Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140604150022/@comment-3293219-20140605100612

Eilonwyn wrote:

(I think someone can't read when it gets late...)

(Actually, my post was late. I posted it and then refreshed to see another three posts since. XD)

Xervish and Set were cut off from the rest of the group, they fought together, taking on the vast bulk of the horde, completely oblivious to Julie and Maria's struggle as they were lost in the crowd.

"Get the fuck out my way!" Set immediately snapped at one of the mist figures, which approached him, in an effort to be intimidating. It didn't work though as Set wasn't remotely afraid of this creature...

The creature failed to oblige and so, Set marched towards it, letting his sword hang by his side before he raised it in the air and struck down on the creature. It burst into a cloud of smoke as he brought his sword down on it, not nearly as satisfying as killing a living thing...

The Bosmer turned around and slowly marched towards his estimated direction of the Julie and Maria but the mist creatures were so thick, it was very difficult to tell which way was the right way to go. He had been cutting through these mist forms for what felt like hours and he quickly noticed that he was slowly getting surrounded; his aggression and skill were the only things keeping them at bay.

"Where..." He panted as he felt some sweat roll down his face and stick to the scab on his cheek.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">"Where the fuck is Xerv-"

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">He was cut off as one of the mist creatures leapt through the air and attacked him, holding its sword above its head and bringing it down on him. He managed to raise his sword arm to block it but it trembled under the force of the blow, causing him to stumble back, almost dropping his sword.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Set eventually built up the strength to return the strike before spinning around and decapitating a shadow creature that was coming up behind him. The Bosmer pushed forward, desperate to get through to find Julie or Isis as he feared for both of their safeties. He continued to push through, jumping up and head butting one of the mist figures, causing it to stumble back before he rammed his chest into its stomach. He ran over to the next one and smashed his hilt in its face, repeatedly as if he wanted to punish every enemy that got in his way individually.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Set had been working through the mist forms for hours, finding himself heavily fatigued as he doubled over and began to pant, heavily as his legs turned to jelly. He was going to give way, any second now and when he did, it was over...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Julie... <span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB"> He groaned and took another step forward as he saw another mist figure approach, having to wrap both hands around the one handed sword's hilt as he clumsily swung it upright, taking off the creature's head. To say that he was losing hope was an understatement... Every mist creature that he killed, another seemed to take its place. He wasn't even sure if had moved at all, over the last fifteen minutes, all he knew was that he was getting surrounded and he was running out of time.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">The Bosmer rolled his shoulder and continued to march on, this would be over soon. It had to be...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Had to be...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Set clutched his fist once more, bringing his sword up to his eye and marching forward again, striking diagonally, left and right as he hacked and slashed his way through a few more mist creatures. This was a waste of strength and effort as he found himself surrounded again, it was like they had built a wall around him, to stop him from intervening...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">"G-Give me a f-fuckin' break..." He slurred, doubling over so that his sword was touching the ground, he was barely able to keep his head up and look them in the eye. Those featureless, laser like, eyes of the mist people just stared at him as they slowly advanced, Set did his best to build up as much anger as possible, to replenish his strength but his anger reserves had been depleted as he found himself overwhelmed by despair...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">The figures just surrounded him, closing in and obscuring his vision as they homed in on him, like they were giving him the go ahead to drop his sword. The hilt slipped out of the Bosmer's grasp and fell to the floor, with a clatter, the mist warriors closed in on him, closer and closer as he dropped to his knees.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">No... <span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB"> Set couldn't even think anymore as he felt a boot press against his arm and push him onto his back, looking up at the mist figures as they stood over him, their weapons raised, ready to bring them down and finish him off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">He kept his gaze fixed on the swords above him as they hovered over his body, watching them as they were brought down, unable to resisting wincing and shutting his eye to block it out.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Set didn't feel any pain and if they were going to kill him, they would have done it by now. Something was stopping them...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Suddenly, a bright light hit his face, causing the mist figures to turn around and face it as something emerged from the carnage. The Bosmer opened his eye to see one of the mist figures look around, only to get hit by a life-drain spell, which caused it to dissolve into a red mist and flow into the one assaulting it. Prompting the rest of them to look up and see their attacker, they immediately left Set as he was in no condition to fight and they approached the mage, ready to deal with the threat as quickly as possible.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">All ten of them burst into a cloud of red smoke, which hovered in the air for a second before drawing towards its master. The Mage immediately began to approach Set, standing over them as a silhouette as the bright light from behind obscured most of their features. His eye widened as it approached and immediately cast a paralysis spell on him, ensuring that he couldn't move before it knelt by his side and got to work.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">The figure grabbed hold of his cheek and rolled his head to left, so that it was in his blind spot, whether this was deliberate or not was uncertain. He immediately felt pain in his neck, a small incision had been made with a blade but he didn't feel like he was losing blood, even if the cut did sting like hell.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Over the next few minutes, he faded in and out of consciousness, whenever he was awake he felt cold and clammy... I like something dead was inside and whoever this person was, they seemed to be touching the cut on his neck a lot, though it didn't hurt anymore. In fact... he felt nothing...

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">He lay there, limp as the mage continued to 'work' on him, unable to think or feel anything, his only movements were the occasional, involuntary shifts, from where the mage had touched him or leant on him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">After what felt like a few hours, which could have been for all Set knew, he heard the zapping sound and an overwhelming light hit his retina as he faded away for the last time...

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