Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen
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				Title: <strong>Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 14:44:51</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hail to the King Baby!~</div><br>It was dark now, not long passed and our heroes had arrived at the entrance to the monorail tunnel, last reported sighting of the hollowmen. Word of the undead movement had clearly reached the residents of Millsfield, they were all locked away in their massive homes. The only people on the road where bandits, and they were very much hidden in the woods. They knew what was out there, what was in the monorail tunnel. <br><br>The entrance had never looked so sinister, like a great maw eager to swallow them up. The air was deathly silent, wandering too close to the tunnel would reveal a horrid stench, thick and heavy with the smell of death, decay, filth and disease. What happened from here, in the middle of the night at the great maw to the shuffling undead was up to our heroes. 
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				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 16:15:54</strong>
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				Ravus dismounted and patted the horse's side. He pulled the crossbow from his back and readied a bolt. It was sort of nostalgic, he hadn't used a crossbow since before his master had passed, and now it felt awkward in his hands. He looked to the girls and took the bolt off of crossbow and slung it onto his back again. He helped down Arya first because she seemed too delicate and might hurt herself, he turned and went to help Akara down swiftly afterward. It was the gentleman thing to do, plus Ravus knew that Akara would be able to take care of herself, he was worried about the willuser, would she be able to stand to par with&nbsp; him and the desert princess? Forgetting the crossbow, Ravus slipped a small silver dagger off of his left arm and grabbed a stake of rowan wood with his free hand. "Shall we?"
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				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 16:19:29</strong>
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				<div align="center">Aryia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88798.msg3898535#msg3898535)<br></div><br>Aryia dismounted nervously and tethered her horse on a open stretch of road overlooking the entrance perhaps three stone throws away from the scene that may as well be a static nightmare.<br>&nbsp;<br>Secretly she hoped a bandit would come - if one did several advantages would prevail.<br><br>After rummaging through the saddle bags Aryia silently filled some vials with holy water, added silver-dust flakes placed a bolt in each and used the wax from lit candles to seal them in place. After which she made several more of the holy water and silver dust vials and stoppered them without bolts before secreting them in her own clothing.<br><br>The changing of her arrows to the strange bulberous things had helped her calm her nerves still the Will user looked back to the entrance and shuddered.<br><br>Arya's horse was worse that jittery, the idea of leaving them here was something none felt calm with .<br><br><strong>"We could take the horses with us I have half a mind to, but well I wouldnt wish it on them so I just cant."<br></strong><br>Carefully she inscribed what was known to most village folk as a glyph of blessing, another of protection and one more warning on the ground about its edges Aryia wrote clearly with a stick <br><br><em>These be personal beasts of Hero of Aurora, Hero of Mistpeak, Hero of driftwood all. Theft of such beasts or their belongings will ensure the spite of not one but three Heros of this land. A three who merely seek to free the curse of hollow men here, not from their lands but yours, touch not or know wrathful curse of witches thrice be upon the your dreams or what selfish loves you have. Warn away ones of opportunistic intention, and care for mutual value and when we emerge such sense will be rewarded.</em><br><br>After inscribing so the will user looked up to the others.<br><br><strong><br>"Oh lords and heavens bless us. Hollow men of all things. What god would think their place suitable. What purpose could they bring other than misery ! Heavens I'm scared ! I always have paid others do do these things, and no I know why. Hero both of you maybe, but me ?? ... "</strong><br><br>The witch-leader of Mistpeak looked to her own hand to see it trembling, in a daze she stared at it before rapidly donning gloves. How could the other two not show fear now ! Look at that void ! It was like a yawning mouth of a monster itself !<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 16:34:02</strong>
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				Ravus watched as Aryia drew the symbols in the ground and then up to Akara and back to Aryia. "You're scared?" He smirked a bit and pushed passed her. "Don't worry Ice queen, with us here, you'll barely need to do anything." He twirled the dagger between his fingers, changing his mind about the stake from the time being, he slid it back into its holster and pulled out Moonslight, his family's legacy, and kept it at the ready, his dagger ready to be thrown. "Hollowmen aren't slow, but they are weak against fire and silver, be careful though, they can come in large numbers. They are a bit smarter than a hobbe, but easier to kill. He moved into the darkness and emptied some gunpowder into a bag, tied it into one of his bolts and lit it up with some flint and tinder. "There we go." he began lighting one torch&nbsp; after another, "To think that no one lit them earlier, even with the hollowmen, some people just can't do their jobs." he smirked and moved to the maintenance entrance and bowed slightly, "After you ladies."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 17:08:36</strong>
