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Taron	Nightmares	Lead	[-]
Posts: 87 (01/10/10 8:37 PM) Sigil of the Dragon Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Tags : None There is brief feeling of weightlessness, and then the mage is falling, to land hard on something that is defintely not Greater Faydark's forest floor. Muttering something unpleasant in Gnomish, Taron rolls to her feet, slapping at her simultaniously smoking and drenched clothing. "Ugh." She spots Falinia and 'Lina nearby, also climbing to their feet. She moves stiffly over to them, glancing around. The trees here are bent and twisted by some cruel hand. The sky is dyed a deep purple, with streaks of red and green in it. There is no sun that the mage can see. No clouds. She shudders, wishing she had a nice cloak. "Well. . . I don't know where we are." Suddenly realization strikes and Taron's voice becomes a little more afraid. Inwardly, she groans. "Wrong forest, Fal. We're in Nightmare." Last Edited By: Taron 02/15/10 12:03 AM. Edited 1 time.
Falinia		#1	[-]
Posts: 112 (01/10/10 11:40 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Falinia feels her face grow pale then a deep red from anger. "How did we end up in Nightmare?" The Koada'Dal furrows her brow and gives 'Lina her hand to help her up. The wizardess looks around, obviously irratated. "Come here, Taron. I'll port us out." She wraps her arm around 'Lina as 'Lina grabs Taron's shoulder. Falinia closes her eyes and begins to mutter the Arcane words. "I don't think so." a rough voice growls and chuckles. Falinia screams as her head begins to pound. Random, nightmarish, images of grusome deaths and torture fill her mind. Her hurting the people she loves...and a Teir'Dal with snow white hair and crimson eyes. When she sees the Teir'Dal, she fights back a sob. "I thought I was rid of her." she thinks and the images stop. She takes a shaky breath and looks back at Taron and 'Lina. "One more try," she whispers in a hoarse voice. "Just one more try." Falinia swallows hard and grabs her friends again, praying that this time they could leave. She murmurs the Arcane words and the voice chuckles. "Trying again, lovely? When are you going to learn to stop?" The images return and Falinia holds back a scream, trying to continue the spell. The images become more violent, but the wizardess refuses to back down. They continue on, going faster. Eventually, Falinia gives in and screams, stopping the spell. The images stop again, and the Koada'Dal wipes blood from her nose and mouth. "Ugh, the taste of blood is terrible." she sits down and buries her face in her hands, not knowing what to do. After a few minutes of silence she looks back up and continues on in a gruff voice. "Shall I try again?"
Taron		#2	[-]
Posts: 89 (01/11/10 12:06 AM) Sigil of the Dragon Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Taron's eyes are worried. "No. Don't... don't get hurt." Her face sets in a stony expression. Whirling to face the warped trees, she summons an air elemental. The elemental whips her hair and wet clothes, drying them. Taron twists her hair into a rough bun at the back of her head. When she speaks again, it is with the elemental's voice. Its tones are whispery thin, but as she speaks through it, the howl of an angry sea underlies the whispers. The mage's eyes are just as angry as she addresses the open air. "Who are you? Did you take us here?" Without waiting for an answer, she snaps through the elemental, "Show yourself."
