ooc: You guys need to stop killing someone every turn.

ooc: i agree with tyjet please stop making your characters look like gods. isaac, that spell is not "levitation with a twist." Its called telekenesis. and don't make up spells please. all spells must be from the game.

ic:

Eiade regathered her strength and went on to attempt to attack the skeletons, which were the only things that she could attack best; she was more skilled with hand-to-hand combat than anything else (ooc: i mean martial arts, not the morrowind hand-to-hand, otherwise known as boxing). a skeleton came towards her with a two-handed battleaxe, swinging the weapon from over its head in a downwards attack. Eiade dodged to the right, and the skeleton's axe thudded into the ground wedging itself into the dirt. With her left leg, she kicked the skeleton in the face, then with her right hand executed an open-handed punch (hitting with the palms instead of the fists) and to her sursprise, because of the stress on the skeleton's neck, its head... well... just kind of fell off.

Just when she was about to feel proud about the strength of her legs, a bonewalker charged from her right, and rammed into her with its shouder, knocking her frail body on the ground. the bonewalker raised its fist, now glowing with red destruction energies. he was powering up for a draining spell.

she hoped one of her teammates might help out...

ooc: hint hint lol

OOC: sorry for the cheezwhiz! It's my first RP. I'll stop now.

IC: Duriel relised Eiade plight and rushed to her aid. He hacked off the bonewalkers lower arm with his sword, effectivly ending the spell.

Enraged by its lost limb, the bonewalker swung around and grabbed Duriel by the neck and lifted him up into the air, choking him.

"ELP..." was all that Duriel managed to get out before he went limp in the bonewalkers grasp.

OOC: Agh, you're right I'm sorry about that. Kind of... umm.. didn't realize. Heheh

IC: Ken rushes over. "Are you ok, Miss Eiade?" He turns sees Duriel within the bonewalker's tight grip and and runs over almost tackling it to the ground. He kneels down to Duriel. "Are you awake? Duriel?" He turns to see the bonewalker coming towards him. He stands, holds his blade in a ready stance, and waits for his distance....

OOC:I have taken some screen shots of Duriel

here
here again
once again
last one

IC:

Duriel gets up and is feeling rather dizzy. He stumbles around for a few seconds trying to find his bearings.

He composes himself and runs toward the bonewalker. It angrily swings at his head but Duriel ducks just in time. Duriel takes his chance and lays a gaping wound into the beasts leg.

Several bolts fly into the creatures side as it stumbles around looking for it's attacker, blood gushing out its various wounds.

But Duriel has collapsed on the ground a few feet off. The fighting and him getting choked has taken a lot out of him.

"My flaasskk. Anyonne! My flaasskk!" He yells in desperation.

Tyjet was just about ready to take his finishing shot when one of the skeletons charged and rammed it's shoulder right in to him. As Tyjet fell he fired one shot from his crossbow. (It turns out he got lucky and hit one of the bonewalker in the side instead of one of his teamates.) The skeleton continues it's aggresive attack on Tyjet. He is crawling on th ground seeking his weapon. Where did I put that Mace? Then he sees it... right next to the legless bonewalker, still quite "alive".
The skeleton's claymore suddenly comes crashing down and misses. But on the next swing, Tyjet wasn't so luck. The claymore slices into Tyjets left arm. Tyejy gives out a terrible scream. With blood now rolling down his arm, he quickly crawls over too the bonewalker and kicks it in the face just enough time to grab his mace and get in a good position to fight the skeleton.

Adrenaline fed Tyjet's strength and he seemed to for get his wound. He charged at the skeleton swinging. The skeleton ducked the first swing and countered with a thrust. Tyjet bends back as the blade comes inches from his stomach. Tyjet then brings down the mace on the creature and totally removes it's left arm. With that hit he felt a surge of pain fly through his arm. Then he thought of something funny... an arm for an arm... The skeleton now trys to swing the claymore with one hand but it was not easy to do and you could tell. The skeleton seemed to have no control. Tyjet simply kicked this weak creature in to the rest of the crowd of skeletons and bonewalkers. Then it got up desperatly tried to attack the others.

Tyjet viewed the battlefield and saw a large cat in glass armor laying on the ground with one hand stretched out. Tyjet runs over to Duriel... He looked worn out. "FFllassskk..." Duriel said as he pointed. Tyjet quickly runs over to the flask that he was pointing to and pops off the top. Before Tyjet gives it to him he smells it... intresting, he knew the smell but could figure exactly what it was... See this was now time to fool with the liquid he poors it in to Duriels mouth. Liquid flows down his face and neck. The cat's coat just made it slide straight down. Duriel gives a sigh and gets back up, ready to continue...

OOC: sorry, first rp remember? wont happen again

I.C. Isaac, who now stood for some reason viewing the battle from a distance, felt like he could not help. His magic was drained and he had no close quaters combat skills. What he Really wanted to do was write about the occuring battle, but he knew that would happen if they lost. looking around for inspiration, he yelled,
"Umm...Yeah...guys? ummm i was wondering if you had any... ummm... restore magika potions?... Maybe?..."
(Isaac was not one for words in these kinds of situations.) but there were enemys everywhere, and Isaac did not know if anyone would respond. the worst part was, an enemy had spotted him. he mutterd
"I hate being helpless..." So he braced himself for the attack...