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				<div align="center">Aryia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88798.msg3898535#msg3898535)<br></div><strong><br>"Um Ravus ? you do have silver dust in your saddle bag if you want to make some silver shots, you know to melt them and set it in a cast and stuff"<br></strong><br>Strangely how he handled the pistol comforted her, dreadful thing, at least it was one that was on her side she fathomed. What would the echo be like here though ? Aryia shook her head and braced for it as best she could. <br><br>Aryia drew her sword in a trembling grip and murmured a few words. Soon afterward its blade shone brightly illuminating the area better than a lantern would. <em>Still </em>the place looked like hell yelling at them.<br><br><strong>"Oh by the way I can make your weapons glow too if you want them too, quaint as they are it beats lanterns in places like this. But really Ravus, ladies first now ? NOW you find your manners ? Your HAVE to be joking! " </strong><br><br>Aryia said while unintentionally waving the rapier dramatically, the fast dance of resulting shadows putting her even more on edge her eyes skittering to each place they changed in turn like a startled deer.<br><br>He seemed so confident he <em>must </em>be joking, still lords ! what if he wasn't ? ! Best to know either way, sarcasm wasn't easily received by Aryia now.<br><br><strong>"Your a man, and a Hero ! I read your deeds. Heavens, I even paid you do to some which I thought were suicide and you came through, collecting your dues and all ! its your role to protect us right ? Akara is from the <em>desert </em>remember, a <em>guest </em>to our lands, how civil are we to make her lead in a place like this ? Our lands troubles, not hers. If anything surely Akara's role should be to be my body guard in case you can't right ? " </strong><br><br>Aryia joked to herself saying the last sentence, but meant the first few, Akara looked like she was doing everything other than showing any inclination to be Aryia's body guard. She seemed to almost breeth in the place daring it to try something. How could she do that ?<br><br>Aryia's jest fell flat the moment it came out, still her own confidence seemed a little better from talking, even if listening would be more sensible, it helped her ease her nerves ... slightly. That "shh" from one of them would come any second now... when it did, Aryia would be silent, and that's when Aryia knew it was time to <em>really </em>be scared.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 21:07:16</strong>
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				Akara's eyes lit on Aryia "If you think for one moment I'll stand back and guard you, your crazier then I thought." she said sounding slightly amused as she said it. There was an eager look in her dark eyes everytime she looked towards the entrance her fingertips caressed the hilt of her swords as if she couldn't wait to draw it.<br><br>She took a few moments to prepare herself, a rare luxury but one she enjoyed when she received it. She used a leather thong to tie back her dark hair, it never tended to stay up in a battle but she always did in in the vain hope that it would. She took off the decorative skirt that would only hinder her movements and stuffed it in the pack she looped around the horses neck.<br><br>She patted the horses neck speaking in hushed tones. Where the whole ride the her horse had been jumpy and a bit of a pain trying to race ahead and such now it was perfectly calm in the face of danger. Akara patted her once more before stepping away drawing her blade (http://www.georgehernandez.com/h/xMartialArts/Media/Swords/scimitar.jpg). It glowed a faint red in the darkness and she twirled it in her hand tested the weight satisfied as always.<br><br>She stepped up to the mouth of the entrance in front of the others, "Aryia stay in the back, your less likely to be overwhelmed and if something does happen one of us can fall back and get to you. We'll both watch out for you." She said glance to Revus for agreement before looking at her again with an encouraging smile. "Now come on lets have some fun." she said her smile turning bright and eager as she turned to walk into the monorail tunnel.
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				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 12:52:31</strong>
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				<strong>"Crazy ? Huh people say that like its an insult. I have yet to find one person that isn't.<br>Look at you two happy to dice with fate here. Crazy in everyone's book but our own. Still your right I am a little nuts by most standards. Most in Mistpeak are, still we get by"</strong><br><br>The other two seemed to imply in the politest possible way Aryia would only get in the way if she lingered out the front with them. She was so so with a sword but among masters she would be more a hinderance than a help, likely cause more harm than good. They knew she was scared and were not giving Aryia lip about it, a blessing i a stark place Aryia was thankful for.<br><strong><br>"Well I'm probably going to need to constantly talk and blow whatever surprise our light doesnt <br>already loose, and perhaps ruin our ability to hear anything sneaking up on us anyway..."</strong><br><br>Aryia let the others pace foward a little dropped behind a few feet and sheathed her sword,<br>changing the illumination from bright blue to the deep read of the glow that Akara's sword gave.<br><strong><br>"Red interesting, doesn't destroy night vision .. sensible, I should have chosen that for my sword, actually no I shouldn't blue is a much more adorable color"<br></strong><br>With considerable swearing Aryia had her new crossbow in hand and one of the strange crossbow bolts loaded. Its glassy tip glistening read from Akara's red-sword glow. Progression was slow but Aryia did at least try and stay silent for them all, although her quick breathing and rush gasps when shadows moved still made it clear to the others she was jumpy. Strangely though after three minutes of this a change to Aryia's mood became more apparent, her breathing slowed, her footsteps became more sure.<br><br>Every ten paces she murmured a spell to cause objects on the ground to glow faintly, not enough to startle but enough to illuminate the path behind them, and side passages and alcoves they passed. These hollowmen may be quick but none would leaping out of shadows easily. She also looked up a lot looking for signs that anything could come from the roof. <br><br><strong>"Ok both of you I will cast slow time now, something I have mastered, but I will only make it effect both of you not myself, this will make it last long enough so I can keep its going effectively without end, Onec I start you both will be outstandingly faster than everything else, everything else will seem like they are walking or falling through honey to you, while to me it iwll seem your both wizzing around like lightning. <br><br>Im a terrible shot with this thing, so I will hum before pulling the trigger and aim at groups or their faces hoping to blind them,&nbsp; but I don't have heaps of faith I will be that good with it, but either way if you hear me hum know one bolt is coming, and try not to flip in its path, I will try and aim at places where your not but still best to be careful, some hero I will be if I shoot those helping me.