Falinia		#3	[-]
Posts: 113 (01/11/10 11:50 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Falinia looks around and sighs. "It's not going to work." she mutters Falinia stands up with a groan, grabbing her right side. She takes a step towards a tree, then leans on it. "What do you want? I thought I was now useless to you." Falinia crosses her arms and leans her head back against the tree, waiting to see if she would reply. The Teir'Dal emerges from behind the trees with a grin. "Oh, but sweetling," the Teir'Dal walks up to Falinia. "What about our deal? I kept my end, I expect you to keep yours." Falinia keeps a cool face and looks at the Enchanteress. "That so? How did you keep your end of the deal, pray tell? I specifically remember you saying he was still waiting for me. He still wanted to--" Falinia stops and glances at Taron. "No need for her to know about how I was weak.." Falinia thinks then turns to the Teir'Dal. "I think you know. Considering the fact you know everything thing I have thought, and what I am thinking now." Falinia hisses. The female chuckles. "Aye, that I do. But remember what I also said?" The Teir'Dal grins and with a quick movement of her hand, an illusion appears. In the illusion, Falinia is there with a male Koada'Dal, and a child. Falinia is smiling at the child as she rolls a ball on the floor to the male. The child giggles and the child's father laughs. Falinia swallows hard as she watches the illusion. A tear rolls down her cheek. "All this can be yours, lovely. Just, do your end of the bargain." "How will you do that, hrm? I can't even have a child now, and because of you. I'm not even in my first century, and you have already ruined most of my life." Falinia feels her face grow red and electricity crackles from the wizardess's hands. "You are so hot headed for a Koada'Dal. Just settle down. I have a cleric with me, and he could fix that right up." Her crimson eyes glance around and her lips whisper a grin as she snaps. A male Tier'Dal walks up swiftly. "You called, m'lady?" The enchanteress smiles and walks up to the cleric. "Won't you heal her so she may have a child, if she agrees to help us?" The female gives the Koada'Dal a sly grin and turn back to the male. The male glances at Falinia then nods. "See there, lovely? Just agree to help us." "Why would I do that? There is such a thing as adoption." "Aye, but it's not the same as your own child. Knowing that is your own. Your blood. But, wait. I just remembered," she chuckles. "You aren't even good enough for your own kind!" Falinia bites her tounge. "At peace, Falinia. Live up to your Sigil, Unuttered Zeal." "So? There's more to learn. I shouldn't even be worried about a child. I need to complete my studies in wizardry." Falinia says in a calm voice. The Teir'Dal sighs. "Whatever you wish. But, you still need to keep your end of the deal." she glances at Taron and 'Lina now, just realizing they were there. "Or you're not going to like where this little visit goes." Falinia's eyes widen as she glances back at Taron and 'Lina. "There's no way you're going to hurt them." Falinia glances at the Teir'Dal, knowing that she can hear her, even though nothing's being said. "Try me." the Teir'Dal grins slyly. "Just let them escape, do whatever you want with me." "I'll think about it." Falinia glares at her. "What is there to think about?!" The enchanteress chuckles and walks over to 'Lina. "Hello there, lovely. You can call me Katrine. I'll tell you what, sweetling. Fal here wants you and Taron to leave, while she stays here. What do you say to this idea?" The Teir'Dal smriks, then glances at Taron. "And what say you, Taron? Your call. You can leave, continue on with your life. You just have to leave Fal, is that alright with you?" Last Edited By: Falinia 01/11/10 11:54 PM. Edited 1 times.
Mulolina		#4	[-]
Posts: 28 (01/12/10 12:15 AM) Sigil of Harmony Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	'Lina gives Katrine a confused look. "Are you an idiot? Really? There's no way I'm leaving without Fal. And what do even need her for? Hrm? You can use me instead, if possible. If not, then I suggest you look somewhere else. We are going to leave, as in right now." 'Lina stands up straight, looking the Teir'Dal in the eyes. Katrine watches 'Lina and can't help but chuckle. "You're as bad as Falinia! Look, sweetling. I need a Wizard, of Solusek Ro. Not a Paladin of, whatever you serve. But..." She cocks her head sideways. "I want to try something." She grins and cups 'Lina's face in her hand. 'Lina winces and tries to push her off, but Katrine keeps a firm hold. "What are you doing?" 'Lina furrows her brow, and continues to try and push her off, but three Teir'Dal men come up behind her and take a firm hold of 'Lina. "Interesting! Very interesting." Katrine grins at 'Lina. "I've never seen this before. I can't get into your mind.." Katrine raises an eyebrow. "Why are you so different though?" she muses out loud. 'Lina begins to kick and punch the men. "Get your bloody hands off of me." 'Lina struggles, but doesn't give in. Katrine can't help but laugh. "Fal, not only does she look like you, she acts like you too!" Falinia growls and walks over to 'Lina trying to push the men off, but Katrine stops her. "No, no." She chuckles and makes the images come again, but this time, not only Falinia sees them. The Teir'Dal men scream and take off running, but 'Lina just stands there and wipes a bit of blood of her busted lip then runs to Fal. "What're you doing? Stop it! Stop it now!" 'Lina turns around to Taron to see if she is affected.
