowly massaged his leg;

"Ahhh....slut eder, vävnader, slut eder och förbli helade i ett stycke"

The flesh and bone slowly moved under her hands and she realised her skills were intact....Flogir´s leg would soon be quite ok. She panted.....the strain of keeping the magic flow was taking it´s tribute out of her, but she stayed on.....focussing hard

With a smile and a sigh of relief she let go of the now completely healed leg. As always it was most satisfying to be able to make human tissue to assemble and regain its normal shape

Finally she gave Flogir some green leaves..

"chew these....it will get you off the worst pain...but beware..they are addictive"

OOC: O_o.....what is she giving him???

[Dantrag]

Cerpin

Cerpin acted as if he was trying to dodge, but still let the spell hit. Immediately realizing that it was a paralyzation spell, he dispelled it with a spell of his own - he had to be able to move to touch Mannimarco with the glove.

He summoned a fireball, but instead of releasing it, he let it hover above the palm of his hand. As he stood there, he suddenly realized the presence of the parasite. It made him smile.

All the worse for you Mannimarco, when you find yourself in this body.

Amrita

Amrita was examining the current location after the beast left. She stopped a moment when she noticed that Rann was examining his arms. Amrita only noticed that they appeared to be smudged with a black substance before he hastily covered them up again. Amrita withheld raising her eyebrow up in curiosity as Rann asked his question.

"Sure, let's meet him," she replied and began to walk with him to the old man.

On the way, something occurred to her. Rann had casted a powerful shield spell on her, yet she didn't really sense any true magical ability in her brother to do so. "So, Rann.... I have to admit, I didn't take you as a magicka user. Where did you receive your training, if you don't mind me asking?"

Rann

"I didn't," he answered, "It's just something I was born with."

They reached the old man, who was standing by a fountain. Rann was tempted to use the fountain to wash his wounds, but he didn't want to contaminate it too badly. Instead, he just held out a bloody hand towards the telepath.

"Nice work out there," he greeted.

[jack cloudy]

Mannimarco.

Cerpin smiled after being hit. Yet, it made Mannimarco only more amused.
,,So, you managed to dispell my curse. Do you think that makes you powerful? There is more than meets the eye to some things." He gloated, casting a casual glance at the fireball.
,,Now, surrender your life to me!" Again he cast a curse, this one intended to drain the man's life and grant it to the King of Worms.


Flint Ironwood.

Flint had collected his pile of belongings and finished most of his repairs. Now, he was having a meal with Odrik and trying to catch as much rest as he could. Who knew when the next attack would be.
,,Ya know, we aren't going to last much longer if we don't get a long break. Think we should fill up the breach now?" He mumbled between chewing a loaf of moldy bread. The Bruman siegemaster nodded.
,,Yea, that would be good. You might want to take it up with the commander."

Seeing as that felt like a good idea, Flint got up, swallowed the last of his bread and then marched over towards the breach. He'd last seen Flogir around there and he hoped the man had gotten through in one piece.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Ian's moving into position, since vampires are undead, shouldn't a drain life have little affect on one (storywise)?

Ian

The Narza'Tai were holding their own, but their strength would begin to wane shortly. Ian found Cerpin and Mannimarco in his periphery. Out of Mannimarco's view, he made his way toward the two combatants were, leaving a trail of disected limbs and gore behind him.

[Agent Griff]

Dan, with Rann and Amrita

As Dan refreshed himself at a fountain he was approached by two mildly familiar figures. After a few moments of properly looking at them, Dan remembered them. They were the two warriors which fought the alien beast which fought for the enemy as a champion of sorts. Dan smiled at the sight of the brave pair, knowing that it took skill to defeat an opponent such as the alien. Dan barely managed to do so together with three other companions, while these two managed with half the number. The male, a slim Dunmer, extended his hand with a greeting, congratulating Dan for the fine work he had done at the breach.

"It would have been in vain, were it not for the defeat of the enemy champion at your hands. He is a cunning one however. He has been defeated twice thus far, but I am afraid that he will not be so easy to defeat the third time. That creature seems to have no weak spot! How can one slay such a fiend? Nevertheless, your feats have granted us time, precious time to renew our defences in preparation for the next attack. My blade hungers for the flesh of our enemies, yet let us hope that the next attack is at least a day away, if not two." Dan said telepathically to the pair, after scrubbing his hand clean of blood with a piece of cloth he wrapped around his fist.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: I can't help but enjoy the situation, the heroes drive off the Plys'Iea but overlook the fact the alien is still inside their territory with them...... and a lot of defensless civilians.