Tyjet sees as a large monsterous bonewalker just seem to plow down on Isaac. "You're going to have to do this without me..." Tyjet yells to Duriel, as he runs to Isaac.

As Isaac falls he slams the ground pretty hard. Tyjet jumps just in time in front of Isaac to stop a downward lunge and knocks the bonewalker's arm out of the way. Tyjet drops a small sack of void salts at Isaac's feet and says for him to eat it. "It might not taste too good, but it's what you need."

Tyjet then kicks the bonewalker back just as Isaac gets up ready to cast. Tyjet nods to Isaac as he loads his crossbow. The bonewalker gets up and charges at the two. Tyjet raises his crossbow and Isaac lifts his hands as the two prepare to attack the charging foe...

"For Vivic's sake..." Isaac moaned as he lifted himself off the ground. The void salts Tyjet had given him tased horrible, but Tyjet was right when he said they'd help him. He felt his magika restore enough for a few more spells.
"No more funny stuff this time" Tyjet said as he aimed his crossbow at the monster, who was still recovering from the kick Tyjet gave him.
"I'm gonna try and paralize it. when i do, if i do, shoot it to kingdom come and back." As he said this, Isaac's hands began to glow a yellowish-greenish color. An orb the same yellowish greenish color shot out from his hands, and luckily hit the bonewalker. The bonewalker stopped dead in its tracks and seemed to just stare. This stance did not last long as bolts went clear through the bonewalker. It recoilled and fell to the ground.

Tyjet goes over to check the limp body of the bonewalker and just as he gets close enough to kick it it grabs Tyjet's leg and pulls him to the ground. He hit the ground hard on his left arm which still stung from the cut.

His cloak's left arm was covered in blood by now. The pain was so strong that he couldn't move it anymore. Tyjet tried to crawl using only one arm but he was too slow. The bonewalker grabbed his leg and started pulling him closer. Tyjet was really in a pickle.

OOC: If someone can tell me what game that last line is from, i will dub thee "one hell of a cool guy"...

IC: Tyjet needed help. Now...

Isaac witness Tyjet fall to the ground by the bonewalkers hand. He knew he had to return the favor Tyjet gave him a few moments ago. but he couldnt attack the bonewalker, Isaac just didnt have any fighting capabilitys...Just then, isaac was overcome with elation as he figured out how he could help Tyjet. Isaac wasn't one for Restoration or any of the healing magics for that matter, but he did have a healing spell.
"fight him for a little longer Tyjet!" Isaac shouted. isaac tried casting the spell, but messed up. He tried again...and failed.
"Almalexalia(however thats spelled) help me..." He tried once more...and he couldnt get it down... he could not think of another way to help Tyjet but to attack the bonewalker with his staff. Isaac could no longer think of any other solution. He charged the crippled bonewalker and began pummeling the creature with his staff uncontrollably...

OOC: good good. you guys are doing good now. good action, good open-endedness.

IC:

Eiade jumped quickly to her feet, this battle's pace was too quick to linger on the ground. She drew her dwarven halberd, and prepared to execute a move that could only take an acrobat's skills. She had practiced it a lot.

She turned toward's Tyjet's and Isaac's situation, a few meters away. "Isaac, get off of that thing!" With that, the wood elf jumped into the air, and held her halberd with both hands, pointing down towards the bonewalker on the ground, Isaac scrambled away just in time, and as she landed, drove the sharp point of the spear-like weapon into the bonewalker's back, severing its spine. It was "dead."

(ooc: sorry to kill something every post but that bonewalker has been bothering us for a long time, and i was at a perfect opportunity! plus i don't seem to be posting as much as you guys... i'm not able to interact as much... noone's fault...)

"Ha!" she said. With that, Isaac stood up, and ran and picked up his staff. Duriel stands up, rejuvinated by that mysterious flask of liquid. Tyjet got up, blood running down his arm. She looked at him in the eye, afraid for his health.

"I know you probably have some of this in your never-ending assortment of ingredients, but here." She said. She took out of here side pack a sizable pinch of saltrice. And put it in his mouth.

"Don't chew it like you normally would," said Eiade, "hold it under your tongue. It brings more out the revitalizing and makes it last longer. Wood elf secret!" With that she winked at him, and turned around just in time to be hit square in the chest with a drain endurance spell. She flew back, almost knocking down Duriel and Tyjet, and hit the ground. She felt the effects immediately. Eiade felt exhausted. It was hard to breathe, and she felt like she could lie down and sleep for hours. The wood elf tried using her halberd to help her stand up, but it was hard to move. She sat helpless and bewildered, breathing heavily, behind Tyjet, Isaac, and Duriel, as two bonewalkers charged them...

OOC: just to let everybody know i've been keeping tally of enemies. correct me if i'm wrong: 4 bonewalkers left (including the 2 that are attacking), 5 skeletons left and a bonelord?? someone check that. it might be incorrect.

EDIT: ooc: and i almost forgot you ken!

IC:

Ken stayed by Eiade and Tyjet's side to defend them from a skeleton with a long sword and shield charging from the left!

ooc: i really don't mean to pretend that i'm DM, but someone has to start some action and get everyone thinking on the same level and having the same picture.

