From: Naron (naron_at_bigpond.net.au)
Date: Sun Jul 13 2003 - 04:02:19 BST
As Maerath draws his broadsword and grabs for his shield the Kaleb-things face ripples slightly.
"FOOLS!" He yells. "STOP!" He flings an arm up toward Maerath.
Maerath's body locks solid and he stands as a statue unmoving, blade at the ready.
Seizing the opportunity but realising there is too little space with Maerath in the way to swing her own sword, Shalandra draws her dagger from a sheath on her ankle. Lunging forward she thrusts it at the Kaleb-thing but misses as it twists from her blow.
Temorya moves from the area where the spiders are, wathing them as they stream toward the exit, intent on moving Pean. Temorya blows air acroos his body, and you watch as his clothing billows out, filled with air to aid in protecting him.
Pean begins to move his hands in an intricate dance as he moves the threads of magical energy into his spell. Maerath at the same time struggles to free his muscles, his mind attempting to fight the magical energy that holds him to the spot. The energy though is well crafted and stronger than Maerath had hoped.
"Enough of these games!" The Kaleb-thing hisses at you all as he throws his arm out, pointing at Pean. A green bolt of mystical energy leaps from his extended finger and strikes Pean in the chest searing flesh and causing third degree burns. The force of the energy enough to knock a troll to the ground you watch amazed as Pean retains both his footing and his concentration on his spell. The acrid smell of the elfs flesh fills the hut however and you realise that he is severely injured by the spell.
Maerath seeing the attack fights at the magical energies imprisoning him in his own flesh. Sheer force of will beginning to win is quickly washed away by the power that holds him. Temorya, positioning himself above Maerath gathers a handful of earth as he weaves the magical energies required for his spell into his matrix.
Shalandra strikes again but the Kaleb-thing moves forward toward Pean and out of the way of her thrust for a second time. Pean finally opens his hands and you see a small creature fly from his hand and begin to circle the Kaleb-things head all the time screaming at the figure.
"Think you are something special? We have seen your type before and are unimpressed! I have seen far scarier things in the last circus that went through town!" The small creature hurls curses at the Kaleb-thing, distracting it. You see Kaleb's face bulge and from it a sickly green reptilian snout now emerges from the Dwarf's changing features. The snout looking like the feature of a T'skrang.
The spiders swarm toward the door suddenly start to disappear. First you think into cracks in the home until you catch sight of one that just seems to disappear into thin air.
Catching sight of the weakness his summoned spirit is creating Pean pinches himself on the wrist and flicks his arm as if throwing something at the Kaleb-thing. The motion seems to have no effect as the Kaleb-thing flings out its arm again.
"Begone!" It hisses. The same green bolt leaping from his hand to Pean again causes Pean to crumple to the ground. The Kaleb-thing pushing open the door as he steps over the unconscious elf.
Temorya distracted in his anger throws the earth into the air. Forming briefly into tiny darts of earth they crumble well short of their target, leaving dust in the air.
Shalandra drops her dagger and follws the thing out into the street, drawing her broadsword from its sheath. Screaming she brings it down, to the shocked look of several locals on the street. This time the blow is aimed true and the blade digs deep, cutting through sinew and bone. The figure is knocked face first into the dust of the street writhing trying to push itself back up again.
<There you have it, the state of play at the moment!>
<Maerath cannot move, Pean is unconscious (for actual damage amount look on your page John), Temorya is still inside and Shalandra has just knocked the Kaleb-thing to the ground though it is still conscious and attempting to get up.....>
<Moves please>
<Mark>
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