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 Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 5:32 pm
Hissing slightly in annoyance at his father wasting precious magic just so that he would not fall into any more of these traps, the hidden mercenary continued to follow silently to the left and rear of Zantara high in the tree's.
Jumping from tree to tree' Young Estoc kept his eyes on the distance, glad that his higher perch gave him a better glimse of what may be coming. And with such things, he could give his father a advanced warning if they ran into any of the various creatures which supposedly inhabited these woods.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 8:09 am
[Matthew, 895 Yards Left] Matthew's crawl through the trees would be unhindered for another 15 yards. Except for the occasional caw of a crow that echoed in the forest, nothing else came as of attention. [Zantara, 920 Yards Left; Estoc Z 950 Yards Left]
((Because you're in the trees, Estoc, your movement is slower than Zantara's, which is why Zantara is more ahead of you. And Zantara, do you mind doing an update to your profile of what specific spells Zantara has? This is for future reference.)) Zantara's ability will find no traps as he's dashing forward, capable of covering 50 yards with his increased speed. And there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary, either, for the time being. Estoc, however, though he had the advantage of spotting things, his disadvantage came from being the trees, thus a lower speed than Zantara. Due to his eyes spotting things, he will come to find a drawing, five inches in diameter, of a runic symbol on the bark of a tree, directly on the tree that he was about to leap into. It is situated five feet above the branch that he was going to land onto.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 10:52 am
((There you go O.S. It's a real rough draft, not including some of the higher level Unique spells but it'll give you a enough for the time being. Sadly, I used to have the entire list on a CD, but alas it is...vanished))Looking over his shoulder at Estoc, Zantara continued to rush forward, his eyes focused on his surroundings. His son was only here for back up in any case.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 11:01 am
Catching sight of the Symbol on the tree in front of him, Estoc swore under his breath. He had a good idea of what magical symbols this could be and any of them would be very bad.
In the top of his arc between tree's before noticing the rune, Estoc focused on using his Force Push power, pressing his left hand to the left and his right down. Using this power to force himself to bypass the entire tree with only 2 feet to spare, the mercenary landed on another nearby tree, about ten feet from the ground.
Catching his breath for a moment, Estoc continued on his way, headed back up into the tops of the trees, following as fast as he could behind his father without using any of his powers. ((Don't worry bout it. I expected such a thing to happen.))
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 5:00 pm
[Zantara, 870 Yards Left] Zantara's run was giving him much more distance than walking, but sadly, it also made him prone to traps, even with his ability active. His right foot steps onto a patch of grass, causing a runic symbol to glow under his feet that he touches before it disappears. And right in front of him, a 6 foot tall monster wrapped in chains has its three hundred pound body impacted into. However, with Zantara weighing much less, his body would smash into it and immediately be stopped, having his body knocked backwards to the ground as the new summoned creature stands before him. The head of it leans to the right before a cackle comes from its throat, mouth covered over with the binding chains.
[Estoc, 930 Yards Left]
You come upon nothing significant, but up ahead, 60 yards ahead, you can see Zantara having suddenly run into an interesting problem.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 6:55 pm
"A Kyton..... interesting."
Zantara said as he slammed into the creature. As he fell backwards, the Count arched his back and placed his free palm on the ground over his back. Turning the tumble into a rouch backflip, Zantara slide backwards away from the large chained foe to a distance of about 9 feet away.
Interesting that they had chosen a sixth level summoning monster, but Zantara had fought worse. But he had to say that this was a most apt choice of opponent. His bow would be almost useless in this fight.
But Zantara had a ace up his sleeve in his sword on his back.
Flinging the bow aside as he backpedaled to give himself quite a bit more room, The Count pulled his shield and sword from his back, sliding his arm into the straps. and tightening it in one motion.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 7:42 pm
Oh this was rich. They sent a metal covered devil to attack two individuals who were masters of electricity. Someone really didn't do their homeowrk on who might be coming this way.
Crouching down on the branch, Estoc reached up to his shoulders, his arms crossed over his chest. Touching his tattoos under the Guille suit, the mercenary removed two of his chalkrams tattoos; to be more percise the serrated edged one and the razor edged one.
Twirling the circular throwing weapons around his index fingers, he jumped to the next tree, working to get around the Kryon devil.
If he could only keep himself hidden until he could sneak up behind this beast.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 8:11 am
The chains around the Kyton begin to move from its body on their own, slowly curling in the air like snakes, moved by an invisible force. Spiked barbs erect themselves along the links as they grow even further, before in a great lash, four of the chains latch out at Zantara, whipping at Zantara like flails.
Estoc went unnoticed.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 11:53 am
Still slinking backwards to drag on the fight for the moment, Zantara kept himself on a purely defensive position, using his Holy Sword to slash at the psionically controled chains.