<br><br>Now for this next part please listen, not just because I like attention and like talking, this is important, while time is slowed, sound behaves VERY strangely.<br><br>Voices and conversations between people on the other side of the spell will be impossible to make out its not worth even trying, well its funny at first, then it just gets frustrating, hand gestures will be too slow or two fast, both of us can only really draw markings in the mud in hope the others can read them.<br>&nbsp;<br>Please Please Please, no gun fighting in a confined area if slow time is being cast on you... and this just isnt me ranting about how much I hate them, but it is PART of the reason I hate them that I didn't explain before. With slow time, whoever is making noise that has time slowed for them will be to everyone else stockpiling noise of their actions which hits them later in an almighty blast that is deafening. If one of you pulls out a horn or starts banging on drums anyone close that isnt in the spell will find a thunderous cacophony hitting them without warning in a very unpleasant way.<br><br>gun shots are by <strong>far </strong>the worse, either of you start firing away and it will be annoyingly loud to both of you, but the will pile up at once on me who is slowed at a higher pitch with a lot more force. I will literally be deafened instantly, eardrums ruptured, likely knocked out, possibly killed, which likely would make me not able to keep the spell up, and become useless to you, worse than useless, if I am alive I will be injured scared and disorientated. However I think you both moving a ten times the pace will be enough compensation to not need them. Also I will have those vials of holy water on my belt, feel free to grab them and throw them when you want to, you both will do it more accurately than I would most likely."<br></strong><br>Arya cast the slow time spell- but only on her two friends, not extending it to herself.... this time she saw the spell for the first time being on the other side of it.<br><br><strong>"Oh my god look how fast you both are like cute little mosquitoes - buzzing about protecting me so !" </strong><br>Arya laughed after casting it - still powerful to maintain it while doing so. <br><br>Now it seemed her confidence was back. Akara's and Ravus' replies sounded like chipmunk squeaks<br>while to them Aryias voice deepened elongating out like how some would try and mimic what a giant turtle would sound like if it talked while Ayria's steps moved comically slowly. The difference was so much it was impossible to make out what the others were saying.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 15:57:07</strong>
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				Ravus looks at Aryia after she casts the time spell, instantly in their time, one of the scriptures lights up on his shoulder. "Here,put some wax in your ears, I'm going to get tired of slowly loading my crossbow." He handed Akara a small bit of wax and he held out his hand "Five-four-three-two-" <br>The words on the little paper on his shoulder were still glowing but slowly died down as he walked calmly over to Aryia, "Magic doesn't work too well on me." He took the paper that was glowing, gently between his fingers, "This is a witchhunter must, it is a scripture to nullify spells that are used upon me." He held out the wax to her and put some in his ears, "Take this, its going to get loud," He pulled out the crossbow and loaded a bolt sighing at the slow load rate. "I'll only beable to take out one with each shot..." He grabbed the rain of Avo and got ready to throw it. "C'mon, lets go kill some monsters."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 22:08:14</strong>
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				Akara smile as the familier spell settled around her. She wasn't much for magic only having mastered two spells in her life so far but this was one of them. Fighting she loved the advantage moving at a speed the rest of the world couldn't compare to. <br><br>She nodded to Revus and took the wax from him only putting enough in to dull the noise around her not block it out completely. Being deaf during a battle could be suicide if you weren't careful and Akara didn't have a death wish. <br><br>She walked forward slowly at least for her deeper into the tunnel, her footsteps light on the compact ground. Maybe she should have been paying more attention to the others, remember she was in a time bubble they were not but she was used to being alone, or with the few fighters whom she allowed with her that fought in the same manner as she herself did. She didn't realize how far behind they'd fallen.<br><br>She was turned away when she heard something, a shuffling that drew her attention immediately. The thing comprised of bones, armor and held up a sword moved towards her with comic slowness.&nbsp; Many more where coming forward towards her they looked to be running though there speed seemed like they were barely even moving.<br><br>A glanceback told her the others were a bit behind her not very far but far enough. It didn't matter they'd come forward in a moment. Akara ran towards the first one closest to her the sound of steel ringing against steel loud in her ears as the flat of her blade hit against the creatures armor knocking him back. He turned during his fall and Akara thrust her sword into his back and let the natural curve of the blade slide it up. Before the thing could have a reaction she flicked her wrist and pulled the sword free turning to face the next one. 
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				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 22:38:58</strong>
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				It was just one at first, a single hollowman crawling out of the darkness with a rusty sword. Even if it had been a single hero, he posed no threat. It was however, only a moment later when the darkness of the caves gave sight to another....then another...then a few. A volley of rifle and pistol bullets soared from the shadows and depths towards the heroes. A brief moment of light gave view of the horde coming at them, maybe two dozen hollowmen. More worrying however, the light that had made them visible was the undead dance of those foul lights that moved through the air and buried themselves into the ground to unearth more. More of the skeletal foes made their presence known, more bullets were fired at the heroes. All the while they shuffled closer, boney fingers clasping swords, axes, war grade pick axe's. 
