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Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The Altmer held for as long as she could, but with her allies dying around her, her demise was a foregone conclusion. Meesei kept up the stream of fire with one hand, then charged a more concentrated fireball in another. When the fireball impacted the ward, it overloaded and broke the protective barrier, allowing the stream of fire to envelop the mer. She screamed in pain, but was quickly silenced when Meesei hit her in the chest with an ice spike, ending her immediately.

The Imperial managed to scramble away towards the exit of the chamber, but Lorag wasn't giving up so easily. Arrows wouldn't do much against steel plate armor, but his hammer would still work just fine. He ran after the Human, following him a few feet into the next passageway before he managed to hit him in the back with his hammer. The Imperial fell face-first onto the ground, but before Lorag caved in his skull, he managed to shout the word "Intruders" down the passageway, the echoes carrying it deep into the cave. Lorag might have killed him, but the damage was done. If they had missed the sounds of combat, they had certainly heard that.

Lorag returned to the others as Meesei was starting to look over everyone for injuries. "Is anyone hurt? We need to move quickly before they have time to prepare." She said.

Ahnasha lightly applied pressure to her nose, judging on if it was broken by the amount of pain she received. "My nose is possibly broken, but I'll live."

Sabine approached Meesei and presented her wound. As it was created by silver, it would not heal at the rate lycans were so accustomed to, and even healing it with magic would take more effort. Meesei quickly put enough healing into it to stop the bleeding, but there was little more she could do for the moment. Fortunately, it was a mere flesh wound and not something that was particularly threatening, so they were able to push on.

They moved down the passageway in almost the same formation as their assault on the previous chamber, except Meesei was now directly behind Lorag and Janius to provide defense against incoming magic attacks. The passageway itself was unguarded, but that was only because they had prepared a defense in the next chamber. The room was decently large, with the entrance being on one level, and the exit on the far side being elevated on a ledge with wooden ramps leading up to it. Most of the room was filled with stalagmites and stalactites, some of which were thick enough to provide cover. When the pack entered the room, they each moved for the closest free cover, as the hunters were set up on the far side. On their level beneath the ledge were four warriors of various races, each with a lance and a spiked steel shield. Their armor consisted of thick leather with light metal plates over important areas. Smart, considering heavy armor was generally more of a burden than an asset in a fight with a werewolf. On top of the ledge behind a few crates was a Dunmer mage and two archers, one on each side. The last hunter was standing behind them all, however, was the most threatening. Like the ones beneath, he had a silver spear in one hand and a spiked shield on the other. He wore the skinned head of a werewolf as a hood, with another part of its hide hanging down his back as a mantle. His armor was thick, but light, and appeared to be made of werecrocodile hide. He had seemingly dozens of silver knives and daggers strapped to various belts across his body, along with a longsword sheathed on his hip. On the left side of his face, he had distinctive black tribal tattoos, and a large scar on the right side under his eye. It was the Orc.

"Hold them here." The Orc ordered before walking calmly out of the exit of the chamber deeper into the cave. Those on the ledge readied spells and arrows, while the warriors beneath remained in a defensive posture, blocking the ramp to the top.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Leon5431 said
Hmm, I believe Jenna is free, unless some one has approached her in one of those many posts I am yet to read.Sorry for the delay, I was working on my Wintercrest write up. Almost have it done!

I may have him come across her, but it will have to be tomorrow, as I really do need to go to bed now.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hey Leon, are any of your characters free?

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Ah, now I'm just facing indecision. It's late, so I'll sleep on it. If I can't think of anything, I'll just have him follow someone (not Mar).

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Now that some of the hunters had a chance to arm themselves, they were putting up more of a fight. Meesei quickly scanned the room and found the place where her skills were most needed. An Altmer mage had set her sights on Fendros, and for magic, he had little defense other than dodging. The mage charged lighting across her body and unleashed a veritable storm of electricity forward, but it stopped in its tracks just ahead of Fendros as it impacted Meesei's ward. She walked up beside Fendros, her hand held out forward, projecting a barrier over them against her continuing onslaught. If she was experiencing any fatigue from maintaining the barrier, Meesei was not showing it. Her eyes were locked onto those of the Altmer, her expression displaying complete calm and giving off a sense of confidence, of control. At first, the Altmer displayed stereotypical High Elven arrogance by taunting Meesei as she pressed more energy into her spell, but when the additional effort produced no visible results, she became obviously concerned.

Meesei was indeed having to put forth considerable effort to protect herself and Fendros, but she hid any evidence of strain perfectly. In combat, she always made sure to project confidence onto her enemy, regardless of the situation. She displayed a type of confidence that would not be taken as arrogance, as the High Elf had attempted, but rather confidence that represented control over the events around her. Meesei was able to draw in some of the magicka from the Altmer's own attack to mitigate her own magicka loss, then concentrated it into a burst of telekinetic energy that threw the Altmer off balance and interrupted her lightning spell. Meesei retaliated with a stream of fire that the Altmer was only barely able to block in time with another ward. Meesei knew she could break the ward of the already-weakened Altmer, but the Breton Fendros had shot before was not dead and was once again attempting to take aim. For that, Fendros would need to serve as her protector.