Making sure not to allow the Kyton to get any of it's chains around his shield, Zantara created in front of him a perverbial wall of his single blade slashing back and forth, a slight smile on his face.
As long as Estoc did his job, then he wouldn't even have to get inclose to those damnable chains.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 2:54 am
Clear. The calls were rattling him though. Everytime a bird called out, he pointed an arrow towards the source. Each time he expected some blackbird with demonic eyes. One of their little scouts. One of those things that most people didn't notice. One of those things which eventually summoned hordes.
He wasn't taking chances. Not yet at least. Other than the calls distracting him, he kept up the same, steady pace. Quicker than when he was escaping the oozes, but still slower than a normal walk. Eyes and ears were tuned in now, getting used to the "normal" sounds, shapes, and colors of the forest, keeping an eye out for anomolies now more than towards everything and anything.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 8:22 am
Coming in behind the kyron still high in the tree's, the mercenary allowed himself to smile for once in his fight, before becoming focused once more.
This was his time to shine.
Tucking both arms across his chest, still gripping the center handles of the chalkrams. Using the inner targeting equipment on the left lense of his glasses to gauge exactly where the chains would be when his weapons hit, he threw first the razor edged chalkram with a snap of his wrist, aimming for the very base of the spine. Knowing that the diamond edge of the chalkram would easily cut through the chains haging there, he still wasn't all that sure about how much damage that would cause.
So right a half second after the first left his hand, he threw the other aimming about a inch lower than the first.
Even if the first didn't kill the kyton, it would break the chains located there. And with the chains out of the way, the serrated edge of his second chalkram would be more than enough to finish the job.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 8:44 am
The chakram will strike into the chains...but to no avail did they cut. Both would ricochet off the chains after emitting a sound of spikes, showing that the chains themselves were not made of normal mortal world metal. This would cost him in that the demon now knew of the presence of the other. Without turning around, the chains, wiggling in curves, strike toward Estoc, their barbed designs ready to snag and cut up the new prey. Zantara's fast sword slashing keeps away two of the chains, but then two more come swerving from wide angles at each side of Zantara to extend behind them, then hook in, aiming to grab around his waist and upper body. Two more chains will do the same, aiming for his feet as they swerved through the grass along the ground for his feet. If they got both attachments, the barbs will cut into the man's skin, wherever there was no armor at least, and drag him toward the monster while knocking him backwards to the ground.
[Matthew, 880 Yards Left]
Cautious as he was being, there will still nothing of threat. You could hear a faint sound of something to the west, and back from where you came, but then that sound disappeared. As for the crow caws he was hearing, that sound immediately cut off, as well, as if something took measures to stop the disturbing call of the ebony bird.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 10:52 am
"Oh screw it. Estoc, Plan B."
Zantara swore, not really in any mood to play with this little pest any more. Catching sight of the 4 chains coming after him, He suddenly dropped down into a crouch, his shield hand dropping down to his pouch, pulling out a small handful of silver pins.
Pushing off the ground into a high backflip, the Count waited until he was at the highest part of his arch, still knocking away the chains which had probably followed him up in the air.
"Fliang, Chary"
And with those two simple words, The Count pointed his fingers of his shield hand at the chains which were coming for him. The small silver pins vaporized suddenly in a flash of blue lightning.
As the magical lightning hit the chains it would travel down the metal chains, sending shivers through the Kyton cooking it within it's own chains as he kept pouring on the Arcane power.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 11:09 am
Well this REALLY wasn't working out like he'd planned. To find that his titanium diamond tipped chakrams were not strong enough to even dent this strange creature was a real surprise but to have this thing dare to attack him... now THAT just wasn't cool.
Sighing slightly as he heard his father's words, Estoc brought his palms together before the chains had gotten to him and focused his personal Force abilities to the foreground.
Extending his palms outward, Estoc began to supercharge the atmosphere around his palms, sending it out in the Sith ability, Force Lightning.
Feeling the heat forming from the static discharge around his fingers, Estoc mentally sent the electric lightning down the chains and into the Kyton. Using it's own weapons against it as conductors, Estoc continued to put on the pressure wondering briefly what smoked Kyton tasted like.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 5:22 pm
The demon wails out as the lightning element travels down the chains and hits into it, but even with itself being electrocuted, it showed huge signs of enduring the damage as its chains continued to attack the two, only halting for a couple of seconds due to shock. The chains heading for Zantara will snake around, three in front, and three behind him as he was airborne, and would then strike upwards, each attempting to grab a limb of Zantara, the remaining two going for a lash at Zantara's face and back.
The chains that were aiming for Estoc, the four would swivel through the air at him directly as the lightning continued to flow through them, then extend themselves outward before diving in to try to bind him with their metallic arms.
Sparks of electricity traveled along the demon's body, groaning in agony, but still determined to fight these two.
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