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				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 01:18:20</strong>
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				Ravus felt a bullet graze his hat, shooting off a bit of the rim, "I really like this hat..." His hands clenched and he let the crossbow drop and pulled out two pistols, checked them quickly for bullets and pulls out a small bag of black powder, he opens it up and tosses it in the fray of Hollowmen. Ravus pulled back the hammer one gun and smiled,"boom..." He pointed the gun at the trail and pulled the trigger, igniting the trail in a fiery wave, trailing right into the Hollowmen. "I may not know how to cast fire, but I certainly know how to improvise." He grinned devilishly before disappearing and coming up behind a smaller Hollowman and pulls out Moonslight, the blade glistening in the fires. As it arcs down onto the walking corpse, Moonslight seems to give off a seraphic sound, slicing through the dead like a hot knife through warm butter. "Nothing beats silver or fire when it comes to killing hollowmen."
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				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 11:54:51</strong>
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				Aryia stuffed wax in her ears as a precationary measure <br><br><strong>"Huh Slow time doesnt work on you Ravus ? Even good spells ? what if I want to heal you ?"<br></strong><br><br>... so much wax she wouldnt have heard him reply ... <br>Arya shrugged, Ravus didnt seem phased, and Akara just whirled into action. <br><br>Damn guns. The enemy had them ! <br><br>Instinctively she cast Physical shield on herself, just as the first volley arrived. A quick succession of&nbsp; strange electric-like-crackling sounds came from areas where they hit her invisible shield surrounding herself, a familiar sound,but still unsettling.<br><br>Seeing Ravus drop his crossbow made Aryia think of something, first she fired her own, but not at the creatures, but at the places the strange lights choose on the ground sending a small puddle of holywater and silver over the place the strange undead thing would appear from. <br><br>Such that their first taste of anti-life would be being bathed in what must be unpleasant, worse than acid.<br><br>Aryia grabbed Ravus' discarded crossbow and slung it over her shoulder, then threw a free-arrow-less-vial on another settling glowing light on the ground&nbsp; before loaded her crosbow again. <br><br>This sort of seemed to work an a pattern emerged<br><br>1) Throw a free vial on on any settling evil-light close by, <br>2) load the crossbow, <br>3) shoot it at one where the other two were not near, <br>4) cast a faint illumination spell on an object nearby <br>and repeat...<br><br>Aiming at places they were going to appear seemed sensible, much easier than trying to hit them while they were moving ... an issue Akara didn't seem to have problems with however... <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 20:35:07</strong>
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				Akara fluid movements brought her into the center of the group of undead that had already emerged and further from her companions. She stood still in her little time bubble letting the world out side catch up. This is why she liked controlling her own spells her could use them as she wanted not as other saw fit. Like now she would have preferred the spell not to be in effect, sometimes it was just to simple figting this quickly. Took all the sport out of it.<br><br>Four closed with weapons raised intent on smashing her skull in.&nbsp; She waited and waited till they were so close Akara could smell their putrid bodied all around her then she lashed out at the one directly in front of her, her blade bitting threw the armor to slash across the creatures mid section. She didn't wait for a reaction just twirled her body and attacked the one behind her running it threw heaving the body off her sword before turning to face the next in what seemed to be an endless sea of them.<br><br>She sword flashed a blood red as she continued to cut and hack at the ones who came nearest to her. A bullet grazed her shoulder and she hissed in pain but just switched sword hands and continued to fight knowing she could tend to it later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 12:51:08</strong>
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				After a while it occurred to Aryia that because the weaves fell off Ravus, she would have enough power to be slowed herself, letting what she would have reserved for him to be an effect Aryia could entertain.<br><br>With a slight change in weaving Aryia too shared the time bubble the desert princess adopted.<br><strong><br>"Hey hon I'm sort of with you now"<br></strong><br>Three vials left... and idea came to her.<br><br>Aryia slung the second crossbow over her shoulder and ripped out her sword.<br><br>After which she emptied the contents of two of the vials back into the holy water flask and then with stopper in hand... Aryia thought to try and trap two wisp in a vial each, with a stopper ready. Being a master of this spell gave several advantages. Slowing it down so much made what would be an insane task easy .... <br><br>... if the attempt succeeded she would quickly stopper it then wrap the vial deep into her robes and repeat it with another. Giving these to others to research could provide some insight into their nature, perhaps even a weakness or a reason why they were such needful souls. If they were corrupted by something perhaps the source could be more easily fathomed while they were in this form.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 18:27:30</strong>
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				Ravus&nbsp; cursed "there are too many!"&nbsp; He looked up at the blue wisps and saw the rocks above them and a smile came across his face. He continued to shoot at the hollowmen, but after five shots, ravus lifted one gun above his head and fired at the stalagtites, freeing a few smaller.ones but none big enough to kill even onehollowman. He.sighed a took his last bag on gun powder, "last bag, best be worth it" he tossed the bag above towards the stalagtites and fired at the bag, and immediately rushed in to grab the girls. When he was rushing back Aryia and Akara could see his after image vapors with ease,.he was moving about as fast as they could run now, but he had made to the entance as a cloud of dust and smoke flew towards them. "well, i'm not sure, but I think I got them, but I may have just upset a few people...like the king."