Isaac, Duriel, and Tyjet stood together facing two bonewalkers running at them full speed. They began to talk to each other,
"Allll righttt...I get theee oneeee on the rightttt..." Duriel said
"Ok you can have him, i imagine i should probalby cast a spell?"Isaac replied.
"You probably should." Tyjet stated as he started walking towards Eiade.
"Where are you going?" Isaac asked.
"I'm gonna help Eiade with the endurance problem, can you to handle yourselves for a little while?"
"Yessss..." Duriel said with confidence. At that moment, Duriel drew his sword while Isaac began a spell.
"Duriel, when i say move, jump away from the bonewalkers. feel free to distract them for the moment though..."
"Alwaysss dumping theee fun on meee eh, Isaac?" Duriel said with a grin.
Duriel turned and flew at the bonewalker on the right, stabbing it with his sword many times. The other bonewalker saw him attacking and proceeded to knock him off the first bonewalker.
"Move Duriel!" Isaac shouted. Duriel then jumped away from the bonewalkers as they turned to Isaacs voice, only to see a red ball of magic flying at them.
(OOC: next person who posts can decide what the magic is)

OOC: no we have a lot more...

There were 3 bonewalkers (bw) and one bonelord (bl).

2 bw were killed by Duriel
1 bw killed by Ken
1 bl killed by Has-Big-Axe

Then we added 9 more bonewalkers (bw) and 6 skeleton archers (sa)
1 bw and 1 sa killed by Eiade

that leaves...

8 bonewalkers and 5 skeleton archers...

IC: Tyjet hands Eiade some netch leather and fresh water. "Chew this and drink every once in a while. That will get you back up... Are you wounded anywhere?"

Just then a large blast of red erupts from two bonewalkers, they are on the floor just moaning... Drain strength spell, no doubt. Duriel and Ken charge in and slaughter the two overgrown beast. Blood and flesh are scattered where the two creatures layed. OOC: edit: 6 bonewalkers and 5 skeleton archers... IC: Arrows are now flying in every direction. One comes very close to hitting Tyjet but he ducks just in time thanks to a yell out from Isaac. Arrows are landing everywhere and they are all coming from the door way of the tomb. The cowardly skeletons are shoting from the inside... Meanwhile bonewalkers are teaming up and do an attack. Three bonewalkers charge as the other three cast spells...

OOC: tyjet: you seem to have a bottemless pit of ingredients. maybe after the battle, you should specify exactly what you have.

isaac: you didn't say in your introduction that you studied illusion, so i don't think you should've used a paralyze spell. we'll just pretend that you used a drain strength spell cause it works just as well.

i believe that we should all post in the introduction forums in the stinking barfly tavern if you haven't already done so. Include the following about your character: name, pronunciation of name (if needed), race, gender, age, armor/weapon preferences, personality, and appearance and clothing. Also include a brief description of your class if you were to actually play this character in the game (which i'm sure most of us have done), simply list all majors and minors, specializations (magic, combat, stealth), fav. attributes. this will help everyone to know their team inside and out, and give a better rp element by allowing us to accuratly predict personality clashes and/or interactions, impressions upon eachother, and how well we work together.

ic:

"No..." said Eiade to Tyjet. "I'm not wounded... I don't think."

She took a swig from the bottle of water, and bit off a chunk of the chewy, tasteless netch leather. It made her feel better, but she still couldn't get up yet.

Feeling that she must do something, she focused with what energy she had on the 3 bonewalker spellcasters.

"Dodehrna.." she whispered. Her hands gathered up green energy, but then the energy dissappeared faster than it had come. The silence spell failed. Eiade was dumbstruck. It wasn't every day that she failed to cast an illusion spell. The drain endurance spell had been a strong one. The three bonewalkers hurled their red energies of destruction towards the party.

Tyjet watched as Eiade's spell failed... "Keep chewing!" he tells her as he stands up, mace in hand, ready to defend the party. He goes over to where Ken, Duriel, and Isaac are standing. Tyjet looks over to Isaac and speaks, "Could you stay with Eiade? Use anything you can if you need to defend. We will try our best to guard you."

OOC: I added some Screenshots to my previous post if you want to know what Duriel looks like.


IC: The flasks mysterious fluid had filled Duriel with energy. But just then the bonewalkers red orbs of energy struck him in the chest.

He flew backwards and hit a boulder. Stunned he sat there for a minute gathering his conscience. Then he drank some more from his flask and sprung to his paws.

He ran toward one of the bonewalkers when an arrow struck him through a gap in his greaves.

"Hollly motherr of skoomaaa, thattt hurtsss!"

He lay on the ground in front of the bonewalker. The bonewalker raised its arms to strike Duriel.

Duriel took this chance to draw his dagger and stab the bonewalker in the eye.

The bonewalker stummbled around grasping its eye in pain.

Meanwhile the archers had started to concentrate their fire on Duriel...

Tyjet could see that Duriel was in trouble. Arrows were hitting the ground all around him. Tyjet knew it was risky but it had to be done. He ran over to Duriel's body to try and pull him to safety but as he ran he got clothes-lined by a bonewalker's arm... Hitting the ground quite hard. The bonewalker stood over him and prepared to lash out on him. The bonewalker just started bounding on the ground as Tyjet tried to pull himself away. Finally the bonewalker hit Tyjet's wound. He screamed in pain. He just hoped Duriel was ok. He continued to try and get closer to Ken and Isaac hoping they could maybe help.

