Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves.   Posted by TheDudeAbides.Group: 0
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 226 posts
Wed 18 Jun 2014
at 17:57
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The Captain received the letter from the woman and performed his verification, while he was scanning the lines yet another man showed up. The new arrival seemed scatterbrained and was obviously more interested in the womenfolk than the large guard. Shoving the letter back at the woman, he spoke gruffly, "Yer on the list." The Captain's attention shifted towards the young man who was now playing a song on his fiddle. "Oi ello there my wee bonnie lass, might ye have a rose for me?" The Captain clearly found this hilarious and burst into crude laughter. His mood quickly shifted and he took a long stride forward; he glowered over the musician. "Ye got a purpose for being at me gate? Or are ye just here to swoon over the womenfolk?"
Eandro Leerstrom
 player, 9 posts
 hello ladies
 let me play you a song
Thu 19 Jun 2014
at 04:31
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Eandro showing off for the ladies of course was quick with a witty reply, "Mayhap I came to swoon over you, but alas my heart was broken when I saw you had found another," breaking into a sad mournful tune in a minor key. "Such a wretched tease, with a young mans hearts, but then the light of the sun through the clouds shone through," he said changing to switching from the minor key to the major a sound reminiscent of hope rising from the strings, with a wink to both the women. Almost prancing to each person even the men he continues with a crescendo and switch to the triumphant key of D Major he cries out in a hallelujah voice "I saw these beautiful faces for which I could play for days without stop, and it was then..." He paused almost conspiratorially, "I knew I must join with them to share all of lifes great merriment." His voice raising rich and deep as he sang. Continuing to play, and shifting to a piece originally about the heroic exploits of the Wolf from legend picking up on the final refrain and to the conclusion of his medley of songs and music. With a flourish he pulled a slightly crumpled and worn maybe damp with sweat summons from his boot presenting it to the guard.  Still acting cocksure in front of the ladies he says to the elven woman, "Indeed my dear, and I know many more like it. Perhaps you have a piece you'd prefer to hear from your home?" With a few deft motions he adjusts the tuning of the fiddle and begins playing a folk song about the beauty and wonders of sky valley, while still holding the letter between his fingers.  Though he could not speak elven fluently the words came out smooth and lilting and rich.  His voice well practiced to the strange sounds. Though he knew the direct meaning and translation of the song he really didn't know what was be sung.  Though his instructors had mercilessly beat into him and their other pupils the correct pronunciation, lest a bard of their guild offend a noble of another race, but were less concerned with their students actually speaking or understanding the language.
Fidelias
 player, 26 posts
Thu 19 Jun 2014
at 14:19
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Fidelias, still pretending to be preoccupied with his armor, smirked at the newcomer's display. He found it odd that a man was so eager to impress a woman he knew nothing about. Her reaction did little to indicate whether the advance was unwarranted or just genuinely unexpected. Regardless, it did not concern him, and he would do nothing to get in the man's way.

It mattered little to Fidelias. He had only the desire to pounce upon tavern wenches, not solve some obfuscated puzzle that seems to wrap itself throughout complicated women's heads. Besides, he was on a mission, and a grand mission it was. When he reveled in glory and stood at the foot of the proverbial finish line, women would throw themselves at him and he need only remove his shirt. He had no use for roses or fiddles, despite what his name suggested.

This message was last edited by the player at 05:34, Sun 29 June 2014.

Nasukaya Hawke
 player, 12 posts
Thu 19 Jun 2014
at 16:47
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
With a barely audible gasp, Nasukaya's hand flew up and yanked the rose out of her hair, barely a moment after it was put there, her face displaying genuine irritation.
Taking her letter back from the guard, she glared at the prancing man, while he sang some nonsense of hearts and whatnot, before switching to elvish, after the elf maiden spoke to him.

Holding the rose a bit away from herself, as if she expected for it to turn into a poisonous snake at any moment, shook her head and looked around, looking for a way to get rid of it, without throwing it away.
It would be a shame for it to go to waste.

While the man entertained the rest of the group, Nasukaya used the moment to slip away for a bit. A few yards back, she had stepped over a broken wooden cup, which still had half of it filled with rainwater from a few days ago. She put the rose in there and carried the cup to the edge of the road.
She couldn't put it back to the bush where it was taken from, but this way she would at least prolong it's life for a few more days.
Dusting off the dry dirt from her gloves, she returned back to where she was, her arms crossing over her chest. She came a long way and was getting really tired of  these shenanigans.

