Meesei had been unleashing a relentless assault on the mage and archers above since the beginning of the fight, but it was taking its toll. Magically, she was exhausting herself, and she could not keep it up such ferocity any longer. She needed to relent. "Get to cover!" She said to Ahnasha and Fendros beside her as she moved behind a stalagmite. Reaching into her satchel, she pulled out the magicka potion Sabine had given her and downed it as quickly as possible. She could begin to feel its effects immediately, but it would take a few moments for her to recover completely.
Ahnasha saw that Lorag managed to finish one off with some help from Janius. He had been stabbed in the process, but he was still up and fighting, and now there were only three defenders on the ramp. A bit of space had opened up on the left side, which gave her an idea. She ducked behind cover as Meesei advised, then glanced over to the other two. "Try to keep them pinned." She said before dispelling her bow and replacing it with two bound daggers. Once again, she cloaked herself in invisibility, then ran forward straight toward the shield wall. Ahnasha sprinted toward the left side of the ramp, ran around Lorag, then pushed through the small space between the edge of the ramp and the Nord spearwoman on the far left. Invisibility was not absolutely perfect, especially at close range, so the woman saw her shimmer run by, but was too late to stop it. Suddenly, the entire situation had changed. Janius and Lorag were assaulting from the front, while Ahnasha was readying her daggers behind them. The spearwoman tried to turn to face her and let her ally beside her deal with Lorag, but her ally was too slow to protect her. As soon as she tried to turn, Lorag smashed her in the back with his hammer, causing her to stumble forward practically straight onto Ahnasha's dagger. Ahnasha grabbed the woman as she was following and stabbed her three times in the chest before letting her collapse to the ground. As long as the archers and mage above were unable to focus on them, the two remaining hunters defending the ramp would fall quickly.
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Leon5431 said
It does. Now I have a few other things I am going to get done and then I can get back to playing ESO.
Nice. I leveled up 20 times while you were gone.
As Sabine, Janius, and Lorag started to move up, Ahnasha and Fendros tried to keep the archers pinned. Since the Dunmer mage was able to use a ward to protect himself, however, he saw the plan unfold and readied himself to retaliate. Meesei ran in front of Ahnasha and Fendros, holding up a ward to protect them from spellfire. Unfortunately, the Dunmer was repeating the same tactic, so neither of them could affect the other. This was a stalemate that needed to be broken, quickly. In a bit of a risky maneuver, Meesei abandoned the ward and quickly fired an explosive fireball, not at the mage or the archers, but at the ceiling above them. The force of the blast damaged a stalactite enough to cause it to fall down to the ground below. The Dunmer was able to back up in time to avoid getting hit, but dropped his ward in the process. Meesei, Ahnasha, and Fendros followed through immediately with a barrage of arrows and fireballs. The trio on the ledge ducked down behind rocks and burning crates, unable to return fire. For Meesei, it was a magically draining assault, and Fendros only had so many arrows, but they needed to only keep them pinned for a short time.
Since Janius had the shield, it made the most sense for him to attack the middle of the hunters' formation, while Lorag moved to the left. The hunters were having to split their attention in three directions, but that did not mean it was going to be easy. Lorag stared down the hunter in front of him, keeping himself just out of range of the spear. The hunter was a pretty strong looking Redguard man, but both of them knew that Lorag had the raw strength advantage. The Redguard stabbed his spear forward periodically to keep Lorag back, but never did anything more aggressive than that. It was clear they were purely focusing on defense. After a few lunges, Lorag managed to break the stalemate by using the haft of his warhammer to deflect the spear to the side, then grabbed onto it and tried to pull it from the man's grasp. The Redguard was outmatched in terms of strength, so thinking quickly, he grabbed a knife from his belt with his other hand and stabbed towards Lorag. It was a rather awkward motion with his shield attached to that arm, but it was successful enough. Lorag's armor, while it did protect well, was not a complete full body suit. There were small gaps in unimportant areas, one of which the Redguard managed to exploit. He stabbed his silver dagger into Lorag's hip, just above his left leg. The stab wound, coupled with the burning sensation of the metal, caused Lorag to stumble back slightly and lose his grip on the spear. The Redguard attempted to capitalize on the opportunity by lunging his spear toward Lorag's head. Fortunately, not only was Lorag able to bring his arm up and deflect the attack with his iron gauntlet, but the Redguard was now perfectly open to a strike from Janius, as long as he could pull himself away from the two in the middle safely.
Since Janius had the shield, it made the most sense for him to attack the middle of the hunters' formation, while Lorag moved to the left. The hunters were having to split their attention in three directions, but that did not mean it was going to be easy. Lorag stared down the hunter in front of him, keeping himself just out of range of the spear. The hunter was a pretty strong looking Redguard man, but both of them knew that Lorag had the raw strength advantage. The Redguard stabbed his spear forward periodically to keep Lorag back, but never did anything more aggressive than that. It was clear they were purely focusing on defense. After a few lunges, Lorag managed to break the stalemate by using the haft of his warhammer to deflect the spear to the side, then grabbed onto it and tried to pull it from the man's grasp. The Redguard was outmatched in terms of strength, so thinking quickly, he grabbed a knife from his belt with his other hand and stabbed towards Lorag. It was a rather awkward motion with his shield attached to that arm, but it was successful enough. Lorag's armor, while it did protect well, was not a complete full body suit. There were small gaps in unimportant areas, one of which the Redguard managed to exploit. He stabbed his silver dagger into Lorag's hip, just above his left leg. The stab wound, coupled with the burning sensation of the metal, caused Lorag to stumble back slightly and lose his grip on the spear. The Redguard attempted to capitalize on the opportunity by lunging his spear toward Lorag's head. Fortunately, not only was Lorag able to bring his arm up and deflect the attack with his iron gauntlet, but the Redguard was now perfectly open to a strike from Janius, as long as he could pull himself away from the two in the middle safely.
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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.
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.
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.
Hey Leon, are any of your characters free?
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).
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.
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.
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