Taron		#5	[-]
Posts: 91 (01/12/10 12:38 AM) Sigil of the Dragon Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Leave? No.. she can't leave Fal. Not here, and not with this Teir'Dal. Taron gives the enchantress a cold stare. "All right with me?" The sudden images crash into her mind, sending her senses reeling. She gasps, struggling to keep her feet. The ground shifts, and she cries out involuntarily. "Ahh!" She forces the sound to stop as quickly as it began, forcing the images away. They still rest on the edge of her mind, waiting for a opening. If something should break her control... Fear is in her eyes now as she steadies herself, but it does not stop fire gathering around her fingertips. The flames are weak, sputtering softly. A breath of wind curls around Falinia's ear, so only she can hear. Its breathy voice wavers in pain, only barely held at bay. "Falinia... I will stay if you want me to, otherwise I will get 'Lina out of here. I can see that woman's not letting you go.. but if 'Lina and I run for it, we can probably make it." The voice hesitates at the 'probably', but continues to speak, forcing the words out. "Or if I flame them now, we can all run." It pauses a moment longer, in gentler tones. "There are clerics in the Sanctum, you remember. Do not gamble your life for this."
Falinia		#6	[-]
Posts: 114 (01/12/10 6:27 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Falinia nods. "Do it," she whispers. "Take 'Lina to the Sanctum, and do not let her out. Have someone watch her, and please make sure she goes not go anywhere alone." Falinia holds back a sob, and winces as her head continues to pound. 'Lina glances at Falinia and hears Fal's words. "Nuh-uh, Fal. No way am I leaving without you." "'Lina! You will go with Taron. Do as I say." 'Lina walks over to Fal, still unaffected by Katrine's magic. "You're not my mum, you can't make me." Falinia winces. "I'm incharge of you." Falinia stands and with every once of strength left in her, grabs 'Lina in a hug. "Be a good girl, little 'Lina. Do not try and be a hero. Just, listen to Taron." she murmurs in 'Lina's ear and 'Lina vanishes. Falinia quickly grabs Taron and gives a nod. "Do as I said, Taron. Be safe." Falinia grabs her pounding head as the images get more violent, and Taron vanishes. Katrine frowns and makes the images come faster, making them more painful. "That 'Lina girl is very special, and could've been a big help, Falinia. You shouldn't have played hero." Katrine continues to make the images become more gruesome, but Falinia refuses to scream. "Trying to be tough, are you?" Falinia opens her eyes and says in a rough whisper, "Who's trying?" Katrine chuckles and stops. Falinia takes a shaky breath and sits down. "I'll find her, you know. I'm going to get her, and she will help. But for now, you'll do." Katrine snaps her fingers, and Falinia is surronded by Teir'Dals. "Go put her away, let her rest. She's no good right now." The Teir'Dals nod and pick Falinia up, one of them holding a dagger to her throat. "Get your hands off of me. Where am I supposed to run?" Falinia pushes the Teir'Dals away weakly, though they keep a firm hold on her. "Falinia, don't fight. Just do as I say." Katrine grins and walks away. Falinia feels her eyelids grow heavy as the Teir'Dal men shove her to the destanation. She begins whisper a prayer in Elder Elvish. But this time, she does not pray to the Burning Prince. This time, she prays to the Mother, Tunare. Praying that Tunare will protect Taron and 'Lina...and possibly, herself. Last Edited By: Falinia 01/12/10 9:46 PM. Edited 1 times.