OOC: Wow... oh wow i was posted at about 11:00 last night all this happened after that? Wow.... sorry i missed a lot

IC: "Annoying little creatures these are...." Ken begins to hack away at one of the archers. This turns the attention of some of the archers towards him. He looks around himself, as the archer he was attacking, though sliced up, positions his bow towards Ken with is barely-toghether arms... He basges the archer with his blade handle, knocking it's sight away from him. Suddenly, he is pierced in the left shoulder with an arrow, just below his Orcish pauldron, in the soft joint area.. .

He drops to his knees, holding his shoulder. He yells out a cry of pain, and reaches for his sword on the ground with his right arm.... just realizing the skeleton he just chopped up was now aiming his bow towards Ken. "That's not gonna stop me..." he says wearily. He stands to face the bonewalkers charging his way. He turns and finishes the archer then begins to attack the charging ones. He is knocked to the ground, an arrow still lodged in his shoulder. He does not give up. He tries to continue the fight. Ken has learned from battles to ignore his pain while fighting, but he is losing blood quickly. He grows dizzy. It looks, from his eyes, as if double the amount of skeletons were there. He falls back to his knees. He grips his sword tightly. His eyes close, he tries to keep them open.... as he raises his sword into the air. "One arrow is nothing...."

Isaac noticed through the corner of his eye that Tyjet was trying to move towrd him. Eiade had recoverd alot from what she had once been. He thought it would be safe to help Tyjet. Isaac ran over to Tyjet and picked him up. He brought him to where Eiade was and set him down. He looked through Tyjets inventory and found some bread and water.
"Heres some bread and water. oh yeah, catch. "
Isaac had thrown a restore health potion to Tyjet. it was his last one he had made before he went to sleep that night, only to be awoken by this battle.
"too many people here..." Isaac muttered to himself. He decided he should cast a sheild to protect Eiade and Tyjet, although they seemed to be recovering qucikly.
right as he cast the spell, an arrow hit him in the back off the leg.

OOC: We were all powerfull and now everyone is getting hit and shot. Just wondering if its normal for people in RPs to get thier butts handed to them.

IC: Duriel tryed to ignore the pain as he got up. He put his dagger back into its sheath and drew his sword.

He limped toward the archers dodging arrows left and right. One nearly hit his arm so he decided to pick up one of the dead skelitons shield. Arrows were bouncing off the shield and two stuck through it.

He finally reached them and swung his blade out through the side of the shield toward the archers, connecting it with one of the archers ribs. The archers ribs shattered under the force of the blow and the archer fell to the ground. He turned toward Ken and yelled:

"We neeed to desstroy thesse monnstrrrosities!"

OOC: Good point, Ken's strong enough.

IC: Ken turned to Duriels voice. "Then that we shall! Vanquish these decaying souls. TAKE THEM DOWN!!!" With that Ken stood up and began slicing and hacking at the skeletons. "They stand no chance against the might of Rada gro-Dairgrosh! KEN RALLIMAN!" He sliced one an arm off one of the m, turned to slash at another. The entire pain in Ken's shoulder was now gone. He was his true warrior self. He fought without feeling hardly any of the pain at all.

OOC: I'm still NOT killing every post so.... yeah....

"good thing i wear greaves" Isaac muttered to himself as he pulled an iron arrow from the back of his leg.
"Any of you to ready to fight yet?" Isaac asked Eiade and Tyjet. they both responded yes and got up with a bit of a struggle.
"Here Tyjet, heres your crossbow and your bolts. And Eiade, your spear." Isaac said as he handed them thier weapons. It was a good thing that Eiade and Tyjet got their weapons out, because the extra support along with Duriel and Ken and Isaac began would hopefully thin the number of enemys.

OOC: well considering how many foes we're fighting, i think it's normal that we're getting hurt a lot. a least we're not power-posing.

IC:

Eiade saw her comrades around her being hurt and got angry. And seeing the orc's feriocity and courage, she stood up.

Out of the back of her belt she pulled out a steel throwing dagger (ooc: i don't know if this was mentioned in my introduction, if not i'll make an edit).

"Yah!" She threw the dagger at the bonewalker with an eye out, and the cold steel went straight into its other eye. The beast let out a chilling howl of pain, now utterly blinded.

"Duriel!" Eiade yelled. Duriel saw what Eiade did, and immediately reacted by easily finishing off the blinded, hell-bent creature with a short sword (ooc: dagger or shortsword i dunno) in the neck.

She now ran over to Ken, who deserved her help more than anyone right now. She looked at one of the evil ressurected skeletons.
"Koruhro!" A green blast shot out from her hand, and hit the creature in the chest. It lingered for a bit, then dropped its bow and ran off into the wilderness as though it were terrified. The demoralize spell succeeded. Good. I still got it, she thought.

During her spell, Ken had hacked apart another skeleton (ooc: we're assuming he was still hacking away while i casted). She was feeling encouraged, until she was attacked by a bonewalker from the right. She engaged in unarmed combat with it was too strong for her to throw or pin. Eventually it made a slashing with its claws. Eiade now had three deep cuts on her stomach. The strength of the attack threw her back on her rear, and the bonewalker not only stood between her and the rest of the party (ooc: except maybe Ken), but also seperated her from her spear. She was in peril.


OOC: ok last time we checked we got 6 bonewalkers, 5 skeleton archers? So far Ken's killed 2 skeletons and duriel's killed a skeleton? i dunno. someone else do the counting. my head hurts lol.

OOC: Eiade, Question: should i be saying words when i cast spells? or am i doing fine alreay? i was just curious seeing as how you've said words when youve casted spells. anyway back to the story.

