Svarak stalked toward the many skeletons, sword relaxed in his massive grip, down and at his side, but readied. Lady Moira's glowing eyes fell on him, her voice radiating both her own, and another voice from within, [color=ed1c24][b]"I can't say I'm surprised you've arrived. But more surprising is you brought friends. Do you not remember what happened last time? They all died. And they are yearning for you to join them. I promise you one thing Svarak. Everyone with you will die."[/b][/color] 

She turned away from the warrior, focusing her interest on the woman before her, trapped in the Null Stone. The skeleton that Ortha was biting stopped his advancement toward Svarak, turning down to look at the large creature. The skeleton was wearing most of his original armor, though seemed to be missing his greaves. His chestplate and chainmail were in place, a squire pin encrusted there, as well as the battle axe he held in a single hand, now raised. Red eyes glowing, he swung the axe down at Ortha. It struck her in the thick bony plates on her back, and was lodged there. There was no blood, no crushing damage. The creature would feel the pressure from the blow, but it simply didn't have the edge nor strength to chop through her armor. The skeleton tried to pull both its leg and weapon free, but was failing to do either.

The remainder of the skeletal force, number eight in all, were advancing on Svarak. They spread out, clearly maintaining their combat tactics from their previous lives. These were the strongest warriors at the height of war and magic. There were two gold sashes and six green sashes. The split off into two groups, one Lord Knight with three Warden Knights each. The first group moved around the front of Svarak, while the other circled around, trying to get between him and his companions. It seemed clear that Svarak's weakness was other people. 

But Svarak wasn't going to open his friends up to attack so easily. It seemed that they merely wanted to isolate him. Fine. He could live with that. He rushed toward the group in front of him, the stone floor cracked from the force with which he pushed off. His sword started to swing up, to cleave through the first skeleton, wielding a longsword and shield. His speed was much faster than that of the skeleton's. 

His sword was stopped midswing, another skeleton between them, having moved faster than Svarak could react. His massive sword was stopped by a pair of crossed kris daggers. The other warden stepped around the dagger wielder and thrust quickly with his sword. Svarak skipped back, but not before receiving a deep gouge in his left bicep. He looked over his shoulder, realizing his attacking having been stopped allowed him to be surrounded. His strength had made him reckless. 

As the skeletons advanced, he slammed his sword into the ground, lodging it there. He drew his knuckle weapons and threw them on the ground, removing his armor. The skeletons slowed, confused by his actions. He stood there, in just his plain clothes garb, his muscles flexing as he lowered his stance. His claws gleaned in the low light, as he snarled loudly. The look in his eyes was one of a cornered beast, a very dangerous one. One of the Wardens moved forward with a spear tentatively jabbing out, just to distract Svarak as those behind him moved closer. The Charr grabbed the spear, and the skeleton found himself pulled from his feet and stumbling forward. Svarak was already moving in closer. He gripped the creature's upper arm, and readily removed it from his body. His massive jaws gripped down on the creature's skull and crushed it instantly. He kicked the corpse backwards into its companions that easily sidestepped it. 

Torrin rushed forward his sword and shield drawn, and slashed at one of the wardens nearest to him. The creature blocked the blow with its own mace, turning and advancing on the knight. It was clear that any interruption to their attacks on Svarak would cause them to turn on their latest attackers. 

Rilana would hear Juloya's voice in her unconscious state. She would feel rejuvenation spreading through her body. [color=f6989d][b]"It is time to wake up. Only you can ensure that he completes his task and survives. He needs you."[/b][/color] There was more than enough space in this cavern for Kona to fly, for Rilana to pick any of the creatures at her disposal to fight as.

Alya would know, that if she continue to focus on the Note of Ice, even with variations from her own magic, that she could create and control some ice. It almost seemed like an inherent knowledge. And the magic had a name. Elementalism. 

Drisceya had already managed to disappear as only the drow seemed able to do. As more of the skeletons approached Svarak from all sides, now staying cautiously out of reach, striking at him and pulling back, hoping to tire him out. Skeletons didn't ever tire. As one of them swung a sword at Svarak's front, the one with the kris daggers moved to stab him in the kidneys. But the attack faltered, as two well placed throwing knives had lodged themselves in the joints of the skeleton's knees, rendering it unable to move them. Drisceya smiled from her shadowy vantage point as the skeleton reached down and pulled them free, turning toward her, leaving Svarak in a five versus one. 

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The lusty giantess had ignored the foreigner's words. She didn't claim him for his tongue. She watched as the man summoned a dog of his, snorted derisively at this. Such a small pup, and used as a tool and not a companion or family member. Clearly a small minded man. A note dropped off of Becker before he was sent away.

[i]Chartrose,

This is Captain Theren. We've received reports of your magical dog, and this is the last time he will return to you by magic. Do not worry, he will not be brought to any harm, we are taking good care of him and studying this magic, as I'm sure you know, it is rare. If you wish for him back, you can find me in the capital. Your room was given away by the innkeeper to a customer that actually showed up. I hope to hear from you soon.

[url=http://ebonfort.wikia.com/wiki/Captain_Theren]Captain Theren[/url] of Coldsteel Company, Ruby Regiment, Citadel Batallion[/i]

The giantess got bored and decided she wanted to collect from her new friend earlier than she said. She strode out into the yard, looking down at him, [color=bc8dbf][b]"Come pretty man. You look hungry."[/b][/color] She unhooked the chain from the post, and walked back toward her cottage, dragging Chartrose with ease regardless if he resisted or not. She tossed him bodily on her bed, fixing his chain to a rafter. There was plenty of meat and potatoes on the table and she handed him a plate. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Eat. You need your strength. When done, I join you in bed." [/b][/color] She sat atop her massive chair, just watching him, as she began to eat her own food.