"If you are quite done,..." she interrupted, her face neutral, even though a slight tone of annoyance was heard in her voice. She turned to the captain, this time speaking to him directly. "It is very obvious that all of us have been called here by the same means." she flashed the letter once again, before she tucked it away, her cloak falling back, covering her front. "Possibly by the same person as well. Would you mind giving us some kind of an explanation?... Or perhaps pointing us to where we need to go, if you are unable to do that?"
While she spoke to the captain, her voice changed, revealing nothing of her inner thoughts beyond that simple inquiry, as the captain seemed to have his fill already and she wanted no beef with the burly man.

This message was last edited by the player at 16:49, Thu 19 June 2014.

Salinda
 player, 62 posts
 Elven Moon Priestess
 The light in the darkness
Thu 19 Jun 2014
at 17:16
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Laughing a bit once again, at least he was amusing. The other woman, though, seemed far less than amused. "I would love to hear some songs from my home, but I doubt you know them. Very few outsiders ever came to our forest. And, it does seem we're all here for the same reason, and are equally clued in as to the purpose, which is to say not a great deal." She also just wanted to get on with the evening now that people were here.

She still didn't stand, though, and was happily playing with the cards, or so it seemed. Her attention was still very much on the others. she wasn't certain what the group would do or how they would work together. That is, if the point was for them to do something as a group. "Perhaps introductions are in order. I'm Salinda."
Eandro Leerstrom
 player, 10 posts
 hello ladies
 let me play you a song
Thu 19 Jun 2014
at 18:24
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Eandro sighed "Salinda, a name beautiful enough to rival those of the gods," he said with a smile.  "Alas I am called Eandro, by my friends and those close.  It is sadly a very plebian name, and not as wonderful as your name Lady Salinda, but I do hope to hear it spoken in your melodious voice," he says with a bow to Salinda, though it is apparent that he was introducing himself to the group.
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 246 posts
Thu 19 Jun 2014
at 23:08
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The Captain glared at the musician as he continued his serenade. The guard took the proffered letter and once again verified the contents. "Well, seems ye are all here." He completely ignored the young mans joking response and wheeled about towards the gate. Looking back over his shoulder he waved an armored fist and shouted, "Come on ladies, the night isn't as young as it once was. We best be off, yer meeting begins shortly."

    The Captain himself lead the group beyond the gate and onward through the manicured estates within the Red Grove. They passed countless gardens filled with brightly colored flowers; evening dew had settled on the petals and reflected the starlight like a thousand sparkling diamonds. They passed through countless archways and between buildings down narrow alleys, until finally they reached a small apple grove. The group moved quietly through the trees when they happened upon what appeared to be a cellar door. The door was angled down into the earth and seemed out of place given its proximity to any other buildings. The Captain looked about before leaning down and yanking the stone door open; it gave way with a groan and a wave of warm air washed over the group as they peered inside. Deep unforgiving darkness, the opening into the earth took on the appearance of a gaping maw into night itself. The Captain, pointed down and with a low voice grumbled "Get inside, quickly now!"

    The inside of the cave was pleasantly warm but the inky blackness was unsettling. The Captain followed the group down into the darkness and the stone door crashed into place behind them. The big man shuffled about and could be heard tinkering with something; momentarily, a light pierced the darkness and temporarily blinded the group as the darkness melted away. The Captain moved slowly down the corridor lighting torches that were mounted to the walls as he passed. "Come on, the masters be waiting on us." The path was smooth and free of debris as they slowly made their way through the tunnels. At several points the tunnel branched off in different directions; the Captain would turn without even a moments consideration. Shortly, the large man slowed down as they came upon a second door. Crafted from steel and inlaid with veins of gold, the door was truly ornate. The Captain leaned forward and opened the door while standing to the side; bright light poured forth, reminding the group just how dark the tunnel was, despite the torches. The Captain stood like a rock, unmoving and rigid, "good luck ye bloody youngins, I likely won't be seeing ye again so take care and mind yer manners." His harsh scowl had briefly faded and the shadows that danced on his face gave him an almost sad and pensive appearance.