IC: Isaac, who had watched Eiade fight off an enemy, decided to help her with the bonewalker who had knocked her down....(OOC: i'll edit in words if i have ta)IC: A purple and green blast from the end of Isaacs staff shot out at the bonewalker and knocked it off its feet.
"Burden-poison spell. gotta love it." Isaac said with satisfaction. But, quoting a kajiit in this ironic rpg who quoted someone else who i have no idea who they are, "pride cometh before thy fall" (OOC: god i love the irony) IC: as an arrow from a skeletal archer peirced Isaacs left arm.
"at least the bonewalker is gonna die from poison" Isaac said before he fell from the wound...

OOC: edit: I recounted and got this. We still have 5 bonewalkers and 2 archers.

IC: Tyjet got up from his wounds and viewed the battlefield quickly. Archers had come out of the tomb and were now pecking off shots where they could. The bonewalkers were scattered all over the place. Tyjet saw this as a chance to take some out... He loaded his crossbow and started send bolt after bolt at the bonewalkers. One got hit in the leg and was now dragging itself, one had a bolt stuff in it's head, and another was charging right at him with three bolts in it's chest. This got the attention of the other bonewalkers and 2 of them started to follow the other bonewalker's lead. The only bonewalkers not going for Tyjet were the ones fighting Eiade and Duriel and the one that was laying on the ground. Burdened, it looked like... He drop the crossbow and got his mace. He couldn't do this alone. "Help!!" Tyjet yelled as he swung at one and missed. Then he came down on one very hard and pushed it to the ground. The two others weren't far behind him and they simple started pounding Tyjet. He needed help.

OOC: umm... guys? it isn't illegal to kill one on your own... just don't do it all the time. it seems that we all attempt to kill something and then we get hurt or in trouble or something.

IC:

Isaac's spell pounded the walker, and it immediately fell down, barely able to move its limbs. Thank you, Isaac. It was also leaking green ethereal mist out its body, which meant poison.

Eiade jumped at the opportunity of the incapacitated fiend. She pulled out another one of her throwing daggers and stabbed the walker in the neck. The deep cuts on her stomach were slowly dripping blood, and they hurt like hell. She found it hard to focus, which meant she probably wouldn't be able to cast any more spells (ooc: kind of like the concentration skill in d&d, for any fellow dorks out there that know what i'm talking about).

She got up grabbed her spear, and rallied behind Ken, waiting for orders from the team.

Isaac could hardly look away from the skeletal archers, knowing he might gert hit if he did. but when he say Tyjet on the ground being attacked by the bonewalkers, he had to help him. Isaacs magika was running low agian and he had to be very conservitive with his spells. He needed a spell that would effect the creature, not Tyjet...
"demoralize creature...no...command creature....too much magic...calm....not strong enough...and spells with a radius are out of the question... " he came to the comclusion that he should try and disable the bonewalkers as much as he can, while hopefully, someone else could help Tyjet with them. Aparently, the burden poison spell had been effective, so Isaac fired 3 of those at the bonewalker crowd...

Tyjet saw the spell whiz through the air. He quickly rolled out of the way. The three balls come closer. One hits the ground where Tyjet was. The other two hit the standing bonewalkers. The bonewalker on the ground then starts to charge at Isaac. Tyjet sees his chance and gets up, mace in his right hand and crossbow in his left.

He stands over the two bonewalkers and aims the crossbow at one creature's head. The frost bolt fires right in to the face and Tyjet shatters it with his left foot. Tyjet then in one quick movement drops the crossbow and then grabs with both hands on the mace. He then drives the mace with all his might in to the head of the other bonewalker, smashing it's head to a blood pulp. (OOC: I know I just killed two of them at once but it was my turn, I hadn't killed any of the vulkers yet.)

The wounds on Tyjet were getting worse. He cast a reguvination spell on himself. The wound on his arm stopped bleeding and quickly became a scar. He also suddenly felt full of energy.

This battle had been a tough one. People were hurt. But we were winning. Only 2 bonewalkers and 2 archers remained. One bonewalker was charging at Isaac and the other was facing Duriel and Ken. The two archers were simply pecking off shots where they could. Eiade was eyeing them down waiting for a good time to attack. Tyjet looked up and saw Has-Big-Axe still in the tree. He was starting to stir around now. He would be awake soon. It was at this time that Tyjet realized how great a team this was. We had 2 of each class- 2 for Combat (Has-Big-Axe and Ken), 2 for Stealth (Duriel and Eiade), and two for Magic (Isaac and Tyjet). This balance was perfect. We will be succesful on our mission he thought. He then ran over to try and help Isaac.

"Fiineche!" Eiade screamed as the paralyze spell flew out of her hand and froze a skeleton archer infront of her and Ken, to give her some time.

The poor orc was badly injured. His left arm was pierced with an arrow, right in the joint. Eiade saw no other solution. She grabbed the arrow, and pulled it straight out. Black orc blood flowed form the wound, and Ken screamed in anger at the pain. Eiade, as fast as her dexterous (ooc: yes that's a word i checked) elvish hands could, pulled out a few stalks of marshmerrow from her belt pouch, and put it in her own mouth and chewed it up a little to extact the juices. She removed the pulp from her mouth and placed it in the wound. Ken grunted in pain, but then the wound began to close up as the effects began to take place. His wound was healed, and Ken the orc stood up, feeling much better.

