ewancummins wrote:Sparks fly from the flagstones as the sword snaps in half.
Cirdan might be startled for a moment, but then he wastes no time,
and throws the broken sword away.
To keep this bastard alive doesn't need him to be pretty...
And... Boom!
An iron clad fist should land right in Van Dieck's face, break his jaw, and know him unconscious.
And if that isn't enough, the half-elf will plunge on the conjuror and exercise what the Darkonians army would call "a good catch of ground-and-pound",
until Van Dieck stops... Well, breathing, actually.
Gaston has finished his transmogrification. He is now a beast like Jon- a man sized reddish brown mustelid, with sharp teeth and a long, snaky body.
Van Diecks attempts to evade Cirdan's assault, but he's too exhuasted by Norzak's ray, and isn't fast enough to dodge the incoming fist of iron.
CRACK!
The wedge shaped furry head is driven hard into the stone floor by Cirdan's hammer-blow of a punch. The beast screams in pain, but doesn't go down for the count. It crawls away from Norzak and Jon [still in beast form himself], but it's not moving quickly.
Cirdan attempt to grapple his target is only partly successful. Despite being injured and tired, Van Diecks still has some fight left in him. He's able to slip out of the knight's grip and move down the hall a short distance.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
He stares at Wolutha, his eyes vacillating between fear and hate, mixed in the proportion only an outcast like Dorgio can obtain. "Do not listen to her, Norzak! You are knowing who your friends are!"
"Help the Witch blinded me !!!!!!"
Upon hearing Alain, the priest rushes to his side, and places a hand on his shoulder to help Alain orient himself. He then takes his hand off his ally's shoulder long enough to fling a bolt of searing silver light at Wolutha.
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
After helps him Alain cast's a spell (CT) then says to Dorgio "Don't touch this hand, but have me touch the witch or Van Diecks with it for the next few minutes ." Holding up the hand he is referring to that doesn't have his sword in it .
"Evil only endures when good people remain silent ."
Tony inspired by Thomas Jefferson .
Benn's conjured sword of magical force floats in the air, striking at Wolutha. The witch defly turns to avoid the incoming blade, which strikes only empty air in its first attack.
Alain's left hand crackles with bluish black energy as he gropes for a target, relying on Dorgio for guidance.
Dorgio's radiant bolt strikes Wolutha just after she sidesteps the onslaught of Benn's magical attack. The spectral witch screams in agony as the bright light transfixes her wispy form.
''AAAAAHHHHH!!!''
Jon moves to attack Van Diecks again, but misses.
Cirdan, on the other hand, is able to catch Van Diecks by the tail and then grapple him. The knight uses the full weight of his armored body to slowly crush the breath out of the battered and fatigued Van Diecks. Van Diecks tries to escape, but fails.
Norzak, still trying to save Van Diecks from Jon's homicidal fury, moves toward Jon.
Jon swats at the dwarf with a forepaw, trying to knock him aside or maybe trip him, but his attack only brushes Norzak.
The dwarf then leaps onto Jon's furry back and pins the transformed boy to the floor. Try though he might, Jon, even with the Beast's strength and fury, cannot escape from the dwarf's grasp.
Norzak's shadows aids it master by dancing around Jon's snout and sweeping across his eyes, which serves to aggravate and confuse the werebeast.
Wolutha turns her attentions on Dorgio, her pretty face now distorted with inhuman rage and hatred.
''Priest, I'll make you suffer for that!''''
She points at Dorgio, chanting a spell.
A white-hot ray streaks from her outstretched fingertips and strikes Dorgio in the right arm. The priest is badly burnt. The air reeks with the stink of burnt flesh, hot metal, and smoldering cloth.
[end of round two and first half of round three]
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Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
He screams in naked, stark agony as the flames sear his flesh. For a few heartbeats his world goes white with pain, and he nearly stumbles away from Alain in instinctual aversion. It is by reflex alone that he somehow manages to hold on to his spear. He grits his teeth against the pain, and a rivulet of blood trickles from his lip where he bites down to keep from screaming again. He extends his unburnt hand and sends the second and final ray of light streaking at Wolutha.
"You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!” -Wuthering Heights
Wolutha flickers in and out of view just as Dorgio launches his attack. The blazing light fades- and the witch-ghost remains in place, seemingly unharmed by the attack.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Benn's conjured sword, moving on its own, strikes at Wolutha again, and connects! The witch cries out and advances towards Benn, her hands reaching for his throat.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Jon slips out of Norzak's grip and scampers a short distance across the floor, towards Van Diecks, where the other werebeast in struggling in vain to throw off Cirdan's armored bulk. Jon makes a pass, attempting to bite Van Diecks, but only manages to bite Cirdan's greave, instead. The knight is not harmed.
[round four has now begun]
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
Norzak chants a quick spell and points at Jon. A line of sickly green light zaps from the dwarf's fingertip to strike the werebeast. Jon hisses angrily, but keep moving towards Van Diecks, trying to get in for a killing bite. Jon's slower on the move now, as if the spell has had some effect upon him.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
ewancummins wrote:Jon slips out of Norzak's grip and scampers a short distance across the floor, towards Van Diecks, where the other werebeast in struggling in vain to throw off Cirdan's armored bulk. Jon makes a pass, attempting to bite Van Diecks, but only manages to bite Cirdan's greave, instead. The knight is not harmed.
Cirdan groans in discontent, and gives Van Dieck another hard blow that should shatter the man's jaw, finally.
[Batman voice:]"Stay away from us, you cur! Go help Dorgio!
I'll come as soon as I... Finish this."
