<font color=red>Plaxica 16/70

Plaxica did not hear the inquisitors words about the were creature, as the voice in his mind spoke to him again and he had a mental debate with it.

<font color=darkred>"Why would you sacrifice your life for this Larry? You barely know him."</font>

"These others seem to think he is really important. And I also have an account to settle with the mage."

<font color=darkred>"Go and play the hero then! But remember that your life isn't worth being sacrificed at this time. And also remember: whenever you need help I shall be here."</font>

Plaxica snapped out of the inner monologue and looked around. The Inquisitor had just finished speaking and Vincent had already gone towards the next room. In a whirl of arms and feathers Plaxica took his were-form and then just softly landed on the ground. He sniffed deep, filling his nostrils with the smells around him, looking for familiar smells. The smells of Andrion and Nanashi.</font>

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<font color=aqua>Larry Silverfall 23/23

He proceeded forward, and when the two of them came to the center of the room, nobody had yet presented themselves to the two intruders of this dark privacy.

"My name is Larry Silverfall...and I was sent here by Marcos...to seek the Duchess of this castle."

He figured that such an introduction was fair and balanced and caused no alarm, and then simply waited.</font>

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<font color=white>Action at the battle

Vincent, you were successful enough to initiate attack before being noticed. The arrow flew through the air, striking your enemy (Kynnen). Since I am at school at this time, I need somebody to roll dice for me for damage, taking into effect the called shot. Whoever rolls, please post to the discussion thread. I will appreciate the help.

Kynnen: Awaiting judgement on the shot. You are now aware of other enemies nearby after the roll has been made to the loss of your HP. At this time, your haste spell will wear off during your next move. I think that has been long enough in duration. You need some armor man!

Andrion: You are now aware of enemies nearby. The effects of your domination will follow this description. Question...will mirror image be successful on an invisible man? What is being mirrored? If that is a stupid question, I apologize. [img]smile.gif[/img]

All other players...you are now at liberty to engage in combat, as you have lost your secrecy with Vincent's attack.

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OOC>>>As for this post of Kenden, I shall not assume that the arrow has hit or missed or even hurt Kynnen...but will post a move that allows for this pending attack roll.

<font color=666633>Kendel 81/81

Kendel was busy fending off the drow, and had already received a flesh wound to the left leg with the halberd when he realized that his allies had finally arrived. It was about time, for he did not know if he could have lasted much longer. As he kept the halberd at bay, he saw the wounded guard struggle to his feet and limp toward him, but could not stand on his leg long before he collapsed again. Then he began crawling toward Kendel. He came within reach of Kendel's leg, and began to tug at him, trying to pull him down off of his balance. </font>

<font color=white>DM Note: Kendel has suffered 6 HP damage from Kynnen's attack prior to the allies showing up.</font></font>

[ 01-25-2005, 11:30 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

<font color=white>For Plaxica:

Your owl senses tell you two things. The exact location of the man, Andrion, which you expected and one more thing. See your PM to find out, as I shall not post it publically yet. </font>

[i]Arcades shifted uncomfortably on the horse as he heard the Howl of Tao in the breeze. He was worried about his friend, and would do just about anything to keep her safe. Such was a Dragon's way of life, Defending those who needed help.

<font color=red>Plaxica 16/70

With several fast flaps of his wings Plaxica flew into the room where he sensed Andrion. Vincent could feel the air from the wings as the owl flew past him. Looking at the position where Plaxica smelt Andrion he saw that the mage had created several illusional copies of himself. Yet it was not by sight that the wereowl sensed him. The man's smell betrayed his location clearly to Plaxica. He could also see and smell the drow. The same drow as in the prison. The mage must have helped him escape. But Vincent and a guard were already attacking the drow. Plaxica had to concentrate on Andrion. The mage was currently their greatest concern. As he dived towards the mage his hearing could pick up the sound of the murmurings of another spell.</font>

OOC: waiting with Andrion post for a reply to a pm.

<font color=666633>Kendel 75/81

Kendel was saved in the niche of time, as an arrow sped across the room and took off the ear of the drow...which took him out of the race for a turn. This gave Kendel the opportunity to grab the guard that was being a pest and knock him unconscious with the butt-end of his blade. He hoped that the poor guy would live through this ordeal, though he'd remember the horrible things he had done. People had been known to kill themselves after coming out of such trances. He hoped that the Inquisitor could help this unfortunate soul.

He turned to see his allies rushing into the room.

"Take care of the Mage!
I will handle the drow!"

He turned back to the drow who was holding the place where his ear should be.

"Whenever you're ready...dark elf." </font>

<font color=green>Andrion Wilgor 60/60

His eyes spotted Vincent attacking Kendel, and he also saw the drow being hit by the arrow. Yet he concentrated on the wereowl, who was flying at him at a high speed. As he started casting a spell he felt a slight push as the owl slammed against his stoneskin. With the brief thought about the possibility of a stone owl breaking when it hit the ground Andrion cast the spell: Flesh to Stone at Plaxica, who was two feet from the ground at the time.</font>

<font color=slategray>Kynnen 67/85

The drow held his halberd up to swing when the arrow took off his ear. "Xsa!" he cried, and clutched at the place his ear was the second before. He took a few steps back, looking behind to see where the ear went off to. "Waele rivvil srow." His bloodlust pumped up by his anger he took his halberd again, and letting the blood flow out of his head charged at the man he was fighting with, eager to dispatch him soon, to take vengeance at the man who took off his ear. Running at him, his halberd was poised to impale the man through the chest "I am ready, auflaque!!" He felt the world around him speeding up, going back to normal. The spell was wearing off.</font>

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<font color=orange>Inquisitor Marcos of Snowdale - 98/98

On seeing the various magi, Marcos stooped to gather up a net from the ground. He then continued his stride in their direction, a harsh gaze barely pausing with any of the combattants.

He addressed the room in general, speaking calmly and clearly as he closed the distance.

"You may drop your weapons on the floor. You may lower your magic wards, and calmly return to your holding cells. Your rampage through these castle halls is ended, your target is beyond your reach. Only death will be your reward for resistance now."</font>

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Vincent Pathfinder 98/98

Seeing his arrow fly just off it's mark but still doing damage Vince grimaced for a second and then knocked another arrow. Hearing Kendel say <font color=666633> "Take care of the Mage! I will handle the drow! </font color=666633>" Vincent took aim again on the drow, only aiming lower for his midsection and legs, noticing blood already on one leg he took aim for it. Just then several images of Andrion appeared, and a large owl flew by him momentarily distracting him, remembering that Plaxica had entered the room behind he decided to hold off on shooting the drow and follow the flight of the owl, maybe he may lead to the mage, and if so, he is a dead man
Training his bow he followed the flight of the owl.

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