From: Doug (gryphon4101_at_comcast.net)
Date: Mon Jul 14 2003 - 01:07:14 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>
Maerath struggles to fight the force binding him to the ground (Willpower
Test?).
OOC: Upon being released he will run out into the street, sword drawn, and
look for the creature. If he sees it, he will run forward with an agressive
attack.
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