The five companions were all standing up and battle-ready, now feeling that they were winning as they bore down upon the now outnumbered group of ghastly creatures. Just as Eiade was about to feel optimistic, her paralyze spell on the skeleton meters away wore off, and now it aimed its crude bow right at her and Ken...

The bonewalker that charged at Isaac was already hurt. It had two arrows in its cheast and another in its right arm. Unfortunatly, bonewalkers dont need two arms to attack. It ran at Isaac lop-sided and wounded, swinging his left arm violently. Tyjet had gotten their just in time, and was able to shoot an arrow through the bonewalkers leg. The impact of the arrow caused the bonewalker to trip and fall. Isaac saw this as an opertunity to beat another bonewalker with his staff (OOC: sorry but i really wanna beat another bonewalker senseless with my staff. ) untill it felt the pain that his team felt in the battle.
"Revenge is sweet." Isaac said as he pummeled the bonewalker in teh head...

Tyjet stood in shock as he saw this high elf beating this thing senseless. It kind of made him laugh... He looked over at one of the archers. It was jus about to take a shot at Eiade. Tyjet loaded his crossbow as fast as he could. Unfortuatly, because he was moving so fast, he didn't make a very good shot. It simply bounced off the skeleton's shoulder. It made the arrow's shot miss a least. It hopefully bought Eiade and Ken enough time to regroup...

OOC: Ok, so this gives us 1 bonewalker (Duriel, you should take care of it. You haven't killed in a while.) and 2 archers...

OOC: I'm back, just in time to kick some archer arse...

IC:

Has-Big-Axe slowly opened his eyes. The undead horde had obviously left him lying by the tree for dead. He looked around and saw his companions - several with severe wounds. Bodies littered the ground also, one angry bonewalker was roaring and ejecting red orbs of destructive drain spells at incredible speed. Arrows were issuing still form inside the door but the other skeleton archer was standing just behind the rampaging bonewalker. Has-Big-Axe tried to get up but pain shot up from his ribs and he collapsed again against the ground. Obviously his rib had broken and the Argonian gritted his teeth and prepared himself for intense pain. After taking several deep breaths, he gritted his teeth hard and leapt to his feet.

"AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!" he screamed loudly as his broken rib tore flesh inside his body. He picked up his axe and screamed again before taking unsure steps towards the fray. An arrow hit him on his shoulder but his huge daedric pauldrons protected him from harm. Has-Big-Axe was tired, frantic, in pain and was watching his wounded friends lose blood and take blows, he had been in this situation before in his years of mercenary work and the tremedous flow of adrenaline flowed and his bloodshot eyes almost glowed as they opened wide in anger and he roared and charged towards the bonewalker.

He swung his axe violently at the creature's outstretched arm and cut off several of its digits as it recoiled its arm away from the blow. The bonewalker raised his other fist and it hit the Argonian in the back, knocking him to the ground. The creature kicked but the Argonian rolled and with a mighty swing severed the bonewalker's lower leg. As the Argonian got up to deliver a mortal blow to the foul undead creature, a crude iron arrow hurtled - from the bow of a skeleton archer - into the unprotected shins of the Argonian. He screamed as the arrow pierced it all the way and the arrowhead stuck out from the back of his leg as well as splintered pieces of shinbone. The arrow also had on it a basic enchantment but the shock pulsed up and down the Argonian's body. He fell to the ground again but through his pain drew out his darts and hurled one at the archer's skull. His pain-oppressed brain had not its normal aim but the dart hit the skeletal neck at great velocity. The vertebra it hit flew out from the back of the skeleton's neck and the head - looking shocked in a kind of opened jawed grin - fell to the ground with a thud. The body followed suit.

Tyjet saw Has-Big-Axe back in action, but also in trouble. A one legged bonewalker was crawling towards him as Has-Big-Axe screamed in pain from his shattered shinbone. (OOC:what color is Argonian blood?) Tyjet ran over to Has-Big-Axe. He had really bad wounds all over him. Blood was pouring out of his cuirass and was trickling from his shin down to his large feet. Tyjet grabbed Has-Big-Axe's arm in a struggle to pull him out of there. Jesus, your armor is heavy! Tyjet thought as he tried to pull him. He only moved him a few feet when a sudden loss of all energy hit him. As he fell to the ground he saw the bonewalker's hand still stretched out from the spell. Has-Big-Axe laying next to him. He was defenseless. The bonewalker got closer and closer...

Eiade had been dodging arrows and protecting Ken, but she now saw Tyjet with... the Argonian?? He must've awoken! But they were in trouble. The bonewalker had casted a spell, and was still very much alive.

The bosmer sprinted towards the walker, and threw her dwarven halberd like a javelin in an arced path into the back of the creature. She kept running towards it as it growled with frustration. She lept into the air, and came down and kicked the weapon into the creature, driving it straight through the torso and staking the creature into the ground. Its body tensed up, then relaxed as its tortured soul left the body.

She whirled and looked at the last skeleton archer, now looking quite concerned, desperately firing its last arrows at the party. Its desperation brought inaccuracy, and the other three, Duriel, Ken, and Isaac closed in on the last beast standing...

OOC: Sorry for not posting in a while!

IC: Duriel saw the archers morale failing and lept toward the infernal creation. He brought his gleaming sword into the skeletons frail structure. The creatures body splinterd apart.