Laent		#7	[-]
Posts: 6 (01/13/10 12:00 AM) Sigil of the Aegis Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Above their heads, an Iksar crouches, hidden in the branches of a twisted tree. He watchs the scene with interest, raising a brow when two disappeared. Portals were not his favorite things in this world. His sharp teeth flash white in the gathering dark, and he sinks his claws into the wood in anticipation. His grin widens, and he follows the group from above, swinging through the trees with animal grace. This could get interesting.
Falinia		#8	[-]
Posts: 115 (01/13/10 11:57 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The Teir'Dals hear the sound from above them and they shove Falinia. One of them speaks, continuing on in the Teir'Dal language. "Who'd you bring with you?" "No one, just the half-elf and gnome. They're gone now, incase you didn't notice." Falinia grins weakly but winces when they push her again. A Teir'Dal male comes out from in front of them. When Falinia looks up, she shudders, remembering that was the same Teir'Dal who had stabbed her stomach, making her unable to carry children. "You again, really?" the male chuckles. "Hello again, Toval." Falinia says quietly. Toval walks over to Falinia and looks her up and down. "Ever recover, sweetling?" Falinia glances at him then looks back at the ground. "Hmph. Take her into the room. Give her some of that old bread and dirty water. We can't have her starving or anything, but we don't want her feeling like this is a vacation or anything." Toval stops and looks up at the trees. After a few minutes of silence, he shrugs and waves a hand. "Carry on."
Laent		#9	[-]
Posts: 7 (01/14/10 11:04 AM) Sigil of the Aegis Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Follow them. Curiosity getting the better of him, the Iksar swings after the dark elves and the Koada'dal. There were two parties here. Now the only thing to do was decide which side to take.
Falinia		#10	[-]
Posts: 126 (02/14/10 10:53 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The dark elves shove Falinia into a grimy room and slam the door. Falinia falls hard on the ground rolls to lay on her back. She lies there for a few moments, pondering what to do. -------------- Mean while, Katrine and Toval are discussing with their party on what they'll do. "Are we gonna kill her?" Toval looks up from his drink. "Not yet, brother." Katrine grins and looks around to all that are gathered. She shimmers for a moment, then is in the illusion of a Koada'Dal. She grabs a bottle of Rose Absinthe off of a desk near by and pours a cup. "We are going to get her drunk. This plan is flawless. You see, this is what's gonna happen." Katrine half-smiles and sets the cup on a table near her. "We're going to give her some of this," she holds up the Absinthe again. "it's a strong drink. By strong, I mean strong. She'll think it's water. Or, I'll make images come into her head, and force her to drink it." "Making her drink is gonna make her help us, sis? That's all we gotta do?" Toval smirks and turns around to the men behind him. "Boys, this'll be easy. Shove a drink down her throat and we're done!" Toval takes a shot of the clear liquid in his cup then grins. "Hold your tounge, brother." Katrine hisses and gets closer to him. "I can and will hurt you too." "Should I be scared?" Toval keeps a clear face as he watches his sister. He grins when she turns away. "Mother always said that tounge would get you in trouble, Toval." Katrine grins and turns around. With a quick wave of her hand, Toval and the other Teir'Dals are down on their knees as the images pump through their mind. "Now, shut up, and let me finish." She stops the spell and mutters, "moron" under her breath and continues on. "Once she's drunk enough, erase her memory. Make her forget almost everything. Almost. She'll forget her childhood, Kararn, us. The only thing she'll remember