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 20:57:25</strong>
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				"What a fool thing to do." Akara said pulling away hissing slightly as the graze opened and started bleeding again. She looked at it for a moment looking more annoyed then concerned before focusing again on Ravus, "Why prey tell did you feel the need to bring down the ceiling?" She asked slipping her sword away fairly certain she wouldn't need it again immediately and crossing her arms over her chest.<br><br>She was tired, slow time had that effect on the body, and the graze hurt a good deal, it had been fairly deep more so then she'd thought when she was shot but she kept herself composed and acted as if she was perfectly fine. She'd ask Aryia later to tend to the wound right now she was far more interested in Ravus's answer then a little lost blood.
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				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 03:02:16</strong>
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				Ravus turned a dark red, he didn't mean to bring about.a cave-in. "My apologies, I only meant to take down a few stalagtites... I never though that would have happened." The sctipture on his shoulder was burning brightly and slowly smoldered. "I amgoing to need a get papyris if I am to make another one of those." Ravus had plenty of the paper back In driftwood, but he would have to report back to the king. He looked at the two and took the wax out of his ears.
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				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 12:35:20</strong>
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				When the cave in settled, there was silence.....dust blew on a light breeze coming from the entrance to the tunnel for a moment but that too came to a rest. Had Victory been achieved? Why of course not! The movement of Hollowmen was not so easily interrupted, a swarm of fresh dancing little lights arrived from the darkness and dug themselves into the ground. There was more of them now, but how many more? Triple perhaps? Quadruple? Many were close enough to swing with their swords as soon as they were out of the ground, while the others shambled forward, preparing a volley of gunfire. <br><br>From the far side of the cave-in there was noise too, the rattled of undead movements, armour clanking against armour, the movement of rock....small explosions? The Hollowmen were trying to clear the cave-in....did our heroes have time? Surely! But was it enough? More lights...those wicked souls were arriving and preparing to overwhelm our heroes. These were not normal Hollowmen, these were guided by a more devious intent. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 15:20:04</strong>
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				After pocketing the two vials of the curiously trapped soul-samples into her robes Aryia noticed that Ravus was doing.<br><br>Was it stupid ? Yes and no. ... well not really there were SOO many. Best to act in such a time than to hope Gods would act for you, for gods act through us all and choosing instincts is simply a choice of what god to channel at that time.<br><br>Somehow in a blurr of action all had managed to re-emerge to the cave exit more or less intact.<br>Aryia removed the wax from her ears also then shook rubble from her hair, then quickly brushed rubble from her robes feverishly, as if letting them lingering could be harmful.<br><strong><br>"Argh gods ! "</strong> Aryia looked about to see the others slightly wounded, Akara hid it well but she was, that cave in was messy, splinters of shattering rock were bound to land somewhere.<br><strong><br>"Wounds I can tend to shortly, I can heal, but I am not a master at healing spells, I can't cast it on horseback or when juggling other matters. Other witches I brought with me probably could, alas however they are not with us. I can still cast it but only when we have time to linger such that I can stay focused."</strong><br><br>Aryia dashed to her horse and mounted it swiftly, thank heavens it was still there<br><strong><br>"There are to many Ravus you were right. Something is amiss. Never have I heard of them act with such intelligence before. We need to get back to the palace. I got two samples of their souls trapped in wisp-form in vials I have buried in my robes. One I will send back to Mistpeak, the other I will leave with the kings sages, hopefully the difference these hollow-men show could be fathomed by their study. We may have lost this battle, but we have come back with something at least, and more importantly we three are still alive."</strong><br><br>The others soon mounted and when both were Aryia kicked her horse into motion heading back to the palace in due haste.<br><strong><br>"We can't manage that with just us. Perhaps the town itself may fall in which case we may have to retreat to other lands. We need to send word to the king so he can either organize soldiers for their containment or the evacuation of the city, but lords ! the later seems more likely if what my eyes showed was right ! IF those were hollowmen, Akara alone would have been able to manage them all without building a sweat or needing my witchery to help her. Those were no hollow men-they were something else, and if they can best the three of us ... then Bowerstone is in trouble, perhaps all of Albia is... Akara can you manage getting back to the palace without healing or shall we stop sooner ? I hate the idea of delaying healing when one is needy of it, but because I am not a master of that spell I can't manage it reliably while trying to focus on avoiding a hollowman about to thrust a sword between my shoulder-blades.. "<br></strong><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 17:56:44</strong>
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				Akara was pissed by how everything had turned out. The last thing she'd wanted to do was leave the city, even now she was sorely tempted to turn back and go at it again. Normal hollowmen or not she was unaccustomed to leaving and if she'd been alone she would not have. To say she was in a foul mood would be an understatement. That the other two seemed to be in agreement over leaving abandoning the city to it's fate even if only for a time made her chafe with irritation.<br><br>The thought of losing the city was inconceivable and about the last thing she wanted to hear. It boggled her mind how quickly they thought the odds were against them. She knew the desert was harsh and her experience was far diffrent from theres but to her it had been far to early to pull back. Besides her pride didn't like to to think they'd retreated when they still had a chance. If truth be told she would have rather died fighting then ever turn from a battle to retreat.<br><br>She leveled her dark gaze on Aryia and shook her head her dark hair coming free of it's binding "I'm fine, lets go back with all haste. We can gather soldiers and return we will <em>not</em> lose the city or force these people from there homes unless theres no other option." She said her words lightly clipped betraying her irritation.&nbsp; She put her heels to Sandstorm who reared slightly then ran ahead in front of the others. She wanted a moment alone to let her temper cool before they arrived at the castle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 18:30:49</strong>