Lorag saw Runt start to get surrounded, so he easily found his next target. The Nord was wielding a similar weapon to himself, so he didn't really have an advantage to press there, but the Imperial was looking like a tempting target. He sprinted forward from behind Runt, his hammer already in mid-swing by the time. The Imperial, who was in full steel armor, apart from the helmet, lifted his shield in time to block, but the full force of an attack from a lycan with a warhammer, especially one as strong as Lorag, was not something one could simply block with no issue. The Imperial staggered back and nearly lost his footing, but he was unable to recover before Lorag did, so the next strike accomplished just that. The Imperial still blocked, but he was knocked to his back. Although he could not protect his lower body with his shield from that position, Lorag still decided against going for the legs. Plate armor was almost useless against blunt force weapons like a hammer, so he could very well break them, but they were small targets, and if he missed, the Imperial would probably be able to get up. Instead, he struck the Imperial's dented shield once more, fracturing the bone in his arm underneath. The Nord probably would have been moving to his friend's aid were it not for the fact that Runt was already taking care of that.

Janius was being threatened by an archer, so it was only natural that Ahnasha would come to his aid. Before the Bosmer could fire another shot, Ahnasha loosed one of her Daedric bound arrows, which impacted his shoulder. He shouted in pain, but overall handled it much better than the Breton Fendros had shot. He kicked over a nearby table and crouched behind it for cover while he tried to deal with the arrow. She was just about to nock another arrow when she spotted a glimmer out of the corner of her eye to her left. On instinct, she ducked just in time to avoid a silver blade separating her from her head. Her attacker dispelled her chameleon spell, revealing her to be the Orc woman Ahnasha had spotted before. The Orc's blade had missed, but her other hand was still had plenty of momentum. The woman delivered an impressively strong punch which landed square in the middle of Ahnasha's face, bloodying her nose and knocking her onto her back. Fortunately, Janius intervened before the Orc was able to follow through. As much as Ahnasha wanted to help finish her off, she had to trust that Janius would be able to handle it, as the Bosmer across the room was still a threat. She grabbed her bow before it disappeared, brought herself up to one knee, and quickly fired off an arrow in the Bosmer's direction. It of course missed, but it caused him to duck back behind his table long enough for Ahnasha to recover more completely.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Hmm, need to figure out what Ssarak can do other than grieve. Maybe someone can read his mind...or his obviously depressed expression?

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I may be delayed by the fact that this post is taking forever to write.

ESO is down for maintenance though, so I don't have much else to do.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

So far, I count 6 dead, one wounded. Just to keep track

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

I'll let you handle the fighting for Janius and Sabine. Everyone's first kills in the fight will have the element of surprise, so they will be easy pickings, but the other half of the room will be more of a standard fight, since they will have had time to arm themselves.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The lookouts had no time to react to Ahnasha and Fendros' arrows. They made a small measure of noise when they slumped over, but it was nothing suspicious. The group move up on the sides of the doorway, keeping up their same formation. Without a word Meesei nodded to Ahnasha and pointed to the room ahead.She returned the nod, then cast invisibility over herself and stepped through the pathway into the next chamber. For about a minute, they heard nothing more than the same movement and chatter from the other room that had existed since they arrived. Ahnasha silently returned shortly afterwards and dispelled her invisibility.

"I count twelve. Seven on the left, five on the right. Eating, talking, drinking. Looks like the same group from the ambush. There are weapons all over, not all are immediately on hand. I saw an Orc woman, but no male. There is a passage on the other side leading deeper in the cave, though." Ahnasha explained quickly at a low whisper.

"Then we shall strike quickly. Sabine, Lorag, Janius, charge in and quickly strike on the group at the right. Take out one group so we don't get surrounded. Ahnasha, Fendros, we will move in behind them and go to the right as well. Be sure to stick to the wall to keep our melee allies between us an them. Be sure to pick off any ranged opponents first." Meesei ordered, having no time to take suggestions. Everyone moved into position, with Janius taking the lead, Lorag behind him, and Sabine behind both. On Meesei's signal, they all charged in. As per the plan, they each picked someone from the group on the right to attack. Lorag rushed toward the closest enemy to the door, while Janius and Sabine ran for two near the back to flank them.

Meesei, Ahnasha, an Fendros came in immediately behind Sabine, sticking to the right wall. Meesei witnessed Lorag meet his foe first, though it could hardly be called a fight. They had ran in so swiftly that a few of the hunters on the other side of the room had not even noticed by the time Lorag's hammer met the Imperial man's head, crushing in his skull immediately. The Nord beside him at the table shot up and scramble for the longsword leaned up against the wall nearby, but Meesei quickly put an end to his resistance. After casting a shield spell on herself, she hit the sword with an exploding fireball to stop him in his tracks, then hit the man with an intense stream of lightning, maintaining it for a few seconds. Once she released it, he fell to the ground either dead or unconscious, so she lit him on fire for good measure.

Ahnasha saw that the others were handling the group on the right well, so she moved to the right with Meesei, then focused to the left. She had made note of where some of the weapons were sitting when she scouted the room, so she knew where to look when looking for an archer. An Argonian male shot up toward a bow on a nearby table, so she fired an arrow which struck him in the hip, sending him to the ground. She nocked another arrow quickly and fired again at his torso while he was on the ground. She could not be certain if he was dead, but he definitely wasn't fighting anymore.