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[color=c4df9b]Sheolred The Scarred[/color]
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It was time to strike. No one else seemed to take the threat seriously aside from Sheolred; perhaps it was just because of her inexperience making things a bigger deal then they were. But these specters were obviously causing some distress to the staff, so Sheolred would show them no mercy! She had at least five of thests ghosts attention, and soon after one of the Chaser asked Sheolred if she needed help, they lunged at her. Fortunately her Evil Eye made their movements slow and predictable, even for five ghosts coming at her at once. All she needed to do was step to the side and she began her counter attack.

Facing five opponents with long-reach weapons, Sheolred had to cut off their reach advantage. Her spear was just a bit shorter then theirs, but that meant that she could get pass their blade and still strike at them. The first spirit she stabbed into the chest; sure enough it wouldn't kill the ghost unlike a mortal. Sheolred's blade when through the ghost's lungs and into it's heart, but it's undead state made such a target useless. These spirits may as well be zombies, which meant on thing: Destroy or sever the head.

Pushing against the spirits Sheolred knocked two over just as the others struck back. They swung their glaives at Sheolred, who narrowly avoided losing limbs. She did however suffer a few cuts, not that she cared too much about them. The searing pain of their ghostly blades rending her flesh was all the more reminder of her life. Twisting the spear Sheolred elicited a pained scream from the ghost as Sheolred dashed forward, removing her Witch Knife from the sheath to shank a spirit right into the neck. Her blade slit the throat, and with as much force as she could muster SHeolred brought the rest of the blade through the neck. Not quite a clean decapitation, it at least severed the neck in half, which was effective enough for the job. The spirit fell, but before it touched the ground it vanished into the air, weapon and all. [color=c4df9b]"... Huh."[/color]

Sheolred couldn't let her guard down however. One of the spirits grabbed her by the ankles and when she looked down, another spirit speared her through the abdomen with her spear. The half-orcish girl, despite her heritage, was rather waifish, and the blade when in the front and out the back. But instead of some pained death gurgle Sheolred simply smiled. [color=c4df9b]"That simplifies things!"[/color] Sheolred was certain of one thing now: these weapons were corporeal. It wasn't simply negative energy causing entropy of her flesh, but some sort of quasi-physical manifestation of their spirit. Basically, Sheolred can touch it. She she grasped the shaft of the polearm the spirit used to stab her with and looked deeply into the spirit's eyes. Sheolred's Evil Eyes increased their potency against this spirit and her grip weakened, weakened to the point that Shoelred was able to wretch the polearm out of the spirit's hand, out of her body, and then smashed it over the head of another spirit who thought to stab Sheolred in the back. Knocking that spirit away Shoelred used the glaive to stab the spirit on the ground. Perhaps because it was weapon made by ghosts, or maybe it was just Sheolred hallucinating things, but the spirit she stabbed died and vanished after she impaled it.

That was two down, now three more to go. The other spirit that Sheolred stabbed was starting to get up, but she wasn't going to have any of that. Tossing her polearm into the face of the spirit she stole it from, Sheolred pounced onto the spirit on the ground and viciously stabbed the ghost about the shoulder and head. A few stabs in the chest, a couple slices to the neck, and at least one thrust into the eye, and the spirit vanished. Just as she was about to look up she saw the spirit she had struck swing her blade towards Sheolred's head. She aimed for a decapitating blow, but her strike was foiled by none other than Sheolred's mask. The blade shattered against the wooden effigy mask, and underneath Sheolred smirked at the surprised ghost. Lifting her knife Sheolred proceeded to give another brutal stabbing.

One more left. The same Spirit who had taken an extra powerful Evil Eyes. She should be easy enough to deal with. But before Sheolred could she noticed that the others have done something as well. Many of the spirits were paralyzed, frozen still. More Chasers arrived to worked their magic on the spirits, vanishing them or otherwise subduing them. And an adorable looking tiger/shark with a ugly yet cute blob came in asking for a muffin.

The Chasers where strange people.

The last spirit tried to attack Shoelred, who responded by taking her totem club and batting the spirit across the face, caving her skull in. She was already quite weakened by now so Sheolred had no real difficulty with this Spirit. Sheolred touched the wound where she was stabbed, using her Scar Shield to cause the wound to scan over. In time it shall heal on its own.

Looking over to a dark skinned chaser Sheolred slipped off her mask and spoke to him. [color=c4df9b]”I would like an apple juice please!”[/color] Sheolred loves apple juice.