is that she's the Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal. Everyone else? Forgotten. Or so she thinks. You see," she stops for a moment and rubs her fingers on a desk nearby. "she won't really be forgetting her memmories. It's an illusion. But, unless the Gods bless her," she grins. "the spell shouldn't wear off. That way, if we're all Koada'Dals, she'll think that someone got her drunk, that we need her help, and we'll return her home." the enchanteress turns around to face the group. "Any questions?" A small, stout, male dark elf emerages from behind a few other men and speaks. "Are we going to kill her? Or will we just let her go? Is there a chance that, something important can trigger her memory to come back?" Katrine cocks her head sideways as she looks at him. "I think the only thing strong enough, would be Kararn. But, that'll be no problem, now will it." she grins and casts a spell. As everyone in the group turns into a Koada'Dal, one remains a Teir'Dal. Katrine grins and hands him the cup she poured earlier. "Now then, brothers. Shall we go?" Toval grins hand stands up. "C'mon, boys. There's work to do." He grabs his weapons off of a table and walks out the door. The men follow as Katrine goes last. ------------------ After laying there, not being able to think of anything, Falinia jumps when the door opens. "Here," a male dark elf with a gruff voice hands her the drink. "Drink it. Then sleep, we've got work tomorrow." Falinia glances at the drink then back to him. "Dear, I would rather die than help you with anything." The male growls. "So be it." he pulls out his dagger and puts it to her neck. "Drink it." Falinia keeps a cool face and inhales deeply. "No." Katrine, who is waiting outside the door, mutters and casts a spell. The images enter Falinia's mind, along with Katrine's voice. "Drink it, or they will not stop." she makes the images come harder. "Now." Falinia tries to suppress a scream as she reaches for the cup. She drinks it then gets a dizzy look on her face. Her alcohol tolerance was never very high. Almost everything she had, she put water in to weaken. Only once or twice had she been really drunk. She looks at the cup again then grabs her head, continuing on in a slurred voice. "What now? I-is that all you have got?" Falinia falls back on to her back. Katrine grins as she enters the room and sees Falinia on her back. "Too strong, sweetling? No worries. I'll make it all better." she grins and cups the wizardess's head into her hands, muttering some Arcane words. Falinia's eyes close as Katrine continues on. Toval watches from behind his sister, wondering if this was truly going to work. After she's done, Katrine smooths her robe. "Now, we wait. She should wake soon." she glances around at all the men that are now high elves. "Remember, once she wakes, the only thing she'll remember is her Sigil, and maybe reconginze a few faces, but probably won't be able to put names to the faces." she grins and leans against the wall. "It's finally happening." the Teir'Dal thinks silently to herself. "Soon, the plan will be over. And this time, it'll work." She grins at Toval and links her hands together in front of her, waiting patiently. Last Edited By: Falinia 02/15/10 12:03 AM. Edited 3 times.
Laent		#11	[-]
Posts: 8 (02/15/10 12:22 AM) Sigil of the Aegis Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Laent lurks in the shadow of the cave mouth. Wait for one to wander too close... aha! With the speed of a snake he strikes, hauling a hapless guard out by the back of his cloak. The illusion fades as he slams the dark elf against the rock. The guard's eyes flicker in fear above the hand clamped firmly over his mouth. When he tries to shift his weight and run, the Iksar simply pushes him farther up the wall, leaving his feet dangling uselessly. "Now..." Laent grins, making the dark elf flinch. "What to do with my little fish?"