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				Ravus wasn't too happy with Aryia's decision, something was off about the dead. He had only heard about this mass size pf a horde before but couldn't place where. It was gnawing at the back of his head.&nbsp; Something clicked, he came to a halt, "mourning wood..." He rode ahead of Akara. "We need to go back, this is just like mourningwood, the king faced a horde this size before, there was one hollowman that practically.controlled the others, we take that one out, we take them all out." Ravus grinned and rode back towards the army of undead.<br><br>Ravus saw his first undead and unsheathed his sword, leapt off of the horses back and drove his blade into the skull of the monster. "Where is it, c' mon show yourself." He pushed a small g group away, tossing them against rocks and trees. He pulled out a pistol and began during at each of the undead, take only two shots to take one out. "when I get back to the castle, I going to have to get some better guns."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 02:16:33</strong>
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				Aryia noticed how each of the three held different values, and a mixture of thoughts seemed to churn between them all. Akara was a proud warrior, defeat didn't seem to be in her vocabulary the tightness in her lips betrayed her thoughts. She didn't want to go back to the palace. She beleived in challenges being ones created to be overcome.<br><br>Easy for her to think that, those people from the desert were made of stronger stuff than most. Whatever weaknesses they did have, desert storms had cleansed it from their flock eons ago, leaving jewels and people almost impervious to what life could create. Almost. Loosing them, especially Akara would be desasterous, politically.<br><br>&nbsp;Aryia feared all would split up and go their different ways each following their own creed, that however would lead to disaster. No wonder leaders were useful in such situations. The wrong decision, but one chosen by many could turn out to be the right one as long as others obeyed. Still none among the three saw the other as superior to them, respected perhaps but leader ? no.<br><br>There was no Stopping Ravus, he didn't wait for discussion. That was what many men were like, Brash to Aryia's mind. Careless. Still life had kept him alive so far with that attitude he must be doing something right.<br><br>Ravus had in mind that toppling the leader should resole matters. But how many could they face before the leader showed themselves ? And what if he was wrong, what if these were a knew kind strong without one ? Such a gamble. Such assumptions !<br><br>"Ravus, Stay on horse back. perhaps ... !" It was useless he already was out of hearing. Whatever fool plan the man had letting him do so alone was worse. Ayria circled her horse about to confirm what Ravus was doing and cursed. "Blast it ! We need him alive, who else from his lands would they rally behind in times like this ?"<br><br>Aryia looked to Akara's back as her faster horse quickly put distance between them with mixed emotions. <br><br>What seemed like an age later Aryia's appeared...<br><br>&nbsp;Aryia returns to the Castle (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89343.msg3971993#msg3971993)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 03:58:23</strong>
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				One after another, hollowmen feel beneath his blade and a barrage of bullets. Ravus pointed his gun aton and pulled the trigger." Out of bullets, of course." He stabs a few with his rowan stakes, but that only slowed them down. He continued to slice through hollowmen, having sustained a cut across his right eye. "where are you?" He continued his whirlwind of blades, rushing bigger undead and pushing them into the mountain side, shattering them into dust. he saw the dawning lights and drove his blade deep into the skull of one, them picking up his weapon and lobbing it into the head of another before ripping moonslight and holding it at the ready, standing before the horde.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dracoat</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 10:54:29</strong>
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				*Arriving several moments later on horseback, Dralen could hear the sounds of battle. He tied his horse a distance from the horde and ran to the lone figure remaining in the fight. He slipped closer and began concentrating on his weave spell bringing it to full power. He unleashed the deadly combo to the left of Ravus. The vortex pulled the hollowmen in and the ice shards pierced and froze them. Drale ran up to Ravus's side, his robe's whirling around him.* <strong>Ravus I believe? I'm here to help stomp this with you. No guarantee that they will just head to Bowerstone.</strong> *He pulled out Wolfsbane and unleashed his blade spell, effectively becoming a close combat force.* <strong>Oh, and here. Tired of carrying this around.</strong> *He tossed a bag of bullets and powder to Ravus.* <em>I had this for my rifle quieter demonstration, but no one cared to ask for one. Maybe next time I won't worry about offering anything.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 11:53:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">Aryia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=88798.msg3898535#msg3898535)<br></div><br>A crude map of the city was provided by one of the sages small comfort though, It was if mayhem had erupted. Many ships masts in the harbor that poked above roof tops were showing signs of leaving.<br><br><strong>"Lisa, you must ensure three of the larger ships which are empty of cargo do not leave, we will need them for the civillians. The ones not low in the water are empty, hurry before they all leave. Try not to use the turncoat spell, if we do we will be distrusted for ever on in. If they are not our own ships, bribe them to match the value of their ship to the coin, tell them we will sing songs of their heroism - Mistpeaks bards and treasury is for it such things ! IF they agree tell them to raise a green flag to their highest mast - that is the color we tell others to go to" </strong><br><br>Lisa pealed off from the group, both casting slow time such that she could run on bare feet to the harbor at lightning speed.