    The cavernous room beyond the door was enormous, the most sensitive among them may have noticed that as they maneuvered through the tunnels they were in fact descending. The source of the light was a row of strange metal fixtures that were mounted in a half moon arc 20 feet above the ground. Located beneath the lights were a row of seats whereupon sat cloaked figures. The lights glowed with an otherworldly power and obscured the individuals seated below them. The Captain gave the group a nudge and with a hoarse whisper croaked out, "Inside, all of ye." The group stumbled through the door, and it closed behind them with a click.
Eandro Leerstrom
 player, 11 posts
 hello ladies
 let me play you a song
Fri 20 Jun 2014
at 04:56
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Once admitted Eandro had quickly stowed his fiddle and cut the antics. It was one thing to flirt, make fun, and ply his bardic trade, but this was business and he felt any antics or such would be poorly received.  In the torch light he noticed the darker girl had somehow lost his rose, and he was dismayed slightly by that. Whatever dark world she was currently in, based on her facial expression and the way she had reacted to his gift, could use a bit of light and joy in it.  Even if it was in the form of an adventure.  It was unfortunate had been unable to get the names of the rest of the group, he was genuinely interested especially if they were supposed to work together. Inwardly he sighed, I could be playing a show in Theba now, if that oaf of a guild master hadn't banished me from the guild. It wasn't like I treated his daughter poorly. It was of course in his mind the guildmaster's fault after all. He kinda wished he could have a drink, but employers...
Salinda
 player, 63 posts
 Elven Moon Priestess
 The light in the darkness
Fri 20 Jun 2014
at 14:46
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Even after traveling the world she couldn't help but inwardly cringe every time she heard anyone refer to others as master. It was something so against her upbringing. She had but one mistress, Levanah, as all her people did. But, she just wanted to get this over, whatever it was going to be. Those invited seemed a strange mix. The others were so young, but the truth was, if nothing was done in the next months or years, they would all be dead. Was this about the darkness?
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 252 posts
Sat 21 Jun 2014
at 00:40
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    A voiced pierced the silence, it was rich, silky and deep. "Welcome Salinda, child of the moon; Fidelias, brazen storm-bringer; Nasukaya, whispering blade; and Eandro, musician of legend immemorial." The voice trailed off and another, higher pitched and wheezing, chimed in "we are... The Menders." The voice faded away, leaving emphasis on the name as though it carried some significance. A third voice spoke up, feminine and sultry, "For a millennium, The Menders have ensured the balance of power in Linness. The secrets of our past have been handed down from generation to generation; our blood is thick with the oaths of our forefathers." A fourth voice, small and weak, spoke out "Linness is changing, the whispers of a rift in the veil are in fact no lie. The Menders have spies... everywhere. Even now a party of six prepare to leave Freeport on a mission of high import from the High Priestess herself. The Priestess lies dying on her cold hard alter of crystal; her spirit broken through a final act of goodwill." The first voice spoke again, "We would have this group succeed in their mission, for the fate of Linness and it's people rest upon their shoulders... However, they will surely fail. The forces of evil have grown to great, and from deep within the Herrin Mountains raiding parties have been spotted ranging from the ruins of Ceylon to the tower of Tiro. The group will not survive, alone." The woman spoke again, "We wish you four to travel in stealth and provide... assistance." She spoke the word with such a twist it nearly sounded like sarcasm." The Priestess can be so... naive... regardless, you have all been chosen because of your particular abilities and the blood which flows in your veins." The weak voice spoke again, "You might wonder how four of you can make a difference, but we believe that with OUR backing you will prove to be... a significant ... force. The Temple of light is all but broken, their coffers are full of feather and ash. The people no longer follow the old gods... despite their power... We can provide... insight... and gold."

