Lord Zee

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"An Orc and an Elf at this time of night? What next I wonder." Tiberius asked inquisitively before looking at the Elven women.

She was very beautiful, and probably used that to her advantage many times before when caught. If he hadn't known who the orc was that stood before him, Tiberius would have probably helped her, but the situation painted itself- she was in the wrong. He collected himself, Gorman had said something about a thief anyways, and from their little engagements earlier, Tiberius respected him. It would be entertaining to here his side of the story.

He put his blade up against the woman's neck, his expression bare. He flatly stated, "Drop the satchel please. If you are telling the truth, you can get it back."

Tiberius then turned to Vert and spoke, "Search her of weapons. Oh and try not to eat her." He finished with a smile, then turned to Gorman and winked.

"Now, perhaps you could explain what exactly is going on? We've had one hell of a night and I'd prefer it if this conflict could be brought to a close, peacefully."

Tiberius couldn't exactly remember the satchel from earlier but his head was a mess, it still was actually, so he probably missed it. He wondered what had happened to Gorman after they had left the town, now to find him here was slightly suspicious but he doubted it was anything major. It wasn't like the orc had been following them... or had he?

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I'm still here, and don't plan on going anywhere.

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"Go where...Tiberius? It found us in- nngh...th' middle 'a nowhere" Kaite growled, mostly trying to think of reasons not to get up. "If 'e wanted us dead...well, y'know"

Tiberius looked up at the night sky, thinking upon what Kaite had said. She was right of course, that monster had found them not by accident, he was sure of that. But leaving here, the site of a battle, was always more preferable then staying. That was common sense, she should know that. He was about to tell Kaite what he thought but then Xen cried out and Tiberius faltered.

The mans words resonated within him, "The Scout is a nice trophy.." and the knight realized he had already failed his mission. Dionaea Sycamore was gone...

He had just thought she hadn't been up to the mission, that she hadn't believed in herself enough to join them. It had never occurred to him that she might have been taken before it had started. Instead of sleeping he should have gotten to know her! Anything was better then knowing he had the ability to prevent it from happening.

He balled his fists tightly, shut his eyes and whispered to himself, "I could have done something...And now shes gone."

His distressed state of consciousness was interrupted by Xen once again, "Okay everyone, we camp here for the night. I will keep watch. Laina, supper's on you tonight."

With a deep breath and effort, Tiberius got to his feet upon hearing those words. He spoke sadly, "I think staying here is a bad idea Xen, we don't know what else was watc-" His voice cut off as he heard a rustling a ways off from the dark forest. Fearing another attack, he grabbed his sword and took a defensive stance.

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Tiberius felt the magic pour into his body with great richness. It reminded him of comforts after a hard days work, going home to warmth and filling the belly of food and drink. This however, made Tiberius feel ten times better then anytime he was at his best. It gave him strength in that dark hour, and lifted his soul from the edge of the abyss. His loneliness, fear, and doubt were washed away in a river of courage and Tiberius stood up. He grabbed his sword and without further delay, attacked the foul creature and its darkness.

His strides were not quick enough and before he knew it, Tiberius was watching Kaite fight the warlock by her lonesome. She too, must have been given strength from the ring, it was the only explanation. It all seemed slow to him, he watched the shield be flung at the warlock, only for it to be flung out of the way. Then the creature charged Kaite and they met with a sickening screech of metal. He thought it would continue to attack Kaite but instead it changed course for Zenovia...

Tiberius was nearly at the warlock, his longsword poised for an attack and upon his finals steps he jumped, aiming to hack at the man's neck. Before he was even close enough, the warlock did something he had not been expecting and dark energy barreled forth from him. This wave of force sent him flying through the air and landing hard on his back and head before rolling twice, with his helmet falling off in the process. He was prone, and thinking of how foolish that entire ordeal probably looked. Slightly dazed, he looked up to see Ivan yell something as he charged at the man but his ears were ringing so he couldn't make it out.

He lay there in the dirt for what seemed like an eternity. There was the dim sounds of blades clashing and shouts echoing around him, his group were doing the majority of the fighting, even with the magical boost he had. Tiberius slowly started to regain his senses as a feeling of clarity washed over the area. He looked over to see that Vert was holding the sword that the man had plunged into the ground. Whatever the dark magic that had thrown them into disarray before was gone. Seizing that opportunity he got up once more and charged the foe, battling along side Kaite and Ivan but for every mark they hit, the wounds seemed to heal ever so slightly. Then, as quickly as their foe had arrived, he was gone in a dark miasma.

Tiberius looked around the clearing, making sure the man had truly departed before finally dropping to his knees. He breathed heavily from exhaustion but knew they were not yet safe to rest. His long hair was all over the place and sweat fell from his brow like raindrops, but he was fine for the moment. He only cared about the others, some were in much worse condition then he was. Looking around at them with his amber colored eyes he spoke aloud, "We need to go, this position is compromised and who knows what else is coming our way." He paused, getting to his feet in the process before continuing, "I fear we have a long night ahead of us.."

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I'd like to apologize for my lengthy leave of absence! I'm very sorry for not saying anything and I know I should have. With break and all, plus the holidays and getting to see friends from college, I just found myself pretty much busy everyday. I'm still here and have not abandoned this Rp! I shall now write, no more excuses.

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I'll try to post this weekend, or as soon as I get a good chunk of time. Been working a lot this week and when I get home all I want to do is sleep haha.

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When the man before him swatted his companions to the side like flies, that was the moment Tiberius began to charge him but before he could, something began to happen that he did not understand and he faltered. Foul, eldritch words flowed out of man's mouth, completely incomprehensible to him. It was like something out of a nightmare and he was briefly reminded of his childhood terrors. The cold, the dark and being eternally alone. Whatever the man was saying wasn't good and Tiberius could see that when his allies began to falter as he was.

He looked back to see Kaite fall and then he felt the crushing despair of being alone wash over him. It sank into his heart and there it stirred in him feelings of doubt and despair. Tiberius sank low to his knees and on his hands tears came to his eyes. He felt heavy, like his armor beginning to weigh too much for him to bear or was he just becoming to weak to wear it? It was so quiet he could hear his heart beating frantically and he hated it. The feeling of being alone and unable to move properly was gnawing at him like a starved dog at a bone. His breathing became erratic and he realized he was panicking badly, something he hadn't done since his father passed. The feeling of hopelessness was the same thing he felt then and he was only reminded of his failures. He wished more then anything to be able to stand up and fight the demon that was causing him and his allies to suffer. If only he was stronger.. more capable of defending those he loved, then maybe he wouldn't stop failing like he almost always did when it truly mattered.

Then Tiberius felt a pull towards something small and extraordinary and he remembered, the ring. Eru's ring! He still had it, not all hope was lost, that was if it would help him. With little to not options left, Tiberius began to laugh, softly at first then into a hearty roar. He looked up at the man, hoping to get his attention and boldly exclaimed, "Not one of us here would ever bend their knees for you, demon. Loyalty is earned, not asked for. Now, how about we have a fair fight? Eru, please help me in this fight."

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Actually quick question. What exactly would Tiberius be feeling right now? Hes not magical so hes not really effected by that part of the spell.

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Writing up a post now.

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I have never stopped having fun. This entire thing was kinda blown out of proportion in my opinion. It just goes to show that you can't please everyone and sometimes that's alright. Right now though, it's hard to say what needs to be done. I for one will probably have Tiberius fight the Warlock mainly because he has no magical potential at all and can just wish to feel better again. Unless something else happens.