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Killing Spree · 05-12-2002, 10:54 PM

ooc: [img]tongue.gif[/img] Larry, you are one pathetic Deiter. "Now heal my renewed body and I shall stand again at your side!"? No! Deiter would have said, "Now gimme a potion so I can go kick Larry's ass!"

~Chani nodded quickly, then cried out in surprise as the monsters began clamoring from their cells.~ "Damn you Larry!" ~She then grabbed the other half-elf under the arms, attempting to drag him away from the creatures. (Larry hadn't fed him his pop-tarts, so he was kind of scrawny and it wasn't too hard.) Getting him to the far corner, she offered him a healing potion well she began a hasty healing chant.~ "Nim gul!Nim gul ana! Ana ara! Nim gul ana ara Elhonna! Ana ara Elhonna!" ~The healing elven energy ran from her fingertips and into Deiter's body, closing his wounds and giving him the energy to lift the potion to his lips.~

Larry_OHF · 05-12-2002, 11:08 PM

OOC>>>Shut up Spree...at least I delivered the fool into your hands so that you could consummate! You owe me big time for keeping his arse alive!

IC>>>Larry struggled to his feet and noticed that Cyril had turned his back on him, while giving aid to the betrayer. He felt his anger transformed into energy for his body. His life was fueled by the hatred of the one that now stood in his room defiling it and ruining his plans for conquest. Sneering at the poor fool, Larry stretched out his hands and blades of ebony shadow appeared in each. Speaking the silent words, "Las asombras vengan y pongen obscuro este cuarto!", the room began to flood with shadows that swirled and boiled, appearing alive and nearly too dense to see through. Larry now was in the mood to stalk his prey. Working with the shadows, being nearly concealed within them, He crept forward, blades at the ready.

Cyril Darkcloud · 05-12-2002, 11:34 PM

The shadows grow thick indeed, taking on an aspect similar to heavy fog and rendering sight all but useless. ~ He thinks me blinded, and he is right. He assumes that this darkness conceals him, and in that he is more wrong than he realizes. ~ To move, even the Modding Mage must brush against the air, and to live, he must breathe. Should Cyril need its power the dark bladed axe, the one called nightsong, may well allow his eyes to pierce this shrouding darkness but such power is better kept in reserve to be made use of in the exertions of battle and is best not used when other senses may suffice. He remains still for a moment aware that the One Who Mods will easily see his movements. Despite the damage he has done to the Mage, the advantage in power lies firmly in Larry’s hands. ~ The Mage’s expectations must be used against him, he must be made to doubt the power he relies upon.

Returning the stormreaver to its place over his shoulder, he steps forward in the groping manner of one attempting to feel his way through the darkness. He listens as he walks for the change in the Mage’s breathing and the signs of movement that will signal an attack. His groping hand will then take from his belt the axe that is so well balanced for throwing and he will meet the movement of the Mage with a sudden violence of his own.

ooc: If possible, he will hurl the axe at his opponent's knee. If not, he will simply take his best shot.

[ 05-12-2002, 11:39 PM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]

Larry_OHF · 05-12-2002, 11:46 PM

Larry sees his moment of attack. He stops and holds his breath, as he is very near the man. Cyril probably had tons of magical protections, so he would end this battle the old fashion way...by running his sword through the fool's gut! Larry then charged forward, both blades swirling in the air, intent on bringing his opponent down fast. He yelled as he ran, knowing that he could not be seen and expecting his opponent to be so disoriented as to not know from which direction the attack was coming.

OOC>>>Do as you please.

Larry_OHF · 05-12-2002, 11:51 PM

Sorry, Cyril...
I have to crash...
I can't keep my eyes open!
Good luck with the response post.

Cyril Darkcloud · 05-12-2002, 11:57 PM

ooc: Fair enough. Rest well, Larry.

Even with his knowing that it was coming the attack surprised him with its speed. It is a confident assault, powerful in its violence. Using the slight advantage his deception had given him, Cyril reaches to his belt and with a practiced movement withdraws the axe and hurls it at the rushing attacker. There is no time to aim carefully for the knees and so he simply throws it forcefully at the body of the One Who Mods. He hears it strike, not knowing if the blow has had any effect other than that of disorienting surprise. Again, he uses the slight advantage of a few instants of time to step swiftly aside and draw the stormreaver. The hand axe returns to the spot in which he had previously stood, but there can be no pausing to retrieve it.

He breathes deeply. One more card must be played in this game of the mind. He whispers, as he braces for close combat, a few words in the tongue the One called Larry uses to assert his power, “Buscas mi vida. Bien. Vas a tenerla.” There is a slight warming in his hands as his life and health gather near the handles of the axes.

ooc: I've been saving the Spanish since Cyril's very first post in this story.