The battle was finally over. Duriel collapsed in exhaustion.

He sheathed his sword and drank from his flask, blood flowing from the wound in his leg.

"Howsss everrryone doinng?"


OOC: Me and Flightless will be gone from the 3rd to the 10th.

Isaac, exhausted and weak from the battle, fell to his knees after beating the bonewalker sensless. Everyone was exhausted and hurt, all needing assistance. "Well, Now that the battle is over, I must depart. I have an appointment and many errands to run. I will keep watch on your journey, and find you when I am finished with my Errands. Good luck and Vivicspeed on your journy untill i return." With that, he stood up and began to limp away.
"Wait." Duriel said as he stood up as well.
"You wish to accompany me Duriel?" Isaac asked.
"Yesss." Duriel replied as he sheathed his sword and began to walk to Isaac. "Good" luck on your journyyy..." Isaac and Duriel then walked south deeper into the woods and disappeared into the night.

OOC:yeah we'll be back on the 10th so try not to do to much w/out us . later

OOC: Sorry for not posting in a while...but ya...

IC: Ken held his blade high into the air. "Triumph at last! This battle was not hard." Ken laughed, trying to sound as if it were nothing. "Is everyone all right now? How about Miss Eiade are you well? And I see you have awoken Argonian friend. Just in time, I might add. As well as, Tyjet you are not hurt are you?" Ken then placed his hand over the arrow still lodged within his shoulder. "Me, I'll do just fine...." and with a loud cry, he yanked the arrow from its place, releasing Orcish blood all to the ground. "That will heal in time."

He then looked over to where Duriel and Isaac left. "That leaves just us four then, for now. Well, numbers do not matter when you have a warrior's spirit and the strength."

Ken turned to the group, his hand still holding his shoulder. "Let's rest, shall we?"

OOC: ken, i had already removed that arrow... anyways, that battle was fun!

IC:

The sun had now crept over the horizon, and spread its orange light upon the misty West Gash. Judging from the sun's position in the sky, it was about 7 in the morning.

Eiade walked over to Tyjet and Has-Big-Axe.
"We must rest here a while and recooperate," she said to them. "We cannot move on until we are at full strength. Tyjet, prepare your apparati (the correct word for apparatus plural), if you have brought any, and let's brew some potions. I'll get some food to everyone."

The severely injured Has-Big-Axe was propped up against a tree, severely injured and barely concious. Tyjet got down on his knees in the shade and began searching through his pack. Ken came over and sat down as well. Eiade got her pack from where they had been sleeping and got out pieces of hound meat and scrib jerky wrapped in cloth, and some saltrice to munch on.

They had a at least rest a little before they started out again.

OOC: It was one helluva introduction for eternaldarkness but they haven't posted yet...i'll PM them.

IC:

Has-Big-Axe was drifting between reality and the dark world inside his mind; between conciousness and unconciousness. His kit had been discarded and was strewn around, and a pile of it was by the tree where the Staff was leaning. He awoke and tried to speak but succeeded only in hissing before the pain sent back into his twisted dreams. The others noticed his efforts to speak but could not help him, Tyjet was trying to set up his alembic and it was balanced oddly on the uneven ground.

In his state of unconciousness, he saw again the slave ship that he was brought to Vvardenfell in. He saw again the faces of his captors and he saw again those faces as his stolen iron axe hacked through them. He awoke, his eyes popped wide open and he cried out before falling back into unconcuiousness. Now his tortured dreams had moved on, he was on a battlefield far in the East. His axe swinging in flaming arcs as it cut through scores of enemy and his newly acquired daedric scales deflecting the greatest of blows. He awoke again and cried out louder and flailed his arms a bit before going back into his nightmares. Now he had moved on again. He was in Skyrim and he was wading through bodies and blood towards the rebel fortress. Great ballista bolts flew past his head and thudded into the ground all around him. He walked up to the great corkbulb door and hit it with his axe. The fiery enchantment spread across the wood and the door exploded in flame. Suddenly the battlefield disappeared and Has-Big-Axe saw himself, lying on the ground, tended by his desperate friends. His axe was in his hand and he wa covered in his own green blood. He felt that the distant figure of himself below him was dying, it life was ebbing away through its wounds. Has-Big-Axe briefly saw again the great battles that he had fought in, faces he knew and faces he had cut apart.

'No' he thought, 'This life cannot end here. This journey is not complete. This quest is not finished. I have killed too many to die here unknown. I have not finished...I want to kill things....' his thought was unfinished when he awoke and his eyes opened wide, "I ENJOY KILLING THINGS!!!!"
His companions looked at him in shock for a moment before the Argonian, gritting his teeth, called for them to bring the Staff. "It can repair my shattered body"

Tyjet looked at Has-Big-Axe in shock. What the hell was that he thought. TYjet got up, still a little weak from the spell. H stood over the argonian and could see that normally he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon with his wounds. Tyjet gave Has-Big-Axe some sweetpulp. "Let me get the arrow out, eat that." Tyjet snapped the arrow pulled it out slowly. Blood squirted out, getting on Tyjet's cloak. With arrow gone all he had to do was use the staff and he would be ok. "I highly recomend we rest for a little while. We need it. I will tend to each of you if you need it..." Tyjet looks throuh his supplys... "It's a good thing those two left. I don't have too much food with me!" He pulled out some slices of bread and checked to see how much water was in his flask... Not much.

