[center][h2]B[color=C2B280]oss Fight: 
[color=FFFFFF]Caelum’s[/color] Revenge Against [color=c0c0c0]Thorunn Silverhair[/color][/color][/h2] (Present Day)[/center]

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Location: [color=C2B280]Beaches of Relouse[/color]
Mood: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t_PFIuOwmig]Dive Bomb by End of Silence[/url]
Current Event: [color=C2B280]Defense of Relouse[/color] 

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[i][color=C2B280]“But I will sing of thy power; yes, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning: to Oraphe my friend, Dami my judge, Ipte my flame, Echeran my blade, Chune my wisdom, and Pentad my refuge in the day of my struggle. ”[/color][/i]
The Book of Lazaire, 41:83[/center]

[color=C2B280]Caelum pushed his steed to the edge of his limitations,[color=FFFFFF]“Magnus! Give me what you can boy!”[/color] Caelum’s horse snorted loudly as he picked up a little more speed. Magnus was a large black Freisian with deep brown eyes that had the power to both wet a man’s pants and cradle his soul in protection, the outcome only determined by how well one knew Magnus and Magnus them. Closing distance on the beach from Cap Redame, Caelum began to scan the shores of Relouse. The difficulty of a battle like this one was discerning friend from foe, because in the midst of chaos and the middle of a battle across multiple engagements, war-torn wardrobes were not always distinctly different. Thankfully, Eskandr and Parrench features were not at all closely related. Gaining orientation of the battlefield as it echoed of clashing steel, crashing waves, and cries of war, Caelum spotted a familiar face, a face that boiled his blood hotter than if the Parrench sun were present. 

His heart stirred with madness, [color=FFFFFF][i]is that her?[/i][/color] Caelum said under his breath. He had no doubt that the Eskandr filth parading around the shores with a burning scythe like a twisted banshee was the same woman he saw kill his brother, Oleric. Caelum pressed his weight forward, whispering to himself, [color=FFFFFF][i]“you are mine.”[/i][/color] Her backside faced Caelum, she focused on a wall that crumbled before her might, and not missing a beat she set her sights on an unconscious floating knight. 

[color=FFFFFF]“So close!”[/color] Caelum pressed his heels tighter to Magnus to get him to pick up speed. The Eskandr was closing distance with the unconscious knight and another who was attempting to aid him out of the water. Caelum recognized it was Asier, a flash of Oleric slipped streamed through Caelum’s mind, he would not have a second companion-in-arms die by this terror. He was close enough now to try and distract the woman, Caelum using his Force, threw the sounds of his horse to the left side of her shoulder as if approaching from that side while dashing on her right. 

Unfortunately to Caelum’s surprise, she was not fooled,[color=c0c0c0]“Soo, oNe cOMes to pLaY!?”[/color] Her eagerness and awareness combined a charismatic motion of whirling and thrusting her arms out to generate a shockwave. There was nowhere to run, Caelum, might have underestimated her abilities and it may have cost him everything. Gripping the reigns tightly to see his decision through, he left it in Oraphe’s hands and rode to meet the shockwave in faith alone. 

An awe-inspiring destructive force cracked the air as if it were struck by a hammer. Thirty square yards around her were reduced to a lifeless crater gouged from the land. Further out, Parrench and Eskandr alike lay flattened. Caelum should have been among them if not for the timely intervention of a powerful Force barrier sent by Queen Eleanor herself. Caelum believed he’d most likely find Echeran on the other end of the shockwave, but instead, he came out unscathed…a sign, he thought. Now, to not waste it. His eyes narrowed focusing on cutting her head clear off. She turned, [color=c0c0c0]“Oh? yOu SUrvIvEd mY liTTle wElcOMe?”[/color] She twirled her sword jauntily. [color=c0c0c0]“Gotta say, I’m slightly impressed.”[/color] She narrowed her eyes and waited, drawing further energy, [color=c0c0c0]“Ti, ni, otte, syv, seks…”[/color]