    From a door on the opposite side of the room a servant, covered completely by a dark cloak, shuffled forward and placed a large bag on the ground in front of the group. The figure quickly disappeared back into the darkness beyond the light. The first voice spoke yet again, "There is enough gold in that sack to buy an army, although I trust you will do no such thing. Also, there is a flat round stone." The high pitched voice chimed in, "The stone is a relic from the age before the rending, we have... many such things. It is for you, Salinda child of the moon." The woman's voice added, "It will aid you in your mission, once per night, when the moon is at its fullest... you must submerge the stone in water. It will display upon the water's surface the group to which you will secretly provide... assistance." The first voice spoke again, "We will communicate via messenger pigeons, if at any point your mission changes you must send back the pigeon with a confirmation of the change in your orders. We will likely move you across the continent over the coming months in an attempt to use you where your abilities will be most... needed." The weak voice spoke, "You will want for nothing, from this point forward, for the rest of your lives... BUT you must obey without question. The future of Linness... and our.. continued success rests upon your shoulders as much as the party sent by the Priestess. Do you accept this mission?"
Salinda
 player, 64 posts
 Elven Moon Priestess
 The light in the darkness
Sat 21 Jun 2014
at 01:29
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Salinda listened, thinking back through the things she had read to know if anything had clicked of their names. As she listened, she knew she needed to help, but there were always going to be issues. And there was already a big one. She could not agree to the terms as it would be a betrayal of the oaths she had made. And the money certainly wasn't the issue. Levanah had always provided more than was necessary. "I cannot speak for my companions, but I shall speak for myself. I will be more than happy to do whatever I can to help stop the darkness and this other group. However, I cannot agree to your terms. To obey without question goes against the teachings of Levanah, against her will. She encourages questioning even her own words. We don't bind ourselves to the whims of others, no matter how noble the aims. To me, the wealth means nothing, the wanting is part of life, what brightens the spirit to seek better. That said, if you accept, I will help, I will listen, but I will always follow my heart and the moon." she was clear, knowing the others would need assistance and she could provide some, but to give up one's free will was no better than being taken by the darkness. It could lead to the very darkness in everyone, absolute authority corrupted both master and slave, lord and serf.
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 254 posts
Sat 21 Jun 2014
at 02:24
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The wheezing voice responded to the elf woman, "You misunderstand your position young one... and perhaps our very words. You do not offer US something that we should accept. You will bind yourselves to us, or turn about and live out your few remaining days gambling and carousing in the local tavern. The elves will be among the first destroyed with their precious home tucked along the very mountains whence the darkness comes. The final traces of your 'Goddess' will vanish along with what remains of her followers, if you do not do this thing. We are not asking you to forsake your oath; it is for the sake of your people and your Goddess that you would do this thing.  Follow your moon, but for the coming days follow our commands and perhaps you may live to see another name day."

    The smooth deep voice added, "My fellow speaks with harshness, but it is the truth. We ask for your loyalty only to ensure the survival of Linness. It is true, you would be but a tool to us... but this is necessary. You can not possibly understand the severity of the danger and the overwhelming darkness that threatens to squelch all life from our sacred continent. We have no use for tools that we cannot rely on, when we issue a command it must be followed with precision and accuracy. This is why you four were chosen. Alone you are each but fledglings; your lives just a feather on the wind. Together, you will become something greater. Do you not wish to learn more of your Goddess young one? We can teach you things that your elders have forgotten many centuries past. We are aware of the pitiful state of magic in Linness and are among the few who retain knowledge of it's power and use. "
Fidelias
 player, 27 posts
Sat 21 Jun 2014
at 08:13
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Fidelias strolled along with the rest of the group, taking little notice of the surroundings but keeping a keen eye on the others. So they were invited the same way I was, it seems he thought.

He had yet to make up his mind on the participants, as he knew so little about them, but would default to cautiousness. Eandro had seemed to cease his flirtatious attempts and Fidelias could have sworn he even appeared a touch disappointed. Perhaps that was just his business-look; he must be a professional, after all, seeing as he was invited here.

Fidelias kept his eyes open and his hands unoccupied. After a time, they arrived at a some kind of a basement nestled into an apple orchard among some trees and the like. They entered the isolated door and traveled through a tunnel to an open chamber behind a door of gold and steel, perhaps more worthy of the word "portal" due to its intricacy. Fidelias couldn't take his eyes off of it, such an anomaly even within the unlikely tunnel in its seemingly random placement.

They entered, and were greeted by one in the series of hooded figures seated beneath some sort of magical conduits or reservoirs or something. Fidelias could only guess. Brazen storm-bringer, they called him, and Fidelias couldn't help but wonder what that meant. Storm-bringer? I've never been called this name before. Brazen perhaps, but storm-bringer... Fidelias continued to keep his eyes open, ears perked, and focused a bit more on relaxing. After the Captain's display, he'd really rather not tangle with these folk.

"...the blood that flows through your veins." It seems these Menders know more about me than the average bear, or so they want me to think. I need to tread carefully here. he thought.

