Book 2: Chapter 2 - The Lady's Light
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 1
Zeevan looks at Taris like she's crazy, but doesn't have any better ideas. The ninja sets herself in a runners stance, then explosively sprints towards the warrior, ready to work together to boost her up into the air towards the false Sorshen.
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 2
Zeevan lands like a cat.
Orianna curses, "Get down here!" She draws her longbow and fires off a shot, it goes wide.
The Je Samvarta, of the Path of Inspiration, lets his Psi Crystal float before him. EARTH TO EARTH. GROUND TO GROUND. BOUND YOU ARE! THe mental screaming in your head rings out and a collection of blue crystals appear and wrap themselves around the flying foe's legs. The pull her down, yanking her to the floor, and while they don't hold her in place, they weigh her down to the point where she can not take flight again. Blood leaks from Je's nose, I am spent, I have no more to me.
Then he drops to his knees grabbing at his head, "Arggggggggggggggggggggggh! Get. Out. Of. My. Hea...." his eyes glaze over and he stands up, a little drool escaping his mouth. "Sorshen" laughs and winks, "Now he's mine."
Taris, Zeevan and Orianna...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 2
Zeevan jukes to the left and tumbles forward, dancing around the enemy. "Come in Taris, let's show her some hospitality!" She holds her weapons for a second, to coordinate with her allies.
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 2
One hand must be freed so that the aasimar may strike, and noticing the deceiver's seeming resistance to Zeevan's cold iron, Taris drops her polearm with no small displeasure and grips her flail as she closes distance.
"No one belongs to you, thing!" She draws on zealous rage as she swings to club Sorshen.
"No one belongs to you, thing!" She draws on zealous rage as she swings to club Sorshen.
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 2-3
Orianna snarls, drops her bow, draws her longsword and moves into the melee with a swing that nearly clips her former mistress, "I won't suffer by your hand any more."
Je stands there, drooling and babbling a bit.
Sorshen is not laughing, no she's concerned, and frustrated, there is some doubt, some. "Orianna, why don't you return to me, strip off those raiments of war and join me in the bed with your friend here!" Orianna lowers her blade, a mental struggle taking place, "Tempting, but no!" The half naked woman sighs, "Your loss."
The heroes...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 2-3
Taris quenches her anger as she follows into the next strike of the tagteam onslaught, ignoring the banter. At least Orianna is holding out. Hopefully Sorshen won't be able to keep up with the casting for much longer.
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 2-3
Zeevan growls in anger, hating this mind-fuckery business. "You little shit, get out of our minds!" She re-doubles her efforts, continuing the attack.
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 3-4
She steps into Zeevan however, who nearly cuts her open with a flaming blade, instead its a strong stroke, but not critical. The flames of the weapon have no effect, and are not strong enough to ever have any effect on Sorshen. Still the 'clone' swings with a second blow, and nicks the back of her thigh.
Orianna presses the attack, and with her own magical sword stabs and hacks at your foe. The blade lands one, and stabs a few inches into the flesh of Sorshen making her yelp. She turns her attention to her former lover, as she dances a few feet south preventing you from flanking her so easily. "Oh Orianna, I'm so sorry for you. Die!" An image of Orianna's worst nightmare begins to form in her mind, she struggles against it, but she's bolstered by your presence and Orianna pushes it out of her mind, "No! No, get out of my head!"
Je, the only man in the fight, stands by idly drooling on himself doing nothing.
The heroines...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 3-4
Zeevan keeps on the pressure with Taris, continuing to back 'Sorshen' into a corner. Well, round rooms don't have corners, but that's not the point. "You can't win! You can already see that. Give up now, and we can show you mercy. Keep this up, and we'll have no option but to kill you."
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Sorshen's Bedchamber: Round 3-4
Orianna, I'm here for you, stay strong!
Je? Can you hear me? Can you help us?
Zeevan's mercy comment draws a look from Taris, and one can easily tell what she thinks about that. Regardless, she advances with Zeevan to flank Sorshen to death.
"Keep your claws to yourself! Not - one - more!"
Je? Can you hear me? Can you help us?
Zeevan's mercy comment draws a look from Taris, and one can easily tell what she thinks about that. Regardless, she advances with Zeevan to flank Sorshen to death.
"Keep your claws to yourself! Not - one - more!"