Caelum was already charging to her surprise, [color=c0c0c0]“Such bravery from such a little insect… even if a rather handsome one.”[/color] He was too fast for her. She had no time to channel and use her energy. Her eyes widened and with inhuman grace, she slipped to the side. Caelum’s blade nearly missed by an inch or two, and her eyes followed it almost the entire way as if in slow motion. Strands of sliced hair slough away and her eyes go from those strands to the rider now wheeling about once more. [color=c0c0c0]“Die!”[/color] she growls, and the intake of energy is truly magnificent in a terrifying way. Nearby soldiers with the Gift collapse to their knees, throwing up and clutching at the sides of their heads. A roiling wall of explosive force thunders after Caelum. 

[color=FFFFFF][i]She is strong, and wild,[/i][/color] Caelum thought. He spotted debris in front of him and used Gift of Force to throw it in the wall’s path, holding the debris to act as a shield, he leaped through the flames with Magnus in stride and sent a lightning bolt straight at her. The Eskandr had to be quick to react, catching the electricity on her sword as a rod and draining all of the energy from it. One could see the charge spark between the tendrils of her hair as if they were filled with an immense amount of static electricity.[color=c0c0c0]“You really are a fun one,”[/color] she snarled,[color=c0c0c0]“huh?”[/color] Caelum and Magnus not once lost momentum, his blade once again swiping for her throat to shave her head from her body, [color=FFFFFF]"let's get her this time boy!"[/color]. 

A mistake or perhaps fate. Caelum was deflected with power that rendered him and Magnus sprawling to the ground. She missed no opportunity to follow up with an arcane lance to the left pauldron, melting it off. Her mission was not yet completed, she had every intention of making this Caelum’s moment of death. Gripping him and Magnus alike in great invisible fists of force, she ripped Magnus into two messy pieces while Caelum watched. Emotionally Caelum split in two, his physical body albeit still intact began to feel as if it too were about to be torn down the center. Everything was sensitive and his central nervous system was overwhelmed with intensity. [color=FFFFFF][i]Love was what this woman knew nothing of…and she worked to destroy it.[/i][/color] Oleric, his best friend flashed before Caelum's face as the sounds of Magnus' meat dropped into a pile before him. A tear slipped down Caelum's cheek as he witnessed the horse who had been assigned him to since his first assignment fall to the same monster who killed his friend. If not by Caelum’s hands, she would see death by the Pentad.

She placed her attention back on Caelum after tearing Magnus in two, he could feel that her intention was to do the same to him. Then as luck would have it, she staggered from a Force shove to her back, and then a lightning bolt demanded she quick draw to make sure she wasn’t roasted alive. Dieudonne and Mathieos both had finally caught up to enter the fight, yet, Caelum was being suffocated by the Eskandr’s power, his life draining before them, and no strength to warn them to retreat…she was too strong. 

There was no waiting, she simply slammed Caelum into the ground from great height, and fired the energy back at the Dieudonne and Mathieos sending them like ragdolls off their horses. 

[color=c0c0c0]“Now for you, stubborn, pretty, stupid knight.”[/color] She rushed up to the dazed and battered Caelum of Oraphe to deliver the coup de grace.

It was almost casual the way she came up to deliver it, but once again, Caelum was aided by a knight he did not recognize. But, the timely approach gave Caelum breath to try and stand. Before he could, the friendly knight had already been batted away and the Eskandr demon ruthlessly plowed Caelum into the ground. He felt a growing pain in his midsection, and then…

Out of nowhere, an arcane lance of extreme power took the Eskandr by surprise across the side and she howled in pain, dropping to all fours. Rodric of Lindermetz, the Laughing Knight, waltzed up beside her.[color=556b2f]“Silly girl,”[/color] he taunted, [color=556b2f]“so busy playing with her food.”[/color] 

Caelum could not believe it, Oraphe’s Will, was truly the only explanation for him still breathing. He could hear her moaning in pain, the first of this entire battle, but she was able to boost herself away, crudely sealing up the wound, but before her were five identical versions of the Laughing Knight surrounding her. [color=c0c0c0]“You bastard!”[/color] she screamed, pummeling them all with a powerful kinetic shockwave of the sort that had lain dozens of soldiers low earlier. The five Rodrics were unmoved. They laughed at her. They laughed, but they refused to press the attack. 

