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 Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:01 pm
Without another word, Kreen hurls another of this new projectile at Artes' feet. When it strikes the ground, this one will actually burst into a sphere of flame about a foot in diameter, approximately twice the actual spell's area. This should add an interesting twist to the training.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:08 pm
He steps back about two feet and is surprised by the heat that he did not expect, due to how the spell increased its radius. He was able to keep complete concentration though.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:10 pm
Kreen hurls another sphere or fire, then transitions into his second sphere of mastery. A powerful gust of wind sweeps across the platform, designed to knock Artes off balance (though of course not enough to knock him off the side), and then follows with another ball of fire.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:16 pm
He jumps back to dodge and then is caught by the wind, thowing him off balance and onto his back. He quickly rolls onto his feet, barely dodging the second fireball. The rock stays amazingly pretty still during this whole action.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:29 pm
"You are agile, for an elf," Kreen says. Now he will begin actually trying to hit. The flames appear in one hand, while the other is raised in front of his face. He rises into the air with his wings and hurls a gust of wind at his target to knock him off balance, then another from the side to influence his fall toward the wall. Then, from his other hand, he releases a pair of fireballs. One is aimed at the boy's feet, while the other is at where he will be when he falls.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:42 pm
Attempting to dodge a fireball, Artes jumped back, but was caught by the wind and blown into a targeted area. He gave a tiny yelp as he was unable to dodge the fireball fully, coliding with his unprotected arm. Artes winced as he fealt the skin of his arm burn.
This unfortunate and slightly painful destraction caused him to loose all concentration, sending the rock to the ground.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 7:55 pm
Kreen drops to the ground, his moment of indulgence over. That took too much energy at one time to maintain for too much longer, and he lifts the rock from the ground.
"Your progress is...surprising," he says, tossing the rock toward Artes. It is clear that this is meant as a gesture of 'begin again'.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 8:00 pm
From this very short rest, Artes realized that he was beggining to get really tired. He was already breathing hard, he realized, and his brain fealt like it was going to burst.
He blinked his eyes and got up, trying to ignore the minor burn. He took in a deep breath and sighed. He outstretched his hands, closing his eyes briefly to gather his broken concentration and uttered it. "Levite" as well, his eyes snapped open and he took what he fealt to be a ready stance.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 10:24 am
Kreen tosses a new pair of fireballs at Artes, one aimed at the ground, while the other is aimed just to the right. However, this does not remain true for the entire duration of its flight, for though it is magical fire it is still a physical thing. A burst of wind slams into it, causing it to change direction midflight to hit his foe's right shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 10:29 am
Artes was able to jump aside at the last minute, the fireball passing across his chest, singing his clothes. The one on the ground was dodged more easily. The rock stayed still.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 7:29 pm
Kreen follows this attack with another pair of fireballs. One is aimed directly at Artes, while the other is just barely behind it. Both of these are swatted aside by a burst of wind. However, after they pass Artes, another burst of wind strikes them in a very specific manner. This causes them to detonate as if they had hit something solid, which should catch Artes in the blast radius.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 9:57 am
He jumped back and crouched at first, but seeeing them pass he quickly turned and got up. His eyes became the size of dinner plates as he saw them explode, but he shut them and held his arms up to protect himself. It threw him back and he fealt his back collide into the earth, knocking the air out of him.
He tried really hard to stay clam as he starved for air. The rock wavered and almost fell, but he was able to catch it before it fell, regaining his breath and standing up agian.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 6:12 am
PaleImage Perhaps an hour later the group arrived in the ash-strewn clearing. From there it was but a short distance to the clearing where the body lay. Once they had arrived in the clearing Dran waved a hand in the general direction of the body and seated himself on a nearby stone. The man's body lay, head cocked at an unnatural angle against the rock that had ended his life so abruptly. His armor was simple but in good condition, no rust or other signs of neglect. The general muscle tone was also good, and his hair was cut professionally short. The eyes were tightly closed. Dran shifted his position slightly to get more comfortable as he observed the scene and its other viewers. ((Sorry for the delay. It's that time of the semester. xp )) Zeal proceeded in the direction indicated by the fae, leaving Valden to keep him company. The condition of the corpse was odd. For being killed by a fae... there is almost no damage. Only a broken neck. What kind of fae kills like this? Bending his attention to the man's body and gear he scanned it for any identifying marks but found none. The condition of it indicated a professional level of care but nothing else of significance. He searched the body for any pockets that might contain coins or other things that might tell how he was paid or where he came from origionally. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be a single lead. Was this attack a test? Maybe a feint...?Valden remained at the side of the fae, keeping him in shadow by virtue of his presence. He kept his eyes on the surrounding area more than on the fae. Zeal's barrier was still maintained and no fae would be able to penetrate it with their first attack. His head smoothly swept over the visible terrain around them and he listened carefully as well. Only a small portion of his attention was directed toward Zeal's examination at first but the feelings of worry and confusion that came as a result of the complete lack of any money or personal items on the body drew his attention more aggressively. This human only was carrying what he needed to. Perhaps he and the others with him knew that they had no chance of surviving?
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 3:16 pm
Kreen immediately starts again, barely giving the elf time to stand. He hurls another two fireballs, both slightly to the right so that on their current heading neither will hit. The wind shifts, and almost as they pass Artes one of the two is guided to a path that will hit. It is a subtle change, one which an inexperienced warrior might miss in an attack that's going to miss anyway.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 7:20 pm
He saw it at the last second, but it was far too late to do anything about it. The blast hit him in the side and he spun twice on a toe. He looked around, blinking . "Nnn..." The rock gave a falter, falling about a foot, but he caught it.
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