<br><br><strong>"The rest of you manage protected pathways from the civilian residences to the ships, ensure your all in sight of each other. I will dash through the streets seeking groups wondering bewildered and tell them of the harbor. Once a ship is almost full, beg a handful of the cities guards to go on board also, they will be needed to ensure order, and keep all calm, if all become foolish the ships could tip due to strange weighting. Or if all is lost they will be needed to keep order wherever the ships let them be. One of you must be on board with the ship to ensure it heads to fishers creek. Last thing we want is one of them becoming a slaver ship, a mage and a handful of the cities guards on board could prevent such a thing lets hope. Two of you I know are without destructive spells, take these. All of you seek high ground or on roof tops if needed while yelling and giving directions, this way you can see what happening and usher people away from harm while giving a sense of order. Remember stay in sight of each other, you will need to coordinate what you know to ensure this works"</strong><br><br>Aryia removed the two crossbows from her shoulders and handed them to the witches along with the quiver they quickly separated into two. After consulting the map they exchanging thoughts, within a minute they had a plan and began to run in the same manner Lisa did. So many things could go wrong. What if slavers were in the disguise of guards ? Aryia shook her head, time with the king had rattled her fears causing her to jump at shadows, one fear at a time. The worse was what could happen if the plan <em>did </em>work. <br><br>What do you do with so many displaced people ?<br><br>Sounds of fighting sounded a few streets away. Gosh it was already so close ! <br>Aryia cast slow time on herself to dash through the streets, to spread word of the evacuation <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 18:20:23</strong>
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				Ravus smiled, a small trickle of blood was falling from his eye. "No wine?" Ravus laughed and continued to fight, spilling the powder behind him. He continued to hack around the horde, herding them into the giant black powder circle he had made and fired onto the line igniting and trapping the larger group "sometimes I really do enjoy knowing when I can take something out and make something delicious out of its ashes." The fire quickly died down, leaving only a few and ash. "There will be more, much much more." He reloaded all of his pistols and began to pour the contents of one of his vials onto moonslight, "Avo, bless this blade so that it may strike down the source of this evil." Ravus waved his blade over what was left of the fire and his blade burst into flames, the orange fire slowly becoming steady pale blaze. "Now, where are you monster?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 17:41:18</strong>
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				Ok now posting in .... Bowerstone City&nbsp; (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91012.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91012.0))<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Primarch</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 17:51:44</strong>
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				Whatever numbered had spawned to overwhelm the three heroes, they certainly had more ability to do so against the slightly lesser number. Ravus's efforts, as valiant as they were, burned down only a faction of the greater horde. It was the largest gathering of undead seen in one place in a long time. Like a wave of rotting flesh and bone they came down upon Ravus &amp; Dralen with wicked intent. Swords and hammers swung to cut and smash. Pistols and rifles were unloaded, even the occasional arrow was sent soaring to seek flesh and draw blood. <br><br>For every one that was cut down, three more seemed to be crawling out of the ground. One might have been forgiven for thinking they were outside at night, for the dancing wisps illuminated the cave like stars in a night sky. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Grimmwolf</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 07:38:09</strong>
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				Ravus looked from the horde to Dralen, then back. "We need to get back, theres too many and I'm almost done for, we must warn how big the-".his sentence was cut short by a hammer striking him in the side, sending Ravus flying, his left arm hitting a rock and breaking his forearm, he tensed in pain but fired two bullets into the monsters head. "We, need to go... NOW!" He summoned his horse, clutching his left arm and holding onto the reins, with a snap, Ravus sped off towards Bowerstone.<br>(continued at the city)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dracoat</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 11:58:20</strong>
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				*Dralen watched the man get battered. He launched his ice storm as his blades spun through the crowd of hollowmen.* <strong>You go! I'll slow them till I can't. Just make sure the preparations are complete.</strong> *He made a vortex around him, giving him time to summon more blades. He began backing up slowly and firing offensive spells into the horde of hollowmen, blades and ice flying around. Surely a sight to behold.* <em>If I can just maintain this till I reach the city's army, then they will have a chance to build a solid defense.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dracoat</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 14:33:26</strong>
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				*Blood dripped slowly from his leg wound as he slowly backed up, blades still singing. He had lost to much concentration, so all he could bring out was a weak vortex and a couple of blades.* <em>These bastards are quite endless. I must be nearing the city though. Feels like it's been days that I've been fighting.</em> *He drank a potion and felt more invigorated.* <em>And these potions are starting to become less effective. I've only two left anyway.</em> *A bullet zinged past his face and brought his attention back.* <em>At least they aren't sharpshooters...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 08:11:47</strong>