Falinia		#12	[-]
Posts: 144 (04/17/10 12:43 AM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The guard chokes and sputters, "Who are you?" he tries to kick his way out, but fails. "Help!" a muffled sound emerges from the Teir'Dal. Does anyone hear him? ----------- Katrine sighs after some hours and walks off. "Take her to the room, boys." she says roughly. "Also...." she glances back and pulls out a potion. "I slipped a bit of this into the drink...it contains stronger magic than even myself. An Iksar Shaman, Skarla, cooked it up for me...I do say, though, I had no idea it would last this long. But, if she wakens and the spell for some reason seems to not work, give her just a bit, a bit, of this. It should knock her out long enough to at least see what in the blazes of Ro made the spell not work." she looks down at the high elf wizardess laying on the floor then leaves. The men look at each other and one picks the slender, limp form up effortlessly. He kicks open the door and carries her carefully out, glancing down at her pale face every once in a while. When they reach the room, he lays her gently down on the bed and mutters, "I'll stay outside the door, so she won't run off." Toval grins and watches the man, crimson eyes glistening. "She's a wizard, what does it matter?" The Koada'Dal shrugs and mumbles, "I, uh, dunno?" Toval chuckles softly and pats the man's back. "Good boy." The warrior grins and walks off. The Koada'Dal leans against the wall and sighs heavily, after a few moments, his heavy eyelids close and he drifts off into a heavy sleep ---------- Falinia wakes up with a jolt, gasping for air as she looks around. "What in the blazes of Ro..." she mutters as she looks down at her tattered robe. "Katrine, you stupid idiot. . .not only do you try to kill me, you ruin my robe!" Falinia growls as she stands, wincing as pain shoots through her. She looks down at her leg, dried blood covering her thigh and down to her calf. The gash in her thigh, now bleeding again. "Well, of course. The day I where the robe I love, this happens." Falinia murmurs and looks around, limping over to a water basin. She rips a piece of her tattered robe off and dips it in the cool water. She lets the cloth set and splashes some water on her face. The wizardess dries her face on her sleeve, looking around again before picking up the cloth. She wrings the cloth out and cleans around the wound, scrubbing away the dried blood, and dipping it in the water again. The crystal clear water turns to a faint, reddish color. She watches the water. . .wondering. . .she quickly shakes her head and wraps the cloth around the wound in her leg, wincing as pain shoots through her. The weary wizardess closes her eyes and sighs softly. Opening them again, she slowly stands up and limps over to the door, pressing the side of her head against it to see if she hears anything. Hearing only quiet murmuring, she tries to think of a plan. The wizardess turns a shiny trinket in her ear that Shalkai had given her, it always seems to calm her. . .to remain "Unuttered" so to say. She glances around the room, almost nonchalantly, stopping when she spots a small window. She reaches slightly forward, grabbing anything that seemed stable enough to support her as she walked. Studying the window, she muses to herself, "I could squeeze though that, could I not?" She looks down at her pale, frail body, looking rather similar to just skin and bones. Falinia nods to herself and opens the window quietly, wincing when it squeaks. The Koada'Dal turns her head towards the door, listening for anyone who might be coming. When she hears nothing, she grabs the wall and makes her way to a chair. "Come now, Falinia. It is just a chair. . .surely you have enough energy." She silently convinces herself that she can and will do it as she begins to cast a spell. The chair silently rises off the ground, and Falinia can't help but smile proudly at her work. She reaches for it and drags it to the window, putting most of her weight on it. The spell wears off and the chair hits the ground with a loud, "BANG!" Falinia's eyes widen as she looks at the door, hearing many footsteps approaching, along with Toval's voice booming, "Is she awake? Why did no one inform me! Go! Move outta my way, weakling." The wizardess looks around frantically, grabbing her pounding head. The adrenaline rushes through, and ignoring her leg, she climbs onto the chair and out the window. The window latch catches the bandage she had wrapped around her leg and rips it off, digging into the gash and making it larger, deeper. Falinia swallows a scream and falls onto her back. The wind knocked out of her, and fresh blood gushing from the wound, she tries to get up. She manages to crawl away slowly, trying to be quiet. She reaches for one of the twisted trees, putting her weight on it and slowly climbing up, swallowing sobs, though she is unsure if the sobs are from terror or pain. As she reaches branches and pulls herself up higher and higher, she stops on a limb and holds her breath as the Teir'Dal men sprint outside with Katrine and Toval following quickly behind. "Oh, come on sweetling!" Katrine shrieks. "You're