Plys'Iea

Carefully, he approached the tent camp, sensing all of the men and women walking, talking, and breathing within. The hunter stowed his staff, this task would be better suited for his bare hands. In a matter of minutes, he snuffed out five lives wityhout giving away his presence.

Theatrically, he mutilated the bodies after they were dead. Seeing their kin dead in such a state tends to demoralize these creatures. A few of the bodies looked like off-duty military officers, he made sure he left their faces in good enough condition to be identifiable to their fellows.
With this piece of internal sabotage finbished, the alien skulked away before he could be detected.

[jack cloudy]

OOC: Well, we could debate about what is actually being drained in a drain life spell. I personally think it's some kind of soul essence. But whatever, we'll make Ian resistant to it. I'm also going ahead and have Ceprin get hit. The point was for him to get beat up anyway.

Mannimarco:

The Necromancer cackled as he felt Cerpin's life flow into his body.
,,Yes, surrender it, surrender your life!"

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann was a bit surprised that the man in front of them replied telepathically, but he soon made the realization that he was a mute.

"I don't think they'll hold off for a day," he answered, "And my sister and I have a monster to finish off - maybe you'd like to join us?"

Rann wanted to obtain a weapon of better quality before he faced the alien again, but in their current situation, he wasn't sure if that was even possible.

Cerpin

Cerpin allowed Mannimarco to drain some of his life energy, but he cut the necromancer's spell short with one of his own. He hurled his fireball towards the King of Worms and at the same placed a spell of blindness on his opponent. His hope was that the necromancer wouldn't even see the fireball coming.

Cerpin spotted a soul gem in Mannimarco's hand, and knowing what was contained within, he glanced over at Ian, hoping to make eye contact.

[Agent Griff]

Dan, with Rann and Amrita

"It would be an honour to slay that fiend once and for all. My manners have been rather poor as of late, such is the effect of war on a man. Let me introduce myself. My name is Dan, though I have sometimes gone by the name of Blade-Tongue, and as you can see I have no tongue. I speak with my mind and my blade alone, for words are ultimately useless. What might be your name, master Dunmer? And yours, milady?" Dan asked as he looked at the two standing in front of him. He then looked over to the sky. Night was falling and a blood red sunset was close.

All the better for spilling blood

This post has been edited by Agent Griff: Nov 8 2007, 10:45 AM

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Plys'Iea is near the center of Green Emporer Way, I'm going to have Ian take the soul gem, alright?

Ian

As the vampire approached, he returned Cerpin's glance and vaulted the remaining distance to land at Mannimarco's back. Before Cerpin or Mannimarco could react, Ian swung his wrist blade, cleaving through flesh and crystal.

The King of Worm's fingers parted, revealing the damage done to the gem......

[jack cloudy]

Mannimarco.

When Cerpin broke his spell, the King of Worms was surprised. Surprise turned to irritation with the blinding. But the Necromancer had not been caught unaware. He had seen the fireball being prepared and knew what was going to happen. So he brought up one hand with a haze of dispelling Magicka while gripping the soulstone containing Kirana with the other.
,,Fool! One step closer and this person's soul shall be forfeit! Would you dare to cause the final death of such a noble GYAGH!" He screamed when a sudden wristblade cut through his fingers and cleaved into the gem. The orb began to fall to the ground, while Mannimarco flung himself into the other direction, an instinctive reaction to get away from what caused the pain in his mutilated hand. If he had lifted his blindness, perhaps he would have seen it coming. But as it was, he had been caught completely unaware. Now he lifted the blindness and saw his hated foe, wristblades still setting the air ablaze.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Ian's refering to the rumor that Morgiah, Barenziah's daughter, Queen of Summerset Isle, enlisted Mannimarco to attain the throne in return for her "first" [child].

Ian

The vampire closed his eyes for a heartbeat, for that was all it took. Kirana's soothing presence flooded his mind, filling the void she had left behind. Ian's eyes flew open, a look of complete satisfaction on his face.

Thanks for picking me up; that gem was losing its apeal. Kirana's voice rang in his head.
We can talk later, Kirana, a certain someone we all loathe has to die. He replied.

"Now, Maggot King, you don't have any leverage. All you have is an army of undead and the same lies you've failed to impress the soldiers with." The vampire said boldy, raising his blades to prepare for attack or defense. Ian mocked the necromancer. "There isn't a royal daughter here to make a pact with you; how is your child by the way?"