Fidelias listened to the rest of the speech and was reassured that his thirst for glory would be sated on this quest. The stealth approach wasn't his favorite, but he had long been forced to operate in the shadows, and had no problem doing so. He did, however, detect a hint of discord at the word "assistance". Perhaps wrought from some kind of disagreement between these Menders and the priestess. Surely the woman would have been able to hide this fact given her standing, unless it was a significant disagreement.

"You will want for nothing, from this point forward, for the rest of your lives... BUT you must obey without question." A bold ultimatum, truly, but Fidelias was already committed from the time he took the first step to the gate with the letter in hand. The latter piece of the statement he assumed; the former was an unexpected... bonus he could hardly ignore. Fidelias' interest was now absolute.

This cause, unless he was being deceived by these so-called Menders, would be worthy of his efforts, and he would see to it that he played a crucial role in it. May whatever god, God or gods those who stood in his way worship have mercy on their soul, provided they have one. Fidelias would not be stopped.

Fidelias waited for the figures to finish their retort to the woman who had spoken out against said terms, as seemed diplomatically necessary. When they did, Fidelias stepped forward and slammed a closed fist to his heart. "I pledge myself, my sword, and my life to your cause, may it bring me glory, death, or both." he proclaimed. "I accept your terms."

This message was last edited by the player at 05:23, Sun 29 June 2014.

Eandro Leerstrom
 player, 13 posts
 hello ladies
 let me play you a song
Mon 23 Jun 2014
at 02:23
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Eandro started thinking about all the women he could woo with an open expense account.  He was practically broke after all. His meager remaining funds weren't going to get him anywhere fast, he liked the title Musician of Legend Immemorial while the others nitpicked over stuff he just shrugged and said, "Sure, I'll do it." Inwardly he supposed this was the opportunity he needed to show that guildmaster he wasn't just some bar room second string fiddle, the way he saw it the man would be begging him to be his daughter if this worked out.  Not that Eandro would it'd be the perfect opportunity to spite the man, maybe even take over the guild himself, or maybe not. His thoughts wandered back to the two women in the group.  The elf seemed social which had it's benefits, the other woman... girl... her secretive nature and given title intrigued him. There were was to get information, but until this festive little event was over he'd have to wait. Checking his person to ensure he hadn't lost anything he waited for the other. He was hungry and bored maybe he would play a song he mused about the reaction the menders and the others would have if he pulled his fiddle out.
Nasukaya Hawke
 player, 15 posts
Mon 23 Jun 2014
at 11:49
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
The captain seemed to rather show them the way, instead of providing explanations, so Nasukaya followed after the others, taking in her surroundings and quietly wondering just what exactly would require such an odd group of individuals. The sword wielding one she understood. If who ever had called them needed mercenaries,  both him and her fit into the description. But the role of the elf maiden and the musical one was unclear. The elf seemed like the travelling sort, but not really someone who would agree to dabble in such things. The one with the fiddle almost seemed like he got here by accident.

As they passed through the tunnel which lead them to the ornate door, the assassin kept track of the slight changes in direction and the gentle descent, forming a mental map of the place as they went along; a habit she had picked up on doing, as one could never know when you needed to find your exit quickly. The darkness did not bother her, as she quietly contemplated the words her father had given to her a long time ago; A hidden blade does not fear itís veil.
The shadows were where she grew up and stayed ever since. Why would she fear them, when she was the monster that lurked within.

The appearance of the hooded figures got no reaction from her, except for a look of mild interest, while she spent a few moments on each of them, before they started the roll-call. Yet again, the title got no visible reaction, though on the inside she smirked at it. A very poetic name for a dishonest business. The Menders, as they called themselves, weaved a tale of a dying priestess and a group that was supposed to keep the darkness from  invading the world of the light, though the group seemed less than capable for the job,  if one could judge by the way the Menders spoke of them. The stealth approach sounded right up her alley and she found that particular detail very much to her liking.
A few other things were mentioned which piqued her interest, but she took them with a dose of cold rationality and had already started to form the outlines of a plan, as the others spoke their agreement or disagreement. For a moment, she admired the elf maiden for standing up for her beliefs, though she could predict what the Menders response to it could be.
The elf opposed the loss of free will. Nasukaya, on the other hand, found it agreeable. Perhaps the elf had only been looking at it from a different angle. It's not the knife's fault if it cuts someone. Being a tool had it's benefits, mostly directed towards putting the blame on someone else. The two men seemed to agree without further questions.

