EliteCommander

The Depths of Deception

That would be me. I was going to do it a few days ago, but, well, the site didn't work. I'm about to go to class at the moment, though.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Even without the lieutenant leading them, the mercenaries still had numbers, for the moment, at least. Given that they were surrounded on all sides, the mercenaries had been losing people at a steady rate, not to mention that Vinaremo's group seemed to be pushing effectively as well. If they could keep up their pace for a bit longer, their enemy's morale might drop enough that, without leadership, they could be routed. Unfortunately, Kaleeth, Janius, and Lorag were on the defensive, so they needed another opening like what Meesei had provided a moment ago. Unfortunately, it was a draining spell, and she would not be able to follow through with anything powerful if she tried it again. She did, however, have one option, something that actually made her glad she was fighting in the influence of Neesa's unholy magic.

The fog covering area was infused with Hal-Neesa's magic, but it was still, at its core, just fog. It was made of water like any cloud or mist, and that was something she could manipulate. Stopping just behind the other three, Meesei held out her arms and charged her magicka into the air around them, collecting and concentrating the fog to wherever she willed it. Around the mercenaries threatening the others, it grew exceptionally thick, to the point where the water was condensing on their armor. She made sure to leave a safe buffer between the mercenaries and her own allies, then suddenly shot out a bolt of lightning into the air and through the fog. With the concentrated water in the air to help conduct it, the electricity was amplified enough to arc through a line of enemies in front of the others, with much less exertion on her part. Like before, it would not be lethal, but it still provided a good opportunity to attack, as well as hopefully dropping their opponents' morale.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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"Your health is paramount, of course. If we cannot bring you back to sufficient health, then we can find a way to..." Ssarak began, but was interrupted when he heard the familiar sound of Lyn's thoughts in his mind. He leaned down to her and accepted the rune she offered him. Once he realized what it was, he gave her a smile.

"Thank you, Lyn. This will be very helpful." Ssarak said warmly before standing back up and looking to Meirin. "I know not from where she received it, but Lyn had a vitamancy rune. They are powerful tools, and this one seems to be ready to use. From what I remember about them, it might take a while to heal an injury like yours, but I will help you with it. It is usually easier for another to use it on you, instead of using it on yourself anyway. I just need to get Alaira help first. She seems to be suffering from blood sickness, and while time can heal that, I would rather be safe." Ssarak explained. He reached out and placed the rune into Meirin's hand, being careful not to do anything to harm her injured arms. "Here, take the rune. If you do not mind, I will be by your room shortly to help heal you. Oh, and could you look after Lyn in the meantime? We will need to find a solution to the situation with her soon enough."

Though he would have liked to help Meirin immediately, Ssarak was actually rather concerned about Alaira's state. As was all-too common with her, it seemed she had over-exerted herself on the bridge and was now paying the price. Generally, blood sickness was not lethal, but he wanted to make sure she was well taken care of, even if he was just going to end up scolding her later. Walking to the back of the wagon, he carefully picked her up in his arms and walked through town until he found his way to the physician's place of business. They would have to use their own gold to pay for the treament...or more accurately, Alaira's gold. Ssarak was willing to go to great lengths to ensure her safety, and even risk his own life if necessary, but he wasn't going to pay for it with his own gold. He wasn't that generous.The physician was a human male herbamancer, and given his role in the town, he did not have to ask what Ssarak wanted when he walked in with an unconscious woman in his arms. Instead, his first words were "What happened to her?"

"We were ambushed by bandits by the bridge on the road from the Twilight College. I do not believe she was injured by the bandits, but she is suffering from blood sickness. Is that something you can treat?" Ssarak asked.

The physician nodded affirmatively as he guided Ssarak into the room where he normally treated his patients. "Yes, I can use an ether for that. I can also watch after her until she recovers." He offered. "This will, of course, come at a cost, but I can assure you she will be well-cared for."

"That will not be a problem." Ssarak answered, placing her down on the physician's cot. He spent a few minutes negotiating on price. Even if it wasn't his money he was spending, he would at least try not to use all of her gold. Once that was settled, he made sure she had nothing valuable on her to be safe, then took his leave to return to the inn and help Meirin with her recovery.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I might go for a shorter post on my next one. I had wanted to write another bit for Vinaremo and Orskan, but I am pretty tired. I think I'll just write the part you can respond to, then put the other stuff in my next post.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I am posting in a different RP at the moment, might be a little delayed.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Lorag ran just behind Janius and Kaleeth, so when they clashed with the enemy, he was right behind them to follow through. He rushed around Janius and delivered a heavy blow to the Orc's knee, which bent it backwards with a satisfying crunch. It was enough to give Janius the edge, so he quickly turned his attention to the next foe: an Argonian rogue trying desperately to scramble to his feet, who he promptly kicked back to the ground.