[ 05-13-2002, 12:12 AM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]

Larry_OHF · 05-13-2002, 12:04 PM

OOC>>>You learned the secret shadow language! Lol!!!

As Larry was racing forward, he did not imagine that he could be so easily seen, as he figured that the echoes in the room would distort his voice to make him appear to come from every direction. That plan did not work. Larry felt a blow to his right side that sent him tumbling and rolling across the floor in great agony. Cyril's axe had found him and sliced into his side! The pain was too intense to stand up at the moment, and he merely lay there, suffering. The shadows dissipated at the loss of concentration from their master, and Larry was left fully visible to his attacker. He looked up and met the eyes of Cyril Darkcloud. Pulling himself up to his knees and leaning on one sword, he muttered, "So...you have penetrated my forces, entered my domain, and have now come to take me out of this forum. You...cannot imagine the tyranny and terror that would befall Ironworks if I were not in control here! Clans would spread to every forum in the website! Trolls would lurk freely to destroy others' fun! The people that reside here would be at one another's throats in a week! Ironworks needs me here! And you would be the one to destroy me? For what? I have never offended you and have even spared your life twice before! This is how you repay me?"
As Larry spoke, a shadow in the rear of the room just behind Cyril started to solidify and take form.

OOC>>>Three more moves...you, me, then you to finish. Then you have to save the girls.

Morgeruat · 05-13-2002, 12:07 PM

OOC sorry I didn't post earlier but I just saw all the new posts this morning.

IC: The arrow sped towards Morguerat and the stormbringers aim was true, the soul rending torment the former paladin had felt since Neb had pierced him, began to ease, realizing that it was due to more than than just his mortal shell slipping finally into death, it was a death of a sort, the arrow struck deeply into the heart of the betrayerand with a flash of brilliant light that temporarily broke through larry's magical darkness the arrow disapeared, consumed by the evil it was combatting. "Ust Solaris Oth Mithas" the words came easily now and he felt them more than said them, what strength he had was too little to permit speach, but Morguerat felt the taint upon his soul being fighting to remain, but ultimately failing against Cyril's magic. From the wound oozed a small blackened piece of metal that hardened into a matallic lump.

His breathing coming easier and his broken spirit partially restored the fallen paladin began to breathe easier, perhaps if his works were worthy and his soul stayed free of taint Torm would return the paladinhood to Morguerat, such things were rare and took great deeds and much self sacrifice to accomplish, but they were not unheard of. Unfortunately, the two instances Morguerat had heard where that had happened had ended in the deaths of the knights involved, one had valiantly defended his fleeing comrades against the fury of a white dragon, his friends had come back later to destroy the wyrm and took the block of ice that had been their friend to bury it, and in the other tale the knight had sacrificed himself singlehandedly driving a horde of ramaping Tanar'ri back to the abyss and sealing the portal with his own lifeblood, destrying the runes in the summoning chamber.

Morguerat was willing to submit to pains much worse than either of those tales if it would only mean Torm would once again smile on him.

Cyril Darkcloud · 05-13-2002, 12:11 PM

ooc: Finishing up a paper for school [ ~ I love the academic life. I love the academic life. I love the academic life. ~ ]. Will post sometime this evening.

TAOWolf · 05-13-2002, 02:21 PM

ooc:

*LMFAO* Now you know how work does me!! *LMAO*

IC:
Wolves are not accustomed to being underground for long periods of time, unless it is in the den to whelp pups..................As the cell doors open and the air becomes dank and still, TAO looks at the other wolf and they exchange a glance of shared unease at being so far underground without an escape route known...........

Two sets of amber eyes turn silver in the darkening air, and start to glow....................

Glancing quickly at Spree and Deiter, TAO sets herself in front of the smaller female, her hackles rising and lifts her head in a power-filled spell howl, the other wolf quickly adding to the song of power.........

TAO rears up and slams her front paws to the ground, the other female quickly following suit, adding to the shockwave of pure druidic power that now flows outwards from the wolves, spreading along the floors and walls quickly.....

Curiously, the power skirts around Spree and Deiter, knowing not to harm them..........

The walls start to shake, and the open cell doors start slamming shut one by one as the wave of power moves outward down the corridor.............

