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

Between the two attacks if the women, the only one that forced the mystic warrior to contend with it's consequence was that of the lithe monk, her claws at the ready after they struck across his face. It upset his furred crest some, knocking the fallen beast's toothy muzzle to the side in the process, but did more to distract the bearer of the sacred garment than anything else. With one hand he adjusted it and in the other, he thunderously cried out with animal rage - the unchained wrath of the wild that had originally been set for the bard who now sought to tamper with the unknowable fire.

The faint green flames of burning ether radiated across the sword and with a swing at a cross angle directed high, the leading edge of the blade caught the defender across her body. With a flash of ghost-light the vengeful attack returned and shed its luminescence across her; Katia, just as Theodore experienced before when this had been done, the odd familiarity of the Kingdom of Light's power as interpreted by their enemy. Sadly, she took the brunt of a far more powerful attack not intended for her at first in the process.

A loud pling echoed in the wake of the attack, the templar's bolt shattering into pieces as it broke upon the armored back of the man; bits of splinter from the newest hole in the old green cloak rained down upon the floor, but the man was off again with unchecked tenacity. It was increasingly clear anything and everything within his reach that was his enemy was a target and as he rushed by the reeling panther-woman, he acted again on this rampant impulse.

Another lash of the sword and the magister of many schools was soon too struck, the man responsible building combat momentum as he exploited every opportunity to attack. His assault moved with him as he carried on, summoning the energy and breath to speak as he continued toward the bard and the place of flame, now at a steady advance as he cast a greater, trailing shadow before the golden fire as he closed.

"You [i]dare[/i] cast the [i]Shadow[/i] behind your beloved [i]Light[/i], then have the audacity to bring it [i]here[/i]? Your War of Light and Darkness ends now! Ysgard and [i]all[/i] the [i]Planes[/i] shall not suffer your intrusion, just as they did not of your gods so long ago! [b][i]Begone![/i][/b]"

The [i]Green Man[/i] carved the air before him with the sword before rolling it over in a circle with a practiced motion of his wrist. His hand tightened and he stood more straight than ever before, his composure having been regained and no longer a thrall to the power he tapped into.
[i]
"The other wanted Darkness, you want Light, but neither... neither can be allowed to have this world." [/i]His voice grew low as he approached the sailor, a tone only he could make out clearly.

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The [i]Green Man[/i], in place of using his [i]Smite[/i] on Cesar as he had hoped, is forced to attack Katia. He succeeds in doing so, delivering 9 points of slashing damage and 15 points of radiant damage. He then makes an attack against Wick, again striking her, but for only 11 slashing damage and conserving his dwindling magical stock.

He again provokes opportunity attacks from the two as he pursues Cesar.

Due to technical difficulties, the map cannot be updated at this time. Use your best judgment and imagination.

[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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