The Eskandr staggered a couple of steps back, still clutching at her side and tried to heal herself once more. She was unschooled as yet in the blood magic magic and terribly inefficient. She felt Rodric pulling back, but she was mightier than him and she pulled damaged flesh back into place, healing severed nerves and arteries.[color=c0c0c0]“You’re mine!”[/color] She snarled.[color=c0c0c0]“You’re dead, Drudgunzean scum!”[/color] 

The wall of flame that the Æresvaktr sent after him was terrifying, containing as it did all of her rage, pain, and vengeance, but the knight was not there when it hit. He was everywhere else, though, mocking her, teasing her, sticking out his tongue grabbing his crotch, silently laughing. She launched attack after attack at him, but none hit. 

While Rodric’s illusion kept her distracted, he tossed Caelum onto his horse. Once secured, the illusion dissipated, and the knights were gone. The Eskandr threatened, taunted, and howled, but Rodric had already completed his objective. When she turned to finish Caelum, he too was not where she left him, only a note, in Drudgunzean. It read only a single word:[color=556b2f][i]“weak”[/i][/color]. 

Rodric and Caelum were far away before the Eskandr noticed. For Rodric, it was taxing to maintain his illusions: both essence and arcane, and half-carrying a rather big lad like Sir Caelum, but this was something that he found himself feeling strongly about: a rarity for the slippery Linderman with his unhurried and mercenary nature. 

[color=556b2f]“You did good work there,”[/color] he said in accented Parrench.[color=556b2f]“Keeping that bitch occupied as long as you did. She’d have taken my head off if she’d caught me.”[/color] He released Caelum some ways from the thick of the fighting.[color=556b2f]“Unfortunately, I’m not much of a healer, but you look…intact. Need me to fetch one or can you manage yourself?”[/color]

Caelum met Rodric’s gaze, found the strength to raise his arm with the better shoulder to palm Rodric’s pauldron, [color=FFFFFF]“Thank you friend, I will manage from here, you’ve done more than enough for me…I will not forget, may Oraphe keep you, and may we see each other again.”[/color] The two nodded and went their separate directions. Caelum wanted to get back into the fight, but he knew it’d be foolish. He was useless in his current state. He would need to head infirmary to get him back up to 100% before re-joining the effort, but he could rest slightly, knowing the Eskandr he fought was also going to take time off to lick her own wounds. Her power was obvious after today, and every second she was not on the battlefield at full capacity, a Parrench life is saved.[/color] 

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[*] Caelum returns from Cap Redame, only to spot Thorunn Silverhair - the killer of his best friend Oleric at Vitroux.
[*] Caelum rushes to get the initiative on Silverhair before she reaches Gerard and Asier.
[*] Caelum engages Silverhair after she crumbles a castle wall to dust, but before she can become a threat to anyone else on the battlefield.
[*] Caelum holds Silverhair in combat for a significant amount of time, but ultimately is defeated.
[*] Before Silverhair can lay the death blow, she is interrupted by Mathieos and Deiudonne, who are tossed and taken out of the fight.
[*] Silverhair is then interrupted again by Misha, one of Gerard's fighters, but Misha too is taken out.
[*] Silverhair once again comes close to finishing Caelum, but Rodric the Laughing Knight successfully intervenes and severely damages Silverhair
[*] Rodric and Silverhair face-off for only moments before Rodric escapes with Caelum and far enough away to safety.
[*] Rodric and Caelum separate, Caelum heads to the infirmary to get healing from his side.
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