@josephb &
@Eviledd1984 Kalon did as he was told and joined the rest of his compatriots as arrows rained down all around them in a deadly storm. Readying a more single target based ice spell, Kalon brought up his hands and shot a couple of blasts into the woods, hoping to hit at least one of the Daedra with it. Ignoring the conversations and cries of everyone else in his group, as they would only distract him, the Altmer attempted to formulate a plan which would allow all of them to walk away from this confrontation. Preferably as intact as possible. Gazing out a the tree line through his mask, Kalon watched, somewhat surprised, as the Argonian newcomer cast a chameleon spell on himself and ran out to meet the denizens of Oblivion with balls of fire floating in either hand. The fool. Didn't he know that an offensive spell like that could be seen despite the fact that he was nearly invisible to the naked eye? And the fact that he was using fire of all things only made his chances of survival even worse, because these Daedra, once again, came from Mehrunes Dagon's realm. A place filled with the stuff.
Shaking his head as he muttered a curse, Kalon quickly readied another spell, when an idea suddenly popped into his mind. One that just might work if he could co-ordinate it right with these novices. Releasing the spell and letting it fade away into nothingness, Kalon turned towards Zazar and ran to him, or rather the floating orbs of fire that signified where he was, at full speed. Placing a gauntleted hand against his back, or what Kalon assumed was his back anyway, the elf cast an Encumbering Touch spell to keep him from moving, followed by a Guard, Shock Shield, and Ice Shield spell. Wrapping his arms around the Argonian in order to keep him from moving any further, Kalon leaned in closer in order to be heard of the sounds of arrows whizzing through the air.
"Do not move, no matter what happens. Understand? I have a plan to eliminate these archers, but it won't work if we move from this spot. Got that?" He said in a low, yet commanding tone. Unwrapping one of his arms from Zazar as arrows bounced off of, were disintegrated, or frozen on the shields surrounding them, Kalon readied a Telekinesis spell in his free hand and waited for more arrows to approach. This had to be timed perfectly or else they'd be stuck in this spot until the shields ran out. Taking a breath to steady himself after casting three different spell variations in quick succession, Kalon watched as a new volley of arrows were loosed directly at them. As they drew closer, Kalon calmly raised his hand into the air and cast the spell, causing the projectiles to stop in their tracks. Smirking underneath his mask, Kalon let out a barely audible
'hmph' as he slowly rotated the arrows till they were facing the directions the had come from.
Angling them upwards slightly with the spell, Kalon proceeded to send them flying back at their owners with a small flick of his wrist and an amused grin on his masked face.
Banned