not going to beat me! Besides," Kartine sheds her Koada'Dal form and returns to her natural form. "Hide-n-seek is my favorite game." The enchantress grins and splits the men up. Falinia watches in silence as she leans back against the trunk of the tree, the pain from her leg throbbing. She moves her leg slightly and bites her lip, trying to not make anymore sounds. She exhales slowly, quietly, and watches the men move all around the building. "She couldn't have gotten far, keep looking!" Toval bellows. "I did not get very far, Toval. Glad to see you at least have a bit more brains than the last time we met." Falinia thinks silently and continues to scan the crowd. Her eyes move to an odd figure. She peers at the figure and watches carefully. "An. . .Iksar?" she wonders to herself. She squints her eyes to see a bit better and then widens them. "Laent. . ." she whispers. "Oy! Over here!" a teir'dal shouts as he studies the window Falinia had cralwen out of. "Blood drops. . .all the way to there," he points to a spot near the tree the injured Koada'Dal had climbed up. He looks back at the window and reaches for the peice of clothing, still hanging on the window latch. Katrine takes the cloth from the man and pats his head. "Good work." she continues on in a sly voice, grinning. "Get our worgs. They'll be able to find her. They do seem like they want a toy to play with, and who better than," Katrine stops for a breif moment then screams, "a high elf wizardess who is a coward! The worgs want to play, Falinia! They may be a bit hungry too." Falinia takes a shaky breath and rubs her eyes, pondering her options. Get caught? Try to run? Try to meditate and port out? No, there wouldn't be time for the latter, running with her leg, would be more like a tortoise running, and, getting caught. . .Falinia shakes her head and looks back to where Laent was, frowning slightly when she sees he his gone. "Does he work for Katrine? I do not remember him from when Katrine went by, 'Vanya'...perhaps he recently started to work with her? Oh, gods. . ." She looks back at her leg and begins to panic as blood drips down from her leg and trickles down the tree to where the teir'dal are standing. She stiffens as she hears a faint sigh from right below her, she slowly peers down and whispers, "What in the blazes of Ro?" as another figure climbs up to her. Last Edited By: Falinia 04/17/10 11:23 AM. Edited 2 times.
Laent		#13	[-]
Posts: 9 (04/18/10 3:58 PM) Sigil of the Aegis Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	The dark elf guard lay in one of the thorn-covered bushes that frequented the Plane of Nightmare; gagged and bound. His eyes roll wildly, but he doesn't dare move. The less thorns that had to be picked out of his skin later, the better. Above Falinia's head, the leaves rustle slightly. Her eyes spot a dark form crouched among the branches before Laent throws himself downwards. He catches the dark elf climbing the tree, carrying them both to the ground in a heap of flailing limbs. Laent gains his balance first, rising to one knee and grabbing the dark elf by the collar of his chain shirt. The Iksar then heaves him bodily into a tree, the crack echoing into the ears of the searchers. The dark elf rises blearily, shaking his head back and forth as if to clear his ears. He takes a stumbling step forward, tottering on his feet, when his knees buckle and he collapses. Laent bares his teeth in a satisfied grin. Straightening, he draws a wicked-looking longsword from the scabbard across his back. From his belt he produces a dagger. He twirls it loosely in his fingertips, waiting for the guards to find him.
Falinia		#14	[-]
Posts: 147 (05/01/10 3:10 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Falinia lets out a squeak as she ducks her head, squeezing her eyes shut as the scene happens. When it's done, she reaches for a weak limb, trying to get down. The limb was weak, letting out a crack when Falinia pulled on it. The wizardess, ignoring the crack of the branch, carefully minds her leg as she swings her slender body to the branch. With a quick snap, she's falling, and lands on Laent. "Oof--ow. I apologize, I.." she looks back down at the Iksar and gently pushes herself off of the ground. "What are you doing here? Do you work for Katrine? Well?" The Koada'Dals voice echos through the trees as she reaches for a tree. She looks down at the ground, seeing the dark elf lying there motionlessly. She glances back up to Laent and with a quick wave of her hand, a portal appears. She motions for him to enter, waiting. They were too weak to handle Katrine alone, if they were going to do it, they needed help. But, leaving, perhaps. . .she quickly shakes her head, and looks at the warrior with pleading eyes and whispers in a hoarse voice, "Go. She would not dare to find us anymore, I am certain. Running right now, is a capital idea." she nods and pulls Laent close to the portal. She glances at a figure behind a tree, knowing it was Katrine and thinks, "You cannot win." She tries to keep a cool voice as Katrine's voice enters her mind. "Not today, at least." Falinia closes her eyes and tugs on Laent's arm. "Please, come on."
