[i][h3]The Vale[/h3][b]The Crypt,[/b]
[b]Currently[/b][/I]

"You are as much fools as the one before you, filled with nonsensical ideas of what is 'good' and what is 'evil'!" 

The enchanted weapon bound with primeval magic, moved with the astoundingly spry attacker as he spun to face the shooter. Closing in with an assaulting step, he landed a blow against the woman and changed the direction of the sweeping strike which then fell upon the armor of the zealot. Both of them felt the wash of life seep from them, wounds that only some time ago would have been followed by blood and pain, but instead only that tapping of spirit. It was eerie as ever, unnerving by any implication, as was the fate of things that fell in battle. What if the opposing man-at-arms and his savage magic felled them? Would they become like the birds and merely wait until dawn or... or would they fade away, just as their world vanished? 

All the same, a matter none could delve into now, the first of the two attacks cast to life a surge of magic that filled the air with the scent of flora. Vibrant green, wild vines erupted from the warm stone floor and wrapped their thorny tendrils around the arcanist, threatening to fix her in place, but the latter swing instead bloomed with a mystic spark of pale green light; the burn of radiance, the almost soothing heat in spite of the harm it dealt. The [i]Green Man[/i] seemed to command many forms of unusual magic, that of which was clearly drawn from the world but he was no druid, not by any obvious metric, neither was he some figure from this land that had been supposed as Ysgard.

At the ready to seemingly attack yet again, back or not turned to reborn magician, the enemy beneath the lion's fanged maw grinned at the holy warrior for a moment; before a breath otherwise could interrupt him, his reckless onslaught veered again to a dead pursuit of Cesar, armor booming as he charged full board.

[i]"So much for your 'beloved' light."[/i] He snarled with mocking rebuttal at their disorganization in apparent views.

While in the middle of this charge, a phantom, ethereal green glow much like the burning radiance that singed Theodore made itself manifest from the palms of his hands. This spiritual fire trailing after him, burning off menacingly, some other fell attack was due soon as they both neared the golden flame.

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The [i]Green Man[/i] strikes with a longsword attack, dealing 10 points of slashing damage against Wick. Instantly, she is entangled by spectral vines and must make a DC 15 Strength check to avoid being restrained. The combatant then steps within reach of Theodore and lashes out at the templar for a tremendous 13 points of slashing damage and channels a smite, dealing 6 radiant damage as well. He then moves another twenty-five feet after Cesar.

If Wick or Theodore have a melee weapon at the ready, they may make an opportunity attack as the [i]Green Man[/i] pursues the bard.

[b]Score[/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEQThgfXT30]A Battle for Balance[/url]

[b]Map[/b]
[i][url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/map.html#id=4370]Seat of Radiance[/url][/i]

[b]Initiative[/b][list][*] [b]Initiative - The Seat of Radiance [/b]
[*] Cesar (19)
[*] Theodore (18)
[*] [i]The Green Man (14)[/i]
[*] Wick (10)
[*] Katia (9)

[*] [b]Initiative - The Surging of Darkness[/b]
[*] [i]Valmjr (18)[/i]
[*] [i]Thea (18)[/i]
[*] [i]Birbin (15)[/i]
[*] [i]Shadow Summoners (10)[/i]
[*] [i]Haemar (8)[/i]
[*] [i]Shadow Sorcerers (4)[/i][/list]
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