05-13-2002, 12:07 PM	#88
Morgeruat Jack Burton Join Date: October 16, 2001 Location: PA Age: 45 Posts: 5,421	OOC sorry I didn't post earlier but I just saw all the new posts this morning. IC: The arrow sped towards Morguerat and the stormbringers aim was true, the soul rending torment the former paladin had felt since Neb had pierced him, began to ease, realizing that it was due to more than than just his mortal shell slipping finally into death, it was a death of a sort, the arrow struck deeply into the heart of the betrayerand with a flash of brilliant light that temporarily broke through larry's magical darkness the arrow disapeared, consumed by the evil it was combatting. "Ust Solaris Oth Mithas" the words came easily now and he felt them more than said them, what strength he had was too little to permit speach, but Morguerat felt the taint upon his soul being fighting to remain, but ultimately failing against Cyril's magic. From the wound oozed a small blackened piece of metal that hardened into a matallic lump. His breathing coming easier and his broken spirit partially restored the fallen paladin began to breathe easier, perhaps if his works were worthy and his soul stayed free of taint Torm would return the paladinhood to Morguerat, such things were rare and took great deeds and much self sacrifice to accomplish, but they were not unheard of. Unfortunately, the two instances Morguerat had heard where that had happened had ended in the deaths of the knights involved, one had valiantly defended his fleeing comrades against the fury of a white dragon, his friends had come back later to destroy the wyrm and took the block of ice that had been their friend to bury it, and in the other tale the knight had sacrificed himself singlehandedly driving a horde of ramaping Tanar'ri back to the abyss and sealing the portal with his own lifeblood, destrying the runes in the summoning chamber. Morguerat was willing to submit to pains much worse than either of those tales if it would only mean Torm would once again smile on him. __________________ "Any attempt to cheat, especially with my wife, who is a dirty, dirty, tramp, and I am just gonna snap." Knibb High Principal - Billy Madison

05-13-2002, 02:21 PM	#90
TAOWolf White Dragon Join Date: December 1, 2001 Location: Mountains of Arkansas, US Posts: 1,887	ooc: LMFAO Now you know how work does me!! LMAO IC: Wolves are not accustomed to being underground for long periods of time, unless it is in the den to whelp pups..................As the cell doors open and the air becomes dank and still, TAO looks at the other wolf and they exchange a glance of shared unease at being so far underground without an escape route known........... Two sets of amber eyes turn silver in the darkening air, and start to glow.................... Glancing quickly at Spree and Deiter, TAO sets herself in front of the smaller female, her hackles rising and lifts her head in a power-filled spell howl, the other wolf quickly adding to the song of power......... TAO rears up and slams her front paws to the ground, the other female quickly following suit, adding to the shockwave of pure druidic power that now flows outwards from the wolves, spreading along the floors and walls quickly..... Curiously, the power skirts around Spree and Deiter, knowing not to harm them.......... The walls start to shake, and the open cell doors start slamming shut one by one as the wave of power moves outward down the corridor............. __________________ May the moon always shine upon your face, and your imagination soar to the heavens.... Chan ann leis a’chiad bhuille thuiteas a’chraobh.

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05-12-2002, 10:54 PM	#81
Killing Spree Mephistopheles Join Date: July 11, 2001 Location: The Ashes Age: 37 Posts: 1,427	ooc: [img]tongue.gif[/img] Larry, you are one pathetic Deiter. "Now heal my renewed body and I shall stand again at your side!"? No! Deiter would have said, "Now gimme a potion so I can go kick Larry's ass!" ~Chani nodded quickly, then cried out in surprise as the monsters began clamoring from their cells.~ "Damn you Larry!" ~She then grabbed the other half-elf under the arms, attempting to drag him away from the creatures. (Larry hadn't fed him his pop-tarts, so he was kind of scrawny and it wasn't too hard.) Getting him to the far corner, she offered him a healing potion well she began a hasty healing chant.~ "Nim gul!Nim gul ana! Ana ara! Nim gul ana ara Elhonna! Ana ara Elhonna!" ~The healing elven energy ran from her fingertips and into Deiter's body, closing his wounds and giving him the energy to lift the potion to his lips.~

05-12-2002, 11:08 PM	#82
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	OOC>>>Shut up Spree...at least I delivered the fool into your hands so that you could consummate! You owe me big time for keeping his arse alive! IC>>>Larry struggled to his feet and noticed that Cyril had turned his back on him, while giving aid to the betrayer. He felt his anger transformed into energy for his body. His life was fueled by the hatred of the one that now stood in his room defiling it and ruining his plans for conquest. Sneering at the poor fool, Larry stretched out his hands and blades of ebony shadow appeared in each. Speaking the silent words, "Las asombras vengan y pongen obscuro este cuarto!", the room began to flood with shadows that swirled and boiled, appearing alive and nearly too dense to see through. Larry now was in the mood to stalk his prey. Working with the shadows, being nearly concealed within them, He crept forward, blades at the ready.

