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[color=920ee8][b]Status:[/b][/color] [color=C23F5B]Alive / Injured[/color]
[color=920ee8][b]Location:[/b][/color] [color=C23F5B]Nemnons Fighting grounds[/color]
[color=920ee8][b]Response:[/b][/color] [color=C23F5B][@Redpandagamer][@Forsythe][@Kumbaris][@searat][/color][/center]

[color=C23F5B]The rain was falling in drenching sheets, it beat against the trees above so hard that it broke the canopy and slashed at the group below. thunder cracked with a titan like ferocity as the very air seemed to electrify, the ground would shake against the inhuman storm raging above.  With a flash of lightning so bright the entire area would light up below revealing a stand off. One one side sat Thaddeus with a young female elf in his possession, his arm was wrapped under her throat, her feet dangling a few feet above the ground. Purple eyes  glowed  against the lightning strike, in front of the Mesmer were four elfs, they were standing completely still, their eyes blank and open wide as if they were hypnotized. The opposite side a large pale Elf stood, a sword grasped in his hand tightly as he stared into the eyes of Thaddeus with hatred. [b]”Give me my sword Nemnon or I will kill Izzael, I won’t ask again.”[/b] Thaddeus’s voice was cold as he spoke, merciless almost, he would glare at Nemnon tightening his arm around the young Elfs throat. She would gag against the strong forearm in her throat, she struggled but to no real avail.

[color=gray][B]Go. . Le.. t . G.. o”[/B][/color] Nemnon would speak but his english was broken and fragmented. It was obvious that he was at the mercy of Thaddeus, Nemnon would slowly lower himself to his knees slamming the sword into the ground. [color=gray][b]N..O. . .H.ur…t, T..ak . E. S..w..o..RD”[/b][/color] Thaddeus would move his eyes off Nemnon and too one of his enthralled slaves, as soon as they made eye contact the elf would move forward and slowly touch the sword plunged into the wet dirt and ripped it free. Turning to face Thaddeus he would throw the blade into the air and across the small vance. The sword free from Nemnons grasp Thaddeus would release his grip on the young Elf woman and push her away from himself, she would slap the muddy ground as she attempted to get some air in her lungs. Thaddeus would raise his hand up as he glared at the young woman upon the ground: [b]”I’m sorry.”[/b] In the next couple seconds Thaddeus’s sword would impale itself through her chest and slam into the dirt below. Nemnons scream was deafening, almost ear drum breaking, before Thaddeus could react he felt a huge fist connect with his chest, there was a sickening crack as blood flew from his mouth just before he launched off his feet and slammed into the tree behind him leaving a feint imprint of himself as he fell forward to the ground.

Thaddeus would open his eyes slowly and raise his head, looking around silently he would see almost fifty warrior-like elves surrounding him. He would try to move his body but he would find that he was constrained entirely and whatever was doing it was almost impossible to break, even for him. His head was ringing, he was fairly certain that Nemnon had found a way to cut him off and knock him out but he was really straining to recall the memory of it. [color=gray][b]”Two hundred years I have waited.”[/b][/color] Thaddeus would look up at the sound of a familiar voice, above him towering was Nemnon himself and clutched in his hand was his sword. Thaddeus would narrow his eyes as his sword being in another's hand made him enraged, he struggled against the bindings but could not even stretch them. [color=gray][b]”Don’t bother, they are special bind. Made just for Mesmer like you. Made from the tendons of a very rare creature here in the wood.”[/b][/color] [b]”Take your hands off my sword Elf..”[/b] When the fist entered his stomach the tree he was tied too would creak against the pressure formed from just that single blow. Spit mixed with a little blood exploded from Thaddeus’s mouth and onto Nemnons lower chest.

[color=gray][b]”Two hundred years I wait for you, planning, hating, killing, an now you are under my control, much like you did me before you kill my daughter.”[/b][/color] Nemnon was bending down now, his face was right in Thaddeus’s, close enough he could smell the rancid breath of the pale elf. Without any caution at all he would slam his head forward and crack Nemnon straight in the head forcing the huge elf to back away pulling a large hand to his hand. Slowly a darkened midnight blue blood was draining between his fingers. For that Nemon would punch Thaddeus clean in the center of his face, instantly breaking his nose and making an light head shaped imprint in the tree behind him. [color=gray][b]”Mesmer are strong… learn first hand… now we see just how much… you take before die. It no more fitting that you die in the same place as my daughter.”[/b][/color] Feeling Nemnons large beefy fingers wrap over his throat the Mesmer could do naught but take it, at least for the time being. [/color]