The assassin waited until everyone else had finished before she spoke up, crossing her arms over her chest and directing her gaze at the hooded figure which spoke of having spies everywhere. "You have made your terms known." she said, her voice steady and clear, despite of it clearly being toned down. "I have one to negotiate as well and it is the only condition under which I will agree to do this." Amber eyes  narrowed, with an almost menacing light appearing in them and her voice lowered for a whole octave.
"When all of this is over and should I live to see the end of it... The one who held the torch... I want him."

This message was last edited by the player at 11:55, Mon 23 June 2014.

TheDudeAbides
 GM, 258 posts
Mon 23 Jun 2014
at 22:12
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The woman's voice spoke out, "Eandro and Fidelias, we thank you for your acquiescence. Young Nasukaya, The Menders are... aware... of that fateful night and WILL grant you that which you desire most. Upon your return, we will provide you with the location of this man. Perhaps then, you will bathe him in fire and cleanse him of his... misdeeds."

    The deep voice continued, "Salinda... you have been silent young one. How do you respond? Do you wish to further your knowledge of Levanah? Will you accept this mission and bow to our will? Or will you forsake your people and our sacred home?"
Salinda
 player, 65 posts
 Elven Moon Priestess
 The light in the darkness
Tue 24 Jun 2014
at 02:48
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
"I will not forsake my god! To do so would be anathema to his teachings." The young elf paused for a moment and looked about... had anyone noticed her mistake? She took a step back slowly, her face taking on a pallid shade. "You Menderssss have aided the whore of a goddessss too long." The words escaped her mouth like steam from a boiling pot. "Just as you have remained for a millennium... so hassss my true master. He has waited for the moment when he might reach beyond the foul veil and ssssuck the life force from your pathetic bodiessss!" A dark spot was forming on the elf woman's forehead, it burned stronger and began to expand out beyond her body. With a shriek, she lunged forward; her staff struck the bard squarely in the head. Eandro was thrown violently to the ground; blood slowly oozed from the wound. The elf turned her attention towards the row of seated individuals and began chanting in a deep and unsettling voice.

This message was last edited by the GM at 23:03, Tue 24 June 2014.

TheDudeAbides
 GM, 269 posts
Tue 24 Jun 2014
at 23:10
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The woman's voice rang out clear and direct, "Destroy her quickly! Do not allow her to complete the incantation!" Even as she spoke, a strange darkness was gathering above the elf's head. The darkness seemed to hunger for the light; it expanded and grew as it consumed and with every passing moment a feeling of dread grew stronger. The elf woman had clearly been an agent of the darkness, perhaps she wasn't even the intended recipient of the letter. Likely, the true Salinda had been destroyed and consumed by this very creature. "stop her... please" the voice of the woman was no longer sultry and confident but instead wrought with fear and pleading.
Nasukaya Hawke
 player, 18 posts
Tue 24 Jun 2014
at 23:40
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
No sooner that the slip up passed the elf maiden's lips, Nasukaya frowned. "His?"
Wasn't she droning on about a goddess moments before?

The elf continued to behave strangely and Nasukaya's hand slowly moved towards the hilt of her scimitar. One thin eyebrow lifted slightly when she began hissing out threats. Biting down on a curse, the assassin grabbed the hilt and lowered herself into a defensive stance as she watched darkness emerge from the elf.
A bit faster than expected, the elf lunged towards the one called Eandro and seemingly incapacitated him with one swift blow to the head.

Amber eyes switched to him briefly, than to Fidelias and back to the elf-turned-entity, which began chanting.
Nasukaya need not be told twice to stop it, as she was already moving, surprisingly quickly for a human, her blade flashing in the light of torches and in a few measured steps, she was already behind the creature, her face set back in that cold, heartless scowl.