05-12-2002, 11:34 PM	#83
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	The shadows grow thick indeed, taking on an aspect similar to heavy fog and rendering sight all but useless. ~ He thinks me blinded, and he is right. He assumes that this darkness conceals him, and in that he is more wrong than he realizes. ~ To move, even the Modding Mage must brush against the air, and to live, he must breathe. Should Cyril need its power the dark bladed axe, the one called nightsong, may well allow his eyes to pierce this shrouding darkness but such power is better kept in reserve to be made use of in the exertions of battle and is best not used when other senses may suffice. He remains still for a moment aware that the One Who Mods will easily see his movements. Despite the damage he has done to the Mage, the advantage in power lies firmly in Larry’s hands. ~ The Mage’s expectations must be used against him, he must be made to doubt the power he relies upon. Returning the stormreaver to its place over his shoulder, he steps forward in the groping manner of one attempting to feel his way through the darkness. He listens as he walks for the change in the Mage’s breathing and the signs of movement that will signal an attack. His groping hand will then take from his belt the axe that is so well balanced for throwing and he will meet the movement of the Mage with a sudden violence of his own. ooc: If possible, he will hurl the axe at his opponent's knee. If not, he will simply take his best shot. [ 05-12-2002, 11:39 PM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]

05-12-2002, 11:46 PM	#84
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Larry sees his moment of attack. He stops and holds his breath, as he is very near the man. Cyril probably had tons of magical protections, so he would end this battle the old fashion way...by running his sword through the fool's gut! Larry then charged forward, both blades swirling in the air, intent on bringing his opponent down fast. He yelled as he ran, knowing that he could not be seen and expecting his opponent to be so disoriented as to not know from which direction the attack was coming. OOC>>>Do as you please.

05-12-2002, 11:51 PM	#85
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Sorry, Cyril... I have to crash... I can't keep my eyes open! Good luck with the response post.

05-12-2002, 11:57 PM	#86
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	ooc: Fair enough. Rest well, Larry. Even with his knowing that it was coming the attack surprised him with its speed. It is a confident assault, powerful in its violence. Using the slight advantage his deception had given him, Cyril reaches to his belt and with a practiced movement withdraws the axe and hurls it at the rushing attacker. There is no time to aim carefully for the knees and so he simply throws it forcefully at the body of the One Who Mods. He hears it strike, not knowing if the blow has had any effect other than that of disorienting surprise. Again, he uses the slight advantage of a few instants of time to step swiftly aside and draw the stormreaver. The hand axe returns to the spot in which he had previously stood, but there can be no pausing to retrieve it. He breathes deeply. One more card must be played in this game of the mind. He whispers, as he braces for close combat, a few words in the tongue the One called Larry uses to assert his power, “Buscas mi vida. Bien. Vas a tenerla.” There is a slight warming in his hands as his life and health gather near the handles of the axes. ooc: I've been saving the Spanish since Cyril's very first post in this story. [ 05-13-2002, 12:12 AM: Message edited by: Cyril Darkcloud ]

05-13-2002, 12:04 PM	#87
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	OOC>>>You learned the secret shadow language! Lol!!! As Larry was racing forward, he did not imagine that he could be so easily seen, as he figured that the echoes in the room would distort his voice to make him appear to come from every direction. That plan did not work. Larry felt a blow to his right side that sent him tumbling and rolling across the floor in great agony. Cyril's axe had found him and sliced into his side! The pain was too intense to stand up at the moment, and he merely lay there, suffering. The shadows dissipated at the loss of concentration from their master, and Larry was left fully visible to his attacker. He looked up and met the eyes of Cyril Darkcloud. Pulling himself up to his knees and leaning on one sword, he muttered, "So...you have penetrated my forces, entered my domain, and have now come to take me out of this forum. You...cannot imagine the tyranny and terror that would befall Ironworks if I were not in control here! Clans would spread to every forum in the website! Trolls would lurk freely to destroy others' fun! The people that reside here would be at one another's throats in a week! Ironworks needs me here! And you would be the one to destroy me? For what? I have never offended you and have even spared your life twice before! This is how you repay me?" As Larry spoke, a shadow in the rear of the room just behind Cyril started to solidify and take form. OOC>>>Three more moves...you, me, then you to finish. Then you have to save the girls.

05-13-2002, 12:11 PM	#89
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	ooc: Finishing up a paper for school [ ~ I love the academic life. I love the academic life. I love the academic life. ~ ]. Will post sometime this evening.

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