Laent		#15	[-]
Posts: 10 (05/01/10 7:49 PM) Sigil of the Aegis Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Laent frowns, cocking his head to the side. "Wait." He holds up a hand to stem Falinia's protests and turns slowly in a circle, green eyes scanning the twisted landscape. Inwardly he shudders at the thought of the portal. No telling where it'll go... "I hear something."
Taron		#16	[-]
Posts: 202 (05/01/10 7:54 PM) Sigil of the Dragon Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Tongues of flame leap across the pair's sight, cutting them off from the advancing dark elves. Taron slips through the circle of fire, beckoning to someone behind her. "Come on, Lina, it won't hurt you." She offers Falinia an apologetic, worried smile. "Er, hi. Don't be too angry..."
Mulolina		#17	[-]
Posts: 36 (05/01/10 11:20 PM) Sigil of Harmony Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	'Lina, spotting her cousin, grins and sprints through the circle of fire, gripping Falinia in a tight hug and continuing in a sing-song voice. "Fal! Fal, oh, we've returned! We're going to save you, oh yes ma'am we are!" Lina stops when Falinia winces and looks down at Falinia's tattered, blood soaked robe. "Wh-what'd you do, darlin'? Ye, gods! That looks painful..." Lina closes her eyes and murmurs a quick blessing, taking some of the pain away, but not all. She looks up with a slight smile, her light blue eyes shining. "That helped?"
Falinia		#18	[-]
Posts: 148 (05/01/10 11:35 PM) Sigil of the Unuttered Zeal Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Falina doesn't return Lina's hug, or reply to Lina's words. She just glares at Taron, her face turning red. "Taron,. . .did I not say to not return? Did I not say that?" The wizardess shrieks as she takes a step forward. "Do you realize how you have put Lina and yourself into danger? I almost got Laent to escape. I was so close. Then you come just to put yourself in harms way? What were you thinking Taron! What could have possibly went through your mind?" Falinia winces and grabs her side, taking a few deep breaths. "Never mind. I need to get you all out of here." Falinia turns to Lina and she can feel her throat constrict. "Did the gods not give you brains, child? I knew bringing you to here was a bad idea. And all because you are fond of that boy? After this, I am taking you to Felwithe. You are going to live with grandmother, until you can at least mind me. Gods know when that will be." The wizardess takes sharp, shallow breaths, her vision blurring slightly. She reaches out for Lina and leans slightly against her, continuing in a sharp whisper that seems to cut through the silence. "Just because. . .of that boy. There are other people, 'Lina. Can you not think of someone else for that stupid ball?" The Koada'Dal closes her eyes, feeling slightly dizzy. She opens her icy-blue eyes and glances towards the mage, whispering softly. "We need to go, Taron. All of us." she glances back to the bush then back to the gnome.
Taron		#19	[-]
Posts: 203 (05/02/10 12:25 AM) Sigil of the Dragon Order of the Arcane Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Taron points at the paladin, a smile pulling at her lips despite Fal's anger. "Her fault." The mage drops the playful tone, replacing it with a more serious expression. "Really, Fal. Why do you think we'd just leave?" The wall of flame leaps higher, engulfing the surrounding area in light. Strangely, nothing catches fire, while still keeping the attackers back. Hesitantly Taron steps forward, stretching a hand out to steady the wizardess. "Fal... you okay?"
Mulolina		#20	[-]
Posts: 38 (05/02/10 10:25 AM) Sigil of Harmony Order of the Mighty Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Lina looks around innocently. "Wha-me? I'm the one who tried to have you stay! Your fault you came along." the half elf nods seriously, trying to not smile. She looks back at Fal and grabs the slim arm of Falinia. 'Lina braces the wizardess up as she watches Falinia with worried eyes. "Fal, maybe we should take you to the temple..."