"Very well it is then." Ken sat on the ground. "Next town we reach we will need to restock our supplies. We can't live on only what you have there." He took off his sun hat, revealing his entire head. He looked up, at what, even he didn't know. "We musn't wait here too long, though. Only long enough until we're well to continue."

OOC:There we go. Edited. I actually read through the posts, now that i had more time. Ken's shoulder is wound is a shadow of the past.

"Hmm... What a troubled individual," said Eiade after Has-Big-Axe yelled out some grusome outbursts in his sleep.

"I've got some of food," she said. She crushed up some saltrice and sprinkled it on a piece of hound meat, then took a slice of Tyjet's bread and wrapped in around the meat (ooc: kinda like pigs in blankets). She gave one of these to Ken, and also made one for herself and Tyjet. She would wait for the argonian to wake.

"It's no feast, but it's my favorite snack on the road!" Eiade climbed up in the tree, sat on a thick, low branch with one leg dangling down, and enjoyed her tasty treat in the shade. It was hard to be completely blissful, though, with those three deep cuts on her stomach. She pulled out three marshmerrow stalks, and inserted them into her sandwich. Maybe that would help.

A breeze coming down from the hills to the east came through, rustling the leaves and cooling off the wood elf and her friends. This was a well-deserved break after such a battle.

"Maybe, Tyjet," said Eiade, "you should make more of that paste along with your potions. You know, the resin, marshmerrow, and... was there wickwheat in there? It could help Has-Big-Axe."

Ken sat, still on the ground. He ate at the small feast Eiade had handed him. "It has been a while since I've eaten something that has a good flavor." He looked over at Has-Big-Axe.

"Saddening, sort of. I don't know if someone could recover from a state like that." Ken let out a small laugh. "But this is no laughing matter... The Argonian will be alright, now will he? I see no reason why not. He asked for the staff. It will heal him, maybe?

Ken stood up. "It IS worth a try."

Thats when suddenly another argonian poped out of a set of bushes.

"I heard you folks needed supplies, i got what you need. ive good fresh food booze swords, traveling trinkets anything you want! by the way the battle was great i thought for sure i was a goner when the bonewalkers came!"

After Tyjet finished his food, he got right to work. "It looks like Has-Big-Axe is going to sleep for a little while... none of us can touch that staff... I'll make some more stuff."

Tyjet sat down next to the fire and started mixing some supplies. He pulled out his motar and pestel, whickwheat, resin, and marshmerrow. He grind everything to a paste and stood when it was ready. He walked over to Has-Big-Axe and started applying the paste to the wounds on his leg and chest.

"The bone won't be healed by the paste but maybe the staff can take of that..." He rubbed it in and then wrapped a cloth around it. Ater Tyjet was done he stood up and faced Eiade and Ken."So, who else needs some wounds cared for?"

OOC:

@Argonian Thief: You'd better be staying. Reply to this post if you are.

IC:

His dreams haunted him still. In his brief periods of conciousness, the pain soon put him back into his faint state of shock. However, he fancied that he saw from the corner of his eye, another Argonian jump out from some bushes. The face of the Argonian seemed familiar but unfamiliar. Has-Big-Axe could not identify who it was but the faced seemed to be already in his memory. He drifted back to his nightmares of battle. His axe was cutting through Nordic flesh, he was putting down a nordic rebellion. He could feel the warm mammalian blood against his scales and it fired him more to go on. The blood kept him from freezing in the cold wastes of Skyrim. His axe cleaved a big Nord in two and sliced another's chest, revealing the unfortunate warrior's organs as they spilled out onto the frozen ground. The ground, before the battle pure white with snow, now stained with red and littered with bodies in crumpled heaps.

OOC: just a reminder to everyone, it's 7 or 8 in the morning.

IC:

Eiade finished off her morsel, and hopped down from the tree. She walked to Tyjet, took a small amount of paste, and applied it to the superficial wounds on her stomach. They closed up almost immediately.

"My compliments on that concoction, Breton," she said to Tyjet.

After she was done wiping her pasty fingers off in the grass, an Argonian popped out of the bushes, and said he had some things of value.

"Hi!" Eiade said excitedly to the new face. She loved Argonians. "Might you have scrib jerky, saltrice, or marshmerrow? I used most of mine in the battle. Oh! And I need bittergreen petals!"

Ken sat. His arms resting on his knees. He looked over at the new argonian. He stared him down. "Hmm... you're the Argonian I talked to right before I left the tavern. You have supplies? Good, I suppose." Ken stood up. He placed his hat on his head, and walked over to the newcomer.

"You have a name, don't you? What was it again? I tend to forget things when I've been drinking a bit. And calling you Argonian would cause a bit of confusion around this party... If you know what I mean." Ken turned and looked at Has-Big-Axe, in his the state he was in. A thought passed his mind but cleared before he even could know what it was. "So tell me, what do you call yourself?"

OOC: sorry i didnt reply in a few days i forgot i posted in here and couldnt get on a whole lot in the last few days.

The argonian looked up at ken Yes! we did meet at the tavern! Yes! Yes! looking for fresh food or booze maybe a nice dagger?, Oh i almost forgot my name is Apache

Apache looked back at Eiade and felt his pocket. "I only have a little scrib jerkey and some saltrice and i can tell you could use some here take it free of charge but the higher ticket items will cost you!"