Her left hand moved up to grab the creature by the hair and pull it's head backward, while her right hand flew in front of it, intending to slid it's throat open in an old practiced move and thus silence it. Be it infused with light or darkness, flesh was flesh and she doubted the creature would be able to say anything with a wide red smile from ear to ear.
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 277 posts
Wed 25 Jun 2014
at 00:00
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    Nasukaya reached for the elf woman's hair but as her fingers closed around the flowing golden locks they pulled sickeningly out of her head. Before she could slit her throat the woman wheeled about and a pulse of power burst forth from the gathering darkness. The surge of power disrupted Nasukaya enough that the blade passed far from it's intended target. The face of the elf woman had now fully transformed into something unrecognizable. Pale fair skin changed to a deathly pallor and her form became hunched. She skittered about the room madly, with inhuman speed, and the darkness continued to grow.
Fidelias
 player, 30 posts
Wed 25 Jun 2014
at 01:49
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
Fidelias wasn't paying attention to the words of the irritating priestess until she started chanting, at which point Fidelias' annoyance level bounded past its threshold. Even if the (apparently falsely) misguided flower-hugger wasn't a threat, Fidelias was ready to bash her face in with the pommel of his blade.

Fidelias drew his sword from his back and gripped the large blade in his gloved hands, but was mildly disappointed when he say the hooded girl materialize behind the elven "girl".

The assassin missed the cut though, and Fidelias' heart soared. Glory be his! He lunged forward and attempted a full downward thrust of his sword in an attempt to silence her insufferable talking by smashing her face with the flat of his blade on her idioicy-spewing mouth. Gods she talked a lot.
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 287 posts
Wed 25 Jun 2014
at 02:08
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    Fidelias moved quickly, his lunge bringing him within striking distance of the creature. The greatsword came crashing down upon the misshapen head but was met with resistance as the pulsing darkness intercepted the fierce attack. The creature paused it's random skittering and the chanting broke momentarily. The force with which the roiling darkness manifested itself was unreasonable and within moments it would throw back the sword and hurl Fidelias violently backwards. Despite the obvious mismatch of power, Fidelias held his ground refusing to accept defeat in an epic battle of strength. The creature opened it's mouth, a rotting gaping maw, and a terrible screech issued forth in protest of the new aggressor.

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Eandro Leerstrom
 player, 25 posts
 hello ladies
 let me play you a song
Wed 25 Jun 2014
at 04:09
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
With almost no warning Eandro's world was turned upside down, and it seemed he had suddenly become one with the floor.  As he righted himself stars clearing from his field of view he felt a sharp pain in the side of his face for a moment before adrenaline took over and blocked it out. As he sat up he felt a trickle of blood run down the side of his face.  Inwardly he groaned momentarily, his looks were important to his profession after all.  He noticed the other man try and strike what no longer resembled the elven priestess in anyway.  Judging from that she must have been the one who struck him, he was pretty sure what ever the thing was it wasn't the priestess. Leaping to his feet and drawing his sabre in a smooth motion Eandro stepped in from the side and aimed a well timed thrust at the throat of the creature his intent to shut it up and mar it's features in a cold sort of revenge, he felt no remorse for the monster that was before him.
TheDudeAbides
 GM, 289 posts
Wed 25 Jun 2014
at 04:29
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
    The creature was engaged with Fidelias and unaware of the man it had attacked at first. The thin silvery blade of a sabre appeared in front of Fidelias; it seemed to grow out of the creatures neck. The screech momentarily halted and a gargling piercing whine replaced the previous cry. The beast thrashed about wildly, and hurled itself at Fidelias. The forward momentum drew the sabre back out of the creatures neck and drove Fidelias back. In a rampage and sputtering black blood the creature howled morosely. The monster clawed viciously at Fidelias but it seemed to be weakened and the attacks were easily evaded.  The darkness above the creature began to fade back into itself, slowly, and it's movements became sluggish.
Nasukaya Hawke
 player, 22 posts
Wed 25 Jun 2014
at 12:36
Re: Vayas - Gate to the Red Groves
As a handful of hair was left in her hand from the creature, Nasukaya found herself being exceptionally glad to be wearing gloves, as she tossed the hair aside and frowned, reaching under her cloak to pull her other blade out, just as Eandro had delivered a successful blow.

It seemed to have weakened the creature considerably and while it held it's attention on the bard and the swordsman, Nasukaya saw her chance. She waited for a moment until the creature had her back turned to her, before she leaped back into action and thrust both of her blades into it, one aimed to the base of it's spine sideways, to hold it in place and the other seeking entrance under the rib cage and upwards, attempting to run it completely through and reach the heart on it's way out.