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 9 2007, 02:18 PM

[jack cloudy]

Mannimarco.

The Necromancer glared, not saying a word. In secret, he was beginning to gather all of his power. He realized he had sorely underestimated his opponents. Well, no more. He would destroy them for sure, even though it would cost him everything he had gained. So be it, he could recover his power and return someday.
,,You can believe whatever you want, but the truth to our current standing should be obvious." He spat venomously. Even as he said those words, something strange happened.

As one, the birds fell out of the sky, robbed of their unlife. So did the many insects, so did the regular zombies. They all fell where they stood, without a clue as to what had caused their demise. Only the few remaining undead heroes could withstand the vile influence that sapped their strenght. But even they were forced to the ground in their struggle to maintain their current 'life'. Their power flowed back to their master, who focussed it into the matrix of a staggeringly powerful curse.
,,Everything in this city........Shall die!"



OOC: Ya know, I suggest you kill him quick. We could make the curse backfire when he gets wacked, make it knock his soul way out of the plane of Nirn.

[Dantrag]

Cerpin

Cerpin was weakened from the drain life spell, and he was already starting to feel the effects of the nasty parasite that Mannimarco had placed inside of him. It made his gut twist, his breaths labored, and his reactions slow. It took some effort to keep from falling over, but Cerpin somehow managed to force his body to walk forward. It was more of a stagger than a walk, but he still covered the short distance between himself and the King of Worms.

There was no way they could possibly kill him, with all of that energy flowing in his veins, so Cerpin decided to relieve him of it. Cerpin gripped Mannimarco's arm firmly, and activated the magic of his glove. In a split second, Cerpin found himself filled to the brim with the power that the necromancer had absorbed into the body he now occupied. He looked down at Mannimarco, whose new body was still gripping his old body's arm.

"Now what exactly does that parasitic spell to to a person, I wonder?" he asked Mannimarco. There was an intense pain in his hand from Ian's wristblades, but it was nothing compared to the weakness and fatigue that Mannimarco felt now.

OOC: if it's too much, I'll edit, but I kind of want to get things moving again.

Rann

"I'm Rann, and this is my half-sister Amrita," he answered.

"Now where do we start looking?" he asked, referring of course, to the Plys'Iea.

[Lord Revan]

Ian

Ian allowed a measure of tension release when Cerpin successfully swapped Mannimarco bodies. "Your power has deserted you Mannimarco, and now you have nothing to cling to." The vampire said coldly. "I doubt the Deadra Princess Meridia will be an enjoyable mistress, but none of her kin will be more overjoyed to have you in their court, King of Maggots."

OCC: Should Cerpin just blast Mannimarco into Oblivion with all that power he siphoned?

[The Metal Mallet]

Amrita

Amrita nodded to Dan. "We might not look like we're related, but trust us," she replied with a grin. "We think me found out a way to weaken that beast, though I'm afraid that after our last attack it knows that we know so to speak..." she paused before continuing, "The beast possesses these odd appendages that flare out from its back. I noticed them twitching and swaying when I blinded it. Just based on how quickly it recovered from my blinding spell, these appendages must help it see. Severely damaging them will obviously disorient and possibly weaken it. Now all we gotta do is find it..."

Flogir

Flogir flexed and bent his heal leg and grinned. It felt brand new! With a renewed vigor, Flogir began to make his way back to the breach when suddenly his legs gave out from underneath him. A wave of exhaustion and weakness flooded over him. Obviously the lack of sleep and the energy put into healing his leg had taken a toll on him.

"Damn me! Now is not the time for this!" Flogir cursed softly as he tried to get back to his feet shakily.

[jack cloudy]

Mannimarco.

Mannimarco failed to respond. He was struggling to find power in his new form, any kind. But, he now began to realize that he never had the advantage in the first place. All the weakening he'd put on Cerpin, it had backfired in a dramatic way.

One of the undead heroes looked his way.
,,Protect me." The King of Worms hissed. The hero slowly shook its head.
,,You forsake me in a single moment of weakness?"


Flint Ironwood.

Flint arrived just at that moment when Flogir collapsed.
,,Oh, crap! Flogir. You alright? Man, am I glad to see you. For a moment, I'd feared you died in that battle." He asked worried and extend a hand to help him back onto his feet.
,,Look, I really want to make sure you're alright but there are more important things to do. I want to fill up the breach again before we get another attack, and this time we fill it with rocks, not exploding barrels." He added.
,,By the way, did you notice? All the undead just got knocked out somehow without any of us lifting a finger."