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				Akara laid leather to the horses hind quarters urging her on. Clods of dirt flung out behind the horses hooves as she tore into the ground tearing down the last of the path. The battle was in front of them too many to count swarming the lone fighter as he cast spells trying to hold them off to give the army time. <br><br>Akara's cut a glance at her companions who each nodded in turn to her. Griffin and Aurthur pealed off from the pack taking each a side. Fighting from atop the horse they plunged into battle, sunlight glittering of their blades as they hacked and slashed their way threw the hoard. Their faces were in grim lines of determination.<br><br>Evain caught a glance from Akara and dismounted with her and the two females plunged into the battle headlong. While Evain would normally be termed graceful next to Akara she looked like an ill practiced child. Akara moved with ease making a target out of herself drawing the attention of the hoard while trusting Evain to be there if anything too bad happend and to keep any from getting away from them.<br><br>Akara caught the gaze of the lone fighter for a moment and gave him an encouraging smile as she twirled sinking her blade into the nearest opponent. The battle field was lost, this wasn't just a skirmish easily won by a few good worriers but a battle field. An army spread out before her and Akara though extremely hard headed in most regards knew without help she didn't have the endurance to win this.<br><br>The admission even if only to herself tweaked her temper and had her fighting more aggressively then needed. She slashed her blade and took a cut to her midsection across her ribs. She hissed in pain and narrowed her eyes parrying and stabbing the dead who dared to strike her to spill her life blood.<br><br>The clash of steel against steel could be heard all around as Griffin, Aurthur and Evain fought their own opponents. Akara's face was alive with determination, it wouldn't be long now. They'd passed Ravus on the road solders would be coming soon to aid them, it was only a matter of time now. They just had to keep the hoard away from the city till they could come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dracoat</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 14:45:54</strong>
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				*Dralen could feel the attention shift of the hollowmen as if a storm had lifted. Less were attacking him as he slowly retreated to the city on foot. Eventually he would reach the army, but as he looked around, he found some fighters and the Desert hero had joined in.* <strong>So glad someone could come to help.</strong> *He grinned throwing some ice shards through a group of hollowmen.* <em>Good thing too, dunno if I would have made it to the cities army.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>17-12-2010, 12:09:27</strong>
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				"Wouldn't have missed it" Akara said with a wink as she twirled dragging the blade threw the body of two of the hollowmen as they tried to surround her. The other fighters she could hear around her the sounds of each of their own individual styles a comfort to her as she slayed another only to have two more take it's place.<br><br>She let out a high pitch whistle and the horses fell back behind the othersaway from the battle and out of the way. "How long till we reach the army?" She asked as she cast multi strike and attacked the group around her creating some breathing room if only for a moment so she could swallow a bit of potion before continuing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dracoat</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 05:02:48</strong>
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				<strong>Well if the Army were paying any attention, I'd say we are already within their hearing range, if not within sight with the next ho...</strong> *One of his phantom blades missed a parry and a hollowman blade bit into his shoulder, throwing a good bit of blood into the dirt. He replied with a shout of anger and slashed the Hollowman with Wolfsbane, cleaving the thing in two. As the wisp came out he blasted it with ice and froze it in spot. He hopped back a couple of feet and locked his hands together. An aura began building around him.* <strong>Everyone back up a couple of yards, this is gonna be a big one!</strong> *He waited for them to move then he unleashed the spellweave. A monumental blizzard errupted from him going towards the direction of the hollowmen, who were torn to bits and frozen solid.* <strong>Everyone reform your lines, we should be within reach of the army, but I dont feel like giving up just yet!</strong> *With those words he called forth a small company of phantom blades.* <em>I hope we get relieved soon. That little display of power cost me, but I got a bit of bite left to me.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 22:02:13</strong>
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				Akara's high pitched whistle to the others told them to listen and each broke away making room for the spell to be cast. Even as skilled as each fighter was and as hard as they faught they were still being pushed back. Closer and closer they got to the city and still no one came.<br><br>Like a rock in the middle of a river the dead streemed around the number of them overwhelming them. Akara glanced at Aurther, Griffin and Evain in turn. Griffin was in the worst shape fighting with his off hand while blood pooled on the ground beneath him, but none of them were unscathed.<br><br>The city was too close, Akara knew something had happend no one was coming. She let out a series of quick sharp shrill whistles and imdediatly her friends peeled away from the battle heading for the city. Sandstorm raced by and with a fighters reflexes Akara grabbed the mares mane and swung herself onto the mares back. "Something wrong we have to go back." she cried over the sounds of battle and galloped back towards the capital fallowing the fading dust trail.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fable ~ Huntin Hollowmen</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 07:36:31</strong>
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				What was left of the numbers of the guards was worse than a skeleton, if they were not dead they were on the ships sailing out of the harbor other than than a few that were desperately trying to find the heroes.<br><br>They themselves saw the futility of defending against such numbers and direct the heroes by insistence to the few ships remaining.<br><br>For those wanting to continue battle they would attempt to reason above the din explaining those that can be saved still needed their help and were already making their way out to sea. Those that didn't hear they would drag to the harbor by force.<br><br>Continued ... &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91012.msg4103285#msg4103285)<br>
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