On Janius' other side, Kaleeth once again knocked an opponent to the ground, but was struck by another before she could follow through. The blade slashed across her shoulder and down her arm, but the wamasu scale armor proved its worth quite well. While a stabbing attack would have been more effective, the slash did not pierce through. She did receive a cut on the side of her elbow, as the joint was not armored, but it was not too deep. It was, however, painful due to the silver, so she instinctively raised her shield to protect herself and went entirely on the defensive.

Meesei had to stop for just a moment instead of charging with the others, as her magical exertions so far had been draining. Her lightning form finally dissipated as she reached into her satchel and produced once of Sabine's magicka potions, which she drank as quickly as possible. The archers in the back of the mercenaries' force were no longer a real issue, since they could not fire without risking hitting their own people. As such, Meesei rushed forward towards Kaleeth, who seemed in need of the most help.

The spellfire and stones being fired from the building Sabine and the others had captured were now directed closer to the mercenaries' front lines, which gave Vinaremo's group plenty of opportunity to strike. While the shield-bearers had to protect themselves from spells from multiple angles, Vinaremo and Orskan exchanged a glance and came to a silent agreement on how to proceed. Both of them charged alteration spells in their hands, then released powerful telekinetic blasts simultaneously. Instead of aiming straight forward, they were directed closer to the ground to sweep their frontline off of their feet, upon which Vinaremo gave the order to strike. He and Orskan both immolated the mercenaries with fire, while the other two cultists gave a barrage of ice and lightning. For the shield-bearers, the only way they would be getting back up would be as a reanimated corpse.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With the spearman threatening Meesei dead, Kaleeth committed to a shield charge against the nearest shield-bearer to them. It was a Nord larger than herself, so naturally he was braced and ready to push back with his own shield, but he did not anticipate the sheer force with which she hit him. Kaleeth barreled over him and started smashing in his chest and head with her mace hard enough to bend steel. She was a surprising foe to face, but just as in training, she had a hard time reacting quickly enough to defend herself once she had committed to an attack. Fortunately, in this case, Lorag had been charging along with her and set his sights on the mercenary closest to her. He was the last shield-bearer on their flank, and Lorag struck him with a furious swing. Instead of completely dodging his spear, Lorag angled himself so that it deflected off of his chestpiece. Then, once the mercenary was sufficiently off-balance, he tackled him to the ground and finished him off by collapsing his skull.

It only took a few moments for Meesei to regain her bearings. They had broken the mercenaries' shield line, but that still left a decent number behind them. Many of them were confused without the direction of their commander, but they were outnumbered, and it would not be long before they tried to rush. Meesei, however, could introduce a bit more chaos into their ranks. Lightning pulsed around around her as she charged her spell, which she released in the form of a seemingly massive lightning storm in a cone in front of her. It looked exceptionally intimidating, but given the wide area it covered, it wasn't as strong as a normal lightning bolt. There was no way for it to be lethal to a person, but it would be painful and could stun most of the hostiles in front of her. Anyone in a full suit of metal armor would be unaffected, as the electricity would flow through the suit instead of the wearer, but most of them were not wearing complete suits of armor. Many simply had plates covering important areas, while some of their armor was not metal at all.

"Quickly, charge while they are stunned. Janius, Kaleeth, take the lead." Meesei ordered, as they were the ones with shields. "Stick close together."

Ahnasha and Fendros were led away from the village with blades pressed against their backs, and if they were not capable of killing them, then the crossbowmen would certainly finish the job. Ahnasha looked desperately for a way out but she could see none at the moment. Perhaps once they reached the wagon, they would have a chance. After all, they still didn't know that they were lycans.

Just outside the town, there were three wagons with even more guards, who were quick to usher the pair into the one in the middle. Almost as soon as they were forced into their seats, their rope bindings were replaced with chains and wrist irons. Those wouldn't prove an issue for their werewolf forms, but they still needed an opportunity to turn safely. The apparent leader of the group rushed his employees to leave, then joined them in the middle carriage with a selection of his guards. They left with haste, but the Argonian leader still seemed concerned about his new prisoners. He looked to the Breton mage who originally paralyzed them and gave him a nod. "I'd prefer it if these two weren't conscious. Can you deal with that?"

"Of course, sir." The Breton responded, reaching across the carriage and pressing his hand to Ahnasha's forehead. She considered resisting, but she quickly lost that option once he cast his spell. Over the course of about a minute, he drained her stamina to the point that she could no longer keep herself awake. As strong as she wanted to appear, she gave Fendros one last fearful expression before falling into a deep sleep, upon which the mage moved on to him.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Yeah, I didn't realize that was the pad we made when I used it.

I also ended up backing up the RP

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The site seems to be working now. We need to find a way to be able to talk when it goes down. Do you still have that titanpad I linked you?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Nice, the site actually works. Fallen, would you like to make that post for Lyn before I respond. Ssarak will need that rune.