The Eastlands: The Year of the Serpent

Post by **Vardaen** » Fri Aug 12, 2005 5:27 pm

THe Halflblood continues to move, staying hidden as best as he possibly can, his scales shimmering to match the foliage. He moves upwards this time, instead of outwards. His large snake coils wrap around the trunk of the tree and he begins to coil hismelf up into the branches of it seeking its cover and its advantage of height. Once up he draws back on his mighty bow, trains one of the elves stuck among the entangling branches with his bow still out. He pulls back on the bow, an arrow knocked, and he fires.

Wayloss · Post by **Wayloss** » Fri Aug 12, 2005 6:33 pm

The wild elf looks down at the body of the slain pureblood, their are tears in his eyes as he knows his freedom is soon at hand. Then he hears the sound of battle a few feet away, a strang tingle comes from the Collar around his neck. A thought passes through his mind to help the elves, but no sooner soes enter his mind then the collar contracts. instantly the elfs bruised and beaten face turns brilliantly red. It sputters and gags, dropping to it's knees. Slowly it's face turns purple and the world fades to a small grey dot. then suddenly the elf forces the thought from his mind. the collar relaxes back, and a few ragged breaths and vission is restoed. the elf's hand has fallen on it's master scimitar.
Fa'eren knows what he must do. Tears fill his eyes as in horor his brainwashed hands pull the blade from it's holder. Fa'eren tries to put the blade down, tries to let go of it but can not. Then he is doing the unthinkable in abject horror he disapears into the shadows, and reapears behind the downed elf. NO! he tries to scream but the scimitar lashes out into the back of the unsuspecting elf. Tears blur Fa'eren's vision but his aim is likely true.

Post by **TetNak** » Fri Aug 12, 2005 7:07 pm

The Halfblood 'snakes' up a nearby tree, literally, and takes aim upon the elf that had just jumped out of the tree to avoid being entangled. The arrow flies seemingly out of nowhere, at least in the perspective of the elves, and lodges itself into the elf's shoulder. With a scream, the elf almost falls to a knee, jerking the projectile out quickly afterward.

Xisskar and Ssari'th might feel pause when another elf actually rushes from the cover of the dense forest. However, they notice the 'slave collar' often employeed upon the Yuan-ti's elven subjects. The collar glows a weak green color as it typically does when its power has been used.

The smaller elf swings violently toward the elf that is starting to get up off the ground after being shot from the tree. He holds a scimitar, a Yuan-ti scimitar, but misses even the downed elf by a mile. The reckless attack almost throws the slave onto the ground himself, but he still stands threatenly over the wood elf, an arrow protruding from his chest.

Wayloss · Post by **Wayloss** » Fri Aug 12, 2005 7:51 pm

Blundering wildly with his attack Fa'eren looks helplessly at the elf he has tried and failed to kill. His eyes plead for forgiveness but his lips twist into a feral snarl. even so he pleads quietly.
"Please, kill me!"
He Holds the Scimitar threatingly prepared to cleave the elf if he tries to stand or move away.

Post by **Vardaen** » Fri Aug 12, 2005 8:15 pm

Pleased with his first shot, the Halfblood continues his tactic, keeping high in the tree and undercover he turns his bow on the nearest elf that has come around near to him. With a hiss he draws an arrow from his quiver and runs his forked tongue over the tip of the arrow his saliva coating the steel head. He sets the arrow to the string and draws it back. With a hiss the bow fires off the arrow.

sidewinder102 · Post by **sidewinder102** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 12:19 am

Xisskar has no choice now, dropping his bow to the ground he reaches for his kukri's. They are small, but light and effective, like the fangs of a snake. The bow hits the ground, the blades come out and Xisskar attacks with his right hand, holding the blade in reverse and stabbing down at the elf.

Post by **TetNak** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 6:58 pm

Xisskar drops his bow and draws both his kukris. These curved blades are dangerous in the hands of a Yuan-ti. The Pureblood swings the blade forward, cutting a deep gash across the elf's chest. The elven attacker screams, almost falling down in pain as a large section of flesh is peeled away in the process.

The original elf shot from the trees attempts to take aim upon the Pureblood without hitting his friend. He is resolute in wanting to kill the Yuan-ti, and braves it anyway, firing both arrows into the melee. Fortunately for the target, both fly wide and high, as the elf's aim was not good enough to hit the creature being partially blocked by his comrade.

Screaming in pain, the elf weakly stabs back toward Xisskar, but the Yuan-ti deftly knocks the straight blade asides with each of his blades, ensuring he will not be injured further.

The Wood Elf rises to his feet even as the Wild Elf threatens him. When the wild swing comes down, the Wood Elf rolls to the side, evading the attack. He stands up and frowns toward the shorter elf, pulling his blade slowly from its scabbard.

'œYou stupid Wild,' the elf says, 'œI see you are tainted by these beasts. Stupid Wild '¦ I guess I will have to do what you ask.' The elf stabs his straight blade into Fa'eren's right shoulder, causing the elf to almost drop the awkward scimitar. The pain of the blade sits upon the elf, but the pain is nothing to the torture the Yuan-ti can inflict if he strays.

The fourth elf squints his keen eyes, peering into the woods in the location the arrow came from. 'œWhere is he?' he asks, but through the entire time of searching he cannot seem to find the Yuan-ti Halfblood.

In response the Yuan-ti Halfblood, Ssari'th, releases another arrow from the midsection of the tree. This arrow flies over the elf's head, and allows the creature to search another moment for the Yuan-ti that seems to have blended into the forest around him.

Wayloss · Post by **Wayloss** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 7:41 pm

Fa'eren feeling soo much the traitor staggars backward from the elf's blade even as he bleeds and wants to impale himself a stronger and darker compulsion takes hold. He knows he must find easier prey. He attempts to disapear and remove himself as a threat.

Post by **TetNak** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 8:19 pm

The Wild Elf runs off into the woods, Fa'eren looking less the warrior than the other elvish counterparts. The Wood Elf stands off against him does not attack or give chase, simply watching him run into the woods before turning back to the Yuan-ti before them.

sidewinder102 · Post by **sidewinder102** » Sat Aug 13, 2005 8:38 pm

Xisskar continues to attack, his blades still held in a reverse fashion, which as he swings and stabs kind of resembles the extending motion of a vipers fangs. THis motion cutting through the air again, aiming for the elf's torso.

Fellowship of the Dice

The Eastlands: The Year of the Serpent

Xisskar

Round #4, Post #1

Round #4, Post #1

Xisskar continues the attack.

The Eastlands: The Year of the Serpent

Xisskar

Round #4, Post #1

Round #4, Post #1

Xisskar continues the attack.

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